The Frigid Woe (DW) - Act 1

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Jan 31, 2022 3:42 pm
"Sorry, Captain, no such luck," Byron says. "In fact, we made it a point to move somewhere more temperate after my great-uncle Valtra drowned in a volcano…"

She looks grim for a moment but can’t maintain it—a goofy smile blossoms across her face.

"I’m just pulling your leg, Mance, Valtra lives in Whitestone and sends me little trinkets he buys from the markets every year for my birthday. As for lava, no real experience. I’m game to explore it someday though—can’t be worse than the Frigid Woe-stricken cold."
Jan 31, 2022 6:26 pm
A look of horror widens Mance's eyes at the mention of drowning in a volcano ... Did Byron and his relatives regularly swim in lava??? ... until Byron reveals it's just a joke.

"Yes, lava vs the Woe, neither sounds like a good way to go, but it would be interesting to sail along a lava flow if it was possible," Mance agrees with a look of adventure on his face.

Thinking about the Woe again, he remembers the description of the strange ice that suddenly spread throughout the wreckage and triggered it to sink.

"What do we think that weird spreading ice on the wreck was? Is it related to the Woe, a variant, or a physical manifestation of the Woe that doesn't need a host to spread? Or is it unrelated, just a strange danger native to Eiselcross?"
Jan 31, 2022 7:35 pm
She ponders the question for a moment, idly taking a step back from the captain—just in case she’s caught something. But she’d feel it, wouldn’t she…?

"I couldn’t say," Byron says finally. "I’m leaning toward ‘strange local danger’, but that could be wishful thinking…" She wracks her mind for an answer that’s a little more satisfying.

Rolls

Hell, let’s Spout Lore - (2d6)

(33) = 6

Feb 1, 2022 7:16 am
Narrator
Far cheerier faces greet the Symphony of Ice and Fire as it sails in than had come out at Nohme. With the fire organ in full swing, Bonepipe takes main stage as the Flaming Bagpipe Concerto draws a huge crowd.

Mance has seen Syrinlya grow considerably over the years - from a temporary-turned-permanent camp for the scholar and explorer Professor Gulrim Shalebrow, to a miniature outpost consisting of only the hardiest of artic expeditioners. Then, with the discovery of some ancient magical artifacts - giving rise to the theory that Eiselcross was once the home to an ancient magical civilization - the sudden boom in population, with adventurers, merchants and crafters all coming to make their living on this newest - if extremely hazardous - frontier.

Mance tries to pick out some faces among the crowd, and notices a few - but notably missing is Prof. Shalebrow himself, and The Buyer - both founders of the settlement that was now the size of a small village. Having been founded by a dwarf and elf, respectively, most of the population takes on that demographic, with only a few humans or other races scattered among them.

Interestingly, it seemed that a lot of the explorer-types Mance was used to seeing in town weren't here - with only a few of the dozens of people cheering from the shoreline anything but common shopkeeps and craftsmen.

Morgo Delwur
As the Flaming Bagpipe Concerto comes to a close, one of the cheering voices raises above the others in a joyous whoooop! "Now that's what I call an entrance! Fashionably late, and full of style!"

A young female dwarf with a long, shaggy mane of brown hair stands atop one of the rail posts on the pier and gives a theatrical bow. Mance recalls her having been a fresh-faced explorer not too long ago, and one of Prof. Shalebrow's aides - Morgo Delwer. "Welcome to our tropical island paradise. I'll be your guide, once you've settled your encore!"
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What will you do?
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Also: Byron has no idea about what could have caused the spreading ice, but she gets to mark XP for the thought!
Feb 2, 2022 6:46 am
Mance basks in the enthusiastic response to their new bagpipe concerto, slapping Bonepipe on the shoulder with a gesture of shared celebration.

Hoping down onto the docks, "Thank you, thank you," he waves to the crowd and then to Morgo, "Thank you, yes, we will be happy to have a guide ... Madame Delwar was it? How goes your explorations of Eiselcross? Any new finds?"

Once the pleasantries are out of the way Mance asks in a quieter more serious tone, "I was hoping to speak with Prof. Shalebrow. We actually come bearing sad news and as a result with important business to tend to. Could you show us where he's residing these days? Perhaps you could join the meeting as well, your experience exploring Eiselcross could be valuable to our mission."

