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	Human, Fellow War Chief, performs juggling feats - not what one necessarily wants in a war leader - although to volunteerily suffer this indignity in public, he must be truly fearsome as a warrior......but even this does not raise a glimmer of mirth amongst these down mouthed civilians.		Human, Fellow War Chief, performs juggling feats - not what one necessarily wants in a war leader - although to volunteerily suffer this indignity in public, he must be truly fearsome as a warrior......but even this does not raise a glimmer of mirth amongst these down mouthed civilians.

	In the morning ('''Meadow 6''') the mages are all moaning claiming they cannot "~~purifyâ€~~ due to lack of mana (backbone more like it). - so at 10.00 am after obtaing directions from the guard we set about the education of Albrecht - by finding him. ...turns out he is studying with Bertrand a Notary - some sort of abacus rattler with ink stains all over his fingers- although apprerently held in high esteem by the weasel class (bueracrats & shopkeepers) that inhabit cities. Hardly surprising but Albrecht is not interested in coming with us, does not think he needs to be made a man of & would rather be a notary.....& Bertrand claims he is also indentured & may not leave anyway - a slave? My suggestions, in the face of this mealy mouthed nonsense, of a direct approach ( I have brought a large sack with me) is rejected and we leave to think of a plan to some how persuade him.		In the morning ('''Meadow 6''') the mages are all moaning claiming they cannot "purify" due to lack of mana (backbone more like it). - so at 10.00 am after obtaing directions from the guard we set about the education of Albrecht - by finding him. ...turns out he is studying with Bertrand a Notary - some sort of abacus rattler with ink stains all over his fingers- although apprerently held in high esteem by the weasel class (bueracrats & shopkeepers) that inhabit cities. Hardly surprising but Albrecht is not interested in coming with us, does not think he needs to be made a man of & would rather be a notary.....& Bertrand claims he is also indentured & may not leave anyway - a slave? My suggestions, in the face of this mealy mouthed nonsense, of a direct approach ( I have brought a large sack with me) is rejected and we leave to think of a plan to some how persuade him.

	Searching local stores I come across a military book telling the war secrets of the Stenefen Clan, enemies of my family which seems a bargain at 2250 sp. My library with three tomes (all about fighting if you must know) is now fairly bulging.		Searching local stores I come across a military book telling the war secrets of the Stenefen Clan, enemies of my family which seems a bargain at 2250 sp. My library with three tomes (all about fighting if you must know) is now fairly bulging.

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	Human, Fellow War Chief, performs juggling feats - not what one necessarily wants in a war leader - although to volunteerily suffer this indignity in public, he must be truly fearsome as a warriorâ€¦â€¦but even this does not raise a glimmer of mirth amongst these down mouthed civilians.		Human, Fellow War Chief, performs juggling feats - not what one necessarily wants in a war leader - although to volunteerily suffer this indignity in public, he must be truly fearsome as a warriorâ€¦â€¦but even this does not raise a glimmer of mirth amongst these down mouthed civilians.

	In the morning ('''Meadow 6''') the mages are all moaning claiming they cannot ~~â€œpurifyâ€~~ due to lack of mana (backbone more like it). - so at 10.00 am after obtaing directions from the guard we set about the education of Albrecht - by finding him. ...turns out he is studying with Bertrand a Notary - some sort of abacus rattler with ink stains all over his fingers- although apprerently held in high esteem by the weasel class (bueracrats & shopkeepers) that inhabit cities. Hardly surprising but Albrecht is not interested in coming with us, does not think he needs to be made a man of & would rather be a notaryâ€¦..& Bertrand claims he is also indentured & may not leave anyway - a slave? My suggestions, in the face of this mealy mouthed nonsense, of a direct approach ( I have brought a large sack with me) is rejected and we leave to think of a plan to some how persuade him.		In the morning ('''Meadow 6''') the mages are all moaning claiming they cannot "purifyâ€ due to lack of mana (backbone more like it). - so at 10.00 am after obtaing directions from the guard we set about the education of Albrecht - by finding him. ...turns out he is studying with Bertrand a Notary - some sort of abacus rattler with ink stains all over his fingers- although apprerently held in high esteem by the weasel class (bueracrats & shopkeepers) that inhabit cities. Hardly surprising but Albrecht is not interested in coming with us, does not think he needs to be made a man of & would rather be a notaryâ€¦..& Bertrand claims he is also indentured & may not leave anyway - a slave? My suggestions, in the face of this mealy mouthed nonsense, of a direct approach ( I have brought a large sack with me) is rejected and we leave to think of a plan to some how persuade him.

