Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex -- ----------------------------------------------------------------- FH.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Al.. Ma ...Kevin Newark..........Dorhak............Warrior.Normal/Dwarf....Ma --.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe W3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma W2.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma R4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe ...Don.Kerr..............Maelorna..........Dancer..Normal/Human....Fe ...Gilbert.Isla..........Mournath..........Sailor..Normal/Human....Ma R3 Panthera..............Pyandalgor........Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe R3.Fukishtu.Newsome......Npc...............Chief...Normal/Human....Ma R3.Lucria.Cegra..........Npc...............Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra 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 #108 sequence (file #763) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Admin Notes: None. ---------------------------------------------------------------- [Recap] From Kiet: [Re: Gear] Kiet will leave his chainmail, helm, javelins, and saddlebag. His horse too. 😉 He will bring everything else, especially his backpack and contents, and the items he keeps in his pouches. I hope this isn't a mistake. I'd hate to lose those items left behind. But it isn't the time to be ready for a big fight. It's a pleasant party time. GM: Ack. Taking a backpack in a safe village eh? Geesh. Yes fun time. No fight. Geesh. Such paranoia! Fun comments. From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions] [Febris 8th, 1635TH] [Time: 5:08 pm]"Probably overnight." replies Z'leyra..... GM: Ack. From Arawn: [Re: Actions] A fae light grew in the tropical shades of Arawn's ... "The danger is part of the fun," he said, the grin... GM: Ack. From Dorhak: [Re: Gear] The dwarf looks at the tall elf mind just... Dorhak is thinking about his possessions. One thing a mace has over an axe is a mace doesn't need to be sharpened! Dorhak will keep his armor and mace with him. Pretty much all his possessions. He wouldn't be caught dead without armor, mace or shield. GM: Ack. So you do take shield as well? Plan to bash the statue with the shield if hate it? :) From Mae: [Re: Actions] Maelorna jumps without meaning to and the dagger is... "If you need, I have little to barter with, but I can... As for her weapons, she keeps her dagger and secures her crossbow with her pack. Her jewelry she wears upon her person. GM: Ack. From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions] Z'leyra raises an eyebrow then responds "Good skills ... GM: Ack. From Mae: [Re: Actions] Maelorna smiles and nods, "As you say, it was an offer... GM: Ack. From Mae: [Re: Actions] Maelorna smiles and nods, "As you say, it was an offer... GM: Ack. From Arawn: [Re: Actions] Arawn takes in the dwarf's stare over sips of Kalya,... GM: Ack. ------------------------------------------------------------ [New Stuff] [Febris 8th, 1635TH] [Kameran Lands - a Kameran Village] [Time: 11:10 am] [Travel to Sharendon Village] Mournath and the Druid share stories of sailing. A fae light grew in the tropical shades of Arawn's sea- colored eyes, a wild grin creeping onto his face as Mournath spoke of the dangers of the deep. It seemed the sidh was not of the same mind, at least not where adventure was concerned, though he seemed respectful of the scholar's perspective. "The danger is part of the fun," Arawn said, the grin continuing to linger. "Not that I wish anyone to suffer or pass. But it's the very element of risk that makes the journey and adventure so appealing, the mystery of the unknown deep like a siren's call. With the passing of each challenge, each extreme moment bringing a rush and appreciation for life. And it's those things that make for the most interesting memories and epic stories that pass from generation to generation." Arawn gave a merry laugh, his eyes twinkling as he grounded himself. "The mysteries of the great ocean aren't for everyone. Your sense of caution is prudent and to be respected, especially when considering an invite to journey with someone who would live beneath the waves for at least a time." Arawn reached out, tracing a finger upon Mournath's bound work before picking it up with a sense of reverence. "Thank you, I would very much love to look through this. I have some of my own, though I have left them behind for the sake of a lighter load on this journey. But ask as you will during our travels and when there is time, if we continue to share a path at this mission's end, then perhaps you might find some things of interest in my works." Dorhak hears the two men talk about ships and water. He grunts at the love of these things. It may be a slight sterootype but dwarves love the earth not the water or oceans. *************** [Time: 5:08 pm] [Sharendon Village] "Probably overnight." replies Z'leyra. Taking the warm winter blankets Z'leyra will seek out the Oson to find out who best to present the blankets to, then go and present them as a present from the party. Later that night when time allows, Z'leyra finds the old lady referenced by the Oson. She is in her late 80s and for the Kameran this is