Wilderness, Weathertop, and Wild Things Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

rutslegolas · 10-17-2004, 11:47 PM

Ok Envinyatar I have my post up

But where is Osric you seem to say he goes alone to investigate??

Nuranar · 10-18-2004, 07:45 AM

At Weathertop[

Veryadan will be seriously wounded. Several others will be at least slightly injured in some way. The baddies can indicate this is their posts and we will respond; we can also have our own characters be injured without the baddies writing about it.

Please keep in mind the kind of fighting we'll be doing: Much less fencing than a knock-down drag-out brawl. Plus whoever goes up against a Troll is more likely to get things broken than to be stabbed. You'll want to stay away from the orcs' blades/knives/axes/whatever, if possible. Most of your characters should be experienced enough to protect themselves. Things WILL happen, though.

Esgallhugwen,

I have put up a SAVE for your post. Please put it up on the discussion, and then either I or Pio (whoever gets to it first) can fit it into the save. Thanks!

Nuranar

Saurreg · 10-18-2004, 10:50 AM

I have filled my old save and created a new one. If anyone spots anything amiss in my post, let me know and I'll change it.

Envinyatar · 10-18-2004, 11:27 AM

rutslegolas

I don't know where Osric is, to be quite truthful.

I'm going to leave a SAVE for Osric - Alaksoron, you can place a post on the discussion thread concerning whatever your character might have found. Either I or Pio will place it for you.

I'm going to do a post in a few moments that takes our little group to the southern foot of Weathertop. We will camp just across the road in a little sheltered clearing - avoiding the winds that sweep over the hill top.

Go ahead and do a post yourself if you get a chance. You can have us discuss what the others might have found or take us on a small rabbit hunt for food for the evening meal (I've left a lead-in for that, if you want to pick up on it) - whatever you think best.

Tomorrow, I'll put our group on top of Weathertop, waiting for the others to arrive . . .

Fordim Hedgethistle · 10-18-2004, 12:31 PM

I have filled in my save. Primrose, I have left it to you to get the trolls into the 'next stage' as I won't be able to keep up with the game for the next few days.

I am looking forward to putting some serious hurt on the Elves, though. . .chuckle.

Primrose Bolger · 10-18-2004, 02:40 PM

Fordim

I'll make sure the Trolls get a few satisfactory licks in!

My SAVE is filled in - the Trolls have decided to share with the Orcs what they think will be news that Elves are about according to Arald's nose.

What they're wanting to make sure of is that they're invited to the brawl if there's to be one.

Esgallhugwen · 10-18-2004, 07:58 PM

Silrûth

As the group seperated into three the two Elves and Fen rode abreast, but as they drew further from the others Tarondo took the lead whilst Silrûth took the rear, keeping a lookout for trouble. The day passed soon enough and they made camp for the night, Fen had persuaded them to stay away from Whittleworth at dark, and the Elves were wise enough not to attempt the risk.

In the morning light they packed, eating a cold breakfast while on horseback. By well after noon they had reached their destination.

The stench was overwhelming for one not accustomed to such things, both Tarondo and Silrûth having seen much carnage in war had a better hold of their stomachs then Fen. The black carrion birds were swooping and pecking with ravenous speed, the ground seemed to move with a glistening black current of ebony feathers where the hapless bodies lay.

The two Elves collected themselves and began searching the area while Fen stayed behind watching the horses. Tarondo searched the ground, careful of his step.

Silrûth caught eye of the collapsed house and quickly paced the premises, her keen eyes catching every detail. "Look at how this whole corner is destroyed." she called to Tarondo, "It seems as if it was smashed at one blow. And over here," she turned and pointed next to her making sure not to step on the wood fall.

"There are two men under there. Two men, crushed to death. The house itself has been ransacked but very little taken, from what I can tell. I cannot find any money, although there is a hidden nook in the floor that is empty."

She looked at her companion who seemed to be transfixed in thought, with a gently nudge she eyed him knowingly asking "Have you found anything?"

He shook his head and frowned.

These bodies cannot be left to be shredded by the birds she thought sadly, Tarondo seemed to be thinking the same thing for Fen was soon fetched and was set to work digging graves for the deceased. The Elves pitched in, Silrûth striking the earth with the pick while Tarondo dug away steadily at the loosened soil.