	Searching local stores I come across a military book telling the war secrets of the Stenefen Clan, enemies of my family which seems a bargain at 2250 sp. My library with three tomes (all about fighting if you must know) is now fairly bulging.		Searching local stores I come across a military book telling the war secrets of the Stenefen Clan, enemies of my family which seems a bargain at 2250 sp. My library with three tomes (all about fighting if you must know) is now fairly bulging.

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	The ale starts to flow, songs begin to be sung and the chieftain's wife is in the process of measuring Albrecht's thumb and giving him a knowing look, with much raucous cackling by her friends. Her daughter flutters her eyelashes and makes cow-eyes at Albrecht,.		The ale starts to flow, songs begin to be sung and the chieftain's wife is in the process of measuring Albrecht's thumb and giving him a knowing look, with much raucous cackling by her friends. Her daughter flutters her eyelashes and makes cow-eyes at Albrecht,.

	... but she is not making cow eyes for too long, and the ale that has been flowing is spilt as it turns there is a good reason for not recognising most of the children "captives" and that is because - suddenly 5 of the "children" turn on us while others head for the chieftains hut. "~~you~~ fools" the Mayor cries, "you've invited the fae into our village." We are caught unawares without full armour and weapons. Dark clouds gather overhead. No time to take umbrage at this insult from the chief indeed it would be churlish in the circumstances. A melee erupts. The songstress is locked in spell combat as are other mages from our party. One turns into some toothy weasel like creature and runs up Ben's trousers attacking his "manly orbs" .. eventually eating one.... I jump on one sizzling it with my iron armour. One makes it to the chieftain's hut and heads straight toward a large exoticly decorated chest - a great mana source the mages later claim - but with Veor's spell assistance I wrestle him to the ground before he can swipe it. At the end, two have escaped by cutting a hole in the air with their fae knives, stepping into the hole and disappearing, two have been captured and bound in iron manacles and the rest destroyed. The two fae "children" who have been invited into the village mean that effectively the fae have a free entry ticket hence forth.		... but she is not making cow eyes for too long, and the ale that has been flowing is spilt as it turns there is a good reason for not recognising most of the children "captives" and that is because - suddenly 5 of the "children"reveal themselves to be fae and some turn on us while others head for the chieftains hut. "You fools" the Mayor cries, "you've invited the fae into our village." We are caught unawares without full armour and weapons. Dark clouds gather overhead. No time to take umbrage at this insult from the chief indeed it would be churlish in the circumstances. A melee erupts. The songstress is locked in spell combat as are other mages from our party. One fae turns into some toothy weasel like creature and runs up Ben's trousers attacking his "manly orbs" .. eventually eating one.... I jump on one sizzling it with my iron armour. One makes it to the chieftain's hut and heads straight toward a large exoticly decorated chest - a great mana source the mages later claim - but with Veor's spell assistance I wrestle him to the ground before he can swipe it. At the end, two have escaped by cutting a hole in the air with their fae knives, stepping into the hole and disappearing, two have been captured and bound in iron manacles and the rest destroyed. The two fae "children" who have been invited into the village mean that effectively the fae have a free entry ticket hence forth.

