<div dir="ltr"><div>"Yes, yes.....I guess you could say that the Gods are my special subject." Rikku grinned. "Travel long enough with me and I may even divulge some secrets that man or beast was not meant to know. Or perhaps, I may let you read some of The Abiding Book. Only some, mind." Rikku knelt down. "Perhaps we might be friends. You could tell me everything you know about your God and any other mystical knowledge you may possess. I'll let you think it over" Rikku turned and walked away a few feet before turning back, "My considerable magical talents are at your disposal should you so wish." Rikku grinned as he walked back to the party.</div>
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<div class="gmail_quote">On Mon, Oct 20, 2008 at 10:54 PM, Lev Lafayette <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:lev@mimesisrpg.com">lev@mimesisrpg.com</a>></span> wrote:<br>
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid">Rikku knows of the sort of creature Dernu is; an Alynx, a creature that<br>has been widespread in western and central Glorantha since the Storm<br>
Age. Although somewhat cunning for an animal, rare indeed is it to find<br>one who is entirely sapient as this one seems to be.<br><br>"My God is Yinkin, son of Kero Fin, the Mountain Mother and Fralar, King<br>of the Carnivores. Yinkin has blessed me and cursed me, that I know not<br>
the simple bestial desires, but am aware of the ebb and flow of the<br>powers of Gods in the lands. During the second age, the Empire of Wyrms<br>Friends asked Yinkin not once, but twice, to choose between his nature<br>and his kin. His brother Orlanth saved him twice from the seductive<br>
clutches of the Wyrm Friends... No offense Dragonnewt, but even to this<br>cat, kinship is more important that the sensual pleasures offered."<br><br>"When the Great Darkness fell, Yinkin struggled in the cold wastelands.<br>
Half-starved he came across a corpse, frozen in snow. Rather than eat<br>the corpse, Yinkin licked off the ice and lo! Underneath it was brother<br>Orlanth who, when revived, began the Lightbringers Quest and rescued<br>Yelm from the clutches of death"<br>
<br>"Yinkin will always have a place by the warm fire of Orlanth's stead,<br>but his real home is among the wind in the forest. Yinkin is the<br>hunter... I am the hunter, brought into this world with intelligence and<br>
speech. I am here to serve revive brother Orlanth from the cold once<br>again, just like the time of the Great Darkness."<br><br>The cat looks at Rikku quizzically. "Have you learned something about<br>the Gods?"<br>
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<div class="Wj3C7c"><br>On Wed, 2008-10-15 at 21:30 +1100, Damien Bosman wrote:<br>> Completely ignoring the King, Rikku eagerly made his way towards Dernu<br>> and Gernu. Aghast and ignoring formalities, Rikku approached them,<br>
> "Unbelievable. I have studied creatures great and small with<br>> particular focus on the feline but I dare say you are unique. I need<br>> to know more about you." There was not the slighest hint of a request<br>
> in Rikku's tone.<br>><br>><br>><br>> [OOC]<br>> "He is totally naked, with numerous Wind runes in blue dye over his<br>> body." Dr. Manhattan???? :P<br>><br>><br>><br>> On Mon, Oct 13, 2008 at 11:35 PM, Lev Lafayette <<a href="mailto:lev@mimesisrpg.com">lev@mimesisrpg.com</a>><br>
> wrote:<br>> Scene 72: The Iron Ring<br>><br>> Acting as protectors to the Orlanthi refugees and keeping the<br>> Telmori<br>> leashed in order to maintain the peace, the Fellowship takes a<br>
> leading<br>> role in the journey to the Auroch Hills, where the last rebels<br>> have<br>> holed up. Miryanth The Purple explains that this location is<br>> where the<br>
> Last Free King, Broyan, has set himself against the Lunar<br>> Forces.<br>> Although but a few day's journey, it is ardorous through the<br>> thick snow<br>> and incredibly still air.<br>
><br>> Eventually however the party arrives at the campsite. It is<br>> small by the<br>> standards seen by the Fellowship in the past. Barely several<br>> hundred<br>> warriors, if that, and probably only a third of those truly<br>
> capable. The<br>> rest are barely men, brave but impetuous, full of youthful<br>> energy and<br>> ideas of rebellion - or they are old, slow of sinew, but<br>> relishing the<br>
> opportunity for one good fight before they join the ranks of<br>> their dead<br>> god.<br>><br>> Miryanth strides with direction, straight to the tents of his<br>> King,<br>
> bringing the Fellowship with him, along with the leashed<br>> Telmori and the<br>> Storm Bull (who, finally revealed his name as Alyrard). Upon<br>> witnessing<br>> the group, King Broyan, dressed in helm and chain hauberk and<br>
> with sword<br>> and shield by his side, rises to converse with Miryanth who<br>> explains<br>> that this group are most seasoned adventurers, many of them<br>> from the far<br>
