Topic: The last war
Subject: Siri Starheart
It had been a long time since Siri had left the Ancient groves that she protected, mostly because she felt no need or desire to do so. When she had been much younger she had traveled the world leaning about the many different plants and animals in these new locations. She had learned of them seen the marvels of exotic locations. Then she went home, to walk in her own woods, talk with the animals and the great trees whose canopies stretched high over her head shading and sheltering all kings of animals. The summons had come to her and she considered it. A long ago friendship require at least some attention and she decided to find out why Tus Lased had summoned her.
There was only one way to find out. She would travel to the meeting place he wrote of.
“Shimmer! Tus has requested our presence and I intend to accept his invitation. With her mind made up there ere things she had to take care of before she could leave. I need to appoint an interim Druid to care for the Ancient Grove while I am gone. Will you pick up my bag of holding when you go get your things? Then we can be ready to go as soon as I am finished.”
Summoning an animal messenger she gave him a message for Larendil, the highest level druid that worked with her. She knew he would fulfill the position well.
Shimmer currently in the form of a small dragonette disappeared in a flash, almost literally. His tine scale more that snake skin than dragon scales-each one reflecting light in a prismatic rainbow of colors.
While she waits she resisted speculation on why Tus had sent this invitation. She would find out soon enough. When Shimmer returned she move into a glade and turn into a Gold Dragon. While Shimmer sifter to his true size. They made an impressive duo, and would not likely be challenged by most creatures. They arrive and the Mithril hall Siri shifter back to her true form and shimmer to his diminutive form and they enter. She found Tus and a few others waiting there. With a nod to them all she asks, “Why the summons?”
“I have some grave news,” Tus tells the group of adventurers “As I’m sure you all noticed in your travels the gods of war and death have declared war on the Elvin nations and as soon as the elves are wiped off the face of Fayrun then there is nothing to stop them from taking over everyone’s homes that do not believe in them as a deity.”
Tus waits to see the response on the faces of his companions before continuing “I don’t know about you but I have worked to hard with my deity to follow a god that doesn’t give a damn about my life. So for those of you those want to help me kill the god of death thus enabling the god of war's army please step forward."
“That cannot be allowed, It would upset the balance of nature.” she responded with a fierce conviction her voice carrying in the hall as she stepped forward. “You are planning to do something about it. That is why we are here isn’t it?”
Siri was like a golden avenging angel. Golden hair and skin, Aquamarine blue eyes like the sky of a fine day her feather wings mantled behind her. Her clothes were the only indication of her druidic nature. Dress in deep forest greens with embo=roidery she did herself of vines and leaves on the hems of her garments.
Posted on 2010-02-06 at 08:42:17.
Edited on 2010-02-06 at 08:48:21 by Brianna
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Topic: Demon Wind Q&A
Subject: Oops
Thanks I'll edit that.
Posted on 2010-02-06 at 07:09:58.
Edited on 2010-02-09 at 07:12:30 by Brianna
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Kyara
I am hereas well
Posted on 2010-02-06 at 05:03:21.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: Tariel Miriellee
The elven maiden soft-footed through the copse of willows, each step carefully placed as she neared the edge of the stream. Tariel’s prey was close she could feel it. Slowly she made her way thought the drooping weeping willow branches, they fell like a green water fall. So carefully did she move that the branches stirred not much more than they did in the warily morning breeze that blew through them right now any wayward movement might cost her the effort she had taken to get this far. All her careful planning could be wasted by haste when patience was all that was needed and perhaps some luck. However, Tariel though she never did just trust in luck. No, she trusted her skills and abilities when working alone and when working with others she trust those to use theirs own as well.
So close, so very close now--her prey was just ahead, she went to all fours as she closed keeping a low profile, her movements made with great care so that there would be no indication of her presence. Folding to her hands and knees she slowly lowered herself to lay out on the bank under the willows until she could slip her hands so slowly into the water. Some of the long weeping branches dragged the tips in the pool that lay under the willows. Slender hands carefully parted to those branches and dipped deeper into the cool water ever so slowly. It was a matter of feeling her way as she moved forward slight, carefully keeping out of sight. She knew she weans close now but any careless haste would ruin her carefully laid plans and all her efforts.
Success was almost hers, careful plans made and executed, she could taste victory. But that very fact made her cautious as she close in on her prey. Just as they had set up and waited for the bandits on her last mission. The team had considered their various options in dealing with the matter of the marauding bandits trying to anticipate how to best use their combined talents to overcome the bandits superior numbers. It had been a close run. Their magic user almost overcame their team. But a quick counterstroke had paid off; they multiply attacking s on the mage to take him down and then finishing up the stragglers. Their morale was shot when the mage went down. Their strategy had been sound but once the battle ensued it was the flexibility of their tactics that won the day.
