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Post by kyri on Jun 9, 2019 19:55:36 GMT 1
Kyri was traveling across a mountain she looked out off the cliffs over the plains below watching the
beasts wandering the plains, the light began to dim the animals below stopped moving, seemingly not
knowing what to do, kyri looked up wondering what was happening the light went leaving her in pitch
darkness, with no time to set camp, she sat on the cliff edge and waited...
Below a terrible noise arose as all the animals cried in terror whether an omen for good or ill time would
tell.
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Post by kyri on Jun 13, 2019 16:28:11 GMT 1
The noise below abated after a time Kyri sat in the darkness a couple of hours passed then slowly the light returned she didnt know what strangness had passed in front of sun it didnt seem solid prehaps the ancients would know , she set off to find out
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Post by stratosphere on Jun 14, 2019 19:24:05 GMT 1
Strat woke with a long, slow, painful groan.
'ha man, thia is the mammoth of all hangovers'.
He rolls out of the bed, an lands on the floors on all fours.after a bout of dry heaving an curseing all the known an forgotten gods.
'dam that kyri, an her mad homebrew concoctions'. He manages to slowly stand,and wobble to the wash stand in the corner.
After splashing water on his face, he looks in the old mottled morror. Seeing the gash on his forehead. An the massive lump on gis head. Gingerly touching the lump, 'wa the f**k happened last night.don'tthink it was dwarr karaoke again laat night'.
Carefully leaving his room, and making his way down to the inn, an bar, propper.
'kyri' he mumbles.
'KRYI' he trys to shout shout.
(Ok, yelling isnt the way forward) he thinks.as he sways on thhe stairs.
As he makes it to the main room in the inn.
'what the f**s goin on' he mumbles. After seeing the main bar, cold, empty an dark.
Hee looks around an sees that its been cleaned an everything as it should be, ready for opening.
'what the hells going on. Its night an nooness here' he grumbles walkin towards the front door.
Juat as he reaches for the door lock. The room brightens.he looks out the side window.aan seess that his a nice bright, sunny day. Easily well before dark.
'what the furry mammoth balls is goin on' he says.'
Looking round. A sudden feeling of foreboding comes over him.
'kyri' he yells.
'kyri, kyri you about'.
Nothing but the quiet an his own stomach, twisting up. Replys him.
(it can have anything to do with her) he thinks.
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'HAA, bloody triboars horns, what she sticking her nose into now'.
He grabs his pack an axe an stumbles out the door
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Post by kyri on Jun 20, 2019 7:44:20 GMT 1
Having made her mind up to go question the Ancients Kyri traveled Northwards carefully crossing the plains avoiding the larger beasts moving into the forests as soon as she could, by late afternoon she was at the edge of a desert and was trying to decide whether to cross through the night or camp and start early when she spotted a familiar figure in the distance...
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Post by kyri on Jun 26, 2019 7:10:35 GMT 1
The young leafborn busied herself preparing a makeshift camp, by the time a tired and weary Stratosphere
arrived she had a little fire going and some water ready to boil, He grunted a greeting and threw his gear down rumaging around in his pack he produced a small bundle of herbs and steeped them in the water and left them to come to the boil, she considered for a moment his knowledge of herbs the smell told her that this was a brew to help deal with a hangover or prehaps a headache from the strong desert sun, the grunt told her it was a hangover until he had a brew there was little point in conversing, so she left him staring at the water and moved off to find something to eat.
She returned with snake meat, Stratosphere was nursing a cup of his brew, He poured her a cup, it was bitter but refreshing and the properties of the herbal brew had a relaxing effect, she skewered the snake meat and set it cook over the fire adding vegtables and roots wrapped in tough leaves to the embers.
"So what brings you all the way out here?, You havent burned down the Inn have you?"
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Post by kyri on Jul 3, 2019 7:44:58 GMT 1
Stratosphere snorted "No I haven't you cheeky bitch, though I probably should to spare
some poor unfortunate from the hellish brew you made" there was a slight slur to his
speech as he spoke, he tore into his snake steak and began chewing.
"By the Spirits that was supposed to be left for years to mature!, not guzzled on down
after a couple of months you great oaf!" she whispered a healing spell and cast it on
him.
