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Orleron: Redirecting to Avlis Campaign 4, Part 1

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	He nodded to Lolobe's Hammer and said that the rune inscribed on it meant "create", which makes it a tool for creating the implements needed to carve the runes. A rune carving implement was referred to as a "stylus", the Mikonator explained, and these implements had to be made out of something called red obsidian, which in modern times only exists down in the Underdark. Sharistracterus already had plenty of access to the special rock, and only needed the Hammer to make good on his plan. In order to catch up to his progress, the PC's would need to venture into the Underdark and get some of this material to make themselves some rune carving implements and begin their training.		He nodded to Lolobe's Hammer and said that the rune inscribed on it meant "create", which makes it a tool for creating the implements needed to carve the runes. A rune carving implement was referred to as a "stylus", the Mikonator explained, and these implements had to be made out of something called red obsidian, which in modern times only exists down in the Underdark. Sharistracterus already had plenty of access to the special rock, and only needed the Hammer to make good on his plan. In order to catch up to his progress, the PC's would need to venture into the Underdark and get some of this material to make themselves some rune carving implements and begin their training.



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2010-06-22T00:43:00Z

Chapter 3

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	The Ice Shaman brought them all to the meditation room and laid Theramid down on a table-like platform in the middle of the room, and with the aid of a curious crystal object laid a hand on Theramid's head, concentrating hard and straining in the effort. As the seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes turned into hours, sweat poured down the Ice Shaman's forehead. Sometimes one of them would scream a blood-curdling blast of agony at some unseen mental force, only to recover quickly and begin straining again with effort. Only when the Ice Shaman's robe was soaked clear through, and his white hair hung ragged in wet strands down the sides of his face did anyone relent. It was Theramid who cried out last and flopped off the table on which he was situated.		The Ice Shaman brought them all to the meditation room and laid Theramid down on a table-like platform in the middle of the room, and with the aid of a curious crystal object laid a hand on Theramid's head, concentrating hard and straining in the effort. As the seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes turned into hours, sweat poured down the Ice Shaman's forehead. Sometimes one of them would scream a blood-curdling blast of agony at some unseen mental force, only to recover quickly and begin straining again with effort. Only when the Ice Shaman's robe was soaked clear through, and his white hair hung ragged in wet strands down the sides of his face did anyone relent. It was Theramid who cried out last and flopped off the table on which he was situated.

			After unceremoniously dropping to the floor, he was silent for a few moments. Then suddenly the crazy priest of Mikon began to writhe and hiss in pain, drawing in breath with agonizing burning pain only reluctantly. Screaming and writhing on the ground, he began to grow a little larger, and his form ripped through his clothes to show a powerfully muscled human-like body. At the same moments, two large undulating bumps appeared on his back, pushing at the skin like dull instruments attempting to punch through leather. Enduring further agony, Theramid's distress reached a crescendo as two large feathery gray wings burst out of the bumps on his back, quickly spreading out to an impressive 15' wingspan. Soon after, the pain abated, and Theramid emerged as his true self, a powerfully-built, fully capable Mikonator.

			He thanked the PC's for reading his cryptic messages and saving him, as it was Mikon's will to start him on an important mission. He was posing as a human when he learned that Sharistracterus' minions were searching for a powerful item, the Hammer of Creation, because they had learned of its true purpose.

			Long ago, when the spirits roamed the planet, the Mikonator explained, the spirits who inhabited Avlis had the ability to draw magic from the things around them using a system of runes. The runes were the original written language of the spirits. The elven and magya languages of today were similar in spoken form, but the runes they used were ultimately passed down from the gods to suit the language. The runes that Sharistracterus learned about predated Magya, elven, and the gods themselves. They held power in their own right. Someone who inscribed the word "fire" on an object, for instance, could cause the object to burn simply because the rune for "fire" WAS one and the same with fire, and so on. As the spirits went extinct, the Mikonator went on, the forces of Mikon saw fit to let the art die for the sake of keeping balance. However, it seemed that Sharistracterus found a reference to the magical system and aimed to gain power in it, which means that Mikon had to do something about that. Thus, the Mikonator Theramid was instructed to give the rune system to the tribes of Tyedu and teach them so they would be ready when the forces of the Underdark burst through their gates wielding this horrible power.

			He nodded to Lolobe's Hammer and said that the rune inscribed on it meant "create", which makes it a tool for creating the implements needed to carve the runes. A rune carving implement was referred to as a "stylus", the Mikonator explained, and these implements had to be made out of something called red obsidian, which in modern times only exists down in the Underdark. Sharistracterus already had plenty of access to the special rock, and only needed the Hammer to make good on his plan. In order to catch up to his progress, the PC's would need to venture into the Underdark and get some of this material to make themselves some rune carving implements and begin their training.

