Author Topic: Clans 3: Spirits of Good and Evil
WINKWINK  90 posts
Registered: Dec '08
8021_Darth Maul
Date Posted: 6/1 7:09pm Subject: Clans 3: Spirits of Good and Evil
Starting Commodities

8 minerals
6 fur
4 meat
1 wood
1 fruit



IC Liandra


Snorting slightly at the short hug Lar'roo looked down at his Little Sister with affection, but she did miss the concern mixed in his eye's as well.

Stepping back she asked again "What is wrong, what happened?".

Shaking his head in a gesture much like his brother Lar'roo answered "Your maid, Marriel, has been killed" grimacing at her expression he continued "And if you hadn't gone out as you did then you would probably have joined her".

She stood stunned, unable to think beyond the fact that Marriel was dead. She had been much more then just a maid, she had practically raised her after her parents died, even though she was only a twelve years older.

"I don't... i can't-" Liandra collapsed more than sat on the ground and put her face into her hands crying.

no, why does everyone always leave me






IC Lar'roo

Glancing War'roo and motioning him to stay where he was, Lar'roo knelt his massive form down beside her "I know little one, it hurts, and I am sorry for your loss but you cannot grieve yet".

Liandra turned her face up and looked at him miserably "Wha-" she started, and then visibly steeling herself, she straightened and asked in a more steady voice "What happened".

"Someone sent an assassin to kill you"

Now she stood up, anger on her face but controlled "Does it have anything to do with my leaving for the mines next week and the potential meeting with the strangers to the east?"

Lar'roo to stood up "I do not know, it is a possibility... if it was who i think it was it is a very good possibility, but one of several"

Damn it Brawl, you where right

Shaking his head again, and snorting when he realized he had done it he said "But enough of this, you must prepare for the meeting, if it takes place, and prepare also for taking over production of the mines"

"What do we do about the assassin?" she asked coldly.

Misunderstanding what she meant in his own concern for her safety he replied "I was considering sending Carl to follow the scout we sent to the strangers, but i think perhaps he should go with you" at this War'roo stirred but said nothing "Grandson, you are a fierce Warrior and skilled hunter, but four eyes are better than two" he looked at Liandra and flashed a fierce smile at her "And besides, the man has a gift for killing people"

Liandra returned his smile and said in that same cold, and now he saw deadly, voice "No Big Brother, how are we hunting him down"

"We'll discuss that later for now, go sleep. the guard outside will show you to your new room"

As Liandra passed War'roo headed for the door War'roo said "I'll be along in a minute"

To drained to wonder at this Liandra only said "Ok" she then turned and said "Good night Big Brother" before leaving the room.

War'roo walked over to his Grandfather and sighed "Your not going to sleep tonight are you"?

"No, no I'm not"

"Hmm... this could not have happened at a worse time, Carls brother just dying last year on a hunt and now this, almost to the DATE of Marcus's death?"

"I know War'roo, do you think it was on purpose? do you think Marcus was murdered as well?"

War'roo thought a moment and concluded "No, no i don't think Marcus was murdered, there is more than enough in the jungle capable of killing a hunter, especially one of the humans but... by the great tree Lar Marriel was like her older sister mother and best friend all rolled into one! and she and Marcus where" he stopped taking a deep breath "I'm just worried about how much more she can take, i know she's strong but you saw the look in her eye and heard the tone in her voice, it's like she's going feral"

Lar'roo looked sharply at his grandson "What made you say that war'roo"

"What? feral?" realization dawned on the young wookie "I'm sorry grandfather, poor choice of words"

Feeling ashamed Lar'roo walked over and put his hand on the his grandsons shoulder "No, the fault is mine, you should not have to avoid a topic because of something that happened when you where still learning to walk" he cocked his head to one side "How old are you now anyway"

"I have seen thirty winters old man" came the mischievous reply

Lar'roo snorted "I can still out hunt you young pup"

War'roo replaced his smile with a pained grimace "do you think we shall talk like this with Liandra again? she did even look at or wonder why I stayed behind."

"Give it time to heal young one"




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10 minerals
6 meat
4 fur
3 wood
1 fruit




TAG Mitth Fisto if you want to instigate it

 

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Mitth_Fisto  3722 posts
Registered: Sep '05
6207_Joh Yowza
Date Posted: 6/2 1:15am Subject: Clans 3: Spirits of Good and Evil
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IC: Toco

It was a journey that was difficult, that was hard, the white blooms and white moss that grew on many trees forming the back drop of their camoflauge. They moved by the shadows and these colors that seemed to confuse so many, both he and his partner moving to the west, to find what they may find and carry out their orders depending on what they found.

Turning his head slightly he looked at his companion, Roco, he seemed to have picked up something. Both moved behind some moss, staring out as they watched whatever it was approach, both ready to fight or run depending on who's task it was to do which job.

They came, large hairy, hot, and...carrying stuff. Stuff that looked like it was at least made for them, intellegent on some level then. Stepping out of the moss behind them he stood there looking at them for a moment, knowing Roco would take this time to remain hidden, "What brings you here?"

