Athalorn 3d10(10+6+6)=22 Thursday May 6th, 2004 3:08:14 AM
The druid is still focused on his spell, and the divine magic that is coursing through his body. The concerns of his companions are lost on him, as he doesn't even hear them. Instead, he looks up at the gargoyles, and brings down a further bolt of lightning on one of them. (Call Lightning Damage 22 to a Gargoyle)
Glannath meanwhile, is still mid air, but low down near to the companions and battling against the rain and gravity to stay aloft. When he sees the energy field surge towards Athalorn he descends and lands on the druids shoulder - hoping to distract him from his trance.
Jay B (Lian) Thursday May 6th, 2004 8:39:33 AM
Concerned with posting.
Not liking the spottiness.
Kent, need help DMing? I'll take the days you don't post if you want.... I simply don't want this game to die. (Not volunteering to DM on a regular basis, just for a week if need be!)
This isn't meant to be a flame, just serious concern.
Gunther (AC 23, HP 60/60 Shield of Faith) Thursday May 6th, 2004 10:54:45 AM
The large man watches the approaching hostiles with growing anticipation... He doesn't much like the idea of entering the field, but then did they have much of a choice? "Perhaps ve can double back around dat ting and get to vere ve need to go?" he suggests.
Elese Thursday May 6th, 2004 10:41:00 PM
I think that we need to be on the otherside of that, but I'm not at all sure that we should touch it or let it touch us. It loks like it is one of the wild magic bands that travel this area. And by the looks of things I would say it is a magic absorbing one. We might try pouring an excess of magic into it at one spot and see what happens. She almost seems like she is looking for someone to take the decision from her.
DM Kent d20+8=14 d20+8=27 d6+4=6 d20+8=19 d20+8=19 d20+8=10 d20+8=9 Thursday May 6th, 2004 10:53:42 PM
With Athalon's second lightening strike, a slender tenril from the band stretches out and touches the entranced druid, who all at once feels warm and tingly and deathly cold. Fortitude save DC25 (lose 10 hps and 2 points con). At the same time Athalorn's magic seems to begin to fade from his body (will save DC 25)
At the same time the Gargoyles dive and attack. Olana gets caught by one stoney claw. (6 points)
The second goes after Ingrge, but the mage manages to get out of the way and avoid damage.
The third dive bombs Gunther and misses badly.
After dodging Ingrge yells to Figment.
"Target the spot right there with the most potent spell you have I will do the same. Elese you do the same."
"Bertram, see what you can do about getting our new friend over there to safety."
"Olana, Gunther do what you can to get rid of these things."
Somehow getting Lian's attention, Ingrge tries to make himunderstand that he is to help Father Bertram with Athalorn.
Lian Thursday May 6th, 2004 11:46:39 PM
Having seen the druid get 'sucked' into the shroud, Lian has no problem understanding, but wonders how they are to do it. Getting an epiphony, Lian strips off his pack and the swords he has strapped to his belt and back. "The magic! It's attracted to the magic. The less we have, the less we attract. If you carry no valuables into town, you attract no thieves. Remain humble." He says, as if remembering something said to him in his past. He continues to drop magic items.
[OOC: If you wish for a list of items I'm shedding, I will email or post it. Email me with what you want Kent.]
Olana d20+13=24 d20+8=19 d10+2=5 d10+2=5 Friday May 7th, 2004 12:32:00 AM
"Oww!"
Olana nods at Ingrge, whips around and pulls her sword.
"Alright, you stone............. THING! Come and get it, big boy," she growls. "C'mon!"
For a blonde elf, she does her best to look intimidating, taking a couple of mighty swings at her attacker. Oh for a club right now.... not that she'd be able to weild it effectively.
((Hits AC 24 and 19 for 5 and 5, well woweee))
Athalorn (HP 67/67 AC 22 including +3 Barkskin) d20+8=28 d20+11=30 Friday May 7th, 2004 4:59:09 AM
(ooc: woo hoo awesome rolls!)
Athalorn is distracted from his spell by Glannath, but it is too late as the field reaches out to him. Glannath takes into the air again, and the druid focuses on his inner strength to help him fight the darkness. The power of nature comes to him and he resists the draining effect of the tendril (Fortitude save = 28) and the coursing magic that it tries to suck from his body (will save = 30)
He thinks about changing form to escape the field, but finds he has no energy and almost collapses from the effort. However he does try to force himself away from the grasp of the evil that holds him...
Gunther (AC 23, HP 60/60 Shield of Faith) d20+13=22 d20+8=25 d20+13=17 d20+5=17 Friday May 7th, 2004 5:02:22 PM
Grasping his sword tightly, Gunther nods grimly at Ingrge's instruction and slices his sword back and forth at the incoming animated statue to no avail. Gunther grimaces at the pounding he is likely to recieve in retaliation.
Figment Sunday May 9th, 2004 12:11:01 PM
The mage blasts the spot indicated by Ingrge with his last Cone of Cold. "Hope you know what you're doing...".
Brother Bertram d20=19 Monday May 10th, 2004 7:13:37 PM
Bertram grasps Athalorn quickly and yanks as best he can trying to rip him from the strange field's grasp.
DM Kent d20+8=9 d20+8=12 d20+8=9 d20+8=15 d20+8=14 d20+8=12 d20+13=26 Monday May 10th, 2004 11:08:11 PM
Several things happen almost at the same time that nearly drop Athalorn in his tracks. At eh same time as Athalorn somehow manages to fight off the effects of the scintillating magic curtain, the magicless Lian and Brother Bertram charge in and grab hold of the slender druid, pulling him out of the field of magic. Lian feels a touch of coldness but it seems no worse than a cool winter shower. Bertram on the otherhand feels the bone chilling cold Fortitude save DC25 (lose 10 hps and 2 points con), and senses something boring into his mind. Almost immediately he feels as if his magic is beginning to fade from his body (will save DC 25 or lose 1 point of wisdom)
Olana and Gunther take on a defensive stance in order to try and waylay the remaining gargoyles, but are quite ineffective with their attacks. The Gargoyles, a bit wary at first now that they have totally lost the element of suprise, don't seem terribly impressed by the two warrior's attempts at stopping them and dive bomb the dynamic duo. As they do so it seems that they were in far to much of a hurry as the first two collide with each other and crash to the ground (geesh two 1s). tThe third gargoyle manages to pull away in time to avoid the collision, but in doing so is unable to effectively attach either Gunther or Olana, missing them both by wide margins.
Ingrge looks over and grins at Figmnet's comment and replies as he gets ready to cast. "Figment, my friend, I too hope I know what I am doing, but I guess we are about to see." (cast Ice storm)
Elese also targets the appointed spot and sends a ray of energy (disintegrate) streaking toward the magic curtain to join with the other two mages' magics.
