Academy of Drell, Part 7

[Jarval]

Rolling his eyes at his companion's arguments, Mortimer strides up to the door and knocks loudly, before calling out.

"We are weary travelers seeking a warm place to rest for the night. May we have shelter?" He steps back from the door, awaiting an answer.

 

[Dalamar]

So changing... they're changing their mood and mind so quickly. This is excactly what I was afraid of.
Actually, you were afraid of being dumbed.
But isn't 'dumbing', as you put it, somebody a change of mind?
Most often it's a change of heart, or not an actual change at all.
Maybe you're right... maybe the fact that some of us almost got killed just shocked me.
You should talk about it to somebody, somebody besides me.
Maybe...

Sildarin follows the others, silent and observing. He keeps his face blank, not really interested in getting into any debates.

 

[Zhure]

Lyrique's magic detection reveals nought (as was expected).

No answer is heard from the knock on the bronze doors.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"OK Keith. There's no answer. Lets crack this open." Lyrique says seeming to regain his normal composure. "Shall I?"

 

[Tokiwong]

"OK Keith. There's no answer. Lets crack this open." Lyrique says seeming to regain his normal composure. "Shall I?"

Keith nods, "Get on with it," he draws his blade, just in case.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Use Magical device: Natural 20 +13=33 !!!!

Lyrique sings, his voice moving up and down the scales and then finaly hitting keys and octives that no human voice could. His copper red hair flys wildly in the wind and his eyes glow yellow gold in the moonlight. You can see a coronna of energy around him that momentarily takes the shape of a ghostly golden dragon, than it vanishes as the song ends.

 

[Zhure]

Once more the doors open wide at Lyrique's arcane singing. Everything appears undisturbed as far as is obvious.

Boromin stands and stares agape at Lyrique. "I didna know you could sing like that, laddie."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"Everyone has special gifts Mr. Boromin. Mine is my voice. Mother says it's because of the old Dragon blood in my family." Lyrique says and enters the tower.

 

[Tokiwong]

"Everyone has special gifts Mr. Boromin. Mine is my voice. Mother says it's because of the old Dragon blood in my family." Lyrique says and enters the tower.

Keith walks in, looking around, "Looks like nothing has changed... this place may be abandoned, but the magic is still going."

 

[Jarval]

Mortimer steps into the tower, moving over to the spear and warming his hands.

"If it's abandoned, then we can sleep here without any problem. And since no-one seems to be at home, let's work with that assumption." He pulls his gloves off, giving his fingers better access to the heat.

"All the same, we'd be wise to place a guard tonight. I doubt the giant or any of the orcs will be able to open the door, but playing it safe can't hurt."