	The next day, the two captives initially appear to have escaped but Veor's sight into the spirit world shows that the sneaky fae swine are still there but hiding behind an illusion. ~~For~~ starts talking to them. They reveal: the chiefs chest s a fae place of power, and the locals are occupying a fae place of power. The fae court itself is ~~ver~~ factionalised - & the people we have been fighting are "kindred allies" in the Court. We decide the only way to influence the fae is to create an aura of power around us. The mages create a magical image of this for the prisoners - a giant tree (Ygdrasil?) a court including throne etc made of ice, Aurora attempts ( against her nature) to act in an imperious manner making stern demands of the fae to leave the villagers be - & when she isn't the rest of us step in glaring at the prisoners with the sort of rage Thor would have if some one stole his hemmer - finally Vlad who has a dark heart and few scruples - pokes the fae cruelly & they are intimidated. They are told the must bring to us their leader, who they call ~~cottonbud.~~ One fae is kept prisoner ( & licked menacingly by Ben the tiger - whose "chariot" may now only be powered by "one horse" but is still menacing ( not to me of course) but you wouldn't want to be so close to a giant ~~tiger~~ having earlier bitten off part of said ~~tiger's~~ manly parts. The other fae uses his little ~~kind~~ to cut a hole in the air through which he dissapears...		The next day, the two captives initially appear to have escaped but Veor's sight into the spirit world shows that the sneaky fae swine are still there but hiding behind an illusion. Veor starts talking to them. They reveal: the chiefs chest s a fae place of power, and the locals are occupying a fae place of power. The fae court itself is very factionalised - & the people we have been fighting are "kindred allies" in the Court. We decide the only way to influence the fae is to create an aura of power around us. The mages create a magical image of this for the prisoners - a giant tree (Ygdrasil?) a court including throne etc made of ice, Aurora attempts ( against her nature) to act in an imperious manner making stern demands of the fae to leave the villagers be - & when she isn't the rest of us step in glaring at the prisoners with the sort of rage Thor would have if some one stole his hemmer - finally Vlad who has a dark heart and few scruples - pokes the fae cruelly & they are intimidated. They are told the must bring to us their leader, who they call Cottonbud - it must be irony that name for what lord would chose a name like that unless he was extremely tough? One fae is kept prisoner ( & licked menacingly by Ben the tiger - whose "chariot" may now only be powered by "one horse" but is still menacing ( not to me personally of course) but you wouldn't want to be so close to a giant angry cat having earlier bitten off part of said giant cats manly parts. The other fae uses his little knife to cut a hole in the air through which he dissapears...

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	The ale starts to flow, songs begin to be sung and the chieftain's wife is in the process of measuring Albrecht's thumb and giving him a knowing look, with much raucous cackling by her friends. Her daughter flutters her eyelashes and makes cow-eyes at Albrecht,.		The ale starts to flow, songs begin to be sung and the chieftain's wife is in the process of measuring Albrecht's thumb and giving him a knowing look, with much raucous cackling by her friends. Her daughter flutters her eyelashes and makes cow-eyes at Albrecht,.

	... but she is not making cow eyes for too long, and the ale that has been flowing is spilt as it turns there is a good reason for not recognising most of the children "captives" and that is because - suddenly 5 of the "children" turn on us while others head for the chieftains hut. "you fools" the Mayor cries, "you've invited the ~~face~~ into our village." We are caught unawares without full armour and weapons. Dark clouds gather overhead. No time to take umbrage at this insult indeed it would be churlish in the circumstances. The songstress is locked in spell combat as are other mages from our party. One turns into some toothy weasel like creature and runs up Ben's trousers attacking his "manly orbs" .. eventually eating one.... I jump on one sizzling it with my iron armour. On makes it to the chieftain's hut and ~~head~~ straight toward a large ~~exotics~~ chest - a great mana source the mages ~~alter~~ claim - but with Veor's spell assistance I wrestle him to the ground. At the end, two have escaped by cutting a hole in the air with their fae knives, stepping into the hole and disappearing, two have been captured and bound in iron manacles and the rest destroyed. The two fae "children" who have been invited into the village mean that effectively the fae have a free entry ticket.		... but she is not making cow eyes for too long, and the ale that has been flowing is spilt as it turns there is a good reason for not recognising most of the children "captives" and that is because - suddenly 5 of the "children" turn on us while others head for the chieftains hut. "you fools" the Mayor cries, "you've invited the fae into our village." We are caught unawares without full armour and weapons. Dark clouds gather overhead. No time to take umbrage at this insult from the chief indeed it would be churlish in the circumstances. A melee erupts. The songstress is locked in spell combat as are other mages from our party. One turns into some toothy weasel like creature and runs up Ben's trousers attacking his "manly orbs" .. eventually eating one.... I jump on one sizzling it with my iron armour. One makes it to the chieftain's hut and heads straight toward a large exoticly decorated chest - a great mana source the mages later claim - but with Veor's spell assistance I wrestle him to the ground before he can swipe it. At the end, two have escaped by cutting a hole in the air with their fae knives, stepping into the hole and disappearing, two have been captured and bound in iron manacles and the rest destroyed. The two fae "children" who have been invited into the village mean that effectively the fae have a free entry ticket hence forth.

