20200112 Valenwood Islands, Archen and the Heart Coral
Waking early in the morning the Ladies and I began our exploration of the islands. Maybe afterwards we’ll have an idea on which plan to enact.
The island we were marooned on didn’t offer any clue. There was a small cave at one end but a brief exploration led nowhere.
Crossing over to the next isle, we were
approaching a small village when we were stopped by a Bosmer Hunter. At his insistence we followed him to the third island where we were introduced to Archen, his leader.
“Careful Feayche,” Kaleah urged. ”This one has been too long away from the forest. He follows all the tenets of the elder Boiche but his mind is clouded. He has forgotten the bond between ‘che and Fey.”
“What Bosmer hasn’t? Eons of Altmer, Dunmer, and Nord self-grandiose lies drown out the truth,” I fumed.
Maeva the Cute Elf warns against asking to join Archen’s tribe. There’s something about him that makes her uneasy.
Archen took exception when he learned we wanted to cut down trees to build rafts. The harming of the plant life on the islands is a criminal offense punishable by death. That included cutting trees to build a raft.
Just great, another faction to deal with. In our defense I argued that we hadn’t done anything yet. Besides, how were we to know since we had just arrived and not by choice to boot.
Archen relented somewhat and charged us with plucking the fronds of the Heart Coral to feed the trees. We need to return and speak with the other survivors about this.
The sun was setting when we arrived at the Dragonseye survivors’ camp so we bed down for the night.
Thank the goddess, we didn’t see what went on later after we fell asleep.
In the morning we explain the situation to the group. Baldur wished us luck in finding the heart coral. Olurion wants us to kill the Bosmer and cut his heart out to use for something. Again with the necromancy.
When Sammanul, Vuldon gro-Murlock and Craelius couldn’t be found to get their opinions, my Ladies and I began exploring the coral reefs between the islands for the heart coral. Hours go by with no luck. Then seemingly from out of nowhere The Shrike shows up (how long had she been standing there laughing at us) and offers to show us where it is.
We follow The Shrike to a location near the Boiche’s boat.
“Swim out there and you’ll find it,” she says. Leaving my Ladies with The Shrike I swim out to find the heart coral.
I found it but as soon as I harvested the fronds three sandbar sharks attacked.
Funny how she didn’t mention anything about sharks. Turning back to shore, a tin key caught my eye. Find a key, pick it up, the rest of the day you’ll,,, drive yourself crazy wondering what it unlocks.
The Shrike was shocked (yeah, really?) that I was still alive when we told her that the ritual had been completed. Well now at least we have full permission the roam the three islands.
This post has been edited by macole: Jan 19 2020, 07:33 AM