Reviera arrives upon the elven longship’s moonlit deck as the barbarian chieftain stands before a silver crown suspended above an empty stone cradle.
The crown turns slowly, shedding pale sparks. Each time the chieftain reaches toward it, an unseen force rejects his hand and makes the mast shudder.
Barbarian Chieftain
By oath and blood, I claim the crown. Name the power that denies me.
A deep groan rolls through the hull. Ancient runes awaken along the deck, their blue fire crawling toward the chieftain’s boots like roots seeking buried water.
Barbarian Chieftain
No. Those marks were sealed before my grandfather’s reign.
The assembled clans recoil, then turn on him as one. Spears lower, cloaks whip in the salt wind, and whispers sharpen into accusations of forbidden lineage.
Barbarian Chieftain
Stand down! I am your chieftain. Whoever wakes this ship serves a darker purpose than mine.
✓ Quest Accepted
Reveal the bloodline secret awakening the longship
✓ Quest Accepted
Find the true heir
“I study the awakened runes for signs of the true heir.”
FAILURE (Great Perception, rolled -1)
Reviera steps nearer the glowing runes, studying their spacing, age, and the faint breaks where salt and time have worn the deck smooth.
Reviera
The outer marks name a bloodline, but the center has been deliberately erased.
His gaze follows the blue fire toward the chieftain’s boots. The symbols shift beneath his attention, rearranging into interlocking crowns before any lineage can be read.
Barbarian Chieftain
What do you see, elf? Speak plainly. These marks answer neither my hand nor my name.
When Reviera traces the pattern with his eyes again, the runes flare white and seal themselves beneath a thin crust of frost. The clue is lost, but the deck groans hard.
Barbarian Chieftain
The ship rejects the question itself. No one touches that crown until we know what truth lies buried below us.
The clans fall silent. The silver crown descends a handspan toward the empty cradle, while a new ring of runes ignites around its base, marking the chieftain’s claim as unproven.
“I study the awakened runes for signs of the true heir.”
SUCCESS (Great Perception, rolled +1)
Reviera studies the awakened ring without touching it, tracking each crown-shaped junction as frost retreats from the oldest grooves.
Reviera
The erased bloodline is not beneath the crown. It is carried in the crown's reflection.
He shifts his angle. The silver circlet casts no shadow, but its pale reflection settles across the chieftain's clasp, revealing a hidden sigil: a broken sun enclosed by three waves.
Barbarian Chieftain
That mark belongs to the first kings of the tide clans. Their line ended generations ago.
The runes answer with a low, resonant hum. One narrow line of blue fire leaves the cradle and traces the chieftain's shadow, stopping at his feet.
Barbarian Chieftain
Then the old line did not end. It was hidden, and this ship has named me its surviving heir.
Around the deck, lowered spears rise no higher, but the clans' accusing whispers falter. The silver crown steadies above the cradle, awaiting the chieftain's accepted claim.
Quest Complete
Reveal the bloodline secret awakening the longship
Attribute Upgrade: Perception Great→Superb
Quest Complete
Find the true heir
Attribute Upgrade: Perception Superb→Legendary
“Congratulations my lord, how shall we proceed?”
FAILURE (Good Willpower, rolled -2)
“Congratulations my lord, how shall we proceed?”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +4)
Reviera
Congratulations, my lord. How shall we proceed?
The chieftain turns from the crown to Reviera. The accusation drains from his face, replaced by the hard focus of a ruler suddenly given a kingdom's burden.
Barbarian Chieftain
First, we secure this longship under my claim. Then we learn why the crown chose a hidden heir.
He raises his hand, palm outward. The clans lower their spears and kneel in widening ranks as the blue line around his shadow closes into a perfect seal.
Barbarian Chieftain
By the first tide and the three-waved sun, I claim this vessel and its passage. Let every clan witness and obey.
The crown settles into the empty cradle without resistance. Silver light races through the mast and rigging, binding the longship to his oath; its sails unfurl toward a northern inlet marked on no chart.
Barbarian Chieftain
There is our answer, elf. The ship remembers a road beyond the ice. We sail when the tide turns.
✓ Quest Accepted
Discover why the crown chose the hidden heir
“How many troop do we have for the venture? We're sailing into an unknown.”
Reviera
How many troops do we have for the venture? We are sailing into the unknown.
The chieftain surveys the kneeling clans, then gestures toward the longship’s crowded benches and the warriors gathered beneath the unfurled sails.
Barbarian Chieftain
Forty-two sworn warriors aboard this vessel, with twelve archers, six shield-bearers, and four tide-seers among them.
He points to the nearest boats, where clan banners lift in the cold wind. Their crews wait beneath them, ready to follow the newly claimed flagship.
Barbarian Chieftain
Three lesser ships can join us, carrying thirty more fighters and enough provisions for a month. We will not sail blind or lightly guarded.
The crown shines within its cradle as the tide begins to turn. Across the deck, captains move to organize the vessels and count every spear.
Barbarian Chieftain
In all, seventy-two warriors and their crews will answer my banner. When the northern passage opens, we sail together.
“How many women amongst them? Can they hunt as well?”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +2)
Reviera
How many women are among them? Can they hunt as well?
The chieftain studies the clustered crews, weighing not only the warriors beneath his banner but the hands that keep a fleet fed and alive.
Barbarian Chieftain
Twenty-six women stand among the sworn warriors and ship crews. Nine bear shields or bows, and several more serve as healers, fishers, and sail-menders.
He signals toward the smaller vessels. Along their rails, women check bowstrings, sort coils of rope, and watch the dark water for signs of shoals.
Barbarian Chieftain
Yes, they hunt. Four of our twelve archers are women, and the tide-seers know the northern forests, marshes, and frozen shorelines.
Barbarian Chieftain
Once ashore, every capable hand may track game, gather roots, or bring down prey. We will need hunters more than boastful swords.
A few women among the crews glance toward Reviera, calm and unsmiling, while the captains continue assigning hunters to each ship before the tide carries them north.
“Very well, how shall we proceed? Do we have a location as to where we're landing and searching for answers?”
FAILURE (Great Reasoning, rolled -2)
“Very well, how shall we proceed? Do we have a location as to where we're landing and searching for answers?”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +1)
Reviera
Very well. How shall we proceed? Do we have a location where we will land and search for answers?
The chieftain nods toward the crown. Its silver light spills across the deck, gathering into a wavering map of icebound waters and black mountains.
Barbarian Chieftain
We land at the Hollow Fjord, where the northern passage ends beneath the Three-Toothed Peak. The crown has marked it clearly.
A narrow inlet brightens on the phantom map. Beyond it, pale symbols form a broken circle around a stone shape buried beneath snow.
Barbarian Chieftain
The tide-seers will sound the shore, hunters will secure food and trails, and shield-bearers will guard the landing. Then we follow the crown’s sign inland.
Barbarian Chieftain
Our first answers lie beneath the peak, in whatever shrine or tomb carries the same broken sun and three waves.
The map fixes the landing place in every captain’s sight before fading from the air. Orders spread across the ships, and the fleet turns toward the northern dark.
✓ Quest Accepted
Reach the Hollow Fjord
“How much time do we have before we make landfall? Do we have time for relaxation? Or do you need me elsewhere?”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +2)
Reviera
How much time do we have before landfall? Is there time for relaxation, or do you need me elsewhere?
The chieftain glances toward the dark horizon, where the fleet cuts north beneath taut sails. The crown’s glow pulses softly with the turning tide.
Barbarian Chieftain
Two days, if the wind holds. The Hollow Fjord lies beyond tomorrow’s night watch, and no omen demands haste before then.
He gestures toward the upper deck, where empty benches sit beside coils of rope and sheltered braziers. The captains continue their preparations without calling for Reviera.
