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<blockquote data-quote="Hrothgar" data-source="post: 3058431" data-attributes="member: 22226"><p>Elaural hangs on Kaela's words, her hand on the young woman's shoulder, lending strength. Elaural gasps audibly when she sees the stone. She reaches forth, her hand hovering above the granite shard with its stylized oak on a hill, but not touching it. <span style="color: DarkOrange">These are etheldar runes!</span> Elaural's eyes widen. <span style="color: DarkOrange">I have seen this rune before, on ruined, ancient shrines scattered throughout Eredane. My guess is that Caft built its ancestor ring on the ruins of a etheldar temple. I know that the stylized symbol represents a deity once worshipped by the etheldar, but beyond that I do not know how to interpret it. The scholars of the Order of Truth in Caradul may very well know its meaning. Is there any marks also on the girl? With your permission...</span> Elaural kneels next to Aislinn, gently pulling back her frayed clothes to reveal her white skin. Elaural smiles widely; on Aislinn's left breast is a small, red mark identical to the mark on Kaela's stone. Elaural stands excitedly.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">I sense great power in that stone. It is alive, pulsing. It has formed a connection with you, young Keala. Through the long ages that separate the fey from their etheldar ancestors, we have lost much of the wisdome of our forbears. They are the ones that could speak with the Lost Gods, those now veiled from us by Shadow. Has that veil been pierced, or indeed, has an ancient goddess awoken to help us fight the Shadow?</span> She gazes at Starhl and Valurel. <span style="color: DarkOrange">Rest assured, the elves of Erethor will offer everything we can to save this young girl.</span></p><p></p><p>Those insurgents watching the proceedings whisper excitedly amongst themselves. A large male warrior stands. <span style="color: DarkOrange">If this girl does represent a link to the Lost Gods, what do we do with her? Hide her? If she is a weapon, who may wield her against the Shadow?</span> A female Dorn stands, her blonde hair knotted down her back, scarred hands resting on the haft of a heavy club. <span style="color: DarkOrange">The young girl is from the north, that is where she should return. Take the fight to the very seat of the Shadow. She was given to the North to defend itself.</span> The male Erenlander sneers. <span style="color: DarkOrange">She is here now! The Northern resistance is in shambles! The Dorns of the North are lost!</span> Immediately half of the assemblege rises, all obviously Dorns, or at least Erenlanders with mainly Dornish blood. Hands immediately drop to weapons, as the other Erenlanders rise as well. The Dorn woman speaks. <span style="color: DarkOrange">You Erenlander weakling! It is the Dorns that bear the brunt of the Shadow like breakers on the shore - you and your ilk have no understanding of its full power! I say she travels north!</span> Surrounding Dorns raise their voices in support.</p><p></p><p>Eluaral raises her hands. <span style="color: DarkOrange">Stop! We must not quarrel! We all fight the Shadow, not each other! The young girl must travel to Erethor, to those elves who might be skilled enough to heal her and interpret her power. We have no time to lose!</span></p><p></p><p>The male Erenlander slams his fist into his open palm. <span style="color: DarkOrange">NO! When have we had such a chance to rid Baden's Bluff of the Shadow's grip! Let our channelers divine her use as a weapon!</span></p><p></p><p>Murdoch steps forward, his face grim. Throwing back his hood, he reveals his face. <span style="color: DarkOrange">As Murdoch Baden, brother of Tomas Baden heir of Baden's Bluff, I decree this girl travels to Erethor! Use your heads! She will die before you can use her as a weapon!</span></p><p></p><p>The Dorn woman scowls. <span style="color: DarkOrange">I have seen my people live like dogs, trampeled under the heal of the Shadow. This is our chance, however slim. How will the elves help us after they have her? Hidden and safe in their great forest? No. She stays.