The Golden Tapestry

It took Maruc and Miklos each explaining to him separately the reasoning for returning to Sukiskyn before the dwarf accepted the fact that they had to retrace their route.

As the party traveled to Sukiskyn, Ludo chatted to Yousef. He could not help but feel admiration for the Yousef’s bravery in resisting the torture that Golthar and Vlaak had inflicted upon him. Yousef smiled when Ludo confirmed to him that Vlaak had been killed in the assault on the tower, and again thanked Ludo for his role in his rescue.

Yet, Ludo felt uneasy. He knew that Golthar would not forfeit ‘the game’ so easy. He had lost this round that was for sure; his tower had been ransacked, his forces routed and, most importantly, the party had recovered Yousef and had gained an invaluable clue to his evil scheme. But, Golthar was a powerful mage and there were two lessons that Ludo had learnt since leaving home. The first was don’t cross a local thieves guild on their territory, and secondly don’t cross powerful spell casters—they both were unforgiving and vindictive. He wondered what Golthar’s next step would be and also reflected on the translation of the parchment. What was the treasure? How would the tapestries show the way? No doubt this treasure was what Golthar was after.

The dampness of the ancient forest gave way to the familiar clearing. The Sukiskyn homestead had broad scaffolding lashed to a newly built palisade wall, it was an impressive amount of work considering the brief time they had been away. Testament to the hardiness of the Dymrak woodsmen. It shamed Maruc to think how quickly repairs could be performed. Perhaps he should have stayed to rebuild the cloister after the raid? He dismissed the idea. Halav had guided him on a different path.

He passed the lonely graves of Novannes and Hakos and bowed his head for a moment in prayer, then made his way with the others to the Great Hall. He could detect the sound of industrious carpentry.

Pyotr was stripped to the waist working on a new strong think door to his hall. He turned as the party approached. A broad grin spreading across his face as he recognized the party. He pulled on his tunic and went straight to Stephan then hugged him warmly. “Welcome home Stephan! And Yousef! I heard about it all and I am glad to see you in good health. Excellent, excellent! Welcome home all!” He turned to the house and called, “Darya! A feast! A feast for our friends! Stephan has returned!”

The dwarf nodded at the palisade being constructed. Maybe if the group remained at the homestead a while, he would offer his assistance, but for now it seemed the women were preparing a meal and the dwarf was not going to say no to properly cooked food.

“Gamarjoba!” Stephan exclaimed in old Traladaran to his clan fellows. “The repairs are coming along well!”

Maruc clasped Pyotr’s proffered hand as he ushered them into his great Hall. “I see the repairs are going well Pyotr.” he said, “Hopefully the goblins will remain away for a long while.” Kuzma came down the stairs and Maruc grinned as she approached. “Halav Reincarnate bless you Kuzma.”

A quizzical look passed her face. “Reincarnate? You must have a story to tell Maruc.” she said.

“Ahh… the truth is all I have to offer…” Maruc smiled mysteriously.

* * * * *

Ludo had felt good when they arrived at Sukiskyn. The reception by Stephans’s clansmen was very welcoming and a great celebration was soon underway to rejoice in Yousef’s safe return. The meal of course was beyond compare and he thanked the ladies of Sukiskyn heartily.

Hasan joined his companions and their hosts in their feast, but he could not join their revelry. The new palisade would burn like the old if they did not press onward to extinguish the Dymrak’s pests and whatever mastermind drove them into their strange alliances.

Aside from the elf’s aloofness, there was much cheer, despite the hardships the family had suffered. Stephan and Pyotr discussed the reconstruction and repairs for the homestead. For the first time since the raid, a gleam returned to the elder brother’s eyes as he spoke about his plans for constructing a bigger barn and stouter gate.

“The horses you recovered, Stephan, are doing well. Molly,” he gestured to a large mare, “has had a strong foal and we expect more. We’ll use their strength clear more land and build a stronger wall.”

Maruc pushed his plate away. It was wonderful to be out of his armour. “Pyotr, again you have welcomed us with over generosity. Thank you, but this business is not yet finished. Have you an ancient tapestry? Stalwart in his resistance to the ministrations of Golthar the Yellow, Yousef here did not bow and yet learned more from Golthar than he revealed.”

