Champions of Bhumant

Takeshi Mori Journal-Fourth Entry
So, now we are all filthy rich…but what to do about it? We have more money than we can easily know what to do with. The Comte has suggested that we go and store our finances in a Kennish bank. Perhaps we shall do just that. We repaired several of the traps in the cave, cleared our tracks away, and added false tracks leading elsewhere, just in case. We began traveling toward Ken, and one evening, the Comte told us of his past: His parents’ deaths, his raising by his uncle, the many and varied “loves” that he has in almost every town that he stops in. Interesting fellow, but perhaps a bit loose morally. We ran into a merchant along the road to Ken. By and far the most pleasant fellow that I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. He had a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Some of everything. He even had a tea set that I bought from him. Finally, I can bring a little culture into this party. Perhaps the Comte will learn what it is to understand the innermost self through reflection and tea ceremony. It would certainly help him put some of his rage to rest. We had the terrible misfortune of losing almost all of our horses one night. Someone forgot to tie them up properly, and they bolted. So, Thorn and myself tracked the largest group of them, only to find a large military base just over the rise. The horses quite obviously lead right into it, giving away the fact that there was something not quite right going on, what with 30 Forlandi horses just showing up out of nowhere. They sent out search parties, and one of them had the…bad luck of finding us. We dispatched them with ease, not even giving them the chance to raise the alarm. Now what to do about our horses…and the base housing them.
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problems again

Well, we were making good time heading back to the area I normally roam, and then we lose most of our horses… so I track them to find out where the horses went. I found they had ended up at a military base, so I started stealthily trying to obscure the horse tracks, but I saw a tracker from the camp start following the tracks I thought I had hid.
so I knew we needed to take out the tracker and group as quietly as possible.
but the tracker snuck up closer to me and shot me, I shot him back and the combat ensued from there, after a short battle we were able top cut the tracker team down with out drawing unwanted attention from the camp.
now to find more horses..
I need to blend better in the shadows..

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Bean's Journal Entry #3
The Ambush at the Cave of Doom

I have been plagued with bad dreams since I helped the group escape from the Forlandi military…Dream’s of blood, of mayhem, of murder……I know not what to make of it.

We had continued toward the treasure cave that Swen Wall says is further into Forland (A nation devoid of humanity, one run as a machine), we have already run into their patrol who tried to capture Swen, caring little for any collateral damage (namely myself and the others). So when the group decided to lay a trap for the bastards I readily agreed! As we were fleeing a patrol group found us and started chasing us, they loosed their arrows and one found my thigh, I nearly collapsed but fought through the pain and made it into the cave. From what I was told the enemy formed lines outside to bar our escape, and moved into position to charge us. I saw Swen shoot the first one to round the corner at us, Mori Takeshi fought valiantly when a miss step and sweep shattered his sword. Thorn and I waited for an opportune time to strike. I found one and jumped into the fray whist killing a few soldiers. A soldier nearly killed me with a backslash of his sword and I fought for my life. The next thing I know the Comte Armand De’Monet rides up and sticks a needle in my ass and I feel refreshed. As the other’s subdue the rest of the soldiers their captain pulls out an explosive device and nearly collapses the tunnel behind us. Only one of the enemies survived, one Lt. Heinrich graciously agreed to work for the Comte.

The next morning we went into the cave where we were attack by a horde of dog sized Scorpions, they fought hard but we finally won the day, as we went through the cave system we found the Scorpion brood queen and quickly dispatched her and found out way into the most elaborate treasure rooms any of us had ever seen. I found some knives and a small suit of armor that somehow fits perfectly. There was gold and jewels by the chest full, books and equipment, weapons and armor and one Sword in the Stone. I wonder what drove that weapon so deeply into the stone and why we couldn’t extract it from there? Oh well, I’m rich now…I’ll never have to worry about food again. That is enough for me!

