[HQ Ignorance] Re : Scene 22: The City of Glass and Bronze

[Lev Lafayette]

As Anzhur is in the temple of St. Humact, he immersed
himself in brooding sense of Death that hung in the
air. Death-worshippers they were, there was no doubt.
But it was veneration, as they were also truly
dedicated to skill at arms, which Anzhur respected,
and had a total commitment to Truth.

He watches the tests at arms for a while, and some joy
returns to him, for truly the skill and dedication of
the Liturgists was great. A temple guardian provides
him a tour of the facilities, which includes a visit
to the library where many of the tenets of St. Humact
are kept, along with some of the finest works of
battle literature in Railos.

As if by chance, Anzhur espied an old, musty scroll
bound in red cloth, so very similar to that of his
banner. His heart leapt when he saw the gold lettering
emblazoned on the case.

"The Fall of Zorscam, Companion of the Laughing
Warrior"

Excited Anzhur opened the scroll-case and started
reading, requesting assistance from the temple
guardian on the occassional word or phrase.

It spoke elegantly of a great battle between Zorscam,
the axe-wielder, by the werewolf Wilkairtha who
challenged him to single combat. The werewolf justly
blamed the Laughing Warrior for an affliction among
his people, and called his Companions craven. The
battle runs for many lines, and great magics are
invoked including numerous references to a red
standard, carried by Zorscam.

Despite many wounds, Wilkairtha eventually bested
Zorscam, cast the banner down and took his axe. The
banner was recovered by allied of Talor and Arkat, but
the axe was gone. Mention is made that Wilkairtha then
travelled to Seshnela where he and a army of
werewolves which razed the old Kingdom.

Giddy with the discoveries Anzhur rushed back to his
lodging and, breathing heavily, requested the name
from his banner.

The letters formed simply and cryptically: "I am the
Banner of Talor's Fellowship"



--- Loran <aillet_l at yahoo.fr> wrote:

