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Should a few H-to-G.B. non-humans apply for the mission, they will be thanked and offered (should they wish it) to be transported off-plane, either for a free holiday or else training in exchange for high-quality non-adventure services ... up to enough disappearances to suggest a high-level party.
Should a few H-to-G.B. non-humans apply for the mission, they will be thanked and offered (should they wish it) to be transported off-plane, either for a free holiday or else training in exchange for high-quality non-adventure services ... up to enough disappearances to suggest a high-level party.
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== Scribe Notes ==
Go to see Sir Prudence at the Inn of the White Dragon. He turned out to be a gentleman with very white hair and elven features that were weather beaten. He’s also the Baron of AnteCarzala, sandwiched between Carzala on the south and Ranke on the north. We were told that Vepetus the Titan, on the Plane of Purple, had said to him that the ‘Necromancer’ there was now wearing a new body since being ‘killed’ previously.  We decided to continue referring to him as the ‘Liquorice Allsort’. There were also floating pyramids in the air.
Also with him was Lady Electro, the Minister of Justice and Retribution. I got the impression she was part fae. The Liquorice AllSort had lost a lot of minions but he had managed to get forces from offplane – a plane from which nobody corporeal could come from. Lady Electro was also wearing a turban and I was starting to wonder if there were snakes underneath it.
We were going to go the same way, in some sort of astral travel and would end up in bodies on the other side. None of our equipment would go with us and there was a possibility that some of our abilities would also not transfer but we may pick up new ones on the other side. Also time over there ran faster than it did here.
So, the next day, we prepared to leave, lying down on some rather comfy cushions. We ended up in a small wood near a large town. I’m still an elf but looking older with grey hair and with a staff. I learnt that I was a ‘grey elf’, a lower caste of elf and all the males had been wiped out. Grey elves. This entire island we were on, was run by merchant princes with orcs and goblins making up most of the population. High Elves and dwarves had a high social status with the orcs and goblins in the middle and us grey elves right down at the bottom. Which is why most of them live in the wild woods and are considered to be wild creatures at best and evil baby eating witches at the worst. Speaking of witches, someone got rid of the Witch King – at least that’s what the bunch of dwarf merchants that we ran into said.
We were all linked by a mind speech so we could communicate and learnt about the situation, the currency, commerce, how society works etc etc etc. It was decided to go into the city in order to equip – yes, we had arrived with money, some sort of paper script with strange runes on it.  The sky was overcast, couldn’t see the sun but we were told that the day was twenty hours long. Oh, and apparently we have five fingers and a thumb on each hand.
......
The Civil War is brought to you by the numbers 4 and 14. There is a Forbiddance Zone with Lightning bolts raining down on it. Quan’Toc. Liberators, Golden eggs. Lots of iron being pumped out of the volcano. Our ‘north bump’ is pointing in that direction. There’s an East Star? Apparently a lot of people would be alarmed if they knew the continent was this close. There are chaos incursions out to the bay in the east. There are a bunch of travellers wanting an escort to the Temple on Concord. Chaos seems to be getting worse since the death of the Witch King. Stay clear of the old governor’s place. Grey Elves can make money by selling ceramic tiles. Toen built by Quan’Toc’s father  - where the UnNamed One came from. Started construction 550 years ago, finished in a couple of decades. East Star is a citadel to stop people getting to the mainland.
A few days pass.
.........
“If the dwarves aren’t in charge of the important stuff, the world would go to hell”.  We get sent back to the inn and meet up with a goblin called ‘Doc’ with half a dozen followers. They’re the ones wanting to go to the Temple of Conchord. We were also moved to a suite of rooms so we could stay together. Of course there was a lot of Daing going on between us and them, or at least, whatever else that could be come up with. I must remind my self to either quest for a DA talent or invest in DA potions when we get back. We were told, at this time, that their reason for going there is because, it’s a goblin matter, it’s not important, but it would be nice to travel with others. The other spot they recommend we look at is the Valley of the Giants. Also, from what we could determine was their E&E mage had only one of the ‘E’s but we weren’t sure which one. Also their ‘air mage’ turned out to be an earth mage. They also told us that our yellow sashes are just far enough removed from the local Imperial Yellow in order to be ‘off duty’. That explains why Sir Wojer was getting a lot of free food and drinks the other day.
Anyway, they wanted to be off ASAP so, next day saw us on a small boat on the canal drifting away from the city at roughly two miles an hour. The fact that we were going uphill through a series of locks may have had something to do with that. It was raining for most of the trip so we were under shelter (well, mostly under shelter as far as the grey elves were concerned. Oh well .... could be worse.
After several hours of travel we got off the boat at a major canal junction. We were told that we needed to get Finessa (the lady goblin) to the temple as it is a good spot for her to lay her eggs. Doc also suspected we were off-plane as we seem to ‘ know what but we don’t know why which would lead us to who or whatever’ He did say that there was a big change coming. Whether or not that was the upcoming civil war remained to be seen.
We also got familiar with the weapons we had purchased. While target shooting with the bow, I discovered they had a spell for duplicating arrows which lead me to taking out the berry hanging off the branch I was aiming at, the leaf next to it ..... and the poor little birdie I was trying hard not to hit.  So time was spent co-ordinating spells and abilities so we could be a cohesive unit when the situation needed it.
One night while we were camping out, we saw a vehicle pass over in the air. All the goblins wanted us to keep quiet. I guess they didn’t want to attract any undue or unwanted attention. Later on I was speculating on what was above those clouds, especially sine some of their airships fly above them. I was told that the clouds were multi-layer, which explained why it was overcast all the time, and apparently there is more than one sun. Now, that, I definately want to see.
Doc also mentioned that there were a lot of things in the valley of the Giants that no one understands. Also things keep appearing and disappearing. The goblins are also interested in the caves under the Temple and there’s a rumour that a couple of the Princes are doing magic they shouldn’t. So, as we made our way overland we continued turning this group into a cohesive whole while teaching them how to fly. Finessa, we had to be careful with, because of her fragile cargo.
Upon arrival at those caves, what looked like to be bit of ordinary rock turned out to be curved columns. Many of the caves had their floors levelled and one of them had excellent acoustics – like a whispering chamber. Of course I had to test it by singing something in one of the fey languages. That was then we discovered there was a torus of perfect sound up in the air, and without my air wings, the only way to get up there was with the aid if an Install Flight. Turned out there was writing up at the forty foot mark which, after I transcribed it, turned out to be a coded message addressed to the Titans Mnemosyne and Prometheus. It said:
''To fruited leads born message prometheus song there to still city, Mnemosyne,  unsafely set remains urgent, mother Unknown it assume which of two rite eye kings thought grand The am passing and folly, thyme lost maid tears, main is Swiftly many remembrancer, land out send oat  and has of a breakers bringer real joint, trusted fresh out people oh agent slaves of and cur to for death, a said follow the burden portal spite my unspeakable of chamber that signs sauce longing near evr but of and deadly eye if weevil sweet veil was this''

