Session 5: Meeting the Roamers

Dec 17 20:42:07 <CounterBeard>	Last time in the Lost Region; BEARS. And natives. The natives seem relatively amicable, and even invited you to follow them. SO you think. We now resume.
Dec 17 20:43:13 »»	Nelson continues to assist lugging the very battered and mauled Theo along, seeing where these natives are going.  "I sure hope they aren't cannibles."
Dec 17 20:44:18 »»	Theo just lays there.  What else am I gonna do?
Dec 17 20:45:16 <Vinessa>	"Cannibals?"
Dec 17 20:46:22 <CounterBeard>	The hunting group has taken to bringing the bodies of the bears along. The boys, and now that you have had a moment to look girls as well, seem to be grouping together to do so. The older men are leading the pack with a few trailing behind.
Dec 17 20:48:01 <Castor>	"People who eat people."
Dec 17 20:49:04 <CounterBeard>	They are wearing leathers of some kind. Some dark almost earthy brown, while others are more a clay red. The seem to be cured in some way and are rather thick. The men have headbands with trailing beads and what almost looks like some of the grass of the plains woven in.
Dec 17 20:49:27 <CounterBeard>	You can hear the children talking among themselves in whispers, a language you have never heard.
Dec 17 20:50:23 <Castor>	"Were the bears some kind of ritual hunt for them or did they just want the meat?"
Dec 17 20:50:41 »»	Castor takes a closer look at the children, wondering if they all seem around the same age or not.
Dec 17 20:50:46 <Nelson>	"Hell if I know.  They least seem pretty damn awed we killed the suckers."
Dec 17 20:51:02 »»	Vinessa looks more confused, than scared, and licks her arm. "Why would you even do that? We wouldn't taste very good, I don't think."
Dec 17 20:51:48 »»	Castor shrugs, "There are markets, for longpork at least. I don't know enough to say otherwise."
Dec 17 20:52:26 <Nelson>	"I dunno, do I look like I eat people?  Ask one yourself if you ever meet one.  Before they eat ya, i guess."
Dec 17 20:52:38 <CounterBeard>	They are infact nearly the same age. As far as you can tell Castor
Dec 17 20:53:07 »»	Castor points this out to the others, then.
Dec 17 20:53:17 <Castor>	(Around how old do they look?)
Dec 17 20:53:59 <CounterBeard>	Twelve, thirteen maybe
Dec 17 20:55:14 <Castor>	(I killed them. I killed all the younglings)
Dec 17 20:55:51 <CounterBeard>	Eventually one of the men slaps one of the children upside their head and they all go silent. As you leave the lightly wooded area and enter into a the plains the grass nearly swallows your vangaurd as they enter.
Dec 17 20:56:49 <Vinessa>	(So which one of you is taking fairybeary again?)
Dec 17 20:57:09 <Nelson>	(Theo.)
Dec 17 20:57:19 <Theo>	(When I wakes)
Dec 17 20:57:26 <Vinessa>	(Ah, okay)
Dec 17 20:57:29 <Nelson>	Nelson grumbles at the annoyance this grass will present, but keeps on anyway.
Dec 17 20:58:46 <Castor>	(So we're in tall grass?)
Dec 17 20:58:52 <Castor>	(Why didn't Oak stop us?)
Dec 17 20:59:45 <CounterBeard>	(You already have pokemon ya dingus.)
Dec 17 21:02:08 <CounterBeard>	After what seems like forever in the grass you enter a flattened area you had no idea was there. A small bustle of activity greets you. Atleast twenty small leather tenthouses and one, what looks like newly erected stone building. The elderly, and children seem to be taking care of chores. And pokemon. Pokemon are running freely.
Dec 17 21:04:45 <Nelson>	"Annnd...now the moment of truth."  What sorta Pokemon are they?
Dec 17 21:08:54 <CounterBeard>	Mostly dogs and herd animals. Lilipups, houndours, electrikes, several zebstrika, ponyta and two rapidash. Sitting on a large spike of stone jutting from the stone building sits a fearow.
