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<blockquote data-quote="RangerWickett" data-source="post: 638" data-attributes="member: 63"><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>Chapter Eight:</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>The Sun Crosses the Sky</strong></span></p><p></p><p>[meta: Please bear with me. This post isn’t too full of action, but it provided a lot of information for the party that’ll be vital to understanding the story ahead. This is why I’ve been less than enthused about writing this chapter, since it’s pretty slow.]</p><p></p><p>Traveling through the Thornwood is difficult. As Allar leads Bhurisrava, Harley, James, and Roth through the forest to find the Druid Oleane, they have to sporadically stop and help someone get unentangled from the thorny bushes and branches that fill the woods. As they walk, Allar answers Harley’s questions about him and about the Haranshire. </p><p></p><p>Her first question is about Allar’s black scimitar, a highly magical weapon that seems somehow familiar to her. The metal of the blade is jet black, with deep purple wrapping on the hilt and black pearls on the tips of the crossguard, but most surprising is the bright gleam along the blade’s edge. The cutting edge of the scimitar is a finely serrated line of diamonds.</p><p></p><p>Allar tells her that he found the scimitar in the treasure horde of a shadow Dragon he and his friends defeated. He had lost his own weapon when he pulled the blade from where it was imbedded in the scales of the Dragon, and it with it he had managed to behead the beast and save their whole group. </p><p></p><p>Bhurisrava, a bit dubious that a scimitar could behead a Dragon, hints casually that Allar’s making it up. To prove his point, Allar holds the blade up vertically, and as they pass beneath several low hanging branches the blade cuts them like a hot knife through butter, without Allar having to apply anything more than weak pressure. The half-Elf ranger states that he could cut down trees with the blade if he needed to, but Oleane probably wouldn’t approve.</p><p></p><p>At Oleane’s name, James laughs aloud, as always.</p><p></p><p>Allar continues with his story, saying how he later found out that the scimitar, named <em>Shaalguenyaver</em>, last belonged to a Tundanesti Elvish prince, Dentalles. Allar, himself <em>half</em>-Tundanesti, doesn’t feel worthy of owning a weapon that had such a distinguished history, but over the years he has helped the Tundanesti Elves often enough that they consider him the new rightful owner of the sword, and have stopped asking to have it back.</p><p></p><p>Then, to better get to know the layout of the Haranshire, Harley asks about the area. The Innenlesti Phuurst, forest home of the Innenlesti Elves like Bhurisrava, borders the area to the north. To the east are the foothills of the Tunda Mountains, where Imperial builders are constructing a road that will become a trade route through the mountains. The Thornwood and the Shreiken Mire make the southern border fairly difficult to pass, so the only real trade is from the west or (occasionally) from the Elves to the north. The only other big landforms of note are the Great Rock Dale to the north, which has enough caves and crags to hold a few thousand Orcs and Goblins, and the Eelhold, a dam to the northwest where a friendly tribe of Goblins live and fish on eels. Oddly, Allar doesn’t know why a dam was built there, because no one but the Goblins can stomach to eat the eels in the lake, but there must be something odd about it because a powerful water elemental lives in and stays in it all the time. Allar and his friends helped settle the Goblins there; they’d previously been a thorn in the side of the people of the Haranshire, but they found the Eelhold a nice place to live. </p><p></p><p>They ask then about Allar’s friends, his old adventuring companions. They already know about his wife, Lacy, who stands over six and a half feet tall, a foot taller than her husband. Lacy’s a priestess of Meliska, the Elvish goddess of healing and life. She’s currently away in the Tundarasne Phuurst, the home forest of the Tundanesti Elves, trying to make sure the Elves there don’t go to war with neighboring humans.