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10-04-2017, 07:09 PM
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// AVIAK COURIER-POST //
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Saturday, June 28th, 3104, 11pm... Well, one week later, and not only did I manage to make it to South Karana, I managed to find the best (and safest) place that you possibly could find...the highest point of the Aviak Village! Krak Windchaser lent me the most exquisite, feathered shroud to sleep with. He tells me that it is made entirely from Quillmane's feathers, and that he killed that legendary Pegasus years ago, fashioning this priceless shroud by hand. Krak and I shared a few stories by the fire inside his hut, and I broke out a rare bottle of authentic Blackburrow Kalish that I managed to loot from a Gnoll brewer a few weeks ago. (This stuff is amazing, and has hints of black currant, black licorice, Kiola, and even a mild sweet note, not unlike that Faydark mead I'd sampled once before; that one was brewed from pure Crushbone Honey, and was fantastic. Krak can barely stand up now, so you know it's good!) [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] I also traded Krak some of my excess reagents, since I had far too many Winter Berries and Frost Lichens. He'd never seen those before, but I told him to give some to the local medicine man. Krak also tried one of those toasted bat wings that I was mentioning, and said that it tasted like elephant jerky (apparently, that is made from the ears of the baby calves??) [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Well, I should probably get to sleep soon since I need all the daylight I can to cross the lake and head into the mountains at first break... This message is being sent by Aviak courier, by the way; I didn't even know that the Aviaks delivered post, but apparently there is a mutual deal between the centaurs and their (former) postal monopoly...they even run parcels! ~~~
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10-04-2017, 10:59 PM
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Freeport or Bust...
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Friday, July 4th, 3104, 3am... {chirp chirp chirp click bite buzz blurp} Right now, I'm hiding in some really nasty swamp...stuff...behind some incredibly odd trees. {{MY DAMN LEVITATE SPELL JUST WORE OFF AND RUINED MY FUR-LINED BOOTS}} Damn. Anyway, there are some Troll guards or sentries in the distance outside of what seems to be a home city. According to my somewhat outdated map, it should be Gukta, though I don't think they call it that anymore, and I'm not going to ask. I'm already finding a lot of interesting plants to take back, but on a more dour note, I'm finding a lot more bugs and biting things than anything else. You don't see that crap around Halas... I'm going to hate coming back to this swamp... Lake Rathetear was not nearly as bad as I thought. I didn't even get wet. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] I can't forget to mention that Krak gave me a special Aviak charm to use in concert with Gate magic so that I can return back to the village at any time. His final word of advice was to 'never tell a centaur that they have a nice "ass,"' and he mumbled something like, "...nice knockers." [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] I think (read: hope) I will make it to Freeport within the next few days. I can't imagine staying in the Ro desert for long, and I imagine that is going to be just downright unbearable. On another note, I've never seen an alligator before. Or a caiman. Or a puma. Or a sand giant. Or a spectre. Or a crypt mummy. Or a dune tarantula. Or an Ancient Cyclops... [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] I'm slipping this parchment in with the others in these Trolls' mail satchel. From what I can understand, I know that they are discussing a mail run or something in the morning. (It should be interesting to see if this actually gets delivered without being intercepted...) [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] ~~~
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10-05-2017, 12:45 AM
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At ease, soldier...
