Re: [Tale of Years] The Fellowship of the Free (Spoilers)
Posted: Mon May 29, 2017 8:56 pm
I'm currently pacing myself and only reading a few posts a day... More epic that way. Though now I'm almost caught up.
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Deeply concerned, Radagast questions Iwgar strangely; the woodman enters a trance and recalls his experiences with Dol Guldur and his encounter with the sorceress, the elf and the creature Mansbane. With complete clarity, Iwgar recites the song of the Sorceress and the Elf; the language used by them that of the Black Speech and Sindarin respectively. The dark words have a physical affect on the companions as they listen, a palpable dread and physical pressure building while the home of Radagast creaks and groans and mice and the squirrel, Acweorna, flock to the wizard for comfort as the air in the room becomes heavy and a darkness descends closing in around where they sit by the hearth and fire. Once Iwgar awakes from his trance, the corrupting influence lifts and, immediately, Radagast declares he must depart; inviting the company to stay at his cottage. He quickly gathers a few scant provisions and leaves in great haste.Ent:
When spring unfolds the beechen-leaf and sap is in the bough,
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow,
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the mountain air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair!
Entwife:
When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade,
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid,
When sun and shower upon the earth with fragrance fill the air,
I'll linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair!
Ent:
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold,
When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!
Entwife:
When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown,
When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town,
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in the West,
I'll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best!
Ent:
When Winter comes the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay,
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day,
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain,
I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee again!
Entwife:
When Winter comes and singing ends, when darkness falls at last,
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past,
I'll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again,
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!
Both:
Together we will take the road that leads into the West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.
Both Radagast and the companions now fear that Mansbane must be one of the old and long-thought-lost Entwives of story and legend. These gentle creatures were mates of the Ents and have long be lost to memory. Taught by the Elves to speak, these quiet and shy beings then instructed the first men in how to grow and nurture the land as well as teaching them much of the words of healing and herb-lore. Legends say that they were driven from their homes to the south, now known as the Brown Lands, by the Enemy and have been lost since; the companions recall that they may have passed through the ruins of such lands when returning from their journey South. Radagast states that Saruman believes the song of the Sorceress & the Elf, the interweaving of the Black Speech and Sindarin, has great power and over time corrupted and tormented the Entwife. He suspects that her memories of what she was have been driven from her to be replaced by darkness, rage and torment.Sorceress:
When darkness grows the leaf and branch of tree is drowned in rain,
When fires burn across wood and plain, and wind is on the brow,
When shadows lie, and doom is deep, and storm is in the air,
Despair for me! Root and tree, the lidless eye for all to see!
Elf:
When darkness comes to garth and field, and blood is on the blade,
When dust like a blinding storm is on the orchard laid,
When shadows cover all the earth and death does fill the air,
I'll languish here too blind to see, and fall into despair!
Sorceress:
When darkness lies upon the world, wrapped within a night of sable,
Beneath the roof of dying leaves the nightmares then unfold,
When blighted lands are dead and cold, and storms are in the East,
Despair for me! Root and tree, the lidless eye for all to see!
Elf:
When darkness strangles all of life and shadows fall across the land,
When grass is spent, and fields are barren, and death is all around,
When blood spills, and towers fall, to the Shadow of the East,
I'll languish here bound in chains, forever in despair!
Sorceress:
When darkness falls the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay,
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day,
When storms are in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain,
Despair for me! Root and tree, the lidless eye for all to see!
Elf:
When darkness falls and singing ends, when hope does fall at last,
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past,
When storms are in the deadly East, upon the bitter rain,
Storm and darkness, root and tree, wheel of fire for all to see!
Both:
The Shadow of the East shall rise, forever come to pass,
Destroy my land and break my heart, the storms forever last.
Cool, thanks for the positive f/back!
Indur Dawndeath wrote: ↑Tue Jun 06, 2017 6:30 pmThe creature has not been introduced in my campaign, because I didn't like what was on the table before: Troll in an invisiblity cloak, or a variation thereof.
Now I like the idea of a tree, because the tracks would not be recognizable unless you know what to look for! Brilliant
I was also just planning to make a hardcore encounter with the Mansbane creature at some point, but your idea with the song where the players get to plan a rescue is very inspiring!
Finally making my way through this wonderful campaign and hope y'all had fun!Rich H wrote: ↑Sun Jun 04, 2017 6:50 pmAdventuring Phase: The Sickle of the Moon
Autumn 2950
The companions travel east, returning to the lands of the Beornings and to the village of Byrda; the home of Grimbold. Here the Festival of the Full Moon is being held, where at harvest time Beornings may compete to claim Beorn’s Sickle of the Half Moon for the year to come – the instrument is said to be blessed and brings great fortune to the lands where it resides.
At the end of the trials, and before the victor is announced, the sickle is stolen from the Thane of the festival, Torbald. The companions question those witnesses and discover that it has been taken by thralls of Viglund, north into his lands. The company pursue the thieves and arrive at the Falrock before them; however, a group of men arrive from the north and outnumbered and unable to stop them they meet with the thieves and pass into the north.
The fellowship give pursuit and, in desperation, Brand uses the magic of the cloak gifted to him by Irimë to steal away the sickle from under the very noses of the Viglundings as they rest during their journey. Fleeing southwards, they return to the lands of Beorn and here they are greeted by the great man, presenting the sickle to him and informing him of what has happened. Great angered by the actions of the Viglundings, Beorn states that a great darkness has grown between the two peoples’ and only war and death will come of it.
LM Notes
I wanted to give the players a bit of a break from the recent adventures and give them something a little more 'mundane' to solve so I ran (a slightly altered version of) Zed's adventure; moving the event to Grimbold's home village and altering elements within the scenario. Their desire to report the events surrounding Irime and the death of the Red Wolf providing a very interesting dynamic to this adventure as the players were extremely reticent to take risks as a group and jeopardise the important news to Radagast. However, towards the end of the scenario and not wanting to let disappoint the Beornings, Brand's player decided to attempt to track the thieves alone and steal back the sickle. Incredibly he did, actually rolling a G-rune result and spending a point of Hope to invoke the cloak's magical effects; I suppose fortune really does favour the brave!![]()
I'll leave the next Fellowship Phase to a post of its own as a lot happens in it.
Thanks Zed and, yes, it was good fun; a great way of introducing the Viglundings and their relationship with the Beornings. We got a big laugh at the end when Beorn decided to keep the sickle, with one of the players finishing off the scene saying in a deadpan delivery "... and that's why you can't have nice things". One of those, you had to be there moments, but it was amusing.