</p><p></p><p>Allar’s other friends include David Waryeye (a gnome wizard who’s currently lecturing at a wizard’s school in Tennas), Babb the Bold (a minotaur warrior who’s out tracking down rumors about his long-lost uncle), and-</p><p></p><p>Suddenly Oleane emerges from the trees ahead of them, her eyes wide like a startled deer. Allar stops in midsentence, then tells the others not to act threatening, since Oleane is quick to anger. </p><p></p><p>The guys in the group are too busy staring to think about acting threatening. Though the Thornwood is hell on normal travelers, with all the plantlife snagging people, Oleane is a Druid and thus at home in the woods, not needing to worry about thorns tearing her skin. For that reason, she wears no clothes except for a few furs to make sure certain parts of her body don’t burn in the sun. She’s very shapely and voluptuous, just ugly because of how dirty she is. Roth doesn’t seem to mind the dirt, and stares shamelessly. The Druid is only wearing two pieces of bear fur—one over her shoulders and breasts, and the other around her butt—plus a small shoulder-strung bag that looks like it’s filled with food. Even Harley does a little staring, more in shock than anything else.</p><p></p><p>Allar talks to Oleane in Innenlesti Elvish, which only James and Bhurisrava can understand. The four of them discuss what Oleane knows about the intruders in her woods, leaving Roth and Harley to shrug and look around at the little animals that seem to follow Oleane everywhere. After a moment, Oleane switches to muttering, nervous Lyceian, which she apparently doesn’t speak very often. In the conversation, they learn that Oleane knows there are people in the woods, and that she occasionally sees groups of men traveling around, but she hasn’t worried enough to start following them around. Though she doesn’t particularly care about, or perhaps doesn’t understand, the danger the Book of Darlakanand represents, she agrees for Allar’s sake to send some animals out to find out where the men are staying.</p><p></p><p>They thank Oleane, and she leaves quickly, whispering as she goes to Allar (which Bhur overhears) that Crisenthia is in her grove, and shouldn’t be disturbed. Oleane heads off, and as the group heads to Harlaton to check on Harley, James, and Bhur’s horses, Bhurisrava asks who Crisenthia is. Allar says he’s never met her, and just knows that she’s some forest spirit Oleane spends a lot of time with, and that Oleane is very protective of Crisenthia’s privacy and safety.</p><p></p><p>It’s nearing night by the time they cut their way through the brush and out to the other side of the Thornwood, coming out near Harlaton, where Harley, James, and Bhur were sleeping the night Death, the Illithid creature, attacked them. They arrive and find out that the horses were disposed of, and that the innkeeper/shopkeeper/blacksmith wants to be paid for the trouble. Allar assures the man that the creature that killed the horses was slain, and pays the man generously for not making a big deal about the strange goings on.</p><p></p><p>From Harlaton they travel north a short jaunt to Milbourne, where they get rooms for the night at the Baron of Mutton. They find out to their relief that both Jenneleth (Tauster’s apprentice “Jenny”) and Nikal made it to Milbourne safely, and that a local healer tended to Jenneleth’s wounds. Though frustrated that their searching has not yet been successful, Allar tells them all to get some sleep. Bhurisrava mutters that he doesn’t need to put up with being ordered around, but Harley tries to convince him that they’re safer with Allar, and if nothing else she and James need the money to pay Harlan for the horses that were slaughtered by Death. And Harley blames Bhurisrava for calling out Death in the first place.</p><p></p><p>Before going to bed for the night, Roth gets drunk, and in a fit of drunken lucidity says that it’s weird that Death was able to kill their horses in Harlaton, then jump halfway across the Haranshire to attack Nikal and Jenneleth. Pondering that, they go to sleep.</p><p></p><p>The next day Jenneleth brings them to the local temple to Meliska, where a priest healed her. Jenneleth is in her early thirties, about to get married to the town’s smithy in two weeks (on Easter), and is a fairly attractive green-eyed woman with the same light brown hair everyone in the Haranshire seems to have. She’s a fairly skilled wizardress, but only really learned it as a lark, and as a method to avoid being ‘just’ a housewife.</p><p></p><p>At the temple they talk to the secondary priest, since the head priest, Lafayer, is at the bridge construction in the east, there to perform a blessing ritual on the bridge. The priest they speak with doesn’t know anything about any thieves, except that a Dwarf who lives in town has been worrying about his nephew, who has apparently gone missing. The Dwarf, named Old Grizzler, thinks that his nephew was waylaid by bandits while traveling from the mountains to the east to visit him. Harley says to pass on her condolences, but the matter doesn’t really concern them. Bhurisrava, however, stays in the temple and tries to convince the priest to convert to Christianity, but has no real arguments except that it’s the only good thing to do. The Meliskan priest calmly declines.