megamania
Hero
ELDEEN REACHES
SEGMENT 035
02/27/10
“The Curse Discovered”
Nymm 26, 997 (Late Summer)
The silence of nature is disrupted gently by the snoring of Gilfer from within his lean-to in the forest. He slowly rolls over and sniffs the air. He slowly opens his eyes expecting to see nothing out of the normal. The silence is broken suddenly as a scream of panic blasts from the lean-to. He grabs a few things and flees the lean-to and runs for the village of Winetree.
Piik awakens as there is banging on the door of his small shack. Grabbing some clothes and his hammer he goes to the door. If it is another Silver Flame advocate it will be hammer time. He opens the door and draws back his hammer. Before him is a crazed man. The crazed man is wearing Gilfer’s padded shirt and pants.
“WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!?!?” the crazed man begins to scream at the bugbear.
“GET OUT!” yells the bugbear as he threatens the man with his hammer.
“Piik! It’s me! It’s Gilfer!” Panic in his eyes as he reaches out to the warrior’s shoulders.
Piik steps back and waves his hammer again. “Not Shifter. Human. Go away!”
“It’s how I woke up!”
“Not Gilfer. Little hair. Round small ears. Go!”
“It’s me! Remember the log bridge I…. You set off the trap. How could anyone know that but me?!?”
“Piik talk it up in tavern.”
“DAMN IT PIIK! IT’S ME!” and his Mindblade forms. “See? Can anyone else do that?!?”
“Sarlona mindbenders. LEAVE.”
“Look at my eyes Piik. It’s me.”
Piik squints as he concentrates on his eyes. Hesitation stops him from tent-posting the crazy man. “Tell me something only Gilfer the shifter would know.”
In a panic the man begins to describe the many adventures they have had including the magic weapons and items they have collected.
Meanwhile….. in the once sleepy villa of a place now called Winetree by House Orien has grown and changed. Once there was three building here. Winetree tavern, The Healer’s Hut and the Blacksmith’s firepit. Then visitors came and now a temple to the Silver Flame is being built. A trading Post is also being constructed near by.
Wine Tree Tavern is still the center of town. Sir John still spins tales of his adventuring days of his youth. He awaits the arrival of his granddaughter. She is an adventurer for hire…. Like her grandfather was. For some reason this worries him deeply. Whenever asked about it from Leaffa she gets no straight answers, only a lonely haunted look followed by a quick smile and a tale about his days in Xen’drik or Droaam.
Speaking of Leaffa…..
The shifty human known as Gilfer and Gilfer’s friend, Piik, are looking in a stream bed hollow where Leaffa can most often be found. The druid and her animal companion are found shortly. Though less extreme, her reaction is similar to Piik’s. They decide to see their friend and mentor, Sir John.
Sir John is startled by Gilfer’s appearance. But unlike the other’s, he has seen things like this happen before.
“Have you fought or angered a witch recently?”
“uh…… I don’t think so.” Gilfer says as he reaches up to scratch his head and becomes startled again as he finds thinner hair on his scalp.
“Have you violated any shrines or temples?”
“Heh…… Piik has far more than I do. Piik looks nervously at his arm trying NOT to imagine a hairless arm of a human.
“Cursed items?”
“Cursed Items?” asks Leaffa.
“Yes. Often contained within weapons or armor. Very hard to get rid of.” Sir John says as he pulls out his magical pipe.
“Hard….?” Says Gilfer in a quiet fearful tone.
“Yes. Often atonement is required. Throwing away an item is not enough. In truth, most of the cursed items out there reappear on your person the next day..”
Nervously, Gilfer reaches behind his back and pulls out the dagger that glows white. “I….I throw this at a creature and thought it lost. Then I found it in my pack the next morning.”
“Set it down on the counter….. not to me young man….shifter. On the counter. It would be safer if I don’t touch it.” He crouches down and looks at it. He blows some smoke from his pipe onto it. The smoke unnaturally hangs on the dagger then breaks up. “This is a cursed weapon. This is what has made you become a human.”
“How…. How do I get rid of it then?!?”
“There are either set ways of removing a curse or one must redeem him or herself.”
“Which is it?!?”
The bar tender and owner of the Wine Tree Tavern hesitates then breathes out smoke onto the dagger once more. “It still holds magic….. I believe it is goblinoid made….. I know someone whom can tell you. She can either tell you how to remove it or may even be able to remove it herself. She is a powerful magic user. She lives deep in the forest.”
The three Heroes of Eldeen remain quiet and look at each other as they silently agree on the next course of action.
