Quest #7 "Making Friends With The Monkoons"

[SirOwen]

Avaala

Avaala looks a bit nervous at the prospect of leaving Rollo alone on the ground. But he notes that it is a cleared area and on the edge of town, so he decides to 'give it a go'. He pours the dog some water and takes his armor off. "Good boy. Rollo, Stay."

Avaala then climbs aboard the elevator with Chauncey and Lightfinger.

[OGRE MAGE]

As the first rope elevator nears the canopy of the trees, those below watch as the pair of rangers hop off of their board and disappear onto a large wooden platform high above the ground.

The group below notices that their new friend Brother Gilbert has tagged along behind them while they made their approach to the trees. Never one to turn down extra help, they wave the priest over to them as the load up onto the rope boards.

Saracen and Monocar approach the next board a few trees away. It creaks audibly as they ride it up, making the heavy travelers wince slightly with no fall protection measures in place whatsoever. They hang on to the rope for dear life as it slowly......very slowly.... rises up into the tree tops.

One board remains, even further away from the second. The three lightest members of the group think they could all ride up together, but they are relieved when they see the first rope returning to the ground to pick up any stragglers.

Avaala tends to his dog while Lightfinger decides if he should go up with the wizards, or if he should wait and join Brother Gilbert on the next board that is coming back down.

The priest stands there wide eyed at what is happening, not sure if he should follow the others or not.

I will have Brother Gilbert tag along with you guys for the time being so Spin can get the hang of how this all works. Obviously, the priest wont be eligible to the xp earned for completing the mission, but this way he can get his sandaled foot in the door for future adventure. Thanks!

Once Rexx verifies that LF is also going up, we will learn more about these elusive tree dwellers.

[SpinwardMarch]

Brother Gilbert

Can someone tell me where we are going, and what is up there?

He points up toward the treetops. This island is quite amazing; it is nothing like home, he thinks.

[ChubbyPixie]

”We go to deliver the sea troll head to the furry people in the hope of gaining their trust and cooperation,” says Chauncey from his perch on the far board. ”It was the least we could do, really. And, luckily, it was already on our to do list, seeing as it ate one of us a few days ago.”

[tkrexx]

Lightfinger will join the 1st party.

Seeing as how the Monkoons found his smaller stature to be semi-trustworthy, the Halfling will want to make the initial appearance.

[Urson]

Luther

The big ranger rides up, grunting slightly when the board jostles him. Stepping off on the platform, he says The monster is dead! My friends and I have beaten it!

[OGRE MAGE]

This Is High!
Sunday, 28th of Reaping
In The Monkoon's Trees
Early Afternoon, Sunny, Humid, Buggy

‪Luther steps off onto the large community platform right in front of his friend Alordan. They receive a welcome much the same as the last time the burly ranger was up here when they are quickly surrounded by a dozen of the largest members of the Phanaton tribe who all wave short, obsidian tipped spears at them threateningly. ‬

‪As the woodsmen look around, they notice dozens more of the furry tree dwellers scattered all around in the branches, leaves, and limbs that make up the ceiling of this and the many other small wooden platforms that pepper this lush, tropical canopy as far as the men can see. ‬

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‪The second pair of ground dwellers, consisting of Saracen and Monocar, are also painstakingly raised up until they crest the top of another similar wooden plank platform connected to the others by a 50' long horizontal rope ladder that hangs over 100 feet above the ground. They receive the same welcome of waving spears, loud incomprehensible chattering, and suspicious stares by the dozens of furry creatures who inhabit this platform. ‬


‪Chauncey and Avaala see much of the same on the platform they are raised up onto as they look around and realize they are completely out of spells and a loooong way away from the fighters way up here. They notice a small thatch hut built on their wooden plank platform. They are similarly threatened by the many angry looking tree folk scattered everywhere throughout the foliage. They see several smaller versions of the taunting creatures around this more centrally located aerial dwelling, all of them clutching to what must be the females of the tribe. The young seem to be screeching and chattering aggressively along with all of the others.


‪Lightfinger and Brother Gilbert are the last pair to be raised up, they join Luther and Alordan on the first unfriendly deck. Scattered throughout these treetops are many other platforms connected by rope bridges and thick natural vines that go off in every direction. Looking around long enough eventually reveals an entire tiny city of these diminutive, 3 foot tall creatures.

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Actions?

I am hoping that we won't need a position map up here, but if you need specifics as far as placement or distances for some reason, just ask.

Luther R2 2/20
Chauncey MU2 10/10 CL, DM, RM, 0/2 first
Saracen 12/12 0/3 first
Avaala 3/5 CL, DM, RM, 0/1 first
Rollo 14/17
Monocar F2 21/21
Alordan R2 13/13
Lightfinger T2 10/10
Brother Gilbert 8/8 3/3 first

[SirOwen]

Avaala

"Chauncey," says Avaala. "I have a language comprehension spell ready. If one of these small fellows would allow me to touch them, I can translate what they are saying. If you hear both their language and an immediate translation, we could make a start on learning their speech."

[Bluehorse]

Monocar

Can't wait to step off the elevator despite any danger. His feet planted on someh
Thing solid he sighs and visibly relaxes. Then he looks up seeing the monkoons and smiles like an idiot. "Oh wow! Look at them Scaracen! They are so cute! You know... in a pokey pokey stabby stabby puppy kinda way..." he says as he realizes they are ready to make him a pincushion.

