1. The Wilderness

Jul 6, 2023 6:41 pm
Dawn finds a group of people, horses, and a carriage assembled just outside of Nashkel. Aiwe, Stella, Dieter, Sheemish, and Runeson stand with Aldous and his guards.

Aldous hands a sack of coin to the guards. "Thank you for your service. You kept me, a foreign noble, safe and comfortable on the road. Lathander bless you and yours in whatever lies in your futures." The Amnian mercenaries accept the payment with professional nods, then head back to Nashkel and the long, mountainous path that will take them back to the heart of Amn.
Jul 6, 2023 6:52 pm
One guard remains with the young Silvershield, an average-looking man busy donning a breastplate emblazoned with the Flaming Fist. Once he's properly armored, the guard's visage seems to change from nondescript to one with a touch more nobility. He introduces himself to the party with firm handshakes for all.

"I am Ajantis, personal bodyguard to Lord Aldous. We've made it this far on our journey without major incident, and I hope to continue that trend all the way back to Baldur's Gate. Welcome to the team."
Jul 6, 2023 7:01 pm
Aldous grins at his bodyguard. "It's good to see you back in your formal attire, Captain."

With some help from Ajantis, Aldous climbs into the carriage. "I'm afraid I don't ride well, so I'll be here until boredom overcomes me. Any of you are welcome to come sit with me when on break, however!"

Seated on the carriage's front and with reins in hand, Ajantis gets the vehicle moving north on the road.
Jul 6, 2023 7:17 pm
"Stella, get up on the back step of the carriage and keep your head on a swivel. Runeson, take the rear with your horse. Sheemish, have your friend scout out in front. The rest of us take the sides, stay close and watch your quarters" Dieter says organizing the party into what hopefully will be an efficient escort.
Jul 6, 2023 7:55 pm
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"We've made it this far on our journey without major incident, and I hope to continue that trend all the way back to Baldur's Gate."
Aiwë suddenly realizes that having assassins on their trail could ruin the poor captain's trends. But Aldous knew about the assassins, and had hired them anyway.

"We've found the roads to be quite dangerous so far," she says. "We've made it this far without major harm, though. Incident or no, I'm sure we can handle it."

She looks up at the man. "What kind of music do you like?" She grins a tusky grin.
Jul 6, 2023 8:14 pm
Captain Ajantis gives a grim nod at Dieter's orders. He obviously takes his job very seriously.
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She looks up at the man. "What kind of music do you like?" She grins a tusky grin.
Ajantis' lips curl down into a frown and he gives Aiwe a hard stare. "Given that we're meant to be looking out for trouble on the road, the silent kind."
Jul 6, 2023 8:20 pm
Aiwë grins even wider. "Sir, yes, sir." She beats out a roll on her drum as though there were an army behind her, waiting for it. "Have you ever worked with a bard? Not a musician, a bard?" Her militaristic beat is peppy and invigorating. "No matter. I can be quiet." She ends with two sharp beats and a salute, then takes her place to the side of the carriage. Her hands move against her sides in a rhythm, and the drum beat she played circles in Ajantis' head, keeping his mind active and alert.

Aiwë gives Ajantis bardic inspiration.
Jul 6, 2023 9:18 pm
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We've made it this far on our journey without major incident, and I hope to continue that trend all the way back to Baldur's Gate.
Stella grimaces. They had pattern to attracting trouble, she's reminded. He knew they had a bounty on their heads, though; Aldous was there when the dwarven assassins attacked and Shar-Teel pointed out the fact loud and clear. Even so, Aldous extended the offer, so he must feel their little band competent enough anyway. Aiwë seemed to be thinking the same thing.
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"We've made it this far without major harm, though.
Except two deaths... she adds silently. They got better, though, she supposed, glancing at Dieter.
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Stella, get up on the back step of the carriage and keep your head on a swivel.
Stella nods, grateful Dieter had placed her so she couldn't embarrass herself further in front of the young Lord Silvershield.

She strings her bow, then dons her buckler. Any kind of shield strapped to your arm made archery almost impossible, but she could still draw magical ammunition with relative ease.

She takes her position and her owl, Noctalia swoops down to perch on her shoulder. She smiles at the bird and they both starts looking around, enjoying the scenery while looking for signs of danger, with Noctalia flying off to scout about every now and again.

Rolls

Perception (looking for threats on the road) - (1d20+4)

(10) + 4 = 14

Noctalia Perception (Adv. from Keen Senses) - (1d20+3, 1d20+3)

1d20+3 : (20) + 3 = 23

1d20+3 : (16) + 3 = 19

Jul 6, 2023 10:22 pm
Ajantis scowls at Aiwe's musical display, but as the group begins to move she catches him flicking the reins along to the rhythm in his head. In a minute or two he blinks in realization and glances over at her, but his expression gives away little of his thoughts.

There's little excitement on the road. At one point they pass an eager merchant heading south to Nashkel; having heard of the events there, she seeks to be the first to pick up a supply of untainted iron ore. Her wagon and guards show signs of recent combat, an obvious sign that banditry is still rampant in the land.

