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<blockquote data-quote="Andrew D. Gable" data-source="post: 463122" data-attributes="member: 4144"><p>The sun set, and the wood was laid in lines in the great field outside the town. Kylie and the others watched as the white-robed druids of Frith Margadh issued forth from the town, bearing torches. They bent and touched the torches to the dry wood, and within moments two walls of fire blazed forth. Following this, a number of young girls came forward, ushering the yearling calves through the fiery path. The cattle - the tribe’s lifeblood - thus purified and blessed by the Gods, the ceremony of Beltaine ended and the celebrations began.</p><p></p><p>*********</p><p></p><p>The next morning dawned cold and misty from rain. Once the aftereffects of the night’s revelry had been shaken off (Lucan, ever the prudent elf, had wisely abstained), the two young women and the elf went to meet with Bricriu, as ordered by Conn. </p><p></p><p>“We were told to meet with you,” Maeve announced, bowing deeply.</p><p></p><p>“Ah, so you were,” the aged warrior replied. “I’ll have you know, Prince Conn believes you have great potential. But potential is worthless until tested in the heat of battle - so test it, you shall! To the east of here lie the lands of the Tylwyth Rhaidd tribe. A band of our warriors are preparing for a cattle raid against the tribe while their warriors are still dazed from too much Beltaine mead, and I am instructed to send you along. In this skirmish can you lay rightful claim to your first warrior-rings.”</p><p></p><p>Kylie initially expressed some doubts over this course of action, wondering which side the Tylwyth Rhaidd were really on - “it wouldn’t do to anger our allies,” she reasoned. The raven-haired witch and Lucan quickly convinced her otherwise, however. </p><p></p><p>The three joined with a small army that was gathering on the festfields of Frith Margadh. All in all, there were about 80 soldiers present, all young tribesmen newly come of age. Lucan fell in with the unit of 20 or so archers, while Kylie fell in with the infantry and Maeve lent her spell casting expertise to the fray. </p><p></p><p>The “army” marched through the Frith for several hours, eventually coming to another palisade quite similar to the one surrounding Frith Margadh. Upon approach, an eerie, slow and thunderous drumbeat sounded. Suddenly the gates of the palisade burst open, and out rushed 80 or 90 screaming tribesmen brandishing spears. The army of the Tylwyth Rhaidd. </p><p></p><p>First the archers, under the command of Lucan, opened up fire on the approaching enemy, mowing down several soldiers. Then the infantry charged in, brandishing their great iron axes. Axes swung and connected, spears flashed and connected, and enemy arrows flew towards the army of the Frith. A quick spell cast by Maeve lent the assistance of goblins to the fray.</p><p></p><p>“Conn Cruaslios is the son of a fatherless goat,” spat one of the enemy champions, a burly man clad in a wolf hide cloak and a woolen shirt. “And the Tylwyth Rhaidd are the brothers to that goat,” Kylie retorted, and chopped down with Skull-Cleaver. She and the champion danced the dance of battle, and in a few scant seconds her blade was sticky with gore as she cleft his skull in twain.</p><p></p><p>Again Maeve cast a spell, and this time several men broke from the fray and fled towards the watchtowers on the palisade wall. 20 men from the Frith were sent into the towers to scavenge and steal and slay, and the remaining Frithsmen closed in to finish the battle with the Rhaidd. Lucan and his archers drew their swords and axes, and ran up to help finish off the Rhaidd. The remaining enemy units were surrounded, and Man-Raker thrust forward along with countless other spears, and soon the ground was bathed in the blood of the Rhaidd. The Frithsmen whooped their battle-cries.</p><p></p><p>After several minutes, the raiders returned from the tower and festfields with several captives, gold and a few captured cattle. They quickly made their way back to Frith Margadh. Bricriu greeted them at the gates. “Well done,” he said, “you’ve passed the Test of Iron.”</p><p></p><p>The iron from the captured armor and weapons was melted down into warrior-rings for the survivors of the raid. Maeve, Kylie, and Lucan were beginning to make a name for themselves in Frith Margadh.</p><p></p><p><strong>Note:</strong> I cut out a lengthy section of play during the Beltaine festival, during which time Maeve proved herself to some of the warriors of the tribe with various feats of skill and Kylie’s player was outside arguing with his girlfriend. I’ve picked up at the point where we once again had all the players present.</p><p></p><p>Yes, I use the Slaine rules: you can probably tell. I'll also credit another inspiration to me while running this, Bernard Cornwell's Warlord Trilogy.