Inside the valley of the visitants.   Posted by Failed GM.Group: archive 0
Failed GM
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Mon 20 Apr 2015
at 01:53
Inside the valley of the visitants
"Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies."
 Half immemorial testament, half new construction, they host life inside the drit-covered plain. A small hamlet of visitants studies them, expands them, and calls them home. And these days they regret such an exotic location.
Noise of expansion and conquest has reached even this place in the middle of nowhere, and the young are being summoned to do something about the matter.

This message was last edited by the GM at 15:03, Tue 21 Apr 2015.

Siai
 player, 19 posts
 A Varjellen Jack
 who Reforges Completely
Wed 22 Apr 2015
at 02:33
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai peeps out from between the two low huts, the roof of each one under his shoulders. His expression, if you could call it that, is unreadable.

The gaunt varjellen is taller than most of the settlers. No varjellen are among them, which had been the reason why he came.

The humans of the village he realizes that he at some point came to think of as home-- Brec-- would have been sad, in his place. Siai is sure he knows them well enough to know that. The caravaners who he traveled with expect him to be disappointed, to feel upset or misled, but Siai doesn't know that he expected more than this. It is interesting, this place. These giant statues of humans. He wonders if his own people have ever done the same, on their world. He wonders, if he were to ever find more other varjellen, if any of them would even know, for it was said in Brec that the finfolk (as the folk of Brec deemed Siai and his kind) had spent a long sojourn on this world, wherever the place might be they from which they hailed.

Siai recalls the road to the valley. In no special order: strange white grass. Experimenting with the [harp], apparently abandoned by the river's end. A dead bandit. Odon's sudden and mysterious departure in the middle of that one unseasonably hot afternoon, and they never did find him. The call of the [nightjars] at dawn. Hardtack biscuits.

The caravan hasn't left yet. There's a certain comfort in that. The humans are familiar, or more familiar anyway. He finds ways to help out in the village, but he's not sure if he wants to stay. No varjellen are among them. That had been the reason why he came.
Failed GM
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Thu 23 Apr 2015
at 00:36
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
A varjellen's hearing might not be up to human standards, but Siai's perception makes up for it. There's a clear sense of things happening, or just happened. Hushed talking, people taking the usual feigned disinterest in him because they're afraid of new things, and then some. Even his presence doesn't explain this.

...No. There's actually a few people who do look at the varjellen, and Siai thinks he's caught at least one very puzzled, very concerned look. Yes, the couple sitting on the sand over the giant stone pedestal. They aren't looking at Siai right now, but it was there, he didn't imagine it.
Siai
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 A Varjellen Jack
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Thu 23 Apr 2015
at 04:56
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai cocks his head slightly to one side, and ambles over to the couple on the rock. He comes into immediate range of them, as if he's going to speak, but then doesn't say anything, not at first. He just looks at them.
Failed GM
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Thu 23 Apr 2015
at 12:15
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai rolled 10 using 1d20. Looking at the couple. Seeing if I notice anything that most other people wouldn't that tells me more about their origins, relationship, or purpose here, Sherlock-style.

I'd rather have the results of rolls pasted on your posts in the relevant thread, perhaps at the bottom, in italics. Makes it easier for me to keep things in mind.

Failed GM
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Thu 23 Apr 2015
at 16:38
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
The varjellen's big eyes certainly elicit a reaction. One of the two guys shakes, and starts to bawl his eyes out. The other looks at Siai, his face frowning. He tells the visitant, You here to check on yours? Why you look at us like... Then he stops suddenly. You don't know?
Siai
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Fri 24 Apr 2015
at 03:18
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
The varjellen straightens his neck in interest. "I meant no offense. No, I do not know. What is there that I should know? I am not here to check." The words come out quickly, without pausing. He blinks twice with both nictitating membranes and steps back, holding his hands in front of him over what a mammal might think of as his navel. He is adopting a posture and conversational distance which the villagers taught him was polite-- which in turn he re-remembered from vague lessons taught to him long ago. Humans, with their primate territoriality, needed 'personal space'.
Failed GM
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Fri 24 Apr 2015
at 03:36
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
...Poor bastard, thinking you offend us. No, son, you don't. I find your kind strange, but that's not it, not right now. We're just all shook about what happened. Lor here is just more affected. He'd started to make a friend. Halios was its name. He stops to comfort his partner, then looks at Siai's silent face, taking all in, finds no response yet, and continues. There were more like you here. Not many. We all worked, they worked, to each their nostril, as we say. But some days ago, they were gone. And when we found'em... We still don't know how to even begin. We're scared. But you ought to see for yourself. The place you need to find out is not very far, like a day's march towards East-South-East. It's a small dry valley, and it pulsates in mauve. Well, it did then, and with any luck it will keep on doing that. He makes an apotropaic hand gesture at that last remark.

Lor finally stops, dries his nose and face with a coarse kerchief, and gives the visitant a small triangular shin. Halios left this to me. And I couldn't even get near him and give it back... I can't go there. It's too much. I don't know why I give you this, like you knew it. As Amalon said, you'll find them. We are sorry. We are so, so sorry.

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Siai
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 A Varjellen Jack
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Fri 24 Apr 2015
at 15:38
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai is silent as he takes the shin between his hands. He flips it over, then back over again, reading its surface, trying to find some meaning or relevance, a thread to the narrative where it all makes sense. There is none.

