Ashira Thursday January 2nd, 2003 9:18:43 AM
Ashira too, has been quiet. She doesn't give much advise right away and desires only to be held by Rigging (alone). She doesn't offer any explanation, either, but thoughts go thru her head about this life she's chosen. Death and marriage were not things she thought about much in the not so distant past. But now, the second has been embraced and the first keeps searching her out. Will she have the one and not the other or will both come to pass? As she searches for the inner strength she once was so confident in, she draws upon Riggings strength to see her thru.
Home Again, Home Again (DM Donna) Thursday January 2nd, 2003 1:11:33 PM
Several days after the hammership so handily beat the Pride of Ga'al, the following occurs:
Niner (the ship's wizard/navigator)--after having perused the few charts and papers that the crew snagged from the sinking sloop--determines that the evil priests aboard the ship were obviously escorting heartseeds to one of the newly-accessible heathen territories of The Wold (most likely Izen) in a bid to recruit converts from amongst the people to the east.
The ship's cleric suspects that Bulldog obviously will not be able to return to the life of a sea-going Pirate of Jack for a very, very long time, unfortunately.
Captain Hawley announces to the crew his intentions to promote all the Wild Cards of the Sword of the Sea up by one rank each. All of the crew of the hammership are very proud of the half-elf's words of praise...especially when the captain points out that only three of the Pirates were lost in the boarding action upon the Pride of Ga'al.
"An' last--but by NO means least--" Hawley concludes, "Niner has informed me that we'll make Ayorsa Island by sunset tomorrow!" All hands cheer and go back to their duties with a spring in their step that can only come from the knowledge that they will soon see their home port.
"You lot..." the weather-beaten half-elf addresses the party, "...I gots to admit--you done me proud. I hope you all decided as to how you're gonna go with that potion..? 'Tis awful important to the cause, y'know. You all should be of like mind when the Jack calls you before 'im tomorrow."
Rigging Thursday January 2nd, 2003 7:52:09 PM
Rigging can sense that Ashira's near brush with death is disturbing her. He leads her down to their cabin and lays down with her in his arms on their bunk.
He whispers, "Beloved, I can see that your heart is heavy. Mine is as well. I almost lost you and you are my light. I am torn between conflicting emotions. One side of me wants to quit this struggle and take you away to somewhere safe. Somewhere where when can have a home and raise children and find peace. Then my other side realizes that this place doesn't exist yet. We can never find peace while Ga'al stretches forth his evil hand to enslave this world. We could never truly be peaceful knowing that some day a priest of Ga'al might grab one of our kids and press a heartseed to their chest. So I am will to fight and risk dying. Dying isn't scary to me but being separated from you terrifies me. I am willing to risk even this for the dream of that home and children with you."
Rigging then rolls over and hugs her tightly. "I love you. Let me show you my love." He then massages her strong body trying to relax her and proceeds to make gentle love to her.
Ari Friday January 3rd, 2003 2:22:36 AM
Cheered up by the prospect of hitting port, Ari decides to bring his presents out. Approaching Rigging he pulls out a box and shows it off. "We needed a strongbox for storing the crown in and I've had time to make it. Here is the key that will hold this in place." Giving both items over to Rigging, Ari shows him the workings of the box and key.
Once that is done, Ari asks Rigging to get Ashira to come over to them and then pulls out two sheathed daggers. "I wanted there to be something to mark the special occasion of your marriage together. So I've made these as we've traveled, and as I've had time. I'm not sure if these are the right kind of presents to give a couple. But I felt it was somehow appropriate." Handing the daggers over to the couple, Ari points out, "I hope that someday these daggers might help you to find each other if you are separated and that they will keep you protected as if your spouse was here." Looking at the daggers you can see that they are finely crafted ceremonial daggers. On the handle of one is the likeness of Rigging, and on the other is the likeness of Ashira. "Should you be separate, I hope these images will also give you hope to find each other!"
Ari Friday January 3rd, 2003 2:23:19 AM
ooc Check with Donna how these should be recorded on the character sheet. I'm assuming that there would be an artist mark on them also. :)
Valanthe Friday January 3rd, 2003 5:21:22 AM
Val is delighted to be docking soon but not as happy as everybody else. To her this is just another port. If she gets some shore leave maybe she can find a good spot to relax.
You Don't Know Jack (DM Donna) Friday January 3rd, 2003 8:08:42 AM
Finally, the familiar sight of Ayorsa Island comes into view. The Sword of the Sea makes for the nearest harbor, pulling into dock alongside another ship--a sleek-looking schooner by the name of the Coppersworth. The captain dispatches a report and spends a few hours with the harbormaster, scheduling some repairs for the hammership.
"All Wild Cards on deck..!" comes the hollered announcement. Once the party assembles topside, Hawley addresses you:
"Aye, you done me proud an' now the Jack hisself wants to hear from you. See on the shore, there?" He points out towards an area just beyond the docks proper, where a rather nice carriage pulled by four black horses is parked. "The Jack sent his private rig for to fetch you all to him. Step lively an' keep sharp--and good luck on your audience with 'im!"
The carriage is very comfortable and holds all of you easily. The two people accompanying the conveyence are also dressed in matching black outfits--nice quality but not overly showy. One drives the carriage while the other acts as the footman for the coach.
Once the party is settled into the carriage, the trip in it is quick but pleasant. You see the streets of the port city, and (as it's mid-morning or so now) the place is lively with the day's business. Peddlars of all types hawks wares that range from costume jewelry to rugs to prepared food and drink.
The carriage winds its way up a wide cobblestoned road that leads to a very large (dare I say "palatial"?) mansion, halting in front of a pair of large, ornately-carved and gilded doors. The footman jumps down and opens the door to the coach.
"This way, ladies and gents," the servant says with a gesture, "Ye're expected...just go on in an' the Maja-Domo will announce ye to th' Jack."
Following the directions of the footman finds the party ushered through a wide, sumptuously-appointed hall and into a large ballroom-like chamber, at one end of which is a huge, fancy throne. On the throne is the man once referred to as "King Black", but is now referred to as "The Jack"...the ultimate authority over all the Pirates of Jack.
The Jack looked rather pensive when the Major-domo opened the door to the room, but when you are announced, his countenance brightens considerably and he actually jumps to his feet and meets you halfway into the room.
"Harrrr! 'Tis glad I am t'see ya, an' that be a fact!" he says, pulling at the ruffled cravat that is tied around his neck. "I could do with a break from th' pomp an' circumstance of 'official court life'..." Indeed, the Jack looks rather like a stiff bird of paradise--very fancy and colorful in ruffles and brocade.
"So, pull no punches, me hearties--" he says firmly, "--tell me exactly what happened...and how yer mission went. What discoveries have ye made for the Pirates of Jack..?"
Rigging Friday January 3rd, 2003 10:18:27 AM
Rigging is truly touched by the presents that Ari made for them. He places the crown in the box and looks with wonder at the daggers. A tear stands in his eye as he turns his dagger over in his hands inspecting it. "Ari this is wonderful. Thank-you. You have caught my beloved's beauty and strength in this carving."
He puts a hand around his wife's waist and gives her a hug. "See with friends and family who care and love us, how can we lose?"
Rigging will put the key of the crown's stong box on his silver necklace.
When the summons comes, Rigging will grab the crown in its new box and climb into the carriage. As they ride in, he will become concerned with what he is seeing. He murmurs to Ashira, "Seems that the Pirates are getting a little soft. We should be building ships, not palaces."
When they are presented to the Jack, Rigging will make a stiff bow and straighten with a smile. "Jack, we have much to discuss and joyous news to tell you. Momentous things have happened since we have last seen each other. First let me introduce you to my companions." He will give everyones name and with a flourish intoduces Ashira as his wife. (OOC not sure if everyone was with us for the first meeting, so just covering the bases.) Rigging looks around and asks, "Not to be indiscreet, but some of the information is sensitive. Do you wish us to discuss it here in open court or would more protected quarters make sense?
After The Jack has either told Rigging to continue the discussion or moved to another location, Rigging will continue his narrative. He will describe the finding of the Nautacolous and the Wayfinder and their abilities. He will describe the group's meeting with the Gold Dragons and the battle of the gods to the best of his ability.
Rigging will tell of the finding of the old capital city, fighting the mechanicals, and freeing the lost spirits from their curse. He will mention the piles of gold with the contact poison and mention, "If we can counteract the poison, then we could use the money to build a fleet of ships. Even if we can't free the gold from its taint, the isle is the perfect place to stage from and place a free colony for refugees."
"Finally my Jack, I have saved the best news for last. Alemi himself has blessed us. He has given us a cure for the heartseed." Rigging will go on to tell about Father Farkus and The Temple of Alemi. He will explain about the magical waters and how they cured both Ari and Redux. He will explain about questing for the Faybelle bottle in the old emperor's vaults, to save the blessed holy water. "Jack we have 10 cures for the heartseed. Now we have to find worthy subjects to cure that can help our cause of freeing everyone from Ga'al's vile taint."
Appolo Friday January 3rd, 2003 12:35:36 PM
Appolo spends most of the voyage doing odd jobs and pointedly keeping himself busy and out of the way.
When the Captain calls them together and informs them when they will be arriving at Ayorsa Island, Appolo decides to give Valanthe her gift, before they arrive. He finds Valanthe and hands her a gift wrapped box. When she opens it she will find a necklace made of beautifully crafted platinum and a Silver Dragon scale with an inscription written in elven.
He leans close to her and with a loving smile quietly tells her what the inscription says. "To Sunshine - May You Shine Forever. Love Appolo." He also informs her of its magical properties. Then waits for a response.
In the morning when they leave to meet the Jack, Appolo makes sure he is looking his best -- hair trimmed and nicely brushed and braided, clothes and armour clean. He decides to say nothing and keep his mouth shut.
When they enter the mansion and are introduced to the Jack, Appolo immediately recognizes him but says nothing and drifts to the rear, hanging back and trying not to be noticed.
Akerin Saturday January 4th, 2003 1:25:49 AM On the voyage from sunken ship to Ayorsa Well, it appears no rebuke or punishment was to come his way for sinking the Pride of Ga'al, so Akerin figures folks are not too angry about that, or something. He still considers his action in that regard ... not wholly wise.
He listens to Redux as he tells him of how he felt less than fully useful in the recent combat. "Redux, each of us has different gifts, and different opportunities. Sometimes things hinder us for a time. I, myself, feel the fool for having sunk the ship with my feather token that changed to a tree. It might have been added to our fleet, to give us a greater edge against the minions of the god who usurps the will of a whole people." After speaking with a serious mein, a wry grin appears as he asks, "On the other hand, is it terribly wrong to be able to tell the story that the 'Pride of Ga'al' is sunken to the bottom of the sea?" As he finishes helping Redux with his sight and any left over wounds, he slaps him in a comradely fashion on the shoulder. "Learn from the past, and change the future."
Concerning the dead... He spends several hours in a cabin (or, if a cabin is unavailable, on his own boat, the Tern) with the corpses of the clerics, as he had discussed with Rigging and Ashira, and as well with the ship's cleric, Thadius. The latter he invites to participate, should he choose to do so. Just before he begins, he also thinks to ask Redux if he would wish to observe or assist.
He performs meticulous dissection of the two, tracing the tendrils of the spiders, the heartseeds, to see where and how they attach to the organs and nervous system, and up in to the brain. He also seeks to learn whether the host body somehow integrates itself in any similar fashion into the symbiote. [Augmenting knowledge: physiology.]
He recalls when he first was instructed in the study of the noble races, and told that to understand the art of healing, sometimes one needs to examine the remains of the dead. He found the notion repulsive, contrary to how he had been raised. The dead are to be treated with respect, and their bodies with honor. He still feels ambivalence. He does strive to respect the shell of the departed soul. Yet he also counts the value of what he has learned to cure the ills of the living, that their lives may be fuller, and longer.