The gruesome work was done with the sun still above the eastern hills. Tarondo set off around the perimeter of the farmyard, where the ground was softer and vegetation grew. Silrûth stayed awhile mouthing a silent Elvish prayer over the fresh graves.

Fen had wandered off back towards the horses.

The golden haired Elf drew near to her companion, he was kneeling down and glaring curiously at some wilted vegetation. It was impacted into the dirt with frayed edges clinging to the sides of the oversized print.

With a displeased sound she knelt down beside him inspecting the track, it looked far too familiar for her liking. She stood looking in the direction of the giant gait, North East, "towards the marshes", Tarondo nodded a sneer on his lips.

She could have sworn there was the faint reek of Troll in the air, she scrunched her nose up in disgust, and began to follow the tracks. After a few moments, Tarondo took her kindly by the arm, "we have no time to linger, the sun is setting soon and we must be back on our way to the others"

Silrûth nodded solemnly. "Yes we must tell the others what we have found"

They were once again among the decimated ruins of Whittleworth, they walked to their horses noticing the absence of Fen. "Seems Master Sheperdspurse has left us", Tarondo's horse snorted in distaste, Falma nodded her head in agreement.

Turning the direction they had come with the sun fading, the horses started at a trot.

"To Weathertop it is then" Silrûth looked over at her partner, "to Weathertop it is" Tarondo replied.
_______________________

And there it is, if there are any discrepancies please tell me and I'll be sure to fix them.

Eternally,

Esgallhugwen

P.S. "Friendly Neighborhood Amazon Elf" eh! All right time to kick major warty Troll butt.

10-17-2004, 11:47 PM	#1
rutslegolas Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: In Elven Lands of India Posts: 533	Ok Envinyatar I have my post up But where is Osric you seem to say he goes alone to investigate?? __________________ If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with the bull - The Phantom.

10-18-2004, 07:45 AM	#2
Nuranar Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: STILL a drought Posts: 529	At Weathertop[ Veryadan will be seriously wounded. Several others will be at least slightly injured in some way. The baddies can indicate this is their posts and we will respond; we can also have our own characters be injured without the baddies writing about it. Please keep in mind the kind of fighting we'll be doing: Much less fencing than a knock-down drag-out brawl. Plus whoever goes up against a Troll is more likely to get things broken than to be stabbed. You'll want to stay away from the orcs' blades/knives/axes/whatever, if possible. Most of your characters should be experienced enough to protect themselves. Things WILL happen, though. Esgallhugwen, I have put up a SAVE for your post. Please put it up on the discussion, and then either I or Pio (whoever gets to it first) can fit it into the save. Thanks! Nuranar __________________ I admit it is better fun to punt than be punted, and that a desire to have all the fun is nine-tenths of the law of chivalry. Lord Peter Wimsey

10-18-2004, 10:50 AM	#3
Saurreg Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: In self imposed exile... Posts: 465	I have filled my old save and created a new one. If anyone spots anything amiss in my post, let me know and I'll change it. __________________ "Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities. " ~Voltaire

10-18-2004, 11:27 AM	#4
Envinyatar Quill Revenant Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Wandering through the Downs..... Posts: 849	rutslegolas I don't know where Osric is, to be quite truthful. I'm going to leave a SAVE for Osric - Alaksoron, you can place a post on the discussion thread concerning whatever your character might have found. Either I or Pio will place it for you. I'm going to do a post in a few moments that takes our little group to the southern foot of Weathertop. We will camp just across the road in a little sheltered clearing - avoiding the winds that sweep over the hill top. Go ahead and do a post yourself if you get a chance. You can have us discuss what the others might have found or take us on a small rabbit hunt for food for the evening meal (I've left a lead-in for that, if you want to pick up on it) - whatever you think best. Tomorrow, I'll put our group on top of Weathertop, waiting for the others to arrive . . . __________________ ‘Many are the strange chances of the world,’ said Mithrandir, ‘and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter.’ – Gandalf in: The Silmarillion, 'Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age' Last edited by Envinyatar; 10-18-2004 at 12:48 PM.

