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<blockquote data-quote="Nthal" data-source="post: 8393204" data-attributes="member: 6971069"><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em>Hangover Hell - 9/6/2021</em></strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>I could feel the throbbing of my heart pulse through my head. I winced and tried to squeeze my eyes tighter, as if it would assuage the self-inflicted pain from last night. As I exhaled, I felt my throat grind out a mournful sound, and as I did so I wondered if this was the sound of a near death rattle.</p><p></p><p>“I think she’s awake.” a metallic voice noted without sympathy or judgement.</p><p></p><p>“Well, <strong><em>that</em></strong> is a miracle,” said a biting voice that reminded me of an ancient Bleaker who cared for the orphans in the Gatehouse. “That bottle she cradled wasn’t meant to be drank straight.”</p><p></p><p>“That explains my headache,” I grumbled as I pushed myself to a sitting position and leaned my back heavily against the wall.</p><p></p><p>“Hon, you probably should have something to drink though. It might settle your stomach so you can eat something,” Opening my eyes, I saw Rosa standing close and leaning down towards me. Her soft hands tilted my head back as she looked into my eyes and frowned.</p><p></p><p>“Well…normally I can tell how bad you would be feeling based on how bloodshot your eyes are.”</p><p></p><p>I gave a wan smile and a brief chuckle. “I don’t think my eyes can change colors like other’s. But they do feel a bit scratchy.”</p><p></p><p>“Well, some water might help you…but the stores here are a bit spent.”</p><p></p><p>“Is there a barrel here? An empty one?” I asked.</p><p></p><p>Rosa nodded and pointed to a corner with a large oaken barrel. I rose wearily and walked unsteadily towards it glancing around. The pair of warforged were on either side of a door looking outwards to the town, while the old woman sat on stool looking at me disapprovingly. The Blade was busy inspecting a bundle of arrows, running his hands over the fletching, and checking the heads. The large grey orc lay flat on the ground snoring, while near the hearth I saw the girl Adrissa, curled up into a tight ball.</p><p></p><p>Reaching the barrel, I placed my hands on the edges and leaned forward to look down to the bottom. it took a brief pull on a white strand and mentally I poured it into the barrel. I felt cool air flow out across my fingers as the cool water rose towards the top. I could see my reflection rush towards me. My eyes didn’t look like mirrors in the water, but black pools. My face tired and haggard, with my unkempt hair clinging to each other like dirty ribbons hanging from my head. I plunged both my hand into the water, and scooped the cool water onto my forehead, letting it flow down my face. I then put both my hands in again and cupped the clear water and poured it clumsily into my mouth.</p><p></p><p>“I think there are some bowls and cups around here,” Bookshelf remarked and the warforged walked towards some cabinets against the end of the…</p><p></p><p>“Where am I?” I asked.</p><p></p><p>“This was a House Jorasco aid station,” Rosa said. “It was boarded up and shut years ago it appeared. We decided to make it our residence as the Inn is a bit full, and the other houses haven’t been fully checked for…plants.”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t remember…I guess someone dragged me in here.” I said, accepting a bowl from Bookshelf.</p><p></p><p>“You can thank Gossamer for that,” Rosa said moving over to a shelf, where my familiar lay looking bored.</p><p></p><p>I nodded and moved away from the barrel feeling a small measure better. I walked over to Adrissa’s sleeping form. I brushed the hair away from her face, and sighed. If you looked past the dirt, it was one of peace and serenity.</p><p></p><p>“She’s been out since last night,” Sage commented. “We didn’t see a reason to wake her.”</p><p></p><p>“Good. We should get her to the Inn and have Findo take care of her,” Doxx said. “Sooner she is with…everyone else, the better.”</p><p></p><p>“Say who?” Mobad said, still flat on his back, eyes closed.</p><p></p><p>“I thought you were asleep,” Doxx said glaring at the orc.