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Game stuff

Season: Spring 817

GM Michael Parkinson
Night: Tuesdays ... beginning 26th September
Location: Commerce A (bldg114), University of Auckland [city campus] 6.30 for 7pm (tbc).

PARTY

  • Rhoswen, elf Binder (B. Saggers)
  • Aurora, elf Air (K. Smith)
  • Shiana, Fire; formerly human (J Saggers),
  • Sir Wojer, elf beginner air; fighter (I. Wood)


IMPORTANT NOTE: the game will be played with a simple opposed-rolling system and DQ-lite skills — the emphasis will be on swift, enjoyable playability.

EMPLOYER: Lord AnteCarzala, believed to be acting for friends.

PARTY: Contrary to the rumours, Sir Pru is not wanting god-bothering guild-members.

  • Not humans or giants — if you want to be (vaguely) close to your existing character. However any such humans or monsters enrolling will be retro-fitted into appropriate bodies: orc, dwarf, hobbit, goblin, almost elf(ish) ...
  • Definitely NO pacted characters — Research dictates that any such beings will definitely die, and worse.
  • Likewise, powerful or experienced beings would be too easily discovered or eventually tracked back to the Guild.
  • No equipment, mounts, familiars, etc, because you will not be going physically.
  • Don't worry though, you still might die if you do wrongly enough.
  • ... but probably will be resurrected (or the equivalent) in most cases.


