Abnninja's D&D 5e Greek Campaign Main RPG Thread
Pausanias rises and raises his arm, beckoning quiet. The throng of people immediately quiets. In typical Spartan fashion his speech is of few words. "Magic has returned to Hellas, and it seems to the rest of the world, as far as Persia to the east, Aegyptus to the south, the Latin tribes to the East, and the Germanic and Celtic tribes to the north. It is as it once was during the times of Achilles and Odysseus. Beasts not seen in centuries roam the lands again, as do beasts never seen. This reawakening has afflicted many… including me."
With that he kneels down and strikes the ground with his fist, a burst of divine energy ripples outward from him accompanied by the sound of thunder. With that he rises and continues, "I could have killed many of you with a simples thought with that. And Mount Olympus has awakened. I fear the gods are angered and we must understand why. I have sent out three groups of men to find out what is happening. When this first started I sent four of our best scouts, none returned. Two years later I sent out two more scouts backed by a tríto of twelve, none returned. Three years ago I sent out an enōmotia, 36 of my best Spartan warriors. Warriors who have never known defeat. One returned carrying his shield, nearly blind, babbling incoherently about new gods. So now I call this council to decide how best to deal with this."
The envoy from Athens rises, "We too have thought on this. We see this as a gift, not an affliction, but we agree we must understand it more. We recommend sending Athenians to find out what transpires. For although Sparta has strength of arms, it is Athens that has the culture, philosophy, and learning necessary to study these phenomena. Only we… "
The envoy from Thebes rises immediately and cuts the Athenian off, "You boy lovers can't be trusted to study any… "
The Persian rises, "You are all too uncouth to study this, why our scholars have more knowledge… "
The Egyptian rises, "Pah, we threw off you Persians and now we have knowledge you Persians only dream of. Why… "
More and more envoys start to rise and argue. Even the crowds start to argue among themselves.
"Enough!" with that every Spartan warrior takes his dory (Spear) and bangs it on his hoplon (Shield), then takes one menacing step forward. At that, everyone falls quiet. Pausanias continues, "I did not bring you here to argue or proclaim who is better or more deserving of the honor." He looks coldly at the Persian and then the Athenian and lastly the Theban, "We crushed each of you in turn despite all your vast advantages. Yet I invited you here as equals. This is a time to face this as Hellenes. For once, we will be united. And those of you from outside Hellas, you are in this with us. More and more evil creatures are showing up. Creatures never seen in the ancient times. We must stop them… together. Six months ago the twelve Olympians came to me and told me to arrange this council. This I have done. They said there would be a sign."
And with those words a whirlwind rises behind the chairs. It eventually forms into the likeness of a huge, muscular man and a huge golden eagle, Aetos Dios, the Eagle of Zeus settles on the shoulder made of the whirlwind. Words without words form in everyone's mind. "The choice has been made."
Then slowly, avatars begin to form over the heads of people in attendance. Avatars of the gods themselves. How could this be?
First, above Tellias's head the avatar of the god Ares, god of war forms. He holds a shield in one arm and raises a wicked kopis, the slashing sword of the Spartans, in the other. A sense of war for the sake of war overtakes the crowd.
Next above Manos' head the avatar of Hephaestus manifests itself. He holds a hammer in one hand and works a piece of metal on an anvil. One senses anything can be made, or unmade with the right elements.
Above the tall woman, Briadia, the deity Athena forms out of the nothingness. She holds her long dory and hoplon. Wisdom seems to emanate from her.
Hecate appears above the head of Elymas, and the sense of magic engulfs the gathering.
Niklaus looks up as the top of his head tingles and there the god Apollo appears and he dances, and a ripple of laughter dances through the masses.
Above the head of Photokles bright Helios appears, in his chariot… and the sun seems to stand in the sky.
A priest in the crowd yells, "No, he is a blasphemer. This cannot… "
King Pausanias strikes the ground again, thunder booms, and the priest is cut off mid sentence, and falls dead. "The gods speak" is all he says.
Slowly a mist forms above Keitha's head, it elongates, forms into a glob, and then elongates again, as if battling. Finally the goddess Artemis takes shape a deer gently nuzzling her form, and an earthly smell of nature manifests itself.
Lastly, above the head of one of King Pausanias' 300, the hoplite Brathark, three forms manifest. Mighty Zeus, and his brother's Poseidon and Hades manifest. And all at once a sense of unheard of power, the smell of the ocean, and a feeling of dread overtakes all present.
And then they all dissipate. "The gods have spoken. Come forward." Pausanias indicates a point in front of the council for each of you to come. The crowds part. Murmurs arise. Some people reach out to touch you, others shrink away.
Out of Character: Describe what your characters do and how they react. There should be some awe here. The gods haven't been heard from in so long they have become more legend then real.
Edited: Abnninja on 5th Sep, 2017 - 2:21am