Serpenteye
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"He may. My name is Sandorel Ilazar. When and where can I expect to meet him?"
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Endur
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While dreaming on a bed of down, the Cimmerian wonders at the bronze items he saw in the bedroom.
He idly wonders if his sword really can fight enemies all by itself and what it will do to the Ogres should they dare to try to attack him while he is asleep. He wonders if the sword will drag his body through the motions of combat, or if the sword somehow magically flies like an arrow, or as if there were an invisible warrior wielding it.
He idly wonders if his sword really can fight enemies all by itself and what it will do to the Ogres should they dare to try to attack him while he is asleep. He wonders if the sword will drag his body through the motions of combat, or if the sword somehow magically flies like an arrow, or as if there were an invisible warrior wielding it.
Paxus Asclepius
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The man who had spoken to Sandorel bows his head in acknowledgement and leaves, swiftly fading into the crowds outside the inn.
The Cimmerian has fevered dreams. Strange images assault him, but he only recognizes two: the faces of Melsa and Brystasia. It seems as if one is protecting him from the other, but he can't quite tell which.
The Cimmerian has fevered dreams. Strange images assault him, but he only recognizes two: the faces of Melsa and Brystasia. It seems as if one is protecting him from the other, but he can't quite tell which.
Serpenteye
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Sandorel stays in Sigil for a few hours, waiting for the Peacock Angel. He takes the time to visit his old friends in the Athar chapterhouse, trying to bring them around to his version of their common philosophy while chatting in a friendly and informal tone.
(Diplomacy: +53)
(Diplomacy: +53)
Brother Shatterstone said:
"Very well then, I will issue a sending and see if we can convince him to return." With that, Meekel begin the 10 minute casting of Sending with the following message:
"Lady Brystania and I would like to accompany you in your foray into the undermountain, we are at the Yawning Portal where you entered."
Paxus Asclepius
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Serpenteye said:
Sandorel makes a fair bit of headway; though the arguments haven't changed, he's rather more compelling than the last time he visited. By nightfall (Waterdeep time, given the lack of sun in Sigil), there is as of yet no sign of any Peacock Angel.
Serpenteye
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Sandorel, bored and irritated at the celestial's apparent arrogance, triggers the Mind Blank effect of his newly bought ring and returns back to Waterdeep after saying his farewells to his old friends in Sigil.
His godlike charisma radiates from him like a sun when he walks down the street towards the temple of Sune, but he doesn't really expect any reactions from anyone. Waterdeep, like Sigil, is after all a city where the extraordinary is common.
His godlike charisma radiates from him like a sun when he walks down the street towards the temple of Sune, but he doesn't really expect any reactions from anyone. Waterdeep, like Sigil, is after all a city where the extraordinary is common.
Meekel looks thoughtful for a moment, ”I have received no response, meaning one of three things. He chose not to respond. He could not respond. He did not receive my message. The latter two would indicate dire circumstances. He may in fact be in danger as we speak.”
“I would propose that we go after him now, but unfortunately I am not set up to track anyone through the labyrinth maze that is Undermountain. Perhaps one of the adventurers here,” he indicates the common room of the yawning portal, ”is an accomplished tracker whom we might employ.”
“Most of my lesser magic were consumed by identifying the items you brought me this morning. Perhaps the proprietor carries lighting instruments that I regularly use my lesser magic for. I will see if I can secure us some light, perhaps you could persuade one of these gentlemen to help us.”
With that Meekel will approach the bartender to see if he can buy a few sunrods or a lantern with oil or at the very least a tourch.
“I would propose that we go after him now, but unfortunately I am not set up to track anyone through the labyrinth maze that is Undermountain. Perhaps one of the adventurers here,” he indicates the common room of the yawning portal, ”is an accomplished tracker whom we might employ.”
“Most of my lesser magic were consumed by identifying the items you brought me this morning. Perhaps the proprietor carries lighting instruments that I regularly use my lesser magic for. I will see if I can secure us some light, perhaps you could persuade one of these gentlemen to help us.”
With that Meekel will approach the bartender to see if he can buy a few sunrods or a lantern with oil or at the very least a tourch.
Dalamar
Adventurer
Before Meekel has time to leave for the bartender, Vilya speaks up. "I have light."
She pulls out a smooth globe that radiates light from her belt pouch. "I know that gnomes have good night eyes, but what of you, Lady Brystasia?"
OoC: Statistically, that's an everburning torch. Just looks cooler that way.
She pulls out a smooth globe that radiates light from her belt pouch. "I know that gnomes have good night eyes, but what of you, Lady Brystasia?"
OoC: Statistically, that's an everburning torch. Just looks cooler that way.
Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia looks at Meekel with an annoyed look on her face, “I’m sure he is just ignoring us.” But her face softens up as she continues, “but I would hate to see something bad happen to him so your right we must go and look for him.”
Brystasia grins and smiles at Vilya before she winks playfully, “I’ll be just fine as I have my mother’s eyes.”
Brystasia looks at Meekel with an annoyed look on her face, “I’m sure he is just ignoring us.” But her face softens up as she continues, “but I would hate to see something bad happen to him so your right we must go and look for him.”
Brystasia grins and smiles at Vilya before she winks playfully, “I’ll be just fine as I have my mother’s eyes.”
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