Telethia: Gray Flats of the Borderlands

Session Two - June 6, 2009

The morning came with the knowledge that a storm was brewing off in the southeast. The scraps that had been thrown to the remaining wolves were devoured, likely keeping the party safe from attack through the night.

The party set off in search of the first burial mound that would offer them shelter from the violence of the oncoming weather. After some time walking, they noticed scavenger birds circling in the sky, and the two elves went to investigate. An emaciated ox had fallen onto its side, tongue lolling out of its mouth, but it was still alive. Felathrin gave the ox water, and Piper diced one of her potatos, feeding it to the beast very slowly. Felathrin helped the struggling beast sit upright, and more water was given while the party wondered how such an animal came to be out here in the wastelands, with little to no food or water. Arren pointed out that the storm in the distance was moving in the party’s direction and that they needed to stay ahead of it. The party strangely came to the consensus that the ox should travel with them, even in its half dead state, and managed to coax the poor beast to its feet with the green end of one of Piper’s carrots.

Movement was slow. As she was coaxing the ox along, Piper noticed that the two wolves from the night before were following the party from a distance. Arren and Felathrin discussed backtracking and killing them, but decided that the wolves hadn’t shown enough aggression to merit it. Besides, the storm was approaching quickly. Thankfully it was not long before the party encountered an unnatural rise of earth that could be nothing but the first burial mound.

Felathrin climbed the side of the steep hill, and found that the slab protecting the entrance to the mound had been blasted with lightning. He could just fit through the opening, but the ox would have to stay outside and weather the deadly storm. Arren wouldn’t have it. After leading the weak ox in a gentle spiral up the hill to the top, he looked about and told Felathrin to find as many roundish rocks as he could and shove them under the edge of the slab, while he memorized a spell. Arren cast enlarge on one of the larger stones, and with the leverage and a firm push, the heavy slab rolled far enough to widen the entrance to the mound.

It began to rain. Before the worst of the storm arrived, Felathrin and Arren dug a shallow pit to collect water for the ox before heading inside, while Piper coaxed the ox down the stairs with the carrot. At last all were inside, and as the rain grew heavy, the party shut the entrance door to keep water out. The storm quickly grew violent. The blasts of thunder and lightning could be heard amidst the screaming wind, and the pounding of large hailstones against the hill. The party went to investigate the room they were in, and decided to open the door opposite the entrance, the one with a red dragon scrolling about the top of the frame. After a great tug, the stone door fell forward onto the ground, and luckily all dodged out of the way. The jostling caused all three doors in the room to fall forward with a mighty bang. Out from the doorways, a flood of rats began to stream out, frightened by all of the disturbance!

(will edit with more later, tired of typing and want breakfast!)

Session One - May 30, 2009

The characters began in the small encampment they had lived for most or all of their lives. After spending their days with what leisure they could, they gathered for an evening meal after the hunters returned, and the men listened to stories while the females of the camp (including Piper) prepared the meal. Stories were told of the days hunt, and of a bard who was eaten by a dragon after their storm-peace wore off somewhere just outside of the mountains to the west. Four eligable females swooned over Arren, while the most annoying girl in the village (Mewsie) came and spent time with Felithrin with her high pitched twittering laugh. After everyone else went to bed, the three stayed up and contemplated life in the camp, wondering what was to the east, west, north and south. They decided to head north in search of anyone who might have a surviving map of the area. They set off the next day, after Piper spoke with her mother and father over much tears. They gave her all of their money: Three stands of colored wooden beads, and two glass beads. They also gave her their only family heirloom: a spellbook. The characters set out after telling Mewsie not to tell anyone of their departure, for the specific reason that everyone would find out by the end of the day if she knew. Mewsie made Arren promise to return when she was 18 to take her on an adventure as well. The characters set off after collecting water and spent a long day walking. Close to evening, they encountered a small pack of wolves, and fought the alpha while the other two were off. They collected the meat, skin, teeth, bladder, and then settled down for the night with full bellies and no fire. Oops! They forgot to bring firewood, and these stormy wastelands hold no trees in reachable sight.


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