Unless Thadius or the captain request an alternative, when done, he fully wraps the bodies, and sends them on their way into the sea, with no approval of their choice (or non-choice?) in life to follow Ga'al, but honoring them nonetheless as worthy opponents. As their bodies disappear beneath the waves, Akerin shudders to think what might have happened had their plan to heartseed others not been thwarted.
And other miscellany He wishes that Bart or Appolo had taken the time to talk with him a bit when given the opportunity after things settled down. He still seeks out their company a few times, just wanting to get to know them better, along with his other mates.
Amidst taking care of loose ends, making sure that the Wild Cards and crew are fully mended, Akerin is seen examining and carving some rods of wood. He talks briefly with Niner and Thadius, asking either what experience, if any, they might have in crafting various magical or holy items. For a couple days he esconces himself on the Tern. Then for a pair of days he works hard with the crew, performing what tasks need doing. This schedule he keeps until the ship comes to dock.
To Ayorsa Just before the Sword of the Sea docks, he boards the Tern to navigate it safely in, as well. He asks that the bottom be checked for integrity, and asks after the cost of knocking any barnacles or other unwanted guests off the hull.
With The Jack Akerin gives The Jack the sort of bow he learned as a fighting monk in his youth when Rigging introduces him. He marvels at von Palin's recounting of past events.
When Rigging finishes, he takes one step forward. "If I may, and this is likely knowledge already passed on to you, sir. The hold of the Pride of Ga'al contained many boxes full of heartseeds. I asked one of our opponents if they planned to seed a continent. Niner surmises their now sunken ship had been headed toward Izen in a bid to recruit converts among the people to the east.
"Perhaps we might send emissaries to those same people, warning them of the ways of Ga'al, of their, for the moment, thwarted plot against their very souls, while promoting the ways of the blessed Alemi, and His good and heavenly associates. Perhaps Aisildur will attempt another such outreach. We cannot let their target go unwarned." He pauses a moment. "I myself can give them graphic descriptions of the cursed heartseed's tendrils threading through a body."
Bart Saturday January 4th, 2003 2:22:06 AM
When Black welcomes them, Bart greets him back, saying, "Thanks Black - or do we have to say Jack now...? We had a pleasant voyage. I'm sure Rigging will tell all the discoveries we made."
While Rigging tells his story Bart adds some comment here and then, giving some more details when he thinks they are needed, especially the battle with the constructs, what the pulverizers and hammerers looked like and of course how their ally, the metal man Dain, helped them in the fight.
Valanthe Sunday January 5th, 2003 9:38:52 PM
(OOC this is my working weekend and it has been especially brutal)
Valanthe recovers from her blindness in quiet contemplation. The young elven woman wonders about her future and what path she may take. She is rather uncertain about a great many things. Most of all, herself.
When they meet the Jack Val will give a polite bow and keep quiet. She isn't a leader and is ill suited for such a position.
Appolo's gift comes as a complete surprise. She gets a little emotional and her eyes tear up. "Oh Appolo it's beautiful," she says as her face lights up. Val turns around and pulls her long hair over one shoulder so Appolo can put it on her.
After the necklace hangs around her neck she turns around and gives Appolo a kiss. "Just remember that I'm a big girl and can take care of myself." Valanthe sits close and rests her head on Appolo's shoulder and gazes at the ocean.
Todd Sunday January 5th, 2003 10:14:16 PM
ooc. What's the deadline over the weekend? I've always been under the impression that we have till Mon morn some time?! :) I usually like to come in Sun even. to do it. :)
Ari Sunday January 5th, 2003 10:21:38 PM
Glad that he could give something to his family, Ari is happy for the praises.
When the group gets the summons to the Jack Ari goes and gets his attending court clothes. Thinking of the Black's court Ari travels down memory lane remember about the year he spent in another court.
When Rigging's story comes around about the god wars Ari wonders whether the family should consider trying to set up merchant house or not. He wonders whether the borders of Aisildur will have to open up more and what things the Aisildurians can offer the other peoples. Ari briefly wonders about the lack of the story of the crown.
Ashira Sunday January 5th, 2003 11:42:02 PM
Ashira remains quiet as Rigging and Akerin bear the brunt of telling the adventures. She remains contemplative, as in fact, she has been for the past few days. She rubs the slight scar on her throat. A blow from the priest of Ga'al that by all rights should have killed her. Yes, death has been seeking me out. But why hasn't it found me yet? I've seen better men felled by lesser blows... Alemi, I feel your hand in this...I just wish I knew what you want me to do. Ashira looks over at her new husband, tears almost welling up in her eyes. He's such a good man...I really don't deserve him. She looks around the room at her family and thinks of all the sorrows and joys that she's gone through with them. So much pain and so much strife. None of them deserve this life of pain. Why couldn't they have been born in more peaceful times...why...most of them are little more than adolescents. Now me...I doubt I could ever be happy settling down...even before Mother passed, I was never happy with the quiet life. Ashira smiles as she catches Valanthe cuddling with Appolo. Ahh, but those two, they deserve so much more. They should settle down and raise a family together. The half-elf chuckles as the vision of Appolo bouncing a little lad on his knee fills her head.
Shifting her weight a little as the proceedings continue, Ashira's hand brushes against the hilt of the dagger that Ari recently gave her. Her smile brightens further. She realizes that she has been so consumed with her thoughts of the fragility of life that she has not yet thanked the young man for his beautiful gift yet. Such a sensitive a caring young soul...hopefully one day he can throw off the way of the warrior and find someone to settle down with.
Realizing that she has drifted off into nostalgia, Ashira tries to refocus her mind on the conference with Jack. She tries to determine if any important details have been left out by Rigging and Akerin, but fails to remember any, and remains silent.
OOC Sorry folks, I've been on vacation in AZ since Christmas, and haven't had a internet connection for the past week and a half. Glad to be back!
Appolo Monday January 6th, 2003 12:20:02 AM
Appolo smiles. "I know that, and besides, you're not all that big, anyway. Besides, as long as I live, I will always protect you to the best of my ability," he tells Valanthe as he puts the necklace around her neck.
Redux Monday January 6th, 2003 1:21:04 AM
Redux, in his finer robe, stands before King Black with the rest of the family. He listens approvingly of the accounts given by the others. They have recounted the strengths and successes of the last few months (has it been that long?) and remembers, for no particular reason of how much webbing would fit into this room (purely for research purposes, he reminds himself). These events have never been his favorites, though, they have been known to advance or take away from one's career. It doesn't help his thoughts when Talon comments about the Jack's dress being very unnatural for any bird. As Akerin speaks, he recalls the autopsies of the clerics; much too messy, but very valuable.
At his turn to speak, Redux can only add that each of them has had opportunities to show great heroism and other times where the opportunity slipped by. You can be proud at how your wildcards have upheld the honor of the Jacks.
A Call to Council (DM Donna) Monday January 6th, 2003 6:55:48 AM
The regaling of the recent adventures of your party does, indeed, take place in a nearby but infinitely more private audience chamber. The Jack is quiet for a while, digesting all the input that the Wild Cards of the Sword of the Sea give him. The information about the destination of the Pride of Ga'al as well as the stated intentions of the cleric cadre do not appear to surprise the beefy man in the least, nor does the description of how heartseeds literally dig into their hosts.
Rigging's description of Isildur and the party's adventure there produces a rather curious expression on the Jack's face, but Rigging's subsequent revelation about the curative potion sweeps away anything the older man might have thought to ask.
"A potion that can destroy a living heartseed..?" echoes the Jack incredulously, his broad face suddenly grinning from ear to ear. "Aye, laddie, if this is so, then the possibilities of such a brew--they fair swamp the mind, now, don't they?" The Jack begins to pace back and forth, then he bellows at the top of his lungs:
"Rushcant! Rushcant, get yer carcass in here!!!" roars the ultimate leader of the Pirates of Jack. Immediately one of the doors into the room bursts open and into the audience chamber runs a thin half-elven woman dressed in worn wizard robes.
"Rushcant, me good right arm," the Jack says to the woman, "Summon up the Council of Kings--we got mighty important business t'discuss, an' I don't care what else any of 'em may be doin' at the moment!"
"Aye, my Jack." Rushcant replies with a bow.
"An' see that these Wild Cards get put up in this here place somewheres." the Jack adds. "I also need for ye to have some guards fetch a bottle of brew that is to be put in that brand-new, fancy-dancy 'curitee room' ye had 'em build."
"Go now, me hearties!" the Jack dismisses the lot of you with a smile and a wave. "Give over that potion to nobody but Rushcant and the guard...'tis far too precious to be laying about unguarded. Now I gots to ponder th'possibilities an' get ready to discuss this in Council..." Muttering to himself, the Jack strides across the chamber and exits out of the room, chuckling.
"Well...I'd say that you must have made his day with your news, then," Rushcant remarks to you all, "I'd been drilling him on protocol for almost a month, and he's gone and forgotten almost all of it in the space of time it took to speak with you." The half-elf turns to look you all over rather critically, but the smile that crosses her own tanned face reaches the depths of her hazel eyes.
"I'm Rushcant," she introduces herself, "I am Chief Advisor to the Jack--I used to be his first mate when we sailed the Rapier. Follow me, please--I must make arrangements for you to turn over that bottle to us." She leads the way to the door through which she entered the audience chamber. "If you have any questions, I'll be happy to try to answer them..."
Rigging Monday January 6th, 2003 10:44:04 AM
A look of concern crosses over Rigging's face and he goes momentarly pale. With a quick look at Val, he speaks up, "Rushcant, no disrespect intended but...", he pauses and grins, "It is amazing what a troublesome word 'but' is." He pauses again and says, "I can only speak for myself in this matter but I do believe I speak for the rest of the wildcards. Alemi didn't give us a potion that can be recreated. He gave my family and the Sword of the Sea's wildcards a blessing that can only be used 10 times. He gave us the responsibility for this blessing. We will not relinquish that responsibility easily.
Rigging stops again choosing his words carefully, "We are sworn to the service of the Pirates of Jack and you have our loyalty. This blessing was put upon us by Alemi himself, who manifested himself to us. We will listen to your council and the council of your Captains but will not willingly give up the Faybelle bottle without knowing how its incredible gift intends to be used."
Rigging pauses and looks keenly into Rushcant's face. "I realize you think we are small fry in the whole big picture. For some reason we have been successful, and have received The Holy Alemi's gift. I think my family is fated to do more with this gift in helping to free the people."
Rigging will then bow low hoping he hasn't insulted his king, or--rather--the King's representative.
Akerin Monday January 6th, 2003 10:59:47 AM
"Well met, m'lady," he says to Rushcant. "My name is Akerin."
He is about to speak, but Rigging beats him to it. He nods his head in agreement with what he says, however, then adds, "The Faybelle bottle contains a liquid blessed by the very hand of Alemi, m'lord. I trust his lordship's forgiveness in this matter, but must insist that the bottle not depart from us. However, if all my companions be of like mind, I and any who wish to do likewise shall accompany the bottle.
"The Jack's worthy motive is to understand and see whether the elixir might be duplicated. Perhaps it can, perhaps it cannot. One seldom knows for sure in matters touched by the divine.
"An ancient saying has it, though, that 'The glory of the divine is to conceal a matter, and the glory of kings is to seek it out.' So I am not opposed to his lordship's design. But as a holy charge from a servant of Alemi, I, for one, cannot let this holy water undergo examination, unless I also be present. Know, too, m'lady Rushcant, that his servant told us that outside the Temple of Alemi, the virtue of the liquid would be not long preserved, except when stored within the Faybelle bottle. Every tenth part of the contents of this artifact lost means one less person who can be freed from the cursed heartspider. If there are people of skill who have the art to duplicate it, though, it would be a wonder for its effects to be multiplied. I, then, feel a burden, an obligation, to remain with Alemi's blessed waters. I also would seek Alemi's counsel and guidance in this matter."
Bart Monday January 6th, 2003 12:10:00 PM
"Aye I agree you can put the bottle in that room of yours," Bart allows, "but I will guarding it mit my life."