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Takeshi Mori-Third Journal Entry
So, where did I leave off? Ah, yes. The ambush. Strange term, ambush. In my experience, an ambush typically involves some element of surprise. Instead, we were pursued down a gully to a cave to make our stand. Our enemies were most persistent, and we couldn’t shake them. We took some wounds in our retreat. Not surprising, really. When one turns their back upon their enemy, that enemy was all of the advantage. Basic warfare. Anyway, we made it to the cave, but not before I clashed with a lieutenant of the opposing force. His skill with the blade was, quite frankly, astounding. I honestly did not believe that I would make it out alive. He delivered several cuts along my legs and sides, but nothing to permanent. I managed to withdraw from the duel to take cover in the cave. Again, my mentor would be ashamed of me. I could have faced death in glorious battle, at the hands of one who was obviously more skilled than I, but no. My cowardice creeps in again… We made our stand in the cave and I prepared to strike down some of the enemy foot soldiers. Then, as if to balance out my cowardice, I struck the cave wall in an attempt to strike the foot soldier in front of me, and my katana broke. My grief is now compounded a hundred times over! The only thing that separated me from the lower castes, the only token of my warrior past, broken in half at my feet. I felt that I should die. However, the rage of battle continued to build, and I took out my anger and frustration on one of the soldiers in front of me. The lieutenant came at me again, and I thought that I was surely a dead man now. I faced him in battle once more, only to have him crumple before me, under the thundering hooves of the great horse, and the (Surprisingly) lethally precise cut across the side of the neck from the rapier of the Comte. Perhaps I should reconsider this Kennish noble. He most definitely plays the fool, but beneath that there is a rage that I can sense. A quiet menace that threatens to erupt from the cool facade. Perhaps there is more to him than I had previously suspected. He has shown some prowess in combat, and certainly a lack of fear of battle, willingly diving into the midst of combat to crush foes, and aid friends. More on that later, I think. I have decided that this two sword style of combat suits me, and I will endeavor to improve my skills with two blades, and teach myself the way of Ni-ten-ichi, or “Two Heavens As One”, the style of fighting employed by the famous Miyamoto Musashi. This flowing technique will serve me well in both individual duels and open combat. We finished off our pursuers, and one of them decided to surrender himself to Comte DeMonet, and offer his services as a retainer. A wise choice, considering his circumstances. We proceeded to the cave where Swen found his treasure, and as we descended into the darkness, we were attacked by a large group of the largest scorpions that I had ever seen! We fought them, but several times there stingers found their way past my blade, and I fell victim to their terrible poisons. Were it not for the Comte’s timely intervention, I would have most likely died. After dispatching these, we eventually came upon the giant mother scorpion. Massive though she was, she didn’t land a single blow upon us, thanks in part to a timely shot from Thorn’s bow. We proceeded to chop her up handily, and then we came upon it: The greatest treasure that I had ever laid my eyes on. Gold, gems, jewels, armor, weapons, writings, the list goes on. A treasure in the truest sense, no matter what one placed value upon. Although the gold was dazzling, the greatest treasures that I found could not have shocked me more: A full Daisho and armor set from my native Nippon! Perhaps the gods were showing me that I had not yet fallen from grace as I had thought. Perhaps my ancestors had smiled upon me, and blessed me with their favor. Regardless, I knew that someone was looking out for me, and that my destiny had not yet been revealed. I had much greatness coming my way, of that I was certain. I had been given a new chance in life, and I wasn’t going to waste it…
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(Comte) Ambush at the Treasure Cave
(and WE did the ambushing for once!)

(so I arrived a bit late as my folks took us out for dinner)

as I rounded the corner I saw my friends (yes, I suppose at this point they ARE my friends…. how odd that this group of misfits have turned out to be better people than the nobility I am accustomed to…..) were being oppressed by Forlandian troops. Takeshi was (as usual) wounded, as was Bean. Thorn was nowhere to be seen at the time though I (correctly) assumed he was lurking somewhere ready to pounce. I healed up Takeshi and slashed a soldier as Cheval crushed another soldier’s skull. I was surrounded, but Swen charged in and between the two of us we dispatched all the melee. Takeshi killed the Captain and the archers were swiftly disposed of with an Archer Lt. named Heinrich exhibiting great wisdom as he listened to me and joined our side (we also got 2 torch bearers/camp workers in the bargain!)

We camped for the night to recover and the next morning enetered the treasure cave. Some scorpions bugged us (get it) but we exterminated them (get it :) ) Inside the cavern was the greatest treasure I’ve ever had the fortune to look upon (and I’ve seen the banks of Paris!) there was an odd sword in a stone that none of us could remove (a mystery for another day) Everyone found items and weapons to suit them (even a lovely bow for Andreas). I myself found a pair of rapiers, a brace of pistols, and a suit of leather with a feather light breastplate of exquisite manufacture. We were about to leave and begin moving the gold out when I heard someone yelling from a small chest. Inside was, of all things, a bejeweled chalice that possessed intelligence! It agreed to serve as my cause was just (I know, how cliche!).

