Going to be in party #2...

*starts gathering materials*

Well since some of us are still huddled beneath our makeshift home I shall continue on with my story of Hilda to keep our minds warm and bodies fresh.

She looked upon the knife at the table and thought she might as well
For it would bring shame upon her soul if she were to commit such an act
So she grabbed the knife and made ready to cut out her heart
When suddenly before her appeared a woman
Hilda became frightened and dropped her knife

The woman dressed in a golden tunic with red leafs embroidered on it
Her hair was as gold as the sun and her eyes as pale as water
When she spoke, her voice betrayed her age,
‘I am Vr, goddess of wisdom and we have heard your suffering child
And we shall no longer stand for it.

‘Your father’s mind has been poisoned by hatred and sorrow
From which there is no possible return. I can only offer
Some help to you. But you must make use of what I give you
And from there, gain your own freedom.
There, there my beauitful child, no more tears for you.’

‘Beautiful? My father calls me hideous. I am a creature,
A disgusting creature that plagues the world.’
Vr smiled gently and handed her a mirror
‘If you do not believe my words, then see for yourself’
She handed the mirror to Hilda, who looked into it reluctantly

Hilda could not believe the reflection that stared back at her
She had never seen herself before and could not believe
This was her own reflection, her own beauty
She touched her face and looked at the goddess
‘Is this some trick?’

The goddess’ voice took on a dangerous tone
‘Child, do no question me. I am here to offer help
A way out of you father’s sick mind.
Do you accept my help or wish to lay with him
And become his whore?’

Hilda agreed, she did not want that for herself
But she also knew better than to accept a gift from a god
There were stories you see
Of how gods would trick mortals by promising help
And then once the deed was done, would claim their souls for servitude

The goddess sensed Hilda’s unrest and smiled gently
‘Fair maiden, I mean you no harm. I am here to help.
Despite the stories you have heard
I am not going to steal your soul.’
This had helped ease Hilda quite a bit.

Suddenly the room became dark, as if all light was stolen from the world
The only light that Hilda could see was coming from the other woman
‘Hilda,’ she whispered softly ‘What I am about to give you,
Will free you from your prison, but you must do exactly as I say
Else all shall be in vain.

‘In this bottle lies the key to your salvation
It is a special brew that will eat away at your father’s soul
Bit by bit he will slowly lose himself to the darkness he created
And you shall be free.’
She handed Hilda the small, red vial.

‘How long does it take?’ the young woman asked
‘It will take a year and a day. You must only give him a single drop
At dinner put one drop in his food and it will send him
Into a deep sleep he will awake in the morning with no memory of the night.
‘If you miss one day however, it is your life that you will forfeit

‘The potion will not work afterwards and you will be damned by the gods’
This frightened Hilda greatly
There were many days in where she was not able to make her father supper
Days where she was too worn or beaten to move
But it was her last hope.

‘What will happen on the last day?’ she asked
The goddess smiled, knowing that the young girl had accepted the offer
‘On the last day he will die’
‘But why must it take so long for him to die? Why not right away?”
The goddess gave a small laugh

‘It is something that you mortals cannot yet comprehend
Among many other things in this life. Now I must go
Remember all I have said, for we will hopefully never meet again’
With that she vanished into thin air
And with her disappearance came the light

Hilda stood in front of the fireplace, not knowing how she got there
She looked into the fire and saw that there was soup in the kettle
Had she truly dreamed this all?
She glanced out the window and saw the sun was getting ready to set
Her father would be home soon


I will stop it here since the storm seems to be getting a little worse. For now I shall entertain you all with a song my mum used to sing to me as a babe

*Begins to sing in a beautiful harmony*

I left my baby lying here, lying here, lying here;
I left my baby lying here to go and gather blaeberries.

Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, gorry o go, gorry o go;
Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, I never found my baby o.

I saw the swan upon the lake, but never saw my baby o.

Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, gorry o go, gorry o go;
Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, I never found my baby o.

