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Silvanost - Graduation, Awards, and a First Assignment

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29 Newkolt 349 AC Two weeks pass. Kysek and Ra'ziir continue to train with Wing Sergeant Silvervale and their mounts, eventually working alongside other riders. They learn the hand signals used to indicate commands and formations. Elowen delivers their custom saddles, each of which has straps to hold them in place during even the most acrobatic of maneuvers and two sheathes that provide easy access to wands during flight. Alara and Sergeant Falindrithan complete the renovation of the civic building, establishing a war room, three squad bays for troops to sleep in, several storerooms stocked with caches of food, blankets, and spare weapons. Grotto and Lorraine convert another room into a hospital with medical supplies, bandages, clean water, and enough beds for ten patients at once and a second room where less serious injuries can be treated quickly. Eilra carefully and conscientiously tracks and records party members locations as well as those of critical support staff. Ornforitha...
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Road Trip to the Dragon Isles - Khuri-Khan

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  14 Newkolt 349 AC Arthur looks around. "Where should we set up our tent after we speak with them? Also how are you holding up, Davva?" "There isn't really anyone to speak with, sir. Most people just pass through, bound for Khuri-Khan." As Davaa leads the group around to the east side of town, he points toward a cleared area. " We should be able to set up just west of the caravan grounds. Anyway, I'm b etter than I would have been if those dragonnes had had their way, that's for sure!" Davaa quips, but it is obvious that he is still in quite a bit of pain following his ordeal. Altan remains silent for his part. While it is obvious the he is happy for his friend's continued survival, Agnes' use of healing magic and the conversation they had afterwards has plunged him into a bit of an existential crisis. Had humanity turned from the gods instead of the other way around? The Khurs, for the most part, were not a very devout people but th...
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Silvanost - Ground Rules Going Forward

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15 Newkolt 349 AC THE COUNCIL HALL Shadow takes his leave as well and fills Kysek in on his as of yet unsuccessful attempt to locate these Dragonlances. He seems disappointed and unsure. He says he had hoped for a solid lead and instead got entangled in this mess. No offense to Grotto’s efforts. Much to learn about this conflict and the game afoot. He vows to be more cautious as war is here and we are all in the fray. AT LORRAINE'S Grotto goes to his makeshift room at the temporary hospital. He looks around for Lorraine and tries to take a general vibe of the feelings of his pupils. Lorraine, of course, is happy to see him and insists that he sit and have breakfast with her. She explains that Romulus had been earlier looking for him and that they had eaten together but she pours tea and offers buttered scones and some poached eggs. Once he settles in, other healers nod and smile. He can't make out everything they say but does hear, "I told you he hadn't done anythi...
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Road Trip to the Dragon Isles - Ak-Tubal to Ak-Phan

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12 Newkolt 349 AC Arthur allows his guides to take the lead, following Altan and Davaa down the dirt streets of the city. As the travelers ride, they pass a Green Dragonarmy patrol. The soldiers march with discipline, armor and boots polished, uniforms clean, their posture erect. Altan gives a short nod as he passes by the troops and one of soldiers, slightly older than the others, nods back, holding out a hand to signal a stop. When the trooper speaks, his tone is professional, "Hail, travelers. Destination?" "Just the Temür Steppe Lodge for now if they hsve rooms, sir, but we are bound for Khuri-Khan to visit my uncle," Davaa replies. The soldiers nods, "Very well, be on your way. There is a curfew tonight, nobody on the street after the Eighth Bell." "Understood. Thank you," the horseman says in turn. A few blocks later, Altan leads the group to the lodge, an inn near the city gate with an enclosed paddock for horses. Made of the same su...
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Silvanost - A Pardon and a Reunion

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15 Newkolt 349 AC THE COUNCIL HALL “Councilor Elar; I apologize to you for any wrongdoing you have received. Understand there will be no more of this mistreatment in the future toward any but the enemies we share.” Kysek pledges. He then turns to the King; “Your Majesty; thank you for your generosity toward my companion. In Mr. Grimmbeard’s admission of guilt; I heard mention of ‘Dragonlances’? Are these a weapon you currently have in your arsenal? Forgive my ignorance; I have been very busy at the Aerie as of late.” Kysek asks as the mention of such a weapon piqued his interest rather quickly. “May I pardon the King and Council to inquire about these fabled Dragonlances?  My companions and I wish to help banish these evil Dragons back to their homes.  These lances helped once, perhaps they could again?” Shadow bows before the King. Lorac sighs, "The Silvanesti were not present in the battle where these 'Dragonlances' were allegedly used. We do not even know if they act...
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Road Trip to the Dragon Isles - Ak-Krin to Ak-Tubal

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11 Newkolt 349 AC Arthur mounts his horse and rides along with Agnes, Davaa, and Altan, keeping an eye out through their travels. The windblown snow stings and reddens exposed skin. The few clouds that are visible at the beginning of the day swftly vanish, either carried off on the wind or simply evaporating as the sun rises higher, leaving behind a pale blue sky. Davaa is at the head of the line, leading the group toward the sea for the first hour or so before turning due north. Altan brings up the rear. Both of the Khurish warriors ride with confidence born from years of experience. A few hours into the journey, as the sun is just passing its zenith, a flash of movement is spotted just beyond a low rise of the rolling grassland. Figures, clad in heavy furs, move just behind the ridge. Davaa slows his horse, allowing the others to draw closer. "Might be trouble ahead." He looks at Agnes, "Can the...woman be counted upon to not panic if we are attacked?" A shaggy...
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