</p><p></p><p>By the way, the holy symbol for Meliska is an eclipsed sun, and in full illuminations the light from the eclipsed sun is usually illuminating an evergreen tree surrounded by darkness.</p><p></p><p>They bid goodbye to Jenneleth for now (and leave Nikal in the tavern), since Allar wants them to head back to Thurmaster. They set off early in the morning, and a general complaint arises among Bhur, Harley, and James that in the span of four days they’ve crossed the Haranshire twice in each direction. Allar apologizes, but says that he really needs to keep them around in case they spot any of the thieves. Tauster was the only other person to get a good look at the thieves, and the old man has poor eyesight, so the four of them are his only way to know for certain who was responsible for the theft of the Book of Darlakanand. Of course, since Allar is offering to pay them one hundred Lyceian gold pieces each (about the equivalent of ten thousand dollars) for a job that might just last another day or two, they decide not to complain too much. At least for the trip to Thurmaster they again have horses.</p><p></p><p>They reach Thurmaster again by mid-day, and Allar asks them to wait for him with Tauster while he heads off to alert the local Lord Parlfray and his own guards in Allar’s own keep. With him, Allar takes the prisoner they captured, who is now conscious but magically weakened by Tauster’s spells. Allar says he wants to turn the prisoner over to Parlfray, and that the Lord doesn’t like foreigners much. Though Allar encourages them to investigate with their own initiative, Allar’s departure leaves Harley, James, Bhur, and Roth just sitting around in Thurmaster.</p><p></p><p>Thankfully they don’t have to sit around in Thurmaster long before something interesting crops up. A big party is going on in the small, cramped local beer hole/tavern. A group of eight men have paid for a keg of ale and are celebrating their good fortune in treasure hunting. Apparently they found a treasure map somewhere and managed to use it to find a nice cache of money in the Great Rock Dale. While listening to their tales of battle with Orcs and Goblins, the party notices that one man smells intensely of fish, which makes them wonder since there apparently aren’t any lakes in the Great Rock Dale. The same man mutters that they still haven’t found the big treasure they’re looking for, but the bats drove them off. The other treasure hunters laugh drunkenly at the mention of bats, but don’t linger on it.</p><p></p><p>The treasure hunters have a great time partying, but they quickly get drunk and sleepy, and as they retire to their rooms for the night, they pay generously with a masterfully-minted gold bar, about three inches long, marked with Dwarven runes. The coin could easily pay for most of the bar’s store of ale, but the barkeep quickly takes it before anyone gets any ideas of stealing.</p><p></p><p>Stealing, however, is on Harley’s mind. She discusses with the others that the eight men might be the same brigands that the Dwarf in Milbourne thought could have waylaid his nephew. Despite the rest of the group not being sure, Harley decides to sneak into the room of the drunk men while they sleep (even though it’s mid-afternoon), and then see if they actually have a treasure map. James trusts her enough to distract the innkeeper while Harley silently slips into the room filled with a mound of passed out treasure hunters. A few minutes later she emerges, covered with the stench of ale and vomit, but she has found a treasure map. </p><p></p><p>Since Allar did suggest they investigate according to their own initiative, and the map seems to be fairly detailed with a lot of places to seek treasure in and around the Great Rock Dale, James suggests that they borrow the map and go treasure-hunting themselves. Though Harley had only planned to find out if the men were brigands (which it seems they weren’t), she reluctantly agrees when Bhurisrava points out how boring and smelly it will be just staying in the town.