#settlement

[writestupidshit]

I think I had a point even before playing Blind Betrayal.

[thesilicontribesman]

Bryn Eryr Recreated Iron Age Roundhouses, St. Fagans National Museum of History, Cardiff, Wales

[alwaysbewoke]

[dailyadventureprompts]

Out on a Limb in Lirnketh

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Seeking shelter from the dangers of the everwood, a group of foresters decided to take shelter in the boughs of a grove of titanic trees. What started as a simple shelter grew over generations into a precariously perched village that provides an essential stop off for any travellers or wagon trains passing through the primeval forest.

Adventure Hooks:

The party are tasked with delivering an important missive in the depths of winter, and are driven to take shelter in Lirnketh when the weather turns. Forced to wait out the storm or risk going astray or worse yet freezing, the party has a moment to warm up, meditate on their mission, and enjoy some cider.

Hippogriff racing is a beloved pastime in the everwood, a tradition which originates with the the local woodelf clans who used the beasts to aid in their hunts. One of their greatest trainers has taken retirement in Lirnketh, and might be willing to teach the party's resident cavalier some tricks if they manage to prove themselves to the gruff old man.

A merchant caravan has gone missing after being attacked on the road. The few survivors who made it back to civilization speak of a strange, towering figure watching them from the trees, and fret that the caravan master somehow gave offence to one of the innumerable forest gods. Investigation finds a scattering of the hired guards and wagoners frozen where they stood, their cargo ripped open and spilled over the forest floor; food, furs, and jewellery discarded in a search for something yet more precious.

Further Adventures:

The Strange creature that haunts the paths around Lirnketh is known by some as the Gelid Huntsman, was crafted from a bough of an iceladen tree by an archfey for the single minded purpose of retrieving a lost necklace, driving it to attack any who cross its path dressed in finery or boasting too loudly (as the merchant did) of their riches.

The necklace was stolen when a mundane crow caught sight of the archfey on their way to a grand fairyland ball and took fancy to the shine around their neck.

Because nothing can ever be simple with the fey, the necklace is cursed, its beauty both hypnotic and corrosive, honed to eat away at the vision those who look upon it with envy. The necklace is also slightly alive, containing the essence of the archfey’s defeated lover/rival, who is desperate not to return to captivity and is far from innocent.

Through the crow, the necklace has found its way into the hands of some bandits, and is slowly making its way up to their leader through a chain of smeagol-one ring style betrayals. 

This leaves the party with a dilemma,  keep the necklace for its bewitching power and be pursued by the Gelid Hunter, release the vengeful spirit within, or give the necklace back to its sinister maker and earn themselves an ominous gift in thanks. 

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The Founding of Australia 1788 by Algernon Talmage

[unbfacts]

Bill and Melinda Gates' 2021 divorce broke records as one of the most expensive, with Melinda Gates reportedly receiving $76 billion.

[mindblowingscience]

A huge ancient city has been found in the Amazon, hidden for thousands of years by lush vegetation. The discovery changes what we know about the history of people living in the Amazon. The houses and plazas in the Upano area in eastern Ecuador were connected by an astounding network of roads and canals.

Continue Reading.

[jerseydeanne]

Settlement Day!

We are going to make settlement on our new home today.

My Xfinity will be turned off and am waiting for my new internet install.

I might not make it back in time for the election. Please don't vote for Marxists. Trump isn't Hitler or a fascist. He is for the people that's you and me and he isn't hiding the globalist agenda, unlike the puppet who according to Candace isn't black at all. Shocker

Did you guys hear they took Joe Rogan down from YouTube? I can't believe how petty and small the Democrats are being.

[jimslapass]

[djwaglmuffin]

Abernathy Farms coming together.

This city plan is working pretty good, I guess. I usually build up Abernathy myself to ensure food is being produced but my builds are so boring.

[felrend]

It’s a sight to behold

[thesilicontribesman]

Mesolithic Harpoon Head, 4500 BCE, Stewartry Museum, Kirkcudbright, Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland

This is a 6500 year old harpoon made from a Red Deer antler and found in the River Dee. It is of a similar type of harpoon to those found in Mesolithic caves or rock shelters near Oban. This piece has been carbon dated to around 4500 BCE.

[falloutconfessions]

“I didn’t realize that Arefu was Careful on the sign but the C and the L fell off.”

Fallout Confessions

[dailyadventureprompts]

Adventure: Along the Kobold Street

Folk in Eldriton have been complaining about the muddy streets for over a generation, ever since their humble settlement grew from Eldrit village into a proper town. Traffic and merchant wagons churn the streets to mud even days after the rain, and the party notably have to slog through it to reach the inn on their first night.

Imagine everyone's surprise when folk awaken to discover a fresh swath of new cobbles along the town's main thoroughfare, appearing as if my magic in the dead of night. Some are wary but others are perplexedly elated, and the general mood is only further confused when it's discovered that the mayor's manor has been stripped down to it's wooden skeleton while he slept inside it.

Adventure Hooks:

Garbed in only his night shirt and clinging to a third story support beam, the mayor hollers at onlookers, alternating between demands for rescue and threats thrown at those carrying off his furniture and possessions, which have been neatly laid in the street for all to see. The frame of the disassembled manor creeks ominously, threatening collapse, and intercession by the party will likely earn them a significant reward if they don't bring the whole structure down on themselves. Or they could nick some valuables before the guards arrive and make a run for it.

The culprits in this perplexing case turn out to be warren 568, a collective of kobolds who've been moving into the region over the past couple months after their underdark tunnels brought them close enough to the surface to hit sunlight. They've proven themselves to be fine enough neighbours buying up provisions and trading tin with the local craftsmen, but there's an inevitable clash of cultures going on here. The kobolds don't get town people, why their leaders are allowed not to pull their weight and why an inefficiency like the muddy roads was allowed to persist. Then a couple of weeks back a few of their proquirers got to chatting with some market people and they overheard the rumour that the mayor never got around to seeing the roads paved because he was too busy building out his impressive home. "Ah" say the kobolds to themselves, already working out the logistics "we're good neighbours, let us fix that for you."

Days later, an old warehouses collapse in the night and tiny tools are found amid the rubble. The rumormill turns and folk start to whisper that the kobolds are intent on taring down all their houses in their mad act of "generosity". As it turns out, this is a ploy by a few of the local materials merchants to oust the kobolds for undercutting them. They hope to turn the unrest over the manor into active distrust.

Obviously aggrieved, the mayor wants the kobolds gone, and is willing to offer the party a tidy reward to infiltrate their mine and collapse some of the tunnels, bodycount be damned. If they keep to their principles and abstain from this bloodmoney they'll eventually be called in by the local reeve, apparently the mayor found bigger idiots with less scruples and she wants the party to find them before they instigate a massacre.

If the worse comes to pass and the mine collapses, the party may find themselves trapped in the underadark with some very distraught kobolds and no obvious way back to the surface.

Finally, if you're running with a new group of players or starting a fresh campaign consider using Eldriton as your "first town", a stopoff after the tutorial dungeon where the heroes were perhaps sent on a mission from the reeve so they can know her ahead of time. This adventure is pretty low stakes but offers a lot of opportunities for the group to decide who they are, be it opportunistic thieves, armature detectives, callous sellswords, or agents of order.

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ICJ says Israel settlements in Palestine illegal

[theseworldsareyours]

From Sketches 01 by Wayne Haag