</p><p></p><p>“Was. Then someone make noise. Can’t sleep now,” and the orc stood up and stretched his arms over his head. “But girl decide, not Doxx.”</p><p></p><p>“She’s not old enough to make decisions,” Doxx said exasperated.</p><p></p><p>“I doubt she’s just going to stay here quietly,” Rosa said looking at the supine Adrissa. “She has too much anger to just sit here. She said that she doesn’t have family anywhere else—”</p><p></p><p>“And that makes us a better choice? We aren’t exactly foster parents…or even an orphanage.”</p><p></p><p>“Anything is better than that,” I said as the others looked at me. “It’s a place to put someone that isn’t wanted. I want something better for her than that.”</p><p></p><p>Doxx blinked and looked at me like all sense had dropped out of my head. “And you propose what? Raise her on the go?”</p><p></p><p>I squinted at Doxx, “Just because you look like a grey beard, doesn’t make you one. She’s in pain, and she is going to do what she wants. So the best we can do is at least guide her. Doesn’t matter if she wants to stay here, or do something with us—”</p><p></p><p>“—With us? That’s a brilliant point, what exactly are we doing?” Doxx asked the group. “We all were lured here for a mine, but now all I want to do is talk to M—”</p><p></p><p>“Excuse the intrusion, but am I interrupting something?” an unfamiliar voice said. The group turned, to see an elf at the doorway. His golden hair was long and straight, and his eyes were blue and bright. His smile and manner spoke of refinement, and his calm graceful movements were calm and assured.</p><p></p><p>“Lolopethes is it not?” Rosa acknowledged the elf in the room.</p><p></p><p>“Yes. We all met when you opened the gate. But I’m afraid we did not have chance to speak, miss…”</p><p></p><p>“Myrai. I saw you at the Blood Sacrement with your…commander?” I said remembering her arrogant voice trying to order me about like some low-ranking hard head.</p><p></p><p>“Ah…Warlord Loramica is…well why I am here. Can I have a seat? My bones are older than I look.”</p><p></p><p>The Blade vacated the tall stool he was sitting in, and the elf sat down heavily, clearly tired.</p><p></p><p>“Warlord?” Sage asked with a note of surprised. “I thought Karnathi warlords commanded from military fortifications.”</p><p></p><p>“They do indeed. However, there are some…skilled commanders that are granted the title before a suitable demesne is assigned. But she has all the rank and privileges granted to one. And in the absence of the local warlord, her word is law.”</p><p></p><p>“Well, we should make our way out of here, and get out of her way.” Rosa said sweetly as Lolopethes shook his head.</p><p></p><p>“The town is officially under martial law, and as such she has forbidden anyone from leaving until she secures the town. And that is already problematic as you can imagine.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m not a Karnathi citizen,” Bookshelf said simply.</p><p></p><p>“It doesn’t matter; you are in Karnnath. The Code of Galifar had been suspended for decades, and the Code of Kaius doesn’t distinguish between citizens and…guest insofar as emergency situations are concerned. But that is precisely why I am here; I have a proposal.”</p><p></p><p>“A proposal?” Sage said. “How do you know anything about us?”</p><p></p><p>“Well, that’s simple, there were three things that told me you warranted special…attention. First, you opened the gate, not the guards. Second, she,” gesturing at me, “opened the gate to the church and was about to face four Karnnathi undead on her own--”</p><p></p><p>“—She out of her mind?” Bookshelf whispered too loudly to Sage.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t think she knows.” Sage said shrugging.</p><p></p><p>“Two pairs of musties and I impress someone?” I said confused.</p><p></p><p>“People don’t do that…and live, “Sage said simply. I gulped wondering if I had dodged a trip to the Fugue when Lolopethes continued.</p><p></p><p>“Yes…most don’t have the nerve. But I had never seen Karnathi…pause in the pursuit of their duty. That is very unlike them.”</p><p></p><p>“What was the third thing then.” Sage asked.</p><p></p><p>“Oh…I asked Taryn d’Kundarak what a scion of this house was doing here. And he told me everything. And everything about you.”