Group #2 (Defense, Main Wall): [Vatn Galtison][Erik Hardhead][Amerion Wardson](2 Aspect Water)
Erik Hardhead pauses, sizing up the entirely new and half the size warband still holding the wall.

@Bass11
Vatn Hanison (no relation) is known to Erik only vaguely. Known as a hunter, pretty good with an axe. On the older side. He talks like someone who's been shipwrecked before. It is probably unfair to Vatn that Erik subconsciously compares Vatn to Erik's own cousin Bjorn Bjarnesson, who only-mostly-died gloriously no more than a couple of hours ago riding a giant skeletal T-rex into battle against the entire undead horde. Vatn will, unless he meets his fated day, some day measure up to those kinds of bullshit-tier shenanigans. Vatn may have already done so, even... but Erik doesn't know of it. On the other hand, the skeleton army has already marched across Vatn's land once or twice, so Erik's sure Vatn will fight hard and have some scores to settle, even as Erik does.

@EclipsedStar
Amerion is still in their mid-teens, Erik reflects from the ripe old age (heh) of twenty. Amerion has a sort of withdrawn, uh, possibly sort of fey Erik thinks maybe? look about... Erik blinks in gender-role confusion, as Erik means well but is not very sophisticated. Fey look about, uh, them? Hm. Um. Amerion has some really good fire shenanigans. Okay, that part Erik has a solid understanding of. Amerion is also clearly a person of extreme, arguably suicidal bravery, for having dared to even briefly consider suggesting a law constraining the shapecrafter at the last Thing.

Very, very, very brave. Likes fire. Mid-teens. Oh-kay.

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"So! The bone-men probably aren't coming back any time soon, with half the village chasing them, but someone's got to hold this stretch I guess. If we run into any trouble, I'll try and keep any big stuff from hitting us from a distance, and the two of us-" he glances at Vatn- "should probably try to mostly keep them off our good friend here. You're still good to go, right?" Now Erik looks at Amerion, trying to assess the mood and likely behavior of someone he doesn't have a good read on, and who will almost certainly make a valuable ally, assuming they're not the type to pull reckless moves like proposing laws the shapechanger doesn't care for every day.
 
Someone said that the shelf is super abrupt and is filled with a shit ton of monsters.
I wish we had a water equivalent for runestones, as it is I'm planning on experimenting with making a 'water-proof' substance that counts as a sacrifice for them.
 
I know I've been talking about setting a series of Runestones along the coast...I've found my calling. My white whale awaits me in the depths.

After I help out the settlement.

If a certain amount of people work together we could set up one of the remaining ships as a Gunship of sorts with Kunna supported fire or special harpoons.
 
Moli Illuminates the Goliath Relays (Aabcehmu)

Moli illuminates the Goliath Relays
A crude depiction of the event as witnessed by Agmundr Idskapadr. Charcoal and bone ash on bleached bark, circa mid-summer of the second year in Haskistadr.
 
@Shard I was asking for help in the discord on my Water-Runestone warding system and @Abensur pointed out that I could possibly bypass my problem by putting them inside glass containers. Are you willing to, next turn, help me out with making a cordon around the settlement's near sea access?

edit: @DeadmanwalkingXI should I not be available, I would appreciate it if you could send Valo against any aquatic threats
I will be writing up a list of Tricks I think might be of use in that regard.
 
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Hulfr's no good, rotten, very bad, terrible day 1 of 3 (Zedalb)
Hulfr's no good, rotten, very bad, terrible day. (Part 1 of 3).

It had been almost 24 hours since Hulfr had spoken to another person and he had a long long back log of work he needed to do. In short a perfect day. This always made him a little suspicious because his life was not one traditionally filled with good quiet days.

When the call to prepare for battle came, he tried not to feel vindicated. He failed, but it was a noble and gracious attempt.

He turns to his hut, an improvised and poor workshop looking over various unfinished projects, given a scant amount of time what could he really do?

He takes a deep breath, not bows the process of letting them adsorb steam to bend them little by little is time consuming.
Not spears, without good iron spear heads they would serve little use.

The shield it will have to be then.

He sits upon his crude stool and begins to cut lumber down to planks of slightly varying lengths. The longest one goes in the middle and gets shorter with each one above or below it. The start of a crude circular shape except for the two wood handles he holds to the back.

Traditionally the next step would be to glue each board together. However he has another way.

Traditionally it is thought that Kunna can not permanently improve an object . This is technically incorrect. What you can do with a Kunna is use it in the craft to manipulate the material in ways that let you produce a better object than you could have with tools and labor.

It is with that tibit of knowledge he places a hand on the seam between boards and takes a deep breath to concentrate. Slowly he fuses the planks together turning them into one solid oddly shaped board and attaching the handles to the back of the shield.

After that comes sawing the edges into a more circular shape he uses his smallest saw for this before having to finish the circular shape with a draw knife to get it smooth all the way around.

Once me he turns to his Kunna to shape the wood.

You see whether cutting meat or wood going along with the gain is easy, going against it is much harder. This creates a weak point in a shield, that you can with a good clean cut split the shield by cutting into the grain smoothly.

Obviously he can't have that, so he smooths out the edges of the shield while at the same time, slowly turning the grain so that the edge of the shield is always aganist the grain. He makes the grain of the wood a circle itself. So no matter where the blade comes from it is cutting aganist the grain.

He spins the shield in his hands repeating this deeper and deeper into the shield until eventually it has rings like that of a stump or log that shows the age of the tree.

He takes a deep breath and holds the shield in both hands as he stares at it deeply. Under his intense gaze it compresses slightly and small amounts of water drip out. His Kunna forcing the shield to squeeze like a sponge. He can't get much out of the already dried shield, but the less water the harder the wood, even the few handful of drops he can squeeze out makes it harder and more firm in his hands.

He is glad to sit once more as he takes up a brush and dips it into his stone cauldron of heated pine tar. He scrubs it into the wood, the bristles too soft to scratch the wood but enough to help him apply evenly and rub in the tar finish. He is generous with the tar having to soak the brush several more times to get both sides of the shield well.

With the shield made he has only one last detail to add.

One the handle which is meant for the hand he inscribes "Rekavidr" so that the warrior who wields it may remember that the fate of village is in their hands when they fight.

On the rear handle meant for the forearm he enscribes his own name. A promise that if they must trust in the strength of arms, they may trust in the strength of his arms.

"A fine piece" he mutters and places it to the side to start on another.
 
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Bjorn has be reborn as a Necromancy-empowered Gravity Tyrant, complete with metal as hell chains and spikes sticking out of his human corpse as he's used as a battery. I have dubbed him:

The ReBjorn Gravity Tyrant.
 
Okay I have "4 Quality Shields, which can survive many powerful blows without breaking" who wants one?
 
After some discussion on the discord—and also because I'd like to have a bit more control over how fast you level-up—it was determined that it is likely a good idea to stop rewarding omake after the end of the season.

On one hand I'm a bit sad at the loss of gainz, but on the other hand it will be nice to be able to write a single 1k+ word omake when I feel inspired instead of churning out 3 600+ words a turn like it's a part time job.
 
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