Romance of the River Kingdoms II

[Neurotic]

"Indeed you're welcome. Any evil you bring in will turn on you. Any good will will be multiplied." grave voice just behind them speaks suddenly.

Turning quickly, you see shrouded and hooded figure which probably would cause a shudder of fear...if it was more then two and a half feet tall. Even this small, you cannot but wonder from where did he appear.

OOC: welcome

 

[Walking Dad]

AC 15 (T15, FF13), HP 51/51, F +6,R+3,W+7 (Spells: 1:4/5, 2:4/4)
Ape Form (AC: 18, Touch: 18, Flat Footed: 14)

Ape looks more reserved at the newcomers. The apish looking man in loose garbs and with only a staff as weapon murmurs some quite words as he stares at them.

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cast detect magic. To many possessed, spirit and other enemies lately.

updated!

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Ape
Spells (CL: 5, DC: 13+spell level)
infinite/Day Level 0: Stabilize, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Read Magic
5/Day Level 1: Faerie Fire, Produce Lightning, Shillelagh, Lesser Vigor, Detect Spirits, Summon Nature's Ally I.
4/Day Level 2: Summon Nature's Ally II, Protection from Spirits, Animal Aspect, Ball Lightning
3/Day Level3: Summon Nature's Ally III, Magic Circle vs Spirits

Baboon Traits:
AC: 18, Touch: 18, Flat Footed: 14
Fort: +7
Refl: +5
Will: +7
Move: 40', cimb 40'
Init: +4
Perception: +11
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[Dr Simon]

The Vashti is a young woman dressed in plain white robes (although on closer inspection they aren't quite plain, but embroidered white on white with images associated with the river - swimming carp, swaying rushes and so on). She has shoulder length black hair, her youthful features are a mix of asharan, nekuuese and anhoine.

She greets the newcomers in a small ornamental garden at the heart of the narvinda.

"Welcome," she says. "Would you care for some tea?" She gestures for everyone to sit down.

"I'm Aru Leng, Vashti of Cormondal. I understand you've come to pay your respects to my great aunt Vasu Leng, the late Vashti. I thank you for the honour. The funeral has already been conducted, but you are welcome to make an offering in our temple of remembrance."

 

[ahayford]

Glip bows curtly, and takes a seat at the table. He accepts the offered cup of tea, so as not to appear rude, and takes a token sip. Glip never did understand the surfacers' strange obsession with taking perfectly good water and muddying it up.

Glip removes an object wrapped in thick, damp, kelp leaves and places it on the low table in front of him.
Vashti, The Wavecrest clan offers this token of remembrance to honor the Vashti that was.

Glip unwraps the bundle revealing a enormous and beautiful nautilus shell. The iridescent surface is gold with marbling of silver and blue.

Among our people, the shells of the nautilus serve to remind us that our bodies here are but temporary homes. And that someday, we will shed our mortal shells and move on to our next life. This shell was home to a great creature that lived many years before moving on. It is the people's wish that this shell remind all those whom she helped of her wisdom and beauty...and remind all those that gaze upon it that life is but a fleeting thing, preparing us for what is the come next.

Glip bows his head, and pushes the gift across the table to the Vashti.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Chaarr hops nimbly up on a stool and stands atop it so that he can see onto the table. He accepts the offer of tea and sips it appreciatively. When Glip places his offering on the table, the little Ura purses his lips and whistles softly. "A magnificent offering! Magnificent!"

He turns to look at the new Vashti and bows respectfully. "I am called Chaarr of Ghost Stalker in Snow on the Sand. Sadly, I have nothing so thoughtful - nor so valuable - to offer for remembrance, but am prepared to give of my time and my skills as a worker of metals. Is there aught that needs making or fixing to which I can make my small contribution?"

 

[Neurotic]

Cowled figure looks at the two from shadows, not speaking since the greeting. He's careful, wary of treachery, but doesn't seem openly hostile.

 

[Dr Simon]

"Master Chaarr is right," says the Vashti. "This is a magnificent gift, thank you." She favours Glip with a beaming smile and then looks down at Chaar. "And as for your equally generous offer," she says, "I'm sure we can find use for your services. It seems that the weave of fate has bought you both here today at the same time. I wonder what it signifies?"

Just then there is a sudden uproar from outside the narvinda; sounds of panic. The Vashti raises her eyebrows and puts down her teacup.

"Fate indeed." She stands and gestures to the entrance. "Shall we?"

 

[Neurotic]

"Here we go again." voice can be heard from the shadows as little swordmage is swallowed by them.

 

[Walking Dad]

Ape nods grimly as he stands up.

 

[Shayuri]

Annika perks up at the noise and looks around, her movements a little birdlike even in her human form. She quickly goes to see what the source of the commotion is about.