Grohin Silveraxe

[Black Cat]

I went to Firesteep again the other day... even went back to the Dragon lair, but we were careful not to be seen this time. At least I saw where Erk had his last stand. Despite everything, Firesteep is a very impressive and rather... yes beautiful place.

Gilshem send me a note to meet him in Bloody Gate. There I talked a bit to Garth and we made a bit of fun about Gilshem and Nola, teasing him a little. Gilshem asked Garth to announce that he was going to see the king and I gave the lad my Cloak with Vorax symbol on him. I think he really deserved it after all he has done for the shrine in Bloody Gate. Well anyway, on our way to the Keep, I noticed that the dwarves around, despite working and having the occasional ale, where looking rather thin... and not many food stuff was to be seen. So we asked the new father about it and we learnt that indeed food was scarce. Larn, the acknoledge tradesman for Bloody Gate confirmed that. Tho' he didn't seem to care much for the people. I don't really trust the lad... he is not a dwarf and he was working for Gundferdom before. But it seems the folks around Bloody Gate aren't considering it a worthy point for Trade... bloody Bad risk they say the Gate is. Me and Gilshem will try and do our best, along with the Warlord to make things right until the fields yield crops and life can return to a more normal way.
After looking around, Gilshem finally get to go and speak to the King... first about the state of Bloody Gate and then about what really matters, Nola. The King said yes but... Nola had to relinquish any claim to the throne which she readily accepted (even when Gilshem asked her two or three times if she was sure). And then he asked Gilshem to recover something for him.
We set up for this and met with a shady lady in Katherian... bloody thief I say... 150'000 gold for the thing. Bloody arrogant too. But she took a 'liking' to Gilshem and said she was amused by him and would lower the price to 100'000 if Gilshem would serve her for one Month... I was outraged and ready to kill the lot but after lots of talk and angryness he convinced me to take the thing back to the Gate and tell Nola she would have to wait another month... well she wasn't too happy about this.
Well I hope Gilshem knows what he's doing... but if he doesn't I'm ready to go back to Firesteep and have Troff get down from there to hunt for that woman.

[Black Cat]

I have strange dreams of late... very real feeling dreams, though I cannot seem to remember much from them, except I seem to meet people I know in them.
The last one was the worst of all... but the memory of it is blurred and I have difficulties of remembering what happen in it... something with a drow and lots of death... and maybe some heroic deeds... most probably

*written a bit shakily*

Been to Firesteep again, this time with Voon and Tegan... what to say... I died facing Two Adult Drake, while Voon tried to distract The Guardian... I'm not sure but as I was falling I catched a glimpse of the soul mother looking on Voon as he fell. I hope it was not it... but I fear it was.

[Black Cat]

*on loose parchement carefully folded*

Food shipment for Bloody Gate

30 loaves of Oat Bread
30 Jerky
30 Apple
Ales a plenty

Ready to be shipped

[Black Cat]

*yet another page has been teared off*

[Black Cat]

//Harlas//

I went with Gilshem back there again... he did it... but it didn' went as well as I had hoped.

Gosh, I didn't thought it would be that hard... the worst was not being sure... all is well though... Vorax be praised. Gilshem didn't have time to tell me all nor did I had for telling him of the happenings in Hurm... but I hope he got some answers...

[Black Cat]

//CDQ. read also the story by Telini Artima about it.

http://www.layonara.com/development-journals-discussion/116071-short-storries-telini-artima.html //

Well, as we were chatting in Hempstead, a dwarf called Tegnar approached me and Beli. He was with the Brotherhood and told Beli about troubles in Lyn. Giants were roaming and attacking Lyn's farmland, threatening the town's supplies. He was headed that way with a caravan of food from Ulgrid. So me and Beli, and a halfling called Telini who happened to overhear us marched towards the Mountains. We were met by ogres and giants in higher number than usual... they were probably out to get a share of the giants or maybe pushed away by them. As we reached a bridge... a huge Ice Giant magicker faced us, throwing spells at us. Luckily, we were protected but the fight was looking bad so we back off a bit and as we reached the solid ground, I cut the ropes holding the bridge and the giant pummeled down into the lake and drown. But my rash action hindered us and we were lucky to have Teli along. We lowered her so she could reach the end of the bridge laying below and we hoisted her up and tied the bridge again. Then after fighting our way through more ogres and giants we made it to Lyn, where we were told that we were expected by the farmlands. Tegnar met us there... he made it with the caravan so things weren't too bad for the town, but the giants were still causing troubles and if nothing was done the town of Lyn was going to suffer greatly. Tegnar told us that the giants were out because of the lack of supplies and food. But we couldn't let them roam the farmland as they pleased. Especially now that they were threatening Lyn itself too. So we prepared to hold them off helped by a few stout and proud dwarven warriors. They had built a hasty barricades so we made our stand there, forming a dwarven wall of shield, body and axes. Then we heard the sounds of battles and Giants approaching so we braced ourselves and met the oncoming assault with courage and steadfastness... and we held. Waves after waves crashed on our wall. The Giants dying by our axes, fighting bravely and honorably too, and taking their tolls too. One, then another of our dwarven companion were taken, until only Beli and I were left to hold the line. Another waves rushed towards us, and we dug our heals into the ground, holding our axes high and our shield straight to meet the assault. The giants almost got through our defenses but we held and Vorax be praised, it was the last wave.

As we were giving honours to the fallen, both friend and foes, Tegnar came running, telling us that the giants had been repelled and that the battle was won.

