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<blockquote data-quote="MarauderX" data-source="post: 1816015" data-attributes="member: 9990"><p><strong><u><span style="font-size: 15px">Session 19: On to Kargam</span></u></strong></p><p></p><p>Continuing on towards Sukyskin, the group kept the two dwarves, Gregor and Bratton, away from the blind He'lander. Jerrin took the disabled elf forward where the talked about the recent events, and He'lander told Jerrin of a recent encounter he and elves had with a squad of insectoid beings that jumped them. After the elves fled and were split up, He'lander said that he was chased relentlessly by three of the spider people before he fell from exhaustion near a stream bank. When he awoke there was a carcass of a deer next to him and he saw a large gray hunking form slink into the cover of the woods. Waking fully, He'lander rested and regained strength for another day, and saw parts of the three insectoid beings strewn about around him. They looked as though they had been torn asunder, and recently. He'lander got to examine the creature closely upon it's next visit in the morning, and the hairless, six-eyed beast followed him loosely through the woods as he met up with the other surviving elves. They had lost five other elves to the spider beings that ambushed them, and now they were off to try to capture those returning from Chautauqua they thought were dangerous. </p><p></p><p>Jerrin relayed most of this information to the others, and it was Sir Thovaas that spotted the gray beast early the next morning while he was on the last watch. It approached as quietly as it could, it's form nearly hidden in the surrounding fog, and Thovaas could see that it had something draped over it's shoulder. He could see the distinct six eyes and huge maw with rows of teeth and changed his position to get a better angle should it approach too closely. It heard him, and pivoted to face him for a second before tossing the carcass of a doe toward him, and the body of it skittered along the leaves of the forest floor to stop at Thovaas's feet. The beast was easily ten feet tall with broad, muscular shoulders that were wider than a horse, and it seemed to move fluidly back into the forest, crunching branches beneath it's heavy weight. Thovaas breathed a sigh of relief only after five minutes of silence. </p><p></p><p>The rest woke the next morning to a freshly prepared breakfast by Thovaas, and the campfire crackled as a pan cooked a side of venison for all. It was a needed break after eating only leafy plants and bitter tasting berries collected by Jerrin and stale, dry jerky that was running low. Everyone felt at ease with the new beast as a watchdog to fetch them food, as every morning it brought them a fresh kill. </p><p></p><p>The days of travel were faster with the sunny weather, and the heat was mitigated by the dense tree canopy above. Jerrin chose the most direct path back to Sukyskin and the trails were wide and easily traversed by the slow moving sages. They ventured to the bandit camp the party had raided months ago, and now everyone could sense they were close to the homestead. </p><p></p><p>As they approached Sukyskin, Taras emerged from the woods to greet Jerrin first, then spotted his uncle Stephan and jumped and hooted loudly with glee. The two of them talked the rest of the way back, and the party asked questions about what had been happening recently there. Taras gave curt answer, and only noted that a group of elves had arrived expecting to buy the horses but were very disappointed. Soon they arrived at the homestead and saw for themselves how the place had changed. They were greeted with much fanfare, as Taras had ridden ahead to shout their return. </p><p></p><p>The main building of Sukyskin was still there, and the burnt palisade was replaced and coated with a flame retardant wax to prevent being burned the same way in the future. Sir Thovaas spotted this and knew that someone with military experience was at the homestead, and sure enough ten of his fellow paladins showed themselves after putting down the tools they had been working with. Three cabins had been built in a clearing, and stone foundations were being laid for a forth. The forest had been cleared away to allow for a much larger garden and one field was dedicated to raising corn to support the larger populace at the homestead, and a pack of pigs were housed next to a fence that held a new group of wild horses being trained for riding. </p><p></p><p>The entire populace of Sukyskin surrounded the group, and the party estimated that about a hundred now lived at the homestead. Among them were the ten paladins, survivors from many of the other camps that were attacked, and refugees from smaller camps in the area that came for the protection. The party and Stephan each told their version of the trip to Chautauqua, and from there how they met. Included was that Golthar, the man in nice robes with a halfling servant, was actually Stephan's captor, and how they had a long battle that ended in his defeat. Then the sages were rescued and everyone traveled back to Sukyskin