I awoke in an ALCOVE!!
and knew it strait away! I was un-dead, or soon to be.
If only they had followed
the plan! Thankfully my many skills made
short work of the escape and made it to the surface. It was apparent to all we
needed a better (or my original) plan.
Ron was keen again to
take one of the captives under his wing to rehabilitate but the ‘paladin’ would
have none of it. In part as it was not sensible to leave the mother stock to
replenish her forces but I suspect mainly due to the inconvenience he felt in
being responsible for them should they accompany us. He really seems to shirk
his duties, as a soundboard about religious issues, a voice of reason, a
shoulder of compassion. Anyway while the debate raged I continued actually
being concerned and helping people by further cleaning up the village for the
eventual arrival of our charges.
I really feel my
activities of pretending to be a mammal, show compassion and care, assisting
others, rallying to protect the weak at personal expense really isn’t required.
I have memories that this is the way to fit into this society but it seems
either the group memories of the askha I tap are fractured or out of date. It
really seems I just estrange myself and stand out through my use of reason and
compassion.
We returned to the dryad
my explorations found that the libertine dorian violated. I am glad he did, I
have to confess my only motivation was to then cast heroism on her so she would
be better (it helps ALL skills) but not myself .. all to illicit some laughter.
How I could be caught up in the stench of their puerile hormones is beyond me.
I need to watch myself in future.
Despite the paladins
whining and even rons complaints (curious as he initially was the loudest voice
for checking on the others every 3 days at least) we went to check on our
charges and their camp. Due to their complaints I could not go the planned
circuitous route with counter tracking (in case that abomination of darkness
followed), but I did what I could and made some reasonable excuse to pick up
the tengu on the way. This meant no direct route would lead to the camp.
I introduced the Tengu
and did my standard performances to lift their spirits as the others crashed
out. The mammal human has potential, she revealed she had a kukri and leant it
to me! Either she loves me or needs to be taught NEVER give away your kukri. To
this end at some point I must impregnate her – willingly if she loves me,
unwillingly if she lacks a kukri to defend herself with!
The next day we head off
being interrupted in the morning by unnatural lightining coming apparently from
the red mountain. We will have to check its summit, every peak on this island
has revealed something – a large dino nest, a pirates buried treasure, a
compliant dryad – so it would lack sense to not explore one of the remaining
(and largest) peaks even if inevitably these mammals forget themselves and
spend effort whining instead of painlessly marching and getting it all over!
At least this time the
paladin did not argue that we should take our charges with us.. he remembered
he was wrong last time and had we likely they now would have all been dead.
On the return again I
could not counter track or be excessively circuitous however I managed to make
the trail slightly convoluted, backtrack some and explore one of the last 2
peaks. Again we found something of interest – a ruined hut and some history about
the cannibals. It will be invaluable for cataloguing the history of this
island.
Arriving back at the
village we spotted a witches hut, I would SWEAR it wasn’t there before. This
island is cursed indeed. We examined it for ‘finds’ the others decided to rest though
I continued to clean the lighthouse. It was tough going but eventually some of
the others helped. The last thing we need is to bring the survivors here and
have them freak out and go charging into a hole, off a cliff, into another
hidden house of undead or into some trap or monster.
We sneaked back into the
cave system below and followed to the letter my ORIGINAL plan. We ALL worked
together really well for once. The mother could do little and seemed far to
cowardly to match us up-close and rely on her luck, ability and paralysis to
carry the day. I was disappointed such a religious, god queen zealot was so
cowardly and only attacked from afar. Its not like we were not equally hampered
in melee now. It seems she thought we would repeat the whimsical suicide attack
of last time and risk it all to our luck vs her advantage and amazing
stealth!
It matters not the once god
queen is now a scared old woman and most importantly I got my kukri back. I REALLY LIKE kukrisss!
Everyone was very casual
now she was defeated, even curiously those with apparent religious training, till
I pointed out she likely gets her spells at dusk and we were tapped out till
morning! That shut down the party and we
barricaded ourselves in and holed up.
I was keen to get our
charges as there is risk the mother might go exploring for them not that she
has any reason to suspect they exist. As a religious figure living in a hole
she will likely fail but the gods and goddesses are petty and whimsical so their
best protection is us. The others convinced me it was of little likely hood and
that something big was going down on the mount was VERY likely we headed to the
mountain.
I was comforted we were heading
again away from the direction our charges are. On the way to some monoliths we
found some shipwrecks. A crab almost had the paladin till ron and I laughingly
slashed it to ribbons (against my better judgement). I have to say I don’t like
ron chewing on everything before we cook and eat it. Anyway at least the
witches scorpion and the tengu seem to be getting along!
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