Chronicles of Absaroke

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Well done  Hugie... I am sure ABSA appreciates the amount you do for them.

Edited by <Squill> - 18 Oct 2011 at 08:46

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<Squill> Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Forum Warrior Joined: 26 Jun 2011 Location: South Africa Status: Offline Points: 218	Posted: 18 Oct 2011 at 08:45
	Well done Hugie... I am sure ABSA appreciates the amount you do for them. Edited by <Squill> - 18 Oct 2011 at 08:46
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Kilotov of DokGthung Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Postmaster Joined: 07 Jun 2011 Status: Offline Points: 723	Posted: 17 Oct 2011 at 17:59
	may check out your house aint built on an Indian bone yard

Hugie Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Greenhorn Joined: 26 Aug 2011 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 84	Posted: 17 Oct 2011 at 17:15
	That's Him! Yes I'm sure that's the man in the dream! Only he was in colour not black and white . . .

Gilthoniel Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Forum Warrior Joined: 11 Oct 2011 Location: Cuiviénen Status: Offline Points: 211	Posted: 16 Oct 2011 at 22:57
	Medicine Crow 1848 - Apsaroke Nation Nice story Hugie

Hugie Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Greenhorn Joined: 26 Aug 2011 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 84	Posted: 16 Oct 2011 at 20:53
	When Maggie awakes, she finds a blue feather next to her head. Everyone denies placing it there, and it looks as though it is from the same bird as the carving. Is this a sign that what she has read is true? Maggie remembers two significant things. We were to dig immediately underneath where she had laid her head. Then Maggie remembers the other half of her dream. She remembers a warrior, wrapped in some sort of brownish cloth, ancient and wizzened with beads and teeth and feathers in his or her hair, with a long face and hooked nose. A warrior, or a medicine man. The man spoke to her, and to her surprise she understood, although he spoke in a language that she had never heard before, that may date back to a time before all time. He (or she) gave clear instructions. A delivery of a certain item, at a certain time, to a certain place. Digging immediately underneath where she had laid her head, we find a tiny scrap of what looks a little like a modern map of Illyria, only with writing scrawled across it. It's partial - perhaps we need to find the other parts and piece them together to read what has been written? At this point I must tell you a secret. The quest to piece together the first message is being followed by Absaroke members. You can find an army encampment near to Castle Hugie, and it will be there until 20 October. You can scout it and find the location of this first clue, and the instructions that Maggie heard. But the time of learning is passing quickly. We must make the delivery, and learn the next message

Hugie Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Greenhorn Joined: 26 Aug 2011 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 84	Posted: 16 Oct 2011 at 20:36
	An ancient chest has been found in the Castle Hugie library, which was given to the librarian under “significant” circumstances. On opening, it is found to be only the depth of a finger. The bottom is unmoveable, although there is possibly some space underneath. Maggie recognises this immediately. Some ancient texts were kept away from prying eyes in this way. You had to understand the first level, and demonstrate it, before you could reach the second level. To try to dig deeper would be to destroy everything. So apart from the natural tendency of all mages to do what they shouldn’t, we agree to start with what is available on this level. Inside the chest is a piece of animal skin, rolled but surrounded by a foul-smelling yellow cloud and with a deposit of dull grey powder underneath. And a small, robustly bound notebook. And - surprisingly, a bright blue feather. The skin is clearly in some ancient language that we don’t understand, so we turn to the notebook, which begins promisingly. It is a translation of the parchment, written (from what we can determine) little more than 100 years ago (well, from the century of the pink-striped cat). Each phrase from the skin seems to take a whole page of notebook with footnotes, illustrations of how the ancient runes have been constructed and how they should be interpreted, alternatives, and so on, so a parchment only 1 elven foot by 2 elven feet takes the whole notebook to interpret. "These are the humble notes of Hugor son of Hugh, bard and storyteller to the people who live in Middle Kingdom and Turalia, during the 16th year of King Sigmund XIV the chocolatier, in the century of the pink-striped cat. My ancestors passed this chest to me, containing the ancient scrolls; that is, they bequeathed me a task which took me right across Illyria, until I found a monastery disguised as a mineshaft in the High Mountains of Elijal, where I found this chest and the ancient parchments. "I, Hugor, have preserved the original parchment with sulfur and arsenic. I commend to you that you preserve it for future generations, along with my humble notes, and I ask your forgiveness for my shallow understanding. Even as I read the parchment, knowledge of the ancient writing is hard to come by, so I have preserved my small knowledge in this notebook to help the person for whom this box is intended. This is no great treasure for a lord or a king, and yet it is beyond all price. All will become clear. "I have determined that the parchment artfully packed on this layer is the first; but important parts are missing. You must find the missing parts before it is too late. We looked across at the animal skin. The beginning is shredded by teeth that seem to belong to a beast we no longer know today. I believe the title on this scroll begins with the symbol THORN, the symbol for the definitive article “the”. The sweep of characters suggests a guttural stop, but beyond that, it can’t be seen. Then the text begins, and we turn back to the notebook: “I speak of a time before times, when many strange creatures roamed the earth. Wise people have pondered this before. Generation after generation makes the same mistake. Cities come and go like the waxing and waning of the moon. Great civilisations come and go, Nations and Alliances and Guilds, as the sun moves through the seasons. Even races have disappeared, and maybe whole races are still to come? Somehow, sentient beings seem to be condemned to repeat the mistakes of yesteryear. "In the century of the soup dragon, the 4th year of King Harald, Manitoba (a monk of the high mountains) had a vision.” "You are charged to find this vision, and bring the pieces back together. By this means you may read the scroll in the second level" Then the scroll gave a location (indicated in the notebook, not far from Castle Hugie). It also gave a date - Starting with a Gibbeous Moon in the month of October in the second year of King Sigurd of the Flying Caravans, in the century of the black man. The army is in place. Maggie has drunk of the dream potion and is dreaming. The scouts are ready to receive her instructions.