As the three magics hit their intended target spot, two things occur. first off the magic curtain rapidly bends itself around in order to try and absorb as much of the combined energies as it can and as that happens a 6 foot archway is somehow formed at the spot of contact. Through the archway you can see what seems to be either a large river or perhaps a lake on the otherside of the arch.
Elese litteraly screams at you all. "THAT IS WHERE WE NEED TO GO! RUN, NOW! WHO KNOWS HOW LONG THE ARCHWAY WILL REMAIN OPEN."
That said she takes off for the arch and bolts through it moments later, though it does sem to have collapsed around her a tiny bit as she went through.
As you go though, if you decide to, please roll a reflex save DC 25 and a d100.)
Lian Tuesday May 11th, 2004 1:33:36 AM
The monk and the dwarf reach relative safety, away from the energy. He returns to his personal gear and retrieves it, as well as the booty from the dragon-construct, not hearing Elese's suggestion. Lian askes Athalorn quite loudly, "What happened? Are you okay?" He watchs the druid's lips and gestures carefully to try to get the gist of what he says.
He then realizes what Elese has done and where she now is. "Whoa, what is she doing?"
Athalorn (HP 67/67 AC 22 including +3 Barkskin) d20+6=12 d20+4=20 d100=39 d100=99 Tuesday May 11th, 2004 3:06:33 AM
The druid almost is fatigued by the effort, but shouts his gratitude to Lian and Bertram. He sees Bertram is pained by the field as the druid was himself, so holds onto him to offer support. As he does so he tries to mouth a phrase to Lian, hoping he will understand. "Thankyou, friend. I felt a terrible pain, an icy force that was pulling the magic from my body. I think it is doing the same to Bertram."
He follows Lian's gaze then to Elese. "I think we should follow, if our alternative is to stay here." To make sure Lian can hear, he shouts again, "FOLLOW!" indicating their companion who had vanished through the arch.
Ensuring that Bertram and Lian are heading for the arch too, the druid runs to the energy field. The visage beyond certainly looked preferable to this current place. He indicates to Glannath to follow him, and they both head for the closing archway. (Reflex save and D100 for Athalorn = 12 and 39, for Glannath 20 and 99)
Olana d20+9=22 d20+9=17 d100=42 Tuesday May 11th, 2004 10:58:54 AM
Olana can't believe her luck as the gargoyles get in a tangle. As for the portal, she could do nothing but trust the spellcasters. She makes sure Gunther and Milo have seen it, and can get through, and will give the deafened Lian a shove if need be.
Then she jumps. ((Reflex DC 22, re-rolled on hero point DC 17 eeewww, d100 + 42))
Gunther (AC 23, HP 60/60 Shield of Faith) d20+6=24 d100=39 d20+1=12 Tuesday May 11th, 2004 11:10:54 AM
Quite busy with the bumbling gargoyles, Gunther catches some of the action with the magical field out of the corner of his eye. Hearing Elise's scream, he nods at Olana. "Ve should stay here and keep de monsters away so dat de oders can get through." Gunther remains on the defense, watching the gargoyles and keeping them busy while the others pass through the archway. After all of the other Talons have passed through, Gunther indicates that Olana should pass. Last of all, Gunther jumps through the magical rift himself (Ref=24, 100=39). He takes a look around for any signs of trouble (Spot=12) as his feet touch the ground.
Lian d20+13=31 d100=49 Tuesday May 11th, 2004 5:05:20 PM
As the monk is prodded by several Talons, he gets the clue and rushes through the gate at his top speed.
(Reflex 31, 49 of 100%)
Brother Bertram d20+10=27 Tuesday May 11th, 2004 10:08:16 PM
Bertram groans at the icy touch of the strange force, barely able to pull free. He quickly makes sure everyone is ok then grabs Lian, leading the monk in case he was confused what needed to be done. Bertram forces them through the field as quickly as possible trying to gain on it before it realizes they were inside it.
DM kent d100=49 d100=17 d100=39 d20+8=25 d20+10=26 d20+9=27 d10=10 d10=6 d10=8 d10=7 Tuesday May 11th, 2004 10:43:47 PM
Ingrge, Figment and Elese manage to make it through the arch way unscathed, as do Bertram and Lian who follow close behind. It is then that things start to go awry.
As Athalorn darts through, something happens and part of the archway engulfs him for a moment(10 points damage/ severe cold. and once again his mind is in the grip of something trying to insinuate itself into his mind and steal his magic. Will DC 25 loss of all current spells and 2 points of wisdom.
Glannath see his friend in trouble again and darts in for another rescue but finds himself wrapped up by the magic curtain 6 points.
As Olana darts through she can feel herself being pulled to one side and fights it even harder only to feel herself slip and fall into the shimmering curtain. Engulfed by extreme cold she takes 8 points of damage. She senses something searching in her mind but it appears that what ever was being searched for was not found and just as quickly the feeling goes away. (Jan I need a list of ALL magical items that Olanna is carrying.)
Gunther like Olana gets caught up in the magic field and feels a bone numbing cold 7 points. He too senses something in his head that disappears nearly as quickly as it came. (Gunther I need a list of all magic items carried by you.)
Seconds after being wrapped up and rejected Olana and Gunther find themselves staggering out the other side of the arch.
Only Athalorn and Glannath are still within.
Lian d20+5=14 Wednesday May 12th, 2004 1:32:28 AM
(OOC: Is Athalorn concious or in bad form? Can we see the druid from our side?)
If I were to go back for him, if I strip off the magic items again, could I walk through the shimmer safely? [Wisdom check 14] The elf thinks to himself. Poor man. Poor bird. Must he be left?!
Athalorn (HP 57/67 AC 22 including +3 Barkskin) d20+11=31 Wednesday May 12th, 2004 3:01:50 AM
Athalorn feels engulfed by the vortex, his mind under attack by an unseen foe. Forcing himself to relax, he draw on all his inner strength, his mind focused on the power of nature within him, and he feels the energt in his mind struggle to get a grip (ooc Will save = 31 ... man, Athalorn really doesn't want to be stuck in here)
Glannath takes the damage, and Athalorn can sense his companion panicking in terror at what is happening. The druid tries to calm him down, sending his own relaxed thoughts to the eagle. ~I am with you, my friend, wherever we are~
Figment Wednesday May 12th, 2004 7:07:33 AM
The mage yells at the remaining Talons hoping they can hear. "Come on!! Time is short. Forget the gargoyles!!!"
Gunther (AC 23, HP 53/60 Shield of Faith) d20+1=4 Wednesday May 12th, 2004 8:49:25 AM
Plopping uncerimoniously on the ground, Gunther shivers from the touch of the magical field. "Vat in de name of all dat is sacred and holy vas dat?" he mutters. He does a quick check to make sure that the area fosters no immediate threat (With an ever so impressive Spot of 4!!!!). Noticing that Athalorn has not yet made it through the field, Gunther looks over at Ingrge. "Vould it be vise for me to go in after him?" Gunther begins to start striping off all his weapons and arament should the leader deem it worthy.