> west and even beyond and that they come with a recommendation<br>> from<br>> Nauticles in Esrolia. They seek to journey to the East, and<br>> are unable<br>> to do as Orlanth is bound in death. With their assistance, we<br>
> may win<br>> this battle, the Purple Sage explains - but they will only do<br>> so with<br>> the promise that a revived Orlanth provides great winds to aid<br>> their<br>
> journey.<br>><br>> "They seek...", says Miryanth with a pause, "Many strange<br>> things that I<br>> have gleaned from conversation. The shamaness claims that she<br>
> is weirded<br>> to remove the stain of Chaos from the Telmori - and strangely<br>> so she<br>> does have a certain sway with said beings". Hiding his shame<br>> with a<br>
> cough, "She managed to convince the Telmori to join the<br>> rebellion at the<br>> Wild Temple. Those present are representatives of their<br>> people."<br>><br>> "The disparate group claim that they are seeking the weapons<br>
> of Talor's<br>> Companions to defeat an evil called The Kingdom of War which<br>> threatens<br>> their borders. They have one of these weapons; the axe borne<br>> by the<br>
> shaman. The others are to the east and north. One of their<br>> number claims<br>> to the new crowned king of Seshnela, and I have found no<br>> reason to<br>> disbelieve him yet."<br>
><br>> "The Storm Bull, Alyrard, confirms that some indeed fought<br>> against a<br>> Lunar patrol which ambushed his clan - but demands the right<br>> to execute<br>> the Telmori as Chaotic prisoners."<br>
><br>> Broyan spends a moment deep in thought. "So... the Telmori no<br>> longer to<br>> wish to howl at the moon in friendship? That is indeed good<br>> news. We may<br>
> not be friends yet, but for the time being we may not be<br>> enemies.<br>> Alyrard, you did well to capture such a large number of<br>> werewolves, and<br>> seemingly single-handedly. Our numbers are few however and<br>
> rather than<br>> immediate execution, perhaps some indentured labour would be<br>> more<br>> appropriate first. You also acted wisely bringing them to me<br>> before<br>
> slaughtering them; for if what the foreigner says is true, you<br>> may have,<br>> in your own way, destroyed Chaos in greater numbers than you<br>> can<br>> imagine.... Go join your clan and prepare for the upcoming<br>
> battle.<br>> Prepare for the Hurricane."<br>><br>> With the departure of the Storm Bull the King becomes visibly<br>> more<br>> relaxed. First he bows to King Azhur, as one king to another.<br>
> He<br>> inquires to each member of the Fellowship what their story is,<br>> and how<br>> they came to be so far from home, and what the revival of the<br>> dead god<br>
> Orlanth could do for them. And he introduces the members of<br>> the<br>> Fellowship to the Iron Ring itself. "When in battle", the King<br>> remarks,<br>> each member of the Ring has been allocated a force. You<br>
> foreigners may<br>> choose who you wish to attach yourself with."<br>><br>> "The assault is led by spear and sword, on the left and right<br>> wings, by<br>> Dernu and Gernu on the left and Elalanditi Wild Wind." You<br>
> cannot help<br>> be surprised by Dernu, a large spotted cat with long sharp<br>> ears, who<br>> does the talking for his silent human partner. Elmalandtri on<br>> the other<br>
> hand is somewhat shocking in his own right. Despite the cold,<br>> he is<br>> totally naked, with numerous Wind runes in blue dye over his<br>> body. His<br>> dark hair and beard are wild and unkempt.<br>
><br>> "Our missile force is led by Gyffur Ulfsonn, they will take<br>> the centre<br>> front." Gyffur is a grim man which speaks with a voice that<br>> has seen too<br>
> much already. There is more than a slightly crazed look in his<br>> eye.<br>><br>> "The central force is myself and Orlastor Spearlord." Orlastor<br>> is a<br>> middle-aged man, balding, fat but one who gives the appearance<br>
> of a<br>> professional soldier, albeit long retired."<br>><br>> "And Miryanth.. you can bring up the rear and organise support<br>> for this<br>> battle."<br>
><br>> Miryanth seems concerned; "Where is Queen Kallyr Starbow,<br>> leader of the<br>> rebellion?"<br>><br>> The King shook his head sadly. "Missing. Not seen for many<br>
> days."<br>><br>> After the introductions are complete, the King gathers some<br>> wild, naked,<br>> priestesses with him. They sacrifice a sacred Auroch Bull upon<br>> a stone<br>
> altar and begin a chant, and just like the battle with the<br>> Lunars a<br>> ghostly apparition appears. For a moment it hovers above the<br>> campsite<br>> and then, with incredible speed, it rushes northwards. The<br>
> chanting<br>> continues, and shows no sign of stopping.<br>><br>> Once again Jareena recognises the magic. "They are serious<br>> about this.<br>> That bull was not so much a sacrifice to their Gods, but<br>
> laying a scent<br>> trial for their enemy."<br>><br>> "They are summoning the Lunars."<br>><br>> [Icthya's scene next...]<br>><br>><br>> _______________________________________________<br>
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