Still in possession of the fish and the troll's head, he slowly lays down the first and veeeerrry slowly holds out the other for them to see, thankful for the long pike so he can hold it out for yhem to get a good look without having to get too close himself. "So we got him. See? We want to be friends... Scaracen?" he leans back whispering so subtly, canons would likely say he only needed a little more practice. "Why do i get the feeling they don't trust us?"

[Storm11]

Saracen merely kneels down as slowly as he can in his armour and places his palms upon the floor of his platform, bowing his head. He will then slowly point to the severed troll head.

[ravenn4544]

Alordan waits patiently making no sudden moves. He scans the area for signs of Owen.

[tkrexx]

Lightfinger simply stands with palms open and up, hoping some of the community will remember him.

[ChubbyPixie]

Avaala

"Chauncey," says Avaala. "I have a language comprehension spell ready. If one of these small fellows would allow me to touch them, I can translate what they are saying. If you hear both their language and an immediate translation, we could make a start on learning their speech."

"Fascinating. Yes. The language. Good. I... I wouldn't grab one just now..." says Chauncey standing stock still and talking very softly. "They seem agitated." He will wait to see if the revelation of the severed troll head will placate the creatures before taking further action.

[SirOwen]

Avaala

"Oooohhh, I'm not going to grab one. Too many sharp sticks," says Avaala with a grin. The mage crouches low on the platform, trying to get his head on the same level as the Phanatons. He then looks down at the ground and extends one hand, palm down. He waits to see if one of the Phanatons are curious enough to touch his hand. If one does, Avaala will then cast the Comprehend Language spell.

[Urson]

luther
Luther's a bit fuzzy-headed from his wounds and the adrenaline of the fight. He finally remembers his Tree-People manners, and turns his eyes down from the villagers. He adds a no-teeth smile and gestures toward the troll- trophy in Monocar's hand.

[OGRE MAGE]

This Is High!
Sunday, 28th of Reaping
In The Monkoon's Trees
Early Afternoon, Sunny, Humid, Buggy

‪‪‪As you all look around the treetops, you find the vastness of this aerial community to be astounding. Rope bridges, climbing vines, and small wooden platforms spread out among the lush canopy as far as your eye can see. You can't even begin to count how many of the small tree dwellers there are currently watching your arrival with great curiosity and interest.

When Monocar presents his trophies, they are both taken with some force. A few of the creatures stare at the strange looking fish, now considering it to be a delicious gift to them. They look on the trolls head with disgust, spitting on it and screeching loudly. They raise the long pike up in the air to let everyone see that the beast is really dead. The masses continue to chatter and jostle their branches in celebration.

Avaala attempts to get one of the creatures to touch his hand so he can cast a spell on them. Two of the more curious and entrepreneurial members slowly walk forward. One dangerously slaps at the man's hand with the flat side of his spear blade while the other points at his cool looking floppy hat and jumps up and down excitedly.

‪After a few more moments of the now less than threatening spear waving actions from the welcoming committees, a slowly building crescendo of excitement begins to wash over their entire clan. Loud chattering from one direction draws your attentions to another large platform off in the distance, this one attached by a long rope bridge with wooden planks used as floor slats. Walking down that bridge towards your three separate groups is Beachtown's handyman, Owen, along with a few larger members of the Phanaton tribe. Also with them is their chieftain that Luther had dealings with earlier, the same one who asked for the trolls head. His coat is bright and shiny. He stands out amongst the others as he carries with him a perfectly round, fist sized stone in one hand. ‬
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‪Owen looks as healthy as you have ever seen him before. He is not chained or tied in any way. In fact, he is walking side by side with the chieftain as they approach the platform of Chauncey and Avaala. The chief waves his hand, directing the others to the edges of their platforms so that everyone can see and hear his next proceedings. This move keeps your entire group separated enough to make them feel more comfortable that you aren't going to attack them. Their spears are lowered slightly as they realize that you aren't out for a fight, but they stay on alert as you are moved around to the inside edge of the platforms.

Actions?

Luther R2 2/20
Chauncey MU2 10/10 CL, DM, RM, 0/2 first
Saracen 12/12 0/3 first
Avaala 3/5 CL, DM, RM, 0/1 first
Rollo 14/17
Monocar F2 21/21
Alordan R2 13/13
Lightfinger T2 10/10
Brother Gilbert 8/8 3/3 first

[ravenn4544]

Alordan moves slowly as directed to the edge of the platform to await any next actions from the monkoon king. He is glad to see Owen well and thinks again of the sacrifice that Devlin had made to advance the peace and prosperity of the inhabitants of the island.

[Storm11]

Saracen gets to his feet and follows the directions precisely. He awaits the Phanaton chiefs next move with interest.

[ChubbyPixie]

Chauncey stands very still with fingers steepled, a neutral look on his face, observing the “king” of the furry people and waiting for the diplomacy to begin.

[tkrexx]

Lightfinger

The Tallfellow smiles pleasingly at the Monkoons, all Monkoons that come near. You remember me, yes? He can be heard repeating from time to time. Otherwise he is perfectly content allowing the honchos deal with one another.