“We'll drop you off at the boarding house and then go to
Silnquostplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGuildmaster Gal Silnquost
Description
A man in his forties, tall, at least while seated, who had a full head of graying hair. He was of unspectacular appearance, but his voice made up for it. Townsman Silnquost was as tall as Ziedon, an unusual thing in Huerten. Like most townsmen, he was equipped with an ornate dagger that bore the insignia of his guild on its hilt. He also wore a sword, and, though it was difficult to tell through the elaborate clothing, there might have been a little extra …'s guild house.” Kreemon chuckled, remembering how he started
his current trip to Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
[This map is obviously missing a lot. There aren't huge open spaces in Maelbourg.]
Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index. “I think we know how to get there.”
Kreemon 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. escorted 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. back to the boarding house, and
then headed to the public guild house where 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. had been held
prisoner. Kreemon knocked on the door, and quickly looked down when he
recognized the guard who opened it. Kreemon had been made-up at the
time, but the guard he'd beaten senseless with a sap might still
recognize him.
Kreemon kept his head partially bent, as if in respect, and said, “We
are here seeking a meeting with townsman Silnquostplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGuildmaster Gal Silnquost
Description
A man in his forties, tall, at least while seated, who had a full head of graying hair. He was of unspectacular appearance, but his voice made up for it. Townsman Silnquost was as tall as Ziedon, an unusual thing in Huerten. Like most townsmen, he was equipped with an ornate dagger that bore the insignia of his guild on its hilt. He also wore a sword, and, though it was difficult to tell through the elaborate clothing, there might have been a little extra …. We have a letter of
introduction from townsman Makierreiplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigTrademaster Eiselon Makierrei
Description
Makierrei is a short man, about five two, potbellied and of medium build. His arms hang out a bit, as if he were a much heavier man than he actually is. He is balding and wears a moustache, which parallels heavy eyebrows. Almost comical when described, he is disappointingly ordinary in person..”
The guard squinted his eyes and stared at Kreemon for a moment, before resuming the traditional aspect of a stern guardsman. “The townsman isn't here today.”
“We have some important business with the townsman. Where could we find him?” Kreemon twisted his wrist slightly to draw the guard's eyes towards the sealed letters in his hand.
“He's probably in his own guild hall. Or at home. We don't keep tabs on him here.”
“Ah, our apologies. We know of this other guild hall, but where might his home be located?”
“How would I know? The townsman works in his hall.”
“Thank you for your time. We will seek him out at his guild hall first.”
The pair departed, and headed to the other hall, where they knocked again.
After nearly a minute, the door was opened by an apprentice in his teenage years, whose hands were stained a blue-brown color. Streaks of the color marked his face, where he'd absently rubbed it.
“Greetings,” Kreemon said. “We are here to see Townsman Silnquostplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGuildmaster Gal Silnquost
Description
A man in his forties, tall, at least while seated, who had a full head of graying hair. He was of unspectacular appearance, but his voice made up for it. Townsman Silnquost was as tall as Ziedon, an unusual thing in Huerten. Like most townsmen, he was equipped with an ornate dagger that bore the insignia of his guild on its hilt. He also wore a sword, and, though it was difficult to tell through the elaborate clothing, there might have been a little extra … on
a matter of import. He is here?”
“He's here. Who is calling on him?”
“Townslady 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., daughter of Townsman Ulan,” Kreemon replied.
“With letters of introduction from Townsmen Ulan and Makkerrei
explaining the situation and the townslady's birthright.”
“I'll see if he's available.”
The apprentice turned around and walked away, leaving the door slightly ajar. Kreemon heard an undecipherable conversation in the distance, and then the apprentice returned. “He'll see you in his work room.”
“I don't know about this, Kree,” 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. whispered. “This is the
most powerful man in Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
[This map is obviously missing a lot. There aren't huge open spaces in Maelbourg.]
Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index.”
“Oh so the better if he will support you.”
