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7:50pm 2018-3-05 Smon Has entered the room
Smon: Hi J & F
joriandrake: hello
Sandor Sunneson: Hi Simon
Smon: last session http://smons.blogspot.co.uk/2018/03/2984447-skandik-raiders.html
Smon: /roll d3
Smon rolls 1d3 and gets: 2
Smon: GM: Is Prisha really going south to visit Ruth the Reeve's daughter at Lygol?
joriandrake: No, I thought about it and it would be out of character for her
joriandrake: I do plan to do the other things, but not that
Smon: Yes, I agree
Smon: OK are you both waiting for Clenderi to pop?
joriandrake: also, never got a reply from Mealia
Sandor Sunneson: Yeah, she wanted to stay there anyway
Smon: gimme your Sending to Mealia
joriandrake: Prisha stays there and helps at childbirth
Smon: Prisha make 3 DC 15 INT+prof checks to correctly transcribe the blueprints
joriandrake: that was sent to you in PM after you dropped from chatroom on Fri Mar 02, 2018 3:34 pm, including the earlier discussion about what Mealia was talked with about so you know what Prisha asks about, but here is the actual message
joriandrake: "How are you proceeding with your missions, is everyone well in Carchimish? Talk with Viola & Goldscale on preparing trade route for rocksblood via Selatine."
joriandrake: Prisha will use the 2nd level slot for Enhance Ability she set aside for the chance it needs to be used, for Fox's Cunning (INT checks)
Smon: Mealia: "Everyone good here. Esmalia being a bit bossy. Rosaria training up well. Will talk to Rosaria about Rocksblood."
Smon: It lasts 1 hour right so 1 slot/casting per check.
joriandrake: yes, I had a free slot before the rest you spoke of so I don't know if Prisha still currently has one slot or already rested up
Smon: The checks cover each hour of labour but I'll allow a casting to give advtg on 1 check
Smon: not rested currently
joriandrake: I assume you meant Viola, not Rosaria the second time in reply?
Smon: We're still on 29/8 currently, 12 hours to transcribe.
Smon: Yes Viola, I just had some wine
joriandrake: ok
joriandrake: ok!
Smon: on diet pepsi now, caffeine should help...
joriandrake: I hope so o.O I played once at a drunken GM I hope you're just tipsy, otherwise just rest instead playing
joriandrake rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 16, (+4) = 20
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor will chat away to the soldiers, Danalec, and say yes your King was there when we woke Dyson, but he hung back a bit in case we got attacked which is fair enough I guess,
joriandrake: well 1/3
joriandrake rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 12, (+4) = 16
joriandrake: ok last one will use the advantage to minimize risk
joriandrake Rolls 1d20+4x2 and gets:
7 (+4) = 11
12 (+4) = 16
joriandrake: Glad I used it
Smon: Nice, flawless victory! Take +300 XP Prisha.
joriandrake: Prisha will during her rests talk to Sandor, ask how amazon culture works, what happens if a girl is born to mixed parentage and what if a boy
Smon: The Haran soldiers seem a little bit uncomfortable when Sandor talks about Bronze 'hanging back'.
Smon: OK you have a comfy rest overnight in the Lighthouse, Princess Anna & Orph make the enthusiastic acquaintance of Kosvar & Prisha (no die rolls needed J).
joriandrake: (heh)
Sandor Sunneson: Anyway boys, I'll change the subject, I've hung back too before at Carcamesh, heart wasn't really in it.
joriandrake: (I thought Anna and Orph are already quite acquainted with us)
Smon: 30/8/47; Anna Bronze calls Sandor & Prisha to her room in the Lighthouse for a little chat.
joriandrake: Prisha goes as invited
Sandor Sunneson: Lady Anna
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor will say as he walks into the room
Smon: Anna: "Thank you both for coming. I've been thinking... about what happened to Dyson, and Sandor, what we spoke about yesterday."
joriandrake: ooc I forgot, if Prisha didn't tell Sandor yet, she tells him the baby will be healthy
Smon: Anna pauses, having some trouble with her words.
Sandor Sunneson: S: Thank you Prisha, good news
joriandrake: Prisha waits for Anna to speak her mind
Sandor Sunneson: S will go over to Anna, come on girl, out with it.
Smon: Anna: "Queen Malenn.... Prince Sandor, you know her well. She is a good and noble woman, yes? And she truly loves her husband, Hakeem..."
Sandor Sunneson: S: I will break the news to her of the incident with Dyson, yes she will be devestated if that is your question
joriandrake: Prisha shakes her head "If you know her it is better to tell her what we know, and what we don't know"
Smon: Anna nods: "Dyson seems convinced that his murderer was truly Hakeem. But if Malenn were to hear and believe such a foul thing of her beloved, it would destroy her."
joriandrake: Prisha looks into Anna's eyes "I assume you ask us to go visit Ahyf soon?"
Sandor Sunneson: S: She is stronger than you think
Sandor Sunneson: S: I say that as I have seen a new side to her since she took the throne
Smon: Anna looks to Prisha, nods, then to Sandor. A hard look. "More than that... If the Nerathi were to believe that the exalted champion of Bondorr had foull murdered the lighter of the Flame Imperishable, it would legitimise everything the Black Sun has ever preached. Do you understand?"
