"Do not worry, Mrtlindr. The trade paths are not too frequented this time of year. In fact, the reasoning behind that is part of the reason we are on this mission."
She turns and leaves, expecting the rest of the troop to follow her. As they travel, she explains the situation as soon as they are away from the Animas settlement.
"These lands belong to the Animas, by ancient treaties no race would dare cross. They are not simply ours by law; the land is our sacred entitlement. It would not accept other caretakers without our blessing."
"While the Animas people have no immediate need for coinage, it is useful in our relations with other races. They also offer goods that most of our tradesmen do not care to produce for a variety or reasons, like many forms of silk and cloth. Thus we have our exports as well."
"In this region, there is a wealth of Angel's Hair truffle--which I'm sure you know are highly coveted by many. The Boar people have always coaxed fungus from the earth, but here they do not even have the need. They simply harvest what is theirs by right--all of ours."
"The other locals also covet the truffle, less for its culinary wonders and more for the human coin it brings. The Council has declared that the Boar People have first right, as it is their ancient food and providence from the Earth. The locals also have the right to harvest them, but if the Boar people are Gathering in a particular area, they have that right."
"It is all too convient that they claim the Boar's have been painted--which means they are marching to war. Particularly since the area they have been spotted in holds some of the richest nodes in the region."
"We must investigate the claims of the settlement and find the truth behind them. Even the most ferocious of Animas do not declare war on mere whim; if they have, I fear the cause."
Yyrees stops in her movement and looks at the entire party very seriously. "Violence is not to be our first course. Investigation and silent observation is the first step and then Dialogue if necessary. These Boar Tribes are old and set in their ways and do not appreciate even the Council in their midst. Caution is our course. Anything but could throw not only my people into chaos, but the surrounding kingdoms as well."
She turns without awaiting their reaction and continues walking. "We break from the trade path here. It is the rest of the day's journey by your feet and we shall arrive at the ruins around dusk."
She turns and leaves, expecting the rest of the troop to follow her. As they travel, she explains the situation as soon as they are away from the Animas settlement.
"These lands belong to the Animas, by ancient treaties no race would dare cross. They are not simply ours by law; the land is our sacred entitlement. It would not accept other caretakers without our blessing."
"While the Animas people have no immediate need for coinage, it is useful in our relations with other races. They also offer goods that most of our tradesmen do not care to produce for a variety or reasons, like many forms of silk and cloth. Thus we have our exports as well."
"In this region, there is a wealth of Angel's Hair truffle--which I'm sure you know are highly coveted by many. The Boar people have always coaxed fungus from the earth, but here they do not even have the need. They simply harvest what is theirs by right--all of ours."
"The other locals also covet the truffle, less for its culinary wonders and more for the human coin it brings. The Council has declared that the Boar People have first right, as it is their ancient food and providence from the Earth. The locals also have the right to harvest them, but if the Boar people are Gathering in a particular area, they have that right."
"It is all too convient that they claim the Boar's have been painted--which means they are marching to war. Particularly since the area they have been spotted in holds some of the richest nodes in the region."
"We must investigate the claims of the settlement and find the truth behind them. Even the most ferocious of Animas do not declare war on mere whim; if they have, I fear the cause."
Yyrees stops in her movement and looks at the entire party very seriously. "Violence is not to be our first course. Investigation and silent observation is the first step and then Dialogue if necessary. These Boar Tribes are old and set in their ways and do not appreciate even the Council in their midst. Caution is our course. Anything but could throw not only my people into chaos, but the surrounding kingdoms as well."
She turns without awaiting their reaction and continues walking. "We break from the trade path here. It is the rest of the day's journey by your feet and we shall arrive at the ruins around dusk."
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The Waves of Blood--Boar's Blood
16/12/2009 10:02:54 PM
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"Interesting,"
17/12/2009 12:46:59 AM
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Yyrees turns as Zrstlagd leaves...
17/12/2009 04:08:52 AM
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Nerritt laughs boldly as the plants grab him.
17/12/2009 04:33:22 AM
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Yyrees narrows her eyes.
17/12/2009 04:47:51 AM
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Mrtlindr exits the inn, and tenses immediately
17/12/2009 05:08:09 AM
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"I just asked him that myself"
17/12/2009 05:31:05 AM
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"I'm known in my lands as Nerritt,"
17/12/2009 01:23:06 PM
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Yyrees looks intently at Nerritt.
17/12/2009 02:25:26 PM
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Zrstlagd, realizing trouble may come sooner than he expected, pauses his attunement...
