In reply to Chye Isuel (msg # 257):

You carry on for the rest of the day without incident, the forest being replaced by shrubby fields. You notice a Dragonfly skimming along, a sign of good luck.
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"Good luck is never a bad thing.  If it were, we would call it bad luck, would we not?"

In reply to Chou-Zhen Mou (msg # 259):
"Good omen! Chye thought we were going to have to put down some dire wolves. Wanted to skin them, and keep some pelts.. This good, though. Everyone safe, for now.."

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Ales quietly chants, using his insights into the mystic arts to see if there were any nearby dangers.

(Ooc:20:35, Today: Ales Konstantin rolled 8 using 3d6.  Sense Danger 14.)

23:31, Today: Iskander rolled 15 using 3d6.  perception ~ 13. failed by 2
Iskander is distracted by the dragonfly

"Hola, petit amic.."
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In reply to Iskander (msg # 262):

The dragonfly (sorry, Firefly was an auto correct error) seems to be getting larger...


Per and naturalist/IQ-6 rolls.

All Sahudese know them to be good luck

Chou-Zhen continues watching the dragonfly as it darts and glides (and grows).

[Private to GM: 11:38, Today: Chou-Zhen Mou rolled 8 using 3d6.  Per (10) relative to dragonfly.
11:40, Today: Chou-Zhen Mou rolled 12 using 3d6.  Naturalist (relative to dragonfly) (default 7).]

13:28, Today: Chye Isuel rolled 10 using 3d6.  perception ~ 12.
Chye also tracks the insect.

Ales tracks the insect, but otherwise notices nothing else unusual about it.



((Ooc:Per roll passes. Naturalist roll fails.)

In reply to Chou-Zhen Mou (msg # 264):

Chye and Chou-Zen realize the scale of the Dragonfly is not what it seems... It might be somewhere between two and three yards long! It is also at least twenty yards away.

Chye, still convinced that it is a good omen will bravely approach in a humble manner.

Chou-Zhen's eyes widen.

"That is much good luck in one place!"

05:04, Today: Iskander rolled 7 using 3d6.  naturalist default 13-6 7 or less to succeed. Boom! right on the money!!
As the large insect grew nearer, Iskander realized something was peculiar..

"良い前兆の精神は、私たちはあなたのドメインを通過することができますか?悪い意志じゃない私たちにあなたの祝福を与えてください。"
Chye gets down on bended knee, and booms out in his stentorian voice:
*Good omen spirit, can we pass through your domain?*

Chou-Zhen keeps his position, folding his left hand over the right (which still trails his whip) and bowing deeply, but remaining quiet.

In reply to Chye Isuel (msg # 271):

The creature alights on Cye's polearm. He can feel that it is as heavy as a man. After resting for a moment, the three yard long divine creature with a seven yard wingspan takes off with a heavy thrumming sound.

You all now have the effects of a Bless spell.

"さようなら精神、そしてあなたに感謝します。"
*Goodbye spirit, and thank you.*
Chye calls, and waves.

"¡Ay, caramba! Això va ser increïble!!"
Iskander exclaimed.

"Chye know what he getting for next tattoo!"

Chou-Zhen watches the huge dragonfly as it departs.

"If that is the size of animals and insects where we go, we may need all of the luck this one can impart."

In reply to Chou-Zhen Mou (msg # 277):

As the day lengthens, you follow the road through the fields, and find yourselves moving along a muddy embankment with flooded fields to either side. You spot Sahudese folk laboring in the paddies.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 278):

"Hark! There is a sound
Four wings grace the sky
A flash of blue in sunlight."

Chou-Zhen turns to Tanaka, brings his hands together, and bows deeply before resuming his pace alongside the wagon.

"You honor the Qīngtíng, Tanaka."

20:31, Today: Chye Isuel rolled 9 using 3d6.  singing ~ 16.

20:31, Today: Chye Isuel rolled 7 using 3d6.  lute ~ 15.
After a brief silence to reflect on Tanaka's recital, Chye unslings his lute, and begins to play and sing a song:
"I am endlessly yearning
To be in Sahud.
...Insects hum of autumn by the gold brim of the well;
A thin frost glistens like little mirrors on my cold mat;
The high lantern flickers; and, deeper grows my longing.
I lift the shade and, with many a sigh, gaze upon the moon,
Single as a flower, centered from the clouds.
Above, I see the blueness and deepness of sky.
Below, I see the greenness and the restlessness of water....
Heaven is high, earth wide; bitter between them flies my sorrow.
Can I dream through the gateway, over the mountain?
Endless longing
Breaks my heart..."
*Instrumental*
"The sun has set, and a mist is in the flowers;
And the moon grows very white and people sad and sleepless.
A Zhao harp has just been laid mute on its phoenix holder,
And a Shu lute begins to sound its mandarin-duck strings....
Since nobody can bear to you the burden of my song,
Would that it might follow the spring wind to Yanran Mountain.
I think of you far away, beyond the blue sky,
And my eyes that once were sparkling
Are now a well of tears.
...Oh, if ever you should doubt this aching of my heart,
Here in my bright mirror come back and look at me!"

Ales, moved by compassion for the laborers, begins to chant and move his hands in a swaying motion. He reshapes the stale air into a cool breeze to ease the labors of the workers.

19:59, Today: Ales Konstantin rolled 7 using 3d6.  Shape Air 14.