Her finger reaching, finding then--Ah, ha! Success!
Laughing, Tariel scooped up the big fat trout that had been snoozing in the shadows cast by the copse of willows on the warm afternoon. She threw it quickly on the bank--its silvery scales reflecting rainbow hues the bright sun. She quickly trapped it so it wouldn’t flip-flop itself back onto his native element. Tariel neatly severs it spine right behind head, and stood up. Now it was time for a well deserved lunch. Walking back to her simple day camp she was in high spirits. She had set her fire and just needed to be lit, it to get it ready for her prize catch. She had gathered some sweet woods for the fire and grasses and leaves to warp the fish in and wild onions foraged earlier. Dressing out the fine specimen she ha her afternoon trying to catch, was quick work, though she has spent the whole morning trying to hook him with him cricket-baited hooks that resulted in nothing not even a nibble. She finally had resorted to sneaking in and taking him by hand—tricky and not always successful. Her dagger was used with efficiency and she laid out the fish, stuffed it with slices of wild onion, a sprinkling of salt and pepper and then wrapped it in sweet grasses and wet leaves. Spitted on a stick and set over the fire, Tariel watched it cooking, turning it when necessary and dampening the leave a bit when they dried out to much and started to burn. The simple pleasures of foraging and fishing had chased away the uncomfortable memory of last night.
Tariel had taken a short vacation from the city for about ten days at the end of her month off the first night she had woken from a light sleep to a change in the wind. Not just the direction or force, but in the feel of it. It felt tainted, with some unknown miasma and she had felt a responding tension in herself as it built. She had risen and turned in the direction from which it rose. She could not perceive an origin only the direction it came from. Finally those uncomfortable feeling faded and the night breezes return to more normal. Tariel checked around her campsite. Especially her few alarm traps but found nothing to explain what had happened. Tariel stayed away sitting on her bedroll bow and sword close to hind. Nothing happened more that night that was out of the ordinary. In the enduing days nothing more happened and she had put the experience away until she leaned more.
After breakfast today she would return to the city perhaps someone there had experience the same feeling, though perhaps not. While breakfast cooked she pack up her haversack and tidy up her camp. She could smell when the fish was done by the tantalizing aroma was spice for appetite she unwrapped the leaves and use them as her plate. The skin peeled back easily and she picked bits of succulent fish off the bones until little was left of the top side. Wrapping up the rest in the leaves she packed it away for her lunch. Dousing the fire with water from her water skin and cover the cool remains of her small fire with the sod she had cut and laid back.
Tariel shortened her trip by cutting across country rather than following the windy country lane she had followed to the stream. She was able to save some time that way. Moonshadow, her war horse, enjoyed a good canter as she headed back to the city; she knew the mare had been as ready as she was to get of the crowded city for awhile. Return to the city in the early afternoon to the boarding house she stayed at in preference to an inn or tavern.
Entering the residence of a young widow just before noon, she was surprised to find a soldier waiting for her...
“Tariel Miriellee? Your team has been called up; you need to report in, as soon as possible.”
“What’s up?” Tariel asked as she turned immediately and follow him back to the Meeting Hall.
“Don’t know, Miss, I was just sent here to fetch you back or leave a message.” The soldier replied. ‘ “All I know is if you don’t hurry you will be late.”
Tariel looks quickly around the room she was directed to, everyone else in her team was present; she wanted to ask what they knew but now was not the time. Tariel neither hurried nor wanting to be late and finally enter the MV Guild House just as the Guild officer entered, Tarse Merchant son their team liaison, stepped into the room and asked them to be seated at the long table and chairs provided.
“Good day Team,” Tarse began, “I hope you had a nice rest over the last month because we have an assignment for you.”
The information he had to share with them the most shocking was that the village they had saved form the bandits had been wiped out apparently to the last person. Tariel would morn later for the honest folk of Prilm--simple farming folk who wanted nothing more than to tend their farms and flocks and raise their families. All gone. She listen to the few details that they had which was nothing rally about what happened only about the discovery and the decision to send their team out to discover what happened and bring the perpetrators to justice, with legal or sudden, as required.
“One more thing,” he said, “the Guild wants you to investigate whether or not this incident has anything to do with the strange occurrence that was reported a few nights ago. We don’t know for sure but if you find a correlation you are to take whatever steps are necessary to see that it doesn’t happen again. Understood?”
Once he receives confirmation he nods, “Very good. Now it there are no more questions?”
Tarse wished them good luck and left after answering questions other had. She waited for their team leader, Danamar, to call them together.
Posted on 2010-02-06 at 01:55:09.
Edited on 2010-02-06 at 07:12:33 by Brianna
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: And Therefore
Uniforms
Posted on 2010-02-04 at 07:59:10.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: Of Course
Jewel
Posted on 2010-02-04 at 06:52:40.
