Post from Fremea on actions.. Fremea will scout ahead. Sent from Outlook From: pnpgm on behalf of pnpgm Sent: Thursday, June 27, 2019 5:29 PM To: pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org Subject: [pnpgm] Game Update #81 - File #652 - Party departs MA'dor Character Name Type Player Sex Notes ..Arawn...........Druid...John.Haight........Ma..Alfar/Backup Navigator ..Dorhak..........Warrior.Kevin.Newark.......Ma..Captain/Leader/Dwarf ..Fremea..........Sidh....Tobie.Bonahoom.....Fe..Faerry/Archer/Magician ..Ix..............Shaman..Rachelle.Gauthier..Fe..Human/Shaman ..Kiet............Acrobat.David.Sanders......Me..Human/Magician ..Maelorna........Dancer..Don.Kerr...........Fe..Human/Seductress ..Mournath........Sailor..Gibert.Isla........Ma..Human/Navigator ..Pyandalgor......Hunter..Panthera...........Ma..Human/Hunter ..Raddok..........Miner...Bess Hadley........Ma..Human/Miner ..Unali...........Ninja...Wout.Broere........Fe..Human/Dagger Maiden ..Z'leyra.........Healer..Alex Koponen.......Fe..Human/Shaman/1st Mate ..Barbosa.........Warrior.Npc................Ma..Dwarf/Outcast ..Brutto..........Sailor..Npc................Ma..Sailor #1 ..Finn............Sailor..Npc................Ma..Sailor #2 ..Ardrackle.......Sailor..Npc................Ma..Sailor #3 ..Zepp............Sailor..Npc................Ma..Sailor #4 ..Corona..........Eagle...Npc................Ma..Companion to Z'leyra ..Zol.Zim.........Wolf....Npc................Ma..Zehani Wolf/Ix's Friend Game Web Site - http:/nrgcomputers.com/pbem/ Public posts/actions to pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org (mailing list) Private emails (not public actions) to pnpgm@comcast.net Game Update #81 sequence (file #652) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Admin Notes: None. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Recap] From Arawn: [Re: Actions] Arawn held off tongue-lashing Velf for his insolence but, … "My men are not dregs. They're the best of the best and … GM: Ack. From Raddok: [Re: Actions] As Arawn gathered the others around to give his report, … GM: Ack. To be honest even if over burdened it won't be a major issue due to time involved. From Arawn: [Re: Actions] "I don't imagine we'll be taking horses as climbing will … GM: Ack. -------------------------------------------------------------------- [New Stuff] [Ma 3rd, 1636TH] [Time: 11:18 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] Arawn held off tongue-lashing Velf for his insolence but, unsure of his relative status, kept it to standing up for himself and his men. "My men are not dregs. They're the best of the best and solid replacements for Khias's choices. Khias is dead but my men have held against sea dragons, wyrms, mermen and pirates to get the cargo here. I take my obligations seriously, Velf. I will bring them here." Velf as he walks waves a hand dismissively as if sea giants are no big deal. The arrogant Fomorian is starting to irk Kiet who has been clenching his fists. Arawn decided a quick return was in order, hustling and taking the elevator-gondola if it seemed faster. A man is sitting at a chair looks in his 30s. There is a team of 3 horses tied to ropes and a lever and pulley system. He eyes the group, Then stands, “visitors? First ride is 5 Brass per person. After that depending on weight 9 Brass Bits.” Arawn considers this for a moment. So its as fast as the horses can drop it so might take only a minute or two. But using the natural path might take 6-8 minutes one way. Payment is taken and the group moves to the bamboo, wood and light metal cage. Horses looks like they could take 800 pounds per so maybe 2 tons is max? But some doubt the cage would handle such. The man hooks the tree trunk sized ropes that could fasten a ship to a dock to the pulley system. Then using a large lever and weights – and no warning by the man- the cage lifts and swings right over the side of the cliff. Now hanging a few hundred feet to the ground the cage creaks and moans and some grit teeth. Within another few seconds the cage slowly descends and gets caster by the moment. [Time: 11:22 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] At the bottom the man seen before ascending open the cage as it slams gruffly onto the sand. Arawn moves briskly toward the ship with the others. Once on the ship, Arawn briefs the others quickly. "We're to meet Velf in 15 and then head out. There will be climbing involved apparently. He's an ornery man so we should move quickly. And if the other dwarves wish to join and see this through now is the time. I don't think we'll be returning to the ship anytime soon. Not unless we're willing to ensorcell Velf's mind." As Arawn gathered the others around to give his report, Raddok asked him directly, "Arawn? Does it sound to you like we will need horses? I'm just asking, because I'll have to leave my greatsword behind if we're on foot. I can carry everything else I need with me." He considered for a moment, rubbing his chin absently. "Do you think they'll have wagons? He certainly gave us no indication of waiting for anyone else than us - our ship - at this point. But we may be going to meet one, since it sounded like several ships were sent out for - dang, 'cargo.'" Raddok frowned. "I don't like this. It all sounds a bit - underhanded - and, like - there's some big plan going on, & being kept under wraps, even from the villagers here, perhaps? Oh, well, that's why we're here, right?" And he grimly went to his locker to gather his loaded backrack, quickly double-checking that everything was loaded & ready to go, leaving only his greatsword in its sheath, & his share of the treasure that was merely mixed valuables. He checked that his amulet was well-tucked under his tunic until (if) needed, and that his glove was folded away from the protective bracelet, so it would operate properly. His ring fit nicely, if firmly, over the other glove, and he was glad he had it. He joined the others, loading his backrack & shifting his mace & shield to their 'resting' positions, the shield hooked over the top of his backpack, the rope & a