Harvey
First Post
After a few minutes of chatter amongst yourselves, you all look up to witness a very large mechanical man. He is made from what appears to be a combination of metal and wood, finely crafted and etched with mystical markings. His outer framework is made from shining adamantine, and his right arm has been replaced with a large blade. On his chest, apparently etched into his framework, is the emblem of the Shield Breakers, and across his face is the tell-tale Tattoo of Amity that marks him as a fellow Legionnaire.
His feet clunk against the floor of the room as he takes his place at the lecturn. “Good morning, legionnaires.” He says with a terse, mechanical rasp. “My name is Blade. Welcome to Templar Lance. You four will be serving together as an elite quick-response team. You are my first command, and I know you’ll do me proud.”
For Gyre:
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You have heard of Blade’s exploits on the field of battle amongst other Shield Breakers. They say his blade is permanently attached to his arm, and he wields it as expertly as one would his own hand.
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For Sylv:
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You recognize Blade to be a warforged; a mechanical race from Eberron that, unlike golems, are sentient.
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For Shadow:
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Rumor has it that Blade is not the smartest of fighters, though he can stand his ground with the best melee warriors that the Legion has to offer.
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For Shackler:
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You recognize his race as a warforged, and know his race tend not to be psionically active.
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He looks at each of you in turn, as if reciting names that he’s practiced before. “Slyv. Race: Gloura. Gender: Female. Cadre: Rune Breakers. Expertise: Knowledge, Song, Weapons Disarmament. Gyre. Race: Human. Gender: Female. Cadre: Shield Breakers. Expertise: Fast Strike, Multiple Attacks, Maneuverability. Shackler. Race: Elan. Gender: Male. Cadre: Thoughts of War. Expertise: Psionics, Support, Transportation. Shadow. Race: Human. Gender: Female. Cadre: Thoughts of War. Expertise: Stealth, Ambush, Infiltration.”
“Time for your first mission.” Blade calls out into the hall. “Come in.” You all look towards the door, and watch another humanoid enter. In fact, the first thing you all notice, is that the newcomer resembles your teammate Shackler. The newcomer is covered in tattoos, much like shackler, and instead of the Legion’s Tattoo of Amity on his face, you notice a small crystal on his forehead.
“Ah, yes” he says to Blade. He turns to the rest of you. “My name is D’thal. I am a member of the Council of Seers. We are an organization of psions…” he looks straight at Shackler “perhaps you heard of us? We have come to request the Legion help us solve a… problem of ours.” He places a small stone into the center of the table. Speaking the word “Show”, the stone emits an image above the tabletop. It is the image of a male human, with a bald head and a torc around his neck. He is garbed in a green robe, and carries a large staff with a crystal atop it. “This is Lashimire Al’Dtenore. He was once a member of our Council. However, he was banished from our organization when we discovered some… shall we say “unethical” experimentation practices. This was a few years ago.”
“Recently, we have found that, when Lashimire left, he had taken a tome from our library. We need this book retrieved. This book, Sunken Utopias, is a unique collection of knowledge. We have found Lashimire’s abode simply enough, using scrying magics, but we have run into a complication. The council’s code of conduct prevents an attack on Lashimire directly, and so we had hoped to retrieve the book surreptitiously. However, some ward prevents us from teleporting directly into his base of operations. Teleport, Dimension Door, and even Gate all failed.”
D’thal looks to Blade. Blade picks up the mission briefing. “Your job will be to retrieve not only this tome, but any other book found in Lashimire’s library. Old Kento, headmaster of the Legion library, wants more psionic information. D’thal has agreed the Legion’s payment will be Lashimire’s library. We have scryed on Lashimire, and he is currently not at home. He is in the company of sahuagin in their castle leagues away. However, if Lashimire returns, you are authorized for deadly force. Standard looting applies: any equipment found there is yours to keep.”
“The Worldgate will drop you off on a coast facing Lashimire’s island. The island is 3 miles off shore. Lashimire lives on this island with his assistant Arclian, which we know little of. The island is approximately 200’ x 175’.”
Blade and D’thal look at each other. Blade turns to the group. He hands each of you a grouping of parchments. Written in common is a listing dossier of Greyhawk, and includes: 1) A listing of common races; 2) A listing of deities and portfolios; 3) A listing of nations, with large cities, government structures, and rulers. “ Any questions before proceeding?”
For Shackler:
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Knowledge (psionics) = 35. You've heard of Lashimire through past exploits and other members of the Thoughts of War. Rumor has it he allied himself with a sect of githyanki while performing horrible experiments on humans he would kindap and bring to the astral plane. Other members have made passing note that he has an immense library in the field of psionics.
