The Guardians Reunited.   Posted by Dungeon Master.Group: archive 0
Dungeon Master
 GM, 526 posts
 Blessing the Rolers
 Cursing the Rollers
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 04:07
Aethyrin's Song
Aethyrin's song eerily paralleled the current battle.  The eventual defeat of the song's giant buoyed the spirits of the Guardians and gave them confidence in their actions.  Peter loaded and fired another bolt from his crossbow and once again it sailed high and wide.  The Blade of Aubary remained sheathed on his hip.  Dorn continued to gulp down healing potions desperately trying to regain his health and alleviate his pain while avoiding the giant's punishing club.  As much as Peter was struggling Antoine was excelling with her bow thudding yet another arrow into the hulking form of the giant.  Serol continued his onslaught with chains, one divine, one steel.  The steel chain ripped into the giant again who roared with pain and began to favor his lacerated left leg.

In one final desperate attempt to destroy his tormenter the giant lunged toward Aethyrin but as he did so Serol's chain snaked outward with lethal force, wrapped itself around the giant's meaty calf, and sliced through the muscle to the bone all the way around.  Blood drained from the wound with a gush and the giant collapsed at the feet of a very relieved gnome with a ground-shaking thud.

Just to clarify, a flanking bonus only applies when making a melee attack and a friendly character threatens the opponent from the opposite side. From SRD: When making a melee attack, you get a +2 flanking bonus if your opponent is threatened by a character or creature friendly to you on the opponent’s opposite border or opposite corner. Additionally, Antoine's sneak attack damage with a ranged weapon did not apply as the giant was not denied his DEX bonus. Never-the-less the giant has fallen and the Guardians are victorious due to Aethyrin's Inspire Courage.
INIT DESSCRIPTION     AC  HP  NOTES/SPECIAL
 11  Aethyrin         24  15  *Blessed* *Inspired (+2 Attacks, Damage, Charm/Fear Saves)* *Mirror Image (6 Total)*
  6  Peter            19  24  *Blessed* *Inspired (+2 Attacks, Damage, Charm/Fear Saves)*
  6  Dorn             21  21  *Blessed* *Inspired (+2 Attacks, Damage, Charm/Fear Saves)* AC includes dodge vs giants
 26  Antoine          20  25  *Blessed* *Inspired (+2 Attacks, Damage, Charm/Fear Saves)* AC includes dodge feat
 17  Serol            20  24  *Blessed* *Inspired (+2 Attacks, Damage, Charm/Fear Saves)*
 16  Giant            20  -1  
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Dorn Rockfist
 player, 263 posts
 Dwarven Caver
 'What ye look'n at?'
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 04:35
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Dorn tossed his empty vial. "Aieee!" It was a dwarven warcry. The dwarf lifted his axe with both arms and charged at the giant.

His intent was clear. The dwarf was going to end things swiftly.


I'm posting my action as it is last on the initiative for the round. Speaking may be a free action, if one chooses to speak.
Antoine D'Marque
 player, 289 posts
 Sultry seductress
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 06:55
Re: Aethyrin's Song
The giant was defeated and lay prone on the quarry floor.  The combination of arrow and chain had felled the large beast although it took an almost dead dwarf and gnome to accomplish the task.  The giant would be maurauding around the area of Rosewood no more.

Resheathing her new arrow, Antoine calmly walked up to the giant and gave it a boot in the head for good measure.  "That'll teach you to mess with the guardians of Rosewood!" she said to the creature whilst pointing an accusatory finger at it.

Her attention turned to Dorn at the sound of his belated dwarven warcry.  "So Dorn, how fairs the new axe?" she asked politely.

OOC Just for the record, actually, Antoine did get sneak attack damage...excerpt from SRD...

The rogue’s attack deals extra damage any time her target would be denied a Dexterity bonus to AC (whether the target actually has a Dexterity bonus or not), or when the rogue flanks her target.

The *OR* was important here - it's why I spent the whole time dancing around the battlefield trying to get into position!

