"I'm not going to ask about my poll results then."
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Donik looks at Sean, "I am sorry Mr. Marsh, none of us like you. We took a
poll." Kelbis whispers something to Agatha and they both crack up.
On Tue, Jun 21, 2022 at 1:01 PM Tim Farley <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Sean smiles in a challenging manner. "See, that's why the gnomes like
me better." Then he winks.
On Tuesday, June 21, 2022, 01:42:10 PM EDT, Nicole Massey
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Carandolana gives Sean the look. "Let's not make everything harder for
ourselves. Such things only have value when the other person cares about your
opinion, and I can assure, they don't care about anything you have to say."
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"Were it up to me, we'd go burn it right now. But we'd best run it by
the Council of Non Chaos, as it is evident he Lady of the waters would protect
the Droolbane from the hasty intervention of the shorter lived folk we are."
Sean grins. " As for the scrimshaw, I'll write it all out for him. We'll
shorten it up a wee bit. To Gilfan from March. An asshat for an asshat."
Sean smirks. "If needed, we'll include an instruction manual for how to insert
it."
On Tuesday, June 21, 2022, 12:42:31 PM EDT, SM Baule <smbaule@xxxxxxxxx
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Kelbis, in a serious tone, "That might take Lanser more than one or two
skulls. Additionally, I am not sure he is that fluent in elven script."
Estra will make some comment to Ahearn about if certain parts of her
anatomy are useful enough. Agatha will be muttering to herself. She will look
to say something to Cara. Kelbis is excited to share about the Drooler village.
He is sure Manrug will want to destroy it for the honor of gnomes everywhere.
On Tue, Jun 21, 2022 at 11:15 AM Tim Farley
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OOC: We'll wait for Carandolana to chime in further. However,
assuming there is no real change to the Elvish response, see below...
IC: Sean smiles. To Kelbis, Donik and Ahearn, Sean mutters "tits
on a bull". He blushes a bit when he remembers the girls, nodding to Agatha
and Estra. Sean asks Estra, "I wonder what the fauna think of our high and
mighty Elvish neighbors?" To Kelbis, Sean just gives a relieved smile. "I
should never have doubted you, Lieutenant, but I must admit, when we beat you
home, I was most concerned." (No need to rehash what Sean didn't hear, we'll
just assume he tells Sean what he told Ahearn when Sean asks).
"We'd best get back, we should get Calbark to carve some stone
tablets, in Elvish, to mark our borders. And the next couple of ogre heads I
take I'd like to deflesh and have Lanser scrimshaw up very nicely something to
the effect of 'to Gilfan from Sean Marley March, some ogre skulls for you.
Maybe if you try long and hard enough, you can jam one up your tight Elvish
sphincter. Or wear one as a hat. Or both.'
On Tuesday, June 21, 2022, 11:50:11 AM EDT, SM Baule
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Gilfan will give Sean a smile, "Well, Mr. Marsh and friends, always
nice to meet the new neighbors. Nice touch with the ogre skulls. One would
expect such an effort. If they are on my Lady's lands, we will let you know.
Our Lady's ambassador will surely reach out shortly." The elves will sort of
wait for you all to move off. Kelblis and Donik will both bow to Gilfan. Holly
will be a bit horrified with the names they have come up in their heads for the
elves.
Any other actions, or are you going to peacefully move off?
On Tue, Jun 21, 2022 at 10:19 AM Fritz Schmidt
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* I hear you was going to follow them for a bit... as
unobtrusively as possible.. then I shall. return and report"
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Sean is uncertain as to whether Holly is loitering in the area,
but he nonetheless thinks *Holly, it would be an excellent idea for you to
watch them for a few hours after we leave. Something not us brought them out
here, apparently, and I am too curious for my own good*
On Tuesday, June 21, 2022, 08:44:49 AM EDT, Tim Farley
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"We know the way," Sean says coolly. "But be advised that, for
us shorter-lived races, there is a concept of hot pursuit that I am sure does
not factor into your thinking. In a nutshell, it works like this: if we are
pursuing a foe that then takes refuge in those lands claimed by your Lady, we
do not allow a nominal, imaginary and unmarked line dissuade us from our chase.
