Where the story goes.   Posted by Storyteller.Group: 0
Storyteller
 GM, 3 posts
Fri 25 Jun 2021
at 08:57
Where the story goes
Here goes where you want to start from,go to and what jobs to take.
Anoushka Li
 player, 2 posts
Fri 25 Jun 2021
at 13:16
Where the story goes
In reply to Storyteller (msg # 1):

Anoushka Li's story begins on a road somewhere, as is the wont of stories told among her people although there is a good chance that she will neer see her people, or at least her own particular clan again.

Anoushka fell, you see, after a battle with goblins, too many goblins it must be said, somewhere on the road between Baldur's Gate and somewhere far, far to the North.  She was unconscious and left behind although the goblin who came to rob her corpse found a nasty surprise in the shape of a knife between the eyes.  She rolled into a ditch after that, and rolled her dirty clothes about her so none found her and she passed once more into blessed sleep.

Some time later she was found by another and thanks be to... well let His name remain unspoken among those who sit on their stoops... this one, a halfling, took her home to nurse her back to health.  Anoushka owed this halfling a favour and was happy to pay it but after the favour was paid, she stayed on the road, walking, walking, walking, never arriving.  For her people, there never is a place to arrive at all, only the Long Road.
Amathavel Aelorothi
 player, 3 posts
Sat 26 Jun 2021
at 17:50
Where the story goes
Amathavel emerged from the edges of the High Forest and was taken aback by the pure space beyond. No trees whatsoever - just open sky and what looked like a well travelled trail beyond while hills could be seen beyond that several miles away.

The world had indeed changed, he thought to himself.

The Wild Elves that befriended him 6 months ago as he stumbled through the forest told him as much. He had lied to them, saying he had survived a Goblin attack while he travelled. They were suspicious at first as he had no gear or weapon but simple linen clothing & unadorned, as was unusual for a Sun Elf. He had claimed he was attacked while in his makeshift camp & that he was travelling in simple attire so as not to draw too much attention from Evereska to Siluvanede - and that confused them until one of them asked if he meant Silverymoon and he said yes, leaving it as a slip of the tongue. He learned much in his staying with them - the world he knew no longer existed & Elves no longer dominate the world and now Men, the creatures that were simple tribesmen and aped their towns and settlements now hold sway. He stayed with his rescuers to help in anyway he could in their village, making himself useful & in turn, he learned the common tongue of Man and Dwarf from their elders. Finally, he felt he was ready to leave them on his journey.

They outfitted him with simple leather clothing, a plain short sword, a Rucksack with trail rations for a Tenday & a handful of coins should he run into a settlement that had an inn. They gave him a small map of the area and he had followed it to the edge of the forest - which he found strange as there was forest as far as he knew to the sea - and now he saw its edge after only a few miles.

Looking at the map, he saw the trail was called the Iron Road. In one direction was the small village of Uluvin while the other led to a larger settlement of Bargewright and just south of it an Abbey called Goldenfields dedicated to some Human God called Chauntea. He decided to head for Bargewright as he could learn more of the world he had awakened to, left the forest's edge and onto the Iron Road.
Farid
 player, 2 posts
Sun 27 Jun 2021
at 01:11
Where the story goes
Farid is a Fire Jann Sha'ir from Zakhara. He wishes to explore both Zakhara and more of the realms but he knows the Forgotten Realms are not a kind place and many would-be wanders have died horrible deaths because they were foolish enough to go alone.
Farid, eager to not repeat their failures, is willing to travel with a group he finds to be good company.

This has him stuck in current home of Zayin, a settlement west of the Al-Yabki Mountains and just to the north of al-Sabiya river. Once he nomadically travelled the desert with his kinfolk but as he tired of that life he found a place where he could launch his adventures from. This didn't work out as planned and now he deals and trades with merchants and travelers as he awaits some sign, some advantage to head of on his travels.
At this point he cares not if that happens to be a rumor of ship taking passengers from al-Subiya to the Crowded Sea, a group crossing Al-Yakbi toward the Golden Gulf, or a trinket that'll teleport him to Candlekeep or Waterdeep or Athkatla.
Annastarria
 player, 3 posts
Wed 30 Jun 2021
at 04:46
Where the story goes
OOC: With apologies to Stephen King.

