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= JungleBook log 3 (prelude) =

Our pregame planning turned into a prelude session.

* back to /Preplan2b
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<[[Ikselam]]> THE NEXT DAY...

<[[Domino]]> "My, what strange-looking creatures these are...."

<BigPat> don't touch my stuff! Wait, where am I?

<[[Ikselam]]> This beach is bright, sunny, and appears to be composed of glass.

<[[Domino]]> By the way, I probably only speak Old Realm. Hmmm....

<BigPat> I'd wager good odds that's not natural

<[[Ikselam]]> Many nuggets of brown sea glass tumble litter the area.

<[[Ikselam]]> strike that tumble.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Owww.. I have glass nuggets in uncomfortable places."

<BigPat> boots, don't fail me now

<[[Ikselam]]> Not too far away, Vaschir sees the waterlogged form of... the accursed woman who brought doom to his crew... and more importantly, his SHIP!

<[[Ikselam]]> Plus there's a tattooed guy with a loincloth poking him curiously with a wooden spear.

<BigPat> Maybe a little friendly punching will cheer me uo

<BigPat> *up

<[[Ikselam]]> Heh, this is where the Brawl Charms would come in for humorous effect.

<[[Domino]]> "Why are you sleeping on this shore? It is most uncomfortable."

<[[Ikselam]]> (He punches her! She kicks him! They both fly 30 yards and are knocked unconscious.)

<BigPat> you're telling me! I've got sharp glass protrusions in places I don't even want to think about!

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Why are you speaking the ancient language of knowledge? Aren't you a barbarian?"

<BigPat> umm, no pants, wooden spear, I'd say it's pretty obvious he is

<[[Domino]]> "I don't think so. Father tells me I am Exalted."

<BigPat> "Son. Of A. Bitch."

<[[Domino]]> "Pardon?"

<BigPat> "I've been having a rough day, although things are looking up from yesterday"

<[[Ikselam]]> (No, of a bear!)

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "I've seen Dragon-Blooded in less, but this is just silly."

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa helps the oddly-clothed man to his feet, then the oddly-clothed woman.

<[[Ikselam]]> Both Ana and Vaschir feel surprisingly good for shipwreck survivors. None of that characteristic half-drowned feeling...

<BigPat> Is my precious, precious loot on hand?

<[[Ikselam]]> In fact, both of them feel more alive than ever!

<[[Domino]]> "I have not seen you on the island before. Did you swim here?"

<[[Ikselam]]> The bright tropical sun comes out from behind a cloud; its rays glint off the golden astrolabe, where it is tipping lazily back and forth in the gentle surf.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "He tried to kill me, and was apparently pretty bad at it."

<BigPat> "Sort of, although I remember sailing through the air a couple of times as well"

<BigPat> "You can't kill luck as bad as you, lady"

<[[Ikselam]]> Omabwa notices that Ana is wearing a golden pendant just like the one he has!

<[[Domino]]> "Where did you get that?"

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "I have no idea. I've had it as long as I can remember."

<BigPat> I'm a grabbin' the astrolabe

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "You should give me that big golden thing as payment for trying to kill me. It's the polite thing to do."

<[[Ikselam]]> The artifact seems to hum happily as Vaschir's greedy hands snatch it up.

<BigPat> "you're lucky I don't do something gratuitously violent, considering what a kraken magnet you are and all"

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa curiously observes the social interactions of these two entities.

<BigPat> "So do you or loincloth know where the hell we are?"

<[[Ikselam]]> Vaschir notices that neither of these people are speaking the bastardized Wavetongue dialect he is used to, and that neither is he.

<BigPat> "...

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa gives the odd man a look. "My name is Omabwa, and we are on the island."

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Which island?"

<[[Ikselam]]> (We'll just say that Vas got some First Age flashback knowledge that gave him a dot of Linguistics for Old Realm.)

<BigPat> "he's going to say THE island again"

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa does so.

<BigPat> "see?"

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "So you're presciemt AND ugly. Wow."

