seasong's Light Against The Dark (FEB 06)
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incognito
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What? No Vicky's Secret?! What kinda game are you running here!
That's no woman - that's a man, baby! Yeah!
...like lying about his bowling score? How evil we talkin' here?
Sorry for the offhand comments - I'm a little puchy after working until 1AM, then back in the office at 8...
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seasong
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About 60 pounds.
*ba da dum*
Okay, more seriously... Myth has surprisingly little to say about it, other than that a powerful necromancer, centuries ago, made destroying or burying it his highest priority, and a snippet from a poem found on a temple story-wall of "the sunstone, that which brought day to deepest night". And that it was in use by a more militant order of Allas.
The safest bet is that the Stone has some combat utility against undead.
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seasong
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A Kobold's Mission
An evening later, as the young heroes relaxed at the tower and plotted their next move, there was a banging at the tower door. It was the kid of a neighbor, and he was grinning and speaking near-gibberish... but they caught "kobold" and "city center" and "message", and took off like a shot.
Well, Athan and Merideth did. Greppa ran as quickly as he could.
When they arrived, the kobold had not yet arrived at the city center, and a massive crowd had arisen. Their first good look at a kobold, he was a delicate, tiny humanoid, covered in dark red scales, with massive amber eyes, razor teeth, and a brow ridge of spikes. He was dressed in a throw-over of jet black silks, and carried an ebony walking stick. He walked with stately grace for one so small, and largely ignored the gathering people.
When at last he arrived, he stepped into the center, and clapped his hands together. A circle of flame slowly widened out from his position, and Theralese citizens stumbled over each other getting out of its way. When he had a sizable area around him, he spoke.
"Dwellers in the city of Amalan's valleys, I bring you both warnings and thanks. In your war, you have observed the old treaties well. Amalan's friendship with your people is strengthened by this, and He thanks you for your respect."
"However, He also knows that war is a time of great temptation, and asks that you not, in desparation, forget the bonds forged in centuries of friendship between your people and Him. Do not think that such things can be escaped, as these orcs once did."
And with that, he claps his hands together again, and speaks words in the dragon's tongue, and the area the kobold stands in is covered in a vast image of the lands outside the valleys. In it, the people can see orcs cutting down trees and using them as battering rams against the shield wall. Then, abruptly, it shifts... and Athan, Greppa and Merideth recognize the valley where they were slaves, and the Bunahken drums.
There is carnage. The dragon Amalan rips through the tribe like a hurricane.
After, there is silence. The kobold is gone, having disappeared when the image manifested. Questions are voiced in wavering tones, but not because the message was not clear.
Greppa, however, focuses on something else, and raises his voice to be heard, "So does this mean the orcs will be attacking us soon? Otherwise, why send this message now?"
An evening later, as the young heroes relaxed at the tower and plotted their next move, there was a banging at the tower door. It was the kid of a neighbor, and he was grinning and speaking near-gibberish... but they caught "kobold" and "city center" and "message", and took off like a shot.
Well, Athan and Merideth did. Greppa ran as quickly as he could.
When they arrived, the kobold had not yet arrived at the city center, and a massive crowd had arisen. Their first good look at a kobold, he was a delicate, tiny humanoid, covered in dark red scales, with massive amber eyes, razor teeth, and a brow ridge of spikes. He was dressed in a throw-over of jet black silks, and carried an ebony walking stick. He walked with stately grace for one so small, and largely ignored the gathering people.
When at last he arrived, he stepped into the center, and clapped his hands together. A circle of flame slowly widened out from his position, and Theralese citizens stumbled over each other getting out of its way. When he had a sizable area around him, he spoke.
"Dwellers in the city of Amalan's valleys, I bring you both warnings and thanks. In your war, you have observed the old treaties well. Amalan's friendship with your people is strengthened by this, and He thanks you for your respect."
"However, He also knows that war is a time of great temptation, and asks that you not, in desparation, forget the bonds forged in centuries of friendship between your people and Him. Do not think that such things can be escaped, as these orcs once did."
And with that, he claps his hands together again, and speaks words in the dragon's tongue, and the area the kobold stands in is covered in a vast image of the lands outside the valleys. In it, the people can see orcs cutting down trees and using them as battering rams against the shield wall. Then, abruptly, it shifts... and Athan, Greppa and Merideth recognize the valley where they were slaves, and the Bunahken drums.
There is carnage. The dragon Amalan rips through the tribe like a hurricane.
After, there is silence. The kobold is gone, having disappeared when the image manifested. Questions are voiced in wavering tones, but not because the message was not clear.
Greppa, however, focuses on something else, and raises his voice to be heard, "So does this mean the orcs will be attacking us soon? Otherwise, why send this message now?"
seasong
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A scholar deeply interested in the topic, with tons of obscure, original records on hand, might figure out a few things, but Allas and her priests have done a bangup job of obscuring things related to the necromancer.incognito said:
A few things are documented: he rose to greater power when he became a necromancer, and attempted to gain political power locally (as a council member). He never got along particularly well with the Allas priests (written as: "his propensity for evil steadily increased"), and when he started doing some things they considered vile (binding the dead, etc.), that enmity flared up into a real political struggle, which eventually became an outright war between his corpses and their soldiers. After he destroyed/buried their cavern temple, the hero Turin was brought in. Turin killed Shuurso, but nothing is known of the battle itself (although plenty of storytellers have filled in the gaps with their imaginings).
The sad fact is that really, none of the above is completely certain, and none of the players are deeply immersed scholars of Theralis history, nor have they sought one out on this minor footnote of their adventure. And why should they? It's ancient history, the Stone is returned, and there are orcs who need sandal leather applied to their posteriors.
So think upon it no more. (wiggles fingers hypnotically)
J. Anson
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Love the necro
I'm hurt. I eat that stuff up...
There is no other reason, and I'd bet dollars to donuts - were I a bettin' man - that Greppa is going to slide down this slippery slope at some point, in part because he begins to feel, as a hero, to have access to ethical powers of consideration not available to the rest of Theralis, and in part because there's some lost tidbit of information he's just dying to know (Hurath seemed to know a lot...).
You listening, Hank?
seasong said:
I'm hurt. I eat that stuff up...
There is no other reason, and I'd bet dollars to donuts - were I a bettin' man - that Greppa is going to slide down this slippery slope at some point, in part because he begins to feel, as a hero, to have access to ethical powers of consideration not available to the rest of Theralis, and in part because there's some lost tidbit of information he's just dying to know (Hurath seemed to know a lot...).
You listening, Hank?
seasong
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Re: Love the necro
BTW, my apologies - I didn't mean to indicate that I did not know any scholarly individuals, merely that my academic (non-narrative) writing is not particularly interesting.
Well now, we have one bet for Merideth heading into necromancy, and one bet for Greppa. Anyone care to lay odds on Athan?J. Anson said:
BTW, my apologies - I didn't mean to indicate that I did not know any scholarly individuals, merely that my academic (non-narrative) writing is not particularly interesting.
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