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<blockquote data-quote="Hrothgar" data-source="post: 3643504" data-attributes="member: 22226"><p><span style="color: Cyan"><em>The young Erenlander woman is resourceful. And dangerous. Her arcane knowledge is powerful already, but she seems destined for some fate. Or fall. As long as she lives, the Heroes of Caft will strive forward. And what about the Giant? The Northman who walks with Wolves? Two Northmen that remind me of the Northmen of ages past. The Erenlander should be considered the pride of Erenland. Or the fool? Who would dare stand defenseless against an ogre? Insane? Don't confuse foolhardy with bravery. And the gnome. A small bird that circles the heart of the wood, darting and diving, but ever watchful. An ally that this band has not fully tapped. The Erunsil. He makes me fear for our future. A beast, I would say. Is he the future of all Erunsil? The Caransil? Is he the future of our culture? I must concentrate on my task, but I am grateful, and proud, that we have such allies as these. </em></span> Turning his gaze from the Heroes sprawled out under the giant maudrial, the Elf Enwe continues searching for the Herbs needed by Kaela.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: The Elves can find the same amount of herbs as given a successful check by Kaela.</span></p><p></p><p>As the Heroes prepare for the journey south, Cullenwe converses with Herger. Both stand among the bodies of the slain Shadow warriors, and Cullenwe speaks in hushed tones. Kneeling over a slain oruk, Cullenwe stands to inspect the bloodied black breastplate that Herger carries. <span style="color: DarkOrange">The taint of Shadow is everywhere, Giant. Sadly, I sense it even here. </span> Cullenwe taps Herger's chest, right over his heart. <span style="color: DarkOrange">This quest. This war. This life. Everything we are now and will be is driven by Shadow. How can we not carry its taint? </span> His nose rankles at the breastplate. <span style="color: DarkOrange">Except for the body odor of an unwashed oruk, this metal contains no more Shadow taint than you carry my large friend.</span></p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Herger gains a breatplate appropriate for his size. If Starhl wants, he can get one from the orcs.</span></p><p></p><p>With a quick farewell to the Elves, the Heroes set out south in the late afternoon. The Fey forest of Erethor is surreal in its beauty. Massive oaks and maudrials tower over the Heroes as they pass quickly under their boughs. The terrain is uneven, passing over forested hills and down into stream-kissed vales. Ladriel, despite her small size and frail look, sets a running pace through the forest that leaves the short legs of Mardo aching and the massive lungs of Herger burning. As the forest grows dark, Ladriel does not stop, but her pace slows to avoid the risk of falling, especially for the humans in the group. Deep in the night, she pauses for a few hours to allow a small amount of rest. With the break of light, Ladriel sets off again. Despite the pain of the journey, the Heroes are heartened by the sight of the wolf loping through the forest, first on one side than the other of the Heroes' path. At times, the wolf walks high on the ridges above the Heroes, sometimes below the Heroes, deep in the vales. <span style="color: DarkOrange"> He makes the way for us.</span> Ladriel speaks as the Heroes follow. <span style="color: DarkOrange">We pass through places that even Elves are not always welcome. As beautiful as this forest is, it is just as deadly.</span></p><p></p><p>Ladriel pushes the pace at times, slowing to a walk at others to allow the Heroes to regain their strength. At late afternoon, as the suns rays make the green canopy far above glow crimson, Ladriel pauses. <span style="color: DarkOrange">I cannot hear the Whisper anymore</span>, she says, fear and dread in her voice. A dead quiet seems to hang in the air here, no wind, no birds, no insect sounds, not even the rustle of a leaf. <span style="color: DarkOrange">The forest is watching us, but it will not speak to me. Walk carefully my friends. Some evil is at work here. </span> The Heroes feel an oppression and malice wash over them, making each step heavy and leaden. Their very movements seeming to echo in the forest.</p><p></p><p>Ahead, the silence of the forest is broken by wild thrashing, as if the branches of a tree were shaken wildly. Within a few moments, the thrashing stops, followed by the faint sound of weeping...</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Everyone takes 3 points of nonlethal damage from the forced march.