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Source: (consider it) Thread: Circus: The Story of the Kavetseki Incident (RPG)
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Frithwynne unslung her backpack from one arm and fished out her shawl. She tied it over her head, pulled forward to shield her side vision somewhat.

"Er, Daniel," she called out, and passed on the warning.

"Mary, someone should warn Clawdine. Is this the wagon she's in? Or another one? I've lost track." Frithwynne had to stretch up and lean close to whisper in Mary's shrouded ear.

She tried to think of a song. A song for singing on dangerous roads in an unknown country.

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"Frithwynne, I think Clawdine is in the wagon behind us", Mary replied, "We can drop back and check on her."

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Clawdine was snoring loudly, oblivious to all whispering, singing and enquiries. The cart began to sway more heavily, and In her dreams, dwarves were running ahead with their ears stuffed full of mushrooms while Trepik attempted to control twenty dancing oxen.

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Er found the signs of preparation amongst the travellers most perturbing and wondered what their route was taking them into. Frithwynne's warning just confirmed his feeling of danger. He could hear some singing in the distance and rather wished he'd taken a hat from the stores rather than a bag so he could copy the ear covering and blinkering technique he could see around him. He glanced over to Hewer to see if he could borrow a hat but she was as focussed on the oxen she was tied to and trying to not hear or see anything too.

Was all this preparation to take them through the execution ground, or were there other dangers to be found? What were Trepik's plans?

And how distracted were the other travellers? Distracted enough to be unable to guard the bonded wagon properly? He looked towards the wagon and saw the guards there equally blinkered and deafened and wondered.

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Frithwynne scrambled awkwardly into the wagon but no amount of prodding or coaxing seemed to be able to wake Clawdine. Frithwynne jumped back down, tumbling in the dusty road.

"Ouch." Once she had gotten back up: "I can't wake her, Mary."

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"If she is out, Frithwynne, then whatever it is probably can't affect her. But we need to be wary." Mary replied as she helped Frithwynne up, she removed the rope from around her waist and held it ready. "If some beast threatens us, do you think you can tame it?"

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Daniel thought he saw one of the draugr from earlier. I think I'll go and investigate, he told everyone. They appeared to be fussing about headgear. Don't wait for me, he said.

With that Daniel vanished into the forest.

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Aethelreda (failing to notice Daniel slipping away from her) senses along with the others that the caravan is approaching something evil. The dwarves seem to be simultaneously trying to physically attach themselves to the wagons and struggling to get away. One dwarf is yanking at her poor horse as if demons were controlling her.
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Clawdine's dreams sometimes ***gave inspiration***, but not on this night. The swaying in her dreams became the ship in the storm, and after that there was simply darkness and confusion.

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Dorainen listened carefully to the singing he heard. What was it? Was it tying into the world's flow? What was it trying to direct where? His senses failed him. The patterns seemed familiar, but ever so slightly off. Whatever it was doing and however it did it, he couldn't quite say.

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Gunriana is unaccountably tired and distracted as she walks along the line of wagons, looking for ways to offer help. Just ahead, a dwarf is trying to keep one of the oxen steady, and for a second his hand seems to catch in the harness.

Gunriana hurries forward and reaches out to the animal, stroking its neck to calm it, and letting the bridle go slack for a moment so the dwarf can free his arm.


"Thanks" mutters the dwarf, gruffly, and puts his hand out to shake her free hand, and Gunriana flinches away without thinking, not wanting to touch the dwarf with her fate-marked palm. The ox surges forward once more, and the rein pulls tight, trapping Gunriana's left arm against the beast's flank, and she twists and stumbles to keep up as she is dragged along. After a few steps she has recovered her balance, but her arm is still caught by the thick leather strap, as the ox powers forward, heedless of the driver's attempts to slow the wagon.

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He draws his touch down, down, till the shark floats still above the dark seabed - he draws close and stares into the depths of the flat, unblinking eye to see ...
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The caravan, rolling now over the isthmus, its feeble guardians rocked in the cradle of his Selkies' song - where is the moonlit sacrifice ? Can they have forgotten his tribute ? How dare they ?

