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<blockquote data-quote="el-remmen" data-source="post: 75978" data-attributes="member: 11"><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>Isilem, 23rd of Ese - 564 H.E.</strong></span></p><p></p><p>The party spent an uneventful night in their make-shift shelter, and the next morning they marched to the river and then turned north. Ratchis led the care-taker with a rope from his wrists, and the man plodded along silent and sullen. </p><p></p><p>The march was long and slow, and Ratchis and Jana still felt the majority of the effects of the spider venom they had been injected with. They (especially Jana) grew tired more easily, and the party had to stop often. </p><p></p><p>They arrived at the site of their fight with the skeletons just before mid-day and had a meager meal. </p><p></p><p>They continued onward, passing a barge of sand being polled up the river. The boatmen waved and the party waved back and hurried on. </p><p></p><p>It was overcast and already getting dark when the party arrived despite only being mid-afternoon. Before they even pierced the perimeter of the camp, they could hear Crumb’s Boys cheering, and the flame of a bonfire licking against the gray sky. </p><p>They came in camp to see Crumb’s Boys around the fire, cheering and drinking. </p><p></p><p>“Hooray Devon! Hooray Markle!” they cried. </p><p></p><p>“Hooray! Hooray!” the tipsy cheers went up with the tongues of flame from the bonfire. </p><p></p><p>Jeremy and the others saw Frank and Gwar sitting by their own meager campfire not taking part in the festivities. </p><p></p><p>“What’s going on?’ asked Jeremy. </p><p></p><p>“I am going straight to Kennoch’s,” Beorth interjected and walked off, pulling the care-taker along with him. </p><p>Gwar looked up, “Hi guys. Some of us wondered where you’d disappeared to.” </p><p></p><p>“We were dealing with the source of the zombies,” replied Ratchis. </p><p></p><p>“Well, zombies attacked the camp while you were gone,” explained Frank, chewing on some beef jerky. </p><p></p><p>“A whole lot of them,” added Gwar. “Most people panicked, but Markle and Devon took care of most of them. You should have seen Devon, he took out six of them himself. Not all at once, of course. He really seemed to be enjoying himself.” </p><p></p><p>“Finn and Carlos were able to take one out together. They are pretty proud of themselves, though Finn puked after the fight was done,” Frank said with a smirk. “Then again, it was more than I did.” </p><p></p><p>Jeremy went to find some ale and a bite to eat, and Chance went with him. Ratchis and Kazrack hurried to catch up with Beorth who was on his way to town, and Jana simply watched the foolishly drunken Crumb’s boys. Markle caught her eye and waved, he was sitting with “the Square”. She nodded her head and exhaustedly walked towards her tent. </p><p></p><p>Markle intercepted her, “Been having fun?” he asked. </p><p></p><p>“Looks like you have been,” she replied wearily. </p><p></p><p>“You look tired, I just wanted to tell you that the time is coming soon for you to return that favor we talked about,” Markle said with his dashing smile. </p><p></p><p>“Ok, we can talk about it another time?” Jana said, opening the flap of her tent. </p><p></p><p>Markle placed a reassuring hand on the young girl’s shoulder, “Of course.” </p><p></p><p>From across the camp Chance looked on with a fierce grimace, and Devon could be heard above the ruckus screaming for Kamir to bring him more ale. </p><p></p><p>--- </p><p></p><p>Beorth walked slowly to Kennoch’s house (73) , as he was tired and the even more exhausted care-taker plodded along. Ratchis and Kazrack easily caught up. </p><p></p><p>As they approached Kennoch's house, they saw a lone figure entering town. He wore studded leather armor, and had a large pack with a long sword sticking up from the top. He used spear as a walking stick, and had curly brown hair and a salt and pepper beard. It was the one of Crumb's Boys who had disappeared when the wagons had broken down. Kazrack hailed him, but he walked past ignoring them and heading towards camp. </p><p></p><p>Kennoch let them in, his soft face smiling at their return.