very rare. Most are dead by their 70s Village life is a harsh one and with only Shamans as healers life spans slow down. The lady is the symbolic leader. As Z'leyra enters the warm lodge she recalls the lady now. Her mother had sat around the fireplace listening to stories from the lady. She was a renown cook and seamstress who did many a fine warrior's suit. All the main lodges in the area came her to design their lodge robes. The lady, Gwirth, does not recognize Z'leyra but it could be from age. She accepts the blankets and with a grin from Z'leyra, checks the seams to ensure they are a fine design. *************** [Time: 5:32 pm] [Inside Sharendon Village] Maelorna jumps without meaning to and the dagger is half out before she notices it's Lucria and she gives a sheepish smile and puts the dagger away and her smile warms up. "I would love to, wine sounds rather good about now." as she lets him lead her towards the bathhouse. ******************* [Febris 9th, 1635TH] [Kameran Lands - Sharendan Village] [Time: 1:12 am] [Sharendon Village] Lucria returns to the party with a bit of booze to his breath. He plops down to sleep. Fuk gets up and whispers. "so how did it go? Was she was worth it as she looks?" Lucria whispers back, "shut up. She has more about her than you will ever figure out." Fuk shrugs, "maybe. Maybe I'll just get some wine and meet her in some dark area." Lucria sits up in the darkness glares at Fuk. "You... Do what you want. She is her...own person." ******************* [Time: 6:08 am] Arawn offers Dorhak some wrestling training. The dwarf looks at the tall elf mind just stares for a minute. Seriously! Did he just try to tell Dorhak that he could teach him a few things about wrestling...? Maybe it will be time to show him a thing or two! How insulting! But, then, he is only an elf. They can but little else. Arawn takes in the dwarf's stare over sips of Kalya, unperturbed but the barest hint of an amused expression on his face. Whatever he was thinking he kept to himself for the time being. But if Dorhak was not willing he could respect that and only hope that the next match might offer the dwarf a chance at vindication. ******************* [Time: 1:30 pm] [Kam Village] Upon arriving at the more civilized and larger settlement, Maelorna looks a bit more relieved and relaxed as she can see the various stone buildings. If they do stop before meeting the Innkeeper, she speaks with Z'leyra. "If you need, I have little to barter with, but I can offer my skills, as I am very adept at the more hedonistic desires of men and woman. When Master Gniled had allowed it, I worked at a brothel. Though from the way I keep getting stared at, is my attire not fitting for the weather?" she asks with growing uncertainty as for the reason for their scrutiny. Z'leyra raises an eyebrow then responds. "Good skills to have, when you have married and want to keep your husband happy. While I have no objection to your massaging sore muscles I do ask that you not sell sexual favors as that would give folks an image of the party that I do not wish us to have. I think that you are being stared at is due to your being a stranger and to your beauty. You may discourage any that try to get too familiar without invitation."  "I am sure that if you stay with us long enough you will learn other skills that will help you make a livelihood without relying on how men see your beauty." Maelorna smiles and nods, "As you say, it was an offer and freely given." as she steps back, the look of pure innocence on her face as she looks about, meeting the eyes of the men who look at her, holding their gaze for a moment before continuing to look about. "Honestly from the way they are looking at me, I do not believe that would even be an issue." she muses and chuckles softly. As she reaches up to make sure her earrings are still attached, 'You stupid girl, did you honestly think I was not able to hear what you spoke about?' the voice almost bellows in her head. 'You speak about avoiding the reunion and do that which would bring about your destruction.' Behind the pair Fuk turns to Lucria and whispers, "so that who she is. No wonder she has talents." Lucria whirls around and slams a finger into Fuk's chest. "Best not to talk about her that way." Fuk frowns, "kid you have it bad." Lucria glances back to Mae walking away some distance away. "You don't know the half of it." ******************* [Time: 2:05 pm] [Kam Village] Z'leyra reunites with her brother after a decade. Z'leyra smiles and returns his hug. "I am back, both later and earlier than I wanted. Z'lart, Tiren is dead." She lets him absorb the news then asks. "Do you know where our siblings are?" Z'lart steps back aghast. "Dead? How?" He glances behind Z'leyra at the others including the impatient Fuk. A bit confused. He turns back to Z'leyra. "Z'vara is up north on a hunting trip with others. The migrations this time of year from east to west draw them for the food." Blart looks sad at the thought of Tiren. "Z'lena is at the Fortress. She has been there for some time. She is a major assest to them from what I understand." Fuk recognizes the word Z'lena and comes forward to hear the translation. "Where is this fortress?" Z'leyra explains in Marentian it is far to the east many days