Season 21, Northern Sartar/Oslir Arc
1629, Early Earth Season?
Dramatis Personae
PCs
Berra
Dormal
Maalira
Rajar
Serala
NPCs
Lord Raven
Some guards
Some important people
Count Vega
Count Sertanas
Perhaps, hidden in the background, a Eurmali
Events
The group set off towards the Sun Dome. On the way, Berra and Maalira spent a bit of time working out a few relatively subtle ways of getting each other’s attention politely, so that Berra could be an advisor in the Sun Dome Court. Berra demanded to be shown to an inn worthy of the White Lady’s rank1Or something like that, I’m pretty sure. B. The group settled in and started to talk over tactics, as opposed to strategy. They decided to send a note to the Sun Dome, and Berra asked Lord Raven for help on drafting it. Surprising everyone, he appeared in the room to make his suggestions. When he worked out that nobody else there was literate in the appropriate languages, he called for clay and his finger became a very small sword. He wrote down the appropriate greetings, and Berra looked very innocent about Lord Raven just appearing.
Oriana and Dormal took the letter along to the Sun Dome Temple, where Dormal eyed up the roof a little. The pair were greeted at the Sun Dome, and asked in Firespeech and then Tradetalk for what they are doing and they tried to persuade warriors to let them in. Dormal was successful in getting them in to see Count Sertanas, although there was a short wait. Oriana failed to read the message properly, so Dormal intervened, magically. The words came out right, although they were not quite synchronised to her lips, and had Lord Raven’s accent. Eurmal obviously approved, as he gave the magic to Dormal for free. Count Sertanas had a moment of puzzlement and then put on his professional mask. He was just the Count, sitting, listening. At the end of the conversation he gave thanks, and said that noon the next day would be good.
Rajar and Serala went for a walk around the town, with Rajar looking for trouble and Serala looking out for Rajar causing trouble. They ate and drank and did not find any Chaos, despite Rajar’s best attempts. They then went onto the Temple, where they talked to the same guards Dormal had talked to. Meanwhile, Dormal was watching the Temple, working out the ways in which he could get up to the Sun Dome unseen, both for the purposes of stealing the gold, and just in case he had to.
The next day the group dressed in finery they had, with Berra very much not helping Maalira into her silk dress. Both of them wore the arm rings that they had been given by Kallyr2Or in Berra’s case via Kallyr, from Lord Eril, which was much more threatening.. Thw guard at the door was rude about the foreigners in Firespeech, and Serala was not happy about that, but was about as coldly polite as only Yelmalio could be. The group, now officially an Embassy, was invited into a hall where there were several high-ranking people. Serala, having asked to be with her friends, was put next to the Sun Domers, which was not what she had intended, but was also interesting, as Count Vega was there; she was one of the two claimants for the county in the River of Cradles. She was there seeking forward-looking initiates – those who would support here – for the Sun County Militia, and perhaps exporting the talented3troublesome. Serala was politely in favour of the idea of swapping people around.
After the polite outer grouping of the meet-and-greet, there was a smaller meeting with Sertanas and a few high-ranking Sun Domers in the background. Rajar politely took off all of his weapons, leaving them at the door. The others were allowed in with their personal arms. Vega was present as well, but Sertanas came down from his throne to the bottom step of three, to speak, having bowed to Maalira, who greeted him in kind. (Berra did too, but in the background.) Sertanas got straight to the point, asking what news there was from the King.
In response to Maalira checking if they could talk there, the Count called the members of his court ‘the great and the good’ with a straight face. Maalira presented Kallyr’s reassurances that concerns were heard, and Sertanas asked if the horse carving would be removed. Maalira countered with that being the will of the spirit, and nobody was sure enough that was not the truth to say they had any suspicions.
The Count seemed unconvinced that the King was unaware of what had happened, but with the group including two people strong in Truth4Or because he was a really good politician., he did not make any accusations directly. He pushed Maalira for what Kallyr’s actions had been, and Berra noticed the White Lady hesitation and stepped forward to say that Kallyr had apologised as well as sending them, a fact-finding mission with the power to punish.
Sertanas noted that the group had consulted with Sertanas, which puzzled some; others worked out that it was likely only Tennebris would send Dormal and Rajar.
At that point, Sertanas gestures people out. Vega only sort-of left, hanging around at the far edge of the room. The Count invited everyone to come and sit down, and served them wine and water. Rajar’s wine came pre-watered, but there was a strong drink available, and he filled up his water flask.