Stella's perch on the back of the wagon puts a visual barrier between herself and Aldous, but every so often he speaks to her through it:

"What made you decide to study magic, Lady Stella?"
"Your bird is fascinating! How does it know what you want it to do?"
"I've never seen eyes like yours... Do others in your family have similar traits?"


The group travels well into the late afternoon and begins to look for a place to camp when Noctalia sends a telepathic image to Stella of two figures waiting near the road up ahead. For a moment Stella thinks they might be particularly ugly humans or hobgoblins, but then she realizes the shrubs and young trees surrounding the pair are actually large bushes and tall oaks, and she realizes the scale of what she's seeing. These two creatures must each be at least a dozen feet tall. Perhaps more! They're certainly giants of some kind, and they don't look friendly.
Jul 6, 2023 11:36 pm
Stella's eyes widen. "Stop! Stop the wagon!" she hisses.

She jumps down from the wagon and runs alongside it so she can speak more quietly "Noctalia spotted two figures ahead...Huge...giants of some kind. Or treants maybe?" She describes their location to Ajantis, Dieter, and anyone else, careful not to point as to not completely alert the enemy they'd been discovered.

"What should we do?"

Rolls

Nature (If it can help identify them any easier) - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Jul 7, 2023 12:09 am
Ajantis quickly brings the carriage to a halt. His eyes are fixed on the road ahead, but his attention is fully on Stella and her description of the two figures.

Stella quickly comes to the realization herself, just as Ajantis guesses their nature. "Most likely hill giants. We don't get many true giants in this region, mostly just ogres and their ilk. Trolls in the Cloakwood, maybe. I hope this doesn't become a habit." He exhales sharply through his nose. "Hill giants are said to be dumb, hungry brutes, but I've never dealt with one myself."
Jul 7, 2023 12:11 am
The carriage door opens and Aldous leans out. "Why've we stopped? Trouble?" His eyes twinkle at the possibility of excitement.
Jul 7, 2023 12:24 am
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"What made you decide to study magic, Lady Stella?"
"Oh!" On the rear bench, Stella turns to the front of the wagon towards Aldous' voice. "I, uh, well it was my parents at first, really! Papa's an arcane archer, Mama's a druid, so they both have a bit of magical aptitude, and I grew up learning bits and pieces of it," she explains. "A bit" was a lot of an understatement. "As I started growing up, well...I ran away a lot to train with local archmage to avoid archery practice." She giggles, relaxing a bit, forgetting others might be listening.

She stands and rests her head on her arms on top of the carriage. "It's hard to learn both arcane and druidic magic, though, so I train just with some basic wizardry. It's remarkable how much fighting for one's own life and running from assassins attunes them to their primal magic, though..." She grimaces and pauses for a moment. "I think a bit of it is divine too? Lately I feel I'm just making it up as I go...and it just sort of...works! Probably a lot of training finally bearing fruit."

"Have you studied any magic?"
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"Your bird is fascinating! How does it know what you want it to do?"
Yes! I finally got to summon her! she exclaims leaning back on the carriage and looking up at the trees and sky, much more comfortable talking now. "She's called a 'familiar'. An awfully odd name for spirits drawn from another plane of existence...But 'Tis fascinating how much similarity there can be among wizardry and druidcraft. I've had the spell in my spellbook for quite some time, but never figured it out until I started drawing celestial spirits by making little constellations with stardust...At any rate or light's rate," she continues, "it's called telepathy. Our spirits are bound, so we can just...think and feel things to each other!"

She draws half of her mouth to a line, picking out shapes in the clouds, forgetting she was supposed to be keeping watch. "Papa has a flumph familiar. Have you heard of flumphs? They're strange little floating tentacled creatures. It only talks in feelings. Mama says it chose him because he forgets he has those half the time," she chuckles. "She also wonders if I somehow acquired how it changes color to match its mood—but in my eyes."
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"I've never seen eyes like yours... Do others in your family have similar traits?"
She purses her lips. "No, but the archmage thinks it's because Mama's a druid and Papa's an aasimar. He was born in a temple of Ilmater, and when he was born he was infused with some divine...blood? Soul? Something adjacent to that. So we think I have a bit of that, but it started to shape itself when I was a little girl to match my love for the stars, and shows in my eyes."

"I think they make some people uncomfortable, though...I'm not quite human, nor elf, nor even half-elf," she says, suddenly more self-conscious. She straightens and starts to keep watch again. "It makes it hard to keep my feelings private, sometimes too."
Jul 7, 2023 1:40 am
I nod at the others. "I’ll go with Tulco to see if they are friends or foes."

I quickly take Tulco up to within shouting range of the giants and pull up reigns. Be ye friends? We mean you no harm as long as you mean us no harm! And if we aren’t friends, let us become fast friends and part without malice.

