A Tale of Two Dragons
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OOC: After some measuring and a tiny bit of guesswork, I have determined that the Yuirwood is within Faelar's teleport spell's range. It took me some time to track down a map of Faerun with a freakin' mile marker, I finally had to resort to a second edition map I found on a P2P program. If anybody's got a better map, please tell me! And secondly, I need everybody's weight and exactly who is in a bag of holding so we can determine if this is even a valid method of transportation for you guys...
OOC to Faelar: You weren't very specific when you cast your spell, your background mentions no specific places in the Yuirwood, and The Unapproachable East mentions no such places. In fact, the only specific place mentioned at all in the Yuirwood (besides the Sunglade, which is out of Faelar's range and is an area of intense magic and thus probably not the best place to be teleporting into...) is Relkath's Foot, a small city of half-elves. So I'll assume that's where you teleported. It's about 60 miles south of Velprintalar, the capital of Aglarond, the location of the Simbul's palace, and probably the center of Aglarond's military.
EDIT: Okay, I did the math myself, with a few holes to be filled in by some players. Upon perusing the character sheets, I noticed that Lefferts forgot to add the 25lbs for his bag of holding (II), so add that in, good sir. Specifically, I need Lefferts (and, depending on that response, Krug) to reply with how much room is left in their bags. In the end, with some possible shifting of equipment and such, this will work. But I'm going to say that with all the discussion and math and people being stuffed into bags (this is all metagamed so far, really), it takes at least 10 minutes to get everything ready for Faelar to cast the spell, unless the party takes the time to practice the process. Meaning it's not a means of insta-escape unless you want to leave someone behind (accidentally, I hope). Am I making sense anymore? Hope so. =P
Penthar's Bag (II) 433 lb left
Zithran's Bag (II) 500-??? lb left
Brak's Bag (I) 250-??? lb left
Hareka's Haversack 69.5 lb left
Penthar 190 + 39.5 = 229.5 lb
Regalclaw 1000 + 65 = 1065 lb
Faelar 145 + 17.5 = 162.5 lb
Zithran 170 + 56(+25!) = 151 lb
Raena 29 + 18.75 = 47.75 lb
Brak 200 + 115.9 = 315.9 lb
Hareka 215 + 18 = 233 lb
Nick 170 + 12 = 182 lb
Faelar and Regalclaw [and Regalclaw again] and Brak
Raena is in Hareka's Haversack (which is being held by Faelar)
Hareka and Nick are in Penthar's Bag (which is being held by Faelar) (18 lbs left)
Zithran and Penthar are in Zithran's Bag (which is being held by Faelar) (??? lbs left)
OOC to Faelar: You weren't very specific when you cast your spell, your background mentions no specific places in the Yuirwood, and The Unapproachable East mentions no such places. In fact, the only specific place mentioned at all in the Yuirwood (besides the Sunglade, which is out of Faelar's range and is an area of intense magic and thus probably not the best place to be teleporting into...) is Relkath's Foot, a small city of half-elves. So I'll assume that's where you teleported. It's about 60 miles south of Velprintalar, the capital of Aglarond, the location of the Simbul's palace, and probably the center of Aglarond's military.
EDIT: Okay, I did the math myself, with a few holes to be filled in by some players. Upon perusing the character sheets, I noticed that Lefferts forgot to add the 25lbs for his bag of holding (II), so add that in, good sir. Specifically, I need Lefferts (and, depending on that response, Krug) to reply with how much room is left in their bags. In the end, with some possible shifting of equipment and such, this will work. But I'm going to say that with all the discussion and math and people being stuffed into bags (this is all metagamed so far, really), it takes at least 10 minutes to get everything ready for Faelar to cast the spell, unless the party takes the time to practice the process. Meaning it's not a means of insta-escape unless you want to leave someone behind (accidentally, I hope). Am I making sense anymore? Hope so. =P
Penthar's Bag (II) 433 lb left
Zithran's Bag (II) 500-??? lb left
Brak's Bag (I) 250-??? lb left
Hareka's Haversack 69.5 lb left
Penthar 190 + 39.5 = 229.5 lb
Regalclaw 1000 + 65 = 1065 lb
Faelar 145 + 17.5 = 162.5 lb
Zithran 170 + 56(+25!) = 151 lb
Raena 29 + 18.75 = 47.75 lb
Brak 200 + 115.9 = 315.9 lb
Hareka 215 + 18 = 233 lb
Nick 170 + 12 = 182 lb
Faelar and Regalclaw [and Regalclaw again] and Brak
Raena is in Hareka's Haversack (which is being held by Faelar)
Hareka and Nick are in Penthar's Bag (which is being held by Faelar) (18 lbs left)
Zithran and Penthar are in Zithran's Bag (which is being held by Faelar) (??? lbs left)
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Rae ArdGaoth
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After much discussion and arguing and talking and getting distracted and getting bored and yelling and fighting and Faelar explaining and Brak being stubborn and Regalclaw almost biting poor Nick's hand off and just general chaos, the group finally organizes enough to get everything ready for Faelar to cast his spell. The sun elf is smart enough to make sure that all extradimensional containers are kept outside of each other. The last thing they need is a rift in the space time continuum leading to the Astral Plane, let alone the loss of one of the precious bags of holding, without which this teleportation would be impossible.
People in Extradimensions: You squeeze your body through the small, black opening. A strange, sucking sensation pulls you all the way through. An intense feeling of claustrophobia comes over you, the darkness is infinite, the "walls" of this place are extremely confining, and you can already feel the stale air becoming hot with your breath and uncomfortable from a lack of oxygen. Those of you with cell mates are doubly uncomfortable. Regardless, you hope that Faelar casts his spell soon.