Barbarian Chieftain
You are not needed elsewhere at present. Rest, eat, or train as you please. I will summon you if the tide-seers find danger.
Barbarian Chieftain
At the next sunset, join me in the chart cabin. We will study the shrine’s symbols and decide how best to approach the peak.
A warm meal is carried past toward the officers’ quarters, while the northern sea rolls steadily beneath the hull. For now, the voyage grants Reviera two quiet days.
“Chieftain, can you point me to your most energetic female soldiers? Ide like to train and mingle.”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +2)
Reviera
Chieftain, can you point me to your most energetic female soldiers? I would like to train and mingle.
The chieftain’s stern face eases into approval. He turns toward the open deck, where several women are hauling rope, checking bows, and sparring beside the mast.
Barbarian Chieftain
A sound request. Seek the shield-bearer by the forward rail, the archer tightening that red-fletched bow, and the healer wrestling with that stubborn coil.
He raises two fingers. The three women finish their tasks and approach, carrying the brisk confidence of sailors accustomed to cold water, hard weather, and harder work.
Barbarian Chieftain
These are among our liveliest hands. Train with them, share the deck, and learn their strengths. They will expect effort, not ceremony.
The shield-bearer plants her practice shield against the rail, while the archer rolls her shoulders and the healer clears a space between the braziers and coiled lines.
Barbarian Chieftain
There you are, Reviera. Your company is accepted. Begin however you please, and let the voyage grow less dull.
“Which of the 3 aren't married? I'm sorry for my blunt question, I cannot lie, I seek to settle, and I won't bed a married women.”
FAILURE (Good Willpower, rolled -2)
“Which of the 3 aren't married? I'm sorry for my blunt question, I cannot lie, I seek to settle, and I won't bed a married women.”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +1)
Reviera
Which of the three are unmarried? Forgive my bluntness. I cannot lie, and I will not pursue a married woman.
The question stills the deck for a breath. The chieftain lifts one brow, while the three women exchange glances without embarrassment or offense.
Kaela
I am unmarried. My shield and this fleet have claimed most of my attention.
Taryn
So am I. No husband waits in any harbor for my return.
Maelis
Married, and happily so. Your honesty is welcome, but your interest must remain respectful.
The chieftain gives a low approving grunt. Around them, rope creaks and waves strike the hull, leaving the answer plain before training resumes.
Barbarian Chieftain
There is your answer, Reviera. The shield-bearer and archer are free to choose their company; the healer is not.
“Thank you sir. ~bows~ now ladies, whome shall I help first and with what?”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +4)
Reviera
Thank you, sir.
Reviera bows politely to the chieftain, then turns toward the three women as the fleet’s rigging creaks overhead and cold spray glitters beyond the rail.
Reviera
Ladies, whom shall I help first, and with what?
Kaela
Me, then. Take the far end of this practice shield and help me test its balance. Afterward, I will show you the fleet’s armory.
She offers him the shield’s opposite grip. Its rim is reinforced with pale whale-bone, and several weapon racks stand open nearby, ready for inspection.
Taryn
When you finish, help me sort these shafts by length and weight. I will teach you which northern feathers keep true in crosswinds.
Maelis
And bring me any torn bandages you find. The shield-bearer’s route through the armory passes our stores, so you can serve all three tasks without wasting a step.
“Complete each task with grace and efficiency. Anything else ladies?”
FAILURE (Great Agility, rolled -3)
“Complete each task with grace and efficiency. Anything else ladies?”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +1)
Reviera
I will handle each task in turn. Anything else, ladies?
Reviera steadies the practice shield, adjusting his grip until its whale-bone rim balances cleanly. He carries it through the armory, returning each weapon to its proper rack and gathering every torn bandage for the healer.
Kaela
Efficient and graceful. The shield sits naturally in your hands, and you noticed the armory’s loose straps before I did.
At the archer’s station, Reviera sorts the shafts by length and weight without mixing the red-fletched hunting arrows with the shorter practice set. The bundles stand ready for inspection.
Taryn
Good. These longer shafts will hold their line across open water, while the lighter ones answer better in the forest. You learn quickly.
Maelis
You brought every torn bandage, neatly folded besides. No further task comes to mind, unless you would like to join us for a practice bout.
“With pleasure, I shall join you in your practice. Should be both enlightening and fun.”
SUCCESS (Poor Melee Weapons, rolled +3)
Reviera
With pleasure, I shall join you in your practice. It should be both enlightening and fun.
The healer clears a space beside the braziers and takes up a padded staff. Reviera enters the bout lightly, matching her measured footwork as the ship rolls beneath them.
Maelis
Then let us test awareness before strength. Watch my shoulders, not the weapon.
Her first feint draws no opening. Reviera turns with it, redirects the padded staff, and touches her shoulder cleanly before settling back without disturbing the nearby bandages.
Maelis
Excellent. You read the motion before it became a strike. With that balance, you could help guard our wounded during a landing.
The shield-bearer and archer pause to watch. The healer then reveals a concealed compartment beneath the practice mat, containing rare frostleaf salve reserved for serious injuries.
Maelis
You have earned knowledge of this reserve. Tell no one beyond the chieftain, and I will teach you its proper use before we reach the fjord.
“Understand, not even the spirits shall get it from me.”
FAILURE (Good Willpower, rolled -1)
“Understand, not even the spirits shall get it from me.”
FAILURE (Good Willpower, rolled -1)
Reviera
Understood. Not even the spirits shall get it from me.
As Reviera speaks, the frostleaf salve gives a faint blue pulse beneath the mat. A whisper rises from the compartment, carrying his words through the ship’s ancient timbers.
Maelis
There. The reserve heard you, and the longship heard it after. This secret cannot remain wholly yours.
The healer closes the compartment, but the pulse leaves a thin frost mark on the mat: three leaves arranged around a narrow doorway.
Maelis
Still, your vow has awakened the old ward. That sign marks a hidden dispensary somewhere aboard this vessel, older than my marriage and untouched by our stores.
Maelis
We cannot trust silence alone now. Help me find that doorway, and perhaps the ship will teach us how to shield the reserve from listening spirits.
“Understand, not even the spirits shall get it from me.”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +1)
The frost mark dims beneath the healer’s palm. The whispering timbers fall silent, and the blue pulse withdraws into the sealed compartment without carrying the salve’s location farther.
Maelis
It accepted your vow as a warding promise. The spirits may hear the words, but they will not learn what rests beneath this mat.
The three leaves on the frost mark rotate, their stems aligning toward the rear of the ship. A cold draft slips through the deck planks.
Kaela
That draft was not here before. If the sign points below, we should search before the tide changes and the ship shifts its passages.
Taryn
I will watch the corridor. Old vessels hide doors behind carvings, loose boards, and anything that draws the eye too strongly.
The healer lifts the mat and follows the frost-marked direction toward the stern. Beneath a row of faded wave carvings, one plank bears three fresh leaves of ice.
Maelis
There is the doorway. Reviera, stand with us, and let the longship decide whether this secret may be opened.
“I stand firm yet wide eyed with excitement. Curious and enthralled by the secrets beneath.”
Reviera stands firm beside the healer, eyes wide as the frost leaves brighten. The cold draft curls around his boots, carrying the scent of salt, cedar, and ancient stone.
Reviera
The ice leaves point toward a passage hidden inside the ship.
Maelis
Good. Wonder is useful here, provided it does not become haste. The ward recognizes your presence and offers no resistance.
She presses her palm beneath the three frozen leaves. The carved plank gives a soft chime, and pale lines spread outward like roots through the faded waves.
Kaela
The ship is opening for us. Reviera, keep watch on the markings and tell us if their pattern changes.
