[OOC All - Welcome to our newest player, Luke Beales]It was supposed to be a routine patrol. Two dozen knights, both those of the Guardian Kardak, and those of the Tharn of Calbeyn to sweep away some of the straggling bands of degenerate vordral who persistently raided the farmlands on which the city of Calbeyn depended. Laruthuis of the Temple of Kardak was an experienced commander, having led many of these sweeps in the past, both against obscene vordral and the equally bad human bandits. Such was the way the Kandar lands had been kept safe for as long as people remembered. Laruthuis wasn't a man likely to lead his men into the teeth of an ambush.... The vordral are too few and too stupid to be properly organised.... That was what everyone thought. * * * * * * They had struck the camp without warning, waves and waves of them. More vordral than Salar had ever seen, more than he though even existed. And these were not the craven, cowardly, pathetic creatures he had fought before. These were maddened, insane, fanatical. The knights cut them down, bodies piling up, and still they came. Salar's close friend Arnuilyr went down, skewered by a crude stone spear. Many other kandar lay dead and wounded. Laruthuis was fighting off five of the creatures when something hit Salar over the back of the head, and everything went black. * * * * * * Salar had no real idea how much time had passed. Someone has tended and bound his wounds. His weapons and armour are gone, and he finds himself in a wooden hut. The shafts of light though cracks in the woodwork tell him it's daylight, and there are sounds of people around. -- Tim Hall, http://www.kalyr.com "It's a fine line between stupid and clever" - Spinal Tap
"ahhh my head is killing me, but at least I'm still breathing, first things first find out where I am then get my sword back and find the others. That is of course if there are any others?" -----Original Message----- From: Tim Hall [mailto:timjh@csi.com] Sent: 23 October 2000 21:33 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: Kalyr 50 - The Survivor [OOC All - Welcome to our newest player, Luke Beales] It was supposed to be a routine patrol. Two dozen knights, both those of the Guardian Kardak, and those of the Tharn of Calbeyn to sweep away some of the straggling bands of degenerate vordral who persistently raided the farmlands on which the city of Calbeyn depended. Laruthuis of the Temple of Kardak was an experienced commander, having led many of these sweeps in the past, both against obscene vordral and the equally bad human bandits. Such was the way the Kandar lands had been kept safe for as long as people remembered. Laruthuis wasn't a man likely to lead his men into the teeth of an ambush.... The vordral are too few and too stupid to be properly organised.... That was what everyone thought. * * * * * * They had struck the camp without warning, waves and waves of them. More vordral than Salar had ever seen, more than he though even existed. And these were not the craven, cowardly, pathetic creatures he had fought before. These were maddened, insane, fanatical. The knights cut them down, bodies piling up, and still they came. Salar's close friend Arnuilyr went down, skewered by a crude stone spear. Many other kandar lay dead and wounded. Laruthuis was fighting off five of the creatures when something hit Salar over the back of the head, and everything went black. * * * * * * Salar had no real idea how much time had passed. Someone has tended and bound his wounds. His weapons and armour are gone, and he finds himself in a wooden hut. The shafts of light though cracks in the woodwork tell him it's daylight, and there are sounds of people around. -- Tim Hall, http://www.kalyr.com "It's a fine line between stupid and clever" - Spinal Tap
<< [OOC All - Welcome to our newest player, Luke Beales] >> [Welcome aboard! :)] -- Hugh Foster 100326,446 Internet: hugh_foster@compuserve.com http://www.gamestruth.com/Hugh/ Tue, 24 Oct 2000 21:09 Virtual Access 5.50 build 311 under Win98
Salar peers through the crack between the rough-hewn wooden beams. He's in some kind of crude village, of the sort built by human outlaws. He can make out a stone-build building opposite, with a thatched roof and smoke curling out of a chimney. There are quite a number of humans about, dressed in rough human-made clothing, but no sign of any kandar. To the right of the building, he sees a largish group of humans, holding sticks and crude spears; after a while he realises they're performing a military drill. Preparing for war. -- Tim Hall, http://www.kalyr.com "It's a fine line between stupid and clever" - Spinal Tap
<< [OOC All - Welcome to our newest player, Luke Beales] >> [Welcome aboard! :)] cheers mate (Altough I will proberbly die within about a week) -- Hugh Foster 100326,446 Internet: hugh_foster@compuserve.com http://www.gamestruth.com/Hugh/ Tue, 24 Oct 2000 21:09 Virtual Access 5.50 build 311 under Win98
"Outlaws, captured by human bloody outlaws, somebody needs to teach these animals where there place is in the order of things, I bet they have got my equipment in that stone building, time to go and find out." -----Original Message----- From: Tim Hall [mailto:timjh@csi.com] Sent: 24 October 2000 21:21 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: Re: Kalyr 50 - The Survivor Salar peers through the crack between the rough-hewn wooden beams. He's in some kind of crude village, of the sort built by human outlaws. He can make out a stone-build building opposite, with a thatched roof and smoke curling out of a chimney. There are quite a number of humans about, dressed in rough human-made clothing, but no sign of any kandar. To the right of the building, he sees a largish group of humans, holding sticks and crude spears; after a while he realises they're performing a military drill. Preparing for war. -- Tim Hall, http://www.kalyr.com "It's a fine line between stupid and clever" - Spinal Tap
Predictably the door barred on the outside; Salar is indeed their prisoner. Whether they just found him, or were working with the vordral is a matter for speculation. Salar examines the walls of his prison. It's assembled from ill-fitting wooden planks, a testimony to the primitive carpentry skills of this savage people. Gingerly he tries one of the planks. Working carefully he manages to loosen and lift it out; he repeats this with a second, and makes a gap large enough to be able to climb through. Through the gap he can see the back of another similar wooden building. He can see nobody, but can hear two female voices, both of them quite close. -- Tim Hall, http://www.kalyr.com "It's a fine line between stupid and clever" - Spinal Tap
Salar can't make out what the two human women are saying. After what seems like an age their voices fade away. Salar slips through the gap where he has removed the planks, and finds himself in a narrow alley between the two buildings. He creeps along to the end where the alley opens out into what might be called a square if this were a city, where he has a clear view of the stone building, which seems to be the only such structure in the village, as far as he can see. Unfortunately there are still people about, and he cannot move into the square without being spotted by them. Two women, quite possibly the two he had heard stand next to the door of the stone house talking to a man, and two more men, this time carrying spears over their shoulders step round a corner. Outside another house some children play. Salar estimates by the number of buildings that this is quite a sizable community, perhaps as many as two or three hundred people. -- Tim Hall, http://www.kalyr.com "It's a fine line between stupid and clever" - Spinal Tap
