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Post by DM Bob on Oct 8, 2024 14:10:40 GMT -12
Ral: A sliver
Guthay: A sliver
Weather: Light silt storm, wind out of the North-east
Current Location: The cursed ruins of Giustenal, Dragon's Gate
It simply takes a good amount of time to shuffle to the large city gate. What time is it? What damned day is it? Soooo, so cold. A howling lash of silt and debris make the occasional ill footing worrisome. But you make it none-the-less without anything more than trepidation of the soul. As you pass the silt dulled gate to where you know you can safely fold space...
Where exactly do you wish to travel?
Which, if any preparations will be made before?
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 8, 2024 14:14:27 GMT -12
*Be it known that the halfling knows at least one of the moons positions due to the blade he carries. The other is a freebie.
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Post by AthasianLaborer on Oct 8, 2024 14:31:00 GMT -12
Muiko will cast Invisibility and remain close to the party while using Attilius as a windbreak.
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Post by Attilius on Oct 8, 2024 15:00:33 GMT -12
Looking for trouble off in the distance the giant quips "Let's go see Aman's lands in da wake of burnin' dat stuff and plunder that mutha-fuckin' tomb now!!!! We's gots a golden chariot with our name on it!"
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Post by Quila Oris (John M.) on Oct 9, 2024 6:34:17 GMT -12
"Let's get some warmer clothes. I'm cold. And let me scout psionically to see what sort of mess the Buried City now is the minute we get home. I can't imagine the worms over there having gone quietly."Quila will set up a Clairvoyance in order to get a wide angle view from above the Buried City, trying to get all known structures (to us) in view, in order to assess the mess. She will do that from New Kurn, after having landed safely using the Dimensional Folding into the assigned 'get back home by magics' landing places we were told to use.
In Kurn, Quila will also ask around what date it now is, to figure out how long they were comparatively away for in the Hearth.
(OOC: rolled 8 on adjusted roll, taking the -8 modifier from 1,000 mile distance for Clairvoyance into account, brings PC from 19-20 to 13. 8 on 13 = good to go. Dimensional Folding had a previous success roll I was told to re-use.)
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Post by Umbris (AC 2 | HP 37/37) on Oct 9, 2024 6:37:50 GMT -12
Has been kinda... shuffling about, shell shocked by the planes travel in a slight way.
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 9, 2024 9:02:00 GMT -12
You fold space once again, just barely skating the edge of aging. Quila positions your arrival for the area just inside of Fort Protector's grounds where your travel has been okayed.
The weather here is equally caustic and dark. Clouds obscure the evening sky and frequent flashes of lightning frame heavy winds and dust that has issues breaching this side of New Kurn's gigantic mountainous walls. You can just barely make out the 2 slivers of Ral and Guthay in the sky before they are covered and then uncovered by the chaotic blanket of rolling clouds.
Even in the darkness, you can see an immense bivouac has been installed. Hastily erected tents with faint light resound with the groans of injured. Soldiers of the Black Lances slowly patrol the space as well, torches in hand. Each you see looks exhausted. Many are sporting injuries and burns or simply limp their patrol.
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Post by Quila Oris (John M.) on Oct 9, 2024 9:05:54 GMT -12
Quila adjusts her Black Lances armor straps and goes looking for the commander or any brown elf she can find, holding off on the Clairvoyance on the Buried City for a moment.
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Post by AthasianLaborer on Oct 9, 2024 9:14:29 GMT -12
Muiko will shadow Quila, waiting to offer what help he can once we've heard what the full situation is.
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 9, 2024 9:17:34 GMT -12
It doesn't take long for them to react to your appearance and to get someone who might know what to do with you. A slightly familiar face, Leagaris, one of Syndic's camp calls out to you, two injured warriors in tow.
"Where 'ave you been? Could've used your blades the past few days. Are you here to help with the wounded?"
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Post by Quila Oris (John M.) on Oct 9, 2024 9:31:58 GMT -12
”We just came back from the Eternal Hearth, taking care of that book that caused all the worm troubles before. What is going on here? Wounded from what? Are we under attack? What day is it?”
Quila shifts her balance and looks at the wounded soldiers and uses two Orisons to heal the pair a bit. Does she see what caused their wounds?
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 9, 2024 9:40:05 GMT -12
"I don't know what that means, but it sounds important. It's..."
Enemy's Slumber, 16th of Fortuary, Ten minutes until midnight
Ral: A sliver
Guthay: A sliver
Current Location: The camps of wounded near Fort Protector
"We were fighting the threats at those *@#%ing ruins, with that !@#$ giant maggot thing and it's brood, that's what. Oronis himself took blows from the beast... he lays in torpor in the New City proper."
The men you treat look to have both acid and fire type wounds.
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Post by AthasianLaborer on Oct 9, 2024 10:03:19 GMT -12
As the guard gives the date and time, Muiko blurts out "Nearly 5 days?! Sygrashit! We were only gone for the better part of two!"
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Post by Quila Oris (John M.) on Oct 9, 2024 10:06:04 GMT -12
”Is our liege hale? Or is the torpor due to very very serious wounds?”
This is the moment Quila will do the previously expressed Clairvoyant scouting of the Hidden City.
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 9, 2024 10:21:35 GMT -12
"He took severe hits not only from the dread wyrm, but in the fight with the two tusked beasts of Death... Large pointy things that make one dream of nightmares during the day. They tore life from the earth much like a warlock, leaving nothing but darkened ground and weak knees in their wake. Everyone is on edge, we know not how badly our liege was injured and if it be all physical in nature. Many here lay with shattered minds." He gestures to the camp.
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The black ruins are a mess and ill lit. The weather is much the same as here, perhaps even more turbulent. Is there any where here you might want to focus on? Or perhaps wait until first light?
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