It was a simple question in this region that as far as they knew they might or might not be able to lay claim to, if it belonged to these then so be it. Time to intiate contact procedure 2.

TAG: WinkWink since I went there.

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Imperial_Hammer  8580 posts
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Registered: Sep '04
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Date Posted: 6/6 7:02pm Subject: Clans 3: Spirits of Good and Evil
My much delayed Entry

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Fruits, Vegetables, and Nuts (2)
Live Animals (2)
Wood (1)

Land
Desert (+2 Meat)
Herding Lands (+2 Live Animals)
Mountains (+2 Minerals)

Specialties
Hunting (x2 Meat: +2 Meat)
Herding (x2 Live Animals: +2 L.A.)

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Live Animals [6]
Wood [1]
Minerals [2]
Meat [4]




IC: The Storyteller
Location: Gran Dol Vawda Camp

A story you seek? To pass the stars away? But why would you seek to sleep at night, when the harsh sun has gone to bed?

What is that you say? the history of our people? Have you not heard?

Ah, but our beginning is not the entire story! I shall enlighten you young one, so that you too shall know the history of our people.

The true beginning, or at least the functional one they do not often mention in our origin tales.

It was another blazing day in the Grand Desert....


"Fsss!" a GDV soldier hissed as the scout group crawled up a sand dune. On the other side of the dune, so watchman said, was a caravan. One not of the desert tribes, but of fair skinned people coming from the North. They had a elaborate dress and seemed out of place in the desert.

There were men there carrying weapons, but they did not seem hostile. The weapons they carried were light arms, not the bulky tools of warfare.

The soldier help up a hand and motioned for the group to hold. If things went awry, this group, and the one on the facing dune were charged to make sure the caravan did not come home alive.

Down on the desert floor, the third group, diplomats from the Confederacy were also approaching the position. It was their job to ascertain what these people's purpose was.

As the soldier peered over the dune, he could see the groups drawing closer...

Amongst the diplomats was the chief of the tribe, Qua Dol Vawda. It was not custom of the Vawda tribe to lead from the rear. And so it was the king who rode out to meet these newcomers. As the foreign caravan turned the corner, the Vawda group were there, here in the "pass" between the two sand-dunes.

There was a pause. A tension between the two groups.

Qua, keeping his hands in plain sight, slowly approached the caravan, his hands in plain sight, but his face and body mysteriously robed in desert garb.

"You have come out far." the chieftain spoke in Vawdanese, hoping someone in the group could understand this desert tongue. "And I am left to wonder why. Who are you and what brings you deep into these wastes?"

TAG: DI

 

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In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl.
A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair.
In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face.
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Trimaj  23572 posts
Registered: Jun '05
50649_H1252: Death - Hogfather
Date Posted: 6/11 12:13am Subject: Clans 3: Spirits of Good and Evil
IC: Turgal Mastigar
Plains of Logair, Nearing Pratora

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A scout had just returned and was relaying information to those present. "There are bodies, both ours and the beasts. We have never seen their like before, great shaggy things that seem to blend into the plains. I nearly tripped over one that was laying there. Also there were Praex..." He didn't really need to continue on that one. Everyone there knew they as a people had failed with each death. "But none near the settlement. They must have been fleeing when the attack came. I can not tell if any made it back or not. From the number of bodies it appears as though half of the soldiers stationed here have been killed, but it appears that the defenses have been holding. Even now the beasts seem to be gathering for another assault to the north of Pratora." And with that there was silence, save the rustling of the long grasses in the wind.

Several moments went by before Turgal said anything, having been going over options. But the answer was reasonably apparent, they had to get behind the beasts. "We will circle around as silently as possible and trap them between the town's walls and ourselves. We can crush them that way, take the fewest casualties." Everyone nodded, and without another word they set off to get into position. The entire way Turgal felt that something was not right. Almost as if he were forgetting or underestimating something.


TAG: MYSELF

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Wood (6)
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[b]OOC: sorry that one's so short, but i've been thinking about it for literally hours now and i can't break it up any different right this second.

 

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WINKWINK  90 posts
Registered: Dec '08
8021_Darth Maul
Date Posted: 7/3 8:42pm Subject: Clans 3: Spirits of Good and Evil
Starting
10 minerals
6 meat
4 fur
3 wood
1 fruit



IC Wookie Scout

A... something stepped out from behind some brush in front of the two wookiees.

"One looked to the other and said "I think we found our neighbors"

The other snorted "You think? stay here, I'll go find that useless translator" and with that he turned and walked into the jungle.

The first drove his spear into the ground and called after him "I told you losing him was a bad idea" he then walked over to a tree, away from his spear, and sat at it's base. He then gestured to a tree a little ways away as an invitation for to do likewise.

"How many more of you are there out there little stalker" he mumbled under his breath.






TAG Mitth Fisto. my sincerest apology's for taking so long.


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Minerals 12
meat 8
fur 6
wood 3
fruit 1

 

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"The quickest way to a mans heart really is throught the stomach, no pesky ribcage" [QC]
"my word is so legitimate that i can turn untruths into truths" [John]
"...you have a crossbow... this scares me"
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