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<blockquote data-quote="Myth and Legend" data-source="post: 5866105" data-attributes="member: 82679"><p>Ulfrettin seems to be fine - he has suffered no injury that cannot be remedied by Ferviel's Wand of Lesser Vigor.</p><p></p><p>Bolgrim eyes the demonic child warily, then bursts into laughter like an idiot and shoves a pint of ale in his clawed hands. He doesn't seem to understand everything Zinnerath said, but the dwarf obviously does not dwell on such things. After a bit of conversing, where some of the dwarves try to make friends with the two women (and fail miserably), everyone sets off.</p><p></p><p>The two groups head back to the camp in a brisk pace. Without the need for further inspection of the carcass, the men haul it over to the side and leave it as a silent monument to the ever looming threat of undeath around the Valley. By the time they get back, Ferviel's glowing banner has faded away, and you all make your way under the bright silvery glow of the half moon, peeking trough the cloudy night sky.</p><p></p><p>The small bands of men that had thought to make their camps separately from the main force have apparently been rounded up. In only a few hours, the camp has been transformed and you return to a fortified hilltop, with neatly arranged tents, a fence of sharpened wooden stakes around it, and even a deep ditch in front of that. It is obvious that magic has been used to dig the ditch, as otherwise it would have required a great deal of manual labour.</p><p></p><p>The party goes to visit Lazarus, who has Adelaide with him. She has told him all that she remembers, and the group and Ferviel add the rest. The leader of the crusading army is deep in thought, and warns you to trust in Ferviel's judgement and be wary of deception. He thanks you, and Adelaide does so again, though she is quite ashamed and rarely lifts her gaze from the ground.</p><p></p><p>You are instructed to ride out once again, tomorrow at first light, and secure the area around the Lychgate, where the entrance to the Valley lies. This is to be the future main outpost for the army, from which a main expedition will be sent out. With that, and an uncharacteristic "Job well done." from Ferviel, you are allowed the freedom of your evening. </p><p></p><p>It appears that every one of you has gotten their own personal tent - you are, by the words of the men around the site, some of the most capable warriors and spellcasters employed in the army, and if it was not so un-paladin like, you would think that some are jealous of your quick rise to the important position of the army vanguard and reconnaissance team.</p><p></p><p>Certainly, amongst the mercenaries, you are known and some wonder if you are a group of note, or if you serve a larger mercenary company and who your paymaster is. These are all rumors and tidbits going around the camp, that you learn as you make your way to get your food, water, or to inspect the layout of the camp.</p><p></p><p>At some point the men around the various campfires scurry away back to their tents, not wanting to spend too much time drinking and storytelling when tomorrow may bring a fierce battle upon them. Even Bolgrim's dwarves decide to give in to sleep, though they are the last to do so. The group is relieved of guard duty, that being the burden of Lazarus's men.</p><p></p><p>You each have a choice. You may go around camp, talking to the others, or join a gathering around a fire pit and drink and eat with the soldiers. You may approach any of the leaders, or your own recently acquired team mates. Sooner or later, you all return to your tents for much needed rest.</p><p></p><p>You are pleased to find that the tents are quite spacious, sturdy and equipped with sleeping rolls, a chest that can double as a desk or table, and pitchers of water and trail rations.</p><p></p><p>[sblock]OK if anyone wanted to do any RPing around camp, with your fellow PCs, or anything else, we can add it as a flashback. Just let me know. Also let me know what your character does before he/she goes to sleep.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Thok]Thok is undisturbed in his tent. His new sword and armour shine with the familiar blue light of magical weapons. As he settles down to remove his shoes, he can hear the giggling of a little girl, coming from outside his tent.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Lórquelië]Lórquelië is likewise left to her privacy, though she receives a complimentary bottle of wine from Lazarus via one of his men.</p><p></p><p>"From the captian-general." he says, bows and hands her the bottle, wrapped in cloth.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Geryk]Geryk is approached by some new converts the faith of Lathander and is asked to dispense blessings, even if they are reluctant to pester him, though they seem eager. They are two men and a woman, of obviously common birth. Out of a mercenary company - "The Bloody Boars", or so they say.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Zinnerath ]Zinnerath is left to his own devices, but his tent is conspicuously in plain view of one of the watchmen and a patrol regularly passes by its' entrance. Also, his tent smells of holy incense. A clear flask of water sits invitingly on the chest, right in the middle of the heavy wooden lid.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Mei-Ying]Mei-Ying prepares for her rest, when she sees a letter tucked away in her bedroll. </p><p></p><p>[sblock=letter]You have come from foreign lands to risk your life in the Valley. I will have words, so that I can give more direction to your purpose. If you agree for me to enter your tent, produce a source of light outside the entrance.[/sblock][/sblock]</p><p></p><p></p><p>[sblock=Rufus]Rufus enters his tent and begins to strip his armaments. When he gets to his shirt, he hears a female voice, coming from a shadowy edge of his tent.</p><p></p><p>"My my, aren't you a handsome man. Do not reach for your sword, please, I have no ill intent."</p><p></p><p>The voice belongs to a woman, dressed in a black grab with a crimson sash that goes trough her quite voluptuous breasts, and hooded with a crimson cloak and hood. She slowly raises her hands - pale and delicate, and removes the cover, revealing a face that could make any man melt with the sheer lust it exudes. Even if her features are somehow... feral, and her eyes glow red like charcoals, her beauty is unmatched.