The Dalish Curse: A Dragon Age Adventure

[spacepanda]

Combat Round #5​

Another brilliant flash of light followed by a deafening roar which caused the terrain below to shake. A tree, struck by the latest lightening, caught aflame while the rain began to suddenly pour. Distracted by the flames, three of the remaining wolves missed their target entirely, and Arne took advantage of this moment to slice at the ear of the wolf currently attempting to disarm him.

BLIGHT WOLVES Blight Wolf #1 - 13/25 HP Actions Taken: Guard Up & Attack Missed » Jason Blight Wolf #2 - 19/25 HP Actions Taken: Press the Attack & Attack Missed » Jason Blight Wolf #3 - 18/25 HP Actions Taken: Press the Attack & Attack Missed » Kata Blight Wolf #4 - 0/25 HP Defeated: Deceased Blight Wolf #5 - 14/25 HP Actions Taken: None - Awaiting Combat Turn ​

ALLIES Arne Dale - 19/35 HP Actions Taken: Aim & Melee Attack - Blight Wolf #5 Arcill- 15/15 HP Actions Taken: None - Awaiting Combat Turn ​ Initiative Order​ ◈ Kata ◈ Jason ◈ Blight Wolf #1 ◈ Arne ◈ Blight Wolf #2 ◈ Blight Wolf #3 ◈ Sithig ◈ Blight Wolf #5 ◈ Arcill

 

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"Good boy! I knew I could count on you!" praised Sithig as Arcill landed a finishing blow, and as soon as the dog looked at Sithig, he digged into his bag and threw him a treat. "Very good boy!" he repeated, soon spooked by the sudden lightning, and the following thunder and fire, but if you looked closely, you'd see he wasn't frightened. Rather, he looked proud. "Aha! The Lady of the Skies has blessed us with good fortune for our kill!" he yelled as he went to attack the newly de-eared wolf, slamming down onto it with his axe, doing a good bit of damage. "Arcill! You don't think you can take this one out too, do you? Might be a little tough, but a good warrior always tries!"
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[spacepanda]

Combat Round #5​

With a loud yelp, the fifth wolf turned to face his new enemy, biting down on the man's ankle. Driven by the cheers of his master and witnessing the attack made against him, Arcill growled and leaped forward, finishing the wolf in a mess of blood.

The three remaining wolves stood still for a moment, the downpour above washing the dirt of the blood beneath their paws. The first was injured enough and wasn't keen on taking any chances; facing the group it began to walk backwards before trotting away. The other two followed after a defiant howl.

BLIGHT WOLVES Blight Wolf #1 - 13/25 HP Actions Taken: Awaiting Next Round Blight Wolf #2 - 19/25 HP Actions Taken: Awaiting Next Round Blight Wolf #3 - 18/25 HP Actions Taken: Awaiting Next Round Blight Wolf #4 - 0/25 HP Defeated: Deceased Blight Wolf #5 - 0/25 HP Actions Taken: Aim & Melee Attack » Sithig Defeated: Deceased ​

ALLIES Arne Dale - 19/35 HP Actions Taken: Awaiting Next Round Arcill- 15/15 HP Actions Taken: Charge & All-Out-Attack » Blight Wolf #5 ​ Initiative Order​ ◈ Kata ◈ Jason ◈ Blight Wolf #1 ◈ Arne ◈ Blight Wolf #2 ◈ Blight Wolf #3 ◈ Sithig ◈ Blight Wolf #5 ◈ Arcill

 

[spacepanda]

The Aftermath​

Arne found his breath still labored from the excitement of battle while he watched the three blighted creatures escape the farm. Steadying himself on a wooden fence nearby, he did his best to check his wounds as he surveyed the land before them. The rain had let up some, but it still proved difficult to see through; still, he counted many bodies sprawled across the soil- nearly the entire household's worth.

"Not safe," he muttered to himself again, and then shambled back towards the others. "Not safe," he spoke louder now to be heard through the wind, "We leave. Back to caravan."

