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BLACK CRATER


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Dalabrac moves to Portal 4 and says, "Close the veil of the universe for me." The glowing blue fog fades and vanishes as the portal closes.

Bear, it's your turn.
 

I pause, having heard the wizard's spell cast and comment to his charmed creature, and look back to Quidam and the scared children. Under my breath I say, "Ah, :):):):)."

I use my full round action to move back to Quidam and the children.

"I'll protect you kids."
 

Bear, you reach Quidam and the kids, who look terrified and prone to bolting.

"Get close," commands Quidam, intoning the words of a prayer to Tymora. Instantly a cylinder of roaring wind springs up around the five of you. There is a 15-foot wide area of relative calm inside it.

On the outside, the spruces are blowing wildly. Artemus, half in bird-form, falls over and rolls away a few feet.

Lucius, it's your turn. The griffon seems ready to take flight.
 

[My full round action will be speaking ... and slowly as my hasted form will allow]

To Wisp: "Wisp, old friend! See if you can communicate to this lady that those are our friends out there and not to attack them."

To the Griffon (holding out hands): "No, madam! More friends! More friends. We protect you and your nest against the orcs!" *spits on one of the corpses.*

"Oh I dare say, look at my clothes! This will never come out... I wonder if there's a washing spell I could-
 

Wisp hoots musically and flowingly, translating as quickly and gracefully as he can manage. Given your empathic bond, it isn't too hard to convey your intentions to the expectant mother.

Squawking enthusiastically, the two heads shove toward you the orc corpse you spit on. You step back (5 ft. step) and she shoves the corpse to your feet.

She's offering it to you, Tall magic-one, hoots Wisp, because you've marked it.

Squaaaw--kk! The griffon turns its eagle heads to both sides and the yellow eyes scrutinize you, Lucius.

I think you would be wise to take it, Tall magic-one.

Artemus, its your turn. You're an eagle, and Quidam's whirlwind is blowing up leaves and dust nearby.
 

I take flight and aim to land inside the open-roofed nexus room. I want to fly as quietly and inconspicuously as possible. I will calmly introduce myself to the griffon by squawking and explain again that we are all friends.
 

Combat has ended

Artemus, you land and "introduce" yourself, and you get the feeling that any friends of Lucius are friends to this griffon. In fact, she is still trying to get Lucius to partake of some fresh orc.

[I'd say the experiment was a success...good to know we can do combat on here if we need to! Post at will.]

When Artemus lands up above without provoking an attack, Quidam waves a hand and the winds subside. "Now, children," he says, "for the time being, please do not leave our side."
 

Nice wind

"Good to know that you can protect yourself, Quidam.

Now, let's get these kids up there and get out of this place before something worse happens than a bunch of stupid orcs becoming a griffin snack.
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"We are concerned with safety these days," Quidam quips. "Perhaps someone could dangle a rope from above?"

The sun has set beyond the mountains, dropping the ruined valley into darkness. The waning gibbous moon shines among the clouds, a trail of Selune's Tears lit up in its wake.
 

Into the Woods

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