Post by Katdoral on Dec 26, 2020 20:43:45 GMT -5
Battlefield Medicine Uses
Silus Thesus 10th, 11am
5a950
Thesus 8th:
Encountered two groups of Kobolds. Unfortnately, we were forced to kill them all. I'm not entirely comfortable thus far with this journey...I'd left the fields of war for a reason, and finding myself in conflicts so soon after arriving in this world doesn't sit well with me. The group I'm with, at least, are mostly decent folk. I'm a little concerned about our witch, but so far he's not done anything too shady. I think he draws from Samiel...So, basically, he's a bag of cats. We'll see how this goes I suppose.
Thesus 9th:
Encountered several large insects at the waystation. We also found a wagon that we suspect is the wagon that didn't return. So...I've determined that pressing on pressure plates..Is a less then stellar idea. Ugh. Not only did a pack, yes pack, of rats give me their dirty little secrets, but I also managed to poison myself. In. The. Same. Day. I'm fairly certain that this has taken up at least 1 of my 9 lives, had I been a cat. I am not a cat.
We also discovered a pre 5th age folio. We can't read it, but we are certain it's a book cypher from the 4th age, 950 years previous at least.
Thesus 10th:
We have decided to continue on towards the Summer Home instead of returning to Vahalas. It's only an extra day and a half or so, and we did have a week to complete our task so we're going to check out the road ahead and see what's what. That water from our second Kobold encounter seemed a bit odd, so maybe moving a bit further afield will yield some answers. We did encounter more Kobolds, and some kind of electric lizards, hiding in a fallen tree. With all the ambushes set up on this road, one might wonder who the hell has been travelling along this road enough to warrent ambushes.
Thesus 11th:
We encountered...well, rocks. Not just rocks. Rocks with Attitude. Like, major attitude. Both Silus and Sahmaha were felled by the things, before we were able to defeat them. I was able to use my medical skills to bring them back around without any lasting damage. Though, earlier in the day, I'd had a couple mishaps with my new friends. Friends. It's a little strange to say that, now that I think about it. I haven't really had any friends since leaving home. I mean, I'm friendly with Sahmaha, but I can't be certain that it's actual friendship, or a result of my attraction to her. My god, she is perfect though. Like, if I imagine the perfect woman, it's her face and form that always comes to mind. Such a shapely, and affable, woman. Though, I can't imagine she might be interested in such a damaged and battered creature such as myself. It's torturous, but it's torture I certainly deserve. Maybe, at some point in the future....Maybe.
At any rate, we're heading back now, like back to the encampment. Apparently my friends are, well, contradictory. That's fine though, I don't mind the traveling so much, but I would like to avoid having to kill more of these Kobolds. There must be a way to communicate with them, I mean they use weapons so there must be some level of intelligence there.
Thesus 14th:
We ran into more Kobolds. This time we tried talking, which seemed to be going well, until their damned dog attacked us. Are you kidding me?!? Even Lionaire's Remnants kept to their word. Viscous, cold word, but even those bastards kept it. It's infuriating, we should have been friends. But no, of course these lizard mutants couldn't have that happen. No no no, we'd rather loot and rape and pillage accros the country then be a freaking civil minded creature. Well that's just fine then. I know what these things respond to, I've seen their kind in my homeland. I know how to make them see...I will make them see. You want your alter? Sure, fine, here's your alter. Take that and shove it up your plated asses, right along with your horses and siege engines!
Thesus 29th:
We stuck around for a while at the encampment, like a week and a half while they got their shit together before rushing off to the next potentially lethal debacle. Speaking of that, can't they come up with a better name then "The encampment"? Like, how utterly unoriginal. Why not just say "That place", or "beaverhill sniglebanner hall?" Like, for the love of ear tips, try a bit here folks!
Thesus 30th:
I am not a fan of these people. They're loud, rude, and generally disruptive. Entirely too much like the plated bastards I've had to deal with in the past. And then, this one bastard in charge has the balls to question why we didn't tell them about a little water. Fuck that guy. It's water, it does watery things. Get over himself.
Aridus 1st:
We made camp tonight, and, of course, something tried to kill us. It's like there's some estranged god with a damned magnifying glass on us out here. Sea Devils. Not very nice critters. Smart, but dangerous. They're basically Sauhguin, but call themselves what people call them. There were three of them, and they were fairly competent. We did put them down, but I wonder if there's a possibility of conversation with them. I can't speak their language, nor can anyone else I think.
War. Emberly made a comment about it tonight. She's right of course, but it's a bit of a tumble to have it referenced in such a...what, jovial tone? I suppose I can't blame her, we all deal with it's rigors' differently I guess. But still....The lines of the dead, the once white coverings, stained with their defilements....It sits heavy.
Aridus 2nd:
Giant wasps....Holy moly...They. Are. MEAN! Christ, took every bit of effort to keep poor Emberly up. That's hands down, the most brutal encounter I've been through in years.
