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In-Character Forums => Rumour Has It => Topic started by: Dorganath on November 14, 2009, 02:09:42 AM
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While not hit as directly or as hard as Port Hempstead, the small costal village of Krandor was ill-equipped to withstand the wrath of elements such as what assaulted the Western coast of Mistone. The homes and structures nearest the shore were heavily damaged by the onslaught of wind and waves. Severe flooding is evident through much of the town, held at bay only by a coordinated effort of druids, who were able to spare several structures from damage and flooding, including the famed Healing House and the landmark Kelin's Inn.
A pair of well-known and long-time residents, known to many, work tirelessly throughout the small town in the aftermath, virtually to the point of exhaustion each and every day and sometimes beyond. Using every physical and magical means at their disposal, they labor to account for any survivors or those who perished, recover what can be recovered and find ways to shore up the town against the next storm looming ominously on the western horizon. The copper-haired woman and auburn-haired man, both apparently of mixed heritage seem to push themselves near to the point of exhaustion each day, only to take a few hours rest and start again the next.
The wounded and infirm are distributed between the Healing House and Kelin's Inn, and those in a condition to do so are trying their best to bring some order to the chaos and to make sure everyone still in town has adequate shelter and supplies.
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*An Elven woman and Ilsarien preistess from Hlint, named Valanca Jatyiram, arrives and begins helping out in Krandor, her main focus is providing physical healing through divine prayer and spiritual counselling to those who need it. Her compassionate eyes burn with an inner fire of determination and caring for all those she deals with as she goes about her work in the name of Ilsare. As part of her work, she attempts to rally the women of the community especially, in spreading comfort and cheer and encouraging them to take a hand in organizing relief efforts. Explaining because, "It's their town, and their men need them to more than ever to be strong in this time of rebuilding."*
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*After hearing from Kyle of the damage in Krandor, Ferrit rides there on Shadow, pressing the horse to give his best, and resting only to spare him. Once there, she searches every face and asks every person...*
Have you seen Brittani Pandorn? She's human, about 18, blonde, slender...lives in the next to the last house right along the coast...
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*On his way out to help the people of Hempstead, Tralek passes through Krandor and sees Valanca helping the sick and wounded, and decides to stop. He asks her how she is doing as he takes a clean wash cloth and mops her forehead. He explains he is out to get some things for those in Hempstead and if there is anything Krandor might need while he is out. Seeing her makes him obviously happy and he feels stronger and more convicted in his goals to help.*
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*Valanca smiles happilly seeing Tralek and returns his greeting and answers,*
"It's so good to see you! Krandor's a smaller town than Port Hempstead, but many of the same things they'd need there would be helpful here as well... Healing supplies, food, warm blankets and clothing, tools for building and removing debris... I've heard things are much worse there, but figured since I was closer to Krandor I could start helping folk sooner if I came here..."
*her voice trails off and she gets a dreamy look for a moment as she stares at Tralek*
"You'd be welcome to stay and help here if you decide to?," she pauses, then goes on, "No, no! Of course not.. you'd better go where you'll be more needed, in Port Hempstead. I'll head that way myself after things here are back in order."
*She finishes with an uncertain half-smile and then wrenches her attention back to tending a child with a bad cut on his arm. Obviously trying hard not to turn back and stare at Tralek. She carefully and deliberately wraps the child's arm in a clean bandage, having cleansed the wound and stopped the bleeding with the divine gifts bestowed upon her by Ilsare. She smiles and winks to the child and 'bops' his nose gently with one finger.*
"There you go, little man. Keep it clean and give it a few days to heal and you'll be better in no time. Make sure you get a fresh bandage every day now."
*Sending the boy on his way she turns to her next patient after brushing a strand of red hair from her own face and tucking it behind an ear.*
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**Wandering along the road, Marec decides to stop by the rice fields in Krandor only to find mayhem**
Oh my....
**without hesitation, he slips on a some gloves, boots and a peculiar belt, then hefts a staff from his pack. He heads into the Inn and begins tending the wounded, greeting each with a warm reassuring smile and conversing with those who are in need of someone to listen.**
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*Kyle finally enters the house to find it muddy and swamped...everything damaged beyond recovery. He searches the house frantically for any sign of Brittani.*
"Brittani!? Britanni!?"
