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Re: [IC Thread] Kurchil's Children - Day 1 - Introduction
« Reply #90 on: August 04, 2014, 12:41:06 pm »

"Excellent choice, sir. I'm sure you and Borl can come to an equitable agreement," she says, smiling gently, though the sharp teeth probably diminished the gentleness a tad. "I shall be going then, unless you have anything more you wish to say?"

If he has nothing more to say, to the docks! See if the fishermen I'm looking for are there.
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« Reply #91 on: August 04, 2014, 02:53:15 pm »

Will buys himself a bit of bread, and listens to nearby conversations as he eats.
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« Reply #92 on: August 06, 2014, 10:40:37 am »

"Sofia, do you think you can communicate with it?"

Sofia's action (with PowderMiner's permission): try to communicate with the mole; calm it down first, then attempt to get it into guiding us to its home.

Varkhal's action: if it looks like the negotiation attempt is going south fast, cast Allure on Sofia to raise our chances of success.
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"Hey steve." You speak into the air.
>Yes?
"Could you guys also make a hamburger out of this arm when they cut it off? I wanted to eat it just for the sake of tasting it."
>That is horrible and disgusting. It will no doubt set you apart and create fear in your team mates. So of course.

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« Reply #93 on: August 06, 2014, 04:25:53 pm »

"Sofia, do you think you can communicate with it?"

Sofia's action (with PowderMiner's permission): try to communicate with the mole; calm it down first, then attempt to get it into guiding us to its home.

Varkhal's action: if it looks like the negotiation attempt is going south fast, cast Allure on Sofia to raise our chances of success.
[INTi: 11+3+1 vs 15] Sofia approached the beast slowly and used her wings to shield its eyes from the glare of the torch. It seemed hesitant to trust her, but couldn't help but be calmed by the Aethen's soothing presence. She was able to approach the hulking animal and once it sniffed her it seemed to become more receptive towards her presence. It wasn't moving much at all however, and seemed content to occupy the tunnel.
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« Reply #94 on: August 06, 2014, 07:24:44 pm »

Sofia's action: try to gently guide the mole ahead and out of the way so that we may advance forward.

Varkhal's action: same thing. In case it looks like the situation is going badly, cast Allure on Sofia to raise our chances of success. If we do resume walking, stay behind the Aethen so that her wings can keep most of the torch's light blocked. In case either the negotiation or the trip takes too long/goes too slowly, try to apply the Oik rune to one of the strips of leather.

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"Hey steve." You speak into the air.
>Yes?
"Could you guys also make a hamburger out of this arm when they cut it off? I wanted to eat it just for the sake of tasting it."
>That is horrible and disgusting. It will no doubt set you apart and create fear in your team mates. So of course.

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« Reply #95 on: August 06, 2014, 09:45:44 pm »

Sofia's action: try to gently guide the mole ahead and out of the way so that we may advance forward.

Varkhal's action: same thing. In case it looks like the situation is going badly, cast Allure on Sofia to raise our chances of success. If we do resume walking, stay behind the Aethen so that her wings can keep most of the torch's light blocked. In case either the negotiation or the trip takes too long/goes too slowly, try to apply the Oik rune to one of the strips of leather.
[INTu:10+3+1 vs 15]Sofia's prodding attempts at turning the creature around were beginning to aggravate it, [CHA: 5 vs 15] and Varkhal's attempt to get involved only inflamed it more. [INTu: 13+1 vs 5] Varkhal decided mole was getting too anxious to leave the situation up to chance, and cast a quick cantrip to give Sofia a little bit more allure, biting his finger all the while. [INTu: 10+3+1+2 vs 15] The mole was momentarily confused, still angered but simultaneously feeling a strange desire to please the winged humanoid before it. It ultimately succumbed to this desire and walked along in the tunnel, learning to be quite happy with the adventurous Aethen walking by its side, petting it approvingly.

