Brave New Planes

[Velenne]

As Antillis grasps at nothing, it seems to nearly boil over with rage. Its head snaps left and right, frantically searching for its Prey. But when nothing comes, all it manages to get out is a frustrated growl. The sound is a wet clicking that reverberates across the walls...

It takes stock of the situation, its rage coming to an abrupt end. The Hunter's shoulder sag and its panting can be heard beneath its odd cobalt-blue faceplate.

It does not seem to have an opinion on the matter at hand, nor does it ask to be briefed on the events which led to the lapse in its memory. The Hunter simply accept what is and adapts- a trait that has kept its people alive for millenia.

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian doesn't have an opinion as to where to go next, so long as wine is available.

ooc: Has the invisibility worn off? Where did the Cimmerian's sword bisect the seer?

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Cimmerian doesn't have an opinion as to where to go next, so long as wine is available.

ooc: Has the invisibility worn off? Where did the Cimmerian's sword bisect the seer?

The invisibility has faded, revealing that the fatal blow sliced down through the collarbone on the Seer's left and exited through his shortribs on the righthand side. Now being able to see what he's picking through, the Cimmerian finds the following items of note:

A staff carved of what appears to be ice; a simple, unmarked, iron rod; a pair of scroll cases; ornately engraved steel bracers; a headband of some leathery substance, like thick snakeskin; a pair of rings, one golden, the other brass, both enruned; a pair of gossamer-thin silken gloves; a crude amulet of leather and twisted grass, with simple drawings of animals in ochre; a second necklace, made of linked vertebrae studded with a myriad of diamonds; and an oaken wand that smells vaguely of brimstone. His robes appear to have been very fine at one point, but the blade and blood have quite ruined them.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

As the votes role in Brystasia cannot stand to stand idly by and she moves over to the gruesome remains of the Seer where she utters a short prayer to Sune.

OOC: Detect Magic. She’ll point out any of the objects their or removed by the others that are magical.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

As the votes role in Brystasia cannot stand to stand idly by and she moves over to the gruesome remains of the Seer where she utters a short prayer to Sune.

OOC: Detect Magic. She’ll point out any of the objects their or removed by the others that are magical.

All of the items mentioned above save the bone necklace and robes detect as magical.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia gives a satisfied smile at the various glowing objects and even the lack of votes about the fate of the tapestries doesn’t seem to effect it, “I imagine the tapestries are safer here than traveling through the rest of the chambers and I must admit I’m curious as to what we will find. Maybe we'll find a solution to a problem that is plaguing us here also.”

She grasps Sune’s symbol casting another round of spells.

OOC: True Seeing, Spell Resistance, Entropic Shield Spells left: 0;8 1;6 2;8 3;8 4;8 5;3 6;7 7;4

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian asks,
"Where exactly are we? Are we already in the City of Sigil that you speak of?

"If we are already in Sigil, wouldn't it be easier to sell the items here? Or do we risk being accused of thievery if we try to sell the Seer's possessions in his own city?

"Or do you think we'll get a better price in the City of Waterdeep, where they have never heard of this Seer?"

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia smiles at the Cimmerian glad to see him taking a more active interest, “If the Seer is to be believed then yes we are close to Sigil as he said we could walk to a portal to the astral plane if need be.”

She waves at the tapestries trying to convey the how huge they truly our, “These my friend are huge and we lack the magical means to transport them without damaging them. So even though Sigil is closer it maters no difference as we will travel via a gate and all that matters is selecting a location that can protect them. I can offer this at Sune’s Waterdeep temple but I doubt Sandorel can offer this in the middle of Sigil.”

 

[Serpenteye]

Sandorel shrugs, and turns to the Cimmerian in reply to Brystasia.
"You must also keep in mind that Sune's temple is hardly neutral ground. There are no other factions around that can act to balance the sunites influence in their own temple, there is noone who can stop them from doing whatever they like. And if Sune decides that she doesn't want to pay the high price we must demand for the artwork she might just decide to take it from us by force. I doubt we could defeat the avatar of a goddess, even one of a goddess of vanity."

"I'm sure the tapestries can be rolled up, gently, and carried to an auctioneer. Judging from the Seers tastes I would guess we are already in the wealthier parts of town."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia laughs lightly, “Sandorel, you assume to much. You say words like sure and judging like they’re set in stone when they’re not even written in mud.”

She turns and walks over to Sandorel, “Honestly how much knowledge of tapestries do you have? Do you handle a lot of them? How can you know how my goddess and her servants act when you don’t even know what my goddess represents?”

She walks closer still her eyes flared in anger, “I’m sure you wouldn’t be disrespectful to her or me when I’ve show nothing but kindness and understanding to your beliefs. Also for the record if Sune gets outbid she would gladly allow it as protecting the tapestries is all that matters to her. She’s not out to posses all of the worlds ”

She turns around not expecting nor wanting an answer, “This debate has gone on long enough every think upon what you heard. We have another chamber to explore.”

She bends down and grasps the symbol of her faith and speaks a number of soft prayers and then simply walks away heading for the other chamber.

OOC: Healing x5; Antillus, Vilya, Cimmerian, Sandorel and herself Spells left: 0;8 1;6 2;8 3;8 4;8 5;3 6;3 7;4