Dec 17 21:11:32 <CounterBeard>	For a moment the entire camp stops. Frozen at the sight of you all, until one of the men just waves and calls out to them in their language..
Dec 17 21:12:22 <Nelson>	"...Annnny second now?  Seriously the more blood this guy loses, the heavier he seems to get."
Dec 17 21:12:32 »»	Vinessa takes in the sight of the town, the sound of the people, the smell of tanning leather. "A village, hidden by super-tall grass.. It's a teeny tiny town tucked away in a thicket! It's so cozy, too!"
Dec 17 21:14:07 <Castor>	"But you're dumb muscle is your only redeeming feature, Nelson."
Dec 17 21:14:11 <Castor>	your*
Dec 17 21:15:11 <Nelson>	"Clearly, no one values my charming disposition," he snarks.
Dec 17 21:15:42 <Castor>	"Yes."
Dec 17 21:16:47 <CounterBeard>	After a moment several older women and men rush forward and start fawning over Theo taking him off Nelson's hands chattering away in their own language. They start to take him into a hut.
Dec 17 21:18:09 »»	Theo 's dreams suddenly start to take an awkwardly weird turn
Dec 17 21:18:11 »»	Vinessa sombers back up after seeing Theo whisked away. "I hope he's gonna be alright.."
Dec 17 21:18:58 <Nelson>	"Either they'll help em or prep em for dinner," Nelson shrugs, looking to what the other natives are up to.
Dec 17 21:18:59 »»	Castor rolls up his sleeves and follows after, "He'll be in my care."
Dec 17 21:19:07 <CounterBeard>	A small rumble and a man emerges from the stone building. He takes a single look at you all, and the corpses of the bears and calls out, motioning you all in.
Dec 17 21:19:35 <CounterBeard>	One of the older men turn to you Castor and smile, waving you off. He has most of his teeth. Most.
Dec 17 21:20:05 »»	Castor doesn't return the smile but nods at the older man.
Dec 17 21:20:24 »»	Nelson shrugs and approaches the stone building.
Dec 17 21:21:14 <CounterBeard>	The Fearow stares as you get closer Nelson sharpening its beak on the stone.
Dec 17 21:22:25 <Nelson>	Nelson stares back at it as he walks by. "Guess they can't teach -everyone- some hospitality."
Dec 17 21:23:07 <CounterBeard>	(Pressing to go with the oldfolks Castor?)
Dec 17 21:23:12 <Castor>	(Yes)
Dec 17 21:23:38 <CounterBeard>	The old man shakes his head and points to the rest of your group Castor.
Dec 17 21:24:22 »»	Castor willfully stares back at the man and refuses to yielf.
Dec 17 21:24:25 <Castor>	yield*
Dec 17 21:25:30 <CounterBeard>	He shrugs and lets you into the hut with the other old folks.
Dec 17 21:30:01 <CounterBeard>	Joining Nelly Vine?
Dec 17 21:30:48 ---»	DiceMaid-9001 (DiceMaid-9@sux-EADD5C74) has Joined #LostRegion
Dec 17 21:30:59 <Castor>	4d6+3
Dec 17 21:30:59 <DiceMaid-9001>	Castor, 4d6+3: 15 [4d6=3,4,4,1]
Dec 17 21:36:37 <CounterBeard>	The man sits there eating some sort of stew or soup. He waves for you to take a seat on a blanket.
Dec 17 21:36:53 »»	Nelson plops his butt down, then.
Dec 17 21:39:45 <Vinessa>	(I think he meant Castor, inside the hut)
Dec 17 21:41:28 <CounterBeard>	The man nods to Nelson. Pouring out something into a clay bowl. It is green and viscous and steams slightly.
Dec 17 21:43:30 <Nelson>	If the man's offering him food, he waits for a clear sign to take the bowl and takes a brief peek at its contents before sipping from it.
Dec 17 21:46:28 <Nelson>	"...Still better than Typhoon's salsa."  He coughs and tries to hold it down.
Dec 17 21:47:08 <Nelson>	"Weird," he touches his face to make sure it's not numb anymore.
Dec 17 21:47:26 <CounterBeard>	The man nods to you and begins to chatter.
