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She would have mentioned that it's one of the barrels stacked upright in the corner, not any of the ones on the shelves, but she wouldn't have said which one specifically.
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She would have mentioned that it's one of the barrels stacked upright in the corner, not any of the ones on the shelves, but she wouldn't have said which one specifically.
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Did Riaen specify which barrel was the portal barrel when telling the Bleakers where it was?
Hmm...
Roll me a Persuasion check (to see how well you came across to her).
"I do apologize for the lack of wares available. Apparently, a naked gnome and a goblin wizard saw fit to slaughter Trinket and Bauble before ransacking our shop not too long ago,"
She gestures to the orb she had been peering into before on the counter, and she offers, "You are welcome to see for yourself, if you so wish. Suffice to say, those two are no longer welcome in...my shop now,"
WELP.
Guess the truth is out now.
When Charm mentioned a naked gnome and a goblin wizard Aurora knew exactly who Charm was talking about. She let out a exasperated sigh wondering if reuniting with them was a good idea or not as it seemed that Brutrumukk was still very much his reckless self.
Tbf on Brutrumukk, in universe, it's been less than a day, and the only influence he's had on him is Jub... who is not the most moral individual.
Great Bazaar, Market Ward, Sigil
@Lurking Krog @Abstract Proxy @Guardian Angel Haruki @Vertigo
The hag literally had to lean over the top of her stand in order to even see Garnet. She pointed a finger at the goblin before looking up towards the group. "This one with you?" she asks, though her tone implies she had a strong indication that she knows the answer. Nevertheless, she seems to be looking over her tubs of ice cream, trying to locate the flavour Garnet has just requested.
Lissandra is also looking at Garnet curiously. At Aaliyah's words, she hands the portal key over to the girl. "All you need to do is tap it gently against the door frame." She nods over to the door of the shop they were standing outside, before looking over at Beigeiros. "You can give her my ice cream if you want," she says. "It's your money after all. I can even reimburse you, if you wish." For whatever reason, she seems a little amused by Garnet's bluntness.
Ubiquitous Wayfarer, Lower Ward, Sigil
@rush99999 @Fading Memory
Ulgad gives Fyodor a sympathetic look. "It's understandable," he says. "Even in Sigil, there are some prejudices we can't quite break." He tilts his head to the side and gives a small, almost sad smile. "There are still some in the Bleak Cabal, mostly the younger recruits mind you, who are uncomfortable around me."
"Can't imagine why," Jarret mumbled into his glass.
If Ulgad heard the comment, he showed no reaction. Instead, he gives Fyodor reassuring pat on the shoulder before addressing the group as a whole. "Finish up your drinks, and then we'll head downstairs," he says. "Hopefully, that fanged fella and his companion will have enough of a head start that we won't have to interact with 'em." He pauses for a moment as if considering something before taking a swig of his own drink.
Meanwhile, there is a slight pause at Zaraknyvr's question as Tabiah continues her way down the stairs. "Familiars can't die," Tabiah says. "Not really, not like you and I can. If their physical body or the one who summoned them is killed, they just return to what they originally were and where they came from."
Abasi, for his part, doesn't say anything, merely wrinkling his nose at Zaraknyvr in an offended fashion. It's difficult to tell whether he's more displeased with the implied threat or Zaraknyvr assuming he's a common flesh-and-blood animal. Maybe it's a little of both.
They reach the bottom step, and Tabiah stops, peering into the gloom. While Zaraknvyr's dark vision allows him to see this room fairly clearly, it's obvious that it's more difficult for her. After a moment, she raises her hand and snaps her fingers, allowing a couple of nearby candles to spark to life, illuminating a decently sized wine cellar. While most of the barrels are stacked on shelves on their sides, there are few in one corner that are upright.
"... I suddenly realise that Riaen didn't actually tell me which barrel it was," Tabiah says. She frowns and take a couple of steps forward. "Hold on a moment." She mumbles some words under her breath and made a gesture in the air, clearly casting something. "Okay, that's a little easier." She looks over her shoulder at Zaraknvyr. "Not all of these barrels are portals, obviously, but most of those that are have been put over there." She sighs. "We should start searching, I suppose." She begins making her way over the barrels, all the while Abasi is very closely watching Zaraknyvr.
Former site of Tir na Og, the Outlands
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"Alright! Make yourself comfortable, I'll be right back." Rath says. He then hurries off behind one of the other tents to get something, leaving Raella with Therlxora, Brakon and Harmyr.
Brakon pauses in his work for the first time to look in Raella's direction. "You may have noticed that we don't really have many arcane spellcasters, at least not this low down in the ranks," he says. "A couple of members likely still cling to old divine texts, but I have a feeling that's not what you're after." He considers Raella for a moment. "I could ask around, though, once I'm done with Harmyr here." He motions towards the injured dwarf.
Rath returns a minute or so later, carrying behind a large dead boar which he begins to set up over the fire. Raella will also notice a couple of other people starting to turn their gaze towards them as he starts cooking, clearly looking forward to their next meal.