</p><p>Beorth explained as best he could about the care-taker, and sat the crazed man in a soft chair. The care-taker meanwhile had begun to scream and rave again when the brought him into the house. </p><p></p><p>“You are all gonna pay! You will pay! You will pay! He’ll get you! He’ll get you! You killed them all! I was supposed to protect them!” </p><p></p><p>Kennoch’s face grew stern, ‘Sir, this is a house of Ra and must show the proper respects to his sacredness when here.” </p><p>‘Damn you! Damn Ra! Damn all of you!” the crazed man began to froth at the mouth as he screamed over and over. </p><p>Kennoch stood up straight, and face took on a stern and severe countenance, that the others did not think possible of his youthful looks. “Silence!” he commanded.! </p><p></p><p>The care-taker gulped and was silent. Sweat bored off his brow and he sat perfectly still. He still had a look of utter fear on his face. </p><p></p><p>“It is not in my power of faith to heal this man’s mind,” Kennoch explained. “But there is a temple of Ra in Princeton, perhaps one of the Sunfathers (74) there can help him.” </p><p></p><p>Beorth pulled out the pendant. “We believe he used this to control and command the undead.” </p><p></p><p>Kennoch took the pendant in one hand and waved the other hand over it calling to Ra to give him divine sight. </p><p></p><p>“Yes, it is very powerful. Necromancy and enchantment. This is and dangerous thing and should be destroyed or dispelled. Unfortunately, that too is beyond my power, and this cannot be sent to Princeton on a caravan like this man can be.” </p><p></p><p>They all paused in thought, and the care-taker’s heavy breathing began to slow and relax. </p><p></p><p>“Perhaps you can bring it to Princeton?” Kennoch asked. “It is about six days or seven days east of here.” </p><p></p><p>“Aye, we cannot,” Beorth replied. “We already are signed on to go to Gothanius to help them with their problem. We have made an oath. Do you know of any temples of Ra in Gothanius that we can go to where this thing can be done?” </p><p></p><p>“Well, I know little of the Little Kingdoms, but the people of Gothanius are descendants of Herman-Landers, good Ra-fearing folk. I am sure you will be able to find someone there who can help.” </p><p></p><p>“The we will take it as out charge,” Beorth replied. </p><p></p><p>The three at a small snack with the priest of Ra and returned to camp. They all slept like rocks, while the rest of the camp continued to celebrate the victory over the zombies. </p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>Osilem, 24th of Ese – 564 H.E.</strong></span></p><p></p><p>The next day those of the party who had not yet done so collected their stipend for winter gear fro Deet of Ptah, and found a local furrier, who sold them coats, cloaks and boots of various animal skins. Jeremy was very happy about his silver fox fur cloak, until he got back to camp and saw that Devon had a very similar one. Kazrack was annoyed that the rabbit skin hat he bought still had the ears on it, making him look rather ridiculous. </p><p></p><p>The group returned to town and camp, Kazrack announced that he was going to try to find a buyer for some of the stuff the party had found. Ratchis pulled out the care-taker’s ring and passed it to the dwarf. </p><p></p><p>“See how much we can get for that,” Ratchis said. </p><p></p><p>“Do you think it’s right for us to sell the man’s ring?” Chance asked. “Et es his ohnly possession en the warld.” </p><p></p><p>“As far as I’m concerned that ring will help for pay for us to find a way to destroy that evil pendant he has,” Ratchis replied. “These types of costs must be balanced by something.” </p><p></p><p>“I agree,” said Beorth. </p><p></p><p>“Oh, good!” said Chance happily. “Ah juss wanneda mack sure.” </p><p></p><p>Unfortunately, Kazrack was not offered the prices he desired from the grizzled old man who had set up a table and scales in the center of the rustic town. He returned to camp and gave the ring back to Ratchis to hold. </p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>Tholem, 25th of Ese – 564 H.E.</strong></span></p><p></p><p>Early the next morning the band of would be dragon-hunters gathered their things. Kamir ran about like a chicken with his head cut off, helping everyone to take down and pack their tents. Kinney and Horung loaded up two mules Crumb had purchased and the wagons and the oxen were gone. From here on end they traveled by foot. </p><p></p><p>They crossed the stone bridge the town got its name for and turned north to walk on the west side of the river, walking into the strong breeze that blew the smell of pine down on them. As they walked they climbed ever so slowly in elevation, and the river fell further and further below their line of sight until it was just a distant murmur at the base of cliff to their right.