Peter Aubary
 player, 237 posts
 Corymrean Scholar
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 11:06
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Peter felt he had been of no aid to the Guardians victory, though in fact his continued barrage of bolts had aided Antoine and his prior communication with the giant had let them make an informed choice of action. He put down his new weapon and reprimanded himself for not practicing with it first. He called himself a fool for believing he could just pick it up and use it proficiently, it was much like his sword it had taken him a lot of determination to master it.

He could not be so engrossed in his own self pity for long though as his companions and friends needed help and there was the mysterious gnome who had used some fascinating magic. Peter rushed to Dorn and after reciting what sounded like a childhood rhyme he laid his hands on the wounded dwarf and an energy passed between them.

In attempt to better examine the giant and to hopefully recover some of his expensive crossbow bolts Peter concentrated once more and weaved the strange new magic he had learned. With his new vision he searched both the giant and the surrounding area.

ooc: One crossbow bolt survived the battle and Peter rolled a search of 13 plus cast detect magic.

Dorn was healed 10 hit points of damage.

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Serol Kinspar
 player, 321 posts
 Firey temper, pleasant
 speaking voice
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 12:48
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Serol exhaled a breath he didn't realize he had taken.  The giant was felled, and except for Dorn's close call none of the guardians, or even the gnome were rushing off to join the creature in the afterlife.

The impact shook the ground and rattled the plates of his armor and Dorn wasted no time in scaling the giant and burrying his axe finishing the job.  Serol could not help but feel conflicted about the killing of the creature.

He had faced goblins, undead and the most hated minions of Istishia.  He had destroyed the creatures in the name of the Firelord and in a blaze of glory.  The giant however had not been an overt threat to Rosewood.

Surely he would have been destructive had he decided to exact his rage upon the town or it's citizens, but that was not the case.  He had been slighted and simply wished to even the score.

A small insect landed on Serol's armor as he pondered the question.  He wondered if he had not been wearing armor, might this small creature bite or irritate him.  Would he be wrong to crush the insect if it had?

Unconsciencely he looked to the gnome as his thoughts drifted along these lines.  The sight of him was confusing even now with his mirriad of immages he wondered if he would have any more luck telling them apart than the giant had.

Grudgingly, he had to admit, regadless of his dislike for the situation, the gnome had contributed to the defeat of the giant.  He wondered, had he not been there and the guardians simply set off to destroy the threat as they were instructed, if one or more of the guardians might be dead now as well.

The creature had nearly killed Dorn with only two swings done in the blink of an eye, once again the thought of insect and hands filled his minds eye.  Serol himeself had suffered a blow and he could still feel the thundering impact on his bones and joints.  A second or a third, was probably more than even Serol thought he might handle and still cling to mortal life.

Breaking free from his introspection Serol cleaned his chain and recoiled it into his protective pouch before kneeling southward in thanks to Kossuth for his blessings today.  "Almighy Kossuth," he intoned in the most holy language of fire, "today you have tested your servent in arms and faith.  I pray that my preformance has pleased you and the victory a sign of your blessing.  I offer my thanks and gratidude that you have seen fit to bestow upon your humble servant the continued challanges and reward, to hone my strength and power as a newly forged blade might be honed upon the master's grindstone."

"As the sword is worn away until the remaining piece is razor sharp and ready to preform as its master bids it.  Allow me now to offer the injuries, blood and bruises to you so that I too might be worn away and remade ready to be wielded in your whim to bring your holy vision to Toril."

"Almighty Flamelord, take heed of this fallen foe.  This victory claimed in the name of Kossuth!"

Aethyrin Southwind
 player, 7 posts
 Gnome
 Singer Extraordinaire
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 14:43
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Aethyrin ends his song with a slight bow, and looking at the giant lying on the ground at his feet, grimaces in disgust, then steps back and to one side, dismissing the other images with a word and a gesture, leaving one battered and disheveled gnome standing there. He sighs, and with a slight groan, takes a seat on the ground nearby, easing himself down into tailors' seat while he watches the Big Folk go about finishing the giant off.

