[Adventure] The Sibylline Idol (Judge covaithe)

[stonegod]

I'll be out of town and likely w/o Internets until Thursday the 3rd. NPC Incarnation as needed (probably going back to Cali... I mean the sage)

 

[ukingsken]

Yes yes yes if we cant proceed without a doddering old mans approval lets get going.

 

[Erekose13]

ooc: point of clarification, yes the idol matches the description from the sage and the journal. So we have votes for talking to the sage and just going back to the altar, which way now?

 

[EvolutionKB]

Rurdev nods, "W-W-We could go b-b-back to the al-altar, but I th-th-think the old man can help us t-t-too. He could be of use with t-t-the altar as w-w-well."

 

[Walking Dad]

ooc: Riardon's vote should be clear: Return to the sage.

 

[Nebten]

OK, we go back to alter. Din what? Put idol in alter? Din what? Portal open? Din what? Go through portal? Why? Maybe somedin' come out of portal an it not friendly. We fight, we hurt we die. Bad. Goal was to find idol and give to sage. We give to sage. Visit alter tomorra maybe

 

[ukingsken]

Whatever we do lets make haste. I need to wash this filth from my body.

 

[Walking Dad]

"The dwarf is right!" Riardon says, confirming Dane's statement.

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Is the sword magical?

Everyone in 20 sq around Riardon gets a +2 to initiative.
When you spend an AP, you get a +3 on attacks.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2229419/ [sblock=Mini stat block]
Riardon
Perception: 16 Insight: 11 Low-light Vision
AC 18 Fortitude 15 Reflex 14 Will 13
Hit Points: 24 / 24 Bloodied: 12
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Resist: -
Saving Throw: +5 vs Charm
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge:6 Surges per day: 4 / 8
Encounter Powers: Inspiring Word 2/2, Scorching Burst, Warlords Favor, Feystep
Daily Powers: Lead the Attack

Condition: -
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[Nebten]

OOC: Looks like 3 to 1 we are going to the Sage . . .

 

[Erekose13]

ooc: majority it is.

The group heads over towards the sage's abode in the literary quarter. Smelly, some with crusted sewer stuff and most with blood or sliver goo you are not the most presentable but with the fate of the city resting on your shoulders haste is the order of the day.

You arrive with little trouble though most people you pass on the street give you a very wide berth. Not even the couple of town watch you pass seem inclined to stop you. Incarnation continues to carry the bag containing the idol while the other goods retrieved from the cave and the ambushees are safely stowed amongst the collective packs of the group.

After a vigourous knock, you can hear the sage slowly making his way to the door to open it. Thankfully the insense burning in his reading room makes your own stench more bearable. "Come in, come in. It appears that you found something. Is it what we had hoped?"

Once inside he offers you tea though it is obvious that he wants to skip the pleasantries of being a host and get with the opening of the bag.