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Topic: Beneath Shadowed Skies...
Subject: Introduction Part 2.
Beneath shadowed skies Kälte entered Sankirst, the closest town of note where she might pursue the scripture Gwendel had read to her some nights prior. The streets, even at night were alive with activity, and the large woman drifted between the shadows, her dark skin and darker weapons blending into nothingness only to be revealed once more as she passed under lanterns or torchlight. Stopping to pick up a handful of newsprint from the street before her, though the words meant nothing to the barely literate warrior, the hand in which the words were written was so precise, and the copies so numerous, she knew she had chanced upon the town in question. As night drew on, Kälte meandered throughout Sankirst looking for a place to bed down. The first place she found was a bristling place filled with people of all sorts, from warriors to intellectuals; but as a pair of stumbling bumpkins reeking of ale and possibly their own filth were unceremoniously heaved from the premises, Kälte thought it better to avoid confrontation. It had been a long hard travel, and she wanted to conserve her strength for those whom she would undoubtedly butt heads with. Passing by a handful of possible places within which to lay her head Kälte eyed a wooded sign depicting a pile of pillows and a silhouetted woman laying across them.
Thinking this to be more her place the large woman strolled boldly to the front door and pushed it forward, only to be nearly overwhelmed by fragrant perfumes and various smoke-weeds.
“Good evening m’…lady.” Came the voice of an older debutant, obviously surprised to see the figure standing there as she raised her eyes from the papers before her.
“Welcome to the Wanton Harlot, I am Lillith Von Helson, proprietor of this establishment.” As the woman stood Kälte judged her to be in her forties, wearing too much war paint about her eyes and lips and obviously could not find clothing to fit her for her amble bosom was certainly about to bust free from their scant crimson confines.
“Uhhh..” was all Kälte could stammer as a man came out from one of the back rooms, his clothing in a state of upheaval; more war paint transferred from lip to neck quickly hidden as he lifted his collar. He said something the foreign woman couldn’t hear to whoever lay beyond the doorway, and hurried out, smiling towards Lady Von Helson and averting his eyes of Kälte, who noticed a simple band being slipped upon his left hand ring finger as he scurried out the door like the rat he was.
Kälte was furious at the man, at all men, she couldn’t differentiate one from the other, as she leered at Lady Von Helson, and slammed her first into the mortar beside the wall, crumbling it in a spray of grey dust. Storming out of the bordello Kälte slammed the heavy wooden door behind her with a loud crash, drawing the attention of many a passer-by. Kälte stalked after the man who kept his eyes low and his pace quick; following him round corners and up walkways right to his front door where he straightened himself up and fidgeted for his keys at this late hour.
Jingle…
Jingle…
“Wha..Ah!”
Kälte held the man upright with one arm muscles bulging, her belongings clattering to the stone. “Let go of me! Put me down!” the man screamed as Kälte proceeded to bang on the door using the man as a knocker. It wasn’t long before a woman; sleep still clinging to her eyelids and dressed in a simple nightgown came to the door, a shocked and almost vacant expression on her face as she saw her husband being manhandled before her.
Before anyone could say anything Kälte proclaimed “Tell her where you were… Now.”
“J-J-Just at the pub dear I d-don’t know what’s…”
*Thud*
The man was cut short as Kälte slammed his head into the top of the doorframe.
“Tell her where you really were!”
The man’s wife looked on in abject terror, unsure as to what exactly was going on.
“I-I swear honey, I..”
With her free hand Kälte pulled free a small dagger and held it to the man’s groin. He grimaced.
“Lady where I come from when a mate deceives his companion the punishment is castration that the deception not spread into some bastard offspring.” She turned to the man and stared at him. “Now tell her where you were!”
“I was at the whore house.. I’ve been going every night this week, I’m such a fool I’m sorry I’m sorry!!!”
The woman stood there a moment and blinked. Once, twice, then she lunged at the man with more fury than Kälte expected from the fragile woman’s frame. Dropping the man at his wife’s feet Kälte smiled, she always liked seeing a woman standing tall, and the added pleasure of seeing a man groveling at her feet made the effort worthwhile.
