HT Alias/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex -- ----------------------------------------------------------------- R1 John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar Ma ?? Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma ?? Tom Corckett..........Caladan...........Wizard Normal/Human Ma W2 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma -- Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....NormalFaerry Fe -- J H Hooten............Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human..Ma W4 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe R4 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Boyzdar [Wolf] (Strie'bog), Game Web Site - http://www.funport.com/longshot/pbem Public posts/actions to pnpgm@abroere.xs4all.nl (mailing list) Private emails (not public actions) to longshot@darktech.org Game Update #39 in sequence (file #151) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Admin notes: None. ----------------------------------------------------------------- [Recap] From Raban: [Re: Actions] [Raban is faced with a dilemma, he was cautioned that transformed wizards could be anywhere, but this snake could endanger Kiet or others.So he has little choice but to rush over to Kiet and pick him up and set him on the table. Raban to Kiet: "Careful where you step." Raban to snake: "My small friend, it is not safe here for you. There are too many here who may accidentally step on you and cause injury to both." GM: Ack. --------------------------- From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions] Ben'Dar doesn't reply to Novasa, but simply regards the Sarghut man with thinly veiled hostility. Were he on the plains, his pike would likely already be drinking this enemy's blood. However, Ben'Dar is in a strange land, among strange people. He will hold his tongue for now. He stays with the others, chatting in Zen'dali with Caladan, and of course, drinking. He'll not try to get into trouble, but if Novasa gets in his face after he's had a few drinks, all bets are off.... During the course of the evening, he can't help but notice the huge Raban. He wonders briefly about the strange newcomer to the party. Obviously of great strength, Raban could be a champion warrior, yet he spends his time playing music. Ben'Dar wonders what sort of horse would be able to carry such a man. He thinks of the massive draft horses he has seen in civilized lands. Perhaps one could be trained as a mount... Ben'Dar ponders the training that would require. GM: Ack. --------------------------- From Fremea: [Re: Actions] Fremea barely having the strength to move and knowing that she may not see the next night, reaches to her side, rubbing her armor in the process, to grab her bag. In doing so, a single word, almost inaudible, escapes her lips. This night will not end well, but it will not be her that ends, it will be the one who attacked her that will suffer, Fremea thinks to herself as something begins to happen to her body. GM: Ack. ----------------------------------------------------------------- [New Stuff] [Marqi 29, 1633TH. 1st Day of Adventure #4. Location: High Elder's Domain, Dark Lands, North-East corner of continent, center of Dark Lands.] [Time : 5:42pm] [Event: Back at Teleport Reception underground room.] [Chion and Arawn barter on language trade. Chion gives Katai to Arawn so its up to Chion to decide what he wants.] Arawn: "Perhaps. The language of gods is a powerful thing, the language of men is a simple thing to learn in comparison. I know a few tongues of power, what languages could you offer in return?" ------------- [Time : 8:00pm] [Event: Correl's Wedding Dance/party] [Arawn continues to mingle in the audience hearing various stories and comments about Correl and even some of Chion. At one point he heard a fellow named Zing make not so kind comments about Chion Arawn moves on having learned the art of court like affairs. Rumors are only rumors unless they are confronted head on. He has learned in his own homeland court to ignore the many rumors and lies. Its just a typical way of court life. After all how could Chion be accused of being a death dealer? He doesn't seem that evil to Arawn. Mysterious but not evil. He hears mostly good rumors of Correl. It seems all like him or they wouldn't be here clearly. As Arawn walks around though there are no rumors of danger or threats to these lands. There is a small bit of information about some minor border incidents with the northern ipanza tribes. But the information is lacking and in bits and pieces. Arawn occasionally sees the party mostly at their tables sitting and chatting. But Arawn doesn't notice where Fremea is. She must be away on Zhou's favor.] [Ben'dar continues to ignore Novasa during the few minutes he stays at the table talking to Unali. Novasa takes the snub and ignores Ben'dar. Ben'dar continues to drink lightly and chat with Caladan. Caladan is also not one to like the Sarghut and wonders what he did to be here with these people.] [Chion leads Correl to the side and introduces him to the party members that are free to talk. Chion translates for those who don't speak Katai.] Correl: [to Caladan] "Glad to meet you sir." Caladan: "I and my friend here " [He points to Ben'dar] "are from the Zen'da plains. I am honored to be in this place. Our people hear only stories that go back a long time. Much outdated information. I hope to spread the kind nature of this place." Correl: "We are a place with no fear to learn magic. But most of our people are isolationist. This exchange of culture will be a benefit to both our people." [Correl is introduced to Ben'dar.] Correl [to Ben'dar]: "Zen'da I hear are great horse riders. I am not a skilled rider but understand the complexity of the skill. Some day some say we'll not need horses. using strange flying magical devices or magical wagons that can move without horses. At least if magic grows and is improved