</p><p> </p><p>That night they slept in copse of trees away from the cliff, and </p><p></p><p>Deet appointed watches to split the night in three. </p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>Balem, 26th of Ese – 564 H.E.</strong></span></p><p></p><p>This was another day of travel, and a night of cold camping. </p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>Teflem, 27th of Ese – 564 H.E.</strong></span></p><p></p><p>They traveled onward for another day. The stony trail they followed meandered away from the river for most of the morning, but came back in the afternoon; winding its way through low shrubby pines. Crumb’s boys entertained themselves by seeing how far they could kick pine-cones. </p><p></p><p>As the afternoon waned, the path led the group near the very edge of the ravine as it skirted around a stone plateau which obscured the top of the path. As they came around there could be heard the sound of many deep voices of men going, “Ooh!” and then the sound of clanging metal and breaking rock, “ahh!” soon followed; over and over again. </p><p></p><p>“Duh ya know what that es?” Chance asked. </p><p></p><p>“I’m not sure,” said Jana. </p><p></p><p>The sound continued and they came around the corner. </p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Ooh! Clang! Ahh! Pause. </em></p><p><em>Ooh! Clang! Ahh! Pause. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p>Chance began to sing to the rhythm of the sound in his pleasant tenor, “Thas tha sound uh da man workin’ on tha chen-gah-EEEE-an! Thas tha sound uh da men workin’ on that chen gong!” </p><p></p><p>On the road they saw a large group of men chained together at the ankles, using hammer and picks to clear and flatten the very road that Crumb and his boys were following. The nearly two score men on the chain gang were guarded by about a dozen heavily armed and armored dwarves, who watched Crumb’s boys carefully as they passed. Other dwarves could be seen going over plans stretched out on a large stone. Tents and fires revealed the plateau above to be their camp, and Crumb decided this was a good place to stop. </p><p></p><p>“We could probably make another mile or two before it gets dark, but I think we might as well rest near the safety of these good dwarves than take more chances than we need to on the road,” Crumb explained, and the mules were unpacked. </p><p>Ratchis made his way towards the dwarves. </p><p></p><p><strong>End of Session #9</strong></p><p></p><p>------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p><strong>Notes:</strong></p><p></p><p>(73) Remember, Kennoch’s house also served as the Temple of Ra.</p><p></p><p>(74) Priests of Ra and sometimes referred to as <em>Sunfathers</em>S.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="el-remmen, post: 75978, member: 11"] [size=3][b]Isilem, 23rd of Ese - 564 H.E.[/b][/size] The party spent an uneventful night in their make-shift shelter, and the next morning they marched to the river and then turned north. Ratchis led the care-taker with a rope from his wrists, and the man plodded along silent and sullen. The march was long and slow, and Ratchis and Jana still felt the majority of the effects of the spider venom they had been injected with. They (especially Jana) grew tired more easily, and the party had to stop often. They arrived at the site of their fight with the skeletons just before mid-day and had a meager meal. They continued onward, passing a barge of sand being polled up the river. The boatmen waved and the party waved back and hurried on. It was overcast and already getting dark when the party arrived despite only being mid-afternoon. Before they even pierced the perimeter of the camp, they could hear Crumb’s Boys cheering, and the flame of a bonfire licking against the gray sky. They came in camp to see Crumb’s Boys around the fire, cheering and drinking. “Hooray Devon! Hooray Markle!” they cried. “Hooray! Hooray!” the tipsy cheers went up with the tongues of flame from the bonfire. Jeremy and the others saw Frank and Gwar sitting by their own meager campfire not taking part in the festivities. “What’s going on?’ asked Jeremy. “I am going straight to Kennoch’s,” Beorth interjected and walked off, pulling the care-taker along with him. Gwar looked up, “Hi guys. Some of us wondered where