Her deeds done for the day, Kälte picked up her belongings and was ready to find a place of rest when the woman called to her. “Stranger, I thank you for revealing the wolf my sheepish husband really was. You’re new to town yes?”
Kälte turned round and watched as the woman shoved her husband off the front step reaching into the doorway and throwing a jacket at him.
“Perhaps you’ll find shelter with your whores, for you’ll not be sharing my bed anytime soon you cheat! Stranger, come you may stay here tonight, I’ve an extra couch, and though not elegant it’ll save your purse some loss. Please, I’ll make some tea and you can tell me more of your ways, I think I’m interested to learn.”
Kälte could only smile as she nodded quietly accepting the woman’s offer, heading into the abode and purposely stepping upon her sobbing wretch of a husband’s hand as she passed, shutting the door behind her. Tonight would be spent spreading her disdain for men to this liberated woman, and on the morrow, the Harbor district she would find.
Posted on 2007-07-14 at 19:15:40.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Ze goggles, zey do nothing!
"Arg!"
Thondrek howled and cursed as his face felt afire with pain, and he could taste the blood upon his lips. The Badger had struck him good, but he knew Malius, still stuck beneath/behind him was in more dire straights than he.
The blood gave him an idea as he licked crimson droplets from the corner of his mouth. "Kharox watch over me, and Loda get yer head out o' yer arse and back me here!"
Thondrek slashed once more at the badger, this time channelling a Blade of Blood at the beast, choosing to take the self inflicted damage in hopes of dealing a more devastating blow.
With more than one capable healer in the party, he hoped they would be able to backpack him with their healing touch, that he may stand and fight that much longer.
Posted on 2007-07-14 at 15:29:18.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: on the topic of donations...
I'll gladly accept all donations of ale, mead and other assorted stouts and spirits  Need to wash down the taste of sweat and blood Thondrek will undoubtedly experience before this is through.
Posted on 2007-07-09 at 23:19:18.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Look, the elf's my height... *snickers*
Thondrek stood on guard between a pair of massive trees, which loomed overhead like a pair of foreboding giants. He awaited the call of his companions or of the townsfolk who were stationed in a spread around the small village; apparently his plan had been the decisive one. Thondrek swung his favored war axe in the air a couple times, enjoying the feel his personally crafted weapon gave him. The war axe had served him well in the past, numerous notches in the hilt representing the various creatures and monsters that had crossed his path and not lived to tell the tale. Perhaps today he would add another once he heard the call.
The call
It came suddenly and loudly as townsfolk and his companions shouted the arrival of the threat. Thondrek’s short but powerful legs spurred him onward as he and his companions converged upon the village hunter and Malius led them upon the hunt. They had not traveled far however when tragedy struck; the ground collapsed beneath Malius and he sunk to his knees. Emerging in a burst of dirt and root came the largest badgeresque looking creature Thondrek had ever seen. As large as human and with bone spurs jutting out of its dirty fur this creature was far from garden variety. Catching everyone off guard, Malius lay on the receiving end of a vicious blow, one which literally lay him low and almost laid him out.
Gripping his war axe, Thondrek took a step in front of/over Malius, who now stood at equal height to him, thought about a smart aleck remark to the Syl but noticing his grievous wounds decided against sharing it Instead he took a swing at the creature, muttering an incantation as he did and channeled a Dimension hop through his trusted axe, hoping to not only injure the creature, but buy Malius some time and distance to recuperate. (sending the Badger 10ft backwards)
Posted on 2007-07-08 at 18:42:06.
Edited on 2007-07-08 at 18:44:19 by Kaelyn
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: posted!
I'llsave you you durned pointy eared elf! lol
Posted on 2007-07-08 at 18:41:39.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: trapped
Thondrek scratched the stubble on his neck, for his chin was covered in fine bristling hair. "I know as much about badger trappin an badger lairin habits as I do 'bout ballroom dancin. I'd be leavin them duties to Malius o'er there."
Thondrek let the light shine off his guisarme and grinned.
