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<blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 689986" data-attributes="member: 114"><p>As they reach the gate they are greeted by the guards who let them in and thank them for handling the menaces outside. They are particularly grateful that the orcish scouting party had been detected and stopped, as they were always a big problem in the spring time.</p><p></p><p>The wind has grown stronger and louder, coming in cold gusts down from the mountain peaks. As the company walk along the main street in the direction of the Aeolian College sounds of singing and laughter come from all of the houses which they walk past. They stop in at a tavern and find it crowded with men and women, apparently all taking it in turns to put on a performance of song or music, which is joined in with good humour by everyone. The quality of the music is good, and the atmosphere is welcoming. Anne-Marie is reminded of growing up on the Sword Coast where impromptu guitar sessions were common, and takes a turn with the musicians herself, drawing interest from her rousing ballad of the sea so far away.</p><p></p><p>Seated near a window shutter, Arilyn suddenly jumps – the sound of the wind changed suddenly for a moment, from a whooshing sound to a sudden roar, like a great beast, then back to it’s normal howling, It was a disturbing and unusual sound, not what she is used to hearing on the wind. It seems to be coming from further into the town, up where the College is supposed to be. Over the next fifteen minutes the strange roaring sound intrudes into the wind more and more often, and she encourages the others to press on directly towards the College; they wrap up against the wind and waving goodbye to new friend press on up the road.</p><p></p><p>As the main street opens into a small square, the can see the impressive frontage of the Aeolian College built into the cliff face to their right – and standing in front of it is the huge figure of an ettin, lumbering back and forth and with rocks in its hands. It spots them and starts throwing with deadly accuracy. After initially ducking back behind the corner of the street, Trajan and Anne-Marie run forward to attack while Dala and Arilyn provide spell support. The sound on the wind is now clearly audible to all of them – a disturbing song coming from within the College. No lyrics can be discerned but the melodies and vibrations seem to be disturbing.</p><p></p><p>The fight with the ettin proves to be short and brutal. It was a zombie, and that thankfully made it much slower and less resilient than the foe would otherwise have been. Behind it are 8ft tall stone doors, which appear barred from the inside. After they have tried opening the doors a small slit in one door opens, and a bitter, feminine melodic voice says “Oh, thank you for <em>saving</em> us. Please, come in!”.</p><p></p><p>The hear the sound of the door being unbarred, and as they push the doors open the horrible sound of the song pours out over them. The song is hideous and yet beautiful: discordant, full of pain and loss and suffering, yet full of longing. It seems to be calling something to it, something horrible...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Plane Sailing, post: 689986, member: 114"] As they reach the gate they are greeted by the guards who let them in and thank them for handling the menaces outside. They are particularly grateful that the orcish scouting party had been detected and stopped, as they were always a big problem in the spring time. The wind has grown stronger and louder, coming in cold gusts down from the mountain peaks. As the company walk along the main street in the direction of the Aeolian College sounds of singing and laughter come from all of the houses which they walk past. They stop in at a tavern and find it crowded with men and women, apparently all taking it in turns to put on a performance of song or music, which is joined in with good humour by everyone. The quality of the music is good, and the atmosphere is welcoming. Anne-Marie is reminded of growing up on the Sword Coast where impromptu guitar sessions were common, and takes a turn with the musicians herself, drawing interest from her rousing ballad of the sea so far away. Seated near a window shutter, Arilyn suddenly jumps – the sound of the wind changed suddenly for a moment, from a whooshing sound to a sudden roar, like a great beast, then back to it’s normal howling, It was a disturbing and unusual sound, not what she is used to hearing on the wind. It seems to be coming from further into the town, up where the College is supposed to be. Over the next fifteen minutes the strange roaring sound intrudes into the wind more and more often, and she encourages the others to press on directly towards the College; they wrap up against the wind and waving goodbye to new friend press on up the road. As the main street opens into a small square, the can see the impressive frontage of the Aeolian College built into the cliff face to their right – and standing in front of it is the huge figure of an ettin, lumbering back and forth and with rocks in its hands. It spots them and starts throwing with deadly accuracy. After initially ducking back behind the corner of the street, Trajan and Anne-Marie run forward to attack while Dala and Arilyn provide spell support. The sound on the wind is now clearly audible to all of them – a disturbing song coming from within the College. No lyrics can be discerned but the melodies and vibrations seem to be disturbing. The fight with the ettin proves to be short and brutal. It was a zombie, and that thankfully made it much slower and less resilient than the foe would otherwise have been. Behind it are 8ft tall stone doors, which appear barred from the inside. After they have tried opening the doors a small slit in one door opens, and a bitter, feminine melodic voice says “Oh, thank you for [i]saving[/i] us. Please, come in!”. The hear the sound of the door being unbarred, and as they push the doors open the horrible sound of the song pours out over them. The song is hideous and yet beautiful: discordant, full of pain and loss and suffering, yet full of longing. It seems to be calling something to it, something horrible... [/QUOTE]
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