Appolo Monday January 6th, 2003 5:19:24 PM
Appolo says nothing and is looking for the first opprtunity to disappear somewhere and be alone with Valanthe - perhaps a nice dinner or something. He glides silently up to Valanthe and whispers in her ear, "How about you and me disappear for awhile and have a nice dinner together?"
Ashira Monday January 6th, 2003 11:10:20 PM
The half-elf takes up a position beside her new husband as he voices his refusal to give up the Feybelle to Rushcant. Her hands on her swords, Ashira's tone is none the less friendly as she addresses the Jack's right hand. "I'm afraid that my husband and the other's are correct. You see, Alemi himself gifted us with the holy waters, and guided us to the bottle. It is clear to me that Alemi wishes for us to guard and use the bottle and its holy waters. I do not wish to defy the Jack, but I would rather deny him than Alemi."
Redux Tuesday January 7th, 2003 12:45:29 AM
Addressing Rushcant, "I believe you should call back the King to sort this out unless you have a compromise in mind that will save us all from directly going against his orders. He seems to have really missed some important information about this 'brew.'
Akerin adds... Tuesday January 7th, 2003 2:34:44 AM
"Friends, if we let them examine one tenth of the contents, and they are able to make progress by that study toward coming up with a replicable solution, I think it would be more than worthwhile," Akerin says in response to Ashira. "The priest of Alemi granted us discretion over its use. It seems there would be wisdom in examining a portion of it. If any doubt my allegiance to Alemi in this matter, please speak plainly. As the proverb I cited states, it may be to the greater glory for knowledgeable and dedicated experts to examine the elixir. So, rather than bother The Jack with our concerns, which we have made clear to the Lady and Chief Advisor Rushcant, let his people have the tenth part for their explorations, and make of that what they will. The balance, though, we perhaps ought reserve for directly freeing others."
He turns to ask of Rushcant, "You have the discretion, as the trusted counselor who had the special room constructed, to work with us in this wise, I would trust?"
And evenly, he adds to the young man who is edging out, "Appolo, why are you trying to leave when something of such import is at stake?"
Valanthe Tuesday January 7th, 2003 8:40:35 AM
Valanthe is not please by the Jack's orders. She should hand it over and let them ruin everything. It would serve them right. She likes traveling with her friends but it's no suprise that the pirates of Jack are getting their butts kicked by Ga'al.
Instead of blowing up, Val just smiles and says in a polite voice. "I know that the Jack's wisdom is boundless. Why it must be greater than Alemi's to ignore the will of a god. It doesn't matter than Alemi charge us with the water. The Jack wishes it. Why I bet the Jack knows that the water only remains potent for a very short period of time outside the bottle. A few seconds at most. So I am sure that the Jack has a way to recreate this irreplaceable liquid in the few seconds it's potent. Isn't that right Rushcant?"
Valanthe (Oops) Tuesday January 7th, 2003 8:44:18 AM
OOC: I accidentaly sent the post a little to soon. This was to be added at the end.
Val gives Appolo's hand a gentle squeeze. Dinner would be nice but they could be in jail or dead. Or it might not be that bad. They could be on the run from the pirates, trying to escape with their lives.
Wh-wh-whaaaaaat..? (DM Donna) Tuesday January 7th, 2003 9:01:08 AM
Rushcant obviously finds it very hard to believe her pointed little ears--a handful of uppity Wildcards trying to tell the Jack what he can and cannot do..! She blinks for a moment, obviously struggling to find the words to say, then finally speaks:
"Listen...perhaps you don't realize what it is that you have in your Feybelle Bottle there--you possess the means to free people from the direct influence of Ga'al. You SAY that you cannot replicate the potion...but HOW can you be sure of that? Did Alemi manifest himself to you and say: 'here's a potion that works, but you absolutely cannot have more than ten doses of it, and you never, EVER will be able to replicate it.'..? Did he? Or have you all just ASSUMED that you can't copy the potion because circumstances forced you to take what you could when you could and move your butts out of the area? Have any of you even TRIED to analyze the potion at all?" Rushcant looks into everyone's faces.
"You say that Alemi gave you the potion himself," she continues, "Well, fine, then--if you all have ANY reservations about how the Jack will use it...the Jack, to whom you have all pledged loyal service to in our shared fight against the tyranny and injustice perpetrated by Ga'al and his minions, and whom legally owns everything won by his Pirates in his name...then I think you should probably seek divine advice either through magic that you can cast yourselves, or by going to a priest of Alemi and asking THEM for their input." The spare half-elf female draws herself up to her full five feet and five inches of height, then gives a short, shrill whistle.
Before the Wildcards can even blink, the party is surrounded by a couple dozen fellow Pirates of Jack...all of them are obviously specialists of some kind or another: fighters, rogues, and spellcasters. The look on each of their faces is of grim determination--they WILL enforce the edicts of the Jack, regardless of however any of the party members feel about it.
"You have one of three choices." Rushcant tells you. "I can show you the Security Room where the Jack wishes the Feybelle Bottle to be kept while he is consulting with the Three Kings...or I can escort you to the nearest priest of Alemi...or I can have you all escorted directly to the Jailhouse to await a hearing by the Jack on charges of mutiny. Which is it to be..?"
Rigging Tuesday January 7th, 2003 9:40:59 AM
Rigging sees the white knuckles of some of his companions and steps forward with his hands raised. "Everyone take it easy." He looks at the half-elf and says, "We will take up two of your options. It is time that we spoke to a priest of Alemi. Akerin and Ari, I think that you are the logical choices for that task."
Rigging looks back to Rushcant and says, "If you can have one of your loyal retainers escort my companions with a note of introduction. I am sure that would be helpful. We should see what the priesthood hierarch is saying. That might be helpful.
The rest of us would like to see the security arrangements that have been made to keep the Faybelle bottle safe."
After his two companions have gone on their task, Rigging will stride along next to Rushcant and say, "I apologize for our zeal. We have been on many hair-raising missions and almost lost our lives in securing this miracle. That is what it is, a miracle. We have looked into the face of Alemi and felt his forgiveness. If is easy to forget that others are working towards the same goals that we are. We have been so alone in our struggles, it is hard to rely on others, no matter what their motivations are or their competence."
Valanthe Tuesday January 7th, 2003 2:22:52 PM
Valanthe pulls out the bottle and holds it tightly in her hand. "There us another option. Anybody take a step and I destroy the divine water. We know what the limitations are because Alemi sent a spirit to tell us you stupid #$%&^@. Outside of the bottle this divine liquid becomes ordinary water and I don't care what any Jack says. I never wanted to be a pirate in the first place. This orginization is so screwed up. Did you ever think that perhaps the pirates can't defeat Ga'al, isn't because of Ga'al at all? Could it be that the pirates are causing themselves problems? You weren't there. You don't know what we saw and almost died to get. You have no right to say anything. The Jack is a man and no man is all wise. There is ne solid reason to believe that the Jack is right. Maybe if everybody stopped groveling and speak up when something doesn't sound right things would get better." Valanthe is pissed off and ready to carry out her threat.
Oh, Reeeeeeeally...? (DM Donna) (no, this isn't a usual type of post, but Valanthe's hasty and ill-considered action prompts me to post a hasty but supremely-DM-like countermove.) Tuesday January 7th, 2003 3:08:46 PM
Rushcant quirks an eyebrow at the determined barbarian lass...and snaps her fingers once more.
Valanthe finds that she is completely frozen in place and unable to move.
"For an elf, my dear, you are being rather shortsighted. You'd rather destroy what little you have than let the Pirates of Jack help to try to make what is there more effective..?" the wizard asks. "I could just reach out and take the bottle from you right at this moment--but I won't, because your leader has wisely chosen to seek the answer to your questions by asking the counsel of a genuine priest of Alemi. He also asks to see how secure the chamber is with his own eyes--both the choices are wise and will be fulfilled. In fact, ALL of you will come with me to our temple of Alemi, there to consult with the god of healing for your own selves." The brunette shakes her head and mutters something about hot-headed barbarians, beckoning for the party to follow her.
The Pirates that surround you part to let you follow Rushcant--but Valanthe is still paralyzed...and now levitating behind the half-elf aide to the Jack.
"This way, Wildcards," Rushcant says, "We will ALL see the priests at the temple...any way you wish to be reassured of the purity of the intentions of the Pirates of Jack on this matter will be proffered. It is up to all of you to decide for yourselves whether to believe in your own faith or not."
Akerin Tuesday January 7th, 2003 4:02:52 PM
The healer is trying to figure out why Rigging says that Alemi appeared to them in the temple. Maybe that happened before his arrival and first meeting with them. He recalls the rather ethereal image of the high priest who appeared to them, whom some thought was Alemi, but who disabused them of that notion. However, he is not yet prepared to gainsay the group's leader in front of others, so resolves to bring this up with him later, if possible.
His eyebrow raises at Valanthe's threat and hard words. As Rushcant takes action to neutralize the threat, Akerin feels a mix of relief and irritation. He recalls the ship's captain counseling them to discuss before arrival the party's intentions for the Faybelle Bottle, and further recalls that neither he himself nor anyone else, to the best of his knowledge, ever took the time to do so. And now the matter is being drawn from their own hands. He observes the members of their escort, trying to get a feel for their capabilities. He follows right next to Valanthe, likely joined there by Appolo. If it looks likely that Appolo, or anyone else, is going to try to take the artifact from Valanthe's hands, he will warn them with a stern look not to attempt such. "Let no one else touch or harm the bottle. That bottle must not break due to any foolish squabbling."
Ari Tuesday January 7th, 2003 5:11:02 PM
"What we were told was that we were being given 10 doses of a magical water that I was actually wading in when we were in the temple," Ari explains. "This magical water no longer exists because the magic faded in front of us. We were further told that the bottle was the only container that could retain the magical qualities of the water.
"Knowing we have 10 doses of a curative and knowing that there are many more than 10 deserving people out there. I know I had certain hesitations about doing anything other than using the magical water than the way it was intended. Having recently known the gods to have been at war - who am I to go against what I was told in a temple? Considering everything we saw happen that day in that temple.
"I would ask though why someone that serves towards the same purpose as we, why they would have to be so heavy handed? I admit my companion may have come across a little harshly. Seems many of my family have very rough edges." Ari smiles as the various memories come back.
"But if we follow orders blindly without taking into consideration what we know, what we have seen, and what we believe. Then are we no better now than what is happening to the rest of our people?
"Just because he's the Jack do we lose the ability to question what he thinks and does? Because if we do then we've traded masters and not improved our condition. As it seems since you've taken freedom of choice away from her."
Commenting to himself, but so that others can hear. "Seems many people in this world tend to jump to extremes without even asking." Ari shakes his head in the negative as he says this.
"IF we were enemies I would understand more, but...."
The entire time he's talking he's showing his hands out in the open with no hostility in his face.
Appolo Tuesday January 7th, 2003 7:01:45 PM
Appolo reaches out and quickly takes the bottle. "Here, you can have this, better take it to the secure room first. Then we can can go to the temple, although I don't know why. As already stated there's only ten shots in the bottle anyways. It isn't worth fighting over."
He says as he hands the bottle to Rushcant, "Now please release Valanthe -- she'll behave."
He then turns to Akerin, "In answer to your earlier question -- I wanted to leave because I saw this coming days ago. We lost control of the bottle and the water the minute we revealed its existence." He then awaits a reply as he walks along.
Akerin d20+6=25 d6+2=7 Tuesday January 7th, 2003 9:55:22 PM
No, Appolo will have to reach through or around Akerin to take the bottle. He placed himself next to Valanthe just because he anticipated Appolo trying something like that. If Appolo continues, then he slams a sap down on the rogue's head as the latter tries his move. (AC 25, to knock him out, subdual damage 7.)
