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 Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 5:15 pm
 . biggrin aithes Isle:.
On the outset beaches of Provoka, hidden by a reef, is a small Isle. Found by Warwood before his bodily transfer, he set up shelter here to keep his goods and surveying tools in dispose for the Isle. Now the base of operations for Wickits and his quest, Warwood has set up a small meeting area inside the Isles shack.
Inside the shack is the basic headquarter setup: Rugs, couches, tables, two bedspreads and a small oven for cooking. Stored away in the corner are barrels of assorted food items, along with scrolls, books, and other odd objects. Among the walls and boarded windows are strange drawings and notes posted to remind the owner to do different tasks. The area is lighted by oil lamp and the place smells like wood with dead fish.
Welcome to the meeting area.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 6:42 pm
For some time now, Warwood had been looking for odd masks and ancient items of the sort. It was upon arriving on this Isle, that he found a slab that depicted a battle of two entities. He dwelled on the topic for awhile, and found that one of the entities heads had became a mask. He concealed this knowledge to himself for some time, until he found that its links lead him to Alantis and Provoka. Wickit, delighted by this, suggested that his orb could also be linked to the said mask. They met at the crossroads, all which can be viewed here.
With their plans put in place, Warwood sailed to his Isle, and awaited for the Captain to meet him there to discuss further their quest.
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Laid out on a table, where the two artifacts:
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:03 pm
The night was young and a small single sailed long boat could be seen with Wickit hanging off of the mast, stearing it along. Eventually he sees the island that Warwood pointed out on the map. With some craft wind and rope work me manages to pull right along side the shore side of the island and tie it in safety. Pulling out his little cane he hops out and begins walking up the the door.
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"Hello? Ah, there we are."
Wickit pushes his way into the shack and spots the man he was looking for.
"Hello Vincent."
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:10 pm
"Evening, Wickit. I see you have found my little coven with no trouble. Onto business, then."
Warwood motions to the slab on the table.
"What do you make of it?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:39 pm
"Hmm... a demon from the sea and a warrior from the moon. A battle that could represent the moons constant pull on the sea, visa versa. It's using some form of weapon to fight it off, and possibly the power from the moon itself. Have you translated any of these inscriptions?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:47 pm
"Well, I can make off some of the slabs main parts, but then it switches dialects. What I have come up with so far is this:
"He arose from the sea, the hellhound of the Moonlit Isle, to combat the Moonwalker, in a duel that the dreadnaught Samael would fine his loss. A staff of the sun shone down his skull, head separated from body. The Moonwalker acends, the corpse remains, and the tide of the Moonlit Isle turns to the dawn..."
It gets cutoff from there, but from what I can tell is that this is the battle in which Samael's head is cutoff. The location is not given, only that it is an Isle, and it has some relation to the moon..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:51 pm
"Very interesting. Well, the tides go a little crazy during the full moon, it'll be then when and if we can find that place. Who knows what will be there, on that Moonlit Isle. The remains of this creature might be helpful if we can find it. What we really need is a map..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:56 pm
"The creature itself was made into three object I know of. A mask, which is what I am persuing. A sword made from one of the bones from its arm, and a necklace that is said to have been destroyed in a fire. We still need a translator for the rest of the slab, and your orb. Once we get that, then we can contact a mapmaker."
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 8:58 pm
"hmm... I'm trying to think... who could translate this. I supose if I traveled back to that place... I might be able to find stones to help. But I'd rather use that as a last resort."
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:00 pm
"What place do you speak of?"
Warwood seated himself on one of the couches.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:06 pm
Wickit stayed standing, his eyes darting around. He pulled out a map.
"I'm talking about one of the last traces of Atlantis known. A forest, leading into a town, leading into a long series of caves. That's where I became the person you used to see all of the time."
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:18 pm
"I suppose we should venture there. What do you reccomend?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:23 pm
"Well, if we do I say we go prepared. I wasn't last time, you'll see things in that place, mark my words. It'll be risking alot going, but I bet you we could get what we needed translated. Theres quite a bit of graffitti here and there that we might actually get some use out of. But once again as a warning, I've been through alot, but nothing like that journey.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:25 pm
"I understand. Your logs were convincing enough. Do you suppose we should take one of the scrolls we got from our last raid?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:35 pm
"It could be useful. I'll have to look them over. If there is anything that has to do with veils on enchantments though, we're going to need it. Purhapse later, during day light, I'll tell you some of the things that happend."
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