> [IC]
> Agreeing with Aalmon, Azhur tried to rejoiced
> himself in front of a good glass of wine, but even
> his “merrywine” magic couldn’t help him escape his
> melancholic mood
 his youth has passed away, eternal
> winter was waiting for him. News of dying pagan gods
> was just an other proof of a declining world.
> 
> For Azhur the city of Syran appeared totally
> consecrated to idolatry. Arkati fragmented beliefs
> mixed and opposed more surely than in Otkorion were
> the Archbishop Suranthyr was ruling with an iron
> hand the henotheist church. Convinced that he will
> not find any hint of wisdom in this town, he still
> made the effort to visit main temples and churches,
> asking permissions to look for any archives that
> could help him to understand Talor’s time better.
> His target was to find any clue on the laughing
> warrior’s companions that could help the fellowship
> to locate and reunite the three weapons of the hero.
> 
> [OOC]
> A chance for the game master to give more hints, if
> he want to.
> 
> [IC]
> While visiting so-called sacred places, he felt once
> a strange vibration in him, as if a distant call was
> aiming him toward an unknown direction. He looked
> around and discovered that his eyes have just been
> caught by a pagan representation that he identified
> later in his copy of the Holy Book as the antique
> sorcerer Humct, the one worshipped by pagans as the
> death god. “Death again, thought the young loskalmi,
> my destiny is now fully linked to it. War and Death
> are my future and not ordinary death nor war, I
> should be better prepared for this confrontation
”
> 
> He was considering his feelings, when other thoughts
> came to him. “Arkat betrayed the malkioni for this
> pagan god, Arkat was killed too. Did he lost his
> faith as I’m loosing mine? Was his fight against
> Gabji the only way for him to keep living? But Talor
> was killed too, he didn’t loose his faith
 even if
> his laughs could let think that he perhaps lost his
> mind somehow
 do I’m getting crazy too?”
> 
> On his way back, he tried to summarize the very
> strange lessons of the Banner. “Aalmon should help
> me here, only him can understand what’s
> interobjectivity can mean, he thought. Icthya was
> right, the plant-man will be happy to learn that the
> Banner has his own will, but is it wise to dedicate
> his soul to such an object?”
> 
> Suddenly he get a fantastic idea and ran crazily up
> to the place Othor was keeping the Banner. He wanted
> to test a point immediatly. He unfurled the Banner
> and asked with a deep troubled voice:
> - “Red Banner of Valor, if you’re something more
> than accumulated knowledge in a old fabric, you can
> perhaps answer questions
 so here is mine, my very
> first one, but it needs just a very simple answer :
> “Who are you, I mean, what’s your name?”
> 
> [OOC]
> If we can interact, then we are on a good way to
> have a guardian, no ?
> If the Banner has a name by itself, Azhur will make
> the presentation and a supernatural debate can
> begining among the players.
> :-)
> Loran
> 
> ----- Message d'origine ----
> De : Nic Hughes <nicolas.h at virgin.net>
> À : HeroQuest Glorantha <ignorance at mimesisrpg.com>
> Envoyé le : Jeudi, 19 Juillet 2007, 0h20mn 30s
> Objet : Re: [HQ Ignorance] Scene 22: The City of
> Glass and Bronze
> 
> 
> (...)
> Aalmon listens calmly to what the messenger has to
> say, although he is 
> clearly upset at the news about Kraken for some
> reason.
> 
> When the messenger is gone he gathers a few things
> together to leave "It 
> has been a hard few weeks. I suggest that to lighten
> the mood a little 
> we each bring one thing that we like to share a
> feast together before we 
> speak with the overlord. Even though we have spent
> time together the 
> past days have shown me how little I know about you
> - its not always 
> easy to know where to start learning about one
> another so I suggest we 
> start with our stomachs. With that in mind I will
> take your leave to go 
> about my business and to do a little shopping. Oh
> and I won't be the 
> least bit insulted if not everyone's tastes are like
> my own."
> 
> Wearing his least travel-worn set of clothes he sets
> off into the city. 
> Passing through markets he replaces a few of his
> most worn-out 
> possessions and those belongings which have been
> lost or broken in his 
> travels, at each stall seeking word of one who
> speaks of the red moon. 
> Taking a few of his precious silver coins out he
> approaches some foreign 
> merchants seeking out the sorts of flavoursome spicy
> foods that the 
> Pelorian refugees had brought with them to Arrolia
> and that he had begun 
> to miss, along with a couple of skins of wine that
> could perhaps pass 
> for Arrolian. After this he seeks out a speaker for
> the Goddess - as 
> passionate and uncouth as to be expected in this
> faraway place - he 
> humbly requests time to pray and to speak together.
> 
> He listens to the news of the Empire with only mild
> interest, yet is 
> strangely disturbed by the tale of the dead storm
> god of a frozen 
> people. For all the enthusiasm of the demagogue he
> cannot help but 
> shudder slightly at the thought of the Dead Emperor
> and his minions 
> turning to god killing, as if the essence of the
> Kingdom of War were 
> everywhere making each hand turn to war rather than
> peace and each 
> conflict worse than it need be.
> 
> At last he asks a favour of the preacher "A cousin
> of mine had a silver 
> charm which gave him good fortune whenever he tried
> to find something 
> that was lost or mislaid. As we quest to find things
> left lost for many 
> lifetimes a charm of this sort would help me and my
> fellow questers in 
> our long quest against War itself. Would you do me
> the honour of helping 
> me to gain such a charm, so that the blessings of
> the Goddess can be 
> upon us in our task?"
> 
> 
> 
> OOC: Aalmon has 6HP set aside for this which would
> be a pretty powerful 
> charm (somewhere in the W2 range), if the Demagogue
> can't call down so 
> powerful a Lune then Aalmon will be happy with
> whatever help he can get.
> 
> Nic
> 
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