Giving you a hand

[DM Bob]

Kleys is able to dodge the construct arms and stay in between their reach if he walks sideways down the middle of the hall (or simply stands still there between the groping fingers).

Out of nowhere, a door opens from the far end. Light is seen, dim light, and oddly the sounds of gentle music.

There are some snickers and a simple, "Come." Resounds from behind the threshold.

***

The rest of you find that touching the same area does not transport any one else... apparently it was a one time deal.

The pterrax reaches out to Mak. Something is bothering it outside.

[ascieszl]

Kleys proceeds into the light....

[Deleted]

Mak tells everyone to hold tight for a minute and proceeds up to check on the Pterrax. "What's wrong?" he asks it.

[DM Bob]

"Big man. Big. Climb. Throw. Throw back. Angry. Throw. Throw back. Angry. Come. Come now."

[Attilius]

The pterrax be like:

Attachments:

[Deleted]

Mak's going to climb back up the stairs to the Pterrax, and investigate this "big one" for himself.

[Niachi]

Bob: Can I use that successful Clairvoyance roll on the roof now? I really don't want us split up any more.

[DM Bob]

Mak climbs up to see the pterrax throwing a rope back over the side of the tower after it lassoed a crenellation.

A string of curses follow from below.

Enter Attilius...

Stuck below and looking to divine the tower's secrets. But assuming you get along? How will he get up?

Laahk can see all of this - as well as a top down of Markus' new character.

***

Kleys is greeted to a strange sight. A wicked looking purple robed undead man sits upon a black granite stone throne. There's a low matching table in front of it, cluttered with ancient possessions. He alternates between staring at an ancient tome, a large crystal ball, a few stone tablets, all on a cluttered granite table... not even looking up at the elf. It waves nonchalantly for Kleys to sit with one skeletal hand. The walls are strewn with arcane paraphernalia, sewing supplies, urns, jugs and other containers.

Music, strangely plays out of the ether (rather loudly in fact). The skull bobs to the sound as it continues scrawling something in the book before him.

"My work you know. Never stop. If you want to keep from turning to dust, passion is the key. Passion."

The music takes a more aggressive pace; forte. It scrawls faster and raises a bit as well in his seat.

There is no where to really sit, unless you choose the floor.

[Deleted]

Mak looks down at the Stranger. "What." he states as a question.

[Coden Rokos (Jesse H.)]

Pallia waits uneasily. She looks at the staff a bit, turning it over in her hands, and then glances back to Yiska.

[ascieszl]

Kleys will slowly spin around, mouth agape in wonder, then sit on the floor in a 'student at his master's feet' way.

"Master....Aman, I presume?"

[DM Bob]

"Ah yes. Now we wait for your friends. If they survive that is."

The death's head turns to you directly.

"Nice to see a less destructive practitioner of the Art about here. My brother? Never could see the other side of the coin. Not that my creations were ever innocent. But that was the point, eh? Creation. As long as one creates more than one destroys, that's a positive, correct?"

Pause.

"Well, occasionally what one creates destroys more than the Creator, the Maker, could ever achieve. Ironic, no? Frustrating? Yes."

[Attilius]

Jul 19, 2021 14:43:50 GMT -12 @rpgagmjay said:

Mak looks down at the Stranger. "What." he states as a question.

A large, lone, heavily armed and armored half giant squints up in the mid day sun at the halfling from under his Balican stylized red plumed helm. He gauges this new being for a moment before answering

"THIS YO' TOWER?" He yells up back in common

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- Kem awaits as many things happen at the same time

[ascieszl]

Jul 19, 2021 15:54:39 GMT -12 DM Bob said:

"Well, occasionally what one creates destroys more than the Creator, the Maker, could ever achieve. Ironic, no? Frustrating? Yes."

"Perhaps....But sometimes a creation is an extension of its creator and therefore the creation's accomplishments extend the creator's accomplishments - as with a bow. Other times, a creation"s purpose is to EXCEED its creator, as with a child or student - they exist to exceed their creators. It all depends on....Purpose."