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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: not so clouded
The Clouded Mug
Khordal Kingdom
22nd day of the 7th month: Pfier
3:18 pm
The group followed Draven as he sat down on a vacant table. He hadn’t given them the slightest indication that he noticed they were there, and ordered a drink for himself alone. The waiter gave the slightest of nods and flipped his beard, returning to the bar. He came back in time to overhear Alyssia’s question. His message was short and his gruff voice barely voiced over the layer of smoke.
“Your Carion’s Acid. Anything for the company?”
He did not lift an eyebrow when Draven reacted rudely to the sorceress. Apparently, this conversation wasn’t the only one going stiff, and the man was used to not listening to anything besides orders.
Another table seemed to have the same matters of impoliteness. Suddenly a richly dressed Khord got up and grabbed his throat. From the foam on his lips gurgled a few sounds, but none were as comprehendable as the blood-shot look of unbelief, directed at his table partner. As the rich Khord fell down, the other looked around frantically. His eyes looked over the adventurer’s table to the bar beyond. There, a giant of a human was strolling with abyssal steps in the killer’s direction. With a few paces he was at him and grabbed him by the neck. The Khord rammed a few punches at the man’s kidney’s but didn’t even make the man flinch.
“Nobody breaks the treaty of the Mug!” The human shouted in the Khord’s face. Then, aimed at one of the waiters, he spat “Bring my club!” and dragged the killer out of the tavern. The last thing the adventurer’s saw was a club the size of a small tree being tugged towards the back door. The body of the rich Khord was left where it was.
Posted on 2007-02-14 at 18:15:04.
Edited on 2007-02-14 at 18:52:45 by Almerin
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: ok
We shall rule that Grugg's character is a part of the main group right now. I don't want to make a whole lot of fuss about everybody meeting up. So, Grugg can start posting as if he was always with everybody.
Posted on 2007-02-14 at 17:08:55.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: take your time
take all the time you need Greenleaf. And yes, you had already gone home to take all your stuff. So you have all your equipment weapons.
Posted on 2007-02-13 at 17:35:03.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: lol
That's funny. I was wondering why that was on your 2nd edition ranger sheet! 
I'll change it right away. 
Posted on 2007-02-12 at 17:44:27.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: checking
oops, sorry about that, Greenleaf. I hope you'll still enjoy the encounter.
Grugg, I already calculated your saves. So just the equipment please 
Dragon M, glad you enjoyed the post  looking forward to your adjustments.
Posted on 2007-02-12 at 12:42:42.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: yep
excellent, I just need the rest of your equipment, a background, and a more specific alignment (neutral as in True neutral, neutral Good?)
Posted on 2007-02-11 at 20:47:20.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: it's there
I posted, for Geim and Elessar, and I can say that I'm quite pleased with myself this time
I hope you guys will have fun with this.
For the others... let me see:
Vesper posted , Valimar has a personal issue that needs to be dealt with, Grugg and Tann are hopefully almost ready to post, and Blammm should be able to post. No updates for you yet, it seems.
Also: Tann'talas's character Malius the Sylvari Ranger is now included in the list of characters.
Posted on 2007-02-11 at 14:35:02.
Edited on 2007-02-11 at 14:36:10 by Almerin
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: thugs and test results
Khordal Kingdom
Warrens of Caelbo
23rd day of the 7th month: Pfier
5:42 pm
The old Khord regarded the guard with anxiety, almost fear of answering the cleric. He took Geimiedefher by the arm and spoke in a low voice. From his mouth rose the stink of rotting teeth and a diet of garbage.
“I am Horc’tun Meltpot, master cleric. My wife is in our house, a few streets down this way.”
He pointed in the direction of a few narrow side tunnels that ran between homes, into the poorer area’s of the Warrens of Caelbo.
“She is very ill, sir. Her skin’s got blue mold all over it, and she has trouble breathing.”
They went around a corner that drowned out some of the noise of the crowded street. No merchants prided in their stores here, no torches warmed the stones. Another tunnel-alley was entered, and the old Khord cocked his head. They were almost there. Another bend, and several doorways later they stopped. The ragged man pointed in one of the dark entries in the rock. They both entered.
The old Khord’s house was nothing more than a carved out cube in the rock. An old table supported a lit candle, but even that seemed almost too heavy for it. In the left corner lay a few sacks of damp hay, and on it… a corpse. It was hard to tell if it had ever been male or female. It was old, and long dead.
Behind him Geim heard a rattle of metal. He turned just in time to see the old man breathing a “I did as you asked”, and then run like a squirrel.
