Domhani Bairdéir 01

[Scotley]

Gavril

After pausing to adjust his hat, Gavril responds to Cerallos' music and urges his horse to speed up a bit.

 

[arkansasdave]

OOC: I am pretty sure that everybody has posted an action--Skath is doing some recon, Bear is taking point of the group, and Cerellos and Gavril are both traveling.

Waiting for the GM....................

 

[draven14]

Cerallos

......hmmm hmmmm hmm hmm ...."hey have you heard the one about the priest and"...

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Are ya'll about done fooling around . . . ?

Apparantly the Gods of Ambrethel don't care much for sarcasm. Huge lightening bolts begin raining down from the clear blue sky, obliterating the party . . .

OOC:

Just joking! Sorry I've been out of touch - I kept meaning to post (or at least check in) but work's been kicking my bottom and I've just not had the energy to think in the evenings this week. Anyway, here we go . . .

IC:

At long last, the party manages to make it through the Wilderlands to the site of the Queen's silver mine (OOC: Ignore the name on the map - this mine is just a nameless dig set up by a miner contracting with the Queen)

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

OOC: A little refresher on what we are doing here might be helpful. I'm guessing those spawled out figures on the map are not sleeping miners...

 

[mleibrock]

Skath

OCC - From which side are we approaching?

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Found It!

"No General I, sir! We have none such amongst the modern Bairdéir. I'm just a simple messenger, and perhaps company on your road - for a while, at least.

This, then, is the Queen's bidding. Queen Máthair has been running on a shoestring budget for some time now. This is hardly a concern for Bairdéir such as I, who serve out of love and loyalty, but the regular army must be paid.

Some 3 months ago, Máthair was approached by one Vyl Corruck, who claimed to have magical gifts allowing him to divine the location of silver and gold deep underearth. This man claimed there was still silver to be had in the mines in FásachFiántas, just across the Tearmann border. All he wanted in return for finding this ore for the Queen was a place in her Court, as Nobility (and a percentage of the silver from the mine).

The Queen was convinced, and dispatched Master Corruck with a squad of 20 miners. They should long since have found the mines, assessed the availability of raw ore, and sent word back, but the Queen's heard nothing from them since the day they left Tearmann.

You are to locate Vyl Corruck and the miners and investigate the situation. As commissioned irregulars, you are given Queen's Bond to resolve whatever situation you find as you deem appropriate and in the best interests of the country. The Queen asks only for a report of your findings and subsequent actions."

OOC:

Everyone in the party was also given a ring by which they can be recognized as an agent of the Queen. This is a trial 'employment' to see if the party members are a good fit as agents and the Queen is a good fit for them as an 'employer' in addition to a ruler.

IC:

The party is arriving from the SouthWest, travelling along the lowest tier of the encampment (where the bodies are). The jungle grows a little thinner as they approach the area, but there is still plenty of cover.

As they near the area, each of the party members hears an angry squawking and a very loud and sudden rustling - lots of crows would make such a racket - from up ahead. Soon after the rustling quiets and the squawking moves up into the canopy, they come across the first body, obviously a miner. His body is contorted into an awful position, and a cursory glance will reveal to anyone with the even a passing acquaintance of anatomy that many of his bones are broken.

The racket the crows are making in the canopy is loud enough to make hearing each other difficult without shouting.

 

[arkansasdave]

Béar

"I can't hear much over the racket.
Master Skath, what do you think of a little reconnaissance mission? Do you think you can fly over the trees and see what lies ahead of us (reasonably) safely?"

 

[mleibrock]

Skáth

"This does not bode well for Vyl and his party. I wish I could but I would not feel safe if one of those birds decided to make a meal of me, I would much rather stay here with the group."

 

[arkansasdave]

Béar

"I understand."

Béar pokes around camp looking for tracks, animal dropings, bite marks on the bodies. Anything that might give us a clue as to what we are facing.

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