</span></p><p></p><p>The eight insurgents place their hands on weapons, four Dorns and four Erenlanders stepping forward to separate Aislinn from the Heroes...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hrothgar, post: 3058431, member: 22226"] Elaural hangs on Kaela's words, her hand on the young woman's shoulder, lending strength. Elaural gasps audibly when she sees the stone. She reaches forth, her hand hovering above the granite shard with its stylized oak on a hill, but not touching it. [COLOR=DarkOrange]These are etheldar runes![/COLOR] Elaural's eyes widen. [COLOR=DarkOrange]I have seen this rune before, on ruined, ancient shrines scattered throughout Eredane. My guess is that Caft built its ancestor ring on the ruins of a etheldar temple. I know that the stylized symbol represents a deity once worshipped by the etheldar, but beyond that I do not know how to interpret it. The scholars of the Order of Truth in Caradul may very well know its meaning. Is there any marks also on the girl? With your permission...[/COLOR] Elaural kneels next to Aislinn, gently pulling back her frayed clothes to reveal her white skin. Elaural smiles widely; on Aislinn's left breast is a small, red mark identical to the mark on Kaela's stone. Elaural stands excitedly. [COLOR=DarkOrange]I sense great power in that stone. It is alive, pulsing. It has formed a connection with you, young Keala. Through the long ages that separate the fey from their etheldar ancestors, we have lost much of the wisdome of our forbears. They are the ones that could speak with the Lost Gods, those now veiled from us by Shadow. Has that veil been pierced, or indeed, has an ancient goddess awoken to help us fight the Shadow?[/COLOR] She gazes at Starhl and Valurel. [COLOR=DarkOrange]Rest assured, the elves of Erethor will offer everything we can to save this young girl.[/COLOR] Those insurgents watching the proceedings whisper excitedly amongst themselves. A large male warrior stands. [COLOR=DarkOrange]If this girl does represent a link to the Lost Gods, what do we do with her? Hide her? If she is a weapon, who may wield her against the Shadow?[/COLOR] A female Dorn stands, her blonde hair knotted down her back, scarred hands resting on the haft of a heavy club. [COLOR=DarkOrange]The young girl is from the north, that is where she should return. Take the fight to the very seat of the Shadow. She was given to the North to defend itself.[/COLOR] The male Erenlander sneers. [COLOR=DarkOrange]She is here now! The Northern resistance is in shambles! The Dorns of the North are lost![/COLOR] Immediately half of the assemblege rises, all obviously Dorns, or at least Erenlanders with mainly Dornish blood. Hands immediately drop to weapons, as the other Erenlanders rise as well. The Dorn woman speaks. [COLOR=DarkOrange]You Erenlander weakling! It is the Dorns that bear the brunt of the Shadow like breakers on the shore - you and your ilk have no understanding of its full power! I say she travels north![/COLOR] Surrounding Dorns raise their voices in support. Eluaral raises her hands. [COLOR=DarkOrange]Stop! We must not quarrel! We all fight the Shadow, not each other! The young girl must travel to Erethor, to those elves who might be skilled enough to heal her and interpret her power. We have no time to lose![/COLOR] The male Erenlander slams his fist into his open palm. [COLOR=DarkOrange]NO! When have we had such a chance to rid Baden's Bluff of the Shadow's grip! Let our channelers divine her use as a weapon![/COLOR] Murdoch steps forward, his face grim. Throwing back his hood, he reveals his face. [COLOR=DarkOrange]As Murdoch Baden, brother of Tomas Baden heir of Baden's Bluff, I decree this girl travels to Erethor! Use your heads! She will die before you can use her as a weapon![/COLOR] The Dorn woman scowls. [COLOR=DarkOrange]I have seen my people live like dogs, trampeled under the heal of the Shadow. This is our chance, however slim. How will the elves help us after they have her? Hidden and safe in their great forest? No. She stays.[/COLOR] The eight insurgents place their hands on weapons, four Dorns and four Erenlanders stepping forward to separate Aislinn from the Heroes... [/QUOTE]
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