Orleron: /* Chapter 3 */

2010-06-22T00:30:58Z

Chapter 3

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	Making their way through the cave, the PC's uncovered a dining area, a meditation room, and ultimately the quarters of the Ice Shaman who was not all that ecstatic about the damage to his home. A brief argument ensued and the PC's presented the crazy priest, Theramid, to the Ice Shaman who took an interest in his case because of the challenge involved.		Making their way through the cave, the PC's uncovered a dining area, a meditation room, and ultimately the quarters of the Ice Shaman who was not all that ecstatic about the damage to his home. A brief argument ensued and the PC's presented the crazy priest, Theramid, to the Ice Shaman who took an interest in his case because of the challenge involved.

	The Ice Shaman brought them all to the meditation room and with the aid of a curious crystal object laid a hand on Theramid's head, concentrating hard and straining in the effort.		The Ice Shaman brought them all to the meditation room and laid Theramid down on a table-like platform in the middle of the room, and with the aid of a curious crystal object laid a hand on Theramid's head, concentrating hard and straining in the effort. As the seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes turned into hours, sweat poured down the Ice Shaman's forehead. Sometimes one of them would scream a blood-curdling blast of agony at some unseen mental force, only to recover quickly and begin straining again with effort. Only when the Ice Shaman's robe was soaked clear through, and his white hair hung ragged in wet strands down the sides of his face did anyone relent. It was Theramid who cried out last and flopped off the table on which he was situated.

Orleron: /* Chapter 3 */

2010-06-22T00:26:58Z

Chapter 3

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	Bruised and battered and covered in blood, the group entered the ice cave one at a time with Lolobe in the lead. Immediately upon turning the corner, Lolobe was nearly destroyed by a vicious attack from behind. This called for an immediate retreat and rethinking of their tactics. The group decided to rest for two days in the area and recover their wounds before trying again. On the next attempt, the creature attacked Lolobe again. After sinking two claws deep into the barbarian's chest, the two of them disappeared. Puzzled, the group looked around the cave for them, but to no avail until 7 minutes later, the pair appeared again out of thin air in the same place they had originally left. The group deduced that this creature could attack its victim and blip 7 minutes into the future, hopefully long enough to make the allies give up and leave, so the creature could finish off its prey. It was a temporal filcher. Nevertheless, the creature was eventually defeated, though Schwerg once again suffered grievous wounds and needed healing prayers from Mikon.		Bruised and battered and covered in blood, the group entered the ice cave one at a time with Lolobe in the lead. Immediately upon turning the corner, Lolobe was nearly destroyed by a vicious attack from behind. This called for an immediate retreat and rethinking of their tactics. The group decided to rest for two days in the area and recover their wounds before trying again. On the next attempt, the creature attacked Lolobe again. After sinking two claws deep into the barbarian's chest, the two of them disappeared. Puzzled, the group looked around the cave for them, but to no avail until 7 minutes later, the pair appeared again out of thin air in the same place they had originally left. The group deduced that this creature could attack its victim and blip 7 minutes into the future, hopefully long enough to make the allies give up and leave, so the creature could finish off its prey. It was a temporal filcher. Nevertheless, the creature was eventually defeated, though Schwerg once again suffered grievous wounds and needed healing prayers from Mikon.

	Making their way through the cave, the PC's uncovered a dining area, a meditation room, and ultimately the quarters of the Ice Shaman who was not all that ecstatic about the damage to his home. A brief argument ensued and the PC's presented the crazy priest, Theramid, to the Ice Shaman who took an interest in his case because of the challenge involved.		Making their way through the cave, the PC's uncovered a dining area, a meditation room, and ultimately the quarters of the Ice Shaman who was not all that ecstatic about the damage to his home. A brief argument ensued and the PC's presented the crazy priest, Theramid, to the Ice Shaman who took an interest in his case because of the challenge involved.

			The Ice Shaman brought them all to the meditation room and with the aid of a curious crystal object laid a hand on Theramid's head, concentrating hard and straining in the effort.