as they fended off hobgoblins. The group skipped any mention of fighting the elves before returning. </p><p></p><p>The night was a riotous affair, and Pyotr was more than a little drunk as he and his brother made toasts and told the stories of the adventurers with much exaggeration. Jerrin became the role model of adventure for all the children, and the six of them questioned him relentlessly about how big all the challenges were. Thovaas caught looks from no fewer than three single ladies that were attracted to his ease with words as well as the role of a victorious protector. The lone elf at the homestead, Ariel, and her constant companion Argan were missing from the festivities as she was weak from the fatigue of travel. </p><p></p><p>The next day the party woke up late to the sounds of the smithy Willis working metal, making the final touches to Jerrin's scimitar before presenting it to the curly haired halfling. The blade was absolutely perfect in every way, proportioned correctly for his size and the balance was perfect to make the blade swish with little effort of the wrist. The sharpened blade had several markings on it from the crafter that had a small moniker with Jerrin's name embossed into the guard. </p><p></p><p>Thovaas also had a present waiting for him, and his bow was carefully hung waiting for him to return for a few final adjustments to the bow string and notch length. Once positioned, Thovaas spent a good hour practicing with the powerful bow. Arrows sliced into the tree he used as a target, each time sinking deeper and deeper into the pulpy flesh. Satisfied, he made his way around the site greeting each person and inquiring about their welfare. Others also made the rounds, and some, like Arashika, were avoided more than others, but no one showed any ill will towards anyone else. The dwarves eventually stopped where the paladins were building the new cabins and began reworking and tooling the foundation stones, demanding that the footings were too shallow and the walls weren't straight and that the cabin would have been built as poorly as the three before it, and they were lucky the pair of dwarves had stopped by to correct their work. </p><p></p><p>The day passed lazily away as the adventurers took a much earned respite from traveling and action. The night was spent in a deep rest as others at the homestead took watch. Then Thovaas was woken as someone with gentle hands shook him. Darya, Pyotr's wife, stood over him at his bedside and told him to be quiet then she walked to the door. She motioned for him to follow and he quietly made his way out of room and ascened the stone spiral stairs behind her. They reached the top and Thovaas smiled meakly, then she shook her head and pointed down from top of the tower to the edge of the clearing. Through the fog it was too hard to see what she was pointing to, but after hearing the crashing of the woods then the tearing of what could only be a tent, Thovaas knew immediately what it was. </p><p></p><p>He sprinted down the steps, his broad shoulders bouncing from side to side on the curved staircase. He fould He'lander and woke him just as he heard the crushing of wooden barrels and crates. Thovaas also kicked the feet of anyone he passed, stirring the rest of the party from their deep slumber before he sprinted out into the camp to confront the gray beast as is tore another crate to splinters. </p><p></p><p>Jerrin, Varekai, and the others joined them quickly as they watched it violently destroy the contents of the tent. The other paladins of Thovaas's order clambered to the front, only hastily armed with swords and shields. Pyotr and the rest of his family formed a semi-circle around the beast as a line against the rest of the inhabitants of Sukyskin. Jerrin spoke soothing words of the forest to it, and He'lander stood motioning as he tried to lead the beast away from the camp, but it heeded neither of them. The paladins charged forward, led by Sir Keljin, and the group watched as the first young knight was killed, his arm tugged from its socket before the beast's mouth removed half of his side. </p><p></p><p>The inhabitants watched in horror as the group made little headway at first, swords biting into the gray flesh with seemingly no effect. A second knight was killed, his rib cage splayed open for all to see his innards, and a third had his head bitten off and spat out to bounce in the mud near Thovaas. Varekai came at the beast from behind to kick it several times between the legs as Jerrin brought forth a celestial wolf as large as a horse. Sir Keljin wounded the beast next, and it turned to wrench his intestines out, dashing his organs on the ground and swatting his jaw from his face. He slumped to his knees as he tried in vain to reassemble himself. </p><p></p><p>The celestial wolf tore again at the thing's leg, tearing into the calf until it fell backward, sitting on the ground. Thovaas stabbed the beast and Varekai leapt through the air and brought down his elbow to cave the sloped forehead between the two rows of eyes. The gray beast twitched several times and Thovaas ran it through several times