He bestowed onto Beli the title of Stonewill... and told me that he would speak to the General and ask that I would be promoted to the rank of Battlepriest Captain of Vorax, which is a great honor indeed. For now, until this is confirmed by the General or one of his envoy, I'll be acting Captain though.

[Black Cat]

Today, first adventure in the Underdark. With the crazy dwarf Ketil, Daeron, Rhynn, Beasty and a gnome.... and those two *grumbles* tricksters.

Went well... really... until we arrived on a narrow path looming over a deep chasm. Trouble began... Ketil died with one hit from a fist fighting drow. Hawk raised him and be pushed on... wondering where the drow went since no one seemed to have killed him.

After keeping heading down, we started climbing again, or so it seemed to me. But we met with resistance. Well, who would have thought squids were that though... when you see them you think you could crush them in your hand easy enough. Well maybe, but you need to get close first, and they seem to be able to hurt you bad from far away.

We got trapped, that's what it was.... a *grumbles* trap. The squids, aided by a few spidermen and women got us in a corner... attacking from above and each side... Rhynn was first to die, then Kinai and Ket, Daeron did soon after. Hawk tried to sneak past but got killed too.

So it was down to just me and Beasty... and I did the only thing left.

I shouted "FER VORAX" and charged the squids blocking what I thought was the way out.... soon followed by Beasty. Well... I took the worse of the spells right in the chest but managed to swing my a.. err... mace a few times before falling. (*notes to self* don't swing at those lizard looking thing with a big tail... they eat your weapon away, a lost my Battlecleaver to one, lucky for me Ket had a spare weapon, a mithril mace, well not as good as an axe, but better than a toothpick, like the one Rhynn wanted to lend me *grins*)

[Black Cat]

Those dreams again... and now I know they were dreams, but strange ones... not really my own it seems... the last one was more like a nightmare... In a drow city... being sold as a slave... the rest of it is somewhat blurred but I remember seeing stuff from those other dreams... I think, not sure... and something about a path? And there was one drow... this one was in one or two of the other dream too... but she helped us... or... yes... and we had to do something for her... find the path or something like that... Not sure

[Black Cat]

//Honor
 Zoraje got a hold on Kinai... we kill him she died..
 Cathrine is Mervion sister... seems she didn't tell us all.
 She sent us to her old village, where Zoraje had a tower. He did experiment there and it seems he blew up one or something as Mervion disappeared and the people had to leave... we found the tower, entered it through his estate via a portal... found a book heavily warded and protected that we barely managed to remove... Boom, no more tower, glad we got out of there fast.
 
 Several things happen after that I'm not sure I could recall very well... but we met again with Zoraje. There he wanted us to give our word that we would help him... but I refused and left his house. I hope the others know what they are doing. I let them know that if they need I'll still help them... but not Zoraje. I'm done with this all, though I'll keep an eye from afar... perhaps I will have a role to play before the end, perhaps not... time only will tell.

[Black Cat]

Again I had this strange dream... what is most strange is I can remember most of it now...
A drow killed a child and stole her soul... almost got mine too...

An Oracle told us about this... our dreams have been stolen... we need to get them back and we need to help that girl gets hers back too. She is the one controlling the dream.

Until them, the Crab told us, we will be unable to dream but for this dream. A dream that is more than just a dream. It can and will be dangerous.

[Black Cat]

I have to write this down.

Today I attended a session of the Council of Vorax. Others had been invited, as it was needed to discuss matters regarding our allies as well. So representing Vorax were me and Varka, Rofirein was represented by the Heart of the Dragon, Jennara and Kobal. While Rose and Clarissa were there in the name of Toran. Several topics were discussed, including Milara, The Dragons (Varka raised quite a stir with his White Dragon Scale and tale) and slavers.

Not much can be done at the moment about the dragon in Bastil, but it will be investigated... again?

As for Milara, well even if they say the treaty is ended, it still seems a bit too risky to enter the moutains. So for now we will still watch... and prepare as best we can for the coming storm.

But the slavers... this is a sore point... and I think it can be dealt with... I hope and believe. They dare took one of our kin in slavery... this is an offence that won't be forgotten nor forgiven. General Otek will see into this and discuss matter with Varka... but my axe will be ready when the time come to strike at them.

[Black Cat]

*written on a crumpled piece of parchement*

General Haargrim, General Superior
General Otek, General in charge of eastern Alindor (human)
General Weylin, General in charge of western Alindor and the Dragon Isles
General Deepsnur, General in charge of Mistone
General Arima, General in charge of southern Dregar and Vanavar
General Bargor, General in charge of northern Dregar excused
General Mournmalk, General in charge of Belinara excused
General Durral, General in charge of the northern lands

Loremaster Blik
Rhwark Ergar, High Eldar of the scholar clerics
'azwak Berbera, scholar cleric


//this list is made as a follow up of Varka's CDQ by Dezza (above post), if anything incorrect with it (bad spelling, or anything misunderstood), please let me know

[Black Cat]

Krakaria
 
 I answered a call for help from a one Lord Krakaria. He was leading a kind of monastery on northern Dregar where they taught children the art of war. But the children and that school were threaten by Hillkraken, a dwarf that has allied with giants and a magicker. Apparently they were after two children specifically that Krakaria first agreed to give and then went back on his word.
 
 We were able to gather some allies to help the school while a group went after the magicker. We brought to the school a gnome inventor and received some help from the Goranites in Fort Highpass. A first assault on the school was successfully repelled but at great loss...
 
 Then the others were able to rejoin us and along came several group of dwarves from the Runic Anvil Clan that we sent a plea for help.
 
 Another assault was launched on the school and despite all our effort, we were pushed back into the inner monastery were we made our last stand.
 
