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<blockquote data-quote="steeldragons" data-source="post: 5379630" data-attributes="member: 92511"><p>The party huddled on a mostly dry patch a short way into the trees from the beach. They could easily keep a watch on the boat. Through the stormy evening and into the night they kept a cautious watch, but the crabs did not return. Shortly passed midnight, the storm had ceased and the sky was alight with the stars of the late summer.</p><p> </p><p> Morning came without incident and the group ate a quick breakfast of eggs (hastily retrieved from the supplies still on the ship) and some salt bacon Haelan had picked up in Shoal. Alaria studied her spellbook apart from the others, not listening or interested in their casual conversation. She sipped the spiced R’Hathi blended tea from a simple wooden cup Haelan had brought her. The sounds of sea birds echoed clear through the brightening morning air.</p><p> </p><p> Alaria finished her morning’s study, she closed the book with a thud. “Ok, let’s get going.” She turned to Trihna, “Where do we begin, Trihna? Tidemaster Kama said you could find the pearl.”</p><p> </p><p> The Tyrisian cleric stood silently and from one of the pouches on her belt drew a small orb of glass or crystal. “When we are closer, I have a spell that shall direct us, but for now, this should do.” Trihna held the orb aloft, and pointed it at their boat.</p><p> </p><p> Alaria and Haelan moved closer to get a better look at the obviously magical item. The orb seemed about half filled with a clear liquid. Water, Alaria supposed. Then slowly, Waverider Trihna turned clockwise. As she moved toward the north, the orb began to emit a soft blue light. The light grew stronger as she faced directly north and then quickly began to fade as she continued to turn toward the east. When she moved it back toward the north, the intensity of the light returned.</p><p> </p><p> She put the orb back in its pouch. “That way.” Trihna pointed north.</p><p> </p><p> The group gathered up their supplies, enough for the day and began marching north. The woods were vibrant and green. Sounds of animals and birds squaked or scurried through the underbrush from time to time. They kept the beach on their left as much as they could, but the land soon began to rise and take view of the Whitegull Bay and the mainland beyond became less frequent between the thick foliage.</p><p> </p><p> By midday, the group was very tired from the late summer heat and humidity. Alaria, in particular, was extremely uncomfortable. Braddok and Haelan were both drenched by sweat in their chainmail shirts, but Coerraine also bore partial plating on his armor. The young knight, though in obvious discomfort, did not murmur a word of complaint. </p><p> </p><p> “If I may.” offered Trihna. After a short prayer to the sea goddess, Trihna rested her hand on each armored party member. Her touch was like a breeze from the sea, itself. Immediately, Haelan, Braddok and Coerraine felt much cooler and refreshed.</p><p> </p><p> Alaria took a draught of her waterskin with the Pure Water given to them by Tidemaster Kama. This took the edge off the heat for her. Duor, Erevan, then everyone else did the same.</p><p> </p><p> Shortly after, they came to an open glade where they decided to break for lunch. They kept to what little relief the shade at the edge of the clearing could provide. From the break in the trees, the group could see two high steep mountains each curved inward towards the other. They were lush and green on their outer sides. The inner parts were more sparcely vegetated. Not so tall as to rise above a treeline, they were mountains nonetheless. Duor commented on the curious formations, “Dragon bones, giant crabs and curvy mountains. This place just gets weirder.” The dwarf paused. “Let’s just find this pearl and get outta here.” </p><p> </p><p> After some fruit, cheese, the golden bread made by Dartha, and much more Pure Water, the party felt rejuvenated. Trihna took out her orb again and found they still needed to head north almost directly towards the space between the two mountains.</p><p> </p><p> The party had continued on about an hour when Haelan noticed several large birds winding lazily through the afternoon sky high above and before them. He pointed them out to the others.</p><p> </p><p> “Erevan, can your elvish eyes make out what kinds of birds those are?” the halfling priest asked.</p><p> </p><p> Coerraine and Alaria shielded their eyes from the sun to try to identify the birds, but they were just silhouettes to the humans’ eyes. Erevan glanced up.</p><p> </p><p> “What do you see, point-ear?” Duor asked tentatively.</p><p> </p><p> “They appear to be akin to the great tumicyr <em><elvish: carrion birds, literally “birds of death”></em> of the mountains. Like your…’buz-sards’, you call them?” Then Erevan’s head tilted ever so slightly. His right eyebrow rose.</p><p> </p><p> Duor had spent enough time with the elf to realize that the “eyebrow-thing” was not a good sign.</p><p> </p><p> “We should find cover.” Erevan said plainly.</p><p> </p><p> Then there was the screech. Everyone covered their ears against the horrid shriek, but the sound bombarded the mind through gauntlet and glove. It wasn’t until too late they realized it had come from behind them.</p><p> </p><p> Braddok, Trihna and Erevan dropped to their knees from the pain of the sonic attack. Duor reeled to see the creature diving at them. The dwarf rogue half-fell half-dove into some bushes.</p><p> </p><p> Alaria turned to see the talons tear into Haelan’s mailed shoulders. The halfling screamed in pain. The almost human-sized bird was no bird at all, but had the upper body of a beautiful woman with golden hair, dirty gold and brown feathered wings tipped in black and huge black curved talons like an eagle’s. She glared at Alaria with a taunting smile before opening her mouth wide to let cry another of her shrieking calls. This one was different than the first.