His thoughts are running through odd channels, but he is glad that all turned out well. He leans forward slightly, and rubs the bridge of his long nose with the fingertips of his left hand, the adrenalin starting to wear off, and the pain from his ribs is coming back in full measure, causing him to suck air cautiously through his teeth, his breathing shallow and measured, with the pain becoming more pronounced with every breath as he relaxes.

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Serol Kinspar
 player, 322 posts
 Firey temper, pleasant
 speaking voice
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 17:38
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Serol finished his prayer and to his surprise he witnessed Peter's healing of Dorn.  Full of surprises. he thought with a quirk of a smile in regards to Peter's newfound spellcasting powers.

He stretched and repressed a wince, that would definatly be a large bruise in the morning, but he didn't think he cracked a rib.  Instead he made his way over to the gnome who had caused all of this.  His tone was flat, hardly inviting as he simply inquired, "Are you alright?" he might have been asking if he prefered the color green more than yellow.

Serol knew that the gnome had taken a serious injury from the first brutal attack of the giant, one he was surprised he lived through frankly, but the cleric was slow to trust and not completly convinced the giant was in the wrong.
Aethyrin Southwind
 player, 9 posts
 Gnome
 Singer Extraordinaire
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 19:39
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Aethyrin looks up in surprise at the chain-wielding human, then says, "Fer th' mos' part, aye. May be a few ribs broke, though. Giants isnae th' easies' o' foes te deal wit'. I'm lucky I survived. Noo, I tol' ye onc't, I'll tell ye 'gain, wi'out th' distraction o' th' giant: 'e an' I was gettin' 'long fine, boot I chose th' wrong song near th' end, an' 'e got in a bit o' a huff o'er it. I tried coolin' 'im doon by apologisin' an' tryin' te gae 'long wit' me set, boot 'e weren' 'avin' any. We wen' 'roun' an' 'roun' fer a time, 'til I could sneak off an' attempt te git 'way. I'd jes' got comfortable when ye came 'long an' touched 'im off 'gain. 'E winded me, jes' like I feared 'e would, an' ye knows what came after thet.

"I be sorry th' big feller be dead; 'e were a good audience, an' t'were only me own faul' thet 'e got mad. T'were me choice o' song, made unconsciously, thet set th' whole t'ing off. 'E were on'y mindin' 'is own bus'ness, an' then 'long I come an' oopset 'is peace. I gather ye 'ad yer own reasons fer aidin' me, boot I figger I got what I d'served fer causin' the big feller trouble. If'n ye wishes te aid me, thet be yer decision; I figger thet th' pain will be a good reminder o' th' trouble I caused all o' ye, 'im mos' 'specially, an' might teach me te use better judgmen' in future.

"Oh! I jes' rememb'red: I introduc't mese'f te ye, boot th' giant didnae 'low fer introductions te be made on yer part. Let us start o'er, then. I be Aethyrin Southwind, gnome minstrel. Who be the lot o' ye, an' why did ye nae 'low th' giant te gae 'boot squishin' me in peace? If'n ye ask me, I would 'ave d'served what I got."


The gnome falls silent once more, wondering why he'd opened up that particular barrel of fish with this fellow, who he didn't know, and had only seen for a few minutes total. He doesn't open his mouth to retract any of the words he'd said, however, instead going back to rubbing his nose, broadening the area rubbed to include his large forehead.

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Antoine D'Marque
 player, 292 posts
 Sultry seductress
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 20:59
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Antoine glanced up at the gnome as he spoke in his barely understandable common.  As he finished talking, she walked casually up to him, stooped to his height, placed a hand on his shoulder, smiled and simply said, "Because, I want to 'boot squish' you myself at some point."

The young rogue returned to her own height, moved back over to the giant corpse and without ceremony, began to loot the thing for any old trinket and suchlike.
Serol Kinspar
 player, 323 posts
 Firey temper, pleasant
 speaking voice
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 21:19
Re: Aethyrin's Song
Serol was willing to heal the gnome, if only to alieviate his suffering enough so he should get where he was going.  No point in risking one's life to defend a creature only to have it die later.  But the gnome made a wise enough request.

Serol said, "There is nothing of great reward that is not earned through hardship and pain.  If you wish to keep the pain as a reminder of such a lesson, I will not interfere."

