Hutaakans vs. Traldar

Ludo looked upon the Hutaakan with a sceptical look upon his face, “Miklos, Hasan, listen carefully to his words for untruths and deception. I have seen first hand how culture and refinement can easily decieve those who seek the truth and justice. Dont forget the tracks from the dead bodies lead us to these natives of this valley, and in my book, actions always speak louder than fancy words!”

“These are Elfriends of long ago, and we must treat them with the respect they deserve,” insisted Hasan. “Spare the humans, to be sure, but send them away. These nobles mean no harm,” the elf continued, turning to their tall captive, “but have worked across the ages for the commonwealth. They are due our respect.” Finally, the elf addressed the captive directly, “I am Hasan of the Elyan, Prince of Radlebb Wood. We come bear grim tidings, and we come to seek a boon. Great evil arises beyond this vale, and it would infiltrate your fastness. My people stayed, protected within their own bounds for eons, until we grew weak. Let that fate not befall you. These, my friends and I, would take up your tools, to use beyond these bounds on your behalf. Come now, and take us to see your people’s fate, and what they hold onto today of your true ways. We respect those ways, but you must allow us to know your tale, travel your paths, and be your spearhead in the realm beyond.” The elf finished with a grand gesture signifying the world.

Feldard gave a bit of a harsh laugh. Of course the Hutaakan would speak some variant of elven. Don’t all ancient races speak elven? he thought in bitter wry amusement.

“Wise elf, I take heed of thy cautionary words,” replied the Hutaakan. “Many ages ago, our race ventured out of the valley and into the lowlands. For generations, we lived in peace and brought cultural enlightenment to the uncivilized. When the gnoll hordes invaded, our peaceful nature was no match for their inhuman savagery. We had no choice but to retreat to our sacred homeland or face extinction.”

“After we withdrew from the outside lands, our race hath remained secluded here in the valley for ages. We continue to take great measures to remain secluded not just for our own protection, but also to protect the outlands by faithfully carrying out our sacred mission lo these many years. Thou arrival here appearest to be most fortuitous, for thou may help us regain control over the dark forces that hath been unleashed by these vile warmongerers.”

He nodded slightly as Miklos and Hasan interpreted the Hutaakan’s words. While Feldard was often of a mind to be wary, he found himself accepting the Hutaakan’s words readily enough. It did not surprise him in the least that the Traldar were invaders to this valley and that the Hutaakan were normally peaceful, but forced to defend themselves.

Silent though he remained, there was just one question that begged to be asked: Was the invasion by the Traldar at all associated with the Sons of Night; or were the two completely separate?

Feldard had no clue what Hasan said to the Hutaakan. “Hasan, ask him when the Traldar began their attacks.”

Ludo scowled in frustration, he could see that the fancy words of the Hutaakan was winning Hasan over. Typical, high born gentry were often fooled with fancy words and flowery diplomacy, rather than looking at the facts. Ludo could not decide if the Hutaakan was telling the truth or not, but another old saying from his father came to mind, ‘a true diplomat has as many faces as the moon’ and knows when to reveal them. This Hutaakan was spinning a grand tale to Hasan.

He could tell that the Tralder were confused why they were all tied up, and their confusion was slowly turning to anger. Great he thought to himself, more enemies, just what they needed.

He angrily exclaimed, “Hasan you would lose your crown in a game of cards versus a blind, deaf court fool. You have revealed our mission thereby allowing the Hutaakan to hide if they so wish what we seek or to lead us into a trap. Your grandiose honesty could be placing our mission at risk”. You have to learn when to reveal your cards and when to bluff. Do not be blinded to the truth by prejudice.

Stephan was dismayed at Hasan’s words. Actually, he could not fathom what the elf meant by “worked across the ages for the commonweal” and “take us to see your people’s fate.” ‘People!’ he thought. Since when are jackal headed men people?

“The Traldar, too, Hasan, may be friends of long ago to some folks. Tell him, Hasan, that we saw the Hutaakan ambush the Traldar.” Stephan was not adept at diplomacy. “Tell him that we seek peace between the Traldar and Hutaakan. Tell him, Hasan.” He looked at the elf, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

Miklos nodded in agreement with Ludo’s initial thoughts of caution. “Hukataan.” he said in the common tongue of men. “Do not anger my friends but pretending not to know the tongue of men. It is plain that a cultured society at war would first learn the speech of their enemies in order to defeat them or at least parley,” His eye’s darkened. “I was half convinced that you were the injured party in this affair, but it seems deception is not unknown to you. I would know the truth from you in plain speech, or you are not the cultured people I took you for. Answer me this, how long have you been at war? Who started it and most importantly, why? Your answer may decide the fate of this valley.”

