“Tolls for bridges, tolls to enter the town, what'll be next, a toll to use the facilities?” Kreemon muttered.
“Animals are permitted on the main roads only. We try to keep the town clean,” the guard said as they passed the gateway.
Each lantern in the town shone as a streaked globe through the fog, barely providing enough light to walk by. The first hazy building they saw gave itself away as an inn by its height and shape, and the amount of light emanating from a particular room.
“Looks like an inn,” Kreemon said, voicing the obvious thought of all those around him. “It's dark and foggy. Why do we not take a room or two here tonight. If in the light of day it is not to our liking we can find better accommodations when we can see.”
“Yes,” Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but agreed, “and a hot meal and an ale would go well,
too.”
“Fine. The sooner out of this fog the better I'll like it,” Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of
added.
They tied up the horses and mules outside the inn, and entered.
The entrance of the inn led to a crowded room. Beer, ale and mead made their way rapidly around the room in the hands of the barmaids. The room smelled sweet from spilled drinks and the fruity preparations on some tables. Conversation saturated the room.
A musician played a wooden flute in the corner, his legs bent protectively around a hat on the floor. A few patrons sat near him, but it seemed that no copper from their hands would ever reach his hat.
Various bits of conversation were carried on the notes of the flute to the travellers' ears.
—
“Um buddn dub…”
“Have another! 'D was a log day.”
—
“…a feeling I should be afraid, that's all.”
“You and your feelings. Who'd want to hurt a butcher? You're no one important.”
“I know. I just wish there were a way I could find out for…”
—
“Sing, sing!”
“Yeah, get that fluter to shut up and…”
—
“Give us two of your best!”
“And maybe if you give a little more than that, there'll be a tip in for…”
—
“Enough of your grumbling. I…”
—
“Priestess!”
The final shout cleared some of the noise. A round and exceptionally
short man rushed across the room. By the way people parted for him, he
had to be the innkeeper. Koriscaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKorisca Valym
Korisca would be a beautiful woman if she bathed regularly. Most of the time, her face is soot-covered and her hands are grimy. Her blue eyes stand out as the only colorful feature of her face. Her blond hair is full of dirt and ragged, and is never combed neatly. Even after bathing, which never cleans her completely, she seems to draw the dirt back onto her skin within hours. took a step back and held her right
hand over her knife.
“Welcome! What brings one of your blessedness to this lowly tavern? Welcome, all of you. You look tired. Would you like something to eat? A place to sleep? All on me, of course. Are those your animals outside? I'll have them fed, watered and groomed… But priestess, shouldn't you have rather spent the night in the temple than in my poor rooms, fit only for the dirty and drunken travellers who come through this town?
“Oh, I apologize for my discourtesy. Please, sit down.” The innkeeper gave a glance to some people sitting at a nearby table, who quickly took their plates and mugs and rose from their seats.
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but smiled and made a gesture of blessing to the innkeeper and
his house. “Good sir,” she said, “my companions and I have ridden long
these past few days, and as we do not know the roads of thy town, have
happened upon your good house as the first island in a great sea of
fog. On the morrow I shall seek out the Houseplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigThe House of Morenth
As the primary place of worship for a population of six thousand, the House of Morenth is an enormous structure, perhaps five or six hundred feet across at the longest, but it's not just one big rectangular building. It looks like it's been added to many times over hundreds of years. Whether the building is bigger or smaller underground is impossible to tell. It is known that a library exists under of My Lady and make my
peace with Her and the acquaintance of Her priests and priestesses
here. But, for the moment I am like any other traveller; I and my
companions are wet, cold and hungry – and may I say so, thirsty as
well. Indeed, we wish food and ale, and a warm place to rest our
travel-weary bones. Oh, and good sir, thy offer of free room and board
is well noted, but if thee be as good a man as ye seem, and one who
gives to the charities of the Temple, there is no need. We have silver
enough to pay for our keep. Thou makest thy bread by the giving of
bread to others; thus we shall give unto thee thy due, as Andrithaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
Based on original ideas from Karl Schinke (Ardith). Symbols for aspects other than the Mother, along with the artwork, were contributed by Myron Wyles (Halaren).
Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of
herself hath said, 'Give, then, unto the giver the full measure of
kindness that is due.' Good host, food and ale for myself and my
companions, and rooms – if there be two, one for our men, one for
myself and my female companions – else if not, one large room for us
all; since on the roads we have all made bedrolls together, and none
could fault my companions' behavior.