When Maalira asked for the best outcome other than removing the horse, Sertanas suggested some sort of tribute in apology. Dormal suggested a yearly competition over who was best, and Berra managed to keep most of her opinions off her face, and only made eye contact with the wall.5I think she noted that was like the marriage contests, but did not mention that Andrin’s wife had mentioned she would be up for it.. On Sertanas’ prompting, she talked about the various sorts, and the Orlanth/Yelmalio test in particular. Serala managed not to say anything at all, which was quite an achievement.
Sertanas then got to dangerous ground. He asked Serala about her opinions. She said she was hating to see the differences in Yelmalio worship, in words that made him pause. He was so taken aback that he asked Berra to use her magic to see if there was any lie while he asked Serala to repeat herself. The Humakti did this, and Serala repeated that she hated seeing ‘an image of a different facet of our lord Yelmalio used to make political points and gain earthly favour’. Berra told Sertanas that was not a lie, and neither was Serala saying that the horse-worship was a valid way of worshipping and she thought Sertanas was hidebound and would not see any way but his own.
Dormal backed away a bit. When Berra pronounced that there had been no lie, he also shuffled out of Berra’s view.
Sertanas was enough of a politician to ask Serala a more positive question, about similarities, and Serala had an answer about Yelmalio having many faces, being strong enough to be perceived in different ways. Sertanas finally noted that the ability of men to understand gods was indeed limited, and he did not find the idea of a contest for how the clan would understand the god for a year as heretical. Having checked that this worked with the White Lady, Sertanas ordered a fruit plate of friendship handed around so they could eat together. Rajar was provided with a lamb chop.
There was then a pleasant discussion, during which Sertanas tried to get news and opinion from the group. Berra politely did not mention the Yelmalians sitting in the field for a week, refusing to move. He did work out that Rajar had his own opinions on Argrath’s marriage being potentially more than just a proxy marriage.
Finally, the group left, picking up Rajar’s weapons on the way. They discussed the possibility of Eurmal’s magic being involved, and the difficulties of presenting this last bit of diplomacy when someone might be actively but secretly working to stop them. Dormal noted that Divination to Eurmal was unreliable, as he was after all the god of liars.
Session Quotes
“You’ve got a White Lady. Who doesn’t love a White Lady?” – Serala
“Tusk Riders?” – Dormal
“What I would advise… is different from what my honourable primary would suggest. You may wish to stand less on formality.” – Lord Raven
“Because we’re bad at it?” – Berra
“Uh, Scribe! Can you take down in dogscrawl…” – Lord Raven
“No…” – Oriana
“… Very well.” – Lord Raven
His finger becomes a very small sword and he asks for clay.
“I trust one of you can at least read a little bit.” – Lord Raven
“Um, whassit say, Lord. I’m pretty sure we can remember it.” – Berra
“To the most illustrious noble and honourable golden captain of the sun dome, Count of the Sun County etc greeting.”
“From her most Sartarite majesty Kallyr, king undisputed of all Sartar, King of the Kheldon, named the Star Brow, victor of Dangerford, the battle of Queens and King of Dragon Pass, greetings. I send my well-beloved emissary Maalira Bison-Rider, white-robed and chosen of the White Goddess, as my emissary of words with the Wyter Priest of our Warlord, Berra Jarangsdottir as judge and strong right hand to peaceably or otherwise manage the misunderstanding between yourselves and the Yalmoring Clan of the Locaem. We trust you will extend to them the generous hospitality for which you are famous. Yours &c.” – Lord Raven scribbles a bit
“Did you need another goblet for your… oh.” – Landlord
“Do you need a top-up, Lady?” – Landlord
“No, but you look like you do.” – Berra
“White wine for the lady.” – GM/Landlord
“No, but white wine for the Storm Bull.” – Berra
“Rajar doesn’t snort the wine…” – Rajar
“Sharpens you up.” – Dormal”
“Is this Kumis?” – GM
“Yes, on the grounds that if you’re drinking kumis you’ll knife anyone for something better.” – Rajar
“Be there when he arrives. He likes that.” – Dormal
“With your spurs on his desk.” – GM
“You’re suggesting Serala has spurs?!” – Serala
“Well, I heard furs, so I’m relieved.” – Berra
“OK, Dormal is never allowed to show these people how Yelm blesses him. Right?” – Berra
“It’s bad form to be found halfway up the Sun Dome with a palette knife…” – Rajar
“Yes, I consider it’s bad form to be found as well…” – Dormal
“Oh dear god no that is awful.” – Maalira discovers Together Mode on Teams
“My work here is done.” – Serala
“My Fast Talk is 100.” – Dormal explains a lot at once
accents for Sun Domers – GM
varied complaints and sobbing – group
“Now, oi’ll understaand that you won’t be used to our waaays.” – Guard
serentan: At least he’s not talking like the policemen from ‘ello ‘ello… ohwait…
bleysrex: Do not give him… you gave him ideas.
