Champions of Bhumant

Comte: Last Absent Friend
How many times must we rescue people?

Once again we venture into the abyss to rescue one of our own. This time the Psychic Bear Bearnabus. Judged more worthy than the child/spy Bean he was being held by a lord of the flame demesne. Following paths shown to us my the mysterious wizard Dresden who imparted his knowledge to Graile we ventured forth into the paths between worlds. And once again we encountered the strange likeness to Takeishi that we had met before. I feel he is inextricably tied to our cause. As usual he proved his worth in aiding our endeavor. We fought our way through typical minor obstacles set before us by the ruler of this plane. finding ourselves before a large demonic being we proceeded to, as Dresden would say, “lay the smack down on him”. I sapped his vigor, Thorn & Swen shot him, our new companion the Nun Sister Mary J Wana smote him with heavenly force. In short order he fell before us.

Amazingly we found Bearnabus in fine health (98 roll out of 100) and proceeded to exit the area. For our next travel I would truly enjoy traveling to the capital of Bhumanti and presenting oursleves to the, reportedly, lovely and single queen of Bhumanti.


So, in pursuing the demons into their lair in search of their leader, I found myself overwhelmed, and I was rendered unconscious. Next thing I knew, I awoke, standing in front of Altair, of all people! I quickly realized that I was in the middle of a battle. At home in my comfort zone of combat, I saw that a group of men clad only in flames were running at and past me. So, I slipped my blade across the ribs of one of them. They began to generate some manner of psychic assault, but the one that I cut lost his concentration, and blew the minds of the others out. The two that remained were easily dispatched. After exchanging greetings with this same party of adventurers that I seem to continue to run into, they told me that one of their allies was held captive (Do they EVER not have an ally who is captured by demons?) by a demon lord of some strength. So, we walked right through the front gate and were confronted by four giant constructs. They also fell with relative ease, barely challenging us. So, as soon as we had dropped those, the demon himself appeared. Without a word of challenge, he dispatched two smaller minions and began stalking toward us. He also afflicted the Comte with a magical silence, which I found to be rather amusing. So, the small, quiet man named Thorn put an arrow in one of the minions, ending his life, and put another arrow through the head of the other one. Altair charged the monster, raking his sword along the armor on the demon’s side. One of the newer members of the party, a quiet, diminutive woman of prayer, boldly approached the demon, and blasted him with a bolt of magic, followed by the single largest blast of magic that I had ever witnessed, rocking the demon heavily, nearly knocking him from his feet. He didn’t look so good after that. Then the Comte rode forward, launching a pair of small, but deadly darts, which left the demon looking quite weak. I ran in, flipping through the air, and striking his head with both of my blades. I barely touched the ground, pivoting and leaping back and up, whipping both blades into his head once more. This felled the beast. We started discussing where their friend could be found, and I sat on the corpse, only to find out that the corpse wasn’t a corpse! The demon had regenerated itself, rising to fight again. The quiet archer pulled back his bow and buried his arrow in the demon’s eye, once again ending its life. This time we hacked it up, rending it limb from limb. It didn’t come back after that. Now, we move on to scour the tower for treasure and such. After that, on to the next fight!

Comte: Best day EVER!!!!
and I'm pretty sure the others had fun too!

So, did you ever have one of those days where everything goes right? Like the stars align to provide you with everything you not only wanted, but didn’t know you wanted until you had it? Well that’s my NORMAL day. THIS day was something special! My pure awesomeness somehow even rolled over to Swen, Baragund, Thorn and Zuchtengeist. Our barony expanded exponentially. I and Swen made good contacts with traders as well as visiting Nobles from Bhumanti (I made “special” contact with many of the attending Noble’s daughters (and a few wives and some of the younger mothers)) Baragund found a mentor in an Ancient Red Dragon that claims the Northern mountain range as his own (Boy, would Michael be PISSED!!!!) Thorn met a rather bedraggled Field Marshall of Swen’s acquaintance who comes begging favors (unfortunately Swen also got drunk and peed on the shoes of a Bhumanti Duke Wellington, I’m pretty sure the Duke would have had Swen drawn and quartered if he weren’t in our territory!) Oh, and to top it off, a Goddess has taken personal interest in my well being! (I’m fairly certain the Goddess is a sort of Aphrodite/Athena/Dionysius hybrid! She sent a very lovely messenger who I’m pretty sure was into me (though that part about me being dead soon was kind of troubling, I’ll have to look into that *side note, what does prolonged consumption of beverages exclusively from The Holy Graile do to one’s mortality?))

