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[Brygun] The Story of Calle (long story style)
Brygun:
Real world its April 2023 and I've decided to go another round of Unreal World play with story writing. Those familiar with my early ones know this thread will be growing journal style.
The next few posts are the preamples setups
Character for 2023 April
Links to my other stories:
Calle
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6953.0
Tuukka
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6082.0
Kylpymies
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6076.0
Pekka
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6016.0
Iltros
The island challenge
http://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=6007.0
Cornan
An adventure to emulate Conan
http://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=5461.0
Novrus
A long adventure establishing a first winter house
https://www.unrealworld.fi/forums/index.php?topic=4640.0
Brygun:
Calle
Character for 2023 April
Game version 3.72-1 patch
Mods: BAC-Rudy, Norse portraits
Long story rule: My goal is to encourage my own writing. Thus glitch or early deaths may be reloaded to avoid the ‘yet another beginning’ writing.
In the journal is < file name > entries of when I backup the game. If things go bad yet I decided to continue the writing those are break points to upload to. For example if he dies silly amid with 2 hours since the last save and its reloaded the journal for that time no longer exists. Thus those are my “confirmed journal” points such as when I log off for the night. For purists who only want an iron-man mode with no reloads well this isn’t it and blogging the same “character starts his first shelter” many times doesn’t interest me.
Culture: Reemilaiset
Reemiläiset (Those Who Live In The Reemi) live in the south-east part of the UnReal World. They have prosperous villages and they earn their daily living mainly by means of agriculture. Regular fishing, passive hunting and trading adds a steady flow of wealth.
Reemiläiset like to build big, protected houses. They have a deep respect for the spiritworld and their ancestors.
-Game Encyclopedia
Name: Calle
Calle
A man who is free
https://www.momjunction.com/baby-names/finnish/
Start: Winter
Completed the fall harvest with the family and preparing for his journey.
Reroll: Yes
looking to avoid the low endurance problem and with good dexterity for crafting
Came across a very high stat set though endurance a little above average isn’t ideal
Starting Rituals:
General sacrifice
Bear skull Rite
Setting snares for hares
Mittens for bear hunting
Wear mittens: wool for setting hare snares, dog fur for hunting bears
Skills:
High skills 60%+ in:
Building, Textile craft, Carpentry, Stealth, Axe, Bow
Start scenario:
Abandoned camp = gift goods from village
Course: The Unreal World
Starting at: Pyhareitti “Sacred trail”
Starting gear:
Weapons
hunting knife
fine hand axe
splitting axe
Armours and clothes
masterwork leather shoes
wollen trousers
fur shirt
nettle tunic
Food
2 rye breads
2 smoked bear cuts
2 smoke forest reindeer cuts
Starting:
In the rain
Brygun:
reserved for possible starting pics.
Brygun:
reserved spare.
Brygun:
Day 4 of the 11th week before midwinter point
Reaching spruce and leafless birch chattered with the cooling rain of the fall. Calle’s work for the harvest was done. His hand picked off the head of a yarrow flower. Growing to the start of his manhood family and village both had led made him ready. It is time now for his path to begin.
His mother had traded for shoes with a double soul and stacked heel. Rare was such quality leather work seen. Wool trousers, nettle tunic and fur shirt were sufficient for the current fall weather.
The hunting knife was his companion of several years while the splitting axe was new for this year’s chores. A great pride matched the gleam on the fine hand axe that was the village’s gift for his coming of age.
Food was in a small bundle with grandmother’s breads and uncle’s smoked meats.
As a spiritual people their sage had a vision that he was to take on a great journey far away, perhaps never to be seen again. Mother cried for a day then began sewing not for him but to trade for the best shoes she could find.
In the sage’s vision he had to start by wintering outside to prove his readiness to the spirits. It was a fading lean to the sage led him. In the rain the sage left Calle.
“Search in a circle then as the spokes of wagon wheel,” Calle said.
An old wisdom to oeritnate in a new place. First finds were large stones, a few rocks, the stash of firewood and two nestled boulders. Those boulders seemed a far better place to shelter.
“Mark your routes with three and three,” Calle said.
He cut off branches setting into the ground three singles then a group of three. To those so trained these pointed the direction to go. These were placed north, west, south and east of the two boulders.
It seemed the old shelter had its own spirit. Respecting that spirit Calle let it stand. Instead he took his hand axe and knife to bring down trunks and spruce branches. Notching two uprights braced the ridge pole. Onto that was leaned the weave of spruce for a roof with more roof to separate him from the ground.
Snow had begun to fall. This winter would be challenging.
The sage’s words came to mind, “You may come to the villages to trade but stay only briefly. This challenge is tying you to the spirits. You must live with them as much as possible.”
Calle set out the yarrow flower as offering.
“Bless this new home. Keep me safe. Teach me the way,” prayed Calle.
Calle now began his first expansion of the circle. A few hundred yards across he could see where the Sage had brought him. Spruce mires, heathland, a clearing to the north west and pine mire to the south west. Those might still have berries and he needed a good source of water.
Sadly it wasn’t the season for gathering birch or adler bark. Birch could make containers and guarding outer clothing. Adler has the sap for tanning to let you eat the fats more often. A straight young spruce soon became a hiking staff.
In the heathland Calle began collecting lingonberries and heather. A basic non-sustainable diet but it was food other than uncle’s smoked meats. Those he could save now for emergency. Berries have moisture aiding his strength to explore. A greater use is to use berries as to bait traps. Traps his axes and knives would let him make.
What had he said his clothes? That it was enough. Well he was cold now. It was just noon amid the berry and flower gathering.
A longer walk took him to the pine mires. There cloud berries sprouted in small stands. A quick meal of them to aide him. Calle smilled seeing a pool of water. It would freeze in the weeks ahead. For now it means having that good drink.
Scouting found cranberries and nestled amid spruce a boulder. Calle set a new shelter there making a fire. Access to water would be vital. A lucky spot too. Nearby two trees had fallen which he could use to make materials without having to fell new trees.
Calle let heather petals fall into the fire.
“Bless this new home. Keep me safe. Teach me the way,” prayed Calle.
He slept.
Awakening in the dark Calle felt comfortably warm. Lean to shelter’s kept off rain and snow while collecting the fires heat. The boulder was also starting to warm. In the dim he gathered up spruce twigs to make a mat for this shelter. Saplings he had gathered in his hike he parted to make crude cordage.
<Calle 002 loop snare = mod edit to restore making loop snares of things other than yarn>
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