Varkhal shook his head at the odd scene, impressed with the Aethen's ability with animals. Sure, his magic had helped, but there's no way he could have gotten himself to calm and lead the giant mole; his own attempts to help had immediately provoked the beast. He thought briefly on how well his skill set complement his young companion's.

((To be continued in turn post. Varkhal will have a chance to apply an Oik rune while he walks, Sofia has to continue leading the mole. Only need Tiruin's turn...))
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« Reply #96 on: August 07, 2014, 02:06:00 am »

Cara perused the text like it was holy for her--not thinking at all about the monetary cost, given her parents' teachings on the matter of money and thought. She was very amused to see the same kind of thinking echoed in He'vu's words, that many problems which we focus on are only branches out from the root of the enrivonment...or something along that rhythm.

((It's ok if there's no drawn counterpart, if unable to deliver :) I already extremely appreciate the intricate manner of detail given to all this.))

She tried to memorize the ideas and notes regarding the Wolfkin and their environment, wondering if...this was the home she was told about years ago by observation, hearsay and...threat.

Cara noted the writer and wondered if she could thank them one day--since not He'vu, any one of those who was dear to him. She realized that she had missed the opportunity to ask the serpentfolk more, yet tagged it off for a new day. There were many more chances, she mused, as she skimmed over the texts once more.

Traditions hmm? Connections to the environment. And thought, it seems, by the metaphors and puzzle-words.
This is very intriguing. Does it have any connection to magic, I wonder?


Proceed to the lighthouse and ask around for the general definition of magic--the context which is known by most.
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Mention as an aside, the idea of the Korsha as an idea to relate to (as hopefully stated in the book...or from memory, if they were ever mentioned; if not, discard this line of action.)


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« Reply #97 on: August 09, 2014, 03:49:59 pm »

Day 1 – Afternoon

 


Aetharbor


Asithi left the Hairy Bear the same way she came in, only with two silver coins weighing down her pocket. It seemed the man running the establishment had been so shocked by her appearing in his office that he hadn’t been prepared to argue for his right to keep his money. Asithi briefly wondered what the man would say to the bouncer who had let her in so easily. Certainly she shouldn’t have been allowed to waltz into his office armed, or at least conspicuously armed.

Leaving the inn, and its abysmal security, behind her, Asithi returned to the docks which she had arrived at earlier today. The throng was as alive as it had been earlier; it seemed Aetharbor was constantly active, as the largest trading port in the region. She found a pier upon which no ships docked, which struck her as odd given every other length of wood stretching into the water had been claimed by as many captains as could reach them. There seemed no obvious flaws in the pier which would prevent the loading and unloading of goods off of it, but it was conspicuously empty except for three men fishing off of the end of it. As she watched a fourth joined them. Though the eleven had not gathered yet she had no doubt this was where they would. This was a bustling port of trade; if fishing took place it would surely be out at sea on large ships, not in the port, disrupting the flow of goods. Only seven members of the group were missing, then, and it looked to be time for them to begin gathering.


Seawall


Meyath walked into the tent and found it filled with people recovering from wounds of every sort. Every bed was full, and there were even some patients laying on bedrolls on the ground. Meyath stared at the scene for a brief while, dumbfounded by the sheer number of people injured. Soon she shook herself into action, however, and began getting to work. She walked to the nearest bed and found a carpenter. He had been performing repairs on a damaged building when a beam broke, sending wood into his leg. He had a long cut which had been sewn up, along with a number of smaller cuts and holes from smaller sections of the wood. Meyath pulled up a small wooden chair and sat down next to his cot. She sat still for a moment, her hands hovering over his damaged leg. They shook slightly, unsteady. Then, after a deep breath, she set into action. Her fingers danced in the air above the wound as her hands floated across his leg. The man gave her an odd look, confused by this serpen and her hand-waving, but he did not interrupt; the people here were plenty desperate for relief from their wounds that they would tolerate any manner of odd healer. After sustained gesturing over his leg, Meyath sat back in her chair and looked at the leg. Some of the smaller wounds were beginning to close, and the large wound which had been sewn looked less angry, as if the dance of her fingers had calmed it.

