Feint Whispers Chapter 7: Blood, Sweat, and Fears.

[KaintheSeeker]

"Julia' nods as she closes up her books and tucks Mist away in the top of her back with a whisper and a salted fish. "So, I've got a few magics available, invisiblity for those less that stealthy." she smiles to Bhartus, "And a few spells to harry the shaman with, hopefully we'll have no little amount of luck on ourside as well."

 

[jasamcarl]

Bhartus: With the new insights that a mixture of study and experience has afforded you, certain tales and myths, both dwarven and human, that many would dismiss as nothing more that horror stories for young pups now takes on new signficance. Case in point is the legend of the Night Crafter, an evil being which created the world, but enjoyed to molevently change it on a whim, whiping away all those living on it; it is even said that it introduced magic to humanity in hopes of seeing the evil that it would inspire and thus allow mortals do to its work for it. Such were dark times of woe, until the gods appeared and smited the Night Crafter. As a dwarf, this legend offers special comfort to you, because it is said that it was Moradin's Hammer which smashed through the magic armor of the Crafter when no other god could brake past its BLACK SCALES, which were said to have been as hard as STONE. The Silverspine Mountains (the local range) along with a number of other ranges, many which dwarves occupy, are said to have been formed when the Night Crafter fell to the earth.

OOC: Just got Complete Divine. Let me know if anyone wants to use anything in it.

 

[jasamcarl]

ooc: Just waiting on Toki.....

 

[Tokiwong]

On my command unleash hell...

Jericho decides to go with the gamble... he turns to Tarowyn, "May your gods give you favor, you will need it this day."

He turns to his officers, "Time for us to unleash hell I ride with the main force, get your best men to lead the secondary force for the pincer maneuver. Today we live or die by the blade..."

 

[Krug]

Bhartus relates the legend to the rest of the group. "Moradin guide our hands in smiting these foul gobs. Blood shall run today, but there is no question we will emerge as victors!"

Bhartus cautions the scouts to look out for the gobs, as they probably spread out over the night and placed vile traps.

 

[Mirth]

"Julia' nods as she closes up her books and tucks Mist away in the top of her back with a whisper and a salted fish. "So, I've got a few magics available, invisiblity for those less that stealthy." she smiles to Bhartus, "And a few spells to harry the shaman with, hopefully we'll have no little amount of luck on ourside as well."

OOC: Just so you know, Bhartus decided a few posts up not to join the smaller unit, but instead stay with Jericho and the main attack force. Although that might change right now...

Tarowyn looks thoughtfully at the dwarf as he relays the tale, his mind going over the subtle relationship of the legend and their current situation. "Bhartus, if what you say is true," Tarowyn says when the priest is finished, "then your hammer, 'a hammer of Moradin' if you will, may be the only thing that can bring down the obelisk, which seems to be as tough as that 'black scale armor of the Night Crafter.'"

"You should come with our covert group after all, methinks," The elf says as he clasps the dwarf's shoulder. "If we can get you close enough to that cursed pillar, we might have a chance of succeeding. What say you?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

"The more the merrier," Norri adds with a grin.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus listens to Tarowyn's words. "Relying on superstition sounds risky, but well it is worth a try. Shall we bring a few more scouts with us?"

 

[Krug]

"Well are we moving ahead or waiting for the sky to fall upon us?" says Bhartus.

 

[Festy_Dog]

"The enemy or the sky, I know which I'd prefer to try defeating. Let's try not to give the sky ideas by the way," Norri says with a good-humoured wink.