travel. Fuk crosses his arms and considers. "Spend time with your brother. We should leave first thing in the morning." With that he storms away. Z'leyra annoyed by Fuk's advice turns back to Z'lart. Where does the man demand orders. "Please, can we sit down and bring each other up on what has happened since Tiren and I left?" Z'lart not knowing what was just spoken smiles. "Of course. Let me-" He turns to the door and out comes two females. His smile grows. A tall woman around 5' 10 steps out with attractive features for a Kameran. To her hip a small girl probably around 6 hugs her mother. Z'lart points to the two females. "This is my wife Kalara and my precious daughter Mena. Come Mena meet your aunt." Kalara smiles, "this is your other sister?" She approaches to give Z'leyra a hug. This causes Mena to loosen up and grin and point. "Funny hat!" The small girl laughs at Z'leyra. Z'lart adds, "yes we must catch up. We have a couple hours before we reveal our statue. Oh! I'm a sculptor now. I made this statue But come this way there is a nearby park with a couple tables. So how did Tiren die? What have you been up to all these years? Your friends," he lowers his voice, "seem a bit strange are..." The questions and comments continue on for some time. ******************* [Time: 4:08 pm] [Kam Village] Z'lart realizes the time and stops talking and listening to Z'leyra. "I think we should head to the revealing." The other sculptor who Z'lart and his family stayed briefly with, Barda comes out with his wife - Linsz. Linsz notices how Arawn has been squinting and reaching for his head. "Headache?" Linsz asks. Arawn nods as the pain seem to increase by the hour. "I have a cure for you. There is a herb shop nearby that has a great natural remedy. It will surely cure you." the older woman explains. Arawn nods but knows he surely has more knowledge than any herbalist in town. But he agrees as the woman seems to be inviting and maybe the Alfar can learn a bit more on the village. Z'lart turns to Barda and his own family. "Let's go. Arawn you should have enough time to meet us. After all they can't do much without me." He laughs and begins walking escorting Z'leyra and others to the area. ******************* [Time: 4:10 pm] [Kam Village] Z'lart looks back to the group who is following. Then he looks at Z'leyra. "A bit overdressed for battle? This is only a simple statue revealing. Most of the village won't even be there. You do know most here don't even own any major weapons aside from the male warriors So you and your group with all this gear and bags seems a bit ..out of place." He shrugs and leads the party. ******************* [Time: 4:19 pm] [Kam Village] Linsz and Arawn alone travel the busy streets. He tries to learn various aspects but it seems he hears only a few words as the ringing in his ears is strong. When did it start ringing? The older lady guides him to a small shop the size of a two inn rooms. Very small. Arawn enters and the old lady talks to the man in his 50s. The man returns with a powder and some tea. "We call it Moni Nut. It's a thin powder ground out from a nut that is roasted. The tree is common in the area but not too far south." He pours the powder into the tea. "The bush forms three nuts. The first drops off black and decays. The second is a red nut that only animals seem to like. The third is the mona nut. Named after a long lost maiden. The nut eaten whole is fine but has no effect. Only when it is roasted do the benefits emerge. It has no side effects. It cures most extreme headaches." Arawn studies the man and finds nothing out of the ordinary or false hood it seems. Arawn seems to recognize something like this from Bhamotin. A tree that grows near some shore near one of their cities. It seems purely natural and safe. Arawn reaches for the mug and sniffs it. The man moves to deal with something on a shelf doing other duties and Arawn wonders about payment. Linsz explains, "he owes me. Drink up." Arawn drinks the potion and finds it like a bit of tangy at first then settles. He puts the empty mug down and waits. Nothing so far. ******************* [Time: 4:23 pm] [Kam Village] Z'lart leads the rest of the party as his daughter skips and laughs. She seems to enjoy the short one named Fremea. Fremea actually tries to chase her and have a bit of fun as well. But soon the group reaches a large field about 300 by 300 feet. It is open grass. There are a couple stone buildings on the left and right (west/east). In the south is a small wooden building that may be a lodge of some kind. The stone buildings it is unclear what they are. At the north end of the field is a two story stone structure. Z'lart explains, "that two story over there is a town meeting hall of sorts. If there are events to do inside or festivals or feasts or just an emergency they are held there. Those," he points to the stone ones on the east and west. "Are a baker and shoe shop. The baker doesn't like it there from what I hear. Complains the bread doesn't seem t come out well in a stone place compared to a wooden place." In front of the meeting hall left of stone steps is a tarp covered thing that must be the statue. There are several dozen maybe 40-50 people already around the perimeter of the field. As Z'lart said