If he either stops trying before Akerin has to physically interfere, or remains conscious after getting beaned, Akerin tells him. "Don't start, Appolo, don't play the fool," Akerin warns. "You'll break it for sure. Just back off." He looks both to his companions and to their escort to see that what Valanthe carries is left alone, even by her lover. He keeps himself inserted between Valanthe and Appolo, who will have to get by him to get to her.
Ashira Wednesday January 8th, 2003 2:06:22 AM
The half-elf's grip tightens on her swords as Rushcant verbally assalts the group and then calls in the hired help. Many vicious retorts flow through her mind, as well as a few curses. But, as much as she doesn't like it, Rushcant, Rigging and Akerin have a point. Why not ask Alemi and let him settle the matter. Perhaps she and the others have acted too rashly. She works to control her breathing, and takes her hands off her swords as they travel to the temple.
Yes, it will be good to hear Alemi's will. Perhaps he will also indicate who he wishes to be healed with the valuable potion. It would certainly take a load off humans if Alemi would make his will known so easily. But then, why all the jumping through hoops? Why didn't Alemi just give the formula for the healing curative to the Jack himself?! Ashira sighs deeply as she realizes that her thoughts are straying closer to heresy than she cares for. I am certain that Alemi has reasons for what he does. That is enough for me now.
Redux Wednesday January 8th, 2003 2:23:10 AM
"Ya know, Rushcant, you're right. What do we know about what this water can or cannot do. After all, we were there. As a matter of fact, I was blessed by it's curative powers and cleansed of the detestable heart-seed. I even have a small amount of the amazing water left in my canteen here. Not that it is worth anything, it is only the qualities of the Faybelle Bottle that allows the water to retain its healing powers. But, as Alemi granted the blessing to begin with, you are also right in suggesting we visit his temple for his guidance at this time. Lead on."
This is a Temple..? (DM Donna) Wednesday January 8th, 2003 5:09:38 PM
Rushcant conducts the party to another building that isn't more than several hundred yards away from the Jack's mansion. It's not a very impressive-looking building--a sturdy brick edifice that has rather utilitarian doors and windows on it.
Into the building everyone goes, entering into a large receiving hall that has five or six people in it. Three or four of them are recognizably dressed as clerics of Alemi. One such man approaches Rushcant as soon as the half-elf wizard waves him over.
"Brother," Rushcant says, "I am here with these people because they seek to know the truth of Alemi's will. They need to be assured of the path that will oppose the evil of Ga'al. For this, I hope you and your brethren can aid them."
The cleric (a middle-aged human male with intense brown eyes and a bald head) eyes Valanthe, who is still floating and paralyzed.
"Welcome to the temple of Alemi," he says, then gives Rushcant a prompting sort of look. Rushcant snaps her fingers yet again, and Val settles on her feet, free to move once more.
"This way to our altar." the cleric tells you. "There we will invoke the presence of Alemi...there your questions will be answered." He leads you all into another room--obviously a worship room, if the pews and the pristine white stone altar at one end are anything to judge by. Once you're at the altar, the cleric kneels and begins to pray in a language that anyone who can cast divine spells recognizes as being the invocation of a communication spell of some type...
"Alemi, here are humble seekers of your wisdom," the cleric says as a warm golden light begins to sparkle in the very middle of the altar, "They seek thy guidance, and wish to know the truth of thy will."
"My children..." the voice that eminates from the golden light is warm and familiar to your very souls, "...I sense confusion and trepidation amongst you--what is it that you wish to know..?"
The presence IS that of Alemi--the very warmth and love of it is undeniable. Make any kind of check or roll you wish, but all PCs will know for sure that they are now in direct communication with the god of healing himself. Whatever it is that your character wants to know for sure, he or she may now ask of the deity.
Rigging Wednesday January 8th, 2003 7:20:28 PM
Rigging feels nothing but awe enter his mind. He stammers, "Holy Alemi, You graced us with some of your holy water that can help save others infected with the heartseed. In bringing it to our superiors, they want to experiement with it, hoping to reproduce it in quantity. Is this your will? Should we allow them to use some of it to experiment on, or do you mean it only to cure those few individuals that we have doses for?"
Rigging stammers to a halt basking in the love that he feels.
Appolo Wednesday January 8th, 2003 7:51:26 PM
Appolo kneels out of respect for Alemi. He says nothing, hoping to go unnoticed. He thinks to himself, 'What was I thinking trying to grab the bottle back there? That's the problem -- I wasn't. I am going to have to stop reacting like that.' Truth be known, Appolo has acquired a little faith over the years.
Akerin Thursday January 9th, 2003 7:05:28 AM
Akerin daily senses Alemi's presence through his prayers and meditations, and in his readings in the Book of Hours.
But this is exceptional. He recalls a similar experience at the convocation which formally ordained him into the Alemic priesthood, and then when he was named a healer of Alemi.
He prays aloud, "Oh, bless thy name and all thy works, holy Lord. We thank thee for thy mercies, we thank thee for thy patience with us, weak vessels all. We thank thee for the strength thou lendest us in our hour of need. We seek thy wisdom, thine ability to see beyond the visible. Grant us a moment of thine insight, and open our eyes to see our way in this matter. Brother Rigging stated it well. Shall we seek to multiply the blessed waters which remove the cursed heartseeds? Or shall we reserve these waters for the ten alone? Oh, that thy blessed water were become as a river that will never run dry, giving health and wholeness unto our peoples, restoring those burdened by unnatural creatures and foul which dwell within their flesh! This is our petition, today.
"But, oh my Lord Alemi, I ask too for peace and understanding among us who oppose those who oppose thee. Give us patience with one another, and ears to hear each other, and hands of love. Forgive me mine impulse to strike a brother. Forgive me, I beseech thee, and let me act more with thy wisdom and forbearance, and less with mine impatience."
Then, as he realizes that this is not really supposed to be his time of personal devotions, and there are plenty of other occasions for that, and his friends may likely grow weary listening to such long-winded prayers...
"Thus, our Lord Alemi, hear and answer our prayers, indeed. Selah."
And he enjoys the peaceful, healing presence of Alemi.
Truth Be Known (DM Donna) Thursday January 9th, 2003 7:23:21 AM
"In this brave new Wold in which you now live," Alemi explains, "The initial balance between Good and Evil is equal--the fountain that was manifested briefly in old Isildur could not exist for too long or it would draw the attention of Ga'al and his enslaved followers. This, as you know, was the reason for your quest to get the Feybelle Bottle...so that you may obtain the potion and safely bear it back to your brothers here on this island. Never did I intend for only this little amount to exist--if you choose to share the cure that you have in your possession, then you must give it to those who would analyze it and reproduce it.
"If, however, you choose to keep control of the potion and not to share it, then you have the power to cure only ten others of the affliction that had once plagued yourselves.
"I would have you share your good fortune, my children, but it is your choice." Alemi admits. "Where Ga'al gives no native Aisilduran a choice, the potion you hold in your hands will. Would you deny that freedom to your fellow Aisildurans?"
Ari Thursday January 9th, 2003 3:14:25 PM
Haven gotten no response from the half-elf and now having to confront the fact that the group looks like a bunch of fools, Ari sits down stunned.
Akerin Thursday January 9th, 2003 4:45:47 PM
"Ah, my Lord and Master, then thou hast granted us the headwaters of the river, if wisely we use thy gift," Akerin, on his knees, exults. "It was dark unto us, whether it were even possible for the stored waters to be multiplied, lest in the attempt, salvation for even a few be lost. Yet thou dost tell us it is possible, yea, it is our very duty. And in thy wisdom, thou who hast power to enforce thy will, yet dost grant us freedom to choose. For what is love if not a thing chosen freely? Oh, thou art worthy. Woe unto us if we heed not thy words. Blessed art thou, O Master of the Healing Arts!" Akerin bows to the floor in rapture.
Rigging Thursday January 9th, 2003 6:57:55 PM
Rigging crows, "Blessed Alemi! Thank-you for your wisdom and your even more wonderful gift of life. We shall free your children from Ga'al's dominance." Rigging bows low with a grin on his face. He is incredibly happy. He feels hope once again fill his soul and is ready to take on the world.
To Rushcant, "My apologies dear lady. You have mine and my family's total support." Rigging again bows.
Bart Friday January 10th, 2003 1:58:10 AM
"Thank you Alemni," says Bart kneeling on his knees, "thank you for helping us again, pease give me your blessing."
Ashira Friday January 10th, 2003 2:19:31 AM
Completely in awe of Alemi's grace and blessing, the half-elf paladin beams in exultation at the god's announcement that he wishes healing for all. She falls to her knees as she begs his forgiveness. "Forgive me, my god, for I have acted rashly. I thought I understood your wishes, and would have given my life to defend the potion. But your grace abounds further than my imagination. Truly you are an awesome god!" She smiles at Rigging's response and then apology to Rushcant. She too approaches the half-elf. "Yes, Rushcant, please accept our most humble apologies. We did not mean to insult you or challenge you. We were only acting on what we thought we understood. We were wrong, and wish only to act in accordance to Alemi's will. Please, allow us to accompany you to the vault where we will gladly submit the Feybelle bottle and potion for your examination."
Redux Friday January 10th, 2003 2:34:55 AM
Redux feels the tingle in his chest where the heart-seed once was. He thanks Alemi profusely for the healing which was given remembering how he once tried to thank the deity but found himself in the presence of Father Farkus instead. His sense of thankfulness only increases when it is surely known what the will of the great and wonderful Alemi truly is. He continues to pray in his heart, knowing that his family is doing the right thing.
Appolo Friday January 10th, 2003 2:19:13 PM
Appolo just remains silent saying nothing as he stands and silently prepares to leave. He will wait and let the others leave first. Lingering a little, he whispers, "Thank you for your wisdom and patience." Bowing he turns and follows the others out.
Valanthe Friday January 10th, 2003 7:06:40 PM
Valanthe kneels in respect for Alemi. He is a god but not her god. Even now when her words are calm in tone, they are rebellious. "By apologizing I would admit to wrongdoing, so I offer none. I meant to challenge you Rushcant, and probably will do so again." Val gazes upward and resists the urge to speak. She realizes that she doesn't have to say anything, Alemi already knows. Valanthe doesn't have the love for Alemi that the others do. She doesn't hold one god in her heart. She never could after her people were wiped out and she was left alone. She could never believe if a god cared about her that he would have let it happen. Valanthe is helping the pirates because she respects what they are trying to do. She helps Alemi because she believes that his cause is a good one.
Valanthe stands and sets the Feybelle bottle on the ground. She turns on her heels and walks out of the room, leaving the spirit of Alemi to communicate with his followers.
Akerin adds Saturday January 11th, 2003 3:04:24 PM
"Oh, and Great Alemi, permit me, I beseech thee, to ask as well. Shall we go to warn the people of Izen of what the Aisildurians seek to launch upon them? Of their plans to bring them into the slavery of Ga'al? What is thy will in this matter? What is thy counsel?" Akerin asks his god.
Say "Ahhhhhhhh..." (DM Donna) Monday January 13th, 2003 7:50:27 AM
The warmly-glowing globe of golden light hovering just above the altar seems to grow even warmer and brighter.
"My children, I know that your intentions are only the most noble, so there is nothing for me to forgive." Alemi's voice tells the party. "Never cease to question...but do try to keep your hearts and minds open to the answers offered in return." A sigh issues from the light.
"I must turn my immediate attention to other matters now," Alemi says, "But I can tell you this before taking my leave: there is one major difference between the heartseeding of Aisildur and the intended heartseeding of the rest of The Wold...that being that non-Aisildurans have the ability to actively choose whether to except Ga'al's heartseed or not. Aisildurans are heartseeded before they have the knowledge or the will to actively resist. All others of The Wold must be convinced to accept a heartseed.
"I do not doubt that there will be many mortals who will choose to accept a heartseed willingly--mostly because of the promise of personal power that Ga'al's followers will make to the person. I also know that the cult of Ga'al will also use underhanded methods to heartseed non-Aisildurans...all manner of tactics ranging from lying to a potential victim to blackmailing them...even to heartseeding by force in some cases!