minkey business – Dormal and GM
“You could be hearing the sound of my ancestry.” – GM
“All four of his great-great-grandparents.” – Berra
“It can’t all be gold. For one, it would be really uncomfortable.” – GM
“They’re Sun Domers. They might think that’s a plus.” – Dormal
“Seconds since Pet Interruption: 0.” – Maalira
“Ah, greetings. Do you have a message for me?” – Count Sertanas
fails reading – Oriana
“OK, I think I might need to intervene here.” – Dormal
Illusory sound – Dormal
“Even better! The Illusory Sound roll was a crit! I don’t even need to spend a Rune Point on it!” – Dormal
The Count nods gravely. “Please give our thanks…” ‘You can both make intrigue rolls at this point.’ – GM
“…to the King’s emmisaries. We believe they will want to refresh themselves after their arduous journey, so perhaps we can give them audience at noon tomorrow. Is there anything that is required for their comfort?” – Count Sertanas
“The emissary is a White lady and must keep to her dietary restrictions.” – Dormal
“We believe the barrack keeper should be attending to this. Please let us know if they do not and he will be punished to the full extent.” – Sertanas
“I will look slightly suspiciously at Dormal, and plough on.” – Oriana notices the sound is slightly off as she speaks.
I’m not here to be a secretary! No matter how helpful! Don’t you know who I am? – Lord Raven
“….” – Berra
“Bracing myself.” – Maalira
“So, now we know for certain that your trousers are not going to fall down…” – GM
“There’s a reason I always try to roleplay Serala as being shit at politics. She’s shit at politics!” – Serala
“Special on Move Quietly, and Special on Hide. I am a ghost in the day!” – Dormal
“A pint isn’t going to hurt them.” – Serala
“It depends what it’s a pint of.” – Oriana
“There are meat-filled saffron buns which are the equivalent of pasties here.” – GM
“Nice. Get a dozen.” – Rajar
“Oh, we’re taking some back for the others… no, wait that’s Rajar.” – Serala
“Whaat’s yeh bisness?” – Guard
“You did this to yourself, and now you have to put up with the accent.” – Berra
“I am hoping that Count Sertanas would have time for the thane of Apple Lane.” – Serala
“Make me a Reputation roll.” – GM
“Pants.” – Serala
“I just checked if I had any tea in this cup, and the answer is yes, but slightly less than just before I checked.” – Berra
“That’s quite a codpiece here.” – Berra
“Thank you.” – GM
“Oh, the picture.” – GM
“That too.” – Berra
“I once jumped over a box that was in my way while going to refill a cup, without realising there was still an inch of water in the bottom. It was… refreshing.” – Maalira
“Why did it not upload the Davy Crocket picture though?” – GM
“Taste. It has some.” – Berra
“Pondering where to sleep so that I can lean on Dormal if he sings us to sleep again, but I think that staying out of the way is a better plan. If he doesn’t see me, then he doesn’t have to remember to annoy me.” – Berra
“Are you two children finished?” – Maalira, severely
“No.” – simultaniously GM and Berra
“We don’t have an Orlanthi on this gig.” – Dormal
“No, odd that.” – GM
“For some reason they didn’t send any.” – Dormal
“I can’t imagine why that would be the case.” – GM
“Maalira will also have to get into her best dress.” – Maalira
“I know who can help you with that! Oriana!” – Berra, enthusiastically
goes off-camera “Ah, that’s what I wanted.” – GM
calls everyone Peons in firespeech – guard
“I will be standing with my friends, thank you.” – Serala, the VERY COLD Sun
“Uh, very well, this way please.” – guard who reads Serala wrong
“Vega hands over a small glass filled with a golden orange liquid. It smells of fruit.” – GM
“So, not alcoholic then.” – Serala
“Ummmm…” – GM
“They seem on edge.” – Vega
“Which ‘they’ are they talking about?” – Serala
Vega is seeking to bring some more forward-looking initiates into the Sun County Militia back home.