	The next day, the two captives appear to have escaped but Veor's sight into the spirit world shows that the sneaky fae swine are still there but hiding behind an illusion. For starts talking to them. They reveal: the chiefs chest s a fae place of power, and the locals are occupying a fae place of power. The fae court itself is ver factionalised - & the people we have been fighting are "kindred allies" in the Court. We decide the only way to influence the fae is to create an aura of power around us. The mages create a magical image of this for the prisoners - a giant tree (Ygdrasil?) a court including throne etc made of ice, Aurora attempts ( against her nature) to act in an imperious manner making stern demands of the fae to leave the villagers be - & when she isn't the rest of us step in glaring at the prisoners with the sort of rage Thor would have if some one stole his hemmer - finally Vlad who has a dark heart and few scruples - pokes the fae cruelly & they are intimidated. They are told the must bring to us their leader, who they call cottonbud. One fae is kept prisoner ( & licked menacingly by Ben the tiger - whose "chariot" may now only be powered by "one horse" but is still menacing ( not to me of course) but you wouldn't want to be so close to a giant tiger having earlier bitten off part of said tiger's manly parts. The other fae uses his little kind to cut a hole in the air through which he dissapears...		The next day, the two captives initially appear to have escaped but Veor's sight into the spirit world shows that the sneaky fae swine are still there but hiding behind an illusion. For starts talking to them. They reveal: the chiefs chest s a fae place of power, and the locals are occupying a fae place of power. The fae court itself is ver factionalised - & the people we have been fighting are "kindred allies" in the Court. We decide the only way to influence the fae is to create an aura of power around us. The mages create a magical image of this for the prisoners - a giant tree (Ygdrasil?) a court including throne etc made of ice, Aurora attempts ( against her nature) to act in an imperious manner making stern demands of the fae to leave the villagers be - & when she isn't the rest of us step in glaring at the prisoners with the sort of rage Thor would have if some one stole his hemmer - finally Vlad who has a dark heart and few scruples - pokes the fae cruelly & they are intimidated. They are told the must bring to us their leader, who they call cottonbud. One fae is kept prisoner ( & licked menacingly by Ben the tiger - whose "chariot" may now only be powered by "one horse" but is still menacing ( not to me of course) but you wouldn't want to be so close to a giant tiger having earlier bitten off part of said tiger's manly parts. The other fae uses his little kind to cut a hole in the air through which he dissapears...

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	... but she is not making cow eyes for too long, and the ale that has been flowing is spilt as it turns there is a good reason for not recognising most of the children "captives" and that is because - suddenly 5 of the "children" turn on us while others head for the chieftains hut. "you fools" the Mayor cries, "you've invited the face into our village." We are caught unawares without full armour and weapons. Dark clouds gather overhead. No time to take umbrage at this insult indeed it would be churlish in the circumstances. The songstress is locked in spell combat as are other mages from our party. One turns into some toothy weasel like creature and runs up Ben's trousers attacking his "manly orbs" .. eventually eating one.... I jump on one sizzling it with my iron armour. On makes it to the chieftain's hut and head straight toward a large exotics chest - a great mana source the mages alter claim - but with Veor's spell assistance I wrestle him to the ground. At the end, two have escaped by cutting a hole in the air with their fae knives, stepping into the hole and disappearing, two have been captured and bound in iron manacles and the rest destroyed. The two fae "children" who have been invited into the village mean that effectively the fae have a free entry ticket.		... but she is not making cow eyes for too long, and the ale that has been flowing is spilt as it turns there is a good reason for not recognising most of the children "captives" and that is because - suddenly 5 of the "children" turn on us while others head for the chieftains hut. "you fools" the Mayor cries, "you've invited the face into our village." We are caught unawares without full armour and weapons. Dark clouds gather overhead. No time to take umbrage at this insult indeed it would be churlish in the circumstances. The songstress is locked in spell combat as are other mages from our party. One turns into some toothy weasel like creature and runs up Ben's trousers attacking his "manly orbs" .. eventually eating one.... I jump on one sizzling it with my iron armour. On makes it to the chieftain's hut and head straight toward a large exotics chest - a great mana source the mages alter claim - but with Veor's spell assistance I wrestle him to the ground. At the end, two have escaped by cutting a hole in the air with their fae knives, stepping into the hole and disappearing, two have been captured and bound in iron manacles and the rest destroyed. The two fae "children" who have been invited into the village mean that effectively the fae have a free entry ticket.

