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Post by ascieszl on Sept 30, 2022 19:30:36 GMT
"The Warbringer would have just told his enerals and armies that they must die too for the world to be reborn? Somehow I doubt that."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2022 19:31:42 GMT
"...I must see Gallard. Gallard must know what happened. I must know what happened."
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Post by ascieszl on Sept 30, 2022 19:34:24 GMT
"Agreed. To Gallard, with the undead army, yes?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2022 19:37:19 GMT
"If you wish to take it, you may have it. They swore oaths to us, the generals of the Warbringer. They will serve I or Gallard without question. But first, the binding curse laid by the Mage-Lords must be destroyed, or my troops will forever reenact their final battle."
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Post by ascieszl on Sept 30, 2022 19:41:21 GMT
"Agreed."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2022 21:19:51 GMT
Bharnag quietly listens to the conversation. He forces him face to stone as Irikos names the Warbringer as the one who invented magic. Dwarves have legends about such a man, and to know that Nibenay once served him as the Warlord Gallard troubles the dwarf.
"It is agreed. You have shown your power over the undead and I believe your word to be true to aid Gallard, now known as Nibenay. I will rest this night then begin excavations in earnest in the morning."
He looks to the others. "Rest well, we have much hard labor tomorrow. Perhaps the templars can be convinced to aid our efforts with their magics."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2022 21:25:50 GMT
The Templars murmur quietly among themselves, studying Irikos quietly. Xyn'iia seems to have studiously written down just about everything that Irikos said. Some of the Templars are giving it dirty looks, but they do not disturb the strange diplomat.
Irikos nods his head and begins to slowly move back into the city. Slowly, the dark silhouette of him begins to tramp off back towards the city as the sun sets.
Suddenly, Xyn'iia scrambles to its feet and slips out of the building. "Excuse me...please excuse me..."
The odd diplomat trots off after Irikos, its gait visibly abnormal.
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Post by Niachi on Oct 1, 2022 2:13:29 GMT
During this conversation, The tari has been oddly still, not even his ever-emotive tail has moved. Just as Xyn'lia recorded this massive infodump with writing, Zeekir has been memorizing. It is good that this ignorant deadswordsman wearing a world's fortune knows not of things, and of the Tari place in all this. So shall it remain.
And the envoy? Perhaps an investigation of its abilities is in order. To his companions:
"I'm curious to a fault... Shal we scry?"
He follows them at 7 human-length paces behind, casting Detect Magic with a whisper of "scry" for 6 rounds of detection in a path 10 feet wide and up to 60 feet long.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2022 8:05:29 GMT
Zeekir notices an intense aura of magic around Irikos, and a fainter one all around Xyn'iia. When it catches up to him, it opens its mouth to say something, but then pauses for a moment, as if uncertain.
"...Yes? What is it?"
"...I'm quite fascinated by the architecture in this city."
"...I believe I fail to catch your meaning."
"I am an architectural enthusiast. These buildings are like nothing I've ever seen."
"Well, I'm afraid I'm no expert on the subject."
"A pity. Very well."
Xyn'iia begins to wander dejectedly back toward the Templars' building.
Zeekir gets the distinct feeling that Xyn'iia didn't run after Irikos to discuss construction techniques.
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Post by Niachi on Oct 2, 2022 2:23:57 GMT
Scampering alongside the cloaked ambassador:
"Too bad these builders were not aware of more advanced constructions, yeh? That megamagic might not had blasted everything here so effectively.. Not a folded arch anywhere I see! Do your builders use folded or flex theory?"
As they return to their shelter, he cheerfully greets everyone:
"First survey results are that Irikos is dripping with magics and striding to his destiny up that way. Our visitor here is maintaining a bit of strange fun as well! Interesting! Ambassador: What was that spell or activation word you intended at Irikos just now?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2022 8:48:40 GMT
Xyn'iia ducks its head and reaches up to scratch behind it awkwardly. "I didn't cast anything at him, err...mayhaps you are mistaken?" It sways back and forth, as if attempting to evade attention like physical missiles.
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Post by Niachi on Oct 6, 2022 22:25:21 GMT
[OOC: Do Xen'ila's movements remind Zeekir of any somatic spellcasting?]
I can roll vs Spellcraft later, Discord is blocked at work]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2022 22:51:01 GMT
Xyn'iia didn't seem to cast any spells, but Zeekir did sense some kind of magic on its person. Perhaps it has a magic item...?
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Post by Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP] on Oct 18, 2022 19:57:12 GMT
- Observing the dubious Xyn'nia's reaction, like unexpected, the templaress says - "Oh, don't be shy. Trust is the base of any relationship, even in between those that met not long ago, don't you think so? Besides that, we all have a common goal here." - making a short pause just to talk a bit more sweetly - "What did you cast? What information did you get from him?"
[OOC: Persuasion roll, 9 out of 15, success]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2022 22:16:25 GMT
Xyn'iia seems to curl in on itself, trying to appear smaller as if out of fear. "Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing..."
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