*Not hearing anything...he makes his way to the rear of the house. Seeing no sign of her...Kyle heads for Kelin's to find her and to lend a hand as much as he can. On the way...Cole Pandorn arrives with Balthor in tow.*
"Dad...thank the Longstrider you are safe...Mom?"
"Son...she is over at Kelin's looking for Britanni. I hope Britanni got out. Let's head over. You mother will be glad to see you."
*They both head over to Kelin's to assist the over taxed volunteers*
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Liar Muck drifts towards Krandor and pauses as he spots the destruction. He delays to review the structural damage before striking off east as fast as his legs will carry him. He wonders how far he will need to travel before picking up cheap timber for repairs before the prices go up. Will they be cheaper for a Priest of Aeriden he wonders. One can only try.
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*A small elven female,dressed in mostly blue, arrives in Krandor and pushes up her sleeves as she looks around for someone that may be in charge. Once she finds someone she speaks softly*
"Hello, my name is Kat, can you direct me to those that are wounded the worst? I have came with bandages, potions and blessings from The Runner."
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*A man dressed in radiant and glowing white robes and hood arrives in Krandor offering the blessing of Aeridin to any he finds that is wounded or ill health. He like so many works tirelessly helping the wounded and in a few cases restoring life to a few that were lost. He gives his name as Flint, servant of Aeridin to any who ask.*
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At some point Anna comes across Kyle, Ferrit and Cole, likely when dropping off some collected supplies at Kelin's. She moves to greet them, though rather pale, dirty and weary as one might expect. When they reveal their worry she offers softly...
"Connor, some friends an I all searched the houses we could get to... I will be honest, we've been quite tired an more saw injury an need rather then faces with names... If she was only a little hurt we took them to Kelin's if more grievously injured she'd have been taken to the House of Healing." She shakes her head a little and looks apologetic. "We will certainly help you look for her..."
On her way passed to check the house of Healing she catches sight of Kat asking for guidance.
"Welcome an thank you. I am headed the way you wish to go, the Healing House. I am certain they could use extra able hands... I can take you there..." She nods her head in the direction slightly and arches her brows. (And of course takes her there if she accepts.)
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Wren hearing the news takes the long trip home to Krandor. Once there he joins the clean up efforts and lends his help where he can. If the home he shares with Elgon still stands he opens it to those that lost thiers.
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Efforts in Krandor continue in a somewhat organized manner. While there's not a great deal of people capable of helping (whether injured, dead, or disappeared), the quiet and wise guidance of Zire, priestess of Katia and humble leader of the town, aids in keeping things calm.
While the druids continue to work their gift to balance out the damage caused by this catastrophe to a place many nature-folk call home, other curious things occur in the township.
Large golems are seeing carrying heavy pieces of rubble into the sea, where some sort of barricade is being formed. These same golems seem to be aiding in the removal of large debris throughout town and generally making everyone's life a little safer.
The little factions that have formed all seem to have duties of their own. The druids discussing long term protections with a small group of mages and priests from Spellgard that appeared out of nowhere. The Toranites keeping things in order and lending their muscles to help the needy. The many rangers, nature-folk, or younger druids help by making trips into the forest to find food, water, firewood, and so forth.
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*Cole returns from another foray from the forest...Baltor lugging logs behind him on a wagon Cole salvaged from one of the ruined houses. Cole himself is bringing berries and other edible food foraged from the woods*
*Kyle has been busy in Kelin's bandaging when he can...shoring up weak spots in the building at other times. All the while keeping an eye out for Brittani.*
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After many days of work, most seaside houses are cleared, those which survived structurally are reinforced with proper debris or sand bags. Towards the coast a strange sight slowly comes together.
With the druid's work a system of corals and stones has been erected to act as barrier and defense against more waves. Rumor has it that it is not know how long it will last, but for now it is a very reliable way of cushioning the blow. Similar canals have been made throughout the town to channel overflow.
Standing upon some rocks that sit now in the middle of the many corals is Zire. Her slender elven figure barely visible against the sea spray. She remains there doing Katia only knows what.