	The next day, the two captives appear to have escaped but Veor's sight into the spirit world shows that the sneaky fae swine are still there but hiding behind an illusion. For starts talking to them. They reveal: the chiefs chest s a fae place of power, and the locals are occupying a fae place of power. The fae court itself is ver factionalised - & the people we have been fighting are "kindred allies" in the Court. We decide the only way to influence the fae is to create an aura of power around us. The mages create a magical image of this for the prisoners - a giant tree (Ygdrasil?) a court including throne etc made of ice, Aurora attempts ( against her nature) to act in an imperious manner making stern demands of the fae to leave the villagers be - & when she isn't the rest of us step in glaring at the prisoners with the sort of rage Thor would have if some one stole his hemmer - finally Vlad who has a dark heart and few scruples - pokes the fae cruelly & are intimidated. ~~The~~ are told to ~~bring~~ their leader, who they call ~~cottonwood~~. On fae is		The next day, the two captives appear to have escaped but Veor's sight into the spirit world shows that the sneaky fae swine are still there but hiding behind an illusion. For starts talking to them. They reveal: the chiefs chest s a fae place of power, and the locals are occupying a fae place of power. The fae court itself is ver factionalised - & the people we have been fighting are "kindred allies" in the Court. We decide the only way to influence the fae is to create an aura of power around us. The mages create a magical image of this for the prisoners - a giant tree (Ygdrasil?) a court including throne etc made of ice, Aurora attempts ( against her nature) to act in an imperious manner making stern demands of the fae to leave the villagers be - & when she isn't the rest of us step in glaring at the prisoners with the sort of rage Thor would have if some one stole his hemmer - finally Vlad who has a dark heart and few scruples - pokes the fae cruelly & they are intimidated. They are told the must bring to us their leader, who they call cottonbud. One fae is kept prisoner ( & licked menacingly by Ben the tiger - whose "chariot" may now only be powered by "one horse" but is still menacing ( not to me of course) but you wouldn't want to be so close to a giant tiger having earlier bitten off part of said tiger's manly parts. The other fae uses his little kind to cut a hole in the air through which he dissapears...

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	Human the Fool and I shall share the duties as joint war chiefs - the more Generals the better as more ideas confuse the enemy. Aaron a warrior and Sorcerer shall be our leader.		Human the Fool and I shall share the duties as joint war chiefs - the more Generals the better as more ideas confuse the enemy. Aaron a warrior and Sorcerer shall be our leader.

	'''Meadow 1''' Our employer, from Aquila is Alfred von Doodle, aside from his bristling blond moustache, firm jaw, broad shoulders and square head, is in fact only a merchant who, but about to get an upgrade to a Viscount, no doubt having slipped a big bag of silver shekels to the Duke - it seems anyone can become noble these days...Anyway he is concerned that his son, Albrecht a bookish theoric from Rotweilstein in the county of Feisenheim to the north of Konnigsberg, (famous for its dogs); needs to be made fit to be a ~~Viscountâ€™s~~ heir - or more specifically to be made a man of so that his subjects will take him seriously & not stick his head on a pole .... That is our task - we are told to take him on an adventure, help him kill a troll or two, rescue a damsel - all very embarrassing really for warriors of our ilk - but the pay is good - the transferal of a debt for 170,000 silvers from a Baron Reith. There may be some issues in these spscifics as Veior and Ben apparently have a kinship with trolls although in other aspects (shapeshifting abilities aside) they both seem rather normal (at least in the guild meaning of normal),.. anyway they may not be too keen on killing their relatives.		'''Meadow 1''' Our employer, from Aquila is Alfred von Doodle, aside from his bristling blond moustache, firm jaw, broad shoulders and square head, is in fact only a merchant who, but about to get an upgrade to a Viscount, no doubt having slipped a big bag of silver shekels to the Duke - it seems anyone can become noble these days...Anyway he is concerned that his son, Albrecht a bookish theoric from Rotweilstein in the county of Feisenheim to the north of Konnigsberg, (famous for its dogs); needs to be made fit to be a Viscount's heir - or more specifically to be made a man of so that his subjects will take him seriously & not stick his head on a pole .... That is our task - we are told to take him on an adventure, help him kill a troll or two, rescue a damsel - all very embarrassing really for warriors of our ilk - but the pay is good - the transferal of a debt for 170,000 silvers from a Baron Reith. There may be some issues in these spscifics as Veior and Ben apparently have a kinship with trolls although in other aspects (shapeshifting abilities aside) they both seem rather normal (at least in the guild meaning of normal),.. anyway they may not be too keen on killing their relatives.

