Manbearpig, his abdominal muscles cramping from the strain of his previous exclamation, once again, went silent. The contents and warnings of the dreams were likely unimportant anyway, he reasoned.
He looked over at Ash, who seemed to be talking to some slaves - some of which he recognized from Salsa. "Rats." Manbearpig thought to himself "those guys just can't catch a break." and, as an afterthought "is Ash completely devoid of any and all body hair, and wearing a pink helm?"
"...and yeah, we were okay for about two hours after you left, and then these big friggin' tree things..."
"(treants)" Ash interrupted.
"...treants, right, they just started rounding us up. They gave some of us to the Roe Ogres, and took others with them."
"To eat." Ash put in
"Probably, I... I never really thought... oh my god, my wife... my poor..."
"Anyway, then what happened?" Ash prompted.
"...I... well... I guess, (sniff) I guess after that, we've been working... we've been working for the Ogres, and then... well, they sold some of us to the Goblins... (my god, my poor wife)"
"Go on." Ash pushed.
"right, right -sorry. And, well, we've been making the Goblin's stronghold, and mining rocks for them ever since."
"What have the Goblins been purchasing from the Ogres, and what are they building?"
"Oh, they bought a delver today... I think they'd bought three or four before that, as well... as for what we've been building, its kind of like a new addition to their existing stronghold. Making it bigger."
"Why?"
"I don't know. Probably because there's so damn many of them, they probably just need the space."
"Why the delvers?"
"Probably to help with the renovations. The majority of their stronghold is rock - delvers shape rock, right?"
One of the other slaves pointed his hand up like he had something to add.
"Go ahead" Ash pointed at him.
"They also have been trying to buy some frost worms."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I don't actually know what they are. Some kind of dragon, I'm guessing."
Ash nodded. Interesting.
Manbearpig realized he was looking at the conversation like a lovesick teen looking at a sparkley vampire. He wanted to have conversations, he wanted to have expository dialog. He wanted to really connect with people...
Tribby ran up to Manbearpig. "Manbearpig! Duckephant run away, you come help find!"
Manbearpig nodded, and mounted gluestick, silently goading the mount in the direction Tribby was headed. Silently wondering if it would be a good idea to share his dreams with the group, but discounting those as silly, silly thoughts.
DM's NOTE: Seriously? "Aaauugh?" That's your summary of the whole nightmarish vision? "Aaaaugh?"
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May 23, 2010
Thanks Mr. Deer
Jay El's dreams of gumdrops and demons were suddenly interrupted, as Abatu faded into view.
"JL If only I could have warned you sooner - if I were stronger I would have been able to warn you in time." He looked away, seeming to be somewhat ashamed of this. "The faries are in danger. I fear that you will not be able to save them without my help. Go now. When you have need of me, speak the name Abatu to summon me." He looked out into the ether and back to Jay El. "You must hurry."
Jay El awoke with a start. How long had he been asleep? He glanced over at Shitanya, still in mid-expletive, and found no way to tell how long it had been. It was difficult to tell the shades of night in the forest, but, if he had to guess, it was close to dawn.
"The fairies are in danger!" He yelled, gaining the attention of the group.
"How do YOU know?" Ash-face sneered, sharpening his spear while looking at Shitanya suggestively.
"Look, I had one of those dreams, okay? I just know. I'm a damn cleric! We see stuff like this!"
"Yeah, yeah. Alright." He sighed, as the rest of the party began casting spells of an accelerative nature.
Jay El took to the skies, loving his first taste of flight. The rest, longstridered or simply horsed ran like the wind towards the fairy village, hoping that they were not too late.
As they neared the village, their spells beginning to wane, they noticed a great deal of deer, and other wildlife running towards them. Jay El piped up "What's happening?"
A deer looked at him, but said nothing.
Because it was a deer.
One of them decided to throw him a bone, and looked behind himself, suggestively, giving a nod to the large amount of black, billowing smoke in the distance. The other animals shook their heads and frowned at the deer for breaking the fourth wall of nature.