“Oh, and shoo not the people away from us, as we have not had companions beyond ourselves for several days, and long for news and companionship beyond our company.”
"Aye," Kay added. "When ye'r through with ye'r sermon, M'lady, I
would have a song from yon minstrel. Give unto him this silver bit and ask him to play a song for me. Not a sad one, please, for sadness is keen in my heart. A song of joy, of life.”
“As you wish, priestess, lady.” The inkeeper bowed to both women.
The group of men who had risen from their table waited for a glance
from the innkeeper, and, receiving it, carefully put their mugs and
plates down. The four men pulled their chairs to one side of the table,
and a barmaid, with the help of one of the men, pulled up four more
chairs. When they were done, the inkeeper took Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of's coin and gave it
to the barmaid, pointing to the musician in the corner. The barmaid
bowed to Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but and Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of, and walked toward the minstrel.
The innkeeper looked back at Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but nervously, but without losing
his smile. “Uh, I will, of course, make a donation of any money you
spend here tonight.”
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but nodded, smiled and said, “And thee will continue to make
donations, I am sure.”
The inkeeper smiled at Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but's comment, and the worried look left
his face. “Well, what can I get you? Our cooks make an excellent barley
soup, and we serve a potato and mutton stew that's very popular on cold
nights like tonight. Ale for the night is on its way, of course.”
The flutist started to play his song during the innkeeper's last few words. There was nothing impressive about his playing, but it was pleasant, and made for a happier atmosphere in the room.
Kreemon took his seat at the table, nodding his thanks to men who gave him room. He continued the movement of his head and looked around for anyone in the room who could cause trouble.
Such a group was not hard to find. Nearly half of the men in the room looked to be strong-armed fishermen. Many of them could probably beat Kreemon in an unarmed fight, but whether any of them would have reason to do so that evening was yet to be seen.
“Ah, for me,” Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but said, “the barley soup would remind me of home
and warm my insides. And a helping of your stew as well. And, a tankard
of your best ale.”
“The same for me,” Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of added, uninvited. “Yet again, if there is a
good mead in the house, I would prefer that to the ale.
“Kreemon, may I order a bone for Bork? A nice, big soup-bone that has been softened in the cauldron? I remember in my youth that my mother always saved the soup-bones to give to our dogs. 'So they can't hurt their mouths or stomachs, yet clean their teeth,' she said.”
At the word “bone,” Bork's ears stood up. At the second uttering of
the word, he sat up and smiled at Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of.
Kree smiled at the young girl and nodded his head. “Yes, I'm sure
Bork would like that.” He looked down at the dog who had its eyes on
Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of. “Wouldn't you boy?”
He looked at the innkeeper, and remembered his own stomach. “I'll have the stew please, and a mug of the ale, good sir. And if you would, a bowl with some water for Bork?
“And bring a bowl of the stew and some water for the girl here,” he
added, nodding to Koriscaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKorisca Valym
Korisca would be a beautiful woman if she bathed regularly. Most of the time, her face is soot-covered and her hands are grimy. Her blue eyes stand out as the only colorful feature of her face. Her blond hair is full of dirt and ragged, and is never combed neatly. Even after bathing, which never cleans her completely, she seems to draw the dirt back onto her skin within hours., who smiled back.
“Of course.” The innkeeper bowed once again to all of his new guests. “If there is anything else you need while you're here, please don't hesitate to ask.” He then left for the kitchen. The rest of the group sat down.
Kreemon leaned over and spoke into Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but's ear. “Lady, methinks
that we should keep our ears open. Some of the conversations taking
place in here when we entered might give us a feel for happenings in
the town, and the area. In particular, one fellow speaking of being
afraid?”
Kree then sat back up and looked to the men across the table. “My name is Kreemon, so, tell me what is this town like, my friends, let me buy you a round of ale and tell me of it.”
“Oh, I wouldn't think of –” one of them began, but then looked at
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but and stopped. “Thank you.”
Another spoke. He was broad-shouldered and strong-armed, and was
missing his left eyebrow. As much as Kreemon tried to pay attention to
the rest of his appearence, he couldn't keep his eye from that eyebrow.
“I'm Gelib, and it's a pleasure to meet such fine people as yourselves
in this dung-heap.” The other three cowered slightly, as if trying to
dissociate themselves with him. Gelib smiled at them. “Dunweigplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigYunim / Dunweig
by Arnell, edited by the DM
Yunim
Yunim is (in the year 577) a cosmopolitan trade center in the region of Meheiral, run by the Orithoran religion, led centrally from the great Temple of Justice. It is on the edge of Yunim Lake, making fishing one of its principal industries. The's an
okay place. A lot better in the summer, when you can net with your
shirt off and catch something worth eating, but hey, a little snow'll
mean less work, right?” The others signed with something vaguely
resembling nods.