I prepare Tulco for a quick escape just in case these hulking figures aren't interested in leaving us be.
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Rolls

Persuasion- be friendly! - (D20+5)

(18) + 5 = 23

Jul 8, 2023 8:16 pm
The giants are towering folk, each standing half again as tall as an ogre. They were crude clothes that look to be made of human tents. They lean on uprooted trees that have been stripped of branches - no doubt to be used as immense clubs in their meaty hands.

As Runeson calls out, the giants slowly turn boulder-sized heads on thick necks to look at him. "Say, Gnarl." One of them speaks with a voice like a rockslide. "This little knighty-knight wants to be our friend." Both of them open their cavernous mouths wide, and a moment later rolling laughter echoes across the land. Every bird within a mile takes to the sky in startled surprise.

The second giant, apparently named Gnarl, slowly wipes a tear from his eye as the laughing eventually ends. He wipes his wet finger on his tunic, then squints more closely at Runeson and Tulco. "Hairtooth! This friend, it is funny! Maybe we just eats its horse?"

"Nah, all we eats for days is horse," the first giant, Hairtooth, mumbles. "Let him pay."

"Oh yeah!" Gnarl catches Runeson's eye and stomps meaningfully on the ground, causing seeds and leaves to fall from nearby trees. "This's our land. Our road! You pay..." He holds up three huge fingers. "200 golds! Or we eat friend's head."
Jul 8, 2023 8:44 pm
Aldous seems to listen intently to Stella's answers to his questions as the carriage wheels turn. Every so often he interjects with appropriate reactions, such as "I don't blame you, I never really cared for archery either!", "So it's called telepathy? Fascinating!", and "Of course your eyes have a touch of the divine! Truly, they are breathtaking."

When she asks about his own studies of magic, he's quiet for a long moment. "I've only had the most rudimentary of lessons, enough to use a wand or two. My father prefers not to put his trust in magic, and so I spent the majority of my time in other endeavors, such as reading, accounting, family history, and such. If he ever caught me or my sister with an arcane tome, he'd make sure to find other things for us to do."
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"I think they make some people uncomfortable, though...I'm not quite human, nor elf, nor even half-elf," she says, suddenly more self-conscious. She straightens and starts to keep watch again. "It makes it hard to keep my feelings private, sometimes too."
"There are worse things to be than genuine," Aldous comments after a moment. "Skie can't open her mouth without some sort of fib falling out of it. Erm, Skie's that sister I mentioned. Anyway, at least you can be sure you're unique. I swear, my father expects me to be an exact copy of him. Not that he's a bad man; he's one of the best! But I'd prefer to walk my own path, be my own person... Hells, I'd prefer to walk at all without this cane."

He clears his throat. "But we were talking about you! I think I can understand how it would be difficult, not being able to hide your feelings. I suppose you could try wearing some kind of a veil - it's done in some lands - but it seems like an awful lot of trouble to hide eyes so wondrous."
Jul 8, 2023 8:55 pm
Araklusta says:
Aldous seems to listen intently to Stella's answers to his questions as the carriage wheels turn. Every so often he interjects with appropriate reactions, such as "I don't blame you, I never really cared for archery either!", "So it's called telepathy? Fascinating!", and "Of course your eyes have a touch of the divine! Truly, they are breathtaking."

When she asks about his own studies of magic, he's quiet for a long moment. "I've only had the most rudimentary of lessons, enough to use a wand or two. My father prefers not to put his trust in magic, and so I spent the majority of my time in other endeavors, such as reading, accounting, family history, and such. If he ever caught me or my sister with an arcane tome, he'd make sure to find other things for us to do."
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"I think they make some people uncomfortable, though...I'm not quite human, nor elf, nor even half-elf," she says, suddenly more self-conscious. She straightens and starts to keep watch again. "It makes it hard to keep my feelings private, sometimes too."
"There are worse things to be than genuine," Aldous comments after a moment. "Skie can't open her mouth without some sort of fib falling out of it. Erm, Skie's that sister I mentioned. Anyway, at least you can be sure you're unique. I swear, my father expects me to be an exact copy of him. Not that he's a bad man; he's one of the best! But I'd prefer to walk my own path, be my own person... Hells, I'd prefer to walk at all without this cane."

He clears his throat. "But we were talking about you! I think I can understand how it would be difficult, not being able to hide your feelings. I suppose you could try wearing some kind of a veil - it's done in some lands - but it seems like an awful lot of trouble to hide eyes so wondrous."
Dieter rides along the carriage and watches his quarters

seems like Aldous is on a mission too Dieter smiles to himself
Jul 8, 2023 9:41 pm
"Isn't there a cleric or druid in Baldur's Gate that can restore your leg?" Aiwë interjects.
Jul 8, 2023 9:58 pm
Stella flinches at the giant's booming voices, even at this distance.

200 gold? That was an awful lot, but they could pay that, Stella thought. It would be the easiest way to keep Aldous and everyone else safe, at least. She wondered if they knew how to count...could they be tricked into receiving a smaller amount? She didn't like lying, but she didn't like death threats and coercion either...
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Jul 8, 2023 10:11 pm
Aiwë looks to the boss. "Whats the Silvershield policy on bandit tolls?" she asks Ajantis.
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