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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 6282993" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 108d - The Rowan King's Circle</strong></p><p></p><p>The Rowan King's Circle could be found on the great plains of the Dreaming close to the edge of the forest. Low stones formed the circle, and the Rowan King stood atop a sloping stone slab that gave him a vantage over his petitioners. His hill giant champion stood alongside. Some distance away could be seen and heard a camp of colourful tents where the Rowan King's army continually gathered without ever growing larger or marching anywhere.</p><p></p><p>The Rowan King was a pompous piebald centaur with a bronze breastplate and a bronze helm with a stiff, red plume to match his stiff, brown beard. When they arrived he was dealing with a group of ogres who were complaining that some of their brothers had been found slain in the forest. Seeing more important visitors had entered the circle, the King waved his hand and the ogres begrudgingly retreated to the edge of the circle, where the King's bugbear warriors also stood.</p><p></p><p>"How comes a red devil to the court of the Rowan King!?!" the centaur bellowed at the top of his lungs. "But I see you bear the mark of the Unseen Court! We <em>are </em>privileged! I have been overlooked these many centuries, but this hell-spawn has been found worthy!"</p><p></p><p>Ascodel would bear none of the King's condescension and on behalf of the Great Hunt demanded to know - in a voice almost as pompous and just as loud - what had become of the great beasts of the forest.</p><p></p><p>"They dwindle and grow scarce," answered the Rowan King. "We have heard talk of a blight from the Oak King and thus we gather our troops. My greatest warrior, Nbed, will lead his satyrs into the forest and deal with the menace forthwith!"</p><p></p><p>Leon asked if the bard Dantes was among Nbed's army. All satyrs had answered the call, he was told. But when he requested permission to speak with Dantes, the King asked first for a favour: that Leon should take his suit to the Birch Queen and use the silver tongue of his cursed race to win her for the Rowan King.</p><p></p><p>Before Leon could respond, a great outcry arose from the ogres: The firbolg Drust bore wickedly barbed javelins on his back identical to those that had slain their dead brethren.</p><p></p><p>"What of it?" snarled Eogan. "The boars, bears and stags are gone. The only brute beasts left in the forest are ogres, and the firbolg must have their hunt!"</p><p></p><p>A fight broke out at once. Ogre struck firbolg; firbolg struck back. Ascodel joined in and the Rowan King ordered his bugbears to restrain the impertinent newcomers. When he was assaulted along with the others, Leon fought back, at which point the Rowan King joined in. It seemed he had only been waiting for an excuse to bring this upstart tiefling down to size. </p><p></p><p>Ascodel was a powerful ally: bursts of lightning and thunder sent the bugbears reeling and his swirling aegis warded Drust and Eogan from harm. The bralani could fly above the battlefield and rain down elemental might upon his foes and he could protect his allies with buffeting winds.</p><p></p><p>Leon caused the ogres to fight one another, and - while seeking to defend himself as best he could - tried to figure out the best way to bring the ruckus to an end. Fey politics were complex and alien. It was unclear if he or Ascodel (or neither or both) outranked the Rowan King. For his part, the Rowan King appeared to be enjoying himself immensely, until Ascodel slew his hill giant champion, at which point he lost his temper and began to fight in earnest. But the firbolg were fierce and Ascodel a force to be reckoned with. It was all too clear which side would win.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, the skies grew dark. Sounds of battle faded and the circle seemed to dissipate along with its occupants. Though they still bore wounds and blood on their blades, only Leon and Ascodel remained. It was night, there was smoke in the air, and the deathly stench of a recent battle, and nearby fires illuminated an army camp which had suddenly expanded all around them.</p><p></p><p>"What devilish trick is this?" demanded Ascodel, but Leon had no answer.</p><p></p><p>They heard shouts and saw large figures - giants? ogres? - coming towards them through the darkness. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valour, Leon and Ascodel slipped between the tents and made haste away from the any potential foes, hoping to find out what on earth was going on before they got into any more trouble.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 6282993, member: 79141"] [b]Session 108d - The Rowan King's Circle[/b] The Rowan King's Circle could be found on the great plains of the Dreaming close to the edge of the forest. Low stones formed the circle, and the Rowan King stood atop a sloping stone slab that gave him a vantage over his petitioners. His hill giant champion stood alongside. Some distance away could be seen and heard a camp of colourful tents where the Rowan King's army continually gathered without ever growing larger or marching anywhere. The Rowan King was a pompous piebald centaur with a bronze breastplate and a bronze helm with a stiff, red plume to match his stiff, brown beard. When they arrived he was dealing with a group of ogres who were complaining that some of their brothers had been found slain in the forest. Seeing more important visitors had entered the circle, the King waved his hand and the ogres begrudgingly retreated to the edge of the circle, where the King's bugbear warriors also stood. "How comes a red devil to the court of the Rowan King!?!" the centaur bellowed at the top of his lungs. "But I see you bear the mark of the Unseen Court! We [I]are [/I]privileged! I have been overlooked these many centuries, but this hell-spawn has been found worthy!" Ascodel would bear none of the King's condescension and on behalf of the Great Hunt demanded to know - in a voice almost as pompous and just as loud - what had become of the great beasts of the forest. "They dwindle and grow scarce," answered the Rowan King. "We have heard talk of a blight from the Oak King and thus we gather our troops. My greatest warrior, Nbed, will lead his satyrs into the forest and deal with the menace forthwith!" Leon asked if the bard Dantes was among Nbed's army. All satyrs had answered the call, he was told. But when he requested permission to speak with Dantes, the King asked first for a favour: that Leon should take his suit to the Birch Queen and use the silver tongue of his cursed race to win her for the Rowan King. Before Leon could respond, a great outcry arose from the ogres: The firbolg Drust bore wickedly barbed javelins on his back identical to those that had slain their dead brethren. "What of it?" snarled Eogan. "The boars, bears and stags are gone. The only brute beasts left in the forest are ogres, and the firbolg must have their hunt!" A fight broke out at once. Ogre struck firbolg; firbolg struck back. Ascodel joined in and the Rowan King ordered his bugbears to restrain the impertinent newcomers. When he was assaulted along with the others, Leon fought back, at which point the Rowan King joined in. It seemed he had only been waiting for an excuse to bring this upstart tiefling down to size. Ascodel was a powerful ally: bursts of lightning and thunder sent the bugbears reeling and his swirling aegis warded Drust and Eogan from harm. The bralani could fly above the battlefield and rain down elemental might upon his foes and he could protect his allies with buffeting winds. Leon caused the ogres to fight one another, and - while seeking to defend himself as best he could - tried to figure out the best way to bring the ruckus to an end. Fey politics were complex and alien. It was unclear if he or Ascodel (or neither or both) outranked the Rowan King. For his part, the Rowan King appeared to be enjoying himself immensely, until Ascodel slew his hill giant champion, at which point he lost his temper and began to fight in earnest. But the firbolg were fierce and Ascodel a force to be reckoned with. It was all too clear which side would win. Suddenly, the skies grew dark. Sounds of battle faded and the circle seemed to dissipate along with its occupants. Though they still bore wounds and blood on their blades, only Leon and Ascodel remained. It was night, there was smoke in the air, and the deathly stench of a recent battle, and nearby fires illuminated an army camp which had suddenly expanded all around them. "What devilish trick is this?" demanded Ascodel, but Leon had no answer. They heard shouts and saw large figures - giants? ogres? - coming towards them through the darkness. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valour, Leon and Ascodel slipped between the tents and made haste away from the any potential foes, hoping to find out what on earth was going on before they got into any more trouble. [/QUOTE]
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