Airwalkrr's Greyhawk: Maure Castle IC
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Rathan
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[sblock=To Air] Oddly enough the Onyx Vale was a 8 member group in rumor and speculation for most of the populous of the world. Each member was a magic user of relatively powerful arcane repute all focusing in different forms of magic. Kal-fen being in this case was the groups warlock and 3rd in line for the head of the groups 'throne' if you would call it that. Kal-fen specialized in arcane knowledge and acted as the groups 'hitman' as well taking care of threats that needed taking care of, thus the nature of he relatively powerful set of warlock based magical items. The purpose of the group is sought power from ancient arcane text, items, devices, etc... of both good and ill repute. The group has vast outreaches of support in the form of contacts and run completely covertly. Thus there is little known about the group. I'm not stuck on the name at all if you find something that fits then awesome. I hope this helps.[/sblock]
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airwalkrr
Adventurer
Flitting down from the buttressed ceilings of the Guild of Wizardry comes a tiny, bulbous mass covered in purplish scales and carried by two rapidly beating wings. The creature has the maw of a dragon, complete with fanged teeth, as well as sharp claws at the end of it's legs. A long, sinuous tail whips about as if flies, tipped with a barbed tail. It has a look of mischievous bemusement on it's face as it slowly hovers in front of your group.
Hmm, are these the ones? you hear a voice wonder inside your head. Well, they certainly don't seem to belong here. Curious though. Mistress said there would be one more.
As the voice continues on in your heads the tiny, dragon-like form cocks its head ponderously. Yes, these must be the ones. No doubt about it. Very well. Come with me!
With these last thoughts, the little being alights into the air and begins whooshing in and around the wizards heading to and fro. It turns it's head as it flutters along. Well, are you coming or not?
Hmm, are these the ones? you hear a voice wonder inside your head. Well, they certainly don't seem to belong here. Curious though. Mistress said there would be one more.
As the voice continues on in your heads the tiny, dragon-like form cocks its head ponderously. Yes, these must be the ones. No doubt about it. Very well. Come with me!
With these last thoughts, the little being alights into the air and begins whooshing in and around the wizards heading to and fro. It turns it's head as it flutters along. Well, are you coming or not?
Rathan
First Post
Kal-fen
"Lead the way my scaled friend." Kal spoke softly as he briskly walked at pace with the dragon as best he could to try and keep up.
"I'm curious though my good.... dragon, how is it you're able to speak within my mind? The Arcane in all form interests me you see and while we have time whilst I follow perhaps you would be willing to share how you are able to do so?" the dark skinned warlock asked very politely.
[sblock=Spellcraft and Arcana Checks if needed]
Knowledge (Arcana) and Spellcraft checks if needed. (1d20+16=22, 1d20+16=22)[/sblock]
"Lead the way my scaled friend." Kal spoke softly as he briskly walked at pace with the dragon as best he could to try and keep up.
"I'm curious though my good.... dragon, how is it you're able to speak within my mind? The Arcane in all form interests me you see and while we have time whilst I follow perhaps you would be willing to share how you are able to do so?" the dark skinned warlock asked very politely.
[sblock=Spellcraft and Arcana Checks if needed]
Knowledge (Arcana) and Spellcraft checks if needed. (1d20+16=22, 1d20+16=22)[/sblock]
Thanee
First Post
Justine
Justine is irritated first, but when she notices the tiny pseudodragon, she just smiles.
“Well, hello there. Yes, yes, we are coming.”
The favored soul then follows the creature.
[SBLOCK=Knowledge (arcana)]Knowledge (arcana) 23 (should be enough ro reckognize the pseudodragon, which I assume it is
)[/SBLOCK]
Justine is irritated first, but when she notices the tiny pseudodragon, she just smiles.
“Well, hello there. Yes, yes, we are coming.”
The favored soul then follows the creature.
[SBLOCK=Knowledge (arcana)]Knowledge (arcana) 23 (should be enough ro reckognize the pseudodragon, which I assume it is
)[/SBLOCK]
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Roshan strolls through the verdant garden quarter, lost in thoughts of his noble ancestors. The paladin had donned his glimmering, mithral armor so as to seem less out of place among the more afluent citizens of the sprawling city of Greyhawk. The majestic columns of the temples to law and righteousness stretch heavenward from the dias of marble steps as he ascends. He nods to the fellow champions of light, on each side of the oppulent doors, as he enters. Acid etched runes telling the story of his families life flare with a warm and welcoming glow down the entire length of the adamantine executioner's blade resting on his back as he passes under the sigils of protection.
Unsheathing his blade, Roshan takes a knee placing one gauntleted hand on either flattened side of the monstrous weapon. The blade's hilt stretches far above the paladin's head as he places the top of his bowed against the spine of the blade as well. He whispers in the ancient Sulian dialect of his ancestors on the hallowed ground, finding the rythm of the desert in his words that made sense to his family alone.
