The Four Lands - The Great North

[J. Alexander]

The Hillock

When jaroth finishes his lenght speech the black fur clad man says "Give me boy, trespass forgiven, intentions good shown"

OCC: I so love being a dm at times

 

[Canaan]

Jaroth

Addressing the Black Furred Man for the very first time, Jaroth says in the tribesman's own language:

"The boy has a loathsome disease that I am keeping in check with my magic and healing skills. If he is not taken back with us and treated by the foremost healers in our realm, he will die. If he is left with you, his disease will spread rapidly to you and your kin. It will eat your flesh and that of your people until there is nothing left of your organs but liquified goo. Eyes will melt, tongues will fall out. Your penis will shrivel and blacken. No, friend. You do not want this boy."


[ooc: I love playing a neutral character ]

 

[J. Alexander]

The Hillock

When Jaroth has finished several of the men glance down at their groin area.."So you admit to bringing great pestilence into our lands as well as tresspassing" the black clad man says...."Then i choose that one" and points to Finnian "He to is pretty and will make a good slave"

 

[Scotley]

Bertrand

Bertrand can't help but smile at the sadly one-sided negotiations. He asks Jarroth, "What languages do you speak? We need to have a little discussion. I may have some thoughts on these negotiations."

 

[Dracomeander]

Finnian watches the tribesmen playing with Jaroth until he can stand it no further. Drawing upon his bardic training, Finnian pitches his voice to command attention.

"Enough of this! We are not going to be giving anyone as a payment or tribute. Your customs may allow it, but our customs do not. I will relate the tale of our travels and travails and you will see that we are not the evil that you fear but, in fact, are the enemies of said evil.

"It began far to the south when we all took passage upon a ship heading to northern ports far from here. We did not know each other before meeting upon that vessel but discovered we enjoyed each others company for discussion while aboard. While in port at a stop early in the trip, we had occasion to discover that another passenger, whom we were not able to familiarize ourselves with, was engaged in some business activities that seemed to be suspect.

"We decided amongst ourselves that we should try to investigate this passenger to determine whether there was cause to alert the authorities. While we were still in the midst of our investigations, the ship came under the attack of some demonic entities which we managed to dispatch. Unfortunately, those enemies had unleashed forces that brought a storm to smite the ship and drive it far from its expected course. That is how we became stranded upon your lands.

"When we gathered the survivors, we discovered that the subject of our investigation was not among us. So we went in search of that one to keep the object that it had from falling into the hands of the black ones that were searching for it. We were able to track the one who was fleeing and managed to reach him in time to prevent the black ones from claiming him and that which he carried. The Storm that drew you here to find us upon your shores was the result of our battle against the black ones to keep your land safe from them.

"Now, we need to determine how we can work together to keep your land safe. We have fought the black ones and will continue to fight the black ones for what we have recovered is too dangerous to allow them to have. We have already spilled blood and sweat guarding your lands, and now we share hospitality. Let us now discuss how we can work together to keep the black ones foiled in their desires."

[sblock=OOC]
If you need Perform and Diplomacy checks from Finnian, here they are.
Perform (Oratory) = 37.
Diplomacy = 36.
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[Scotley]

Bertrand

Bertrand uses his facial expressions and body language to support Finnian's tale.

OOC: Aid another Diplomacy (1d20+12=24) That should add 2 to the final result.

 

[Neurotic]

Vorian speaks in Illum

Speaks softly and evenly.
Is there any chance of trial by combat? I am confident they have no warriors that can withstand fury of the land or righteousness of the Light. As last option ofcourse.

 

[Rhun]

Vadric glances sharply at Vorian. Speaking too in Illum, he replies. "Be not so eager for blood, my brother. Be patient...these lands have been fraught with peril, and many of the challenges we have faced have only been overcome by teamwork. Let us give diplomacy a chance. By taking the salt, we have earned some small reprieve from these people; Jaroth's aid will arrive before that time expires."

 

[Canaan]

Jaroth

Jaroth nods to Vorian. "Vadric is right, lad. Be patient."

To the tribesmen, "My friend speaks the truth. Now we have shared our story. You can choose to trust us or not. But know this. We will be gone from your lands soon and you will be rid of us. Not so the black spirits, unless we vanquish them, which will be much more easily done with your aid, then without it."

 

[J. Alexander]

The Hillock

Completing his speech boarding on almost a triade Finnian finds his audience somewhat cowed. They begin talking among themself in a harsh guttural language than even Jaorth finds hard to follow. A long silence settles in while the five men study the group intently. Then abruptly the white fur clad man stand up and says "Tomorrow we strike bargin..have what wares you wish to offer ready."


For Jaroth
[sblock]You catch the following..."... ... good story ... do ... trespassers ... ... ... think ... ... evil. FYI: each ... represents a word.[/sblock]