Meyath saw two more patients shortly thereafter. The next one was another carpenter, caught in the same collapse. He had his shoulder crushed by the falling beam. There were only very small cuts on his skin, but it was clear his bone had been nearly shattered. As she sat down to work this time her hand only shook briefly before performing its strange act over the man’s shoulder. He too gave her an odd look, but again tolerated the gesturing. Her hands coasted over his unbroken skin for a long time before she brought them to a halt. They seemed to fidget a little of their accord, as though they were becoming more accustomed to casting their spell than sitting still. As she looked at the shoulder it seemed to her that it may have become slightly less distorted over the course of her healing. The final patient had been burned on their back by the fire on the dock early this morning. They were stable but unconscious, and their back was a mess of burned skin. Meyath swallowed hard, trying to contain her revulsion; she could smell it. But as she sat down her hands began gliding along the air above the seared flesh almost on their own accord. This man could not look at her in suspicion; he was securely unconscious, presumably knocked out by some medicine or magic while he healed. The only sign he was still alive was a slight rising and falling of this back as he breathed. Meyath’s hands easily caught this rhythm and maintained their close proximity to the skin. The serpent lost track of time on this patient, there was so much area to cover, and the wound was so bad. Eventually, though, she felt her arms begin to sag under their own weight, and she knew she had to stop. When she looked down she felt immense pride; peeking out from under the burn was fresh pink skin.


Will spent 5 coppers on some fresh herb bread, since he knew he would not need his money for much while in the employ of the guard. He collected a few very interesting rumors as he munched happily on his loaf.

Quote from: A Serpen?
Gossip 1: “Did you hear there’s a swamp serpen in town? Don’t get those often ‘round here…”
Gossip 2: “Oh Milda, I think everyone’s heard that by now!” The gossip laughed lightly. “I do wonder what she’s doing here though. I heard she and Jaren have a thing.”
Gossip 1: “Bah, to hear you tell it every man and woman who have spoken to each other ‘have a thing’. Way I heard it she was helping out with the fire, and Jaren simply gave her some advice on what to do with herself while she’s in town. And that’s from my husband. He was there.”

Quote from: Cause of the Fire
Gossip 3: “What do you think of the fire this morning? A bit suspicious wasn’t it…”
Gossip 4: “I’d say! Why, I know the wife of one of the men on watch last night, and he didn’t see any ships. Not a one, before or after the blaze…”
Gossip 5: “Are you talking about Tym? Ha! I bet the bloke didn’t see anything other than the inside of his eyelids all night. A fire without a ship, sounds downright unbelievable.”
Gossip 3: “But the fire last night, they didn’t take anything from the docks. Just doesn’t add up…”

Quote from: Captain’s Lovers
Gossip 6: “There’s more fighting between Captain Scor’s lovers again…”
Gossip 7: “Really? That man needs to stop talking on mistresses from amongst the trainees, it’s a bad practice I tell you…”
Gossip 6: “Yes, well this time instead of just beating each other with sticks till one of them leaves the guard, one of them is attempting to curse the other…”


Iseaya


Traversing the tunnel was painfully slow, mostly because the mole was not fast. It was a wonder these herbivores survived, though it probably mostly had to do with never coming aboveground. Unexposed, under the earth, they could lumber along at whatever pace they wanted and gorge themselves upon all manner of plant. Varkhal passed the time by laying an Oik rune on one of the straps of leather in his possession.

This brief bit of enchantment done, and another chunk of time elapsed while traipsing down the tunnel, the group finally came to a hub, which appeared to connect the tunnel they had just traversed to several others. If they collapsed the tunnel here they could probably delay the animals returning to the healer’s hut, but it would only delay them.