Silus Thesus 10th, 11am
5a950
Thesus 8th:
Encountered two groups of Kobolds. Unfortnately, we were forced to kill them all. I'm not entirely comfortable thus far with this journey...I'd left the fields of war for a reason, and finding myself in conflicts so soon after arriving in this world doesn't sit well with me. The group I'm with, at least, are mostly decent folk. I'm a little concerned about our witch, but so far he's not done anything too shady. I think he draws from Samiel...So, basically, he's a bag of cats. We'll see how this goes I suppose.
Thesus 9th:
Encountered several large insects at the waystation. We also found a wagon that we suspect is the wagon that didn't return. So...I've determined that pressing on pressure plates..Is a less then stellar idea. Ugh. Not only did a pack, yes pack, of rats give me their dirty little secrets, but I also managed to poison myself. In. The. Same. Day. I'm fairly certain that this has taken up at least 1 of my 9 lives, had I been a cat. I am not a cat.
We also discovered a pre 5th age folio. We can't read it, but we are certain it's a book cypher from the 4th age, 950 years previous at least.
Thesus 10th:
We have decided to continue on towards the Summer Home instead of returning to Vahalas. It's only an extra day and a half or so, and we did have a week to complete our task so we're going to check out the road ahead and see what's what. That water from our second Kobold encounter seemed a bit odd, so maybe moving a bit further afield will yield some answers. We did encounter more Kobolds, and some kind of electric lizards, hiding in a fallen tree. With all the ambushes set up on this road, one might wonder who the hell has been travelling along this road enough to warrent ambushes.
Thesus 11th:
We encountered...well, rocks. Not just rocks. Rocks with Attitude. Like, major attitude. Both Silus and Sahmaha were felled by the things, before we were able to defeat them. I was able to use my medical skills to bring them back around without any lasting damage. Though, earlier in the day, I'd had a couple mishaps with my new friends. Friends. It's a little strange to say that, now that I think about it. I haven't really had any friends since leaving home. I mean, I'm friendly with Sahmaha, but I can't be certain that it's actual friendship, or a result of my attraction to her. My god, she is perfect though. Like, if I imagine the perfect woman, it's her face and form that always comes to mind. Such a shapely, and affable, woman. Though, I can't imagine she might be interested in such a damaged and battered creature such as myself. It's torturous, but it's torture I certainly deserve. Maybe, at some point in the future....Maybe.
At any rate, we're heading back now, like back to the encampment. Apparently my friends are, well, contradictory. That's fine though, I don't mind the traveling so much, but I would like to avoid having to kill more of these Kobolds. There must be a way to communicate with them, I mean they use weapons so there must be some level of intelligence there.
Thesus 14th:
We ran into more Kobolds. This time we tried talking, which seemed to be going well, until their damned dog attacked us. Are you kidding me?!? Even Lionaire's Remnants kept to their word. Viscous, cold word, but even those bastards kept it. It's infuriating, we should have been friends. But no, of course these lizard mutants couldn't have that happen. No no no, we'd rather loot and rape and pillage accros the country then be a freaking civil minded creature. Well that's just fine then. I know what these things respond to, I've seen their kind in my homeland. I know how to make them see...I will make them see. You want your alter? Sure, fine, here's your alter. Take that and shove it up your plated asses, right along with your horses and siege engines!
Thesus 29th:
We stuck around for a while at the encampment, like a week and a half while they got their shit together before rushing off to the next potentially lethal debacle. Speaking of that, can't they come up with a better name then "The encampment"? Like, how utterly unoriginal. Why not just say "That place", or "beaverhill sniglebanner hall?" Like, for the love of ear tips, try a bit here folks!
Thesus 30th:
I am not a fan of these people. They're loud, rude, and generally disruptive. Entirely too much like the plated bastards I've had to deal with in the past. And then, this one bastard in charge has the balls to question why we didn't tell them about a little water. Fuck that guy. It's water, it does watery things. Get over himself.
Aridus 1st:
We made camp tonight, and, of course, something tried to kill us. It's like there's some estranged god with a damned magnifying glass on us out here. Sea Devils. Not very nice critters. Smart, but dangerous. They're basically Sauhguin, but call themselves what people call them. There were three of them, and they were fairly competent. We did put them down, but I wonder if there's a possibility of conversation with them. I can't speak their language, nor can anyone else I think.
War. Emberly made a comment about it tonight. She's right of course, but it's a bit of a tumble to have it referenced in such a...what, jovial tone? I suppose I can't blame her, we all deal with it's rigors' differently I guess. But still....The lines of the dead, the once white coverings, stained with their defilements....It sits heavy.
Aridus 2nd:
Giant wasps....Holy moly...They. Are. MEAN! Christ, took every bit of effort to keep poor Emberly up. That's hands down, the most brutal encounter I've been through in years.