“Give us a map.”
SEGMENT 035
02/27/10
“The Curse Discovered”
Nymm 26, 997 (Late Summer)
The silence of nature is disrupted gently by the snoring of Gilfer from within his lean-to in the forest. He slowly rolls over and sniffs the air. He slowly opens his eyes expecting to see nothing out of the normal. The silence is broken suddenly as a scream of panic blasts from the lean-to. He grabs a few things and flees the lean-to and runs for the village of Winetree.
Piik awakens as there is banging on the door of his small shack. Grabbing some clothes and his hammer he goes to the door. If it is another Silver Flame advocate it will be hammer time. He opens the door and draws back his hammer. Before him is a crazed man. The crazed man is wearing Gilfer’s padded shirt and pants.
“WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!?!?” the crazed man begins to scream at the bugbear.
“GET OUT!” yells the bugbear as he threatens the man with his hammer.
“Piik! It’s me! It’s Gilfer!” Panic in his eyes as he reaches out to the warrior’s shoulders.
Piik steps back and waves his hammer again. “Not Shifter. Human. Go away!”
“It’s how I woke up!”
“Not Gilfer. Little hair. Round small ears. Go!”
“It’s me! Remember the log bridge I…. You set off the trap. How could anyone know that but me?!?”
“Piik talk it up in tavern.”
“DAMN IT PIIK! IT’S ME!” and his Mindblade forms. “See? Can anyone else do that?!?”
“Sarlona mindbenders. LEAVE.”
“Look at my eyes Piik. It’s me.”
Piik squints as he concentrates on his eyes. Hesitation stops him from tent-posting the crazy man. “Tell me something only Gilfer the shifter would know.”
In a panic the man begins to describe the many adventures they have had including the magic weapons and items they have collected.
Meanwhile….. in the once sleepy villa of a place now called Winetree by House Orien has grown and changed. Once there was three building here. Winetree tavern, The Healer’s Hut and the Blacksmith’s firepit. Then visitors came and now a temple to the Silver Flame is being built. A trading Post is also being constructed near by.
Wine Tree Tavern is still the center of town. Sir John still spins tales of his adventuring days of his youth. He awaits the arrival of his granddaughter. She is an adventurer for hire…. Like her grandfather was. For some reason this worries him deeply. Whenever asked about it from Leaffa she gets no straight answers, only a lonely haunted look followed by a quick smile and a tale about his days in Xen’drik or Droaam.
Speaking of Leaffa…..
The shifty human known as Gilfer and Gilfer’s friend, Piik, are looking in a stream bed hollow where Leaffa can most often be found. The druid and her animal companion are found shortly. Though less extreme, her reaction is similar to Piik’s. They decide to see their friend and mentor, Sir John.
Sir John is startled by Gilfer’s appearance. But unlike the other’s, he has seen things like this happen before.
“Have you fought or angered a witch recently?”
“uh…… I don’t think so.” Gilfer says as he reaches up to scratch his head and becomes startled again as he finds thinner hair on his scalp.
“Have you violated any shrines or temples?”
“Heh…… Piik has far more than I do. Piik looks nervously at his arm trying NOT to imagine a hairless arm of a human.
“Cursed items?”
“Cursed Items?” asks Leaffa.
“Yes. Often contained within weapons or armor. Very hard to get rid of.” Sir John says as he pulls out his magical pipe.
“Hard….?” Says Gilfer in a quiet fearful tone.
“Yes. Often atonement is required. Throwing away an item is not enough. In truth, most of the cursed items out there reappear on your person the next day..”
Nervously, Gilfer reaches behind his back and pulls out the dagger that glows white. “I….I throw this at a creature and thought it lost. Then I found it in my pack the next morning.”
“Set it down on the counter….. not to me young man….shifter. On the counter. It would be safer if I don’t touch it.” He crouches down and looks at it. He blows some smoke from his pipe onto it. The smoke unnaturally hangs on the dagger then breaks up. “This is a cursed weapon. This is what has made you become a human.”
“How…. How do I get rid of it then?!?”
“There are either set ways of removing a curse or one must redeem him or herself.”
“Which is it?!?”
The bar tender and owner of the Wine Tree Tavern hesitates then breathes out smoke onto the dagger once more. “It still holds magic….. I believe it is goblinoid made….. I know someone whom can tell you. She can either tell you how to remove it or may even be able to remove it herself. She is a powerful magic user. She lives deep in the forest.”
The three Heroes of Eldeen remain quiet and look at each other as they silently agree on the next course of action.
“Give us a map.”