“We believe that the tapestry holds a secret that we may have the means to unlock. Miklos?” He looked at the mage across the table.

Miklos nodded, and left the table. He rummaged in his pack, and produced the small box. “Here is what we assume to be the key. For it says on this parchment amongst other things ‘The sacred tapestries and your silver needles show the path.’ These we found in Golthar’s tower. Yousef was being questioned as to the whereabouts of the tapestry Maruc was alluding to. Fortunately, a great disaster may have been averted thanks to Yousef, for if Golthar had gained access to its secrets an Eternal Night is all we would be looking forward to right now.”

Darya stood, “One moment. I hid it during the raid along with all our other valuables in the armoury. I shall get it.”

Darya and Kuzma laid the Tapestry out onto the table. Stephan watched in wonder as Kuzma laid out the beautiful tapestry. It seems to be more intricate then he recalled. “Tis a thing of great beauty.”

The dwarf looked over the fabric. He didn’t see anything special about it.

They all watched as Miklos brought forth the strange needle and thread they’d found in Golthar’s tower. Miklos placed the needle and tread on the surface…and waited.

As the needle was touched to the tapestry, it sparked brightly and its golden thread shimmered. Moving of its own volition, the needle magically weaved through the tapestry, subtly changing the areas it passed through. Soon the geometric patterns were gone, replaced by a beautifully executed map depicting a coastline, mountains and rivers of what the group recognized as a stylized map of the Duchy of Karameikos. A pulsating golden area nestled in a mountain range—the northeastern range of the Black Peak Mountains—depicted a golden temple and no doubt the location of the ancient treasures that Golthar so desperately sought.

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13 responses to “The Golden Tapestry

  1. 12am, Gromdain, the 26th of Thaumont, 1001AC
    Rainy, cool

    Maruc: 10xp+10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+10xp
    Ludo: 10xp

    TOTAL:
    Maruc: 23,550/24000
    Miklos: 23,580/40000
    Feldard: 23,885/34000
    Hasan: 23,095/32000
    Stephan: 22,870/32000
    Ludo: 22,375/40,000

  2. Maruc

    Maruc traced his hands over the map. This green area at the bottom looks like Dymrak. These blue lines seem to be rivers. To the upper left is a golden city in the mountains reached by this pass to the south. So by my guess that gateway would be..”

  3. miklosdostevar

    ” At Threshold.” finished Miklos.
    “May we take the tapestry with us Pyotr? It may reveal further clues the closer we get.” Miklos rubbed his eyes and yawned. “I can foresee another river trip coming. Lets hope we get further than last time… Darya where can we catch a noorthbound boat from?”

    ***

    Despite the urgency of their mission Miklos felt he could sleep for a week he made his excuses and retired to bed.

  4. Stephan

    “So! It’s off to Threshold and thence to the Black Peaks,” Stephan proclaimed once the more cerebral of the party had drawn their conclusions.

    “And you’ll be able to deliver Nicolai’s ashes.”

    “I suppose we are concluding that the reason for the gobo attacks was this tapestry,” he nodded toward the tapestry-turned-map spread out on the table. How can we assure that Golthar will no longer seek it here? Perhaps we should make it well known that the prize has left the Dymrak?”

  5. Feldard

    The dwarf at first had not made any sense of the golden needle work, until Maruc noted that the blue outlined lines were rivers. Then it all came together. Yes. The dwarf pointed to the red pyramid like shape east of the centre. “So that would be the ruins and tower where we lost the Yellow-robed man? Good then, Threshhold and the Black Peak Mountains.”

    He gave a shrug at Stephan’s question. “We could do that. By announcing on our travel away that we have the tapestry or that we destroyed it but know where to go but never openly say what that location is, we become the target and not innocent clansmen here. The yellow-robed man and his minions will be forced to follow us to learn of the location.”

    Despite the groups overall weariness, the dwarf urged for leaving no later than mid-day on the morrow. To stay longer would put the people of Sukiskyn at unnecessary risk.

  6. Maruc

    “I think an open assault on us would be likely.” said Maruc, “Especially as we are dealing with a cunning magi. He is likely to devine if we have the information he seeks. I would if I was in his position. What do you think Miklos?”