Two Khords entered the building, one carrying a heavy hammer, the other a metal chain. They looked like regular thugs, but of strong build. And did the cleric notice a red glow in their eyes, or was it his imagination?
Maelamin Kingdom
Bladesinger Keep
25th day of the 7th month: Pfier
9:09 pm
The now healed ex-orc sighed in relief.
“Wow, I didn’t realize how much I need that. Thank you for that.”
She waved at Elessarae’s offer to make her a dress out of the bedsheet. She bend over and took a nobleman’s outfit from the chest, and held it up for display. It was very much like the ones the elder bladesingers had worn.
“I’ve got my own clothing right here. So, you were trying to catch me in the nets like yourself? Clever. Too bad they’re just an illus…”
The door was suddenly opened, and one of the elder bladesingers gazed upon them. It was the one that had guided Elessarae to this room. He was still smiling softly.
“I hear you’re giving away our secrets again Quilanday. You must have already made your decision then.”
The woman most unkindly stuck out her tongue at the elf, who ignored her and motioned for Elessarae to join him. Together they walked into the other room again. The other bladesingers on the council were back at their position behind the desk. Behind them a series of big open bow windows let in the late sunlight. Strange how she had not noticed those before.
She was lead in front of the desk, and the elder took his place with his fellows. For a moment they were silent, and the sounds of the forest around them took hold of the room.
Slowly one of the elders arose. She recognized him as the one who had clapped after her performance. Then a woman stood up, and after her, one by one, came the others. They stood there in silence, but all of a sudden their arms burst into action. Simultaneously and fluent as eels they took a dagger from their robes and gave a single shout. What followed can only be described as an intricate perpendicular dance of arms with arms. While the rest of their bodies stayed almost still, the bladesingers sang a hymn to battle and honour to accompany the dancing of the daggers. The display of skill ended with all the elders throwing their weapon in the air, rotating a quarter step to face to their right, and catching the falling daggers in the holders on their belts.
Then they left the room, leaving Elessarae with the man who had clapped. He came to stand in front of her.
“My name is Gyvontill Ligustrumbranch. I am an elder bladesinger authorized to welcome you to the Order. Elessarae Isiliri, you have proven yourself worthy of the hard tasks we shall assign you with. You can and WILL stay in grace through the journeys you are to take in service of the Sylvari kingdom. From now on you shall hold the title of Bladesinger, and you shall do so in honour to our Gods, our nature and our people. May your blade stay as your song, for it was both sharp and beautiful.”
Posted on 2007-02-11 at 14:25:02.
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Topic: The Khordal Kingdom
Subject: The Khordal Kingdom
It was supposed to be in the vault for some time, but that link doesn't work. Until the link is fixed, you can download the newest expansion to the Audalis campaign setting right here. Let me know what you think!
Khordal Kingdom
Posted on 2007-02-11 at 10:24:45.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: sure changed
Yep, stuff changed, we're number 11 now. Why is that? I'm sure we're all voting enough. Very odd.
Posted on 2007-02-09 at 15:39:30.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: barf
It would definately seem that way: Promises left unkept. But I have been feeling really sick, hence the title of this post. I hope that soon I'll be able to punch through my part in this posting-silence.
Posted on 2007-02-09 at 15:09:29.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: new char
I'm working right now on converting Tann'Talas's Sylvari Ranger from 2nd edition to 3rd. Soon we'll have ourselves a new player!!
Also: Are people unsure of what to post? Are things too vague? If so, just ask your questions right here, and I'll be happy to answer.
I will do my best to have an update in for Dragon M and Greenleaf as soon as I have time.
Posted on 2007-02-07 at 13:34:09.
Edited on 2007-02-07 at 13:35:50 by Almerin
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: and
yay for inactivity? I expected at least one post from the group cruising Khordal right now. I'll end up updating for the two other storylines first.
get to posting!
Posted on 2007-02-05 at 18:48:58.
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Topic: **Noldaria*Final War**
Subject: crazy people
Although following a peaceful path, without hard feelings, had felt like the right thing to do, Elandor had skipped the part where he thought about what to say.
When the men came out, his heart jumped in excitement. The rush of having to find words on the spot and sound convincing at the same time sent a jingle through his legs. He wanted to jump up and down to get rid of the feeling, but figured it would make a bad first impression. Instead, he tightened the grip on his hoopak, which was also a clever thing to do, in case the men bore the wrong attitude.
“What do you come here for?”