Dec 17 21:49:03 <Vinessa>	"If only the Professor were here, maybe he could interpret.. Maybe it's time for more charades?"
Dec 17 21:50:00 <Nelson>	"..." Nelson shoves what's left of it at Vinessa.  "Drink it - pinch your nose if you gotta."
Dec 17 21:50:40 <Nelson>	"Just what -is- that stuff?" He asks the chattering man.
Dec 17 21:53:20 »»	Vinessa eyes the broth warily, and takes the rest. "Okay, but why?"
Dec 17 21:53:31 »»	Vinessa Down the hatch it goes.
Dec 17 21:55:10 <CounterBeard>	"Ah. The girl is strong of heart as well. Very good." The man drinks some of his soup eyeing Vinessa and Nelson.
Dec 17 21:55:17 <Nelson>	"...Well, okay, you're probably right about that."
Dec 17 21:56:08 <Vinessa>	"Youch! That's one spicy soup, and I know spicy. There was this one time, I ate one of those rare Orange Island peppers on a dare and it was super spicy, but not nearly that - " she stops, realizing she can understand the elder.
Dec 17 21:56:40 <Vinessa>	"You speak English? Why didn't you say so?"
Dec 17 21:56:55 <Nelson>	"Anyway, uh.  Guess it's sorta obvious we both got questions -" Nelson stares at Vinessa, dumbfounded.
Dec 17 21:57:28 <Nelson>	"It was the soup you just drank, goofus."
Dec 17 21:57:35 <Vinessa>	(WHAT'S MORE LIKELY, SOME OF THEM LEARNING ENGLISH FROM THE PROFESSOR, OR A MAGIC SOUP)
Dec 17 21:57:45 <CounterBeard>	(=B)
Dec 17 21:58:13 <Vinessa>	Comprehension dawns on her face. "Ooooooh. Magical soup. Cool!"
Dec 17 21:58:38 <Nelson>	(Clearly magic soup)
Dec 17 21:59:21 <CounterBeard>	The Cheif shrugs. "I speak my own. And now you do as well. The 'soup' is something we have passed down for years. I am to assume you are the slayers of the Mother of Bears as well as her cubs?"
Dec 17 21:59:31 <Castor>	(And then Vinessa was kill)
Dec 17 22:01:02 <Nelson>	"Oh so ya did have a name for em.  Uh...yeah that was us."
Dec 17 22:03:07 <CounterBeard>	"They were a form of coming of age. The children would sneak in to grab a fistfull of hair, or a broken tooth or claw."
Dec 17 22:04:01 <Vinessa>	"We were looking for a safe place, and they," she motions to Nelson, "wanted to find a cave to stay in; we never thought there'd be bears in them!"
Dec 17 22:05:06 <Nelson>	"Oops...Well, you're gonna need a new comin' of age ritual.  You don't happen to have back ups in mind, do you?"
Dec 17 22:06:16 <Nelson>	"Like she said, we were looking to move into the caves." No sense in really denying that.  "Our people were stranded out here."
Dec 17 22:06:37 <CounterBeard>	"We do. At another camp. We leave soon. It will be a short wait. You are clanless? Or are you your own clan? You have no marks or trinkets."
Dec 17 22:07:44 <Vinessa>	"We're from a place far, far, away, out of this valley."
Dec 17 22:08:42 »»	Nelson thinks on how to answer that.  "We had something like that.  Basically, we were attacked when traveling through by people on flying Pokemon.  They killed our 'chief', and most our 'tribe.' "
Dec 17 22:09:56 <Nelson>	"Those of us left are just trying to find some place safe to stay, at the moment."
Dec 17 22:12:01 <CounterBeard>	Recognition dawns on the Chief's face as he nods. "The sky falling in flames. You were caught between, the Cliffstalkers and the Kin Cleaved." He sounds disgusted.
Dec 17 22:13:17 <Nelson>	"We basically had a flying village."
Dec 17 22:13:28 <CounterBeard>	He just stares at you. "What."
Dec 17 22:14:16 <CounterBeard>	"How many pokemon did this take?"
