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Tales of Phaedoras: Requiem of Ice

Started by Raelifin, May 15, 2006, 05:26:31 PM

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Poseptune

[ic=Kianak] I hope the bear go you. Kianak begins to follow the tracks leading away from the direction the bear just took. He travels on foot, because he doesn't want to become exhausted before meeting his robber.[/ic]
[spoiler=My Awesometageous awards] Proud Recipient of a Silver Dorito award

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 Markas Dalton

Raelifin

Kianak: After a few hours of slowly following the bears shallow tracks (survival: take 10), you find that they intersect with a pair of boot tracks. Following these new tracks for a few yards you notice a sebayet ring with a turquoise gem lying in the shallow snow. This must be the right path.

Kieru: Garak scoffs at Kieru and retorts "You always were weak! But if you wish, I will not kill any."

Kianak: Renewed by finding actual prints, you hurry onward, hoping to catch the villain by nightfall. The tracks lead up the mountain, and they become successively fresher. Every now and again you find a bit of jewelry or art, the thief either has a hole in his pocket, or is leading you somewhere...

Kieru: Clearly awed by the mystical powers that Garak wields, one of the miners says in a shaky voice "Kiag never mean peace... if you truly mean no harm, lay down your weapons before you continue..."

Garak sniffs and asks what he said.

Wix of Bel-Air

[ic=Zan]
"I say a'thanks yuh, sai Minras" the worldly Nimunbella says while he gather his trading goods, "but I don't a'kunna at all I'm in the right spot fer meself. Just a winding down the winderly trail, I am. What to the kin you travellers and yur banditos be doing here?"
Zan tries to see if they have an alternate intentions.
Sense Motive: [dice]1d20+6[/dice]
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[ooc]
Sai: = to Mr.; Madame Sai: = to Mrs.;
Kunna: = to be in the know;
To the kin: = the type of beings (travellers, pilgrims, etc.)

Feel free to incorporate the language into the Nimbum's culture. :)
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[/ooc]
Eats brains here! Ugh!
That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.

[spoiler=Cthulhu]"To obtain a deep, restful, and fulfilling sleep, you must first submerge yourself in your cyclopean city of hideous non-Euclidean geometries beneath the sea, and then let your body die. But don't worry! As long as you continue to emanate enough evil thought-energy to influence and control your many worshippers throughout the untold eons, they will resurrect you when the time comes. I guarantee it!" [/spoiler]
[spoiler=Wash]
Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive."

(as Stegosaurus) "We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land'."

(as T-Rex) "I think we should call it...your grave!"

(Stegosaurus) "Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"

(T-Rex) "Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh...now die!"
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[spoiler=Stanza 11]
No! penury, inertness and grimace,
In some strange sort, were the land's portion. "See
Or shut your eyes," said Nature peevishly,
"It nothing skills: I cannot help my case:
'Tis the Last Judgment's fire must cure this place,
Calcine its clods and set my prisoners free."
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Senkennomei

[ic=Kieru]"I am no weakling, but it's...bad business to kill those who summoned us. Besides," a grin creeps across Kieru's malnourished face, "these are my people, are they not? Killing them would mean I would never be welcomed back."
 
Narcissistic fool.

"He wants us to relenquish our weapons." Kieru continues to Garak, "I will see if I can convince them otherwise."

Turning his head to the general direction of the nyamms, Kieru's slithering voice mimics a tone of friendliness as he speaks to the apparent ringleader of the group. "It was your leader who summoned us, but we," he, "came by choice. Surely forfieting our armaments is an act of distrust. Kiags can be peaceful, but only if you give them something to be afraid of. I am living proof of that."

Diplomacy Check
[dice=diplomacy]1d20+2[/dice][/ic]

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Raelifin

Zan: Minras looks at you oddly. He shifts his hood so that none of the bright light from above touches his vulnerable eyes and slowly replies "Are you alright, peace-walker? Perhaps it would be best to sit down and clear your head. We have been expecting you to arrive, and have the salt bricks ready as soon as it's safe to see the excavation site. You don't know the danger you are in. I heard that one of them was a kiag."

[ooc]I just thought I'd provide a little info for anyone who's confused. The nyamm are prospectors, but at this point what they are "excavating" is unclear. Zan was hired a few days ago to help them ward off any demons that might be present. (For the salt reference, read through the first page) Kiag are... *sigh* the equivalent of orcs. Meaning, they are violent and feared by most "civilized" races.