All characters on the mission will be slightly transformed physically — partly for your own protection and to minimise subsequent "complications".



Mission & Background (only semi-relevant)

Subtitle: Part-1, Ye Prologue.

THE REAL MISSION: The employer's friends are represented by Lady Alecto (an elf of The Great Wood) from the Northern empire, One of its three Magistrates of Revenge Justice & Retribution (the Mean One) ... similar to a previous party-employer, Lady Fell (see Land_of_the_Mislaid), but not as sweet or charming, but a great fan of Dragons and their Virtues.

The never-to-be-named of Purple, or crone TeeN march (3,11 anagram), lost many of its human & black-orc subjects/army when the Great Flood came. (Thank you! Much appreciated!) But recently T.N. has swelled its ranks with non-corporeal Greater Undead rather than the usual Vampires. Your mission is to merely confirm what is happening. And do what you think best, or interesting. And not reveal employer's name/interests/Plane. (She's happy to Geas you, if that helps)

Of course, should you accidentally destroy critical stuff and ruin the native society, you will be well rewarded. It's not expected that the party will be capable of that, but his lordship has learnt to never underestimate destructive ability of a Guild party.

The semi-official rumours concerning "Operation Puissant Heroes":

  • It is believed that Lord AnteCarzala is convening a party of Mighty Guild-Members, mostly non-humans, to eliminate for the Dragonfolk of “West Capital” on the Plane of Purple an off-plane problem for said Dragons & folk.
  • As usual ... No necromancers, demon-worshippers, Undead, Atrocities, or Destinians.
  • A credible counter-rumour is that the MGM are headed to The Middle Kingdom (hence Sir Pru's involvement; high level; no horses; etc).

Should a few H-to-G.B. non-humans apply for the mission, they will be thanked and offered (should they wish it) to be transported off-plane, either for a free holiday or else training in exchange for high-quality non-adventure services ... up to enough disappearances to suggest a high-level party.


Scribe Notes

Go to see Sir Prudence at the Inn of the White Dragon. He turned out to be a gentleman with very white hair and elven features that were weather beaten. He’s also the Baron of AnteCarzala, sandwiched between Carzala on the south and Ranke on the north. We were told that Vepetus the Titan, on the Plane of Purple, had said to him that the ‘Necromancer’ there was now wearing a new body since being ‘killed’ previously. We decided to continue referring to him as the ‘Liquorice Allsort’. There were also floating pyramids in the air.

Also with him was Lady Electro, the Minister of Justice and Retribution. I got the impression she was part fae. The Liquorice AllSort had lost a lot of minions but he had managed to get forces from offplane – a plane from which nobody corporeal could come from. Lady Electro was also wearing a turban and I was starting to wonder if there were snakes underneath it.

We were going to go the same way, in some sort of astral travel and would end up in bodies on the other side. None of our equipment would go with us and there was a possibility that some of our abilities would also not transfer but we may pick up new ones on the other side. Also time over there ran faster than it did here.

So, the next day, we prepared to leave, lying down on some rather comfy cushions. We ended up in a small wood near a large town. I’m still an elf but looking older with grey hair and with a staff. I learnt that I was a ‘grey elf’, a lower caste of elf and all the males had been wiped out. Grey elves. This entire island we were on, was run by merchant princes with orcs and goblins making up most of the population. High Elves and dwarves had a high social status with the orcs and goblins in the middle and us grey elves right down at the bottom. Which is why most of them live in the wild woods and are considered to be wild creatures at best and evil baby eating witches at the worst. Speaking of witches, someone got rid of the Witch King – at least that’s what the bunch of dwarf merchants that we ran into said.

We were all linked by a mind speech so we could communicate and learnt about the situation, the currency, commerce, how society works etc etc etc. It was decided to go into the city in order to equip – yes, we had arrived with money, some sort of paper script with strange runes on it. The sky was overcast, couldn’t see the sun but we were told that the day was twenty hours long. Oh, and apparently we have five fingers and a thumb on each hand.

......

