{"id":101,"date":"2010-08-08T23:00:03","date_gmt":"2010-08-08T23:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dnd.aweninspired.com\/?p=101"},"modified":"2017-09-29T22:58:42","modified_gmt":"2017-09-29T22:58:42","slug":"on-board-ship","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/?p=101","title":{"rendered":"On board ship…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Hella huddled in the corner of the aft deck, her stomach rolling and her head aching. \u00a0Even though it was hot enough to fry eggs on the ship\u2019s deck she had her only blanket wrapped around her shoulders and over her head. \u00a0The heat was bearable, the sight the the endless sea was not.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh Moradin help me,\u201d she muttered. \u00a0How did I get here? \u00a0Nothing had ever frightened the dwarf like the sight of the endless blue sea. \u00a0It looked so quiet and peaceful but Hella knew it was not, in the blink of an eye it could turn ugly and swallow up things and people without any qualms. \u00a0It\u2019s pitching and rolling was a hundred times worse than riding the smoothest pony but worse that that, Hella was convinced that it was truly bottomless; a pit opening directly to hell.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo!\u201d She told herself, don\u2019t go there! \u00a0Think of something else! \u00a0Now!<\/em> She commanded of her wayward brain. \u00a0The mission, think of the mission<\/em>. \u00a0And your companions, you can think of them she told herself. \u00a0Although she was not sure if traveling with elves was really something to look forward to.<\/p>\n

Instead her brain wandered back to her last conversation with Gwenidan. \u00a0Conversation? \u00a0Not really <\/em>she thought, more like a kick in the head. \u00a0For the hundredth time Hella wondered if Gwenidan had spoken the truth or if she just wanted Hella gone. \u00a0Why, all of the sudden, did joining the Maidens of the Ax require an initiation? \u00a0To Hella\u2019s memory no such requirements had ever been spoken of before. \u00a0Never had anyone heard that in order to join the clan of the female warriors one had to go out into the word of elves and men and what ever else stalked the land and prove one\u2019s self. \u00a0So why had Gwenidan, as the new head of the clan, required that Hella and the other three new supplicants had to leave the mountains. \u00a0What could possibly be learned out here?<\/p>\n

The ship rolled again and Hella leaned over and executed several dry heaves. \u00a0She had run out of anything to throw up long ago. \u00a0And that thought in turn reminded her why she wanted to join the maidens in the first place and why she found herself on this retched excuse for a means of travel. \u00a0Grimwalden. \u00a0That was his name and the grim part of it described it all. \u00a0Hella was not sure if the shudder that wracked her body was because of the sea-sickness or because of her memory of the day her father decided that she should marry that beardless, brainless, half a dwarf!<\/p>\n

\u201cLand Ho!\u201d \u00a0Came a shout from somewhere above the dwarf.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh thank you,Moradin for answering my prayers.\u201d \u00a0Hella said out loud. She hauled herself up and half folded, half wadded the blanket and stuffed it into her worn pack. \u00a0Let\u2019s do this thing<\/em> she thought, Grimwalden be damned, Gwenidan be damned, Father be damned, elves and their half measures be damned! \u00a0I am going to make the most of this!<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Hella huddled in the corner of the aft deck, her stomach rolling and her head aching. \u00a0Even though it was hot enough to fry eggs on the ship\u2019s deck she had her only blanket wrapped around her shoulders and over her head. \u00a0The heat was bearable, the sight the the endless sea was not. \u201cOh […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-101","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-first-gig","clear"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=101"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1355,"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101\/revisions\/1355"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=101"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=101"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dcc.aweninspired.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=101"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}