Dec 17 22:14:51 <Nelson>	"I don't think we really know.  Like you said, seemed we were caught in the middle of some other fight.  Most of us were sleeping."
Dec 17 22:16:06 <CounterBeard>	He shakes his head "I see. I am sorry for your losses. It is harsh to lose your tribe to anothers war. I forget myself. I am Stonetamed Cheif of the Roamers. I welcome you in hospitality."
Dec 17 22:16:57 <Vinessa>	"We didn't fly here on pokemon. It's like... " she pauses, thinking how to describe it. "It was a building, bigger than this village, filled with magic air that made it float."
Dec 17 22:18:33 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed just stares at you both awe in his eyes. "Strong magic. Magic from another world?" His last sentance seems almost hungry.
Dec 17 22:20:12 <Vinessa>	"Well not exactly... Magic from every world, but only if you know how to get it. And I don't think we have anyone who knows how to, left."
Dec 17 22:22:06 <CounterBeard>	He nods. "I see. What am I to call your people?"
Dec 17 22:22:24 <Nelson>	"I'm Nelson.  So...you wouldn't mind if we moved into the cave then, would you?  Most of us left are still injured and recovering.  We are..."
Dec 17 22:22:43 <Vinessa>	(What's the region we're from, again?)
Dec 17 22:22:45 <Nelson>	Here, Nelson contemplates very hard.  He could forever give their group a hilarious name in the eyes of these people, or give a more helpful answer.  IT's a tough choice.
Dec 17 22:24:13 <Nelson>	(I believe it was just 'The Empire' yeah?)
Dec 17 22:24:44 <CounterBeard>	(The Empire yeah. I'll see if I can find the actual name.)
Dec 17 22:25:03 <Nelson>	"The Imperials."
Dec 17 22:25:18 <Nelson>	He will spare everyone the nickname 'The Bonerfarts.'
Dec 17 22:25:30 <Castor>	(Fonerbarts)
Dec 17 22:25:47 <CounterBeard>	"What is it to Imperial?"
Dec 17 22:27:14 <Vinessa>	"It's not like that! Our people are named after where we're from, not something we do."
Dec 17 22:28:01 <Castor>	(Speak for yourself)
Dec 17 22:28:13 <Castor>	(We should be razing this tribe to the ground and taking their resources)
Dec 17 22:30:18 <Vinessa>	(That's not what imperializing means)
Dec 17 22:31:14 <Nelson>	"It's a thing.  An Empire.  Like a bunch of clans that agree not to fight each other and share the same chief, so that other clans think twice about attacking you."
Dec 17 22:31:37 <Castor>	(What kind of empire doesn't preside over a large collection of holdings?)
Dec 17 22:32:39 <Vinessa>	(Razing a town to the ground is non-conducive to ruling it)
Dec 17 22:33:13 <Castor>	(You can raze a town down to the ground morally and spiritually)
Dec 17 22:33:50 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed looks utterly confused. "So one clan of many clans?"
Dec 17 22:35:25 <Nelson>	"Yes, essentially. We were effectively hunting Pokemon very, very far from home and are now stuck here.  We don't know very much about this place, your people, or the politics out here."
Dec 17 22:35:37 <Vinessa>	"Nelson, you're bad at explaining things, y'know that? Even worse than me!"
Dec 17 22:35:43 <Nelson>	"There is one man among us who has been out here before, but he came alone."
Dec 17 22:36:06 <Nelson>	"Well scuse me, Princess," Nelson says sarcastically.  "I'm not exactly a professor or somethin'!"
Dec 17 22:36:59 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed looks at Vinvessa "You are a Princess?! My apologies!"
Dec 17 22:37:13 <Castor>	(Can I be Grand Vizier?)
Dec 17 22:37:41 <Castor>	(Theo can be her knight :V)
Dec 17 22:38:26 <Nelson>	Nelson ponders what he just did, but watches her reaction before trying to explain the concept of sarcasm.  And this might just be funnier.
Dec 17 22:40:13 »»	<Vinessa> subtly and sharply elbows Nelson before she answers. "I.. well, that is.. what he meant was.. forget it. Yes, yes I am." This might be fun!
