Ender's Island D&D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)
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				Title: <strong>Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 16:08:53</strong>
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				&nbsp; Just before the sun breaks the horizon, the tides turn and the water recedes from the beach, the retreating waves leave recesses in the wet, malleable sand. Outlined by this natural art is the still form of a shortish humanoid, clad in steel plates and with a white metal shield with a stylized insignia fastened to her left arm. How she apparently managed to swim any distance in such gear is a mystery. However the elf has other things on her mind as having won against the waters of the sea she must know battle the waters of her mind, pushing herself up from the murky depth to the light of consciousness.<br>&nbsp; Her revival is not sudden, but gradual. She becomes aware of the fact that she is lying down, the cold, wet seawater, the irritating sensation aggravated by course sand and salt. She hears the sound of moving water. The sea, not a river. There are other sounds, but they are hushed, she cannot make them out. After an unknowable amount of time, her state of awakening extends, allowing her to move from the shallow grip of the sand, leaving a pool of water where her torso had rested.<br>&nbsp; The beach she is on stretches back for another 80 feet, the sand becoming pale yellow above the water line. Beyond it a grey cliff face rises, extending along to the west, here ragged, here smooth, but consistently around 200ft tall. There is wildlife on this rock, birds and the occasional lizard, but what catches the elf’s attention is the three flying humanoids. Gliding through the air in calculated circles they push off from the top of the cliff, their human faces, stretched to resemble a bird, watching her as they turn around to land again, evidently unable to support themselves with their wings for long. They are scrawny, and whilst their bare feet seem to be of normal skin without talons, they lack arms, having instead wings with black features which extend along the neck. Clad in shabby and faded rags she is able to see that parts of the chest are feathery as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>29-12-2011, 07:45:54</strong>
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				Alysia groaned as the blackness that clouded her mind slowly fades revealing the foreign surroundings in the yellow of the sand, the greens of the foliage and the rising grayness of the cliff face.&nbsp; She shook her hand and grumbled as her wet blonde locks flopped against her armor... which was also soaking wet.&nbsp; "Oh not salt water..." she grumbled and tried to scramble to her feet, immediately stumbling and finding herself kneeling in the shallow water stirring up the bottom so she could not see her gaunleted hands.&nbsp; "Corellon, by your grace please keep the rust away." Alysia prayed softly as she crawled out of the surf and onto drier land.&nbsp; &nbsp;She dropped her shield and removed the sword belt that held scabbards for her sword and dagger, both of which were still in them, and two belt pouches that hung soggily to her narrow waist.&nbsp; <br><br>Alysia slowly scanned the beach and once realizing anything or one approaching her would be visible for some time prior to engagement she took a moment to look back to the water.&nbsp; "What happened.." she pondered aloud remembering the ship, the horribly incompentent human crew and captain.&nbsp; "Even I knew they should have avoided that storm." She snorted for a moment and shook her head.&nbsp; Alysia scanned the water for some time but found no debris, bodies or supplies.&nbsp; &nbsp;Shrugging her shoulders she turned and looked up to cliff and finally spotting the soaring beings.&nbsp; "What could those things be?" she wondered aloud and finally shrugged again.&nbsp; They were not flying closer and it seemed like they did not intend to cause her harm.&nbsp; "Ok, Ok no avoiding it now.&nbsp; You have to come off." she said aloud and started removing the buckles and straps holding the form fitting and complex armor together.&nbsp; Minutes later Alysia stood with her armor laid out before her on the dry sand.&nbsp; Her cloths were damp, forming to her slender willow-like form.&nbsp; She wasn't tall, barely over 5 feet and with her narrow arms, small bosom, slightly curved hips and thighs she didn't look like she weighed over 100 pounds.&nbsp; Alysia's golden eyes scanned the area one more time before kneeling down with each piece of armor and oiling it with a cloth and a small flask of oil from one pouch.&nbsp; &nbsp;She did the work methodically and quickly and perhaps an hour passed before she was dry enough to put the armor back on.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally she was prepared to figure out just where she was and what that meant.&nbsp; She considered the flying humanoids but knew climbing was out of the question.&nbsp; With one last look upward she turned to the right and started down the beach. Her shield on her arm and her other hand resting on the pommel of her sword.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>29-12-2011, 15:11:37</strong>
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				&nbsp; As Alysia turns her attention to her armour lavishing it with oil and careful treatment, the sun continues to rise above the sea and soon the metal she is working on glitters, throwing stray rays of sunlight across her skin and occasionally into her eyes. The sand beneath her feet is also pleasantly warmed as the night’s chill is expelled by the fiery glow.<br>&nbsp; The bird folk’s curiosity continues to grow, and more and more start appearing on the edge of the cliff. Finally, as Alysia is reattaching her armour, one them braves the descend, landing deftly on the beach. With nimble legs bent, and based of his slight build, low body weight he barely disturbs the land, scattering merely a few grains with the last flap of his wings, and when he steps forwards the footprints revealed are shallower than those of a human.<br>&nbsp; The newcomer looks like those of his kind that Alysia saw earlier, but his cloths are finer, the colours fresh and the few tears have been crudely stitched with a sharp twig. Around his neck hangs a clump of undyed feathers, their varying size and shape indicating they may come from a number of different individuals. Perhaps a sign of authority? “You aare new here,” the bird man states the obvious but relevant observation in a high pitched voice. Up close Alysia can see that although their face is human, their teeth has merged into a disturbing beak like object, and their gums have shrivelled, revealing a single row unbroken enamel even when their mouth is closed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>29-12-2011, 23:26:23</strong>