Smon: foully
Sandor Sunneson: S: Why did you discuss this with Dyson after scolding me for coming up with the idea?
Smon: Anna rolls her eyes, looks to Prisha for help. "It is necessary that everyone agree - the thing that murdered Dyson Logos was an agent of the Black Sun. A Simulacrum of Hakeem, perhaps. Or King Alkazed, taking his form. The people must believe in the essential goodness of Hakeem, and in the divine ascension that Queen Malenn has wisely proclaimed. Do you agree?"
Sandor Sunneson: S: Or the people don't find out at all,
Smon: >>Or the people don't find out at all<< "I have considered that. But too many already know. We have to get ahead of the Narrative, as the Antillians say."
Sandor Sunneson: S: But then yes, how come Logos is now a human
joriandrake: Prisha turns to Sandor "A lot of women are stronger than people think" then turns back to Anna and winks playfully "Lady Llanet already suggested for me to meet with the Golden Queen, but this mission took priority. I guess we could just dock at Ahyf on our way back with the ship. Before we leave there should be a discussion of Dyson's Delve. Dynson's ... hoard is a large pile of molten metal, but still valuable. Dyson himself can't return there to live, at least not for the moment. Could the new Nerathi kingdom help prepare a group to kill that worm, break the molten metal apart, and transport it back? It's Dyson's so I don't wish to steal it, but it should not dfall into the wrong hands either. I offer Dyson to stay at the temple of Meroya in Carchimish and Nerathi coing mints can make new gold pieces for the wizard, only the necessary fees should be paid by the gold and Dyson decides if anyone else gains anything of the wealth. I don't wish to upset him, this is the best diea I can come up with and offer hospitality. As for Hakeem... I only ever hear rumors of him, barely anything certain, Dyson told us the murderer was Hakeem and I assume he knows him and his combat style well enough to be able to identify the man? Of course with magic it can't be certain that it is indeed an enemy agent... but in that case securing alliance with city-states like Selatine and with Queen Malenn only gains more importance."
joriandrake: ooc shit this became much longer than I thought sorry
Smon:
Sandor Sunneson: S: Dyson can stay in Ahyf if he wants, there are lots of nice empty residences that a wizard could stay in, plenty of room for the old fella too
Smon: Anna smiles. "Thank you Prisha. Your concern for our finances is admirable - but one thing Hakeem did was gift us the treasure of the dragon Matriarx, tell us to do with it as we wish. We are very well supplied with funds; Dyson's silver can wait."
Smon: Anna turns to Sandor. "He will be coming home with us to Hara."
Smon: "Where we can protect him."
Sandor Sunneson: S: Let him decide Anna
joriandrake: She nods "As long it remains Dyson's and the Black Sun doesn't take it"
Sandor Sunneson: S: An old wizard like that can probably protect himself easier than we can look after ourselves
joriandrake: ooc dibs on the wizard, want to have a wizard tower and some extra defense spells on the temple, Prisha will go to him as soon as possible =p
Smon: Anna nods to Prisha. "I'll mention it to Namelin - Rasgar fought the worm before, and drove it off. !
joriandrake: afk
Smon: OOC Dyson is a very NERATHI wizard - he FOUNDED Nerath - so you'd need an extremely good reason for him to not go to the CAPITAL of Nerath, Hara, where he was also living previously.
Sandor Sunneson: S: That was an epic fight, gave up before it knew it was going to be chopped up
Sandor Sunneson: S: Would make sense for him to go to Hara, and I think he probably will
Smon: "Indeed. Thank you both for coming. As I said, please don't say anything that casts doubt on the view that the slayer of Dyson was a False Hakeem."
Smon: Moving on....
Sandor Sunneson: S: You're a good politician Anna Bronze
joriandrake: back
Sandor Sunneson: S: We'll need your brains to help overcome the Skandiks
Smon: (she is!) (Pity she screwed up on her choice of Regent...) 2/9/47 The great day dawns - Clenderi is in labour!
Sandor Sunneson: (true)
Smon: It comes on swiftly, and Shemina the amazon priestess seems glad for Prisha's assistance.
joriandrake: ok
joriandrake: Prisha gives her help (action)
joriandrake: ooc just in case you want to roll on the childbirth in any way
Smon: /roll d20+1x2
Smon Rolls 1d20+1x2 and gets:
7 (+1) = 8
18 (+1) = 19
Smon: The birth is swift and relatively uncomplicated, though a fair bit of blood is lost.
joriandrake: ooc wow, wouldn't had been a 10 dc
Smon: Before noon a crying boy child comes into the world.
joriandrake: Prisha casts a healing spell on Clenderi if required
Sandor Sunneson: happy days, we'll call him Hakeem
Smon: (A level 1 would be nice)
joriandrake: joriandrake: /facepalm Unknown Command
Sandor Sunneson: S; will make sure the Mother is ok and keep her company with baby
joriandrake: Prisha casts lvl1 healing wounds
Smon: Clenderi suckles the babe, hiding her disappointment at the child's dangly bits.