</p><p> </p><p> Haelan, stunned by the initial attack, put up no resistance as the harpy flapped her massive wings and with very little effort, lifted the halfling from the ground and headed west.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="steeldragons, post: 5379630, member: 92511"] The party huddled on a mostly dry patch a short way into the trees from the beach. They could easily keep a watch on the boat. Through the stormy evening and into the night they kept a cautious watch, but the crabs did not return. Shortly passed midnight, the storm had ceased and the sky was alight with the stars of the late summer. Morning came without incident and the group ate a quick breakfast of eggs (hastily retrieved from the supplies still on the ship) and some salt bacon Haelan had picked up in Shoal. Alaria studied her spellbook apart from the others, not listening or interested in their casual conversation. She sipped the spiced R’Hathi blended tea from a simple wooden cup Haelan had brought her. The sounds of sea birds echoed clear through the brightening morning air. Alaria finished her morning’s study, she closed the book with a thud. “Ok, let’s get going.” She turned to Trihna, “Where do we begin, Trihna? Tidemaster Kama said you could find the pearl.” The Tyrisian cleric stood silently and from one of the pouches on her belt drew a small orb of glass or crystal. “When we are closer, I have a spell that shall direct us, but for now, this should do.” Trihna held the orb aloft, and pointed it at their boat. Alaria and Haelan moved closer to get a better look at the obviously magical item. The orb seemed about half filled with a clear liquid. Water, Alaria supposed. Then slowly, Waverider Trihna turned clockwise. As she moved toward the north, the orb began to emit a soft blue light. The light grew stronger as she faced directly north and then quickly began to fade as she continued to turn toward the east. When she moved it back toward the north, the intensity of the light returned. She put the orb back in its pouch. “That way.” Trihna pointed north. The group gathered up their supplies, enough for the day and began marching north. The woods were vibrant and green. Sounds of animals and birds squaked or scurried through the underbrush from time to time. They kept the beach on their left as much as they could, but the land soon began to rise and take view of the Whitegull Bay and the mainland beyond became less frequent between the thick foliage. By midday, the group was very tired from the late summer heat and humidity. Alaria, in particular, was extremely uncomfortable. Braddok and Haelan were both drenched by sweat in their chainmail shirts, but Coerraine also bore partial plating on his armor. The young knight, though in obvious discomfort, did not murmur a word of complaint. “If I may.” offered Trihna. After a short prayer to the sea goddess, Trihna rested her hand on each armored party member. Her touch was like a breeze from the sea, itself. Immediately, Haelan, Braddok and Coerraine felt much cooler and refreshed. Alaria took a draught of her waterskin with the Pure Water given to them by Tidemaster Kama. This took the edge off the heat for her. Duor, Erevan, then everyone else did the same. Shortly after, they came to an open glade where they decided to break for lunch. They kept to what little relief the shade at the edge of the clearing could provide. From the break in the trees, the group could see two high steep mountains each curved inward towards the other. They were lush and green on their outer sides. The inner parts were more sparcely vegetated. Not so tall as to rise above a treeline, they were mountains nonetheless. Duor commented on the curious formations, “Dragon bones, giant crabs and curvy mountains. This place just gets weirder.” The dwarf paused. “Let’s just find this pearl and get outta here.” After some fruit, cheese, the golden bread made by Dartha, and much more Pure Water, the party felt rejuvenated. Trihna took out her orb again and found they still needed to head north almost directly towards the space between the two mountains. The party had continued on about an hour when Haelan noticed several large birds winding lazily through the afternoon sky high above and before them. He pointed them out to the others. “Erevan, can your elvish eyes make out what kinds of birds those are?” the halfling priest asked. Coerraine and Alaria shielded their eyes from the sun to try to identify the birds, but they were just silhouettes to the humans’ eyes. Erevan glanced up. “What do you see, point-ear?” Duor asked tentatively. “They appear to be akin to the great tumicyr [I]<elvish: carrion birds, literally “birds of death”>[/I] of the mountains. Like your…’buz-sards’, you call them?” Then Erevan’s head tilted ever so slightly. His right eyebrow rose. Duor had spent enough time with the elf to realize that the “eyebrow-thing” was not a good sign. “We should find cover.” Erevan said plainly. Then there was the screech. Everyone covered their ears against the horrid shriek, but the sound bombarded the mind through gauntlet and glove. It wasn’t until too late they realized it had come from behind them. Braddok, Trihna and Erevan dropped to their knees from the pain of the sonic attack. Duor reeled to see the creature diving at them. The dwarf rogue half-fell half-dove into some bushes. Alaria turned to see the talons tear into Haelan’s mailed shoulders. The halfling screamed in pain. The almost human-sized bird was no bird at all, but had the upper body of a beautiful woman with golden hair, dirty gold and brown feathered wings tipped in black and huge black curved talons like an eagle’s. She glared at Alaria with a taunting smile before opening her mouth wide to let cry another of her shrieking calls. This one was different than the first. Haelan, stunned by the initial attack, put up no resistance as the harpy flapped her massive wings and with very little effort, lifted the halfling from the ground and headed west. [/QUOTE]
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