The Song of the Qui-Chi

Session 1

Twas the festival of golden sun
and much preparing was to be done
Halfling tribes from miles around
would come pay homage to Jakala’s crown

One such tribe was called qui-chi
And tales of them were sung of victory
Their leader was the wise mutama
Who wished the favour of jakala

The bravest hunters of their land
would be sent out to take by hand
The pelt of the most famous panther
naxis, a sleek elusive creature

The Jakalan king would be impressed
At this – a most prestigious quest
And grant a blessing for the season
that would bathe their blades in crimson

Jabaar led them from the front
full of fire and full of vigour
Above them leaping from the trees
was ulmo, silent as the breeze

Shadowing between the leaves
ulmo the younger crept with ease
Nok came next with goat in tow
commander of a lightning show

Xits the witch doctor was next
With his riddles keeps them vexed
and so the group now was complete
All minds were focused on their beat

Through tree and undergrowth did tread
the careful hunters in their stead
when with eagle eyes yulmo had spied
the flash of Naxis panther hide

The road did split to high and low
And Jabaar knew not where to go
then senses he did outward send
Naxis had slipped around the bend

Chasing down their sacred quarry
ulmo through the trees did flurry
stopping in a darkened clearing
Now was hunted what was hunting

Spinning round and just in time
The panther leapt with claws in line
yulmo lashed and headed groundward
as panther Naxis growled confounded

The wind grew large and whistled song
Steadied nerves and made them strong
Naxis pounced this time at Jabaar
her slashing claws his armour tearing

Jabaar swung and axe bit deeply
Naxis screaming, recovered quickly
Turned with eyes that full of mystery
Yulmo did succumb completely

Yulmo knew not friend from foe
and jabaar looked up to his woe
to see a knife come past his way
but fast reactions saved his day

Nok was maddened by the fray
and thunderous winds he called their way
but as they swirled and cracked and fell
twas all for naught no flash or spell

Xitz consulted bones of fate
his lust for fire he wished to sate
blooming forth a burst of fire
The goat became his funeral pyre

Naxis was a cunning fighter
Her eyes once bright were burning brighter
turned to face jabaar the brave
To turn his mind into her slave

Jabaar resisted all her taunting
Which left her with defences wanting
Ulmo jumped upon her twisting
Dual knives her blood was splashing

Yulmo still placed under trance
His throwing knives strike Nok off-balance
Nok cursed the Yulmo name out loud
This day you’ve done your parents proud!

But yulmo did yet shake the curse
and to the melee prove his worth
Struck down panther once was proud
Now singed and crippled on the ground

As they sunk their weapons deep
Into the earth her blood did seep
And all the forest creatures cried
As mighty panther’s spirit died

Xitz pronounced their task complete
The hunters turned upon their feet
Through thicket green and tallest tree
the heroes carried off with glee

Back through mountain path they clambered
but on their way progress was hampered
Their joyous mood about to change
As below them they saw something strange

In the valley long and green
A caravan of slaves was seen
Skull faced raiders driving reigns
For scores of halflings bound in chains

But upon the bluff a skirmish band
whom ulmo stalks now close at hand
yulmo moves a flank position
How will they fare in this new mission?


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