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untethered) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-12-30 03:29 pm
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scotland ♔ yet how the wind revives us here

♬ Presentiment - Manami Kiyota
WHO || Belle, Gold, Emma, Hook, Lila [closed]
WHAT || Several Knights take a secret journey to try to help Amara...
WHERE || Oakhurst, Scotland
WHEN || January 15th, 2014 [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam
It's probably a very good thing that Gold sweet-talked them a car in the nearby tiny Scottish village of Oakhurst, because it is freezing cold out and snow blankets almost everything around. Walking the seven miles up the Old Road to the ruins would be a bitch and a half.
Instead, they comfortably drove past rocky downs, near stands of old-growth oak covered in snow, and past two farms that looked abandoned. No other travelers were visible on the lonely road, which finally curves, passing east of a narrow ravine. Belle signals for them to pull over here, where, at the road's closest approach to the cleft, several broken pillars jut from the earth where the ravine widens and opens into something akin to more of a deep, but narrow, cavern. Two of the pillars stand straight, but most of them lean against the sloped earth. Others are broken and several have apparently fallen into the darkness-shrouded depths. A few similar pillars are visible on the opposite side of the ravine.

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You okay? [ she doesn't touch him as she approaches, and in fact she looks uncomfortable even asking or drawing near, but guilt wins out and she feels obligated to ask where she'd otherwise just glance over worriedly. ]
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[Just gonna head that way nbd.]
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[ her quip is wryly delivered, coming out as she begins to trek after gold. ]
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No harm done. But I do appreciate the worry.
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and then she's reloading a new magazine into her gun and carrying on with her life. :) ]
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a spot check of 10+ can notice that one of the men is wearing scale mail and carries an impressive looking longsword, while the woman wears leggings and a half-robe, wielding a staff and shortbow. a spot check of 13+ reveals something wrong with their skin: it seems rough, and barklike, an unnatural shade, their expressions strangely blank. the remaining man wears a simple brown cassock, a sickle in hand, and remains positioned slightly behind all the others. three more of those strange tree creatures stand between the party and the human figures.
the man in the cassock raises his hands immediately as they enter: "Wait a moment before you take action! You know not what you do, treading this hallowed ground." ]
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[ emma will take a beat and pause at least to humor him. ]
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Gold reaches over and puts a hand on her shoulder to shut her up.]
What my squire means is we've come a long way to get here. I think it would be a shame to turn back empty handed. [(Diplomacy 21)]
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understanding wends its way across his face, and he leans on his staff with both hands.
"Ahhh, so you've come for the fruit of the Gulthias Tree." the druid spreads his hands open. "I'm afraid there is regrettably little I could do to fill your hands today. The Tree ripens but two fruits every year, when properly nurtured, and it is not yet the summer solstice. Although, it is perhaps timely, that you should arrive as you have." he scrutinizes their faces. "You seek the midsummer fruit, then? The apple that heals any ail? It is the next fruit this Tree will bear, and I can assure you - its power is as great as any stories may tell." his eyes glitter darkly as he gestures to the tree. "None of you appear to carry any illness. You seek this fruit to heal some friend or loved one?" ]
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Aye. One who couldn't come with. [He doesn't deem it necessary to explain the exact nature of Amara's illness or why she couldn't come with. It's irrelevant.]
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There's a curse; we need to break it. I'm not leaving here without a way to do that.
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"I admire your dedication." he raises one finger to point at the tree. "I think we can come to some sort of ... arrangement. In order for the Gulthias Tree to bear fruit, certain conditions must be fulfilled - and fulfilled very soon." he turns to move closer to the ominous looking landmark, placing one hand on the side of it. "It's beautiful, no? In an age long past, someone staked a vampire to the earth on this very spot. The wooden stake was yet green and took root. And so grew the Gulthias Tree, reverberating with dark primal power to those who can tap it."
belle speaks up, glancing at the others warily: ] Dark power? What... what does that mean?
[ his fingers rake across the bark and a spot check of 15+ would notice strange depressions in the tree. a spot check of 20+ would notice that they appear to be distinctly human shaped.
"The tree remains tied to the vampiric nature of the one who gave birth to it. Just as the vampire, its power comes from the life of others, but also - just as the vampire - it does more than simply drain that life for its own purposes. It offers a... transformation." it's hard to miss the note of awe in his voice as he turns towards them. "But unlike its dark originator, the transformation is pure in nature. A gift, not a curse." ]
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Do you even understand what it is he's asking?
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"Supplicants that are accepted by the Gulthias Tree retain their life, which becomes bound to this grove, yes." his eyes glitter as he meets lila's gaze, obviously pleased by her quick volunteering. "You will lose all desire for anything beyond preserving the sanctity of this place, so you will not suffer, or regret." he looks to the two bark-skinned humans in front of him. "Braford and Sharwyn have found true peace through their service and obedience. The same can be yours." erky's expression darkens at that, as belle casts a worried glance at gold, clearly wondering what he thinks of all this, since he seems to grasp what's going on pretty solidly. it's clear that she is not on board with any of this.
"The midsummer apple would, of course, be yours, should you provide me with two supplicants. I give the fruit to the goblins with orders to disperse the seeds on the surface. Deceitful, greedy beings that they are, the goblins barter the fruit for coin, but the seeds are dispersed all the same, and my plan for colonizing the surface with the Children of Gulthias continues." the druid gestures at the strange tree-like creatures they'd killed so many of already, and then cants his head at hook. "My ends would be served just as well if you took the seeds. I care not for the payment." ]
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#goodlifechoices.]
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