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<blockquote data-quote="akira1" data-source="post: 4558476" data-attributes="member: 64437"><p><strong>A Mystic Hajj</strong></p><p></p><p>D: We got to the Hinterlands 2 days later. </p><p></p><p>K: This place was different. </p><p></p><p>I: yeah for one thing it was cold. </p><p></p><p>Z: I have heard that about the Hinterlands. </p><p></p><p>D: We walked into the big primeval forest that covers most of the hinterlands and ran into tribe Angrijmier. They were not going to let us pass saying something about their ancestors had not been appeased. </p><p></p><p>I: they wanted us to cut our hands and fling the blood about us to appease the bad spirits., </p><p></p><p>Z; How barbaric... </p><p></p><p>D: They are barbarians. Anyway after the bloodletting they took us to Hamall. </p><p></p><p>Z: The Contact Bismark was supposed to lead you to. </p><p></p><p>K: The same one. He was pleasant. </p><p></p><p>D: Yeah he hated non humans apparently. </p><p></p><p>Z: I am sure your appearance caused quite a stir Damien. </p><p></p><p>D: Not really, i kept myself under wraps. </p><p></p><p>K: Hamal would not even speak to us. he addressed everything to Ivanor. </p><p></p><p>D: He wouldn't even accept our half of the money we had to pay him to take us the the lands of the Ragnnaar. </p><p></p><p>K: he said it was cursed and threw it across the room. </p><p></p><p>I: he had a cleric with him and he challenged me to the Tempist fugit. </p><p></p><p>Z: The elemental battle of divine magic. </p><p></p><p>I: Yeah, I told him that my scythe was my strength and then declined. </p><p>Hamall had wine brought to us by his drow female slave and then we were off to the lands of the Ragnnaar. Hamall ran the whole way there and we had to as well since we did not have horses.</p><p> </p><p>D: Yeah I got sick. </p><p></p><p>K: I had to stop as well. </p><p></p><p>Z: How did Hamall take this? </p><p></p><p>I: He stopped but made it known that he did not like to stop. We then ran on for most of the next day before We came upon a fence of skeletons and then Hamall because very careful. he told us we were in Ragnnaar lands and that we were not alone. </p><p></p><p>D: The Ragnnaar came out of the woods and surrounded us. </p><p></p><p>K: Where Hamaal and the Angrijmer were burly, the Ragnnaar were lean and their women seemed to occupy places as powerful as the men. There were naked female warriors mixed in with the men when they confronted us. </p><p></p><p>I: There was some superstitious mumbo jumbo about Hamall having a "doom" and marrying some woman from the Ragnnaar clan or fighting her. </p><p></p><p>D: The leader of these people was Falthor. He had a really kewl bow and was a lot more fun than Hamall. </p><p></p><p>K: yeah he talked to us even though he had a drow female for a slave as well. </p><p></p><p>I: We went to their camp and as Falthor said, ate the bloat, and drank from his fathers cup to the fog moon. </p><p></p><p>Z: The bloat, and a fog moon? </p><p></p><p>I: According to Gunhilda, the Norn, the bloat is food, and the fog moon is just some old ritual they no longer even know why they follow it, its now more of a toast or salutation. </p><p></p><p>D: We sat around and told stories of what we had done in the past with Falthor and then Gunhilda arrived. </p><p></p><p>I: A petite big busted blonde with blue eyes. </p><p></p><p>D: These people were better all around than the Angrijmer. </p><p></p><p>K: Yep. </p><p></p><p>I: Gunhilda told us that she would help us but first we would have to prove ourselves by completing a mystic hajj. </p><p></p><p>Z: A mystic hajj? </p><p></p><p>D: She told us we would have to die and then come back to life. </p><p></p><p>Z: I am not following this. </p><p></p><p>K: She didn't mean it literally. To the tribe we would be dead until we completed the quest that Gunhilda had placed on us. </p><p></p><p>Z: And that was...... </p><p></p><p>K: To kill a dragon and bring back its horns. </p><p></p><p>Z: A DRAGON! </p><p></p><p>D: Yeah. I don't know why but all of a sudden it seems like everyone is interested in horns. </p><p></p><p>A contemplative silence descends at this statement. </p><p></p><p>I: Well we completed the hajj. </p><p></p><p>Z: Just like that. </p><p></p><p>D: Uhhhh no. </p><p></p><p>Z: Explain please. </p><p></p><p>K: Well we were sent to this mountain called Heimskrigla which roughly translates into "place of the wyrms". There were all sizes shapes and colors of dragons fighting in the clouds over the mountain. </p><p></p><p>D: They had fought for so long that the ground was saturated with their