The rest of the day passes uneventfully, as you head further into the dark recesses of the jungle of Xen'drik.
You note a marked increase in scorpions, however, coming across several scorpion mounds in small clearings.
Shortly after sundown, a makeshift camp is made. Ganyon leaves the group in order to hunt for dinner, leaving the rest of the group to figure out the sleeping arrangements, as Morph notes that they now number 9 people total, and his magical rope space only holds 7 (or 8, if the rope is not pulled into the space).
Lo-Kag speaks, saying that he will spend the evening under the stars, the large goliath has not been particularly comfortable in the enclosed space. Atop a mountain, or underneath one, is quite natural for his people, but a magical box felt more like a prison to him.
Morph pulls out his rope and prepares to cast his spell. As the rope mystically climbs into the air, Morph looks around their camp. "Your Dragonmark did nothing to prevent the scying today. We are still being watched."
"I care not who rests above. Just know now that we are in drow territory now, and with intelligent foes lurking about we are even less safe than before." Swiftly, small barbs grow from the warforged hands and feet, and he quickly ascends the rope, much like a spider. Morph sticks his head out of the extradimensional space and speaks again. "Perhaps the shifter would stay outside as well. He might have the same reasons as Lo-Kag"
Hudder looks at Darv.I'm na' doubt'n yer bravery good scholar. Nor tha' spirit o' yer offer. But yer best up in tha hole. No offence tah ya, but any light'll draw them elves like moths tah tha' flame. An' inna dark wit'out darksight tha drow'll 'ave yer spleen fer a snack.
What's it gonna be Domoris? Wanna spot in the hole wit' us? Be a welcome break from bein' by yerself no?
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If Domoris says no then we're set. Hudder hustles everyone up the rope like he's their crotchety old grand mother.
If not then Hudder, who slept outside last night I presume, will suggest he and Ganyon each take half a shift.
He's pretty much set on only people with darkvision standing watch, and all spell casters getting a full nights sleep. Maybe yeh can cast without a good rest in yah, but I dunna see the need tah stress yerselves yet. This adventure's just begun. Let us old 'ands take care o' it.
An objective observer might expect that after the party experiences the dwarven nobles bone shattering snores objections to Hudder taking watch will fall off in the future.
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Realizing that his enemy is not the dwarf, Void Comes out from between the thick flora and introduce himself to the new comers. I'm Void, hailing from the Githzerai people.
Turning to the others he speaks. We must talk in private, where no scrying takes place, we are in great peril.
He looks up the rope and climbs it like a monkey.
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Zirat Igruf, Gladiator (Rhun's ToEE): OOC ; IC ; RG
The gurgling voice returns inside the back of Void's mind.
"Tut tut, poor sssssslave, do you endevour to hide from me, your Masssster?"
A chuckle rolls through your mind, the dark voice echoing into the far corners of your mind.
"Now that I have found you, know that your time isssss sssssshort on thissssss plane, for sssssoon you will be once again in your rightful place ---- on bent knee before your Massssstersssssss."
The voice begins to laugh in a menacing manner.
As you enter the extradimensional space, the voice disappears.
OOC: So, this is what I see so far:
In the rope trick: Darv, Davan, Morph, Void, Hudder
Falcon-Domoris makes an avian grunt as the new comer appeared. The shifter had picked him up following him some time ago, and having seen him in the battle, was not surprised at his appearance.
When offers of camp are made, the avian-shifter makes no indication of joining the others in the tent, and instead perches high in a secure tree or other location to keep eye on the others.
OOC: With Domoris' good Spot/Listen, I'm assuming he did well enough eventually to notice Void. Not that that affects anything. Domoris, as usual, is not in his humanoid form, and will hide somewhere in the foliage up above in avian form, take a watch, then sleep.
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Those Illithids I spoke off ... evil creatures that can take over your mind, will and soul are hunting us. In this place we are safe... and I'm safe from his wicked thoughts that penetrate my head. I suspect that we are scryed by this mind-flayer.
Does anyone know Ganyon for real?
The Gitz is troubled and is face express concern.
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Zirat Igruf, Gladiator (Rhun's ToEE): OOC ; IC ; RG
I am na sure I take yer proper meaning. Whatta mean by "in yer head"? This ill'id fella be an arcanist o' some sort? He be pretty powerful if'n he can scry past tha protection of me mark.
I donna know Ganyon personally. But it seems unlikely tah me tha' Nardon'd send someone he wasna completely confident in onna mission o' this importance.
Why do yah think he be work'n 'gainst tha' innerests o' his house?
Morph peers out the "window" and listens intently to the monk. "I wonder if it is the same mindflayer that contacted you in Stormreach? I would think so, from what you've said they seem quite rare. As the matter of Ganyon, I doubt he is a pawn in the mind flayer's schemes, but I can cast a simple divination to make sure he is who he says he is, or at least in not under mental control. Would you like to do so?"
"The flayer may not be able to overcome your mark every time. We have had some success and dispelling the scrying eye."
Morph peers out the "window" and listens intently to the monk. "I wonder if it is the same mindflayer that contacted you in Stormreach? I would think so, from what you've said they seem quite rare. As the matter of Ganyon, I doubt he is a pawn in the mind flayer's schemes, but I can cast a simple divination to make sure he is who he says he is, or at least in not under mental control. Would you like to do so?"
The Gitz nods to Morph suggestion.
The Illithid is cunning and I suspect it is the same one from Stormreach.
In the past, thousand of years before mankind stepped in the realm known as Ebberon, far beyond the known world, on other plains and existences. The hatful race of Illithid dominated by the force of mind my people.
Now that we are free, but divided, the Illithids want to regain the control over their former slaves. Us – the Gitz and our rivals brothers – the Gith.
Void fists close firmly. My mission is to investigate if Illithids took over Giants' mind.
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Zirat Igruf, Gladiator (Rhun's ToEE): OOC ; IC ; RG
In the Rope Trick: Darv, Davan, Morph, Hudder, Void
On the Ground: Dreadnought, Lo-Kag, Ganyon
In the trees: Domoris
So, is there a watch schedule? Dreadnought is the only one who doesn't require rest, is he going to be on watch all night? What about the folks in the 'Trick?
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