Then, the sojourners, no - they can not be, they can not be, They. Can. Not. Be !
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The creature shudders, as he claws at it in his anger - the clouds of blood draw his children to their frenzy - the pale echo of his rage


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Dorainen was so caught off guard by what had just happened that he almost lost his footing, but caught himself just in time. Was he really now being stared down by a shark? A surprised looking shark? All around him all Hell broke loose, but he only had eyes for the shark. He felt sure he'd seen him before, almost in another life, but not on land, that was for sure. He readied his longbow, but then hesitated. What was going on?

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Clawdine was dreaming again, and this time she was in the ocean. There were clouds of blood in the water as the sharks attacked voraciously again and again. All around her they were feeding, ripping the flesh of their victims apart, attacking everyone except the beautiful young woman in the sealskin cloak.

Clawdine clawed for the surface, and in her dreams a shaft of moonlight lit the way to the safety. Within the circle of light in the water she could see a naked man swimming. There was a drumming in her ears. The waves were rocking her again and the sea was murmuring. Over and over the words tumbled, until Clawdine was saying them aloud as she slept.

"Cleave to me landwalker, plead to me landwalker, slake my thirst landwalker, the sea runs in your veins landwalker, cleave to me, plead to me, cleave to me, plead to me, cleave to me, plead to me ..."

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Mary clutched Frithwynne's hand tight. "What was that! Selkies? but we are not asea. Volos protect us."

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Dorainen blinked and suddenly it was gone. He looked around: there was no shark in sight, no blood. How could there be, on land? It had been some kind of strange hallucination. The earth's flow which he could direct for healing sometimes brought strange visions to him, but he had never been able to learn to control this like a he'or. Very few water elves could. He couldn't even tell where the vision came from, whether it was something real, maybe something he subconsciously picked up from the song even though his conscious mind couldn't decipher it, even an overflow of someone's particularly vibrant dream.

He decided to remain in his position as armed watchman atop the wagon for now.

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Er looked up at Frithwynne on the wagon above and again at the bonded wagon. Having caught her eye, Er coughed, "Frithwynne, how do you feel about having a look over there?", he murmured softly, with a meaningful glance across at the bonded wagon. "Do you think anyone else would be interested enough to help? How safe do you think it would be for us to see what we can find out now?"

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As the guards and wagoners move onward looking rigidly ahead, in terrified knowledge of their fate if they let the Selkies' song draw them from the caravan, Er & Frithwynne are able to slip away into the shadows and make their way toward the fortified wagon.

This is the second time Er has worked the lock, and he has it open in moments, keeping careful watch - he motions Frithwynne in ahead of him whispering, "the snake, lay the snake" as she steps up.


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Frithwynne steps up into the wagon. This one, unlike the everyday carts in the rest of the caravan, has a clever little step fitted, which saves her from the ungainly scrambling she needed for Clawdine's cart.

She sees the snake in the corner, and pauses to retrieve her silver chalice from her knapsack. She places one hand on the stem, the other on the bowl, and gazes into it, slowing her breathing until she enters into the calm and inspiration of the chalice's interior, softly glowing in the moonlight coming through the wagon door.

Moving slowly, smoothly, she returns the chalice to her knapsack and approaches the snake, hissing gently under her breath, moving her hands in sinuous curves. When she reaches it, she kneels down and begins a quiet sleepy song with no particular melody:

Ssssleep, ssssleep,
Ssssilent, sssserene,
Ssssoftly, ssssoftly,
Ssssleep, ssssleep


The snake settles down into curves deeply pressed against the floor.

Frithwynne tips her head to the side to beckon Er into the wagon, keeping her eyes fixed on the snake. Her hands slow until they are hovering over the snake gently caressing the air.

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Frithwynne glimpses the basket out of the corner of her eye and realizes what it's for. She brings her moving hands gently ever-closer to the snake, still murmuring her song, until she can slip her hands under the heavy curves of the snake. She lifts it and keeps it carefully balanced to avoid jolting it as she works her way up from her kneeling position. Carefully, she takes it to the basket and lays it inside, then closes and buckles the lid.

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Mary wonders where Frithwynne and Er went as they slipped off silently down the wagon train.

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Er sighed in relief as Frithwynne charmed and contained the snake.

He followed her into the wagon and looked around and at the chests. He wondered if he would be able to use his ***light-fingered*** skills to pick the locks on those chests too. He was interested to note that the chests did not match. Maybe they contained several different contents?