I heard the curlew crying far, but never heard my baby o

Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, gorry o go, gorry o go;
Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, I never found my baby o.

I searched the moorland tarns and then, wandered through the silent glen;
I saw the mist upon the ben, but never saw my baby o.

Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, gorry o go, gorry o go;
Ho-van, ho-van gorry o go, I never found my baby o.

I'll go with the first group and try to explore and find a better location.. taking my trusty doggy with me just in case he picks up the scent of boat #2 along our journey..

I keep my spear in hand my knife tucked away in my viking boxers and I humbly leave my barrel of mead at the shelter and head off into the forest/jungle/where are we?

I tighten my light chest armor, pick up my bow & arrows, and secure my shortsword onto my left hip. i place a single arrow into my bow, and hold it with my left hand. in case i have to fire quickly. There's no tension in the string of course...the extra arrows i place snugly on my back. I'm ready for action.

I decide that I'll go with party 3 to help look for some food, and the missing boat #2.

OK here are the groups as they split up:

#1 Looking for a better camp
Maven
Smarty
Doggylives
Madhatteraggie aka "The Bard"

#2 Improving the current shelter
Chez
Xiatethebish
Marz
Nunkii

#3 Food & Lost boat Scouts
Rambo
Jerry aka "Pigman"
Mybrotherskeeper
MurderousKitty

#4 Repair & Recover boats #1,3,4
Suebesdottir
Sparklyeyegal
Suebe
Pocksucket

talking to DL, Maven, and "The Bard"*
So should we go to the top of that hill we saw from the sea and see if we can get a birds eye view of where we are exactly? Make a plan from there?

Good idea

Gonna grab my axe in case we come across anything with teeth or any hostile locals.

Talking to group #3

"Well we're definitely well armed (i think everyone has at least two weapons lol) to venture out into the wilderness. And with Jerry's bucket, and MBK's dried food and rope, i couldnt feel more prepared."

Just dont axe my doggy, doggy. He's really quite friendly.

Seeing Rambo prepare I decide to follow suit, tightening armor and preparing my bow.
Pigman & MurderousKitty be sure to stay alert and have your weapons ready to go just incase the s#*t hits the fan.

OK Groups 1 & 3 head out. Groups 2 & 4 get busy with their tasks. It does you all some good to move around, especially with a common goal.

Try and stay on top of your PMs people. They will be going out soon.

Remember, if you get a PM, please do not reveal it here to the rest of the group UNLESS you are within general talking distance. So none of the groups can really post here at this point because they are all separate.

Also any actions a group may want to take should be directed to MOE in a PM.

NEW PMs have gone out!

Suebe set off a bomb and the whole island explodes, and you all die.

Oops wrong game. Check your PMs again.

I didn't receive any pms...so I guess I'm totally oblivious!

If you have no PMs, assume that your group is going ahead with its plans without incident.

Okay, what do we want in our new campground? Something that's protected from storms, and won't be too far from a freshwater source. If we head west, along the coast, we should be able to see if there's a stream the feeds into the ocean and follow it up to a secure location.

About 20 minutes after group #1 leaves, they come back from the hill saying there is a cove off to the west along with what looks like a boat stuck on some rocks. As you are all talking about this, Group #3 returns carrying a large crate with food and booze in it.

Mybrotherskeeper also mentions that they found the crate buried in the sand next to a pole that had been broken off.

Along with the food inside, they found a scroll case. In the scroll case was a vellum note that reads:

Dear traveler,

Please do not loot all of the provisions unless you truly need them. They were placed here as an emergency cache in the event we ever had to land at this godforsaken place again.

Several times we were forced by the weather to come here for more than one day and seeing as how there is not one single animal on the island, we did not feel like starving the next time around.

So if you are here as an emergency stop over to wherever it is you are headed, feel free to take some food and drink. However, if at all possible please replenish it if you are able to at a future time.

And watch out for the damn sinkholes. We lost three great warriors to them the last time we were here.