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Topic: Sojourn in Middle Earth
Subject: The night before battle
[Just a little something to help explain what has happened so far. I'll explain more in detail a little later.]
A smile wound its way to the otherwise grim features of Captain Taurnil of Laurelindórenan.
“Is it good news Captain?”
Taurnil looked over to the youthful face of his herald. He was young, having barely seen a century of life. If times had been different he would millennia under the eaves of Mallorn trees, learning to love and being loved in return. But the times were dark, and Lorien’s need was dire.
“It is,” he replied at last. “News has come that King Ovatha in the East will march against the Dark Lord and his brood. Elrond Half-elven, sends word that the Dwarves and the Noldir have marched into the caves housing the goblins of the Misty Mountains.”
“But what of us Milord, will we prevail?”
Taurnil looked out over the plains near the huddled homesteads of Vidus. In the distance he could see the camp fires of the enemy.
“No, we will not. But we will hold the line nonetheless. We will give our lives and whittle away the orcs until none but a handful remain - too few to trouble our people under the trees. We will sacrifice ourselves so that our human allies have a chance to throw down the walls of Dol Guldur.”
The young herald looked away, a tear in his eye.
Taurnil continued to look at the distant fires of the enemy. Part of him wished that he could afford to shed a tear too. But he could not. He was Sindarin, and a Captain of Lothlorien.
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 21:13:47.
Edited on 2008-03-19 at 21:14:26 by Ginafae
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: No worries
It'll be tomorrow before I have time to post a response, so not to worry.
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 20:13:31.
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Topic: Sad Day
Subject: Yep
He was 90, though, which is a good innings. If someone lives a long and fulfilling life I don't think you should be too sad when the pass on.
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 12:56:59.
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Topic: Sojourn in Middle Earth
Subject: Update
I should be getting the results of my second turn today. After that happens, I'll post an update on what has happened so far (and a lot has happened already, believe me!).
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 12:04:16.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: CD points
About CD points. I'm just wondering if people have forgotten they exist? I've tried to give out my point on a fairly regular basis, but I've kept the whole thing to PMs to Kaelyn. (Mainly because I don't want people to think I'm favouring anyone).
Would people prefer the nominations for CD points to be done on this forum? It may act as a reminder if people are forgetting about them.
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 12:01:51.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Facing an old foe
The stone floor gave way beneath her feet. Her bow slipped from her hand and clattered its way down against jagged rock and a cold, stone floor. Aelistae followed its descent into the dark chasm. Her back arched as it crunched against an unforgiving rocky outcrop. She cried out wordlessly as a large gash opened up upon her thigh, where the skirt of her chain shirt offered no protection. And she landed with an awkward thud.
“Quar-valsharess,” she cried, when she had regained her wits and tried to stagger to her feet. She almost keeled over once more. A searing pain shot up her leg when she tried to put weight upon it, and she could feel her blood coursing down her thigh and pooling in the top of her boot.
But it was not that that had caused her to cry out. Sticky strands of spider’s silk were caught in her silvery hair, and its owner was perched mere feet away.
“Linnix stay behind me,” she uttered as she stumbled over to put herself between the spider and the prone form of the human woman. Reaching into a pocket by her belt, she produced a small green vial, and quickly drank its contents. Throwing the vial away, she reached over her shoulder and effortlessly drew the long, intricately curved blade sheathed there.
“By the Lady, I will not let you have her, Spawn of the Spider Bitch!” she shouted, before adding in drow, “Usstan flohlu l'drathir lu'l'ssussun, lu'dosst Quarval-sharess orn naut nez ghil.”
OOC: Aelistae is going to move herself between the spider and Linnix, drink from a vial of antitoxin (knew that would come in useful!), and draw her elven courtblade as a free action. She’s only on 16 HP (I think), but Aelistae would find it a fitting death if she were to die battling a monstrous spider to save a human life.
Of course I’d be upset if she died. *sniffs*
The drow that Aelistae has spoken translates as:
“Goddess,” (in the non-Lolth sense), and “I follow the moon and the light, and your Goddess (in the Lolth sense) will not win here.”
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 11:44:19.
Edited on 2008-03-19 at 11:46:06 by Ginafae
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: ...
Wow. Just read the most recent posts. It looks like thing are getting interesting! 
Posted on 2008-03-19 at 10:48:50.
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Topic: For Whom the Bell Tolls Q&A
Subject: ...
*sniffs* The townsfolk are so unfair. What has Aliira ever done to them?
...Oh wait, it's probably better if you don't answer that.  
Anyhow, I may have Aliira buy a suit of leather armour if she can do so in the Bridhvale (and if there's enough party gold).
Posted on 2008-03-18 at 22:08:39.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: A voice in the dark
‘Swift and silent,’ Aelistae thought, recounting the mantra imparted to her in the dark depths of Menzoberranzen. It was not just advice on how to move in the twisting tunnels of the Underdark, but advice on how to bear oneself around others.