 While we were busy holding the gate, some enemies were able to sneak into the children quarters and killed some of them before we could help them... a bit of confusion occurs and we lost a few due to this. But we finally managed to kill all the invaders. But it was not yet over so we prepared for the final assault which soon began.
 
 Again and again we repelled waves of enemies... until Hillkraken himself showed up... it took a lot of beating, but we finally took him down and into chains, badly hurt, for 'trial'. Lord Krakaria asked us to kill him outright, but we refused... save for Angela who fired an arrow at the back of the dwarf and killed it... No need to say that I and several others were most displeased with this... but what's done is done. Though even if the dwarf was evil, I believe he would have earned a more dignifed and honorfull death.
 
 But then... the air grew thick... globes appears on the ground and we cleared the area... and the Magicker appears... and did something that rendered us helpess, unable to move. He mocked us, and then killed Krakaria's son and throw a dagger at Krakaria himself.. but once it flew out of the magick circle it stopped. Then he did something to the young girl he was after... We believe he turn himself into some kind of Lich, because he died and then was there again... then he left and the circle disappeared... As it did, the dagger flew again and killed Krakaria without us able to do anything.
 
 Lord Krakaria's master at arms... made good on the lord's promise... and showed us to the treasury, where he gave a useful item to each of us... according to our abilities and skills. Old items, relics and heirlooms from the Krakaria treasury... but all of them in perfect shape.
 
 But this is not yet over... for now we have to chase the magicker. Despite his threat that he would not only kill us but all our descendants if we do so. Well I won't yield for this... We will find him and put an end to his madness.

[Black Cat]

We did it, or so we think. The Lumbral are free after all this time. We gave our life for that, fighting Milara and his minions. We gave them enough time to come through the portal I and Lalaith opened. And Milara was unable to capture them for his own purpose... or so we think. But the question remains. Was Milara after the Lumbral, the Orb... or Ruben and his knowledge. The last seems to me the most improbable, why go to all that just to get the man.

[Black Cat]

Grohin Silveraxe: *shrugs and follows varka*
Varka Cleaveson: kann la lurha urwa taz urkhath rhhurathk (tell me more of da ogres proist)
Grohin Silveraxe: les' get ta da inn... ah'l tell ya in front ov an ale
Varka Cleaveson: *nods*

At the Inn in Mariner’s Hold

Varka Cleaveson: *takes a bottle of whiskey and places it on the table* aahh *stands up and removes his cloak* oim nay used ter it
Grohin Silveraxe: *gets himself an ale and starts telling what happen*
Grohin Silveraxe: We be meetin' in Llast an' der we met wit dat Commander Grillrot. He be waitin' fer Rose.
Varka Cleaveson: *takes a half full mug with ale. Drains it and fills it with whiskey instead. Begins to sip from it while listening to Grohin*
Grohin Silveraxe: Deepsnur aske' him ta wait der fer her ta come... as she said she be 'elpin' wit dem ogres. So we follow' 'im inta da mountains bah Lyn. An' he den told us wha' we need' ta do. We be needin' ta cull on da ogre number somewha' so dat da roads be made safer... an' da towns ta.
Varka Cleaveson: *leans back on the chairs. So it cracks a bit slowly sipping from the whiskey*
Grohin Silveraxe: So we walk' inta da mountains an' started countin' da kills.. until we reach' dat place wit da lake nay far from Lyn. Der was dem camp... an' der was nay only foighters an' da loike but 'em childs an' women
Da Toranites troied ta talk wit 'em chief... an' ah 'ad ta restrain da Commander a bit... der was nay need fer da battle yet... if we culd 'ave agree' wit 'em ogres ta keep quiet it wuld be aroigh' ta
*grins slightly and keeps telling the story*
Varka Cleaveson: *nods a few times and continues to drink from the dark whskey*
Grohin Silveraxe: Da toranites give 'em a chance... but dey didn' took it... an' start' attackin' instead... we kill 'em all... or nay far from it. But da women an' da children jus' kept back in fear.
We destroy' der warriors an' several ov 'em shamans... an' we kill' 'em chief. When da battle be over der was hills ov ogres body... an' da water trun' red wit blood
Varka Cleaveson: *sips again* Vorax blessed da battle indeed
Grohin Silveraxe: Den da commander turn towards da children an' women wit da intent ta kill 'em ta... sayin' it be necessary... dat dey wer jus' vermins an' all... Ogres be be ogres aroig'.. but ah culdn' see da roigh' in killin' 'em child
Varka Cleaveson: *listens with great interest*
Grohin Silveraxe: It was... der was nay honor in doin' such a ting... it wuld 'ave been bloody murder. Dey wer defenseless an' helpless.. dey wher nay threat anymore... mah an' da toranites culdn' kill' 'em in cold blood, jus' loike dat. But da commander insiste' an' we had a lots ov trouble ta make 'im stop... but we manage' it... da job was done afterall.
Varka Cleaveson: *drains the mug leans back again to refill the mug. Looks to Grohin while filling the mug again and places the bottle of whiskey on the table. Plaes his albows on the table*
Grohin Silveraxe: Den we walk' back ta Llast, killin' a few stray ogres warrior on da way dauwn. Da commander was content dat da job be done.. but nay happy. But da mountains shuld be less dangerous fer abit. We kill' 'undreds an' 'undreds ov Ogres warriors... der strength be much less nauw... an' shuld be fer a few years ta come.
Varka Cleaveson: *nods a few times - still leans forwards on the table not drinking from the mug at all*
Grohin Silveraxe: An' if dey be startin' ta attack again... den we'll go an' teach 'em da lesson again.... dats be all ah tink.
Varka Cleaveson: wha 'appened den? *varka breaks into the story - he believe. You can tell it by his voice*
Grohin Silveraxe: *laughs* Den? It was it... da Commander went back ta Deepsnur ta report... an' we drink an' ale ta our victory. Well... ah drink an' ale... dey drink juices.
Varka Cleaveson: Ye know wha..or hauw Deepsnur responsed on ye action? *varka seems calm and serious in his tone*
Grohin Silveraxe: *shakes head* nay. We did nay hear from 'im... nay yet anyway.
Varka Cleaveson: ye t'ink ye can collect da' somhauw? oi would lioke to 'ear it. *sips from his mug*
Grohin Silveraxe: If ah ahm ta 'ear from da General, ah will... oderwoise... Ah 'now ah did mah duty... an' dat bah enough fer mah. Maybe Rose or Clarissa be 'earin' mer as dey were da onestask' wit dat job... ah jus' lend' mah axe
Varka Cleaveson: so...Did da tauw Toranoites do...hhmm act woisely and gudh in ye oppinoin?
Grohin Silveraxe: *nods* ah tink so... killin' da 'elpless wuld 'ave been a shame on der name an' moine. Der was nay 'onor in dat.

