September 2009

Report of a portion of Role Play: Save the nine baronies! (Episode 2)

For those who missed the first I advise them to read beforehand the first episode of the story here and I defer to Leda, the beautiful spy edrulaine (DOJ note: NPC)

What a bunch of broken arms, those three! Well, I know they (at least two of them) saved my life pulling me from the clutches of a nefarious sorcerer who intends to sacrifice me to I do not know what god is impious. So I owe them some recognition, especially they help me track down all the rotten that infect the nine baronies. But they are downright unbearable!

After we left the Baron de la Côte d'Argent, very happy to see the belly of his young wife round up, we headed to the barony of Old Oak, a little further north. There five years ago, it had been ravaged by a mysterious plague that decimated the population and pushed a good portion of the survivors into exile. We knew that the barony was led by Ganelon IV, a 80-year-old man to whom her son would have succeeded several years ago if not suddenly become insane. We were also told of a man named Ordag, a steward who seemed not very common yet holding the reins of the country.

Autumn had arrived and the weather was gray and rainy. Libreterre I missed. I never had spent a few days before returning to Borena with the three idiots who are with me now. I was sad and tired of this mission, even though I was aware of its importance. If the nine baronies fell, the verougues were to one day boat Libreterre and have laid hands on enormous wealth.

Miaffr the kitling alchemist, had cobbled together during his stay at the Baron de la Cote d'Argent for Wanda repeating crossbow, a thing quite well.

Shortly after crossing the border, we sangrelin apostrophe. He spoke in an almost Borênan correct and gave us a scepter in his hand to the Baron, as a token of peace. We were quite surprised (we had learned that sangrelins were pretty aggressive in the region) but we have taken the object with us.

After two days of riding, we arrived at Verbois, which we believe to be the capital of the barony. This city was dismal. Located in a valley deep enough, it was built around a square. In the middle of the latter, a small round white gleamed in a ray of sunshine that pierced the low cloud and heavy, which seemed to have frozen over the rest of the city.

Having deposited our arms to guard the entrance to the city (of course I kept my daggers in my sleeves) at the invitation of people watch, we entered the city. Most of the houses fell into disrepair. The few shops were poorly stocked and the few people walking the streets seemed shot. We n'aperçûmes no children or even young adult.

Wanda called to a passerby to ask the reasons for the lack of children. He did not answer and tried to escape. Wanda insisted. A guy dressed all in black, mine disaster, our companion addressed him by grabbing the neck and told him to tone unfriendly:

"This person asked you to leave her alone. Here, we don ' not like the curious "

Wanda escaped by taking a very elegant backflip and ran. The man in black tried to catch up before biting the dust, victim of a hook-in leg-Julius. Miafrr and I proceeded quietly to the inn that guards the entrance to the city we had indicated. We began to discuss dinner with augergiste (a doddering old) who proposed that the soup. Julius had nevertheless acquired five bottles of booze. We took the opportunity to learn that the Baron had rebuilt a new capital, called imaginatively New Verbois, two hours of the old horse.

When Wanda joined us, a little breathless but having escaped from her pursuer, we decided by mutual agreement out of this city to the heavy atmosphere and worrying and spending the night in an abandoned village that we had crossed before the type of friends that Wanda we had sown fall over packet of twelve.

So we spun, before joining the above said village and we have settled into a house in ruins too. Miaffr took the first shift, I had to take second. When he woke me up, I told him kindly offered me warm. I was actually cold and need a little tenderness. This mangy cat then spurned me like a whore of the lowest.

The highlight came in the morning. After preparing breakfast, I'm leaning towards Julius awake. The latter spoke in his sleep and I heard him murmur.

"If Leda was not so ugly, I will type in the well "

I promptly woke up before throwing him in the face

" The day you jump me, asshole, it will rain of toads! "He mumbled

indescribable excuse, vaguely referred to a further Leda known in his youth ... I had a sudden urge to wallop him. You can tell me many things: that I am small, I look like a girl, I'm a tomboy, but I'm ugly, no!

We left for New Verbois. I was disguised as a boy and Wanda had done the same. We decided that I will return the first in the city.

New Verbois was built on a small island in the middle of a lake and part of the city is built on stilts. A bridge allows close enough to reach the city. On the edge of the lake reaches the bridge, a second city, built from bits and pieces, had sprung up. The three broken arms are down at the Inn of the Cat Who Fishing, where Miafrr was delighted to discover that the landlord was a brother of race. I chose the White Hart Inn and contacted our agent there, who did not teach me much, except that the old Baron was not at his best and that the people feared at his death the power arrives in the hands of the seneschal Ordag, which nobody here seemed to want. We also heard a rumor that everyone-or almost-thought hard as iron suggested that édrulains were responsible for the recent outbreak of plague and people of my order was here even more hate than verougues . I regretted not having stashed my coat embroidered in the forest.

Miafrr met the captain of the guard, a man named Dagron, allegedly trying to sell him his bow repeatedly. The officer concerned was revealed and offered to spend two days later to hand over the plans. Wanda and Julius were watered copiously during this time a sergeant of the guard and learned that the baron's entourage was a den of snakes, that corruption reigns supreme and nobody was able to tell who held power in damn this barony.

In the morning I was awakened by four guards. We had searched my room for my lack of sleep and found my coat. I knew I'll get by not alive and I put the four raw land but got a very dirty trick on the side. Barely holding up, I found Miafrr. The latter had just learned that the last two inventors who met Dagron had disappeared. He had to agree with the landlord who, for a large sum, he proposed a way to slip out of town. I fell like a hair in the soup. I preferred to leave him alone, I'm relieved, I took two steps before fainting. I had lost too much blood.

kitling This has no taste in girls but not a rotten so far. I do not know how he did it but when I came back to me, we were both in the forest and he treated me. Shortly after, we heard the dogs and he promptly climbed a tree. I saw him drop a few arrows before descending. Julius arrived shortly after, his sword covered in blood. They had knocked out a few guards thrown in our pursuit and promptly slain the captain of the guard, it will not surprise many people, wore on his shoulder a nice tattoo shaped black cobra.

Meanwhile, Julius and Wanda had returned to Verbois. After managing to draw the head guys in black against its own troops (note DOJ: Rogntudju card of destiny, we still missed a great baston), they entered the White Tower and met Lauranna, a master healer edrulaine . They learned that before the plague, this Tower was a small hospital run by the people of my order (according to the good old strategy developed by Ladorne, one of the leaders of the order of how to win people's confidence in using our magic to cure them). When fever occurred, brothers and sisters present were murdered by who knows who and they were glued back on the plague. The tower then became inaccessible to people here and they have gradually left the city. Lauranna They were also told that the steward Ordag is a puppet, but she does not know who is pulling the strings and a secret passage, protected by powerful magic, linking the tower to the forest.

Wanda joined us shortly after and we could not win the round without my three friends are fighting with a kind of winged horrors fell over us as we approached the entrance to the underground.

The results of these early days is hardly bright:

- Miafrr and I spotted
- Julius is also likely
- I'm badly hit and, despite the care Lauranna, not recover the full measure of my talents for several weeks or months (Note from MJ: I used the rule proposed in serious injury Mahamoth)
- We have not understood or discovered much

and finally, worst of all, I have nobody on hand to give me a hug ...