Lost Homeland

[Dog Moon]

Rogue's Gallery
OOC Thread

Month: Rikith [5th Month]. Day: 3.

It has been two years since the Kobolds and Gnomes have fled their homes [Jegorjevsk and Karlsruhe, respectively] from the Dwarven invasion force. They stayed underground as long as they could, but unfortunately, without a permanent residence, both races were forced to enter the world above the ground but a couple of months ago. Joining forces, they have gained strength, but none are sure whether they can survive on the surface world.

You two have returned home after being gone for some time. As much as you enjoy seeing your people again, you are saddened when you hear the Farelites have put together a small army to defeat those who have begun calling themselves Chigans in an attempt to ignore the differences between their peoples. The town of Chigo is still quite small, but the Farelites are nonetheless not pleased with their residence in their nation. They consider the Chigans as an invading force living within their lands. They do not seem to realize that you are refugees instead of invaders.

Fortunately, the Farelites totally underestimated the abilities of the Chigans and after a bloody battle, were forced into a hasty retreat. You fought in this battle, using your skills and proving your worth. When the Kobold leader learned that his son had been killed in this battle, he immediately requested the usage of Magic to bring his son back to life. After a short discussion, it was decided that you two were qualified to go into the Land of the Dead and return his son back to life by guiding him to the land of Lecrutia [the world of the living].

You stand ready inside the temple, waiting for the Svirfneblin Cleric named Gleb to finish the incantations. The room you stand in is large with a circular portal against the wall and a comfortable bed nearby. A chamber pot sits in the room as does a shelf with numerous books on it, enough to stay comfortable for a short period of time. A small box rests in one corner and you believe this to be the body of the Kobold leader's son, awaiting the arrival of his soul. Gleb finishes his incantantions and with a touch to five points along the portal's frame, the center of the portal shimmers in a bluish-black color. It wavers as if wind blowing across a thing surface of water. Gleb stands back and rests on the cot.

Stepping through the portal, you enter a darkened world in the midst of a great forest. A path leads forward through the trees. Above you moves very slowly a gathering of dark clouds. The trees remain deathly still. Ahead of you moves a slight figure, a lightly transparent woman outlined in a faint blue light. She moves forward slowly, her steps cautious, almost as if she was learning to walk again.

 

[Aereas]

First post is mine!!! (Not counting DM post ^_^)

With a glance to my adventuring companion I shrug and begin to walk forward slowly, testing the ground with the first few steps. Marveling at how much different this place looks than the land of the living it takes a few moments to actually notice the lady before me. Or more specificaly to notice that she seems to be the only other one here. Feeling sure that this strange land wont fall apart I walk up to her, slowing down as I draw near, and call out "Good day miss. Could I bother you for a moment of your time please?"

 

[Charberus]

Alth dust himself off, and straightens his clothing. When done with that, Skitter appears behind him and nudges his head into the back of Alth.

"What a dreary place." mumbles Alth as glances at the darkness and path. "I wonder if this women knows anything?"

Shaking his head, and giving a low HHhsssssss, Skitter decides to stay clear of the translucent creature.

Alth, then sees that Freylin has beat him to the mysterious figure, so he casually walks up and bows to the female. "Greetings madam. what seems to be the problem?"

 

[Dog Moon]

As you approach the figure, you see that she is young, perhaps only 14 or 15 years of age. She wears but a simple shift and it seems to be a part of her form, not separate as the dressings you currently wear.

She turns to you, her face filled with sadness. Below her neck is a nasty cut the width of her throat. She slowly looks between the two of you. "Where am I?" she asks in a clear, yet distressed tone. "I-this is not my room."

 

[Aereas]

Smiling gently at her it has become quite apparent that she has died and doesn't seem to remember any of it. But how did she? Suicide? Murder? Such a young age to die at. poor girl. Well, no point in making this transition harder on her than it already is. Still smiling trying to appear gentle I say "Perhaps we can find your room together. Whats the last thing you remeber?"

 

[Dog Moon]

"Remember? Going to sleep." She pauses and glanced around. "Am I dreaming?" she asks. "I have never dreamed of anything like this before. This feels so...real."

 

[Charberus]

To the ghost, "Calm down and take a deep breath. What is your name?" As Alth ask, he takes another look around the area, seeing if there is anything he might have missed from the initial transition into the land of the dead. He then tells Skitter to be alert.

Skitter perks up and cautously walks over to Alth, all the while looking around for danger. It gives a low growl and then starts sniffing the ground for any scents of food.

Alth sighs. Then goes up to Freylin and whispers, "This area gives me the creeps. With the approaching darkness and only 1 path into the trees, we might want to consider finding a town/decent campsite. I only wish the cleric had given us more information about what this world would be like and what are the possible dangers"

 

[Aereas]

Still smiling to the girl in an attempt to keep her from worrying too much I say "I wish this was a dream, but its as real as the air we breathe." With those words Freylin thought Well, the air I breathe anyway. It doesn't look like she is the breathing sort anymore.

Pushing those thoughts away I listen to what Alth says before nodding in agreement and regarding the girl again "My companion here has a point. I know nothing of this land and would not like to be caught out here all night. Would you like to come with us? Perhaps we can find your hoe while were at it." Freylin had no intension of mentioning that this was probably day and that night would only get darker, or that the girl probably didn't have a home anymore. The little girl had enough to worry about and didn't need more to complicate her afterlife.

 

[Dog Moon]

The girl opens her mouth and when nothing happens, she closes her mouth and frowns. You both realized that though she attempted to listen to the advice of breathing, no air entered or exited her mouth. After a few seconds, you notice that her chest is not rising and falling, a sign that she is not breathing. The girl seems puzzled by this however, and clasped together, she touches her hands to her breast.

"My name is Vita," she then answers, but then with a start, her eyes open widely and she collapses to her knees as she clutches at her throat. She makes sobbing noises, but no tears exit her eyes. "I'm dead, aren't I?" she asks.

[SBLOCK=Alth]You notice that her name sounds Morrocan, from the nation of Morok to the south and east.[/SBLOCK]

 

[Charberus]

Yes, you are dead. You must have recently died. Do you remember what was happening before you died? Was there an invasion of dwarves? Alth and skitter prepare's for a flashback.