He paused looking at the small creature, "I must confess I am not an entertainer, I know very few songs.  Those I do are from a childhood all but forgotten to me, however, in the future, when you next pick a song for a giant; it might be best to pick one that doesn't end up with the dimwitted giant blundering and dieing because of his stupidity." Serol had heard the last few bars of the song that had so enraged the giant moments before his chain brought him to the ground.

"I am Serol Kinspar, Burning Brazier of the Firelord Kossuth and Guardian of Rosewood.  These are my companions and fellow guardians." Serol did not introduce them, as if they wished to remain in anonimity, he was not likely one to spoil their desires.
Aethyrin Southwind
 player, 10 posts
 Gnome
 Singer Extraordinaire
Tue 22 Aug 2006
at 22:12
Re: Aethyrin's Song
The gnome looks up, and says quietly, "A pleasure to meet ye all. I will nae keep ye from healin' me, Serol Kinspar, I on'y figger a little time wit' th' pain will do me good. I were headed te Rosewood te see Fulgar's Five 'boot mebbe joinin' ye as a Guardian. Noo, I be nae so sure. Ye be a mighty group, though I'd heard ye numb'red one more than ye seem te be.

"If ye wish, I will accompany ye te Rosewood, where ye may heal me ribs, an' if'n ye wishes te 'low me te join ye on yer trek to Fulgar's camp, thet be yer choice. I kin on'y say thet I'd dear love te tag 'long wit' ye, if'n on'y te document yer accompl'shments. Th' song ye heard durin' th' en' o' th' battle weren' th' one thet angered th' giant, though. T'was a diff'rent song, one thet I'll nae repeat, so soon after th' giant took offence an' paid fer me foolishness wit' 'is life.

"Nae, I'll leave thet song be fer a while, in memory o' th' giant, an' te honor a braver, an' bigger, bein' than I - an' I donnae speak o' 'is size 'ere, I speak o' 'is spirit an' 'is trustin' nature, which nature I offended by makin' light o' 'is size, like a fool."


He looks after Antoine, and calls out, "Thet's righ' nice o' ye, lass. Wha's yer name, pretty lady, an' why would ye wish te keep such a one as I 'roun', seein' as I caused ye so much trouble wit' th' giant?"
Dungeon Master
 GM, 532 posts
 Blessing the Rolers
 Cursing the Rollers
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 03:55
A Giant Find
Flamerule 5, 1373DR
Mid Afternoon



As Aethyrin explained his entanglement with the giant and sought acceptance from the Guardians despite having having brought the giant's wrath down upon them Peter and Antoine went about searching the giant for items of value.  It was no small task due to the manner in which the giant had been slain.  The giant had fallen face first to the ground trapping most of his posessions under his enormous weight.  After much effort the pair had collected what there was to collect leaving only the smelly pelts on the giant.

From around the giant's neck Antoine had unclasped and pulled free a necklace of steel chainlinks to which a mummified human hand was attached.  On the middle finger of the hand was a very plain looking platinum ring.  Peter cut the strap of a satchel and wrestled it free from beneath the giant's limp body and found it to contain a brass chalice inset with lapis stones, a small elf maiden statue roughly twelve inches tall and carved from a very large bone, a solid gold unicorn horn that must have weighed at least ten pounds, a scrollcase with a single scroll containing three arcane spells, an ivory wand with a rose quartz tip, and perhaps most eye-catching, a silver circlet encrusted with hundreds of tiny diamonds.  A burlap sack tied to the giant's belt also contained a veritable treasure trove of coins totalling 800gp in value.

Peter intoned the words of a simple spell which seemed to come naturally to him and determined that the mummified hand, ring, wand, scroll, and circlet all radiated magic.  In addition to Dorn's new axe and Serol's spiked chain which were known to be magic but as of yet remained unidentified, Dorn's chain shirt also radiated magic.

The afternoon wore on and rosewood was a good distance away.  No doubt Jebodiah would have a warm dinner ready in short order upon their arrival if they were to head back now.  Any later and the food would be replaced with the evening's ale.

