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<blockquote data-quote="PieAndDragon" data-source="post: 2822683" data-attributes="member: 18108"><p><strong>Waterday, 19th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>Three hours from Highkeep, Lukkar alerted us of a kenku which was watching us from among a group of rocks along the side of the road. It scurried away into a small wood and we grew alert for trouble.</p><p></p><p>At first all that confronted us was a lone tain atop a direwolf, demanding tribute for the use of the roads which he and his allies now claimed. He was heavily armed in chainmail, with shield, sling and waraxe, but Sakorat sent them both fleeing with one of his spells. Maybe it is time I learnt something of magic, if only to identify the enchantments of my foes.</p><p></p><p>After a few more minutes we were heard the sound of a spellcaster among the wood, so we responded in kind, Sakorat boosting us with powerful prayers and great confidence. As we advanced on the wood, a trio of tain on direwolves, previously hidden by magics, attacked us with slings and then unslung axes, intending more harm upon us. They were confronted by Deng, Lukkar and Zuridah, as well as the inept archery of Andruga.</p><p></p><p>As our warriors battled theirs, another group of tain, grown twice the size by magic and moving incredibly fast, attacked the rest of us, supported by the spells of another spear-carrying tain without armour, but with the many illusory apparitions common to spellcasters.</p><p></p><p>One direwolf was taken down by Lukkar's arrows, another managed to pull Deng to the ground briefly, but he struck one tain down from the floor and danced around the other wolf and rider. Zuridah caught a tain in a net, slaying mount and rider with help from the goblin and his dog.</p><p></p><p>Myself, Sakorat and Andruga were beset by more dangerous foes. The spellcaster summoned a bright, clinging dust which blinded one of the horses. Borsca wisely lead the horses out of danger, keeping them between herself and her foes. Sakorat halted over half in their tracks with his magic, calming them down. </p><p>This lasted until one of the tain threw an exploding rock among us, breaking his concentration and injuring myself and Andruga. But it gave us enough time to prepare for the tain, as I injured one which was finished off by Sakorat. We now all engaged the tain warriors, the turning point coming when Sakorat drained the enemy mage of his magical defences, allowing Lukkar to pepper him with arrows and myself to cut him down from atop my horse. The rest of the tain fell in short order to Andruga, Deng, Lukkar and Zuridah. They were worthy foes but none escaped.</p><p></p><p>The few who survived we tied up and lay across the horsesl, taking them onto Highkeep for the swift justice no doubt awaiting bandits such as they.</p><p></p><p>We stripped them of valuable equipment, to fund our future journeys.</p><p></p><p><strong>Waterday, 19th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>We reached Highkeep in good time, and were welcomed within the walls. To my eyes it looked as if they were preparing for trouble. Townsfolk were carrying their weapons, little ones were kept off the street, gates were heavily guarded.</p><p></p><p>Highkeep guards took our bandit captives from us, promising swift justice. We were ushered into an audience with Lord Eurus HighKeep, kept less than half an hour admiring his family's trophies and ancestors.</p><p></p><p>We were under very heavy guard, with several priests and wizards watching for trouble, as well as many house guard. A young man who has seen his father slain by the forces of Eastcastle, he has many responsibilities to bear.</p><p></p><p>In short order, we were told that the blade Night's Return had been stolen from the HighKeep family. The first they knew of it was when the guardian of the blade committed suicide, leaving a note that she had lapsed in her duties. This missing blade is the cause of the unrest among the night fey around Highkeep Forest.</p><p></p><p>Years ago, the night fey lords of Highkeep Forest swore binding oaths on the blade, and when it came into the hands of the Highkeep's, they forced the night fey to keep within the borders of their woodland. If memory serves correctly, they gained it from another noble family, the BlackBlades, who had failed in their duty somehow. With the blade missing, there is nothing to stop the night fey from doing as they will.</p><p></p><p>Eurus wants us to retrieve the blade, which they believe to be somewhere in Highkeep Forest. They have no ideas as to who has it, the only information they could provide was of a group of humans in contact with Cerelia, a night fey lord based a few miles into the forest along the River Pride. Whoever stole the blade also took a rod of thunder of lightning, which we can keep if we find it. The additional offer of an intelligent bastard sword called Starclap and a magical pavillion worth tens of thousands of gold pieces, sealed the deal for the Company of the Valiant Blade</p><p></p><p>There was also mention of an expedition they had sent into the forest before they knew of the theft. None returned alive but several were missing. It was possible that there are some still alive with valuable knowledge for our cause.