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July 5th, 3104, 8pm... I seemed to have completely lost track of what day it was while I was mucking through that awful swamp...It's a completely different day posted here on the town message board. I guess I should mention that I finally made it in one piece! [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] I made amazing time across the desert, but I feel like a parched, desiccated husk; I think I ended up in East Commonlands by about 5pm, just in time to check in at the Freeport Militia building and see about getting a spot to sleep. Brother Jentry was kind enough to help me find Armorer Dellin and check in. Typical soldiers, though; as I'm waiting for Dellin, I hear a bunch of wolf-whistling and whatnot coming from down the hallway of the barracks that I'd just walked down... [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] It looks like I just missed chow time by minutes, but I'm not complaining about the complimentary rations. Seems that the Freeport rats taste a bit less gamey...and I didn't know that Fire Beetles were actually edible... [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Reverie is at 4:30am sharp, so I should get some much needed rest... ~~~
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#36
10-05-2017, 01:29 PM
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One Meal Ticket
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July 6th, 3104, approximately 10:10pm... I guess you could say that I had my first full day of real "work" with the Reserve Militia today. Apparently, there is a huge project to reclaim the raw metals from Deathfist Orc picks, and then shipping sheets and billets of the processed material over to Kaladim and Ak'Anon. There is some sort of "Damascus steel" process that is supposed to produce some very high quality weapons and materials, but only the Gnomes and Dwarfs have the machines and raw strength to pull it off... My Spirit Pouch magic came in pretty good here, I could fit four of those heavy picks in one pouch. Dellin and the corporal on-duty were amazed at how light they were after they were fully loaded. "Why, it's no heavier than a f*ckin* rat ear!" was one of the funnier comments, I must admit. That, and: "How do you make it levitate like that?" [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] While I was making my first delivery of picks, Guard Colin got bit by a rattlesnake and almost died. He was lucky that I had some bandages and my medicine bag, because I seriously thought about leaving those in my foot locker. There was a Dark Elf necromancer nearby that watched the entire thing, and he didn't even bother to help... [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Oh, I almost forgot... when I first arrived at the Toll Booth in West Commons, the guards almost attacked me! I'm pretty sure it had something to do with a scuffle over in E.C. on the way over...as I ran by the "tunnel" there, I heard some people /shout, "Kill her!" ...but I kind of ignored them. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] (That's a far cry from my experience over near Grobb; the warriors there kept politely calling me "ma'am...") Once I showed Guard Valon my Symbol of Discord, he immediately apologized and said on one knee, "Sir Lucan said you'd be coming..." ~~~
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10-05-2017, 04:18 PM
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10-05-2017, 06:36 PM
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At least Mammoth hide parchment is waterproof...
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July 7th, 3104, approximately 2:10am... Here's to the second attempt at page two...this time on some mammoth hide parchment. (Guard Colin spilled a quarter bottle of Kalish all over the other one, and it's almost unreadable.) I sort of got stuck pulling an "unofficial" graveyard shift here at the Toll Booth, partly because these two here are completely wasted. You see, I broke out the rest of that bottle of Kalish that I'd shared with Krak the other night...so now these two are passed out, and I'm here just waiting for sunrise... Earlier: "You spit in this?" Colin quipped. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] "No." [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] (He takes a swig...) "But a Gnoll probably did..." [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] "?!?!" [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] (He spits out the drink.) ...I go on to explain how the sweetest Kalish is made by Gnolls, and part of that reason is because of their saliva affecting the fermentation process. "...No shit?" "Nope, just spit..." [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] "Do they have jesters in Halas, or only when you're around?" I fashion an ornate piece from my medicine bag and crumble some dried leaf into it, topped with a dusting of a fine tan-colored powder, and offer it to Valon: "I call this one my 'Krak' pipe..." [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] "Come again?" "...He gave it to me; Krak Windchaser." (After a short silence, everyone erupts into laughter.) ~~~
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10-06-2017, 09:02 PM
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At ease, soldier...
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Thursday(?), August 5th, 3104, 11:20pm... This entry is being written from a rather cozy, private room in West Commons, the reason being the giant //GRIFFIN WARNING// issued for E.C. before returning back to the barracks... That said, there's something sort of...thrilling...about being able to fashion a directive "by Order of Royal Decree..." which forces "...the lawful and dutiful owner to relinquish full and total control of all properties, habitations, facilities, and to tender any or all possessions deemed necessary or suitable for purposes of quartering and the continued operational support of any or all battalion commanders, chiefs, officers, guards, and both ranked and unranked active or reserve militia members for a duration not to exceed the duly specified or previously agreed upon duration (as listed)..." Naturally, we didn't have any resistance... [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] It's hard to believe that it's been about a month already with the militia, I'm hoping to procure an advancement ahead of the original terms of enlistment. The pay is substandard, but the shelter and subsistence benefits more than make up for it. Someone from the battalion got a glimpse of my Gnoll Fang Necklace and was curious, so I said that I used to dabble in hobby Veterinary Dentistry while in Blackburrow... [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] ~~~
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10-07-2017, 12:56 AM
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I'm not an author...
(This one is kind of out of character: "Care for MOAR?!")
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