Most of the carrion crows which had been scavenging the land had left during the rain, but few still remained. Ahead, a lone pig trotted along the road in search of food.

WHERE DO YOU GO FROM HERE?​

Your party has three suggested choices. Do you...​

Head back to the caravan and journey further to Vintiver? Continue to search the farm and head to Vintiver on your own a little later? Or split the Party - Some will go to Vintiver, some will stay?

 

[Jaye]

Kata breathed heavily as the remaining wolves ran, healing in body but not in spirit. Ve sat up from the ground, watching the trio retreat, before surveying around vem. Too many human bodies, though now two canine corpses too.

Ve waited for a breath, but when no one jumped down vir throat for the display of magic, Kata stood and cautiously approached Arcill and a blighted wolf corpse.

Kneeling beside the body, Kata tilted Vir head;

"What is it?" Ve asked, before clarifying; "Not your usual wolf."

 

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"Aha, yes, you better run! That's what you get for crossing me!" he yelled at the running wolves, before sitting down on a boulder to breath and clean his wounds a little bit, grateful for the rain that he used to wash the blood away. "Thank you, Lady of the Skies." said Sithig as he took a closer look at his cuts . After catching his breath and checking his injuries, he threw Arcill another treat and pet him all over "Good boy. Very good boy!" he praised, picking up a stick and throwing it "Fetch!"

"Ah? Not safe? What do you mean? Sithig can kill anything that wants to hurt us. It will be fine. We keep searching. But, if you are little baby, okay. Go back to the caravan. Sithig will search farm." he stated, rising up from his boulder "Sithig will send Arcill to protect you, since you obviously cannot protect yourselves."
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[Hawke]

Jason​

Jason sighed relieved by the turn of events. Checking one last time that no one needed it he put the potion away before running a hand over his own injuries. Part of him wanted to collapse, leave, with a less than reassuring job done. But he didn't, unwilling to let the possibility of survivors being left behind weigh on his conscious if he was still in shape to search. "Definitely not safe" Jason agreed, grimacing at Sithig's words "It will be better if you go back to the caravan, let the others know what happened, that we stayed behind"

"I have a map of the house" Jason addressing the rest of the group now, not sure they would agree to his idea but willing to offer it. "When we step out of the rain, we can look through it; perhaps make a search plan"

 

[spacepanda]

Fuldor Farm​

"Darkspawn," Arne answered the qunari simply, "must clean wounds." His brows furrowed and his mouth frowned, however, as the other human man in the group spoke. "Not baby- not stupid either." He turned away and began to walk back to the open gate leading out of the farm.

"Map?" He asked the elf in confusion but didn't stay to hear the answer. "Not worth risk," Arne said as he left. "Follow lanterns back." And then he was gone, caring not who followed.

Arcill barked happily and, having retrieved his newest stick, pushed his cold nose onto Sithig's hand.

The farm was eerily quiet with the exception of the occasional snorting which could be heard from the lone pig which now roamed the farm. Ahead lied the main farmhouse, a nearby barn, and a few small outbuildings and sheds. The rain continued to let down until only a sprinkle could be felt here and there. A total of eight bodies covered the fields, some missing limbs and covered in large wounds.

 

[Jaye]

Darkspawn. Not something Kata was familiar with, but it explained things. Ve was less keen to investigate the creature, now. Couldn't you catch blight? How contagious was it? Ve took a healthy few steps back and used the sprinkle of rain to try wipe off where vir wounds were. The magic would purify it, ve hoped.

Still... Ve stepped towards the elf.

"You wish to search?" Ve offered. Not the wisest offer, maybe, as ve isn't terribly adept with vir physical weapons. But it felt right to offer since someone else brought up the idea - and had a viable way of following up on it.