The plank folds inward without splintering, revealing narrow stairs descending through blue darkness. Shelves of sealed jars glimmer below, untouched by dust or time.
Taryn
A hidden dispensary, just as the old sign promised. Let us see what healing secrets the first tide clans left behind.
✓ Quest Accepted
Safeguard the longship from the hidden dispensary’s ward
− Scene Quest Removed
Reach the Hollow Fjord
“Watching for any changes in the marks warned about, shall we proceed ladies?”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
“Watching for any changes in the marks warned about, shall we proceed ladies?”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera
Watching for any changes in the marks warned about, shall we proceed, ladies?
Reviera keeps his eyes on the frozen leaves and surrounding carvings as he descends. Their stems turn in unison, maintaining the path while blue light ripples across each stair.
Maelis
Proceed, then. Your vigilance steadies the ward. Nothing has changed without showing itself to you.
The three women follow him into the dispensary. Sealed jars line the stone shelves, holding luminous herbs, amber powders, and clear vials marked with tide-clan sigils.
Taryn
The marks are guiding us toward that central table. See how the leaves brighten whenever Reviera looks that way?
At the room’s center, a shallow basin rises from the floor. The ward settles around it, revealing a silver key beneath crystal-clear water and leaving the passage safely open behind them.
Kaela
A key in a healing chamber. Whatever it opens, the first tide clans considered it worth guarding.
“Watching for any changes in the marks warned about, shall we proceed ladies?”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +3)
Reviera advances around the basin, watching every frozen leaf and tide-clan sigil. The marks turn smoothly beneath his gaze, revealing no trap or hostile change.
Maelis
The ward accepts our passage. Keep your eyes on the leaves, and I will examine the vessels without disturbing their seals.
As Reviera reaches the basin, the silver key rises through the clear water and settles across his open path. Its bow bears the same broken sun and three waves.
Taryn
It has chosen him as its guide. Look there, beneath the table: the ward has uncovered a second stair.
A panel withdraws from the rear wall, exposing a dry stairway descending toward a muted golden glow. The key’s teeth align with a small lock beside it.
Kaela
We have the key and a clear route below. Reviera, whatever this dispensary guarded, its makers expected someone like you to continue.
Maelis
The old ward is not merely protecting medicine. It is recognizing a successor.
“Interesting, I have little to no ties to your people's, yet it opens to me, while I am curious, let's proceed with caution. ~continuing to watch the leaves shape~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
“Interesting, I have little to no ties to your people's, yet it opens to me, while I am curious, let's proceed with caution. ~continuing to watch the leaves shape~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera
I have little to no tie to your people, yet the ward opens for me. I am curious, but we should proceed with caution.
Reviera keeps his gaze on the frozen leaves as he advances toward the stair. Their stems reshape beneath his attention, each turn revealing the safe edges of the passage.
Maelis
Caution, then. You have the key, and the ward has granted you passage. I will remain close behind.
He descends one stair at a time. The leaves continue shaping themselves along the walls, their pale glow marking every sound stone and sealed alcove.
Taryn
Nothing shifts beyond what Reviera watches. The ward truly follows his sight, not his blood or clan.
At the stair’s foot, the golden glow gathers into a circular chamber lined with empty medicine niches. The silver key warms in Reviera’s hand, and a lock appears in the central wall.
Kaela
There is the next seal. Whatever waits beyond it, we can see the ward’s pattern clearly and retreat by the same guarded path.
“Interesting, I have little to no ties to your people's, yet it opens to me, while I am curious, let's proceed with caution. ~continuing to watch the leaves shape~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera advances toward the central wall, keeping the silver key steady while he watches every frozen leaf. Their stems reshape in response to his gaze, outlining a safe route around the chamber.
Maelis
There. The ward has accepted your caution. No mark changes without revealing the stone it guards.
The leaves settle into a complete circle around the lock. Golden light fills the medicine niches, and hidden inscriptions emerge between them, written in the tide-clans’ oldest script.
Taryn
Those inscriptions name a keeper, not a blood heir. The ward was made to follow judgment and sight.
The silver key fits the lock without resistance. When Reviera turns it, the central wall opens inward, revealing a vaulted archive where crystal vessels hang above a stone altar.
Kaela
The path is open, and the leaves still guard our retreat. Let us inspect the altar before anyone touches those vessels.
Maelis
Agreed. Reviera, keep watching the ward. If this chamber chose you as its guide, it may show us what the first healers feared.
“Interesting, I have little to no ties to your people's, yet it opens to me, while I am curious, let's proceed with caution. ~continuing to watch the leaves shape~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera
I have little tie to your people, yet the ward opens for me. I am curious, but we should proceed with caution.
Reviera advances into the archive while keeping his attention on the frozen leaves. Their stems reshape beneath his gaze, outlining the altar, the hanging vessels, and a clear retreat to the open passage.
Maelis
The ward follows your sight without resistance. Every safe surface reveals itself before we touch it.
The crystal vessels sway soundlessly above the altar, each containing a suspended sprig, seed, or pale fragment of mineral. None bears a broken seal.
Taryn
The altar’s inscription is clearer now. It speaks of a keeper who must judge what may be taken, and what must remain for those yet to come.
As Reviera continues watching, the leaves form a second circle around a shallow stone bowl on the altar. Golden letters appear within it, naming the chamber a refuge for healers during the first northern wars.
Kaela
Then this place guarded medicine, not treasure. We should learn which vessel the ward permits us to claim.
“Alright ladies, we search for inscriptions, touch nothing read everything, only then shall we retrieve only what's needed. Make note, it's better to be prepared for the unexpected. Let's use moderation in all things.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
“Alright ladies, we search for inscriptions, touch nothing read everything, only then shall we retrieve only what's needed. Make note, it's better to be prepared for the unexpected. Let's use moderation in all things.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera
All right, ladies. We search for inscriptions, touch nothing, read everything, and retrieve only what is needed. Make note of it all. Preparation is better than surprise, and moderation serves us best.
Reviera leads the search with his gaze, following the frozen leaves across the altar, vessels, and walls. The women read each inscription aloud while the ward records their order in pale gold.
Maelis
This vessel holds frostleaf concentrate for deep wounds and severe chills. The inscription permits one measure for a keeper’s immediate work, never the whole reserve.
Beneath the bowl, further writing names amberroot powder for fever and a moonstone shard for cleansing tainted water. A final passage warns that abundance invites decay.
Taryn
I have marked the warnings and locations. The archive’s gifts are measured for a journey, not gathered for pride or panic.
Kaela
Then we take only the frostleaf measure and amberroot pouch. Both answer dangers we may face at the fjord, while the rest remains protected.
The healer opens two seals only after Reviera confirms the inscriptions. She retrieves one frostleaf vial and a small amberroot pouch, then reseals the vessels; the ward dims in approval.
+ New Item Acquired
Frostleaf vial
+ New Item Acquired
Amberroot pouch
“Alright ladies, we search for inscriptions, touch nothing read everything, only then shall we retrieve only what's needed. Make note, it's better to be prepared for the unexpected. Let's use moderation. things.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled -1)
“Alright ladies, we search for inscriptions, touch nothing read everything, only then shall we retrieve only what's needed. Make note, it's better to be prepared for the unexpected. Let's use moderation. things.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +1)
The healer seals the frostleaf vial and amberroot pouch beneath fresh wax. Pale gold script records each removal, while the remaining vessels settle into silence.
Maelis
The archive accepts moderation. One measure for immediate need, one pouch for preparation, and nothing more disturbed.
The archer copies the inscriptions onto a strip of treated cloth, noting the vessel marks, warnings, and the stone altar’s refuge oath.
Taryn
Every entry is marked. If the fjord brings fever, taint, or bitter cold, we will know where to turn and what not to waste.
