01-29-2015, 02:55 PM
The characters walk under the strange hut and as they step between the narrow legs, they notice an opening in the floor of the hut above them. While they are wondering how on earth they are going to make it up there, the hut begins to lower, the spindly
legs bending.
The characters position themselves directly under the opening as the hut descends towards them.
Inside the hut there isno furniture of any kind, no books or scrolls, not even a single vial of potion! Through Hut windows set in Ihe smooth walls the forest is visible Squatting in the middle of the floor in an old woman dressed in a rough shirt. Her hands are raised above her head, and between them you see a shimmering vision, floating in the air. In a swirling void hangs a wall of cells, full of dishevel- led prisoners. She looks in the characters' eyes and speaks:
"A vision from your future, perhaps? Look closely. Look hard at the slaves of the Abyss! Their souls are in thrall of its Master, and you must rescue them before it is too late. This much 1. wili tell you.
Can you speak my name?'
"You must be Aletheia" they say.
The vision disappears. The woman claps her hands and smiles. "You are bright, for all your ragged looks. It seems destiny has guided you this far, so I must play my pari in its design. Many trials lie before you, and your enemy is not easily vanquished as he is attacking from outside and also from inside! Bui Bythos has fears, and you may be his nemesis. Enthymesis has gone on ahead of you, and his aid will bo invaluable, but you have also to protect the very heart of Blackmoor!'
Then, noticing their pomaces: That heady mash uf herbs you carry does more than you may think,' says the woman. "Vou will know of
its sleep-stealing properties, I warrant. But its powers on this plane are as nothing compared to those it holds in the Abyss. Eaten in that mystic region it will protect you from the Master's crystal breath. Eaten here, it wiU turn your stomach and nothing more! You are very lucky to have such a gift; the Paa, Maet and Teth herbs are extremely rare.'
As she speaks, the characters feel a presence stirring behind their shoulders and when they turn their heads, they are (all three) staring into the eyes of a serpent, each of them feeling on he focus of its stare. The characters try grabing for it, but it is too fast lor them. In an instant all three of them feel its thick coils wrapped around their necks. "Meet Caduceus!" says the woman.
legs bending.
The characters position themselves directly under the opening as the hut descends towards them.
Inside the hut there isno furniture of any kind, no books or scrolls, not even a single vial of potion! Through Hut windows set in Ihe smooth walls the forest is visible Squatting in the middle of the floor in an old woman dressed in a rough shirt. Her hands are raised above her head, and between them you see a shimmering vision, floating in the air. In a swirling void hangs a wall of cells, full of dishevel- led prisoners. She looks in the characters' eyes and speaks:
"A vision from your future, perhaps? Look closely. Look hard at the slaves of the Abyss! Their souls are in thrall of its Master, and you must rescue them before it is too late. This much 1. wili tell you.
Can you speak my name?'
"You must be Aletheia" they say.
The vision disappears. The woman claps her hands and smiles. "You are bright, for all your ragged looks. It seems destiny has guided you this far, so I must play my pari in its design. Many trials lie before you, and your enemy is not easily vanquished as he is attacking from outside and also from inside! Bui Bythos has fears, and you may be his nemesis. Enthymesis has gone on ahead of you, and his aid will bo invaluable, but you have also to protect the very heart of Blackmoor!'
Then, noticing their pomaces: That heady mash uf herbs you carry does more than you may think,' says the woman. "Vou will know of
its sleep-stealing properties, I warrant. But its powers on this plane are as nothing compared to those it holds in the Abyss. Eaten in that mystic region it will protect you from the Master's crystal breath. Eaten here, it wiU turn your stomach and nothing more! You are very lucky to have such a gift; the Paa, Maet and Teth herbs are extremely rare.'
As she speaks, the characters feel a presence stirring behind their shoulders and when they turn their heads, they are (all three) staring into the eyes of a serpent, each of them feeling on he focus of its stare. The characters try grabing for it, but it is too fast lor them. In an instant all three of them feel its thick coils wrapped around their necks. "Meet Caduceus!" says the woman.
He's a real Nowhere man, sitting in his Nowhere land,
making all his Nowhere plans for Nobody.
making all his Nowhere plans for Nobody.