Smon: She was pale, but looks a lot happier as Prisha's magic stitches her up.
Sandor Sunneson: S: hey lady, next time, Sandor will comfort her
Smon: OOC is Sandor really calling the boy Hakeem?
Sandor Sunneson: OOC Erm....no
Smon: Clenderi: "The boy shall be with me until suckled, then I shall bring him to you at Ahyf, Sandor."
joriandrake: "The gods blessed oyu with a healthy child...although you yourself need some rest, you had some blood loss"
joriandrake: ooc thankfully then
Smon: Clenderi nods gratefully to Prisha. "Thank you, mistress."
joriandrake: Prisha turns to them "I have a different proposal"
Smon: C: "Yes?"
Sandor Sunneson: We should come up with a name too Clenderi, I have a few suggestions to pass by you
joriandrake: "...I'M pregnant myself. I could take care of him and raise him as kin to my own child, if you wish to accept the offer. Just as Hakeem Sandor seems to travel a lot, while I plan to focus more on matters at home soon, and to rest"
Smon: Shemina regards Prisha's small breasts sceptically. "The boy requires nursing. The father may name him."
Sandor Sunneson: S: It's ok Prischa, I have that situation under control
joriandrake: "Not now" Prisha smiles "At the time you wish to send him to Ahyf"
joriandrake: "Of course the child needs his mother right now."
Sandor Sunneson: S: I have made plans for the baby's well being as it is a boy.
joriandrake: She nods at Sandor
Smon: Clenderi regards the babe suckling at her breast with fondness. "He will be a great warrior. May he father many mighty amazons!"
Smon: GM: Moving on ok?
Sandor Sunneson: S: I discussed with Queen Maleen that he be brought up with her Son, as there is a small age difference, hopefully a brotherly bond will develop between the boys
joriandrake: "If you ever change your mind, or if you require divine aid both of you are welcome to turn to me and the temples of Meroya"
Sandor Sunneson: yes
joriandrake: ok
joriandrake: Prisha goes to see Dyson
Smon: 3/9/47 Next day, the Nerathi make ready to depart the Lighthouse. With Dyson much recovered and the Blueprints copied by Prisha, the mission appears a great success.
joriandrake: Before she steps into his room she either casts the stronger spell if regained, or guidance
Sandor Sunneson: S: will ask Anna what they are doing now?
Smon: (2 days before LR) Prisha finds Dyson in the Library, reading. He looks up. "Yes, Prisha?"
joriandrake: "I wish to discuss something with you" She smiles at the old wizard and sits beside him, looking around in the large library one last time
Smon: Anna in bed with Sandor: "Mm... We're going home today! Shall we sail by Ahyf, drop you off and see Queen Malenn?"
Sandor Sunneson: ooc: How long does it take to sail?
joriandrake: ooc Anna in bed with Sandor?
Sandor Sunneson: ooc: No?
Smon: Dyson nods to P. "Certainly!" He sees her look. "Ulther made quite a collection, eh? And then Oriax added his own ...darker.... tomes. I'm sure such perverted texts wouldn't interest you at all."
Smon: Anna: "Oh, two days to Ahyf? It varies."
Sandor Sunneson: OOC: How long would it take Sandor to ride there?
Smon: A: "We'll be heading north round the Cape of No Return - never an easy trip."
joriandrake: "...Well, every knowledge is knowledge. Meroya's one aspect is hidden knowledge. THe library here is wonderful, although msot of my time in it was spent with copying a blueprint" She sighs
Smon: On an elven steed, no more than 2 days for S.
Sandor Sunneson: S needs to go past Verius on way home, so is Verius one days ride?
Smon: DL; "And an excellent job you did too, Mistress! Magrathor himself would be proud of the warships we'll build!"
Smon: OOC 25 miles to Verius (half day) if you ride past the ruined city of Thracia....
Smon: OOC But the ship could drop you off there on the way, or stop in there.
Sandor Sunneson: S: Thanks for the offer Anna, but I want to get used to riding my new stead, so will be good to ride them back to Ahyf
Smon: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5abrABRu89Ke2MIgS_-EuqPtG5onZFjYI77jEjsaW9YWuusKyoeYJZJ8fgdOzfFJRlt-G23kph-4jbLanQNdYOMwXq9a5l4-N0ZJwOgyl_u3Ia4f0tSu70ZwebY5qVvGglsL0NkZ-hJY/s1600/Selatine+Area.jpg
Sandor Sunneson: Got your political map open
Smon: Anna shrugs: "As you wish. I may see you again soon Sandor."
Sandor Sunneson: We were also going to question the dead vikings
Smon: OOC Jorian now I understand your point (too much wine) - Anna was in bed w Kosvar, but obvs not w Sandor.
joriandrake: Prisha turns to Dyson "I asked Princess Anna to try gather a team to fight the worm and clear a route to your ... lair. The Black SUn might still return to gain your hoard, and the Nerathi can take apart the melted metal and make new coins of it. I suggested for you to decide who, if any at all gain from the wealth, but the workers and group should be paid for.... and I also offer you the hospitality of our temple in Carchimish, it is a noble's villa originally and has a swimming pool, there is also a nice abth house in the city. I would love to talk you more about tomes and history, and to see if oyu find any raw talents for wizardry or sorcery,." She smiles "I would be happy to gain knowledge and some magical aid from you if you even if you may consider it a low cost for being returned to life. While Meroya is mainly a goddess of Love and Benevolence, I seek various forms of knowledge mainly and I am sure you could tell some amazing stories!"
