Camp Research
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((OOC Note to anyone working on the plot, I will be gone from the 19th-28th, but I don't know what LD to do about the folks who pass information to Lil. Hopefully he will respond here…))
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A parchment bearing the seal of Spellweaver is delivered to Cera's tree.
Vaxin Roe declared the quarries ours. He stood covered in the blood of our guards and spoke of visions for the future, starting with the founding of a city, from there we could rule ourselves, and be masters of our own fate. We would begin by raising a temple to worship He who had freed us, He who had answered the Five's Prayers. He won over many of us that day, and there were celebrations, and his speech was the beginning of our plans, and the plans slowly became a reality, the framework for buildings and towers was begun the very next day.
The orcs and kobolds deserted of course, with no further force from the guards they wandered off to squabble amongst themselves. The Ogres delved deep into the ground, and did not return, the spiders wandered free, often feeding on themselves since we no longer fed them. Everyone took this change different.
The retribution we feared did not come, our city was begun, those who gave us our freedom walked among us, and for a time, we smiled. Our work was begun in the largest clearings in the canyons, and the first stories rose up as did our hopes for the future.
And then they came. Vaxin Roe met them, Felik, Jalixson, Senti'la, and Branic stood beside him. I can not describe what all I saw, magic was thrown, flames fell from the sky, lightning cracked, and horrors I wish never to see again in my lifetime were summoned forth to fight. My eyes pain still from the brightness of the magics used. The earth was shaken and cracked, and in the end…. five crystals were laid out on the ground. Four of the brightest hue, one of the darkest.
It was told to me, to us all, that they were unable to destroy them, but that this was for the greater good. We were told that the rest of us were to leave the land, on pain of death. It was told to us many times, told by those who toke our heroes and put them away into rocks. I watched them. I watched them sealed away into caves, and watched as they collapsed the caves behind them.
I am at heart a coward. I could never face those who had attacked our saviors, so I instead use what little talent I have in working stone, to carve this for those who may have the strength and bravery to free those that should have not been sealed away, to show the truth of what happened, and ignore the lies of those who have done nothing but bring retribution for the justified slaughter of our guards.
We have been to told to leave, and so we will leave. Our city will lay unfinished, our saviours will lay imprisoned behind their wards, our masters continue to set our ways. The five who chose to save us all, will never know freedom by my hand, I can only hpoe they will know the freedom they fought for, by anothers.
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Arandor spends his time around the camp with Tala these days, keeping her company mostly as she watches over the pillars. He seems pretty content to eat the cookies and even one or two of the "wings." Sipping on some tea afterwards, he comments.
"Always knew there was something about those Pillars, I just hope the people studying them know what they're getting into… Also, I would, of course, have to be the sacrifice were it to come to that."
He nudges Tala playfully, smiling to her.
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The elf, Celebring, continues to study the charcoal rubbings, spending much of his time at the camp around the Pillar in the Waterfall cave. He helps himself to some tea and cookies every now and then.
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gives them both a dirty look whilst smiling and speaks her tone mildly amused
I am not a mushroom… cookie? Tea? Wings?
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I sacrifice myself to be locked up in the cave with Tala
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Nicahh quietly comments to those around her, smiling faintly, her voice playful.
"Or we could piss Tala off and let her rant a while, that would probably open the portal."
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hmmm
pauses munching on a cookie
what if we took one of those shrieking mushrooms and grew it in the cave near the pillar?
If all the things in the camp are interconnected then they might be connected too.
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–grr... double post--
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Penny hears of the sound reactive pillar while sipping some wine by the fire.
"I wonder if my shriekin' could keep open that portal for ya long enough ta hop in. I once got the pitch up high enough ta make a bugbear's ears bleed, so maybe the same would work 'ere."
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tosses a bone from some food she is eating a dwin
I've lived there for years quit your whining before I call you an elf kissing long shanks.
grins at him motioning towards a platter of "wings" of some form or fashion next to the platter is a large sack of tala's ginger cookies and a huge pale of tea.
<d>I got some ale for you if you like. I doubt ginger tea is to your liking, and no its not made from the hin.
laughs and winks at him still looking pale and tired, but apparently hungry.</d>
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Dwin grumbles
O course I find this out AFTER I buy the cave next to it!
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_Rumors start to spread of the pillar inside the warefall cave. It is said that large volumes of sound have activated it. The activation is a portal which stays open for only a few seconds before closing again.
Strangely enough, this was figured out by a dire wolf who led Nicahh, Equinox, and Wolf into the cave. The large wolf barked so loud, that the pillar had a reaction. It then ran out, whimpering as the portal opened. Then Wolf, with his aquired pot of sound, opened the pot which unleashed a wave of sound at the pillar, causing the portal to open again for a short time. Neither of the three had time to enter the portal to see what was on the other side, but it is suggested to keep large amounts of sound going in order for the portal to remain open. The three decided it was best to tell those who are researching it before acting on it…_
