We Yet Live

“We yet live…Kforedz.” Stephan would normally have addressed a ruling female as ‘my lady’ but found it difficult give this particular lady sported the head of a jackal. “Did you suspect that something in the crypt might have brought us to an untimely end?” The Traladarian did not expect an answer and simply smiled back at what he took to be a courteous acknowledgement from Kforedz.

“Indeed, we found the Tome and more beside,” interjected Hasan. “A great crypt lay below the temple, but buried lay no more. We were attacked by the dead, a great power from ancient days, but we repelled that assult and found this Tome.”

Miklos interjected, “Yes, it is very clearly outlining a religious ceremony of some type, but Hasan and I could not understand it. You will need to tell us what you read and what it means for the Vale as soon as possible. Come now, let’s begin. I will show you what we have learned ourselves. Come now, quickly, this knowledge is surely precious.”

“Easy, Miklos,” insisted Maruc. “Kforedz, I will remind you that you swore last night to bring peace to the Vale, and that never again will evil slavery stain the Hutakaa. That was the price of our services rendered — nothing less. We have done what we swore. Now you must tell us how this Tome will advance your cause and ours.”

Feldard hung back as Hasan and the humans spoke with the Hutaakan priestess. The dwarf knew he wouldn’t be needed for a while as they discussed the tome, so the dwarf found himself a quiet place to sit down and relax.. maybe find himself an ale or two to drink.

While those more astute in such things discussed the tome with Kforedz, Stephan monitored from a short distance just in case the situation turned sour. He longed, however, to join Feldard who seemed to have acquired a pint of ale and was actively reducing any stress he may have built up.

Kforedz anxiously studied the contents of the ancient book. The normally reserved priestess got visibly more excited as she continued her reading.

Ludo followed Feldard to look for a pint of ale, finding the tome he suspected would only be the first step. He thought about the challenges ahead. This valley seeped with a source of evil that need to be defeated. Thsts what drew the Sons of Night here.

This village was not the source of evil, nor was the Vault where they had located the book which Hasan had passed back to the Hutaakans. No it was somewhere else. He chuckled to himself, what was usually the source of evil? Money and religion. He smiled, he better not mention that to Maruc. The Hutakkans had very little money that he had seen, could it be the Tralder? Slaves usually had very little money, so most likely not. No it must be elsewhere in the valley, another settlement that they had not been told about. “Feldard, I suspect we will have to go deeper into the Valley on the morrow to find what we are looking for, there is more to this valley than meets the eye. If we had some horses or mounts we could move faster and cover more ground.”

* * * * *

“You have done it. This shall be our salvation!” she proclaimed to Miklos, Maruc and Hasan. “I need to speak to you all,” she said as she sought out the full contingent of adventurers.

“Tomorrow we must travel to the Temple of Pflarr and perform the Cleansing Ceremony. Please, will you accompany us?” She implored the heroes. “I fear that without your protection, we will not be able to perform the rites. If we are successful, the dead in the Valley will finally be put to rest and peace may be restored.”



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5 responses to “We Yet Live

  1. 6pm, Soladain, the 18th of Flaurmont, 1001AC
    Humid, warm

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

    Maruc: 30,860/48000
    Miklos: 30,650/40000
    Feldard: 31,275/34000
    Hasan: 30,465/32000
    Stephan: 30,415/32000
    Ludo: 30,080/40,000

  2. Ludo

    Upon hearing Kforedz plea of help, Ludo stepped forward. “Kforedz , what of the Tralder, they should be part of this expedition, they too will benefit from the cleansing of the Temple of Pflarr. Perhaps now is the time to extend the hand of friendship and ask for their help, so together you can make this valley a safe place to live, and peace can finally come to the valley”.

  3. Feldard, having finished at least one ale, was much more amiable to the idea of yet more travel. He wasn’t so sure about involving the Traldar. They seemed a rowdy bunch to the dwarf, but he said nothing when Ludo suggested it. If they were invited, he’d keep an eye on them.

  4. Stephan backed Ludo. “Da, Kforedz, the Traldar have a part in this revival of the valley. They can serve as your main protection. We shall aid them.” Stephan felt destiny at play; a chance at a new beginning.

  5. Hasan + Maruc and Miklos

    “A very good idea, Ludo,” pronounced Maruc. “It should be as you say.” The cleric looked comfortably at the Hutakaan priest. “Let us venture out forthwith to enlist their aid. Our party can serve as your ambassadors, but the entreaty is your’s to make.”

    “There is little daylight left,” cautioned Hasan. “The dead will awake tonight. We should not leave the village. But why delay tomorrow? We can do this without the Traladar, who looked of little use as guards. They seemed a superstitious, unruly, and frankly rather dirty lot, really.”

    “Bah, elf, listen to yourself,” spit Miklos. “Ever long on the civilized virtues of the demihuman. Those of us who need not compose a lyric before their morning tea will sometimes seem a bit hasty to your wiser eyes, but it is you who is hasty today. Tarry tomorrow, and let us work with our brother man, who your eyes may see less rude by nightfall.”

    “Very well,” assented Hasan. “To seek new treaty with these folk is good. Yet mark this, the dead walk not alone. The Temple will be watched and watched well, by those who we see not. Speed is our friend.” The elf turned to Kfordez and her assembled priests. “Speed in your ceremony to keep us safe. Speed in our approach and retreat. Speed like water, supple and soft. Oh! Bring fire too.”

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