Smon: 2 days to LR completion on 5/9
Smon: >>We were also going to question the dead vikings<< OOC I don't understand why you didn't bother interrogating your live captive. Player INT fail?
Sandor Sunneson: OfA: We have the dead vikings we killed at Lygol, could ask them
joriandrake: low price*
Sandor Sunneson: Of course
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor will ask Anna if she fancies interrogating the prisoner with him, see what he knows.........
joriandrake: "So, please stay with s at the temple while you decide what to do with the Delve"
joriandrake: us
Smon: Anna to S: "*sigh* we'll load those stinky corpses on the ship with the live one, question them on the way home."
joriandrake: ooc no worries, you got wine, I lack coffee
Sandor Sunneson: S: I'll chat to him this afternoon then (the prisoner)
Smon: Dyson looks at Prisha. "I'm going back to Hara, of course. Where I hope to rebuild my spell book, over time. I fear I'm the last person you should be seeking knowledge from right now. Why, I can barely recall what day it is, ha ha!"
Smon: GM: It's morning 3/9/47, day after the birth. The Nerathi are leaving today; Cmdr Danelac intends to take the live Skandik back to Hara.
joriandrake: She lays her hand on his "That is not ap roblem, I can help rebuild your spellbook, there is also a sorceress who makes magical items in Carchimish, and you could aid me helping build, open a library in Carchimish. I would call it after you"
joriandrake: úname it*
Smon: roll cha check P
Smon: w prof
joriandrake rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 5, (+8) = 13
joriandrake rolls 1d4 and gets: 4,
joriandrake: ooc oh well ,I tried
Smon: Dyson nods. "Yes, once the war's over and the Skandiks defeated..."
Smon: ooc where d4 from?
Sandor Sunneson: S: I will see you in Ahyf in a couple of days Anna,
joriandrake: wrote above from Guidance, used before stepping inside
joriandrake: ooc that is why Prisha rushed so much in explaining
Smon: GM: S can go talk to the Skandik prisoner now, this morning, before departure if he hurries.
Smon: (OK) Dyson pauses...
joriandrake: Prisha nods, happy enough with the answer, she wasn't denied and she's patient, she just feared the wizard would get all tied up at Hara
Sandor Sunneson: S: Sandor will ask him where the next attack will be, brandishing the flaming sword
Smon: D: "...Of course, I DO owe you my life, Mistress Acharya!" He smiles.
Smon: D: "However long is left of it, now the Heart's gone. I suppose I had best make sure to visit you in good time! But I must attend the Coronation, first."
joriandrake: She smiles and nods. "I don't wish to rush you, we just won't have much time to get each other known in Hara. Whenever you wish to come visit or stay with us you're welcome, and as member of the local royal council I will be of as much assistance to you as I can be as well"
Smon: "Princess Anna says it must be held by the 12th, at latest."
Smon: DL nods affably. "Indeed. It would be nice to visit Carchimish - I've not seen the old place in centuries!"
Smon: "Good folks, as I recall - salt of the earth. Fine, upstanding farmers."
joriandrake: Before they end the discussion Prisha adds "We might be able to regain the 'Heart' perhaps even with magical aid seek its location out. Until then being near a priest or priestess should be beneficial to your health"
Smon: (Dyson nods absently). GM: Downstairs, the stout Skandik regards Sandor.
joriandrake: ooc ok that's all for Prisha's persuasion scene
Sandor Sunneson: S: Where will your ship be attacking next?
joriandrake: As she goes to met up with the others she watches the preparations "Where is the prisoner you talked about earlier? I assumed we would interrogate him before we leave"
Smon: >>Sandor will ask him where the next attack will be, brandishing the flaming sword<< "Watch it with that sword... You'll set something alight! How would I know where the next attack'll be? The Captain didn't even know! We just sailed up and down the coast till we saw a good target..."
Smon: OOC P can join S
joriandrake: "Ah, here he is"
Sandor Sunneson: S: Might be you that'll be going on fire
joriandrake: Prisha goes and gently smiles at the prisoner, let's Sandor play the 'bad cop'
Sandor Sunneson: S: Random attack then? How often do these raids happen>
Smon: The Skandik nods, sweating despite the cool prison cell.
joriandrake: "DOn't be so hard on the man Sandor, he just did his job. He doesn't need beheading with a fmaling sword." She turns to and smiles again at the prisoner "You do intend to help us in any way you can, correct?"
Smon: "I expect zey vill be happening a lot, from now on."
joriandrake: flaming*
Smon: He looks at Prisha, nods. "Aye. My foot hurts."
Sandor Sunneson: S: And why's that?
joriandrake: Prisha looks at that foot, casts a cure wounds
Smon: He proffers Prisha his foot. The blackened wound looks infected.