Unsheathing his blade, Roshan takes a knee placing one gauntleted hand on either flattened side of the monstrous weapon. The blade's hilt stretches far above the paladin's head as he places the top of his bowed against the spine of the blade as well. He whispers in the ancient Sulian dialect of his ancestors on the hallowed ground, finding the rythm of the desert in his words that made sense to his family alone.
airwalkrr
Adventurer
The pseudodragon leads you down several winding passages before settling on a winding staircase that ascends up into the higher levels of the Guild of Wizardry. After climbing what feels like ten flights of stairs, the pseudodragon finally leads you onto a landing leading up to an archway decorated with numerous glyphs and arcane sigils. Beyond the archway is an elaborate study, with rows upon rows of books, scrolls, and fanciful objects on display. At the end of the study a fireplace roars, the smoke magically disappearing above the flu. A woman with long, flowing locks of golden hair in an exquisite magenta-colored robe with accents of yellow stands by the fire, gazing at it intently. You cannot see her face as you enter, but you somehow realize that your very presence has made her smile.
The woman turns as you file into the study to reveal a stunningly beautiful visage. Her skin is the color of soft ivory and her eyes glisten a gorgeous azure blue. Her lips are ruby red and inviting, almost sensuous. The pseudodragon flits over to her and begins to hover just above her shoulder. She cocks her head to the side as the tiny bulbous creature flitters above her and a jovial expression comes upon her face.
"Thank you, Edwina," the woman says happily. "Now why don't you go pay Trishie a visit. I understand she has made some marvelous little meat pies and I'm certain you will enjoy them."
The creature suddenly begins to flap it's wings even more vigorously than before as it dances excitedly through the air, flying in loop-dee-loops all the way back to the stairs. The woman then fixes her gaze upon you once more as she invites you in.
"Come, please. Sit and relax. I am very interested to meet you. My name is Jallarzi and I am delighted to have you as my guests. It is my understanding that we share a common interest, and I would most like to discuss that with you."
Jallarzi waits for you to be seated upon the plush divans across from the fireplace before she continues. "I've had my eye upon you. All of you. I must say your exploits have made an impression upon me. I do my best to stay apprised of the goings on with up and coming heroes the likes of you, especially when our interests, as they have now, appear to coincide. You have questions about Maure Castle. I can provide many answers and perhaps even a little assistance with your intended quest.
"Of course I will understand if you feel a bit overwhelmed by this. Some of you may not have even heard of me and might be wondering right now why I would be keeping tabs on you. Suffice it to say I am a powerful woman and the happenings of this city and the domain around it are very important to me. It thus behooves someone of my station to be aware of such things, especially if I can nudge those with the ability along the right path."
[sblock=Knowledge (arcana) DC 20]Jallarzi Sallavarian is one of the finest mages in all the city of Greyhawk. She may be the most accomplished female mage in the entire world, or at least the continent that is the Flanaess.
[sblock=if your check is 30+]Jallarzi Sallavarian is perhaps the only certain member of the Circle of the Eight other than Mordenkainen himself. Unlike most of the other stuffy old mages in the group, she does little to hide her affiliation and also unlike most of the group, has a reputation for favoring the forces of good. She is well-known as a sponsor for adventurers great and small as long as their aims align with the powers of good.[/sblock][/sblock]
Meanwhile, Roshan is accepted into the temple of an allied church where he is allowed a place to pray along with parishioners and those of shared alignment. (As a paladin, he would be very welcome in the Shrine to Heironeous.) Clerics of lawful good churches make their services available to you at standard costs should you desire them. This means they can provide you with things such as holy water, sacred unguents and anointing oil, religious texts, or anything of a similar nature.
The woman turns as you file into the study to reveal a stunningly beautiful visage. Her skin is the color of soft ivory and her eyes glisten a gorgeous azure blue. Her lips are ruby red and inviting, almost sensuous. The pseudodragon flits over to her and begins to hover just above her shoulder. She cocks her head to the side as the tiny bulbous creature flitters above her and a jovial expression comes upon her face.
"Thank you, Edwina," the woman says happily. "Now why don't you go pay Trishie a visit. I understand she has made some marvelous little meat pies and I'm certain you will enjoy them."
The creature suddenly begins to flap it's wings even more vigorously than before as it dances excitedly through the air, flying in loop-dee-loops all the way back to the stairs. The woman then fixes her gaze upon you once more as she invites you in.
"Come, please. Sit and relax. I am very interested to meet you. My name is Jallarzi and I am delighted to have you as my guests. It is my understanding that we share a common interest, and I would most like to discuss that with you."
Jallarzi waits for you to be seated upon the plush divans across from the fireplace before she continues. "I've had my eye upon you. All of you. I must say your exploits have made an impression upon me. I do my best to stay apprised of the goings on with up and coming heroes the likes of you, especially when our interests, as they have now, appear to coincide. You have questions about Maure Castle. I can provide many answers and perhaps even a little assistance with your intended quest.