	Veior, confirming this relationship to trolls with unseemly manners immediately volunteers the services of Aurora to assist in the "up manning".,...... but prowess in the bedchamber would be too easy - Alfred says it has to involve the spilling of blood & martial rather than marital endeacvour . We are advanced 10,000 sp and given local information - in Rotweilstein healing magic is scarce, in fact so scarce that the locals have taken to honour duelling - i.e to first blood only. Food costs 3 times the usual rate. Accomodation and services cost half, Magic costs 10 times.		Veior, confirming this relationship to trolls with unseemly manners immediately volunteers the services of Aurora to assist in the "up manning".,...... but prowess in the bedchamber would be too easy - Alfred says it has to involve the spilling of blood & martial rather than marital endeacvour . We are advanced 10,000 sp and given local information - in Rotweilstein healing magic is scarce, in fact so scarce that the locals have taken to honour duelling - i.e to first blood only. Food costs 3 times the usual rate. Accomodation and services cost half, Magic costs 10 times.

	'''Meadow 2-3''' A mighty feast is held over the next two days - ales flows and ~~Odinâ€™s~~ honour is toasted properly before we set off on our request. Some of the others make preparations.		'''Meadow 2-3''' A mighty feast is held over the next two days - ales flows and Odin's honour is toasted properly before we set off on our request. Some of the others make preparations.

	'''Meadow 4-5''' We travel by some cloud magic with our horses that one of the mages has cooked up - I forget which, they all look the same until you get to know them (I mean the mages not the horses) . This takes two days. At Bowcourt we obtain the necessary permits for Konnigsberg. Flying on the lands have vbeen severly damaged by war- someone from a farming background says the top soil has all been removed. Innesberg is a small island city flaoying in a lake.. we land at Oxforfrei?		'''Meadow 4-5''' We travel by some cloud magic with our horses that one of the mages has cooked up - I forget which, they all look the same until you get to know them (I mean the mages not the horses) . This takes two days. At Bowcourt we obtain the necessary permits for Konnigsberg. Flying on the lands have vbeen severly damaged by war- someone from a farming background says the top soil has all been removed. Innesberg is a small island city flaoying in a lake.. we land at Oxforfrei?
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	So I will get through this bit fairly quickly, but the peril we faced should not be underestimated.		So I will get through this bit fairly quickly, but the peril we faced should not be underestimated.