  7. miklosdostevar

    “It is possible for a powerful mage to devine our whereabouts.” Miklos replied, “I think if we try to shout that we are taking the tapestry it will look like artifice. Better to treat Golthar like he knows what he is doing… it will apeal to his ahhh…vanity. A vain person makes mistakes.”

  8. Stephan

    Stephan eyed Feldard, Maruc and Miklos in turn as they responded to his comment.

    “Aye. I suppose he’ll know anyway. Just as long as the attacks in Dymrak end. Then I’m okay. It would be fun, though, to send ‘ol Golthar on a goose chase.”

    The fighter smiled and drank; wiped the froth from his lip.

    “You know. Send some dummy map southwards or some such.” His brow knitted a bit. “If we draw out on some parchment what’s on this tapestry, do we even need it any longer? Maybe we should destroy it.”

    The woodsman was clearly over his depth. He looked like he confused himself with all the pondering.

  9. Ludo

    Ludo shrugged his shoulders, looking at Stephen he said “I don’t think we can in good conscience allow anyone to take the risk of carrying a false map – Golthar I suspect would attack the people carrying that map and would place their lives in danger, the best course of action is the most dangerous, we need to take the map and proceed onto Threshold without delay. Golthar cares nothing for these villages, what he wants is this map. The sooner we leave the better, if only for the safety of these good people” looking at Kuzma”

    The good news is now we lead this merry dance, Golthar has no idea where our destination is and what we know so now he has to dance to our tune. He will be more careful in the future, he knows he will need considerable numbers of minions to steal this map from us by force and after the drumming we have given him lately I suspect he will hard pressed to gather the forces to do that – it least for now, so the other way to get this map is by stealth and guile – that is where the greatest danger lies”.

    Glancing at Feldard, “I agree with Feldard, we should depart on the morrow, but I think just after dawn and I think Feldard should be the guardian of the map and the needle, Golthar knows that Miklos is the scholarly person of us all and I think that makes him the most likely person that Golthar will focus on to gain the secrets of the map. We cannot risk Golthar getting this map. I am not sure if we still need it, but I suspect we do, it may yet hold secrets”.

  10. Maruc

    A grin spread across Maruc’s face, “Whereas, Ludo. Feldard is a less than scholarly figure? You are too cruel!” Maruc laughed good naturedly. “Either way, I agree the map should travel with us. It may have purposes other than simply showing the way as you suggest. We should package it carefully. It is ancient so a deal of respect is called for. Kuzma do you have a sealable waterproof scroll case of a suitable size?”

    Maruc turned to the master of the house, “Pytor, what is the swiftess and safest way north? Have you ever been to Theshold? And what reception can we expect?”

  11. Hasan

    Hasan finally spoke. “This Golthar will not know where we go, but even without magecraft he will know that Kelvin and High Forge are likely waystations. We should avoid those places, where we will surely be observed. If any of the Sukiskyn know other ways north, they would be valuable guides.”

  12. Stephan

    Stephan responded to Hasan’s request for a guide, “I can lead us. I know a little used trail heading west from here through the Dymrak.” His finger traced the route on the crude tapestry map.

    “It leads to well north of Krakatos; south of the Kelvin Barony. We can cross the river and then Duke’s Road and keep going west into the Radlebb Woods for a few leagues before turning north toward Rifllian. That’s if we wanted to avoid a river trip. I fear how watched the river will be. It would be a rough, wooded journey. Not many settlements.

    “We’d just continue north from Rifllian — on road or not. There’s another city alng the way, Verge, I believe. But then not many days farther to Threshold. I think the west side of the river may be a route less suspected by our foes.”

    Stephan paused. The others seemed a bit taken aback by his verbosity. It must be the ale, Pyotr thought.

    “But the river north would be faster and easier in many ways. My point is, I can at least get us to the river. There are places north of Krakatos that will hire out a riverboat.”

  13. miklosdostevar

    “Thank you Stephan.” nodded Miklos, “This we shall do, I agree a boat north of Rifllian seems the most obvious choice. We shall be more exposed, but it will be easiler to see if we are being followed and if we are aware of being followed we can more easily turn the tables and ambush them. We may learn much if we are cunning.”

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