The apprentice lead Kreemon 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. into a large room where
numerous apprentices and laborers were mixing dyes, combing and spinning
wool, and going about the rest of the tasks of their trade. The acrid
and pungent smells of unfinished dyes and drying wool were almost
overwhelming, but soon, they were out of that room and behind two closed
doors in a short hallway that looked designed to filter out some of the
smell. A small pot of herbs sat next to a burning brazier at the end.
The apprentice tossed a pinch of herbs into the fire as he passed,
filling the little section of hallway with a sharp, sweet smell. Then he
opened a door into Townsman Silnquostplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGuildmaster Gal Silnquost
Description
A man in his forties, tall, at least while seated, who had a full head of graying hair. He was of unspectacular appearance, but his voice made up for it. Townsman Silnquost was as tall as Ziedon, an unusual thing in Huerten. Like most townsmen, he was equipped with an ornate dagger that bore the insignia of his guild on its hilt. He also wore a sword, and, though it was difficult to tell through the elaborate clothing, there might have been a little extra …'s work room.
The Townsman's room was sparsely furnished with a single chair, a
long work table and a fireplace, but it was littered with tools and
books. Silnquostplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGuildmaster Gal Silnquost
Description
A man in his forties, tall, at least while seated, who had a full head of graying hair. He was of unspectacular appearance, but his voice made up for it. Townsman Silnquost was as tall as Ziedon, an unusual thing in Huerten. Like most townsmen, he was equipped with an ornate dagger that bore the insignia of his guild on its hilt. He also wore a sword, and, though it was difficult to tell through the elaborate clothing, there might have been a little extra … himself was standing, waiting for them.
“So, you want to make claims of birthright,” the townsman said when the apprentice was out of the room. “Interesting, and yet very difficult to believe. But I'll read those letters.”
Kreemon led 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. to the chair, so she could sit, and handed over
the letters. Silnquostplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGuildmaster Gal Silnquost
Description
A man in his forties, tall, at least while seated, who had a full head of graying hair. He was of unspectacular appearance, but his voice made up for it. Townsman Silnquost was as tall as Ziedon, an unusual thing in Huerten. Like most townsmen, he was equipped with an ornate dagger that bore the insignia of his guild on its hilt. He also wore a sword, and, though it was difficult to tell through the elaborate clothing, there might have been a little extra … broke the seals and read them quickly.
“Quite a coincidence that someone would happen to come to Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
[This map is obviously missing a lot. There aren't huge open spaces in Maelbourg.]
Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index
right after Galgeweplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGalgewe
Last updated 2012-10-26
This could afford to be a little longer, for such an important NPC...
Description
A short, stocky man with a balding head of curly, fiery red hair entered the room. His dull blue robes matched his eyes, and the sheath of a short sword hung from his waist.'s murder, claiming to have a right to his wealth.
You know, someone else is also trying to claim Ulan's holdings. Do you
happen to know who?”
An angry, offended look overcame Kreemon's face, “Someone dares usurp the Townslady's birthright? Who is this fiend?”
“Fiend indeed. Demon, sorcerer, necromancer, evil spirit, or perhaps just an ordinary man who believes that the ability to perform a few tricks gives him the right to claim a townsman's wealth. So, you say you just happened to find out about Ulan's death just as things were getting interesting?”
“The townslady only recently received word of her birthright from her
father. Perhaps he feared for his life and wanted his legacy to
continue – we do not know his reasoning. We immediately set out, just
recently arriving in Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
[This map is obviously missing a lot. There aren't huge open spaces in Maelbourg.]
Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index to find out about her father's death and
all sorts of rumors of black magic, troubles and strife. Regardless, now
that she knows of her father's death, the Townslady seeks to restore her
birthright.” Kreemon motioned to the letters. “Will you support her,
like Townsman Makierreiplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigTrademaster Eiselon Makierrei
Description
Makierrei is a short man, about five two, potbellied and of medium build. His arms hang out a bit, as if he were a much heavier man than he actually is. He is balding and wears a moustache, which parallels heavy eyebrows. Almost comical when described, he is disappointingly ordinary in person. has pledged? Don't you want to bring stability
and peace back to Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
[This map is obviously missing a lot. There aren't huge open spaces in Maelbourg.]
Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index?”
“Oh, I would want nothing more, but I'm afraid I can't vouch for
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. personally, without being certain she is who she says she is.
You understand how these things work. One doesn't go about giving that
kind of wealth out based on a few letters, which could easily be forged.
“You may want to spend some time looking into your 'fiend,' if you want to keep your claim safe. In fact, I would be quite well disposed towards someone who brought this person in. That would contribute quite a lot towards stability and peace.” The townsman stood, and at the sound of his chair sliding across the floor, the apprentice opened the door. “Ah, Weegrin. Escort these two out of the building, if you would.”
Kreemon stood up and secured the letters before asking, “Can you describe this fiend who attempts to steal the Townslady's heritage?”
“His description is all over town. Ask any priest.”
“Townsman, thank you for your time.”
The pair left and moved back through the city. Kreemon kept an eye
out to make sure they were not being followed. “I don't think we will
get much support from him,” he said 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..
“No. I'm just glad he didn't hold us. He sounded suspicious.”
“From what we have been told, that is what he is always like. Now we wait until the evening, unless there is something you'd like to do?”
Kreemon 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. walked for a few more minutes and stopped to pick
up some sweet rolls and apples before they noticed that they'd seen
the same casually-dressed man on at least three streets. As they turned
down an alley, Kreemon said, “We are being followed. Keep walking and
find cover. I'll deal with this.” Kreemon drew a dagger, reversing it so
the blade was concealed along the length of his arm, and stood near the
corner, waiting for the man to enter the alley.
After a longer wait than expected, the man walked right past the alley, sparing only the slightest of glances to his side. Shortly after the man passed, it began to drizzle.
Stepping out from the shadows of the alley, Kreemon let the man pass
and quickly moved down to the other end, gathering up 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.. The pair
sped through a few more back alleys and side streets to ensure they'd
lost anyone following them.
After five or six turns, 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. nudged Kreemon. “There's our
friend,” she said. Through the increasingly strong rain, Kreemon saw
their pursuer in the distance, checking down an alley. This time, it
didn't take long to lose him.
By the time Kreemon 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. got to the boarding house, a bitter
wind was pulling at their clothes, and the rain was coming down in
sheets. Walkways that had only recently dried were becoming deep with
mud again. 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.'s teeth chattered audibly, as she pulled her drenched
coat tighter around her body. Kreemon, as usual, found himself
unaffected by the weather.
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. had spent the time studying and scribing magic, and pacing
back and forth, trying to figure out what to do about 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 and
whatever curse they'd placed on him. Every hour or so, he staggered
under a splitting headache, and when it subsided, some of his magic was
gone. The music was driving him crazy, always there in his thoughts,
always distracting him from what he had to do. It was getting worse.
Twice, he'd found himself on the floor, and time had passed of which he
had no memory. Once, he woke to hear rain pelting against the shutters.
A howling, chill wind came in from Kreemon's open window, which 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.
finally closed.
When Kreemon 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. entered, their clothing hanging limp around
them and pools of water forming at their feet, 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. was on the floor,
head in hands. Another spell had faded from his memory.
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. looked up at them, holding his head. “So the rains have
started. How long will they last?”
Kreemon said, “Just today. Tomorrow the weather will clear, the day after will be some snow which will turn into a thick fog. The earthquake will be late that evening.”