<[[dissolvegirl]]> *prescient

<BigPat> "And if I can find any of my charts in all this kindling that used to be my ship, I might be the one chance of getting off this rock we've got"

<[[Domino]]> "Come. This shore is bright, and the sun will soon be high in the sky. It will be a hot day."

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa begins to walk toward the nearby jungle.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Go swim if you want, Pirate. I'm following the barbarian."

<BigPat> Vaschir scans over the wreckage, looking for any charts that might have survived

<[[Ikselam]]> Brightly-colored crabs scuttle sideways across the beach, their legs making clik-clik sounds on the cracked and pitted glass.

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa stops and looks at the man. Quietly, to the woman: "He is a pirate?"

<[[Ikselam]]> They seem particularly interested in picking through the various pieces of flotsam and jetsam which litter the shore.

<BigPat> "Dammit, mosquito time" Vaschir gives up and follows they other two towards the sweltering jungle

<[[Ikselam]]> A large group fo them is intently dismantling a crate of mush, which Vaschir's trained pirate eye identifies as once having been hard tack.

<[[Ikselam]]> It's not so hard now.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "He's a pirate and he tried to kill me, so he's obviously the very WORST kind of pirate," she whispers.

<[[Ikselam]]> This is the most intact piece of wreckage he finds.

<[[Domino]]> "Pirates are not to be trusted," Omabwa confides.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "You can say that again, Ombaw-- Obawan- Oma."

<[[Ikselam]]> The trio makes their way over the oddly-crusted sand dunes.

<BigPat> "don't stand too close to her, tribal, you'll likely get brained by a falling coconut or something"

<[[Domino]]> "O-ma-bwa," says Omabwa, as they make their way toward the shelter of the jungle.

<[[Ikselam]]> The dunes only seem to be glass on the side which faces the bay, and the enormous, slender spire which leans at a 30 degree angle in its center.

<[[Domino]]> "Don't be silly. It is not coconut season."

<BigPat> "Doesn't matter. She's bad luck of the worst kind"

<[[Ikselam]]> The dunes soon give way to grass, and then to shrub. The dark forest comes into view through the tropical haze.

<[[Ikselam]]> The shrieking and chittering of jungle animals rings out, below the incessant buzz of the cicadas.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Just because you are a bumbler does not mean I am unlucky. See this green eye? I've been blessed by the Elemental Dragon of Wood."

<[[Ikselam]]> One of her eyes is, in fact green.

<[[Ikselam]]> Which makes it different from the other, which is brown.

<[[Domino]]> "You had best speak with more consideration to the masters of this island, or they will be hard on you, er-"

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "The ship I was on was jealous of my good fortune. You're the trouble-magnet."

<[[Domino]]> "How are you called, sir?"

<BigPat> "Captain Qara Vaschir, formerly of the Relentless."

<[[Ikselam]]> Omabwa pushes aside some frondy undergrowth, revealing a rough path into the forest.

<BigPat> "I'M not the one that drew that Kraken. I'm always careful to avoid pissing off wrathful sea gods."

<[[Ikselam]]> (Argh, why the hell did I put Lenny Kravitz in my playlist?!)

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Really? I never would have guessed."

<[[Domino]]> "And you, madam? How are you called?"

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Nellens Ananoraia, but you can call me Ana."

<[[Ikselam]]> As they follow the wildman into the forest, the blazing heat of the glass beach is replaced by the soggy heat of the jungle.

<[[Domino]]> "Very well. You may address me as Omabwa, especially before Father, whom you must address as Ombalu."

<[[Ikselam]]> The cicada hum has segued into a much more complex mix of insect sounds.

<BigPat> "so these masters, they overly fond of devouring human flesh?"

<[[Ikselam]]> Something crashes through the branches high overhead, screeching.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> (BRB, Gwendaissues)

<[[Domino]]> "They profess to be, but I have evaded that fate for several years."

<BigPat> "great."

<[[Ikselam]]> The group falls silent, wending their way around ancient, vine-wreathed trees and through ferns of all descriptions.

<[[Ikselam]]> A stand of vivid pink flowers close up as they pass.

<BigPat> Is the astrolabe still happily humming along in my coat?