Sandor Sunneson: Why do you expect that?
Smon: roll the dice thx
joriandrake rolls 1d8+3 and gets: 7, (+3) = 10
Smon: "Ah.... much better." He smiles with relief as the Meroyan magic cleanses and heals his impaled foot.
joriandrake: "I hope you feel better now" She smiles again at the man benevolently
Smon: He smiles at Prisha quite leerily. "You are pretty vun. Altanian?"
Sandor Sunneson: Why will there be more raids?
Smon: To S: "Because King Alkazed has ordered it. Because we are laying in food for your 'wet season'. Because the Black Sun wishes to cause you pain."
joriandrake: She shakes her head. "I'm from Popolva, Karakhan."
Smon: "Ah, Popolva..." he smiles wistfully. "Never heard of it."
Sandor Sunneson: S: Well I might have to cause you pain, and in the dry season, what's the main targets?
joriandrake: "Let me ask a question next now that I also answered one of yours. YOu might not know where the skip attacks next, but I assume you remember where it would dock for shore leave and taverns, or seek replacement sailors?"
Sandor Sunneson: Maybe the other foot might be chopped off
Smon: OOC anyone seen Black Panther yet? This guy looks a lot like Andy Serkis https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DTHnLz9W4AIMzuo.jpg
joriandrake: ooc not yet
joriandrake: She smiles at him then glances at Sandor "If you tell us I promise your other leg won't be lost, or your head."
Smon: (I loved BP) He looks at Sandor :"We are on a damn island! One woman, and the Jarl keeps her for himself - so we were getting more. And plenty of meat - for us, and for the others when they come."
joriandrake: "...but you need to give me something so I can persuade the others to help your situation here"
Smon: "Targets... I don't know - I don't know these lands!"
joriandrake: "Others? When do they come?"
Sandor Sunneson: So they are using your island as a base to raid the coastline ?
Smon: The Skandik nods. "My head hurts... you have any ale? Mead?"
Sandor Sunneson: S: Do you know ship numbers?
Sandor Sunneson: S: answer these questions, and I'll give you mead
Smon: "Fifty ships... a hundred? More?"
joriandrake: "I can arrange to bring you some" Prisha smiles at him.
Sandor Sunneson: S: That meant to be truthful? Bit of a wild guess
joriandrake: ooc Sandor keep at the bad cop role
Smon: The Skandik scowls. "I was never good at numbers.... But I heard there is a great war fleet gathering! The largest ever assembled! Every Jarl of Ossary!"
joriandrake: "Ah every Jarl..." She glances at Sandor, he will probably know the number of those better than herself
Smon: "But we... " he shrugs. "Just four ships. Less than three hundred men. Your brave boys will soon deal with us, eh?" He grins.
joriandrake: "All those four ships the same small size as the one you were on?" Prisha asks (intentionally calling it small, hoping the guy compares the others to it)
Smon: "We are just scouts, raiders, under Jarl Raknar of the Kingsguard. Pathfinders, you might say."
Sandor Sunneson: S: Thank you, good luck in surviving the Hara interrogation, if you think I'm bad you ain;t seen nothing yet. Sandor will leave to leave Prisha questioning the prisoner
joriandrake: "What kind of man is Jarl Raknar?"
Sandor Sunneson: S will go and find Kosvar
Smon: The Skandik smiles at Prisha, warming to his theme and the pretty interrogatrix.
joriandrake: She smiles. "Don't worry about him, he had a bad week... and I might be able to mak yours better, if you help me in helping you"
Sandor Sunneson: and Anna
Sandor Sunneson: S: Anna, Kosvar, word in private please, Kosvar I need you hear as you are from Ossary
joriandrake: Prisha looks around and if there is any he gives the man a cup of mead
joriandrake: she*
Smon: "You are smart! Three Snekkja, and Jarl Raknar's Skeid. Don't worry - no Drakkar!" he grins.
Smon: Anna goes out past the Amazon prison guards and fetches mead from their tavern.
Smon: Sandor rounds up Anna & Kosvar. Anna: "Better make this quick - we leave in half an hour. Have to catch the noon tide."
Smon: P returns w mead, Skandi quaffs eagerly. "Mmm... not as good as Ossary mead... but not bad."
Smon: >>"What kind of man is Jarl Raknar?"<< He grins. "Our Raknar is a great brute! A warrior, a champion! Most loyal to our glorious King!"
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor will summarise the conversation with the prisoner,
joriandrake: "and I bet you're smart too!" She grins "As such, you know I don't have anything personally agaisnt you, but of course we have to protect our own people... perhaps the others might wish to torture or kill you, but I hope you can be saved, for this you just have to tell everything you can about whatever the others may ask. Once you told them everything ask to meet a Priestess of Meroya. I might be able to offer you a new chance, in servitude but still better than the dungeons or gallows the soldiers might wish for you." Hearing the mention of Raknar again she also asks "Does he love his mead like you too?"
Smon: "King Alkazed chose us - him - for this mission, for his great loyalty. And his willingness to do mean things to folks."