“The priests' effects are maddening. I'm wondering if the mages from
Forgolonplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigForgolon
Description
The minstrel was tall and well-built. He had a developed moustache, although not so developed as Sahlman's, and the beginnings of a beard. The man wore baggy pants, and a loose vest. There were numerous places where he could have been hiding a small dagger or knife, and's lore killed themselves to stop it.” 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. rubbed his
forehead and then calmly looked up at Kreemon. “The 'three days' is
almost up. I think I can weather these effects. They might not be
permanent, but instead designed to weaken me, drive me mad, forcing me
into an action with the priests that I will invariably lose. Maybe the
priests used this time to hunt them down while they were debilitated. I
will not do their work for them by mounting an assault. Not in my
condition. Instead, I would like for you to tie me down to my bed. I
have some herbs that will help me sleep. If this doesn't pass in a few
days, then we will have to think of something else. But in the meantime,
I don't want to be able to hurt myself, or act rashly.”
“The three days is already up, we are on the fourth now. We can watch you for two days. On the day of the earthquake we need to be prepared to move, to make sure we aren't trapped in a collapsing building. During the earthquake, there might be some damage and confusion at the Church. Let's eat and then we'll tie you up.”
“Fair enough.” 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. ate a hardy meal of cheese, salted meat, fruit
and slightly stale bread before mixing several herbs and brewing a cup
of tea. 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. drank the tea down and left the rest of the herb mixture
on the table. Then he laid down on the bed and said, “Use those herbs to
make more tea for me each time I wake. Being unconscious is the best
thing for me now.”
Kreemon carefully and securely tied 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. onto the bed, and said 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., “I don't think we'll be able to go visit the tavern tonight for
that Townsman due to the rain. We can try him tomorrow.”
The rain continued all that day. Kreemon passed the time meditating,
while 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. slept, occasionally waking long enough to ask for more tea.
While he waited for sleep, he went over his initial apprentice training,
trying to break the blocks the priests had placed on him. His master in
Westearth had told him that, rare though Wizards were, he would meet
others. The magic drew them to each other, and some day, 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. would
have to defend
his mind against the onslaught of magic.
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. was restless. She fed the fire, though the rain seemed to
suck the heat out of their little apartment no matter how much coal she
piled in. At one point, she couldn't take it any more, and went out for
a walk in the rain. She came back with some hard cheese wrapped in wax-
cloth, which she nibbled at nervously for the rest of the day.
That night, 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. dreamt about the one priest who still sang the
Song. The priest stood, watching 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. with his piercing gaze, on a
platform in the entrance hall of 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, holding his scepter. Nothing
more happened in the dream, though it lasted through the night, leaving
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. feeling exhausted.
The next morning, the rain finally let up, and the sky cleared,
leaving only a few fluffy clouds. Kreemon untied 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. long enough that
they could breakfast together. Then 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. was tied down again, and they
continued their wait. In the middle of the afternoon, 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. said,
“You might want to look at this.”
Kreemon came to the window. In the distance, over the tops of the neighboring houses, a crowd was gathering, or, more accurately, a mob was forming, and moving rapidly through the muddy streets. At the lead was a group in uniform – the uniform of the king's army.
“Those are the ones we saw outside the city,” Kreemon said. “Stay here. I'll check this out.”
Kreemon left the boarding house. The crowd had been moving slowly
toward the poorest area of the town, so Kreemon wound his way through
the streets and alleys of Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
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he heard them chanting, “Balban, Balban!” A little closer, and he could
hear the leaders of the crowd calling out, “Who will put power into the
hands of the people? [Balban, Balban!] Who will reunite you with your
families in Haelbourg? [Balban, Balban!] Who will open the gates, and
give you back your jobs? [Balban, Balban!] Who will end the oppression
of the Andrithansplugin-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? [Balban, Balban!]”
Kreemon caught up with the outskirts of the group and asked one of the crowd at random, “Who is this Balban? What is going on?”
“You don't know Balban? He's going to get rid of the Andrithansplugin-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!”
“You got it wrong,” a nearby man said. “Andrithansplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
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Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of ain't going
anywhere, but things are going to be better.”
Kreemon asked, “If he isn't going to get rid of the Andrithansplugin-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, how
is he going to make it better?”
