[AU] Stone Bones

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Dak - spoiler

Spoiler

Close by you sense a small immediate threat in the pool, there is a predator, an ooze, in there. However, there are things farther away that are far more trouble. In your mind's eye you sense the scales of the terrible Shadow Serpant scraping across the stone floor, close, closer... he's not too far now, not more than a month's travel, so close... And farther away, beyond his terrible self, lie the cracked and broken pillars, feeling like an ache in your tooth...

Your future mission aside however, there's an ooze in that "pond." You know oozes have a distinct dislike for both vinegar and milk. Splashing it with one or the other will probably get it to go away.

spoiler

 

[manifold]

dak

Dak emerges from his meditation and shares what he's learned with the group.

[ooc: sorry for this weak post. Please feel free to read the spoiler.]

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Knowing what you know now, how will you proceed?*

 

[manifold]

dak

As Dak tells his friends about the revelations of the Green, He seems very distracted, even agitated. He keeps glancing around as if he's caught sight of something or someone, loosing his train of thought, stopping in mid-scentence.

Finally, he says:

"I..I'm'on meditate fer a little piece."

He plunks back down onto the floor, and goes back into himself for another hour.

When he comes to again, he still seems distracted, but with a sense of wonder rather than panic. He chants a spell, invoking spirits of all sorts. He stretches out his long fingers; a smokey mist seems to emmanate from them. Slowly the mist coallesces into a simple meal, enough for everyone in the group. Dak reaches for an earthenware pitcher full of milk, and, shuddering, takes it carefully over to the pool. He tosses the milk out of the pitcher onto the ooze, and throws the pitcher at it for good measure. Then, he runs back to the group, and turns around to see what happens.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The milk splashes on the ooze, which suddenly recoils. With a retreat reminiscent of a chastisted puppy, the ooze retreats at top speed. Which means that in about ten minutes it's entirely gone, leaving behind the contents of its pool. Inside is a helmet, plated with silver, with amethysts studding the rim, a chainmail bag, five crossbow bolts made of metal, and a crystal orb.*

 

[Rybaer]

"Milk, huh?" Leesea says, watching in bemused admiration. "Never read about that method. Well done, Dak."

She lands near the treasures left behind, admiring but not touching. The orb, in particular, has her interest piqued.

"Can someone check this stuff for magic?"


(ooc - she will be looking for any specific signs that these items may have magical properties - runes, marks, etc. Knowledge: magic/runes +11)

 

[rangerjohn]

Atlas

Pleased the ooze did not have to be killed, Atlas think I will have to remember that, oozed do not like milk. Who would have thought? But then again I guess they come across much of it down here.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The orb is smooth and featureless, and bears a faint magical aura of divination. The helmet contains a faint aura of abjuration, and a stronger aura of evocation, and is engraved with symbols indicating protection of the mind. The bolts bear a moderate aura of conjuration, while the chainmail bag also bears conjuration magic of a lesser aura. The bolts are engraved with symbols of many tiny spiders, while the chainmail bag has many weapons worked into it with golden links.*

 

[Ashy]

"Milk and vinegar, eh? 'Should have just pissed on the blasted thing!" Darthallys shakes his head in near disbelief...

 

[dead_radish]

*Kelthet is grinning in amusement as well.* "We should call him Dak the Milk-warrior"

*He shakes his head, elaborately limbering up his .... well, limbs, and stands.* "Nowhere to go but in, my friends...." He offers a hand up to anyone that needs it, and begins ambling further along the path.