Morgo Delwur

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Feb 2, 2022 8:10 am
Morgo Delwur
Morgo beams at having been remembered by Mance. "As well as can be expected out here - I've found more frostbite than artifacts, but I can't complain. It's the joy of being out here on the edge of the world, seeing sights rarer than any gem or relic."

As Mance's request to speak with the professor, Morgo shakes her head. "That's the part that's got us the most tied up. Thing is, this whole situation with the Woe caught us at a bad time." She explains. "There was a fresh lead on some old relics that came in about 2 weeks ago, and most of the expeditioners have gone off in search of it - with the Prof at the head of it. The rest of us are just enough to hold down the ol' fort in the meantime - and then something like this happens. If we weren't spread thin as it was, we would've sent a party out ourselves."

She sighs. "The Buyer is next in charge, but y'know they're not exactly the leading type. Bit of an odd one, that elf, but they've been around as long as Shalebrow, so we've all gotten used to it. They're actually the one who asked me to come out and wait on ye. Said they got a message about your mission and that you might be needing supplies?"
Feb 3, 2022 7:42 am
"Just enough to hold down the fort?" Mance looks around in surprise. "I remember when this place held half this many people at max capacity. You are growing well," he adds with an impressed smile.

"Yes, we'll need supplies, for traveling into the wilderness. We are in search of the cure for the Woe, so our plan is to head for the research station. Which route would you recommend and what equipment would we need?"

Morgo Delwur

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Feb 3, 2022 8:04 am
Morgo Delwur
Morgo laughs heartily in agreement, "Yes, I know - I can hardly believe it myself sometimes! But, it's because we've grown so much that we've had to become more protective of our base. Used to be that if you were out here you were a seasoned explorer and adventurer in your own right and could handle yourself. The whole camp could up and move if they needed to. Now we have merchants, craftspeople - rust, we've got families with kids set up here."

When Mance asks about supplies, Morgo grins. "The Buyer has some options prepared - careful though, they can be a bit stingy. They're a bit of a penny-pincher, which works out for us most of the time. As for the route - if I was going, I'd head around the mountains. Takes longer, sure, but it's much safer. Last group went right through, and who knows what happened to them?"

She glances back at the Symphony. "There may be another route by sea - I'm no sailor though. I'd be happy to let you know what I do about the areas I've been to though. In the meantime, though, I think it's best if we get out of this cold. Y'all want to head to the Buyer now, or did you want anything to eat?"
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Since it's been a few days, I'm gonna give it just a little more time, but let me know if you would like me to move the scene forward (options being to The Buyer's yurt or to the tavern).
Feb 3, 2022 1:56 pm
"Safer?" Bonepipe scoffs. "Bollocks to that! We want the fun route, yeah?"
Feb 3, 2022 3:21 pm
Byron regards Bonepipe skeptically, but ultimately acquiesces.

"Before that we should get something to eat, though."
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Tavern? Tavern? We can just abstract it if no one else wants to go to the tavern.
Feb 4, 2022 3:39 am
Mance laughs at the barbarian's comment and says, "Don't worry my friend, I'm sure both ways will have plenty of fun. But we need to remember that we are here for the glory of being saviors, not the glory of death-defying danger ... at least this time." He adds the last with a wink hoping the prospect of future exertions will satisfy Bonepipe for now.

"The Buyer need not be too stingy, he will be compensated appropriately," Mance comments to Morgo briefly revealing the crest from the Diarchy from a pocket in his jacket.

Mance gives an nod of agreement to Byron's suggestion. "Perhaps we can discuss over refreshments at the tavern? It was a tough trip across the straits and we will need all the energy we can muster for the wilderness of Eiselcross," he says to Morgo.

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Feb 4, 2022 6:59 am
Narrator
Morgo nods her head. "Of course! You know Arl, right? Used to work as a cook in the when we were just a tiny outpost? He'd got his own place now - The Jolly Lager."

Morgo makes conversation with the group as she leads them through the small settlement, gesturing to a few of the yurts and the groups of people chatting around campfires. Eventually they come across an especially large yurt with a sign marking it The Jolly Lager.