Back at the lake, Sarceron raises an eyebrow. "Surely if you're familiar with the Wylders, you must know about the dissent amongst the Wylder's ranks?" he says. "The split into two sub-sects?" He shrugs. "From what I understand, the divide has caused some infighting, so much so they seem to be getting at each other fighting with each other almost as much as they would be fighting with the Vile Hunt. Cellach is attempting to open up negotiations between the two. After all, the Plane-tenders and the Wylders do have aligning goals, and while we don't get many Hunters around here, our members have run into enough of them out in the planes, and they don't make our job any easier."
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The hag literally had to lean over the top of her stand in order to even see Garnet. She pointed a finger at the goblin before looking up towards the group. "This one with you?" she asks, though her tone implies she had a strong indication that she knows the answer. Nevertheless, she seems to be looking over her tubs of ice cream, trying to locate the flavour Garnet has just requested.
Lissandra is also looking at Garnet curiously. At Aaliyah's words, she hands the portal key over to the girl. "All you need to do is tap it gently against the door frame." She nods over to the door of the shop they were standing outside, before looking over at Beigeiros. "You can give her my ice cream if you want," she says. "It's your money after all. I can even reimburse you, if you wish." For whatever reason, she seems a little amused by Garnet's bluntness.
Ubiquitous Wayfarer, Lower Ward, Sigil
@rush99999 @Fading Memory
Ulgad gives Fyodor a sympathetic look. "It's understandable," he says. "Even in Sigil, there are some prejudices we can't quite break." He tilts his head to the side and gives a small, almost sad smile. "There are still some in the Bleak Cabal, mostly the younger recruits mind you, who are uncomfortable around me."
"Can't imagine why," Jarret mumbled into his glass.
If Ulgad heard the comment, he showed no reaction. Instead, he gives Fyodor reassuring pat on the shoulder before addressing the group as a whole. "Finish up your drinks, and then we'll head downstairs," he says. "Hopefully, that fanged fella and his companion will have enough of a head start that we won't have to interact with 'em." He pauses for a moment as if considering something before taking a swig of his own drink.
Meanwhile, there is a slight pause at Zaraknyvr's question as Tabiah continues her way down the stairs. "Familiars can't die," Tabiah says. "Not really, not like you and I can. If their physical body or the one who summoned them is killed, they just return to what they originally were and where they came from."
Abasi, for his part, doesn't say anything, merely wrinkling his nose at Zaraknyvr in an offended fashion. It's difficult to tell whether he's more displeased with the implied threat or Zaraknyvr assuming he's a common flesh-and-blood animal. Maybe it's a little of both.
They reach the bottom step, and Tabiah stops, peering into the gloom. While Zaraknvyr's dark vision allows him to see this room fairly clearly, it's obvious that it's more difficult for her. After a moment, she raises her hand and snaps her fingers, allowing a couple of nearby candles to spark to life, illuminating a decently sized wine cellar. While most of the barrels are stacked on shelves on their sides, there are few in one corner that are upright.
"... I suddenly realise that Riaen didn't actually tell me which barrel it was," Tabiah says. She frowns and take a couple of steps forward. "Hold on a moment." She mumbles some words under her breath and made a gesture in the air, clearly casting something. "Okay, that's a little easier." She looks over her shoulder at Zaraknvyr. "Not all of these barrels are portals, obviously, but most of those that are have been put over there." She sighs. "We should start searching, I suppose." She begins making her way over the barrels, all the while Abasi is very closely watching Zaraknyvr.
Former site of Tir na Og, the Outlands
@Digizel @Rune_Alchemist
"Alright! Make yourself comfortable, I'll be right back." Rath says. He then hurries off behind one of the other tents to get something, leaving Raella with Therlxora, Brakon and Harmyr.
Brakon pauses in his work for the first time to look in Raella's direction. "You may have noticed that we don't really have many arcane spellcasters, at least not this low down in the ranks," he says. "A couple of members likely still cling to old divine texts, but I have a feeling that's not what you're after." He considers Raella for a moment. "I could ask around, though, once I'm done with Harmyr here." He motions towards the injured dwarf.
Rath returns a minute or so later, carrying behind a large dead boar which he begins to set up over the fire. Raella will also notice a couple of other people starting to turn their gaze towards them as he starts cooking, clearly looking forward to their next meal.
Back at the lake, Sarceron raises an eyebrow. "Surely if you're familiar with the Wylders, you must know about the dissent amongst the Wylder's ranks?" he says. "The split into two sub-sects?" He shrugs. "From what I understand, the divide has caused some infighting, so much so they seem to be getting at each other fighting with each other almost as much as they would be fighting with the Vile Hunt. Cellach is attempting to open up negotiations between the two. After all, the Plane-tenders and the Wylders do have aligning goals, and while we don't get many Hunters around here, our members have run into enough of them out in the planes, and they don't make our job any easier."