<[[Ikselam]]> Scurrying and chittering noises abound, but the animals producing them always seem to scamper away just as anyone turns to look at them.

<[[Ikselam]]> Vaschir unconsciously pats the astrolabe hanging from his baldric.

<[[Ikselam]]> It is still there, and still does not weigh 100 pounds.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "So, um, how far are we from your village?"

<[[Ikselam]]> In fact, he now finds it difficult to believe that it ever did seem to weigh that much, given its relatively small size.

<BigPat> wonder what this thing's made of, and how much it retails for per ounce?

<[[Ikselam]]> Omabwa pauses before a curtain of dense hanging vines.

<BigPat> "nice timing"

<[[Ikselam]]> (quick, do the dramatic reveal of your secret base!)

<[[Ikselam]]> Bloodthirsty insects buzz around Ana's and Vaschir's heads.

<[[Domino]]> "I do not have a village. I live alone." Omabwa sweeps aside the vines to reveal a large network of ancient, interwoven trees, pleasantly shaded.

<BigPat> Vaschir swats at them ineffectively

<[[Domino]]> "You are welcome to enter."

<[[Ikselam]]> Somewhere in the near distance, running water can be heard.

<[[Ikselam]]> A crystal-clear pool swirls near the middle of Omabwa's tranquil glen.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "That water looks nice."

<BigPat> thinking how ironic it would be to get jumped by a tiger just as he enteres the glen, Vaschir walks over to the pool

<[[Ikselam]]> It looks like someone -- presumably the barbarian himself, or perhaps his tribesmen -- has woven together some woody vines to form something similar to the rigging of a ship.

<[[Ikselam]]> This... net... is fastened to the trunk of the largest tree, a fat baobab.

<[[Ikselam]]> It's purpose is apparently to provide handholds for climbing up the big barrel-trees trunk, into its sprawling branches.

<[[Ikselam]]> (is it mangroves or baobab that have like roots coming down from their branches?)

<[[Domino]]> (mangroves float on water and create new land; must be baobab.)

<[[Ikselam]]> Ana and Vaschir approach the pool simultaneously, eyeing one another mistrustfully.

<[[Domino]]> "The water is clean, and often refreshing." Omabwa leaps up into the net and climbs to a branch not many man-heights off the ground. He dives into the pool.

<[[Ikselam]]> Clean water splashes Ana and Vaschir.

<[[Domino]]> (On second thought, it may be mangrove. (Link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mangrove)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mangrove)

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Don't worry, it's not like I'm going to try to DROWN you or anything." She cups her hands and drinks some of the water.

<[[Ikselam]]> The water is cold and refreshing.

<BigPat> "and don't think I'm idly fantasizing about throttling you with those vines, either"

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa climbs out and begins to climb into the trees.

<BigPat> Vaschir proceeds to wash sea salt off his face and arms

<[[Ikselam]]> The pool looks like it is about eight feet deep at its deepest point. A large mossy boulder, big enough for two people to lie on comfortably, sits in its center.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> Ana tries to make herself look vaguely presentable, and does not have resounding success.

<[[Ikselam]]> Fresh water flows into it from below the trunk of a felled tree.

<[[Ikselam]]> Any excess water is probably sucked up by the baobab's thirsty roots, which are visible in the shallower end of the pool.

<BigPat> "

<BigPat> "so just you and your father live here?"

<[[Ikselam]]> He calls up into the tree in the direction he thought Omabwa vanished to.

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa swings into view from the opposite direction, hanging from a branch by his feet. "No, Father lives elsewhere. Once I was no longer a helpless cub, he suggested that I find my own place."

<[[Domino]]> "Though I do suggest we visit him once the two of you are ready."

<BigPat> "I'm as ready as I'm likely to get"

<[[Domino]]> "Ana?"

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Same here."

<[[Domino]]> "Very well." Omabwa lets go of the branch and does a lazy spin in the air, landing on his feet. "First, you should follow me up."

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa begins to climb again.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> "Sure. I can do this."

<BigPat> Vaschir follows, without apparent difficulty

<[[dissolvegirl]]> Ana begins climbing up after him-- far more slowly, and with more glances down.

