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The Druids Viewby Joel Perkins Well getting the last part of the broken sword of King Arthur was interesting. During the battle where the rest of the party drove the Jackal men off, I went to explore the rest of the underground area we were in. I had cast a spell that I hoped would render me invisible to the creatures but I wasn’t really sure until they all started running past me. I didn’t see any more captives alive. But I did check all the holding cells just to be sure.
I did not know if the Jackal beasts were trying to attack from the front and the rear, although I could tell that some of them had been fighting. I hurried forward. It seemed the party was victorious. They didn’t need my help and no one was seriously injured although Arthen did have a crossbow bolt in his foot. Since Shard hardly ever uses his, and Arthen was shooting dirty looks at the Dwarf that joined us, need I say more? They set the captive free that was tied to the stake and were arguing about who should be up front with Derrick. Excuse me, did I say arguing? I meant discussing, in a calm rational manner so descriptive of the British people. It seems that Arthen refused to have the Dwarf behind him with a loaded cross bow. HA HA HA. Sorry I still think its funny even now. No one seemed to miss me or even care that I was gone. Except Sima, who looked angry, and I found out later said that maybe I had run away because I was afraid. I don’t know what her problem is but a beautiful woman can get away with a lot. I got tired of waiting and so, looking around I saw a set of stairs going down. So I did the natural thing and went down them... I know, IDIOT. I was lucky that nothing was down there but I was feeling cocky and because my spell was working. In truth it was the first time that I had ever cast it out of the grove where I learned it. I am so new to the wide world beyond the college grove. I feel that I should be doing more. In any event I went down the stairs while the rest of the party arguing about who should go first. There was nothing down there except a room with two doors side by side. I looked for any obvious traps, then opened one of the doors. In hind sight I should have listened at the door, too. But again there was nothing in the room. I glanced around and listened for the party but since they were STILL discussing marching order I went inside. It was a TRAP!
There were Saxon runes on the floor and the doors only opened from one side. I smelled an odor of burning oil and then I began to cough and feel ill. I felt weak as if some one had hit me. I started to furiously pound on the door but I don’t think anyone heard me. I was getting desperate and was thinking of trying to drive my dagger into the wood hard enough so that it would not pull free and then using it to open the door. At that moment, Derrick opened the door. I pushed him back. I think I was only able to do that because he was not ready for it. I was still coughing but I explained to the party that it was a trap and I asked Shard to use his innate healing Power on me. The bad air must have hit me hard because I felt much better when he was done. With Sima and the Dwarf was holding the doors open, Shard, Arthen and Derrick entered the room. While Arthen was checking the bodies, Derrick discovered a concealed door. I was feeling better so Derrick Arthen and I entered the room. We saw a pile of broken blades. And to my horror as we watched the blades began to move together and from some sort of metal golem made out of iron blades. Knowing my limitations, I quickly left the room to get Shard. I went to hold the door and Shard entered the hidden room. Where combat was soon taking place.
It did not go well. Sima, the dwarf and I were helplessly watching the fight with the sword golem. When Derrick was hit, Sima went crazy and left her place at the door, screaming Derricks name like a war cry. They were breaking off little pieces of it and I yelled to hem about using the flats and hafts of their weapons but no one listened. Arthen got hit and told me to shut up; I was distracting him. I will forgive that insult this time because of the heat of combat. But he and I are going to have a talk about the proper reverence that is due a Druid if it happens again. I worked too long and too hard to become a full druid and I will not be taken lightly despite my lack of combat skills.
Sorry, I got off the subject there, where was I. Oh yes, about this time the dwarf, left his post at the door and entered the fray and if any one was watching but me they saw him reluctantly get out his Ax, he made quite a show of it. Although he was moving quickly. I must have blinked or the bad air was getting to me for I was starting to feel sick again. When Shard was hit.. I could no longer stay by my post at the door. I took my dagger and spiked the door so it couldn’t close. Then I ran forward to bind up the wounds on Derrick and Shard. I got to Shard and he looked as if he would be all right. I could not heal him, for I had done so only hours before but I knew that he would recover with time. As I approached, Derrick got to his feet. By this time Arthen had been hit at least once more, perhaps twice. And the Dwarf had broken his battle-ax. I got to my feet and headed into combat, because it looked like the party was getting the worst of it. Out if the corner of my eye I saw the Dwarf loading his crossbow. I swung and missed the Golem. And then a crossbow bolt hit it and it disintegrated into dust. I looked around and saw there was one remaining sword blade. I picked it up and went to Arthen who was knocked out by one of the golems last blows. I was going to check and see if he was all right and if this was the blade we needed although I was quite sure it was. Arthen woke up and said that perhaps I should hold onto the blade and he the hilt for safety. I realized that this was his way of apologizing for tell me to shut up and so I graciously accepted. We stayed in the cave system until it was time for the boat to come and pick us up. Then we sailed back to the mainland and started home.