"So, yes, warn all who would listen..." Alemi tells you, "...you do not have to go actively seek out Izen or any other peoples of The Wold, but when you do encounter them, try to make sure that they know the true price of accepting a heartseed of Ga'al, that your fellow mortals may make their choice without a tissue of lies clouding their judgement."
The light flares up brightly.
"Bless you all, my children--be happy, healthy and merciful in the lives you lead."
The temple returns to its normal illumination.
"I must apologize to you myself." Rushcant says softly. "I panicked when your friend Valanthe threatened that curative potion--none of us wishes to see anything happen to it, especially not now that there's a chance of actually reproducing it so that all of Aisildur may benefit from it." The half-elf wizard bows.
"Follow me--you have to see this security room!" she invites, excitement tinging her words. Rushcant leads you back to the mansion of the Jack, but down to a lower level, through a maze of corridors and into a chamber that looks to be about a hundred feet around. It's a circular room that has a ceiling height of maybe forty feet or so. In the very middle of the room is large, dark boulder.
The boulder, as the party approaches it, looks to be a twenty-foot-cube of roughly-hewn stone. Anyone making an Intelligence check of 15 or more can tell that the stone is a substance called steelstone (anyone with Mining or Geological skill or Knowledge: The Planes can add that modifier to their roll)...a type of stone that is NOT native to The Wold itself, but, rather, to an elemental plane of earth.
Rushcant walks up to one of the sides of the rounded cube and speaks directly to it in a language that only those who understand Terran can translate, though she is obviously speaking some kind of identifying greeting to it.
Just as everyone in the party realizes that the cube has vaguely humanoid features carved on its face--the large eyes of the cube snap open and eye the party. Rushcant says something else, and the cube rumbles, its mouth yawning open and a large, stony tongue sliding foward to stop at the party's feet.
"G'head--put the bottle on Humfree's tongue." Rushcant says.
Rigging d20+4=16 Monday January 13th, 2003 9:37:35 AM
Rigging frowns as he sees Val stride from the room. After the presence of Alemi departs, Rigging picks up the bottle and follows Rushcant from the temple to the security area. He says to her, "You don't need to worry to much about the bottle breaking. The Faybelle bottle itself is a powerful artifact. Not sure of all of its properties -- but we do know that it won't shatter easily. Val was bluffing on that score." Rigging tries to conceal his grin.
When they arrive at the security room, Rigging will notice the strange stone and something will jog his memory. "Is this steelstone? Where did you get it?" When the face comes alive Rigging will naturally step back. He wonders aloud, "Is this an elemental of earth?" When directed, he places the bottle on the tongue.
Appolo d20+1=6 Monday January 13th, 2003 2:41:23 PM
As stated before Appolo remains quiet and respectful. He is also the last to leave, quietly thanking Alemi himself then leaving.
He stays to the rear, drifting as far back as he can, as he follows the others silently.
Appolo has no idea what kind of stone it is or what kind of creature it is. He just remains quiet and still watching and waiting.
Valanthe Monday January 13th, 2003 6:43:15 PM
Valanthe waits for the ceremony to end. She remains quiet and finds herself actually wishing to set sail. She doesn't doubt that the Pirates will keep the bottle safe.
Akerin Monday January 13th, 2003 10:53:03 PM
The healer of Alemi closely attends to the work in the security room.
[I've run out of words...]
GULP! (DM Donna) Tuesday January 14th, 2003 6:55:08 AM
"Why, yes, Rigging," Rushcant says, nodding, "Humfree here is an earth elemental...very old and strong." She turns to the giant boulder-being. "Okay, Humfree...keep this safe!"
Humfree's tongue slides back into the mouth, which shuts with a raspy rumble. Then the elemental slowly appears to melt into the floor of the room.
"There--the potion will remain safe." the half-elf wizard says with certainty. "Now I will show you to the upper part of the Jack's place...and tell you about what he has planned."
As Rushcant walks along with the party, she tells you of the Jack's recent reorganization. The Jack had been rather dissatisfied with the way things were run of late, and the last straw for him had been the construction of the very mansion that you are now in.
It wasn't that he was not grateful for having such a nice "palace", but the Jack didn't think it completely necessary to waste the Pirates of Jack's hard-won money on such a building...not if it was meant solely for him to live in. So, instead, the Jack allowed the building to go up--as a sort of base of operations whenever he was called by PoJ business to the island.
"Because...well, the Jack is going to be going back to sea himself--he misses it so." Rushcant explains.
The Jack--with that result in mind--did some organizational re-arranging by having the ships of the PoJ renamed so that they'd be easier for each other to recognize. He's also eliminated most of the more rigid military-type rules of the PoJ as well.
"The Jack wants to keep the Pirates as basic as possible." Rushcant tells you. "We will prey on Aisildur's trade and use the profits to help Aisildur refugees. We don't attack just to attack, and we don't kill if we don't have to. Each ship in the PoJ can have their own rules of how they run themselves...but the Jack is still the law of the sea for us. Any squabbles between ships will be settled by him if they cannot be worked out between themselves. You help any innocent who needs help...and you never, EVER let any non-Pirate know about where the islands or the Jack are."
Bart Tuesday January 14th, 2003 2:36:05 PM
I think the potion is safe in this ...place. I dont think we have to guard this room.
Well Rushcant do you know if there is a special mission planned. I dont like to enter other ships, I want to fight against the hart of Ga'al organisation, Hitting them where it hurt most. Maybe we must do some investigation about the hartseeeds where do the come from? From one place? If that's the case we have an excellent goal. Do you know anything about this? Otherwise we could raid a temple. Maybe the same temple we raid a few years ago, as a revenge of one of our family members that died there.
Rigging Tuesday January 14th, 2003 7:40:39 PM
Rigging drops back and puts his arm around Ashira's waist, gives her a peck on the cheek and says, "Not everyday you get to commune with Alemi. Must have been a highpoint in your young paladinhood."
He moves his hand away from her waist and grabs her hand. "His message was very interesting. I am surprised that Ga'al is trying to infect the other races now. It was bad enough when he was just infecting humans. Maybe this means that his forces will be more spread out and vulnerable now. It is something to think on as we develop new plans for the future."
Rigging's quick mind changes directions again. "So the Jack is going back to sea. I wonder if that is a good idea. I know he is tired of the protocol and administration, but think of the damage the beauacracy could do without his strong hand here to kick its butt. We saw the beginnings of one revolution against his rule. We would easily fall into Ga'als plans if we start struggling amoungst ourselves."
Ari Wednesday January 15th, 2003 12:27:37 AM
Ari quietly listens to the things that are being said around him. Not sure what to think as this junction Ari decides to stay quiet as Rushcant begins to open up to the group.
Ashira Wednesday January 15th, 2003 12:28:14 AM
Ashira nods her head at Bart's comment, her blue hair bobbing slightly. "Yes, Bart, I'd have to agree with you. I think the bottle's nice and safe here.
The half-elf beams after Rigging's kiss, and gives him a wink. "Yes, well, I've had many highpoints recently...but I'd have to say that that was a pretty close second to our wedding day." Using her free hand, Ashira gently strokes her husband's face as he takes her hand, though her mood darkens. "I don't know...I think it's a very bad sign that Ga'al has decided to expand his territory. I mean, we're already fighting a loosing battle on Aisildur. At least in the past we knew his power was pretty much contained to one area. Now how will we know who's the enemy?" The soft glow that so recently radiated from Ashira's contenance slowly fades as she considers the implications of Ga'al's new tactics.
Redux d20+2=7 Wednesday January 15th, 2003 1:07:38 AM
"Really, Rigging, that is quite amazing. Besides hardness, what are it's other qualities? Oh,..., um, nevermind, I'll ask Rushcant. What sort of business are we to be called upon to undertake? Do we have the opportunity for some shore leave to do shopping or other tasks?"
Valanthe Wednesday January 15th, 2003 4:03:06 AM
The young elf is content to stand back in silence. If she had a voice in matters, Val would suggest seeking out allies in other lands. It will be a difficult job but one that must be done. The Pirates of Jack are not winning the war and Ga'al is expanding. Things must change.
Akerin Wednesday January 15th, 2003 4:41:32 AM
As people discuss things, Akerin speaks quietly with Appolo. "The presence of Alemi is awesome, is it not? Look, Appolo, we may have gotten off on the wrong foot in some ways. But I respect your prowess, and value your passion. All hands are needed in the battle for the hearts and minds of the noble races. I wish to fight the good fight, together with you, if we can be agreed. Say, if you ever want to read from the Book of Hours, I'm happy to lend it. It has much wisdom of Alemi in it." The priest gives the rogue an awkward smile.
Heart-to-Heart (DM Donna) Wednesday January 15th, 2003 8:32:44 AM
Rushcant addresses each of the party members in turn:
"At this moment, Bart," she says, "I have no knowledge of any specific missions other than the Council of Kings that the Jack has called in order to decide what is the best way to use the potion you and your mates managed to secure. You make very good suggestions, though--I'll see what information the PoJ has in regards to pursuing those avenues."
"Now that the balance of power has been rearranged, Rigging," the half-elven wizard tells him, "I am not surprised that Ga'al is trying to expand his power base...but you should also know that our spy network doesn't have any evidence that Ga'al is going beyond the human race for heartseed candidates, either--all we know for sure is that he is starting to send heartseeds to other lands. However, it would make sense that Ga'al would try to heartseed all whom he can convince to do so...the more beings, the more power for Ga'al." She goes on to add: "The Jack feels that getting back to basics would be best for the PoJ...we will operate as independent agents against the evil bureaucracy of Ga'al--we shall continue to hamper the Aisilduran sea trade in an effort to stem the government's ability to raise money for itself. Money directly translates into power, and all resistors to Ga'al's enslavement are linked by our desire to reduce his power base."
"I don't think our fight is as hopeless as you may believe at the moment, Ashira," Rushcant says to the half-elf, "We Pirates of Jack haven't been as effective as we might be, but I'm sure that the Jack's plans for us will correct that...as well as the potion that we now have. I DO hope we can replicate it--the implications of having a countermeasure for the heartseeds are just so...so monumental..!"
"Now that the potion is safe and the Sword of the Sea is in port undergoing minor repairs, Redux," Rushcant informs him, "You and the rest of the crew will have more than enough time to shop for whatever you may need. I'm sure that the Jack will also want your Wildcards to know whatever decision the Council of Kings arrives at in regards to the potion, too. I'm sure you'll be staying on the island for the next few days at least."
"There is an entire section of the mansion at your disposal should you wish to remain ashore," the Jack's aide tells all of you, "You have but to ask any of the household staff about your rooms and you will be shown to them. Or you may opt to stay in Safeport--as the town has come to call itself--there are several different inns and hostels that are available to you...the more cash you have, of course, the better the accomodations. You can also go back to your ship to await the Council of Kings' decision. The choice is yours.
"Whatever you may choose, though," Rushcant adds, "You will be informed of the Council's decision as soon as they make one."
Appolo Wednesday January 15th, 2003 7:21:55 PM
Appolo responds to Akerin with a warm friendly smile. "Yes it is, expected nothing less from Alemi. Sure I would like to look over your book. You know I never thought ill of you, just disagreed with you from time to time. I just tend to disagree violently at times. I am sorry if I offended you my friend."
He then turns to the group as a whole. "OK, now that's over. What about getting something to eat? I'm hungry."
Ari Thursday January 16th, 2003 1:28:51 PM
Following Rushcant's conversation Ari interjects, "I take it the Jack is then going to extend the Pirates outside of Aisildurian waters? Do we need to explore these other lands that the seeds are going to in order to see what kind of people these others are? What do we know of these other peoples?"
Redux Thursday January 16th, 2003 1:43:55 PM
"Before we leave, Rushcant, there is one bit of the story I don't know if you heard. The last battle we were involved in had a half-elf cleric, a halfling cleric and several human clerics; so I believe that ga'al is busy expanding. In a move I can't quite understand, one of the humans, a female, was able to slog thru the water, up a rope and out the hatch before any of us could stop her. She was last spotted swimming away from the ship."