</p><p></p><p>Doxx glowered and spat, “Damn that Mror. Has he no respect for privacy.”</p><p></p><p>“The House Accords are very clear on their responsibility to…any of the crowns in times of emergency where it doesn’t intrude on a House’s business. So, he told me a little of each of…” he glanced at the girl still asleep on the floor, and then he turned to face Doxx. “…most of you. But it doesn’t really matter. Loramica was going to put you to work cleaning out houses and doing guard duty. An utter waste in my opinion.</p><p></p><p>“Wait wait wait,” Doxx started. “You can’t tell me you are going to induct them into some type of special operations.”</p><p></p><p>“What? Oh no,” Lolopethes replied. “Your services were volunteered by House Kundarak.” I think we all collectively groaned at those words. “And as a partner in such matter, you have a lot of discretion on what you are able to do.”</p><p></p><p>“Do we have a choice? A real one?” I asked.</p><p></p><p>“Not really. But I honestly like you all, and Loramica hasn’t learned to use a lighter tone in matters like this. I’d rather help you be successful in doing the odd jobs that you were hired for and do them for us. And to be truthful…we don’t have much of a choice either.”</p><p></p><p>“What are you not telling us?” Sage asked.</p><p></p><p>“A lot. But come to the <em>Blood Sacrament </em>in an hour. Everything we know will be discuss there…as equals. Not as subordinates. Please,” the elf said with a sad look in his eyes.</p><p></p><p>“We’ll talk it over,” Rosa said smiling.</p><p></p><p>Lolopethes nodded, “Of course. As a fellow agent…of the crown, not a house mind you, I understand you need a moment. I will…hopefully see you soon.” The elf then stood, and walked briskly to the door, before turning and looking at all of knowingly before leaving. But as he left the doorway, Doxx stood up and started to follow the elf out the door.</p><p></p><p>“Doxx where are—” started Rosa, when Doxx waved her off.</p><p></p><p>“—Just stay here a moment.” And he left the Jorasco station.</p><p></p><p><em>Hey Goss…follow him. Let me know what happens.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>--Hm? Sure boss.</em></p><p></p><p>Gossamer quietly rolled off his perch, and without a sound, landed and made his way towards the door as I spoken getting the rest of their attention.</p><p></p><p>“What did I do that was so special?” I asked looking at the group.</p><p></p><p>Sage spoke up, “Karnathi undead aren’t like…simple skeletons. It is said that it takes the body of a veteran soldier, but after the rites are performed, you get something stronger, smarter and far more…cunning. They can operate without others to guide them.”</p><p></p><p>“At least they’re quiet,” I said.</p><p></p><p>“Only because they had nothing to say. They can talk, and they are very very smart. Don’t underestimate one.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s just…wonderful. So, are we going to church?” I asked.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t see a reason not to.” Sage said. “Best way to evaluate what else is going on.”</p><p></p><p>“Best going in with the best information possible,” The Blade said. “It would be a step up from where we started.”</p><p></p><p>“Take me with you,” a quiet voice said, and we turned to look at Adrissa, who was sitting by the hearth, with her chin on her knees. “I don’t have anywhere to go. And I want to find out how I can help. Doing something is better than sitting around doing nothing right?”</p><p></p><p>Bookshelf, Mobad, and Rosa each nodded in agreement and at that moment, Doxx entered the station.</p><p></p><p>“Well…we should definitely listen to him. So lets drop off the girl—”</p><p></p><p>“She’s coming with us,” said The Blade. “We will educate her as we go.”</p><p></p><p>“Wait a moment! You can’t just dec—”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, we can,” Adrissa said. “I suggest dealing with it and teach me something useful. Or shut up about it. I’m good with either.”</p><p></p><p>Doxx sighed, the old woman shoulder’s sinking in defeat. I smiled to myself, but I was interrupted.</p><p></p><p><em>--That was interesting boss.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>What happened?