Maruc kept an eye on the Traldar he was tending. “Very astute Miklos, indeed they must know the common tongue, by the ravages of this valley alone this conflict has been raging for years. To a folk with the power to create mighty golems it would be a simple thing to converse in an unknown tongue very swiftly.”

Hasan addressed the Hutaakan in Elvish again, “Say your truth, and be at peace. Despite their rash words, these humans have shown themselves trustworthy many times. Speak now.”

“We are loathe to speak with the tongue of the Wreckers for it is the language of war and aggression.” He said, still speaking in Elven. Then he reluctantly switched his speech to the something akin to the Traldar dialect, but much more sophisticated. “Ve have lived vit these barbarians since the gnoll invasion. They accepted our most kind offer to accompany us on our retreat into the sacred valley. We have shared the valley with them ever since, providing them peace an’ knowledge, but their aggression has grown over time and at last their true nature betrayed them.”

“Some months ago, they attacked and expelled us from the Great Temple where we perform the sacred rites. Now, the wreckers have unleashed a great evil. We have been made to resort to war to regain access to the temple so that we may once again bring the dead to rest.”

Maruc spoke to the warrior he was treating, “Is that not so Traldar? And what say you? When did the Traldar enter this land and why?”

The Traldar was still weak, but hearing the Hutaakan made his blood boil.

“Tho mutts ar liars! Th‘ave made slaves of Traldar. Tho call us Wreckers! Thar civilization be built ‘pon tho backs a’ Traldar! Now ve bring revolutia! Thar priests unleash tho dead, but Traldar vill not be defeat!”

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  1. 6:40am, Nytdain, the 16th of Flaurmont, 1001AC
    Humid, warm

    Maruc: 10xp
    Miklos: 10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+5xp
    Hasan: 10xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp+10xp

    TOTAL:
    Maruc: 30,525/48000
    Miklos: 30,365/40000
    Feldard: 30,915/34000
    Hasan: 30,000/32000
    Stephan: 30,050/32000
    Ludo: 29,695/40,000

  2. Ludo

    Ludo looked on aghast at what he heard, he turned to the Hutakkan and angrily grabbed him by the robes, “is it true, you made slaves of the Tralder”. He threw the Hutakkan back to the ground, theyare no better than the Iron Ring, they lost control of their former slaves and then when they couldn’t regain their control, they unleashed the Undead within the valley to hunt them down. Hasan; they do not deserve your support, they would most likely make slaves of us all. Stephen we should release the Tralder from their bonds”. I suspect that these Hutakkan are in league with the Sons of Night”.

  3. hasan

    “Stop this foolishness,” Hasan’s voice rose. The elf began to gather magical energies, and set to unleash them on Ludo. Mid-gesture, Hasan then closed his eyes, and the elf stopped. The elf’s chest heaved. “And stop myself, as well.”

    “Slaves, pupils, masters or protectors, we will not know who is what until we reach the Great Temple. Let us travel there, with these two as our guides. We can bind them both, and Maruc can silence them both. Miklos, would the confusion spell we saw on the scroll help us dispburse the others?”

  4. Feldard

    “Use your head rogue!” the dwarf snapped at Ludo’s accusations and stood up to defend the Hutakaan as it rose to its feet. “If they were already in league with the Sons, the Sons wouldn’t have needed the map to get here . But that’s not to say that now that we’ve made it here others won’t follow in our wake and try to gain favour with them by allying with them. Just because you humans share ancient blood with these Traldar doesn’t make their words any more valid.” He glared at Ludo then looked around to the other in the group. “Hasan is right, we need to see this Great Temple to figure out what the Sons of Night are truly after and keep it from them. That’s what we are here for not to pick sides in some revolution, regardless of our sympathies.”

  5. Ludo

    Ludo stood back from the Hutakkan, and with heavy sarcasm said “well now we see the Prince for his true colours, blinded to the truth, ready to defend a slaver. Let us look at the facts, they ambushed the Tralder and killed them, they ambushed and tried to kill us and they have been accused of slavery and do not denigh it. Yet still our Prince defends them and is prepared to turn on his team mates to support them. They do not deserve your protection Hasan, they will enslave you too given half the chance.

