Storms of Change [IC]

[Seonaid]

Rowyn smiles at the dwarf, infected by his good nature. "Thank you," she responds to his offer. When the centaurs return, she smiles at them as well, but since she cannot understand them or speak to them, she turns and busies herself with organizing her belongings. "Thank you again," she says to Aronai. "I'm sure she'll be good as new tomorrow, with your aid."

[OOC: I don't know the bard class at all, since this is the first one I've played, so I don't know if any of that stuff would be useful to me. I should add that I am currently at work and thus have no access to my gaming stuff, so that won't help either. If anything is useful, I'm interested, but Rowyn will allow the others to take what they want first. If anyone asks her opinion--she's not actively seeking to give it--she will say that she thinks the money and the rations should be divided equally among them, but other than that, she will take only after everyone else in the rear guard has had their chance.]

 

[Hurricain]

After Devan finally wakes up, he is relieved to see the situation under control. Looking at the bodies of the bandits, he is happy to see that he got one before he feel asleep.

Looking over the loot, Devan immediately sees the Mighty short bow and the arrows. " I would like these if it's no problem?" he asks the group.

 

[Hurricain]

oops

 

[Hurricain]

oops.

 

[Manzanita]

Manzanita Sparrow

"Ah, a bow. I am profficient in the art of archery, as are all elves. I believe we have the right to take these weapons as our own, as we are responsible for taking down these bandits, and have no knowledge of who their proper owner would be."

"Greetings, Polindun and Bolandun, we are glad you have survived that assualt. Are you proficient in the common language of the realm? Several of our companions do not know the language of the elves." She says in elvish to the centaurs. "The bandits of this region can be powerful, and evidently these have allies, so your presense tonight would be welcome. We are stronger together. We are heading for Carodon in the morning. Which way are you traveling?"

"Sturdy, It would be a pleasure to visit you this evening. I enjoy a good cup of coffee on a cold night. And it is not often that I am able to enjoy the company of a worldwise dwarf such as yourself."

OOC: Manzanita will claim a shortbow, quiver, and 40 arrows. I will add that to her rogue's gallery entry.

 

[GPEKO]

Bert

OOC : not much in that loot for the small folk, so Filbert will take nothing.

Filbert is happy to see that the bandits were defeated so quickly. "It's indeed sad that young men like this have to die but banditry can't be tolerated."

Like Rowyn, Bert likes the good nature of the dwarven publican but he declines the offer. "Coffee ? I'll pass, master Dwarf. I simply can't sleep after drinking this stuff. A hot soup would be quite good however. As for the protection of the bridge, if the Duke won't help, perhaps the church of Fharlanghn could do something about it ... since this is an important road point."

He smiles at the approaching centaurs and switches to elven: "Good to see you back on your feet, Polindun. I don't have any objections at you staying for the night and I doubt my compagnons have any. However, I wonder what two centaurs are doing alone on the road." Filbert remembers the order Polindun gave his son in the heat of the fight. "Are you messengers of some kind ?"

 

[silentspace]

“Thank you Manzanita and Filbert,” Polindun replies, “we will stay then. I am sorry but neither of us speak Common. We are heading east to the Severin Forest, back to our home.”

Polindun turns to Bert. “Yes, we are messengers of a sort, although we did not plan to be. Fate has cast us in this role. I will explain. But first, I want to thank you, both for your bravery in defending me, and for your kindness in bringing me back from the edge of death.” He removes a necklace from around his neck and, reaching down, places it over Bert’s neck. When Polindun was wearing it, it hung down to his collarbone. On Bert, it hangs down to his belly. It is a strap made from braided vines, with carved wooden beads. Each bead is of a different type of wood, and bears simple, yet intricate carvings, reminiscent of the veins of different types of leaves. “This will identify you as a friend among many Sylvan creatures. It is a symbol of my tribe. It is not a gift with any value in gold, but it is a gift of friendship, which I offer humbly. The friendship of the Sylvan creatures is not given lightly. Even the Druids find it difficult to gain our trust, but your actions have shown you to be a true friend.”

”I was invited to a Gathering, in an ancient sacred grove to the west of here, at the foot of what you call the Diamond Mountains. It was the largest Gathering in many Oak-Lives. All the Sylvan creatures were there. Centaurs, dryads, nymphs, treants, and forest gnomes Gathered. There were even pseudodragons, unicorns, giant owls, and araneas. And a few wild elves and wood elves too, those elves who remain closer to their Sylvan heritage. We think one of them may have been a Titan in disguise. All traveled through the dangerous Civilized lands to Gather in the small grove, right in the middle of Shillen, hidden amidst Civilization.”

”We have watched the wars, and the increasing Evil in the land. We do not love Civilization, but if we must have Civilization, we prefer Shillen to Goruka. The Gathering was to decide if we should take action, and take sides. We needed to decide what to do. We have decided not to take action. The scroll which I gave to Bolandun is a record of our meeting.”

To all the Elvish speakers, he asks: ”Tell me, you are all creatures of Civilization, yes? How do you feel about the latest happenings of Civilization? What do you think the future will bring?”

 

[Manzanita]

Manzanita Sparrow

"Polindun, I'm glad to hear the sylvan creatures of the forrest are concerned with the activities of Goruka and civilization general. I hope that you are planning another meeting, for I think things will get worse before they get better, for both civilization and the sylvan folks."

"As an elf, I was born in the forest and consider my loyalty to the denizens of nature to be very strong. However, I have chosen to live in the cities of the 'civilization' because there is much to gain from such places. The evil in Goruka is organized, & the only way it can be defeated is by an organized resistance. Laws and regulations are necessary to field a large effective army, to train and to provide the society that can advance the frontiers of science and magic. I encourage you, and the other forest creatures, to take a more active role with the humans. You are powerful and wise, and could greatly benefit the outcome of events in your own favor."

"I wonder then, why did you decide to take no action? Do you not see a Goruka victory?"

 

[silentspace]

Sturdy Stalthas grins at Filbert. “Soup, eh? You guys must be hungry! Haven’t had dinner yet, have you?” Some pots of thick rabbit stew with potatoes and lots of vegetables are brought up, along with bread, ale, and coffee. You notice more dwarves are coming up than are necessary to take care of the caravan. Most of them are not even pretending to work. They’re staring at the centaurs. Probably haven’t seen any before.

Hooking his thumbs in his thick leather apron, Stalthas says How's that stew, eh? Anythin' else ye need?"

 

[Seonaid]

Rowyn raises her eyes and looks at the food and Stalthas appreciatively. "My thanks," she says. "Why are you doing all of this, for us?" She blithely ignores the gaping dwarves.