</p><p></p><p>Roth buys some extra ale, and then they get ready to head off. Harley tells Tauster where they’re headed in case Allar wants to find out, and then they ride off toward the Great Rock Dale, hoping to get at least near it before sunset. As they travel, Harley, James, and Roth take turns suffering Bhurisrava’s attempts to proselytize about the Holy Spirit, the Father, and the Son.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="RangerWickett, post: 638, member: 63"] [size=3][b]Chapter Eight: The Sun Crosses the Sky[/b][/size] [meta: Please bear with me. This post isn’t too full of action, but it provided a lot of information for the party that’ll be vital to understanding the story ahead. This is why I’ve been less than enthused about writing this chapter, since it’s pretty slow.] Traveling through the Thornwood is difficult. As Allar leads Bhurisrava, Harley, James, and Roth through the forest to find the Druid Oleane, they have to sporadically stop and help someone get unentangled from the thorny bushes and branches that fill the woods. As they walk, Allar answers Harley’s questions about him and about the Haranshire. Her first question is about Allar’s black scimitar, a highly magical weapon that seems somehow familiar to her. The metal of the blade is jet black, with deep purple wrapping on the hilt and black pearls on the tips of the crossguard, but most surprising is the bright gleam along the blade’s edge. The cutting edge of the scimitar is a finely serrated line of diamonds. Allar tells her that he found the scimitar in the treasure horde of a shadow Dragon he and his friends defeated. He had lost his own weapon when he pulled the blade from where it was imbedded in the scales of the Dragon, and it with it he had managed to behead the beast and save their whole group. Bhurisrava, a bit dubious that a scimitar could behead a Dragon, hints casually that Allar’s making it up. To prove his point, Allar holds the blade up vertically, and as they pass beneath several low hanging branches the blade cuts them like a hot knife through butter, without Allar having to apply anything more than weak pressure. The half-Elf ranger states that he could cut down trees with the blade if he needed to, but Oleane probably wouldn’t approve. At Oleane’s name, James laughs aloud, as always. Allar continues with his story, saying how he later found out that the scimitar, named [i]Shaalguenyaver[/i], last belonged to a Tundanesti Elvish prince, Dentalles. Allar, himself [i]half[/i]-Tundanesti, doesn’t feel worthy of owning a weapon that had such a distinguished history, but over the years he has helped the Tundanesti Elves often enough that they consider him the new rightful owner of the sword, and have stopped asking to have it back. Then, to better get to know the layout of the Haranshire, Harley asks about the area. The Innenlesti Phuurst, forest home of the Innenlesti Elves like Bhurisrava, borders the area to the north. To the east are the foothills of the Tunda Mountains, where Imperial builders are constructing a road that will become a trade route through the mountains. The Thornwood and the Shreiken Mire make the southern border fairly difficult to pass, so the only real trade is from the west or (occasionally) from the Elves to the north. The only other big landforms of note are the Great Rock Dale to the north, which has enough caves and crags to hold a few thousand Orcs and Goblins, and the Eelhold, a dam to the northwest where a friendly tribe of Goblins live and fish on eels. Oddly, Allar doesn’t know why a dam was built there, because no one but the Goblins can stomach to eat the eels in the lake, but there must be something odd about it because a powerful water elemental lives in and stays in it all the time. Allar and his friends helped settle the Goblins there; they’d previously been a thorn in the side of the people of the Haranshire, but they found the Eelhold a nice place to live. They ask then about Allar’s friends, his old adventuring companions. They already know about his wife, Lacy, who stands over six and a half feet tall, a foot taller than her husband. Lacy’s a priestess of Meliska, the Elvish goddess of healing and life. She’s currently away in the Tundarasne Phuurst, the home forest of the Tundanesti Elves, trying to make sure the Elves there don’t go to war with neighboring humans. Allar’s other friends include David Waryeye (a gnome wizard who’s currently lecturing at a wizard’s school in Tennas), Babb the Bold (a minotaur warrior who’s out tracking down rumors about his long-lost uncle), and- Suddenly Oleane emerges from the trees ahead of them, her eyes wide like a startled deer. Allar stops in midsentence, then tells the others not to act threatening, since Oleane