Comte: Battle's end and a jaunt to The Windy City
David read The Dresden Files! :)

After defeating Man Bear Pig I attempted to reconcile the Kenish army to accept their situation and surrender and swear allegiance to me. Unfortunately they simply wanted gold and didn’t want to earn it. Swen attempted to shoot the loudest & greediest protester and (he swears it was an accident!) instead shot me in the back of the head!! I doused myself with Graile in order to heal myself and the superstitious Kenish freaked out. At that point I gave up on converting them and we proceeded to terrorize them instead. Baragund burst into dragon form, Swen capped a few of them, Valya did an air burst and the army fled. Our Bhumanti visitors also left hastily advising us to simply mail the taxes from now on….

I fear their may be repercussions from this rather flamboyant display of power.

The next day we embarked through the portal on advice from our bartender sage to rescue Bearnabus. We sought a Sorceress named Margaret Lafey. While we did not find her, we did find another realm occupied by dark people with strange weapons. (I retained 5 of them on crossing the portal back. Rather unusual apparently). We also found her son, who imparted knowledge of “The Ways” into Grailes gem memory bank. We should now be able to begin the search for Bearnabus without marching through the demon held plane of fire.

Comte: Battle of 2.5 Armies!
We paid TOO much taxes?

Our group was enjoying some well earned RnR when our scouts reported an army of 1000 Bhumanti troops coming towards us. I found out we had, indeed, paid our taxes on time and with a little extra thrown in as usual. Shortly thereafter we received reports of a Khenish Army of 2500 approaching our border. This might possibly signal an invasion!

Alas it was nothing so grandiose. The Bhumanti force were simply curious as to why we were paying such large taxes. The lords in charge were conv iced that i was telling the truth and also shocked to learn of the invading Khenish army. We invited them into the walls and arranged a parley with the leader of the Khenish force. It was not invasion but simple GREED that drove the Khenish to us. They had heard of our wealth and wanted to take it from us. This, of course, could not be allowed! In the midst of negotiation I splashed Graile on the leader and he converted to a Were Bear and began attacking us, much to the consternation of the other Khenish leader.

Though the fight was difficult, we were victorious not only in defeating the Man Bear Pig, but also in driving off both the Kennish forces as well as intimidating the Bhumanti into leaving early the next morning. And Swen shot me in the head. It hurt. He apologized.

I could SO do this!



David, If you want Valya to continue to be an NPC I need control of her to keep her leveled up. I figure I’ll keep her on pace with Mark. If you’d rather she be retired that’s fine too.

(Comte) Rescuing a Friend
and meeting a dead friend......

Our Sage/Bartender has given us excellent council on which gate to take to find our missing friends Bean and Bearnabus. We reached the gate easily and passed through seeing, again, many wonders both foul and fair. I was able once again to influence the local geography to aid us in our insertion into this realm. As I grow more familiar with these otherworldly places I feel my control growing greater. Perhaps some day I can claim a realm of my own out here in addition to my holdings on the, I suppose I’ll call it the “Prime” realm.

One being stood out as different. Our old, dead, friend Takeshi! Of course it was only a worn copy of Takeshi, much born down with rage and self loathing, though Graile indicated that there was hope for this poor soul if he would only reach for it.

We easily passed through a small contingent of bat like demons that attempted to stop us and reached 2 enormous demons (the new Takeshi called them Oni, which I assume means demon in his language) Our party fell into its accustomed pattern, I buffed the group and disoriented the stupid creatures with well timed words and Thorn, Swen, Valya, Baragund, Schultz and the new Takeshi took down the demons as a team. It truly is good to have people as skilled as these by my side.