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				Alysia followed the humanoid's flight down the cliff face and smiled in spite of her normal countenance as she admired the graceful if light, even by elven standards, landing.&nbsp; She did not remove her hand from her belt but did move it off the the pommel of the sword figuring this lone figure would have used weapons or spells from flight if it meant immediate harm.&nbsp; 'I am the visitor here...' she reminded herself as she gazed at the odd combinations of human and avian features, especially around the mouth.&nbsp; Alysia nodded at the question and smiled gently her golden almond shaped eyes studying the humanoid's response. "I am new by way of an storm." She paused and moved her arm towards the sea and was happy to note her armor did not grate loudly after the abused it had taken.&nbsp; "Apparently I have managed better than the ship I was on."<br><br>Alysia to touched her breastplate with her sword hand, "I am Alysia.&nbsp; Could you tell me more about this island?"<br>Alysia continued to study the odd figure examining it's mannerisms and speech wondering if she had met a friendly race from which to understand this strange place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>01-01-2012, 18:45:10</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Sea brings the strong aand lu-kkkka-y. Those not strong, ta-kkka-en by waaves. Those not lu-kkkka-y, ta-kkkka-en by Lord of the waaves,” the bird man explains with his high pitched voice and competent grasp of the common tongue. His already small lips stretch open and his beak juts forwards when enunciating certain sounds. Accompanied by slight twitches in his neck whenever this happens, this is a truly strange sight to behold. “I aam Rud,” he introduces himself, “Bird fol-kkka kkka-eep to us,”<br>&nbsp; He unfolds a wing in a sweeping motion, a rather grand gesture but a necessary one, since he is apparently unable simply raise his limb as Alysia can her arm. Rud indicates in a westerly direction, where the sand continues around the end of the grey cliff face. “Elves of kkka-aves,” he says shortly, before repeating the gesture with his other wing to point east. “Men of Chaastley, elves of wood, dwarves of island,”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>02-01-2012, 06:30:38</strong>
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				Normally Alysia would already be judging one speaking to her but honestly the blur that made up the previous hours before awakening on an unknown beach and his full range of body motioning when speaking delayed her normal behaviors and she listened to what he said.&nbsp; "Rud... Very nice to meet you.&nbsp; Elves in caves and in wood... Are they both colored like me?" Alysia ran her fingers down her face , about the only thing showing uncovered by armor.&nbsp; "Also you mentioned lord of the waves... who is that?".&nbsp; &nbsp;Alysia studied the strange humanoid but found him so far unthreatening and that was a good thing in her eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;She took the moment before his answer to look around and up just to make sure their wasn't any additional surprises about to appear.
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				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>02-01-2012, 13:34:56</strong>
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				&nbsp; Rud makes several odd movements: twitches of the body and neck, shuffling with his feet and tilting his head momentarily. Either one could be an acknowledgement of Alysia’s greeting or simply the inherent customs of his race, and the elf does not know enough about the bird folk to tell which. “Elves of kkka-aves dar-kkka-er. You are elf of woods,” Rud declares. After a pause he adds, “Lord of the waves is fish with fangs. Bigger than tree,” he turns both wings towards the receding waterline. His shrivelled lips betray no emotion, but his pupils widen at the thought of the water bound creature.
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				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>02-01-2012, 15:51:40</strong>
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				Alysia frowned as she followed is gaze out to the water its slow change from shallows to deeper, darker and apparently dangerous waters.&nbsp; She raised an eyebrow as she pondered a fish as big as a tree with fangs but shrugged, her armor protesting only slightly in the motion.&nbsp; "Well I have no intention to try to go back out there.&nbsp; Now... darker huh..." Alysia's frown deepened as she looked west down the beach.&nbsp; "just how much darker Rud?" and then she caught herself.&nbsp; 'Does it really matter right now?' she scolded herself internally and slowly turned her frown into a smile.&nbsp; "Rud, never mind that question.&nbsp; Are you friends with any on the island besides your own?"<br><br>Alysia sighed softly wondering just why she was here an more important how to show the patience she knew was her private challenge and still be true to her heart.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>05-01-2012, 02:09:38</strong>
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				&nbsp; At Alysia’s first question, Rud casts his eyes around, as if looking for something in his surroundings with which to compare the skin tone of the cave elves. Save for the two of you the beach is utterly deserted, and if there are any fish in the waters their movement is hidden by that of the waves. The cliffs have several small creatures on them, birds, rodents and lizards, but their hide is camouflaged to match the rock: it seems that unless the elves have sea blue, pale yellow or dull grey skill he will not be able to adequately described them.<br>&nbsp; As such the bird man is no doubt relieved when Alysia abandons that line of pursuit, although the elf cannot yet read his facial expressions well enough to know this for sure. ““Bird fol-kkka kkka-eep to us,” he repeats, adding “Trade for goods,” the two statements apparently summarizing the interaction of his people with the others on the island.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 15:00:49</strong>
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				Alysia nodded, already guessing as much at his answer.&nbsp; Simple deduction told her his was a simpler people, not prone to excess 'especially by the way their clothes look' she thought sourly.&nbsp; She smiled through it and shrugged, "Well Rud, I'm guessing you trade with either men, elves or dwarves of the island so I believe that might be my best course... Especially since I cannot fly nor care to climb." She smiled softer this time at her own joke but tapped her armor.&nbsp; &nbsp;Alysia watched the strange humanoid and tried to figure out a way to gauge his reactions if nothing else because it looked like she was going to be here awhile.&nbsp; &nbsp;Meeting up with humans or dwarves did not really instill her with a great sense of ease and Rud seemed likeable enough.&nbsp; &nbsp;'Now I wish I would have paid more attention when the priests were talking about races.' she internalized and then shook the thought away.<br><br>"Rud, how do you travel, do you choose to fly or walk?" Alysia was genuinely curious at his mode of transportation for he appeared frail, like a bird.&nbsp; She turned her body towards the east and squinted slightly.&nbsp; "How warm is it going to get?" she whispere to herself realizing she was not in all that good of a situation.&nbsp; Lost, minimal food, not much water and unknown enemies and allies all waiting to be uncovered.&nbsp; Alysia waited for his response before asking "will you travel east for a time?"