The shield-bearer checks the clear route through the archive and back to the dispensary. The frozen leaves preserve each safe foothold beneath their pale glow.
Kaela
Prepared, supplied, and still welcome. We should return these notes to the chieftain before the next watch, then secure the medicines.
As the women gather their records, a final inscription appears beneath the altar bowl: the keeper may consult the archive again when the broken sun faces north.
“What does this mean? "When the broken sun faces north"?”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera
What does this mean? When the broken sun faces north?
Reviera turns the copied cloth toward the northern passage. The broken-sun mark on the silver key catches the golden light, its split edge aligning with the direction of the fjord.
Maelis
It is not a date, but a condition. When the broken sun points north, the archive may be consulted again without disturbing its reserve.
The archer compares the inscription with the tide-clan symbols on her notes. A small northward arrow, hidden beneath the altar bowl, becomes visible beside the broken sun.
Taryn
The sign likely turns with the crown’s chosen road. At the Hollow Fjord, the northern peak may reveal whether the sun has reached its proper face.
Kaela
Then the archive is tied to our voyage. We should report that the medicine chamber may open its deeper counsel once the crown’s path points north.
The golden script answers with a final line: the keeper may ask one question beneath the north-facing sign. The silver key grows warm, confirming the meaning.
“Interesting, like a sun dial, we should make a smaller one to keep track of it. This will be important. We won't be able to reenter until then. Are we finished? We have what we need?”
FAILURE (Great Reasoning, rolled -2)
“Interesting, like a sun dial, we should make a smaller one to keep track of it. This will be important. We won't be able to reenter until then. Are we finished? We have what we need?”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +1)
Reviera
Interesting, like a sun dial. We should make a smaller one to track when the broken sun faces north. This will be important. Are we finished, and do we have what we need?
Reviera studies the altar’s northward arrow, then measures its angle against the silver key and the chamber’s golden light. The frozen leaves remain still.
Taryn
We can mark a small dial on this treated cloth, using the arrow as its fixed north point. I have charcoal, cord, and a thin piece of slate.
Maelis
We have what the journey requires: one frostleaf vial, one amberroot pouch, and the archive’s instructions. Nothing necessary remains unclaimed.
The archer lays the cloth beside the altar and copies the broken sun, dividing its rim into turning positions. The silver key’s shadow provides the first mark.
Kaela
The tracker is made. We can compare its shadow with the northern arrow at each watch, then report the proper alignment to the chieftain.
Maelis
Yes, we are finished here. The medicines are secured, the records are complete, and the archive will remain undisturbed until the sign faces north.
“Very well ladies, let's head back. Ide also like to get your names as we leave. ~ward, may I reference you as index?~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera
Very well, ladies, let us head back. I would also like your names before we leave. Ward, may I reference you as Index?
Reviera gathers the treated cloth and silver key while the women secure the medicines. The frozen leaves reform along the floor, marking their safe route upward.
Kaela
You may call me Kaela. Index suits the ward, if it accepts names at all.
Taryn
I am Taryn. Keep the dial close, Reviera. It may tell us when the archive is ready to answer.
Maelis
Maelis. And yes, Index is clear enough for our records. It will distinguish this ward from every other spirit aboard.
At the name, the silver key gives a quiet chime. The frozen leaves arrange themselves into a narrow index mark, then guide the four companions through the dispensary.
Maelis
Index, then. Let us return to the chieftain with our medicines, our notes, and one more secret the ship has chosen to preserve.
+ New Item Acquired
Treated cloth
+ New Item Acquired
Silver key
“Very well ladies, let's head back. Ide also like to get your names as we leave. ~ward, may I call you as index?~”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +1)
The frozen leaves lead Reviera, Kaela, Taryn, and Maelis up through the dispensary. Behind them, the hidden door folds shut, leaving only three faint leaves in the carved plank.
Maelis
Index accepted the name. The ward recorded it beside the medicines, the copied warnings, and the keeper’s oath.
At the dispensary entrance, the blue wardlight gathers around the silver key and treated cloth. A narrow line of frost points upward toward the main deck.
Taryn
That mark is new. Index is not merely guiding us now. It is directing us back to someone who must hear the archive’s message.
Kaela
The chieftain, then. We should deliver the medicines ourselves and explain why the northern sign may matter before landfall.
The companions emerge beneath the moonlit rigging with the vial, pouch, notes, and dial secured. Above, the crown’s silver glow turns faintly toward the north.
Maelis
Come, Reviera. Let us find the chieftain and learn whether his crown recognizes Index as readily as this ship does.
✓ Quest Accepted
Deliver the archive’s message to the chieftain
Quest Complete
Safeguard the longship from the hidden dispensary’s ward
Skill Upgrade: Magic Poor→Mediocre
“Alright ladies, let's speak with the chieftain, he'll need all the information we've pieced together thus far, we can then make ready for the next days duties.”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +3)
Reviera
Ladies, let us speak with the chieftain. He needs everything we have learned, and afterward we can prepare for the next days’ duties.
They cross the moonlit deck together. The crown’s glow bends toward them, and its light briefly touches the silver key, treated cloth, medicines, and northward dial.
Barbarian Chieftain
You return with more than supplies. Tell me what the ship revealed, and leave nothing important beneath the deck.
Before the chieftain, Maelis presents the sealed frostleaf vial and amberroot pouch. Taryn unfolds the archive notes while Kaela explains the ward’s keeper’s oath.
Maelis
The hidden archive recognizes judgment, not blood. It permits only measured use, and it will answer one question when the broken sun faces north.
Barbarian Chieftain
Then Index has given us medicine, a warning, and counsel for the fjord. You four will keep the dial and oversee these supplies until landfall.
The crown answers with a clear chime, and a second northward mark appears upon the dial. The chieftain immediately orders the watch schedule adjusted around its readings.
✓ Quest Accepted
Prepare the longship for the northern passage
Quest Complete
Deliver the archive’s message to the chieftain
“Chieftain, what do you need of me? How may I help?”
FAILURE (Good Willpower, rolled -2)
“Chieftain, what do you need of me? How may I help?”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +1)
Reviera
Chieftain, what do you need of me? How may I help?
The chieftain studies Reviera beside the glowing crown, then gestures toward the dial, sealed medicines, and the charts spread across a nearby table.
Barbarian Chieftain
Keep the dial with you and record its readings at each watch. If the broken sun turns north, bring the sign to me immediately.
He places a marked slate beside the chart, where the northern passage and Hollow Fjord are drawn in charcoal. The crown’s light settles over both.
Barbarian Chieftain
Then help Maelis secure the medicines, and join Kaela and Taryn in preparing the landing duties. I need clear reports, not ceremony.
Barbarian Chieftain
You have my authority to inspect stores, question the watch, and correct any careless handling before we reach shore. At sunset, report what you find.
“Understand, ~I inspect the entire ship, keeping silent and hidden, seeking information, inaccuracies, things that need fixing, cleaning and prepping.~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled -1)
“Understand, ~I inspect the entire ship, keeping silent and hidden, seeking information, inaccuracies, things that need fixing, cleaning and prepping.~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +3)
Reviera slips from the chart table and moves through the longship’s shadows, silent beneath the creak of rigging and the measured tread of the watch.
He checks every deck, berth, store, and boat line. He finds damp grain sacks, a frayed stern rope, two unmarked water casks, and ash clogging a brazier.
Reviera
The stern rope will fail under a hard turn.
Without drawing notice, Reviera shifts the grain onto dry slats, marks the spoiled sacks for removal, replaces the rope with sound cordage, and scrapes the brazier clean.
His inspection also exposes a false chart notation: one shoal lies directly across the fleet’s projected approach to the Hollow Fjord. He corrects it on the marked slate.
