LCC Garheim - LC10 Phase 2 "The Scent of Cut Stone"
Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 11:06 pm
Hi all!
Here's a build for Phase 2 of the LCC Garheim Local Challenge Phase 2. Titled "The Scent of Cut Stone"
Only AFTER taking the pictures did I realize what I'd forgotten: the road! Sorry it's so bare and...well, lifeless. :-(Unfortunately I scrapped the build before uploading the photos, so...*sigh* next time.
Hope you like it otherwise!
Story:
Earlier in the morning, Marykk had gathered with Einryk, the town’s famous tracker Neivanskaal, and Orrin, his father’s friend and captain of the Nereberg guard. Orrin had left command of the guard to his housecarl, Thorbad, and to keep Marykk’s brother Aelbern out of trouble (or from following them), had allowed him a spot on Thorbad’s work-gang. As they left town, armed and ready to visit the Icefall Barrow, Marykk and his companions passed the work-gang hard at work on the base of a defensive wall on the outskirts of Nereberg. When the Jarl’s messenger had come to town several days before, with dire warnings of imminent war, the townspeople had been largely apathetic. But, the town leaders would rather be safe than sorry, and so the wall was planned and construction started.
Orrin grumbled as they walked, the smell of onions on his breath beneath his beard. “Thorbad better keep ‘em working hard while I’m gone. And remember boy, I only agreed to go with you because you’re Thorenn’s lad, and you couldn’t fight-off an Ice Bear if it was sick, pregnant, and blind.”
Marykk sniffed. “Thank you for the vote of confidence. I accept your insult with manly dignity.”
Einryk laughed and elbowed his friend. “We don’t have to worry anymore with Orrin with us though…the bears will all run away from his breath.”
Orrin grunted and, behind them, Neivanskaal just chuckled quietly.
The work-gang had already laid out most of the foundation stones for the wall and were starting on the main stones as Marykk and his companions passed. A ways off, Aelburn waved to them.
“Do you really think war will come to Garheim?” Einryk’s eyes were on the wall as they walked by.
Orrin was quiet for a moment. “I don’t think the Loreesi are that foolish. They’d never win a campaign up here in the land of snow and ice. Their horses would freeze to death.”
Marykk nodded, peering into the distance beyond the mountains. He hoped Orrin was right, but either way, they had more personal troubles to deal with, like returning his father’s sword to its rightful place in his hand.
Link to the Flickr set:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/29378983@N ... 999342995/
Here's a build for Phase 2 of the LCC Garheim Local Challenge Phase 2. Titled "The Scent of Cut Stone"
Only AFTER taking the pictures did I realize what I'd forgotten: the road! Sorry it's so bare and...well, lifeless. :-(Unfortunately I scrapped the build before uploading the photos, so...*sigh* next time.
Hope you like it otherwise!
Story:
Earlier in the morning, Marykk had gathered with Einryk, the town’s famous tracker Neivanskaal, and Orrin, his father’s friend and captain of the Nereberg guard. Orrin had left command of the guard to his housecarl, Thorbad, and to keep Marykk’s brother Aelbern out of trouble (or from following them), had allowed him a spot on Thorbad’s work-gang. As they left town, armed and ready to visit the Icefall Barrow, Marykk and his companions passed the work-gang hard at work on the base of a defensive wall on the outskirts of Nereberg. When the Jarl’s messenger had come to town several days before, with dire warnings of imminent war, the townspeople had been largely apathetic. But, the town leaders would rather be safe than sorry, and so the wall was planned and construction started.
Orrin grumbled as they walked, the smell of onions on his breath beneath his beard. “Thorbad better keep ‘em working hard while I’m gone. And remember boy, I only agreed to go with you because you’re Thorenn’s lad, and you couldn’t fight-off an Ice Bear if it was sick, pregnant, and blind.”
Marykk sniffed. “Thank you for the vote of confidence. I accept your insult with manly dignity.”
Einryk laughed and elbowed his friend. “We don’t have to worry anymore with Orrin with us though…the bears will all run away from his breath.”
Orrin grunted and, behind them, Neivanskaal just chuckled quietly.
The work-gang had already laid out most of the foundation stones for the wall and were starting on the main stones as Marykk and his companions passed. A ways off, Aelburn waved to them.
“Do you really think war will come to Garheim?” Einryk’s eyes were on the wall as they walked by.
Orrin was quiet for a moment. “I don’t think the Loreesi are that foolish. They’d never win a campaign up here in the land of snow and ice. Their horses would freeze to death.”
Marykk nodded, peering into the distance beyond the mountains. He hoped Orrin was right, but either way, they had more personal troubles to deal with, like returning his father’s sword to its rightful place in his hand.
Link to the Flickr set:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/29378983@N ... 999342995/