</p><p></p><p>We are to rest this evening and sort out any details with the steward, Kazrak Rivers. Deng and Lukkar know him from previous expeditions and he answered our queries quickly. Jarant Bantuak, a Priest of the Golden Lord, will contact Deng magically at every dusk in case of problems on either side.</p><p></p><p>This is a quest important to me, as whether we succeed may affect the night fey presence north of the Harrow for generations to come. May the Green grant me strength. Some of the others have gone into the city looking for supplies and other equipment. I need to have a talk with Borsca, to determine if she is ready for this journey.</p><p></p><p><strong>Otherday, 20th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>We left early in the morning, traveling straight into the forest, following a path lead by Syndius and Lukkar. A group of night fey started to trail us soon after we entered their domain, but they gave us no trouble. Our reputation has obviously spread among them. Borsca is with us, this will be her last journey with me before she strikes out on her own. We need all the aid we can get and hers is a strong heart.</p><p></p><p>After a few hours in Highkeep Forest we reached a mass of thorns as described to us in Highkeep. At the centre was a place holy to the night fey, amongst a maze of thorns. The thorns were strenghtened by some supernatural power, taking many sword blows to cut back. Deng and Zuridah braved the thorns, but were rewarded only with jagged cuts and scratches. When someone finally did a tour of the wall, we found an pathway free from briars. Sakorat questioned the wisdom of our scouts, for not looking around from the start. He did have a point, but it is not my place to say anything on the matter.</p><p></p><p>Within the twisting pathways we found flowers which gave off weakening poisonous spores. A lone redcap accosted us, fleeing into some hidden pathway among the briars, leaving a warning not to approach further. A few minutes later the same redcap ambushed us, using a two-bladed axe of strange make. </p><p></p><p>He was a worthy opponent, taking down Deng and sorely wounding several others before he was slain by our unlikely warrior Andruga. There are few warriors who could hold their own against the entirety of the Company of the Valiant Blade, but he came very close. He used a strong poison on his blades, extracted from the bodies of the purple worm, a predator from the Deeps. Deng had no permanent injuries and we the healing power of the Green and the magics of Sakorat, we restored the party to a semblance of normality.</p><p></p><p>We found the centre of the maze without further difficulty, where a group of dancing kenku fled to the faerie world at the sight of us. In a briar cage we found Colum Prideborn, a house guardsman of the HighKeeps. The man was kept weak by poisons of the night fey, but we restored him enough that he could speak.</p><p></p><p>Colum had been part of the expedition sent by the HighKeeps to scout the forest. His group talked to a reaver named Miaska deep in Highkeep Forest. Soon after they were attacked by night fey and the reaver. Colum overheard that Lavrin had something to do with the attack and also the theft of Night's Return. She had some sort of help from HighKeep, a lizard spellcaster. Lukkar and Deng knew immediately who to suspect, which did not bode well.</p><p></p><p>Colum bears the marks of painful torture from the night fey, missing one eye and horrific burn marks. He will bear the scars on body and mind for the rest of his life. I may try to interest him in joining the followers of Sakorat should he make it through this. He would have reason to stand against the night fey.</p><p></p><p>We dug up the treasures of the redcap axeman and decided to return to Highkeep, where the traitor could be unmasked and Colum returned to his comrades.</p><p></p><p><strong>Otherday, 20th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>Late in the afternoon we returned to Highkeep, our rescued guardsman in tow. After a quick interview, the HighKeeps wasted no time, questioning and then restraining Odakota, the moej conjurer. What they uncovered was the scaled one's treachery, and the rod of thunder and lightning missing from the treasury, kept in a guarded box warded from magic. Lord Eurus agreed to let us keep the rod, as per our audience before. Sakorat was given the honour of using the rod, until such time as we sort out shares. In more peaceful times, maybe.</p><p></p><p>We decided to rest in Highkeep and continue our quest on the morrow. Lukkar went hunting maps of Highkeep Forest, but was not satisfied with what he found.</p><p></p><p><strong>Airday, 21st of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>Three hours after dawn saw us at the River Pride, which we followed into Highkeep Forest in the hope of locating a lord of the night fey. Deng's wounds were healed by the Highkeep priests before we left, and we were promised any scraps of information they could find from the moej traitor.</p><p></p><p>More kenku followed us, and Sydnius found signs of displacer beasts along our path. None disturbed us so we camped. The night fey danced near our camp again, with our salamander leader joining them, showing his dedication and focus on the task at hand.