    Let us go to this temple, but mark my words, these Hutakkans, they are the evil of this valley, of that I am in no doubt! Remember Hasan your people and your beloved Rahasia would have been enslaved by the Rahab and the Witches, it was the courage of your friends that stopped that, do not let these slavers blind you to your true friends and our mission”.

    Ludo walked past Hasan, stopped in front of him and spoke in a low voice “do not threaten me again”.

  6. Stephan

    Stephan stood nonplussed not knowing what to do or say. This was not his bailiwick. His was the regimen of command and act; usually with a sword. This banter and ambiguity made his head swim. How he longed for a stiff pint! How long had it been since the last? Three months? At least!

    “All I see is that their conflict is quickly becoming ours!” He looked around at the encroaching rock. “This cursed land drives away all good will!”

  7. “Violence is no answer.” the priest spoke softly. The other’s turned to him as he stood up. “We have two conflicting stories as I suggested we’d have. Neither completely true but each with a kernel of truth.” The others started to become restless but he held up is hand to call for silence. “Here me out. The word ‘slave’ is very evocative. Indentured servant? Protected manservant? Beyond these mountainous walls we live in a feudal society ruled ultimately by the immortals. Therefore are we all not slaves in the very strictest sense? There is always a higher power to which we are beholden. I am a priest and I do the work of Halav Incarnate who sits on the Traladan ducal throne, and he is wise and benevolent. But some may view me as his slave if you twist the facts slightly. There are serfs working the fields, but we past them by unheeding because a fair lord will feed, house and protect them.”

    “The Traldar have lived for a very long time under the yoke of the Hukataan Empire, They still stand as a race undaunted even when all the might of Hukata is thrown at them, but they are not guiltless or pure. One doesn’t become a warlike race o’re night and from our experiences of the valley so far they have been quite successful.”

    “The solution is simple to say and difficult to enact. It is this, the valley should be split into two kingdoms and a beneficial trading agreement where each party gains from the skills of the other for their mutual benefit because they have needed each other for many hundreds of years and conflict has only benefited the crows.”

    “But there is another secret yet to uncover as has been revealed. What lies in the Great Temple may heal the rift that has crushed this valley. Hasan is correct, We require to spokesmen and guides, one from each side and a oaths from all that the violence will stop until we uncover the cause of the strife and heal it.”

    “What say you to that?” he directed he gaze at each of the captives. “Who will volunteer?”

  8. miklosdostevar

    Miklos stood agape for a second. He wondered if the priest wasn’t some kind of arch diplomat. He reappraised his friend, true he was not intellectual but he could read the hearts of men and this was a master stroke. He hoped it would work.

  9. Ludo

    Ludo stood to one side, he felt like he was a lone man standing on a beach trying to keep the sea at bay. “Maruc, your vision to split this land into two while laudable is bound to fail. When one race of people have stood on the necks of another race of people for so long it will be impossible for the two people to live peacefully beside each othe”r.

    “You speak of slavery as thou the Hutakkans have done these Tralder a favour, he sneered here have this crust of bread, but to have it you must work for us and do our bidding. That is not an Indentured servant or protected manservant, it is taking advantage of people who have been given no opportunity to better themselves to have free will and choices. I will not apoligise for my stance on this matter; all my life I have seen people oppressed and beaten, bound to a life of slavery. It is abhorrant. We have stumbled into a land of civil war and I will assume that both sides have committed evil acts but I will never support a people that oppress others into slavery”.

    “However what we should seek and uncover is who or what has released the undead to prey on the living in this valley. It could be what the Sons of Night are after; that type of power would make them unstoppable. I think we should go to the villages of these Hutakkans and Tralder and seek some answers from the leaders of these two people”.

  10. “Ludo, you misinterpret my meaning, I was not seeking to justify this story or that. I offer only alternative thinking. Many nations have been at each others throats for centuries and have come to peace. Your view holds no hope. For me I remain optimistic. Who are we to judge them guilty or not? For all we know the ancient Traldar were murdering each other and needed a strong hand to quell them to peace? We are not in charge of all the facts but I understand your feelings on this my friend and I shall not rebuke you for a passionate opinion. Indeed I would encourage it.”

    Maruc grinned, “I never said bringing peace would be easy! I think their leaders would be less likely to offer peace as they have more to loose, but you have a point about the devastation that surrounds us. It could be a vision from the book itself.”

    “Let us go to the Temple without delay.”

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