most are just wearing warm clothing and not much else in terms of gear. This definitely makes the party look out of place. Stares begin to rain down on the party. The only ones to have weapons are at this point 2 male warriors in the north west and south east corners. Probably to keep the peace but look bored. ******************* [Time: 4:28 pm] [Kam Village] Inside the shop Arawn does notice a slight difference. The throb on the top of his skull seems to ebb. Who knows maybe it works. Linsz gestures to the door, "we best move on or be late." As she gets to the door. "See you Rom the cutlings will be bought tomorrow." Arawn and Linsz step out and for the first time the brightness seems to not bother Arawn. As they walk Linsz goes on about how Z'lart is. "He is a great artist. He actually wanted to be a mine overseer. But the dust seems to affect him too much. Ironic since he deals in stone dust. I never met this Tiren fellow, but I think Z'lart felt getting into metal work like Tiren wasn't his thing..." ******************* [Time: 4:32 pm] [Kam Village] Z'lart tells the party to wait here roughly in the center of the field for the best view. He needs to go and check the statue base. By now more and more stream onto the field. But upon seeing the party with their full gear and strangeness they seem to shift to the perimeter of the field. Mae and Lucria seem to chit chat in whispers and the bot of them smile. This distracts Mae from the stares at her red hair. She understands red is not seen here but enough is enough! Fremea keeps looking around as if eyes are watching her but her dress and winter clothing hides her wings. But she twists and turns. She can't pick it up but something is off which causes the back of her neck hairs to rise. ******************* [Time: 4:38 pm] [Kam Village] Linsz directs Arawn down a side street which ends in a quiet alley between streets. Arawn does seem to indeed lose most of his headache. But the ringing has increases. ******************* [Time: 4:40 pm] [Kam Village] Z'lart claps his hands as he is joined by a tall male warrior who has to be a chief based on the large sword on his hip. "Thank you for all coming to this event." He yells out causing the din to silence. Z'lart goes on explaining the purpose of the statue to help sway the spirits to prevent less lightning damage and a great harvest season. Kiet notices that Fremea is now oddly glancing at the ground. Is she chasing bugs again? ******************* [Time: 4:42 pm] [Kam Village] "..isn't his daughter so cute." Linsz continues as she escorts the druid down the long alley. They finally turn the corner and up to the west again. Arawn notice a large set of empty crates behind one wooden building that looks like a warehouse or storage shed. ******************* [Time: 4:44 pm] [Kam Village] Z'lart grins and pulls the tarp off. This reveals a stone square based where a humanoid figure standing 6 feet tall stands. The figure has glistening yellow-gold which represent Vahagn's hair. The party figures it must be a mix of gold dust or clay? The male figure is wearing stone chainmail that glistens a bit with silver and gold. In one hand he holds a large sword. In the left hand he is holding a zig-zag dark structure that has to represent a lightning bolt. Overall the level of detail is ok for a statue but the skill is in the non stone work. How did Z'lart add in the metal, gem and other aspects to stone? Surely a simple bird could ruin it. Dorhak grunts and stares at the statue. He has seen better. But it is rather nice for a human's work. ******************* [Time: 4:45 pm] [Kam Village] Linsz tells Arawn, "it is just around this next corner." As the pair passes the crates a form appears. Something flies right at Arawn. Arawn however sees it coming and pushes Linsz to the side just as the clumped sand flies. Arawn ducks and sees a short young man. Suddenly a blade flies right for Arawn's head. Arawn does a force kick and knocks the man back. The man reels and lunges. Arawn does a side kick but the man jumps and avoids the tripping attempt. Arawn thrusts out with his fists in a martial arts slamming into the man's chest. The young man pulls a dagger out with his free hand and throws it right at Arawn. It hit impacts into Arawn's left upper arm. Arawn takes the pain and lunges. Linsz screams. The young male dodges and does a move to get behind Arawn. The sword blade is drawn up to hack off Arawn's head when from the distance males yell. Arawn uses this distraction and rolls backwards head butting the young male. Arawn whirls around just in time to see the sword dash yet again but Arawn ducks. Frustrated the young male hears running feet and shouts behind him. Arawn notices at least 4 warriors moving up the alley to help Arawn. Knowing this is probably a losing battle the young man kicks Arawn toward Linsz. Arawn tries to avoid it but hits LInsz and she tumbles to the ground. Arawn stands and helps her up and glances around not seeing the man. No. The man just left around the corner. Arawn ensures the old lady is safe and gives chase jut as the warriors come up to help. ******************* [Time: 4:46 pm] [Kam Village] Fremea feels it first. A subtle vibration. Could it be her stomach? No. She stares and sees the glass