The Civil War is brought to you by the numbers 4 and 14. There is a Forbiddance Zone with Lightning bolts raining down on it. Quan’Toc. Liberators, Golden eggs. Lots of iron being pumped out of the volcano. Our ‘north bump’ is pointing in that direction. There’s an East Star? Apparently a lot of people would be alarmed if they knew the continent was this close. There are chaos incursions out to the bay in the east. There are a bunch of travellers wanting an escort to the Temple on Concord. Chaos seems to be getting worse since the death of the Witch King. Stay clear of the old governor’s place. Grey Elves can make money by selling ceramic tiles. Toen built by Quan’Toc’s father - where the UnNamed One came from. Started construction 550 years ago, finished in a couple of decades. East Star is a citadel to stop people getting to the mainland.

A few days pass.

.........

“If the dwarves aren’t in charge of the important stuff, the world would go to hell”. We get sent back to the inn and meet up with a goblin called ‘Doc’ with half a dozen followers. They’re the ones wanting to go to the Temple of Conchord. We were also moved to a suite of rooms so we could stay together. Of course there was a lot of Daing going on between us and them, or at least, whatever else that could be come up with. I must remind my self to either quest for a DA talent or invest in DA potions when we get back. We were told, at this time, that their reason for going there is because, it’s a goblin matter, it’s not important, but it would be nice to travel with others. The other spot they recommend we look at is the Valley of the Giants. Also, from what we could determine was their E&E mage had only one of the ‘E’s but we weren’t sure which one. Also their ‘air mage’ turned out to be an earth mage. They also told us that our yellow sashes are just far enough removed from the local Imperial Yellow in order to be ‘off duty’. That explains why Sir Wojer was getting a lot of free food and drinks the other day.

Anyway, they wanted to be off ASAP so, next day saw us on a small boat on the canal drifting away from the city at roughly two miles an hour. The fact that we were going uphill through a series of locks may have had something to do with that. It was raining for most of the trip so we were under shelter (well, mostly under shelter as far as the grey elves were concerned. Oh well .... could be worse.

After several hours of travel we got off the boat at a major canal junction. We were told that we needed to get Finessa (the lady goblin) to the temple as it is a good spot for her to lay her eggs. Doc also suspected we were off-plane as we seem to ‘ know what but we don’t know why which would lead us to who or whatever’ He did say that there was a big change coming. Whether or not that was the upcoming civil war remained to be seen.

We also got familiar with the weapons we had purchased. While target shooting with the bow, I discovered they had a spell for duplicating arrows which lead me to taking out the berry hanging off the branch I was aiming at, the leaf next to it ..... and the poor little birdie I was trying hard not to hit. So time was spent co-ordinating spells and abilities so we could be a cohesive unit when the situation needed it.

One night while we were camping out, we saw a vehicle pass over in the air. All the goblins wanted us to keep quiet. I guess they didn’t want to attract any undue or unwanted attention. Later on I was speculating on what was above those clouds, especially sine some of their airships fly above them. I was told that the clouds were multi-layer, which explained why it was overcast all the time, and apparently there is more than one sun. Now, that, I definately want to see.

Doc also mentioned that there were a lot of things in the valley of the Giants that no one understands. Also things keep appearing and disappearing. The goblins are also interested in the caves under the Temple and there’s a rumour that a couple of the Princes are doing magic they shouldn’t. So, as we made our way overland we continued turning this group into a cohesive whole while teaching them how to fly. Finessa, we had to be careful with, because of her fragile cargo.

Upon arrival at those caves, what looked like to be bit of ordinary rock turned out to be curved columns. Many of the caves had their floors levelled and one of them had excellent acoustics – like a whispering chamber. Of course I had to test it by singing something in one of the fey languages. That was then we discovered there was a torus of perfect sound up in the air, and without my air wings, the only way to get up there was with the aid if an Install Flight. Turned out there was writing up at the forty foot mark which, after I transcribed it, turned out to be a coded message addressed to the Titans Mnemosyne and Prometheus. It said:

To fruited leads born message prometheus song there to still city, Mnemosyne, unsafely set remains urgent, mother Unknown it assume which of two rite eye kings thought grand The am passing and folly, thyme lost maid tears, main is Swiftly many remembrancer, land out send oat and has of a breakers bringer real joint, trusted fresh out people oh agent slaves of and cur to for death, a said follow the burden portal spite my unspeakable of chamber that signs sauce longing near evr but of and deadly eye if weevil sweet veil was this