</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>--It was real short. The old woman ran over and said ‘Wait,’ and then she said something curious” ‘Thank Kaius for your Fortitude.’ The elf then stopped and smiled and replied, ‘It is Moranna’s will.’ And then they clasped forearms. The elf then leaned in close and whispered something to Doxx, but I couldn’t make it out.</em></p><p></p><p>I looked at Doxx who was busy explaining with all the logic they could muster why Adrissa couldn’t come with us. All the while I wondered:</p><p></p><p>What was the real game here?</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Session Notes:</strong></p><p>Well of COURSE Adrissa wasn't leaving. It was my daughter and she was now hooked on Dungeons and Dragons (One of US, One of US...) But as for the rest, well now we see how bad really are next story post.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nthal, post: 8393204, member: 6971069"] [CENTER][B][I]Hangover Hell - 9/6/2021[/I][/B][/CENTER] I could feel the throbbing of my heart pulse through my head. I winced and tried to squeeze my eyes tighter, as if it would assuage the self-inflicted pain from last night. As I exhaled, I felt my throat grind out a mournful sound, and as I did so I wondered if this was the sound of a near death rattle. “I think she’s awake.” a metallic voice noted without sympathy or judgement. “Well, [B][I]that[/I][/B] is a miracle,” said a biting voice that reminded me of an ancient Bleaker who cared for the orphans in the Gatehouse. “That bottle she cradled wasn’t meant to be drank straight.” “That explains my headache,” I grumbled as I pushed myself to a sitting position and leaned my back heavily against the wall. “Hon, you probably should have something to drink though. It might settle your stomach so you can eat something,” Opening my eyes, I saw Rosa standing close and leaning down towards me. Her soft hands tilted my head back as she looked into my eyes and frowned. “Well…normally I can tell how bad you would be feeling based on how bloodshot your eyes are.” I gave a wan smile and a brief chuckle. “I don’t think my eyes can change colors like other’s. But they do feel a bit scratchy.” “Well, some water might help you…but the stores here are a bit spent.” “Is there a barrel here? An empty one?” I asked. Rosa nodded and pointed to a corner with a large oaken barrel. I rose wearily and walked unsteadily towards it glancing around. The pair of warforged were on either side of a door looking outwards to the town, while the old woman sat on stool looking at me disapprovingly. The Blade was busy inspecting a bundle of arrows, running his hands over the fletching, and checking the heads. The large grey orc lay flat on the ground snoring, while near the hearth I saw the girl Adrissa, curled up into a tight ball. Reaching the barrel, I placed my hands on the edges and leaned forward to look down to the bottom. it took a brief pull on a white strand and mentally I poured it into the barrel. I felt cool air flow out across my fingers as the cool water rose towards the top. I could see my reflection rush towards me. My eyes didn’t look like mirrors in the water, but black pools. My face tired and haggard, with my unkempt hair clinging to each other like dirty ribbons hanging from my head. I plunged both my hand into the water, and scooped the cool water onto my forehead, letting it flow down my face. I then put both my hands in again and cupped the clear water and poured it clumsily into my mouth. “I think there are some bowls and cups around here,” Bookshelf remarked and the warforged walked towards some cabinets against the end of the… “Where am I?” I asked. “This was a House Jorasco aid station,” Rosa said. “It was boarded up and shut years ago it appeared. We decided to make it our residence as the Inn is a bit full, and the other houses haven’t been fully checked for…plants.” “I don’t remember…I guess someone dragged me in here.” I said, accepting a bowl from Bookshelf. “You can thank Gossamer for that,” Rosa said moving over to a shelf, where my familiar lay looking bored. I nodded and moved away from the barrel feeling a small measure better. I walked over to Adrissa’s sleeping form. I brushed the hair away from her face, and sighed. If you looked past the dirt, it was one of peace and serenity. “She’s been out since last night,” Sage