"Of course I will understand if you feel a bit overwhelmed by this. Some of you may not have even heard of me and might be wondering right now why I would be keeping tabs on you. Suffice it to say I am a powerful woman and the happenings of this city and the domain around it are very important to me. It thus behooves someone of my station to be aware of such things, especially if I can nudge those with the ability along the right path."
[sblock=Knowledge (arcana) DC 20]Jallarzi Sallavarian is one of the finest mages in all the city of Greyhawk. She may be the most accomplished female mage in the entire world, or at least the continent that is the Flanaess.
[sblock=if your check is 30+]Jallarzi Sallavarian is perhaps the only certain member of the Circle of the Eight other than Mordenkainen himself. Unlike most of the other stuffy old mages in the group, she does little to hide her affiliation and also unlike most of the group, has a reputation for favoring the forces of good. She is well-known as a sponsor for adventurers great and small as long as their aims align with the powers of good.[/sblock][/sblock]
Meanwhile, Roshan is accepted into the temple of an allied church where he is allowed a place to pray along with parishioners and those of shared alignment. (As a paladin, he would be very welcome in the Shrine to Heironeous.) Clerics of lawful good churches make their services available to you at standard costs should you desire them. This means they can provide you with things such as holy water, sacred unguents and anointing oil, religious texts, or anything of a similar nature.
Rathan
First Post
Kal-fen
Kal grinned softly trying to hide it behind the visage of a charming smile on dark lips. He knew exactly who this was and before sitting it would take Jallarzi's hand in his own if she allowed and kissed the back of it softly in respect to her prowess. He made sure she could see the ornate onyx right on his right index finger making no attempts to hide it as he moved to sit down and crossed one leg over the other graciously before leaning back with a smile upon his face once more.
[sblock=Arcana Check]1d20+16=32[/sblock]
"Oh I am well aware of who you are M'lady Jallarzi and it is my 'true' honor to meet your acquaintance. I have read and many many scriptures on your exploits over my years of studying the arcane and even have written a few papers on your adventuring comings and goings as well. I am a bit taken aback knowing one of the finest mages in all of the world has been keeping tabs on me, and a bit flattered at the same time. Kal-fen uttered softly with the heady tone of exotic accent he always had.
Kal paused a moment listening to her continue her conversation before nodding and speaking once more. "You are indeed correct M'lady. I myself know much about Maure Castle and even some added side tidbits of material on things associated with it. Yet there is still so much left unsaid and untold. I don't mean to be blunt here, but time is of essence here so I will just be forward and ask. Do you happen to know where and with whom the Silver Key of Portholes is and if not who might?" Kal asked bluntly not wanting to waist what might be one of the great mages of all times, time.
Kal grinned softly trying to hide it behind the visage of a charming smile on dark lips. He knew exactly who this was and before sitting it would take Jallarzi's hand in his own if she allowed and kissed the back of it softly in respect to her prowess. He made sure she could see the ornate onyx right on his right index finger making no attempts to hide it as he moved to sit down and crossed one leg over the other graciously before leaning back with a smile upon his face once more.
[sblock=Arcana Check]1d20+16=32[/sblock]
"Oh I am well aware of who you are M'lady Jallarzi and it is my 'true' honor to meet your acquaintance. I have read and many many scriptures on your exploits over my years of studying the arcane and even have written a few papers on your adventuring comings and goings as well. I am a bit taken aback knowing one of the finest mages in all of the world has been keeping tabs on me, and a bit flattered at the same time. Kal-fen uttered softly with the heady tone of exotic accent he always had.
Kal paused a moment listening to her continue her conversation before nodding and speaking once more. "You are indeed correct M'lady. I myself know much about Maure Castle and even some added side tidbits of material on things associated with it. Yet there is still so much left unsaid and untold. I don't mean to be blunt here, but time is of essence here so I will just be forward and ask. Do you happen to know where and with whom the Silver Key of Portholes is and if not who might?" Kal asked bluntly not wanting to waist what might be one of the great mages of all times, time.
Voda Vosa
First Post
Mapata entered slowly to the room. If magic stranged and startled him, women such as this doubled the effect. His impassive face, devoid of emotion, alaiyzed the woman as a vulture in the desert analyzes it's prey. Apparently the human knew her, although for what he said, this woman should be much more old than she looked. Something didn't fit right in Mapata's mind. Mages and their tricks he thought. Never the confident, he seated slowly on the couch, although his posture was not relaxed at all, he was sitting at the edge of the seat, ready to leap into action, should the need arise.
"Camels need cares and food, and the people of the desert need guidance to reach the oasis. Few offer openly to help, if there is no compensation to obtain. Should I count you among those few?"
"Camels need cares and food, and the people of the desert need guidance to reach the oasis. Few offer openly to help, if there is no compensation to obtain. Should I count you among those few?"