This message was last edited by the GM at 15:52, Wed 23 Aug 2006.

Antoine D'Marque
 player, 293 posts
 Sultry seductress
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 07:04
Re: A Giant Find
Antoine was impressed with the haul that the giant had managed to secure himself.  Whether the young rogue heard the gnome ask something of her, Aethyrin could not be sure, but Antoine then found the circlet encrusted with sparkly gems.  "Oooh," she said, "I love trinkets!"

After all the loot had been uncovered and Peter had determined what was and what wasn't magical, Antoine turned to the gnome.  "It is not for me to decide whether you join with us.  However if you wish to travel with us for a time, I have no problem with it.  Providing of course your cowardly actions do not endanger the lives of my closest friends again."
Peter Aubary
 player, 238 posts
 Corymrean Scholar
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 13:15
Re: A Giant Find
Peter collected one of the stray crossbow bolts and placed it back in his pack. He regretted his decision to use the crossbow and wondered if he could have been more aid elsewhere. The fact that the Guardians were still alive cheered him and he now had the giant and its possessions to examine. It was a shame that it had had to be killed though, however much of a brute it may have been he knew he would have learned a lot about giant kin from it.

He didn’t miss the fact that in their encounter with the giant the Guardians had met a very interesting gnome. He seemed to know many a strange tale and he had a mastery of magic that Peter found especially interesting. After a quick look at their new treasure he turned and bent down to introduce himself.

”Greeting Aethyrin Southwind, I am Peter Aubary scholar and Guardian of Rosewood. I would love to hear some of your stories if you join us on the journey back to Rosewood.”

Well mannered the scholar attempted not to stare but he found himself fascinated by the gnome and his odd ways.
Dorn Rockfist
 player, 268 posts
 Dwarven Caver
 'What ye look'n at?'
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 15:20
Re: A Giant Find
Dorn did end the life of the giant with a swift stroke of the axe. It wasn't a stroke with malice, but one of respect of a formitable foe. Though his two healing draughts and Peter's aid had restored his body, he pressed his hand to his head. He still had a ringing sensation inside his head. The dwarf knew that Jebodiah had a cure in his pantry.

"Right. Then let's be off ta Rosewood." Dorn called out. He stepped to the gnome, "Ye. Songwind. Ye should walk with us. But we'll have ta see if ye can become a Guardian of Rosewood. Donna know if yer stout enough or not. We'll see."


[Private to Antoine D'Marque; Peter Aubary; Serol Kinspar:

Here's a thought. We are going to have Aethyrin and Ramor joining us soon. Instead of accepting them as Guardians, why don't we accept them as henchmen, retainers, or maybe the word I'm looking for is deputy. A deputy would still be working as one of us, but not be elevated as one of us until a much later point in time. I suppose that Fulgar might make them offical, but I don't think we should make someone offical, unless we have good reason.

What do you think?
]
Serol Kinspar
 player, 324 posts
 Firey temper, pleasant
 speaking voice
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 16:14
Re: A Giant Find
Serol was ambivolant to the fact that the gnome traveled with them now.  Seeing the haul, his eyes lighted up at the pospect of his share.  It would go a long way to the construction of his Shrine.

In that vein, he could keep the secret no longer.  He had hoped to surprise his fellow guardians with the fruits of his labor, but he realized to neglect their talents would be foolish indeed.

As they made their way back to Rosewood, Serol spoke up.  "My friends," he said in a tone that held the excitement he felt, "I have news I can no longer bare to keep hidden."

"I have spoken with the Mayor and he has given me his blessing to construct a place of worship to Kossuth!  I know none of you, share my faith in this regard, but I hope with the blessings the Firelord has shown all of us I might gain aid of you in it's planning and construction.  I plan on doing the largest part by myself, but when blessed with the companions I have I would be foolish not to ask."


He addressed each of his fellow guardians and friends, one by one in his news and request.  "Dorn, I will be constructing most of it from stone.  I have the ability to manipulate the very rock itself to aid me in the construction, much like I would suspect Willow or Eloranth have done.  But I would be foolish indeed to think of constructing something from stone and not take the advice and expertise of one of the Allfather's children."

