Campaign of the Month: November 2018

The Red Hand

Samir's Adventure log - Arazi - Part 1

So after our little encounter with sea spikes, we’re back at the Academy, ready to go at a new place to get that thingamabob we want for… you know… [wink] [wink].

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So after our Masters are done with our reports, we are to meet a masked stranger for a briefing to our next location, an Island called Arazi.
So it’s an Island with a mega-fauna, meaning big… BIG critters walking around the place. So I estimate a few hours lost with our dear scribes arguing on the best way to fit a triceratops through our Academy portal in order to train him to become a teacher or something. Great!
And there’s a settlement somewhere there? But it’s a cover for a hidden city, filled with the descendants of the heretics of Mavrikos’ godlings or something? This speech sure is heavy on irrelevant details.
“Big Island. Hidden City. Big Monsters roaming about”. BOOM! Done! (sigh)

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Oh great, there’s also these complicated social mores and traditions in that city where people always wear masks and value their private lives over everything else? Should I ever want to have a harem of other men’s wives, I’ll make sure to exploit this ridiculous custom, that’s for sure! Oh, and shops aren’t identified, too? This will be GREAT! I can feel it!
Oh yeah… the whole city is also protected against minor divination spells.

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Ok so I chose a mask of myself, but with green eyes instead. It’s fool proof! Ha!

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Ok so we’re off to Arazi! Our guide brought us to the hidden city and our mission is to get info about the beached ship we explored a few days ago called the Prancing Mermaid. The ship was part of an expedition that stole that thing [wink] [wink]

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First things first though: we need to locate an inn in this cursed place. I guess we’ll have to knock on a few doors and hope for the best.

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Ok, found an inn. Time to gather some info. I suggest going to the port authorities, for surely they would have ledgers and archives about this ship. I mean, who’s to say it originally came from here and this place was not just a short stop between their voyage?

“That’s a great idea, Samir! We should definitely start looking for information where the INFORMATION is!” said no one… I have a sinking feeling that my scribes do not take my opinions seriously. I mean, I’ve been nothing other than a solid tactician throughout our adventures. My methods are eccentric for sure, but the results speak for themselves, right? Am I dead? Of course not! So I sit at our table and will let the social awkward scribes smooth talk their way into being pointed at the Port Authority building. No chances of me getting bored at that. No Siree…

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Hahahahahha! Rhea tried to get info from a sailor by first insulting him, just to loosen his tongue, THEN tried to pass herself as a grieving wife and mother, waiting for her lost sailor husband. Thing is, the ship broke down something like 20 years ago! Ha! (Note to self: ship was beached a long time ago… [cough])

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Orfée is flirting with an old man, too! And he’s a baker! Who got sold into slavery in the gladiatorial arena and won his freedom (along with a kickass parrot).

Oh wow are we getting closer to our goal now! Ha!

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At some point in this entertaining night the crowd fell silent as some kind of scary-looking guards came inside on their rounds. Some kind of holy guards called “The horns” I believe. (shrug)

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So we’ve decided to split into two groups: one will explore the city, mostly around the Cathedral (Orfée, Hasdrubal and Rhea) while Mavrikos, Nasah and I will go to the Port Authorities to take a look into their archives.

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So Mavrikos takes the lead and, after a few awkward inquiries about the location to the port authorities, we were finally given the direction to this damn place. Once inside, Mavrikos tries to get access to the archives, which we finally get. Once upstairs, we are met with a lot of ledgers to examine, which will take a while I guess.
But never fear! Samir’s here! I simply gave a random clerk 5 gold pieces to help us find this damn ship, the Prancing Mermaid. When I say the name of the ship, I noticed the clerk seemed to jump at its mention. Something fishy is going on here…
The clerk wants us to wait upstairs while he goes downstairs to fetch books to help in his search. Yeah, I won’t leave him out of my sight, that one!