commented. “We didn’t see a reason to wake her.” “Good. We should get her to the Inn and have Findo take care of her,” Doxx said. “Sooner she is with…everyone else, the better.” “Say who?” Mobad said, still flat on his back, eyes closed. “I thought you were asleep,” Doxx said glaring at the orc. “Was. Then someone make noise. Can’t sleep now,” and the orc stood up and stretched his arms over his head. “But girl decide, not Doxx.” “She’s not old enough to make decisions,” Doxx said exasperated. “I doubt she’s just going to stay here quietly,” Rosa said looking at the supine Adrissa. “She has too much anger to just sit here. She said that she doesn’t have family anywhere else—” “And that makes us a better choice? We aren’t exactly foster parents…or even an orphanage.” “Anything is better than that,” I said as the others looked at me. “It’s a place to put someone that isn’t wanted. I want something better for her than that.” Doxx blinked and looked at me like all sense had dropped out of my head. “And you propose what? Raise her on the go?” I squinted at Doxx, “Just because you look like a grey beard, doesn’t make you one. She’s in pain, and she is going to do what she wants. So the best we can do is at least guide her. Doesn’t matter if she wants to stay here, or do something with us—” “—With us? That’s a brilliant point, what exactly are we doing?” Doxx asked the group. “We all were lured here for a mine, but now all I want to do is talk to M—” “Excuse the intrusion, but am I interrupting something?” an unfamiliar voice said. The group turned, to see an elf at the doorway. His golden hair was long and straight, and his eyes were blue and bright. His smile and manner spoke of refinement, and his calm graceful movements were calm and assured. “Lolopethes is it not?” Rosa acknowledged the elf in the room. “Yes. We all met when you opened the gate. But I’m afraid we did not have chance to speak, miss…” “Myrai. I saw you at the Blood Sacrement with your…commander?” I said remembering her arrogant voice trying to order me about like some low-ranking hard head. “Ah…Warlord Loramica is…well why I am here. Can I have a seat? My bones are older than I look.” The Blade vacated the tall stool he was sitting in, and the elf sat down heavily, clearly tired. “Warlord?” Sage asked with a note of surprised. “I thought Karnathi warlords commanded from military fortifications.” “They do indeed. However, there are some…skilled commanders that are granted the title before a suitable demesne is assigned. But she has all the rank and privileges granted to one. And in the absence of the local warlord, her word is law.” “Well, we should make our way out of here, and get out of her way.” Rosa said sweetly as Lolopethes shook his head. “The town is officially under martial law, and as such she has forbidden anyone from leaving until she secures the town. And that is already problematic as you can imagine.” “I’m not a Karnathi citizen,” Bookshelf said simply. “It doesn’t matter; you are in Karnnath. The Code of Galifar had been suspended for decades, and the Code of Kaius doesn’t distinguish between citizens and…guest insofar as emergency situations are concerned. But that is precisely why I am here; I have a proposal.” “A proposal?” Sage said. “How do you know anything about us?” “Well, that’s simple, there were three things that told me you warranted special…attention. First, you opened the gate, not the guards. Second, she,” gesturing at me, “opened the gate to the church and was about to face four Karnnathi undead on her own--” “—She out of her mind?” Bookshelf whispered too loudly to Sage. “I don’t think she knows.” Sage said shrugging. “Two pairs of musties and I impress someone?” I said confused. “People don’t do that…and live, “Sage said simply. I gulped wondering if I had dodged a trip to the Fugue when Lolopethes continued. “Yes…most don’t have the nerve. But I had never seen Karnathi…pause in the pursuit of their duty. That is very unlike them.” “What was the third thing then.” Sage asked. “Oh…I asked Taryn d’Kundarak what a scion of this house was doing here. And he told me everything. And everything about you.” Doxx glowered and spat, “Damn that Mror. Has he no respect for privacy.” “The House Accords are very clear on their responsibility to…any of the