So far she had stuck to both interpretations of the saying. She had been careful to muffle her footsteps and refrain from speech. She had also refused to get distracted when they stumbled upon the skewered goblin or the magically glowing candles.
The sudden interruption of the creaking sound into the otherwise still air, however, changed all that.
“It is likely that the ogre has heard us,” she whispered, “and has taken some precautions.”
“As for what you said a moment ago,” Aelistae added, turning towards Loriel, “I will not leave this woman and child to darkness and despair. Yes we are wounded and under-prepared, but if we leave now they will die.”
With that said, Aelistae moved quietly to the mouth of the right hand tunnel and peered inside.
OOC: Heh, I don’t post for a couple of days, and there’s loads of posts to catch up on! I love this game. 
Aelistae is just going to see if her drow eyes can see anything down the tunnel. I suspect that there’s some trap down there that the ogre has set.
Posted on 2008-03-18 at 21:29:56.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Further into the dark
Aelistae’s violet eyes burned brightly in the long, dark of the tunnel. It had been almost three score years since she had left the Underdark, but she still felt more at ease in darkness than she did under the glare of the sun. She pulled back the hood of her cloak with one hand, and let her eyes adjust to the monochrome greys of her darkvision.
She placed her other hand upon Linnix’s shoulder, helping to guide the woman around rocky outcrops that might otherwise have caused her to stumble.
Aelistae nodded as they came upon the statuette and the chest, although she spoke no words in response. Loriel’s words had already echoed down the tunnel some way, and she had no wish to add another voice to that reverberating sound.
Posted on 2008-03-16 at 10:33:42.
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Topic: For Whom the Bell Tolls Q&A
Subject: Ooh, choices, choices
Exploring the elven burial mound sounds exciting. I am happy, however, in going with whatever everyone else decides.
Posted on 2008-03-15 at 21:37:18.
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Topic: For Whom the Bell Tolls Q&A
Subject: Thanks
Thanks for the fun last night. The only downside was that Joshua lived. 
Posted on 2008-03-15 at 12:38:54.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: An encouraging word
“It is likely the passage ahead will open into a wider cave. The ogre would have had to bend over or crawl to get through here.”
Aelistae gestured towards the low ceiling of the tunnel, which only hung a couple of feet higher than the top of her head.
“If so we should surround it, and attack from many sides. But I wouldn’t try to set it on fire. If you throw oil on it and light it, you’re likely to create a blaze that will block our escape and create fumes that will starve us of air.”
The drow woman carefully checked the string of her bow, before falling to the rear of the group where Linnix waited.
“Don’t be frightened,” Aelistae whispered to Linnix with an encouraging smile. “If you shoot as well as you did before, when you were fighting those bandits, you have nothing to fear.
Posted on 2008-03-14 at 08:51:17.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Not a problem
No problems here DA.
The marching order is fine for me too.
Posted on 2008-03-14 at 08:02:46.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Yep
It would make perfect sense to have our fighty types up front.
Aelistae is happy to take up the rear or be somewhere in the middle. I'm not too fussed.
And, DA, the post is fine!
Posted on 2008-03-13 at 14:34:21.
Edited on 2008-03-13 at 14:35:02 by Ginafae
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Topic: How geeky are you?
Subject: *gasps*
5%!! Isn't such a low score verging on heresy given that you're among a group of roleplayers?
Posted on 2008-03-13 at 14:25:13.
Edited on 2008-03-13 at 14:25:42 by Ginafae
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: ...
Aelistae glanced over her shoulder towards Linnix, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“When I was young I struggled to believe that anyone could live upon the surface. ‘The great ball in the sky is too blindingly bright,’ I thought then. But I was wrong. There are creatures who live and die in the light just as there are those who prefer the dark.”
The drow woman turned a little more so that she could face Linnix and her other companions.
“As for what we should do, I’m not sure I am the one to ask. When I have hunted with my Sisters we communicate silently.” Aelistae flexed her fingers in an intricate dance, each gesture correlating with a different word or concept. “And we use the darkness to our advantage.”
“Here I think Kasenarion may be right,” Aelistae bowed slightly to the strange woman. “We should not be afraid to light torches. It might serve to confuse the Ogre.”
Posted on 2008-03-13 at 14:23:06.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: ...
How wide is the tunnel? Is it enough to march 2 abreast or do we have to go single file?
Posted on 2008-03-13 at 13:42:38.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Hmm
I'm not actually sure about the language thing.
I am sure about the skills though. Raising it to 12 won't retroactively give you more skill points. You'll just gain a single bonus skill point at level 8, and then another at level 9 etc.
It's what makes making a high-level PC/NPC/Villain so fiddly (especially if it's a mage or bard who would have stat bumps).
Posted on 2008-03-13 at 08:00:06.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Peering into the dark
Aelistae nodded at Kas’ assessment, and drew her longbow.
“Let us hope the beast kept them alive…for it’s sake.”