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Topic: Hey everyone.
Subject: Welcome
Welcome indeed. Always good to get another female role-player.
We are both animal lovers and live on the West Coast or sort of you north and I in Southern California. I have a cat and 9 1/2 horses.
Again Glad to have you at the Red Dragon Inn.
Posted on 2010-02-03 at 23:51:08.
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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Ariel'lyndara
"The way out lies through here but I can find no switch ot trigger to open it." Ariel'lyndara tells the rest of the initiates. We need to look for that. "It could be hidden anywhere in the floor, around the door somewhere else,perhaps we needt to check the pillars as well."
Posted on 2010-02-03 at 23:22:34.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Moraglin.
I feel that is remarkably uncivilized to not remain and have a hot meal this morning. I cannot believe that you are just taking off without even thinking about the preparation of a decent meal.
I am with ....him," Moraglin gestures toward Devon. Do tell me your name again." she adds with a negligent wave of her hand.
After Devon says his name.
"You can ride my steed, Devon, or if you come on my carpet I can provide you with a proper breakfast since no one else will take the time and effort to do what is right."
One can easily notice even having not known Moraglin very long that there is a lot of "I" in her conversation.
Posted on 2010-02-01 at 07:33:48.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Brianna
The Amazon rides over and looked over to the young man who finally decided to rise. "You will be riding Moraglin's obsidian steed today. I had already given Flameheart to the cleric. since her was getting ready and needed to pack up sime time ago.
"As for breakfast. we have disassembled camp while you were sleeping, so it will have to be something cold this morning. I recommend some smoked elk, and I have some dried fruit and nuts or bread with fruits and nuts as well. We are not going to stop to remake a campfire and cook a meal now."
Posted on 2010-02-01 at 07:21:19.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Moraglin
Moraglin lifted her head from her pillow squinting at the rosy fingers og dawn brightened.
"There is entirely to much noise for so early in the morning," she complained pulling her pillow over her head and snugg;ong deeper into her blankets.
"Wakey, wakey," came the a sibilant voice in Moraglin's ear.
Moraglin moaned "Quiet you flying lizard."
"NOT a Lizard, I am a dragonette." flame insisted.
Moraglin spats out something in a strange language. and rolls off her carpet to her feet.
Soronumme's voice rings out with a "Good Morning."
Moraglin mutters loudly , "It is the middle of the night the sun isn't up. She snaps of a cantrip, cleaning herself up. then stuffs away her bedding in her bag of holding.
She then takes ties her bag on her carpet. Loaded and ready to go. If not yet wide awake MOraglin looks around.
"Where is and Dae and the Drow?"
Posted on 2010-01-31 at 01:56:02.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Kyara
Brianna rose aa the first signs of the returning sun rose in the east. She moved whistled for her horses to prepare them for the day. Grooming, checking their feet and the conditions of thier shoes. The mare came in first, The well trained warhorse and more she stood quietly enjoying the process.
Shadowbane however did not come in with her. He alwasy eshirting himself to be contrary. It wasn't until Brianna poured out a measure of grain for the mare that he came over. pouring out another portion for him she groomed him and tack both of them.
Brianna was not alone in her early morning activities the other rose to start the day early as well. When he had finished donning his armor she took the mare over to him.
"Good Morning. This is Flameheart. She is well trained, and staunch in battle. She will be your mount, just let her get your scent first. Hold out your hand to her muzzle. (nose)"
Posted on 2010-01-30 at 20:54:28.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Kyara
"No, Master Allyn my question had nothing to do with myself. I had asked my questions to see if there might be someone that had reason to kidnap your daughter. ShHe is your heir and perhaps a hopeful woman might consider removing her so she could marry you and her child be you heir. But that sdoes not seem to be the case. So do you have a business rival?" asks Kyara.
Posted on 2010-01-30 at 19:54:27.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: Yep You would know It
Farted
Posted on 2010-01-30 at 19:29:14.
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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Ariel'lyndara
The important part of my soluntion is that it is a it is quite a solution that will not waste time. If we return with three swords and give them all to Lord Varen then we have fulfilled that part of the test because one of those three is "the" one that is his. Now let us all work on the second part of this test, which is to get out of here.
Posted on 2010-01-29 at 20:21:05.
Edited on 2010-02-01 at 19:32:16 by Brianna
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Kyara Comtemplates
Something niggled in Kyara's mind. SHe went over and over what h said but it still did not give her a clue to anything that would cease that niggling. There was something she was missing .Are you thinking of remarrying? Something he had said or perhaps it was something he hadn't but it started her wondering. Kyara tried to organize all he had said, which was not much. Still that sense that she had missed something kept her activily trying to figure out what it was.