Barbarian Chieftain
A thorough report, and before sunset. The fleet avoids that shoal, the stores are safer, and the stern line will hold.
Beneath a loose bench, Reviera finds a concealed emergency tiller and adds its location to the slate. The chieftain grants him permanent access to the ship’s stores and repair lockers.
✓ Quest Accepted
Ensure the fleet avoids the shoal
Quest Complete
Prepare the longship for the northern passage
Attribute Upgrade: Willpower Good→Great
“Chieftain, we should tell the ships captain to avoid the surroundings around the shoal, even if the voyage takes a little longer. I prefer healthy crew and ship over being stranded.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +2)
Reviera
Chieftain, tell the ship captains to avoid the shoal’s surroundings, even if the voyage takes longer. A healthy crew and sound ships matter more than haste.
Barbarian Chieftain
Agreed. No captain will gamble lives or hulls for a shorter passage. We will give the shoal a wide berth.
The chieftain takes the corrected slate and raises it toward the nearest signal keeper. A blue pennant replaces the fleet’s direct-course marker.
Barbarian Chieftain
Signal every vessel: turn east before the shoal, hold the deeper water, and follow the flagship’s wake. Mark the delay in the log.
Across the dark water, the signal travels from mast to mast. The lesser ships adjust their sails, widening the formation around the dangerous reef.
Barbarian Chieftain
Your judgment protects more than this longship, Reviera. At the next watch, inspect the alternate route and confirm our soundings.
The crown’s light shifts across the chart, tracing a longer passage through calmer water. Captains begin recalculating their course, and the fleet turns safely away from the shoal.
✓ Quest Accepted
Confirm the alternate route is safe
Quest Complete
Ensure the fleet avoids the shoal
“~climbing to the top of the mast, I look out over the vast sea looking for a more accurate possible route to our destination and report to the chieftain~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +2)
“~climbing to the top of the mast, I look out over the vast sea looking for a more accurate possible route to our destination and report to the chieftain~”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +0)
Reviera climbs the mast with sure hands, rising above the sails and rigging. From the narrow crown, the vast sea opens beneath him, silvered by moonlight.
He studies currents, wind lines, distant ice, and the dark shoal waters. Far east, a calmer channel curves north around the reef before joining the fjord’s approach.
Reviera
Chieftain, I have found a safer route. Take the eastern channel around the shoal, then turn north through the calmer water toward the Hollow Fjord.
The signal keeper repeats the direction from mast to mast. The lesser ships trim their sails, and the fleet begins aligning with the eastern channel.
Barbarian Chieftain
Good eyes, Reviera. We will follow that route and keep the fleet together. Mark its bends and depths while you remain above.
From the masthead, Reviera identifies two pale current breaks and a submerged rock line, giving the captains landmarks for the turn. The flagship enters deeper water safely.
Barbarian Chieftain
Your report is entered into the log. When you descend, bring me every detail you observed. The northern passage now has a sounder course.
✓ Quest Accepted
Bring the fleet safely to the Hollow Fjord
Quest Complete
Confirm the alternate route is safe
“~I coordinate efforts with the signal keepers, keeping the ships on a safe, calm and fruitful voyage, afterwords go and eat 2 apples~”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +2)
Reviera descends from the mast and joins the signal keepers, organizing their pennants, lanterns, and shouted calls around the eastern channel’s bends.
He assigns clear landmarks for each turn, confirms the submerged rock line, and keeps every vessel spaced safely through the calmer currents.
Barbarian Chieftain
Well coordinated. The fleet follows one rhythm, the holds remain steady, and our course brings us cleanly toward the fjord.
The signal keepers repeat Reviera’s guidance from mast to mast. Sails ease, oars dip in measured strokes, and the ships pass the reef without alarm.
With the course secured, Reviera steps below to the provisions, selects two crisp apples from a dry basket, and settles beside the warm brazier.
He eats the first apple, sweet and cool despite the sea air, then finishes the second as the fleet glides north beneath its ordered signals.
Barbarian Chieftain
Eat well, Reviera. The calm passage is yours to enjoy, though the fjord’s first watch will soon show what waits beyond the ice.
“I welcome both calm and excitement chieftain, I enjoy many things, some others may frown upon, But safety for those I watch over is most important to me. Join me, do you have children chieftain?”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +0)
“I welcome both calm and excitement chieftain, I enjoy many things, some others may frown upon, But safety for those I watch over is most important to me. Join me, do you have children chieftain?”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +0)
Reviera
I welcome both calm and excitement, chieftain. I enjoy many things others may frown upon, but safety for those I watch over matters most. Join me. Do you have children?
A sudden roll sends a coal skittering from the brazier. Reviera catches it before it reaches the provisions, taking a small burn across his palm as the chieftain turns sharply.
Barbarian Chieftain
I do. Two daughters, both grown, and a son still learning the weight of a spear. They remain with the eastern tide clan.
The chieftain crouches to cover the brazier, then studies the reddened mark on Reviera’s palm. The fleet continues its ordered passage beyond the warm cabin.
Barbarian Chieftain
Your priorities are sound. Pleasure has its place, and so does danger, but neither excuses carelessness when others trust your watch.
Barbarian Chieftain
My children know I lead this fleet north, though they do not know what the crown has awakened. If I fail, they inherit questions before they inherit anything else.
He wraps a clean strip of cloth around Reviera’s palm, then looks toward the silver crown’s distant glow as the longship presses into colder water.
+ New Item Acquired
Bandage
“I welcome both calm and excitement chieftain, I enjoy many things, some others may frown upon, But safety for those I watch over is most important to me. Join me, do you have children chieftain?”
The chieftain ties the cloth firmly, then settles onto the bench beside Reviera. Outside, lanterns sway as the fleet follows the eastern channel through dark water.
Barbarian Chieftain
I will join you for a while. A chieftain should know the company of those who guard his people, not only the burdens they carry.
He pours two cups of spiced tea from a covered pot and offers one to Reviera, keeping his gaze on the shifting chart.
Barbarian Chieftain
My daughters are both skilled sailors. The elder commands a fishing crew, while the younger studies tide-lore and argues with every old tradition.
Barbarian Chieftain
My son is brave, but bravery is easy before responsibility arrives. I would rather teach him patience than bury him beneath a glorious mistake.
A signal lantern flashes from the forward mast, confirming deeper water ahead. The chieftain marks the safe channel on the chart, then glances back to Reviera.
Barbarian Chieftain
Tell me, elf, what sort of pleasures make others frown, and which of them can be enjoyed without endangering those under your watch?
“Talking with like minded people is a good way to indulge, however speaking with women that know how to indulge freely, in elven villages, it's frowned upon to speak openly with unmarried women.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled -2)
“Talking with like minded people is a good way to indulge, however speaking with women that know how to indulge freely, in elven villages, it's frowned upon to speak openly with unmarried women.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +1)
Reviera
Talking with like-minded people is a good way to indulge. In elven villages, though, speaking openly with unmarried women about such pleasures is frowned upon.
The chieftain considers this over the rim of his cup. Lanternlight moves across the chart, while the fleet holds its careful course through deeper water.
Barbarian Chieftain
Then your villages guard reputation as fiercely as families guard their names. What pleasures are considered too frank for ordinary conversation?
Reviera
Openly discussing indulgence with unmarried women, especially when the interest is mutual, is considered improper. People prefer implication, privacy, or marriage.
Barbarian Chieftain
A curious custom. Among my clans, a woman’s unmarried status does not forbid plain speech, though consent, discretion, and loyalty still matter.
He taps the chart near the northern route, thoughtful rather than judgmental. From above, a signal lantern answers, and the chieftain’s attention returns to Reviera.