"I will go to see for myself," the varjellen says. He looks around, up, down, at the horizon, and back again. He takes each man by the hand, and shakes each one awkwardly. "I thank you. I am sorry. Thank you. Goodbye."

Siai begins to walk. He has provisions in his pockets already-- enough for a day or two. He doesn't need much. If he reforges judiciously, he will need less.

He spots a small group of humans on the edge of the settlement. Not the ones he came with, but labourers, who would trade with the human caravan, would have to. They were sitting outside, resting in the shadow of the colossus, sharing food and laughing. Siai stops, slightly too far away. "Have you seen the caravan traders? Hello," he adds.
Failed GM
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Fri 24 Apr 2015
at 18:01
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
The laughter suddenly stops. One of the peons drops his mouthful straight to the floor. Strewth, I thought you was all gone! Ye didn't spill it! Some of the others look at the worker in what the varjellen has come to understand is wonder. After a few seconds in which he gathers some breath and Siai asks again, he finally gets to answer. They... They gone that-a-way. Left some hours ago, ate, got their news, and packed up. Thought you knew.
You do notice the fresh tracks, the way they turned the vehicles around.

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Siai
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 A Varjellen Jack
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Sun 26 Apr 2015
at 02:32
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
"I see," says Siai, looking up and out as far as he can back along the road while still keeping track of the wagon tracks. Which is quite far, in his case.

"I am going to the valley with the mauve lights. I did not want them to wait for me," he says, after a while, "which, now, they won't.

"...Thank you. Good,"
he says abruptly, then turns-- very precisely, on the spot-- to the direction that Amalon had pointed to earlier, and starts walking.
Failed GM
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Wed 29 Apr 2015
at 00:46
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai appears to be the only one crossing this portion of the deep plains of the Errid Kaloum. Oh, of course, here and there lies an aneen carcass, a lone seskii that wanted water and never got it, and some dry synth brambles do float over the dritfields... But there isn't anybody else. No fresh tracks show on the path, no sounds pierce the dusty air. The sun is high by the time you start seeing the hills flanking the valley Siai was looking for. The purplish pulsation reminds you both of a half-remembered tune your progenitors hummed and of a living being with its chest open.

The poor animal is more than half-dead. It will be a level 4 task reviving it and having it be "useful".

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Siai
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 A Varjellen Jack
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Thu 30 Apr 2015
at 15:48
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
The varjellen kneels and rests his slightly webbed hand on the creature's shoulder. After a moment, he stands.

Siai's keen eyes take in everything, including, as it so happens, every potential water supply, needed or not. He remembers a promising site he passed earlier. It will require him to double back. Hopefully not too far.

He looks back. The valley continues to shed its strange light on the hills that fence it in.

He turns away, and starts walking.

12:43, Today: Siai rolled 11 using 1d20. Looking for water. Flex skill: trained in foraging. +1 effort (-2 Intellect).
Failed GM
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Thu 30 Apr 2015
at 21:06
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
The detour for liquid takes Siai about half an hour of circling the local hills. The water glows purple as the rest of the terrain as long as it flows in a small creek, but turns transparent when Siai collects it into an empty skin. The visitant also collects some bits of edible plants and manages to surprise and kill a small flying creature.

The seskii is still there when the varjellen comes back. It takes actual effort to see its chest moving. The varjellen takes some time to prepare the meat and water into a broth that the animal can swallow, then approaches it with care, soothing it as best it can. The care is apparently futile: the seskii is too weak to do anything, and in fact must be forced to drink the food.

An hour later, though, the effect is noticeable. The seskii's eyes clear. Its chest moves. It manages a very soft whimper. It won't be of much help for a few days, but it's alive.

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Siai
 player, 29 posts
 A Varjellen Jack
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Sun 3 May 2015
at 13:58
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai watches the seskii for a time. He walks a little forward, waiting for it to follow. Then he moves again, still watching.

When he is sure it is going to follow him, he swivels in place, and walks toward the soft glow of the valley.
Failed GM
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Sun 3 May 2015
at 23:17
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
After a few turns of the dry wadi, Siai sees it: a varjellen, not long dead, propped against a rock. [Private to Siai: Its features show she suffered intense pain.] Siai has hardly the time needed to process this, when it notices another, and another. None of these are familiar to it.
The whooshing of the summer wind is cut by a garbled cry "...extract your core if you do not remove yourself!"
Siai
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 A Varjellen Jack
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Mon 4 May 2015
at 05:15
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
Siai looks for the originator of the warning, but does not wait.

Making a clicking sound with his throat (using a set of muscles no human had), the varjellen dropped his head defensively and broke into a sprint, back the way he'd come, the bodies of fallen varjellen lying thick in the valley beyond.

02:15, Today: Siai rolled 2 using 1d20. Watching for any sign of attack. Specialized in visual perception.
...Brutal.

Failed GM
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Tue 5 May 2015
at 17:49
Re: Inside the valley of the visitants
As Siai runs back to the entrance of the valley, the seskii is left well behind. What the animal sees next is a small black rolling device, stained with purple blood. This contraption sprouts appendages, spikes, and several telescopic stilts that allow it to stand at almost human height. It seems to be tracking the varjellen.