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				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>20-01-2012, 22:41:42</strong>
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				&nbsp; “Men will take you in,” Rad says simply, and you cannot help but feel that the strange creature doe not fully understand the differences of an elf and humans. At the subject of travel the bird folk appears to become nervous, and casts a reassuring glance at the top of the cliff, where the two heads of his kin peak curiously over the edge.<br>&nbsp; “We wal-kkka, do not traaval, only short way. Men come to us when they want,” Rad explains, but when you ask if he will accompany you he does take a step towards the east. The grace his displaced when landing is gone, and now he leaves a trail of footprints. His pace is slow as he needs to be careful: with his wings folded onto his chest he lacks arms to balance himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 03:44:18</strong>
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				Alysia shrugged after watching the bird man move forward slowly but with at least some skill. 'It's not up to me to solve everyone's problems and besides it isn't like he couldn't leave if he wanted.' she reasoned and ten started towards the east as well but at a slower pace.&nbsp; For a spell they traveled in silence, the soft crash of the waves drowning out all but the sound of the crunching sand underfoot.&nbsp; Alysia squinted occasionally towards the rising sun and sighed.&nbsp; While not the most uncomfortable temperature she had ever experienced her body started to perspire as the weigh of her gear worked against her footsteps in the sand.&nbsp; Alysia was in great shape and was surprisingly strong for her size but this was not easy work.<br><br>She finally started to talk to try to focus on things other than walking and she now watched the humanoid male move carefully along.&nbsp; "Rud, does your people have any history about this island or how you came to live here?" she asked watching his mannerisms.&nbsp; "We elves track out ancestors through many generations ..." she trailed off hoping that he would follow her leading statement to elaborate on his own race.&nbsp; &nbsp;Alysia glanced forward and hoped that the shining of metal in the distance was the human settlement and frowned internally at the thought of being happy to see actual humans.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 01:52:59</strong>
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				&nbsp; You continue along the stretch of sand, flanked on your travels by the grey cliffs and the gently churning sea as it ebbs away, as if forced to do so with the rising sun. As such, whilst the line cut by the cliff face through the sand remains relatively straight for the most part, the beach becomes larger and larger. Once it reaches 120ft across however it seems to stop growing as the see settles, leaving a 4oft area of wet sand sparsely littered with debris, albeit none that would be expected from a large ocean vessel as the wood is too smooth to have been in the water for long.<br><br>&nbsp; Rud leads the way, explaining as best he can how families work for his people. They seem to place more stock in which nest you come from, each nest consisting of 4 maybe 6 families. Eggs within a nest are often mixed up, and so it isn’t a matter of importance to his people which family they were from since it is often unknown. Instead, the nest replaces the importance of the family, and honourable deeds, fighting and sacrifice, reflect well on someone’s nest. His people do not record history, keeping information only long enough to pass it on to the humans or elves in return for some craft item. In the cave of the “rakiit” as he calls it however, they do keep a map of the lands around their home. He also knows that his people have been on the island for at least 7 generations, but not before the other two.<br><br>&nbsp; Presently, after about three hours of walking that would have only taken you two, the cliffs begin to fall away and the sand beneath your feet becomes darker, more resistant to your foot treads. Ahead, soil replaces the sand in front of the cliffs, eventually leading to a forest of light green trees and pale, high reaches grasses with thick, straight stems.&nbsp; “This laand, human and elf,” Rud says, indicating an oddly shaped hill in the distances. With a loud chirp he bows elaborately several times, before turning and preparing to ascend, unfolding his wings with a sign of relief. You are puzzled at what he indicated, the glare of the early afternoon sun hampering your vision. Your keen elven eyes however adapt quickly and then you see it: a short, unmarnned lookout tower atop the flat hill, it’s a fort of some kind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 03:48:38</strong>
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				Alysia tilted her head as Rud prepared to depart.&nbsp; She almost asked him to wait but that momentarily pause caused her to miss that opportunity and she barely was able to call out her "Thank yous" as he rose in the air.&nbsp; While he was on the ground her gave her a wealth of knowledge but she wasn't sure it was useful in her current situation.&nbsp; Rud rose slowly and she couldn't help but smile as he found his true element of flight.&nbsp; "well he looks better in the air..." she said and raised the gauntleted fist in a half wave, half salute.&nbsp; Alysia turned and watched the water for a moment, so peaceful yet if Rud was half correct, so deadly.&nbsp; The wood she examined as she passed but there was no use of it and she promptly ignored it.&nbsp; Alysia's breathing was controlled but her body ached from the strenuous walk on the sandy beach.&nbsp; Countless times she considered removing the armor but quickly brushed that thought away.&nbsp; "And change into what..." she thought with a smirk and shrugged, the armor squealing a bit from the salty breeze and her own perspiration.&nbsp; <br><br>"let's get this over with...By your grace..." she said aloud, taking heart that her god was still with her.&nbsp; Finding renewed strength in the simple prayer she drew herself up, placed a hand on the hilt of her long sword and smiled as her gauntlet rubbed loudly against the metal of her shield.&nbsp; &nbsp;Slowly but without delay she made her way towards the fort.&nbsp; Alysia traveled in a straight line and did not make an attempt to hide her blonde hair as it swirled around her from the ocean air nor her approach, confident and strong in her belief that dying on this beach was not part of the plan for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 14:56:02</strong>
