Lady Eliore of Stormhold, the town's apothecary, was recently contracted by some mysterious dwarves dwelling in a fortress in the swamps near Destard to fill a MASSIVE order of potion kegs. Excitement over the increase in business was soon tempered as there was a catch... Turns out Dwarves and magic don't mix, at all. They refused to allow the kegs to be delivered via gates or recall. Therefore this MASSIVE pile of kegs would have to be delivered on foot, with pack horses. Stormhold (North of Vesper) to the swamps south of Destard. Thayer, one of Stormhold's woodsmen discovers where all those boards have been going. Pack horses are loaded and assigned to leaders and guards from Stormhold and her allies arrive to escort the caravan on it's journey from Stormhold to the Destard swamps. Before we could set out Sir Eleint of H*O had a mishap with a dragon. Eleint patched up -- the convoy sets out through the woods towards Vesper. Again the caravan moves through the woods, doing their best to stay together -- scouts ahead and to the flanks. Joining the road for the last leg towards Vesper. The caravan having briefly resupplied and rested in Vesper was able to move without incident all the way to Britain, where horses were watered and a brief rest had. Having done their best to avoid attracting attention the convoy moves back to the road South of Britain. The caravan arrives in the lands of TKB, The Eternal Realm of the True Knights Britannia. Lady Oni and Knight Elma then showed everyone the hospitality of their lands. ...and a picnic was had while we rounded up our outriders and scouts. Lady Knight Elma served up some of her finest fish! The group took a long rest here and readied themselves for the final leg of their journey. Shortly after setting out Vlar ran across this horrific sight. Caravan passes through a narrow pass as they approached the Destard mountains South of Skara Brae. AT LAST! Nearly two hours later the caravan safely pulled into the dwarven fortress, every single pack horse and keg intact! As a reward the dwarves allowed everyone to take home a keg themselves! The kegs delivered Vlar and Eliore thanked those who'd helped make the journey and what followed was a ale filled celebration that shall live in Stormhold lore for ages!
Yes that is exactly what she said. Awesome adventure, makes me want to come out of perpetual refreshing
GLORIOUS!! Thanks for posting Vlar! Sawry I couldn't be there in person. I hope the dwarves make good use of those kegs!
And while this adventure was transpiring The Horseman was terrorizing our citizens on the very streets of Stormhold. He will pay for the bones and the body parts that he littered our streets with! So swears I!
Great shots and story, Vlar. A tremendous undertaking that went quite well. Many thanks to all who made the epic trip.
Great event! I've always had a soft heart for pack animals and caravans in UO. What a pity that the Franz did not turn up somewhere on that road!
He wanted to have the dragons carry kegs like pack horses. As you saw, they did not react favorably to his suggestion.