<[[Domino]]> Omabwa leads them several hundred yards up, though the climb is not a hard one. At the top, they burst through the canopy of the jungle.

<BigPat> "well we just ran out of tree, now where to?

<[[Ikselam]]> A flock of multicolored butteflies flutter drunkenly past on an errant breeze.

<[[Ikselam]]> The golden sun blazes down overhead.

<[[Domino]]> He points toward a heavily-forested hill on one side of the island. "I thought you might like to see where we are going. Father lives there." Omabwa begins to climb down.

<[[Ikselam]]> Ana and Vaschir notice a faint shimmer on Omabwa's forehead.

<[[Ikselam]]> The direction he points is toward the west.

<BigPat> "shhhhit" Vaschir mutters under his breath

<[[dissolvegirl]]> Ana laughs and starts climbing down. "Okay. Great. Fantastic."

<BigPat> Vaschir climbs down

<[[Ikselam]]> In that direction, the island becomes hilly; the largest hill appears to be a smoking volcano.

<[[Ikselam]]> Beyond it, something enormous glitters in the sun.

<[[Ikselam]]> A white wall, pierced by enormous arches, curves around the western quadrant of the island.

<[[Ikselam]]> From its top, enormous, jagged shards of what appears to be glass extend into the sky, easily exceeding the height of the island's tallest point.

<[[Ikselam]]> The shards are curved in such a way that it is easy to imagine that they are the remains of a huge dome which once covered the island like an egg.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> (I need to go pretty soon.. It's cinco de mayo, and we're going to go celebrate mexican independance and cheap margaritas.)

<[[Ikselam]]> To the east, the sunlight refracts blinding rainbows from the glass beach; the leaning spire is visible as a black line in the middle of the aquamarine water.

<[[Ikselam]]> Okay, then I guess we can call it quits for today.

<BigPat> works for me

<[[Domino]]> Sure. More time for work.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> This was fun!

<[[Ikselam]]> And when we start back up, everyone will be on their way to visit Omabwa's poppa bear.

<[[Domino]]> Before the movie tonight.

<[[Domino]]> Father!

<[[Ikselam]]> I'll be wanting character sheets at some point.

<[[Domino]]> P-shawwww!

<[[dissolvegirl]]> Any particular instructions vis-a-vis character creation?

<BigPat> One character sheet, coming up eventually.

<[[Ikselam]]> If you want, Pat, I can make one up for you (which you can alter later of course).

<[[Ikselam]]> Regular rules.

<[[Domino]]> No Art or Man

<[[Ikselam]]> No merits and flaws unless one seems like a reeeealy good idea, and even then expect me to say no.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> Alas!

<BigPat> Let me take a look over the creation rules and whatnot and if I can't figure it out I'll let you know.

<[[Ikselam]]> Ana and Oma both have one dot of Artifact.

<[[Domino]]> I want to be a one-legged barbarian!

<[[Ikselam]]> Vaschir has between one and three, depending on what all his astrolabe does.

<[[Ikselam]]> No Manse for anyone, yet.

<[[Domino]]> Isla del Muerte!

<[[Ikselam]]> That's later on, further to the north.

<[[dissolvegirl]]> Heh.

<[[Domino]]> First, our Twilight can rebuild the Island Defense Dome.

<BigPat> It leads the way to Puerto Pollo, a port menanced by the terrible el Pollo Diablo!

<[[dissolvegirl]]> We have a Twilight?

<[[Ikselam]]> You all have the map; there haven't been any changes to it worth noting.

<[[Domino]]> Um... it's invisible.

<BigPat> that would be why I didn't see it

<[[Domino]]> Or I got confused. =)

<[[Ikselam]]> I don't believe we've firmly established Cap'n Vaschir's caste.

<BigPat> Nope, although I'm leaning towards Eclipse at the moment

<[[Ikselam]]> What I thought.

<[[Domino]]> Well, he's kind of gruff for a diplomat. ;)

<[[Ikselam]]> Eclipse have the greatest anima power, but kind of a weak ability selection. Socialize, Linguistics, Ride, Sail, and...

<BigPat> It worked for Kissinger
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