Sunday, February 1, 2015

“Rebirth of the Fortress Unnamed”

“Rebirth of the Fortress Unnamed”
A tale of #SundayAMSwords
Opening eidolon: http://img1.goodfon.ru/wallpaper/big/b/b6/art-blinck-ruiny-statuya.jpg

A natural canyon giving way to man-made walls. Shouted orders on the left. A rain of arrows. A scramble for cover. A bubbling cauldron brought toward the edge. A shout causing confusion. The cauldron and oil fall, shattering stone, burning flesh.

A squeal of ancient portcullis rising on the right. Arvin’s quick thrown dagger jamming ancient rusted gears. A dagger-stabbed body, falling far to the canyon floor. A rising corpse, spine and neck broken and wrong. Hajar’s blaze of fury leaving glowing trails of embers. Two physical and six magical arms of flame pummeling the undead. Hajar leaping up the wall from ledge to toehold. A claw from window grabbing leaping leg. The flames extinguished.

Grost sowing confusion amongst one’s enemies with but a shouted word. The name of Lennay sows dissention in their ranks.

A carved stone walkway inside the left wall, its proportions wrong for men of this age. The defiant guards, secretly cultists devoted to the blood of Lennay. The cultists split: Is Grost the foretold savior, or the foretold trickster?

Hajar overhearing conversation between his long-dead masters. Why sacrifice? The city’s ancient glory founded by Lennay, to restored by the blood of Lennay’s descendants.

Arvin’s whispered discussion with the cultists. Their ignorant words hold meaning revealed by his mystical scholarship. The trickster must die so his final screams will reveal the true name of the city, which the trickster stole. “You seem to know much of this trickster!” Arvin grabbed. A rogue should know when to keep his secrets quiet and mouth shut.

Grost with the cult leader. Flash of glowing green highlighting ancient memories hidden deep. The White Coats founded this place. Why? To protect their people when their enemies of the Red Sickle would unleash fire to end the world.

Carved stone giving way to poured concrete. The buzz of old technology, greeting new visitors for the first time in ages. A massive chamber, with shelves and broken containment pods. A clawed beast from the void of space, with two physical claws and six icy eldritch arms, striking from the shadows. Blood!

Lead cultist hurling Grost to table and binding him. “The pain will be but momentary, but the glory immortal.” A tube and sharp, slender needle. Tube of crimson blood, wreathed in green crackle and destruction. Lights shattering and a fall of icy slicing glass shards falling.

The beast beheading cultist, held at bay by Arvin’s daggers ebon. His fellow striking from behind. Hajar’s attack: A tangle of arms, fire and cold. One beast disarmed.

Arvin pulling needle free from Grost, and into cultist. The whispered secret name of the city’s former glory. The dark beast from behind, icy eldritch arms grab three hearts and begin to freeze.

A whirlwind of fire and a dozen arms, not all those of men. The beasts dispatched. Grost, with bleeding arm held high, laying claim to the city in the name of Lennay.

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Grost was played by Andy Hauge  His link: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+AndyHauge/posts/3KzL5u1a4af

 Arvin the Shadow played by Richard Ruane  His eidolon: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1b/3f/a5/1b3fa59cf28b8c09ddcefa0f6d26aeec.jpg

Hajar played by Patrick Brannick  His eidolon:  https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/7c/a7/cc/7ca7cc0ee4d5f63070de5125330175ec.jpg

Our virtual tabletop, with links to the rogues: https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1ULSn2Vukut_-jf5A5-GawPwGkuojnUNxNErQ8diuGSI/edit?usp=sharing
http://img1.goodfon.ru/wallpaper/big/b/b6/art-blinck-ruiny-statuya.jpg

1 comment:

  1. Sorry to miss this! After you and Miguel posted about being up late I went ahead and slept in.

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