crowns in times of emergency where it doesn’t intrude on a House’s business. So, he told me a little of each of…” he glanced at the girl still asleep on the floor, and then he turned to face Doxx. “…most of you. But it doesn’t really matter. Loramica was going to put you to work cleaning out houses and doing guard duty. An utter waste in my opinion. “Wait wait wait,” Doxx started. “You can’t tell me you are going to induct them into some type of special operations.” “What? Oh no,” Lolopethes replied. “Your services were volunteered by House Kundarak.” I think we all collectively groaned at those words. “And as a partner in such matter, you have a lot of discretion on what you are able to do.” “Do we have a choice? A real one?” I asked. “Not really. But I honestly like you all, and Loramica hasn’t learned to use a lighter tone in matters like this. I’d rather help you be successful in doing the odd jobs that you were hired for and do them for us. And to be truthful…we don’t have much of a choice either.” “What are you not telling us?” Sage asked. “A lot. But come to the [I]Blood Sacrament [/I]in an hour. Everything we know will be discuss there…as equals. Not as subordinates. Please,” the elf said with a sad look in his eyes. “We’ll talk it over,” Rosa said smiling. Lolopethes nodded, “Of course. As a fellow agent…of the crown, not a house mind you, I understand you need a moment. I will…hopefully see you soon.” The elf then stood, and walked briskly to the door, before turning and looking at all of knowingly before leaving. But as he left the doorway, Doxx stood up and started to follow the elf out the door. “Doxx where are—” started Rosa, when Doxx waved her off. “—Just stay here a moment.” And he left the Jorasco station. [I]Hey Goss…follow him. Let me know what happens. --Hm? Sure boss.[/I] Gossamer quietly rolled off his perch, and without a sound, landed and made his way towards the door as I spoken getting the rest of their attention. “What did I do that was so special?” I asked looking at the group. Sage spoke up, “Karnathi undead aren’t like…simple skeletons. It is said that it takes the body of a veteran soldier, but after the rites are performed, you get something stronger, smarter and far more…cunning. They can operate without others to guide them.” “At least they’re quiet,” I said. “Only because they had nothing to say. They can talk, and they are very very smart. Don’t underestimate one.” “That’s just…wonderful. So, are we going to church?” I asked. “I don’t see a reason not to.” Sage said. “Best way to evaluate what else is going on.” “Best going in with the best information possible,” The Blade said. “It would be a step up from where we started.” “Take me with you,” a quiet voice said, and we turned to look at Adrissa, who was sitting by the hearth, with her chin on her knees. “I don’t have anywhere to go. And I want to find out how I can help. Doing something is better than sitting around doing nothing right?” Bookshelf, Mobad, and Rosa each nodded in agreement and at that moment, Doxx entered the station. “Well…we should definitely listen to him. So lets drop off the girl—” “She’s coming with us,” said The Blade. “We will educate her as we go.” “Wait a moment! You can’t just dec—” “Yes, we can,” Adrissa said. “I suggest dealing with it and teach me something useful. Or shut up about it. I’m good with either.” Doxx sighed, the old woman shoulder’s sinking in defeat. I smiled to myself, but I was interrupted. [I]--That was interesting boss. What happened? --It was real short. The old woman ran over and said ‘Wait,’ and then she said something curious” ‘Thank Kaius for your Fortitude.’ The elf then stopped and smiled and replied, ‘It is Moranna’s will.’ And then they clasped forearms. The elf then leaned in close and whispered something to Doxx, but I couldn’t make it out.[/I] I looked at Doxx who was busy explaining with all the logic they could muster why Adrissa couldn’t come with us. All the while I wondered: What was the real game here? [B]Session Notes:[/B] Well of COURSE Adrissa wasn't leaving. It was my daughter and she was now hooked on Dungeons and Dragons (One of US, One of US...) But as for the rest, well now we see how bad really are next story post. [/QUOTE]
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