The drow woman peered once more into the dark. “The cavern slopes downwards, and there are two small alcoves to either side. We should proceed cautiously. The ogre may have already caught our scent.”
Posted on 2008-03-12 at 18:25:00.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: The Cave
Aelistae’s hand rose absently to her cheek. The blood of the Banite that had stained it had long since been wiped away, but the memory of it upon her skin lingered still. And as she touched it, further memories of a time long past, began to well inside her mind...
Her fingers trembled as they closed around the hilt of the ceremonial dagger. It was strangely warm to the touch, and the calcified webs that formed the substance of the blade radiated with a seductive power. But it was not that which scared the girl. The hilt of the dagger writhed with live spiders all of whom were glad to sink their fangs into her own soft flesh.
The dagger slipped from her grasp, and fell to the floor with a dull clang.
“Foolish girl!” A stinging slap sent tears to her eyes and sent her sprawling to join the dagger upon the cool, stone floor. “I shall make you suffer for the indignity you have shown the Spider Queen!”
An elegant blue-black hand, tattooed in a lattice-work of stylized webs, picked up the dagger from its undignified perch. The spiders swarmed over the hand, but, if they bit into her flesh, she did not see it.
“Now watch and learn, foolish daughter, or next it shall be you on this altar!”
The hand holding the dagger folded with its counterpart in a gesture of supplication, as the woman to which it belonged began to mouth words of prayer. “Great Goddess, Mother of the Dark, grant me the blood of my enemies for drink and their living hearts for meat. Grant me the screams of their young for song; grant me the helplessness of their males for my satiation; grant me the wealth of their houses for my bed. By this unworthy sacrifice I honour you, Queen of Spiders, and beseech of you the strength to destroy my foes.”
The words seemed charged with a potency that spread through the large room like a subtle poison. Suddenly the woman made a drawing motion of her hand - that was answered by the bloody, gurgled screaming of her sacrifice.
The girl stared on in horror, too frightened to move even as the blood fell as rain upon her.
“To kill in mercy is no crime,” she reminded herself, taking refuge behind the Eilistraeyn mantra. And yet, in her heart, she could not help feeling that killing the Banite in cold blood was only one step removed from what her Mother had done all those years ago.
A shout from ahead woke Aelistae from her dark thoughts. Her companions pointed towards the burnt-out wreckage of a wagon and the thin form of an elderly man lying prostrate at its side.
All of them it seemed rushed to his aid, to offer healing, words of comfort, promises of retribution, as if they were mindful of the teachings of Eilistraee. But the sole Eilistraeyn among them stayed away, immersed in shadow.
“We ride,” Bart exclaimed, making plain his decision to help the man recover his family.
Aelistae could not disagree. She had no spells left or healing to offer, and her body ached with the exertions of the previous day. But her duty made it clear that she must help, even if it cost her her life.
‘That is the difference,’ she thought to herself, answering the doubts that gnawed at her. ‘That is the difference between me and her.’
Aelistae slipped off from her saddle as they stopped at the cave entrance, and peered into the gloom.
OOC: Aelistae has 60’ darkvision. Can she see anything more or is it an unnatural darkness?
Posted on 2008-03-12 at 14:28:37.
Edited on 2008-03-13 at 14:06:52 by Ginafae
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Topic: In Memoriam [Recruitment]
Subject: Great
Okies, I'll get Aliira's sheet to you tomorrow, and (hopefully) a couple of paragraphs of background history too.
A couple more starting potions sounds good. I don't intend to have her carry around a lot of wealth, as you suggest.
Posted on 2008-03-11 at 21:15:59.
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Topic: In Memoriam [Recruitment]
Subject: ...
Well I was thinking of the Shapeshifter kit (or is it the Shifter kit?...I should really consult that Handbook ). From what I remember it allows a druid to shapeshift at a lower level but imposes some penalties on that shifting.
Anyhow I'm fine with being a normal druid if you'd rather not go with that.
And being the protector of the forest nearby sounds fine to me. The way I'd like to roleplay her is someone who has had very little contact with 'civilization' so concepts of monetary wealth etc. would confuse her. She'd also view herself as more of an animal than a half-elf. But these are just preliminary thoughts.
I'll try and draw her up tomorrow, and get her details to you asap.
Posted on 2008-03-11 at 19:36:41.
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Topic: In Memoriam [Recruitment]
Subject: Ooh
Oh great! I was thinking about playing a half elf druidess.
Are kits allowable at all? If not, don't worry about it. It'll save me having to dig around for my old copy of the Complete Druid's Handbook.
Posted on 2008-03-11 at 19:13:18.
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Topic: In Memoriam [Recruitment]
Subject: Just curious
Just wondering if there's any room for more characters? It's been ages since I've played a 'proper' table-top game of D&D.
And do you start at 10 pm GMT, or just gather then? (if it starts too much later, I may fall asleep at my laptop you see )
Posted on 2008-03-11 at 17:23:59.
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