couple other bulkier items tied about it with leather ties. He was carrying less than 60#, a load he was well used to handling. He knew he was capable of carrying twice as much, but if it turned out he had to ride a horse at some point, he did not wish to carry more, to save the horse. "I don't imagine we'll be taking horses as climbing will end up being involved. But it sounded as if Velf would be gathering the necessary supplies as only he knows what we'll need for the journey so we'll have to wait and see. But if we need anything from the ship I can return here to gather them. That or I can carry some of the extra gear in my magical bags." [Time: 11:26 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] For the next 8-9 minutes the party gathers all the gear they need. Arawn keeps a internal count going so not to be late. ----------------- [Time: 11:18 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] Velf lumbers with his cane and and Unali watches from a side area a smile on his face. But in only 30 seconds or so he reaches a vendor stall. “Parchment! Quill!” A young woman in her 20s compiles and plots down both. Velf stares at the woman. “You can't even understand how writing works do you?” The woman looks confused. “You expect me to write with a dry quill or should I use the sweat that is pouring down your scalp?” The woman reaches under the plank platform and pulls a ink well and uncaps it. Velf grumbles, “how does this town even survive a winter?” Velf begins to write a fast letter. “Sealant? And wheres that ...boy?' As he writes. The woman turns around to grab some box of wax and a candle to seal the parchment. She whistles a bit loud after that. Unali watches behind a garbage pile pit near a blacksmith shop. What ever he is writing she can't read. A lad around 22-23 approaches from the side. “If you get this one wet like last one ...you will regret it. You understand?” Then he rolls the parchment into a thin scroll. He seals it with wax to ensure it can’t be read. “Yes Sir! I'm so sorry for last time.” Velf turns to the boy and hands it to the lad then digs in a pocket and tosses the woman some coins. “If you weren't the only boy in this forsaken village I'd be less concerned. But we work with ...what we have...” 'Send it to the previous location immediately.” Then Velf rushes off again to the east. Unali is unsure what to do but the lad is tacking up a horse and may be a few minutes. Unali watches Velf stop briefly into the threshold of a small shack which based on sign of a knife may be a blade shop. He whistles and leaves. Unali then watches Velf move north west toward probably the only market. He grabs a leather bag then goes quickly from stall to stall to buy some food and water skin. As he does a large man in his 40s approach. Unali tries to get closer to hear them talk as Velf inspects some fruit using a tarp of a stall to being unseen by others. “A new ship has arrived.” Velf speaks to the man with a large scar down his cheek and shows signs of heavy sun burn and a light brown beard. “This is the 14th lot?” Scar-face speaks. “I don't keep track. But I lost count after 57. I just hope this lot is smarter than the others. You know the routine?” “Sure no problem boss.” “Good. I need to head back to meet them. Give me 10 minutes?” “I'll count it directly.” Velf pays for the final travel items and looks at the man. “Can you count that high? Just watch us as normal and do your thing.” Velf rushes south toward the Inn he was at. Unali is unsure what to do now. Follow Velf, the messenger or the brute? [Time: 11:31 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] Arawn and party arrive at cage again. The man eyes the dwarves with the binds but only holds out his hands for the coins. He says it will need 2 trips due to more folks that can fit in age. [Time: 11:35 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] Arawn watches the second group come over the cliff side in the cage and rushes them out and rushes to the inn. Velf is pacing back and forth with a new bag on his belt. “Your about 5 minutes late!” Arawn grits his teeth by his count only 2 minutes at max. Velf ignores any reply from Arawn as he eyes Dorhak and Barbosa. He looks at the new party members and around. “Just two? Are you...” Velf rubs his temple. “This is it? Seriously?” Velf begins to grumble his breath and curses. He eyes Barbosa and Dorhak. “I hope these two are worth it or there will be hell to be pay. Let's go!” Velf leads the group toward the south end of village. “We'll be walking. Its not far at all.” He moves toward Arawn. “Do they have any bit of brains? Can they read?” Velf studies the party as he walks. “Might as well unbind them. They'll need their hands free. But their brains more so.” [Time: 11:39 am – Ma'Dor town – Vahear] Actions? Comments? Next Update...Monday?? GM: Eyes are better. Enough to work as best I can. We move on. Next update will be mine arrival. Will try update Monday if staff cooperates. Gear choices will be done by next update deadline wise. At this point Mae and Ix are npcs left on ship. Will remove the gear notes below on next update. GM: Unali – What do you want to do? Fremea – I have you marked as Trailer do you help Unali or scout ahead for party? GM: Gear info given [No weights needed can be just important items – weapons/armor or a book or such but no need to say taken spoons. :)] Raddok Given Pyan Given Arawn None Yet Dorhak None Yet Fremea Take all gear Kiet Given semi. Mournath None Yet Unali Given Z'leyra Given Barbosa None Yet GM: Landing party roles Player Role Arawn Fomorian spokesman?? Dorhak Prisoner Fremea Scout/Trailer Ix Stay on ship since npc now Kiet Guard Mae Stay on ship since npc now Mournath Chief Sailor for Arawn's ship? Pyan Guard Raddok Aide to Arawn? Unali Trail behind for sentry Z'leyra Guard (though female guard is unusual)/Consort? Barbosa Prisoner Sailors Stay on ship _______________________________________________ pnpgm mailing list pnpgm@list.powersandperils.org http://www.powersandperils.org/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/pnpgm