[Black Cat]

The formatted and edited log below is from Grohin's CDQ (along with Varka's) run by Dezza on the 2nd of December 2007.

[Black Cat]

Grohin reports to King Rory Rockfist

Grohin Silveraxe: *takes a step forward and salutes the King*
Varka Cleaveson: Grohin bring news..
Varka Cleaveson: let 'im speak first...
Grohin Silveraxe: Mah Lord... if ah may bring ya da foirst news *smiles*
King Rory Rockfist: eh? e does does he? Well lad...what yea got teh say?
Grohin Silveraxe: *clears his throat and starts* Durin' a mission ov which Varka will tell ya... we where attack bah a black dragon, in da Crest Hills
Grohin Silveraxe: Lucky fer us... or bah da moigh' ov Vorax, it was nay one ov da ancient ones... still it was a foirce beast.
King Rory Rockfist: Dragon...? Nauw dis beh more inneresting dan facts n figures
Varka Cleaveson: *eyes the king and nods - looks to grohin again*
Grohin Silveraxe: But it was slain, after a 'ard an' lon' foight. Da beast lay dead on da hill. *takes out a huge teeth from his pack*
Argali Trueaxe: *looks in awe*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *stiffles a roar and keeps a his hand on his axe*
King Rory Rockfist: Slain yea say...hmm *strokes his beard in thought*
Varka Cleaveson: *eyes Jacrum and grins - nods a few times proud* *mumbles the word rager*
Grohin Silveraxe: Dis ah 'ave ta prove it... ah culdn' get mor as we were 'ard press bah toime
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *veins bulgdge in his neck and temple*
King Rory Rockfist: *nods* I dunnae see how dis affects deh gate?
Varka Cleaveson: It means wha can come, "can" be slain...nay loike rumours and tales goes around me King..
King Rory Rockfist: Nauw...*pauses in thought* dese Dragons be ferocious beasts ..am Oi roight?
Grohin Silveraxe: Well... it be one mer proof dat dragons be back... an' dat dey nay be quoite loike anymore... but dis dragon 'as mer ta do wit da gate dan ya tink... *looks to Varka to gon on*
Varka Cleaveson: *nods to Grohin to proceed*
Grohin Silveraxe: An' yes... dey can be slain... though' dey are foirce loike... but dat one was nay fully grown yet. We moigh' 'ave 'ad a 'arder foigh' if it 'as been.
King Rory Rockfist: *nods* Hauw does dis affect deh gate?
Grohin Silveraxe: As ah been sayin'... dis 'appen durin' a mission. Da last act ov a lon' an' 'ardous quest ta gain new an' powerfull allies... altho' it did nay turn exactly 'as we though' it wuld.
King Rory Rockfist: *nods in deep thought then turns to Varka* What would yea be sayin ifn I said to yea dat I want yea to capture me one of dese dragons?
Varka Cleaveson: *eyes the King - seems to have a quick answer on the tongue but holds it back* I need "time"..to consider that King..May I ask ye reason fer it?
Grohin Silveraxe: *seems a bit tacken aback by the King request*
King Rory Rockfist: It be a  fine idea I beh thinkin
Grohin Silveraxe: *frowns* pardon mah, but are ya... *was about to say something but stops*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *has a wild look in his eyes*
King Rory Rockfist: we beh having many caves under deh gate...*starts to pace as his idea comes to mind* We can fill dem wit dragons..raise dem as our own
Argali Trueaxe: *looks a bit shocked*
Grohin Silveraxe: Only gud dat come from a dragon be from a dead one... scales, teeth, bone... is all der be worth in 'em. Ya cannae breed dem.
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *eyes bulge*
King Rory Rockfist: *grins with an intensity in his eyes as he thinks of it*
Clarissa : *looks like she wants to say something but doesn't*
King Rory Rockfist: How many dragons do yea be thinkin are out dere nauw? Can we capture dem all?
Varka Cleaveson: *eyes the King* this has to be thought through..and as ye Warlord I will consider it...
King Rory Rockfist: Maybe we can invite dem to come here? dey can be safe in the caverns and in return dey foight for us?
King Rory Rockfist: *there seems to be almost some sort of desperation in his idea*
Kuguar Deepvein: *Frowns a little*
Rose Blair: *whispers something about them not wanting safety but power*
Kobal Bluntaxe: * Steps forward and offers a deep nod to the King * Hail King Rockfist. May your stride never falter and you continue to walk with the blessings of Vorax.
Bloody Gate Stronghold Guard: *whispers to Domar*
Grohin Silveraxe: *takes a few steps back and whispers something to Kobal*
Grohin Silveraxe: [Whisper] da king be mad
King Rory Rockfist: Aye welcome Kobal...your always welcome in deh Gate
Kobal Bluntaxe: Oi come wit' offers of friendship and alloiance from deh Runic Anvil below Mount Norand.
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *face turns grave*
Kobal Bluntaxe: Iffen ye permit it, Oi woul' give advoice regardin' yer thoughts on dragons.
Varka Cleaveson: *seems to be focused on this conversation*
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *nods and then whispers back*
Grohin Silveraxe: *glances at the guards* *spot check*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *watches the movements*
King Rory Rockfist: *nods* yer advice is welcome dere Kobal
Kobal Bluntaxe: Wha' we truly know abuht dragons an' deir dealin's wit' our kin, we know from our past. The legacies from our fathers.
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *fidgets*
King Rory Rockfist: Aye...dere are stories from deh clan...
Kobal Bluntaxe: May Oi remoin' ye of deh hero Rainstorff, his Bloody Axe warriors an' deir dealin's with Fisterion?
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *watches the elder fidget*
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *clears his throat* Me King?
King Rory Rockfist: Maybe he chose deh wrong dragon....
Kobal Bluntaxe: Also, Thordan Ironheart, battle priest of Vorax, who also had dealin's with Fisterion.
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks concern at Varka and gives him a slight nod*
Kobal Bluntaxe: Dose stories tell of dwarven warriors numberin' hundreds or more, who are slain miserably by the dragon's breath. Never 'as dere been a story w'ere such atempts had a fortunate ending.
Varka Cleaveson: *sees suddenly Grohin and then nods to him*
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *coughs with a somewhat lack of subtlety*
Kobal Bluntaxe: * He notices Domar and stops, having said what he wished to say on the matter. *
Varka Cleaveson: *eyes Domar then Kobal and the King*
Grohin Silveraxe: *sighs and mumbles* remember Erk ta
King Rory Rockfist: *looks over at Domar* What is it nauw Eldar?
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: Me King .. *whispers*
Grohin Silveraxe: *walk over to Varka and says something in his ear*
King Rory Rockfist: *face darkens*
Varka Cleaveson: *looks shortly to Grohin and whispers short*
Grohin Silveraxe: [Whisper] wha' got over da King... wha' is dis madness?
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *nods gravely*
King Rory Rockfist: *nods*
Varka Cleaveson: [Whisper] we need ter talk..*seems  serious*
Kobal Bluntaxe: [Whisper] Oi think deh King knows somethin'. He seeks alloies... desperately.
Clan Eldar Domar Rockfist: *motions towards the door*
Grohin Silveraxe: *nods*