As we were passing through, we heard of a war in the kingdom of Mannau Gododdin, where the Northumbrian were invading and we almost went there to help our British and Pictish brothers in the valiant effort but we decided that our real mission was too important. With his defeat at the hands of these same Northumbrians lead by his foster brother Edwin, Cadwallon would need the symbolism of Arthur’s broken sword reunited even more. In the long run it would be better for Britain if we sought him out first. Days and nights passed until one night I was on watch and I heard wolves howl. A lot of wolves. I was curious, so I woke Shard because I remembered that he could change into a wolf. I wanted to see if the party was in any danger. Alas if I had only let him sleep. Shard woke quickly and when I explained what I wanted he was more than happy to help. He quickly merged into his wolf form and set out. I waited and waited. The wolves kept howling. Shard’s watch was next so I took it for him. When he did not appear, I woke Arthen and told him what had happened. We weighed the alternatives and decided to get Derrick’s wise counsel. This woke the rest of the party for Derrick’s and Arthen’s whispers were quite loud. We were getting ready to set out. I had just finished enchanting Derricks weapon when the howling stopped. Since none of us have the skill of tracking, we laid back down for the night Arthen took the watches for he could not sleep. If the truth be told, I could not either. Shard, Shard what have I done. We set out the next morning down the trail and we found a deserted farm with all the animals slaughtered and the house a shambles. While there was blood, there was not a lot of blood and no bodies were found. This was not natural if it is the work of beasts. I wonder if there is more going on than a pack of wolves. Are they being directed by some thing human??? Perhaps the people of this farm have escaped to the nearest town. We arrived at a ‘T’- intersection where we could go left to a tower or right to a town. Since we were on Saxon lands even though we are in Saxon looking armor we can not speek the language. So we went to the town, not the Lord of the these lands, although Arthen’s code pulled him strongly to report to the lord of these lands he agreed to at least go to the village and report the things we saw and give them warning. They can tell their lord.. We must find Shard, get a Tracker and find him or bury him. The local black smith was most talkative. They know of the wolf problem and have told the Lord but with the war effort going on he has other more important things to do with the man power he has at his disposal. I get the feeling that this is a bigger problem than wolves but don’t know why I feel that way.
That night we headed back to the farm that we found deserted. Tomorrow we will find a tracker, find Shard. We never made it to the deserted farm. On the way, Derrick for no apparent reason, turned suddenly and hit the horse behind him with a sling stone. The dwarf was riding the horse as it pitched madly about, and was quickly thrown. He tucked and landed well but he still took some damage and was shaken up a bit. His horse, well Shard’s horse, ran off and Arthen and Derrick with Sima riding double, took off after it. I hope they caught it. The three of us that were left didn’t think we could find the farmhouse in the dark. So we went back to the village and slept at the inn. Had a nice good supper. Okay anything would have been good after the travel rations, it was fresh and there was bread baked just that morning with butter. I really miss those things on the trail. In the morning, we had some eggs and some gruel. Then I went to the blacksmith and asked where I might find a skilled tracker. I was directed to a farmhouse down the road and set out. The farmer, while polite, didn’t want to set out into the woods because of the wolves and to tell the truth I cant blame him. SIGH I now go to do something very stupid but I fear that it is my only choice. I must go to the Saxon Lord and try and get him to allow me to help deal with the wolf problem. Maybe if I said there was evil magic involved that would help convince him. I end this now and I am going to the Tower that stands in the distance Past CampaignsAdventure Write-ups by Curtis EckermanFirst Adventure
It is early summer (May 2) when we start our campaign in Dawn of Legends. Our first adventure starts out in [Gwent]. There Rodrick, a Roman Catholic priest, has been given a mission. He is to join up with a woman, Eira who is on a mission for the King. She is on her way to Avalon to seek a prophecy for the King. The king is worried about what will happen to his kingdom once he passes from the world and so has sent Eira to get a prophecy from a druid priestesses of the island of Avalon. The Catholic church is also very interested in this prophecy and so have sent Rodrick to accompany her. Rodrick also employs Bos, a half giant, who owes Rodrick for saving his life once, to accompany him on the trip. Rodrick met with Eira at the town market and convinced her to allow him and the half giant to accompany her on her trip. He does this by convincing her that he will not shove religion down her throat and by suggesting that if she does not take us she