on. Personally I think the horse is a grand animal of nature. As loyal as a dog, as friendly as a companion and as fierce as a fellow warrior." [Correl is quickly shown to Unali.] Correl: [To Unali] "Novasa has told me your from Katai or was it Zhou? I heard it somewhere. It is good to see a native of the mother land here to see how we live. I do hope one day our people will see eye to eye and agree to live as equals. The people here are Katai through and through but still feel like outcasts in a sea of ignorance. I hope you spread our good will to your family and the empire." [Z'leyra is introduced to Correl.] Correl [to Z'leyra]: "A shaman! Fascinating. We do not have a shaman in the Lands here. The closest might be Novasa but otherwise that is one faith of magic we don't seem to have here. Maybe we can learn from you and some day in the future have a Shaman own his or her own Domain here." [Correl stays to chit chat with the party for a few minutes when someone catches him by the arm and drags him away to speak to someone else.] [Raban meanwhile is playing his pipe when he sees the black snake slithering against the shadows of the night and the green grass. He recalls what Zhou and Chion mentions about who could be what and what could be who. Yet he notices the snake seems to be going back and forth as if homing in on something. As Raban is distracted his playing wanes a bit as he sees the snake home in on Kiet who doesn't see it at all. Raban drops the pipe gently and runs toward Kiet with 6 large strides. In no time he is upon the small acrobat and lifts him from behind. Kiet begins to wail and fling his arms and legs surprised by this new turn of events. Suddenly Kiet's world is dizzying as if the ground itself is opening up. Then his stomach churns as he is off the ground and being lifted body and all up and up.] Raban: "Careful where you step." [Raban speaks it but Kiet doesn't seem to understand the worlds only some strange barbarian touching him. In mid-air Kiet screams.] Kiet: "What are you doing! PUT ME DOWN YOU BIG BARBARIAN OAF!!!" [By now seeing this giant haul up the small acrobat the crowd stops dancing and begins to look over. Lucky for both Raban and Kiet don't understand each other or they might be more upset than shocked.] [The snake continues to fork out its tongue back and forth searching and begins to slither up a leg of the table. Suddenly 2 guards from the citadel come rushing over to stop the fight as they see it.] Raban [to snake]: "My small friend, it is not safe here for you. There are too many here who may accidentally step on you and cause injury to both." [One guard grabs a torch and brings it over. Both see the snake and suddenly stop in their tracks a few feet away. Kiet brushes off his nice tunic and looks at Raban. Now sitting on his knees Kiet can see Raban eye to eye.] Kiet: "At least now we can see eye to eye...you moronic barbarian monster...WHAT's YOUR PROBLEM! [Kee starts to run over as well seeing that its Raban in the middle of trouble. Suddenly Kiet notices the eyes of the guards and Raban and looks down. He sees the snake and backs up by sheer reflex on the table. One guard approaches and waves the torch at the snake who hisses and follows it. The snake lowers to the ground and both guards stare at the snake for a few seconds. Then suddenly one grabs his scimitar and draws it. Before Raban can lift a finger to stop him the guard smashes the snake on the head once and then twice. Raban gets to him about to stop him when Kee approaches.] Kee: "Wait!" [Raban stops and looks at Kee and the dazed snake. The guard speaks and Kee translates it.] Kee: "Look at its eyes. All transmutated or changed creatures retain the eyes of a human. This snake has pure snake eye slits. Its not a human wizard." [Dazed the other guard grabs the snake by the back and the one with the weapon grabs it by neck. They carefully take it away into the darkness. Then Zhou approaches.] Zhou: "A snake inside the citadel is rare! I am sorry if it scared you two." [Correl and some of the party break free of the crowd and approach Raban. Kiet and Raban hasn't met Correl yet but Correl studies Kiet and the ground. he then points to Kiet's shoulder. Kiet understands as both speak in the Katai tongue. Kee translates for Raban.] Correl: "That brown dust on your shoulder." [He grabs the torch from the ground and swings it around.] "Yes there must be some down there. I've seen it before. Its a powder that acts like a snake lure. Hunters sometimes use them. I suspect young man someone tagged you for some fun with the snake." Kee: "A poisonous one and deadly from the looks of it." [Zhou raises his hands and speaks to the crowd to get back to fun and dancing its nothing. Lucky for the crowd they didn't hear Correl's explanation. Another entertainer comes and plays a violin like instrument and hard dancing begins again.] [Kiet startled gets off the table and looks up at Raban who seems glad to see Kiet safe.] [Meanwhile outside the east wall in the black darkness of the night Fremea runs through possible solutions to her mortal wound. She knows damage wise its not bad. But the poison is fast acting a highly potent and deadly one. It seems to have decreased her entire strength by half in just a couple of seconds. Clearly she wouldn't have time to fly back to even the nearest guard tower. She considers transmutating into a rock and hoping to be found later. Maybe that was Corona who killed the creature? He could tell Z'leyra where she is. But even a fast spell like that could fail and she would surely die. Then her past catches up to her and she recalls something. A word escapes her dry mouth and she reaches back to the wound where her armor, bag and weapons are. Then her strength ebbs and her hand falls away. She blacks out and time seems to slow down mentally. Time seems to pass and she isn't sure if its seconds or hours. Her strength is still weak but she feels