Dec 17 22:42:49 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed nods and one of the stone walls opens its eye. The huge onix that makes up his hut starts to uncoil from around you all. "Welcome! Princess and those of the Imperials Clan! We must feast for this new meeting and to hear the tale of your fight!" The onix stands tall and roars, the Fearow still sitting on its horn.
Dec 17 22:42:57 <Nelson>	"Perhaps I should leave it to her majesty to explain our people's situation and needs?" Nelson fawns politness.
Dec 17 22:43:13 »»	Theo hobbles on in I suppose, the big stone hut seems the most likely place for everyone to be
Dec 17 22:44:27 <CounterBeard>	Theo Castor, what was once a stonehut is now an uncurled Onix. Your friends standing infront of it.
Dec 17 22:45:01 »»	Theo whistles "Nifty"
Dec 17 22:45:43 »»	Castor raises a hand and waves to them, face still somewhat grim after the things he'd seen inside the healing hut.
Dec 17 22:47:21 <Theo>	"Soo, what'd I miss while they put me back together?"
Dec 17 22:48:11 <Castor>	"Well, nobody is dead or otherwise gutted yet, so I might be inclined to believe that the talk went well."
Dec 17 22:48:27 <Nelson>	"Oh, they put your innards back together already? Our royal princess was about to explain our people's delimma!"
Dec 17 22:48:32 <Nelson>	He points at Vinessa.
Dec 17 22:48:44 »»	Castor quirks a brow, "Princess?"
Dec 17 22:48:48 »»	DiceMaid-9001 is now known as RichterBelmont
Dec 17 22:49:10 »»	RichterBelmont is now known as DiceMaid-9001
Dec 17 22:49:13 <CounterBeard>	The whole of the Roamers clan, children to elder ring around you.
Dec 17 22:49:35 <Theo>	"Oh, the princess, yeah?  Guess it's a good thing I kept her from getting mauled half to death, eh doc?"
Dec 17 22:49:39 »»	Theo smirks at Castor
Dec 17 22:50:08 »»	Castor kicks Theo in the back of his knee to trip him up, "Then I suppose this makes Theo her one and only, gallant knight."
Dec 17 22:50:42 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed yells out to them "Tonight is a night of feasts and legends!" The whole tribe cheers. Everyone rushing to get ready for the night.
Dec 17 22:51:12 »»	<Castor> gives Nelson a look that says, "You will explain yourself, later," but otherwise says nothing to the effect and acts as if nothing out of the ordinary has occured.
Dec 17 22:51:46 <Nelson>	Nelson has a shit eating grin and finds the whole thing hilarious, Castor's approval be damned.
Dec 17 22:52:26 <Vinessa>	"Theo! Are you alright?! I was so worried! Does it still hurt? Are there any scars?"
Dec 17 22:52:49 »»	Theo stumbles, but loyal doggie helps keep him from falling.  I can only assume he's been at my side this whole time
Dec 17 22:53:05 <CounterBeard>	Doge has not left Masters side. He is best.
Dec 17 22:53:56 <Theo>	"Hmm?  Good enough to walk I suppose.  Don't ask me to do it again anytime soon though.  Ech, I've been in worse shape than this before.  I think."
Dec 17 22:56:07 <CounterBeard>	The tribe starts to rearrange the tent village, the children gathering grasses and spare wood. Some of the hunters start to skin the Bears and spit the meet. It is reaching almost dark.
Dec 17 22:56:26 »»	Castor mutters, "Nobody asked you to do it in the first place..."
Dec 17 22:57:41 <Nelson>	"I suppose now I know two men either dumb or braven enough to jump in front of an angry Ursaring, though.  And only one of em is alive."
Dec 17 22:57:59 <Nelson>	"...I don't think they'd really care if we uh, brought everyone to that cave."
Dec 17 22:58:01 <CounterBeard>	All of the folks not currently occupied are staring and whispering to each other.
Dec 17 22:58:55 <Vinessa>	Oh! A question pops into her head. "Did you two get the magic soup, too?"