The question didn't sound unfriendly, but Elandor still didn't know what to say. Should he play the part of the insane adventurer, who needed bulls for a mission to find great riches? It sounded stupid! Better to stick to the truth... as much as possible.
"My best wishes to you both on this beautiful evening, sir. We are travelers, journeying on a quest to save these lands from the hardship of what we, generally speaking, call "evil". We have come to your farm to make a deal with you. We would like to purchase two of your bulls."
As he was speaking, a plan formed in Elandor's head. But he would await the farmer's reaction before saying anything more.
(Ok, Elandor will use his bluff to the max, to convince the farmers to deal with them. Also he will try to get the price as low as possible. IF the price permits it, perhaps he can buy an additional cow and bull, so that the lizardfolk can start growing their own cattle, without having to steal it. But as I said: we'll see how things go.)
Posted on 2007-02-03 at 16:09:56.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: huh
How is that? I may be putting some of you through a hard time, but when you come out victorious, the glory is only better. Also, there are multiple ways of dealing with situations. Violence is not always the solution, you know 
, I don't intend to kill you, but I hope I give you something interesting.
Posted on 2007-02-03 at 08:42:42.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: ok
so I did find the time to post, for all of you!
Although it's a long and perhaps boring post, I suggest you read it to get a good picture of where you're at. I assumed everybody was going together. We don't need to play out the complete discussion, but if you guys feel like doing a joined post by messaging or something than that's fine.
Let me know what you're up to.
Posted on 2007-01-31 at 20:59:00.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: into the mountain
Kharolis Mountains
Khordal Kingdom
22nd day of the 7th month: Pfier
1:05 pm
The guard shrugged at Alyssia’s response. He had done his job in warning them. Long ago had he learned not to mingle too much with other people’s business. As long as they were no danger to the kingdom….
He put his hand up in a greet and turned to aid his comrades, who were already busy inspecting the sky in a discussion about the weather.
Draven was the first one to enter the cave that would lead them deep into the mountain. Since Alyssia decided to follow him, and Tobin to observe her in turn, they all walked together.
The tunnel they walked in was wide, its surface even. Khords obviously had worked hard to keep the road into their kingdom smooth and functional. Although they had expected a quick descend, the tunnel moved up slightly for quite some time. The daylight had long since been drowned by dim torchlight and darkness, when direction changed.
Down they went, slowly and seemingly in a circle. The tunnel became a little more natural, though the paving remained smooth. An intricate band of carved ornamentation lined the lower side of the wall. The constantly evolving pattern of this ornamentation was the only way of knowing they weren’t traveling in circles.
After an hour they finally saw a light in the distance, brighter than the average torch they encountered so far. Up ahead they noticed how the tunnel grew wider, big enough for a dragon to crawl through. The bright light shone from a group of lanterns positioned near a stone column which supported three hands that pointed in different directions. Another tunnel also ended in this area, and the arm pointing in that direction was labeled “Geofel Mines” in Common and Khordaldrum. A track of rails came from that tunnel and curved into the direction they were going. The hand that pointed that way bore the writing “Niall Jiun – Warrens”. The group was told to follow the Warrens, and they continued their way.
They now walked alongside a track, and soon they heard the noise of rusty iron squeaking up ahead. A little further they walked into a cart, loaded with big blocks of stone. A chain lead from the cart, and attached to four harnesses, carried by Khords. They pulled the cart at a steady pace, and though their expressions were tight, their conversation amongst each other seemed joyful enough.
The group continued, and after another 45 minutes they once more noticed a change in light in the distance. It seemed they were returning to the brightness of the open, outside air. Had they taken a wrong turn somewhere? But there hadn’t been any turns to take. Surely they shouldn’t have taken the way into the mines. Their worries, if present, were calmed instantly by the beauty of what lay ahead.
An enormous cave, the size of a small mountain, lay at their feet. The tunnel had opened into a wideness that was almost scary. They stood atop a barred walkway at the top of the cave and looked down into the depths. A bright light radiated from the ceiling, to mimic the light of the sun. In this light, the floor below looked clear and inviting. Sparks of gems that grew from the ceiling and walls enhanced the enchantment of the place.
The wideness of this cave went on beyond their sight to the west, but down below they could see a stone platform, bearing strangely structured buildings in what seemed to be a garden. They became aware of a path that lead alongside the wall of the cave. This path connected to their walkway, and a stone arm indicated that they should follow this path to get to “Niall Jiun”. They were to keep the edgy path at the top of the cave to find the Warrens.
Thus, they left the cave and returned back into the stone darkness of the mountain.