In terms of languages, the region is fairly multi-lingual. Purrabok from the west speak Pokobrian, the native tongue is Shainaii, the language of the avians and kitchiek that live here. However, just a little further south, the dominant language is a sub-dialect of Lunian. Zan knows both northern Lunian and a bit of Shienaii, having grown up on the north edges of the plains and learned the local language in his travels.[/ooc]

Wix of Bel-Air

[ic=Zan]
"I know that, yur billumbugger. Just making mine and yur head to be sure. As fer the kiag-kin, do yur head thinks they talk a'Lunian? If they do, I'll shoo them away. As fer yur demons, I'll peak 'round for dem blasted monkey-kin." Zan will drop his salt and go to the middle of the camp and take in the air around him.
"Oh, by the by, start a fire, would ye?"
Time for the power of the Shaman!
1st Round: In a 30' radius, the shaman becomes aware of: the presence or absence of spirits other than herself, the presence or absence of beings of miasma (creatures with the tainted subtype), the presence or absence of totems.
2nd Round: Number of them.
Spiritcraft (if you need it): [dice]1d20+6[/dice]

If there is any taintedness or totems I want to use that spiritcraft check to figure out if there is something in the area casuing it.
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[ooc]
I get it now! Thx Raelifin!
Billumbugger: = a type of badly cross-bred city dogs or cats, often dumb or retarded;
[/ooc]
Eats brains here! Ugh!
That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.

[spoiler=Cthulhu]"To obtain a deep, restful, and fulfilling sleep, you must first submerge yourself in your cyclopean city of hideous non-Euclidean geometries beneath the sea, and then let your body die. But don't worry! As long as you continue to emanate enough evil thought-energy to influence and control your many worshippers throughout the untold eons, they will resurrect you when the time comes. I guarantee it!" [/spoiler]
[spoiler=Wash]
Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive."

(as Stegosaurus) "We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land'."

(as T-Rex) "I think we should call it...your grave!"

(Stegosaurus) "Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"

(T-Rex) "Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh...now die!"
[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Stanza 11]
No! penury, inertness and grimace,
In some strange sort, were the land's portion. "See
Or shut your eyes," said Nature peevishly,
"It nothing skills: I cannot help my case:
'Tis the Last Judgment's fire must cure this place,
Calcine its clods and set my prisoners free."
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Raelifin

Kieru: The naymm pauses "I don't remember Natynas giving any invitations to any kiag, but you may be right. We can escort you, but don't try any voodoo. We still outnumber you."

Kianak: Sun falling behind the treetops, you reach a mountain waterfall and the tracks stop. The stream is about three feet wide and is quite shallow. The tracks reach the edge of the shallow groove that stream flows down and then they stop. Perhaps the thief discovered he was being followed and decided to cover his trail again... or maybe he walked down the path of the waterfall. The sound of the falling stream reminds you of the rigorous training that many Iekokaii go through by learning to meditate while being pummeled by the brunt of one of the large waterfalls on the island. This stream is no doubt much colder though, probably just above freezing.

Senkennomei

[ooc]Um Wix...why did your character go from a normal person to a country bumpkin?[/ooc]

[ic=Kieru]"That sounds reasonable." Kieru replies. Then, speaking to Garak, he explains what has transpired. "They have agreed to allow us to carry our weapons, but they are going to escort us."[/ic]
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Raelifin

Kieru: "Alright, just as long as they keep their cloaks on. Spirit-blasted monsters..."

The nyamm lead the two of you forward, into the heart of the camp. The noon sun makes the top of your head itchy, even through your cloak. You can hear several frightened comments from both nyamm and... purrabok. It's been a while since you've seen purrabok this far east. Most of the time they are content to stay in the warmer lands of the west. Perhaps they are responsible for the "disturbance" that Garak mentioned.

Senkennomei

[ic=Kieru]"I'm one of those 'spirit-blasted monsters.'" Kieru mutters underneath his breath as he moves onward.

Purrabok?...Strange. Why should they be frightened? Surely they would have little difficulty taking down the likes of a filthy kiag...[/ic]

[ooc]"...a while since you've seen purrabok this far west" -- Actually, I'm fairly certain Kieru doesn't see anything at all lol[/ooc]
"If anything in this life is certain, if history has taught us anything, it is that you can kill anyone." - Michael Corleone
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Wix of Bel-Air

[ooc]
Yeah, more of a country dweller. Not a preppy monk or somethin'.
[/ooc]
Eats brains here! Ugh!
That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.