</p><p></p><p>Deng did tell us of a magical message he had received, one which made our quest even more pressing. Highkeep was under seige from the night fey.</p><p></p><p><strong>Fireday, 22nd of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>In the early hours, a host of bogans, a kind of winged goblin fey, surrounded our camp, driving the other night fey into hiding. We were met by a beautiful female in a formal dress, the night fey Cerelia we were looking for. Sakorat used his delicate tongue well, flattering her and gifting her with a silver diorama of monkeys the Company has kept for such an occasion. The bogans are her followers and servants, willing to do her bidding.</p><p></p><p>Cerelia told us of Lavrin and other goings-on in the forest. Our quarry appears to hide out with her apes, but there is no sign of Night's Return. What else she told us was of little use, but we never expected to hear what we sought from one of these twisted creatures.</p><p></p><p><strong>Evening</strong></p><p></p><p>Having survived the bogans, we chose one of our few leads, making hasty progress to reach a shrine to the Monkey God Lukkar and Deng had visited a year past. There we found a cycuri disguised as a baboon, calling herself Hajna. The older members had journeyed with her among the Towers of the Monkey Mage, and we made a bargain with her.</p><p></p><p>We traded our favour with the acolyte of the Monkey God, Tabor. In exchange we heard that Lavrin had given up Night's Return to Thrassius BlackBlade, a once-mortal faerie who guarded the ruins of Blackblade, in the centre of the forest. The sword was his once before and now he was the lord of the night fey here.</p><p></p><p>Now our quest is made simple. Take Night's Return from Thrassius.</p><p></p><p><strong>Earthday, 23rd of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER</strong></p><p></p><p>A night fey lord tried to turn us aside from our quest, sending two bogans to lead us to his court, bribing us with trinkets. The spriggan Idomeneus was impressive in his bejewelled armour, medusa consort and court, but could not turn us aside with mere threats and gifts. We left without wasting more words with the night fey.</p><p></p><p><strong>Midday</strong></p><p></p><p>Favour has not found us this day, for I have lost what I hold most dear. A forest dragon attacked us, most likely a minion of Idomeneus. It used illusions of medusas and treants to test our magics and waste our strength. It followed up with gouts of acidic gas and sapping magics, out-moving us as it could ignore the roots and thorns of the undergrowth around to strike where it wished. </p><p></p><p>To my shame I succumbed to it's mystical fear, returning to find my daughter dead and the dragon beaten off by the others. The price for our quest is high. May Borsca's shade find peace and a better path in her next life. May the Green guard and nurture her. Her death will be avenged, one way or another.</p><p></p><p><strong>End of Session Nineteen</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PieAndDragon, post: 2822683, member: 18108"] [B]Waterday, 19th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] Three hours from Highkeep, Lukkar alerted us of a kenku which was watching us from among a group of rocks along the side of the road. It scurried away into a small wood and we grew alert for trouble. At first all that confronted us was a lone tain atop a direwolf, demanding tribute for the use of the roads which he and his allies now claimed. He was heavily armed in chainmail, with shield, sling and waraxe, but Sakorat sent them both fleeing with one of his spells. Maybe it is time I learnt something of magic, if only to identify the enchantments of my foes. After a few more minutes we were heard the sound of a spellcaster among the wood, so we responded in kind, Sakorat boosting us with powerful prayers and great confidence. As we advanced on the wood, a trio of tain on direwolves, previously hidden by magics, attacked us with slings and then unslung axes, intending more harm upon us. They were confronted by Deng, Lukkar and Zuridah, as well as the inept archery of Andruga. As our warriors battled theirs, another group of tain, grown twice the size by magic and moving incredibly fast, attacked the rest of us, supported by the spells of another spear-carrying tain without armour, but with the many illusory apparitions common to spellcasters. One direwolf was taken down by Lukkar's arrows, another managed to pull Deng to the ground briefly, but he struck one tain down from the floor and danced around the other wolf and rider. Zuridah caught a tain in a net, slaying mount and rider with help from the goblin and his dog. Myself, Sakorat and Andruga were beset by more dangerous foes. The spellcaster summoned a bright, clinging dust which blinded one of the horses. Borsca wisely lead the horses out of danger, keeping them between herself and her foes. Sakorat halted over half in their tracks with his magic, calming them down. This lasted until one of the tain threw an exploding rock among us, breaking his concentration and injuring myself and Andruga. But it gave us enough time to prepare for the tain, as I injured one which was finished off by Sakorat. We now all engaged the tain warriors, the turning point coming when Sakorat drained the enemy mage of his magical