Olana d100=44 d20+13=26 d20+11=27 d20+5=16 Wednesday May 12th, 2004 11:07:53 AM
Olana drops all her stuff with a clatter and a shiver - all except for her rope. She ties it swiftly and surely to her waist, and throws the other end to Bertram, asking if he'll pray and hang on to it for dear life. "I'm going back in. We can't leave him in there."
With all speed, she runs back inside, looking for the missing druid. There was something nasty in there, she'd felt it's cold presence, hungry and grasping. Not this time, she told herself. Rolled another d100 = 44 Spot check, looking for Athalorn DC 26 Grapple DC 27 Will Save DC 16
Magic items: Longsword +2 Shortbow (gift from Gold Dragons +2) 'Truthsayer' Shortsword +2/+3 Unique party item (gift from Dwarves) Bracelet of Friends -- 7 charms, gift from Milo Wand of Cure Moderate Wounds -- party item, won by DM on DM board. 2 Curved +2 Magic daggers Potion of Detect Thoughts (L&B) Potion of Water breathing (L&B) Potion of Cure Serious Wounds (L&B) Seal of Curing - Cure Minor Wounds (8/15/03) Potion of Charisma (L&B Lottery /24/03) I think there was a bow and arrows - part of this latest treasure haul, too.
Brother Bertram Wednesday May 12th, 2004 10:11:02 PM
Bertram catches the rope tossed his way and sets his feet quickly, ready to test his not-so-slight frame against the pull of the strange anomaly. He keeps tension on the rope waiting for any sign of difficulty from Olana.
DM kent Wednesday May 12th, 2004 11:20:49 PM
Any who look can see Athalorn trying to move along the edge of the arched cutain, but he seems to be moving in slow motion.
Olana ties up and Bertram grabs hold of the rope as The lithe elf heads back in after Athalorn and really has no difficulty finding him as he is in the center of the archway in which the party just traversed, with what can only be a Glannath wrapped up in the magical curtain. With very little difficulty Olana graps hold Athalorn of and starts guiding him back out of the archway which is now starting to pulsate. Athalorn somehow manages to grasp hold of Glannath as they leave but the eagle is just barely moving beneath his hands.
Gunther indeed looks around and there must be something wrong for even though he sees what might be a humanoid shape standing near the edge of what appears to be a humungous lake, he doesn't think twice about it as he watches Athalorn's trial.
Ingrge is about to answer Gunther when Olana's dash saves him the trouble.
(Nellie, I still need a list of all Magic that Gunther iss carrying.)
Athalorn Thursday May 13th, 2004 3:05:14 AM
Exhausted but determined, Athalorn collapses on hopefully the right side of the archway. He stands, fatigued, unaware of his surroundings, and turns to Olana. "You risked your life for me. Thankyou, my friend. I will not forget that." He holds her gaze a moment, then smiles as he puts one hand on Olana's shoulder, trying his utmost to express his gratitude. "Thankyou."
He then turns to the barely moving and battered body of the eagle on the ground. Feeling Glannath's fatigue and pain, he kneels, trying to comfort his old friend.
Lian Thursday May 13th, 2004 5:17:35 AM
"Okay. The druid is safe, can we be getting on, soon? Oh, how is the eagle?" Murmers the monk, trying to stay quite, but loud enough to be heard without yelling. He tightens the bundle on his back and cinches up the golden sword on his hip. (Almost feels like a different PC :)) The elf seems more than ready to flee the area as soon as possible.
Figment Thursday May 13th, 2004 6:19:58 AM
The mage sighs in relief as all the Talons make it through. He begins scanning the area for potential trouble - and to determine where they are.
Brother Bertram 2d8(2+8)=10 Thursday May 13th, 2004 1:59:26 PM
Bertram drops to his knees beside the worried druid. Softly he says, "May I help?" Gently Bertram moves a hand over the injured eagle whispering words of power granted by Domi.
(Cure Moderate 10 healed)
DM kent Thursday May 13th, 2004 10:12:13 PM
Figment is the first to notice the coweled and robed figure slowly walking toward you from the lake's shore. He also sees what appears to be a boat drawn up on the bank where the figure is walking from.
Elese turns and sees the figure as well and before figment can start casting a spell, pseaks up. I believe we need to cross to the other side of the lake and I think he is our only way across and out of this place. I am told there is a price for his service, but I do not know what it is or might be.
Gunther (AC 23, HP 53/60 Shield of Faith) Thursday May 13th, 2004 11:00:57 PM
Snapping out of his daydream, Gunther finally takes note of the man in the boat. A dangerous look in his eye, Gunther moves to a forward position, blocking the rest of the party from the man, but not engaging him. Having proved her value in Gunther's eyes, Gunther gives head to Elese's words. His sword remains at the ready as he addresses the figure, though he tries to look as non threatening as possible. "Ve are told dat dere is a price for your services...ve vill gladly pay you if you vill transport us across de lake."
Athalorn Friday May 14th, 2004 2:57:33 AM
"Thankyou, Brother," the druid speaks to Bertram. The Talons had showed their true colours in the last few moments, or at least some had, and Athalorn was truly thankful for their help.
He watches as Glannath takes into the sky, reassured that his companion will recover. The druid almost joins him, as he longed to feel the air beneath him once more. But instead he looks at the robed figure approaching, hand reaching slowly for the spear strapped to his back.
Lian d20+13=29 Friday May 14th, 2004 3:30:57 AM
The monk is more than ready to cross on the ferry. He starts towards the man. (Spot 29)
Olana Friday May 14th, 2004 10:11:59 AM
Olana's face lights up as Athalorn says thanks. "I'm glad you're well," she says with a beaming smile. "There was something dark and horrible lurking back there. There were a few of us about to jump in. I just got there first."
As they approach the lake, she apologises to Bertram, for absorbing some of the harm she took. Then, silently she watches with a shiver as Gunther negotiates with the boatman. Stories of boatmen like this were told to them as children. But these figures of legend, so the story had it - were not of the land of the living, and this one made her feel cold.
DM kent Monday May 17th, 2004 7:10:46 PM
As Gunther and the others approach the boatman, the figure stops and waits for you to approach. He is clothed in what appears to have one ben a brown or grey cowled monks robe. It is now very worn, tattered and full of holes. Also very clearly noticable is the fact that this boatman is very much skeletal, and yet their is no aura of evil about him. As the Talons gather in front of him his hissing voice can be heard easily over all the outside noises.
"If you wish to cross, a price each must pay, a kiss for tomorrow, or be lost for today. Decision be made, before knowest the cost, Answer real soon, or never shall cross."
There is no threat in his recitation. In fact it almost sounds like it is mearly a rehearsed speech being said by an automaton.
If anyone looks to Elese for an answer or help she shrugs her shoulders. "I know not what the cost is, only that this is the ONLY way out, and that the cost must be paid by each that wants to cross."