will be hounded by other priests her entire trip…..she agrees to let them join her. As an idea of what the party is like….. Eira is a warrior. It is obvious that she is of nobility for she not only fights like it but looks the part as well. In other words she is very aware of her appearance to others. She also has an air of “no nonsense” about her. She is direct and straight to the point. Rodrick the priest is not given in to a showy display. Instead he gives the appearance of a humble man yet a man with power. He cares very deeply for the common man but is also aware of his own status in the church and the power that he wields. Known to many is his own tolerance for the druids and their religion….this makes him unpopular in some Catholic circles. Bos stands out in any crowd. He is a half giant but is commonly mistaken for a lesser giant (he is a half giant that has the fairy ability of giantism). He is immensely strong and a fierce warrior. His loyalty to his friends is only matched by his capacity for vengeance. Bos has many capabilities that he is unaware of. Anyway, once the three adventurers were prepared for the trip they set off for Avalon. The trip took a few days longer than it should have because they had to travel all of the trip by land (Rodrick is terrified of the water and refused to travel by sea). For the inconvenience of taking us on as companions and traveling exclusively by land, Eira made Rodrick promise that he would help her with another errand in the future. The first couple of days of the trip were uneventful. On the fourth day, the party came upon a small village that was being attacked by a group of bandits. Houses were being burned and women and children were being stabbed to death. This caused a bad reaction from Bos (his own parents were killed in a similar fashion) and he immediately charged into battle. Rodrick and Eira joined him. There were [twelve] bandits and three of them were archers. Bos took out four of the bandits almost immediately while Rodrick and Eira took out two apiece. The archers fled but not before Bos was able to kill one of them with a crossbow. Four of the bandits survived only to become slaves of the village. The party rested for a day and then departed the next day with the weaponry that the bandits were carrying. The party finally reached Glastonbury ([near] Avalon) in Glastening with no further incident. The island of Avalon is [in the middle of] the lake from the town and so the party had to wait for a boat at dawn. It was a strange place because a mist seemed to cover everything. The mist was especially thick on the water making travel almost impossible. The local townspeople informed the party that that was the whole idea. The mist is protection from a mass assault on the island. Bos spent his time in town selling the bandits’ weapons and shields and purchased supplies. Rodrick also purchased a suit of studded leather with this money realizing that his clothing was not enough protection in a fight. At dawn the party met at the shore and awaited the boat that was to take them to the island. After a small discussion regarding the priest actually getting in the boat (remember he is terrified of the water) the party proceeded. The trip across the lake itself was very eventful. The priest himself kept his eyes closed and prayed a lot promising God a lot of things as long as he made his passage across the water safely. Eira took in the ride calmly and almost peacefully as she stared out into the impenetrable mist as if she saw something. Bos also looked out into the mist but seemed terrified and clutched his warhammer often. Once safely on the shore of the island Bos revealed that he saw a dragon in the mist that said “fight me”. He was very upset over this and was even more distraught upon discovering that the others did not see it. Eira only said that she saw hills through the mist. It was hard for the others to believe either Eira or Boss because the mist was so thick. The party walked up the path from the boat and reached three preistesses with one of them the obvious leader (she wore brown robes while the others wore white). The brown robbed priestess addressed Eira and informed her that the prophecy would take five days to make and that the party was welcome to stay on the island if they liked or leave and come back in five days. Rodrick quickly convinced everyone that the party should stay instead of braving the waters again so quickly. The adventurers quickly started becoming familiar with their surroundings. Eira kept to herself somewhat while roaming around. Rodrick talked to several of the priestesses about everyday life on the island. Bos immediately started to question a few of the priestesses about the dragon that he saw in the mist. One priestess told him that there was no dragon around the island but that some who have magical abilities may see visions in the mists (this is confusing to Bos because as far as he knows he has no such abilities). She also told him that he should try looking into the “eye of the goddess” which was a well nearby. Bos immediately proceeded to the well and stared into it. He saw many things that he recognized as his own thoughts and then a new vision came to him that he did not recognize. In this vision he saw a group of men