"Peter,"
he said turning to the scholar, "I am gifted in many ways.  However feats of engineering and design are not in my expertise.  I know you have many demands on your time, but your input would be most welcome."

To Antione he smiled and said, "Your aid will be priceless, Antione.  I have been in many a drab cold place for worship a kin to morning.  The teachings of the firelord are vibrant and living like fire itself.  Your spirit and eye could turn my place of worship from bare stones to living church."

"I don't have much to offer in the way of pay.  I will be stretched more thin than I've ever been.  Trying to maintain my donations, while building this with my private funds.  However, should you wish it, I can brew potions of many uses for you at cost; in exchange for your aid."


[Private to Antoine D'Marque; Dorn Rockfist; Peter Aubary: While I think it might be fun, from a metagaming perspective to have some cohorts and lackys.  I don't think it's our place to do so.  Fulgar decides who are guardians and who are not.  ICly Serol will not break that hard-fast rule.  Nor would he feel comfortable calling himself a "guardian of rosewood" if he just sent lessers (even if in title only) to fight and die in his name.]

This message was last edited by the player at 16:32, Wed 23 Aug 2006.

Peter Aubary
 player, 239 posts
 Corymrean Scholar
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 20:07
Re: A Giant Find
As Peter spoke to extraordinary gnome Aethyrin he was momentarily distracted by the sparkle of the silver circlet as it was moved around by Antoine. A look of confusion crossed his brow and he straightened his back and murmured to him self.

”Could it be?”

It was odd that she had been so attracted to the piece anyway and odder still due to its make up of silver. But maybe that made it even more probable. The aura he had detected earlier told him of its power to change. His heart jumped and he rushed toward her full of new found excitement. Now the question was where his loyalties lay. With his knowledge came a responsibility he was not sure he knew how to handle.

”Antoine may I examine the circlet closer?”

He requested holding his hands out, he did not need to see it further to know what it was but needed time to plan his actions. He continued the deception and pretended to scrutinise the silver circlet. He nodded his head and passed it back to Antoine.

”Ah I should have guessed it is just a copy but a beautiful one you should keep. You will look beautiful with it on.”

The young man blushed.

”And it is very valuable.”

He further tried to persuade the rogue of the need to keep it. He hoped she would understand his need to be secretive and left her holding the item. Before he could do more Serol approached and Peter smiled warmly he was glad to back in all the Guardians company and prayed things would be better now, though he had his reason for feeling guilty.

”Sure I’ll help”

He answered a quickly his mind on other things. He looked up to the bigger man and tried to work out what he would do if he knew and decided it he would risk sharing the responsibility. He leaned into the cleric and whispered to him.

[Private to Serol Kinspar: ”Serol I have deceived Antoine though I believe it to be for the best. I have heard of the circlet she has before. It was made by a local artisan by the name of Jacob it was his life’s work. It has the power to set right a mind clouded by darkness and evil. It had been destined to be used by Jaerod Hawthorne to bring his lost love back as she has been inflicted with lycanthropy. I heard it was stolen on its journey from Iriaebor, both Jacob and Jaerod where much distraught. It is clearly that circlet and it will save Antoine from madness. Have I done right thing to save her from herself? And what of Jaerod and Jacob?”]

This message was last edited by the player at 20:10, Wed 23 Aug 2006.

Antoine D'Marque
 player, 295 posts
 Sultry seductress
Wed 23 Aug 2006
at 20:20
Re: A Giant Find
The circlet did indeed look beautiful and Antoine was tempted to try and claim it as her own but she was surprised at Peter's reaction to it.  After his flustering, Antoine was left a little bemused and thought that Peter may know more about the trinket than he was letting on.

Sidling up to the young man, Antoine asked coyly, "C'mon Pierre, tell me, what do you think it is or what it is a copy of?"