She was surprised to see a goblin approach the stand and take up the offer of ice cream in Lissandra's place. She did tense a bit. Things certainly became...interesting, the last time she encountered a goblin in Ishaan's palace, to put it mildly.
Somewhere in the multiverse, a goblin wizard feels his sins crawling on his back.
Going to have a post up some time this week. Sorry it's taking so long ^^;
Post will be up either today or (more likely) tomorrow. Apologies for the delay, writing responses is turning out trickier than I expected ^^;
Just a head's up for anyone who has yet to post, I'm gonna get the next DM post up over the weekend so you've got a couple of days.
"Does this familiar die with you, or is this feline true flesh and blood?"
Tabiah:
As Fellwing closes her eyes, she is graced with a vision, similar to the ones the Darkness gave her... but also different, somehow. She can still see the forest around her... or rather feel it. The ground beneath her feet, the trees, the wind... she feels it so deeply that it creates a picture in her mind, like how a beast with sonar is able to 'see' through sound and vibrations. It's darker than the actual forest, but every object is outlined by a faint light, all of varying colors. She can even see herself as she feels her spirit starting to lift upwards over herself, her form highlighted by the faintest light of all.
This is also how she is able to see the bright, glowing wires wrapped around her legs and wings, constricting her and becoming tighter with each step forward she attempts to take. It's only when she sees them on her that she notices that they are, in fact, everywhere. All around her, wrapped around everything - the trees, the rocks, even molecules of dust in the air - and as she stares out in front of her, she notices they only get thicker and more tangled from this point forward, seeming to be originating from somewhere ahead. She realises, while she's still in this disembodied state, she can do one of two things:
One, she can cuts the wires, releasing herself and anything else she wishes to. She could even clear a rough path ahead so she doesn't get further entangled, allowing her to move forwards...
... or, while still detached from the physical, she could follow the wires back to their original source, see if there's way to root them out at their core. (note: neither option requires an extra roll at this time) What will Fellwing do?
Coryn looks blankly at Skobeloff as the trickster explains the situation to him, before turning his gaze back towards Lazward. After a pause, he just says, "Again?"
"Yes, Coryn, surprisingly the problem you haven't bothered to fix is still a problem," Lazward says, pausing in his attacks against the plant only to give his roommate a glare before returning to his attack. "Because that's how it works: you ignore something, and it gets worse. That is simple cause and effect."
"It's not a problem," Coryn says, even as his many, many plants continued to exceed their growth and fill his half of the room.
"Uh huh. Sure," was Lazward's only response as he continues to beat up the plants growing on his shelf.
Frowning slightly, Coryn turns his attention back to Stargaze and Skobeloff. "Err, sorry about this," he says. "Is there something I can help you with or...?"
"Oh no, it's fine!" Rudrick says, the smile on his face not faltering even for a moment. He doesn't even seem that bothered that Shieldwing ran straight into him. "If you have anything to ask me, go ahead, we can talk on the way to the mine. I don't believe there's anything too dangerous between here and there and I'd appreciate the company." He takes a step forward before motioning with one of his wings for Shieldwing to follow.
This is also how she is able to see the bright, glowing wires wrapped around her legs and wings, constricting her and becoming tighter with each step forward she attempts to take. It's only when she sees them on her that she notices that they are, in fact, everywhere. All around her, wrapped around everything - the trees, the rocks, even molecules of dust in the air - and as she stares out in front of her, she notices they only get thicker and more tangled from this point forward, seeming to be originating from somewhere ahead. She realises, while she's still in this disembodied state, she can do one of two things:
One, she can cuts the wires, releasing herself and anything else she wishes to. She could even clear a rough path ahead so she doesn't get further entangled, allowing her to move forwards...
... or, while still detached from the physical, she could follow the wires back to their original source, see if there's way to root them out at their core. (note: neither option requires an extra roll at this time) What will Fellwing do?
Coryn looks blankly at Skobeloff as the trickster explains the situation to him, before turning his gaze back towards Lazward. After a pause, he just says, "Again?"
"Yes, Coryn, surprisingly the problem you haven't bothered to fix is still a problem," Lazward says, pausing in his attacks against the plant only to give his roommate a glare before returning to his attack. "Because that's how it works: you ignore something, and it gets worse. That is simple cause and effect."
"It's not a problem," Coryn says, even as his many, many plants continued to exceed their growth and fill his half of the room.
"Uh huh. Sure," was Lazward's only response as he continues to beat up the plants growing on his shelf.
Frowning slightly, Coryn turns his attention back to Stargaze and Skobeloff. "Err, sorry about this," he says. "Is there something I can help you with or...?"
"Oh no, it's fine!" Rudrick says, the smile on his face not faltering even for a moment. He doesn't even seem that bothered that Shieldwing ran straight into him. "If you have anything to ask me, go ahead, we can talk on the way to the mine. I don't believe there's anything too dangerous between here and there and I'd appreciate the company." He takes a step forward before motioning with one of his wings for Shieldwing to follow.
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