Brother Bertram Monday May 17th, 2004 8:42:12 PM
Bertram looks to each uncomfortably, then back at the strange force behind them. Swallowing audibly in his nervousness, he leans forward and quickly pecks the strange fellow then stands back quickly with distate. Wiping his lips he mutters, "Well is that what you want?"
Lian Monday May 17th, 2004 11:43:14 PM
The monk looks around at the group. "What did it say?"
Lian Tuesday May 18th, 2004 6:12:11 AM
The monk grimaces as he takes a second look at the 'Ferryman'.
"Let us pay and leave." Says the monk impatiently and clueless of the toll.
Olana Tuesday May 18th, 2004 11:36:09 AM
Olana brings her fingers to her lips in a blown kiss motion before Lian, followed by a baffled shrug, attempting to illustrate to her fellow elf what the ferryman said.
What she couldn't explain was her assumption that they had to say they would pay - without even knowing what the cost was. Her tribe would be astonished and disgusted at how reckless and spontaneous she had become - almost human in her mannerisms. Adventuring took its toll.
"I can't speak for anyone else, but I will pay the price," she tells the man who would take them to safety.
Athalorn Tuesday May 18th, 2004 1:44:12 PM
Glannath circles overhead, enjoying the feel of the warm air for a change. Athalorn remains silent, listening to the others and willing to follow their lead. He is a bit taken aback by Bertrams actions, but watches and waits to see a response
Gunther Tuesday May 18th, 2004 3:55:40 PM
"Noting like being betveen a rock and a hard place." Gunther mutters under his breath. He looks around at the others and then shrugs...at a loss. "I can not speak for de oders...each vill speak for demselves" the tan man says "But I will pay de price." Gunther moves forward and imitates Brother Bertram's example, giving the "Ferryman" a quick peck on the cheek. "You are lucky...I don't usually kiss on de first date." Gunther chuckles nervously, anxious to find out what "the Price" might be.
Figment Wednesday May 19th, 2004 5:23:11 AM
The mage sighs at the situation and refrains from taking action. "I will pay as well". But he refrains from PDA until he hears more.
DM Kent d12=4 d12=11 Wednesday May 19th, 2004 6:29:31 AM
Bertram and Gunther both walk up the skeletal boatman and try to manage a peck on the cheek, but some how manage to find their lips meeting a skeletal mouth instead. After Bertram's kiss their sudennly seems to be a slight change in the creature's appearance. In fact Gunther is quite sure that the skeleton had a layer of skin over his bones and lips when he kissed him.
Olanna lines up next with Figment, Athalorn and Lian and watch as Elese steps up to submit her payment. After she is kissed by the now not so skeletal skeleton, the man now definitely has some body shape and perhaps twice as much mass as before. With a shake of his head and a quiet muttering, Ingrge steps forward. He too is soundly kissed and now the man is almost norma looking except for his palid white skin.
I need a roll of a d12 from Bertram and Gunther. I also need one from each one of you as you kiss the beast.
Lian Wednesday May 19th, 2004 7:04:00 AM
The monk looks on in disgust as his friends kiss the skeleton. He is confused, then it hits him like a blast. "No no no, oh no. You must be kidding! Absolutely not!" Then looking at the Ferryman he says, "No offense." Looking back, the monk says. "Why are you doing this? Look at it."
Brother Bertram d12=11 Wednesday May 19th, 2004 12:53:00 PM
Bertram watches the figure with distaste and also a growing sense of wonder as the figure becomes more and more lifelike.
"What, you've never kissed a skeleton before?" Olana says to Lian with a grin, forgetting that he's still as deaf as a post.
Turning her attention to the boatman however, she's rather glad she wasn't the first. He seemed a little pale now as opposed to.... dead earlier. Perhaps he needed to be strong to get them across. Oh well, best do this properly, she thinks, then maybe some of the others didn't need to do it.
She closes her eyes, leans forward and plants a nice, gentle, elven smoochie on the boatman.
Figment d12=2 d20+22=25 Wednesday May 19th, 2004 8:42:32 PM
The mage takes inventory of the others to see if there is any changes to them such as aging or something (Arcana 25). "Do it, Lian. It's better than being stuck here forever or being gargoyle bait.
Lian d12=5 Thursday May 20th, 2004 4:29:52 AM
Looking at Figment and Olana, the monk says, quite pointedly. "I have gone deaf. If my lips, or some equally import part plops off of me, I will blame both of you!" This is said with a tone, which you might catagorize as whiney. He very grudgingly *pecks* the skeleton on the cheek quickly, barely making contact. (I hope a 5 is a good result!! ;))
Dm Kent d4=1 d4=1 Thursday May 20th, 2004 7:04:17 AM
As Lian, the last of the Talons to get bussed by former skeleton is kissed their is a flash and before you now stands a very attractive almost beautiful elven male, except for the fact that he is a palid kinda of greenish white in skin tone and his hair id platinum colored.
He moves toward the boat urging you to come forward and as you approach you see that the boat doesn't appear to be much better off than he was before your kisses.
Pointing at each of you he motions you to get in the boat and then shoves off. Almost immediately water starts flowing in through the sleletal ribs of the boat. Just as quickly the water seems to be disappearing. In addition the boat starts moving toward the opposite side of the river and the "elf" Just seems to be standing there in the stern.
Figment doesn't see any changes with the rest of the party while on shore or in the boat, but does see a change in the boatman. As the boat gets farther from shore the boatman seems to be reverting back his old skeletal self until when the opposite shore is reached where he is once again the cowled skeleton you first saw.
As Figment steps off the boat on to shore he suddenly feels ravenously hungry like he hasn't eaten for days. (Figment now needs to eat twice as much food as normal each day or will feel extremely hungry and weak) As he turns and waits for the other to disembark he gets quite a shock.
Bertram, Elese, and Olana all have alabaster white hair, while both Ingrge and Lian seem to have shrunk six inches in height.
{I still need to know what Athalorn is going to do and I need Gunther's d12.}
Gunther d12=11 d20+1=13 Thursday May 20th, 2004 9:23:14 AM
Gunther turns with distaste at the kiss of the ferryman. He watches the whole transaction with a mix of horror and amazement. "Dis place is von of many oddities." He whispers under his breath. As soon as the shoreline is reached, Gunther dismounts and takes a look around (Spot=13) as he scouts for any signs of trouble.
Lian Thursday May 20th, 2004 7:28:52 PM
Holding up his breeches, Lian is not happy at this event at all. "This is JUST super!"
He goes to step off to one side stepping out of his sandals and is not remotely ammused.
"I am never listening to you again!" Referring to Olana and Figment. Then he remembers, "... Oh, that is convienient, because I am DEAF AS A STONE!" The elf just shakes his head.
