Yliakum Journeys (vol.1)

[zorbels]

Zorbels laughs "Well neither do I, remember?" Zorbels passes Farren a hot cup of ulber milk warmed on the fire. She see's Xylaal perched keeping a look out on the camp and waves happily to her. Zorbels mouths the words "Thank you." Zorbels attention is caught by Myrthe's suddenly strange behavior and calls out to him "Hey! where are you going?"

[Myrthe]

Myrthe continues through the woods when he comes to a clearing. There is a small hill here with a large boulder at the top. He walks up to the top of the hill and walks around the boulder. When he is almost all the way around he seemingly vanishes.

[Farren Kutter]

"Indeed." he replies, taking the ulbermilk and drinking a bit of it before setting it down next to him.

[LARAGORN]

"Hey! Where are you going?" Wakes Laragorn, he propped up his head and sees the fire, and the circle of friend around it. Rising to his feet he spots his pack and heads to the fire. Finding a nice spot in the circle he Sets his pack down and uses it as a backrest. Feeling the warmth of the fire and his new found friends is relaxed and comfy. “Amazing how such a beautiful night comes after a day like this” He says as he looks around at the faces lit with the soft glowing amber of the firelight.

[Xylaal]

Xylaal raises her dagger toward Zorbels and drinks the ale she had stowed as a refreshment in her backpack. She looks at dagger and canister of ale and thinks to herself, 'One for the demon's outside, and one for the demons inside.' Mid-gulp she spies a lone figure leaving camp. She can't make out who it is in the near darkness but thinks that whoever it is; had better be careful in their journey.

[Under the moon]

Instead of sitting around the fire, as the others all seem to be doing, Roth and Toth sit one on each side of Cheif Gobba's (as they started calling it) hole. Idly, they toss pebbles, stones, and branches into the deep pit, chuckling at the occassional bellow of anger from below.

Toth turns to Roth. "Had shoulda come 'long. He would have some right words to say 'bout this."

Roth grins. "Ya, like 'Cheif Gobba down a hole, hit it high, an hit it low. Cheif Gobba hollr' an shout all you wan' but never come out."

Toth, stunned, "Tha' was buetaful, Boma." He turns to the rest of the campers. "Hey! You fella's hear dat? My Boma's a pote! Ana'one else gots words to add ta the pome?"

[Spetyco]

After the healing from his friends and a few rounds of ale Spetyco is feeling rather cheery...
"Let's have a story!  Surely someone around here has done something interesting in their life?"
"You!" Spetyco point at Laragorn, "Where did you get that glowing staff thing?"

[zorbels]

Zorbels fights to keep her eyes open but loses the battle and drifts off to sleep still sitting up feeling to exhausted to move.

[LARAGORN]

“I’ll make this short as I would like to hear from the rest of my new friends” Laragorn says as he looks around at his new friends. With a slight smile of embarrassment he begins “The staff you refer to is called an “Armuutriik”, it was given to me by an old Klyron by the name of Eptar Pletarvyen. I was on an exploration trek, as I often am. I found myself in what the folks around here call Consumer Valley. It was late at night and I was having trouble finding my way, while avoiding the consumers there. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a glimmer of light.” Laragorn leans forward and wraps his arms around his knees as he continues. “I made my way to the light, and saw a Klyron Perched on a rock, giggling to himself. I thought this was a little strange but approached him anyways. “What are you laughing at?” I asked him. “You” he said with a snicker. “In what way do I amuse you old-timer?” I asked him. “You are as clumsy as a drunken Ulber, Greenhorn” was his reply as he threw a short stick at me. I managed to catch the stick despite the darkness. He then said “Repeat these words, you clumsy fool” as he told me the phrase to utter. Then in an instant he was gone.” Looking around the circle of faces he could see some with disbelief, and others of amazement. “That is how I got the Armuutriik. It may be a tall tail, but the truth I do speak. When we have more time, I can tell the rest to those interested”

[Spetyco]

"Well, I was expecting a little something more.  Maybe I can get the rest later.  Anyone else have a good tale to tell?"

[zhai]

Zhai's attention was caught by the surrounding dead ulbers. She left the camp area right after Farren woke up. She starsts studying the scattered bodies, trying to figure out where is it they were heading and why were they travelling together, being all males and fully grown. As she examines one of them a strange smoke starts coming out of his mouth. She steps back surprised at first but it doesn't take her long to recognize a lesser spirit leaving ulber's body. She growls as the defeated creature leaves the living realm. She turns around looking for the ulbers' bodies just in time to catch a glimpse of other spirits leaving the scene. "The bodies in the camp...", she remembers. She runs back to find the group closed in a circle. They haven't noticed the spirits... or maybe they can't see them. It wouldn't be wise to talk about this now. There are unfamiliar faces and whatever conjured those spirits obviously didn't anticipate our presence. But where were they headed? For now they are all recovering. There'll be time to talk about this in the morning. She smiles at the group as she gets closer finally saying "I'll take some of that ale, if you got some to share".

[Siteri Kidachi]

Siteri comes closer to the others. "I said, did anyone lose a sword?!"

[Spetyco]

"I think I did.  I had one before I... err... stumbled."

[steuben]

tovera pulls the flat bread off of the stone, placing it on the oiled skin that had protected the flour. she rumages around in the fire for a few coals and drags them to the stone. she takes another portion of dough and pats it out. she places it on the stone and spreads it out more.

she sits back and watches the dough. it is though a fire that was there before has gone out of her. "i don't know if it will be worth it," she thinks. she runs a finger along a scar hidden under her shirt. "when, if, i am ready, they will mostly likely all be dead." she lifts up the edge of the cooking dough with the tip of her dagger. "almost," she says. she watches the dough for a bit more. with the daggers she flips the dough. "but," she thinks, "there will be others like them. there will always be more like them." she watches the nearly finished flat bread. "for them i will be ready," she thinks. she pulls the bread off the stone placing it with the others. she readies the next peice of dough.

[Siteri Kidachi]

Siteri makes her way to Spetyco and shows him the sword she found. "Then this wouldn't happen to be it, would it?"