From: ernar@dit.upm.es (Jorge F. Delgado Mendoza)
Subject: STORY: The rescue of the halfling (part 1)
Followup-To: rec.games.frp.misc
Organization: UUES, Asociacion de Usuarios de UNIX, Spain
Date: Sun, 24 Jan 1993 23:05:40 GMT


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 ****     Halflings Rescue, a mighty adventure :)  (by A.  Cancer)        ****
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  (c): Of course you can enjoy it and do what you like, just, dont sell
       it, or otherwhise profit from it in a $$$$ way .


 Let me introduce you the fine characters of this mighty adventure, they come
from another plane, (from one of those in which magic is more or less common)
and, upon arriving to this plane they established in a small village, quite
far from any other inhabited land. They have grown quite popular due to
their excelent skills, and thier peculiarity.(After all they are in a 
place where humans range from 1.50m to 1.70 and elves 1.20-1.50, you know
those AD&D elves, and the humans of the party are numenorean-like in height
and the Elves of the party are Tolkien-like , you know, those 1.90-2.00
basket-players :)

  THE PARTY (again):

Julobayo:  6th/6th level grugach Druid/Thief                         (N)
Tel Turistyar Tjalve (ok! that's me!!): 6th/5th level high elf F/M-U (N-E)
Arentino Scaramanga : 6th/5th level human Thief/M-User               (C-N)
    		(yups we allow human multi-classing here)
Alf-Con : 5th/6th level gray elf fighter/M-User			     (C-N)
Richard von Kampfkait : 5th/4th level human Thief/Fighter            (N)
Erendor :	5th   level gray elf fighter                         (C-N)
Melgar  :       6th   level human ranger                             (N-G)
Gwendir :  7th level gray elf mage				     (N-G)
Ar-Nir-Im :(the master's character, you know from time to time i
		love to make my players DM a bit :)
		6th level human Cleric				     (L-G) ;)


Lets have a brief insight of the characters, and a briefing of their
status. Julobayo is a `tree lover', his only real friends in the group
are Melgar,(the ranger), for obvious reasons, and extrangely Richard .
Tjalve (my usual character) is an `autist' character, when he became
part of the group, he was Ch-G, but a extremely powerful sword that
he carries, influences him, thus making him NE, although he still
is friend of the rest of the group, he's got little problems with Im
because of this but then, nobody's perfect :). Melgar, the ranger, is
a nice guy, straightforward and quite inteligent, friend of all.
Arentino meets the group in this adventure, he is a bit overchaotic
and very selfish. Gwendir, his nickname 'the historian' briefs quite
well his behaviour, he seldom speaks, seldom acts, and seldom appears there.
Richard is a bit of an odd guy, his 1.90 cm makes him a powerful human,
but he is a bit strange because the katana and the wakizashi he carries
(In fact the Katana is another powerful artifact but then they dont have
to know it :) he is the typical occidental, dont be misguided.
Erendor comes from middle Earth, he entered a reflecting pool in a dungeon
and appeared in the world of the rest of the characters, this made him a bit
shy at first but his melee power has made him a place of his own right in the
group .
And at last Alf-Con, well he is the least typical elf i have met, he wants
the biggest armor, the biggest weapons, the ....(well imagine a 1.95
bear-less dwarf, and you'll have his typical attitude)


OK now, the Background. 

In their original world, Haven, they had many adventures, (they met other
characters of my games in the realm, they were powerful ones 18+ and the
heads of the kingdom. Eventually they killed Geryon, upsetting the
balance of chaos & law (the 18+ i mean) ) and in one of the
adventures, they happened across a strange sword, Tjalve got it and then
strange things happened ending with the appearance of Demogorgon in the
plane, the powerful characters mantained his presence in an impasse, until
they devised a plan to thwart the Demon's plans by teleporting the party
to another plane of existence.
In this new plane, magic is scarce, the typical powerful M-User is
3rd level and clerics dont exist (Druids do but then who has seen one?).
So in this hostile environment they settled as nice elements of society
doing various works at the smithy, the tavern... they even created 
an school (the patrons of the place are still wondering what is an school
for :)


Ok, now, the action:


18:45 pm  day of thunder, 3rd month of Ethereality, tavern of the Grey Griffon
Location: Solace (yes, a bit of krynn here :( ).