to make sure it was dead. The remaining paladins followed his lead and did the same for good measure. </p><p></p><p>Surveying the carnage, the others were left to clean up the beast as Thovaas laid his fellow knights to rest in the small area dedicated as a cemetary. Guilt wracked over the loss of life by all, He'lander bid his farewells and disappeared into the forest. He told Jerrin that he would relay any talk of the elves to him should there be dire tidings. Until then, perhaps they would meet in Elarith soon. </p><p></p><p>The groups stayed another day to rest and relax before heading to Kargam, and a great many of them were going to head back to the city. Stephan wanted to sell his comprehensive journal, and the sages and others wanted to return home. Plans were made to leave the following morning on foot as there were not enough horses to be used. During the day a Red Knight stopped by with three apprentices, and he asks Pyotr for lodging, hot meals and a chance to bath. The four of them were tired as they had traveled all night, and when asked why the young apprentice almost answers, then a stern look quiets him into silence. The Red Knight mentions that they are headed east to the town of Gable Falls, and that they had come from the north. </p><p></p><p>Pyotr and Darya were up early, breaking one of the horses, and they bid them all well, and to keep watching over Stephan and Taras as long as they could. The sages were prepared, along with Quentin, Varekai, Arashika and a few returning paladins. </p><p></p><p>The travel was easy along the open path, and they reached Misha’s Ferry a little before nightfall. There was no sign of Misha, and the paladins had mentioned that she was no where to be seen whenever they had passed the first time on their way to Sukyskin more than a week ago. They stayed the night in her cabin, and before dawn Thovaas saw a lumbering form making its way up the path slowly. Thovaas woke Jerrin and he could see it was a huge bear, and was the same they had seen with Misha, and could tell by the feathers that it was definitely her pet. He called to it softly, and used an enchantment to understand one another’s speech. It asked about Misha and whether they had seen her recently, and mentioned that it last saw her nearly ten days ago. Jerrin kept the bear company the rest of the night as it rested on a blanket next to the cabin, and he was the only one that waved goodbye as they crossed on the ferry. </p><p></p><p>A few more days brought them to the large town of Velja, a place that had taken advantage of being close enough to trade with Kargam and far enough to warrant stopping for the night. The sage Rian demanded to pay for everyone for night of rest at an inn there, and the next morning the party came up with the idea of taking a river boat into the city. Jerrin met some fellow halflings that owned a boat for transporting goods and with them on board they would leave at noon if the group was ready. Everyone crossed the narrow plank to board the small ship, and before long the short crew had the boat on its way to Kargam. </p><p></p><p>Thovaas had bought a bottle of fine wine for the return trip, and the other paladins followed his example and got their own. As they drank, the halflings suddenly came up with the rule that if you were drinking on their boat you had to share with them. The boat was filled with loud song as they glided downstream, and the halflings made foul gestures and purposely relieved themselves in the direction of other river boats as they passed one another. </p><p></p><p>Night came, and the group slept soundly as they slipped into the city. They were woken and welcomed by the sounds of the night in the city; occasional yelling, doors slamming, dogs barking, street torches crackling, and the lapping of the water as it hit the docks. They hopped down to the docks and went to one of the row homes of the Order of Conheci with the sages. Once they were dropped off, Arashika bid farewell, and Stephan and Taras stayed at an inn with Thovaas and the others. Varekai stayed at the single monastery in the city. It was determined that Alex would barter for the best prices he could for each of the gems and other items they were looking to sell, and they would all meet in a few days. </p><p></p><p>The next day during their brief time there the group was already hearing about the city. The favorite topic was that King Gerin was due in the city within the week and that Marquis Hoil was expected to host not only him, but all of the other five barons of the east at the same time. This was supposed to be some big meeting, and King Gerin’s father and grandfather had done the same in the past when they thought the eastern kingdom was getting out of line. Now it was said that King Gerin wanted to do the same, and the host, Marquis Hoil, wasn’t even in the city to help prepare! He was in the elven city of trade, Elarith, trying to secure a common tax rate between them so that Kargam could receive more equitable trade for elven goods in high demand. Marquis Hoil would have to hurry back and get started on preparations, as the city was already starting to swell with people as they expected a week of holidays and a chance to see the King. The party realized that they were likely to be in the thick of it all.