The ale arrived on a round tray, which a barmaid lowered carefully
on the table. She gave a bow to Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but, and walked backwards a few
steps before hurrying back to the kitchen.
“So, you are all fishermen?” Kreemon asked. “What kind of fare do you pull out of the river hereabouts?”
“Oh, sure. We're all fishermen in this town, one way or the other. We,” he said, spreading his arms wide to indicate at least his table, and possibly the rest of the tavern, “do the fishing, the women do the cleaning. Some people're just here to make a nice profit off our nets and rods, and others're come to feed us something other than fish, like Ranes here. This is the best place in town, because it's the only one that serves real meat!”
Kree nodded and smiled.
“Hey, here's some now!” Gelib took a large plate of meat from the innkeeper, and put it in front of his own seat. “You honor us, Ranes. How kind of you to serve us yourself!” Ranes tightened his lips in disapproval, but let Gelib take the rest of the food from his hands, and those of the barmaid behind him. Gelib moved his hands in small circles, exaggerating the way the barmaids were known to serve, and let the proper plate slide off in front of each person at the table.
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but smiled in spite of herself.
“If there's anything else you need, priestess,” said Ranes, “I'm at your disposal.”
“More ale if you will, good sir.”
As the people around the table begin to reach their tines toward the
platters of meat, Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but raised her hand in the universal signal for
“stop.”
“Friends,” she said quietly, “we must not forget to give thanks.”
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but rose to her feet and folded her hands. Kayplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKay Wanderwit
Kay is an attractive, eighteen year old girl. She has dark brown hair, tanned skin and hazel eyes. The bow she carries is of a very fine quality. Kay wears brown calfskin breeches, and a green wool vest. When traveling, she wears brown deerskin breeches and a red linen vest. Her old cloak is black, and made of fine but worn wool. She has become a close friend of did the same, and
Koriscaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKorisca Valym
Korisca would be a beautiful woman if she bathed regularly. Most of the time, her face is soot-covered and her hands are grimy. Her blue eyes stand out as the only colorful feature of her face. Her blond hair is full of dirt and ragged, and is never combed neatly. Even after bathing, which never cleans her completely, she seems to draw the dirt back onto her skin within hours. jumped up and stood behind her. The three quiet fishermen
stumbled with their seats, and rose as quickly as they could, and then
Gelib, looking up at the urgent glances of his companions as if he was
completely oblivious as to what was happening, rose slowly from his
seat, and pushed his chair gently into the table. None of them folded
their hands, and neither did Kreemon, who silently stood up with his
own companions, to show his support for the priestess.
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but began the litany she had learned as a child, and had recited
before each meal at her training in the convent.
“We honor the Creatures who died that we may eat.
“Let their deaths not be forgotten, for we also die,
“sometimes alone.
“We hope to meet them in Joy in the Realm of Andrithaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
Based on original ideas from Karl Schinke (Ardith). Symbols for aspects other than the Mother, along with the artwork, were contributed by Myron Wyles (Halaren).
Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of,
“for we are all One.
“Let us promise that we take the sustenance we gain from their sacrifice and use it for the betterment of all Creatures everywhere.”
Through slitted eyes, Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but watched the people around her. Kreemon
had his right hand covering his left bicep in a way that had to be
intentional. Gelib still smiled, his eyes focused on Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but's, and the
others, including Koriscaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigKorisca Valym
Korisca would be a beautiful woman if she bathed regularly. Most of the time, her face is soot-covered and her hands are grimy. Her blue eyes stand out as the only colorful feature of her face. Her blond hair is full of dirt and ragged, and is never combed neatly. Even after bathing, which never cleans her completely, she seems to draw the dirt back onto her skin within hours., merely watched the priestess with solemn
eyes as she spoke.
The rest of the meal was spent in lighthearted conversation. Even
Gelib's companions allowed themselves a smile or two when they realized
that Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but was not going to judge them severely. The topic of fishing
came up often – aparently the inhabitants of Dunweigplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigYunim / Dunweig
by Arnell, edited by the DM
Yunim
Yunim is (in the year 577) a cosmopolitan trade center in the region of Meheiral, run by the Orithoran religion, led centrally from the great Temple of Justice. It is on the edge of Yunim Lake, making fishing one of its principal industries. The spoke of little
else – but nothing particularly concerning came out of it. The fish
were still there to be caught, and the town was used to its profitless
winters. Salting for the cold season had already begun.
Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but's concerns were twofold – first and foremost for the
spiritual life of town. For the moment she was satisfied, for the
respect shown her as a Priestess of Andrithaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
Based on original ideas from Karl Schinke (Ardith). Symbols for aspects other than the Mother, along with the artwork, were contributed by Myron Wyles (Halaren).
Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of spoke well to her for the
town. The second was the political situation, for the quest of the
company hinged upon that, and she desperately wanted to know where the
Baron stood regarding the recent events. Ah, but peasant fishermen were
not likely to know the Baron's thoughts, right?
“Gelib,” she said, almost in a whisper to the man with the missing
eyebrow, “can you tell me the way to the Temple of Andrithaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
Based on original ideas from Karl Schinke (Ardith). Symbols for aspects other than the Mother, along with the artwork, were contributed by Myron Wyles (Halaren).
Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of, so that
we can visit it tomorrow? I have never been in this fair city before
and do not know my way. I have been long on the road, and it would feel
like home to be in a proper Temple again.”
The rain had stopped for the time being, but clouds still covered most of the sky. In daylight and without fog, it was much easier to evaluate the town.
Despite the gloominess of the weather, there were people rushing
about everywhere: fishermen returning from the morning catch, peddlers
selling cartloads of fruits and fresh fish, horses bearing wealthy
guildmasters. Salters' shops were open and busy, and all the other
shops were already well into their usual business days. One man sat
in the corner of an alley, mending a net that seemed larger than he.
The day began early in a fishing town. Several people nodded or gave
slight bows to Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but as they passed.
One unusual aspect of Dunweigplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigYunim / Dunweig
by Arnell, edited by the DM
Yunim
Yunim is (in the year 577) a cosmopolitan trade center in the region of Meheiral, run by the Orithoran religion, led centrally from the great Temple of Justice. It is on the edge of Yunim Lake, making fishing one of its principal industries. The was the absence of armed soldiers in
the streets. There couldn't have been more than two or three in the
market. The walls of the town were unusually high and sturdy for what
they protected, especially considering the numerous gaps in the walls
that led to the Black Lake. Perhaps the presence of those walls alone
was enough to lessen the need for soldiers.
Four roads met in a cross at the center of town. Along two of the
roads was the market, which, judging by the residue left over from
the day before, expanded into the other two roads during a market day.
Outside the main cross were the homes of townsmen and guildmasters. In
the center of the cross was the Temple of Andrithaplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
Based on original ideas from Karl Schinke (Ardith). Symbols for aspects other than the Mother, along with the artwork, were contributed by Myron Wyles (Halaren).
Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of.
The Temple was by far the tallest building in town, and the most
sturdy and ornate that Ardithplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigArdith
Ardith's long hair is tied in a bun with cords dyed with berry juice, two each of red, blue and black. She wears an unbleached linen shift and bodice, a deerskin jerkin, and low brown boots. Ardith always wears the Sign of Andritha on a chain around her neck. The Sign is a three inch circle of copper with a large onyx in the center, obviously quite heavy, but had seen in the barony. Steps as wide as
the Temple itself were hewn from red and grey stone, and led six feet
off the ground. At the top were double doors, carved from oak and
embossed with the Sign of Antritha. Above the doors was another Sign,
at least a body-length wide. The doors were unguarded.
Fidonet: I haven't been able to find a good place to check FidoNet mail yet. You can reach me at [removed] for information about this game, the Great Fidonet Compendium, the Fido AD&D Web Site, or anything else.
Breakups: Ziedonplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigZiedon
Ziedon stands a little under six feet tall and is relatively thin. He has a neatly trimmed black beard and mustache which stand out considerably against his pale skin. His hazel eyes seem to see everything around him. Ziedon's white hair is cut short in the traditional townsman's style. and Sahlmanplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigSahlman El Musafir
Sahlman's hair is blue-black and graying. His skin is dark and weathered. A huge handle-bar mustache sweeps down to cover much of his lower face, and Sahl is always careful to keep it properly groomed. He is generally very particular about his clothing, equipment and appearance. are still alive.
All: This one has been the slowest turn ever by far. I can only assume that it'll get much faster from here. I take at least half the blame myself, as I was extremely busy for a couple months. As soon as possible, each of you should tell me whether you enter the Temple and whether you do anything before entering. Then, I can send you the first segment of turn 35 to get things moving.
Your Bill, Sir (in Silver Aglars):