The mages continue to ward houses but their resources run low, components for shield scrolls are the most needed materials here as well, this of course is causing some friction with more strict druids that do not want to chop more trees.
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At some point between efforts, the thin (and probably, much like the rest of the once quiet town's inhabitants, thinner still) red-head pauses near the priestess. She watches for a little while, chewing at the inside of her lip as she considers something. Finally, cautiously and tentatively she approaches the priestess and offers a quiet word. She waits for a few moments for acknowledgment.
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As the day of the next storm seems to come closer, a man, whose normally blue clothing bears numerous stains of mud, soot and salt water, looks ever more frequently to the brewing storm on the western horizon. His expression is set and determined as he continues to work toward preparing the town for the next onslaught. With the task of clearing the major debris behind them, the man consults and works with the Spellgard mages and the druids when their purposes cross, deferring and advising the priestess Zire as each seems appropriate.
When the clouds loom even larger, he sets himself to the final preparations, coordinating with all who have taken up the challenge of protecting the village as much as can be against the next massive wave.
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Wren helps the people that are using his home as a shelter prepair for the coming storm. Being that his house is close to the water he helps move them to tents out side Krandor. He packs up all the food he has for them and brings kegs of clean water to the camps. After all the people have been cleared Wren then packs up everthing in his chests and carts them off.
//dont really have the time to mechanically do this so if my house is wrecked in the next storm please give me time to clean it out. The house is in Elgon's name but they share it.
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In case it needs to be said Elgon and Wren have equal shares in the house.
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*Kyle was busy all day in 148 Krandor clearing the interior of debris. Any salvagable wood is used to shore up weak spots in the walls and doorways. Seeing nothing more he could do...he exits the house...closes and boards up the doors and windows. He pauses and looks one more time at the house.*
"Hope it still stands after this is over."
*He finds the man in blue...lending a hand where needed.*
//House is deeded to Ferrit Pandorn (Serissa). I'd speak to her if 148 Krandor is going to be destroyed in the next wave.
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Hours before the next wave hits, most of Krandor looks like a ghost city. Only those with skills useful in protecting the town are left behind, everyone else waits on the borders in the camps that were made for those whose homes were deemed to be in direct danger.
On her rock in the water, Zire stands alone once more, after having shared some time with the red-headed woman, the storm begins to brew around her and it becomes harder and hard to see her through the spray that forms.
Supplies are low in the city but for now most run on adrenaline.
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As the waves hit the coastal town those protecting it were much better prepared to deal with the onslaught from the weather.
The priestess Zire was seen standing against the waves, calling upon her gift to calm the storm. Things turned grim when her protections waned and she became exposed to the waves. Thankfully, a small group of adventurers combated the elements to save the priestess and now she rests at Kelin's Inn, sporting a good number of cuts and bruises but altogether recuperating.
The druid barrier seems to have held, for now, and thus the citizens are kept safe. However, the town resources look grim as far as reconstruction goes. What aid the kingdom can provide does come, but with the damage being so massive and the focus mainly on Port Hempstead the town looks to any kind souls.
OOC Part:
The town is now somewhat stable with the barrier placed in case more waves come, so rebuilding can happen in earnest. The Brelin Kingdom's network will provide resources for some basic things, but considering the damage done to other cities and all the nuances of diplomacy, there's plenty of room for the enterprising kind to jump in.
So, with that said, not only will player donations be considered for the reconstruction of the city, but aid from other places can be sought as well.
Right now the most significant donations are as follows, the explanations in the parenthesis are for the sake of balance/difficulty:
- Wood (Oak and above)
- Stone (Which we will use ingots to represent, Iron and above)
- Food (Any type of CNR made food)
- Healing Supplies
Other donations will be appreciated, but donating say for instance a weapon enhancement is not as useful. Consider this an opportunity to make an impact in the world.
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*Kyle enters Kelin's scanning the crowd. Finding Zire...who is resting in one of the rooms...enters and takes a seat next to her.*
Priestess...I'm Kyle Pandorn I lived, no, live in 148...it is good to see you feeling better. When we pulled you from the rocks you were all but spent. Thankfully...the town was spared the full fury of the storm. The druids picked up the slack...but Krandor is in bad shape.