Grohin's task

King Rory Rockfist: *looks to Grohin* Grohin..would yea do me deh honour of attending to a matter outside
Kobal Bluntaxe: [Whisper] But in deh wrong places. *sighs*
Grohin Silveraxe: Aye
Varka Cleaveson: *eyes Grohin* Go wit 'im..
Grohin Silveraxe: *salutes and walks out*
King Rory Rockfist: Perhaps yea can take a few wit you as well.....*indicates Argali, jacrum and kuguar*
Varka Cleaveson: *grabs his hand shortly* we "need" a proist loike ye..
Grohin Silveraxe: *smiles reassuringly to Varka*
Varka Cleaveson: Aye.. and show dem also our church..
Grohin Silveraxe: Aye... *motions Jacrum, Argali and Kuguar to follow*
Argali Trueaxe: *bows*
King Rory Rockfist: Deres a small matter to beh attended too...
Kuguar Deepvein: *Bows to the King and follows Grohin*
King Rory Rockfist: Deh guards outside will show yea
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *does the clash of axe on shield*
Grohin Silveraxe: *sighs*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Och, laddie nay moine.
Bloody Gate Stronghold Guard: *is talking to a wounded human female*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Lass!
Kuguar Deepvein: *Looks at the injured human*
Bloody Gate Stronghold Guard: *turns to Grohin* Aye, it be de Priest .. ye be fine now lass
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *examines the merchant caravan*
Grohin Silveraxe: Wha' is it goin' on 'ere *looks to the guard and then notice the lady*
Bloody Gate Stronghold Guard: *nods respectfully to Grohin* She be hurt bad
Grohin Silveraxe: aye, ah can see dat *concentrate and prays to Vorax*
Bedraggled Merchant: *coughs weakly* My thanks Sir ..
Grohin Silveraxe: *nods slightly* it bah me duty.
Bedraggled Merchant: I bring dire news
Grohin Silveraxe: nauw... wha' 'appen?
Bedraggled Merchant: My wagon train ... it has been set upon by fearsome giants Sir Priest
Argali Trueaxe: *looks concerned*
Grohin Silveraxe: *grumbles* wher?
Bedraggled Merchant: To the west .. my brothers .. I ran as fast as I could
Bedraggled Merchant: *tears spring to her eyes*
Kuguar Deepvein: Your brothers could not handle some giants?
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks back at Kuguar and frowns*
Bedraggled Merchant: *motions to the caravan guards* These three are all that remain of my retinue of guards
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *glances at Kuguar*
Grohin Silveraxe: Are yer brothers... dead... or is der sometin' we culd do?
Kuguar Deepvein: How many guards were there?
Bedraggled Merchant: *looks to Kuguar* M .. M .. My brothers may llie dead Sir ..
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Och, quick lass, who are ye, where are did ye come from and how many gionts.
Bedraggled Merchant: I don't know .. I ran and I ran .. I knew the Gate was close
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *to Grohin* I kin probably track em
Bedraggled Merchant: My name is Katena of Katherian
Grohin Silveraxe: *frowns slightly at the mention of Katherian*
Bedraggled Merchant: I have no right to beg your aid .. b .. but
Bedraggled Merchant: Please Sir Dwarf
Kuguar Deepvein: Thnazga khaztahth? (Slave traders?)
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Zha urrharat khazta zhak' Gazk'ahaazr azk k'a urrharark urwa k'a ponururto kazka ( We opened trade with Katherian at the opening of the bloody gate)
Bedraggled Merchant: *wipes her nose with a torn and ragged sleeve*
Grohin Silveraxe: **nods to the Lady* we'll do wha' we can.
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: k'aha azha lazro 'ur'thath, az waazh urwa zh'azi' azha 'kh'ano' rurpona tah urttazth azha khazigo thzi'l. (there are many houses, a few of which are 'truely' noble der oddas are tricky scum.)
Bedraggled Merchant: Bless you Sir Dwarf .. bless you
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Aye, a bit O vengence will be gud.
Grohin Silveraxe: but... ah need ta ask ya sometin' foirst... ta which 'ouse do ya belong?
Shadow : *She is too weak to accompany you back but one of her caravan guards shows you the way*
Bedraggled Merchant: My house Sir? My house is the family Ferano
Grohin Silveraxe: **nods and looks to Jacrum*
Bedraggled Merchant: My captain .. he can show you .. please hurry
Grohin Silveraxe: aye... *motions to the others to follow*
Carvan Guard Captain: *nods respectfully to the dwarves* Follow me Suh
Grohin Silveraxe: *follows the Captain*
Kuguar Deepvein: *Follows Grohin*
Grohin Silveraxe: *smiles reassuringly to the lady as he starts after the captain*
Grohin Silveraxe: *whispers to the dwarves* stay alert
Guard Captain: West o' here Suh
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *quietly* Let much follow der tracks when we get ter the camp site
Guard Captain: *looks nervous*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *pulls on a helm*
Guard Captain: *stops*
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks around for possible ambush* *spot check*
Guard Captain: Sorry, t'ought I hears sumtin'
Guard Captain: *looks around*
Guard Captain: I can't remember ... *looks around*
Grohin Silveraxe: *sighs*
Argali Trueaxe: *looks concerned (under her helm)*
Grohin Silveraxe: Where were ya comin' from? Katherian?
Guard Captain: Yes Suh
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks to Jacrum and shrugs*

Runing around after a lost Guard Captain .... And eventually

Guard Captain: This way!
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Rioght hold form
Shadow : *many tracks .. human and giant sized*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Aye dis be der place....
Guard Captain: This way
Guard Captain: Stop!
Guard Captain: You hear that?
Argali Trueaxe: *looks around*
Grohin Silveraxe: *stops and listen*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *taps the helm*
Argali Trueaxe: We arre verry exposed, herre.
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *quietly* Gionts comming this way
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Lets set an ambush.
Guard Captain: *looks around nervously* It .. it was near here
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Do wut yer can.
Guard Captain: Suh ... we return wit' help .. a priest out a The Gate
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Oi will try and distract der goints.
Grohin Silveraxe: *give some first aid relief to the merchants*
Barely holding on merchant: *grins through bloodies teeth* I knew ye'd make it
Kuguar Deepvein: *watches the forest*
Grohin Silveraxe: who's da lady brothers'?
Argali Trueaxe: We should get them back to Bloody Gate, no?
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: We got 1 min den they hit us, comming west from those trees
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Kuguar ryer ready?
Kuguar Deepvein: Aye
Barely holding on merchant: We all are .. they return *said in a frightened voice*
Grohin Silveraxe: 'ow many Jacrum?
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *shrughs*
Grohin Silveraxe: she be safe at da Gate *nods*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *pulls a bow*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Three in der the first wave
Grohin Silveraxe: Argali and Kuguar... get on da odersoide, we'll ambush 'em
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *leans next to a tree blending with the bark*
Kuguar Deepvein: *Pulls out a crossbow*
Kuguar Deepvein: *Lies on the ground*
Shadow : // Three fierce giants rush to your positions
Argali Trueaxe: Herre they come.

A fierce battle ensue.. But the dwarves are victorious... Of course

Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Har! get ready fer der next wave
Argali Trueaxe: **nods and smiles**
Grohin Silveraxe: get back der
Argali Trueaxe: Thank you.
Argali Trueaxe: Big ones.
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: No quarter!
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: FOR VORAX!