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="MarauderX, post: 1816015, member: 9990"] [B][U][SIZE=4]Session 19: On to Kargam[/SIZE][/U][/B] Continuing on towards Sukyskin, the group kept the two dwarves, Gregor and Bratton, away from the blind He'lander. Jerrin took the disabled elf forward where the talked about the recent events, and He'lander told Jerrin of a recent encounter he and elves had with a squad of insectoid beings that jumped them. After the elves fled and were split up, He'lander said that he was chased relentlessly by three of the spider people before he fell from exhaustion near a stream bank. When he awoke there was a carcass of a deer next to him and he saw a large gray hunking form slink into the cover of the woods. Waking fully, He'lander rested and regained strength for another day, and saw parts of the three insectoid beings strewn about around him. They looked as though they had been torn asunder, and recently. He'lander got to examine the creature closely upon it's next visit in the morning, and the hairless, six-eyed beast followed him loosely through the woods as he met up with the other surviving elves. They had lost five other elves to the spider beings that ambushed them, and now they were off to try to capture those returning from Chautauqua they thought were dangerous. Jerrin relayed most of this information to the others, and it was Sir Thovaas that spotted the gray beast early the next morning while he was on the last watch. It approached as quietly as it could, it's form nearly hidden in the surrounding fog, and Thovaas could see that it had something draped over it's shoulder. He could see the distinct six eyes and huge maw with rows of teeth and changed his position to get a better angle should it approach too closely. It heard him, and pivoted to face him for a second before tossing the carcass of a doe toward him, and the body of it skittered along the leaves of the forest floor to stop at Thovaas's feet. The beast was easily ten feet tall with broad, muscular shoulders that were wider than a horse, and it seemed to move fluidly back into the forest, crunching branches beneath it's heavy weight. Thovaas breathed a sigh of relief only after five minutes of silence. The rest woke the next morning to a freshly prepared breakfast by Thovaas, and the campfire crackled as a pan cooked a side of venison for all. It was a needed break after eating only leafy plants and bitter tasting berries collected by Jerrin and stale, dry jerky that was running low. Everyone felt at ease with the new beast as a watchdog to fetch them food, as every morning it brought them a fresh kill. The days of travel were faster with the sunny weather, and the heat was mitigated by the dense tree canopy above. Jerrin chose the most direct path back to Sukyskin and the trails were wide and easily traversed by the slow moving sages. They ventured to the bandit camp the party had raided months ago, and now everyone could sense they were close to the homestead. As they approached Sukyskin, Taras emerged from the woods to greet Jerrin first, then spotted his uncle Stephan and jumped and hooted loudly with glee. The two of them talked the rest of the way back, and the party asked questions about what had been happening recently there. Taras gave curt answer, and only noted that a group of elves had arrived expecting to buy the horses but were very disappointed. Soon they arrived at the homestead and saw for themselves how the place had changed. They were greeted with much fanfare, as Taras had ridden ahead to shout their return. The main building of Sukyskin was still there, and the burnt palisade was replaced and coated with a flame retardant wax to prevent being burned the same way in the future. Sir Thovaas spotted this and knew that someone with military experience was at the homestead, and sure enough ten of his fellow paladins showed themselves after putting down the tools they had been working with. Three cabins had been built in a clearing, and stone foundations were being laid for a forth. The forest had been cleared away to allow for a much larger garden and one field was dedicated to raising corn to support the larger populace at the homestead, and a pack of pigs were housed next to a fence that held a new group of wild horses being trained for riding. The entire populace of Sukyskin surrounded the group, and the party estimated that about a hundred now lived at the homestead. Among them were the ten paladins, survivors from many of the other camps that were attacked, and refugees from smaller camps in the area that came for the protection. The party and Stephan each told their version of the trip to Chautauqua, and from there how they met. Included was that Golthar, the man in nice robes with a halfling servant, was actually Stephan's captor, and how they had a long battle that ended in his defeat. Then the sages were rescued and everyone traveled back to Sukyskin as they fended