 

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"Ah, yes, a map... Why would we need a map? Why not just go into house and beat enemies skulls in?" he asked, turning to Arcill, patting his head. "Follow." he said, pointing to Arne, and faced back to the group. "Sithig says we go to house, find bad guys, and then Sithig hits them with axe. You two stay behind Sithig and provide moral support as Sithig fights." he suggested, proud of himself for thinking of what he called a plan. "All in favor of making bad guys dead, say 'aye'. All in favor of being little babies and not giving them just desserts, say 'nay'."
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[Jaye]

Kata had seen this... (mercenary? Ve was not sure what to name him) man and his dog cleave through two of those cursed wolves where only one had almost killed vem. Having him makes vem even more confident in their ability to investigate the farm.

"You assume much." Vir soft voice says before ve shrugs and says; "Aye."

Kata thinks the map will certainly be helpful, but perhaps it's something the elf and vem can figure out themselves without bothering the straight-forward warrior. Ve looks to the elf.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

"Uh..." Jason frowned whatever relief he had at the others wanting to search vanishing "Aye? You can go right ahead and smash any monster in the house" waving his hand in a 'go forth' motion before turning from him completely.

"I am Jason," he says in lieu of a greeting to his other, sensible, companion. "Or we could search the barn and let him do what he likes in the house"

After a second Jason rubbed a hand over his face, hating this plan already living was nice but if Sithig attacked anything that moved someone innocent may die "No I lied, I would prefer a map to random search and following Sithig in is actually a good idea," smiling wearily "Then we can search the barn"

 

[Jaye]

No smile graces vir lips but one up turns vir eyes.

"Kata." ve introduces, "Yes: following the... Mercenary appears wise. For our health and for others. Perhaps we may harr- uh, spy some clues from behind it. You said you had a map?"

It is maybe the most be has said this whole trip, at least in one go.

 

[spacepanda]

Farmhouse Door​

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Arcill panted and, after only a small hesitation, obeyed his master's command and followed the slightly limping Arne outside of the farm back to where the caravan awaited news.

The trio needed not open any doors to enter the main farmhouse, as the front door had apparently been broken into by forceful blows, the wood now splintered. The floors of the farmhouse were sticky with blood, and it was clear, even without entering the home, that people had died here. Straight ahead was the main hall, to the right, a door slightly ajar. But even from this distance, strange symbols could be seen on the wall opposite the door, written in either blood or dark red paint...

ROLL FOR CUNNING (Cultural Lore) /r 3d6+CUN+Focus #**Strange Symbols**

 

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"Hah hah, I knew I could count on you two to not be cowardly. I trust you to stay behind me and let me destroy any enemies that might come our way." he boldly stated, beginning his triumphant march towards the house, not waiting for his newfound comrades to finish talking.

When the other two came in behind him, he was staring intensely at the symbols on the wall. The blood didn't seem to phase him, as he didn't notice anyone in the immediate area. "This is elvish. I'm sure of it. Written in blood, too. Oy, elf, you don't happen to be able to read, do you?"
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[Hawke]

Jason​

"Yes," Jason sighed with a smile that was equal parts disdain and patience. "I can read, I can not, however, read that because I am an elf"

Not that they could have called him out even if he did, but that was here nor there, his point stood. However, he didn't know it and it was elvish; an unfortunate fact that would conclude the wolves were not the main source of killing within the manor. Elves had enough trouble as it was they didn't need this as another reason to allow people to torture them until their only option was to kill to escape. Then again, he was probably projecting. Collecting himself, Jason moved to grab the first-floor map.

"We need to start our search here then work our way up," Jason paused glancing from the map to the wall "Do either of you have ink? I would like to mark this down in case we find someone who can read it"

 

[spacepanda]

To the left of where Sithig and Jason stood a tower of chairs blocked the Dining Room as though someone had attempted to barricade themselves in. It was a futile attempt, however, as some of the chairs had been destroyed and the body of a toddler lay at the entrance missing a hand.

Behind the duo were a set of stairs, on the bottom step the corpse of a horribly disfigured woman had obviously been dragged down, her blood used to write the message now dripping on the wall. Further down the hall, nothing seemed amiss. All was quiet.

 

[Jaye]

Kata looks through vir pockets and holds out a piece of chalk with a slight shrug. It's the best ve can offer.

