The Goat Grill Ha Ha Ha
AK510-37 Cool Summer End Week 1
[Charon Ruling, Shale Sleeping, Cycles Resting]
(Festival of The Orb: Charon - Craft, Combat and Feasts)
Moonday (Morning)
In new villages crops are watched, animals are tended and more buildings are constructed.
In established rural settlements the focus on relaxation and celebration of feasts
The feast continues long into the early hours of the monring.
Just after midnight, once the week of The Orb has begun, there is a shout from the gate.
"We are Reaves of Charon. It is the time of The Orb. We request food and shelter and a chance to fight!"
"I am a Vedic of Croi. You are welcome here Reaves of Charon. Eat and drink your fill. At dawn the will be fighting." Responds Vedic Tanner.
The gates are opened an 20 Ibixian Clerics march casually into the village with their great Charon axes in their hands.
Their leader introduces himself as Be'eh'eh'eh'ria'. Or Beria in common tongue.
He laughs at almost everything and is easily the most cheerful fighting machine they have ever met.
The Ibixians carve haunches of Baphen off the spit by throwing hand axes past it and into large 'cathing shields' held by their brothers on the other side.
They offer to build a Charon arena for the village by hewing stone with their axes.
While they do not are anything about logicstics or design they do insist that their stone hewing abilities are formiddable.
They sleep in the kobold built wooden Charon arena.
In the morning they insist that the Bel-War of Neart, a very hung-over Ethan Namer, join them in training at first light. Ethan wonders if he converts to Fileadh and becomes Cei-Liur Ethan Namer, will there be more time spent abed. An hour later they roust an equally hungover Bob Charmer from his bed to find them a dozen or so Baphen to fight. They asume that someone will help them carry the meat back to the village but don't bother to ask.
[Charon Ruling, Shale Sleeping, Cycles Resting]
(Festival of The Orb: Charon - Craft, Combat and Feasts)
Moonday (Morning)
In new villages crops are watched, animals are tended and more buildings are constructed.
In established rural settlements the focus on relaxation and celebration of feasts
The feast continues long into the early hours of the monring.
Just after midnight, once the week of The Orb has begun, there is a shout from the gate.
"We are Reaves of Charon. It is the time of The Orb. We request food and shelter and a chance to fight!"
"I am a Vedic of Croi. You are welcome here Reaves of Charon. Eat and drink your fill. At dawn the will be fighting." Responds Vedic Tanner.
The gates are opened an 20 Ibixian Clerics march casually into the village with their great Charon axes in their hands.
Their leader introduces himself as Be'eh'eh'eh'ria'. Or Beria in common tongue.
He laughs at almost everything and is easily the most cheerful fighting machine they have ever met.
The Ibixians carve haunches of Baphen off the spit by throwing hand axes past it and into large 'cathing shields' held by their brothers on the other side.
They offer to build a Charon arena for the village by hewing stone with their axes.
While they do not are anything about logicstics or design they do insist that their stone hewing abilities are formiddable.
They sleep in the kobold built wooden Charon arena.
In the morning they insist that the Bel-War of Neart, a very hung-over Ethan Namer, join them in training at first light. Ethan wonders if he converts to Fileadh and becomes Cei-Liur Ethan Namer, will there be more time spent abed. An hour later they roust an equally hungover Bob Charmer from his bed to find them a dozen or so Baphen to fight. They asume that someone will help them carry the meat back to the village but don't bother to ask.
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