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2010-06-22T00:25:33Z

Chapter 3

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	Unfortunately, the cures all proved futile, like a fly trying to knock down a house by feverishly beating itself against the walls. Many rituals were tried. Some had partial success in that the priest became lucid for short moments, but soon reverted back to one of his personalities whenever the proper verbal trigger was accidentally given. During these fleeting flickers of sanity, the priest revealed his name as Theramid, and said he had been heading to the Temple of Mikon in the area to visit the seven priests that made their home there, but soon after arriving, something came up behind him and surprised him, and that was the last thing he remembered. Taking this cue, the PC's made a side trip back to the temple on their way to the Fighting Eagle village and checked around for clues. They found a couple of bloody garments with gashes in them, but no bodies or other signs of life. Returning to the Fighting Eagle tribe, they gave one last attempt at restoring the priests' mind and failed.		Unfortunately, the cures all proved futile, like a fly trying to knock down a house by feverishly beating itself against the walls. Many rituals were tried. Some had partial success in that the priest became lucid for short moments, but soon reverted back to one of his personalities whenever the proper verbal trigger was accidentally given. During these fleeting flickers of sanity, the priest revealed his name as Theramid, and said he had been heading to the Temple of Mikon in the area to visit the seven priests that made their home there, but soon after arriving, something came up behind him and surprised him, and that was the last thing he remembered. Taking this cue, the PC's made a side trip back to the temple on their way to the Fighting Eagle village and checked around for clues. They found a couple of bloody garments with gashes in them, but no bodies or other signs of life. Returning to the Fighting Eagle tribe, they gave one last attempt at restoring the priests' mind and failed.

			Distraught and ready to give up, the group pleaded with the shaman of the Fighting Eagle for anything else they could try. Reluctantly, the shaman said there was one hope. Not far away, in an ice cave located in one of the glaciers that dotted the mountain range to the east lived a mysterious figure called the "Ice Shaman". Though he did not belong to any of the tribes, he was known to be good at healing the minds of the sick, possibly through some artifact he might possess, but the shaman was not sure. If the PC's could make contact with the Ice Shaman and convince him to help, the shaman was confident in that man's ability to heal Theramid.

			The next day, the PC's started off towards the spot described by the Fighting Eagle shaman. Along the way, they encountered minor resistance from an unlucky yeti, and just before reaching the ice cave they were attacked by Kirith-Fa in an attempt to take the Hammer of Creation again. The attack nearly succeeded, and Schwerg and Lolobe were wounded pretty badly. Still, they managed to survive the desperate pitched battle. In retrospect, they realized they probably should have fought on horseback instead of ambushing the approaching enemy, who was also on horseback.

			Bruised and battered and covered in blood, the group entered the ice cave one at a time with Lolobe in the lead. Immediately upon turning the corner, Lolobe was nearly destroyed by a vicious attack from behind. This called for an immediate retreat and rethinking of their tactics. The group decided to rest for two days in the area and recover their wounds before trying again. On the next attempt, the creature attacked Lolobe again. After sinking two claws deep into the barbarian's chest, the two of them disappeared. Puzzled, the group looked around the cave for them, but to no avail until 7 minutes later, the pair appeared again out of thin air in the same place they had originally left. The group deduced that this creature could attack its victim and blip 7 minutes into the future, hopefully long enough to make the allies give up and leave, so the creature could finish off its prey. It was a temporal filcher. Nevertheless, the creature was eventually defeated, though Schwerg once again suffered grievous wounds and needed healing prayers from Mikon.

			Making their way through the cave, the PC's uncovered a dining area, a meditation room, and ultimately the quarters of the Ice Shaman who was not all that ecstatic about the damage to his home. A brief argument ensued and the PC's presented the crazy priest, Theramid, to the Ice Shaman who took an interest in his case because of the challenge involved.

Orleron: /* Chapter 3 */

2010-06-22T00:15:18Z

Chapter 3

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	While contemplating their next steps, some of the tribal elders reminded Lolobe that as the Hammer Bearer he is welcome in any tribal settlement or dwelling, and that the shaman's of the [[Benteak-Kune]] were at his disposal for helping the crazy priest of [[Mikon]]. The PC's thought for a while about which tribe to follow back to its winter home range, and at least chose to stick with his own tribe, the [[Fighting Eagle]]. The group left immediately to travel back with Lolobe's kinfolk, and spent the days acting as guards for the caravan, while meeting with the shaman and his apprentices at night to try curing the crazy priest.		While contemplating their next steps, some of the tribal elders reminded Lolobe that as the Hammer Bearer he is welcome in any tribal settlement or dwelling, and that the shaman's of the [[Benteak-Kune]] were at his disposal for helping the crazy priest of [[Mikon]]. The PC's thought for a while about which tribe to follow back to its winter home range, and at least chose to stick with his own tribe, the [[Fighting Eagle]]. The group left immediately to travel back with Lolobe's kinfolk, and spent the days acting as guards for the caravan, while meeting with the shaman and his apprentices at night to try curing the crazy priest.