Dec 17 22:59:55 <Castor>	"Magic...soup?"
Dec 17 23:00:48 <Nelson>	"Green stuff, tastes terrible.  Makes us, uh, speak the same language.  I think."
Dec 17 23:01:38 »»	Castor looks at Toothless now.
Dec 17 23:01:50 <CounterBeard>	The Chief offers both Castor and Theo a bowl.
Dec 17 23:02:05 <Theo>	"Who cares about magic, but I could sure use some soup.  Or anything to eat really"
Dec 17 23:02:27 »»	Theo gratefully gobbles it up.  As best as one can gobble soup, that is
Dec 17 23:03:01 »»	Castor takes a slight sip and shrugs. He'd tasted worse, acclimating himself to the various poisons Argent had fed to him over the years.
Dec 17 23:03:22 <Castor>	Not to mention the man's disastrous attempts at kitchenwork...
Dec 17 23:05:56 <CounterBeard>	Castor, and Theo as the weird feelings subside, you can understand the clansfolk around you. As if they just came into clarity.
Dec 17 23:06:27 <Castor>	The young doctor's body immediately tries to reject the 'serem' but with a slight clenching of his fist the sensation is gone and he loooks around frantically. If they were trying to poison hi-Oh.
Dec 17 23:08:00 <Nelson>	"...Looks like they'll be keeping us the night with this celebration, but least we got good news to take to the rest."
Dec 17 23:08:29 <Nelson>	"Dunno what the hell will come after that though."
Dec 17 23:09:05 <Castor>	"Simple. We set ourselves up and gather our strength while learning what we can about this place."
Dec 17 23:09:06 <Vinessa>	"See? Magic soup!"
Dec 17 23:09:57 <CounterBeard>	As it gets darker and darker the hunters have started cooking the meat, the rest of the tribe have brought out blankets and padded mats around the blazing fire. Stonetamed smiles as your group is given seats next to him and his family. His wife, as old as he, his son, gone silver early and twin girls a baby in each of their laps. "Come Imperials. Sit and talk of your hunt of the Mother of
Dec 17 23:09:57 <CounterBeard>	Bears!"
Dec 17 23:12:20 »»	Castor looks at the mats in slight distaste and brushes off the seat of his pants as he gingerly sets himself down on the pad. "I don't think there's much to say, really."
Dec 17 23:12:25 <CounterBeard>	The little bear seeminly pops out of nowhere to sit next to Theo.
Dec 17 23:12:38 <CounterBeard>	"Teddi!" =D
Dec 17 23:14:16 <Theo>	"Hm?  And what have we here?  Another villainous fiend come to slaughter us all?"
Dec 17 23:14:25 <Nelson>	Nelson's a pretty shitty story teller, but he least tries to lead that off. "We didn't know what to expect in there. Simply knew it was something that would scare a Rattata.  So we walked in...past the bones, into their chamber.  They were sleeping, huddled up like rocks.  Two of them woke up, sharpened their claws on the stone floor, and attacked..."
Dec 17 23:14:52 <Castor>	"I shot at them and our Pokemon battled for a bit."
Dec 17 23:15:19 <Castor>	"Then Theo threw himself in front of a claw to protect Vine-the Princess and almost died, like an idiot."
Dec 17 23:15:27 <Castor>	"After that, we killed it."
Dec 17 23:15:44 »»	Theo would jump up in fear and surprise, but pain and whatnot
Dec 17 23:15:53 <CounterBeard>	Some of them whisper among themselves. Others look sort of...disappointed.
Dec 17 23:15:58 »»	Castor says this all with a completely straight, uninterested face.
Dec 17 23:17:29 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed just looks to you all "That? That is the story?"
Dec 17 23:18:26 <Nelson>	"He makes it sound easier than it was - it was like trying to carve stone with a stick.  Hurting those things took effort.  The mother herself was cocky and bled herself to get the blood running.  Didn't exactly pay off."
Dec 17 23:19:20 <Nelson>	"The hunters probably would have seen us running out with our tails between our legs, had he not poisoned one of them," He nods to Castor.