 

[Jaye]

Kata takes the ground floor map from Jason when he offers and gives a nod. Loud enough for Sithig to hear, but directed far more at the elf, ve says:

"We'll search the dining room first. Make sure nothing is lurking to follow you up." Then turns to do exactly that. They give a small beckon with their chin to ask Sithig to come with. Kata happily drops back and follows Sithig a pace or two behind.

Ve inspects the inside of the dining room with care and caution, vir morningstar out.

 

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"Hm, well, that’s one mystery solved.” he said, referencing whose blood was used to write the elvish word. “Instead of using the chalk, we could use her blood again. Maybe it’s some kind of magic that needs blood to activate.” he suggested, not understanding that his idea was a little gross

“Yes, investigating is a good idea.” he agreed, gently removing the newly amputated child from the broken barricade, setting it near the woman in the stairs, who he assumed to be it’s relative “The bastards... you never kill the children. It’s not honorable. Men and women can fight, but a child? Hakkon will never bless you if you stoop so low.” he muttered, saying something that makes sense for once. He soon went and took the lead, axe on the ready and thirsty for the blood of the bastards who killed the infant.
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[spacepanda]

The dining room was awash with the blood of another victim- a young elf looking to be in either his late teen or early adulthood years. His body lay contorted and his left hand still held a sickle with which he most likely failed to defend himself. Behind him, the bodies of two more children (although older this time, appearing to be in their early pubescence) were splayed between the dining room and the farmhouse's adjoining parlor. The house itself remained eerily quiet, the only semblance of a normal life once being lived here pre-massacre was the large main table which had been set for a luncheon of nine people.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

"Thank you" Jason frowned in distaste as the chalk whipped right off "But it will not last as long as we need it to" he smiled as he handed the chalk back "We will have to find something else"

Jason decided not to say anything as Sithig spoke. The thought had already crossed his mind, and he would use blood if nothing else could be found; he desperately hoped they found ink.

"Here" Jason carefully handed off the map to Kata "I have the map to the second-floor map, I can check it out while you two check this floor. If you find anything else mark it with chalk until we can find something else"

As soon as Kata took the map Jason darted off slinking up the stairs while keeping close to the railing. Reaching the top, he knew he should stick close to the wall, check every room for survivors, but he knew the odds, could count the bodies. So instead of looking around, he went straight to the Fuldors bedroom, cracking the door just slightly enough to see inside.

 

[spacepanda]

Although the elf was careful, the door to Edred and Miren Fuldor's bedroom continued to slowly ease open, stopping only when resistance was met on the other side. The body of an older woman on her stomach blocked part of the door from opening fully, although she could easily be stepped over. She was as still as death, but this time no blood was to be seen.

An open window with curtains fluttering in the wind seemed to be the cause of the door's movement, and the rain outside formed a small puddle on the wooden floorboard. Further back in the room a bed remained unmade, the sheets tangled in such a way to suggest someone had left it's comfort hurridly. An unmade blanket and a large pair of knitting needles sat close to the woman's body.

 

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Sithig walked over to the teenage boy, kneeling down next to him, closing the elf's eyes with two fingers, "You fought well. Honorably, to the death, as one should. The Lady in the Skies will watch over you from here on." he said, slowly getting up. "Let's search. Find clues. Who did this and why. Is not animals, they wouldn't leave the meat behind. This was something else, done by someone that think. No mere wolf or fox would do this."

With that, he began his search, looking for anything that might tell him what or who did this, or maybe a possible motive, maybe even where they went.
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[Jaye]

Kata watched with slight curiosity, people's respect for corpses always an odd thing to vem. Even tal vashoth didn't worry about the meat left behind when someone had been killed. But interrupting was unwise - ve'd seen fights break out over that.

But ve nods at the suggestion to continue searching, offering; "The other rooms?"

With a look at the map ve makes a mental note of what they found in here; a bodies of a young elf man and two children. Then Kata follows out into the hall, checking the open 'room' to their right, first, and then the closed room to their left next to the stairs Jason took up.