Not long after they reentered the tunnel, they noticed a big sign on the side of the tunnel. It was a carved symbol of some sorts and the runes under the symbol informed them that they had entered the “Warrens of Caelbo”. They were not the only wanderers in this tunnel and an old Khord informed them to follow their path to come to the Warrens of Rvisthorn.
Taking the directions of the old man they made it to their destination. Another symbol on the wall of a tunnel told them they had entered another domain. After another 15 minutes the tunnel opened up to reveal another cave, not as big as the one before. It was unlike anything they had ever seen. Houses were connected to the stone on several levels, carved with such craftsmanship that they seemed to grow out of the wall in natural ways. Dots of light went as far as they could see, and dark streets crossed each other with the unpredictability of an anthill. Yes, the streets were dark, save from the lights that shone from numerous shops, smithies and homes. They were crowded too, but not focused on the average human with an incapability to see in darkness. After the lit tunnels, this was a new challenge to the group. Staying together they tried not to bump into the Khordaldrum citizens too much. With their mind on the bar they were seeking they didn’t spend too much time on looking around.
The Clouded Mug was situated in another cave, and the tunnels that lead them there were easier to walk through, since not so many people seemed to use them. This cave was smaller, lower and even darker than the first one. The bar was something straight out of the charcoal drawings of Frion Illubra, an artist famous all over Antaron for his sinister view of things. The windows of this stone and wooden building were closed, and looked like they had never been opened. There were only a few lights that illuminated the area, and none of them directly reached the Clouded Mug.
Inside, the illumination was just as obscure. The Mug was packed, with many tables and dark corners, many of them already taken. Some people were sitting at the bar, while a duo of waiters passed drinks around. A thick layer of smoke dimmed everything even more. Although most of the city, or what they had seen of it so far, was inhabited by Khords, there were some other races doing business here. A mixture of languages rang in their ears, and the words they understood spoke of both every day things and dark thoughts. It was unsettling that people spoke about these things so openly. Was it like that all over Khordal?
(OOC: There are some free tables, or places at the bar. Tell me what you intend to do here. People aren’t watching you yet. They mind their own business.)
Khordal Kingdom
Warrens of Caelbo
23rd day of the 7th month: Pfier
5:42 pm
While Geim was walking through the streets of the Warrens of Caelbo, a Khordaldrum man in ragged cloths suddenly tugged his shirt.
“Please Sir. My wife is really ill. You are a healer aren’t you? I recognize the clerical braiding.”
He pointed at Geimiedefher’s beard, and looked at him with pleading eyes. A guard who had been standing nearby grabbed the man and pulled him away. An angry glare and the clanking of a chain on the guard’s belt told the ragged Khord to leave this follower of Kharox alone.
As he stepped back, the man continued to look at Geim, begging with his eyes for help.
Maelamin Kingdom
Bladesinger Keep
25th day of the 7th month: Pfier
9:09 pm
The orc-elf looked with a smirk at Elessarae as they both sat on the bed.
“A test? For me? Well, yes, it is always a test alright. But not for me. The hard thing is evading the real damage. But you really got me today. So I’ll accept your healing gladly.”
She held out a hand as the bladesinger went for her wand.
“Wait. Let me undo this horrible outfit. I don’t want to look like a pig any longer than I have to.”
The thing stumbled over to the chest and opened its lid. Inside were clean cloths, and the orcish elf picked out a set of them, then began stripping her own garments except for a short pair of underpants. Elessarae could now see that the thing was indeed an elf, her chest bound tightly with bandage, now charred brown. Several wax facial disguises were removed, revealing more and more of the elf. What also was revealed was that very little of the elf had been truly wounded. With a cloth the woman wiped away the blood from her skin, and checked the very thin cut on her side.
“I don’t know what your lesson has been today, but remember this. Sometimes eluding your enemy is better than using sheer force. Most of this blood – she held out the cloth – is fake.”
She smiled softly at Elessarae.
“Don’t worry. You’ll pass. Now, how about that healing?”
Posted on 2007-01-31 at 20:52:48.
Edited on 2007-01-31 at 20:54:33 by Almerin
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: time
If I find the time I may update today, for the group that is. I don't think I'll have time to do a FULL update yet. I intend to take the group a little further, so you'll have something to post about.
Posted on 2007-01-31 at 13:41:46.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: yep
yes, I know. It seems that way. What I don't understand is how a site with only 21 votes can be above the Inn. It's just not possible you know. How does it work?
Posted on 2007-01-31 at 13:40:10.
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Topic: **Noldaria*Final War**
Subject: why don't we just ask?