10-18-2004, 12:31 PM	#5
Fordim Hedgethistle Gibbering Gibbet Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Beyond cloud nine Posts: 1,844	I have filled in my save. Primrose, I have left it to you to get the trolls into the 'next stage' as I won't be able to keep up with the game for the next few days. I am looking forward to putting some serious hurt on the Elves, though. . .chuckle. __________________ Scribbling scrabbling.

10-18-2004, 02:40 PM	#6
Primrose Bolger Wight Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Near Bywater Pool Posts: 196	Fordim I'll make sure the Trolls get a few satisfactory licks in! My SAVE is filled in - the Trolls have decided to share with the Orcs what they think will be news that Elves are about according to Arald's nose. What they're wanting to make sure of is that they're invited to the brawl if there's to be one. __________________ . . . for they love peace and quiet and good tilled earth . . . are quick of hearing and sharpeyed, and though they are inclined to be fat and do not hurry unneccesarily, they are nonetheless nimble and deft in their movements . . . FOTR - Prologue

10-18-2004, 07:58 PM	#7
Esgallhugwen Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Where the Moon cries against the snow Posts: 526	My post for save Silrûth As the group seperated into three the two Elves and Fen rode abreast, but as they drew further from the others Tarondo took the lead whilst Silrûth took the rear, keeping a lookout for trouble. The day passed soon enough and they made camp for the night, Fen had persuaded them to stay away from Whittleworth at dark, and the Elves were wise enough not to attempt the risk. In the morning light they packed, eating a cold breakfast while on horseback. By well after noon they had reached their destination. The stench was overwhelming for one not accustomed to such things, both Tarondo and Silrûth having seen much carnage in war had a better hold of their stomachs then Fen. The black carrion birds were swooping and pecking with ravenous speed, the ground seemed to move with a glistening black current of ebony feathers where the hapless bodies lay. The two Elves collected themselves and began searching the area while Fen stayed behind watching the horses. Tarondo searched the ground, careful of his step. Silrûth caught eye of the collapsed house and quickly paced the premises, her keen eyes catching every detail. "Look at how this whole corner is destroyed." she called to Tarondo, "It seems as if it was smashed at one blow. And over here," she turned and pointed next to her making sure not to step on the wood fall. "There are two men under there. Two men, crushed to death. The house itself has been ransacked but very little taken, from what I can tell. I cannot find any money, although there is a hidden nook in the floor that is empty." She looked at her companion who seemed to be transfixed in thought, with a gently nudge she eyed him knowingly asking "Have you found anything?" He shook his head and frowned. These bodies cannot be left to be shredded by the birds she thought sadly, Tarondo seemed to be thinking the same thing for Fen was soon fetched and was set to work digging graves for the deceased. The Elves pitched in, Silrûth striking the earth with the pick while Tarondo dug away steadily at the loosened soil. The gruesome work was done with the sun still above the eastern hills. Tarondo set off around the perimeter of the farmyard, where the ground was softer and vegetation grew. Silrûth stayed awhile mouthing a silent Elvish prayer over the fresh graves. Fen had wandered off back towards the horses. The golden haired Elf drew near to her companion, he was kneeling down and glaring curiously at some wilted vegetation. It was impacted into the dirt with frayed edges clinging to the sides of the oversized print. With a displeased sound she knelt down beside him inspecting the track, it looked far too familiar for her liking. She stood looking in the direction of the giant gait, North East, "towards the marshes", Tarondo nodded a sneer on his lips. She could have sworn there was the faint reek of Troll in the air, she scrunched her nose up in disgust, and began to follow the tracks. After a few moments, Tarondo took her kindly by the arm, "we have no time to linger, the sun is setting soon and we must be back on our way to the others" Silrûth nodded solemnly. "Yes we must tell the others what we have found" They were once again among the decimated ruins of Whittleworth, they walked to their horses noticing the absence of Fen. "Seems Master Sheperdspurse has left us", Tarondo's horse snorted in distaste, Falma nodded her head in agreement. Turning the direction they had come with the sun fading, the horses started at a trot. "To Weathertop it is then" Silrûth looked over at her partner, "to Weathertop it is" Tarondo replied. _______________________ And there it is, if there are any discrepancies please tell me and I'll be sure to fix them. Eternally, Esgallhugwen P.S. "Friendly Neighborhood Amazon Elf" eh! All right time to kick major warty Troll butt. Last edited by Esgallhugwen; 10-18-2004 at 08:01 PM.