	Unfortunately, the cures all proved futile, like a fly trying to knock down a house by feverishly beating itself against the walls. Many rituals were tried. Some had partial success in that		Unfortunately, the cures all proved futile, like a fly trying to knock down a house by feverishly beating itself against the walls. Many rituals were tried. Some had partial success in that the priest became lucid for short moments, but soon reverted back to one of his personalities whenever the proper verbal trigger was accidentally given. During these fleeting flickers of sanity, the priest revealed his name as Theramid, and said he had been heading to the Temple of Mikon in the area to visit the seven priests that made their home there, but soon after arriving, something came up behind him and surprised him, and that was the last thing he remembered. Taking this cue, the PC's made a side trip back to the temple on their way to the Fighting Eagle village and checked around for clues. They found a couple of bloody garments with gashes in them, but no bodies or other signs of life. Returning to the Fighting Eagle tribe, they gave one last attempt at restoring the priests' mind and failed.

Orleron: /* Chapter 3 */

2010-06-22T00:05:04Z

Chapter 3

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	The day after the events in the Blue Rock shaman's tent, the PC's got some rest and observed the tribes breaking down camp and starting to head back to their respective winter settlements. All around there was an anti-climactic vibe, often seen after holidays are over and everyone is cleaning up the mess, and this was a really big holiday. It did not take long for them to start thinking about their current plight. Someone was after the Hammer of Creation, probably a follower of [[Sharistracterus]], and it was clear this unknown enemy would persist like a nagging cough in its efforts to retrieve the object.		The day after the events in the Blue Rock shaman's tent, the PC's got some rest and observed the tribes breaking down camp and starting to head back to their respective winter settlements. All around there was an anti-climactic vibe, often seen after holidays are over and everyone is cleaning up the mess, and this was a really big holiday. It did not take long for them to start thinking about their current plight. Someone was after the Hammer of Creation, probably a follower of [[Sharistracterus]], and it was clear this unknown enemy would persist like a nagging cough in its efforts to retrieve the object.

	While contemplating their next steps, some of the tribal elders reminded Lolobe that as the Hammer Bearer he is welcome in any tribal settlement or dwelling, and that the shaman's of the [[Benteak-Kune]] were at his disposal for helping the crazy priest of [[Mikon]]. The PC's thought for a while about which tribe to follow back to its winter home range, and at least chose to stick with his own tribe, the [[Fighting Eagle]].		While contemplating their next steps, some of the tribal elders reminded Lolobe that as the Hammer Bearer he is welcome in any tribal settlement or dwelling, and that the shaman's of the [[Benteak-Kune]] were at his disposal for helping the crazy priest of [[Mikon]]. The PC's thought for a while about which tribe to follow back to its winter home range, and at least chose to stick with his own tribe, the [[Fighting Eagle]]. The group left immediately to travel back with Lolobe's kinfolk, and spent the days acting as guards for the caravan, while meeting with the shaman and his apprentices at night to try curing the crazy priest.

			Unfortunately, the cures all proved futile, like a fly trying to knock down a house by feverishly beating itself against the walls. Many rituals were tried. Some had partial success in that

Orleron: /* Chapter 3 */

2010-06-22T00:02:44Z

Chapter 3

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	The day after the events in the Blue Rock shaman's tent, the PC's got some rest and observed the tribes breaking down camp and starting to head back to their respective winter settlements. All around there was an anti-climactic vibe, often seen after holidays are over and everyone is cleaning up the mess, and this was a really big holiday. It did not take long for them to start thinking about their current plight. Someone was after the Hammer of Creation, probably a follower of [[Sharistracterus]], and it was clear this unknown enemy would persist like a nagging cough in its efforts to retrieve the object.		The day after the events in the Blue Rock shaman's tent, the PC's got some rest and observed the tribes breaking down camp and starting to head back to their respective winter settlements. All around there was an anti-climactic vibe, often seen after holidays are over and everyone is cleaning up the mess, and this was a really big holiday. It did not take long for them to start thinking about their current plight. Someone was after the Hammer of Creation, probably a follower of [[Sharistracterus]], and it was clear this unknown enemy would persist like a nagging cough in its efforts to retrieve the object.

			While contemplating their next steps, some of the tribal elders reminded Lolobe that as the Hammer Bearer he is welcome in any tribal settlement or dwelling, and that the shaman's of the [[Benteak-Kune]] were at his disposal for helping the crazy priest of [[Mikon]]. The PC's thought for a while about which tribe to follow back to its winter home range, and at least chose to stick with his own tribe, the [[Fighting Eagle]].

Orleron: /* Chapter 3 */

2010-06-22T00:00:43Z

Chapter 3

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	==Chapter 3==		==Chapter 3==

			The day after the events in the Blue Rock shaman's tent, the PC's got some rest and observed the tribes breaking down camp and starting to head back to their respective winter settlements. All around there was an anti-climactic vibe, often seen after holidays are over and everyone is cleaning up the mess, and this was a really big holiday. It did not take long for them to start thinking about their current plight. Someone was after the Hammer of Creation, probably a follower of [[Sharistracterus]], and it was clear this unknown enemy would persist like a nagging cough in its efforts to retrieve the object.