Knowledge (psionics) = 22. You've vaguely heard of the Council of Seers... you only know that they're a collection of psionically gifted scholars based in Greyhawk.
[/SBLOCK]
His feet clunk against the floor of the room as he takes his place at the lecturn. “Good morning, legionnaires.” He says with a terse, mechanical rasp. “My name is Blade. Welcome to Templar Lance. You four will be serving together as an elite quick-response team. You are my first command, and I know you’ll do me proud.”
For Gyre:
[SBLOCK]
You have heard of Blade’s exploits on the field of battle amongst other Shield Breakers. They say his blade is permanently attached to his arm, and he wields it as expertly as one would his own hand.
[/SBLOCK]
For Sylv:
[SBLOCK]
You recognize Blade to be a warforged; a mechanical race from Eberron that, unlike golems, are sentient.
[/SBLOCK]
For Shadow:
[SBLOCK]
Rumor has it that Blade is not the smartest of fighters, though he can stand his ground with the best melee warriors that the Legion has to offer.
[/SBLOCK]
For Shackler:
[SBLOCK]
You recognize his race as a warforged, and know his race tend not to be psionically active.
[/SBLOCK]
He looks at each of you in turn, as if reciting names that he’s practiced before. “Slyv. Race: Gloura. Gender: Female. Cadre: Rune Breakers. Expertise: Knowledge, Song, Weapons Disarmament. Gyre. Race: Human. Gender: Female. Cadre: Shield Breakers. Expertise: Fast Strike, Multiple Attacks, Maneuverability. Shackler. Race: Elan. Gender: Male. Cadre: Thoughts of War. Expertise: Psionics, Support, Transportation. Shadow. Race: Human. Gender: Female. Cadre: Thoughts of War. Expertise: Stealth, Ambush, Infiltration.”
“Time for your first mission.” Blade calls out into the hall. “Come in.” You all look towards the door, and watch another humanoid enter. In fact, the first thing you all notice, is that the newcomer resembles your teammate Shackler. The newcomer is covered in tattoos, much like shackler, and instead of the Legion’s Tattoo of Amity on his face, you notice a small crystal on his forehead.
“Ah, yes” he says to Blade. He turns to the rest of you. “My name is D’thal. I am a member of the Council of Seers. We are an organization of psions…” he looks straight at Shackler “perhaps you heard of us? We have come to request the Legion help us solve a… problem of ours.” He places a small stone into the center of the table. Speaking the word “Show”, the stone emits an image above the tabletop. It is the image of a male human, with a bald head and a torc around his neck. He is garbed in a green robe, and carries a large staff with a crystal atop it. “This is Lashimire Al’Dtenore. He was once a member of our Council. However, he was banished from our organization when we discovered some… shall we say “unethical” experimentation practices. This was a few years ago.”
“Recently, we have found that, when Lashimire left, he had taken a tome from our library. We need this book retrieved. This book, Sunken Utopias, is a unique collection of knowledge. We have found Lashimire’s abode simply enough, using scrying magics, but we have run into a complication. The council’s code of conduct prevents an attack on Lashimire directly, and so we had hoped to retrieve the book surreptitiously. However, some ward prevents us from teleporting directly into his base of operations. Teleport, Dimension Door, and even Gate all failed.”
D’thal looks to Blade. Blade picks up the mission briefing. “Your job will be to retrieve not only this tome, but any other book found in Lashimire’s library. Old Kento, headmaster of the Legion library, wants more psionic information. D’thal has agreed the Legion’s payment will be Lashimire’s library. We have scryed on Lashimire, and he is currently not at home. He is in the company of sahuagin in their castle leagues away. However, if Lashimire returns, you are authorized for deadly force. Standard looting applies: any equipment found there is yours to keep.”
“The Worldgate will drop you off on a coast facing Lashimire’s island. The island is 3 miles off shore. Lashimire lives on this island with his assistant Arclian, which we know little of. The island is approximately 200’ x 175’.”
Blade and D’thal look at each other. Blade turns to the group. He hands each of you a grouping of parchments. Written in common is a listing dossier of Greyhawk, and includes: 1) A listing of common races; 2) A listing of deities and portfolios; 3) A listing of nations, with large cities, government structures, and rulers. “ Any questions before proceeding?”
For Shackler:
[SBLOCK]
Knowledge (psionics) = 35. You've heard of Lashimire through past exploits and other members of the Thoughts of War. Rumor has it he allied himself with a sect of githyanki while performing horrible experiments on humans he would kindap and bring to the astral plane. Other members have made passing note that he has an immense library in the field of psionics.
Knowledge (psionics) = 22. You've vaguely heard of the Council of Seers... you only know that they're a collection of psionically gifted scholars based in Greyhawk.
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