Addressing Appolo, "You are right, my friend, we should eat. Also, a tour of this new (to me) port is in order. I'll call Talon; he'd love to come along.
Bart Thursday January 16th, 2003 2:17:43 PM
Redux why live i'm gladly accept Rushcants offer to stay in this place.
Redux Thursday January 16th, 2003 2:45:43 PM
You are so right, Bart. Yes, we do accept your hospitality here at the mansion. Still, why not explore a little while we have the chance of doing it without finding a battle to finish?
Rigging Thursday January 16th, 2003 5:24:06 PM
Rigging also accepts the invitation to stay at the palace. He gives Ashira's hand a squeeze and say, "I bet they have some rooms with those real big bathtubs that will hold two. I'll scrub your back if you scrub mine."
Valanthe Friday January 17th, 2003 12:13:01 AM
Val doesn't have much to say. In fact she says nothing. Valanthe thinks about wether to stay in the palace or back at the ship. It's a tough choice since she doesn't feel comfortable around high ranking pirates. While not having made up her mind, Valanthe is leaning toward the ship.
Ashira Friday January 17th, 2003 1:35:21 AM
The half-elf shrugs at Rushcant's comments to her. Maybe she was right.
Giving Rigging her most mischievious grin, she grabs him around the waist. "Why, Sir von Pallin, I do believe you're trying to seduce me." She winks at Rushcant "Maybe we ought to have someone show us to our rooms. After the battle we've been through, I'm afraid we're all ready for a little shore leave."
Patting Rigging on the behind, she walks over to where Valanthe stands. Smiling at her, she whispers "You know, it took a lot of courage to do what you did back there. Don't hold a grudge. Why don't you enjoy the Jack's hospitality while we're here. I'm sure Appolo could stand some alone time with you, and you've got to admit, it's nicer than that rat infested ship we live on." She winks at the elven warrior, and then pats her shoulder. "Why not make the guys show us a good time while we can. Opportunities like this don't come around very often in the Jacks."
oooOOOooo...Nice..! (DM Donna) Friday January 17th, 2003 7:23:47 AM
Rushcant has a pair of housemaids show the Wildcards to their rooms inside the Jack's mansion. The young women show the party to a group of very comfortable bedrooms that open into a shared parlor. Both of them answer any questions about the amenities that can be found in the thriving town of Safeport.
Valanthe Friday January 17th, 2003 5:51:12 PM
The elf couldn't help but think that the most frequent opportunity is the one to die. When the housemaid leave her room, Val drops her pack and loosens her robe. She crawls onto the bed and stretches out. This was better than her bunk back on the ship.
Appolo Saturday January 18th, 2003 6:03:37 PM
Appolo quietly follows Valanthe into the room after the maids leave. He then lets his hair down and strips off his armour and weapons.
"You look confortable. So what do you want to do, stay in or go out? Is there anything bothering you?" he asks as sits down on the bed next to her, with an adoring smile on his face.
Redux Sunday January 19th, 2003 9:35:50 PM
Redux thanks the maids for the assistance. He asks about where food and entertainment might be found. He also inquires about where they might re-supply and plans a trip for magical items. He then checks with Rigging as to when they might go out together. After arrangements are made he takes Talon onto the balcony of his room to spend some time bird watching. (ooc -- taking orders for the catacombs)
Akerin Monday January 20th, 2003 3:43:29 AM
Akerin spends some time in his room writing down the extraordinary events of the day, and, in particular, the blessed encounter with Alemi. He composes a psalm to commemorate the event.
He inquires about the possibility of spending some time with his fellow priests of Alemi. He also asks his friends about their plans, and whether there are some planned activities in which he might participate.
All Around the Town (DM Donna) Monday January 20th, 2003 6:56:37 AM
According to the maids, Safeport is a rather lively place--especially in and around its numerous taverns. One of the most popular is the Happy Harpy...it's close to the docks and doesn't have nearly the amount of serious brawling that most of the others in the vicinity suffer from.
The maids recommend a trip to the Bazaar, which is a section of Safeport that is also near the docks--it is a marketplace teeming with merchants of all sorts hawking wares from as pedestrian as flour and rice to as exotic as hippogriff eggs. There is also a special transportive doorway to the Catacombs shop, too.
The temple of Alemi located near the Jack's Palace is still in the midst of organizing itself, but the clerics there are happy to share their experiences with Akerin. So far their understanding of their presence in Safeport is to take care of Alemi's agenda and to leave any kind of politics to the Jack and his staff. It's an arrangement that has worked out rather well so far.
Ari Monday January 20th, 2003 10:25:24 AM
Ari does his best to locate a bottle of wine. Once that is done he spends some time cleaning up and relaxing.
Before he gets he too far in relaxing he runs in to the Catacombs and does some quick shopping. Once his shopping is done he heads back to his rooms to get some much deserved sleep.
After his initial sleep he'll spend some time composing his thoughts, studying spells, and drinking some wine all along.
Redux Monday January 20th, 2003 11:07:52 PM
After some thought, a spark comes to Redux' eye. He jumps up, startling Talon and hustles off to find Appolo (probably somewhere near Val, big surprise). Being discrete while also persistent, he calls Appolo over and explains his plan. Repeating slowly, as if to overcome some initial resistance he says, "I need you to sneak into Ashira's room and get her long sword. That should be simple enough, right. I want to take it to the smith and have some improvements made. No, really, she'll love it. Here on land, in a safe harbor she won't miss it, trust me. And if you hurry, I'll be able to make just one trip to the Catacombs. OK?"
Ashira Monday January 20th, 2003 11:41:40 PM
After being shown her room, Ashira ushers Rigging in and begins the arduous process of removing her armor and weaponry. Once finished, she smiles mischievously at the rogue and lays back on the couch. "So, Wild Card...what did you have in mind. A night out on the town, or just some quiet time?"
Rigging Tuesday January 21st, 2003 3:27:16 AM
Rigging smiles at his pretty but muscular wife and says, "I think our lives are wild enough. I could do with some quiet time with the most beautiful and exotic woman on the island."
Appolo Tuesday January 21st, 2003 7:13:28 PM
After a few minutes there's a knock on the door and it is rather persistant, so Appolo gets up and answers it. "Redux!" He then steps outside. "You want me to steal Ashira's longsword. Have you lost your mind? You better have a good reason for this," he says in an audible whisper.
Redux Tuesday January 21st, 2003 10:12:14 PM
"Yes, a very good reason. She gave me a ring just before we boarded that last ship that quite likely saved my life. I just want to try to repay her a little; thought I'd up-grade her sword to something a little 'keener' and 'colder.'
Appolo Tuesday January 21st, 2003 11:43:34 PM
Appolo looks at with a smile. "Are you sure this can't wait? I'm quite sure Ashira is quite busy with Rigging right now. I would hate to interupt if you know what I mean. I understand you wanting to show your appreciation. She does know you are grateful. Why don't you buy her some flowers or something? It would be easier then sneaking by a half-elven ranger and stealing her sword."
Akerin Wednesday January 22nd, 2003 12:41:30 AM
Akerin is pleased to be able to spend some time with fellow priests of Alemi, and enjoys talking about the greatness of the god they serve. He also talks shop, asking them about the creation of items imbued with divine power, seeking to understand the steps one need take in order to craft wands for the purposes of healing, discerning, strengthening, and the like. "I wish to prepare items that will aid my companions and others in need, as Alemi deigns to reveal to me whom I should help."
Valanthe Wednesday January 22nd, 2003 1:55:03 AM
Valanthe lounges in a tub of hot scented water. It's been a long time since she remembered how women are supposed to smell. She listens to Appolo and Redux's conversation across the room and says, "I'll go get it."
Rigging Wednesday January 22nd, 2003 3:45:35 AM
Occassional giggles and whispered laughs come from Rigging's and Ashira's closed room.
Appolo Wednesday January 22nd, 2003 6:38:19 PM
When Valanthe pipes in"You'll do it,of course. Stand aside Redux this should be good." he walks over picks up Val's robe and carries it over to her handing it to her."Well let's go." he says with a smile. he then follows her out and over to Rigging and Ashira's room. Being sure to stay back and out of sight.
Redux Wednesday January 22nd, 2003 11:30:20 PM
The glint in his eye even brighter now, "Yes, yes this will be, Appolo. Before you go, allow me to cast invisibility on you both; then you'll only have to keep from giggling. I'll be here in the hall waiting for your triumphant return."
Talon, your help, please. I'd like you to perch yourself outside this window. If I give you a signal, please start bumping against the windowpanes; don't hurt yourself, just create a noisy diversion.
Valanthe Thursday January 23rd, 2003 1:10:27 AM
Valanthe smiles and holds up her hand to stop Redux from casting his spell. "There is no need for magic. There are simplier ways to do things." The robe clings to Valanthe's wet skin and the elf walks out of the room. She stops infront of Ashira's door and knocks loudly. When she answers the door Valanthe says, "Since we are in the safest place we could be, I wanted to do some training with other weapons. My scythe is a fine weapon but not always practical for a pirate. Do you think I could borrow your longsword for little while? I figured you wouldn't need it since you and Rigging will be alone."
Ashira Thursday January 23rd, 2003 8:56:21 AM
After a few minutes of the loud knocking, Ashira emerges from the room; her hair disheveled, and wearing a hastily donned robe. Armor and weapons bundled in her arms, she drops them with a loud "clunk" in front of Valanthe's feet. Sparks in her eyes, Ashira replies venomously "Here's all my stuff. Use what you want, but touch that door again, and I'll kill you with my own bare hands!" Ashira slams the door behind her.
Rigging Thursday January 23rd, 2003 11:32:46 AM
Rigging comes to the door with a small bag of gold and a pillow held in front of him in a strategic way. "Val, could you have them send up some decent wine, more candles, a light dinner, and some more massage oil please?" Rigging hands her the sack. "This should cover it." Rigging adds with a blush and backs into the room and out of sight.
Redux Thursday January 23rd, 2003 3:06:22 PM
Redux hustles over to the pile. "Thanks," he whispers. "Since it's all here, I'll take the armor as well," he says, bringing out his bag of holding. "I'll wear the sword under my robe, just to be safe."
Valanthe Thursday January 23rd, 2003 5:20:27 PM
Valanthe couldn't help but smile. She heads downstairs and arranges for a nice dinner to be brought up with some wine. Instead of the normal wine, Val thinks they should get the good stuff. She will add some of her own coin and get them a bottle of elderberry wine. Once it's all arranged Val heads back upstairs with the massage oil and opens the door a crack only long enough to slip the oil inside.
As she walked back to her room Ashira did have the right idea. Inside her room she strips off her robe hoping to find Appolo about.
Appolo Thursday January 23rd, 2003 7:43:41 PM
Appolo follows valanthe down the hall and watchs the event unfold unfold with meriment in his eyes. By the time he gets bsck to thier room he laughing out loud. He knew it was going to be worth the prize of admission.
Once back in his room he strips down and awaits Valanthe's return on the bed.
Akerin Friday January 24th, 2003 1:03:50 AM
Sticking to basics, Akerin first sees about making a wand of cure light wounds. When he makes it, though, it is specially blessed by Alemi, and, as it turns out, is a wand of circle of healing! Akerin is suitably grateful.
Next, spending another day in prayer and holy creation, he creates a wand of blessing. However, it turns out to become a wand of prayer and benediction, affording allies within 60' of the wand at time of activation with a +4 divine bonus on all saves, attacks and damage. The special bonus lasts for eighty minutes.
With his heart full of praise to Alemi, Akerin crafts a wand of detect magic. But, in this incredible display of divine enhancements, it also gains the ability fully to identify all the abilities and characteristics of any item, magic, divine or psionic, with the expenditure of but one charge of the wand.
