Brave New Planes

[Serpenteye]

He snaps back while she's turning away.

"Yes, I am merely speculating. And so are you. What else can we do but base our arguments on our own experiences? Am I to trust your insights above my own? It seems you are the one who is assuming too much."

This discussion is pointless, you are right about that," At least.


He watches her retreat with a strange mixture of frustration, desire, and regret.
There's something about her that just rubs me the wrong way... Perhaps the desire that she would rub me the right way.

He smiles slightly, watching her back with appreciation.

 

[Velenne]

Following Brystasia, Antillis gives a light (for a two-thousand pound Xill) lower-left elbow to Sandorel on the way by. Without turning around, the creature waggles a long, clawed finger behind it.

The Hunter appreciates the healing and wouldn't want anything to happen to the handy little mammal. Besides, their incessant squeaking was getting tiresome and it wished to be away from this foul place as soon as possible.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Following Brystasia, Antillis gives a light (for a two-thousand pound Xill) lower-left elbow to Sandorel on the way by. Without turning around, the creature waggles a long, clawed finger behind it.

The Hunter appreciates the healing and wouldn't want anything to happen to the handy little mammal. Besides, their incessant squeaking was getting tiresome and it wished to be away from this foul place as soon as possible.

Searching down the other corridor, Brystasia comes to a substantial door set into the side of the hall. It is reinforced with adamantine, and heavily enruned.

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian studies the door and flexes his muscles, wondering if the door is locked, or if the key to the shackles will open this door as well.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Brystasia ignores Sandorel’s comments figuring that he is only trying to get a reaction out of her as she proceeds down the chamber, I bowed to your superior wisdom and knowledge of the planes. Is it so hard to imagine that I could know more about tapestries than you, Sandorel?

She forgets her own unspoken question as they arrive at the massive door. Brystasia peers at the door with a small smile glad for anything that will occupy her angry mind and hopefully for the chance that they can finally become a team before everything is said in done.

Brystasia nods her approval at the Cimmerian liking his train of thought but she places a hand upon his massive shoulder, “Don’t touch it yet. The Seer wasn’t a man of strength and I doubt he physical ever opened the door and I imagine is heavily guarded against such actions.”

She speaks a small prayer by his side.

OOC: Detect magic, also does True Seeing so anything amiss or unusual? (True Seeing was cast the first time she tried to end the conversation. Spells left: 0;7 1;6 2;8 3;8 4;8 5;3 6;3 7;4

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Brystasia ignores Sandorel’s comments figuring that he is only trying to get a reaction out of her as she proceeds down the chamber, I bowed to your superior wisdom and knowledge of the planes. Is it so hard to imagine that I could know more about tapestries than you, Sandorel?

She forgets her own unspoken question as they arrive at the massive door. Brystasia peers at the door with a small smile glad for anything that will occupy her angry mind and hopefully for the chance that they can finally become a team before everything is said in done.

Brystasia nods her approval at the Cimmerian liking his train of thought but she places a hand upon his massive shoulder, “Don’t touch it yet. The Seer wasn’t a man of strength and I doubt he physical ever opened the door and I imagine is heavily guarded against such actions.”

She speaks a small prayer by his side.

OOC: Detect magic, also does True Seeing so anything amiss or unusual? (True Seeing was cast the first time she tried to end the conversation. Spells left: 0;7 1;6 2;8 3;8 4;8 5;3 6;3 7;4

It is warded with sigils of abjuration magic.

 

[Serpenteye]

Following Brystasia, Antillis gives a light (for a two-thousand pound Xill) lower-left elbow to Sandorel on the way by. Without turning around, the creature waggles a long, clawed finger behind it.

The Hunter appreciates the healing and wouldn't want anything to happen to the handy little mammal. Besides, their incessant squeaking was getting tiresome and it wished to be away from this foul place as soon as possible.

Sandorel, realising the humour in the situation, grins briefly and follows the Xill at his own pace. When he arrives by the door, a few paces away, he leans on the wall and simply studies the way the others approach the problem without his interference.

The way they place themselves, the hierarchies they construct, their creativity and resourcefulness could all teach him much about them. Brystasia and himself had seemed to attempt to take on positions of leadership almost automatically. She had no lack of self-confidence and must have ranked high in her temple. Her loyalties were clear and unshakable.
Rynin was a complete mystery. Though he was apparently some sort of holy warrior he had been surprisingly docile. He spent most of his time with his wizard companion.
Antillus was interesting; An elite warrior of devastating power, belonging to a pathologically evil species. But he had shown no clear sign of any personal corruption, or indeed any particular inclination towards anything other than his art.
Vilya was lovely, on a much more human scale than the gorgeous Brystasia. She seemed far too humble about her abilities and ambitions, and would probably perform splendidly as long as she was allowed to stay in the background.
The mysterious King Con... Powerful, cunning, but far from regal. He had still been the one who had controlled the fate of Abd Ratep, though. The greatest leaders lead without seeming to. Maybe it was thus with him.
It was an interesting group he had found himself in. An unlikely conglomeration, drawn from all the corners of reality to perform a simple quest for their overconfident summoner. There was potential here, but he doubted they could be harnessed for his cause.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Brystasia in deep thought looks at the door, “Yeah it’s warded with sigils of abjuration magic.”

Brystasia contemplates asking for Sandorel’s opinion but her brow crinkles in scorn as she catches him leaning against the wall, Its like he doesn’t care at all about anything other than himself! How can you truly love if all you do love is yourself? She frowns turning her concentration to the task at hand, Would I really gain anything other than adding the perceived idiocy he must have for me. Besides his ego is inflated enough as is.

She reaches for her holy symbol and finds its presence calming as she chants another prayer to Sune.

OOC: Dispel Magic (Greater) at the door or individual sigils Spells left: 0;7 1;6 2;8 3;8 4;8 5;3 6;2 7;4

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

She reaches for her holy symbol and finds its presence calming as she chants another prayer to Sune.

OOC: Dispel Magic (Greater) at the door or individual sigils Spells left: 0;7 1;6 2;8 3;8 4;8 5;3 6;2 7;4

The door flashes briefly with magical light, which fades swiftly.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Brystasia can’t help but give a proud smile as she watches the magic fade away. She nods to her companions, “Any magical trap has been dispelled but I can do nothing to help ageist more mundane traps.”

She smiles at her companions, “Who wants to do the honors?”