Wages of Spite
Season of Rushing Waters
Mina throws you a dirty look when she realizes what you are planning as you agree to Horken's deal, a far cry from the bat-in-lantern-light look she might have given not so long ago. "Why would anyone in their right mind worship a lizard... a lizard ghost. There are plenty of gods." she mutters under her breath as Cob continues his cheerful ransacking, entirely unnoticed by the spirt. There is gold and silver there, ingots of iron, each batch showing an improvement over the last, salt and worm oil, silks and carpets and slates containing... something complex enough to need diagrams marked in a language you do not read
"Maybe their gods are dead, or perhaps they wished for the aid of one they could see with their own eyes..."
Crunch
Spectral jaws slick with blood somehow do not help make your point about the wisdom of the xulgath. Still if the four of you could manage to get the spirit to name another shaman then you would not have to deal with the fact that you deceived and bet up the last one. Something tells you that would rather strain the relationship.
"Flesh is weak, flesh is fleeting." You are not sure in what tongue your friend is speaking, but her pale eyes are glowing faintly as she does and Cob's loot pile jingles ever so slightly in the process. "Take from him and sate your hunger if you must, but remember still your tribe."
"They did not remember me, they forsook me... let them suffer, let them prove themselves to me again as their ancestors have."
"But you are not as you were then no more than a hawk on the wind is the same as a chick new-emerged from the egg." What those words mean you can only guess. Some kind of flying lizard of the burnlands perhaps.
"To ask such a change of your people is to give the one whose flesh you are feasting upon the last laugh, to accept his thievery, his destruction. Faith must then be found again yes? It must be made whole? Then the blackscale has taken it and he has broken it. Do not let it be so."
If the whipping about to tails not touching the ground means the same of the Lurker as it does his mundane kin she has his attention, and more troublingly his annoyance. Your hand inches closer to the crossbow bold at your belt, just in case, but Mina is not quite done. "That would be giving him power in the spirit world, the ethereal, power perhaps to return in death as he did in life. In Ustilav we have learned though hard trial not to speak the names of criminals and heretics least it gives them power over the living even after they have bee sent to their just reward. If you make your tribe curse Ssheh with great gnashing of teeth maybe he will hear."
Pepper Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 +3 = 16 (Success)
Mina Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 +9 +2 (Aid another) +1 (Guidance) = 31 (Success)
What an odd custom, you cannot help but think. What a sad land that must be to have learned those lessons.
How much blood did they have to shed in the learning?
As unpleasant as like in the Caves of Zul had been at times at least you did not have to worry about the hateful dead coming back for vengeance because someone spoke their names. For that matter if their names were lost how would the dancers recall and recount the tales of their fall that the young might avoid them.
Whatever the case it seems that spite and fear together were enough to get He Who Lurks to see things Mia's way and resume his former stewardship of his people... which leads to the four of you being invited to a feast.
"Feast! Food! Feast-food good-great!" Cob lapses into evocative goblin grammar as for the first time you get to see some of the foragers and nest keepers of the tribe, the smaller and less aggressive of each clutch and you soon learn very curious about outsiders whom they do not get to meet often.
Maybe it's the frothing blood-shroom hooch, maybe it's almost dying, maybe it's seeing whatever the hell that thing was in the kitchens, but you find your magic deepened and so too does Mina while Gorok and Cob are hardened by battle and somehow even harder to notice.
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OOC: I will math up your XP later, I am tired and not at my home computer at the moment, but you guys definitely got enough XP to level up.