“A brave decision.” – Serala
“It’s that monkey, isn’t it?” – Dormal
“The king of the swingers.” – Dormal
“I thought he was unmarried.” – Berra
“I wish you all the luck in the world with that.” – Serala
“Unlike the rest of you slobs, I have no honour.” – Rajar
“Hey!” – Dormal
“I’ll leave my weapons at the door. This takes a while.” – Rajar
“OK, where DID you hide the attack helicopter?” – GM
“The usual place.” – Dormal/Rajar
“The rest of you can carry any weapons you like in. Except you, obviously, Maalira.” – GM
“Technically she can carry it, she’s just not allowed to fall over on anyone with it.” – Berra
“So, I am to understand that this affront to the god will vanish from our views shortly.” – Sertanas
“It was done under instruction. Not from Kallyr. It was purely at the will of the spirit.” – Maalira
“And the King was unaware of what was going on in her realm?”
“It happened very quickly, as I’m sure you noticed. Due obviously to the ongoing conflict messages were not getting through, but King Kallyr took action as soon as she was aware…”
“”And those actions were?”
“And I see you consulted with Lord Tennebris.” – Sertanas
passes Intrigue – Maalira
( I wonder how he knew that? ) o . Berra
“A non-Orlanthi Storm type who can therefore be blamed for any incivility which occurs.” – GM
“I’m really good at that.” – Rajar
“But with the threat of the ultraviolence if necessary.” – GM
“Again.” – Rajar
(Maalira does not say “Oi that storm bull’s my cousin mate…”)
“Them’s pacifist words.” – Berra
“Rajar… They appear to have watered your wine.” – GM
expressions – Rajar
mutters “A thin, weak brew. Like the people.” – Rajar
“Thin like a spear. It will go right through you.” – Sertanas has good ears
Rajar looks nervous in case it does go straight through him. He’s in his best clothes.
“Ah, actually…” – Rajar tops up the flask from the aquae horribilis
“Perhaps they could take correct instruction in how to worship Yelmalio. I could send a Priest…” – Sertanas
snorts – Serala
“Can I have a tick on Act?” – Berra
Maalira mutters “I am telling on her to Varanis.”
“It’s like when Eril asked Rajar who was to blame.” – Rajar, awed
“Please repeat your words, Thane.” – GM
“I blurted them out. I dont know what I said, goddamit!” – Serala
“What I hate is to see an image of a different facet of our lord Yelmalio used to make political points and gain earthly favour.” – Serala
Sertanas glances to Berra
“The lady of light and truth says no lie.” – Berra
“Very well. Do you believe this is a correct way of worshipping?” – Sertanas
“I believe that this is a valid way of worshipping and I believe that you are hidebound and will not see any way but your own.” – Serala
“Backing away.” – Dormal
“Humakti?” – S
“I have never known the lady to lie, nor do I now.” – Berra
“And what similarities do you see?” – Sertanas
“The lord god Yelmalio has many faces. He is strong enough to be perceived in different ways from those with different understandings. One way can never fit all.” – Serala
“It is true that the ability of men to understand gods is limited. I may be able to explain this to others, and the suggestion of a contest for how that clan will understand the god for a year may be sufficient. Discuss it with them. I do not find the idea heretical.” – Sertanas
“Does that meet Harmony, White Lady?” – Sertanas
“Yes, I believe it does.” – Maalira
“I believe Fertility may be a better path than Death.” – Sertanas
straight face – Berra
“Berra’s just looking like this isn’t anything to do with her.” – Berra
“And the White Bull? How does that go?” – Sertanas
“He’s married well. The war goes well.” – Rajar
“I understand he’s… the proxy.” – Sertanas
“The White Bull does his own thing.” – Rajar
“I was hoping he was going to ask you if you thought he was a fool.” – Rajar
“Normally my Lord, we would have polished these for you…” – helot
“Yes, better you don’t touch them.” – Rajar
“It sounds a bit like Elmal.” – Berra
“Just with a different accent.” – Dormal
“There’s the horse. And then the horse’s arse. The power behind Yelmalio.” – Berra
“Her husband is as thick as two short planks that have been cut in half and put next to each other.” – Berra
“Eurmal did a worshipper of yours do this?” – GM
Eurmal: “Snitches get stitches!” – GM
“I will accept you as an expert on lying, weasel words, and avoiding the subject, don’t worry, Dormal.” – Berra
pinches the bridge of her nose – Maalira
- 1Or something like that, I’m pretty sure. B.
- 2Or in Berra’s case via Kallyr, from Lord Eril, which was much more threatening.
- 3troublesome
- 4Or because he was a really good politician.
- 5I think she noted that was like the marriage contests, but did not mention that Andrin’s wife had mentioned she would be up for it.