Figment Thursday May 20th, 2004 8:49:41 PM
The mage looks over at the ferryman and watches in amazement at his transition back to a skeleton. Upon arriving he offers "Thank you for your help. Can you tell us where we are and how to get out now?". He looks around to see if he can determine where they are.
Brother Bertram Thursday May 20th, 2004 9:32:33 PM
Bertram looks at the others in astonishment mixed with horror, which grew further upon realizing they were also staring at him the same way..... Searching himself quickly, He is stunned to see his beard and hair also turned white. "By the Gods! What madness is this?!"
Olana d20+12=29 d20+13=26 Friday May 21st, 2004 12:14:04 AM
The elf gives a sigh. Now 'all' of her hair was white, instead of just a pale streak at one side. Something tells her it could have been a lot worse, and she's a bit disappointed that the boatman has gone back to his withered self.
It appeared to have affected them all in some way, but right now it was time to get out and worry about other things later.
While Figment asks the questions, Olana examines this side of the water to see if there's an obvious path - or a nice big sign....
((Survival DC 29, Spot DC 26))
DM Kent d12=6 d4=4 d12=5 d4=3 Friday May 21st, 2004 6:56:41 AM
(ooc Has anyone heard from Simon (Athalorn)?)
As Milo steps to shore he is changed too as all of his clothes seem a bit too small on him as he seems to have gained six inches.
Athalorn too seems to be taller and his robes no longer reach the ground. (grew six inches)
Gunther sees nothing of any apparent danger.
Figment's question elicits a skeletal hand raising and pointing behind the party.
Olana's search finds no path but she does see something very near to a sign.
As the party gets over their changes they see that there is an bare open 100 yard stretch of ground that ends at a 20 foot diameter upright circle made of stone. (think Star Gate)
Elese turns to you all and simply says, " That is our way home.
Lian Friday May 21st, 2004 7:22:51 AM
The monk walks to the circle and waits, he's not very happy about all that has gone on. Besides, the halfling is nearly as tall as he is now.
Gunther Friday May 21st, 2004 1:39:53 PM
Gunther looks around at the strange transformations of his new companions and shrugs his shoulders. "Dis is only cosmetic...ver vere lucky to get out alive. Let us move quickly...I vish to leave as soon as possible." Gunther heads cautiously toward the stone circle.
Athalorn d12=1 Friday May 21st, 2004 6:11:12 PM
Athalorn has been following the actions of the others - distrustful of this entity but resigned to the path before him. As they reach the far side of the lake and approach the gate, he calls Glannath to him. The eagle soars down from his contented flight and joins the party.
The druid was beginning to feel very tall indeed. What strange magic, he thought to himself, looking at the other companions.
(ooc: Sorry all - real life caught up with me this week. Not sure if you need my d12 roll still, but its a 1.)
DM Kent d100=87 Saturday May 22nd, 2004 7:58:37 AM
As you all make your way over to the stone circle, Eleses steps forward and loudly chants.
Almost immediately a swirling colorful vortex appears within the circular construct. Without hesitation Elese walks toward the swirly stuff. "The gate will remain open for 3 minutes or until 30 seconds has gone by with noone going through."
With that said, she steps into the colorful tempest and is soon no longer seen.
Lian Sunday May 23rd, 2004 2:11:19 AM
The monk looks at the rest of the group and motions that he's moving through. He has no clue what to expect next, he passes through the arch. He assumes he'll come out of the other side with rabbit ears and two extra arms, but he moves through anyway.
Figment Sunday May 23rd, 2004 9:12:32 AM
The mage immediately follows Elise not wanting her to leave without futher conversation. On the other side he makes sure to speak to her before she leaves - and makes sure all his friends get through. "Elise, I want to thank you for you help in there. We would have probably not made it without you - nor you without everyone else. What are your plans now? I'd very much like for you to remain with us.".
Gunther Sunday May 23rd, 2004 8:00:49 PM
Gunther shrugs in consternation. Nothing in this place was what it seemed to be. He makes sure that everyone else heads through the circle before stepping in himself.
Olana Sunday May 23rd, 2004 11:03:45 PM
Olana says farewell to the skeletal boatman, then runs to the circle and steps through, assuming the others are going to do the same - anything to be away from this strange place. Her thoughts are darkened by all they have witnessed here, and in the midst of it all -
That sounded like drow...
Athalorn Monday May 24th, 2004 3:01:41 AM
Athalorn and Glannath, still wary of this unnatural witchcraft, follow the group through the portal, hoping beyond hope it would take them back to the Culverwood.
Brother Bertram Monday May 24th, 2004 10:20:17 PM
Bertram turns back to the figure as it makes its way back across the water. Raising his hand in farewel, Bertram says loudly, "Go in Gargul's name, and rest as ye would." He then turns and runs through the portal.
DM Kent Monday May 24th, 2004 11:15:29 PM
Figment and the rest of the group step into the swirling miasma and they suddenly feel as though they are moving through warm pudding only there is no moisture.
No one is able to see anyone else as they enter, although some sound does seem to carry as Figment thiunks he hears a response to his comments from Elese.
"I am sure our paths will cross again in the near future." Until them fair thee well and may the matron mother watch over you all."
The journey lasts for what seesm like about 7 minutes and suddenly the Talons find them selves stepping into the sunlight in the center of a glade of old very rowan and iron wood trees.
As you check each other out to make sure that all have arrived safely, you find two things.
First Elese is nowhere to be seen and there is a strange but familiar woods elf stnding with you looking very dazed. Those who recognize him remember that his name is Falin.
Lian Tuesday May 25th, 2004 1:11:28 AM
Deaf, and now BLIND the elf is very upset. He starts screaming at the top of his lungs.
"I am not happy. Deaf, Reduced and now blind... HELP!!! Damnedable portal! Help!" He repeats this over and over. It's clear that the elven monk may need professional help after this journey ends.
He stumbles about, not able to keep his sense of balance. There is no up or down in darkness when one is blind and deaf.
"Oh!" He says, coming into the daylight blinking, then stands up(holding onto the loot and his gear). He looks briefly at Falin. It's apparent that the elf needs meditation and a vacation.
(OOC: Are they still effected by the Skeletons Kiss?)
(BTW, who's going to the Catacombs with the loot this time?)
Falin Tuesday May 25th, 2004 2:32:09 AM
Falin looks at his surroundings as a child might look at a great wonder. A devilish grin slowly apears on his face as he realizes he is back. He chuckles quietly and the returns to his somber self.
Looking at the others and not quite knowing what is going on with them he looks to see if anyone needs attending. Most of his attention goes to the stressed out looking elf.
Athalorn Tuesday May 25th, 2004 3:06:17 AM
Upon arriving in the glade, Glannath immediately takes to the sky. Athalorn senses huge relief verging on excitement from the eagle. Indeed, the druid is also overcome with relief. A forest glade in the sunlight - there was no finer place in his mind. (ooc: Does Athalorn recognise this place?)