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				&nbsp; When you are about two minutes away from the fort you are finally spotted as a shout of “Someone’s approaching!” can be heard, although the lookout tower remains empty. By the time you are walking around the earthen walls they are lowering their gate. Or maybe a draw bridge, you are not sure: it seems to be a weird combination of the two, a solid sheet of wood, impossibly to craft by hand, not attached to the walls, they are far too unstable to hold it, and instead held in place by two thick wooden stumps it is presumable slanted on. To open it they simply push it forwards.<br><br>&nbsp; You walk across the lowered wood carefully, worried that your metal encased feet may superficially damage it, but your elven grace allows you to avoid doing so. Behind the walls are a series of structures, ranging from little more than tents with wooden support to actual buildings with solid walls and clay roofs. In front of you is a group of individuals, 20 civilians and almost just as many armed guards, who are moving forwards towards you, spears raised but ready. Their equipment is mismatched, but it all bears the same unmarked maroon banner.<br><br>&nbsp; “Hold it,” a man with sandy hair and the beginning of a bird on his chin steps forwards, motioning to the guards. He is dressed in orange garbs underneath a bettered breastplate, a shield strapped to his right arm. “You do not look like one of the forest kin, they would never wear so much metal. You are a mess child, what happened to you?” behind him the crowd parts to reveal a group of four: three females and male, all dressed in good equipment and sporting large backpacks who look at you just as curiously but do not move from their position.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 03:16:21</strong>
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				Alysia was curiously studying the crowd knowing she was looking for obvious strengths and weaknesses of the fort and guards.&nbsp; Neither made her feel any better about this choice as the humans appeared to be living day to day in this rickety fort.&nbsp; She noted the 3 women and one man with a raised eyebrow as they appeared to be important but her golden eyes were torn from them as the man, probably barely 1/4 her age called her a child and clearly wasn't impressed at her outward appearance.&nbsp; &nbsp;Alysia was many things and sometimes all of them at once but her vanity reared it's ugly head for a moment concealed but reflecting in her almond shaped eyes as they settled squarely on the speaker.&nbsp; <br><br>Her voice was soft but the edge of irritation blended in her words. "Well the hospitality of this island towards ships appears to be lacking as far as my appearance goes and I will tell you I am no child, sir." The sudden flare up passed just as quickly, to the observant bystander it might reveal more about her than she would wish.&nbsp; Slowly Alysia smiled to the man and then the crowd, her teeth gleaming almost unnaturally and between that, her angled cheekbones and wind blown golden locks she would normally draw the audience into her.&nbsp; "forgive my manners, for I am a guest in your home. I am Alysia and unfortunately I am stranded here.&nbsp; I come from a ... different place and I am no elf of your land."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 21:33:44</strong>
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				&nbsp; The young man seems unphased by the irritation lining the edge of your voice. „Aye, ships do not come here. They are sunken by storms, or the lords of the deep. Thus it is our fate to stay on this island until we complete our duty. Still, we are all children of the Sun. Well, all us save for those wretched goblins and dark elves. And killing them may very well be the duty we are yet to fulfill,” he explains as he approaches you, leather boots producing a subdued noise as he steps onto the lowered gate.<br><br>&nbsp; „You are indeed a guest here Alysia, but a most welcome one,” he offers you his hand in greeting. „Many of us here have a similar story to yours, and those who do not can find something like that if they follow their family back far enough. I am Field Marshal Denak, chosen one of Pelor in the Hill Fort. We keep the foul dark elves at bay, away from those less able to defend themselves. You seem exhausted, come and rest. Our healer and several companions of hers are about to go on a personal quest granted to her by powers beyond our ken. But I am sure she could take a moment to ease your discomfort first,”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 22:47:53</strong>
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				Alysia took his offered hand and shook it firmly but did not try to prove her strength to the man and her smile became softer and more genuine.&nbsp; "Pelor... Then you are taking good care of these people I presume."&nbsp; She released his hand and note that she was looking at him now that they were closer together.&nbsp; "So that is what Rud meant by darker elves," Alysia frowned deeply "well I'll join you in that fight when it comes Field Marshall Denak.&nbsp; I champion Corellon Larethian in all things." she nodded briefly and then looked at the three women and single man before bringing her eyes back to Denak's own.&nbsp; "I can assure you I don't require much in the way of healing and I wonder if I might be able to help them with their journey?"<br><br>Alysia removed her shield from her arm the mithril sheen reflecting in the sunlight.&nbsp; She flexed her arms slightly and her eyes wandered from the man to the small group. "I would not wish to use healing that might be needed later.&nbsp; Can you tell me how this place is standing up against your enemies?" She hated to be so nosey but there was so much she didn't know about this place that it frightened her a bit.&nbsp; 'So many enemies so close together...is this why I was brought here?' she thought. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>01-04-2012, 00:23:19</strong>
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				&nbsp; Denak lays a finger on his forehead and points upwards towards the heavens as you speak the name of his deity. “We will welcome another warrior of the just gods amongst us. Our fort holds strong against their skirmishers, but we need those who can rally men against a dire foe,” he smiles with genuine warmth. Curious about this new comer, the group of four approaches you, led by a barbarian in armour composed of thick chunks of grey, wrinkled hide. Like you she is an elf, and one in possession of a great strength rarely seen your race. However, she is clearly a creature of the wild, with unruly hair and scars on her face and bare arms, all clearly visible from the lack of proper treatment they received.<br><br>&nbsp; Behind her are two humans, one solidly built but lacking the raw strength of her elven companion, with a chainmail shirt and a maroon banner worked into the metal across her chest. Next to her is a taller human girl with pretty, soft features dressed in simple homespun garbs, seemingly stretched as if recently damaged, but there are no tears. “I am Aeryn, healer of this place,” she introduces herself. “I need to investigate a faction on this island that has remained hidden until recently. If you need healing I can provide, and do not worry, from my understanding is that the first day will not be dangerous as we will be passing through the elven territories.&nbsp; As for any help you can offer, I would be grateful. I do not know much about these creatures I must face, but I do know they are all powerful,” she turns to view her two female companions, joined by a male younger than Denak with greasy brown hair and a thick set of blue robes. She smiles, winning confidence from their presence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>01-04-2012, 04:10:50</strong>