As they neared the fiery village, the group began to make out numerous distinctly kobolty, barking sounds, and the screams of children.
The party sprinted. Hoping they were not too late.
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"JL If only I could have warned you sooner - if I were stronger I would have been able to warn you in time." He looked away, seeming to be somewhat ashamed of this. "The faries are in danger. I fear that you will not be able to save them without my help. Go now. When you have need of me, speak the name Abatu to summon me." He looked out into the ether and back to Jay El. "You must hurry."
Jay El awoke with a start. How long had he been asleep? He glanced over at Shitanya, still in mid-expletive, and found no way to tell how long it had been. It was difficult to tell the shades of night in the forest, but, if he had to guess, it was close to dawn.
"The fairies are in danger!" He yelled, gaining the attention of the group.
"How do YOU know?" Ash-face sneered, sharpening his spear while looking at Shitanya suggestively.
"Look, I had one of those dreams, okay? I just know. I'm a damn cleric! We see stuff like this!"
"Yeah, yeah. Alright." He sighed, as the rest of the party began casting spells of an accelerative nature.
Jay El took to the skies, loving his first taste of flight. The rest, longstridered or simply horsed ran like the wind towards the fairy village, hoping that they were not too late.
As they neared the village, their spells beginning to wane, they noticed a great deal of deer, and other wildlife running towards them. Jay El piped up "What's happening?"
A deer looked at him, but said nothing.
Because it was a deer.
One of them decided to throw him a bone, and looked behind himself, suggestively, giving a nod to the large amount of black, billowing smoke in the distance. The other animals shook their heads and frowned at the deer for breaking the fourth wall of nature.
As they neared the fiery village, the group began to make out numerous distinctly kobolty, barking sounds, and the screams of children.
The party sprinted. Hoping they were not too late.
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May 22, 2010
The story continues
And so the group crafted a stretcher, attached it to Gluestick, and called it the right thing. (sounds like portage, but less boaty... torpage? something like that) as they made it; gently placing the serene, if smashed Shitanya upon it.
"Ick, we're throwing out these blankets afterwards, right?" Came Ash's blunt, unwhispered statement.
Tribby eyed the blankets as a decidedly un-half-elf-ish desire washed over her taste buds. "mmm... poo blanket..." she half-whispered (thankfully Ash was half-deaf)
"Let's head back to the fairies." Jay El suggested, "They'll be able to fix up Shitanya right as rain!"
And so, they made their way back to the village, taking the time to rest along the way.
Jay El yawned, as he drifted off to sleep. He hoped Shitanya would be okay. It seemed strange that his healing magic had little to no effect upon the dragonlady.
Perhaps it was her unique physiology, or the severity of the blow, or maybe it had something to do with her player being absen...
"GWAH! POOOOP! Fuh... fuh... FAAART! SHIT! SHIT-FART!" Screamed Shitanya suddenly, bolting upright in her stretcher-thingy.
Jay El smiled. Looks like everything would be okay after all.
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"Ick, we're throwing out these blankets afterwards, right?" Came Ash's blunt, unwhispered statement.
Tribby eyed the blankets as a decidedly un-half-elf-ish desire washed over her taste buds. "mmm... poo blanket..." she half-whispered (thankfully Ash was half-deaf)
"Let's head back to the fairies." Jay El suggested, "They'll be able to fix up Shitanya right as rain!"
And so, they made their way back to the village, taking the time to rest along the way.
Jay El yawned, as he drifted off to sleep. He hoped Shitanya would be okay. It seemed strange that his healing magic had little to no effect upon the dragonlady.
Perhaps it was her unique physiology, or the severity of the blow, or maybe it had something to do with her player being absen...
"GWAH! POOOOP! Fuh... fuh... FAAART! SHIT! SHIT-FART!" Screamed Shitanya suddenly, bolting upright in her stretcher-thingy.
Jay El smiled. Looks like everything would be okay after all.
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Apr 21, 2010
Session 4: Well crap. Someone relocated the DM's map & plotline thread. Looks like we're wingin' it!