The healer next crafts a wand of detect poison. But this wand gains such potence, that it additionally can neutralize any poison it detects, at a range of up to 30 feet, as well as communicate to the wand's wielder the exact type of poison, its effects, and normal antidotes.
Akerin makes additional wands:
Divine Endurance - and it grants a 1d4+12 bonus to the constitution score for the recipient, the bonus lasting 48 hours.
Titan's Strength - granting the recipient a 1d4+12 bonus to the strength score, lasting 24 hours.
Modesty - grants the recipient excellent comportment and manners, coupled with a winsome self-effacing manner, and full coverage of body parts which modesty might preclude from exposure. Lasts one day per charge.
Wand of Positive Energy & Goodness - recipient glows with positive energy for a full day; is immune to any life-draining attacks; and enjoys the benefit of damage reduction of 100/5. Any living beings who touch the recipient are healed of all physical injuries, and even of scars and deformities. Any undead who come in momentary contact with the recipient take 8d8 points of damage (save for half) upon touching, 6d8 points the next round, 4d8 the third, and 2d8 points the fourth round. If the undead is brought to zero hit points in this manner, the body is restored to life, and immediately indwelt with the good soul of someone recently deceased.
Wand of Supernal Wisdom - Recipient gains 2d4+12 points of wisdom, lasting 24 hours. At the conclusion of the 24 hours, the 2d4 bonus remains, as a permanent divine bonus to wisdom. Recipient comes to understand that the gifts of the gods are to be used for the welfare of fellow creatures, to encourage them to good and spiritual lives, as well as to know that unbridled and untempered power can lead to woeful corruption. This supernal wisdom is pure, peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere.
After this, Akerin is very hungry, so he gets a snack, and checks in on his friends.
Redux Saturday January 25th, 2003 10:24:53 PM
Upon returning from his shopping trip and admiring Akerin's work, Redux quickly points out, "You know that there's quite a profit to be made by trading in some of those. I mean, I know they were created out of the divine favor of Alemi, and no disrespect intended, but, thru you, Alemi has surely blessed the party. It could very well be that he has blessed you in this way so that these simple wands could provide improved weapons and armor. The divine gift would continue to bless our party, though in a different form, as well as allowing others to use the great and mighty gifts. Wouldn't that be an even greater gift than keeping them to our party?"
Akerin Sunday January 26th, 2003 1:56:30 AM
"And what wands were you referring to, Redux?" asks Akerin, surprised that someone might have guessed at his daydreams. "I've just been planning on what I might make, but hadn't really discussed it with anyone, except for some aspects of the process with my fellow clerics of Alemi, here. I am petitioning wisdom and guidance from Alemi and his priests concerning the making of divine wands, yes. I'll let you know when I've been able to make some, if ever."
[The bulk of Akerin's previous post was tongue in cheek. Sorry if it were taken seriously. For instance, it would be preposterous for a 6th-level cleric to craft something such as the wand of positive energy & goodness, as above described. Although Redux's words may also have been written in a similar fashion. I'm just waiting for some sort of ruling as to whether we can use item creation feats, or not. -Kim the impish]
Janell for Ken: chuckle, chuckle Yes, Redux was tongue in cheek.
Unwinding Ashore (DM Donna) Monday January 27th, 2003 9:16:33 AM
The Wildcards' first night ashore unfolds thusly:
Akerin--though he acquires the hard-won ability to Craft Wands as a result of his experiences in Isildur and the combat against the clerics aboard the Pride of Ga'al--realizes that he has had to wait until a trip into Safeport (and the portal to The Catacombs there) in order to get the required material components and detailed instructions on the basics of creating wands before he could even begin to craft his first one. Now that he's been able to get the stuff needed for it, Akerin can begin to make his very first Cure Light Wounds wand.
The newlyweds enjoy each other and the prompt room service Rigging was willing to pay for.
Ari studies and sips.
Appolo, Redux and Val get ahold of the items they are planning to improve for their friends.
Val and Appolo also get the chance to have some nice private time together.
Akerin has some nice daydreams as he begins the creation of his very first wand...who knows? Perhaps some day he may actually be able to craft such powerful wands--but he has to start small, and a Cure Light Wounds wand is still highly useful.
Then comes the dawn of a new day, and a hearty breakfast served by cheerful household staff. The maids are full of gossip--the Council of Kings is now in session, ensconced in the Jack's private audience chamber...there's an informal pool taking bets about how long the Council will remain in session.
Rigging Monday January 27th, 2003 5:02:10 PM
Rigging emerges from the rooms shared with his beautiful wife looking tired but happy. He must not have been getting much sleep lately.
He sits down with some of his friends and orders breakfast. As he munches on toast he will say, "So what is the word. As much as I am enjoying the down time, have we heard anything from Jack?"
Bart Monday January 27th, 2003 5:47:21 PM
The last couple off days Bart was silent, while he is training alone with his sword, he thinks over the last years since he started to adventure with this group. His thoughts goes to them who passed away Wynd was the first who was gone, the fights he has fought and won, the luck he has got in the battles. He is still alive and healthey. He thanks Domi for that. At they end of the hours of training his mind is blank no more thoughts, his moves are almost automatic he is in deep trance
(ooc sorry I forgot to say that i was away last week )
Ashira Monday January 27th, 2003 9:54:59 PM
Joining the others for breakfast, the half-elf positively glows. Sipping at a glass of orange juice, Ashira smiles at Bart. "Hey big guy, you doing ok?" She rubs Rigging's shoulders. "Well, love. I think I'll go out and do some shopping this morning, then how about we go explore some coral reefs?" She beams at the family members gathered around the table. "How 'bout it, anyone for an underseas adventure? I'd be glad to serve as tour guide."
Ari Tuesday January 28th, 2003 12:05:07 AM
Joining the family in the morning for breakfast Ari greets everyone that comes for breakfast. "That's okay Val. I just want to hang out here for now."
Unless someone proposes otherwise Ari is interested in just wandering the back hallways of the Jacks place and see what rumors he can find or any interesting places or what not.
Understairs Gossip & Such (DM Donna) Tuesday January 28th, 2003 8:30:00 AM
The general attitude of those who work in the Jack's palace is rather informal--even light-hearted. The men and women performing their various duties trade quips and gossip while doing their work, and are more than willing to include any of the visiting Wildcards in the conversations that abound.
The consensus amongst the servants is that Safeport is a very lively place--especially whenever a ship just comes back from being at sea. The numerous taverns there are open 24/7, with one particular tavern (the Happy Harpy) being a rather popular one with most pirates.
The kitchen staff are the ones who are running the pool about how long the Jack and the three Kings will remain in Council...the butler is fairly sure that the meeting will not break up before dinner at the very soonest.
Jerry Tuesday January 28th, 2003 10:51:25 PM
OOC: Hey guys and gals! Donna has asked for a sub for this week. She's getting bushwacked with real life. Greg Lucking from Games 4 and 9 has agreed to take over here for Donna for this week. He'll get over here and post as soon as he can get up to speed. :)
Thanks for your patience. Remember Donna and Ceil in your prayers and thoughts please.
Rigging Tuesday January 28th, 2003 10:54:38 PM
Rigging decides to take his beautiful wife up on her offer of tour guide. Gotta enjoy life while he can. He will put a silver on the council getting out at 2 am
Akerin Tuesday January 28th, 2003 11:52:44 PM
Akerin lets his friends know that he'd like to shop for a few things in Safeport to help him out with his first wand. If none object, he does so. If any would want to go with him, he welcomes their company. He expects it should not take too long...
Once he has the items required, he lets his friends know he will need eight hours undisturbed. And, in prayer and fasting and meditation and casting, he works on his project.
======== [Welcome, Greg!]
Ashira Wednesday January 29th, 2003 6:43:32 PM
The half-elf enjoys a leisurely breakfast, and then heads over to the Catacombs to do some shopping. After she is done, she comes in and changes into a swim suit. Finding Rigging, she watches as he changes into his swim suit, then walks with him to the shore line.
Appolo Wednesday January 29th, 2003 6:57:38 PM
Appolo spends a wonderful night with Valanthe, sleeps in then orders breakfast in bed for two. After breakfast he takes abath. He then asks Valanthe what she wants to do today. He really doesn't care about what the council of kings is doing or when the meeting will end. He's just going to try and enjoy the day.
Some well-deserved R&R (Sub-assistant back-up DM Greg) Thursday January 30th, 2003 12:04:19 AM
While Redux, Bart, Val, Ari and Appolo decide what to do today...
As Rigging and Ashira head out the door for their reef excursion, a young boy dressed in a tunic and apron calls out to them and catches up. "Ser and Mad'm, the head cook Perchant, he tole me to give this to you, and to wish you a gudday." He passes them a large wicker basket covered with a red checkered cloth, turns, and hurries back into the palace. If the cloth is lifted, the smell of fresh bread wafts out. It appears that the kitchen staff have packed a picnic lunch for the excursion. Ashira and Rigging walk out beyond the mouth of the harbour, to where the surf meets the reef-line along the outside coast. There is a bright sun in the sky, and very little wind; it is a perfect day for swimming and exploring the watery underworld.
Meanwhile, Akerin returns with his purchases from the Catacombs, ready to try his hand at creating his first permanent magic item. He realizes it will take one full day to imbue a very small portion of Alemi's power (and also a not-insignificant portion of his own power) into such a wondrous item. [OOC: Kim, as per your note in the Catacombs, I presume you are creating a 1st level cure light wounds wand (heals 1d8+1), which will cost you 375 gp in components from the Catacombs, and 30 XP.] He heads back to his quarters in the palace, but realizes that he might not get the undisturbed time he needs in the sleeping chambers area. Asking one of the many pages ("cabin boys, please!") for a quiet room to carry out his task, he is led to one of the small workshops in the first basement of the palace. The "cabin boy" assures him, "Oy'll just hang this here sign on the door handle, and you can bets no-one will come a-knockin', short of a major 'mergency. Good luck, m'lord." The workshop contains two work benches and chairs, some simple woodworking and metalworking tools, as well as a supply of fruit, bread and water.
Ari Thursday January 30th, 2003 1:30:05 AM
Ari continues to relax around the area from his time out to sea. He ponders for some time as to what his feelings are after seeing Andruid and being reminded that there doesn't appear to be anyone here or in Isldur that is taking care of the animals. As he ponders this question he finds him self roaming the countryside (if there is any) and seeing the sights as he wonders whether he should put more emphasis about being in harmony with the animal kingdom.
Valanthe Thursday January 30th, 2003 2:57:50 AM
Valanthe doesn't do anything special. The young elf lounges in bed before taking a walk in the bazaar and touring the island.
Redux Thursday January 30th, 2003 8:49:39 AM
The young man enjoys the breakfast with the others, and then watches expectantly while Ashira and Rigging plan their excursion. As soon as they are gone, he sneaks into their room and places a mahogany box on their bed, with a card labeled "Ashira" in carefully scribed calligraphy.
When Valanthe emerges from her bedroom, Redux hands her Ashira's longsword, with a slight frown on his face. "I wasn't able to get it upgraded. Who knew weapons cost that much?! Good thing I took the armor too. I think Ashira's going to like the enhancement I had added onto it." Redux cheers at the thought of seeing Ashira open her present, and smiles at Val. "Thanks again for helping me out. Although I still think it would have been more fun to do it my way."
Not wanting to miss the expression on Ashira's face, Redux calls to Talon. "Talon, post yourself outside of the Palace, and let me know when Ashira and Rigging return."
Bart Thursday January 30th, 2003 1:19:58 PM
"Redux, a magic armor cost a lot of money, magic weapons even more. And magic armor and weapons with more powers cost even more. I paid a lot of money for my chain shirt and I'm saving money to buy a better sword. I'm going to train now. If you want you can join me."
Again Bart trains a long time. He then decides to go to the temple to pray to Domi and Alemni.
Ashira Thursday January 30th, 2003 7:58:01 PM
The half-elf thanks the boy, and hands him a gold piece. "Here you go, buy yourself something nice."