“You just listen. This's been working up for a long time now. The
gates'll be open, the Andrithansplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
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Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of won't tell us what to do.”
“Naw. They're going away. Balban has an army bigger than all of
Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
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Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index. There won't be an Andrithanplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
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Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of left alive.”
Kreemon asked, “What does 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 say about all of this?”
“The priests will do what they do. If you're worried about it, go to the next Song.”
“So where is everyone going now? To the gate to open it?”
“I don't know. Watch and see.”
Kreemon continued to move with the group and asked, “Are we going to have to join Balban's army?”
“You ask a lot of questions for an Andrithanplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
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Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of,” someone else said.
“Maybe it's time you went somewhere else.”
Kreemon then said a little louder, “I had heard that the evil
sorcerer had been working for Balban. That he had been in league with
Galgeweplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGalgewe
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Description
A short, stocky man with a balding head of curly, fiery red hair entered the room. His dull blue robes matched his eyes, and the sheath of a short sword hung from his waist.. Are you sure we can trust this Balban?”
The people around Kreemon ignored him, but farther off, a few people glanced his way, and a murmur built up in the crowd. Whether it would die down or grow explosively was hard to tell.
Kreemon continued loudly, “Everyone knows that Galgeweplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGalgewe
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A short, stocky man with a balding head of curly, fiery red hair entered the room. His dull blue robes matched his eyes, and the sheath of a short sword hung from his waist. was Balban's
agent, and that Galgeweplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGalgewe
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Description
A short, stocky man with a balding head of curly, fiery red hair entered the room. His dull blue robes matched his eyes, and the sheath of a short sword hung from his waist. and the Sorcerer came to town together! Hell's
bells, Balban is an Andrithanplugin-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 himself! You think he is here to help?”
“Look, you,” said the man who had been talking to Kreemon. “Are you trying to ruin everything? Keep your mouth shut or I'll slit your throat.”
“So,” Kreemon shouted over the noise of the crowd, “You do admit this
is an Andrithanplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigAndrithanism
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Andrithanism and its variants are the dominant religion in Rang and the surrounding kingdoms. Within the boundaries of plot! Are you an Andrithanplugin-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 too? You never explained how
an Andrithanplugin-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, leading an Andrithanplugin-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 army is going to actually 'help'
Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
[This map is obviously missing a lot. There aren't huge open spaces in Maelbourg.]
Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index. More like it is going to try to finish the job it started
years ago.”
Kreemon took a step back and raised one arm, fully expecting the punch that came his way. He deftly blocked the attack with one arm and sent his other fist flying into his assailant's face, sending him sprawling to the ground. Over the heads of some of his shorter neighbors, Kreemon saw that other fights were breaking out elsewhere in the crowd, probably about the same issue.
An area cleared out around Kreemon, until only three of the unconscious man's friends remained. None of them looked too tough on his own, but three would prove a challenge.
Kreemon shouted, “Balban had Galgeweplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGalgewe
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Description
A short, stocky man with a balding head of curly, fiery red hair entered the room. His dull blue robes matched his eyes, and the sheath of a short sword hung from his waist. kill Townsman Ulan and usurp his
place. It is only fitting that the sorcerer killed Galgeweplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigGalgewe
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Description
A short, stocky man with a balding head of curly, fiery red hair entered the room. His dull blue robes matched his eyes, and the sheath of a short sword hung from his waist. in turn. Now
that Townsman Ulan's daughter has returned maybe we can have some
stability. Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
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Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index doesn't need Balban!”
While he shouted, Kreemon watched the three men in front of him, who had formed a protective semicircle around their friend. As soon as one of them made a move, he struck out, missing once, but hitting hard enough the second time to knock out the first of the three. The others converged on Kreemon. He dodged a swing from one, but was hit solidly in the gut by the other. Undeterred, Kreemon sent one fist into the jaw of one man, and, as the first was still falling to the ground, Kreemon hit the other, bruising his arm.