Session 4: Well crap. Someone relocated the DM's map & plotline thread. Looks like we're wingin' it!
Abatu visits Jay El in his sleep
Abatu: "my domain is that of entropy, and I am an eternal observer of that which is good and decent in this world.
You should know that It is through my efforts that you are alive and well at all.
Though currently, due to the entropic manipulation this has required in order to coincidently get all of you together in the same place at the same time with the somewhat improbable items that were in your posession, I am something of an impotent gardian angel, for the moment.
Gazing upon the strong love you have for your daughter is as rejuvinating for me as water is for you, and, it is my hope that I will be able to help you again soon, sustained by nothing else.
It is very important to me to keep both you, and your daughter alive and well.
You have entwined destinys, and a great potential for great goodness.
Trust your companions, for they will both keep you safe, and be a moral compass for you in the upcoming darkness that you will need all of our help to overcome.
You must awaken. They mean you harm. I wish we had more time.
I have dire news for you. Though I cannot say which, a companion of yours will be taken this night. They will be tortured, and mentally scarred to a point that they will be mentally unrecognizable to you. In my current state, I am unable to help you, weak as I am.
I wish you luck, though this is merely a useless parting statement rather than the actual blessing I would normally be able to provide."
Jay El pleads with Abatu and seeks some way to solve this crisis. To which... there is but one.
To perminantly sacrifice a loving memory of his daughter, forever. The refined essence of this memory being far more potent than any single observation.
"...I'll do it." Came Jay El's anguished reply, as the memory was painlessly ripped from him. He simply never had this experience. As a result, his soul was just a titch darker, his life, a little less meaningful, and his character, slightly more tarnished from his life's hazards.
Abatu glowed, drinking in the refined happiness & joy... and then, Jay El is awakened by the sounds of some rather upset Goblins.
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Abatu visits Jay El in his sleep
Abatu: "my domain is that of entropy, and I am an eternal observer of that which is good and decent in this world.
You should know that It is through my efforts that you are alive and well at all.
Though currently, due to the entropic manipulation this has required in order to coincidently get all of you together in the same place at the same time with the somewhat improbable items that were in your posession, I am something of an impotent gardian angel, for the moment.
Gazing upon the strong love you have for your daughter is as rejuvinating for me as water is for you, and, it is my hope that I will be able to help you again soon, sustained by nothing else.
It is very important to me to keep both you, and your daughter alive and well.
You have entwined destinys, and a great potential for great goodness.
Trust your companions, for they will both keep you safe, and be a moral compass for you in the upcoming darkness that you will need all of our help to overcome.
You must awaken. They mean you harm. I wish we had more time.
I have dire news for you. Though I cannot say which, a companion of yours will be taken this night. They will be tortured, and mentally scarred to a point that they will be mentally unrecognizable to you. In my current state, I am unable to help you, weak as I am.
I wish you luck, though this is merely a useless parting statement rather than the actual blessing I would normally be able to provide."
Jay El pleads with Abatu and seeks some way to solve this crisis. To which... there is but one.
To perminantly sacrifice a loving memory of his daughter, forever. The refined essence of this memory being far more potent than any single observation.
"...I'll do it." Came Jay El's anguished reply, as the memory was painlessly ripped from him. He simply never had this experience. As a result, his soul was just a titch darker, his life, a little less meaningful, and his character, slightly more tarnished from his life's hazards.
Abatu glowed, drinking in the refined happiness & joy... and then, Jay El is awakened by the sounds of some rather upset Goblins.
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Apr 18, 2010
And lo' there was plot
Suddenly, PLOT erupted from Jay El's chest in the form of a pink Hologram, slightly adjusted to each player for ease of understanding.
Jay El: You see a goddess, adorned in the robes of your good god to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Ash: You see a goddess, adorned in the ceremonial armor of your ancestors to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Tribby: You see a half elf goddess, to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Manbearpig: You see a goddess, clothed in the trappings of the wild, to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Shitanya: You see a woman.
Harken to my words and know that they are the truth. Yours need not be a story of woe and dispair, but a great evil IS rising.
