After midnight we're gonna all let it all hang down...

[DM Bob]

Enemy's Slumber, 7th of Dominary - 30 seconds after midnight

Current Locations: Kreen Empire, Nirik-Tohr

Rest is had in the Seed. Perhaps some correspondence is had with Quila and Co. mentally if you need. [No rolls necessary.]

The wormhole is opened by Ande at Nirik. Riders are waiting hale and happy to learn that they were successful in their fight. They quickly use the same transport to meet with the rest of their comrades. They seem a little shaken, as they didn't know much of the tohr-kreen or their language.

DM rolls dice.

Luckily no misunderstandings were made.

J'lact is happy to learn of your successful hunt... and seems rather saddened that his people could not participate in such a curious foray. He wishes all the details, in case they need to deal with the aftereffects of your clutch's battle.

[AthasianLaborer]

As the wormhole closes, Ande Pings Quila <"To be sure that you heard, we may have a new assignment once the last of the ancients are revived">

Opening her eyes, Ande makes straight away for J'lact "Comrade, I extend my sincerest gratitude for the care received by those wounded citizens of Kurn from the citizens of Nirik-Tohr. Nirik-Tohr has earned the enduring support of Kurn! Tomorrow, the first of many deliveries will arrive. We must make ready for the arrival of livestock, erdland, flightless birds, bigger even than HurK" Ande gestures towards HurK with a wing before continuing "--you do still wish to learn how to keep livestock, yes? With dedication and time, you could cultivate a wild population in need of regular, uh, maintenance, that could be easily provided by those hunters among your society. I am pledging my personal investment in resolving your food situation and before next the sun sets, you will see with your own eyes what I mean. If we could discuss the combat debrief in the near future, I would be very appreciative as I am exhausted emotionally and desire a Nap."

Nap, meditate for spells, meet with J'lact, relive all the gories of Graytch for him, anxiously await delivery.

[Attilius]

As HurK walks with the tohr and the crew, his eyes bug out as he mouths in silence to himself <WTF?! FLIGHTLESS BIRDS BIGGER THAN ME?!>

[DM Bob]

This is done. Rest is had. No further insanity that you are aware of...

In other words no danger sense or other warnings. Any spells with a duration are dropped by an additional day.

Enemy's Slumber, 7th of Dominary - Dawn

Current Locations: Kreen Empire, Nirik-Tohr & The Messenger

The next morning leads to what seems to be the regular routine in Nirik. Big flying bugs migrate north for water; the tohr begin the next shift of hunts, water gathering & production.

Chat-cho begins his rites to raise the other two female ancients, Vios-zohr (heavily tattooed; and angelic visage) & Pish-lus (stockier; shorter hair/braids). This leaves one more male ancient yet to revive.

Kurn is true to their word. All manner of herd and ranging animal (kip, aprig, crodlu, erdlu, etc... no kank) are herded through three large wormholes over the span of minutes. The operators remain on the tablelands side. Brands can be seen on some... ranging from mainly Urik, Tyr, Balic and Draj for those wise in that type of thing. Not all are branded however. 300 total animals at this juncture with about 200 of them the larger varieties.

Outside the Seed, confused, hurried work begins again attaching harness to the massive ship. Twice as many climbing tohr are seen and perhaps another 25% gain in general numbers as they mass north of the fallen craft.

No need to herd the animals as J'lact and his Nirik clutch seem to have plans of their own.

Will the Nirik party be using a particular way to reunite with the others?

[Quila Oris (John M.)]

Quila will ping Ande thanking for the update from Akos.
She will ping again after Chat’cho has raised the two female halflings and only has one more halfling to go.

<‘Good morning Nirik-Tohr! We have two more risen halflings. One more to go, want to Nap our druid in a second. There’s again an increase in imperial kreen activity here including renewed extra effort to get the Seed in a harness. Advise is to rejoin us asap so we are together when the halflings are all alive again.’>

Quila will cast a Nap on Chat’cho if she’s allowed to do so.

[DM Bob]

The thri-kreen once again experiences this strange sleep thing that the pinkies do. Oddly refreshing. After the Nap she'll need an hour of meditation before casting the last Raise Dead. Likely around 7 - 8 AM game time.

The others talk plans with J'lact for the settlement, but he seems to be okay with letting the animals roam.

"These animals all used to range here in greater numbers. Surely some will take to their new home."

If there's travel back to the Seed or if there's plans to leave, I just need a consensus posted here and we may continue to move forward.

[AthasianLaborer]

Ande will happily open a Wormhole back to The Seed once things are in hand at Nirik-Tohr.  

Wormhole rolled a 20, needing under an 18 PSP's -48; 64/112

Save vs Spells rolled a 5, needing over a 12.

Ande appears to shimmer as the Wormhole opens.  Shimmering turns to going wavy and wobbly before Ande spaghettifies through the abruptly closing Wormhole.

(OOC: @bob, I didn't roll for distance or direction for where she ends up)

[Attilius]

After waking the half giant repeats his pack & gear organization like the previous days so he can push his pack through the wormhole as a halfling.

Metamorphosis 18, rolled 16.
Psp's 115/136

[DM Bob]

Ande finds herself in an extremely large Tohr-kreen city. Domes and towers similar reach to the sky, while walkways and ramps stretch around and between structures. You find the appearance of the city rather macabre, almost disturbing, with its spires, walkways, and domes, the membranes stretching between some structures, and the presence of overwhelming numbers of black and glistening kreen.

The building heights are taller than you've ever encountered in your travels. This is *so* much larger than Nirik.

Multiple clicks and clacks are heard.

You feel something fly towards your head. Roll initiative, Michael. Combat begins in a new thread, the others may still post here.

[DM Bob]

The rest of the party stands there dumbfounded. There is no wormhole to walk through and Ande is missing.

Coden, Hurk and Niachi.

[Attilius]

"Shiiiiiiiit... Can one of you contact the team to see if Ande made it through?!" says the HurKling. He quickly thinks on his Cerebran schooling to understand what's happened...

[Psionic Lore 19, rolled 14]

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- Eslyk looks at the other members - "I missed the big view of all at the battlefield, not I miss Ande.. Where is our feathery companion?" - stretching after a night of rest and ready for breakfast. Her tone when referring to Ande is of someone worried

[DM Bob]

Oct 18, 2023 17:07:53 GMT Attilius said:

"Shiiiiiiiit... Can one of you contact the team to see if Ande made it through?!" says the HurKling. He quickly thinks on his Cerebran schooling to understand what's happened...

[Psionic Lore 19, rolled 14]

Ande is currently the victim of a botched wormhole and is somewhere likely a hundred miles away in any direction from where she disappeared.

[Attilius]

Oct 18, 2023 17:24:20 GMT DM Bob said:

Ande is currently the victim of a botched wormhole and is somewhere likely a hundred miles away in any direction from where she disappeared.

HurK quickly relays that to Niachi and Coden...

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- Eslyk looks at Quila and Chat'cho, then she approaches as the other ancestors awake from their, seemingly eternal, slumber and see if anything is discarded to a side, trying to communicate with Erfurth - "How are your comrades? Are they all good?" - As she keeps looking around - "Do you really need all these things? Is not anything you look for to get rid of it?"