"Now me, I'm more into the stuffin an mountin o fierce critters than baitin an trappin them. Unless we hear a solid lead as to where it beds, I suggest we station ourselves round the village at equal intervals, keep some villagers as runners to call each other lest our voices don't reach, and take our chances, rather than stompin off into the brush an 'hopin we find it 'appy, not 'ungry, an fast asleep."
(There's Thondrek's plan it pretty much falls upon an NPC or the anger to say [yes it'll be here] to persuade him otherwise...this issincenoone else has posted. But I'm game for whatever course you send us on DM )
Posted on 2007-07-07 at 00:19:09.
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Topic: Chat?
Subject: on my rear
I was the king ofchat... till GreyGrey joined... then I was ousted... didn't evenget tokeep ma beer!
Posted on 2007-07-06 at 16:02:39.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: guess who's back...
Got a stable connection, and noticed quite happily that he's still alive and well lol.... Ready to retake Preacher's reigns provided you'll allow me to have the solo/netrunner back.
If so, you'll need to email the sheet to [email protected]
Been reading along, nice to see even without me the gang's still getting into all kinds of trouble hehe.
Posted on 2007-07-03 at 22:08:50.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: voted..
didn't even see us on the list.. how sad.
Posted on 2007-07-01 at 21:44:02.
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Topic: **Noldaria*Final War**
Subject: Antisocial scourge..
Scourge stood there and didn't really say anything which was typical of the large man. Orion though, as he landed upon his orcish companions shoulder recited everything he had seen while flying overhead; which was to say, not much. His exchange with Vilyamar revealed little more information than each their own had discovered, but now they were to wait for the wee one to return.
Ten minutes had past and five or so were yet to go, but hey, who owned a watch in this day and age? Not being one to stand around in the broad of day like a piece of the ruined landscape, Scourge and Orion made their way down the path towards the ruins, Orion flying roughly 10 feet above the large Scourge keeping an eye out.
Posted on 2007-07-01 at 21:41:55.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: agreed
looking over the map this morning I had guestimated that the badger's next appearance would be near the two leaf stmbols below and below and to the left of the 'elder's hut'. It seems to be circulating around in a cylindrical pattern working it's way in, so it seems like a decent enough place to stop.
If our caster has the alarm spell, they could set some about the places we're not, in an attempt to have notice should it appear elsewhere other than predicted.
Posted on 2007-06-30 at 21:49:08.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: languages..
Khord-racially
Common-racially
bonus 1Sylvari- for his interest in elvish ways of magic
bonus 2Undercommon-for other undermountain type races
bonus 3Cidal-from previous trade negotiations
bonus 4goblinoid- racial hatred inspired study of their language.
Posted on 2007-06-28 at 19:42:35.
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Topic: Beneath Shadowed Skies...
Subject: first post bonus? lol
Introduction: Part One
It was the middle of the night with the moon peaking through the canopy of the jungle overhead like an unwanted eye as Kälte exited her tribal tent, blood stained skin and matted hair collecting upon her face. In the Kaulian jungles wolves were not a native creature, but moments past one could have sworn Darm had made his way to the earth, for the feral howl which split the night silence was nothing short of animalistic in nature. The night was humid, the sound of mosquitos the size of one’s fingernail filled the air with a low hum. Kälte bore an unconcerned expression upon her darkened face as she lapped a droplet of crimson from the corner of her mahogany lips. With a stretch and the crackling of numerous cartilage in her muscled frame the woman drew tighter the strings of her backpack, hefted her javelins and axe in hand and made out into the night, for she had hungered for flesh and now hungered for meat.
Gäel, Kälte’s younger sister, by tribe not blood relation had awoken with a start and made headway towards her sister’s tent. Approaching cautiously the youth had known in the past with scars to prove it that entering uninvited upon an elder, was disallowed; especially in the case of her sister.
“Kälte?”
No answer.
“Kälte it’s me, Gäel. Is everything alright?”
With still no answer, no sound at all coming from the tent, Gael’s concern for her sister soon outbid the worry of a new bruise or two and she pulled back the flap to the tent… and threw up.