Barbarian Chieftain
So you seek frank company where your homeland demands guarded words. Here, speak honestly, but give each woman room to choose her answer.
“What is your clans stance on polygamy?”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +0)
“What is your clans stance on polygamy?”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +3)
Reviera
What is your clans' stance on polygamy?
The chieftain sets his cup beside the chart. The fleet glides through dark water, and the lanterns sway gently above the quiet conversation.
Barbarian Chieftain
It is permitted among my clans, though never required. A household may have more than two spouses when every person freely agrees and can be treated with equal standing.
Barbarian Chieftain
The custom is most common among chieftains, healers, and prosperous sailors, where several households or alliances may be joined. Jealousy is no excuse for coercion, and a broken vow can end a marriage.
He draws three small circles beside the fleet’s route, linking them with careful lines. His tone remains practical, without embarrassment or boastfulness.
Barbarian Chieftain
My own marriage has one spouse. My clan would accept another bond if all involved desired it, but custom gives no ruler a right to demand one.
Barbarian Chieftain
You may speak with Kaela or Taryn plainly about such matters. I will also have the clan matrons explain our marriage laws, should you wish a fuller account.
“Thank you chieftain, I find both Taryn and Kaela to be attractive physically and as individuals. I'll take my time getting to know them.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +2)
Reviera
Thank you, chieftain. I find both Taryn and Kaela attractive, physically and as individuals. I will take my time getting to know them.
The chieftain accepts the honesty with a measured nod. Beyond the cabin, the fleet keeps its steady northern course beneath swaying lanterns.
Barbarian Chieftain
Then give them time, and let their answers guide you. Attraction may open a conversation, but trust is built by patience.
At the next watch, Reviera joins Kaela and Taryn near the forward rail. The two women set aside their duties long enough to share tea and talk.
Kaela
I value plain speech. Ask what you wish, Reviera, and I will answer what I choose. I spend much of my life protecting others, but I enjoy songs and warm company.
Taryn
I prefer questions about the road ahead, though I can speak of myself too. I studied tide-lore because the sea rewards attention and punishes vanity.
The hours pass easily. Reviera learns their histories, habits, and boundaries, while Kaela and Taryn grow comfortable sharing the quiet watch with him.
“Taryn, Kaela, I find you both very attractive as people and as women, I'm sorry for being blunt, I like you both equally. I wish to get to know you both in equal measure.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +0)
Reviera
Taryn, Kaela, I find you both very attractive, as people and as women. I am sorry for being blunt. I like you equally, and I wish to know you both equally.
The forward rail falls quiet except for the hush of water against the hull. Neither woman retreats; both consider his words with steady, thoughtful attention.
Kaela
You need not apologize for plain speech. I appreciate knowing that you see us as people first. Equal regard is a fair beginning.
Taryn
Bluntness does not offend me when it carries respect. I am willing to let trust grow at its own pace, without competing for your attention.
Kaela pours a third cup of tea and sets it between them. Taryn shifts along the bench, making room so the conversation remains shared rather than divided.
Kaela
Then ask us the same questions, and answer ours with equal honesty. Tell us what you value in a companion, Reviera.
Taryn
And tell us where you learned to speak so directly. The sea rewards candor, but it also teaches when to listen.
“Taryn, Kaela, I find you both very attractive as people and as women, I'm sorry for being blunt, I like you both equally. I wish to get to know you both in equal measure.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +0)
Kaela
Then we understand one another. I will not compete with Taryn for your attention, and I expect neither of us to be treated as a prize.
Taryn
Equal regard is welcome, provided it remains patient. Ask us the same questions, listen to different answers, and let trust take its own shape.
The shared cup passes between them, and the last of the spiced tea disappears into the cold night. A small cost, but the watch has no warmth left to borrow.
Kaela
You asked where directness came from. Was it your elven upbringing, your mercenary work, or simply the way you were made?
Taryn
And what do you value most in a companion? Courage, humor, loyalty, curiosity, or something neither of us has named?
The forward bell sounds from the mast, calling the next watch. Kaela rises to check the lines while Taryn remains seated, leaving the conversation open for Reviera's answer.
“Taryn, Kaela, I find you both very attractive as people and as women, I'm sorry for being blunt, I like you both equally. I wish to get to know you both in equal measure.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +1)
Reviera
Taryn, Kaela, I find you both very attractive as people and as women. I am sorry for being blunt. I like you equally, and I wish to know you both equally.
The words settle between them with the salt wind. Kaela pauses beside the lines, while Taryn studies Reviera without looking away.
Kaela
You need not apologize. I respect that you speak plainly, and I accept equal regard so long as neither of us becomes a prize.
Taryn
Nor do I take offense. Attraction is simple to acknowledge; trust requires time, listening, and the freedom to answer honestly.
Kaela finishes checking the forward lashings and returns to the bench. Taryn shifts aside, leaving room for her, and the three form an even circle beneath the lantern.
Kaela
Then begin with the same question for both of us. What do you value when admiration fades and ordinary days remain?
Taryn
And afterward, we will answer together. The next watch has begun, but there is still time for honest conversation before dawn.
“There's always value when admiration fades. Trust, love, endearment, family, all last long past admiration. I've no qualms learning and living with or around you. Let us 3 get to know each other before making a choice yes?”
FAILURE (Great Willpower, rolled -3)
“There's always value when admiration fades. Trust, love, endearment, family, all last long past admiration. I've no qualms learning and living with or around you. Let us 3 get to know each other before making a choice yes?”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +1)
Reviera
There is value when admiration fades. Trust, love, endearment, and family can last long afterward. I have no qualms learning and living with or around you both. Let us get to know one another before choosing anything.
Kaela and Taryn exchange a brief glance, then turn back together. The watch bell fades behind them, leaving only waves, lanternlight, and the creak of the longship.
Kaela
That is a sound proposal. I would rather share ordinary days with you before naming what we may become. Trust should have room to grow.
Taryn
Agreed. Let us learn one another without promising more than we know. If affection deepens, we will recognize it honestly, and if it does not, we part without deceit.
Kaela sets aside the watch cord and pours fresh tea from the covered pot. Taryn unfolds a small tide chart, turning the conversation toward the lives they each hope to lead.
Kaela
Then begin with something practical. What would living beside us mean to you during a hard season, when duty leaves little room for comfort?
Taryn
And afterward, tell us what you would still want from a peaceful day. We have time before dawn, and no choice needs to be made tonight.
“Living beside one another doesn't always need to be easy, we learn from complications, evolve and move forward, I can't say what will happen in the future, I'm no sightseer, I can only make a pact, my word, plans, and actions to prove them. Time tells all tales.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +3)
Reviera
Living beside one another will not always be easy. We learn through complications, evolve, and move forward. I cannot promise the future, but I can make a pact, give my word, and prove it through plans and actions. Time tells all tales.
Kaela and Taryn listen without interrupting. The tide chart remains open between them, its inked channels crossing like choices not yet made.
Kaela
That is more useful than a beautiful promise. I will judge your word by what you do when plans become difficult, and I offer you the same measure.
Taryn
Then let us make the first plan together. At dawn, we will compare the dial, chart the wind, and prepare one landing duty each. Shared work reveals more than questions.
Taryn marks three duties on the chart: provisions, shoreline signals, and watch rotations. Kaela adds a fourth mark beside the armory, reserving practice time for the three of them.
Kaela
I will speak to the chieftain tonight. You are welcome at our planning table from the next watch onward, with authority to inspect the landing stores beside us.
Taryn
And the captain has just granted us the eastern lookout for our work. No one will interrupt us there unless the fleet faces danger.