moving but there is no wind? To the south Arawn rounds the corner of the wooden lodge and sees the field where the party is. But as soon as he rounds the corner a bright flash blinds him and the ringing hits him like a stone wall. Arawn shields his heads as he bends down reeling from the breath stealing effect. He gasps and looks up to the sky. To the left the sun is about 25 degrees up in the sky. Suddenly the party feels the vibration. Then the ground lunges. Arawn sees the party only about 70 feet away. But what he is staring at is impossible. In the middle of the field is a tower? it is all black like a simple monolith of darkness. At the base it seems to be maybe 5 feet around but at top only a couple feet. At the top something flashes brightly. It blinks in the span of a heart beat then another. As if a lighthouse. But what is a lighthouse doing here? No, wait. How could he not see this entering the village its only about 50 feet tall but it stands out? Arawn then remembers his quarry. He glances around for the young male. But the crowds on the perimeter is thick. Unisg his skills he does not see him at all. Not even another male aside from one male warrior holding a large sword too large to be the small blade. Plus he is dressed different. Arawn glances down just in time to see Dorhak move through the tower? What? Did he just see that? Fremea begins to yell out just as Mae sways and almost falls. Fuk notices the rumble and yells. "Earthquake!" Arawn sees the tower sway. He must warn them before it falls and kills many people. He begins to move but the words are slow as he gasps for air. The earthquake jolts the full field a half foot. This causes the party to sway and fall as well as others along the same area. Suddenly the ground around the party begins to shatter and fissures form. Fremea notices Z'lart's daughter almost running right for one yelling for her mother who is to the far west end of the field. Fremea knows this is not wise but if the kid falls it could kill her. Z'lart would not forgive this. The stone from buildings start to break and crack. Fremea removes her dress and flies toward the young girl ensuring that her bag is still on her belt. The fissures expand by 4 then 8 feet in the span of 2 seconds. Arawn reaches the field and begins to scream for Mournath to move that the tower is about to fall. But Mournath looks up to see nothing there? Arawn's ears ring so loud it forces him to his knees. The quake now in full mode causes the villagers to disperse and run. Fremea reaches the girl and flies her toward her mother and turns to help others. But as the Faerry turns the entire ground around the party slopes and falls as if in a giant sink hole. She stares in horror as the party fall down into the ground along with some other villagers. Fremea flies to help Dorhak who tumbles back into a large section of dirt. But as she reaches within a few feet a large flash. Thunder. That was thunder right? Then darkness takes the party. Actions? Comments? Next Update.. Monday?? GM: A bit late but I can only do what I can do. Saturday I had 8 hours to do it. I wanted to finish it and get it out that night. Then do another update Wednesday. For two updates. But things got in the way and that was that. I only had less than an hour to work. Monday I was working for 3.5 hours and then I finally got old and recap done. Recap is adding all the text you guys posted to the update before I can actually do NEW stuff. So it was 10:30-. I was fading mentally since had worked for at this point around 14 hours. I tried for 10:30 to 3am bed time but nope. So I finished today. Sadly this means no update Wednesday. I may try Saturday again. But if not then Monday. But will try to at least do prep work Saturday. Tues/Wed was going to be busy days (taxes, etc) so I knew I wanted to finish by Saturday but oh well. I tried. So next update Saturday/Monday if all goes well. See guys I told you party had no fight. I just hope gear survives the damage. A good reason not to take all gear with you at times. :) See paranoia makes one to gear up for a fight. But in this case it might backfire. :) You've been warned. So who will survive? Will the statue crush Z'lart? Will Arawn die from his wound? Will Mae survive the smell of falling upon Dorhak? Stay tuned! To clarify the darkness is lost of control maybe unconsciousness. Everyone including Fremea. Another reason to stop now is old pc (this one) is messing up. Causing a tone when I do a windows command prompt (yeah yeah I still like Dos and go faster using file editors). Also the fan is acting up more as it continues to die. I gotta get this old pc fixed. Another reason for delay was lot of behind scenes stuff going on (2 major sub threads). Lot of emails and such. If haven't posted gear stuff as to what you take or in this case hope not to damage? Let me know. I was going to close it but you have till Friday night. :) I'm a swell GM: Now to see which gear is lost and ruined? :) GM: Z'lart's speech with Z at park. I will assume all can hear/translate. If you do not want to be there then that's fine. GM: Any old spells should be done and over by now. I need to do major updates to mana reports soon. GM: Necklace Use [Reminder to myself] Feb 7 - Fuk -Kameran Feb 8+- ????