He also wondered if any of their party had seen Frithwynne and his disappearance into the wagon and if anyone else would join them.

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After a short while, Mary slipped off the wagon and started walking back down the train. She made sure her knife was ready though still sheathed and her rope loose over her left shoulder. In the distance she could see the fortified wagon still trundling along, the driver as all the drivers with his eyes firmly towards the ground but slightly to his left where, along the side of the road, a line of stone blocks every few yards marked the way. Mary was on the other side of the wagons so none noticed her.

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Jetse motioned to Foret. Following the Guardian's gestures (Jetse could sometimes be very precise when he needed to give orders silently, or to someone who couldn't hear), he slunk over into the underbrush near the fortified wagon, checked his earplugs, and pulled out his axe. Ready. Hidden. Unexpected.

Jetse, on the other hand, did what he did best: looked scary. He lumbered over to the wagon and stood against it. If anyone came by, it'd look like he was guarding it (from, say, the intruders currently inside); if anyone seemed to take too much of an interest, he could probably make them reconsider it. After all, he had been hired to guard the wagons, including, probably, while they were being pilfered by his own companions.

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Mary notices Gunriana caught in the wagon lines two wagons behind the fortified wagon. She hurries towards her, "Do you needs some help?"

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From Dorainen's vantage point, he could get a good view of all that was going on. He saw some of his companions entered the main wagon and smiled. He also saw Jetse positioned imposingly in front of it. He looked to see if anyone might be approaching from behind, but all of Trepik's party, human or dwarf, were strenuously avoiding looking at anything but the road in front of them. Still though, he kept an eye on the back of the wagon, thinking he could adequately distract anyone who tried to approach from Jetse's blindside.

He also noticed Mary approaching Gunriana to try to free her. With the excitement of the vision and now his concentration on the wagon invasion, he hadn't previously noticed this. He wondered if his skill in *tool repair* would allow him some advantage in freeing her? For now though, he would let Mary try and remain in his watchman post.

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Er succeeds in opening all the chests, having tackled all the locks, he opens each one by one - with Frithwynne peering over his shoulder.

The first chest appears to be full of rock salt crystals. Er moves on to the next, again salt crystals, and the next, and the next, and the next. Just the last of the six chests to open - salt crystals !

It makes no sense, why guard salt so carefully ?

Frithwynne kneels by the last chest pouring the crystals through her fingers.


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Gunriana staggers awkwardly alongside the wagon, trying to twist her hand free, but every bump in the road pulls the reins taut. It is with grim satisfaction that she note the rune Ur on the yoke pole, carved there a few hours ago, giving inexorable and tireless strength to the oxen.

"My hand is trapped, Mistress Drake, if you could slow the cart, or take some strain from the reins, I might free it. But be careful not to touch my palm - there is rune-power there that I cannot control. Touch the reins only."

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Mary nods and moves forward to try the halt the oxen.

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Unfortunately Mary has not much experience with oxen (at least not live ones, salted and in barrels was another matter). Grabbing the yoke did nothing, pulling on the lines did nothing. She eventually stood in front of the oxen and waved her hands and had to dive to one side to avoid being trampled. She got up and walked back up to Gunriana, "Frithwynne might stop these beasts or perhaps Er, but, I don't know where they've gotten to. Do you have some suggestions?"

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Frithwynne notices a fine mesh lining the base of the chest.

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Frithwynne, puzzled, runs her fingers speculatively over the mesh.

"Er, there's a fine mesh lining the base of this chest," she says. She hopes for some ***inspiration*** about what it might mean, or what to do.

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It occurred to Frithwynne, that the chests full of salt crystals would be a perfect place to hide valuable crystals, such as diamonds. At the end of the journey, you could dissolve the salt with water, and lift out the diamonds on the mesh sheet. Harder to steal by stealth, and safer for the owner than risking being attacked if he had them on his person. And maybe the salt had value too.

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Er looks puzzled too. "A mesh? Could it be a net? Or a sieve?"
He thinks and speaks again, "A net does not make sense, but a sieve co-u-ld ...",
Er continues puzzling, then thinks aloud again, "... sift out bigger objects to keep."
His expression changes to excitement. "Could there be small objects hidden in this salt? How safe are we to see if we can discover them?"
He glances outside the wagon and sees Jetse on guard.
"It looks as if Jetse is watching our backs."