After all, in your sense of things, any such incursion wouldn't even register.
You have likely taken more time deciding what to have for breakfast." Sean
pauses, holding Gilfan's stare (assuming he deigns to look at Sean). "Odd that
you travelled all the way up here to tell us to stay off your lawn when we only
recently crossed onto it. Further, you've not demarked the land as yours, so
there would have been no way for us poor, benighted child races to even know
you claimed them. Further, we have business to the south and west that may or
may not require us to cross your border. A more detailed map would go far in
ensuring no accidental border incursions happen. As I noted, we clashed with
the Crimson north of the wyrm Ezanus's lair, and I intend to do so again. In
order to avoid any unfortunate misunderstanding between the swifter thinking
and acting short lived races and the slower thinking and acting longer lived
ones, something demarking your border would be useful." Sean smiles.
"Further, we regret leaving such markers of our own in what you doubtlessly
claim to be your domain. Feel free to ignore the warning posts we left out for
the Droolbane. Ogre heads are so uncouth, but, they work in a pinch."
On Tuesday, June 21, 2022, 07:28:55 AM EDT, SM Baule
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Gilfan looks to the group, "Yes, I can see why your mother
likes your sister. To assist us today, we would like to see you continue north
out of our lady's lands. We would prefer you stay out of her lands. I will
check with Northen about the status of an embassy to (hesitation) Hagar at the
old pirate's cove.If you wish, we can spare the time to escort you to the edge
of your lady's lands."
On Tue, Jun 21, 2022 at 5:02 AM Tim Farley
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Sean gives Ahearn a nod, his impatience, aggravation and
annoyance fairly well evident to his closest friend.
Turning back to Gilfan, a slight smile screwed onto his
face, Sean politely asks, "What is your task today, sir, and how may we assist?"
(OOC: if you are looking for a reference to compare, if
you watched Enterprise (not many did, I guess), think Archer dealing with the
Vulcans, chafing against the arrogant haughtiness of the longer lived race)
On Tuesday, June 21, 2022 at 12:56:03 AM EDT, James Hurley
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I mutter as I shift on my feet, clearly wondering where all
this is going. "I'm mother's cleanser and when I finish with something it's
shiny."
I glance at Sean and grin and shrug.
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Kelbis nods at Cara. Gilfan will bow slightly to Cara,
"Greetings, Carandolana Lothedil, and welcome to the lands of the great lady of
the waters. I sense you are from the northern isles. So, like many of the elves
there, you are given to be more considerate to the ways of the shorter lived
races. We have been here many generations and have seen short lived
civilizations rise and inevitably fall. Fire does not bother us. As it is often
nature's cleanser and never reaches our lady. Our scholars could debate the
issues for days or weeks. However, that if not our task today."
On Sun, Jun 19, 2022 at 6:21 PM Nicole Massey
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(OOC: Enough of this waiting...)
GB:
21 (2), 18 (3), 25 (4), 16 (5), 17 (6), 16 (7)
IC: Carandolana walks out of the cover, back in her
normal form. In elvish followed by the common tongue she says, "Hello to the
parley. I come as myself, though She Who Weaves Everything guides me in her
wisdom. For those who do not know me, I am Carandolana Lothedil, and I know
well the ways and byways of the forest along with all spaces created by The
Weaver of All Things' hand."
She switches to common for the next part, so she only
has to speak the words once. "I, along with others of the three elven cohorts,
advise when we can the younger folk among our numbers. And it is with a wider
view that we must think and act, because recolonization initiatives from the
great island to the north have revealed the actions of some of the greater
powers in this land, ones that think of the Droolbane as nothing more than an
ant hill that the careful traveler steps over or floods with water on their way
to where they want to go. In this case, I fear, they may deal with the
Droolbane using fire, as they have a penchant for that element. Also, anthills
can be directed toward a target, a fine distraction. It is significant to know
that the presence of creatures from the demon lands have increased to an
alarming degree, and there are other forces besides the ones close at hand that
seek the return of powerful dark and destructive forces that make dragons hide
and try to unmake this world we live in. So there is already a power vacuum,
and the Droolbane are not as much as a misplaced thread of the warp and weft,
one below the notice of the ones who seek to influence the pass of the shuttle.
