The Drow War Book One - Chillhame


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A flash of lightning...

Out of nowhere, a voice speaks to you. It is faint but perfectly clear. As it speaks, the stones thrum with a strange vibration, as if they were amplifying the voice somehow.
‘The time of the Equinox is come. My children… I am sorry. I have done what must be done. You deserve answers. I am far… too far from you. You must learn who you are. The land is yours. The people are yours.’

The speaker seems to be under great strain, as if speaking to you was exhausting her.
‘This place is sacred to you. Sacred to the stars that you are. There are other places like this. From the time when people remembered. Heed me now. If any of you should fall, then bear him to the stones, and the soul will be able to enter the flesh… once again. But make haste, for flesh that is spoiled can never be made whole.’

There is silence again and you wonder if that is all. Then the voice speaks once more, faint as a dying echo:

‘Know this. There is a force against you. Already it gathers, already it senses your return. Seek the sword of Starkweather John… it lies near, waiting to be claimed… when that is found, you may begin to understand, to remember.’

Followed by the boom of thunder... the rain continues to drizzle down upon the gathered strangers...
 

Kyalia

“Then let's don't waste time on this! We can look for the answers later. Let's find this sword now!”

Kyalia immediately begins to search the surroundings for said sword, or a place, where it might be hidden, dragging the hood of her cloak over her head to protect her some against the rain.
 

"Aye. Let us look for the sword!"

Dolan tightens his collar and begins search near his stone. After several minutes, he stops and says loud enough for all to hear, "Has anyone heard of this Starkweather John? Can near be 10 km from this location? It sounds like the voice was so far away, near here can be over the next ridgeline."
 

Enthalus looks startled by the voice and its message. He can be heard in a soft voice to himself " 'the stars that you are.' Incarnations? Hmm" then he ponders.

ooc lore +1 and history +4 any knowledge of Starkweather John or his sword?
 

Saxon was taken off guard by the voice. Now this he didn't expect, but at least he had a better idea than before of why he was here. Not necessarily a good idea, but a better one than before. He finally gets around to replying to Enthalus' previous questions.

[elven]"Yes, I am a druid, but as to whether I know much of these stones is yet to be determined. I'll do what I can to see what they tell me about themselves, and perhaps something about this sword we seek,"[/elven] he replied.

Saxon nodded sagely as he listened to Dolan. The sword could be anywhere, near was a relative term after all. He looked around for Mzarem but found him to be approaching Kyalia. Saxon remembered that she mentioned being a priest of Ehlonna, which made him smile. It was good to have a sister here. The big wolf sat down placidly in front of Kyalia, and seemed oblivious to the rain as he wagged his tail and waited for attention.

While Mzarem was occupying himself with making new friends however, Saxon went about inspecting the positions of the stones and any details that would be relevent to a druid. If any parts of the sky are visible Saxon tries to see if any of the megaliths relate to the rising sun in any way. [ooc: knowledge (nature) +8]

[elven]"I wish I had a better view of the morning sky, the rising sun could tell me much about these ancient stones,"[/elven] he explained to noone in particular.

As he went about his search though, he lifted a hand to his chest where the mark of the spinner was. The symbol of a spider always seemed ominous to him though, he would prefer not to bring it up unless specifically asked.
 

Laurel makes a Knowledge Geography check and gets a 19 total she knows that they are on the island of Chillhame a human dominant island nation in the north, which was once conquered by Caldraza, south across the sea, another human nation of Imperialists. Enthalus gets a whopping 21 on his Bardic Lore check and recalls a great deal about Starkweather John and his sword…

Saxon rolls a 26 on his Knowledge Nature check and can see that these monoliths each are keyed to the stars that are personified by the images on the stone, and the corresponding tattoos. It seems this place was once an observatory of the stars.


Legend of Starkweather John for Enthalus

[sblock]Starkweather John was a warrior of legend, he lived over a thousand years ago. He was a hero of destiny, one of the Starborn; chosen by fate to defend the world against evil forces in its greatest time of need. It is said of those he traveled with, he was the last to fall. In fact if legend serves correct he died here on the island of Chillhame fighting a powerful drow wizard, Zomelach; said to be a member of the Host, those chosen by darkness to be its champions.

Despite his strength, his skill, and utter devotion to the cause Starkweather John fell that day. But not before he sent the drow screaming into the next life. The drow poisons did their work on the epic warrior and he would die not far from Bronce, ironically the place of his birth, and finally the place of his death.

It is said that Starkweather John chased the drow wizard all across the island till he arrived at the village of Bronce; and thus the two epic champions did battle. It is said that night was made day, and that the clashing of blade and the explosion of magic could be heard all across the island as the two did battle.

As luck would have it, a priest from the village went out to see if Starkweather John had survived the battle; He found the warrior dying and carried him back to the village to make peace with the gods. It is said that Starkweather John left his sword with the priest, saying that another would come to champion the blade when it was needed. The priest was said to have buried the sword beneath the flagstones of the church… and John’s spirit was able to return to the Stars, his task now done… the epic warrior could know rest.[/sblock]

The surrounding terrain becomes visible as the mists roll away. The stones along with the heroes are located on a small roughly circle island, which has a land causeway connecting to the main island of Chillhame. The tide is sweeping in and in no time that land causeway will be no more, making it much more difficult to cross.

The drizzle continues, giving everything a damp touch…
 

"Let us cross the causeway. I think I know where we are. Don't ask me how I know, but I think we are on the Isle of Chillhame.
"And, yes, I do feel an affinity for the woodlands. I think each of us can say the same."
 


Kyalia

Kyalia had just noticed Mzarem and was about to move her hand closer, when Laurel mentioned the causeway.

Seeing, that the time was running short now to cross it, Kyalia also heads into the direction of the causeway, instead. “You are right, it's about time.”

As she moved, Kyalia turned to Saxon, saying: “There will be enough time for introductions later, we have to go now!”
 
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