Brave New Planes

[Paxus Asclepius]

"I shall see what answers I can find tomorrow. There might still be a way to save him."

ooc: Will Commune still work for a godless cleric? Maybe the spell could allow him to seek the answers on his own without divine assistance?
If Commune is not a good spell for the purpose of finding Conan, do any of you know of a clerical spell that would be better? (I'm somewhat of a novice in playing high level clerics)

The spell says that a cleric of no particular deity contacts a deity (or other divine agent) of a similar philosophy. With your heightened wisdom, it seems to you that, most likely, you would contact some extraplanar force that shares your beliefs, quite possibly the Peacock Angel.

 

[Serpenteye]

Sandorel asks the sword.
"Was he taken bodily to hell, or just stripped of his soul? Having his mortal husk in our posession might ease his eventual return to the living, can you take us to it if it remains in the dungeon?"

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Sandorel asks the sword.
"Was he taken bodily to hell, or just stripped of his soul? Having his mortal husk in our posession might ease his eventual return to the living, can you take us to it if it remains in the dungeon?"

HE WAS TAKEN WHOLE

 

[Serpenteye]

"Then we should return to the surace and make our preparations for the morrow."
Sandorel looks at his two companions, and after recieving their agreement turns around and walks out the way he came.
"I would prefer if we didn't return to the temple, but try to find ourselves a decent inn."

 

[Dalamar]

"You have something against the temple?"

 

[Serpenteye]

"You have something against the temple?"

"Since Brystasia is no longer with us it would be rude to overstay our welcome. She was the reason we were invited, after all.

That's not the entire reason, but it's enough."

 

[Dalamar]

"I see... Well, I have to get the rest of my items from there in any case."

 

[Serpenteye]

Sandorel keeps walking back towards the surface.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

You return to the temple, gather your belongings, and locate an inn. The night is uneventful.

OOC: Just list the change in spells prepped, and we'll go from there.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

In her chambers Brystasia lies naked upon her bed and the soft phoenix down blanket that was recovered from the seer not so long ago. Breathing deeply she tries to concentrations on her breathing, and the rhythm of her heart, hoping to make them return to there normal steady nature.

As her body tingled in ways it hadn’t in years she careful rolled from the soft bed making sure not to wake the sleeping form of Hestia while she gracefully and quietly walked into the bathroom.

She looked in the mirror wondering what she had done; most of the night was a blur but she felt no shame in what she had done as no true Sunite ever would, but as she steered into her Turquoise blue eyes she couldn’t help but wonder if someone from last night would end up being attracted to her and if all the pain and misery she had been trying to avoid.

As much as she worried her devotion to Sune only showed this as a sign, she had left to much of herself unused and unloved, and she resolved to never to cut herself off from her true feelings again.