Trying to think of what he hadn't mentioned wither in his extreme agitation earlier or now when he was calmer and more focused. A thought suddenly surfaced, a glimmer fo what was bothering her. He mentioned himself and his daughter, but he made no mention of his wife , Jocelyn's mother. Where was she? Why didn't he mention how his wife would feel about his daughter's lose.
Kyara thought of one reason why Allyn would not mention his wife during all. His wife was dead.
"Is your wide still alive, Jocelyn's mother?"
(if the answer is yes Kyara asks.)
"Are you considering remarrying."
Posted on 2010-01-29 at 20:15:02.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Kyara
There is a possible trail The dark rlf to ok to the trees I found some broken twigs beneath the tree where there were footptinys.
Yes I agree with you about the daughter's motices So what about her friends.
Posted on 2010-01-29 at 02:19:10.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: yep
Totally agreed so perehaps following that train of thougt the question tou should ask is Was there anyone encourage him to take Jocelyn with him, or even just hint at it.
I will leave you to ask that question.
Posted on 2010-01-29 at 01:28:29.
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Topic: Orion Group - Q/A
Subject: The search
First the walls visually and tactically then the ceiling then the floor Search check, Spot check, whatever else applies her natural ractial abilities.
By-the-way, have we lost the other players beside Ion. None of them have posted since the hiatus.
Posted on 2010-01-28 at 16:59:45.
Edited on 2010-01-29 at 08:08:20 by Brianna
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Moraglin
Back Post, the first afternooon
Moraglin looks up from her perusal of her journal. She sighed, the quietness of the afternoon now disturbed by the Amazon's return to camp. Everyone had been quietly busy ontheir own pursuits or ,as the newest arrival was. The cleric roused from his meditation.
Moraglin responds to Brianna's question about a mount.
well transportation. "The good Cleric is welcome to use my Obsidian Mount. Riding a horse is overrated, give me a fly carpet every day. I would not recommend Zara giving up that mule to any male."
"Tomorrow to set off is fine with me." Moraglin's words sounded as if it was her preferences that needed to be met. It was the way she was, as her party members had discovered.. "I will be ready, before dawn. The sooner we are out of this wilderness the better. I have not had to put up with such a lack of amenities for ......a long time. As for watches, I do not stand watches but I will ward the camp and set am alarm or two is case of unwelcome visitors. It is a spell of my own creation very useful to insure a sound and safe night's sleep, free of any intrusions."
Posted on 2010-01-27 at 23:01:09.
Edited on 2010-01-30 at 00:12:26 by Brianna
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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Ariel'lyndara
"That is it! that must the trick! I am sure of it. There were thre parts to the task. Find out which of these blades was Lord Varen's, find a way out of here and return the blade to him."
"So we take all three with us. The trick is that if we hemmed and hawed of the decision we might never move on to the last two steps, thinking we had to identify the blade before we did."
"Quick now, we have to find a way out of here so everyone set to work. An illusion might be keeping us form seeing the exit. or there is a secret door. We need to look for that exit.'
OOC: Aeriel'lyndara uses spot search, and elven ability to find secret doors while actively looking gor it.
Posted on 2010-01-27 at 17:42:02.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: An so....
Whale
Posted on 2010-01-27 at 07:27:19.
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Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Kyara
"Thank you Allyn This must be difficult for you vut it is importat to us if we are going to succeed. I would like to know was this the first time you took your daughter with you? And di you mention this fact to anyone at all-- either in person or in a communication?
Kyara used a gentle tone but her voice radiated determination. SHe was angry at whoever had perpetrated this evil act.
Posted on 2010-01-27 at 07:22:07.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Brianna
I would say in the morning after everyone has a good rest. It makes the best sence. We can be ready at first light to move on. Most of us have mounts but, luckily I have an extra."
"Zara will you lend your mule to the whoever needs a mount." or Moraglin would you take someone with you on your flying rug. or use your Obsidian mount."
Posted on 2010-01-27 at 07:09:59.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Brianna
Brianna calls back over her shoulder. "I like hunting." and she can be seen mounting Shadowbane and setting off at a gallop the wind in her hair, flame and streak of red flash from the forest after her.
It had really been just an excuse to get out on Shadowbane's back and gallop over the long fertile valley with the wind in her face and her hair steaming behind her. She hunted mostly finding small game animals which would be food to vary their meat diet. A stop by a quiet pool and bathe and then a slow ride back in the late afternoon.
Brianna rode into camp content from her day of hunting. She flopped off four plump rabbits all cleaned and ready to cook she had saved their pelts with their thick winter fur still on.
As any good Amazon would do she took care of Shadowbane first., giving him a through bushing and a double handful of sweet grain.
Posted on 2010-01-27 at 04:00:55.
Edited on 2010-01-27 at 04:14:48 by Brianna
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