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				Alysia raises an eyebrow again but this time her smile fades and she looks at Denak.&nbsp; "I have just arrived but do you really mean to allow your best asset of these people's survival to walk out into this place?" She slowly gestures with one arm, swinging it wide towards the exit of the fort.&nbsp; Alysia then looks at Aeryn carefully, "are you sure this is a wise course?"&nbsp; &nbsp;Alysia blinks once and then glances at the others in the small party and notes the appearance of each one, noting weapons and visible gear on each and finally her eyes stops at the male as if deciding right then he is the least to be trusted.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Greetings, I am Alysia..." she trails off as if waiting to see what their responses will be.&nbsp; Meanwhile she brushes her metal-encased hand through her hair as if to bring it back to a semblance of normal and appropriateness. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 23:33:15</strong>
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				&nbsp; “I agree with you Alysia, but our madam healer is an honorary citizen of the Fort, not a prisoner. She is free to go on such a mission, especially one granted to her by the heavens,” Denak explains, but seems conflicted on the issue. “This new faction has an interest in me. Blood has already been spilt in my defence; I cannot sit here and wait for the red man to attack again. We need to know where they are and how powerful they are, and who better to draw them out then the one they are looking for?” Aeryn elaborates as she turns to face you, glancing at her elven companion out of the corner of her eye, who seems impatient to leave.<br><br>&nbsp; “Greetings my lady,” the young man returns your words with a nod of his head. He does not smile, but his expression is not grim either and his eyes seem kind. “I am Itass, apprentice to spell master Gerial. I shall be accompanying our healer on her mission, and providing her companions support with my arcane talent,”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>08-04-2012, 05:11:16</strong>
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				Alysia's face frowns for a moment as if annoyed that she suddenly found herself in such a haphazard appearing band without much of a game plan.&nbsp; "I suppose you have thought about your path and how you are going to get this "red man" to find you out?&nbsp; What exactly are we expecting to find out there..." she trails off as if to prove she is not afraid and will go with the party regardless of the outcome of their answers.&nbsp; She listens intently for comprehension knowing that even the slightest hint may allow them all to walk out of any battle they might face.&nbsp; 'There is something odd about this island' she thought as the group got ready to leave.&nbsp; 'Something not natural...' but her thoughts were interrupted by the group getting ready to leave.&nbsp; She steadied her shield and sword belt and approached Denak.&nbsp; "I know you will protect these people with your life.&nbsp; Hopefully we can eliminate at least one threat on this island.&nbsp; I made at least a friend with one of the bird men named Rud today.&nbsp; I would imagine he might help you if you find yourself in dire straights." Alsyia then nodded and approached the group ready to move out when they were.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 06:35:36</strong>
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				Alysia followed the small band as they made their way over the wooden makeshift drawbridge but stopped at the end of it and looked back.&nbsp; The people watched them leave carefully and she could detect something not right about the small keep.&nbsp; Something tickled at her senses and while she tended to not listen internally as much as she should - it kept her rooted to the spot.&nbsp; The small group paused and looked back at her curiously and it was without much hesitation that she waved them onward, an unspoken word was shared as she locked eyes with the healer and she nodded her head at her briefly.&nbsp; "By his grace..." she whispered and moved back into the keep and up to Denak.&nbsp; "I've changed my mind Field Marshal and have decided to stay.&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps there is something closer to these people that I can assist you with?". Alysia knew she made the right decision even though she had no idea why she felt that way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 04:22:54</strong>
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				&nbsp; You are about to embark on this quest of the fair skinned human woman, but something holds you back. The barbarian is strong, the body guard is dedicated and the mage will be able to solve some of the more arcane problems they encounter. You have no doubt that your own skills could be of aid to them, but they can fight for themselves, and they at least know there is danger ahead of them. But here in the fort...there is a danger, and you are not sure the inhabitants know of it. Bidding good luck to the healer and her companions, you turn and follow Field Marshall Denak through the gap in the thick earthen walls, held in place by thin inner wooden wall visible just here.<br><br>&nbsp; "I am glad to hear you are staying Alysia," the young man smiles approvingly, "Truth be told it would be a bit suspicious if you had insisted on going. The healer is a valuable member of our community, and you have just showed up. I mean, I can feel that you are dedicated to a righteous deity and I believe you are who you say you are, but the drow are not above using disguises to target important members. We learned that lesson the hard way," he recalls darkly. "Anyway, as I was saying, I am glad you are staying with us, for a number of reasons. Do you want to see our commander first or shall I show you around?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 03:27:38</strong>
