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New Event: Well that took a different course than planned
| From: | David |
| Sent on: | Tuesday, January 22, 2008 3:08 PM |
Announcing a new event for The Watertown Dungeons & Dragons Meetup Group!
What: Well that took a different course than planned
When: Friday, February 8, 6:30 PM
Where: Click the link below to find out!
Who should come: We can always use new blood
Event Description: In late December of 478 BC, our group of heroes decided while standing on the frozen ground outside the small Scythian dominated city of Kimmerikon. Ortos, the Delian agent, aggreed to use most of party's loot to pay for the freed children to be fed, transported and educated. The balance ? a few hundred archers (gold pieces) ? the party kept.
Ortos had recent correspondence from the Delian Oligarch Aniestes that bade the party to head east to the city of Gorgippia where they were to assassinate or capture a half elf named Latharos. Latharos, a fighter-mage rumored to be a relative of Xerxes, was busy recruiting some sort of cold-compatible and semi-aquatic lizard people to destroy parts of the Athenian Navy. Apparently, he was having success as the navy was taking casualties, particularly when they beached their triremes at night. Many of their sailors were killed or left half-eaten on the beaches. Aniestes also wrote that there was a strong possibility that Latharos was soon to recruit Scythian Horse archers and perhaps elves from deeper within the steppes. Aniestes? note closed with a warning that Latharos was accompanied by a bodyguard of elven warriors known for their efficiency.
After shipping to Gorgippia without incident the party observed a large group of tents set up outside the walls. Most of the tents looked like they were rather primitive, as from the eastern steppes but three others looked eastern or perhaps Persian in design. Outside the largest of these was a desk. At that desk sat a well dressed half-elf. Behind him stood two sturdy elves in resplendent chain armor and wearing curved daggers and scimitars. Leading up to the desk was a queue of perhaps 35 Scythians who all seemed to be signing their marks in a ledger that the half-elf kept on his desk.
The party decided to join the queue and soon found themselves enlisting in this half-elf?s mercenary force. The paladin then made a rude gesture and nearly had his tongue cut out by one of the overwatching elves. The party then camped out on the frozen ground for three days and nights. They were the only ones not in a tent, but somehow managed not to get sick. The half elf and his bodyguards remained with their tents. Each day, a large ship would take approximately 40 Scythian warriors, their horses, their families, and their retainers and then sail south on the Euxine Sea. On the fourth, one of the elves motioned the party to join the last of the queue of Scythians and load up and board the transport ship. Only as the ship was sailing south did the party realize that the half elf stayed behind.
2 weeks later, their ship reached the north coast of Pontus and then sailed west until they reached the city of Byzantium. They were promptly assigned to a Greek speaking mercenary corps within the Persian Army. At least 20,000 Persian regulars of all types and probably twice that many auxiliaries from as far away as India and Ethiopia were earnestly engaged in besieging the Greek City of Byzantium.
The party found themselves living in an encampment between the Persian?s walls of circum and contravallation. Huge siege engines fired arrows and rocks both ways. The anti-magic shield wall of the city prevented any wizardry from taking effect. The party went to work helping to dig a sap to undermine the Byzantine walls. After several days of digging and nearly reaching the walls, the garrison broke into their sap tunnel and chased away or slew the Greek mercenaries. The garrison then hooked up a bellows to several bales of chicken feathers and ignited the feathers. They then pumped the bellows and blew a sickening plume of flaming feathers and smoke down the rest of the sap, driving away a Persian counterattack. They then knocked down the saps supports and sealed it.
At this, the party ? banged up by the garrison -- decided to desert. The groups mage managed to ?sleep? the garrison of one of the Persian?s towers and sneak away. They fled west toward Maronea, where that hoped to connect with King Iksander or his son. On the way they ran into some Thracian warriors whom the mage put to sleep. He and the Paladin executed three of them without finding out whose side they were on. The dwarf and the Thracian fighter Ira Hayes tied up the remaining four. The party sped west for another three days before they ran into 12 elves. The elves demanded bribes to allow them to pass through their lands. The party was broke again.
Upon reaching Maronea they decided to take ship back to Delos. Their fare was guaranteed by King Iksander. Upon reaching Delos they ran into Sgt Cleander who, coffee cup in hand, berated them for being imbeciles and sent them to work in the kitchen for two weeks. At the end of this period, Aniestes met with them and told them not to worry. He has work for them in Nubia, south of Egypt, where he needs the party to help stir up trouble for the Persians.