In time we came to a fortress with a MUCH larger Demon atop the parapets. Truly the Demon would have been better served had it stayed upon its perch and harried us. Unfortunately for the dumb brute it displayed the typical weakness of it’s kind. Pride. My insults stung it. Words hurt and they caused the great Demon to leap down upon us where, the new Takeshi and Swen put out both it’s eyes after a nice softening up by thorn and Baragund and Valya. Someday I may actually have to lift my sword in anger, and OH what a dark day that will be! We rescued Bean none the worse for wear but were unable to find Bearnabus. We shall have to look into this and find out what has happened. But that is for a day soon to come.

Into the Fire

I made my way into the spirit realm, through a portal that after much searching I finally found in the ruins of an ancient monastery high in the mountains. Upon arriving, I found that many beings travelled here, although I could not touch them. I followed what seemed to be a most interesting challenge to the gate of its origin, and there I observed the flow of creatures into and out of this gate. I had decided that I was going to enter here in search of worthy foes, when I noticed a group of travelers watching me as well. Staring, really. So, we passed through the portal at the same time, and they greeted me by name. Imagine my surprise, as I had never seen a single one of them before. Nevertheless, they seemed to have met some doppelgänger of mine, or at least a lesser portion of my spirit who fought alongside them and died protecting them, apparently. I was…intrigued, to say the least. So, I felt that this group of warriors and sages, nobles and savage beasts would likely lead me to battle, and I decided to travel with them. A loud whistling tone sounded out, and we were soon beset by a swarm of small, annoying creatures that we dispatched easily enough. We were heading for a nearby tower when out of the molten rock leapt two great monsters. Oni. I am sure of it. _Now, _I thought, _this is getting interesting. I enjoined in battle with the both of them, wounding them, and as I battled, a memory occurred to me. I had studied these kind of oni before! As I made several strategic cuts, suddenly the quiet archer, the one who calls himself Thorn, let fly a missile of pure light, right through the eye of one of the oni. I was amazed as it glowed, and then fractured into a thousand pieces of light. Never had I witnessed such prowess in an archer before. We quickly finished the other oni off, and then we were off to the main event: Their lord, the King Oni. He was perched atop his tower, watching us. The de facto leader of the party, and strangely dressed man on a finely trained horse, insulted the demon until it had enough, and it vaulted from its parapet to the ground directly in front of me, spewing fire from its mouth. My chi protected me from the flames, and I knew that this is where my chi had been leading me all this time. I sized up my opponent, and charged forward, slicing and cutting, feinting and stabbing. I thought that he had me once, but I narrowly managed to twist aside from the raking claws of the terrible foe. I felt the __yofun_, or rage, rising inside me. I focused my chi through my blade, and struck as I never had before, tearing through its head and a blinding series of blows. The Oni had much power, as it healed some of the wounds right then…but not all of them. Also, I noticed that my blade seemed to glow, faintly. Some of the others attacked it as well, and the marksman, Swen, put a shot right into its eye. Immediately, I knew how I would slay the beast. It weakly swiped at me, but I batted its hand aside, then leapt for its head once again, channeling my fury into the point of my sword. I pierced its other eye, and drove my blade through the back of its skull! Now my blade released a burst of light, and I distinctly, if faintly, heard a familiar voice: “You can still regain your honor…” I knew that I must determine the source of this call, and although I have long since put to death the samurai within me, I am yet drawn by this prospect. For what glory is there to be had, when one is honorless?

The Lone Blade

A wandering warrior, far from the samurai he was trained to be. Long since, he has left his code of honor to follow the path of the ruroni, the lone swordsman against the world. His past has left its marks deeply upon him, from the loss of his eye to the loss of his honor, to the fury buried inside him, only exposed by combat, where his chi moves strongly, pushing him ever closer to the brink of madness, to be eternally lost to the rage that threatens to consume him. He seeks a new challenge, a new enemy, as his skill with the blade, Two Heavens As One, has proven more than his opponents could face, and the trail of bodies that he has left in his wake is long… long indeed.Mori Takeshi


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