With only one limp-armed assailant standing, Kreemon gave him a level look and said, “Run.” Looking back and forth at his three fallen comrades, the man was only too happy to oblige.
The brief fist fight over, Kreemon looked around. People around him were staring, open-jawed, or backing away hastily. In the distance, a few isolated fights were spreading, and not too far beyond that, the town guard was circling the crowd, moving inward with swords drawn. This quickly calmed the outermost spectators, who slipped away as quickly as they could, hoping the guards would have more important people to deal with.
In the center of the crowd, the speaker was yelling loud enough to
be heard over all the noise. “See? Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
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just for listening to people who try to help raise them from their
miserable state! It is time for a change, people of Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
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Maelbourg is a walled town in the Barony of Huerten, with a population of approximately six thousand. Its primary exports are textiles, wool and coal, the last of which it acquires from deposits in the nearby hills. The land on which the town sits was added to maelbourg index! Let's
show Balban that we're ready!”
Kreemon quickly retorted in a loud voice, “The lackeys and minions of
Balban attack the good citizens of Maelbourgplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigMaelbourg
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them tried to silence me, but Ilsupeichplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigThe Five Moons
Five moons rise and set in the sky of Aerv, never crossing paths. At the end of the world, they will all wane together, and diminish to nothing for the Zioth.
Quite a lot of mythology centers around the moons. Zahirans' theology revolves around the Moon Children. The Moon Wanderers in the Shirahjat Cohilition migrate with the rising and setting of the moons in ways that only they fully understand.'s Voice cannot be stilled.” With
a savage stomp and a loud crunch, Kreemon broke the right leg of the
first of his unconscious assailants, and headed for the next. This sent
the crowd into an uproar, and while no one around Kreemon wanted to get
close, the town guard was closing in, pushing people out of the way to
get to Kreemon as quickly as possible. “Ilsupeichplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigThe Five Moons
Five moons rise and set in the sky of Aerv, never crossing paths. At the end of the world, they will all wane together, and diminish to nothing for the Zioth.
Quite a lot of mythology centers around the moons. Zahirans' theology revolves around the Moon Children. The Moon Wanderers in the Shirahjat Cohilition migrate with the rising and setting of the moons in ways that only they fully understand. will be heard before
the sun rises a second time!” Kreemon continued, stomping on the next
attacker's leg. “Remember my words! Balban seeks to finish the Scourge!
Reject him and embrace 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. and maybe Ilsapeich will only speak
once!” Only the closest people heard the last. They were moving out of
the way now, letting the guards close in from all directions.
Kreemon said hurriedly to those near him, “Remember, Ilsapeich will
speak out against Balban, look to Townslady 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. for salvation!
Spread the word!” before turning and running through the crowd. After
seeing what he did to the unconscious men, the crowd parted to let him
by. He ducked down the first alley he came across, and emerged at the
other end, knocking over a woman carrying a basket of fruit. At her
shrill squeal, nearby guards turned their heads and came running, but
Kreemon was already across the street and in the next alley. He found
that, like the True Zahiransplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigZahira
by Diane Hutton and the DM
The Common View
Zahira is seen as a dangerous cult that welcomes the Zioth and embraces death. It is led by mysterious druid-like entities known as “True Zahirans.” There is quite a bit of legend surrounding these druids, such as their ability to appear out of nowhere, or the fact that they all look alike. of legend, he had become unnaturally fleet
of foot, and no guard could catch up to him. Three alleys later, Kreemon
stopped and looked both ways. No one was watching yet. Safe from prying
eyes, Kreemon turned into a wolfhound and moved away from the area at
high speed, this time on four legs, using his enhanced sense of smell to
avoid any people. Once he was far enough from the crowd and the guards,
he changed back into his human form walked calmly back to the boarding
house.
Tomorrow (the 7th) there will be flurries of snow in the morning. The day will get hot after that, and there will be heavy fog at night. The earthquake is at midnight.