blood and the area for a mile around was a flat plain of clay. It also was steadily raining blood as we walked out into this. </p><p></p><p>I: We drew the attention of a curious type of wyrm. It could not fly but it could make incredible leaps and it did not have a breath weapon but it was incredibly vicious. </p><p></p><p>Z: Vicious you say. </p><p></p><p>I: yeah it bit me for half my hit points in its first attack. </p><p>Z: half your hit points...... </p><p></p><p>(Clinicians Note: More of this adventurer lingo. Must do an in depth review of this curious dialect) </p><p></p><p>D: Then it proceeded to beat the crap outta all three of us at once. I got scared of it though and fled. </p><p></p><p>K: yeah it incapacitated me. </p><p></p><p>I: I was about to go down myself but I called on my faith and it protected me. </p><p></p><p>K: That pretty much saved all of us. </p><p></p><p>I: That and the critical cleave I got on it. </p><p></p><p>Z: So you were basically the hero of this encounter Ivanor? </p><p></p><p>I: Yeah you could say that. </p><p></p><p>D: We took its horns and returned and the Ragnnaar had a feast and party ready. </p><p></p><p>K: Gunhilda gave us the direction to the valley of the Unicorns and warned us that there was an awful burning light that hung in the sky inside of the valley and that we would know we were close when the mists grew swollen and thick. </p><p></p><p>Z: A cryptic response. </p><p></p><p>D: She is a Norn. </p><p></p><p>Z: A norn? </p><p></p><p>I: Oracle. </p><p></p><p>Z: I see. </p><p></p><p> The cool stone of the Scions temple did nothing to dispel the heat and sweat that was rolling off of Opal Mardochan as she sat in the underground torture chambers with Dr Zhindzhe seated across from her. The mans will was cracking and soon she would have what she wanted but by the dark god himself the effort it was taking was tremendous. </p><p></p><p>Standing on wobbly legs Opal looked at the comatose form of Dr Zhindzhe and in a dry whisper she said, " Next time doctor you will give me what I want and not this meaningless drivel." Turning on her soft slippered feet, Opal left the room and Dr Zhindzhe in the all consuming darkness. </p><p></p><p> As the stone portal to the room closed, the vacant eyed Dr Zhindzhe blinked once to get the sweat out of his own eyes. A part of his mind was working furiously to penetrate the psionic and magical wards that prevented his escape from this place and yet another part of his brain was working to dredge up as much of his memory palace as he could. Opal was voracious and her rambling inside of his head had to be contained until he could deal with her properly. With a grim determination, Dr Zhindzhe began to spin his next trap for the unsuspecting Opal Mardochan.</p><p></p><p>****************To Be Continued****************************</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="akira1, post: 4558476, member: 64437"] [b]A Mystic Hajj[/b] D: We got to the Hinterlands 2 days later. K: This place was different. I: yeah for one thing it was cold. Z: I have heard that about the Hinterlands. D: We walked into the big primeval forest that covers most of the hinterlands and ran into tribe Angrijmier. They were not going to let us pass saying something about their ancestors had not been appeased. I: they wanted us to cut our hands and fling the blood about us to appease the bad spirits., Z; How barbaric... D: They are barbarians. Anyway after the bloodletting they took us to Hamall. Z: The Contact Bismark was supposed to lead you to. K: The same one. He was pleasant. D: Yeah he hated non humans apparently. Z: I am sure your appearance caused quite a stir Damien. D: Not really, i kept myself under wraps. K: Hamal would not even speak to us. he addressed everything to Ivanor. D: He wouldn't even accept our half of the money we had to pay him to take us the the lands of the Ragnnaar. K: he said it was cursed and threw it across the room. I: he had a cleric with him and he challenged me to the Tempist fugit. Z: The elemental battle of divine magic. I: Yeah, I told him that my scythe was my strength and then declined. Hamall had wine brought to us by his drow female slave and then we were off to the lands of the Ragnnaar. Hamall ran the whole way there and we had to as well since we did not have horses. D: Yeah I got sick. K: I had to stop as well. Z: How did Hamall take this? I: He stopped but made it known that he did not like to stop. We then ran on for most of the next day before We came upon a fence of skeletons and then Hamall because very careful. he told us we were in Ragnnaar lands and that we were not