Athalorn looks around the glade, admiring the trees of the forest. Then he spots the stranger amongst them. "Hail, stranger. Who are you?"
Figment Tuesday May 25th, 2004 5:31:43 AM
The mage is stunned by Elise's revelation. "So you are a drow... female at that. Would you name your house before you go? I like to know to whom I am indebted.". Hoping she answers before she goes he keeps walking. He tries to ignore Lian...
As he steps into the glen he smiles back at Falin. "This is a day to meet lots of rare elves! It is good to see you, Falin.".
Olana Tuesday May 25th, 2004 6:15:36 PM I knew it..
Olana bids farewell to Elese with mixed feelings. Once in the forest, she feels a little disoriented for a moment, after traveling through the gate.
"Oh! Hello," she says with a startled but cheerful smile, to Falin. Trying to regain her wits, she stands in front of Lian and mouths the words - WE'LL GET HELP - and points to his ear.
Now where was Milo?
Gunther Tuesday May 25th, 2004 7:05:08 PM
Completely disoriented, and more than just a little nauseous, Gunther staggers out of the gate into the forest. "Vell, dat vas...entertaining" manages the warrior through pale lips. "May I suggest dat ve not go on a trip like dat for quite some time?!" Noticing the elf with a start, Gunther approaches, hands on his weapon, legs decidedly wobbly. "Before you start messing vith my friend over dere...vould you first explain vho you are and vy you are here?" Gunther hates to be this cautious, but after being in the living nightmare that he just was, suddenly paranoia doesn't seem such a bad thing.
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 25th, 2004 10:21:42 PM
Bertram feels the disorientation and slowly recovers. He rushes to Lian's aid, to try and quiet the the upset lad.
DM kent Tuesday May 25th, 2004 10:32:35 PM
Milo and Ingrge are standing off to the side of things as the group calms Lian and "welcomes" Falin back from the void. (The last time you all saw Falin, you all were just being whisked off to the YOA battle and he did not emerge with you.)
Athalorn does indeed feel at home in this grove, but also recognizes it as a no longer inhabitated one. It does however seem to have been under someones ministrations in the last several months or so.
As the party members look around they realize that what they just went through was not a dream as they are either still white haired, shorter, or taller than they were. (You will need a high level remove curse to undo these effects otherwise they are permanent. I just can't believe that no one rolled a 12. I was so hoping for a gender change.)
It appears to be almost dusk. Figment and the others are pretty sure that you are no more than a dy or so out from the City.
Lian Wednesday May 26th, 2004 6:06:35 AM
(OOC: Does that height curse also effect weight? Is it like a Reduce Person? There was no save? Hmm... oh well.)
"Thank you Bertram. It will take some getting use to. I..." His speech trails off a bit.
Lian draws the string on his breeches tighter and tightens the straps on his pack. He's not sure which to be more annoyed about, the change in view or his ears. Either way, it's going to take some getting used to. "Hey Milo, is this how it is to be a halfling?" Grins the elf, trying to put a happier light on the situation.
"Hello Falin."
Figment d20+9=28 Wednesday May 26th, 2004 6:34:32 AM
(Did Elise answer Figment's query?).
The mage scans his memory banks to recall exactly where they are (Int 28). He waits for Falin to speak.
Falin Wednesday May 26th, 2004 9:08:26 AM
Turning to the pale fighter Falin introduces himself.
"Sir, my name is Falin Darkshine and I was once with a few of these adventurers during a harrowing time. As we had stepped through a portal in order to save the world something went terribly wrong." Falins face becomes dark and sullen. "I have been...lost for some time. In a place that both did exist and didn't exist at times. I wandered for some time meeting other strangers and trying to find my way home."
He ends his little intro with a far away look in his eyes and a slight shudder. He soon snaps back to reality and again looks at the frazzled elf.
Athalorn Wednesday May 26th, 2004 10:48:08 AM
"Then greetings, Falin, friend," speaks the druid, pleased that this was not another foe. Leaving the party to gather themself, Athalorn tries to get accustomed to his new height of 6'6. Since some of his companions appeared to have shrunk by a similar amount, it seems very high up here. he looks around the grove, muttering to himself "I'm sure I'll turn into a tree at this rate."
Glannath has disappeared into the sky, enjoying the warmth of the sun on his outstretched wings.
Gunther Wednesday May 26th, 2004 5:02:18 PM
The swarthy man with the white hair smiles at Falin's explaination. "Sorry. Sometimes it is better to be safe dan sorry." Lowering his sword, Gunther plops down on the ground and puts his head between his legs until his stomach settles from the ride through the "gate". After regaining his equilibrium, Gunther takes a look around at his new companions and smiles. These were his kind of people...short and sweet...lived life on the edge too. Looks like he just might fit in well.
After a few moments of settling in, Gunther approaches Ingrge. "It vould appear dat ve are not far from de city. Should ve press on and try to make it der soon or rest here first? If you vish to rest, I could go out and hunt us some dinner. Shouldn't be too hard."
OOC Other than Gunther's white hair, the man is actually quite tan with lots and lots of scars covering all the visible parts of his body.
Olana Wednesday May 26th, 2004 11:12:07 PM
Looking around her, the elf gives a sigh. "Well - I don't know about anyone else, but I need to wash my hair, take a bath, and I'm really hungry. Can we get toward civilization as soon as we can?"
She bites her lip glancing at Falin. Hopefully she'd remember when they'd travelled together soon enough. Right now her head was fully of monsters and skeletons in rowing boats.
DM Kent Thursday May 27th, 2004 6:09:28 PM
Figment is pretty sure they are about 6 hours north of Saryd's Tower, which is just about an hour or so out of the city.
Ingrge suggensts that they set up camp here for the night and start out early in the morning, and that perhaps they should have a quick discussion on how they are going to proceed when they return to the Tines with the artifact.
The change in size does not seem to have altered weight very much at all.
Elese did not respond to any other comments other than that which she responded to.
Lian Friday May 28th, 2004 12:48:49 AM
Lian wonders why Elise isn't among them, but refrains from mentioning it.
The monk simply nods to Ingrge's suggestions, not hearing any of it, but getting the gist.
"I am afraid that I'll be no good for watches anymore." Says the monk, trying to control his volume. He sits and begins relaxing and meditating. He will also do his khata excercises after meditation.
Athalorn Friday May 28th, 2004 2:59:29 AM
The druid wanders among the trees on the edge of the grove, placing a hand on each as he does so, whispering to himself. He now found it more difficult to avoid hitting his head on some of the branches.
When the group settle for the night, Athalorn sits in silence for some time, recalling the spells he had expended on that last journey.
This was a good group of people. Caring they seemed. And so far, except for perhaps the mage Ingrge, he could see none that would test his admittedly short temper.
Glannath can be seen occasionally flitting across the evening sky through the trees.