"Get off! I`m all right You bloody evil witch! keep your potions out of the beer cellar
from now on" his speech returned to normal and his colour improved.
"I didn`t cast it for you, I cast it for your poor inards, drinking it that soon I`m
surprised they arn`t your outards, with the herbs I put in that batch it should kill a
Mammoth at the moment but in a few years if it goes right should bring it back from the
dead!" she was glad she had only put one small keg in the cellar, the rest of the batch
was safe in cave near the spring, "now come on my dodgy brew can`t be whats brought you
all the way out here"
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Post by kyri on Jul 9, 2019 8:46:58 GMT 1
Stratosphere drew himself up, "I woke in a bit of daze to tell the truth, and thought
it was night, I couldn`t make out why noone was in the bar, then it got light, well in
my daze it seemed logical that you were behind it somehow, cos you`re always poking
round in something you shouldn`t be"
"What!?, how do you think I had anything to do with it?" Kyri sat confused trying to
grasp the concept that led him to such a conclusion, after all she could barely make
water run downhill.
"Well you been messing with spirits, everyone gathers a few but you hunt the things!,
then you`re brewing up evil concoctions and I know you have been trying your hand at
divination, I told you it`ll all end badly but you just won`t listen..", he took a deep
breath, "besides I couldn`t think straight with my head full of your flaming brew"
"Divination!, the only thing I can tell you staring at the steaming entrails of some
poor unfortunate creature is the creature whose steaming entrails I`m staring at don`t
have a future!, only way I can make the sky go dark for anyone is to poke them in the
eyes, no it has nothing to do with me , it didn`t seem natural though" Kyri threw some
wood on the fire, evening was drawing in and the hot desert wind was begining to chill,
a shower of sparks rose into the air, "I think it`s an omen of something, I`m going to
ask the Ancients what they know"
"Bugger all is what they know!, they just spout off some cryptic bolocks to keep people
bringing them free food!" Stratosphere had no time for the `Old Crones` as he usualy
refered to them, this she had decided was because he came from a sophisticated Leafborn
village on the edge of the forests whilst she was from a deep dark place near to the
center, this was a guess because neither of them could remember a damn thing about it!.
"I think they know more than they say" she had a stubburn resolve that one day all
would be revealed.
"Well thats not hard when they won`t bloody tell you anything!,the only reason I havent
burned their sanctury down is they always seem to know when I`m drunk enough to try it!"
he scowled into the fire.
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Post by kyri on Jul 18, 2019 11:55:12 GMT 1
"You always say that you miserable sod" she smiled.
"Well good luck with your questions, I hope you manage to find something out!" he shook
his head, they spoke for a while talking over plans for the Inn before settling down to
sleep, they woke early and said thier farewells.
Kyri hurried north across the desert covering many miles before the sun rose and the
scorching heat slowed her travel, dealing with the occasional sand lizard or scorpion
before entering a more dangerous part of the desert, she hoped to avoid the beasts of
this area but a Troodon spotted her and ran over to turn her into a tasty snack, she had
to wonder if she was tasty lots of things seemed to think she was, it was probably very
peeved its meal put up a fight at least until it fell over dead with numerous darts in
its hide, she rested a while stitching her wounds in the shade its carcass provided, she
waited for the sun to lower and the desert to cool a little before continuing northwards.
The afternoon waned into evening as she left the desert and entered a small forest only
a short distance in she heard voices and decided to find out if they had any news she
stumbled into a crude camp, the three men in front of her didn`t belong to any tribe she
knew of.
"Aye lads wot `ave we `ere" the first said drawing a machette.
"Looks like one `o those Leafys, be another ear for the collection" the second replied,
the third grinned, she watched as he reached for a knife, she started to back away when
she was shoved from behind propelling her into the midst of the group, she ducked under
the machette and managed to land a dart into the knifeman but couldnt avoid the fist of
the second man, the blow landed on her left cheek and made her teeth rattle.
"Careful lads, or she`ll be no fun" the new man was still behind her somewhere, the one
with the knife lunged at her missing by a whisker, she put another dart into a vulnerable
area, he screamed in pain she twisted to avoid the machette it grazed her but she gained
a possition where she could see all four of her assailants, the forth man was taller and
darker than the others reminding her of the mutineers from the ship, a lifetime ago or so
it seemed, "Grab the bitch you halfwits!" he spat.
