IC Story Thread: Chapter I, The Pride of Lions

Oread I presume? We... Here Marié points at Marabi, Rolen and herself. ...Have come to and you and the mountains for wisdom. Failing crops, people possesed and animated plants attacking. Something is wrong and we... still not including Belaros. ... were hoping you had some insight in how to restore harmony.

Rolls

History - (1d20+5)

(1) + 5 = 6

Jul 22, 2021 7:29 pm

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OOC:

Ohmilawd, rune! ... we need to get you a new random number generator! 😩

Gonna hold my response to give others a chance to add to the narrative for now.

Morak Ur’gray

Jul 22, 2021 7:45 pm

"send a cat, to do a man's job......" grumbles Belaros

Jul 22, 2021 7:54 pm

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"…have to do, until a man turns up… mutters Marabi back to him

Morak Ur’gray

Jul 22, 2021 8:38 pm

"don't think I can't understand your filthy slang words" Belaros chuffs "turns up indeed......disgusting"

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Jul 22, 2021 8:57 pm

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"Some four fander doxy from The Cloak teach you that one? I had always wondered why they call them "ladies of the knight". What else did you pick up? Other than the pox?"

Picture the scene - the heroes, exhausted and near broken arrive at their destination to entreat the wise hermit - only for two of them at the back to bicker like school children. Classy.

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Rolen Telyrhen

Jul 23, 2021 12:41 pm

Rolen carfully raises his hand and says to Belaros and Marabi Erm... I think we shouldn't q-quarrel here if this being here is indeed the oread....

Rolen takes a few steps forward

Hello. Can I ask you who you are? We are in search of a being of nature, the oread. We need her help he says to the being in front of them

Rolls

Arcana check - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Jul 23, 2021 2:03 pm

OOC:

Are you guys keeping your (75') distance? In which case we're basically shouting here. Or have you approached any?

Her voice is deep, and rich, and as you all spend a few more moments in her presence and the more you look upon her you realize she's... very tall. Easily over 7 feet (2.13 meters ;P) tall.

Her eyes narrow at Marie's words, her Common is ponderous, the accents in the wrong places and the pronunciations awkward, "W'orread? ... whoo arre you?", something funny passes over her blocky features for a moment, "Feww seek me forr my wisdom. Do you tryy to deceive me?", her eyes flick about the rest of the mountain top adroitly without moving her head.

Her face laboring under suspicions, she looks to Rolen, "Is this yourr laand? It is not MY custom, to coome to another's home, and make demannds...

Name yourselves. Or arre you another nameless enemy?"

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Marié Dijon

runekyndig

Jul 23, 2021 4:52 pm

Marié is has stopped at a respectful distance of 4 or 5 meters from the tall woman.

My name is ... Then she stops herself, remembering some of the old stories. You can call me Luteplayer. This is Horsefriend and Scholar. The last one you can see is the Peacock. He speaks for himself, where I speak for the people of valley.
In some stories names have power and one should be careful giving them away freely. This is the first time Marié is forced to acknowledge that Belaros is there.

First, know that I swear by the earth and the sky. By fire and mountain, that we have not come to deceive you. Nor to make demands. Something is affecting the land and people in the valley, and we have heard that you, as a woman of the mountain, could have some special insight that could help us restore harmony between the people and the land.

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Jul 25, 2021 2:04 pm

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Marabi finishes glowering at Belaros to turn and face the woman - shouting across her formal introduction

"I am Marabi, son of Tharraka of the Qu'ima Nar, and I openly profess and repent the sins of my people."

She gives a half-shrug and rolls her eyes a little.

"Yes. Son. It is a Nar cultural thing."

Morak Ur’gray

Jul 25, 2021 2:59 pm

"I am a Knight of Helm." Belaros states matter-of-factly "my virtue, fidelity and honesty are unquestionable"

he gives a condescending side-eye to the 'ladies' as he speaks.

OOC:

has anyone ever seen anything more beautiful than a peacock?

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Rolls

persuasion - (1d20+5)

(20) + 5 = 25

Jul 25, 2021 3:18 pm

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Belaros's introduction is accompanied by a droning.

"Nerrrrrrrrrrrrrd"

Rolen Telyrhen

Jul 25, 2021 4:57 pm

Erm... Yes my name is Rolen. I am a worker of magic. Conju... Let's say constructive magic. I can assure you that we are neither nameless nor enemies.

He turns to the others

I don't think that she is the oread. But maybe she knows where to find her...

Jul 25, 2021 9:16 pm

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Her shoulders and grip relax some and she nods, accepting everyone's answers, "Luteplayer? Horsefriend? Scholar?? These... are no naames of battle.

I am Shadda 'Lady Death' Vaardol.

I accept thaat we are noo enemies. But thiss... is an odd place to seek soomeone.

You speak oof failing crops? An afflicted laand? Indeed, I have seeen the hunts are hard here. But my knoowledge is of baattle, and warring."

She shakes her head, genuinely confused about something, "Why haave you come to Shadda?"

She casts a final appraising glance at you all before sitting on the shattered boulder, and dabbing at her brow with a scarf dangling from her waist.

Only now letting her tiredness show.

Rolen Telyrhen

Jul 25, 2021 9:47 pm

Erm... yes we haven't come to you specifically. We are rather looking for a being. Just as we said before it is called the oread. Presumably it looks like a female but... erm how should I phrase it... one without clothing. And maybe her skin looks rather grey. After all they have a deep connection to the nature around them...

Rolen nervously shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

You don't happen to have seen someone like this? Or maybe somethig else that could be the source of the curse that has befallen this area?

Marié Dijon

runekyndig

Jul 26, 2021 7:08 am

My Lady Shadda 'Lady Death' Vaardol, who knows of battle. Perhaps you know of attacking plant beings? In a hope of communicating, we have one down there. They have attacked us several times and we know not why. Marié points towards the circle where they have the tree fiend.

And Perhaps you know of this Oread, the woman of the mountain. I appologise if we mistook you for her.

Jul 26, 2021 2:41 pm

She wags her head, no, and kind of chuckles to herself about something.

" First, there is noo offense, Luteplayer. I haave been mistaken for worrse.

And... this w'orread... she lived here? I'm sorry, but the mouuntain was empty when I arriived.

I have noo been here long. But, you arre the first... visitors?", she chuckles again, I have received.

I thought cerrtainly you must all be family, of men and women I have slain. Come for revenge.

In truth, I aam little more than a visitor. I have noot been here long."

She drags a water skin around to her lap, it's volume nearly the size of Rolen's torso.

After taking a deep drink she continues, "As forr your enemy... the... plaants?

I fight ... or, haave fought... in the warrs of man. All my life. If your plant-eenemy can die, I have noo doubt that I could kill it. Or teach you to kill it. But I am tiired of killing. It is why I was gooing home..."

Jul 27, 2021 4:40 am

Marabi stands holding her hands in front of herself, like a demure bouncer.

She has faith that Rolen and Marie will find out what is needed from the goliath. She reaches into her bag for some cheese and sausage to snack before remembering her manners.

"Have you eaten, Shadda. I have some stale bread and dry sausage and cheese, if you would like some? The cheese is okay, but the sausage is a little plain.

Marié Dijon

runekyndig

Jul 27, 2021 6:51 am

Do you know of others who live here on the mountain? The werewolf?

Jul 27, 2021 1:23 pm