[LPF] The Forbidden Isle of Ancient Secrets

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Iosef stands, hand on his sword, as the creature approaches. With internal senses he reaches out to feel its aura

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OOC: Detect Evil, focussed on the creature At will, a paladin can use detect evil, as the spell. A paladin can, as a move action, concentrate on a single item or individual within 60 feet and determine if it is evil, learning the strength of its aura as if having studied it for 3 rounds. While focusing on one individual or object, the paladin does not detect evil in any other object or individual within range.

 

[Satin Knights]

As the miniature dragon approaches she chuckles. In a soft voice, almost a whisper, "You may relax paladin. There will be no evil in this glade tonight unless she allows it to enter under truce. Well, that is, if things go well. If they don't, well I know you would not be able to handle it and all us little ones would be destroyed."

The proud beast continues her approach without hesitation or concern for the actions of the paladin. Once in the camp, she moves over towards the log that Kalinn sits upon. With a fluttering jump, she hops up on to the log to get a better eyeline with Kalinn.

"Kalinn Ari, you are hereby summoned to the glade by", mid-sentence she switches out of common and into [sblock=draconic] "mother. Tests and trials await to see if you are the child of destiny. You will follow me into the glade alone. There you will meet your future."

"Now stand and start walking down the hill and into the glade. I will catch up to you after giving your friend some more instructions."[/sblock]

Confused, but without a reason to refuse the request of a dragon, small one as it is, but a dragon none the less, Kalinn stands and wobbly starts walking towards the glade.

Turning around and facing the paladin again, the messenger smiles with a closed mouth as words start to flow in Iosef's mind in celestial. [sblock=Iosef]"Times are turbulent. For her safety, Kalinn must remember this night as only a dream. You will have to do what your honor says you cannot, in order to protect her. You will have to lie to her. When she asks about this meeting, tell her that it was a dream. Some of the mushrooms give spirit dreams. Tell her she fell asleep during her watch, but you stood guard through the night as you said you would. Do not tell anyone of what you have seen tonight. If dark forces realize you or your friends have knowledge, they would be tortured through a hundred deaths to see just how much knowledge they have."

"So, stay here. Protect your friends while they sleep. And under NO circumstances do you enter the glade." She jumps into the air and hovers in front of the paladin, eye to eye. "Swear on your blade you will do this!"[/sblock]

[sblock=ooc]Iosef:
a) Detect evil. None anywhere in view in any direction.
b) a sense motive tells you this little creature is chaotic good but on a mission for a higher power which has stricter morals. It walks as if it has no fear of you, or even a horde of demons, for it has backup that it believes in.
c) Since this is part of Kalinn getting her intelligent weapon, I am going to have to pull GM fiat, and you agree to do as the little faerie dragon instructs.
d) Also, if you could use the [ sblock=ooc ] instead of the [ ooc ] tags, it does a better job of handling mechanics and comments. Thanks.

Kalinn:
a) GM fiat. You go to the glade to get your introduction to Winterbite. I couldn't have you refusing.
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[Maidhc O Casain]

[sblock=OOC]NP w/ the fiat; it's entirely possible that Kalinn would've tried to make trouble [/sblock]

 

[Systole]

OOC: Damn, I wish Daylily had been on watch with Kalinn. He would had an interesting conversation with the dragon.

 

[jackslate45]

[sblock] Blame Aradra...he suggested it[/sblock]

 

[rb780nm]

With a silent smile, Iosef thinks at the creature as loudly as he can.
[sblock=Thoughts]
UPON MY SWORD, I WILL DO AS YOU ASK, FOR I SENSE NO EVIL OR DECEIT FROM YOU. BUT I LIKE IT NOT. IF HARM COMES TO HER, OR MY OTHER COMPANIONS BECAUE OF THIS, I WILL SEE YOUR MISTRESS IS CALLED TO ACCOUNT FOR HER DUPLICITY. THAT, I SWEAR UPON MY HONOR - WHICH IS MORE PRECIOUS THAN MY BLADE[/SBLOCK]

 

[Satin Knights]

The tiny dragon smiles. You can tell she wants to chuckle again, but she maintains polite composure. In a soft whisper so as to not wake the others, "Thank you."

She flutters away like a hummingbird to join Kalinn on her journey into the glade. Once she gets out to Kalinn, she lands about ten feet in front her and continues their pace down the slight slope into the glade. Occasionally looking over her shoulder, she smiles and continues leading her charge. A couple times, as Kalinn starts to ask a question, she cuts her off with the same answer, "I am just the messenger. I do not get to answer the questions. I only get the honor of escorting you." After a ways, she turns and leads Kalinn around a bend. This bend puts a barrier of forest trees between them and the paladin's eyes. A second turn reveals their destination. In this clearing several balls of light cause a soft glow for the area. In this area stands...[sblock=Kalinn] a young elven woman with hair the color of mithral and eyes of amethyst. Beside the woman is a huge wingless dragon. It is easily forty feet nose to tail. It is... It... it's the color of... a rainbow? Damn mushrooms![sblock=pic]

[/sblock]"Mother, I have brought her to you as you have asked. The paladin guards the others who sleep." Telepathically to mother so Kalinn cannot hear, "He agreed." Having completed her mission, the escort bows to the large dragon, turning, bows to the elven lady and turning again, bows to Kalinn. It then scampers off into the darkness.

The dragon speaks in a softly feminine voice, "You have two interesting blades there. One may be your destiny. The other does not belong to you. If you will return it to its rightful owner, she will be helping us tonight."

The elf dutifully steps forward with her hand out, waiting for Kalinn to hand over the falchion.

"Tell me what you know of the greatsword."
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[Maidhc O Casain]

[sblock=SK]Kalinn bows respectfully to the elven woman and hands her the falchion. As she does, a small corner of her mind wonders at the ease with which she parts from it after being so reluctant to do so for these past weeks.

She then bows to the dragon, speaking first in the language of her people, then in Draconic.

"Kiitos, rouva jaminun. I see you, my Lady." She shifts Hafísbíta smoothly so that the blade is lying scabbarded across both upturned palms and holds it forth, speaking as though introducing it. "This is Hafísbíta, Winterbite, the battle-blade of my ancestor Mynhear. With this blade did he carve out the home of the HaGruut from the wilderness of the upper Seithr. Many are the stories told of Mynhear and Hafísbíta, and of their battles against the evils that would taint our world."[/sblock]

 

[rb780nm]

Iosef returns to his vigil, keeping watch over his fellows. He keeps a close ear out for sounds of distress coming from the glade.

 

[Satin Knights]

[sblock=Kalinn]Using HaGruut, "Many of those battles were lost, but the war is not over. We knew Mynhear well then. The two of us were there at the forging of Winterbite. But the soul of Winterbite has been imprisoned. We do not know what agent of the darkness did this. We must work together to release him from that prison. That is why you have been brought here today."

"The blood of a dragon must willingly be shed. The blood of Mynhear must willingly be shed. Only then can the curse be broken to release the champion of light. When I have finished my part, you will grasp Winterbite by the blade, not the hilt, to pull it free. You will slice your palms during this stroke so our bloods mix upon the blade. Then you kneel before the elf, offering the blade as you do now. She will then do her part."

"Are you ready?"

Kalinn responds "Yes my lady."

The dragon takes the offered blade and turns her back upon Kalinn to block her view. She speaks a few ancient incantations in a language Kalinn does not understand. The next action is unmistakeable by the body contortions and whimper. Catching her breath, the dragon casts another incantation. Turning back around gingerly, the blade is buried halfway to the hilt in the thigh of the beast.
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