standing to fight a dragon that was descending upon them. Many of the men were running in fear but many stayed to fight only to be crushed by the dragon. The dragon then faced Bos as if he were actually there and proceeded to approach him only to disappear in a puff of smoke…..then the vision ended. This confused Bos even more and told the priestesses of this….they were not able to help him much except to say that his vision probably represented his fate in some way. Rodrick was skeptical of the whole thing and was not convinced when he looked into the well himself and saw nothing. Eira decided to look into it at another time. Because of his large size, Bos set up a tent outside to sleep in while Rodrick stayed in private quarters and Eira stayed in one of the women’s dormitories. The first night was uneventful except for what happened with Bos. He awoke in the middle of the night to what sounded like a galloping horse. As he went outside his tent he could see that it looked like a rather large white horse. When the horse heard Bos it turned its head to reveal a single long horn on the front of the horse-like head. Both Bos and this creature were startled and the “horse” departed quickly into the mist. The next morning Bos inquired about the animal but no one knew of any such animal. He did find tracks (very unusual tracks too because they er the size of a horse but were cloven hooves like that of a deer) next to his tent and was able to point them out to one of the priestesses, however, the tracks disappeared later that morning because of all the women walking around doing chores. Even an elderly priestess did not believe Bos. For the rest of the day Bos, Eira, and Rodrick helped with chores on the island to help work off the expense of their stay. Although Rodrick became attracted to one of the druids by the name of Briana. He met her at dinner the previous evening and spent most of the day with her. On that second night Bos prepared himself to listen for the “horse” again so that he might find a way to prove to the others that he had seen such a creature. Meanwhile, Rodrick had plans of his own with Briana. Rodrick and Briana found privacy in Rodrick’s room. Here one thing led to another and Rodrick found himself abandoning his priestliness for the pleasures of this woman…..needless to say he didn’t get much sleep. Later in the night Bos also heard a sound that was not Rodrick and Briana…..it was the sound of hooves on stone. He got up immediately and ran down to the shore to where the sound came from. He found the “horse” again but this time the horse saw him too and didn’t seem to be as spooked as the previous night. The horse galloped off but not so fast that Bos could not follow, which he did. Bos ran after the “horse” for many miles. The “horse” even seemed to play games with him as it would slow down and act as if it was enjoying a game. After leading Bos to the farthest point of the island, it ran off leaving Bos to walk all the way back several miles. The next morning Bos told the druids again of his experience but they seemed incredulous. One of the priestesses encouraged him to keep asking questions so that he may find answers among the questions. The next three days passed by relatively uneventfully. Bos would stay up at night but never did see the “horse” again. Occasionally he would hear it but only briefly. Rodrick now spent all of his time with Briana…..day and night consummating a love that cannot be. Eira and Bos both spent their days helping out with the chores. On the fifth day the prophecy was revealed to Eira, Rodrick and Bos. The prophecy foretold that the king would die a warrior and that shadows would surround his throne but that a light would emerge. The prophecy was not translated. As we prepared to take our leave Briana asked Rodrick for a favor which he readily agreed to because it meant coming back to see her. The favor she asked of us was to check in on the [fallen] kingdom of [the South Saxons] to see how they were doing and to determine how the druids could help them. This needs to be done in the next couple of months. The party crossed the water with no visions occurring this time. The plan now is to return to [Gwent] to give the king and the church the prophecy. From there we will head over to [the kingdom of the South Saxons] to fulfill the favor to the druids. Other things to think about are the stories of giants that were told to the party by the villagers they saved and by Briana. They are stories of giants that eat people and terrorize the countryside. There is no detail but be it assured that the party will eventually be able to tell the story themselves. So at the end of this adventure we have a love stricken priest, a still mysterious warrior and a confused giant.
Our second adventure finds our merry and somewhat unlikely band of heroes in Glastonbury. Eira, Rodrick , and Bos have just received the prophecy from the preistesses on the isle of Avalon. It was decided that the group would travel to the kingdom of the South Saxons to aid the preistesses in determining what kind of aid they can give the Brits of that region to help in the fight against the Saxons. In particular the group is supposed to locate Cadwallen of Gwynedd who is roaming the area fighting the Saxons. |