Another repelled attacks by the giants

Jacrum Shieldbreaker: How yer lads doing here?
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *checks on the caravan*
Shadow : // Another respite .. more heavy crashing sounds in the distance but time enough you'd guess to get the brothers out of here
Grohin Silveraxe: *checks the Giants corpses for tribes symbol or markings*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Time ter go laddies.
Grohin Silveraxe: we move out
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *examine the cargo*
Grohin Silveraxe: cargo can be replace' loives not
Grohin Silveraxe: les' go
Shadow : *The cargo is mostly smashed and broken .. little is salvagable*
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks back and then move forward*

Attacked by pursuing giants

Shadow : *big legs behind you close the gaps of your little legs .. prepare*
Grohin Silveraxe: *turns around* brace yerself lads and lass
Shadow : *Three more giants have given chase*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *swills a drink*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Tiome ter die gionts!
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: No quarter!
Kuguar Deepvein: We have some followers...
Grohin Silveraxe: Ha HA!!
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Har! Gud un Argali
Grohin Silveraxe: *kicks the Giants body*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Not bad, not bad at all!
Shadow : *A couple more were following but are put to flight by the summary dismissal of their companions*
Argali Trueaxe: *beams*
Grohin Silveraxe: Dat shuld teach 'em... les' go an' report
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Och.
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *returns coved in blood... not much of it is his own*

Return to the Gate and report back to the Lady Merchant

Grohin Silveraxe: **Nods to the lady* we foun' 'em... an' we got 'em out
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *is covered in blood and giant gore*
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks to Jacrum* ya always manage ta get da dirtiest hey *grins*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Oi guess dats why dey call it dirty fioghting.
Happy looking Merchant: *tears again, happiness this time* I cannot thank you enough Dear Sir
Grohin Silveraxe: *nods to the Lady* all safe an' soun'... we gave 'em a taste ov our axes... but da cargo was lost.
Argali Trueaxe: **chews on a bit of hard tack**
Happy looking Merchant: Goods can be replaced .. brothers cannot
Happy looking Merchant: *motions to one of the brothers* perhaps him *grins*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *grumbles about the brother*
Grohin Silveraxe: **nods* ah 'now... wha' we did nay stand der lon'er dan wha' was neede'
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *mutters* Gothim
Grohin Silveraxe: *laughs at the Merchant comment*
Happy looking Merchant: *blinks*
Grohin Silveraxe: *puts his hand on Jacrum shoulder*
Happy looking Merchant: *goes to hug Grohin .. hesitates*
Happy looking Merchant: *plants a big kiss on his bearded cheek*
Kuguar Deepvein: *Frowns a little*
Grohin Silveraxe: *frowns slightly then gets red... well redder*
Happy looking Merchant: Oh happy day Sir!
Grohin Silveraxe: Well... it.. ba.. bah mah duty ta 'elp ya
Happy looking Merchant: We are in your debt .. I know you said it was your duty .. but .. you have my thanks
Happy looking Merchant: *looks at the four* All of you
Argali Trueaxe: We arre herre to help. *nods*
Grohin Silveraxe: *smiles and nods*
Happy looking Merchant: *smiles at Argali* Aren't you the little cutey
Grohin Silveraxe: aye... ya all did gud.
Argali Trueaxe: *beams*
Happy looking Merchant: *back to Grohin* As I said Sir .. we are in your debt
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Aye, gud fioghting.
Grohin Silveraxe: **nods* ah'll keep dat in moind...
Shadow : *the brothers are ushered away to ensure no ongoing complications*
Argali Trueaxe: *waves*
Grohin Silveraxe: *scratches his beard*
Shadow : *They wave, full of gratitude and glowing praise as they depart*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Well we be ter Varka or ter the pub?
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *gestures at the main hall*

An occasion to gain some informations

Grohin Silveraxe: Hmm... *motions the lady and the others a bit away* if ya be so kind as ta come dis way
Happy looking Merchant: *nods* Of course