It's easy to dismiss the ephemeral races as too
short-lived to understand the pattern being woven, but they are the strongest
force at hand for the survival of this home of ours, and unlike the peoples or
monsters of the Droolbane they have the arms to bring the fight and the
knowledge to wield the magic like the longer-lived among us do. My grandfather
liked to say that though the bard song is mightier than the sword, the sword
speaks louder at any given moment, and the short-lived folk are like swords.
When the plans of the stronger powers are thwarted or, as I fear, completed,
the balance of power between those remaining will be shifted in ways nobody
living on the warp can begin to predict. The balance is simple, those who live
in harmony with the rules and structure She created for all of us must band
together against the destroyers and despoilers to prevent them from making
everything snarled and tangled beyond recognition. Destruction isn't an arm of
the balance, growth and decay are the arms, while destroying the system so
those things can't work anymore is not just unbalanced, it's a threat to the
balance itself. As a druid I've been told time and again that I must do all I
can to protect the weave and those who live upon it, while as a member of the
guild of scouts I know to move lightly so the weave doesn't feel the weight of
my presence. So I know what's at stake, what the established power structure
thinks benefits them, and what their adversaries seem to want to do. You do
realize that the Droolbane are the pawns of one of those forces, and that their
illusion of a break between those to their other side is a ploy to make other
forces believe the illusion? If not, you might find value in thinking about
that."
She turns to Sean, Ahearn, and Kelbas. "Sorry I've been
away for so long, I've been scouting to make sure this meeting was safe from
hostile forces."
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Sean pauses briefly, looking Gilfan in the eye.
"March, as in the inexorable march to victory. And we saw you coming today."
Sean smiles. "We know about the forces west of here, and do not consider the
Droolbane to be an effective counter to them. All the Droolbane are is a
menace to settlers and farmers and sheep, no doubt. But, as I have said, the
ultimate determination as to the future of the Droolbane, or, more accurately,
what we intend to do about their future, is not up to me alone. As most of our
numbers are various forms of Elvenkind, no doubt they would have an eye on the
long game. I am merely the youngest of our group, and a member of the shortest
lived race among us. I lack the patience to treat indirectly with the
Droolbane." Sean pauses. "A few days back, west of here, north of Ezanus's
lair, we killed a Crimson patrol. Six ogres and a stone giant. The mage rode
away on horseback, and as we were merely four, and afoot, we did not catch him.
I tell you this not to brag, but to alert you that the Crimson may come
searching for their lost patrol, and your Lady does claim the lands around
their, excepting the wyrm's lair, of course." Sean pauses, then says, "Once
again, Gilfan Adcan, please accept my invitation to call upon us at Dugal's
Cove. My friends, those likely to have a farsighted view on things, will be
pleased to meet with you and discuss matters of mutual interest, or ascertain
whether there are any such matters of mutual interest. You are welcome to
travel with us back to the Cove, of course. Or come along at your leisure upon
completion of whatever errand your Lady set you to today. We look forward to
seeing the true children of the forest, in a land with a remarkable lack of
forest. Many will be amazed to see you, as rumor on Stoddard is that no elves
can survive on this island for very long. Of course, your presence puts that
rumor to bed. If your present duties do not allow such a visit, please
consider visiting at some point in the future. In that regard, you will always
be welcome, and I hope our presence in your lands will not be deemed hostile,
as, when time permits, we may well come seek audience with you. It is my
sincere hope that this is the start of a rewarding relationship."
On Sunday, June 19, 2022 at 04:59:06 PM EDT, SM Baule
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Gilfan will respond. "Well, as we are the true children
of the forest Mr. Marsh, it is not surprising that you have not seen our
patrols near what you call Tizar's End. That, however, is far from definitive
proof we have not been there. The Droolbane are a weak and wicked tribe, but
they have the advantage of filling a vacuum that otherwise might be filled with
more organized and aggressive adversaries. The powers farther west are far more
vast in their powers. As a human, we wouldn't expect you to take the longer
view, but I would hope your gnomish companions might understand."
