The Darkness That Comes Before [IC]

Dara Dragondaughter

“So, if we are travelling together, as it seems, it would be appropriate to introduce each other. My name is Dara, Dara Dragondaughter.”
 
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Erekose13 said:
Nalya finishes, waiting for the last two members assembled to voice their concerns. She reaches again for her drink, swallowing a little more. At the pause in the conversation, Mary comes over and offers, "I couldn't help but over hearing your story, and while I know that it is no place of mine to butt in I wanted to ask a question. This tree you mentioned, the Golkur.. something I believe you called it. Well I have lived in these parts my whole life and was a tracker in the Glimmerwood for a long while with my father. I don't think that I have ever heard of the whatever you called it Tree."

Mahe:
Hearing Mary's question you also have never heard about the Golkuroeth Tree, but you do know of the Skyreach Tree as per the old threads. Just let me know if you need a refresher on it.


No worries, Erekose- looked up the old text myself. Strictly for my own reference:
You know that there are a number of small stone pillars with ancient runes on them that encircle the Skyreach tree. That area of the forest lies within a small valley towards the western side of the forest, before the terrain climbs into the mountains. Within the dense forest many dangerous creatures lurk and it has proven troublesome in the past.

Mahe leaves off his own comment on his low opinion of "fate", and instead answers Mary's question contemplatively. "Aye, Mary, there's no tree of that name I've heard of either- but you know as well as I names change." He points to the many dogs. "Those've been called dog, hound, canid, huan, and many others," he says, listing names in the common, Elven, and Halfling tongues, "and then there is their true name, which I'll not speak in such a place as this." He casts his eyes around the tavern. "The Skyreach tree, though- such I call it, in any case- that sounds like it might be what you're lookin' for. Just this side of the mountains, a huge tree surrounded by pillars with ancient runes- I've never been able to make heads or tails of 'em, not have I met anyone who could. Dangerous place, the deep forest," he continues. "If we be headin' that way, we best be on our guard."

He gives Dara a nod. "Well-met by lamplight, or some such nonsense. Never was much for poetry. In any case, fair weather to you."
 
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Folco

*Folco turns to speak to Mahe.*

"Why, you've never told me of this tree. It sounds quite interesting."

*He turns to Nalya, and speaks in a tone that is almost apologetic.* "Now, m'lady, I am afraid I am not terribly well versed as regards bastions of evil, not to mention prophecies and destinies. But I shall indeed accompany you into the forest, at least, to see this thing that you would have us see."

ooc--Sorry, wasn't expecting the vacation to intefere with posting, but it did. That, and I got sick. During the vacation. Wonderful luck.
 

Ian drops the Emerald in his glass of cheap brandy to silence it's sarcastic remarks. A quick telepathic burst of indignation is soon followed by a fuzzy warm feeling. -Ahh, sweet poison of oblivion... hic!
He then walks over to Dara's table, swirling his glass gently, and asks leave to sit. "I am Ian Chamberlain, adept of the inner path. What pray tell, is your vocation?"
 

Dara Dragondaughter

Dara - still standing next to her chair - sits down, while motioning Ian to have a seat for himself.

“My vo... what? Oh, you probably mean my profession.”

She looks back to the rather big, nasty-looking sword, leaning at the chair behind her, then turns to face the Psion again.

“I am a warrior.”
 
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Ian nods in reply and turns to Nalya. "So, what time do you want to depart? There's no time like the precent, as far as I'm concerned."
 

Mahe frowns. "Inner path? I have nae heard o' that one, but then, there're are thousand of 'em. So are you gonna join this damnfool crusade, too?" Mahe knows of the odd discipline of psionics, but has never heard of it referred to by that name, not being widely travelled; he assumes it is another god.
 

Heading Out

"Then its settled, lets head out now. Does anyone need any supplies from the general store? If not then we can leave right away. What type of terrain are we heading into Mahe?" Nalya says. She brushes a lock of hair back over her ear, drawing attention again to the tattoos on her cheeks. She finishes the drink that Mary had brought her and leads the way out into the sunlight.

Outside it is very bright, the sun has not yet reached its zenith. It is a clear blue day with not a cloud in sight. Now that you are outside you can hear the river behind the inn. It must be interesting to sit out on the verranda around back and see the rushing water beneath it. The road that most of you traveled on turns east after crossing the river. It leads straight to the heart of the Nansur Empire, the city of Mommen. A small street leads off to the side parrallel to the river. Across from the inn is a small wooden structure with a sign indicating that it is Bourghum's General Store. It looks a little small and probably doesn't carry a whole lot.

The small road heading west leads to a few other small buildings that have grown up around the inn, including a couple of farm houses complete with large barns. After a short ways the road trails off becoming little more than a dirt path. In the distance, perhaps a few miles away you can see the edge of a great forest. Far off the the west you can see the rise of the Hethanta Mountains which protect the empire from the ravages of the barbaric Scylvendi.

Mahe:
The deep forest is about a week by horse. Then once in the deep forest it will take longer to move through as it is quite heavily over grown, so while the distance is shorter it will take another week. Walking or riding in the deep forest wont make much difference, but walking all the way to the deep forest will take about two weeks.

[ooc: Is there anything any one needs before heading out? Looking over peoples equipment selection, GhostKnight, I don't think that a wagon is going to fit in the deep forest. I was going to restrict horses too, but it is too much a part of Taneth's character so no worries about that. Mary can take care of the wagon and horses until you Gespath gets back if you like, provided that she can use them until then.]
 

"Name's Donner... the hounds here are Grizzle, my respected mount and companion," he gestures towards a wolfish hound who even sitting on its haunches looks down upon the halfling, "Aegis and Tor," gesturing to two massive gray danes, "and Arbor and Shadow" with a final gesture towards two leaner danes. "Treat 'em like you treat me or I'll have into ya. They're kin to me." With a gruff nods towards the companions he readies himself and his mount for the road.
 

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