	The forest needless to say is well infested with the fae popping in and out of the spirit world, through their circles of mushrooms, like spiteful maggots. Anyway when Aurora disappears through one of these , we follow her through, arriving in their realm before a Dark Fae Lord seated on a Stone throne with his Court of Chaos, guards, with a feast laid out before us. Aaron arrives struck with severe wounds and is decapitated - but somehow alive. Their polite but sly offers of hospitality are frequent and tempting - but none of our party, forewarned, are tricked in to supping. Nonetheless, their fae tricks distort our perceptions and seek to trap us. The Fae Lord greets Aurora as a someone familiar, eh ~~whatâ€™s~~ this a serpent in our midst? .....but then in a foul and treacherous move betraying the law of a good host - reaches forth and tears the silver spirit cord (which we can see here in the fae realm) from her body. Full glasses of wine and mead appear in our hands, a cake and fork appear in ~~Humanâ€™s~~ hands ...it would be so easy to be tempted to consume their food or drink and then be trapped forever - Human with his ~~Foolâ€™s~~ skills quickly begins juggling, somehow mesmerising the fae. Aaron appears to be grievously dismembered before our eyes but somehow lives. Amid this madness, Aurora and Aaron ~~spiritâ€™s~~- appearing as silver cords are flowing away. We escape somehow, but Aurora, unlike Aaron was never able to secure her spirit within her body, and when emerging in the woods in the world of men and beasts, she perishes - her body is empty and lifeless.		The forest needless to say is well infested with the fae popping in and out of the spirit world, through their circles of mushrooms, like spiteful maggots. Anyway when Aurora disappears through one of these , we follow her through, arriving in their realm before a Dark Fae Lord seated on a Stone throne with his Court of Chaos, guards, with a feast laid out before us. Aaron arrives struck with severe wounds and is decapitated - but somehow alive. Their polite but sly offers of hospitality are frequent and tempting - but none of our party, forewarned, are tricked in to supping. Nonetheless, their fae tricks distort our perceptions and seek to trap us. The Fae Lord greets Aurora as a someone familiar, eh what's this a serpent in our midst? .....but then in a foul and treacherous move betraying the law of a good host - reaches forth and tears the silver spirit cord (which we can see here in the fae realm) from her body. Full glasses of wine and mead appear in our hands, a cake and fork appear in Human's hands ...it would be so easy to be tempted to consume their food or drink and then be trapped forever - Human with his Fool's skills quickly begins juggling, somehow mesmerising the fae. Aaron appears to be grievously dismembered before our eyes but somehow lives. Amid this madness, Aurora and Aaron spirit's- appearing as silver cords are flowing away. We escape somehow, but Aurora, unlike Aaron was never able to secure her spirit within her body, and when emerging in the woods in the world of men and beasts, she perishes - her body is empty and lifeless.

	We make sure ~~Auroraâ€™s~~ body is preserved and then plan our next move. Veor through magic creates a glacier of ice to crush the wood- but fae kings magic from deep in the fae realm - responds with an equally sized glacier....Veor attempts a blast of magic fire that also is resisted		We make sure Aurora's body is preserved and then plan our next move. Veor through magic creates a glacier of ice to crush the wood- but fae kings magic from deep in the fae realm - responds with an equally sized glacier....Veor attempts a blast of magic fire that also is resisted

	Only one thing for it - I seek the wisdom of Odin, foremost of the gods. He will have no time for these cowardly back-biting weasel vermin who never stand forth like men (or women even - some of the shield-maidens in the guild are damned tough) to actually stare you in the eye & face you fair and square in combat but rely on magic and trickery like thrice cursed Loki - I can say his name because he is tied up somewhere. One of the forest deer is summoned forth by Vlad the mind mage to do the honours. I slit its throat as a sacrifice and hang from a giant tree - honour to Odin & a slap in the face to the fae king right in his own forest where it hurts. I am guided by ~~Odinâ€™s~~ hand - a clear path shown by the night time stars leads me back to the village - protected from the fae illusions , to a woman known as the songstress who I know will help us. Ben meanwhile has got lost in the woods tricked by illusions which made him believe I was being lead to my doom by the fae.		Only one thing for it - I seek the wisdom of Odin, foremost of the gods. He will have no time for these cowardly back-biting weasel vermin who never stand forth like men (or women even - some of the shield-maidens in the guild are damned tough) to actually stare you in the eye & face you fair and square in combat but rely on magic and trickery like thrice cursed Loki - I can say his name because he is tied up somewhere. One of the forest deer is summoned forth by Vlad the mind mage to do the honours. I slit its throat as a sacrifice and hang from a giant tree - honour to Odin & a slap in the face to the fae king right in his own forest where it hurts. I am guided by Odin's hand - a clear path shown by the night time stars leads me back to the village - protected from the fae illusions , to a woman known as the songstress who I know will help us. Ben meanwhile has got lost in the woods tricked by illusions which made him believe I was being lead to my doom by the fae.