you’d disappeared to.” “We were dealing with the source of the zombies,” replied Ratchis. “Well, zombies attacked the camp while you were gone,” explained Frank, chewing on some beef jerky. “A whole lot of them,” added Gwar. “Most people panicked, but Markle and Devon took care of most of them. You should have seen Devon, he took out six of them himself. Not all at once, of course. He really seemed to be enjoying himself.” “Finn and Carlos were able to take one out together. They are pretty proud of themselves, though Finn puked after the fight was done,” Frank said with a smirk. “Then again, it was more than I did.” Jeremy went to find some ale and a bite to eat, and Chance went with him. Ratchis and Kazrack hurried to catch up with Beorth who was on his way to town, and Jana simply watched the foolishly drunken Crumb’s boys. Markle caught her eye and waved, he was sitting with “the Square”. She nodded her head and exhaustedly walked towards her tent. Markle intercepted her, “Been having fun?” he asked. “Looks like you have been,” she replied wearily. “You look tired, I just wanted to tell you that the time is coming soon for you to return that favor we talked about,” Markle said with his dashing smile. “Ok, we can talk about it another time?” Jana said, opening the flap of her tent. Markle placed a reassuring hand on the young girl’s shoulder, “Of course.” From across the camp Chance looked on with a fierce grimace, and Devon could be heard above the ruckus screaming for Kamir to bring him more ale. --- Beorth walked slowly to Kennoch’s house (73) , as he was tired and the even more exhausted care-taker plodded along. Ratchis and Kazrack easily caught up. As they approached Kennoch's house, they saw a lone figure entering town. He wore studded leather armor, and had a large pack with a long sword sticking up from the top. He used spear as a walking stick, and had curly brown hair and a salt and pepper beard. It was the one of Crumb's Boys who had disappeared when the wagons had broken down. Kazrack hailed him, but he walked past ignoring them and heading towards camp. Kennoch let them in, his soft face smiling at their return. Beorth explained as best he could about the care-taker, and sat the crazed man in a soft chair. The care-taker meanwhile had begun to scream and rave again when the brought him into the house. “You are all gonna pay! You will pay! You will pay! He’ll get you! He’ll get you! You killed them all! I was supposed to protect them!” Kennoch’s face grew stern, ‘Sir, this is a house of Ra and must show the proper respects to his sacredness when here.” ‘Damn you! Damn Ra! Damn all of you!” the crazed man began to froth at the mouth as he screamed over and over. Kennoch stood up straight, and face took on a stern and severe countenance, that the others did not think possible of his youthful looks. “Silence!” he commanded.! The care-taker gulped and was silent. Sweat bored off his brow and he sat perfectly still. He still had a look of utter fear on his face. “It is not in my power of faith to heal this man’s mind,” Kennoch explained. “But there is a temple of Ra in Princeton, perhaps one of the Sunfathers (74) there can help him.” Beorth pulled out the pendant. “We believe he used this to control and command the undead.” Kennoch took the pendant in one hand and waved the other hand over it calling to Ra to give him divine sight. “Yes, it is very powerful. Necromancy and enchantment. This is and dangerous thing and should be destroyed or dispelled. Unfortunately, that too is beyond my power, and this cannot be sent to Princeton on a caravan like this man can be.” They all paused in thought, and the care-taker’s heavy breathing began to slow and relax. “Perhaps you can bring it to Princeton?” Kennoch asked. “It is about six days or seven days east of here.” “Aye, we cannot,” Beorth replied. “We already are signed on to go to Gothanius to help them with their problem. We have made an oath. Do you know of any temples of Ra in Gothanius that we can go to where this thing can be done?” “Well, I know little of the Little Kingdoms, but the people of Gothanius are descendants of Herman-Landers, good Ra-fearing folk. I am sure you will be able to find someone there who can help.” “The we will take it as out charge,” Beorth replied. The three at a small snack with the priest of Ra and returned to camp. They all slept like rocks, while the rest of the camp continued to celebrate the victory over the zombies. [size=3][b]Osilem, 24th of Ese – 564 H.E.