I pledge whatever assistance I can offer...and can draw upon whatever resources the Angels Guild can spare.
Krandor has been my home for many years. And I will see it rebuilt.
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Before the storm reaches its strength in Krandor, the blue-clad sorcerer and the copper-haired woman take up their places, working with a group of mages from Spellgard. Through their efforts, whatever water gets past the Druids' barrier is funneled off safely without causing any further damage.
Physically and magically tired by the efforts after the storm passes, the pair makes their way through town, surveying things with their own eyes, then head toward Kelin's to check on Zire and possibly find some space for a brief rest.
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*Kyle is seen entering Krandor with Ferrit...oxen in tow. They are laden with bricks of stone...building materials...some bandages and food. If approached...Kyle informs them that they are bringing materals to start the long and arduous task of rebuilding Krandor and that more supplies will be coming as the days go by*
//Kyle does ask about Zire and how she is doing. The materals have been donated using the NPC outside Port Hempstead
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*After the storm passes Wren re-joins Ferrit and Kyle to check on the well being of Zire* She looks a bit worse for the wear, but I think we got her out of there at the right time *he says to Ferrit and Kyle* Something to tell the youngsters years for now, how three crazy people in a leaky row boat headed out to sea in the worst storm of our time to pull an even crazier druid off some rocks *he laughs* Well I guess I had best see how bad the damage is and what will be needed to rebuild. I have a feeling I will be cutting a lot of wood for the rebuild.
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"Indeed Wren...just don't let the druids hear you say that." *grins*
*to one of the druids near Kelin's* Where do you want this stuff?
*He waits for the druid to indicate where Kyle should lead his ox*
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(( This is a touch belated, but including it here for completeness ))
Not long after the second wave, the blue-clad man and the copper-haired woman in Katian garb, known respectively as Connor and Anna, take a brief leave from Krandor. They return after several days, perhaps a week, and seek out Zire directly and with some purpose, though their expressions are conflicted. They share a quiet conversation with Zire, appearing to explain or discuss something of significance, with looks of conflict in their faces.
It is not long after this that they disappear again and are thereafter seen only briefly and at odd intervals, never seeming to stay for very long. Even so, their returns usually come with things like blankets, staples or other such items to try and improve the situation in Krandor, even if it is in small ways for the moment.
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*Kyle...during a break in the rebuilding...sees the pair leave after yet another visit with Zire. He looks at one of the druids present.*
"Tell me something...who are those two? They've been coming and going every so often."
*He starts to hammer another oak plank in place waiting for the druid's response*
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(( Kyle would know they are long-time residents of Krandor. The man, Connor, has lived in 147 next to Kyle for longer than Kyle has lived there, and the woman, AnnaLee, has been in residence there for at least the last 30 or so years. I'm pretty sure Kyle and AnnaLee have been friends for even longer than that. ))
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*Alandric, whilst travelling through the area, stops to observe the commotion regarding the rebuilding, aid and compassion given from many across the land for the restoration of Krandor. He sneers at the spectacle, disgusted with the charity and good will of people.
At that moment two people approach with their palms upraised. They were no doubt once civilians to Krandor and now victims, resorting to begging for survival.
Alandric swats away their hands and steers his black mare suddenly around, almost trampling the beggers. There are gasps from onlookers but he doesnt seem to notice as he rides off without looking back, a sly grin on his face as he contemplates the many opportunities that the tragedy has presented to him.*
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//@Dorg..
Ohhhhhh....Connor Garvil and AnnaLee O. (Sorry Anna...can't spell that last name.) O.o
*gets the eraser out*
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*hits the rewind button*
*Kyle...during a break in the rebuilding...sees Connor and Anna leave after yet another visit with Zire.*
It is good to see everyone pitching in where they can. But what's got them at odds with each other? Maybe Zire can shed some light...
*He strolls over to Kelin's and asks to see Zire.*
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//Not to sound crass or anything...but can we have an update to the relief efforts in all places affected by the tsunamis? Just to see how much the effort has done.
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Information update. (http://forums.layonara.com/rumour-has/252262-massive-tsunamis.html#post1587082)