off hobgoblins. The group skipped any mention of fighting the elves before returning. The night was a riotous affair, and Pyotr was more than a little drunk as he and his brother made toasts and told the stories of the adventurers with much exaggeration. Jerrin became the role model of adventure for all the children, and the six of them questioned him relentlessly about how big all the challenges were. Thovaas caught looks from no fewer than three single ladies that were attracted to his ease with words as well as the role of a victorious protector. The lone elf at the homestead, Ariel, and her constant companion Argan were missing from the festivities as she was weak from the fatigue of travel. The next day the party woke up late to the sounds of the smithy Willis working metal, making the final touches to Jerrin's scimitar before presenting it to the curly haired halfling. The blade was absolutely perfect in every way, proportioned correctly for his size and the balance was perfect to make the blade swish with little effort of the wrist. The sharpened blade had several markings on it from the crafter that had a small moniker with Jerrin's name embossed into the guard. Thovaas also had a present waiting for him, and his bow was carefully hung waiting for him to return for a few final adjustments to the bow string and notch length. Once positioned, Thovaas spent a good hour practicing with the powerful bow. Arrows sliced into the tree he used as a target, each time sinking deeper and deeper into the pulpy flesh. Satisfied, he made his way around the site greeting each person and inquiring about their welfare. Others also made the rounds, and some, like Arashika, were avoided more than others, but no one showed any ill will towards anyone else. The dwarves eventually stopped where the paladins were building the new cabins and began reworking and tooling the foundation stones, demanding that the footings were too shallow and the walls weren't straight and that the cabin would have been built as poorly as the three before it, and they were lucky the pair of dwarves had stopped by to correct their work. The day passed lazily away as the adventurers took a much earned respite from traveling and action. The night was spent in a deep rest as others at the homestead took watch. Then Thovaas was woken as someone with gentle hands shook him. Darya, Pyotr's wife, stood over him at his bedside and told him to be quiet then she walked to the door. She motioned for him to follow and he quietly made his way out of room and ascened the stone spiral stairs behind her. They reached the top and Thovaas smiled meakly, then she shook her head and pointed down from top of the tower to the edge of the clearing. Through the fog it was too hard to see what she was pointing to, but after hearing the crashing of the woods then the tearing of what could only be a tent, Thovaas knew immediately what it was. He sprinted down the steps, his broad shoulders bouncing from side to side on the curved staircase. He fould He'lander and woke him just as he heard the crushing of wooden barrels and crates. Thovaas also kicked the feet of anyone he passed, stirring the rest of the party from their deep slumber before he sprinted out into the camp to confront the gray beast as is tore another crate to splinters. Jerrin, Varekai, and the others joined them quickly as they watched it violently destroy the contents of the tent. The other paladins of Thovaas's order clambered to the front, only hastily armed with swords and shields. Pyotr and the rest of his family formed a semi-circle around the beast as a line against the rest of the inhabitants of Sukyskin. Jerrin spoke soothing words of the forest to it, and He'lander stood motioning as he tried to lead the beast away from the camp, but it heeded neither of them. The paladins charged forward, led by Sir Keljin, and the group watched as the first young knight was killed, his arm tugged from its socket before the beast's mouth removed half of his side. The inhabitants watched in horror as the group made little headway at first, swords biting into the gray flesh with seemingly no effect. A second knight was killed, his rib cage splayed open for all to see his innards, and a third had his head bitten off and spat out to bounce in the mud near Thovaas. Varekai came at the beast from behind to kick it several times between the legs as Jerrin brought forth a celestial wolf as large as a horse. Sir Keljin wounded the beast next, and it turned to wrench his intestines out, dashing his organs on the ground and swatting his jaw from his face. He slumped to his knees as he tried in vain to reassemble himself. The celestial wolf tore again at the thing's leg, tearing into the calf until it fell backward, sitting on the ground. Thovaas stabbed the beast and Varekai leapt through the air and brought down his elbow to cave the sloped forehead between the two rows of eyes. The gray beast twitched several times and Thovaas ran it through several times to make sure it was dead. The remaining paladins followed his lead and did the same for good measure. Surveying the