As usual our fellows are having their weekly meeting at the tavern, having
blue wine(the elves), spiced wine(some elves and humans) and beer (the rest).
(all but our dear Alf-Con who is drying a barrel of strong ale by himslef).
Conversation deals with a very usual topic, How the bl**dy hell are we going
back to our own plane!!!!, (now you know why they are alone and none from their
local friends join them in these special occasions).

Gwendir is looking at a book of his, seemingly not noticing his fellows,
tjalve is sipping his blue wine, making awful faces, because he is now
contemplating Alf-Con.
Erendor is looking at Im with a lovely look in his eyes (he is subject to
the curse of a ring of first love, and now he is absolutely in love
with Im, this love is platonic because of Im's sexual preferences :).
Alf-Con is gufawing loudly, and mumbling about a space warp without
letting the rest of them speak, while he takes huge gulps from his 
enormous tankard. 
Julobayo is looking dreamily at the way the trees grow in this place, and
finaly Richard is trying ,unsucessfuly, to silence Alf-Con.
Melgar is trying to look interested in the subject while drinking his beer
contentedly.
Im is dicusing with the air the various ways of trying to convert the
people of the village to the god of war (the ONLY god if you listen to him
just a second), trying not to get killed in the process (you know
these people hate anything that smacks of goodhood).


In the meanwhile a red robed man (yes we use the standard red/black/white tunic
routine of krynn, note that our characters dont wear any, in fact they dont 
even know about it) enters the room, and sits in a well apart table. His face
has an anxious look, that occasionally wanders towards the strange (and noisy)
group assembled in the middle of the room.

 After a while he seems to have made up his mind, and stands up, beginning
to approach the party, who is still discusing about nondescrip subjects.
As no one is noticing him, he mimicks a cough, as no one notices him either,
he fakes a huge cough (almost a roar), and suddenly, everything is silent.

 Alf is the first to react, asking him politely:
 'Why the hell are you trying to bother us!!!'

 The rest of the group makes mufled grunts of agreement, while Erendor
tries to shut his mouth.
Erendor:'Don't pay him any atention, here, why dont you sit with us, and have
	 a beer'
The stranger:' Thank you very much ' (while he throws a hateful look towards
	the pouting Alf)

Tjalve:(in his usual practical manner) ' What do you want, dear fellow?'

The Stranger introduces himself as Nailuj member of the magic tower of 
Rodner, and he starts talking,
'My dear young apprentice, Hugemouth largefeet, has been kidnapped, I
am following the trail of his captors, but i fear i lack the strength to
face them. Seems they have hidden in a cave that lies to the west of the
village, about three days march, beyond the forest.'

Erendor:' Yeah, but what do we get out of all this' (notice the friendly
 approach of the travelled adventurer.)

Nailuj:'Well, what about a thousand gold pieces for rescuing him?'

Alf-Con:'Only a thousand!!! but what do you think we aregrmfblgd'
Gwendir:' Dear friend what were you saying?'
Nailuj:'Well money is not really a problem for me, the love i have for this
 young halfling is more than any treasure in the world, whats your counter
 offer?'

Tjalve:'Ok, considering that one of those ***** halflings is the business
  lets make it 1500 and we are your people.'

Nailuj:'I agree, lets make it one and a half thousand pieces, half now and the
 rest when you have rescued him, i will be around here, but (he implores)
 be fast, his life may be in peril.'

Then the stranger stands and dissapears through the door while the rest of
the group tries to finish Alf-Con's complains about the poor of the
reward.

Im:'I'm very sorry my friends but it will be impossible to go with you in this
 trip, i have pressing business to attend'

Julobayo:' oh we are very sorry about it' (while he makes calculations about
 the extra cash this desertion will represent)

The others of the group make similar comments, and you could see them
rubbing their hands. (obviously in deep pain ).

All but Erendor, his face has gone pale, and he rises, almost making all the
beers fall, 'No!' he cries,' please come with us, we need you!!'

Im manages to get out of his bear hug, while saying,'Please Erendor, dont
be such a prude, You will be back soon, there is plenty of time!!!'

The rest of the group are managing to cover true gales of laughter, in an
absolutely unsucessful way. (mmfjijijijimff)

 
 
END OF PART I


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