There, completely naked upon a bedding of furs and skins lay a man of fair complexion, his skin now stained in red. Deep bloody rends lay across his body like a tiger (or tigress in this case) had raked him repeatedly. His battered and broken frame marred the once colorful and richly adorned tent with the veil of death. The scent of sex permeated the tent coupled with the aroma of sweat and blood. For the younger, innocent Gael it was too much, and she ran for the village elder like a gazelle fleeing for its life.
Hours later Kälte had returned, three snakes, and a wildcat lay dead about her broad shoulders as she strolled back into camp, a small sea of torches and villagers awaiting her arrival. Kälte could only presume the reason for a gathering so late into the night, and she flung down her prey indignantly.
An elderly woman, skin pale as a fresh layer of ash approached, her white hair offset by the deepest blue eyes Kälte had ever seen. Gwendel had been the village elder long before Kälte had been born, and frankly Kälte wondered if the old git would ever kick the bucket and return to the earth. “Don’t start with me Gwendel.” Kälte blurted out before the elder even had a chance to speak. A murmur through the crowd explained the extremely disrespectful path Kälte had chosen to start with conversation on. “I’ve had a bad day.”
“And so the blood of another is spilt to satisfy you? To somehow make amends for whatever shortcomings this day has brought you Kälte?” Gwendel’s voice was like stone on stone, a grating, grinding sound that Kälte found most irritating. “You know the rules of this tribe child, and you have broken one most paramount.”
Kälte scoffed and stepped forward, her frame towering over Gwendel.
“He is man, inferior, a plaything, no more remorse should be given to him than to a toy broken by a child. For years we have met with, traded with, and heard tales of man’s great achievements, man’s triumph’s and man’s legacy.” Kälte spit upon the ground as she finished her statement. “Man… (and she said it with obvious disgust in her voice) has laid claim to half the known world, and when someone or something does not cater to their demands they… they…”
Gwendel knew of how Kälte came into this world, knew of what had happened to her mother. The fact of the matter is, Gwendel had delivered Kälte into life as her mother died, brutally beaten and bearing the signs of many forceful intrusions.
“You walk this world in hatred for what was done to Jahiera, seeing not the good that succeeds her memory.”
“Shut up.” Kälte blurted out shavking a javelin angrily. “Speak not of my mother. She was weak, you’re all weak, cavorting with men, thinking of them as your equals, when they themselves think they are your better.”
“Your mother Kälte was a…”
Gwendel was cut short as a spear point wavered dangerously close to her, held by a very angry Kälte. “I said shut up!”
Gwendel, with speed and grace unbefitting her age and appearance was in and under the length of the javelin in an instant, and with a soft touch upon Kälte’s chest soon had the strong warrior bound in vines and leaves as the very earth catered to her call, wrapping about the warrior and leaving her a a natural cocoon of vegetation.
“Child, for more than twenty cycles I have tried to teach you our ways, to instill harmony in that chaotic vessel of yours but enough is enough. Clarity has unveiled the mist of kinship from my eyes and I know now that what you need cannot be taught within the walls of this village.”
Kälte could only stand their, her figure completely entangled by the very jungle in which she lived.
“You wish to prove you are stronger than the men who violated your mother? You wish to stake your claim upon this earth, then here is your chance.”
Pulling from her pocket Gwendel retrieved a fine piece of parchment, upon which was elegant writing.
“Listen child, and listen well.” With that she began to read.
“Seeking assistance in search of grandeur.
Famed Veytheir explorer Jacques le Vert, notorious adventurer and treasure hunter, has recently made known an ancient map that reveals the continent as it was a hundred years ago, but for one critical difference; an island cluster off the northern coast of Galia. As this does not match any modern maps, it is a chance to spike out and claim territory in the name of our guild.
A call is being issued out to those with hearts of steel, with brawn and intellect, daring enough to challenge the unknown, to set out to a lost land to lay claim and see what has not been seen in over a century. Any who accept, and return with information regarding this new land, as well as proof to back the claim, will be rewarded with one thousand Rommels, as well as immediate membership into the ranks of our guild.
Any who are interested are to assemble at the Blazing Heretic Inn and Tavern in the Harbour District on the eve of the 5th of Mairon. An interview and selection process shall thereupon be conducted.