Figment Friday May 28th, 2004 7:38:09 AM
The mage makes camp. "If one of you fighter types will kill some game I'll be pleased to prepare it. Otherwise, I think we'll have rations.".
After they get settled in he pulls out a flask of wine and takes a drink. "Not a bad vintage after all it's been through...". Turning to business when everyone is ready he adds "Elise said to me two things as we travelled through the void - I'm not sure anyone else hard it. First, that we would probably meet again soon. Second - and more importantly, she blessed us - I think - and wished that her Matron Mother would watch over us all. I think she was a drow - or perhaps only a followr of their god. Or maybe both... We may be encountering the drow soon. I've heard some of them have changed. But most have not... I wonder why they were down there exacly? I can't recall her justification when we questioned her. If it was for the same item then we may have visitors tonight. We should be prepared for that.".
"As far as the Tines are concerned I think we should return the artifact to them. If the green one has really changed then I'm sure the Tines will hear it from a credible source if they pose him much of a threat. It seemed to me when we interacted with him that he was fighting Marteus like the rest of us. I wonder what he will do now that his threat is gone?...". The mage trails off in drink and thought.
Gunther Friday May 28th, 2004 9:20:12 AM
Gunther smiles brightly at Ingrge's decision. Nodding at Figment's request, Gunther removes his armor and changes into a simple tan explorers outfit. He gathers up a simple dagger and some rope and then heads out into the forest, looking very much at home. He returns a few hours later with six plumps rabbits. "I am sorry, I vould have brought more, but it vas starting to get late, and I thought dat you vould like to start cooking dem soon." He hands the fluffy little morsels over to Figment and then sets about cleaning his armor and weaponry.
Falin Friday May 28th, 2004 10:02:27 AM
Falin begins to relax for the evening. His demeanor has become one of calm and coolness. As he is inventorying his equipment he glances around the group and looks to see who he remembers and who he doesn't.
"Looks as though I am not the only one that has a stressful time as of late." Falin says like someone who is trying to lighten the mood, but is not comfortable doing so.
He then takes to oiling down his bow and working the strings. When he works with his bow and arrows it is almost like watching some beautiful dance. His hands glide along the bow lovingly as if it was an old friend.
Along with his bow he takes out his arrows and oils each of them down, sharpens the heads, and checks the fletching.
Olana Friday May 28th, 2004 11:30:31 AM
Olana breathes deeply of the forest air. It was good to be back home.
She helps set up camp, and builds a fire.
After listening to what Figment has to say, she says nothing about Elese. There were a lot of prejudices to overcome with regard to drow - destroyers, killers of whole villages - and yet she had led them out to safety. Hmm...
As for other matters - "You know what I think our main problem is? We've been away from Emerald for so long, we don't really know who friend or foe is anymore."
She'll take one of the watches - the middle one if no one else wants it, but at some point she sits alongside Falin.
"I remember now," she says with a smile. "You were there when we rescued the Hierophant and that idiot Mop from those awful Marteaus clerics. Then the Gods started dying, and we lost you in the Tower. Right about the time we had to take the path that would eventually lead to us turning undead. It's good to see that you survived."
Falin Friday May 28th, 2004 12:03:19 PM
"Yes, Olana, it is I that once lost is now found. I have been searching for a way back for some time. It was great luck that we found each other. Since we last left I have been lost in Fae Skiemir." Falin sighs, "I have many stories of that place some good, some bad, some terrible. Perhaps one day when we are relaxed at an inn in front of a fire place I will tell you and anyone else willing to listen about them."
Brother Bertram Sunday May 30th, 2004 4:15:06 PM
Bertram sits and ponders all that has occured and stares into the fire, listening to the others.
DM kent Monday May 31st, 2004 6:10:24 PM
The party sets up a nice and fairly comfortable camp along with a fire and enjoy the rabbits caught by Gunther and cooked by Figment. It seems like forever since you have had anything to eat other than trail rations, let alone time to actually sit down and enjoy eating it. A lot has happened in a short time and the talons have grown in more than one way, but other than a generic sense of the Emerald Kingdom being their home, they really don't have a place of their own so to speak. So while they are happy to be back there is a small sense of melancholy.
As they eat Ingrge brings up what may be a touchy subject, after first getting Lian's attention.
"As we have no idea how long Lian's hearing will be lost, or even if it will ever return, we NEED to figure out some way of communicating with each other so that we and Lian can continue to function in a manner that will ensure all of our safeties and allow us to keep doing what we do best."
(ooc The ban on single posts is temporarily lifted so that conversation can actually happen.)
Falin Monday May 31st, 2004 6:34:52 PM
"I would recommend some type of signals. Either hand or otherwise. The only drawback is that one has to have his attention before communicating." Suggests Falin, "Or we could try to use some type of mind reading device, but that would be costly."
Figment Monday May 31st, 2004 8:55:21 PM
"If we're going to spend money we need to get the curses lifted. I expect the Tines should help us with that seeing how we just did their mission and all. In the meantime I expect Lian will have to help by watching us as necessary.". As Falin finishes his stories he offers "I would be very interested to hear your stories, Falin. It's good to see you back with us again. I will also attempt to identify our magics when we return.".
Lian Tuesday June 1st, 2004 1:12:02 AM
Lian tries his best to understand the others, but has a hard time. "Signals? What kind of signals?"
The monk thinks momentarily. "What about spells? Is there a spell that allows for some sort of mental link? Some sort of message sending spell or something?" He looks to Figment and Ingrge. He then touches on another potential problem. "What if I am unable to see any of you? Like in a darkness spell. Or just simply out of sight."
Athalorn Tuesday June 1st, 2004 10:31:34 AM
Once settled with the others, the druid listens to the conversation. "If it will help, Glannath can accompany Lian - and act as a go between that I may send and receive messages when needed. Oherwise I think hand signals would be our only option."
When he gets chance, the druid sits near Falin and Olanna. The ranger intrigued him - it had been a long time since he had spoken with one of natures protectors. "Olanna, tell me of yourself. Where are you from? And what brings you down this path that we now share?"
Gunther Tuesday June 1st, 2004 4:18:34 PM
The large man looks confused by all the planning concerning Lian. "Surely a healer of Alemi can restore his hearing? After all...dey can raise de dead! De hand signals vould be goot, but de monk brings up a goot point...vat if it is dark. Vait...Athalorn has a goot idea. I could capture an animal and train it for him...it could alert him to danger." Gunther's face beams with excitement at the prospect and then falls in disappointment. "But it could be rather loud...not goot in our line of vork."
Olana Tuesday June 1st, 2004 8:13:48 PM
"I think we should go somewhere for help in these matters first thing tomorrow. Lian's in danger right now - especially, as Gunther puts it - regarding our line of work."
She thanks Figment and Gunther for the meal. It had indeed been rather tasty.