[Private to Dungeon Master: Can you please make a Sense Motive roll on my behalf on Peter.  I don't want to know the result of the die roll (Sense Motive +9)]
Serol Kinspar
 player, 327 posts
 Firey temper, pleasant
 speaking voice
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 00:53
Re: A Giant Find
Serol exhaled slowly while talking with Peter, he tried to formulate his thoughts and feelings on the matter in a way he hoped would be both persuasive and wise.  [Private to Peter Aubary: "Peter, I am not overly comfortable with a divise that removes dark thoughts any more than I would be comfortable with one that implanted them.  Good and Evil those are abject words people use to comfort themselves.  They are hardly absolute."

"To murder someone is an act of evil, we are told.  Yet to kill in the name of a higher cause is valor.  Who are we, mortal men, to assign evil and valor?  We have killed, Peter you and I and the rest of the guardians.  We have killed goblins and just now a giant.  We did so, because we believed it to be right.  But would you feel comfortable allowing your actions to be judged through the lense of others and with it take on the mantle of good or evil?"

"Surely the children of those goblins who will never see their fathers again can think us nothing less than monsters of the blackest evil.  They don't see past themselves."

"The giant we have just slain, were we the evil ones, or he?  If us, should we be vanquished?  If he, does that give us the right to proclaim our deeds as good?  You spoke with the giant, he did not attack us only saught to return the slight done to him by an impetious bard."


He paused a moment hoping he was making sense.  It was a complex issue and one he had spent many a night in prayer over.  He doubted anyone who had claimed the life of another did less.  The exception might be those who so deluted themselves to the point of infalibility, they wrapped themselves in a cloak of absolute good and performed unspeakable actions because they believed themselves insolated from the consiquences by their mantle.

"I find it far wiser to judge by actions and not arbitrary titles of good or evil.  We killed the goblins because their actions were a threat to the people we swore to protect."

"We killed the giant, because his actions posed a great danger much more so than the gnome, however inappropriate his choice of songs.  You spoke to me earlier this morning of the men you killed upon the road.  You could have spared them, or run.  But you knew that taking actions any less than you did, might cause the downfall of many more.  Therefore the actions of the brave and heroic, however dispicable it might look through another lense was the only course you could have taken.  Please understand, Peter, I do not judge your actions as dispicable but there are those that would view the killing of another, for any reason as such.  I refuse to be judged by these people as they, perhaps more than any other are a danger to themselves and others."

"The man who refuses to do what is best for himself or those he claims to care for, because the action that is required is something they don't believe in; are the bistanders to atrocites as guilty by their inaction as those who supported them from like mind.  In the absence of those couragous enough to change the world, Toril would be a very dark place indeed."


He realized he had gone significantly off topic and was very near lecturing right now.  So instead he focused himself on the question at hand.  "Antione, on the other hand, if the thoughts that rule her now are those not of herself but the beast within her; we owe her the chance to regain herself.  Surely the initial change was not presented to her choosing, therefore I see no problem resoring the balance so that the true Antione may choose."

"But we must be aware, we are now playing a very dangeous game.  From what I understand the circlet does not have the power to break the curse, only to loosen its grip.  I may have the power to aid her in its removal, though I have never tried to call upon the power of Kossuth to that extent.  It's possible it might succeed, but we must be ready should it fail."

"Unlike the monster who did this to her however, I will not impose my choice for Antione upon her.  Should the circlet do as you suspect, she might ask or be willing to have me try."

"Regardless, it will take time for me to prepare myself for the task.  I could not possibly attempt it until tomorrow.  If between now and then, she were to remove it the Darker side of her would surely return and be not pleased with either of us, I should think."

"Should we decieve her... well, betrayal, in her eyes, might too have conciquence regardless if we think we were right or not."



OOC: I have access to Remove Curse, and Remove Disease.  I don't know if either of them will have an effect on something like Lycantropy, but it's possible one might (or perhaps both together).  But I won't be able to cast them until after tomorrow's prayers.

P.S. I'm sorry for lecturing, but that's about as Lawful Neutral as I think I could play it *grin*
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Aethyrin Southwind
 player, 11 posts
 Gnome
 Singer Extraordinaire
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 13:11
Re: A Giant Find
Aethyrin grins, an easy, relaxed grin, and while he doesn't say anything, it is obvious that he finds first the actions of Serol, then the almost giddy begging of the young lady to know what the circlet is. He looks at the hand on the chain, something in a tale once heard niggling at his mind. He picks up the hand, and begins silently examining it.