~A.”
As she lowered the parchment she met Kälte’s gaze with one of concerned kindness. “ Your path takes you to the north, across the sea and into untamed lands. Perhaps their, in the true wilderness your heart shall find peace. Sleep tonight, then in the morning… Go.”
There was a finality in her tone, the elder had spoken, and to the village, her word was law. As the foliage released Kälte she could only stand their looking at the elder, shock upon her chiseled features as the rest of the village returned to their night’s rest.
Kälte couldn’t bare to stay another night in this village, not after all that had transpired. She had a couple days until the meeting was to take place, and while she could give a rats ass about money or guild memberships, she would find her way to the new isles, if only to keep men and the weak from claiming it for themselves. Hefting her catch of snake and cat back onto her shoulders, and retrieving her dropped weapons Kälte set off into the night.
Posted on 2007-06-28 at 19:39:48.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Bah.
"Bah, Draven they gots a pest problem. 'ow 'ard can one wee lil badger be? Tearin thru the trash no doubt eh?"
(OOC:I so know it's not one wee lil badger)
Thondrek turned to face his companions.. "Look we be passin through anyways, why not possibly 'elp the poor git, and mebbe line our pockets with new provisions or some gold for the next leg of the journey?
"I say tell me of yer badger problem, and then we'll decide our course, I figure since we be 'ere anyways, it's not too out o the question to look into it if'n it won't take too long."
Thondrek scratched his beard and looked to Draven, expecting no less than a disgruntled comment referring to obligations and what not.
Posted on 2007-06-23 at 18:49:33.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: ummm
I'd say we need an update describing the details of the problem before we agree to accept it or not.
Posted on 2007-06-23 at 18:42:43.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: hmmm
And this ere's the problem with not reading back through every other post.... My bad... oh well, guess we've one more side venture to screw up Thondrek's internal calendar.
Posted on 2007-06-23 at 01:28:33.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Thondrek...
isn't the leader of the party, nor does he claim to be, so I was waiting for one of the more forward characters to address the elder, but due to time running short, I took the initiative.
I posted on time!... would've posted sooner too if other's had, but wanted to stay in character... oh well... yay for updates.
Posted on 2007-06-22 at 21:42:21.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: got problems?
The day had already gotten off to a fine start. Travelling along Thondrek had reallized that he had misplaced his whetstone, and now would have to find some other means to divert his attention from conversations not address to him, or companions dealing with their own inner demons..
Demons..
Hell hounds and cripples-turned-assassins. What was the world comming to?
The Khord had been more than eager to move on from their previous campsite, and as the trees and landscape past with each passing step, Thondrek knew he was making headway towards their goal. The Khord liked when things went smoothly. Timetables, and organization were key to anything successful, and all the avertions, distractions and impromptu side ventures were not part of his inner calander... Mebbe I shudda been an accountant he thought to himself, chuckling a bit as they finally came into view of their destination.
As Thondrek turned to his companions after spotting the village elder, or at least to him an elder in the village; he expected some grandios introduction from at least one of his comrades, but as the elder's words initially fell apparently on deaf ears, the Khord stepped forward, leaned on his Guisarme, and spoke.
"That be us, solvin problems and home by fourth-meal" Thondrek turned to regard his surroundings. "So, first the ale, then the details and we can get down te business."
Thondrek merely smiled a smile that as usual was half hidden behind ruddy cheeks and bushy beard.
Posted on 2007-06-22 at 21:04:49.
Edited on 2007-06-22 at 21:14:27 by Kaelyn
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Topic: **Noldaria*Final War**
Subject: crap, didn't I do this once already?
Staring at the forboding complex before them Scourge was brought from his brooding thoughts at the mentioning of his name. Turning his bulk to look down at wee Elandor, Scourge merely nodded in acceptance of the Kender's request.
"I shall take to the wing and see what surprises may lay beyond." Orion said as he took flight and began a spiraling tornado pattern upwards until he could see over the walls. Keeping a keen pair of beady black eyes peeled, Orion will scout around the vacinity.