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	In the morning the songstress, armed with breakfast - soup and buns - & I return. Ben is located by ~~Aaronâ€™s~~ spell in the middle of the forest. The songstress then sings a mysterious song that she says has magically sent the forest (& the fae) to sleep. Through ~~Vladâ€™s~~ esp spell and ~~Aaronâ€™s~~ locate spell Ben is sought. Maybe they are asleep but still illusions, strangeness and queer happenings are everywhere - Ben appearing in his hound form is about to devour a white rabbit . An illusionary wound appears on ~~Humanâ€™s~~ leg - and Ben and also ~~Auroraâ€™s~~ spirit are found inside wriggling about like maggots - the strangeness knows no bounds......They are pulled out & Aurora repatriated with her body apparently as sound as ~~Tyrâ€™s~~ stumpy arm..		In the morning the songstress, armed with breakfast - soup and buns - & I return. Ben is located by Aaron's spell in the middle of the forest. The songstress then sings a mysterious song that she says has magically sent the forest (& the fae) to sleep. Through Vlad's esp spell and Aaron's locate spell Ben is sought. Maybe they are asleep but still illusions, strangeness and queer happenings are everywhere - Ben appearing in his hound form is about to devour a white rabbit . An illusionary wound appears on Human's leg - and Ben and also Aurora's spirit are found inside wriggling about like maggots - the strangeness knows no bounds......They are pulled out & Aurora repatriated with her body apparently as sound as Tyr's stumpy arm..

	....now that we are altogether we can find those kids - Hansel and Gretel or what ever they are called.		....now that we are altogether we can find those kids - Hansel and Gretel or what ever they are called.

	We walk through a meadow, up a hill where there is a giant tree it reaches to the clouds. On the other side of this we find a faerie ring of mushrooms -! Aha this is what we came for. Albrecht & I walk inside - easy enough and there reside a number of children. Unfortunately we then cant get out despite our best efforts. After what seems like hours we are attacked by a hideous giant troll which enters the faerie realm - all warts, fangs, pendulous belly and slimy green drool - but which runs in terror when it sees the glint of my spear & ~~Albrechtâ€™s~~ mattock - maybe trolls are more cowardly then I thought or perhaps its just heard my latest saga and recognises Albrecht & I (or so it seemed until Veor later claims it was actually her in her true spirit form and she was trying to lead us out....which is all a bit too much information. Certainly if my spirit looked like that I would not tell anyone - especially not womenfolk who might not favour a man with a troll soul despite what his deeds at war might be). Eventually we do escape after still more searching finds another hidden fae ring .....but only to exit on a windswept glacier somewhere near my northern homeland fit must be for the aurora borealis fill the night sky. After sheltering briefly, Odin guides my eyes and the stars point clearly to a path that leads to a moon bow - very rare - which we enter. On desiring to be back at the village we are transported there instantly and magically, just as the remainder of the party returns.		We walk through a meadow, up a hill where there is a giant tree it reaches to the clouds. On the other side of this we find a faerie ring of mushrooms -! Aha this is what we came for. Albrecht & I walk inside - easy enough and there reside a number of children. Unfortunately we then cant get out despite our best efforts. After what seems like hours we are attacked by a hideous giant troll which enters the faerie realm - all warts, fangs, pendulous belly and slimy green drool - but which runs in terror when it sees the glint of my spear & Albrecht's mattock - maybe trolls are more cowardly then I thought or perhaps its just heard my latest saga and recognises Albrecht & I (or so it seemed until Veor later claims it was actually her in her true spirit form and she was trying to lead us out....which is all a bit too much information. Certainly if my spirit looked like that I would not tell anyone - especially not womenfolk who might not favour a man with a troll soul despite what his deeds at war might be). Eventually we do escape after still more searching finds another hidden fae ring .....but only to exit on a windswept glacier somewhere near my northern homeland fit must be for the aurora borealis fill the night sky. After sheltering briefly, Odin guides my eyes and the stars point clearly to a path that leads to a moon bow - very rare - which we enter. On desiring to be back at the village we are transported there instantly and magically, just as the remainder of the party returns.

	The feast is enormous and Albrecht is the hero of the hour with his name toasted by all for resuming the chilbrdren who the whole village are glad to see ......but strangely do not recognise then all - who knows how long they have been in the faerie world........Human entertains, I compose saga and the songstress sets about singing a song to the children which seems to calm them...she then accompanies one of my sagas with a flute...		The feast is enormous and Albrecht is the hero of the hour with his name toasted by all for resuming the chilbrdren who the whole village are glad to see ......but strangely do not recognise then all - who knows how long they have been in the faerie world........Human entertains, I compose saga and the songstress sets about singing a song to the children which seems to calm them...she then accompanies one of my sagas with a flute...

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