Sandor Sunneson: Saying it will be the largest ever war fleet with every Jarl involved
Sandor Sunneson: and it appears they will be sending the fleet initially to the Isles of OOgigian
Sandor Sunneson: basing it there they will attack the mainland
Sandor Sunneson: S will ask Kosvar if he can estimate what that will mean in terms of numbers?
Smon: >>"Does he love his mead like you too?"<< The man shrugs. "No... he does not even love his women as I do!" *leers* "He only truly loves battle, and slaughter. He is not easily diverted from those pursuits."
Smon: Anna listens to Sandor, her face pale.
joriandrake: She nods, considering the option of striking at or sneaking on the isle to poison their mead might still work, but not with the leader
Smon: OOC Kosvar would know:
Karvi
The Karvi (or karve) is the smallest vessel that is considered a longship. typically 13 rowing benches, 26 rowers. A ship with 6 to 16 benches would be classified as a Karvi. "General purpose" ships, mainly used for fishing and trade, but occasionally commissioned for military use. While most longships hold a length to width ratio of 7:1, the Karvi ships are closer to 4.5:1.
Snekkja
Skandik snekkja
The snekkja (or snekke), meaning "thin and projecting", typically the smallest longship used in warfare and classified as a ship with at least 20 rowing benches. A typical snekkja might have a length of 17 m (56 feet), a width of 2.5 m (8.2 feet), and a draught of only 0.5 m (1.6 feet). It would carry a crew of around 41-51 men (40-50 oarsmen and one cox).
Snekkjas are one of the most common types of Skandik ship. Snekkjas are so light that they had no need of ports—they can simply be beached, and potentially even carried across a portage.
Typical Crew (50): 40 Skandik Raiders, 8 Huscarls, 1 Champion, 1 Odin-Priest.
Skeid
Skeid (skeið), meaning 'that which cuts through water,' ships are larger warships, consisting of more than 30 rowing benches (over 61 crew). Ships of this classification are some of the largest longships. Typically carry a crew of some 70–80 and measures just less than 30 m (98 feet) in length. Larger examples are up to ca 37 m (121 feet).
Typical Crew (74-776): 60 Skandik Raiders, 12 Huscarls, 1 or 2 Champions, 1 or 2 Odin-Priests
Drakkar
Drakkar , the true Dragon Ships, are the great war galleys, elegant and ornately decorated, and used by those who go raiding and plundering. Famous for the carvings of menacing beasts, such as dragons and snakes, carried on the prow of the ship. These enchanted carvings protect the ship and crew from enemy magic (as per Globe of Invulnerability), and ward off the many terrible sea monsters of the Winedark Sea (kraken, dragon, roc et al). They also frighten enemies and townspeople. They can typically carry up to around 120-160 Skandik elite warriors, with double-crewed oars, and a cruising speed of 20 knots. The very largest examples, such as King Alkazed's ship Jormungandr, can hold up to 200 men.
Invulnerability protection shielding the Drakkar is usually cast with Level 6 slot & thus to spells of Level 1-5; Jormungandr is rumoured to be cast with Level 8 slot and so warded against spells of level 1-7.
Some say the God Emperor of Viridistan has a ship with Level 9 Invulnerability (protects to level 8), whereas the Invincible Overlord's flagship is warded by Ralibarn the Wise merely to Level 7 (protects to level 6).
Typical Drakkar Crew: 120 Huscarls, 12 Champions, 6 Odin-Priests, 1 Warlord. May have a High Priest in addition.
Jormungandr Crew: 160 Huscarls, 24 Champions (Kingsguard), 9 Odin-Priests, 3 Warlords, King Alkazed, 1-3 High Priests (eg Megaera Lorvas, Togard the Stout, Loknar the Unblessed)
Sandor Sunneson: Anna, we need the Devil himself on our side, Lord Shieldbiter and Sarene would be of use in this combat
joriandrake: "Thank you, you are being very helpful, I will do my best to continue helping you as well." She pauses "Is there any way to meet with your Jarl? I consider to talk with him about your freedom, but if there is any signal, codeword, or greeting form for the guards I would need to know it to get to him safely"
joriandrake: She pours a second cup of mead but doesn't hand it over yet
Smon: >>Anna, we need the Devil himself on our side, Lord Shieldbiter and Sarene would be of use in this combat <<
Anna nods. "Indeed. With them we could take Ogigian and destroy their food stores, at least. But I have no idea where our pirates have gone."
Smon: The Skandik looks at Prisha thoughtfully. "No.. but if you come with me to see him, I'm sure he will give you a hearing."
Sandor Sunneson: You can see if you can get more out of him, he`s just one of the crew, maybe one of the 2 leaders may shed more light
Smon: Anna nods. "Mm. Hopefully Mistress Prisha can question the corpses.... I dislike such practices. They remind me of the Black Sun."
joriandrake: She shakes her head. "You can't leave just like that, would be the reason for me to attept to talk to him. If at least you knew where he strikes next to send a message... but alas, I fear I can't meet him as it seems."
joriandrake: ooc Prisha is also proficient in Deception btw
Sandor Sunneson: A: I'll see you 2 in Ahyf soon
Smon: The Skandik rubs his beard. "I am only a Viking... a common soldier. He would pay little weregild for me. He might blame me for his capture, and slay me. A hard man, he is."
