Tyrzra'eln---The World's Garden

[Steve Gorak]

Drakhart sees the newcomer and starts swishing it's tail. Who are you to invite yourself to a ladies apartments? It's teath are bared and your sure the Mojh could break bones easily with a maw like that. Ack! Begging your forgiveness milord. I had not realised you are of the great race as well. Drakhart says fawning just a bit but still not letting you in the door to the Ladie's rooms.

Still with a big smile on his face. Your serve your lady well. However, I believe you misunderstood me. I would not dare to offend such a charming giantess! I will join the party of volunteers going below, they may need my sword, and my healing skills.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Drakhart actualy grows a darker shade of green. I have embarased myself. Please forgive. Sometimes I forget my place once I'm set on a train of thought.

 

[Steve Gorak]

Lo Derak extends his hand for a handshake.
No worries mojh-lord. I can see how you misunderstood me. Your mistress is charming indeed. I am Lo Derak.
Lo Derak also introduces himself to the other volunteers.

 

[GPEKO]

Ayi-Morotik

Ayi-Morotik is quite amused by all this. She would laugh, if it wasn't for the grim situation below. She simply smiles instead. "Very good, you boys made up." She says with an even broader smile. She turns toward the other Giant. "Please to met you Lo-Derak. I believe that an extra blade could indeed be useful, especially if you are as quick with it as you're with your tongue." She makes a wink of her own. "You also said you're an healer. Very good, we might be able to save a few soul down there."

She turns toward the Mojh. "Do not worry, Mojh ... I don't believe I even know your name yet ... you did what you thought was best." She moves toward her cabin. "Now come, I'll tell you what you need to do for my armor. All I need his an extra pair of hands."

Later, as they are putting on the shoulder plate, she ask him. "You said earlier that you were versed in knowledge. I'm a sort of scholar myself. What is your area of expertise ? I've mostly studied ritual, ceremonies and traditions myself."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

The mojh sees honored that you would ask his name. I am now called Drakhart. I am a scholar of runes, glyphs and the Magic thereof. I also study topography and Cartography. That is why I come to this new land. I wish to start a Grand Library. One that will be a focal point of a Mojh nation. One based on truth and learning, not like the past but a new and enlightened one. I have the start of the Library right here. it says and pats a strange looking pack it wears.

 

[GPEKO]

Ayi-Morotik

"Interesting, Drakhart. It's a great goal, no doubt, though I hope you plan to open your library to all races, not just mojhs. I'm also not sure Tyrza'eln is the best place to find books however. I've come here looking for cultures in his rawest form, to recover lost ceremonies of power. I don't think the natives are the most versed in litterature."

A bit later, now in full plate armor, the giantess returns to the deck, the sun gleeming on the metal plates. "Is there anymore volunteers ? Shall we go down ?"

OOC: they are natives not just wilderness, right ?

 

[Argent Silvermage]

OOC: I'm ready.

 

[GPEKO]

BUMP

OOC : We just had one post from NarlethDrider, this doen't looks good.

 

[NarlethDrider]

OOC:were not dead yet---just try to recover from an illness---BTW, anyone have skill points in skydiving?

 

[NarlethDrider]

Flying high!!

As the ship begins to pick up speed (moving towards the island), one of the crew escorts the armed & ready volunteers out onto the wing of the ship---the quickling faen Kanna (who is also out on the wing) whistles a high pitched shriek & from the 'beast hold' of the ship several spiders (obviously of the same species but different sizes) amble toward the group, Kanna turns toward the assembled volunteers, "When you are given the signal, clasp your arms to your body & the spiders will take you over the side----down onto the ground----dont be ashamed if your breakfast comes to visit you" The last she says with a smile.

The Captain comes to speak with here volunters, "Once we've made a patrol of the island & its surroundings & you have determined that the town is secured, we will see about what we can recover. If things go bad either up here or down there & retreat seems the best option, dont worry, we won't leave you to fend for yourselves."

The crew is quite as they approach the island----wary of any dangers----wrekage of possibly to ships float in the waters as large sharks & other things tear at the dead bodies in the water----the town itself is in ruins----the airship dock is down, & the mangled form of a red hued airship lies amongst the jumbled mess of several buildings----the mangled forms of several beings dot the ground.

"Get ready!", the Captain's voice break you out of the trance that the carnage had wrought, "NOW!!" You are spider tackled & whisked out into the air----quickly----toward the ground------you quickly slow within a giant's height of the ground----just as quickly as the spiders let you go, they move back up their drag lines to the ship..........