</p><p></p><p>Next installment is coming Tuesday.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Andrew D. Gable, post: 463122, member: 4144"] The sun set, and the wood was laid in lines in the great field outside the town. Kylie and the others watched as the white-robed druids of Frith Margadh issued forth from the town, bearing torches. They bent and touched the torches to the dry wood, and within moments two walls of fire blazed forth. Following this, a number of young girls came forward, ushering the yearling calves through the fiery path. The cattle - the tribe’s lifeblood - thus purified and blessed by the Gods, the ceremony of Beltaine ended and the celebrations began. ********* The next morning dawned cold and misty from rain. Once the aftereffects of the night’s revelry had been shaken off (Lucan, ever the prudent elf, had wisely abstained), the two young women and the elf went to meet with Bricriu, as ordered by Conn. “We were told to meet with you,” Maeve announced, bowing deeply. “Ah, so you were,” the aged warrior replied. “I’ll have you know, Prince Conn believes you have great potential. But potential is worthless until tested in the heat of battle - so test it, you shall! To the east of here lie the lands of the Tylwyth Rhaidd tribe. A band of our warriors are preparing for a cattle raid against the tribe while their warriors are still dazed from too much Beltaine mead, and I am instructed to send you along. In this skirmish can you lay rightful claim to your first warrior-rings.” Kylie initially expressed some doubts over this course of action, wondering which side the Tylwyth Rhaidd were really on - “it wouldn’t do to anger our allies,” she reasoned. The raven-haired witch and Lucan quickly convinced her otherwise, however. The three joined with a small army that was gathering on the festfields of Frith Margadh. All in all, there were about 80 soldiers present, all young tribesmen newly come of age. Lucan fell in with the unit of 20 or so archers, while Kylie fell in with the infantry and Maeve lent her spell casting expertise to the fray. The “army” marched through the Frith for several hours, eventually coming to another palisade quite similar to the one surrounding Frith Margadh. Upon approach, an eerie, slow and thunderous drumbeat sounded. Suddenly the gates of the palisade burst open, and out rushed 80 or 90 screaming tribesmen brandishing spears. The army of the Tylwyth Rhaidd. First the archers, under the command of Lucan, opened up fire on the approaching enemy, mowing down several soldiers. Then the infantry charged in, brandishing their great iron axes. Axes swung and connected, spears flashed and connected, and enemy arrows flew towards the army of the Frith. A quick spell cast by Maeve lent the assistance of goblins to the fray. “Conn Cruaslios is the son of a fatherless goat,” spat one of the enemy champions, a burly man clad in a wolf hide cloak and a woolen shirt. “And the Tylwyth Rhaidd are the brothers to that goat,” Kylie retorted, and chopped down with Skull-Cleaver. She and the champion danced the dance of battle, and in a few scant seconds her blade was sticky with gore as she cleft his skull in twain. Again Maeve cast a spell, and this time several men broke from the fray and fled towards the watchtowers on the palisade wall. 20 men from the Frith were sent into the towers to scavenge and steal and slay, and the remaining Frithsmen closed in to finish the battle with the Rhaidd. Lucan and his archers drew their swords and axes, and ran up to help finish off the Rhaidd. The remaining enemy units were surrounded, and Man-Raker thrust forward along with countless other spears, and soon the ground was bathed in the blood of the Rhaidd. The Frithsmen whooped their battle-cries. After several minutes, the raiders returned from the tower and festfields with several captives, gold and a few captured cattle. They quickly made their way back to Frith Margadh. Bricriu greeted them at the gates. “Well done,” he said, “you’ve passed the Test of Iron.” The iron from the captured armor and weapons was melted down into warrior-rings for the survivors of the raid. Maeve, Kylie, and Lucan were beginning to make a name for themselves in Frith Margadh. [b]Note:[/b] I cut out a lengthy section of play during the Beltaine festival, during which time Maeve proved herself to some of the warriors of the tribe with various feats of skill and Kylie’s player was outside arguing with his girlfriend. I’ve picked up at the point where we once again had all the players present. Yes, I use the Slaine rules: you can probably tell. I'll also credit another inspiration to me while running this, Bernard Cornwell's Warlord Trilogy. Next installment is coming Tuesday. [/QUOTE]
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