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<blockquote data-quote="Warbringer" data-source="post: 3569206" data-attributes="member: 14391"><p><strong>Act III - It's a Jungle out there</strong></p><p></p><p>The negotiations between Thalor and Sul'kir were swift and effortless. By the afternoon, the Dragon's Eye was undersail following the coastline and heading for the mouth of the Hydra and the Jungle beyond.</p><p></p><p>After a few days sailing the vast river that poured out of the jungle oppressive heat had become unbearable. Following the incursions of the last few days, Velatash had tried wearing his plate armor again, but the heat and humidity had left him exhausted in less than a hour. Dressed now only in his travelling garb, he considered Mithros with a combination of envy and awe, as the elven ranger stood upon the ships deck fully donned in his armor, not even sweating.</p><p></p><p>The rest of the group was scattered about the ships deck. Kateria had survived her attack, indeed the poision seemed not to have even bothered her. Kierrna and Tzzt sat on the deck's aft, the gnome continually tinkering with the warforged battlefist, and a copy of the same structure she kept in the magical pouch on her hip.</p><p></p><p>Markhad, as always was ever vigilent to signs of the Dreaming Dark. Periodically he called forth his astral constructs and set them to scouting ahead and guarding the ship, and sometimes, it seemed just for thier company.</p><p></p><p>Sul'kir and their guide Thalor spent most of their time talking, and strangely, laughing. When Velatash had wondered close enough to listen to their conversations he hear them talk mostly of details about their destination, tales Sul'kir had heard, features he believed defined it. Thalor would nod and confirm these were the ruins they were heading for. As to their tales that lead to laughter, he could not understand the humor that the humans called jokes, and so would leave them again in privacy.</p><p></p><p>Thianallis spent most of his time either perched on the fore deck staring out into the jungle, or balanced atop the ship's great mask. Either way, he kept mostly to himself, as he always had in the five years he had known the elf.</p><p></p><p>Though they were back on the water, Velatash was at ease surrounded by the great jungle. Land was close, even if it was completely alien to him. Just a few more days and he would finally be back on land.</p><p></p><p>---</p><p></p><p>For two days they had trecked through the jungle and Velatash longed for the relative comfort of the Dragon's Eye. Moving at relative speed through the river, the kalashtari had not even noticed the vast swarms of insects that now seemed sriven to drain the very last drop of blood from his sweating body. And as for the illusion of land, the group spent more time wading through swamp-marsh and river beds than they did on hard soil.</p><p></p><p>On the third morning the elevation finally started to rise, the jungle floor climbing higher, rising up the side of some mountain. By late afternoon they had reached a height of over a thousand feet, and though the floor of the jungle valley lay far below, the jungle around them remained dense.</p><p></p><p>Then without warning, the group crested the top of a ridge, and below them stretched the overgrown broken ruins of a lost giant civilization.</p><p></p><p>Thalor turned and faced the group, " I believe you've found your tharkghud dhak."</p><p></p><p>The broken city sprawled through the jungle valley before them. Great white and grey marble towers battled with the great trees for dominance of the canopy, but time and the weather had favored the living growth. That the ruins still stood at all bore testament to the craftsmanship of the giants, and their slaves that had built the ancient city.</p><p></p><p>'Well my job is done here,' Thalor said, smiling at Kateria as he walked passed the stunned elf.</p><p></p><p>'You're leaving?' she asked incredulously.</p><p></p><p>'You're here,' he replied, heading back into the jungle. 'See you back and board. Oh, and be careful, it's a jungle down there.'</p><p></p><p>Without pausing, and to avoid further harassment by the sorceress, Mithros starting down towards the valley floor, quickly followed by the kalashtari, Tzzt and the artificer. Thianallis, however move quietly away form the group finding his own path to the valley floor. Noticing the assassin moving away from the group, Kateria followed him, frustrated with Mithros.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Warbringer, post: 3569206, member: 14391"] [B]Act III - It's a Jungle out there[/B] The negotiations between Thalor and Sul'kir were swift and effortless. By the afternoon, the Dragon's Eye was undersail following the coastline and heading for the mouth of the Hydra and the Jungle beyond. After a few days sailing the vast river that poured out of the jungle oppressive heat had become unbearable. Following the incursions of the last few days, Velatash had tried wearing his plate armor again, but the heat and humidity had left him exhausted in less than a hour. Dressed now only in his travelling garb, he considered Mithros with a combination of envy and awe, as the elven ranger stood upon the ships deck fully donned in his armor, not even sweating. The rest of the group was scattered about the ships deck. Kateria had survived her attack, indeed the poision seemed not to have even bothered her. Kierrna and Tzzt sat on the deck's aft, the gnome continually tinkering with the warforged battlefist, and a copy of the same structure she kept in the magical pouch on her hip. Markhad, as always was ever vigilent to signs of the Dreaming Dark. Periodically he called forth his astral constructs and set them to scouting ahead and guarding the ship, and sometimes, it seemed just for thier company. Sul'kir and their guide Thalor spent most of their time talking, and strangely, laughing. When Velatash had wondered close enough to listen to their conversations he hear them talk mostly of details about their destination, tales Sul'kir had heard, features he believed defined it. Thalor would nod and confirm these were the ruins they were heading for. As to their tales that lead to laughter, he could not understand the humor that the humans called jokes, and so would leave them again in privacy. Thianallis spent most of his time either perched on the fore deck staring out into the jungle, or balanced atop the ship's great mask. Either way, he kept mostly to himself, as he always had in the five years he had known the elf. Though they were back on the water, Velatash was at ease surrounded by the great jungle. Land was close, even if it was completely alien to him. Just a few more days and he would finally be back on land. --- For two days they had trecked through the jungle and Velatash longed for the relative comfort of the Dragon's Eye. Moving at relative speed through the river, the kalashtari had not even noticed the vast swarms of insects that now seemed sriven to drain the very last drop of blood from his sweating body. And as for the illusion of land, the group spent more time wading through swamp-marsh and river beds than they did on hard soil. On the third morning the elevation finally started to rise, the jungle floor climbing higher, rising up the side of some mountain. By late afternoon they had reached a height of over a thousand feet, and though the floor of the jungle valley lay far below, the jungle around them remained dense. Then without warning, the group crested the top of a ridge, and below them stretched the overgrown broken ruins of a lost giant civilization. Thalor turned and faced the group, " I believe you've found your tharkghud dhak." The broken city sprawled through the jungle valley before them. Great white and grey marble towers battled with the great trees for dominance of the canopy, but time and the weather had favored the living growth. That the ruins still stood at all bore testament to the craftsmanship of the giants, and their slaves that had built the ancient city. 'Well my job is done here,' Thalor said, smiling at Kateria as he walked passed the stunned elf. 'You're leaving?' she asked incredulously. 'You're here,' he replied, heading back into the jungle. 'See you back and board. Oh, and be careful, it's a jungle down there.' Without pausing, and to avoid further harassment by the sorceress, Mithros starting down towards the valley floor, quickly followed by the kalashtari, Tzzt and the artificer. Thianallis, however move quietly away form the group finding his own path to the valley floor. Noticing the assassin moving away from the group, Kateria followed him, frustrated with Mithros. [/QUOTE]
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