is quick to anger. The guys in the group are too busy staring to think about acting threatening. Though the Thornwood is hell on normal travelers, with all the plantlife snagging people, Oleane is a Druid and thus at home in the woods, not needing to worry about thorns tearing her skin. For that reason, she wears no clothes except for a few furs to make sure certain parts of her body don’t burn in the sun. She’s very shapely and voluptuous, just ugly because of how dirty she is. Roth doesn’t seem to mind the dirt, and stares shamelessly. The Druid is only wearing two pieces of bear fur—one over her shoulders and breasts, and the other around her butt—plus a small shoulder-strung bag that looks like it’s filled with food. Even Harley does a little staring, more in shock than anything else. Allar talks to Oleane in Innenlesti Elvish, which only James and Bhurisrava can understand. The four of them discuss what Oleane knows about the intruders in her woods, leaving Roth and Harley to shrug and look around at the little animals that seem to follow Oleane everywhere. After a moment, Oleane switches to muttering, nervous Lyceian, which she apparently doesn’t speak very often. In the conversation, they learn that Oleane knows there are people in the woods, and that she occasionally sees groups of men traveling around, but she hasn’t worried enough to start following them around. Though she doesn’t particularly care about, or perhaps doesn’t understand, the danger the Book of Darlakanand represents, she agrees for Allar’s sake to send some animals out to find out where the men are staying. They thank Oleane, and she leaves quickly, whispering as she goes to Allar (which Bhur overhears) that Crisenthia is in her grove, and shouldn’t be disturbed. Oleane heads off, and as the group heads to Harlaton to check on Harley, James, and Bhur’s horses, Bhurisrava asks who Crisenthia is. Allar says he’s never met her, and just knows that she’s some forest spirit Oleane spends a lot of time with, and that Oleane is very protective of Crisenthia’s privacy and safety. It’s nearing night by the time they cut their way through the brush and out to the other side of the Thornwood, coming out near Harlaton, where Harley, James, and Bhur were sleeping the night Death, the Illithid creature, attacked them. They arrive and find out that the horses were disposed of, and that the innkeeper/shopkeeper/blacksmith wants to be paid for the trouble. Allar assures the man that the creature that killed the horses was slain, and pays the man generously for not making a big deal about the strange goings on. From Harlaton they travel north a short jaunt to Milbourne, where they get rooms for the night at the Baron of Mutton. They find out to their relief that both Jenneleth (Tauster’s apprentice “Jenny”) and Nikal made it to Milbourne safely, and that a local healer tended to Jenneleth’s wounds. Though frustrated that their searching has not yet been successful, Allar tells them all to get some sleep. Bhurisrava mutters that he doesn’t need to put up with being ordered around, but Harley tries to convince him that they’re safer with Allar, and if nothing else she and James need the money to pay Harlan for the horses that were slaughtered by Death. And Harley blames Bhurisrava for calling out Death in the first place. Before going to bed for the night, Roth gets drunk, and in a fit of drunken lucidity says that it’s weird that Death was able to kill their horses in Harlaton, then jump halfway across the Haranshire to attack Nikal and Jenneleth. Pondering that, they go to sleep. The next day Jenneleth brings them to the local temple to Meliska, where a priest healed her. Jenneleth is in her early thirties, about to get married to the town’s smithy in two weeks (on Easter), and is a fairly attractive green-eyed woman with the same light brown hair everyone in the Haranshire seems to have. She’s a fairly skilled wizardress, but only really learned it as a lark, and as a method to avoid being ‘just’ a housewife. At the temple they talk to the secondary priest, since the head priest, Lafayer, is at the bridge construction in the east, there to perform a blessing ritual on the bridge. The priest they speak with doesn’t know anything about any thieves, except that a Dwarf who lives in town has been worrying about his nephew, who has apparently gone missing. The Dwarf, named Old Grizzler, thinks that his nephew was waylaid by bandits while traveling from the mountains to the east to visit him. Harley says to pass on her condolences, but the matter doesn’t really concern