TNU Play Report 17: Kites in the North Wind
After a month of rest, the party reconvenes to head north. Nougat is
left in the care of the doctor Almuund found, Akela pays what is due to
retain Cleo’s services, and at Hant’s insistence they use the main roads
to make their way north rather than cutting through the woodland. They
set off.
In TNU, a roll for encounters is done by rolling a variable die (smaller
for more dangerous areas), with an encounter on a 1 and special events
on a 2-3. I rolled a 2, and consulted a list (which I will have to put
into post form at some point) of possible special events for the
wilderness. The result: A piece of the Low-Hanging Firmament (also
something that will need its own post at some point!) falls to the
earth.
As the party hikes along the trail, a glittering mass of glass falls to
the earth in front of them, shattering into pieces and coating the woods
and trail in shards of glass. The party is concerned about this,
comparing it to the glass shards found in the first nightmare they
ventured into and a rumor Almuund had heard of glass men along the
coast. They pick a careful path through the shards to avoid injury until
they find a place to camp.
The next day they make a turn at the fork in the trail that leads north.
They travel through mossy stone-faced hills and fields of wildflowers,
as the trail angles more steeply upwards towards the mountains. The trip
is uneventful, though the party takes note of a small hiking trail
leading off of 0406 to 0306 and the ruined tower at 0506.
Upon arriving late at night at the Northmost Collaboration, the party
sees a haphazard town of cabins, tents, and yurts, spilling out and
around ancient drystone fencelines and fortress. Passerby wave with
generic friendliness, but no organized group is there to welcome them.
Cairns dot the path and the campsites alike, and the central fortress
has the vibe of a pub just closing, as drunk citizens find their way
back to their lodgings after an evening of revelry. They are directed to
a collection of yurts that is being run as a hotel by a middle aged
woman named Thelma, and pay to share one.
In the morning light, they get a better picture of the Northmost
Collaboration: The tents and yurts are decorated with a wide variety of
transcendentalist iconography, and are scattered haphazardly. Some
constructions are clearly conflicting, a half finished wall forcing a
line of cabins to change angle sharply. The fortress seems to serve as a
market square, temporary vendors outside its walls and more permanent
stalls within. Everywhere you look, there are kites, attended to by
transcendentalists, attached to walls, strings kept in place by cairns,
kites flying, kites crashed, constructed in a vast variety of
ways.
Almuund asks around about the kites, and learns that the
transcendentalists here have taken up the lifestyle based on a
combination of the north wind making it very easy to fly them as well as
a peculiarity of their beliefs. They hold that the separation of
humanity from the natural is a mistake of categorization, and believe
that this also means various other separations are intensely harmful to
understanding the natural-as-divine all around us. What they aim to do
with the kites is gain a more complete understanding of air and wind as
solid matter that exists in the world and shapes the material we more
typically regard as having solidity. Opinions on the best type of kites
to do this with are of course varied. Some are traditional diamonds,
some are experimental and abstract, some mimic animals such as birds,
fish, and tigers, in the hopes that they might reveal something about
the relationship between the wind and real birds, fish, and
tigers.
Akela quietly takes in the layout of the town and judges its
defensibility while she plans the next venture into a nightmare that the
party suspects is nearby.
Hant sees his acquaintance the unidentified assassin turned jewelry
merchant, and makes brief small talk to determine where to seek out
book-lovers in this town. He is ponted towards the local university: an
ancient church which the transcendentalists have repurposed into a place
of learning and debate. Outside of it he sees an argument between
several parties around a large ornate telescope: they saw something fall
from the sky several days ago, and it is being debated whether or not it
was a piece of the firmament itself, and whether the recent increase to
the north in Occult-Futurist balloons have anything to do with it. Hant
listens in, and mentions to another rubbernecking passerby the glass to
the south. This person confirms that the supposed firmament-fall was to
the south, the majority of balloons to the north, and that the
transcendentalist university will likely send an expedition to retrieve
some of this glass once they hold a few more debates about it.