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				Alysia smirked faintly at the man "Both, but allow me to make my aquaintance with your commander and perhaps you can tell me more about this place both before and after... and Denak I would rather you not place my name and drow in the same sentence.." She allowed the sentence to be taken by the faint breeze and her golden eyes revealing just how strongly she felt about the last bit before they warmed once again almost as quickly as a storm can whip up and dissipate on the ocean winds.&nbsp; "Besides I am sure we can root out any sort of traitors in our midst!" She smiled then and looked around.<br><br>It really wasn't all that much to look at unfortunately.&nbsp; The keep was small and like all things built before being totally inhabited was starting to struggle for space.&nbsp; Plus there was a sense of despair or sadness among the people and perhaps among the building itself.&nbsp; As if everyone knew it was just a matter of timing, bad luck or some other calamity that would take all of their lives in an instant.&nbsp; It was not a feeling she was accustomed too an it weighed on her as she was escorted and introduced by her guide.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 19:33:01</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;"I mean you no offence to your honour holy knight, it is simply the sorrowful truth we have had problems with drow assassins in disguise. But you are right, their disguise does not last long. Sooner or later their vile nature invariably reveals them, so they tend to use deception only long enough to get near their target with a blade," Denak explain quickly, "But let us not talk about such a grim subject. We should be celebrating, for we have a new member who will be a valued member of our community,"<br><br>&nbsp; He leads you towards the only solidly built structure aside from the walls, pointing out a tavern and a large tent of a stiff white fabric that serves as the medical facility of the fort. Many people stop to greet their Field Marshal, addressing you as "ma'am". The home of Commander Castley is a rectangular building of white painted stone, guarded by eight men at arms in front of the entrance. They seem competent, but you doubt they are handpicked from the best, having seen the healer's bodyguard, and Denak himself.<br><br>&nbsp; Stepping over a patch of lush grass and through the thick wooden door leads you into a claustrophobically narrow corridor, forcing you to scrap your armour on either side to get past. Soon however you round a corner and find a lighter door that takes you to the only room in the building: a large study dominated by a desk overflowing with large pieces of un-stacked parchment. Chastley is a small man with shoulder length brown hair that hangs loose down the back of his neck in greasy clumps. Aside from this one flaw however he is a charming sight, with a slight smile and bright blue eyes in his round, soft face. The Field Marshal stand briefly to attention next to the only over chair in the room. <strong>"Good day Denak. And fair lady must be the survivor of a shipwreck. Have your needs been seen to?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 23:06:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia noted the figures guarding the small building and after following Denak into the building was disappointed to find the commander someone in appearance less impressive than the field marshal himself.&nbsp; She managed to not dwell on it in thought or present such a poor showing by revealing in physically.&nbsp; Stepping forward, trying to avoid either her shield or sword running into anything in the immediate vicinity.&nbsp; "I am Alysia, commander and I am indeed a survivor of a shipwreck.&nbsp; I have been well treated since my arrival even by the bird men of the crags."&nbsp; Alysia bowed slightly, her graceful foot stepping behind the other for a moment before straightening again.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I noticed you had several worthy members leave recently.&nbsp; Is there anything I can be of service with?" she asked raising one eyebrow in response to the question.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 01:46:55</strong>
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				&nbsp; <strong>"I am pleased to hear that, but have you been fed and watered? And may I inquire as to where you got that armour? Did your ship run aground after it took on water?"</strong> he asks, a hopeful look in his eyes. <strong>"Ah yes, the bird folk. They are an interesting race. I feel they understand our cause, but occasionally the dark elves tempt them with material wealth. In any event, we can always do with more soldiers to fight against our enemies, especially one as well equipped as you. We have had problems with moral recently, the drow are chipping away at us in hit and run attacks by night. Our own raids against them are met with ambushes. If you think you could change our fortune I would happily give you a chance,"</strong><br><br>&nbsp;<strong> "We also have the monsters of the island to deal with, but we have our own scouts to deal with that, I feel it would be wasted on such a knight as yourself. Perhaps though if you do not yet wish to fight the dark elves you could head to the forest camp. I fear our relations have fallen sour, maybe you could forge an alliance? But before that, would you consider a combat trial to prove yourself? More for the benefit of our citizens than anything else,"</strong> Suddenly the commander adds, <strong>"Please, sit down,"</strong> indicating the chair.<br><br>&nbsp; The field marshal does not speak, but seeing that Castley intends to discuss things at length he bows, mouth a silent honorific and leaves. You look around the room, noting animals carvings on the wooden floor, the groves highlighted with plant dyes of purple and yellow. None of the animals are predatory, mostly birds, along with a deer and goat-like creature. The wall is mostly devoid of decoration, sporting instead maps of the island, showing the grey cliffs you walked past, but also a circle to the north west and a forest to the north east. All the maps varying in their features' proportions, but on each the centre is blank. The only work of art on the wall is a carved piece of wood, the craftsmanship far superior to the floor decorations. This one depicts a strong man with arms of bulging muscle, staring intently out into the room, gripping the shaft of an unseen weapon, a spear or glaive, in his hands.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 04:24:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia nods briefly at the rapid fire questions and Denak's leaving the room.&nbsp; She sits down slowly, adjusting for her armor, shield and weapon so she can appear comfortable and focus in on his questions.&nbsp; "First off, by what name or title would you like to be called?&nbsp; I just want to make sure I can address you to your liking as it appears we are both in the same "boat" so to speak.