Illuminati afterwards.
Learn more here:
http://dnd.meetup.com/1086/calendar/7172888/
What: Well that took a different course than planned
When: Friday, February 8, 6:30 PM
Where: Click the link below to find out!
Who should come: We can always use new blood
Event Description: In late December of 478 BC, our group of heroes decided while standing on the frozen ground outside the small Scythian dominated city of Kimmerikon. Ortos, the Delian agent, aggreed to use most of party's loot to pay for the freed children to be fed, transported and educated. The balance ? a few hundred archers (gold pieces) ? the party kept.
Ortos had recent correspondence from the Delian Oligarch Aniestes that bade the party to head east to the city of Gorgippia where they were to assassinate or capture a half elf named Latharos. Latharos, a fighter-mage rumored to be a relative of Xerxes, was busy recruiting some sort of cold-compatible and semi-aquatic lizard people to destroy parts of the Athenian Navy. Apparently, he was having success as the navy was taking casualties, particularly when they beached their triremes at night. Many of their sailors were killed or left half-eaten on the beaches. Aniestes also wrote that there was a strong possibility that Latharos was soon to recruit Scythian Horse archers and perhaps elves from deeper within the steppes. Aniestes? note closed with a warning that Latharos was accompanied by a bodyguard of elven warriors known for their efficiency.
After shipping to Gorgippia without incident the party observed a large group of tents set up outside the walls. Most of the tents looked like they were rather primitive, as from the eastern steppes but three others looked eastern or perhaps Persian in design. Outside the largest of these was a desk. At that desk sat a well dressed half-elf. Behind him stood two sturdy elves in resplendent chain armor and wearing curved daggers and scimitars. Leading up to the desk was a queue of perhaps 35 Scythians who all seemed to be signing their marks in a ledger that the half-elf kept on his desk.
The party decided to join the queue and soon found themselves enlisting in this half-elf?s mercenary force. The paladin then made a rude gesture and nearly had his tongue cut out by one of the overwatching elves. The party then camped out on the frozen ground for three days and nights. They were the only ones not in a tent, but somehow managed not to get sick. The half elf and his bodyguards remained with their tents. Each day, a large ship would take approximately 40 Scythian warriors, their horses, their families, and their retainers and then sail south on the Euxine Sea. On the fourth, one of the elves motioned the party to join the last of the queue of Scythians and load up and board the transport ship. Only as the ship was sailing south did the party realize that the half elf stayed behind.
2 weeks later, their ship reached the north coast of Pontus and then sailed west until they reached the city of Byzantium. They were promptly assigned to a Greek speaking mercenary corps within the Persian Army. At least 20,000 Persian regulars of all types and probably twice that many auxiliaries from as far away as India and Ethiopia were earnestly engaged in besieging the Greek City of Byzantium.
The party found themselves living in an encampment between the Persian?s walls of circum and contravallation. Huge siege engines fired arrows and rocks both ways. The anti-magic shield wall of the city prevented any wizardry from taking effect. The party went to work helping to dig a sap to undermine the Byzantine walls. After several days of digging and nearly reaching the walls, the garrison broke into their sap tunnel and chased away or slew the Greek mercenaries. The garrison then hooked up a bellows to several bales of chicken feathers and ignited the feathers. They then pumped the bellows and blew a sickening plume of flaming feathers and smoke down the rest of the sap, driving away a Persian counterattack. They then knocked down the saps supports and sealed it.
At this, the party ? banged up by the garrison -- decided to desert. The groups mage managed to ?sleep? the garrison of one of the Persian?s towers and sneak away. They fled west toward Maronea, where that hoped to connect with King Iksander or his son. On the way they ran into some Thracian warriors whom the mage put to sleep. He and the Paladin executed three of them without finding out whose side they were on. The dwarf and the Thracian fighter Ira Hayes tied up the remaining four. The party sped west for another three days before they ran into 12 elves. The elves demanded bribes to allow them to pass through their lands. The party was broke again.
Upon reaching Maronea they decided to take ship back to Delos. Their fare was guaranteed by King Iksander. Upon reaching Delos they ran into Sgt Cleander who, coffee cup in hand, berated them for being imbeciles and sent them to work in the kitchen for two weeks. At the end of this period, Aniestes met with them and told them not to worry. He has work for them in Nubia, south of Egypt, where he needs the party to help stir up trouble for the Persians.
Illuminati afterwards.
Learn more here:
http://dnd.meetup.com/1086/calendar/7172888/