On Sun, Jun 19, 2022 at 3:16 PM Tim Farley
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"We are a polyracial group, Gilfan Adcan. Our
comrade Hagar is a dwarf, and it is he to whom the land has been granted, for
services rendered the Lord Mayor of Aarell, and, by extension, the Earl of
Stoddard, by the group as a whole. As for the northern limit of your Lady's
realm, we have been living around, and patrolling around, that graveyard for
many months, yet this is the first time Her Lady's forces have been seen within
a day's travel of the graveyard. Indeed, we have defeated Droolbane forces
there on multiple occasions, as well as the forces of Pirate Admiral Golding, a
raid by forces of Jarnell the Jolly and Ingos the Dolphin, more pirates I know
some of your number have had contact with. In addition, we have encountered
the dragon Ezanus the Evergreen there, seen a couple of other dragons
overflying the area, and encountered a force of netherworldly ghul. We have
paid for that graveyard in blood. But, I am sure that a mutually agreeable
border can be ironed out." Sean smiles, but keeps a wary eye.
"As for any balance regarding the Droolbane, I
am uninterested in keeping them as a balance. What the rest of our group may
or may not wish to do is a different matter, of course. Your priest Northen
also expressed a desire for a balance of power as well as a desire to avoid a
power vacuum. It is my intent to shatter the power of the Droolbane. They
offer no good, and if not dealt with represent a perpetual and potentially
deadly threat. Again, my comrades may chose a different course, but I prefer
to remove threats, not placate them." Pausing briefly, Sean continues.
"Without intimating any intent to in any way interfere with, or require
permission for, your journey north, may I inquire as to what has brought your
esteemed presence north at this time? Did you come looking for the dwarves?
That would be most pleasing, and we will gladly guide you to our Hold. If that
is not why you are here, I would not wish to interfere with whatever brought
you our way, but would nonetheless invite you to come to the Cove and discuss
matters of open relations with our full company."
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"I am Gilfan Adcan in her Lady's service." the
elf offers. "I have heard there were dwarves to the north past the human
graveyard. None of you are dwarves. Are you of that group? My lady views the
graveyard as the northern limit of her goddess given territory. It does seem
easy to push back the Droolers, but they reproduce like rabbits and just come
back even more angry. It really isn't worth the bloodshed. They are either too
smart or too well controlled to attack my Lady's holdings. They are part of the
balance, you describe."
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"No, sir, I have not had the honor of
having met you Lady, but I know of her, through Gladdell, Northen and their
patrol, who I met some time back. I told them of our small holding, and our
interest in treating with our neighbors, and asked them to let your Lady know
we would be most eager to meet with her. I invited an embassy from your Lady,
to discuss such things as mutual interests, common friends, allies, and to
consider opening mutually beneficial relations, including trade, a sharing of
intelligence, and a defensive alliance against the Droolbane and other common
foes." Sean pauses, smiling, "Indeed, when appraised of your presence, it was
my sincerest hope that you were indeed an embassy sent from your Lady to begin
negotiations along such lines. If so, that would have proven serendipitous.
Might I ask you by what name or rank I should address you?"
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"Greetings, Mr. March, do you know our
Lady?"
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Sean will walk in with his
right hand upraised in greeting. "Hello, Brother, Good to see you, Lieutenant"
he says in Common to Ahearn and Kelbis. To the Elves, assuming he hasn't
already been 'challenged', Sean will briefly draw himself to attention, bow
slightly, and, in Elvish, say "Greetings. I am Sean Marley March, we have
traveled this way responding to unprovoked attacks by Droolbane goblins. Are
you of the Lady of the Waters? Some time back I traveled through this area,
and encountered some of her men. Perhaps you know Northen or Gladdell, or the
big Vulture Grabber Two Arrows?".
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Sean and the others will reach
the area where Ahearn and Kelbis are.