“Understood, well then ladies, let's complete our tasks with grace and efficiency.”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled -1)
“Understood, well then ladies, let's complete our tasks with grace and efficiency.”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +1)
Reviera
Understood, ladies. Let us complete these tasks with grace and efficiency.
Reviera joins Kaela and Taryn at the eastern lookout. Together they inspect provisions, mark shortages, and arrange the stores so each landing party receives a measured share.
Taryn
The stores are sound and properly counted. I will record the portions, then set the shoreline signals where every returning boat can see them.
Under Taryn’s direction, Reviera positions colored pennants and lanterns along the lookout rail, matching each signal to safe landing, danger, or regrouping.
Kaela
The signals are clear. Now we settle the watch rotations and armory duties, so every hand knows where to stand when the fleet reaches shore.
Kaela divides the watches into balanced shifts and checks the armory beside Reviera. Shields, bows, spare cords, and practice weapons are assigned, inspected, and returned in order.
Taryn
Complete. The landing plan is written, the stores are ready, and the eastern lookout can guide the fleet without confusion. I will report our work to the chieftain.
“Understood, well then ladies, let's complete our tasks with grace and efficiency.”
SUCCESS (Great Reasoning, rolled +4)
Reviera
Understood, ladies. Let us complete these tasks with grace and efficiency.
Reviera moves through the eastern lookout with precise calm, checking every provision bundle, signal pennant, lantern, shield, bow, and watch assignment until the landing plan is complete.
Taryn
Everything is counted, marked, and ready. Your arrangement also reveals a missing signal lantern in the third boat’s emergency stores.
Reviera locates the lantern beneath spare sailcloth, replaces its cracked oil cup, and adds a clear notation to the fleet’s supply ledger.
Kaela
Excellent. The crews know their duties, and the overlooked lantern is restored before it can fail us. Come, let us present the finished plan.
At the chart table, Taryn lays out the completed rotations while Kaela presents the inspected arms. The chieftain studies each mark, visibly impressed by their thoroughness.
Barbarian Chieftain
Accepted. The landing parties will follow your plan, and Reviera’s inspection authority now extends to emergency stores across every vessel.
“Ladies, let's check all needed preparations before landfall, if you're unable to do something, I'll assist, not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled -2)
Reviera
Ladies, let us check every preparation before landfall. If anything is incomplete, I will assist. Not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.
Reviera leads Kaela and Taryn across the vessels, inspecting provisions, anchor lines, signal lanterns, boats, weapons, and shoreline markers. Every omission is corrected before the tide turns.
Taryn
The provisions and signals are sound. One landing boat lacks a spare oar, and the eastern marker’s cord is badly worn.
Reviera replaces the cord, fashions a spare oar from the repair stock, and secures both aboard the boat. The work consumes the fleet’s last straight-grained spare timber.
Kaela
All preparations now hold. The crews can land, regroup, and signal safely, though we have no spare timber left for repairs.
The chieftain receives the completed ledger and surveys the ready ships. Beyond the rails, the northern ice breaks apart, revealing the dark mouth of the Hollow Fjord.
Barbarian Chieftain
Your thoroughness leaves us prepared, even at a price. Reviera, join me at the prow. The fjord is opening, and its shore now shows firelight.
“Ladies, let's check all needed preparations before landfall, if you're unable to do something, I'll assist, not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +0)
Reviera joins the chieftain at the prow. The Hollow Fjord yawns between black cliffs, its broken ice glowing beneath scattered firelight on the shore.
Barbarian Chieftain
There is our landing place. Your inspection found every weakness aboard, but the empty repair stock means we must preserve the fleet once ashore.
Kaela and Taryn arrive with the ledger, spare oar, and repaired marker cord. Behind them, crews secure shields, provisions, and signal lanterns for the final approach.
Kaela
The boats are ready, and every crew knows its regrouping signal. I will keep the repair teams close to the shoreline markers.
Taryn
The firelight comes from three positions, not one. They may be watchfires, campfires, or signals. I will record their spacing from the mast.
A deep note rolls from beneath the fjord. The crown answers from the flagship, casting a narrow silver path across the water toward the central fire.
Barbarian Chieftain
We land under your careful plan, Reviera. Keep the first boats together, and we will learn who tends those fires before the whole fleet comes ashore.
“Ladies, let's check all needed preparations before landfall, if you're unable to do something, I'll assist, not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled -2)
Reviera
Ladies, let’s check every preparation before landfall. If anything is incomplete, I’ll assist. Not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.
Reviera leads Kaela and Taryn across the waiting boats, checking provisions, anchor lines, signal lanterns, weapons, shoreline markers, and regrouping cords. Every crew answers his inspection clearly.
Taryn
The lanterns and provisions are ready. One marker has a loose fastening, and the third boat’s water cask is not properly sealed.
Reviera tightens the marker cord and reseals the cask with pitch from the repair chest. The work consumes the fleet’s last spare pitch, but both preparations become seaworthy.
Kaela
The boats, shields, oars, and signals are ready. Your inspection found the final weaknesses before they reached the shore.
As Reviera checks the flagship’s anchor line, a rough strand cuts his palm through the wrapping. He binds it quickly, then confirms every landing party has its assigned signal and route.
Barbarian Chieftain
Excellent. We land with no unfinished preparation, though our repair stores are now empty. Keep the first boats together, and bring me any shore report at once.
“Ladies, let's check all needed preparations before landfall, if you're unable to do something, I'll assist, not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.”
FAILURE (Great Reasoning, rolled -2)
Reviera
Ladies, let’s check all needed preparations before landfall. If you’re unable to do something, I’ll assist. Not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.
Reviera moves through the boats with Kaela and Taryn, checking provisions, oars, anchor lines, lanterns, weapons, markers, and regrouping cords. Every crew answers his questions.
Taryn
The stores and signals are ready, but this anchor knot slips when tested. The landing boat would drift before its crew could regroup.
Reviera reties the knot with the last sound length of spare rope. The boat holds, but the repair chest is now entirely empty, leaving no reserve for another failure.
Kaela
We fell short of perfect readiness, but the danger is exposed. The colored pennants can serve as our backup signals if any lantern fails.
Taryn tests the pennants from the deck, matching each color to regrouping, danger, and safe landing. The system works across the boats, though every crew must memorize it before shore.
Ensure every crew can use the backup signals
“Ladies, let's check all needed preparations before landfall, if you're unable to do something, I'll assist, not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +1)
Reviera
Ladies, let’s check all needed preparations before landfall. If you’re unable to do something, I’ll assist. Not even a grain of sand will befoul our landing.
Reviera moves through every landing boat with Kaela and Taryn, inspecting provisions, oars, anchor lines, lanterns, weapons, markers, and regrouping cords. Each crew reports readiness.
Taryn
The stores and signals are ready. I found one loose lantern hook and a marker cord weakened by salt.
Reviera replaces the hook with a sound fastening and splices the marker cord from recovered sail thread. He checks each knot twice before returning the supplies.
Kaela
Everything now holds. The pennants remain our backup signals, and every crew can name their colors without hesitation.
Taryn tests the signals from the deck while Kaela checks shield straps and oarlocks. Reviera corrects two loose buckles and redistributes provisions evenly among the boats.
Barbarian Chieftain
Thorough work. The landing is ready, and the fleet will move on your signal when the tide carries us beneath the cliffs.
“Whenever you're ready chieftain, we move upon your order.”
Reviera
Whenever you’re ready, chieftain. We move upon your order.
Barbarian Chieftain
Then hear it now. Cast off, raise the fleet’s colors, and move beneath the cliffs in disciplined order.
Signal pennants rise along the flagship’s mast. Oars enter the dark water together, and the landing boats follow in a measured line beneath the Hollow Fjord’s black cliffs.