Dec 17 23:20:13 »»	Castor pulls out his revolver for the others to see, "I struck one of her vital areas. The mother would have wasted away, at some point."
Dec 17 23:22:02 <CounterBeard>	They start to ooh and awww as you all go into further depth. "She was known for her power and hubris. What is that which you hold in your hand? Your weapin?
Dec 17 23:22:40 »»	Castor nods, "Something like that."
Dec 17 23:23:56 »»	Vinessa interrupts, before they bungle up explaining things. "That thing? It's a weapon that lauches very pointy rocks, at very fast speeds, faster than any arrow or spear."
Dec 17 23:27:24 <CounterBeard>	"oooooooooh"
Dec 17 23:27:53 »»	Castor blinks and looks very out of his depth.
Dec 17 23:28:04 <Nelson>	Nelson figures they could maybe...spin this their way somehow.  "Granted, wasn't really our intention to spoil one of your proving grounds.  What are other ones you know of like?"
Dec 17 23:28:40 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamer nods at Vinessa. "A truly amazing weapon indeed."
Dec 17 23:28:50 <CounterBeard>	(Are you asking about their other proving grounds?)
Dec 17 23:28:58 <Nelson>	(Yes.)
Dec 17 23:31:10 »»	Vinessa turns to the others. "You three suck at storytelling." She then retells the story, about how they blindly ventured into the cave seeking shelter and safety, how they were ambushed by bears taller and fiercer than man, how Theo heroically sacrificed himself to prevent harm from befalling The Princess, and finally their victory over the mighty and brutal foes.
Dec 17 23:31:36 <CounterBeard>	(Roll me Charm)
Dec 17 23:32:05 <Vinessa>	3d6+3 ohboy
Dec 17 23:32:05 »»	Nelson grumbles under his breath, not like he didn't -know- that already.
Dec 17 23:32:06 <DiceMaid-9001>	Vinessa, ohboy: 17 [3d6=6,4,4]
Dec 17 23:32:16 »»	Theo pays no attention while having a nice long, silent standoff with babbybear
Dec 17 23:34:33 <CounterBeard>	The Clan hangs on every word Vinessa. They scream and cheer and boo as you tell the story. All of the elders nod and smile as you finish.
Dec 17 23:34:44 <CounterBeard>	"Now that was a legend to tell!"
Dec 17 23:35:02 »»	<Castor> whispers to Nelson, "Did any of that actually happen?"
Dec 17 23:35:13 <Castor>	"I seem to remember it being quicker and grittier than all of that."
Dec 17 23:35:24 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed turns to Nelson "We have many. It always depends on where we are at the year. One of them is trial by tar. Sneaking into a Tarskin lands and taking from them one of their sacred bottles. Or to do a hunt bringing down a great thunderer. The Unproven choose their task. It proves one of their virtures. Stealth, bravery, hunting ability. When I was Unproven I chose to tame a wild.
Dec 17 23:35:24 <CounterBeard>	On your Trial you earn your name."
Dec 17 23:35:45 <CounterBeard>	Babbybear =3's at you Theo and tries to climb onto your lap.
Dec 17 23:35:49 <CounterBeard>	"Ted?"
Dec 17 23:37:55 <Nelson>	"So your clan is nomadic?  Is that the norm, among the clans of these lands?"
Dec 17 23:38:07 <Theo>	"Oh, going for a surprise attack then?  Lower the enemy's guard and hit them while they're not looking?  What're you doing around here anyways?"
Dec 17 23:38:43 <Nelson>	"...So that's why the kids were crying, we stole the chance for them to get their name?" Man, Nelson's a dick, but that is pretty darn dickish even for him.
Dec 17 23:39:22 <Nelson>	And to Castor "They asked for a story, not a damage report.  Fluffin' a bit is fine aint it?"
Dec 17 23:40:38 <Castor>	"I'm not sure I follow."
Dec 17 23:40:51 <CounterBeard>	"Yes. We travel the grasslands to the lands of the Saltfangs and the Specks."
Dec 17 23:41:16 <Castor>	"What are those, exactly?"