 
Spirarbor


Cara read quickly over the descriptions of the Korchaal Mountains, focusing on descriptions of the wolfkin’s territory and habits. Because He’vu was interested in the natures of particular traditions, rather than whole races, the information left a lot to be desired, but it gave Cara a good idea of the area. The Korchaal Mountains were divided into the Greater Korchaals and the Lesser Korchaals. The Greater lay further inland, to the west, and consisted of much higher peaks, sparse vegetation, and immense cave systems. Most of the Greater region was claimed by the korsha, though both the northern and southern slopes were inhabited by wolfkin as the altitude decreased. The northern slope was drier, and bordered the desert, while the southern slope was rather lush. The Lesser Korchaals were lower in elevation, and generally had more vegetation. The cave systems there were smaller, and inhabited mostly by wolfkin, with few korsha drifting so far east. Apparently further north the mountains actually bordered the sea, creating cliffs marked with caves that accessed the waters directly. This area was generally considered a separate range however, and was generally thought of as providing the northern limit on this coastal region. It was only worth noting because here the wolfkin would frequently have very different habits, as they mainly found their food in the ocean. Along the rest of the range the wolfin would hunt, and supplement their diet with vegetation if it was available. They were heavily tribal, and there was frequent fighting. Some tribes were very welcoming to outsiders, while others were deeply suspicious. Much seemed to depend upon which tribe was encountered. (Ta’veren will continue providing the botanical illustrations from this book)

Interested now with the actual nature of magic, Cara found a wizened looking old man, and struck up a conversation with him. He claimed to have studied the various forms of magic, and their underlying similarities extensively, and offered to answer any questions she had.



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« Reply #98 on: August 09, 2014, 03:55:05 pm »

Approach the four who are present.

"Excuse me, good sirs, but would you happen to be the people who owe a certain Borl a sum of money? I'm not looking to collect, of course, just asking."
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« Reply #99 on: August 09, 2014, 04:07:33 pm »

Approach the four who are present.

"Excuse me, good sirs, but would you happen to be the people who owe a certain Borl a sum of money? I'm not looking to collect, of course, just asking."

A rather attractive woman stood up from the group and turned to Asithi.

"Ha! Is that what Borl thinks? I suppose he's probably referring to us dearie, but he's got his brother's brains if he thinks he'll get any money from us."
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« Reply #100 on: August 09, 2014, 04:13:23 pm »

A rather attractive woman stood up from the group and turned to Asithi.

"Ha! Is that what Borl thinks? I suppose he's probably referring to us dearie, but he's got his brother's brains if he thinks he'll get any money from us."

"It seems like there's a story behind that. I don't suppose you'd care to relate it? It may shed light on a certain thing I'm wondering about."
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« Reply #101 on: August 09, 2014, 04:18:27 pm »

A rather attractive woman stood up from the group and turned to Asithi.

"Ha! Is that what Borl thinks? I suppose he's probably referring to us dearie, but he's got his brother's brains if he thinks he'll get any money from us."

"It seems like there's a story behind that. I don't suppose you'd care to relate it? It may shed light on a certain thing I'm wondering about."
"Let's just say our organization is much more powerful than him and his brute of a brother could ever be. It's a good thing you weren't coming to collect on his 'debt,' because that could have ended poorly for you..."
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« Reply #102 on: August 09, 2014, 04:30:10 pm »

"Let's just say our organization is much more powerful than him and his brute of a brother could ever be. It's a good thing you weren't coming to collect on his 'debt,' because that could have ended poorly for you..."

"Oh, I see. Would you happen to represent a law enforcement authority, perchance?"
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« Reply #103 on: August 09, 2014, 04:36:35 pm »

"Let's just say our organization is much more powerful than him and his brute of a brother could ever be. It's a good thing you weren't coming to collect on his 'debt,' because that could have ended poorly for you..."

"Oh, I see. Would you happen to represent a law enforcement authority, perchance?"
A fit man stood up from the dock.

"Oh, aye. We enforce laws. Ain't laws o' the constabulary though." He gave her a wink.
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« Reply #104 on: August 09, 2014, 04:40:49 pm »

"It's refreshing to have people be upfront about this. Borl freaked out when I asked about whether Borl is his first or last name. Is that sort of thing common around here? Seems a bit tiresome, after all."
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