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"Yes, I agree," said Frithwynne, and told Er what had occurred to her.

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Er looked at Frithwynne. "There's only one way I can think of to see if our ideas are correct, and that is to take a sample from a chest, or all the chests. We must lock them again before we leave so it cannot be seen that we have been here."

He looked at the pockets on the pack he had chosen from Trepik's stores to work out how best to hide samples away discreetly (and discretely), then looked up again at Frithwynne to see if she agreed.

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"Yes, I'd like to know what's in here," Frithwynne replied.

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Er started grabbing a handful from each chest and stashing it carefully in his bag in a separate pocket. As he finished he relocked the chests checking that he had left the wagon as he had found it. He gestured to Frithwynne to check where she had been as he started cautiously climbing back out of the wagon, hoping that she would follow him and allow him to lock the wagon behind her.

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Frithwynne unbuckles and opens the basket, and climbs back down the clever steps out of the wagon.

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Er felt relieved that Frithwynne had understood his gestures and hints. He locked the wagon behind them as he too descended the steps.

After the tension of the wagon where he and Frithwynne had been absorbed in their own world, it was quite a shock to rejoin the almost subliminal singing surrounding the fearful blinkered and bound wagon train members. What was going on?

He nodded at Jetse and slipped back along the wagon train to where he could see Dorainen, wondering what was happening to the rest of the party.

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Dorainen saw Er and Frithwynne leave the wagon. Er was walking his way. He decided that, after having spent a while atop an uncomfortable wagon, he could probably climb down. He was very curious to hear from Er what they had found.

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Mary saw them walking away from her and Gunriana. She was still trying to free her as the arm seemed to be getting a bit pale. Should she try cutting the harness?

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As Er filled Dorainen in on what they had found in the wagon, they walked up and down the caravan, surveying the strange scene. As they walked, they found Gunriana caught in the harness. Her arm appeared to suffering injury. Dorainen thought he should be able to heal whatever harm had occurred, but she'd need to be freed first. "Er," he asked. "Would you be able to use your mechanical know-how to get her out?"

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Er looked at Gunriana with concern. He turns to Mary, "How long has she been trapped like this?", he asked. "Is there anything I can do to help? Do you think I can use my ***tinkering*** skills to help her get free?"

Er looks around, hoping that Frithwynne has followed them as she may be able to calm the oxen and keep them from trapping Gunriana worse. And if Frithwynne could calm those frightened oxen he would feel safer getting near enough to work on the mechanism that has trapped Gunriana.

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"At least a mile or two," Mary replied, "She was trapped when I found her and the oxen won't stop though I've tried everything I can think of short of cutting the harness.."

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Mary was struck by a sudden idea, "Rope controls ships and rope and controls oxen, perhaps...." She takes the thin rope she had been holding and makes a loop which she drapes around the lead ox on the right's neck. Pulling it to the side and back it slows down a bit. "Er, see if you can release Gunriana" She grits out, she isn't as young as she use to be.

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Watching Mary handle the ropes and the oxen, Er gains confidence and looks at the yoking mechanism on the wagon. He sees how Gunriana is trapped and without thinking about it or being able to describe what he has done, a nudge here, a lift there and Gunriana is free.

He had to almost catch Gunriana as she is released into his arms and staggers with his burden towards Dorainen and the others of his party.

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Frithwynne had started off following Er, but got distracted wondering about the mesh in the salt chests. Should she have tried to lift it with Er, to see for sure what was hidden in the salt? She had been afraid that they wouldn't have been able too budge it under the weight of the salt, or that they would have spilled salt all over the wagon floor. But maybe they should have tried. She comes out of her reverie just in time to see Gunriana stagger into Er's arms.

"What-- what happened?"

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Mary helps Er with Gunriana and wishes the doctor was still with them though he is probably safer elsewhere.

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Dorainen beckons Mary and Er towards a quiet wagon. It appeared to be a supply wagon whose supplies had been depleted over the journey, so there was plenty of space. Now they had some quiet, Dorainen could work his ***healing*** arts in peace. As he started the chants, he could feel his world becoming more peaceful.

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