Ash: Of course you know, evil is just another word for challenge. For glory, for those of us who are strong enough to seize it.
Jay El: I know that you have your own evils inside you... And I also know as to how they can be beaten!
Tribby: Greater than any personal pain you are going through my child. Though I know it seems impossible, your trials with your home will seem trivial in comparison to the challenges that lay ahead. Know this, though, your home will hear of your accomplishments, and they will feel both shamed to have treated you poorly, and gratitude for your forgiveness should you provide it.
Manbearpig: Both in the world, and, from within your friend.
Sadly, the holy order charged with the protection of the device to be used to banish this evil, has failed in their task.
Ash: A true hero who is up to the challenge is required
Tribby: Clearly men were not the right choice to entrust with such power.
Manbearpig: Just as, without your help, your friend will fail in his battle against his own evil.
A man-made abomination of a creature, part Terrask, part undead, part golumn was forged one billion years ago. Its destruction proved impossible.
Jay El: I know this seems like it is too big for you, now. But know that you will grow to be a being of immense power in your search to rid yourself of your curse.
Manbearpig: Such a creature would upset the balance of nature itself.
Ash: At least... for them. Of course, we both know that impossible is a word for the weak or short sighted. I know of a way it can be destroyed, and could guide you to such a victory...
Through the collective efforts of the council of seven and thousands of their disciples, they found a way to temporarily banish the creature.
Ash: A coward's victory, and only a temporary one at that. What is needed, is a warrior who will rise to the task of this creature's destruction. With the weapons we will provide you, you could accomplish such a task. And the spoils of war would be yours to keep...
The council forged a device which required tremendous amounts of magical and physical energy... as well as the lives of its creators.
The device was deemed too powerful to be left in the hands of any one person. Its power could be used for just about anything. From the granting of wishes, to the removal of curses, to the accumulation of wealth, power, and fame.
Jay El: We could return you to your daughter, curse free. As well as provide protection for you and your family from anything like this ever happening again, with enough wealth to make all this tragedy a distant memory
Ash: Though we both know that all this would be nothing compared to what you would have achieved in the abomination's destruction.
Manbearpig: Of course those things would simply be bonuses to knowing that you'd returned the balance of nature, and the continuing prosperity of your world.
and thus it was entrusted to an ancient order of monks and clerics to protect the individual items in preparation for the abomination's return.
Sadly, as I mentioned, they were not up to the task.
Ash: They lacked the training, the discipline, and the drive of a true Dragoon. But most importantly, they lacked your courage, your bravery, and your heart.
Manbearpig They lacked an understanding of nature's ways, that few posses
Tribby: They lacked an intuition that only half of our population seem to posses (smiles)
Jay El: But where they fell, you shall rise. You have a great destiny before you.
Unfortunately, as a result of their failure, the greed of man has taken many of these artifacts and used them for their own ends.
Manbearpig: Just as they rape the forests to make their cities with no thought of the future, so too do they rape the magics to amass their petty golds and silvers while dooming us all.
The tremendous amount of energy stored within them has been corrupted and as a result, the artifacts themselves are in danger of being not fully charged at a time where they will be shortly needed.
I promise to you that if you right these wrongs, collect these artifacts, and assemble the device so that we might banish the abomination
Jay El: your curse will be lifted.
Ash: You will have your glory
Tribby: You will find your destiny, your purpose, your power.
Manbearpig: Your friend will be saved, and nature's balance restored.
Shitanya: Stuff that's cool will happen
What say you?
Jay El: Will you make an effort to save your family, save the world, and save yourself?
Ash: Are you up to the task?
Tribby: Will you embrace your greatness?
Manbearpig: Will you save your world and your friendship?
Shitanya: Will you join this cause?
They all say yes, and decidedly less rapey plot is decided!
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Jay El: You see a goddess, adorned in the robes of your good god to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Ash: You see a goddess, adorned in the ceremonial armor of your ancestors to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Tribby: You see a half elf goddess, to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Manbearpig: You see a goddess, clothed in the trappings of the wild, to which you immediately feel a familiar, comfortable connection.