I have a plan to present to Swen and the others as to how we can, potentially, solve some of the issues that beset us……

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Ambush
and bugs

Well our planned ambush went fairly well considering we were out numbered by several, then once we got to the treasure cave we encountered scorpions, man they bugged us.. Takeshi kept getting knocked down and then healed enough to rise again, after a long fight the group finished the bugs off, I got to look at numerous ways that traps were effective as we went further toward the treasure. we found more treasure than we could carry out in a year. I found a few items that felt right for me and more money than I had ever dreamed of.

now if we can live to be able to spend it…

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Bean's Journal Entry #2
The Case of the Murdered Man

After making short work of the Robber Baron (Le’Douche) Drayfus, we set out for a location that Swen Wall know’s about and no matter the questions he does not divulge the information requested…He just said that it is IMPORTANT that we go there. Know him to be at least a decent man (after all he did put his life on the line for the people of Skelside) I followed along. We had some difficulty crossing the River Elb at the bridge at Tauber as a recent flood had collapsed it. So we headed down towards Trier the large city at the delta of the Elb as we agreed there would be a higher chance of finding a bridge. As we journeyed down we met a ferryman who was just finishing up for the day and was going across to his home so he gave us a discounted rate. We had a short encounter with some wolves who I was able to keep out of the way, one particularly nasty one was able to take Thorn down and nearly sever his nads. Thankfully for the quick intervention of Content Not Found: null and Mori Takeshi they were able to save at least the appearance of them. As we were heading south-east into Forland we came across a man who had just appeared out of a depression in the local plains and headed away from us. To my great shame I saw Sven raise his long rifle and shot the man though the head for no reason but to do it (the man didn’t even see us). Takeshi quickly dealt a knock-out blow from the back of his exotic blade and laid low the man we had trusted to lead us to his mysterious location (I am beginning to like this foreigner). We looked into where the man came out of and found a small chest with a few hundred Florins (his meager life’s savings), we decided to take his body back to the nearest town with the money and find if he had a family. We found he had a wife and an unbelievable 10 kids, we gave her her husbands money and our condolences this caught the sheriff off guard as he did not interrogate us thoroughly. We continued onward and found out that our friend the murderer is also wanted by the Forlandi Military for an unknown (to me) reason, we were confronted by an armed Knight and his unit who came to arrest Sven, (I’m beginning to see a pattern here) Sven shot at the Knight with no prior provocation then “Halt, you are under arrest.” We were able to stay alive by some luck at alot of skill (this group is quite handy with their blades and guns (and bow’s) ). As some archer’s were firing from horseback and I can say is inspiration came over me as I ran and jumped between them whist slicing their throats before they had time to react (am I a monster? Or is this real life?). After the battle the Comte persuaded a man to join our group one Sgt. Andreas Schultz. When pressed Sven divulged why we are going further into Forland to plunder a cave of treasure…Shall I trust him or kill him? Time will tell.

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Takeshi's Journal -2nd Entry

We have now freed those poor peasants from the grip of the tyrant baron, mostly by cutting him down. We decided to travel further into Forland, at the behest of the somewhat non- forthcoming Swen Wall. I have discerned that this band has the air of fate about them. I’m intrigued. I’ll follow along for now, as I can see greatness will follow us. We were attacked in the middle of the night by a ravenous pack of wolves, led by the largest wolf I have ever seen. I dispatched two of the creatures, while the rest were either slain or driven off. We had two casualties…a pair of short, fat, hairy fellows. They were…torn away badly, and though I was able to stabilize poor Thorn,I fear that his, essence of manliness may not make a full recovery. We proceeded through the countryside, and came upon a peasant, whom Swen promptly shot in the head! Fury boiled like molten metal through my veins. Cold blooded murder. This is the way of the assassin, not the warrior, and even they have some sense of honor, such as it is. I pulled my blade to strike Swen down, but reversed my grip, slashing his head with the backside of my sword. He collapsed. I immediately regretted my passion, as this is one of my companions, and I brought him to harm. Someday, I shall overcome this youthful zeal. I cannot bring myself to apologize, but I later patched his head up by way of apology. We continued on our way, only to be confronted by mounted knights. They demanded Swen surrender himself to their custody, to be taken to some general. Naturally, Swen insisted that they eat his hot lead. As the rifle boomed, and the knights charged, the spirit of the warrior came upon me. This is the first legitimate open battle that I have encountered since entering these lands, and my heart grew fierce within me in anticipation of testing my mettle against battle hardened warriors. After it was over, I had to change my opinion of them. They fell far to easily for men of war. Likely they were nothing more than well armed, but ill trained peasants. I hamstrung one war horse, sidestepping the lance and horse as they charged, and laying open the mount’s flank. Surprisingly, the man landed on his feet. Not that he lasted long enough to feel the cold steel of my katana. Others dispatched him with relative ease. Another knight came to try to run me down with his horse. The deluded fool actually thought that he would succeed where his fellow failed. I vaulted his horse, turned a somersault in the air, and decapitated him. With that, the battle was all but won, and the rest fell with no more trouble than the first had given us. We learned why we were coming this way afterward:To finish plundering the cave Swen had started his own adventure at, and receive a king’s ransom of treasure!

