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IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 2

As the thrumming rolls through the night, it takes Buurt a handful of moments to realize that it is coming from the same part of town that Uulark and he are heading toward, so the half-orc says to the short human, "No insult intended, friend, but we're gonna need to pick up the pace. Are you able to move at a good clip, or should I carry you?"

If it wasn't obviously before, it is obvious now, Buurt is capable of moving a lot faster then his allies have seen him move, thus far. Whether it is an economy of movement, path, or whatever, Buurt is faster than the average person.

OOC

Awesome post, Shayuri, nicely done. :D Well earned experience point, whatever those are for, too. ;)
 
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Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom=12

As the thrumming rolls through the night, it takes Buurt a handful of moments to realize that it is coming from the same part of town that Uulark and he are heading toward, so the half-orc says to the halfling, "No insult intended, friend, but we're gonna need to pick up the pace. Are you able to move at a good clip, or should I carry you?"
If it wasn't obviously before, it is obvious now, Buurt is capable of moving a lot faster then his allies have seen him move, thus far. Whether it is an economy of movement, path, or whatever, Buurt is faster than the average person.
OOC: Ok, this is my fault, I guess, I thought you would recognize my joke. Uulark is a HUMAN. Not a Dwarf, and certainly not a halfling.

IC: "Well, Buurt, you may not have noticed before because I was weighed down by a heavy load, but now, having shucked all that superfluous junk, I am quite capable of moving at a respectable speed!"
OOC: Uulark has a domain power (Celerity Domain, Complete Divine p. 137) that permits him to move at the rate of 40' per round as long as he is carrying no more than a light load, which is why he ditched all the extra junk he was carrying. Is that fast enough to keep up with Buurt?
 
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"Then we're off," says Buurt as he takes off at his normal speed, which Uulark is capable of keeping up with, now that he is no longer encumbered.

OOC

Obviously remove/ignore the aspect of my pose that turned you into a halfling, although they are quite a respectable and noble race, and 40' move is able to keep up with me...for now. ;)

Buurt is moving at a light jog, so double move, for 80' a round.
 
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Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom=12

OOC: Oh, is 80' per round still holding Buurt back? That's about my limit, so sorry if it is.

OOC: I agree about the nobility of halflings. Uulark just happens to be a human. :)
 
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Shaimon Hu'u, barbaric human druid

As Talasia begins to incant, Shai finds himself wishing Dys weren't elsewhere. The presence of his wolf companion always calmed him, and as the hair on the back of his neck bristled, he wished painfully to reclaim calm.

But as the ritual continued, and the room itself seemed to object through its violence, Shai thanked the woods and the wind that his wolf wasn't present. He did his best to ward off the flying debris, but took a painful smacking to the back of his head when he couldn't help but stare, wide-eyed, as a tornado seemed to pour itself into Talashia's heart.

"Sure'n that's not the Uncle Stormcloud who lends me help," Shai utters, half to himself, as he stares at the creature Talashia has bound to herself. Even as he seems ready to say more, his brows furrow in light of Tal's last direction.

"Then, all that flying about, that wasn't you? I thought sure that was the storm you were fightin' gone and fought you back." Shai looks back and forth across the room, clearly disturbed anew.
 


Talashia gives Shai a sly look; a not-entirely-comforting grin.

"I wasn't fighting the storm. I was -becoming- the storm."

For a heartbeat as she says 'becoming' with emphasis, her eyes fade into blue light. Her hair seems to melt into silvery mist, specked with tiny jags of lightning.

Then she's back, perfectly normal looking.

"So no, the flying objects have nothing to do with what I was doing. But if there is something else down here, we should root it out before it can do any damage to any of the alchemist's things."

At her side, Shazi surveys the others in the party and asks in a slightly lowered (but still perfectly audible) voice, "So who's the brute squad?"
 

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom=12

As the excitement ends, and eveyone takes a few deep breaths, Uulark and Buurt burst onto the scene running at a steady pace. Buurt looks like he could keep this pace up for hours, if not days, but poor Uulark looks like he has just about reached his limit. "Okay, we're here! I can stop running now." And Uulark bends over and tries to catch his breath. "What's going on here? Did we miss anything? Yes, I'm going to be fine. Don't everyone greet me at once."
 
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With a grin at Uulark, Buurt pats the human's shoulder and says with a chuckle, "Wolfhart scouts don't always have the luxury of mounts, you did well, for a priest."

"So, what's with the creepy little thing?" Buurt says with a tooth smile. "Since we're calling names and all."
 

"Hey yeah," the small blue winged man exclaims, pointing at Uulark. "What IS that creepy little thing? It's creepy! And little!"

Talashia shakes her head with the reluctant smile of someone who's child is misbehaving, but in a funny way.

"Uulark, you made it...I'm glad. You missed the fun though. This is Shazi. He's my new familiar."

Shazi groans. "Couldn't we come up with a less demeaning name than that? Familiar? Come on. Cats are familiars. Weasels. Lizards. I once met a mage who had a spider as big as one of your hands as a familiar. Any monkey can be a familiar."

"He," Talashia plunges on heedlessly, "is a mephit, who has helped me take the first of many steps towards true transcendence. But for now, we're looking for the source of some kind of supernatural disturbance...throwing bottles and so on. Do you have a spell to reveal invisible influences?"
 

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