Shitanya: You see a woman.
Harken to my words and know that they are the truth. Yours need not be a story of woe and dispair, but a great evil IS rising.
Ash: Of course you know, evil is just another word for challenge. For glory, for those of us who are strong enough to seize it.
Jay El: I know that you have your own evils inside you... And I also know as to how they can be beaten!
Tribby: Greater than any personal pain you are going through my child. Though I know it seems impossible, your trials with your home will seem trivial in comparison to the challenges that lay ahead. Know this, though, your home will hear of your accomplishments, and they will feel both shamed to have treated you poorly, and gratitude for your forgiveness should you provide it.
Manbearpig: Both in the world, and, from within your friend.
Sadly, the holy order charged with the protection of the device to be used to banish this evil, has failed in their task.
Ash: A true hero who is up to the challenge is required
Tribby: Clearly men were not the right choice to entrust with such power.
Manbearpig: Just as, without your help, your friend will fail in his battle against his own evil.
A man-made abomination of a creature, part Terrask, part undead, part golumn was forged one billion years ago. Its destruction proved impossible.
Jay El: I know this seems like it is too big for you, now. But know that you will grow to be a being of immense power in your search to rid yourself of your curse.
Manbearpig: Such a creature would upset the balance of nature itself.
Ash: At least... for them. Of course, we both know that impossible is a word for the weak or short sighted. I know of a way it can be destroyed, and could guide you to such a victory...
Through the collective efforts of the council of seven and thousands of their disciples, they found a way to temporarily banish the creature.
Ash: A coward's victory, and only a temporary one at that. What is needed, is a warrior who will rise to the task of this creature's destruction. With the weapons we will provide you, you could accomplish such a task. And the spoils of war would be yours to keep...
The council forged a device which required tremendous amounts of magical and physical energy... as well as the lives of its creators.
The device was deemed too powerful to be left in the hands of any one person. Its power could be used for just about anything. From the granting of wishes, to the removal of curses, to the accumulation of wealth, power, and fame.
Jay El: We could return you to your daughter, curse free. As well as provide protection for you and your family from anything like this ever happening again, with enough wealth to make all this tragedy a distant memory
Ash: Though we both know that all this would be nothing compared to what you would have achieved in the abomination's destruction.
Manbearpig: Of course those things would simply be bonuses to knowing that you'd returned the balance of nature, and the continuing prosperity of your world.
and thus it was entrusted to an ancient order of monks and clerics to protect the individual items in preparation for the abomination's return.
Sadly, as I mentioned, they were not up to the task.
Ash: They lacked the training, the discipline, and the drive of a true Dragoon. But most importantly, they lacked your courage, your bravery, and your heart.
Manbearpig They lacked an understanding of nature's ways, that few posses
Tribby: They lacked an intuition that only half of our population seem to posses (smiles)
Jay El: But where they fell, you shall rise. You have a great destiny before you.
Unfortunately, as a result of their failure, the greed of man has taken many of these artifacts and used them for their own ends.
Manbearpig: Just as they rape the forests to make their cities with no thought of the future, so too do they rape the magics to amass their petty golds and silvers while dooming us all.
The tremendous amount of energy stored within them has been corrupted and as a result, the artifacts themselves are in danger of being not fully charged at a time where they will be shortly needed.
I promise to you that if you right these wrongs, collect these artifacts, and assemble the device so that we might banish the abomination
Jay El: your curse will be lifted.
Ash: You will have your glory
Tribby: You will find your destiny, your purpose, your power.
Manbearpig: Your friend will be saved, and nature's balance restored.
Shitanya: Stuff that's cool will happen
What say you?
Jay El: Will you make an effort to save your family, save the world, and save yourself?
Ash: Are you up to the task?
Tribby: Will you embrace your greatness?
Manbearpig: Will you save your world and your friendship?
Shitanya: Will you join this cause?
They all say yes, and decidedly less rapey plot is decided!
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