Sandor Sunneson: S: even I'll see you 2 in Ahyf in a few days
joriandrake: "I see. Well..." Prisha hands over the second cup of mead
Sandor Sunneson: S will take A aside, Anna, isn;t my boy cute, you both next, you would make a wonderful Mother,
Smon: Anna nods. Smiles at Sandor, eyes bright. "Thank you, Prince Sandor. It has been good to meet you again. Remember when we woke Dyson together?" she grins. "I was terrified!"
joriandrake: ".. in that case your best bet is with us helping you, if your Jarl would consider you weak or a traitor for being taken then you can only live with us if I manage to persuade the others"
Smon: S roll CHA+Prof
Sandor Sunneson: S: you're not scared of anything Lady bronze
Sandor Sunneson rolls 1d20 and gets: 2,
joriandrake: She nods thoughtfully "If your realm conquers ours and find you a prisoner they might also just kill you"
Sandor Sunneson: +5=7
Smon: The Skandik nods to Prisha. "Aye.... Claw. My name is Claw."
Sandor Sunneson: obv not a maternal type
joriandrake: "Hello Claw" She smiles at him. "My name is Prisha, High Priestess of Meroya."
Smon: Anna grins wryly. "Not planning to make any half-elves just yet!"
Smon: Claw offers a hand to shake. "Pleased to meet you, Priestess."
Sandor Sunneson: S: We were all fine with Lord Dyson, instinct, at least we led from the front, unlike some who say they did Lady Bronze
Sandor Sunneson: S: Safe travels you both, see you in Ahyf
Sandor Sunneson: S: Will go and see Clenderi and thank her for the wonderful gift she has brought into the world
Smon: Anna looks at Sandor, raises an eyebrow archly. "Oh, Sandor... don't you understand? I told my brother to say that! I can't rule Nerath... but he can!"
joriandrake: Prisha looks around, behind him "Showing TOO much friendliness might alert the others, so no handshake just yet." She smiles. "Your help is appreciated, so I wil ltalk to the others and see what I can do about your situation." She looks at hte foot once more "Does it still hurt?"
joriandrake: behind her*
Smon: Claw puts his hand down. "Only a little. "
Sandor Sunneson: S: If you and Maleen were both Queen's Lady Anna, we would stand a much better chance against the enemies of evil, but this is only my optinion
Smon: Claw: "You know, if you were a couple years older, with a little more meat on those bones..." he grins. "You might have a chance with Claw!"
Sandor Sunneson: S: Sandor will bow and go and see Clenderi, see you soon in Ahyf
joriandrake: She giggles "...Try to rest, I'll see if I can send you some food." She then pauses. "Is there anything else you may have remembered now that the mean man with the flaming sword isn't in your face?" She says the end a bit jokingly
Sandor Sunneson: S: Will say good bye to Clenderi and then leave for Verius, he wants to get there by nightfall
Smon: >>If you and Maleen were both Queen's Lady Anna, we would stand a much better chance against the enemies of evil, but this is only my optinion<<
Anna grins wickedly. "Sandor... there are Queens... and there are those who truly rule. See you soon."
Smon: Prisha roll CHA+prof
joriandrake rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 15, (+8) = 23
Smon: Claw grins. "Aye."
Sandor Sunneson: Bitch, that;s all I want in a CHA roll
joriandrake: "Ah?" She looks with interest at Claw "Let's hear it then. If I can tell them something they only hear from me and not the other guy you chances improve"
joriandrake: ooc Sandor wants a bitch in a CHA roll?
Smon: "I heard tell King Alkazed is sending an Emissary south - Jarl Sjorlad of Zothay, and with him Loknar the Unblessed, High Priest of Loki. I heard tell Loknar is not overjoyed at this mission. They are to visit your leaders and demand such Tribute as befits our great King."
Sandor Sunneson: wants a high number in one
Smon: "They had not yet departed when we left Zothay - maybe a week, maybe two? You know how it is."
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor gets his stead ready after saying goodbye to Clenderi
Smon: Clenderi gives Sandor a good bye hug. "Safe travels, my Prince!"
Smon: "Laurana will be happy 'tis a boy..." she grins.
joriandrake: Prisha waits for a bit to see if Claw continues, then speaks. "Thank you Claw" She pours a third cup of mead and hands it over. "I'll go and speak with the others now" She leaves, seeks Sandor and Kosvar out, and Anna
Sandor Sunneson: S: I'm just pleased he's healthy, sex is irrelevant to me
Smon: Claw greedily swigs his third flagon of mead as P departs.
Sandor Sunneson: S: he'll blush a bit when saying this
Smon: Clenderi: "Of course... But they say Laurana is a little jealous of our mating... a boy will ease her fears."
Smon: GM: Prisha finds Sandor & Clenderi upstairs in her chamber, P nursing the (unnamed) infant.
Sandor Sunneson: S: It was the most warming welcome to this place.
Smon: C not P
Smon: Clenderi gives Sandor the doe eyes.