He decides that when the group is ready to speak with him once more, they will seek him out.

08:09, Today: Aethyrin Southwind rolled 15 using 1d20+10. Bardic Knowledge(+10).
Peter Aubary
 player, 240 posts
 Corymrean Scholar
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 13:49
Re: A Giant Find
Peter nodded to Serol and was glad of his impartial wisdom. If things could be arranged rightly all could be saved. He spoke again to the cleric quietly.
[Private to Serol Kinspar:
 ”Yes if we could save Antoine we could then return the circlet to its rightful owner.”.
] He then smiled at Antoine and a light shone in his eyes as he began.

”Tis a tragic story.”

He puffed his chest out and began to relate the tale to all the Guardians and Aethyrin.

”In Cormyr nearby to Aubary Manor lies a ruined castle. The family that lived there have now gone. But once a upon a time there was once a beautiful and pure princess who was one unlucky day tricked by a foul beast and malicious beast. It persuaded her to join her in its madness and live with it in the wilds. The princess was betrothed to a noble prince. He was distraught and with a broken heart until he heard of a special artisan. He was fabled to create the most wondrous of items. The prince was insistent that he crafted a special circlet that would return his lost love to him. After he had learned of what the circlet was intended for the artisan made it his life’s work. He laboured over the circlet and finally it was finished. Keen to put it to good use the artisan rushed off to the castle his precious prize in hand. Its beauty was extraordinary and it attracted much attention. With that attention came many that coveted the price for them selves and it was stolen before the princess could be rescued. The prince for full of melancholy and he soon died of a broken heart. The castle was never occupied again and fell into ruin. Well it’s only a childhood story really.”

He laughed and carried on walking.

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Antoine D'Marque
 player, 297 posts
 Sultry seductress
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 14:25
Re: A Giant Find
Everyone seemed to be beaming and all of a sudden Antoine had the sense of being kept in the dark about something.  She listened intently to Peter's tale and enjoyed the story whole-heartedly.  It was one thing to find a pretty trinket but something else when said trinket has a story that can be related to it.

After Peter had finished talking, Antoine couldn't help but feel his words had prompted more questions than have answers.  She looked at the item again to admire it's beauty, shrugged and place it very carefully within her backpack.  "That was a nice tale Pierre.  I would very much like to find out more about this beautiful piece of jewelry, that is if no-one minds?"
Peter Aubary
 player, 241 posts
 Corymrean Scholar
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 14:51
Re: A Giant Find
Peter was pleased with the response from his small tale and agreed that Antoine should keep the dazzling silver circlet.

”Yes keep it, I can think of no-one better or more beautiful to wear it.”

This message was lightly edited by the player at 14:52, Thu 24 Aug 2006.

Dungeon Master
 GM, 537 posts
 Blessing the Rolers
 Cursing the Rollers
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 15:40
Return to Rosewood
Flamerule 5, 1373DR
Mid Afternoon



The afternoon passed quickly as the Guardians and Aerthyrin made their way back to town.  Under a darkening sky the Guardians entered the small town of Rosewood and headed for the Red Rose Inn.  Dorn was in need of a ale-cure for his headache and the others were anxious to fill their bellies with the inn's delicious fare.

"Welcome ye in to the Red Rose Inn, where the ale is cold and the soul is bold!" Came the familiar chorus greeting as they entered the main door.  Jebodiah ushered them himself to a large table in the corner near the fireplace that remained dark due to the season.  Camille made sure the Guardians' were well taken care of and wanted for nothing.  Aethyrin regailed the Guardians with some gnomish folk tales even prompting Peter to chime in with a tale or two he had.

Please move over to A Relative Calm (link to a message in "3.5 DnD - Guardians of Rosewood")
Serol Kinspar
 player, 328 posts
Thu 24 Aug 2006
at 16:58
Re: Return to Rosewood

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