them. Bhurisrava, however, stays in the temple and tries to convince the priest to convert to Christianity, but has no real arguments except that it’s the only good thing to do. The Meliskan priest calmly declines. By the way, the holy symbol for Meliska is an eclipsed sun, and in full illuminations the light from the eclipsed sun is usually illuminating an evergreen tree surrounded by darkness. They bid goodbye to Jenneleth for now (and leave Nikal in the tavern), since Allar wants them to head back to Thurmaster. They set off early in the morning, and a general complaint arises among Bhur, Harley, and James that in the span of four days they’ve crossed the Haranshire twice in each direction. Allar apologizes, but says that he really needs to keep them around in case they spot any of the thieves. Tauster was the only other person to get a good look at the thieves, and the old man has poor eyesight, so the four of them are his only way to know for certain who was responsible for the theft of the Book of Darlakanand. Of course, since Allar is offering to pay them one hundred Lyceian gold pieces each (about the equivalent of ten thousand dollars) for a job that might just last another day or two, they decide not to complain too much. At least for the trip to Thurmaster they again have horses. They reach Thurmaster again by mid-day, and Allar asks them to wait for him with Tauster while he heads off to alert the local Lord Parlfray and his own guards in Allar’s own keep. With him, Allar takes the prisoner they captured, who is now conscious but magically weakened by Tauster’s spells. Allar says he wants to turn the prisoner over to Parlfray, and that the Lord doesn’t like foreigners much. Though Allar encourages them to investigate with their own initiative, Allar’s departure leaves Harley, James, Bhur, and Roth just sitting around in Thurmaster. Thankfully they don’t have to sit around in Thurmaster long before something interesting crops up. A big party is going on in the small, cramped local beer hole/tavern. A group of eight men have paid for a keg of ale and are celebrating their good fortune in treasure hunting. Apparently they found a treasure map somewhere and managed to use it to find a nice cache of money in the Great Rock Dale. While listening to their tales of battle with Orcs and Goblins, the party notices that one man smells intensely of fish, which makes them wonder since there apparently aren’t any lakes in the Great Rock Dale. The same man mutters that they still haven’t found the big treasure they’re looking for, but the bats drove them off. The other treasure hunters laugh drunkenly at the mention of bats, but don’t linger on it. The treasure hunters have a great time partying, but they quickly get drunk and sleepy, and as they retire to their rooms for the night, they pay generously with a masterfully-minted gold bar, about three inches long, marked with Dwarven runes. The coin could easily pay for most of the bar’s store of ale, but the barkeep quickly takes it before anyone gets any ideas of stealing. Stealing, however, is on Harley’s mind. She discusses with the others that the eight men might be the same brigands that the Dwarf in Milbourne thought could have waylaid his nephew. Despite the rest of the group not being sure, Harley decides to sneak into the room of the drunk men while they sleep (even though it’s mid-afternoon), and then see if they actually have a treasure map. James trusts her enough to distract the innkeeper while Harley silently slips into the room filled with a mound of passed out treasure hunters. A few minutes later she emerges, covered with the stench of ale and vomit, but she has found a treasure map. Since Allar did suggest they investigate according to their own initiative, and the map seems to be fairly detailed with a lot of places to seek treasure in and around the Great Rock Dale, James suggests that they borrow the map and go treasure-hunting themselves. Though Harley had only planned to find out if the men were brigands (which it seems they weren’t), she reluctantly agrees when Bhurisrava points out how boring and smelly it will be just staying in the town. Roth buys some extra ale, and then they get ready to head off. Harley tells Tauster where they’re headed in case Allar wants to find out, and then they ride off toward the Great Rock Dale, hoping to get at least near it before sunset. As they travel, Harley, James, and Roth take turns suffering Bhurisrava’s attempts to proselytize about the Holy Spirit, the Father, and the Son. [/QUOTE]
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