[Taocow PBEM] Chapter XVII - On The Border Of Doom
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Thu Jan 8 23:33:09 GMT 2009
Upon having the elves introduced as the councel, Koba does his best to give
a slight bow and show his respects despite having no idea of traditional
Elvish customs. The sudden outburst between the councel members catches him
"Against your children? Who would make such an evil threat?"
On Wed, Jan 7, 2009 at 3:42 PM, Aaron Clausen <mightymartianca at gmail.com>wrote:
> > > > [Talas]
> > > > Talas sits back away from the front wind screen and then
> > > > quietly speaks into the com. "My friends if this is an Elvin
> > > > enclave. My I suggest that Lady Sialilliona and I speak for
> > > > us. It my look better if it appears that we are lead by Fellow
> > > > elves. Lady Sialillion, if there are no objections, my I also
> > > > suggest that the oldest of us take lead with the council."
> > > > [/Talas]
> > > [Amanda]
> > > Amanda nods in agreement.
> > > [/Amanda]
> > > [Louissa]
> > > Louissa also agrees.
> > > [/Louissa]
> > > [Alister]
> > > Alister simply shrugs. "Better you than me." he says over
> > > the channel.
> > > [/Alister]
> > > > [Ted]
> > > > "What is the toll?" Ted asks.
> > > > [/Ted]
> > > [GM]
> > > Lady Assara spends a moment looking at the vehicles and other
> > > equipment. "If you are not carrying any trade goods, 100 credits
> > > per person and 200 credits per vehicle."
> > > [/GM]
> > > > [Ted]
> > > > "What if we cannot or do not pay?" He tries to keep his tone
> > > > non-threatening.
> > > > [/Ted]
> > > [GM]
> > > "Then you cannot pass this way, and must take your chances by
> > > some other route." the elf replies.
> > > [/GM]
> > [Carlos]
> > Carlos watches the proceedings but says nothing. He will follow
> > the group into the town if they agree.
> > [/Carlos]
> > [Koba]
> > Koba keys the mic on the scrambled channel. "I would say
> > staying the night may be better. If we didn't know they were
> > even here, they may be able to provide much more
> > information on what is in the immediate area, but lets get
> > moving again as soon as we can."
> > [/Koba]
> "Alright," Amanda says, "but let's watch what we say and do.
> I don't think these guys are inviting us out of the goodness
> of their hearts."
> > [Alex]
> > Alex does not speak Elven so she cannot respond in their
> > language. Instead, she states in American, "I have some skills
> > as a mechanic and can also repair weapons and armor, of
> > course only non-magical weapons. Perhaps I could work on
> > some repairs to help pay our toll?"
> > [/Alex]
> The Elfen woman looks at Sia. "If it comes to that, then yes,
> your skills might be very useful."
> > [Sia]
> > Sialillion has been quiet through the early proceedings, but when
> > called upon she nods. "Very well. I will try to sort this out."
> > [/Sia]
> > [Talas]
> > Talas gets out of the ATV and follows Sia's lead.
> > [/Talas]
> > [Sia]
> > Approaching the horsemen, Sialillion speaks to them in Elven:
> > "Kindred, I am Lady Sialillion of Poughkeepsie, advisor to our King.
> > A great evil is rising to the south. I know this has been a dark time
> > and that not all travelers are to be trusted, but I assure you on my
> > honor that our cause is just. Indeed, the fate of all nations in this
> > region, perhaps even the entire world, hangs in the balance. Acting
> > as the King's emissary, I pray that you allow us to pass through your
> > lands without delay. I will speak with your council if necessary."
> > [/Sia]
> The Elf bows first to Sia and then to Talas and says "Greetings,
> kinswoman and kinsman." in Elvish.
> "We know of your kingdom only by name." she says simply. "We
> have not had time to send an envoy. It is well that the king of your
> realm has sent such an important person as yourself." She looks
> at the rest of the company, "Although, the rest of your guard is
> very... odd. Come, then, Lady Sialillion of the Kingdom of
> Poughkeepsie, and those with you."
> She waves to her comrades and they ride closer surrounding
> the company's flanks, but showing no particular hostility, just
> grim-faced vigilance.
> The company is lead down the road to the rough concrete wall.
> A steel gate swings open with a loud metallic squeak, revealing
> in better detail the town that lies beyond.
> The houses, mainly rough-sawn wood, though some are brightly
> painted, give the town a somewhat rustic, frontier look. The town
> is divided into quarters by two streets that intersect. At the
> intersection is a small town square with a few young saplings
> planted amongst grass that is surprisingly green for this time of
> The Elves lead the company to a large house, simple log house,
> two storeys high with a white flag with the emblem of two white
> trees flapping in a light breeze. At the door of the house six
> guards in silver armor stand at attention, saluting as Lady Assara
> mounts the steps.
> The door swings wide to reveal a great hall, with exquisite hangings
> on the walls. In the midst of the room are seven elves sitting on
> simple wooden seats. Five of the elves are men, three are women.
> Two of the men look very old, even for elves, and one of the woman
> seems of similar age. The rest look much younger.
> "Lords and Ladies of the Council," Lady Assara says, "I present to
> Lady Sialillion, Emissary of the King of Poughkeepsie, and her
> retainers and guards."
> "Retainers and guards....?" the Technowizard says quietly.
> The oldest of the Elves stands up and bows. "Welcome, Lady
> Sialillion. It gladdens our hearts to see a neighbor recognize us.
> It is a great honor."
> He turns to the rest of the company. "The rest of you are
> welcome, too. Such an assemblage of warriors has not been
> seen since our... relocation."
> "This is, I hope, the beginning of a fruitful friendship between
> our dear Republic and your Kingdom. We hope for trade and
> mutual defense, so that our realms will be all the stronger.
> The realm of Poughkeepsie is known by us to be a great power
> in these lands, and..."
> One of the other members of the Council, a tall Elvish man in
> rough-sewn leather clothes leaps up. "That is enough, Esrain!"
> he shouts. "These people are not fools, and even if they are,
> I certainly cannot sit here and listen to you prattle on!" He then
> shouts a most vulgar Elvish curse, comparing the old man to a
> fornicator of a rodents.
> "Strangers, we need your help." he says. "Our sage says that
> you are strangers from lands much more distant than this, and
> that you have the protection of a strange and ancient goddess."
> Another of the Council, another old Elf, breaks down. "It has our
> children, and it has said that unless we deliver you to it, they
> will die. We are not villains, and we will not force your hand,
> but please, in the name of all decency, you must help us!"
> Aaron Clausen
> mightymartianca at gmail.com
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