Destiny of the Valenar

[Shieldhaven]

Kindric's eyes widen as he reads. "'S in Dhakaani, the goblin script. Old, old story, from the sound of things. It's about a Goblin patrol led by a hobgoblin named Gheraar Akec meeting an unusual creature he refers to as the Huukaal Or Dagaal'daar Regon, roughly translated to "Pointed ear traveller Regon." That last word is not a Dhakaani word - I take it for a proper name, maybe. The encounter was peacable - no blood was shed. This creature showed up on a massive ship with massive sails, crewed by other Huukaal Or Dagaal'daar that the hobgoblins describe as "too small." The meeting is spoken of as a first encounter, and some commentary at the end describes it as the first dar ghaakhec of the "long war that followed, many years later." I'm none too sure what what dar ghaakhec means. It's also, strangely, NOT the last time a creature called Huukaal Or Dagaal'daar Regon came to these shores. Apparently, he should have been dead when he returned. I don't know if that means they should have killed him for returning - or if they think he should have been dead of old age."

 

[Mista Collins]

OOC - Sorry for the delay guys, I was out of town on a short notice, but I am back

[sblock]Dismounting from the horse on the side away from the small creature, Eliseri brings the whistle to her mouth and gives it one loud blow so that her companions farther behind can here. "You had made a big mistake little one, I advise you apologize," Eliseri says with a sarcasm.[/sblock]

 

[ShaggySpellsword]

Eliseri: [sblock]The small creature looks at you with hatred and says "It is you who made the mistake tall one, coming into our lands!" As she is speaking, she reloads her crossbow, and stepping behind another rock, vanishes from your sight.[/sblock]

Everyone else: As you are discussing the finer points and nuances of meaning in the Dhakaani scrolls, far in the distance you hear the faint, shrill call of a scout's whistle, blowing three short blasts for "Help!"

 

[Primus]

"Eliseri," Well'Xix muttered under his breath, wheeling his horse around and charging towards the source of the whistle.

 

[Shieldhaven]

Quickly tucking the scrolls and the black arrow away, Kindric spurs his horse to follow Well'Xix.

 

[tyrlaan]

Nialan Valera

Nialan hastily follows the others.

"I hope this isn't a trap..."

 

[Mista Collins]

[sblock]"Go and run! You will feel the pain of my arrows one day!" Eliseri shouts to the creature as he flees into the rocks. Drawing her bow and nocking an arrow, she stands up and tries to see if she can catch a climpse the creature fleeing through the rocks.

OOC - free action to taunt, move action to draw and ready my weapon, move action to stand. If I catch a glimpse, the arrow is going to be let loose.

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[ShaggySpellsword]

OOC: I swear I posted a response to this last week sometime...it must have vanished into cyberspace. I was getting all frustrated that we'd stalled again! My bad for not checking sooner.

Eliseri: [sblock]As you are looking into the feild of stones for your small assailant, a bolt flies out of nothingness and hits you with a powerful thud ine the left shoulder. You are hurting badly. As the pain clears your vision you see the small assassin standing not 5 feet from where she was previously. She lloks at you through her veiled face, and with hatred in her voice, says "That hurts, doesn't it elf? I will be the last thing you see, and this land that you have trespassed upon will be the last land that you tread." As she speaks, the small assailant proceeds to calmly load and wind her crossbow, clearly not fearing you, standing around 25 feet away.

Eliseri, feeling anger and confusion at her pain and the deceit played on her by this small killer responds to the pain and taunting not with immediate tears, thought they threaten, but with an arrow. Unfortunately the force of the crossbow bolt sends you shot over the head of your assailant.

"First I will slay your steed, and then you will fall to my blade. Do not run, or the desert will destroy you...and I'll help." The small warrior swathed in cloth carefully puts down her loaded crossbow on a near by rock, and draws a cruel looking sickle while approaching your mount, avoiding your reach.

OOC: The little bugger hits you for 9 damage. You attack on your round with a 13, missing. The NPC then finishes loading her weapon, discards it, and approaches your horse while drawing her sickle.[/sblock]

The rest of you ride hard. Up ahead you can barely make out a horse standing in the road, and possibly a figure standing near it. You are still 2 rounds away.

 

[Shieldhaven]

(Kindric boldly assumes that the rider is Eliseri.) He attempts to spur his mount to greater speed, but to no avail; the horse is thundering along at its full speed already. (http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=165086)

 

[Mista Collins]

[sblock]"I wouldn't take your time, for I might take your life," Eliseri says wincing in pain as she drops her bow and moves towards the creature drawing her longsword. "Why not finish me first, I'd enjoy that more."

OOC - free action to drop weapon, drawing as part of my move, fighting defensively as a standard action. Attack -1 melee (damage 1d8+2), +2 AC
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