Ashy's Oathbound Campaign, IC [ARCHIVED]

[Ashy]

30,000 with an army of six. And how much does the Asherake count within his grasp?

PC speaks before Isror has a chance to and there is venom apparent in his voice, "He lords over nearly 60,000 poor souls - many of them kept alive by spells alone so that they can slave eternally away in the black depths of his mines. None truly know the number of soliders that he can bring to bear, but his army is divided into five major segments: aerial, mounted, ground, siege and armada. The best intelligence that we've been able to obtain tells us that each segment numbers anywhere from 1,000 at its minimum ranks to 20,000 at full bore. Further, none know how many soliders he has in reserve, but his ability to field armies for extended periods seems limitless..."

Isror nods solemnly at these words and falls silent for a while. Finally, he rises and looks around. Only Qyt'tyl is still awake of his small band: Yana sleeps peacefully nearby and Yarish is curled up next to Kiera, snoring musically... The valco comments, "It appears that tha' time ta' take rest is 'pon us. All of you are welcome ta make yourself at home..." He motions to the piled blankets and furs around the cave. He then nods a deep and sincere nod, "'Til the suns rise and the sand swelters", he then lays down next to Yana and eventually, falls asleep.

 

[Ferrix]

During the passed conversations Kiera watched and listened, letting for once the reigns slip to Xerxes to see how he could handle himself. She absent-mindedly strokes Yarrish's hair, it looks like she could be taking care of her own child and for some reason most of you could see yourself easily in Yarrish's place beneath her soft touch.

You almost mistake her words for the musical notes of the halflings' snores or the onset of a pleasant dream, "Rest for the night friends," perhaps children would have been here, "tomorrow, we'll decide whether the sparkling jewel our friend P.C. speaks of is a worthy aim."

With that she stands and gestures to Tristan, once he is close, "would you help me remove my armor?"

Once her armor is doffed, she'll slip off the padding and in the silk undershirt and trousers she returns to her place next to the sleeping halfling, resting head down amongst the furs and draws a heavy cloak about her as a blanket and gazes up into the ceiling, pondering all the things conversed.

OOC: Sorry for my lack of involvement recently, been trying to prep my own game and other stuff. Knowledge (the forge) +14 to recall more about Bashat, Ossian and Asherake.

 

[hafrogman]

Tristan rises as well at the end of the discussion and assists Kiera in removing her armor, and asks for her aid in turn in removing his. However, once his plate is stacked safely out of the way he rumages through his pack for a moment and retreives a light chain shirt which he dons in it's place. He assists Kyron with his armor as well [if he wishes it] before preparing to sleep. He finally settles himself and Raak against a wall near the entrance of the cave, with his sword close at hand.

Eventually he drifts off to sleep.

 

[Vendetta]

Xerxes finds a comfortable place along the wall. He lays out and hums softly to himself for a few minutes before using his powers to control sound to take over the sounds and create a soft music by which he slowly drifts off to sleep.

 

[ferretguy]

As the others drift off to sleep, Julian makes his way over to where their hosts looked out over the desert. He looks off into the heavens observing the strange patterns that the stars leave, feeling both at home and a stranger in this land does leave him feeling unsettled in his heart. After a while he goes back to where the group sleeps and using his meditative techniques trys his best settle his soul prior to going to sleep.

 

[Voadam]

Kyron drifts into the untroubled sleep of the just.

 

[Ashy]

OOC: Sorry for my lack of involvement recently, been trying to prep my own game and other stuff. Knowledge (the forge) +14 to recall more about Bashat, Ossian and Asherake.

Just don't let it happen again, eh? Just jokin...

Kiera:

Spoiler

Knowledge (the Forge) check: 1d20+14: (17) + 14 = 31So far, everything that you have heard has been in concert with all of the infomation you can recall. There are a few additional things:

• Ossian was once a slave of Hateni that led a rebellion against him that was tremendously successful
• Bashat has a great deal of wealth in the form of minerals, gold, and water, but it has little tactical significance in the greater scheme of Arena
• An alliance exists between Varan Trinovant and Ossian
• An alliance exists between Ossian and Minos Spar
• Both of the previously mentioned alliances are well known to the general populace of Arena
• The might of the Asherake's army lies in his armada, which is composed almost entirely of airships of various designs and purposes
• In this general area, the two strongest warlords (by rights of most folk) are the Asherake and Hateni
• West of the River of the Dead, the three main warlords of Arena hold far more power and influence
• Many of the Asherake's airships are powered by something called necrotic engines
• The Asherake is an open slaver and conducts horrible experiments on many of his slaves, trying to transform them into fighting or mining "machines"

 

[Ashy]

The night passes uneventfully, and you awake to a warm and somewhat stuffy cave. Yana and Yarish are already awake and seem to be packing their things. When they see that you have risen, they greet you warmly with smiles. Yarish steps forward and chants a few words that fall from his lips like water yet seem to avoid your ears like oil. Suddently, he has created a simple meal for all of you: some sort of bone-white meal cakes, with honey, sausages, goat's milk, and piping hot tea. "Eat up", he says with a grin, popping one of the sausages into his own mouth and chewing with glee.

Slowly, the others rise (although you are not sure if Qyt'tyl actually slept) and begin their own morning routines. Eventually, the talk turns to what the seeds' plans might be...

Upon his awakening, Baja notices that what few lizards that were not squashed into paste when he fell on them in the fight with the gaunts the night before seem to have clawed a hole in the pouch and escaped during the night...

 

[Vendetta]

Xerxes thanks Yarish for the mean and begins sampling from a small plateful.

*((ooc: may we assume normal healing through the night's rest (level7 characters heal 7 hps) and restored Power Points per day?))

 

[Ashy]

OOC: yes.