Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[kj1225]

"No! You'll set the whole bloody forest on fire!"

[Harry Baldman]

"No! You'll set the whole bloody forest on fire!"

"Would do the forest some good, Ethnon thinks," the mage says, walking about. Spiders did intrigue him very much. "What does the strange lady hear?"

[AlleeCat]

Kyle

Spoiler: ROLL: WIS + Forest Guide (17+5) (click to show/hide)

Being the closest to her, you manage to spot a small spider perched on Arweth's shoulder, almost seeming to be whispering in her ear. Looking around, you notice a similar one perched on Ethnon's ear.

Ethnon

Spoiler: ROLL: WIS + Homeless Vagrant (4+2) (click to show/hide)

Suddenly, you start to hear a voice whispering to you. "You do not belong here, child of demons. Leave this place!"

Everyone else
The scuttling and scraping noises begin to grow louder and more frequent, along with  the faint sound of indistinct whispers.

[Dwarmin]

Katoya tried to speak to the...whatevers...in Elvish.

"Ya auta eller? Mellon, ri' goth?*"

*Who goes there? Friend, or Foe?

[AlleeCat]

The noises stop abruptly, as do the whispers. Suddenly, hundreds of tiny spiders begin coalescing around a single spot, climbing on top of each other until their shape becomes reminiscent of the shadow of a woman.

Voices seem to whisper from deep within the form, all speaking in unison, and this collective 'voice' seems vaguely feminine as well.
Ah, one who sssspeaks the creatorssss' tongue... Mankoi uma lle tula sssinome, bringien saura' gwaith a' lye essska?*
_{^{*What business have you here, bringing such foul creatures in our midst?}}

The figure glides towards your group, and Ethnon feels a hateful glare directed towards him, although the figure itself has no eyes to speak of.
Thossse touched by demon'sss taint are not welcome in thisss place.

[Dwarmin]

"'Ksh-coiasira karna odd Mellonea, uma ron il-? Ro lye fight i' 'ksh-attackien i' ndor...er en' nir'. Amin uma il- ho, nor uma amin trust nir' il- en' i' hini... nan', ro has magha lye ikotane hae..lye naa n'uma foes en' lle.

Tul a seekien an meetien yassen i' Archdruid..."

*Dangerous times make strange nestmates, do they not? He helped us fight the Demons plaguing the land. One of many. I do not trust him, nor do I trust many not of the Kindred...but, he has helped us so far. He is no enemy of mine, and we are no enemies of yours.

We come seeking an audience with the Archdruid.

[AlleeCat]

The figure recoils at the word as if it were a flame, hissing angrily.
The Master of Druids tries to dessstroy ussss! It sees us as an... unnatural thing.

It seems to almost sniff the air, and quickly glides over to Duncan, looking him over, curiously.
We sense a kindred ssspirit in this one... What could another creature ssso twissted by ancient magicksss want with the Massster of Druidsss?
"We have no quarrel with you, whatever you are. Leave u-" Arweth is suddenly silenced by the figure's "hand" over her mouth. As it pulls away, thick webs stick her mouth shut, and try as she might, she cannot pull them free.
Silence! Your wordss are of little import to me, lowly wizzzard.

[kj1225]

"You know, funny you mention disliking the high druid. Due to demons killing the arch-mage recently, we need to go and try to stop her from expanding her zone of influence. Which would be bad for us all."

[Dwarmin]

Katoya switched to common, then.

"...Could you please release my friend from your webs, oh Shadowspinner? She may have trouble breathing...

Also, as you have heard, we only seek to curtail the Archdruids growth in these times, and keep the balance. We are not on her side, nor against her yet-we are only on our side. We are not friends to you either, yet our ultimate goals this day are compatible-if the Archdruids power wanes, yours waxes-it is no more complicated than that. Allow us to go on our way, and perhaps we can serve you in this way, indirectly. If you instead seek to waylay us, you earn nothing, but our wroth-and if you should withstand it, you will have lost a potential opportunity.

You have nothing to gain by standing against us. Will you let us pass?"

[Harry Baldman]

"Oh, Ethnon is not touched by demon taint, not at all. And Ethnon is also here to help!" Ethnon kindly explains. "How can Ethnon help you today?"

[AlleeCat]

Katoya
[[ROLL: CHA + Sitarist((Bard)) (7+8)]]
Your clever tongue attempts to decieve usss, creator...

[[ROLL]]
[[ROLL]]
Suddenly, Arweth is yanked upwards by her feet and hangs upside-down, several meters off the ground, suspended by thick spider silk. She attempts to use a fire spell to burn the webs away, to no avail. Larger spiders begin to wrap her in silk as she hangs there, helplessly struggling as the blood rushes to her face.
Your people have a sssaying, do they not? Doien uma il- risssa. In the common tongue: Actionss cannot lie. We will not hurt the guide... but the creator must prove it is a friend to usss.

[Rolepgeek]

"And why should one wish to befriend those who would assault and kidnap their companions?"

His bow is still ready, an arrow nocked but not drawn.

[Dwarmin]

"And why should one wish to befriend those who would assault and kidnap their companions?"

His bow is still ready, an arrow nocked but not drawn.

"...She has the right of this. We have trespassed on her territory. What she calls friendship, is more like what you would call fealty, though it it not the same. A wolf shows it's belly to indicate subjugation-yet, in these lands, the wolf will not suffer for this, nor does he owe anything afterwards. Instead, he will often forestall violence by respecting his place in the natural order-that is the old way. If we wish to avoid conflict, we must show her the respect she demands...and, hope she will be content with merely that. It is a precarious balance. If she demands too much, we resist, and all will suffer. Demand too little, and seem weak and ineffectual...

...So, what action do you require of me, Shadowspinner?" Katoya says, cocking her head to the side.

((I assume by 'creator' she means Elf, which means me.))

[AlleeCat]

((You would be correct in this assumption.))

Maruko
You can sense that if the figure had eyes, they would narrow at you.

Katoya
You ssspeak truth in these words, creator. The creator'ss companionss would be wise to listen to its wordsss.
The figure glides back and straightens itself, long slender hands motion all around it.
We hear much in these forests, and outside of them. We sssee even more than we hear. Hunters, with green ssskin and long tusssks, trespassss in Our forestsss. They bring a druid who prevents Usss from approaching them and they kill Usss and our kin from afar. Remove these interlopersss from Our forestsss, and We will let the guide go, unharmed. Fail Usss...
The figure glides up to Katoya and runs a spidery hand down her cheek, leaving a small trail of sticky silk.
And you shall ssshare her fate. Lye beth naa ilterendi.

[Rolepgeek]

Maruko lets out a slow breath, eyes narrowed, and returns his arrow to his quiver. Ridiculous, it was...and yet familiar...

But familiar did not always mean pleasant.

He begins putting his bow away as he waits for Katoya to ask where they needed to go.