There was a problem of conscience in their latest assignment for Elandor. He was going to have to steal from another person. And the kender really didn’t like stealing. Of course there had been occasions where he had taken things from other people that didn’t originally belong to him. But that was more some sort of borrowing. The object in question was going to return to its owner at some point. At least, that was always the intention.
But now, taking cows, or bulls, and knowing that they would be eaten, was a different story. There was no fun or pride in that, and Elandor didn’t want to partake in that. He went to his companions, and whispered:
:”Can’t we just buy those cows from the farmers? I mean, surely they can use the money for something good, or to buy a new bull for themselves? Shall I go ahead, sneak out, and ask them?”
Posted on 2007-01-28 at 10:31:14.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: me too!!!
I want update too!!!
anyways: We have had a positive reaction from Grugg. He'll be replacing Jozan1's character with something of his own brewing. Give him a warm welcome!
*gives Grugg a warm welcome*
Posted on 2007-01-28 at 10:11:42.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: ok
I will await the outcome of my first round of invitations. I have two players 'on the hook', but I don't know if I will get them to join. If one of them says no, then your sister is up for a new game
Posted on 2007-01-27 at 18:23:55.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: or not
he actually just posted. Welcome back into the game.
Updates are in. The group doesn't have a big one though. You need to make up your mind about where to go. Although Valimar stated right away where he wanted to go, the rest of you need to tell me if you decide to join him. If so, I'm writing one update for all of you. otherwise I'm going to have to type up several.
In any case, get reading 
Posted on 2007-01-27 at 16:36:14.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: goodbyes and entries
Khordal Kingdom
The Grand Library
23rd day of the 7th month: Pfier
5:31 pm
The librarian straightened her back, and leaned back in her chair. She regarded Geim for a few seconds. Then she smiled, and her skin, dry as parchment, tightened.
“Alright. Just meet me in the library, next to the dried fountain that praises the Umberhulk. I’ll be waiting with more information for you.”
She looked straight in his eyes, and for a moment Geim felt like he was being engulfed with knowledge.
“I hope to see you again soon, Geim.” She added, and got up from her space to bring back the books he had dropped on her desk.
(OOC: If you decide to leave the library now, you will notice that outside this room there is only a staircase going down. You will not find the statue of an Umberhulk, nor is there any such thing near the Grand Library.)
Maelamin Kingdom
Bladesinger Keep
25th day of the 7th month: Pfier
9:08 pm
Now her leg and body were healed completely, Elessarae could relax a bit. She rested her still tingling leg on the bed, and looked around the room.
Next to the bed stood a wooden chest, guarded by a heavy lock. Only one torch lit this room, and its yellow light danced up and down, as if moving on the fluteplayer’s still continuing music. But there was other movement, and the bladesinger turned her gaze towards that. A pair of feet blocked what little light came from under the door. A little rummaging with the handle later, the door opened. In the bright light of the room beyond stood the silhouette of a hulking figure. It took Elessar a moment to recognize the orc elf creature that she had fought in the corridor, not too long ago. It looked in surprise at the bladesinger, and instantly raised the rapier at its side. But, it wasn’t directed at the elven woman. With a swing, the orc let go of the weapon, and send it flying into the far corner, where it bounced against the wall, to come to a clattering halt on the hard floor.
Its gaze returned to the elf, and a bloody arm pointed at her.
“You! You put up quite a fight there. I thought you were an easy fly, trapped and ready to be eaten. Good for you.”
The voice sounded tired, but soft and feminine. Much different than expected.
Kharolis Mountains
Khordal Kingdom
22nd day of the 7th month: Pfier
0:29 pm
“I have to advice you not to go with your companion, miss.” The guard replied before Draven could.
“Although it may be a safe enough place inside, I would not send you towards the districts surrounding it. The Clouded Mug attracts people good and bad. Bad mostly. An interesting place for a man like your friend here, but not for the likes of you, if you will pardon my assumptions.”
The look on his face betrayed his sincerity. He looked a bit frightened. The thought of him sending a lady, even a ragged one, into the most shadowy districts of Khordal, was obviously not a good one.
(OOC: Not a big update, but I need you guys to make a decision. Go together, which is fine. Or go on your separate ways. Also, I’m looking for a few new players to replace Jozan and Drakar. Hopefully they’ll be joining you guys soon.)
Posted on 2007-01-27 at 16:33:54.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Vesper
Vesper let me know that he had some problems getting on the internet. In a week he'll be able to start doing stuff again.
Posted on 2007-01-27 at 09:44:45.
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