defences, allowing Lukkar to pepper him with arrows and myself to cut him down from atop my horse. The rest of the tain fell in short order to Andruga, Deng, Lukkar and Zuridah. They were worthy foes but none escaped. The few who survived we tied up and lay across the horsesl, taking them onto Highkeep for the swift justice no doubt awaiting bandits such as they. We stripped them of valuable equipment, to fund our future journeys. [B]Waterday, 19th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] We reached Highkeep in good time, and were welcomed within the walls. To my eyes it looked as if they were preparing for trouble. Townsfolk were carrying their weapons, little ones were kept off the street, gates were heavily guarded. Highkeep guards took our bandit captives from us, promising swift justice. We were ushered into an audience with Lord Eurus HighKeep, kept less than half an hour admiring his family's trophies and ancestors. We were under very heavy guard, with several priests and wizards watching for trouble, as well as many house guard. A young man who has seen his father slain by the forces of Eastcastle, he has many responsibilities to bear. In short order, we were told that the blade Night's Return had been stolen from the HighKeep family. The first they knew of it was when the guardian of the blade committed suicide, leaving a note that she had lapsed in her duties. This missing blade is the cause of the unrest among the night fey around Highkeep Forest. Years ago, the night fey lords of Highkeep Forest swore binding oaths on the blade, and when it came into the hands of the Highkeep's, they forced the night fey to keep within the borders of their woodland. If memory serves correctly, they gained it from another noble family, the BlackBlades, who had failed in their duty somehow. With the blade missing, there is nothing to stop the night fey from doing as they will. Eurus wants us to retrieve the blade, which they believe to be somewhere in Highkeep Forest. They have no ideas as to who has it, the only information they could provide was of a group of humans in contact with Cerelia, a night fey lord based a few miles into the forest along the River Pride. Whoever stole the blade also took a rod of thunder of lightning, which we can keep if we find it. The additional offer of an intelligent bastard sword called Starclap and a magical pavillion worth tens of thousands of gold pieces, sealed the deal for the Company of the Valiant Blade There was also mention of an expedition they had sent into the forest before they knew of the theft. None returned alive but several were missing. It was possible that there are some still alive with valuable knowledge for our cause. We are to rest this evening and sort out any details with the steward, Kazrak Rivers. Deng and Lukkar know him from previous expeditions and he answered our queries quickly. Jarant Bantuak, a Priest of the Golden Lord, will contact Deng magically at every dusk in case of problems on either side. This is a quest important to me, as whether we succeed may affect the night fey presence north of the Harrow for generations to come. May the Green grant me strength. Some of the others have gone into the city looking for supplies and other equipment. I need to have a talk with Borsca, to determine if she is ready for this journey. [B]Otherday, 20th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] We left early in the morning, traveling straight into the forest, following a path lead by Syndius and Lukkar. A group of night fey started to trail us soon after we entered their domain, but they gave us no trouble. Our reputation has obviously spread among them. Borsca is with us, this will be her last journey with me before she strikes out on her own. We need all the aid we can get and hers is a strong heart. After a few hours in Highkeep Forest we reached a mass of thorns as described to us in Highkeep. At the centre was a place holy to the night fey, amongst a maze of thorns. The thorns were strenghtened by some supernatural power, taking many sword blows to cut back. Deng and Zuridah braved the thorns, but were rewarded only with jagged cuts and scratches. When someone finally did a tour of the wall, we found an pathway free from briars. Sakorat questioned the wisdom of our scouts, for not looking around from the start. He did have a point, but it is not my place to say anything on the matter. Within the twisting pathways we found flowers which gave off weakening poisonous spores. A lone redcap accosted us, fleeing into some hidden pathway among the briars, leaving a warning not to approach further. A few minutes later the same redcap ambushed us, using a two-bladed axe of strange make. He was a worthy opponent, taking down Deng and sorely wounding several others before he was slain by our unlikely warrior Andruga. There are few warriors who could hold their own against the entirety of the Company of the Valiant Blade, but he came very close. He used a strong poison on his blades, extracted from the bodies of the purple worm, a predator from the Deeps. Deng had no permanent injuries and we the healing power of the Green and the magics of Sakorat, we restored the party to a semblance of normality. We found the centre of the maze without further difficulty, where a group of dancing kenku