[/b][/size] The next day those of the party who had not yet done so collected their stipend for winter gear fro Deet of Ptah, and found a local furrier, who sold them coats, cloaks and boots of various animal skins. Jeremy was very happy about his silver fox fur cloak, until he got back to camp and saw that Devon had a very similar one. Kazrack was annoyed that the rabbit skin hat he bought still had the ears on it, making him look rather ridiculous. The group returned to town and camp, Kazrack announced that he was going to try to find a buyer for some of the stuff the party had found. Ratchis pulled out the care-taker’s ring and passed it to the dwarf. “See how much we can get for that,” Ratchis said. “Do you think it’s right for us to sell the man’s ring?” Chance asked. “Et es his ohnly possession en the warld.” “As far as I’m concerned that ring will help for pay for us to find a way to destroy that evil pendant he has,” Ratchis replied. “These types of costs must be balanced by something.” “I agree,” said Beorth. “Oh, good!” said Chance happily. “Ah juss wanneda mack sure.” Unfortunately, Kazrack was not offered the prices he desired from the grizzled old man who had set up a table and scales in the center of the rustic town. He returned to camp and gave the ring back to Ratchis to hold. [size=3][b]Tholem, 25th of Ese – 564 H.E.[/b][/size] Early the next morning the band of would be dragon-hunters gathered their things. Kamir ran about like a chicken with his head cut off, helping everyone to take down and pack their tents. Kinney and Horung loaded up two mules Crumb had purchased and the wagons and the oxen were gone. From here on end they traveled by foot. They crossed the stone bridge the town got its name for and turned north to walk on the west side of the river, walking into the strong breeze that blew the smell of pine down on them. As they walked they climbed ever so slowly in elevation, and the river fell further and further below their line of sight until it was just a distant murmur at the base of cliff to their right. That night they slept in copse of trees away from the cliff, and Deet appointed watches to split the night in three. [size=3][b]Balem, 26th of Ese – 564 H.E.[/b][/size] This was another day of travel, and a night of cold camping. [size=3][b]Teflem, 27th of Ese – 564 H.E.[/b][/size] They traveled onward for another day. The stony trail they followed meandered away from the river for most of the morning, but came back in the afternoon; winding its way through low shrubby pines. Crumb’s boys entertained themselves by seeing how far they could kick pine-cones. As the afternoon waned, the path led the group near the very edge of the ravine as it skirted around a stone plateau which obscured the top of the path. As they came around there could be heard the sound of many deep voices of men going, “Ooh!” and then the sound of clanging metal and breaking rock, “ahh!” soon followed; over and over again. “Duh ya know what that es?” Chance asked. “I’m not sure,” said Jana. The sound continued and they came around the corner. [i] Ooh! Clang! Ahh! Pause. Ooh! Clang! Ahh! Pause. [/i] Chance began to sing to the rhythm of the sound in his pleasant tenor, “Thas tha sound uh da man workin’ on tha chen-gah-EEEE-an! Thas tha sound uh da men workin’ on that chen gong!” On the road they saw a large group of men chained together at the ankles, using hammer and picks to clear and flatten the very road that Crumb and his boys were following. The nearly two score men on the chain gang were guarded by about a dozen heavily armed and armored dwarves, who watched Crumb’s boys carefully as they passed. Other dwarves could be seen going over plans stretched out on a large stone. Tents and fires revealed the plateau above to be their camp, and Crumb decided this was a good place to stop. “We could probably make another mile or two before it gets dark, but I think we might as well rest near the safety of these good dwarves than take more chances than we need to on the road,” Crumb explained, and the mules were unpacked. Ratchis made his way towards the dwarves. [b]End of Session #9[/b] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [b]Notes:[/b] (73) Remember, Kennoch’s house also served as the Temple of Ra. (74) Priests of Ra and sometimes referred to as [i]Sunfathers[/i]S. [/QUOTE]
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