Brave New Planes

ooc: I'm ready to move on to the academy.

Undermountain is Huge, the biggest dungeon in Faerun. If our characters go down there we'll die of old age before we're done fighting (not so) terrible beasties way beneath our CR.
I don't really know where we should go, though.
 

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The Cimmerian accompanies Brystasia to meet her wise friend.

In response to the questioning regarding the underworld, the Cimmerian scoffs at the idea that a vast underground maze filled with monsters could hold valuable treasures.
 

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

Brystasia replies to the at the two men hoping to put a positive spin upon the situation, “Okay, so we will skip Undermountain, which to be honestly is really okay with me, and I’ll have Hestia look into Luskan and a possible reason for Sune’s intervention.” She smiles at both of them, "Will that work, my noble friends?”

The outside of the academy looks exactly as it did the day before and so does the empty entrance hall but Brystasia doesn’t pause to consider it as she confidently and gracefully moves to the counter, “Yes, I’m Lady Purelove and me and my associates have an appointment with Mr. Brokenwheel. Could you please tell him we have arrived.”
 

You are asked to step back to a private meeting room. There you find a largish table with several chairs, the morning sun streaming in through a large window, illuminating the table, almost like a spotlight. A few minutes later Meekel enters the room.

He again is looking down at his glasses as he comes in, he gesture to the table, ”Good morning.” He says not looking up in his slightly nasal voice. He finally seems satisfied that his glasses are clean and puts them on.

He moves a chair to the table and stands on it, reaching into the backpack he carries, he produces a book, some ink and a quill. He flips through the book and if one has a quick enough eye, you can see a lot of writing interspersed with an occasional illustration. Eventually he comes to the end of the writing, he leaves the book open on a blank page.

Finally he looks up at the group, even standing on a chair he does not stand as tall as anyone else in the room. He nods and smiles and Brystania and then to Sandoral (to whom he only nods) ”For those that are unfamiliar with me, I am Meekel Brokenwheel, scholar and mage. You have come to me because you need some objects identified. If you would place them here,” he gestures at the table, ”We can get started.”

OOC: Meekel has most of his first, second, and third spell slots (except one spell of Amanuensis in a third level slot) filled with Object Lore Sight (21 spells). He will first use his Lore ability (+25) to see if he can identify anything about the objects,then use his Loremaster ability to identify, then object lore sight and finally legend lore as Lore Master ability. If multiple Legend Lores are required, he will offer them a choice of paying for the components for him to cast the spell or waiting for the morrow.

As he is working, he will talk to those gathered, "Lady Purelove has told me of your exploits. Do you have any further plans to adventure together?"
 

Antillis follows the group of them into the academy, despite its reservations about wizards and their lairs. It passes through the walls instead of doors, well aware of the potential for traps against those who travel by its preferred means. In the private room, it watches the tiny wizard carefully, having seen what power that comes from mages which has nothing to do with their size. A difficult lot.
 

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

Brystasia smiles back at Meekel as he introduces himself to Conan. She curiously watches for the Cimmerian reaction to the word mage before she turns to Sanderol and helps him unload the items from his bag.

Smiling broadly she replies to Meekel as she carefully, but with out much ceremony, places the items on the table as indicated, “I believe that we are all in agreement and want to do just that but its obviously there call but I truly hope that we will. We do seem uncertain where to go next…” She raising a delicately defined eyebrow in curiosity, “Has the noble sage heard anything that might interest us?”
 

OOC: The items in question are the armor and the sword, right? If I'm forgetting anything, let me know. The armor is identified as Demon Armor, as per the DMG. The sword does not respond to identify, but between Lore and Legend Lore, and what the Cimmerian was told, you garner considerable information.

The sword was forged by the Peacock Angel, a tremendously powerful solar who was once among the highest councils of Mount Celestia, until he was cast out in a bloody religious dispute. He gave it to a staunch companion of his, a mortal holy warrior named Amerrockh, to aid him in his crusades against demonkind. When Amerrockh met Grazz't in his abyssal palace, the two battled. Twice, Grazz't struck a mighty blow, shattering the blade. Each time, the sword reformed. The third time, the blow was so fierce that it carried past the sword, slaying Amerrockh where he stood. When the sword reforged, it continued the battle on its own, blazing with lightnings, until the demon lord was able to chain it in place.
 
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