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hrothgar, post: 3643504, member: 22226"] [COLOR=Cyan][I]The young Erenlander woman is resourceful. And dangerous. Her arcane knowledge is powerful already, but she seems destined for some fate. Or fall. As long as she lives, the Heroes of Caft will strive forward. And what about the Giant? The Northman who walks with Wolves? Two Northmen that remind me of the Northmen of ages past. The Erenlander should be considered the pride of Erenland. Or the fool? Who would dare stand defenseless against an ogre? Insane? Don't confuse foolhardy with bravery. And the gnome. A small bird that circles the heart of the wood, darting and diving, but ever watchful. An ally that this band has not fully tapped. The Erunsil. He makes me fear for our future. A beast, I would say. Is he the future of all Erunsil? The Caransil? Is he the future of our culture? I must concentrate on my task, but I am grateful, and proud, that we have such allies as these. [/I][/COLOR] Turning his gaze from the Heroes sprawled out under the giant maudrial, the Elf Enwe continues searching for the Herbs needed by Kaela. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: The Elves can find the same amount of herbs as given a successful check by Kaela.[/COLOR] As the Heroes prepare for the journey south, Cullenwe converses with Herger. Both stand among the bodies of the slain Shadow warriors, and Cullenwe speaks in hushed tones. Kneeling over a slain oruk, Cullenwe stands to inspect the bloodied black breastplate that Herger carries. [COLOR=DarkOrange]The taint of Shadow is everywhere, Giant. Sadly, I sense it even here. [/COLOR] Cullenwe taps Herger's chest, right over his heart. [COLOR=DarkOrange]This quest. This war. This life. Everything we are now and will be is driven by Shadow. How can we not carry its taint? [/COLOR] His nose rankles at the breastplate. [COLOR=DarkOrange]Except for the body odor of an unwashed oruk, this metal contains no more Shadow taint than you carry my large friend.[/COLOR] [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Herger gains a breatplate appropriate for his size. If Starhl wants, he can get one from the orcs.[/COLOR] With a quick farewell to the Elves, the Heroes set out south in the late afternoon. The Fey forest of Erethor is surreal in its beauty. Massive oaks and maudrials tower over the Heroes as they pass quickly under their boughs. The terrain is uneven, passing over forested hills and down into stream-kissed vales. Ladriel, despite her small size and frail look, sets a running pace through the forest that leaves the short legs of Mardo aching and the massive lungs of Herger burning. As the forest grows dark, Ladriel does not stop, but her pace slows to avoid the risk of falling, especially for the humans in the group. Deep in the night, she pauses for a few hours to allow a small amount of rest. With the break of light, Ladriel sets off again. Despite the pain of the journey, the Heroes are heartened by the sight of the wolf loping through the forest, first on one side than the other of the Heroes' path. At times, the wolf walks high on the ridges above the Heroes, sometimes below the Heroes, deep in the vales. [COLOR=DarkOrange] He makes the way for us.[/COLOR] Ladriel speaks as the Heroes follow. [COLOR=DarkOrange]We pass through places that even Elves are not always welcome. As beautiful as this forest is, it is just as deadly.[/COLOR] Ladriel pushes the pace at times, slowing to a walk at others to allow the Heroes to regain their strength. At late afternoon, as the suns rays make the green canopy far above glow crimson, Ladriel pauses. [COLOR=DarkOrange]I cannot hear the Whisper anymore[/COLOR], she says, fear and dread in her voice. A dead quiet seems to hang in the air here, no wind, no birds, no insect sounds, not even the rustle of a leaf. [COLOR=DarkOrange]The forest is watching us, but it will not speak to me. Walk carefully my friends. Some evil is at work here. [/COLOR] The Heroes feel an oppression and malice wash over them, making each step heavy and leaden. Their very movements seeming to echo in the forest. Ahead, the silence of the forest is broken by wild thrashing, as if the branches of a tree were shaken wildly. Within a few moments, the thrashing stops, followed by the faint sound of weeping... [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Everyone takes 3 points of nonlethal damage from the forced march.[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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