</p><p></p><p>Rufus is certain he did not see her when he entered the tent.[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Myth and Legend, post: 5866105, member: 82679"] Ulfrettin seems to be fine - he has suffered no injury that cannot be remedied by Ferviel's Wand of Lesser Vigor. Bolgrim eyes the demonic child warily, then bursts into laughter like an idiot and shoves a pint of ale in his clawed hands. He doesn't seem to understand everything Zinnerath said, but the dwarf obviously does not dwell on such things. After a bit of conversing, where some of the dwarves try to make friends with the two women (and fail miserably), everyone sets off. The two groups head back to the camp in a brisk pace. Without the need for further inspection of the carcass, the men haul it over to the side and leave it as a silent monument to the ever looming threat of undeath around the Valley. By the time they get back, Ferviel's glowing banner has faded away, and you all make your way under the bright silvery glow of the half moon, peeking trough the cloudy night sky. The small bands of men that had thought to make their camps separately from the main force have apparently been rounded up. In only a few hours, the camp has been transformed and you return to a fortified hilltop, with neatly arranged tents, a fence of sharpened wooden stakes around it, and even a deep ditch in front of that. It is obvious that magic has been used to dig the ditch, as otherwise it would have required a great deal of manual labour. The party goes to visit Lazarus, who has Adelaide with him. She has told him all that she remembers, and the group and Ferviel add the rest. The leader of the crusading army is deep in thought, and warns you to trust in Ferviel's judgement and be wary of deception. He thanks you, and Adelaide does so again, though she is quite ashamed and rarely lifts her gaze from the ground. You are instructed to ride out once again, tomorrow at first light, and secure the area around the Lychgate, where the entrance to the Valley lies. This is to be the future main outpost for the army, from which a main expedition will be sent out. With that, and an uncharacteristic "Job well done." from Ferviel, you are allowed the freedom of your evening. It appears that every one of you has gotten their own personal tent - you are, by the words of the men around the site, some of the most capable warriors and spellcasters employed in the army, and if it was not so un-paladin like, you would think that some are jealous of your quick rise to the important position of the army vanguard and reconnaissance team. Certainly, amongst the mercenaries, you are known and some wonder if you are a group of note, or if you serve a larger mercenary company and who your paymaster is. These are all rumors and tidbits going around the camp, that you learn as you make your way to get your food, water, or to inspect the layout of the camp. At some point the men around the various campfires scurry away back to their tents, not wanting to spend too much time drinking and storytelling when tomorrow may bring a fierce battle upon them. Even Bolgrim's dwarves decide to give in to sleep, though they are the last to do so. The group is relieved of guard duty, that being the burden of Lazarus's men. You each have a choice. You may go around camp, talking to the others, or join a gathering around a fire pit and drink and eat with the soldiers. You may approach any of the leaders, or your own recently acquired team mates. Sooner or later, you all return to your tents for much needed rest. You are pleased to find that the tents are quite spacious, sturdy and equipped with sleeping rolls, a chest that can double as a desk or table, and pitchers of water and trail rations. [sblock]OK if anyone wanted to do any RPing around camp, with your fellow PCs, or anything else, we can add it as a flashback. Just let me know. Also let me know what your character does before he/she goes to sleep.[/sblock] [sblock=Thok]Thok is undisturbed in his tent. His new sword and armour shine with the familiar blue light of magical weapons. As he settles down to remove his shoes, he can hear the giggling of a little girl, coming from outside his tent.[/sblock] [sblock=Lórquelië]Lórquelië is likewise left to her privacy, though she receives a complimentary bottle of wine from Lazarus via one of his men. "From the captian-general." he says, bows and hands her the bottle, wrapped in cloth.[/sblock] [sblock=Geryk]Geryk is approached by some new converts the faith of Lathander and is asked to dispense blessings, even if they are reluctant to pester him, though they seem eager. They are two men and a woman, of obviously common birth. Out of a mercenary company - "The Bloody Boars", or so they say.[/sblock] [sblock=Zinnerath ]Zinnerath is left to his own devices, but his tent is conspicuously in plain view of one of the watchmen and a patrol regularly passes by its' entrance. Also, his tent smells of holy incense. A clear flask of water sits invitingly on the chest, right in the middle of the heavy wooden lid.[/sblock] [sblock=Mei-Ying]Mei-Ying prepares for her rest, when she sees a letter tucked away in her bedroll. [sblock=letter]You have come from foreign lands to risk your life in the Valley. I will have words, so that I can give more direction to your purpose. If you agree for me to enter your tent, produce a source of light outside the entrance.[/sblock][/sblock] [sblock=Rufus]Rufus enters his tent and begins to strip his armaments. When he gets to his shirt, he hears a female voice, coming from a shadowy edge of his tent. "My my, aren't you a handsome man. Do not reach for your sword, please, I have no ill intent." The voice belongs to a woman, dressed in a black grab with a crimson sash that goes trough her quite voluptuous breasts, and hooded with a crimson cloak and hood. She slowly raises her hands - pale and delicate, and removes the cover, revealing a face that could make any man melt with the sheer lust it exudes. Even if her features are somehow... feral, and her eyes glow red like charcoals, her beauty is unmatched. Rufus is certain he did not see her when he entered the tent.[/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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