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Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Sorry I'm late. Finally got the IC post up. Does anyone want to do anything before Chapter Four officially comes to an end or should I go ahead and commence the final preparations for Chapter Five?

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Seeing that the party had pretty firmly decided against dealing with her, Madam Souise simply smiled. "Well if that how you want to play it then by all means, go right ahead." She said. "But should you ever find your homes in peril or your nemeses nipping at your heels... should you ever require assistance contending with any one, from the gods themselves to you yourself... or should you ever just find yourself in need of a stiff drink yet find that there are no taverns around to quench that thirst... know that Mar'a'gan will always be close by and I myself am but one cast of Sending away." With that said, Madam Souise stepped back through the portal, which closed behind her a moment later.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

You could just have him come out and say it. Especially if he has the Insight to realize that Brutrumukk is weighing his options.

Eidolon: Conspiracy Theory

Happened across a funny video on YouTube. This is Luka's sister now.

Eidolon: Conspiracy Theory

I shall take the Magician.

Eidolon: Conspiracy Theory

"Reveler, can you direct your minion to get whatever the thing that is causing the mess in the back. It should be a piece of cake with your powers."

Luka was drawn from his stunned reverie by Ashley's request. Eager for anything to take his mind off of the terrifying experience he had just been put through, Luka rose from the booth and snapped his fingers. With a puff of smoke, [THE ESSENCE OF LIFE] was a faceless baseballer no longer. Instead, the Eidolon resembled a faceless version of the Pied Piper of Hamelin.

"One contained MegaTen reference coming right up." Luka declared before departing to the kitchen. Once within 15 feet of the creature in the kitchen, Luka would have his Eidolon begin playing a calming melody on the pipe. Meanwhile, Luka himself would use his ability to will the creature into a state of calm and compliance so that he could lead it back out to the others.

Epyllion: Beyond Moonlight's Reach

Heliotrope: If you bite it and you die; it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die; it's venomous.

Skobeloff: What if it bites me and it dies?

Garrock: That means you're poisonous. Moons, Skobeloff, pay attention.

Shieldwing: What if it bites itself and I die?

Fellwing: It's voodoo.

Fogdance: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Heliotrope: That's correlation not causation.

Stargaze: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?

Echo: That's kinky.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

I was thinking of waiting until Fading made a post since they said they wouldn't be moving until the middle of the month. Though I'll probably make a post soon if you're gearing up to move things forward.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Brutrumukk

Though he ran to follow the macaw down the hall, Brutrumukk was in two minds about who to side with.

On the one hand, he really wanted to take the head of the cat ogre that had thrown him off course and was now just assuming that he would forget about that and become an accomplice in whatever theft this was.

On the other hand though, Brutrumukk couldn't deny that the palace's treasure was a tempting aspect of forgetting that inconvenience for the time being. Also, while he liked his chances against one ogre sized cat, he wasn't so sure about two. Two would have been no bother if he was still a bugbear and had all his gear. But now? While he was a barely armed gnome? Brutrumukk was not certain how that would pan out...

But then there was whether or not the cats could be trusted to consider. It seemed they were in the process of betraying some deal they made with Ishaan. Who's to say they wouldn't betray him too? Then again, Ishaan was some kind of nobility. Depending on what kind, the chance to cause him trouble would be reward enough even if he received no treasure.

Though there was a chance that he could get both bloodshed and treasure if Ishaan was the sort of noble who was generous with their wealth. There weren't many, but they were out there.

"Oi! Birdbrain!" Brutrumukk called out once he had caught up with the macaw enough to get within speaking distance. "This Ishaan git what runs the place. Is 'e the sort o' nob what likes to give lots o' treasure to folks what 'elp 'im?"

Eidolon: Conspiracy Theory

Everything happened so quickly. One moment, Luka was thinking that he was about to get in touch with Santana for a tip on how to proceed. The next, he was standing gagged and bound in a courtroom with no defender backing him up. Something that quickly ceased to matter when it was revealed that he had already been found guilty.

An icy shard of pure fear pierced Luka's heart as the gavel was turned on him. He had escaped Justice many times over the years, but this time it seemed like there was no way out. Whatever place he had tried to access was not a place where his family's influence held any sway. All that could be done now was to await the sentence.

"OBJECTION!"

A voice even greater than the judge's boomed as a brilliant silver light shone out from the defense table before the gavel could come down. After a moment, the light dimmed to reveal what Luka could only describe as the perfect, ideal representation of a knight. He was resplendent in glorious silver armor with a golden plume topping his helmet and a shield on his arm bearing a heraldic symbol that Luka found strangely familiar for reasons he couldn't quite grasp.

"I weep for the world if thou art the Shades of Justice it yields in this day and age." The Knight declared, a note of sorrow to his french accented voice. "Prithee tell me... wouldst thou truly call this Justice? Thy defense table empty and bare? Thy defendant chained and silenced? The trial held in full and verdict rendered while the one being tried slumbers? Heavens above, both of you! One of thy jurors beareth a hostile bias even! Doest thou truly believe that any of these proceedings fall under the auspices of Justice?" The Knight divides a glare evenly between the prosecutor and the judge. "There are standards. Even for those who have bowed to the Serpent. Even for those who have strayed so far into the darkness that they can barely be seen." The Knight declared. "Look me in mine eyes and verily say unto me that thou hath met these standards this day."

The prosecutor struggled to meet the challenge for a moment, before ultimately bowing his head in shame.

The judge actually managed to hold The Knight's gaze, but never even began to try voicing an affirmation of their actions being just.

"The defence moves to set aside the verdict." The Knight intoned.

The judge remained silent for a few moments more, then spoke two final words.

"CASE DISMISSED."

And then Luka was back in the Diner with seemingly no time having passed at all. He blinked, blinked, and blinked again. He looked down at his limbs and found them chained no longer. He felt around his mouth and found it no longer gagged. After confirming this, Luka sunk deeper into his seat, allowing things to continue on around him as one thought consumed his mind.

'WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?'

OOC

Luka uses Power Cycle.

Once per session, you may shuffle the discard pile into the Fate Deck, then discard the same number of cards from the top of the deck (this ticks the Phantom Clock if it is at 6 PM or higher).