&nbsp; As far as the ship I was on, I was the only one that made it to shore alive or in on piece." she smiled faintly and nodded.&nbsp; "By Correlon's grace i am standing before you in more than my cloths."<br><br>"I am happy to assist you were you might need the most help.&nbsp; I certainly can go and try to mend relationships if necessary but I noticed many of your people seem ... Resigned to their death and I find it saddening.&nbsp; A people that have no hope will not fight to hold onto it." Alysia made a showing of moving her almond shaped eyes from his form and to the ground and maps.&nbsp; "Might I ask about the carvings and statue?&nbsp; I do not recognize many of them and yet it looks like some effort has been made to enhance them." Alysia found his mannerisms different and she hated feeling so out of place among humans.&nbsp; She had no baseline of behaviors to say what was normal or suspicious.&nbsp; <br><br>"I am not sure what you mean about a combat trial?&nbsp; Do you wish for me to fight someone as a form of entertainment?&nbsp; It is not usually our way but I would understand what you meant first.". Alysia's face frowned and she added, "but I would be happy to help "surprise" your dark skinned intruders and perhaps give them something else to think about.". The frown turned into a smile then revealing how much fun that actually would be to her.&nbsp; "I do have one other question though - why do you not have the centre of the island mapped out in any meaningful way?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 16:52:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; The chair sinks about half an inch with a slight groan of wood, unused to bearing the weight of a person and fullplate mail, but it is sturdily built and appears to be holding well. <strong>"You may call me Commander Chastley,"</strong> the man says simply, visibly disappointed to learn there is not a shipwreck anywhere near the shore. "<strong>Though I must say, swimming in that armour, it is a most impressive feat. I can now see what Denak saw in you, clearly the gods have a hand on your shoulder,"</strong><br><br>&nbsp; "<strong>I would not say the people of our Fort have lost all hope,"</strong> Chastley says with the slightly indignant air of a leader that allows himself the smallest amount of pride in overestimating his peoples' worth. <strong>"Merely that a recent change in our enemies' tactics is creating a sense of mourning. In any case our soldiers and honorary citizens are always ready to defend us. They have not given up,"</strong> He pauses for a moment and after considering the subject, hesitantly adding, <strong>"Now I will admit that if it came to a siege, the low morale in our normally non combatants could become a problem, but it does not seem that the drow wish to pursue this course of action. And even if they did, we would all unite against such a threat. Every man, woman and child here, every elf and halfling from the forest, and every dwarf and gnome from the island,"</strong> his tone becomes strong towards the end of his speech and he begins to emphasize his words with hand gestures.<br><br><strong>&nbsp; "The floor etchings? Oh, that is the work of Captain Rosed, she possesses many talents apart from simple martial prowess. What you see are the things she brings back with herself from visiting her brother in the forest. The animals there, and the goats she see's at a farm on the way, I forget the name. The wood carving was here before I came to office. It is the founder of our Hill Fort, Acres the Unifier. He led many battles against the drow. It is on the battlefield where he fell, may the gods treat his soul kindly,"<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"The combat trial would be a way to show the people of our fort that we are still strong, and it can demonstrate to the other captains your abilities, allow them to best judge who to place you with. Assemble a team for you to use if you were to strike at the dark elves, you see? You can rest today, and then at tomorrow morning everyone could gather. You could choose your opponents from the honorary citizens...or even a captain if you were feeling ambitions, and battle until first blood. Denak could heal any wounds that occur during the fighting. What do you think? As for the maps, few dare to venture deeper inland, for that is where the stronger beasts of this island live. I have heard rumors of a large dragon living in the centre. I find it hard to believe anyone has ever gotten close enough to find that out,"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 04:46:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia nodded as he spoke following most of the discussion and not wanting to appear unappreciative of the hospitality so far but disagreeing with him.&nbsp; She shifted slowly growing accustom to her armor but suddenly very aware that an embarrassing tumble to the ground would not be a good thing at this point.&nbsp; 'He wants to test me as much as anything else.' she thought to herself and appeared to be contemplating his words.&nbsp; Finally she rationalized nothing bad would come from the combat but perhaps a little bit of good may be revealed.&nbsp; Alysia knew she didn't need to prove herself to anyone save her deity and so she nodded at Commander Chastley.&nbsp; "thank you for the hospitality, Commander Chastley.&nbsp; &nbsp;I will accept your offer.&nbsp; I do not wish to select the person I train with though tomorrow.&nbsp; I will leave that up to your team.&nbsp; I would like to find some place I can remove my armor and prepare it.&nbsp; Could I also meet Captain Rosed?"<br><br>Alysia stood up and brushed her hair behind her ears.&nbsp; "Commander, I am curious.&nbsp; You mentioned that relations has spoiled with the forest camp but you mentioned if the drow attacked in force they would rise up to protect you.&nbsp; Can you tell me more about the other races and areas on this island?&nbsp; I am sorely starved for information and would appreciate your knowledge on the island." Alysia watched his face and response, curious to how he would answer or reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 21:06:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; The sounds of Chastely voice with his unyielding questions covers the sound of metal as you adjust your sitting position. <strong>"Excellent, I am sure we can come up with a suitable match. I am sure the people of the fort will enjoy the show. Do you require anything to prepare for it, or to recover from your ordeal?"