Barbarian Chieftain
Kaela, keep the shield-bearers forward. Taryn, watch the fires and report their spacing. Reviera, remain with me until the first shore report arrives.
Kaela signals the forward boats while Taryn studies the three shore fires from the prow. The fleet advances smoothly, its lanterns hooded and its pennants clear.
Barbarian Chieftain
The tide favors us. Keep the formation steady, and let no crew break rank before we understand who waits upon that shore.
The flagship passes beneath the cliffs. Silver crownlight touches the water ahead, revealing a broad strand beyond the ice and three watchfires burning in deliberate alignment.
“~I climb upon the mast to gain greater insight of what's ashore and report to the chieftain.~”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled -1)
“~I climb upon the mast to gain greater insight of what's ashore and report to the chieftain.~”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +1)
Reviera climbs the flagship’s mast above the furled sails, gripping cold rigging as the fleet glides beneath the black cliffs. From the crown, the shore opens fully before him.
He surveys the strand, ice breaks, watchfires, cliff ledges, and dark gaps between the flames. The three fires form a deliberate triangle around a fourth, faint glow near the rocks.
Reviera
Chieftain, the three fires are a perimeter. A fourth, weaker light burns near the eastern rocks, and figures move between the fires without breaking their formation.
The chieftain raises his head toward the mast while Taryn repeats the report to the signal keepers. Kaela orders the forward shield-bearers to maintain their guarded spacing.
Barbarian Chieftain
How many figures, and do you see weapons, boats, or a path through the ice?
Reviera
At least twelve figures. Spears or staffs are visible, but no boats. A narrow path runs from the eastern fire toward the center of the strand.
The crown’s silver light sharpens the distant view, revealing upright stones beside the central fire and footprints leading inland toward the shadowed cliffs.
Barbarian Chieftain
Good. Hold that height and guide us by signal. We will approach the eastern path without breaking formation, then learn whether those watchers are guardians or allies.
“~while holding my heighth, I keep a broad view of the surroundings, the unknown entries on land and the waters making nate of all and reporting it~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled -1)
Reviera holds his height above the furled sails, scanning the strand, cliffs, ice breaks, and dark water while the fleet advances beneath him.
From the mast, he tracks every unknown entry: twelve shore figures, their spear-like weapons, the eastern path, and the deliberate triangle of fires.
He also marks the waters, noting submerged ice, a clear channel near the eastern rocks, the fleet’s spacing, and no hidden boats or swimmers.
Reviera
Chieftain, the eastern approach remains clear. Twelve watchers hold the fires, armed with spears or staffs, and the path leads toward the central stones.
Reviera
The water is open enough for our formation, though broken ice crowds the western side. No boats or movement approach from the sea.
Taryn repeats the report below. Kaela tightens the forward formation, while the chieftain studies the marked path and the faint glow among the rocks.
Barbarian Chieftain
Keep watching from there, Reviera. We will follow the eastern channel and signal before any boat leaves formation.
“~while holding my heighth, I keep a broad view of the surroundings, the unknown entries on land and the waters making nate of all and reporting it~”
SUCCESS (Legendary Perception, rolled +2)
Reviera holds his height above the furled sails, sweeping the strand, cliffs, fires, ice breaks, and dark water in one broad watch.
The twelve watchers remain arranged around the fires. Their weapons stay lowered but ready, while the eastern path passes between upright stones toward the faint glow.
Below, the fleet keeps its eastern channel. Reviera notes submerged ice near the western side, clear water beneath the flagship, and no boats or swimmers approaching.
Reviera
Chieftain, the watchers hold formation and do not advance. The eastern path is clear to the central stones, while the western ice remains the main hazard.
One shore figure raises a staff toward the central glow. A pale spark travels between the stones, briefly outlining a narrow trail inland before fading.
Barbarian Chieftain
I see the signal. Keep watch on that trail and the water beside it. We will answer with our pennant before the first boat leaves formation.
“Chieftain, we should make our intention known, they're on edge, we shouldn't create hostility where it's not needed.”
FAILURE (Great Willpower, rolled -2)
Reviera
Chieftain, we should make our peaceful intention known. They are on edge, and we should not create hostility where it is not needed.
Barbarian Chieftain
Agreed. We answer their signal with open hands and the white pennant. No weapon will rise unless they force the matter.
The white pennant climbs the mast, and the chieftain raises both empty hands toward the shore. The gesture is clear, but the watchers recoil instead of relaxing.
Two staffs lift across the eastern path, while the central fire gutters low. The fleet’s movement has been noticed as a threat, despite the peaceful sign.
Barbarian Chieftain
Hold formation. Do not advance. Their fear is stronger than our message, but they have not attacked.
The faint glow between the stones brightens, revealing a second trail branching from the eastern path toward a low, unlit stretch of shore.
Barbarian Chieftain
There is our opening. We can anchor beyond their fire line and approach that side without crowding their guardians.
“Chieftain, we should make our intention known, they're on edge, we shouldn't create hostility where it's not needed.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled -1)
Reviera
Chieftain, we should make our intention known. They are on edge, and we should not create hostility where it is not needed.
Barbarian Chieftain
Agreed. We answer with open hands and the white pennant. No weapon rises unless they force the matter.
The white pennant climbs the mast, and the chieftain raises both empty hands. Reviera mirrors the gesture from the prow, making the fleet’s peaceful purpose unmistakable.
The watchers remain tense, but their staffs lower. One figure points toward the unlit stretch of shore, granting the fleet a clear place to anchor beyond the fire line.
Barbarian Chieftain
They understand. Anchor there, slowly. We approach without crowding their guardians.
As the flagship turns, a sharp gust tears the white pennant from its halyard and sends it into the dark water. The signal is understood, but the fleet loses its clearest peace emblem.
“Chieftain, we should make our intention known, they're on edge, we shouldn't create hostility where it's not needed.”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +2)
The flagship eases toward the unlit shore. Oars dip in silence, and the anchored vessels follow beyond the fire line while the watchers keep their staffs lowered.
Barbarian Chieftain
Hold the formation there. Keep hands visible, weapons sheathed, and no one steps ashore until they invite us.
A shore guardian walks to the water’s edge, carrying a staff tipped with pale crystal. He raises it, and the central stones answer with a soft blue glow.
Edran
Sea-farers, state your purpose. The northern sanctuary admits neither raiders nor oath-breakers.
The chieftain lowers his empty hands only to touch the crown at his chest, then points toward the fleet, the white pennant’s empty halyard, and the unlit shore.
Barbarian Chieftain
We seek shelter, answers, and a path beneath the Three-Toothed Peak. We come under oath, not conquest. Name your law, and we will honor it.
The guardian studies the crown’s reflection on the water. Behind him, the watchers part around the eastern path, revealing upright stones carved with the broken sun and three waves.
“Thank you guardian, we shall honor you laws. ~bows~”
Reviera
Thank you, guardian. We shall honor your laws.
Reviera bows from the anchored deck, hands visible and weapons undisturbed. The chieftain and the nearest crews mirror his restraint beneath the sanctuary’s blue glow.
Edran
Then rise as welcomed guests. Our first law is simple: no blood may be spilled upon the sanctuary shore.
The guardian lowers his crystal-tipped staff. Around him, the watchers relax their grips, and the carved stones brighten until the broken sun shines clearly.
Edran
Your crown bears the old sign, and your oath carries weight. Keep your weapons sheathed, speak truthfully, and take nothing from the stones.
Barbarian Chieftain
We accept these laws. My people will remain aboard until your sanctuary grants permission for them to land.
Edran
Bring only the crowned heir and one witness to the eastern path. The sanctuary will hear your purpose beneath the stones.
Quest Complete
Bring the fleet safely to the Hollow Fjord
Attribute Upgrade: Willpower Great→Superb