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Has a fair overview, the area is huge, like all of central & northern asia!
We can work a lot in fairly freely, but do look at the map, there are few ways to walk from there into Megalos or other southern areas.
The passages are guarded to prevent raids and it may be a trick for Creidne to talk her way into the sothern lans, should she wish to do that.

OK Guys, I'm ready to go

In reply to Blythe of Portage (msg # 2):

As am I, pretty much. Few minor details to sort out, but probably good enough to go

I'm ready to go.

OK, Creidne could use a character description. Troel's description needs a minor update. kiley can wait a bit until she is filled in.

It's a crisp spring day, snow only hides in the deep shadow, but the wind is still cold and goes through clothing not designed to hold it off.
There is a ford over the rushing rocky river ahead and as you approach from the north, you see others also making for it. One is a smaller blond leading a horse which seems lightly loaded. Further out and to the east is a chariot with two riders bouncing over the rough ground pulled by two horses , making you wonder if it wouldn't be better to walk, Lastly, stopped down close by the river ford is a very big man fastening ropes onhis mule he has on a lead. It seems to have a large load but none to heavy as it doesn't look weighed down.

The River is flowing fast and the water not as shallow as it normally due to the spring melt. Each of you can make an IQ or perception roll.
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In reply to Master of Fates (msg # 5):

The big man checks the horses, making sure all is tight, before noticing the blonde. Female companionship was always welcome, though he did not want to hang around to help the chariot. He felt sorry for the horses, partly because those who owned chariots usually treated him like they treated their animals, and he would prefer to watch as the chariot floated away from the other side of the bank.

But the blonde looked like someone who might appreciate the help of a big, strong man...
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As she closes You can see she is not a looker, but her horse seems cared for anf she carries her weapons well... but she also shies away from you and stops some distnce away.  She watches the water for a few moments  Crossing is very risky aay?

In reply to Blythe of Portage (msg # 8):

"You could say that. Some of that rumbling is rocks on their merry way. The branches indicate the river is high, too. Know where the nearest bridge is?"

He watches her carefully, but does not approach her, staying near the animals.

None be anywhere I know of. Looks like we camp .. maybe up on the knoll in case of any flood.

In reply to Blythe of Portage (msg # 10):

"Not a bad idea. Also get a good view of anyone coming..."

He checks how clear the water looks, refilling his wineskin if it looks clean.

Creidne looks over the ford. Her red hair is done up in braids and she is wearing a shirt of chain mail over a tunic and she is wearing Braccae in her clans green tartan.

"Kiley, what do you think of this? I'm going to dismount and see what the news is."

She then dismounts and walks over to the group around the ford.

"Hello, I am Creidne, daughter of Tristan. What is going on here?"

In reply to Creidne (msg # 12):

Troels observes the rich new arrival.

"Nothing is going on here. We are off to make camp, but you can go across if you like."

The crossing is unsafe with branches and rocks going through in the flow and knee high or more rushing water.
I am going to make camp on yon rise. I think he is as well.  Did we not race at last Mid- summers gathering?

"I think we did and I beat yea by a horse length."
Kiley says.

She is a Red headed young woman of about average height. She is wearing a kilt in the same Tartan as Creidne. She seems very comfortable holding reigns in her hands. Yet the axe next to her hands has seen some use.



"If yea not be a sore looser then I think that we can make room by the fire for yea."

"Kiley be nice."
Creidne playfully scolds her friend. They soon share some lighthearted mock angry banter. It ends with the friends having a laugh at each other.

She then looks over the crossing and then the rise.She then nods her head in approval.

"Would yea be willing to share the rise with us? We do have a very long journey ahead of us and much to do before we get there."

No issue, should be room for all our tents and horses.
She eyes the sky  And a tent may be wise, looks like a mist rolling in for the night.

As for the race, me Father's horse and he tired at the end, so I have no complaints.

"That settles that then. I'll get my tent set up. Kiley could you place a few defenses around our camp. I don't want any unannounced visitors in the night.  I would suggest you place them there, there and there."

Creidne points to places around the rise where it would be most sutable to attack the camp.


She then sets about putting up a tent and finding dry stones for a fire ring. With the tent up and the ring made she starts looking for dry wood for a fire.

Kiley parks her chariot and ties up the horses near some graze.

"Do you expect to be attacked or are you just being cautious?"

Kiley asks her friend. She then sets about making some rather painful traps.


Most of the traps are simple vines across a gap in the brush in front of a bed of leaf camouflaged barbed wooden stakes. The intent being to trip an unwary intruder so that their chest falls on the wooden stakes.


She the informs the camp of their locations.

"I'll be picking them up in the morning."

Good, but also leave a way in to bring wood and for trips to make night soil.



OOC- Not much in the way of vines, this is a small rise in the grass lands with rocks close under the surface, it's perhaps 20 feet higher than the surrounds. Nearest wood is dry stuff down by the river, swept up by past floods.
Also, Troels player is moving his family to where he lives, a significant trip, so will be scarce for a week or so.

Come morning all is well it seems, the river is still wild.

lets do Vision checks.

Creidne gets out of her tent naked but for her axe and shield. She then looks around the camp and gives her body a nice morning stretch.

Calmly she walks down to the river and setting her weapons down splashes water over her body for a simple bath.

Kiley follows Creidne out of the latter's tent. She too is as naked as the day she was born. Like her friend she is armed. She looks up at her friend stretching and blushes.

As Creidne walks to the river she busies herself stoking the fire. As The fire returns to life she looks down to the river and watches her friend bathe. She seems very interested in her wet friend.