alone. D: The Ragnnaar came out of the woods and surrounded us. K: Where Hamaal and the Angrijmer were burly, the Ragnnaar were lean and their women seemed to occupy places as powerful as the men. There were naked female warriors mixed in with the men when they confronted us. I: There was some superstitious mumbo jumbo about Hamall having a "doom" and marrying some woman from the Ragnnaar clan or fighting her. D: The leader of these people was Falthor. He had a really kewl bow and was a lot more fun than Hamall. K: yeah he talked to us even though he had a drow female for a slave as well. I: We went to their camp and as Falthor said, ate the bloat, and drank from his fathers cup to the fog moon. Z: The bloat, and a fog moon? I: According to Gunhilda, the Norn, the bloat is food, and the fog moon is just some old ritual they no longer even know why they follow it, its now more of a toast or salutation. D: We sat around and told stories of what we had done in the past with Falthor and then Gunhilda arrived. I: A petite big busted blonde with blue eyes. D: These people were better all around than the Angrijmer. K: Yep. I: Gunhilda told us that she would help us but first we would have to prove ourselves by completing a mystic hajj. Z: A mystic hajj? D: She told us we would have to die and then come back to life. Z: I am not following this. K: She didn't mean it literally. To the tribe we would be dead until we completed the quest that Gunhilda had placed on us. Z: And that was...... K: To kill a dragon and bring back its horns. Z: A DRAGON! D: Yeah. I don't know why but all of a sudden it seems like everyone is interested in horns. A contemplative silence descends at this statement. I: Well we completed the hajj. Z: Just like that. D: Uhhhh no. Z: Explain please. K: Well we were sent to this mountain called Heimskrigla which roughly translates into "place of the wyrms". There were all sizes shapes and colors of dragons fighting in the clouds over the mountain. D: They had fought for so long that the ground was saturated with their blood and the area for a mile around was a flat plain of clay. It also was steadily raining blood as we walked out into this. I: We drew the attention of a curious type of wyrm. It could not fly but it could make incredible leaps and it did not have a breath weapon but it was incredibly vicious. Z: Vicious you say. I: yeah it bit me for half my hit points in its first attack. Z: half your hit points...... (Clinicians Note: More of this adventurer lingo. Must do an in depth review of this curious dialect) D: Then it proceeded to beat the crap outta all three of us at once. I got scared of it though and fled. K: yeah it incapacitated me. I: I was about to go down myself but I called on my faith and it protected me. K: That pretty much saved all of us. I: That and the critical cleave I got on it. Z: So you were basically the hero of this encounter Ivanor? I: Yeah you could say that. D: We took its horns and returned and the Ragnnaar had a feast and party ready. K: Gunhilda gave us the direction to the valley of the Unicorns and warned us that there was an awful burning light that hung in the sky inside of the valley and that we would know we were close when the mists grew swollen and thick. Z: A cryptic response. D: She is a Norn. Z: A norn? I: Oracle. Z: I see. The cool stone of the Scions temple did nothing to dispel the heat and sweat that was rolling off of Opal Mardochan as she sat in the underground torture chambers with Dr Zhindzhe seated across from her. The mans will was cracking and soon she would have what she wanted but by the dark god himself the effort it was taking was tremendous. Standing on wobbly legs Opal looked at the comatose form of Dr Zhindzhe and in a dry whisper she said, " Next time doctor you will give me what I want and not this meaningless drivel." Turning on her soft slippered feet, Opal left the room and Dr Zhindzhe in the all consuming darkness. As the stone portal to the room closed, the vacant eyed Dr Zhindzhe blinked once to get the sweat out of his own eyes. A part of his mind was working furiously to penetrate the psionic and magical wards that prevented his escape from this place and yet another part of his brain was working to dredge up as much of his memory palace as he could. Opal was voracious and her rambling inside of his head had to be contained until he could deal with her properly. With a grim determination, Dr Zhindzhe began to spin his next trap for the unsuspecting Opal Mardochan. ****************To Be Continued**************************** [/QUOTE]
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