carnage, the others were left to clean up the beast as Thovaas laid his fellow knights to rest in the small area dedicated as a cemetary. Guilt wracked over the loss of life by all, He'lander bid his farewells and disappeared into the forest. He told Jerrin that he would relay any talk of the elves to him should there be dire tidings. Until then, perhaps they would meet in Elarith soon. The groups stayed another day to rest and relax before heading to Kargam, and a great many of them were going to head back to the city. Stephan wanted to sell his comprehensive journal, and the sages and others wanted to return home. Plans were made to leave the following morning on foot as there were not enough horses to be used. During the day a Red Knight stopped by with three apprentices, and he asks Pyotr for lodging, hot meals and a chance to bath. The four of them were tired as they had traveled all night, and when asked why the young apprentice almost answers, then a stern look quiets him into silence. The Red Knight mentions that they are headed east to the town of Gable Falls, and that they had come from the north. Pyotr and Darya were up early, breaking one of the horses, and they bid them all well, and to keep watching over Stephan and Taras as long as they could. The sages were prepared, along with Quentin, Varekai, Arashika and a few returning paladins. The travel was easy along the open path, and they reached Misha’s Ferry a little before nightfall. There was no sign of Misha, and the paladins had mentioned that she was no where to be seen whenever they had passed the first time on their way to Sukyskin more than a week ago. They stayed the night in her cabin, and before dawn Thovaas saw a lumbering form making its way up the path slowly. Thovaas woke Jerrin and he could see it was a huge bear, and was the same they had seen with Misha, and could tell by the feathers that it was definitely her pet. He called to it softly, and used an enchantment to understand one another’s speech. It asked about Misha and whether they had seen her recently, and mentioned that it last saw her nearly ten days ago. Jerrin kept the bear company the rest of the night as it rested on a blanket next to the cabin, and he was the only one that waved goodbye as they crossed on the ferry. A few more days brought them to the large town of Velja, a place that had taken advantage of being close enough to trade with Kargam and far enough to warrant stopping for the night. The sage Rian demanded to pay for everyone for night of rest at an inn there, and the next morning the party came up with the idea of taking a river boat into the city. Jerrin met some fellow halflings that owned a boat for transporting goods and with them on board they would leave at noon if the group was ready. Everyone crossed the narrow plank to board the small ship, and before long the short crew had the boat on its way to Kargam. Thovaas had bought a bottle of fine wine for the return trip, and the other paladins followed his example and got their own. As they drank, the halflings suddenly came up with the rule that if you were drinking on their boat you had to share with them. The boat was filled with loud song as they glided downstream, and the halflings made foul gestures and purposely relieved themselves in the direction of other river boats as they passed one another. Night came, and the group slept soundly as they slipped into the city. They were woken and welcomed by the sounds of the night in the city; occasional yelling, doors slamming, dogs barking, street torches crackling, and the lapping of the water as it hit the docks. They hopped down to the docks and went to one of the row homes of the Order of Conheci with the sages. Once they were dropped off, Arashika bid farewell, and Stephan and Taras stayed at an inn with Thovaas and the others. Varekai stayed at the single monastery in the city. It was determined that Alex would barter for the best prices he could for each of the gems and other items they were looking to sell, and they would all meet in a few days. The next day during their brief time there the group was already hearing about the city. The favorite topic was that King Gerin was due in the city within the week and that Marquis Hoil was expected to host not only him, but all of the other five barons of the east at the same time. This was supposed to be some big meeting, and King Gerin’s father and grandfather had done the same in the past when they thought the eastern kingdom was getting out of line. Now it was said that King Gerin wanted to do the same, and the host, Marquis Hoil, wasn’t even in the city to help prepare! He was in the elven city of trade, Elarith, trying to secure a common tax rate between them so that Kargam could receive more equitable trade for elven goods in high demand. Marquis Hoil would have to hurry back and get started on preparations, as the city was already starting to swell with people as they expected a week of holidays and a chance to see the King. The party realized that they were likely to be in the thick of it all. [/QUOTE]
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