[spoiler=Cthulhu]"To obtain a deep, restful, and fulfilling sleep, you must first submerge yourself in your cyclopean city of hideous non-Euclidean geometries beneath the sea, and then let your body die. But don't worry! As long as you continue to emanate enough evil thought-energy to influence and control your many worshippers throughout the untold eons, they will resurrect you when the time comes. I guarantee it!" [/spoiler]
[spoiler=Wash]
Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive."

(as Stegosaurus) "We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land'."

(as T-Rex) "I think we should call it...your grave!"

(Stegosaurus) "Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"

(T-Rex) "Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh...now die!"
[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Stanza 11]
No! penury, inertness and grimace,
In some strange sort, were the land's portion. "See
Or shut your eyes," said Nature peevishly,
"It nothing skills: I cannot help my case:
'Tis the Last Judgment's fire must cure this place,
Calcine its clods and set my prisoners free."
[/spoiler]

Senkennomei

[ooc]I'm fairly certain there is no "country" in Phaedoras because, correct me if I'm wrong, there are no truly urban areas.  Your character pretty much went from this:

"With all my wisdom, why didn't I buy some matches?"

to this:
"I say a'thanks yuh, sai Minras"

In under 24 hours.
Somehow I wouldn't expect a character with above-average intelligence to speak like they are in a country western film...especially when there is no...well...country western areas...[/ooc]
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Poseptune

[ooc]Wow you guys were having fun with out me :(. I was stuck in the field for the last two days. I will be there tomorrow. I'll read and post a little later tonight[/ooc]
[spoiler=My Awesometageous awards] Proud Recipient of a Silver Dorito award

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 Markas Dalton

Wix of Bel-Air

[ooc]
Well, I assume there is some "country" since there are at least some frigid mountains. Besides, I didn't know I'd be dropping into a well-populated frozen world. Ah well, it's actually just a variation on the english language, like in the Dark Tower. Plus I might talk a little more politely to myself, if that makes any sense.
[/ooc]
Eats brains here! Ugh!
That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.

[spoiler=Cthulhu]"To obtain a deep, restful, and fulfilling sleep, you must first submerge yourself in your cyclopean city of hideous non-Euclidean geometries beneath the sea, and then let your body die. But don't worry! As long as you continue to emanate enough evil thought-energy to influence and control your many worshippers throughout the untold eons, they will resurrect you when the time comes. I guarantee it!" [/spoiler]
[spoiler=Wash]
Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive."

(as Stegosaurus) "We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land'."

(as T-Rex) "I think we should call it...your grave!"

(Stegosaurus) "Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"

(T-Rex) "Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh...now die!"
[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Stanza 11]
No! penury, inertness and grimace,
In some strange sort, were the land's portion. "See
Or shut your eyes," said Nature peevishly,
"It nothing skills: I cannot help my case:
'Tis the Last Judgment's fire must cure this place,
Calcine its clods and set my prisoners free."
[/spoiler]

Senkennomei

[ooc]Wait...what? Phaedoras is NOT a frozen world. Heck, there is only one area on the entire world that IS frozen, and we are not there (take a look at the map). We are only experiencing a little season known as "winter".

Either way, the world is not that well-populated. I don't know what gave you that idea, especially since Zan has only just come across the first sight of civilization from days of travel, and even that is just a mining camp.

That aside, you really can't have a "country" accent or a "country" theme if the area itself has never undergone a degredation of social structure and experienced the influences which consequently leads TO a "country" theme. That's like saying a cowboy can exist in medieval England. It doesn't happen.

Sorry if I'm sounding a bit harsh, we had a player who did something very similiar to this in the other Phaedoras campaign, and he remains to be the source of much frustration. Phaedoras is NOT a spin-off of any sort of civilization or theme we have experienced in our world. Therefore, "country" doesn't exist. For that matter, "the english lanugage" and domestic cats are non-existant as well.

Your character is currently speaking a language you have never heard in RL, and based upon your character's stats it is highly unlikely he would speak any sort of degraded tongue. Even if he had a low intelligence score, he would simply be using abbreviated or broken words, not entirely new ones based off of another dialect IMO.[/ooc]
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