Faelar and Brak (and Regalclaw): The elf begins weaving his magic. Touching Brak on the shoulder and Regalclaw on the back, he speaks a few words of arcane power. Instantly, with a flash of yellow-white light and a loud *crack!* the three are in a small clearing where Faelar spent much of his time contemplating during his stay in the Yuirwood, just outside the half-elf city of Relkath's Foot. The elf and the dwarf hastily set about releasing their companions from their extradimensions.
People in Extradimensions: A hand grabs you sharply and you are pulled violently from the blackness. Gasping for sweet air, you are glad you didn't have to spend very long in that prison.
Everybody: The city awaits. Aglarond's capital is 60 miles to the north, an area that Faelar has studied carefully but is not very familiar with. What do you do?
People in Extradimensions: You squeeze your body through the small, black opening. A strange, sucking sensation pulls you all the way through. An intense feeling of claustrophobia comes over you, the darkness is infinite, the "walls" of this place are extremely confining, and you can already feel the stale air becoming hot with your breath and uncomfortable from a lack of oxygen. Those of you with cell mates are doubly uncomfortable. Regardless, you hope that Faelar casts his spell soon.
Faelar and Brak (and Regalclaw): The elf begins weaving his magic. Touching Brak on the shoulder and Regalclaw on the back, he speaks a few words of arcane power. Instantly, with a flash of yellow-white light and a loud *crack!* the three are in a small clearing where Faelar spent much of his time contemplating during his stay in the Yuirwood, just outside the half-elf city of Relkath's Foot. The elf and the dwarf hastily set about releasing their companions from their extradimensions.
People in Extradimensions: A hand grabs you sharply and you are pulled violently from the blackness. Gasping for sweet air, you are glad you didn't have to spend very long in that prison.
Everybody: The city awaits. Aglarond's capital is 60 miles to the north, an area that Faelar has studied carefully but is not very familiar with. What do you do?
Hareka unfurls his wings and stretchs his broad frame, the containment in the void of the bag of holding was a most unpleasant one for the dragonspawn. "Thank you," he says curtly to Faelar, the air frosting at his icy breath, "although, in the future, I should learn that spell."
Harvey
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Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider
Penthar steps from the bag, and breathes in deep breath. "Ah, home sweet home. I'd never mistake the sweet air of the Yuirwood!" He looks to Faelar. "Good job, my friend!" After stretching for a bit, Penthar goes over to Regalclaw, to see how he faired over the trip. Penthar absent-mindedly stroked the griffon's head as he checks him out.
Penthar turns to the rest of the party, to make sure they are no worse for wear from the travel. He looks around, noting their current location. "This looks like the outskirts of Relkath's Foot. So, that would make Velprintalar about 60 miles north, and Emmech, my hometown, about 180 miles northeast. I suggest we head towards the capital, where I can report in, and we can find out more information. If we travel north, sooner or later we'll either come across the river Vel, or the Watchwall. From there, it will be easy to find Velprintalar."
He looks at the rest of the party, which have confused looks. "The Watchwall? Oh, for those of you who don't know, Aglarond is on a peninsula. In order to defend the land from threats to the north, we've built a huge wall. It's called the Watchwall. My home, and my current post, is the town of Emmech, which is the most eastern town adjacent to the wall. Velprintalar, our capital, is also built into the wall. So, if we keep travelling north, we'll hit the watchwall soon enough... even sooner, if I come across some of my fellow gaurds patroling the land."
"By air, it'd probably still take me two days to get there. However, with the rest of us, it will take quite longer. Faelar, this is your neck of the woods... no pun intended. perhaps some of the people here can supply us with mounts?"
Penthar steps from the bag, and breathes in deep breath. "Ah, home sweet home. I'd never mistake the sweet air of the Yuirwood!" He looks to Faelar. "Good job, my friend!" After stretching for a bit, Penthar goes over to Regalclaw, to see how he faired over the trip. Penthar absent-mindedly stroked the griffon's head as he checks him out.
Penthar turns to the rest of the party, to make sure they are no worse for wear from the travel. He looks around, noting their current location. "This looks like the outskirts of Relkath's Foot. So, that would make Velprintalar about 60 miles north, and Emmech, my hometown, about 180 miles northeast. I suggest we head towards the capital, where I can report in, and we can find out more information. If we travel north, sooner or later we'll either come across the river Vel, or the Watchwall. From there, it will be easy to find Velprintalar."
He looks at the rest of the party, which have confused looks. "The Watchwall? Oh, for those of you who don't know, Aglarond is on a peninsula. In order to defend the land from threats to the north, we've built a huge wall. It's called the Watchwall. My home, and my current post, is the town of Emmech, which is the most eastern town adjacent to the wall. Velprintalar, our capital, is also built into the wall. So, if we keep travelling north, we'll hit the watchwall soon enough... even sooner, if I come across some of my fellow gaurds patroling the land."
"By air, it'd probably still take me two days to get there. However, with the rest of us, it will take quite longer. Faelar, this is your neck of the woods... no pun intended. perhaps some of the people here can supply us with mounts?"
Rae ArdGaoth
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Krug
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Brak feels a bit frazzled after the use of that spell. "Efficient magic, though I can only understand the distance I've walked with my feet." Realising he's not very familiar with this part of the world, and woods, he awaits Faelar's response as well. He takes a few good swings with his axe to chop up some wood, testing his muscles.
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