Punchy went to the left, knifey went right and caught another dart for his trouble, this
time in the throat his eyes bulged as tried to draw breath, the machette properly caught
her, biting deep into her side and something hard and heavy thrown by the forth man hit
a glancing blow, the knife man collapsed clasping at his throat in vain, the other three
paused and she turned and fled into the forest, they gave chase for a while but she had
slipped away into the night.
When she was sure she was out of hearing she cast healing spells, feeling her strength
returning and blood stopping, she applied ointments and stitched a few stuborn wounds,
she was thanking the stars for her escape when a burning rage started to well up in her,
normaly she stayed out of the affairs of men but these were different, these were not
settlers trying make a new life and less than beasts hunting to survive, these were a
pestilance on the land, so she had escaped what about the next poor soul they came
across, no she had to put a stop to this here and now.
She rose to her feet and began to slowly track back to the brigands camp, the three were
arguing over the body of their comrade, her dart bit deep into Mr machette before they
could react, they charged at her with bellows of anger a second dart into the machette
weilding brigand cost her a blow from the pugalist, while the leader had picked up the
knife and tried to get behind her, she rolled forward using her small size and speed to
her advantage, she put a final dart into the spine of the first brigand, he collapsed, it
would take him a while to die, he decided to spend that while cursing and screaming.
With half the band out of action the tall man seemed confused as to how to proceed he
motioned to the second who charged straight at her, a dart into his chest did nothing to
slow his advance, a second to his groin did, it took two more to put him down for good,
the leader turned and ran into the night, she cast a quick healing spell, the cursing
brigand was crawling across the camp, she left him, he wouldn`t get far.
The forest closed in around her like an old friend, she followed the brigands trail he
lunged out of the dark hoping to catch her off guard, he caught a dart for his trouble
he slashed with the knife catching her across the arm, she put another dart into him,
he grunted in pain suddenly he was in front of her, his speed was surprising, he grabbed
her wrist as he towered over her, "Die you bitch!" he thrust his knife into her belly and
grinned as he twisted.
"You first" with her free hand she jabbed a dart into his eye and pushed it deep through
the socket, he fell backward a last foul breath escaping his lips, she followed down and
watched as his spirit departed the body, deftly she caught it, a prize to treasure! there
would be no coming back for this one, she pulled the knife out and stitched herself up
applying ointments and potions to bolster the healing spells, it would take a while but
she would recover, slowly she stood up before this night was done there was one more task
to finish, he couldn`t have crawled far.
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Post by kyri on Jul 23, 2019 7:52:47 GMT 1
Kyri slowly made her way back every step caused her pain but she was determined to finish
what she had started, determination didn`t make her careless though she checked the area
around the camp first, assured of no disturbances she entered the clearing, the brigand was
quietly cursing, his strength exhausted from hauling himself across the camp.
"I know`d ya`d be back t` finish me" hatred burned in his eyes.
"Yes I have come, to finish you or not I haven`t decided yet, I`m in no hurry" Kyri chose
a place to sit where her back would be protected "Where did you come from?"
The brigand snorted "What`d ya care, finish ya job wench an` be done with it, its no
worse than ya`d `ave gotten from us" he finished with a tirade of abuse that turned the
air blue.
Shifting her position to releave the pain she felt, she considered for a while, "You were
crew on the ship we came on, I met a few mutineers and dealt with them, thats what I think"
"It don`t matter, there be more of us than ya think, One`ll get ya for what ya done" a look
of pure evil passed over his face, " Ya`ll die screaming!".
"Show me" Kyri leapt forward ignoring her aches and pains, her small bone knife in her hand,
she took her time, slowly he died screaming, she took no pleasure in it, it was merely poetic
justice, she wasn`t sure if he had come on the ship with her or not, but she had no doubt
there were more of them around, she had warn the tribes, at least she had an answer to the portent
of the dark sky, a new terror had indeed come, a quick search turned up some gold, she
took it with her and left to find a stream to wash in, she would have to wash for a long time.
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