fled to the faerie world at the sight of us. In a briar cage we found Colum Prideborn, a house guardsman of the HighKeeps. The man was kept weak by poisons of the night fey, but we restored him enough that he could speak. Colum had been part of the expedition sent by the HighKeeps to scout the forest. His group talked to a reaver named Miaska deep in Highkeep Forest. Soon after they were attacked by night fey and the reaver. Colum overheard that Lavrin had something to do with the attack and also the theft of Night's Return. She had some sort of help from HighKeep, a lizard spellcaster. Lukkar and Deng knew immediately who to suspect, which did not bode well. Colum bears the marks of painful torture from the night fey, missing one eye and horrific burn marks. He will bear the scars on body and mind for the rest of his life. I may try to interest him in joining the followers of Sakorat should he make it through this. He would have reason to stand against the night fey. We dug up the treasures of the redcap axeman and decided to return to Highkeep, where the traitor could be unmasked and Colum returned to his comrades. [B]Otherday, 20th of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] Late in the afternoon we returned to Highkeep, our rescued guardsman in tow. After a quick interview, the HighKeeps wasted no time, questioning and then restraining Odakota, the moej conjurer. What they uncovered was the scaled one's treachery, and the rod of thunder and lightning missing from the treasury, kept in a guarded box warded from magic. Lord Eurus agreed to let us keep the rod, as per our audience before. Sakorat was given the honour of using the rod, until such time as we sort out shares. In more peaceful times, maybe. We decided to rest in Highkeep and continue our quest on the morrow. Lukkar went hunting maps of Highkeep Forest, but was not satisfied with what he found. [B]Airday, 21st of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] Three hours after dawn saw us at the River Pride, which we followed into Highkeep Forest in the hope of locating a lord of the night fey. Deng's wounds were healed by the Highkeep priests before we left, and we were promised any scraps of information they could find from the moej traitor. More kenku followed us, and Sydnius found signs of displacer beasts along our path. None disturbed us so we camped. The night fey danced near our camp again, with our salamander leader joining them, showing his dedication and focus on the task at hand. Deng did tell us of a magical message he had received, one which made our quest even more pressing. Highkeep was under seige from the night fey. [B]Fireday, 22nd of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] In the early hours, a host of bogans, a kind of winged goblin fey, surrounded our camp, driving the other night fey into hiding. We were met by a beautiful female in a formal dress, the night fey Cerelia we were looking for. Sakorat used his delicate tongue well, flattering her and gifting her with a silver diorama of monkeys the Company has kept for such an occasion. The bogans are her followers and servants, willing to do her bidding. Cerelia told us of Lavrin and other goings-on in the forest. Our quarry appears to hide out with her apes, but there is no sign of Night's Return. What else she told us was of little use, but we never expected to hear what we sought from one of these twisted creatures. [B]Evening[/B] Having survived the bogans, we chose one of our few leads, making hasty progress to reach a shrine to the Monkey God Lukkar and Deng had visited a year past. There we found a cycuri disguised as a baboon, calling herself Hajna. The older members had journeyed with her among the Towers of the Monkey Mage, and we made a bargain with her. We traded our favour with the acolyte of the Monkey God, Tabor. In exchange we heard that Lavrin had given up Night's Return to Thrassius BlackBlade, a once-mortal faerie who guarded the ruins of Blackblade, in the centre of the forest. The sword was his once before and now he was the lord of the night fey here. Now our quest is made simple. Take Night's Return from Thrassius. [B]Earthday, 23rd of Twelthmonth, 1533 ER[/B] A night fey lord tried to turn us aside from our quest, sending two bogans to lead us to his court, bribing us with trinkets. The spriggan Idomeneus was impressive in his bejewelled armour, medusa consort and court, but could not turn us aside with mere threats and gifts. We left without wasting more words with the night fey. [B]Midday[/B] Favour has not found us this day, for I have lost what I hold most dear. A forest dragon attacked us, most likely a minion of Idomeneus. It used illusions of medusas and treants to test our magics and waste our strength. It followed up with gouts of acidic gas and sapping magics, out-moving us as it could ignore the roots and thorns of the undergrowth around to strike where it wished. To my shame I succumbed to it's mystical fear, returning to find my daughter dead and the dragon beaten off by the others. The price for our quest is high. May Borsca's shade find peace and a better path in her next life. May the Green guard and nurture her. Her death will be avenged, one way or another. [B]End of Session Nineteen[/B] [/QUOTE]
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