Sleipner
Old School
Retired FRC DM
Lets all throw thumbtacks in the air, and catch em with our bare eyes
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Post by Sleipner on Nov 20, 2007 18:59:54 GMT -5
Strange sounds are heard in the area around Redmist .Ragefilled Howls and barking . A few farmers have reported missing livestock and a wagon train to the Thayan Enclave was attacked by what seemed to be rabid dogs. Tension is high among the general populace as calm have not yet settled since the temple incident . People are afraid to go outside , especially at night, but even during the day traders close early and people vacate the streets hours before the sun sets. The people of Redmist are used to a miltary presence, but these days they are ever more dominant. An eerie mood settles on the free city of Redmist
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mastersenge
Old School
[orange]Player Advocate[/orange] Scoutmaster of Evil Scouts Troop 1372
"I can't brain today. I've got the dumb."
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Post by mastersenge on Nov 22, 2007 3:01:35 GMT -5
*a large group of half orcs walks up to the great hall. The leader hands a bloody sack full of werewolf hands and other chopped up wolf parts to the guard at the door*
You give dis ta Captain Ran Ann. Tell hims BearClaw tribe did what he ask. We wait for pay at da inn. Tell him come find Chief Korg.
*He grunts a command to the other half orcs and they all walk off.*
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Sleipner
Old School
Retired FRC DM
Lets all throw thumbtacks in the air, and catch em with our bare eyes
Posts: 276
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Post by Sleipner on Nov 22, 2007 13:50:52 GMT -5
A man sits quiet and contemplative in his best lounge chair , in his meager house. The rain drums on the window in the monotone manner you get used to, when being a long time resident of Cormyr. He stands and walks slowly over to the window resting his arm on the wall. "Arh. . the harbor" he thought and gave a little smile: "Not like Redmist but . . . " His smile vanished " it will have to do . . . for now" he said quietly with an awareness, that if the recent news from the Free City was what he suspected, he' d be lucky to see any ocean again.
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Sleipner
Old School
Retired FRC DM
Lets all throw thumbtacks in the air, and catch em with our bare eyes
Posts: 276
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Post by Sleipner on Nov 27, 2007 12:26:14 GMT -5
A giant figure walks down a set of crude stone stairs . The draft gets hold of his long flaming red hair and nearly puts out the torches on the wall. The Braids in his massive beard keep it from getting caught in the wind. In his right hand he leans on a staff with an oddly carved blade on top that seems like a mere twig in this hulk of a mans hand. His loin cloth and the black bearskin cloak is the only thing offering protection from the cold below.
"Sssssundar" A slow hissing voice greets him as he enters the cold empty stone room. A thin figure all covered in a black robe steps out from the shadows, a weak chin with a black goatee the only visible from a large hood. The hands emerging from the robe sleeves more resembles claws with nails so long, that any closing of the bony hand is near impossible.
"I trusst that your vissit in Dhedluk wasss a ssuccess ?" The black robed man moves in circles around the large redbearded servant , who is obviously uneasy at the thin mans manner of approach. The large man takes a step backwards "No exalted Tearer Bronskov , Captain Hallo . . . " The next words is nothing but guttoral growling as the thin man grabs him by the throat and slams him up against the wall , lifting him with ease a feet above the ground "Captain Hallomein !" The hiss turns to a low pitched growl as the hooded man moves his face so close that Sundar can make out the sharpened teeth and his eyes that flares with red and yellow " Captain Hallomein iss a rat in mazze , that NEEDSss to be occupied untill the asscenssion ! " The large man whinces as the grip on his neck tightens "But exalted one , he had help ! Sundar grabs the thin mans arm , but his attempt is feeble "The Orcs that bothered us before , the Malarites helped as did the dragons ! Hallomein had collected a small army ! We were outmatched exalted Bronskov ! " The clawed man thows Sundar through the room with ease " An army you sssay ? We have an army " He rubs his hands as he approaches Sundar holding his throat , gasping for air " I killed Rolfer " Sundar says , each word struggling from his throat " he didnt tell the Captain where the Redmist cleric is " Bronskov moves towards him with feline grace " Youre a fool Sssundar , now we dont know either " Bronskov snarls with impatience " ssso he fightss uss "Bronskov , rubs his goatee slowly "We will give him a fight A clawed finger points at Sundar "Redmisst givess the Captain sshelter , we will sstart with making them regret that decsission Bronskov walks forward towards Sundar , still lying down, in a predatory way . His eyes flaring even more "Redmisst will ssuffer , kill all farmerss in the outlaying area . Bathe in the blood of their cattle make sssure NOONE ! i and do mean NOONE ! enters or leaves Redmist . We will make a ghosstown out of that dungheap yet" Browskow claws at the air , missing Sundars nose by an inch " And for Hallomeinss army , sstart with the orcss bring me their headss on a platter ! Bring me their lifeless carcasses so I can bathe in their intestiness ! and proceed to eliminate ANYONE sightet with him ! " Bronskovs turns his back to the giant man still covering in the corner "Jusst wissh we knew where the Redmisst cleric iss , or hiss name " "All may not be lost my liege" Sundar stands and gives a short whistle.Sundar continues towards the exit " 2 of the brethren caught a girl sneaking out of Redmist" A womens cry is heard from the tunnel leading to the room , mixed with growls from 2 doglike creatures. They throw the young girl , no more than 25 years of age, infront of Broskov and resume guard position at the exit. Bronskov holds the womens chin in the palm of his hand "Milord" the young woman cries" I will do anything. . " Bronskov squeezes the chin a bit tighter making her cry out in pain "Hussh my cchild, tell me what I need and ..your life will be ssspared" The girl nods still sobbing " What isss the cleric of Redmisstss family name ? , where is he ? " Bronskov snarls The girl gets a surprised look on her face" The Cleric ? Captain hallo. . " " no no no no cchild "Bronskov says soothingly The one before the captain Bronskov smiles and reveals his sharpened teeth " Coldstone of the morninglord ?"she looks down" Nobody knows where he is, milord . He dissapeared during the demon war , he is thought to be dead" Bronskov releases his clawed grip and smiles even wider " Coldsssstone" Bronskov tastes the word smacking his almost non existing lips " Thank you cchild , you can leave " He nods at the creatures at the exit, which leaps forward and and begins to drag her back up the stairs "Milord yer promised. . ." she pleads. Bronskov ignores her plea and turns to Sundar with his eyes flaring "Let it be know among ALL the beasts FIND Dawnbringer Coldsstone and bring him to ME ! Find him Sssundar or it will be your life FIND HIM ! FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND HIIIIIIIIMMMMMM ! Sundar nods as Bronskovs bellowing from below, mixes in with the screams of a young women from above and thegrowls of two creatures tearing into her flesh
Somewhere a disturbed flock of woodland birds take of from their rest in a tree
// This concludes the prologue Nighttime.Chapter 1 : Search and Rescue Will start shortly//
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