Smon: "When an amazon sees a mighty male warrior, we..."
Smon: "...sometimes..."
Smon: "...see that it is time to further our Race."
Sandor Sunneson: S: Anyway, thank you again...see you soon, you are doing a fine job here in charge......
Sandor Sunneson: S: I'm honoured you chose me
Sandor Sunneson: He'll bow and walk out with Prisha
Smon: Clenderi nods. "The Queen has promoted me to Captain!"
Smon: "Safe ride home, my stallion!"
joriandrake: Prisha tells what she got to know, about the size of the current 4 ships, the Jarl emissary of Zolthay and the other things. "We can use this man, 'Claw' if we keep him alive, he is still of use and if you don't need him any futher notify me or another cleric of Meroya, we will take care of him." She pauses a moment to think then continues "We could do various things, like poison food and mead supply of the skandiks on the isle but for that we would have to get inside, for that Kosvar would be ideal as the man who can sneak and also speak their language.... and I might be able to help his mission with a magical pendant which aids persuasion, but it would still need to be made, and paid for"
Sandor Sunneson: A good choice
joriandrake: ..."another optionm would be to seek out the 'Heart' and return the wizard into dragon form, then let the bronze dragon just burn the whole combined fleet"
Sandor Sunneson: K: You can speak to Kosvar, but he could be recognised. Speak with Anna and him, I will meet you all in Ahyf
Smon: ooc that was to Sandor?
joriandrake: ooc "...She leaves, seeks Sandor and Kosvar out, and Anna"
Smon: But they are not together.
joriandrake: ooc that is why I wrote seek them out, sooner or later she can get them into one place to talk of it no?
Sandor Sunneson: The heart that Hakeem has? I'm not going anywhere near him, That would be suicide in itself
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor was with Clenderi
Smon: GM: Anna and the Nerathi gather downstairs to leave the Lighthouse tower.
Sandor Sunneson: Saying goodbye to her
Smon: While P finds S upstairs leaving Clenderi's room.
joriandrake: Prisha shakes her head "Not certain Hakeem still has it, Dyson as mage should know ways to seek out an artifact or item connected to his own history...legend or similar"
joriandrake: "Actually, I could also try a Legend Lore related casting on the Heart, but I have to read upon that option"
Sandor Sunneson: Sandor will say farewell and head off to Varius
Smon: GM: Sandor heads to the stables, mounts up.
joriandrake: ooc so Prisha can't talk with Sandor too?
joriandrake: ooc I thought Sandor talked until now
joriandrake: ooc was it Kosvar?
Smon: (you just did P, he ignored your ridiculously over complex spiel - he's a simple man!) Cpl Sand finds P chasing Sandor .
Sandor Sunneson: No, Sandor
Smon: Sand: "Mistress Prisha - we are leaving. Now."
Sandor Sunneson: S: that would be an idea, we'll chat in Ahyf Sanr will say
joriandrake: Prisha puffs her cheeks up in protest and annoyance
joriandrake: "Fine, et you there then, we take Claw with us."
Smon: GM: The amazons open the Gate and Sandor rides north for Verius on his swift Elven steed.
joriandrake: meet*
Smon: GM: The Nerathi soldiers drag Claw from his cell.
Smon: Anna finds P.: "Prisha, do we really have to bring the dead ones too? They stink."
Smon: ooc stopping around 10.
Smon: GM: Sandor's swift mount passes the miles.... in an hour he has passed Selatine, heading into the Thrace woods.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 1,
joriandrake: "Claw, I persuaded the man to allow you to come with us, at least you won't die here." Claw gets 'handcuffed' (other word, the restrains the dwarven slavers had) Then she looks at Anna "I doN't think so, Claw is very helpful and can speak without being killed" she looks and smiles at Claw then turns back to the princess "I beleive we can leave the corpses here, just have guards attend to Claw. Also get him some food"
Smon: The gnolls are sleepy today... it is only just noon when Sandor reaches the stoutly palisaded village of Verius, home of Lord Kaldrac (will continue tomorrow)
joriandrake: Prisha considers the corpses "If they had any weapons or items just take those, there is a smal lchance theym ight be enchanted and I can check that later"
Smon: GM: The Nerathi look sceptical but bring along the Skandik weapons as you trudge back across the plain, reaching Selatine just after noon, where your ship lies at anchor ready to depart.
Smon: /roll d8
Sandor Sunneson: Cool, well thanks for tonight Simon
Smon rolls 1d8 and gets: 1,
joriandrake: Prisha goes one last time up the tower to talk, bid farewell to the amazons and Lady Clenderi "I hope we meet again. I wish to know more of your culture, and perhaps if you are open to the idea sanctify, open a temple in amazon territory to Meroya"
joriandrake: "I wish you and your child good health" and bows a bit at her
Smon: You leave on the outgoing noon tide - unfortunately the same northerly wind that brought you so swift to Selatine is still blowing, and it will be slow going to Ahyf.
Smon: (Clenderi nods non-commitally)
Smon: OOC stopping there
joriandrake: thanks, good bye then
Smon: GM: OK 800 XP each
Sandor Sunneson: well played all
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