it no longer lowering. She knows her wound is light but it is in the middle of her back between her wings. A hard to reach spot. She looks over at the black body of the small one foot creature. She raises her head and coughs. Something changed or helped her or it was a miracle of the gods. She sits up and kicks the creature with her foot. Such a deadly creature for a small one. She then notices Corona is sitting nearby staring. He gives a slight croak of acknowledgement. Fremea stands but her knees buckle from the strength drain. After three attempts she stands and lifts off with what little strength that seems to remain in her. She notices Corona grab the dead creature and fly behind her. Fremea flies over the wall and toward the lighted field of the party. Every 20 feet or so she bobs or lowers as she pushes her strength to keep in the air.] [After what seems like forever she reaches the perimeter of the open field and lands. She notices two guards passing her with a large black snake and tries to call for them but they seem to be too locked on the snake to hear her. Corona drops the creature near Fremea and flies toward Z'leyra. Corona warns her about Fremea and Z'leyra, Ben'dar, Chion, Unali, Arawn and lastly Raban rush to the weak Faerry. Zhou sees this suddenly departure and brings Kee carrying a torch. As the party continues the group gets to Fremea and sees her flushed face. Z'leyra leans down to check her back and finds a small wound but easily treatable. But Fremea reports she has been poisoned but it seems to be cured. She is still greatly weak though. Z'leyra knows her satchel is back at the tavern. Kee offers to fetch the satchel and her healing kits. But Z'leyra seems to ignore his request showing a bit of distrust for Kee it seems. But he doesn't show no response to it. Without bandages and other aids she decides to magically heal the wound. Feeling a bit weird without her depeednet healing materials. Z'leyra places her hand on Fremea and casts the spell to heal. The wound completely heals up and heals. Showing no sign of physical damage.] [Zhou, Correl and a couple guards examined the burnt lizard like creature and Zhou speaks softly to Correl. Then he approaches Fremea. Kee translates for the party.] Zhou: "The creature looks to be a Dirasa. A very nasty creature. They seem to know the whereabouts of sidh from long distances and seek them out to destroy them. Its amazing that your still alive. correl tells me the poison is a fast immediate one. His wound must've not been a poisoned one. You are indeed a lucky person." [He bows and frowns.] "I am sorry to have asked you to search the grounds. If I knew this would have happened I'd not have asked you to do so. I am sorry for that." Correl: "If your alive the poison must've not touched you. I hear it can kill most in a minute or two at most. This is the first I've seen one up close. You look flushed though are you sure it didn't poison you?" [As the party progresses the group rejoins the party. By 9pm many start to leave either to the citadel tavern or the village inns. By 10pm the food is cleared and only drinks remain. By 10:30pm the party is down to only a dozen or so couples talking in clumps. Caladan has already gone to bed eager to visit the bed he hasn't had for the last few months. Arawn roams around the citadel and village but finds it closes up early. Shops and homes are dark as the village sleeps early. Arawn only finds a dozen or so people on the streets or dark areas of the village. The only place that seems to be open is a tavern where lumberjacks are drinking. By 11pm the dance party is virtually over as entertainers and dancers leave to go to bed. Ben'dar finds the short party depressing. Not quite like his homeland where a party could be all night. These weak civilized people don't last long!] GM: As I didn't get actions on what is done after the party aside from Arawn "roaming" around, we'll move on. [Eventually the party finds beds. Arawn is allowed into the manor house and is shown to his room. Arawn is eager to explore but knows that guards are everywhere and likely security wards. Tempting though it is Arawn finds his room comfortable. The manor house is quiet as is the citadel tavern. That night nothing else comes about but quiet sleep.] --------------------------------------- [Marqi 30, 1633TH. 1st Day of Adventure #4. Location: High Elder's Domain, Dark Lands, North-East corner of continent, center of Dark Lands.] [Time: 6am.] [The next morning finds the party alerted to a breakfast at the tavern which holds a good number of people. Arawn is invited to join the party as well at the tavern. The night was uneventful and resting for many in the party.] Actions? Comments? Next update...Monday... GM: Arawn - So don't want to give him your Cern. or Morrigan tongues or even Neutral? As to your emailed actions. Not much to go on there per se. As to roaming the intrigue would be found at the party not in the darkness alone. :< GM: Schedule - Currently - 6:00am Today - Wedding 8am Today - Wedding Celebration - 10am Today - High Elder Audience - around noon GM: All right. If you guys want to do anything for the morning two hours. Well almost 2 hours (time to dress and get seated). Let me know. If you don't want to do anything in particular let me know that as well "do nothing.". I figure the only one might be busy is Raban if he wishes to play at the wedding some songs, so practice time. Monday I'll go ahead and start and end the wedding. So We'll jump to past 8am. I may go ahead and move up the post-celebration feast. If so you guys can plan time events from 8-10am and really 8-noon. At noon the meeting with the High Elder will go on. If no one has serious "play around town" actions that takes time we could do the audience update next friday. Short update but ran out of time on this one. You can still react to actions for the night but with the village closing up its a bit limited.