When asked by Athalorn about herself, she gives a wry grin. "I grew up in Culverwood, to the near north west of Emerald City. My tribe just kept getting smaller and smaller as Parnoth commandeered our services for this and that. He doesn't like elves, you know - had most of us all enslaved at one point. "Anyway, when I got the call, I thought I'd be out on the main road into Emerald, cutting grass and pruning trees like everyone else. But instead I was called to the Green Meanie's lair - along with some of the others here. "That's how we started out." Her smile brightens. "Somehow I think we became something Parnoth never expected. "So, how about you? Are you Culverwood born, too?"
Lian Tuesday June 1st, 2004 9:01:59 PM
The monk is rather pleased with Figments dinner, being as they haven't had a good meal in weeks.
Lian thinks he understands Gunther, but it seems the man has an accent. His tongue moves strangely. "Raising dead animals? To what end my friend?" The elf looks appauled and confused.
Seems to Lian the conversation often splits its topic, first his hearing dilemma, then a biography of those talking. At this point, the monk just lays back and closes his eyes, taking in the oddly peace of silence.
Figment Tuesday June 1st, 2004 9:04:23 PM
The mage chimes in on Olana's comment. "We are only about an hours travel from the city. Our best bet is to get to the Tines there tomorrow. We could, in fact, travel there tonight...".
Brother Bertram Tuesday June 1st, 2004 10:56:18 PM
Bertram dozes off by the fire as the others discuss thier next move. He has never felt so old and tired as he does this night.
Athalorn Wednesday June 2nd, 2004 3:08:34 AM
Athalorn continues his conversation with Olanna in between the other comments made by the party. He laughs out loud at the thought of Parnoth being responsible for the party, and the path they were now following.
"Indeed I am. The Culverwood was always my home, as it was my father's and my father's father before. My ancestry knows little else but the protection of this great forest."
As if to emphasise his point, he looks around the grove, at the towering trees. Then turns back to the elf. "What of your tribe, Olanna? What is the name of your kind?"
The druid feels tired, but content. A full belly, this woodland surround, and a warming fire were all that was needed.
DM Kent Wednesday June 2nd, 2004 11:51:24 AM
The conversation rolls onward with no true decision being made about anything except getting to the tine early the next day. Eventually a watch schedule is come up with the night passes quietly and almost too soon it seems the sun is rising and the new day has arrived.
First thing Lian noticies is that there seems to be a bee buzzing softly in his left ear.
Ingrge looks around at the others as he breaks camp nodding his head as if to aknowledge the good that he sees.
Milo still seems a bit distracted and not fully interactive for some reason. It is almost as if he is walking around in a fog.
Both Olana and Athalorn wake to the sounds of the wild and feel that all is well.
Gunther wakes more refreshed than he has been in a long time.
Falin too feels relaxed and safe in a manner that he has not known for quite some time.
Bertram wakes feeling quite undwarf like and chipper.
Figment wakes ready to go and is nearly chomping at the bit to get moving.
The day is tarting out clear and patches of sunlight are already making their way through the trees.
Figment and Olana confer and after everyone is ready the party heads out heading slightly southeast. After about an hour walk they come across the main road that leads southward past the Tower of Saryd and into Emerald City. Another hour of walking and passing the Tower, the Talons find themselves at closed gates of the city.
Gunther d20+1=21 Wednesday June 2nd, 2004 5:24:40 PM
Seeing the closed gates, Gunther decides to take a look around (Spot=21!!!) to see if he can spot the reason why the gates are closed at such an early hour. "Dis is very peculiar, is it not?" he mummers to Brother Bertram.
Lian Wednesday June 2nd, 2004 6:48:16 PM
Lian starts from his meditation, with the soft wings of the bee tickling him (does he 'hear' it? or just feel it?).
The monk packs up his belongings, then notices the dwarf and the halfling not acting normally to say the least, but passes it off as 'happy to be home'. He was also delieghted to be back, everything considered.
Figment Wednesday June 2nd, 2004 9:03:38 PM
The mage looks around and decides a bit of stealth might be the best choice. "I'll be back...". He casts invisibility and fly on himself and goes for a look.
Brother Bertram Wednesday June 2nd, 2004 9:52:22 PM
Bertram scratches his head. I am not sure Friend Gunther. I do not know much about this place myself.
Olana Thursday June 3rd, 2004 1:22:53 AM
"d'Kallya is the name," Olana tells Athalorn, "and to be honest, I don't know where... maybe the forest has them in safekeeping somewhere."
It feels strange, to talk about this she realises. As though home and her tribe were not connected to her anymore. It makes her realise she could probably never go back - not to what she knew. They had probably changed. She certainly had.
Noting Milo's behaviour, she walks over and gives him a hug, and asks him if he's alright.
As they pass the Tower, she remembers. "This was filled with ghosts. I wonder if it's quiet now." She wants to explore, but follows the others to the City.
"Bertram," she asks quietly as Figment disappears. "Do you think you could put in a good word at the local Domi temple for them to take a look at our various 'ailments'?
Athalorn d20+18=35 Thursday June 3rd, 2004 3:07:59 AM
Athalorn slept well - for the first time in many months, content to be home.
As they begin their journey, and longing for the air beneath him, Athalorn changes himself (wildshape - Golden Eagle). Joining Glannath in the sky, the two birds, soar above the party, following their trail.
As they approach the city and the closed gates, they both hover for a moment to ensure the party was alright, before heading over the walls to see if all was well. (ooc Spot = 35)
Falin Thursday June 3rd, 2004 8:30:57 AM
He is trying to keep the feeling of safety with him as long as possible. It has been a terribly long time since he felt that way. He is enjoying the walk. He stoops to pick up a twig and works it for a while until he has a bracelet. When he is done he places it in his bag and does it again.
(OCC: not looking for anything good he is just passing the time in a laxidasical way until we get to the city.)
DM kent Thursday June 3rd, 2004 2:43:31 PM
Figment and Athalorn fly over the walls, one invisible and one in bird form, but both see the same thing; nothing unusual. The gate keepers are lounging around beside the inside of the gates throwing bones and chatting and passing around a skin of some sort of liquid. In the near distance there are all kinds of folk going about starting their days. It is now roughly 7:30 AM.
Lian Thursday June 3rd, 2004 10:09:37 PM
He notices after waking from the meditation, that the druid and bird are gone, but he isn't surprised remotely, with all the strange things going on... it must be that Lantern in Figments possession, it all started then! He thinks.
The monk wait patiently for Ingrge to give the go ahead to move on.
(ooc: Lian at first you weren't sure but the buzzing has not gone away as you walked and yes you are "hearing it.")
Olana Friday June 4th, 2004 12:11:15 AM
Olana tries the bold approach -
"Hello!! Hello!!?"
She rattles the gate.
Athalorn Friday June 4th, 2004 3:07:13 AM
The druid and Glannath both land atop the city walls, watching the activity below them. As the party moves, they follow them, flying from building to building.
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