Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 9629298" data-attributes="member: 59816">The Daggerfordians were still forming various complaints and voicing concerns while piled in Lord Darfin's kitchen. It was the lowest floor of the townhouse, and had a hard-packed dirt floor with a large stone fireplace, an iron oven, and a central prep station made of oak and brass. Delfen Yellowknife worked quickly, carving a circular sigil into the floor with a trowel and adding splashes of colour using various components from his own pouch, or occasionally stealing spices or other items from the kitchen shelves.Soon, he had a complicated but beautiful circle drawn, and he chanted while touching a few spots with a golden dagger that he'd produced from his robe. The circle began to glow with magical energy and the Wizard waved his arms. The magical circle created a copy of itself that floated slightly above the first before shifting upright. Then stood a portal, where, from a certain angle, one could see a group of standing stones on a grassy hill, and a gravel trail that wound away out of sight."Well, my friends. All is not quite what we would wish, but then, that is nothing new." said Sir Isteval, propping himself on his "walking stick" that was really a very well-made greatsword in its reinforced scabbard. He wished the wizards well and stepped toward the portal, adding, "Let us be about it, then. Onward to Dragonspear!"[ooc]I assume and hope that everyone is with Isteval, misgivings or not.[/ooc]</blockquote>

Verification