[v.3.5] Realmsian Dragonstar: The Battle of Toril PbP Game [IC] (Game Cancelled)

[Knightfall]

For a moment, Keth stared off in the distance at the aftermath of the tremendous display of power. Dread filled him. He turned to the Flaming Fist guard. "Get the people out of here. Keep them calm as much as possible, but get them to safety!"

Neven stands there shaking for a moment until Keth's words snap him back to reality. "Right, we take them out the East Gate and then circle around to meet you on the road to Candlekeep."

The young man, emboldened, takes charge of the situation while older and more experienced soldiers seem unsure of what to do next. As Keth runs back towards other side of the city, he hopes that the young Fist can shoulder the load now placed on him.

The elf then ran back to the wagon with Nelalwe and Haspur. "We need to gather the others. I've got a feeling we need to leave now."

Keth finds Nelalwe and Rodan trying to get the gathered wagons moving. There seems to be an problem in the temple.

"He won't come out," say the Gondite acolyte, Calark. "We cannot leave him behind, but, but, I'm afraid to go in there. Something strange is happening to him."

"The high Artificer has gone mad, Cal." Another acolyte replies. "He's too dangerous to bring along in that state."

"Please, help him," Calarak begs Rodan. He sees Keth and turns to him, "Can you help Master Albaier?"

Rodan part flies, part glides towards the wagon with Haspur. "I agree... we've done all we can for the people here and it is time to go. Let's get Haspur out of this city by the closest exit and proceed to the cover of the woods. Hopefully the others can figure out a way to contact us once this initial strike is over."

"The closest gate is the Black Dragon Gate at the northern edge of the city," replies a Flaming Fist that Rodan knows is named Pharaxes. "We will get them moving." He holds up his hand and begins shouting orders to the other Fists. The gathered wagons and the beleagured citizens hurry to tie off everything and gather the wounded and the elderly onto the wagons. The smaller children are held tighly by their parents while older children walk within hands reach. The few teen boys and girls are given tasks to do, as long as they aren't hurt.

"I don't think we should go near the Cloakwood," an elder man says to the raptoran from the back of a wagon as it begins to move. There are terrifying creatures in there."

"We won't go into the woods unless it becomes absolutely necessary," Pharaxes replies to the man. "We'll stick to the Coast Way until we reach the trail that leads to the fortress."

Rodan every so often lifts off with his wings to take a quick look at their surroundings and help the group navigate around obstacles and stopped or frightened citizens.

OOC: I'm going to give you a chance to reply as your PC to Calark before having Rodan take to the sky.

 

[Knightfall]

It very quickly becomes apparent to Siel that her disguise isn't going to last for the duration of the search. There's just too much to go over, even if the vast majority is junk. She considers borrowing her companion's enchanted disguise...but the reality is that the longer this reckoning is postponed, the worse it's going to be. And if she is going to be cooperating with these people, it will come eventually.

Better to get it over with now, she thinks. While there are still options.

So while the search in the Vault of Wonders takes place, Siel says at one point, "Excuse me for a moment, I need to just do one thing..."

And the half-elf melts away, replaced by a somewhat taller, more statuesque humanoid with skin the color of a clear sky at midnight, yellow eyes, and lacking any kind of hair on her head. Not a member of a 'race,' but one of those carrying the unpredictable touch of the lower planes in their line; each one different, but with certain similarities that mark them of a kind. A tiefling.

Idriane gasps and instinctively reaches for her mace, which she quickly realizes that she left in the temple. She is now obviously nervous in Silhouette presence.

"Easy now," Tocrhor cautions. "Siel likely had good reason to hide herself. I assume half-fiends aren't generally welcome in your city."

"N-no," Idriane replies. She eyes Silhouette suspiciously. "I would never have brought you down here had I known."

"You brought me," the hobgoblin reminds her.

"You did not hide under a magical disguise."

"I do apologize for the deception," she lied smoothly, "but I've found it wise to assess prospective associates before revealing too much. There are many who are quick to assume the worst from the least of evidences."