</strong> He pauses for a moment, awaiting your response, then remembers you had other questions. <strong>"Certainly, I shall have accommodation provided for you, and I believe Captain Rosed is in her quarters, you can ask anyone for direction to there once you have refreshed yourself. Just knock at her door and state your intentions. I am sure she will have time to see you,"</strong><br><br>&nbsp; <strong>"As for the rest of this island, we have the hated dark elves against whom we are in a constant battle. Between us is the Cliff Nest, where the bird folk dwell. They act as our scouts for us, warning us of approaching drow and other monsters. Occasionally however our enemies bribe them into acting for them, but they always see the folly of their choice soon enough. To the north of here there is a forest inhabited by elves and halflings, as well as a few humans. They keep to themselves, but are grateful for the protection we offer them. Further on you have the island of the gnomes and dwarves. They are removed from us, but they have called upon our assistance before. They are good at making boats and other contraptions, but they must naturally stay in the shallow waters. West from there on the northern coast you also have the goblins. Nasty creatures, they stay in their own lands and no one wants to go there,"</strong> Chastley counts off the other factions on the island, scowling at the mention of the drow, but smiling, like a parent does to a child when the others come into question. The goblins receive merely a dismissive sniff.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 03:43:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia frowned slightly appearing more like a pucker of her lips as the man continued to talk.&nbsp; He was clearly underestimating the contributions of the other cultures of the island and overestimating his own forces but now was not the time to draw these concerns to light nor was she sure how it would be received. 'Probably poorly.' she mused silently before allowing her smooth, unlined face to settle thin lipped.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I do not believe I'll need anything besides a place to store my equipment and rest, Commander.&nbsp; I assume I can wander among the people here once I have taken a few minutes to compose myself?" she asked suddenly sure that asking for permission first would go a long way with this man.&nbsp; "also, when was the last attack from the drow and in what manner did they strike?".&nbsp; The last thing she wanted to do is walk around in her armor all night but she wasn't going to risk being without it and have the enemy breathing down their necks. 'After all I'm sure they'll target me first if they see me.' Alysia slowly smiled at the thought and made move to excuse herself.&nbsp; "I'll excuse myself unless there is anything else you would like to discuss?&nbsp; It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Commander." she bowed slightly but never took her eyes from him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 03:45:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; "I'm sorry, I must be boring you," Chastley says, noticing your frowning expression. The commander stands, walking around his imposing desk to offer his hand to you. "The last attack, I think we lost three men when a spider knight ambushed a patrol, killed three. They had been hiding on the cliff, and the bird folk never saw them..." he leads you to the door, his efforts at chivalry challenged by the narrow corridor and his decision to lead the way to the door, although he does have the manners to hold it open for you.<br><br>&nbsp; As you step over the grass, brushing away any fleck of paint that the metal of your armour scrapped from the wall, the commander instructs a guard to take you to some form of accommodation, mentioning to ensure that "they are compensated". The guard, a brown haired individual with pockmarked tanned skin and a large nose, leads you through the narrow streets, carrying a stout spear augmented by a sideways thrusting spike. The weapon is adorned with a purple banner like most others you have seen.<br><br>&nbsp; Eventually you stop outside a three walled building of wood and white mud, the forth side propped up against the earthen wall of the fort. Your escort calls for the occupant, a woman named Jessa and her young son, who appears and is offered 4 wooden coins to stay somewhere else. Jessa agrees and the pair walk away, stopping only to collect a carved piece of wood crudely resembling a soldier for the boy. "It's now yours," the guard says simply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>16-07-2012, 05:52:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alysia watched the pair move away, the boy and the woman and something told her this wasn't right.&nbsp; "Wait, wait... Do not leave your home.&nbsp; Can you adjust for one more?" she attempted to smile unsure how these people would react but dislocating them regardless of how tight the quarters were would not be a good start.&nbsp; As she led them back towards the doorway she nodded to the guard that had led her to them.&nbsp; "I will stay with them." Alysia stated flatly not really brokering additional conversation.<br><br>Entering the small house she was sure they could manage but it would be tight quarters.&nbsp; She lowered herself to one knee and smiled at the boy and woman named Jessa.&nbsp; "I am Alysia.&nbsp; I could not have you removed from your home.&nbsp; I hope you do not mind my presence?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ender's Island D&amp;D 3.5 E6 (LisztesFerenc and Mayna)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LisztesFerenc</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 03:33:11</strong>
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				&nbsp; "OH! No, you don't have to ma'am. The house is not even mine, it is merely provided for me by Chastley," Jessa protests feebly as she does her best to bow, a clumsy move from a woman who rarely needs to perform such formalities. However, she quickly sees that you are not about to change your mind quickly agrees to your terms. The guard shrugs, "As you wish, honoured guest," he nods, lowering his head respectfully before turning to walk away.<br><br>&nbsp; Inside the wooden walls you see a single room barely five paces across, the walls heavy with the scent of smoke, the source of which is a scorched patch of earth outlined with stones. Behind the fire pit is a small barrel with a washing rag laying on the lid. In the corner on the other side is a single pile of dark woolen blankets, and a second pile of cheap garbs. Jessa enters through a leather curtain, firmly clenching the coins in her hand. "I have some potatoes and barely ma'am. I will make you a soup to eat," Jessa mumbles as she approaches the fire pit, uncovering a patch of earth next to it to reveal a small, black pot and cloth wrapped vegetables. She opens the barrel and dips the wash rag into the liquid within before beginning to clean the dirt off from everything. "I'm Zolt," the boy smiles at you, eyeing your shiny armour and hair. "Are you Chasty's wife?" he asks suddenly, causing his mother wince.
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