The slaver caravan left Calimport and the woman in black followed. That had been several days ago and naught remained of them save the memory of the depredations suffered by the slaves they had kept. Their ashes had mixed with the desert sands and blown away. The slaves had all the money, weapons, and supplies the flesh traders had carried as well as her good wishes.

Now she traveled the Sword Coast and explored, watched, listened, and learned. Soon she would head inland for the verdant lands of the Dales and, once she had satisfied her curiosity there she would make for the city of Silvermoon where magic flowed like water and all were welcome.

She would see for herself those things she had heard and once she was satisfied with her wandering of the surface world she would venture into the Underdark.

She had named this place home and would stay for an Age, perhaps longer as there was much to see.

And so she walked and bathed in the warmth of the Sun, drank deeply of the scent of ocean, and nodded to passersby; a strange and beautiful woman, pale of skin despite the light that had bathed the lands where once she walked, black of hair, and with eyes that caught the attention of all who crossed her path.

She walked and learned of this world and the many forms of life, both hostile and benevolent, that lived upon it. The first were oft left as piles of ash surrounded by glass, the second received a far warmer reception as she shared food and drink with them.

And she walked...
Amathavel Aelorothi
 player, 7 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 01:05
Where the story goes
In reply to Amathavel Aelorothi (msg # 3):

Bargewright was indeed a strange sight to behold - a pale imitation of civilization to what he was used to. Walking about the Human settlement, he saw that he would find no answers to the state of the world as there were no places of learning to be had here. Deciding to move on, he had found that caravans needed guards on their journey to a large human city called Waterdeep which was about 7 days ride & he decided to hire himself out as one of those guards.

After two days ride, they stopped at another human settlement called Red Larch for the evening and again Amathavel was disappointed to see no place of learning or Sage to be had here as well. Another 4 days ride, they stopped at another settlement called Amphail similar to Red Larch in most respects. The next day they set off anew early in the morning and by near the end of the day, he saw the great walled city overlooking the sea with a castle built on a mountain it seemed - the city humans called Waterdeep.

The first thing that hit him was the smell - not something pleasant to experience to his refined elven sensibilities. The varied races was another thing to get used to in this city - Humans but also dwarves, a few halflings and gnomes but what he found rather a shock were beings of mixed human & elven heritage and he didnt know to whether to be curious or offended.

But do i have a right to be offended?

Finally the caravan stopped in some sort of merchant quarter of the city and once the wagons and beasts were situated in their respective places, he was paid for his duty and made his leave. He wandered a bit, taking in the city now that he was on foot but eventually stopped a pair of robed individuals to ask where might he find a Library or Sage to be had and an inn to stay. Getting the answers he wanted, he went to the inn they recommended called the Inn of the Dripping Dagger - a less than welcoming name to be sure, he thought.

Coming upon the door, a disembodied voice said a cryptic message to him. He stopped for a moment, not sure how to react - does he enter or not?

A laughing drunken man emerging from the inn and passing him by took away his trepidation and he entered, giving the voice and its message no mind as he entered the Taproom, ordered what passed for a wine and arranged for lodging for the evening.

(OOC - Ill leave the cryptic message up to the GM to make up unless im allowed to make it up?)
Storyteller
 GM, 13 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 01:16
Where the story goes
The message you get is "All dirty feet need washing, but the bloodied foot needs it the most."
Annastarria
 player, 5 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 02:26
Where the story goes
She traveled where whim and whimsy took her, ever staying on the Sword Coast until she realised, and had confirmed by a group of travelers, that she was close to the city of Waterdeep. She had listened from her mountain home as tales were told of Bloodhand Hold, later called Nimoar's Hold before the nickname was made official and Waterdeep was truly born.