OOC: Roll a Bluff check.

 

[Shayuri]

"That's a circular argument, isn't it?" Silhouette asks. "If you knew who I was, you wouldn't have brought me...because you didn't know who I was?"

"And just to add to the rich irony, it's that sort of attitude that provoke me to hide my face in the first place. So who then is to blame for this veneer?"

She looks at the others levelly. "Why not judge by my actions then? If there is truth to be found, let it be found there. Did I let you fight alone at the harbor? I could have slipped away in the chaos, unnoticed. I could have waited to see who was winning, then aided that side to curry favor."

"But yes, let this be the moment of decision. Send me away, if you wish, and you will not be troubled by me...or aided by me...again."

(OOC - I can roll Bluff if you like, but I intended the comment about lying mostly as a sort of internal flavor? I meant that the 'apology' wasn't sincere, because she doesn't feel like she did anything wrong. )

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Rodan looks sternly at Calark and his companion. "You may be dedicated to this High Artificer, but if this man won't move then he is as good as dead. The Empire is here, and death has come for your city. You must leave now." He waves towards the fleeing people. "These fearful people are the living who will survive this great destruction. Will you leave them behind for one maddened man? Who will help them in the days to come, if not you and other future leaders? You must have the courage to leave this place and face the unknown terrors that come to refugees of war. Again, leave! Now!"

Rodan attempts to push them along firmly. Then he takes to the air and looks once more for the closest exit. Flee... flee now... His whole body begins to shake with the knowledge that time is running out and he needs to get moving. Then the memories take hold of him once more of burned corpses inside peaceful abodes. Of what the Empire's weapons do to those left behind. Cursing himself, Rodan strains under his equipment's weight and half-flies, half-hops towards the temple holding the High Artificer. Maybe there's still time to save one more...

 

[tekknowkub]

Dakashi and Hadyri collect themselves after their disturbing communion with their deity. They quickly discuss the strange occurrence with each other before beginning to locate the rest of he group.

 

[KainG]

Kethrendil arched an eyebrow at Rodan's response. He gave the raptoran an odd look as he departed, then turned back to Calarak. "Come on, let's go see if we can get the High Artificer to calm down enough to bring him along. We'll need him."

Keth pondered how to approach this. He was good with words, good enough to calm down most folk, but dealing with those afflicted with madness was always tricky. The elf did a quick check of his options. He had a brief moment of annoyance at past choices of what spells to learn. He turned to the acolytes. "I don't suppose you can put him to sleep? Either with magic or a drug? Would make things a lot easier."

He then pulled out his roll of rope. He gave the acolytes a blank look. "Just in case. Last resort. Don't worry. Trust me."

 

[Buddha the DM]

He then pulled out his roll of rope. He gave the acolytes a blank look. "Just in case. Last resort. Don't worry. Trust me."

Soumral stands quietly on watch for any trouble after having seen to those that she was helping. She keeps a small portion of her attention on those around her in case something needs to be remembered later.

She resists the urge to roll her eyes after hearing that and responds, "You do know that nothing ever good happens after someone says that don't you?"

 

[KainG]

She resists the urge to roll her eyes after hearing that and responds, "You do know that nothing ever good happens after someone says that don't you?"

Keth raised a finger to retort, paused, then put his hand down. "You're not wrong, my lady."

"Any advice on getting a half-mad high priest to come along peacefully? Well, relatively peacefully, that is."

 

[Buddha the DM]

Keth raised a finger to retort, paused, then put his hand down. "You're not wrong, my lady."

"Any advice on getting a half-mad high priest to come along peacefully? Well, relatively peacefully, that is."

"Sorry no," Soumral responds almost regretfully. "I've made it a point to never try and reason with anyone insane, or half-insane."

 

[KainG]

"Sorry no," Soumral responds almost regretfully. "I've made it a point to never try and reason with anyone insane, or half-insane."

Kethrendil nodded. "I understand. That's why I keep the rope."