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It’s funny, really. The best way to deal with manmade absolutes has always been with chaos for me. Men have this tunnel vision directed at their goals and any disruptions going their way shake their resolves. The more absurd said disruption is, the more confused they get, thus making their goals shine like a beacon, so concentrated they are to get back to it. (sigh) and I am seen as this bumbling fool by the others… Oh well. Underestimation is a weapon I won’t shy away from.

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So the clerk keeps insisting that I stay up with the others, while I wholeheartedly agree with him, but follow him nonetheless. He gets more nervous by my actions (which proves to me that something is afoot of course). As I follow him behind the counter, my luck runs out, as only captains are allowed back there or some such, so I excuse myself to go take a piss (ha! Classic Samir!) outside while the clerk, rather than going behind to get the ledgers, remains to make sure I get back, which I do, of course, but under another guise, mask and all.
I start to loudly complain about the clerk’s lack of respect to my importance, as he is refusing to help me, still waiting for my first version to come back. After a while, he shrugs and asks an acolyte to go get the authorities. So we’re in trouble, I guess.
Try as I might, I am not allowed upstairs to tell my friends to get the hell out, so I make as much noise as possible to let them know something’s up. After a while Mavrikos gets the message and we make our exit to the streets. Not soon after, a window on the second floor explodes outward. Nasah, holding a stack of books, comes flying out of it, landing face-first at our feet.
One of the books is thrown from poor Nasah’s grasp and lands at the feet of these horned bastards that scared the inn’s patrons last night.
Oh, boy are Mavrikos and Nasah in trouble! Ha ha ha!

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What? They figured out I’m with them too? How is that even possible?? I changed appearance in-between!
Oh? They can see past illusions? That will explain them seeing me NOW, but how the hell did they associate my first version to my second though??? Bah!

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So we are brought to the cathedral dungeons and the questioning begins.
Of course, Mavrikos can’t lie (poor bastard), so his replies reek of running around the bush, which doesn’t help at all.
Let Uncle Samir deal with this. We found the boat captain’s log and we were looking for more info on the book in order to see if it was worth something. You know, we just wanted to make money. There! Problem solved! We’re innocent of whatever we’re being accused of!

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Nope. Forgot to think about how we found our way inside this secret city. Psshhhh. Piece of Cake! This guy with a frog mask told us. What color his mask was? Blue, of course! Where we entered the city? I don’t know, as THERE ARE NO SIGNS IDENTIFYING BUILDINGS!
This bullshitting exercise is too easy, considering no one know each other in this city.

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The info seems to satisfy that horned prick, as he soon leaves, leaving us with two guards, intent on watching our every moves. So I pass the time trying to fuck with their brains, conjuring ghost sounds and the like.

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Nasah switches to elven and suggests we sell out our contact in exchange for our freedom. I disagree strongly, as backstabbing an Academy asset sure won’t get us (and my us, I mean me) into our respective masters’ good graces. I’m walking a thin line already. Mavrikos agrees with me on that one.
So they keep thinking up solutions to escape, while I twirl our Academy-issued Portal key… they don’t seem to catch that one. Oh well.
I’m not too concerned for my fate, as I can activate my undead ring and fake a heart attack or something, then figure out an escape as they drag me to wherever they dispose of corpses.

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An old elven patriarch finally comes in to talk to us. Looks like they aren’t bad folks and they want to help us get the thing!

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The whole band is back together in the patriarch’s office. After some exploring, they found out a sculpture of the ship somewhere in the city. Turns out it’s some kind of holy ship or something? That’s why people were giving us strange looks at the mere mention of it and why we were arrested. Seems like a sacrilege or something…

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Two things I remember about this encounter:

1- The thing we are after was given to this evil creature named Babagava for safekeeping. We are getting closer!!
2- The patriarch is quite disappointed in Mavrikos. Ha! I won’t let him live this down that’s for sure!
Poor guy though, he’s stuck between a rock and a hard place regarding his religion. Should he side with the heretics who are nice guys, or should he stick with the orthodox who tried to kill us a few days ago? Oh, and add his slavery to the Academy’s devious agenda…

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So we are off to a dinosaur-happy trek into the island! Yay us!

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