Inside it was actually fairly warm and cozy, with a huge burning hearth in the center roasting a pot of what smelled of seasoned mutton and herbs. The hearth was surrounded by a semi-circular bar, and most of the circular tables around the room were low to the ground, with cushions set in place of chairs.

Arl Bortock, a gray-haired elder dwarf greets the group from behind the bar. "Hey! Back again I see - and with some new faces! Welcome! Liking the cold out there?"

There aren't too many patrons at this time - only those opting for an early lunch. One table hosts an old elven ranger and a scar-faced dwarven explorer, who look up silently when the two adventurers appear, only to go back to their drinks; while the other occupied table sits a family of two human commoners and two tiefling children who don't even seem to notice the visitors, engrossed in their meal and laughter.
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What will you do?
Feb 5, 2022 2:34 am
Byron dispenses the niceties as is appropriate and sits down to eat and have a drink, but her eye keeps being drawn to the dwarven explorer and their elven companion.

"Captain," she whispers, "do you know those two? They look real competent. Like they’d eat the fun route for breakfast." She tosses Bonepipe a grin.
Feb 5, 2022 3:58 am
"Eh? I eat a dozen blokes like those before breakfast!" Bonepipe boasts, maybe a little too loudly.

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Feb 5, 2022 7:28 am
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The two explorers Byron and Bonepipe mention glance over at the barbarian's loud exclamation. The elf almost seems ready to say something, but her dwarven companion waves her off.

Mance would know that those two were new - or at least, they weren't in the settlement any of the previous times he'd stopped by. New faces weren't anything unusual in a growing place like this, however.

In the meantime, Morgo busied herself putting the first round of the tavern's famous lager on her tab. She brings the beer back from the bar herself, five great leather tankards, full to the brim, balanced on a large tray, which breaks the groups line of sight with the two explorers on the other side of the bar.

"I know you might prefer the hot drinks, but you can't very well have you say you came to Syrinlya's Jolly Lager without having a Jolly Lager, now can you?"
Feb 5, 2022 9:57 am
"Smells wicked, luv," Bonepipe grins as he grabs a tankard.

"Cheers, mates!"

Morgo Delwur

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Feb 6, 2022 8:09 am
Morgo Delwur
Morgo places the tray down then grabs her own tankard, "Cheers!" she agrees, then takes a long swig of the beer.

The lager has a light, crisp taste that goes down smooth - it's not strong enough to get you drunk off a pint, but it's got enough alcohol to make you feel bolstered. Like it's name suggests, the delicious taste is enough to bring a smile to your face.
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Anyone who drinks a cup of the jolly lager beer gets a +1 forward to your next CHA check (as long as it's within the same day)!

What will you do?
OOC:
Byron (or anyone), might try to make a Discern Realities roll on the two you're interested in, or ask Morgo about them.

The next stop is getting supplies from The Buyer, but feel free to do any investigating/asking around you need to at the tavern.
Feb 7, 2022 7:43 am
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I'm going to give us a short pause to let everyone catch up! Let be know if there's anything your characters would like to do!

Once everyone is finished with what they want to do or talk about in the tavern, we'll head over to The Buyer and I'll make an End of Session move! Some of you might be able to level up depending on how the End of Session goes - and for those who don't think they have the XP, now is a good time to go for it!
Feb 7, 2022 10:29 am
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Are the dwarf and the elf still looking us? Bonepipe is giving them a good thrice over. Not being aggressive or anything, but not particularly trying to hide it either.

What here is useful or valuable to me?
Last edited February 7, 2022 10:34 am

Rolls

Discern Realities - (2d6)

(36) = 9

Feb 7, 2022 2:14 pm
OOC:
Yeah, I was in bed last night thinking Byron would discern realities too. Also fwiw I think we’ll likely all level up following end of session questions!
OOC:
A 10! Okay, what should I be on the lookout for, what here is not what it appears to be, and she wouldn’t know anyone else was wondering useful/valuable so that one too.
Last edited February 7, 2022 2:16 pm

Rolls

Discern Realities - (2d6+1)

(45) + 1 = 10

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