So she took the High Road and nodded to those who shared the road with her or were departing for points South. Most were wary around the tall woman with the strange eyes and haunting voice but she had a calm demeanour and a way around children that soon set most at ease so her travels were pleasant and nights were spent spinning tales and singing in a voice to make Angels weep.

At the gates of the city she bade her companions farewell and paid her entry fee to guards who had seen much but never someone as stood before them now, waiting her turn to walk through the gates but they let her pass once satisfied her intentions lay not in trouble but exploration and knowledge.

And thus Star came to the massive city, filled with sighs, sounds, and smells to satisfy tastes both grotesque and sublime. It was on the streets that she heard tale of the Inn of the Dripping Dagger and its fey door.

And that is how she found herself walking through said door with no small measure of curiosity about the door as well as what lay beyond.
Anoushka Li
 player, 7 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 10:16
Where the story goes
Eventually the road led to Waterdeep.  They all do eventually.  She knew very little about the city but what she did know was that the area most welcoming to strangers was the Traders' Quarter and that within that quarter, the most welcoming place for her people was the Dripping Dagger.

She somehow wondered just how true this was after the rude and untrue prophecy she received from the door itself but whatever.  She stepped inside.  Somehow she felt bright and drab at the same time.  People wore their hair in myriad styles unlike her own straight-combed raven dark tresses but on the other hand, their clothes were dull in comparison with her own rainbow rags.  Whatever, she pulled a scarf from among the rags and reached out appearing to pull a gold coin from mid air.

To the being behind the bar she said, "A place to sleep, my friend and a plate to eat.  Will you take gold, fortune or favour in payment?"

She knew the answer and, winking, placed the coin on the bar.
Storyteller
 GM, 14 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 16:04
Where the story goes
Annastarria gets "She who walks backwards can't see the road." Anoushka gets "Dance with the Dragon and get your head frozen."

The story to read up on for visitors and lurkers and the like is also on the way.

This message was last edited by the GM at 16:49, Thu 01 July.

Annastarria
 player, 6 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 17:58
Where the story goes
Star laughed softly as the door spoke its enigmatic message, the sound a silver bell that seemed to linger as she walked in and looked around.  The sheer variety of life was fascinating as were the various smells of food and drink. She wanted to experience life as one of these beings, as much as was possible between creatures so vastly different from her, so she made her way to the bar which seemed to be where most of the patrons were ordering their drinks and found a space open for her as people took in the tall fey woman with stars in her eyes.

“I wish to sample a variety of libations. Where do you suggest I start?” She asked the creature behind the bar, the sound of her speech echoing after her question had been asked.
Anoushka Li
 player, 8 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 19:59
Where the story goes
Anoushka hears the question from the stranger at the bar and she smiles, "Beer before wine, you'll be fine.  Wine before beer, you'll feel queer." seemingly to herself.  Then she turns to the stranger and says, "I suggest you begin with the weakest brews, a kvass perhaps or apple juice, then work up to mountain fire with Silverymoon Heart or even a Dwarven Delight."  She put out a hand and said, "Anoushka, pleased to meet you."
Annastarria
 player, 7 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 22:15
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Star turned to the woman and looked at her with black eyes filled with points of light, like looking at a starry sky at nighttime. She had long hair, as black as her eyes but shining with glints of purple. Her ears were pointed and her countenance strong. Anoushka felt like she was gazing into the face of something vast when those eyes met her own. Something barely contained by the pale flesh that almost seemed to glow with an inner light.

The woman took the outstretched hand and gave it a firm shake. “And I am Annastarria though you may call me Star,” she said, her voice the sound of crystals singing a haunting tune; words beginning to carry before she spoke and lingering after she had finished, echoing about her in an effect that was enchanting or disconcerting, depending on the disposition of the listener. “We are well met. May I buy you a drink to thank you for your advice?”
Storyteller
 GM, 18 posts
Thu 1 Jul 2021
at 22:19
Where the story goes
Please post in the IC thread now. Posts up to here are already compiled.