Upon arriving at the reef-line, Ashira spreads out the picnic, and begins to serve lunch to her new husband. Thinking to herself that she really needs to work on Rigging's tan line, she fishes out a bunch of grapes from the basket and feeds them to Rigging as she contemplates out loud. "You know love, if they are able to duplicate that water, it could mean the end of the slavery of Aisildur. But what of the other nations? Ga'al is clearly interesting in spreading his control.... So where does that leave us? Are we caught up in a never ending battle?"
Rigging Thursday January 30th, 2003 10:21:17 PM
Rigging lounges on the beach enjoying the view of the sky, the water, and his wife. He listens to her concerns and ponders for a minute or two. He then answers, "If they can duplicate the waters, then we can export it to the other nations. I doubt though that Ga'al will get nearly a strong following as he has here. Remember what Alemi said. The priests of Ga'al have to get converts the old fashioned way. They just can't forcibly heartseed a population. The other gods will be jealous of the worshippers and instruct their priests to block Ga'al's minions. He will get some foolhardy types to join him but our main battle is here." Rigging sits back and rests his head into his arms. As he watches the sky, he adds, "Even if we get a cure, administering it is going to be a huge logistical job. Until they are freed of the heartseed, Ga'al will have his worshippers resist us. I will never forget how we got mobbed at the temple. A whole village rose up agaisnt us. Many were family members of some of our friends. It was horrible." Rigging shutters in the memory.
First day off in a long time (Sub-assistant back-up DM Greg) Thursday January 30th, 2003 11:54:27 PM
Most of the party members decide to go their own way today. Like any group of good friends, every so often each of you need to spend some down-time alone, to pursue your separate interests...
Ari makes his way out of the city, getting the feel of the natural world outside the population center. Since the island is not very large, there are no typical wilderness areas. He does find a large colony of sea-birds: puffins, gannets, boobies, and gulls. He finds a rocky stretch of shoreline that is inhabited by large family group of seals. And lastly, he finds a sandy beach that is used by sea turtles as a nesting site, although it is empty right now. In the scrub and grass that covers the island, he finds many small creatures, including lizards, small mammals, and ground-nesting birds. Curiously, there are no carnivores, or snakes. He would have expected to have seen at least a fox or a weasel, but they seem to be absent.
Akerin spends the day in the workroom, barely taking a break to eat, as he works to create his first magic item.
Bart spends the day with the off-duty palace guard, a motley collection of men and women with only the love of weapons and combat in common. They use a wide variety of weapons and styles, and Bart is able to learn a few new tricks. After a hard morning of training, the guards invite Bart out for lunch at a nearby tavern, then back to the palace to resume the training regimen. Once the training day is over, the guards invite Bart out to supper, but he declines, and instead heads to the nearby temple to pray. Afterwards, he returns to the palace for dinner and to meet up with his friends.
Redux spends the day in his chamber, studying and resting, waiting for Ashira and Rigging to return from their underwater sojourn.
Ashira and Rigging enjoy the day and each other's company. The water is warm and inviting, and the coral and small fish are varied and colourful. At one point during the afternoon, a small pod of dolphins joins in the water-play, much to their delight. As the sun is setting, they return to the palace, and upon entering their room, discover a mahogany box with the name "Ashira" on a card on the top.
Valanthe and Appolo head out to explore the city. Since it is a city inhabited by far-ranging pirates, the bazaar contains an incredibly broad array of items from all across the Wold. Almost anything you can imagine can be purchased here. [OOC: This is an opportunity to purchase something a little out of the ordinary, if you want.] They eat lunch at a tavern, and end up spending most of the afternoon there, since the refreshments are especially good. On the way back to the palace at the end of the day, they spot a teenage boy posting a handbill on a nearby wall. They take a closer look at the handbill, which reads:
NOTICE
Sign up now for the THIRD ANNUAL WILD CARD GREAT TREASURE HUNT
First prize: THE FABULOUS GOLDEN ROSE TROPHY, along with 1,000 GP, and the ENVY AND ADMIRATION OF YOUR PEERS
Second prize, third prize, fourth prize, etc.: The GIANT RED RASPBERRY
Sign up at THE HAPPY HARPY, see SMILING PETE by SUNDOWN, 6th DAY of the MONTH. [OOC: that means by tomorrow sundown, if you want to take part.]
The FUN starts at 9:00 AM SHARP on the 7TH.
Redux Friday January 31st, 2003 7:00:38 PM
Redux hears about the contest and makes his way down to register for the treasure hunt. He stops to talk it up with others reading the poster as well as the staff of the mansion about what kind of an event this is, as well as any history it might have.
Bart Tuesday February 4th, 2003 1:23:55 PM
A treasure Hunt? Hmmm sounds interesting. I think i go to the Happy Harpy to see that smiling Pete
Smilin' Jack (DM Donna) Tuesday February 4th, 2003 2:34:44 PM
(OOC: thank you, Greg, for helping the game out when I needed you. Now--let's rock, Wildcards!)
An out-of-breath footman knocks before promptly bursting into the shared parlor of the area inhabited by the Wildcards.
"The Jack--he's ready t'make his announcement--he'd be right well pleased if'n ya go to the public hall!" he blurts out, then turns and scurries for the door. He pauses just as he skids through.
"Oh, yeah--*I* won th'pool!" the grinning servant adds, then runs off.
According to the clock, it's a good 20 hours or so since the Jack first ensconced himself with the three Kings of the Islands. Their debate lasted all that time, and now you are about to hear their decision.
Inside the public audience chamber, the Jack--resplendent in a red velvet coat and fine lawn ruffled shirt--paces up and down instead of sitting in the throne-like chair that is there. Once the Wildcards arrive, he goes to Rigging and firmly clasps the canny mage's hand with both of his.
"We had us a full-on shoutin' match, that we did, me bucko," the Jack says, "The King o' Coins was wantin' to dose all of the major heads of the temples of Ga'al, while King Swords was just as keen as t'keep all the potion here for researchin'. The third King was th'Voice of Reason, though--she pointed out there was more'n enough potion to split th'difference...thus do I have a present for ye..!" The Jack bellows loud, and a page runs into the room with a basket containing five bottles.
"We be keepin' the research potion in that fancy bottle ye got in Isildur." he tells you. "We put five separate doses into five regular potion bottles--Rushcant made sure that they lost NONE of their effectiveness...but she warns ye that these aren't magicked vessels like the Feybelle bottle...they can be unmagicked if'n a spellcaster of the right level makes the attempt. Otherwise, they are five doses of Heart Healin' potion...an' I be happy to say that you all may use them as YOU see fit. I trust yer judgement, maties...I just know ye'll use 'em fer the best!" The Jack of Trumps grins and slaps Rigging's back.
"Now--I got me own ship to tend to, me fine pirates--I'll leave ye to yer rest an' relaxation...little birdies of th' mansion tell me that ye plan to visit the Happy Harpy Tavern, an' I can heartily recommend it!" With this, the Jack winks at you and takes his leave in a swirl of fine velvet and spicy cologne.
You are free to follow up on your stated plans to go to The Happy Harpy.
Jerry Tuesday February 4th, 2003 9:01:21 PM
Congratulations on your restart! Enjoy the game! (Donna delete this in a few days. ;)
Ashira Tuesday February 4th, 2003 10:05:17 PM
The young paladin grins from ear to ear as the Jack makes the decision of the council public to the WildCards, though she is baffeled by the idea of being in control of five doses. She smiles wickedly and pats Rigging on the back.
Rigging Wednesday February 5th, 2003 9:26:25 AM
Rigging feels a conflict of emotions rush through him mind. Joy at being able to save 5 indiviuals from the heartseed. He also feels the crush of responsibility on having to protect the doses and choose 5 worthy individuals.
Rigging reaches forth and accepts the basket. "Thank you my Jack," he murmurs and bows.
"Wildcards, Please attend me for a moment." Rigging will walk to his and Ashira's room. He will turn to his family and say, "I want to divide these up without prying eyes. Protect these with all your bravery and honor." The mage hands out a potion to Val, Bart, Ashira, Redux and Ari. "Appolo, it up to you and I to protect the others. Takes a thief to catch one," Rigging says with a grin.
Rigging suddenly grins, "Who wants a drink? I am ready to head over to the Happy Harpy. If the Jack recommends it, it has to be good. He seems to know his bars."
Ari Wednesday February 5th, 2003 11:44:01 AM
Moving into the audience chamber Ari listens to what the Jack has to say.
Happy that the family was able to get 5 doses back, Ari then takes his dose when Riggings gives it back to him.
Since the Jack recommended it and there might not be time for another outing of the family. Ari decides that he'll join the gang at the Happy Harpy.
Akerin Wednesday February 5th, 2003 1:00:56 PM
The healer is able to rejoin the party in the public hall in time for the Jack's announcement. He is pleased with their decision.
Once Rigging distributes the remaining vials, Akerin says, "It is wise to place each egg in a separate basket. And I shall join you, Rigging and Appolo, in protecting those baskets, though I do not profess to being a thief."
As plans are discussed for where to go, Akerin pulls from his sleeve a straight, deep brown wooden wand. "Alemi has blessed me and, I trust, all of us, in allowing me to create this wand. It can heal the hurts we sustain." He turns to Ashira. "Are you able to heal wounds? That is, do you know the power to cure light wounds? If so, I may have something for you." He turns to the rest of the party. "Or, if there are any others among us with the power, we have another wand, of similar effect, that one of you can use."
Valanthe Wednesday February 5th, 2003 1:31:00 PM
Val wonders what the treasure hunt will be like. It might be fun to let go for a few hours and engage in some meaningless fun. Not that they haven't already. If the treasure hunt turns out to be a bust she could always sneak off somewhere with Appolo.
"So does anybody know anything about this treasure hunt?"
Ashira Wednesday February 5th, 2003 3:30:39 PM
Ashira takes the vial and tucks it in a VERY safe place in her backpack. "I will protect it with my life," she says to no one in particular.
When Akerin asks about her healing ability, Ashira blushes. "Ummm... no, my lord Alemi has not seen fit to give me that ability yet. Ari can though." Oddly enough, Ashira seems to be ashamed of this lack in her abilities.
At Rigging's suggestion of the Happy Harpy, Ashira brightens. "Yes, a night out on the town would be fun." She turns to gather a few of her things when she notices the package lying on her bed. A very curious expression on her face, Ashira inspects the box, then opens it. Finding her armor inside, Ashira looks slightly confused. A smile slowly spreads over her face, and she catches Valanthe's face. Nudging Rigging, she says, "I think I smell a rat."
Rigging Wednesday February 5th, 2003 3:45:40 PM
OOC: Oops sorry Akerin. Knew I was forgetting someone. Only got 4 hours sleep last night and it is showing.
====== [No prob. I understand sleep deprivation. -Kim] :-)
Appolo Wednesday February 5th, 2003 7:18:45 PM
Appolo listens to the Jack, nodding in agreement with the decision.
He then joins the rest of the group with Rigging and again nods in agreement with Rigging's decision.
When the talk turns to the treasure hunt, Appolo says, "Well let's go, we got a treasure hunt to win."
Redux Wednesday February 5th, 2003 11:13:24 PM
Redux accepts the potion from Rigging with a smile. "May Wardd smile on our adventures and lead the recipients of this nectar of Alemi to our path. Ya know the bright side of all of this, don't you? Two things. Replicating the potion will be a boon to our cause. And this way we only have to find 5 people, not 10; that either makes it more valuable or easier to get rid of. Let's be off for more smiles as a family--off to the Happy Harpy and find out more about this treasure hunt."
Akerin Thursday February 6th, 2003 3:09:16 AM
"No, Ashira - do not feel this way," Akerin tells the green-complected half elf. "In his time, I am confident he will vouchsafe to you this skill. For you are a woman of noble spirit."
On the way to the Happy Harpy, the monk makes inquiries of his friends to see if he can find out from them what this contest is all about.
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