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(Comte) That bite hurt MY marbles!!
how to kill Forlandian peasants....

I woke from a well deserved nap to find that a battle had concluded in which 8 wolves and a Dire wolf had been dispatched by my compatriots. Unfortunately the Dire Wolf managed to, how shall I delicately put this, Ripped off Thorn’s Sack!!! Well, I wasn’t about to touch that, so I enlisted the assistance of of Takeshi, who actually HAS some medical knowledge, to re-attach the boys. Fortunately Thorn was passed out when I injected him with a dose of my patented healing remedy (a needle to the groin must have HURT even if he was passed out!)!

We proceded to parts unknown under the guidance of the Prussian Swen Wall. On the way we saw a local emerging from a hole in the ground. Without provocation Swen shot the man in the head with a .50 calibre rifle!! Now I personally don’t care if Forlandian’s kill themselves down to the last man, but this did seem a bit callous. Well Thorn went into the hill and found the poor man’s life savings. In the meantime Takeshi decided it was dishonorable to kill the man in cold blood (what an odd notion, I mean it wasn’t as if it was one of us or one of his OWN countrymen or bonded servants after all……) He approached Swen and, in spite of my attempts to educate the foreigner in how to politely deliver insult by use of the gauntlet, smashed Swen upside the head laying him low for several hours! In the meantime, to appease Takeshi and Bean we packed the body on the mule deciding to turn in the money to the man’s family if he had any. Thorn complained about loss of profit so I looted the corpse finding 70 coins which I gave to him as recompense.

Upon entering town I bought us rooms at the inn using funds from the man’s chest and then convinced the man’s family, friends, and the local constable that we simply found him robbed 8 miles up the road but did recover the chest with 450 coins in it.

Leaving town we moved SE into Forland on this mysterious errand when we were accosted by a group of 8 Forlandian troops who recognized Swen and demanded he surrender. I, in turn, demanded they cease their idle prattle as I was a Ken noble and would be forced to have our group thrash them. typically they did not believe me and we proceeded to thrash them. One archer, Andreas by name, saw the wisdom of becoming my man-at-arms rather than dying a pointless death or leaving and being hung as a traitor for surrendering (another odd notion, every good Kenish knows enough to surrender as then you may escape and thrash them later (you can’t thrash them if you’re dead!)) Andreas informed me of why Swen was wanted by a Forlandian general and Swen came clean about a cave filled with riches!! It was nice of the Forlandian army to provide us with 4 war horses and 4 riding horses with which to transport more loot from the cave, as well as arms and armor from the deceased knights and men at arms. We proceeded to the cave aware that we were being followed by a large group and determined to set an ambush for them. These will probably be more Forlandish troops so I suggest we use LARGE rocks to drop on their heads as their heads will undoubtedly be difficult to damage………

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Wolf Bites
Pain for Thorn

After some trekking and collecting several pelts, the camp was attacked by wolves and a dire wolf, the wolves were not too bad of a problem, however the dire wolf found me and munched on my family jewels for my attempting to shoot it… it brutally tugged on my family jewels making me pass out, when I woke I was so very sore, there were needle marks on my jewels and I had a hard time walking or riding as a result of what ever I had incurred. I think I blocked out some of what happened, later we found a man that was shot through the head, we found his treasure stash and gave it to his family. found a group of soldiers that was wanting to kill Swen, we dealt with them, later we discovered we had been being tracked by someone… hope they don’t want to play with my jewels…

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