Scourge meanwhile, readied himself for the challanges ahead, reading over his prepared spell choices for the day, and giving a silent prayer to Erenall to stay his lord's hand one more day, that he may continue to serve and honor the grand Judge. Today would be a glorious day to die, so long as he carried the souls of the enemy along with him.
(will post spell repetoir in OOc asap)
Posted on 2007-06-16 at 00:58:47.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Kelgore's firebolt
can aomeone with access to PHB2 please post Kelgore's firebolt here? can't find mine lol...
online access would be stellar too.
Posted on 2007-06-11 at 20:49:20.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: onwards, ever onwards...
If I'm lucky, maybe I'll catch that magnificent blade in action Thondrek thought to himself as his short legs pumped underneath his stout frame. He plowed through the brush, leaves and foliage scattering around him, until his clarity of sight was stricken from him, obscured by a foul fog. Through the veil he could make out shapes and figures, Loda, her wolf... Draven.
The fog cleared slowly, and Draven walked past Thondrek as though he were merely another stone upon the earth. The Khord was about to say something, but thought better of it, preferring to leave the warrior to his own thoughts. turning his sight to the remnants of Draven's battle, the bloody heap of a woman reminded Thondrek that in this 'team' not everyone need depend on each other all the time, merely knowing they would be there should bolster one's resolve. Unfortunately, resolve wasn't the word Thondrek would use to describe the look held in Draven's eyes as he moved off into solitude.
Thondrek couldn't understand the man's thinking, for surely a clan would stand stronger than any individual.
"One day perhaps he'll learn that a single brick shant stand stronger than a wall of many."
Turning to face the arriving Loda he smiled. "Well, let us join our brothers and sisters in arms, that we may rest and move on from here."
(ooc: Thondrek will return to camp and listen to any conversation therein, wishing to press onwards towards their goal. -which i should know about once i read back throguh the posts lol) )
Posted on 2007-06-09 at 21:14:24.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: okies fair enough
Thondrek will 'attempt to aid Draven now that the immediate danger to the party he's with has been resolved.
-heh figures I miss out on da fun 
Posted on 2007-06-08 at 21:29:34.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Bad Doggie
As the codger neared, it was Draven that took note of something beyond appearance, perhaps some intuition that eluded the Khord. As battle hardened as he was, there were some things that Thondrek still didn't excel at, and apparently following gut feelings wasn't one of them.
Thondrek chuckled at the thought, but all signs of chortle fled his face leaving a grim stoic expression when Draven drew forth his massive blade. It was foriegn to Thondrek, both in material and style, it's curved edge seemed combersome yet the man bore it with ease, as an extention of will almost.
Draven took off into the brush, unnerved by something moreso than the aged stranger whom others seemed more than willing to extend hospitality to. Thondrek brandished his war axe, and took off in pursuit of the taller man. He wasn't sure if he felt more like the warrior might need aid, or if he could just glimpse that wonderful blade in action once more. It fascinated the Khordish craftsman, and one day he would have to try his hand at crafting a fabled weapon for himself, the one weapon with which his name would be remembered in long after his last breath had been swept away on the wind.
(OOC: Thondrek will head off after Draven, who obviously moves faster than the dwarf. When he comes across the man woman pinned by Gothard, Thondrek will react with the engaging of her in melee, placing his back to Draven with a comment like..)
"Seems ta meh, you owe the pup a treat when this is all over"
Posted on 2007-06-08 at 02:39:22.
Edited on 2007-06-08 at 03:00:51 by Kaelyn
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Please Move Thondrek
To replace gruggs version... So I can easily recall the character sheet. Thanks...
For all intents and purposes my post will have had Thondrek heading over to where Draven was, while everyone else was fighting the rapier/sicle man... hopefully giving him some time to get there and backpost a tad so it's not like he stoo their braiding his beard while everyone was in danger lol..
Posted on 2007-06-08 at 02:18:45.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: hmm
I think the only post Thondrek made was in reference to not being hungry... was he in the party since the beginning? did he participate at all in any combat?..
oh well, it's practically a clean slate for me... weeee!
Posted on 2007-06-07 at 20:17:57.
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