Shadow : *no-one else seems to be paying much attention*
Grohin Silveraxe: *speaks in a low voice*
Grohin Silveraxe: Yer from Katherian, roigh?
Happy looking Merchant: Yes Sir, I am, born and bred
Grohin Silveraxe: **Nods slightly* may ah ask ya yer view on da trade der... ya 'now wha' ah mean?
Happy looking Merchant: *squints slightly* No Sir ..
Happy looking Merchant: Between the Gate and Katherian?
Grohin Silveraxe: not dat trade... da one fer what Katherian is well... or rather infamously 'nown... da slavers
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *eats and drinks*
Happy looking Merchant: *nods* Yes Sir .. I have a multitude of slaves .. they are yours .. I am in your debt
Grohin Silveraxe: *frowns*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Och!
Grohin Silveraxe: ah don' want any slaves
Happy looking Merchant: *looks uncertain*
Argali Trueaxe: *looks concerned*
Happy looking Merchant: Just ask me Sir .. what's mine is yours
Grohin Silveraxe: do ya deal wit slaves... or ya jus' 'ave some?
Kuguar Deepvein: *Scowls*
Grohin Silveraxe: *seems serious and not to happy*
Happy looking Merchant: Slaves isn't my trade Sir .. it is predominantly the domain of .... another family
Happy looking Merchant: *looks nervous now*
Grohin Silveraxe: **nods somewhat relieved* ahm s'rry ta disturb ya... but ah 'ad ta 'now.
nervous looking merchant: Of course Sir
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Och, wut races der yer have ...
nervous looking merchant: If you wish to purchase some slaves I can put you in contact with ... people
nervous looking merchant: As I said, it is not my domain ... but, of course, I know people
nervous looking merchant: *to Jacrum* All races Sir I suppose
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Nay kin.  NAY!
Grohin Silveraxe: hmm.... well... *looks sideways to the others*
Grohin Silveraxe: *looks to Jacrum and hush him*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: *grumbles*
Grohin Silveraxe: Do ya 'now if any dwarves been fer sale lately?
Argali Trueaxe says in Ear for Dwarven Language: One day, we will have to do something about these wretched slavers, no?
Argali Trueaxe: Urra tazo, zha zhann 'azga kur tur thurlak'ark azpour'k k'atha zhhakzi'at thnazgahth, rur?
Grohin Silveraxe: ''th'... A'l khoark (hush... I'm trying)
Kuguar Deepvein: *Nods once*
nervous looking merchant: Any dwarves in particular Sir? I would say there are always dwavres for sale .. though they can make ... ummmm ... troublesome .. slaves
Argali Trueaxe: *falls quickly silent*
nervous looking merchant: You look for some in particular?
Grohin Silveraxe: Young ones... from aroun' dese parts?
nervous looking merchant: I .. I can make ... enquiries Sir?
Grohin Silveraxe: aye, ah wuld bah grateful... can ya tell mah da names of dat oder family dat be mainly dealin' in slave?
nervous looking merchant: Indeed Sir .. the family Alinni
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Aye, as we need ter check with der sources ... dem ourselves. ...
Grohin Silveraxe: Ah don' want da make a blunder ya see... an' go ta da wrong ones *smiles slightly*
nervous looking merchant: They control perhaps .... nine tenths of the 'trade' Sir
Shadow : // Ok, Grohin, I will send you a PM of all the information she can reveal to you of the slave trade and the family Alinni
Shadow : // Which she reveals over several hours of grateful discourse
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Aye speaking O trade, what do ye trade in?
Grohin Silveraxe: *grins at Jacrum sudden interest*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Oi always be looking fer new contacts.
nervous looking merchant: We trade primarily in spirits .. beverages of a .. malted .. flavour Sir
Grohin Silveraxe: aye... if ya need a house repair' it be yer dwarf
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Och! We need ter get back ter the WAGONS!
nervous looking merchant: I'll keep that in Mind Sir *smiles*
Grohin Silveraxe: *takes note of all the information and then settle in a more easy going mood and discussion*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Der spirits!
Grohin Silveraxe: *laughs* come back ah got some her?
Argali Trueaxe: *looks concerned at Jacrum's "outburst"*
Jacrum Shieldbreaker: Nay! der gionts got der lot of it.
Argali Trueaxe: Thank you.
Grohin Silveraxe: 'ome made *grins*
Shadow : *After Grohin's 'business' is concluded you are ushered back inside the hall*

