Under Strange Stars II

*Al-Khazad considers the odd man, still cautious of an ambush, or a flash of rage, seeing that the man seems less than stable.* "How did you get here, Calzada? What did you do before you were here? Were you stranded?"
 

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"We noticed the giant bird had carried all these ships up here and were hoping to find some replacement parts"

"Jarl. Then there´s some hope. Look at that feestro of a ship" says Calzada, walking cautiously to the mouth of the cave with short steps. "That one, just next to that crevasse, is made of the fabulous gopher wood. If was here even before I arrived, and it´s not even started to rot, by the glory of my mother. If you want some spare parts, that´s the one to look at"

You look to the ship he mentions. It´s precariously perched next to a big crevasse, as he says: you saw previously that a very small stream of water runs at it´s bottom. The water comes from the top of rock wall, falling in a waterfall (small enough to be called shower) at maybe one hundred feet to the right of where you are.

"Hmmm...perhaps we can find something within those treasures to get us all off this forsaken island..."

"Serve yourself. Look at the bottom of the cave."

"How did you get here, Calzada? What did you do before you were here? Were you stranded?"

"No, no, I came by air, carried by the feestro sinner big bird. I´m a merchant from Cormo [A foreing land, not "far" from Tangrabah], and was trading with spices. The young birds (not these, others) ate most of the crew, except me and other three, do you realize. I had enough sense to hide here while the others tried to climb down the mountain; vain try, since I couldn´t see any ship or port from this mountain - and you can see the entire island from here, by the glory of my mother."

"Those young birds grew up and left the nest. Life improved for a time: the big one left the island for days at a time, and I could walk at my leisure, jarl. The adult bird frequently came with big fishes and sea monsters: even after it finished eating, there was enough meat to feed me for a month. But then, three years ago it laid eggs again, and I almost can´t get out of house, do you realize. Since then, they have eaten no less than four complete crews. You know, not everyone keep their heads cold when they see a 25 feet tall feestro chicks."
 
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(OOC: Is Jarl a word we know, or one he's using on his own?)

"I can only imagine what it would be like to wait all this time. I don't think I would have made it." *He considers for a moment.* "Your dwelling is clearly small, but is there room enough for resting? We have travelled far, and been through more this day that I imagined...."
 

Menghils eyes, having brightened at the mention of treasure, positively gleam at the caveman's latest revelation.

"The bottom of the cave? So, the treasure is here and not still out lurking with the birdies?"

He begins glancing around the cave, as if a second glance will reveal huge piles of loot that he had somehow overlooked before.
 

(You don´t have idea if jarl does mean anything at all, or if it´s a weird quirk.)

"Sleep all you want or can. I don´t mind, do you realize. I don´t have many visits, hehe. And I had enough time to search the ships and gather what was useful from the ships, gather it and even give a name to every coin. Also to make ten thousand times the promise to share it with whoever gets me out of this island, jarl."

Menghil looks in the deepest part of the small cave, and behind a rock there´s indeed a not huge, but certainly valuable hoard or silver, gold, finely carved ivory statuettes, gems and weapons of the finest craftmanship, and other assorted treasure, big enough to make a small dragon happy.
 

*Al-Khazad catches himself in the middle of a stifled yawn as his jaw drops.* "That...that's...you have...." *He clearly focuses himself, and looks to the pile again.* "Quite impressive hoard you have there. Jarl. Would you mind if I examined a few of the pieces?"
 

"Yes, I also would like to take a look at your treasure," Amira adds after Al-Khazad has spoken. "Maybe there's something, that could help us escape. Otherwise we probably have to kill the chicks to get out of here and I wouldn't like to do that."

OOC: Amira casts Detect Magic and goes through the stuff.
 
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The things carefully kept at the bottom of the cave include an assorted collection of tools and implements that have been much more useful these years than the gold and silver: several thousand coins that would take a lot of time to count, and many other valuable things: ivory inkpot, a silver belt, round discs with gold inlays, a wrought silver and gold collar, a marble statuette, 12 inches tall, of a warrior, with golden armor, a red gold ring, coiled snake with ruby eyes, a wrought silver torque, a finely carved ornamental scimitar lined with gold and platinum, and gems: ambers, angel's skin, plume agate, selenite, and skydrops. Amira concentrates and senses the presence of power in some of the items: a shield, beautifully shaped as a lion´s head and biting maw (moderate conjuration), a falchion with the edge serrated in an odd way and decorated with and odd mixture of necromantic and life giving symbols (strong necromancy); a walking staff made of mithril, with snakes reliefs running through it (moderate conjuration); and a golden and ruby amulet on a silver chain, shaped as a heart (moderate transmutation).

You also spend the night in the man´s cave; some sleep and some work, like Jagra, who´s finishing some weird writings on his book. The next morning you feel more confident, and decided to find, now, an exit from this island.

(OOC: make effective the changes in your character sheets; you are now level 11. Post the prepared spells for the day)
 


*Al-Khazad separates out the shield and the scimitar, and is disappointed to find that the scimitar is not magical. The shield, however....* "This shield, do you know its powers, Calzada, or you Amira?"

*In the morning, Al-Khazad is clearly in a better mood, knowing both he and his companions are in full form.*
 

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