17/12/2009 01:34:24 AM
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"The thing is cursed"
17/12/2009 08:20:48 AM
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//OOC: really, people, if you're going to join mid thread can you make SENSE?
17/12/2009 02:22:04 PM
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//OOC: I thought you had an amulet, where's this axe coming from? *NM*
17/12/2009 04:15:12 PM
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//OOC: Yes, but it's not a relic of some sort
17/12/2009 04:19:22 PM
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//OOC: Give me a bit
17/12/2009 04:34:51 PM
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This is a continuation of The Waves of Blood thread below.
17/12/2009 04:42:39 PM
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Hahaha
17/12/2009 03:20:42 PM
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"My Pardon"
17/12/2009 04:33:11 PM
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"You're not going anywhere. Not until I find out how the hell you got in (OOC--Continue Here)
17/12/2009 04:41:02 PM
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"Perhaps the omens led me to the right place after all"
17/12/2009 05:20:00 PM
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Yyrees waves her hand and the plants release both men.
17/12/2009 05:34:46 PM
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"I shall accompany you"
17/12/2009 06:02:36 PM
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OoC: Fondness for gems?
17/12/2009 06:06:57 PM
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OoC: Yes, I noticed, but that was my rapid summary of events
17/12/2009 06:18:41 PM
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"this is certainly an odd situation eh dwarf?"
17/12/2009 09:55:44 PM
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Drago bows to the two new members
21/12/2009 03:52:35 AM
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"Immediately"
21/12/2009 05:38:38 AM
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Drago is plodding along
21/12/2009 09:57:06 PM
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Nerritt walks with the party, keeping mostly to himself,
22/12/2009 08:10:46 PM
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(OOC--Just as a note, Drago is the human, Napolean's character is the dwarf)) *NM*
22/12/2009 08:41:33 PM
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OOC
08/01/2010 03:52:53 AM
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*shrug* I've come to the conclusion no one cares to continue
08/01/2010 04:39:12 AM
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And.... done.
08/01/2010 05:49:57 PM
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Drago is unimpressed with the display of magic
08/01/2010 09:56:49 PM
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Mrtlindr rolls her eyes.
09/01/2010 07:29:45 AM
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"I do have flint and steel"
09/01/2010 12:51:43 PM
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Zrstlagd ignores the newcomer, intrigued by the ruins on the wall.
09/01/2010 10:49:24 PM
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"Only what I have told Chaid."
11/01/2010 06:26:07 AM
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"A story you say?"
11/01/2010 10:03:32 PM
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Mtrlindr listens to the story, smiling widely the whole time.
12/01/2010 02:20:49 AM
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Zrstlagd gives Mtrlindr a sidelong glance, figuring he should get some enjoyment out of the man, too
12/01/2010 02:58:53 AM
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"Well to answer your queston
12/01/2010 04:23:10 AM
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An arrow flies out of the air and narrowly misses Draco
12/01/2010 05:24:57 AM
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Disturbed by the others, Caid quietly examines some of the markings on the ruins
12/01/2010 02:31:51 PM
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OOC--I did all that storytelling and you hardly acknowledge it?
12/01/2010 02:56:43 PM
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OOC: I think you misread that
12/01/2010 04:05:43 PM
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OOC--Sorry, the tone of your character read a bit "i know better than you"
12/01/2010 04:29:19 PM
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Caid nods...
12/01/2010 04:11:26 PM
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Grul smiles that sly smile again.
12/01/2010 04:40:23 PM
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"Then let us ask her"
12/01/2010 04:55:48 PM
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Grul nods.
12/01/2010 05:27:46 PM
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Zrstlagd half-listens to the story, still interested in the ruins.
12/01/2010 09:36:19 PM
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There are footsteps in the woods.
13/01/2010 05:21:07 AM
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The half-elf pulls himself away from the ruins.
13/01/2010 03:47:40 PM
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Mtrlindr follows the group of Animas, observing with interest.
15/01/2010 03:09:29 AM
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OoC: *Pokes Celia*
23/01/2010 02:22:54 AM
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OOC--I'm waiting for y'all tomake a decision
23/01/2010 04:39:18 AM
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"If this 'talisman', or whatever it is, must be removed, let it be done.
23/01/2010 04:43:33 AM
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Drago is all for entering the dangerous temple
24/01/2010 06:00:25 AM
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Yyrees sighs, "So be it."
24/01/2010 07:20:56 PM
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So, I guess we're dead here. *NM*
01/03/2010 03:34:39 AM
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