...

//What happened in the hall is for now not to be disclosed

...


The End

Grohin Silveraxe: *runs out before the building collapse and stops remembering it is Dwarven built*
Grohin Silveraxe: *waves* Vorax be wit ya lass... ahm goin' ta stay here fer a bit... need ta talk ta da lad der.
Argali Trueaxe: *nods*
Argali Trueaxe: Argali goes now.
Argali Trueaxe: It iz good meeting you all.
Grohin Silveraxe: *smiles*
Argali Trueaxe: **nods and smiles**

[Black Cat]

I heard the Big red wanted to share some things with the 'heroes' of the land. So I went to the meeting point at the Stormcrest... lots of people were there. The speaker for the Dragon appeared a bit later and told us of people trying to capture dragon and force them into doing their will... he told us of one such party heading towards Bastil... and the white dragon there... Snowtooth. Despite reservation... and that of many it seemed, we did set out towards Bastil... trying to catch up with those men and try maybe to stop them.

A little goblin told us that they might be the same that use a poison to kill dragons... or so he thought (appeared later that the goblin was Sall really but that is for another time).

In Bastil... not far from Snowtooth lair, we were attacked by a green dragon... but it did not look that wall... oozing stuff from under his scales... yurk. But we managed to defeat him and kill him... after that we enter the cave nearby... only to happen onto a party of men and women heading deeper. Hearing our footsteps, they turned and told us to go back, for this was not our business... don't know why, but we attacked them... and most of us died during the assault...  pretty tough and powerful mages and fighter they were. But as I got the deadly blow, I got a glimpse of white and heard the roar of a dragon just as I hit the ground.

After that I was told that Snowtooth joined the fray and dispatched the attackers. It let the survivor in our group to take the dead and let us all out and safe. He said we distracted the attacker enough for him to be able to defeat them and thus spared our life and the life of many people as he said he would have attacked Leringard if we didn't help it.

[Black Cat]

What to say... all this matter with Sall being turned into a goblin and the Sall being a goblins and doing evil stuff around was true.

I met with Tegan and some other, including the little Gobbo Sall and we set out to find Sall body. Which we did in the goblins lair south of Vale.

We captured it and drag him along towards the Blackfeather mountains. We reach a place that Gobbo Sall remembered being the place where he was changed...


We managed to get both of them into some magical laboratory and managed to turn Gobbo Sall back into its trueself. But the other did not make it.

Not much was found and learnt there... so we got back down the mountains.

[Black Cat]

The Lucindites are daft.

They call for a meeting, calling out soldiers... raising the alarm everythere and then when people finally gather to help and learn what is going on they say we should not do a thing and didn't really told us anything (Or so I heard because I refused to enter the temple where the actual meeting was, instead I stay outside and discussed with Clarissa).

But one man came out and we followed him and ask him question.

It appears he was the one that spotted some strange happenings in the Molten Isle... apparently he believed they where about to Summon a manifestion of Pyrtechon. Well we set out to North Point and then towards that tower to get a boat and reach the isle... there as we pretended to be miners on our way to get some Addy and Cobalt, we were stopped by the temple and asked to go back down and away... the isle was closed.

Well, not wanting to start a war right away, we obeyed. We got back to the ship, but instead of going back to Dregar, we set sailed south along the Isle coast... and we stumbled upon a sleek vessel, just off the coast... when they spotted us, they fled and we were unable to catch up. We're not sure who they were, but believe they might have been another party of those Dragon enslavers.

Well, for now, all is quiet and it seem it was not that bad.. no one really knows what happen in the isle, but it is not the destruction of the world announced. And it seem the doomsayer has been punished.... perhaps I should ask Storold a bit more about all this.