Dec 17 23:42:16 <CounterBeard>	The woman next to the Cheif speaks up "They were crying out more for you than their lost chance. No one has been able to slay the Mother of Bears. Or even harm them in any of our legends. You were like heros stepping out of a story."
Dec 17 23:42:36 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed looks to Castor shrugging "They are other tribes, other clans."
Dec 17 23:45:43 <Vinessa>	"So they're a who, not a what."
Dec 17 23:47:05 <Nelson>	"What are relations like between your clan and other ones?  You mentioned we got caught up in a war, so figure there's some complicated relations out here."
Dec 17 23:49:29 <CounterBeard>	The children seem to be huddling around both Theo and Vinessa either wanting to hear more stories or play with babyber.
Dec 17 23:50:42 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed nods. "Often there are skirmishes with those who claim land. Or Sky. WE travel and only have on enemy. Tarskins. Each clan fights or allies with another. Some or old and ancient other are blood fueds."
Dec 17 23:50:52 »»	Theo mindlessly scratches the beast's head  "Careful kids, who knows when he might strike!"
Dec 17 23:51:13 <Castor>	"Who are the tarskins?"
Dec 17 23:53:20 <CounterBeard>	"Those who worship the blacktar, that which holds and starves. That which none can travel and live. Vile men and women."
Dec 17 23:54:44 <Nelson>	"Who would you consider allies, then?"
Dec 17 23:57:15 <CounterBeard>	"Saltfangs are truefriends. Sister of our clan. They range the whole of the sea. We also claim the Bogbreed of our allies. Those who claim the whole of the rivers as their lives."
Dec 17 23:57:24 <Castor>	"I don't know what blacktar is."
Dec 17 23:57:45 <Vinessa>	"Tar that's black. Obviously."
Dec 17 23:58:20 <Castor>	"That's not what I want to know."
Dec 17 23:59:14 <Nelson>	Nelson thinks on this. "Hey, Theo, you mentioned that the reporter guy almost got shanked by someone, right?"
Dec 17 23:59:55 <Theo>	"Yeah, some lady.  She left a calling card"
Dec 18 00:00:12 »»	Theo pulls out said knife to showcase
Dec 18 00:00:54 <Nelson>	"Would you happen to recognize where something like that would come from?  Sorta confusing.  Why would she come looking for us?"
Dec 18 00:03:45 <CounterBeard>	Stonetamed takes the knife. "Yes. Yes this is a blade from the Cliffstalker clan. You say a woman gave it to you? Tell me the story."
Dec 18 00:07:10 »»	Nelson looks to Theo as well.  "I actually didn't really -see- much of people before we crashed anyway."
Dec 18 00:07:52 <Theo>	"More 'threw it at us' than 'gave it to us'.  My, uh, liege was taking a personal moment in the grass, I found him cobbled over at her feet.  She didn't seem too happy, left the knife as a warning before leaving us"
Dec 18 00:11:36 <CounterBeard>	He nods again. "A warning yes. To keep yours under control. They do not like war or bloodshed save with the Kin Cleaved. She may have been saying that if he were to go out of line again it is your duty to kill him."
Dec 18 00:12:51 »»	Theo mumbles "Well can't say I'm too opposed to the idea~"
Dec 18 00:13:04 »»	Nelson squints.
Dec 18 00:13:13 <Nelson>	"My god you really are the worst body guard ever."
Dec 18 00:14:01 <Castor>	"Absolutely dreadful."
Dec 18 00:14:24 <CounterBeard>	"Come my new friends. Let us feast and leave the heavy talks for another time." Stonetamed stands and goes after some bearmeat.
Dec 18 00:15:09 <Theo>	"Oh shush, do you always pay such close attention when people talk to themselves?"
Dec 18 00:16:08 <Vinessa>	"That's the best time to pay attention! You find out such juicy things about people!"
Dec 18 00:16:24 »»	Nelson can't really say no to bear meat.  He turns his attention to that instead.
Dec 18 00:19:04 <Castor>	"Yes, that's when people shoud be paying the most attention, really."
Dec 18 00:19:10 <CounterBeard>	Annnnnd I think with delicous bearmeats we'll call it there for tonight.