covaithe's E1: Death's Reach

[Lord Sessadore]

Ignoring his comrades' activities, Sarenax bends to one knee and lays his right palm in the blood from one of the nearest fallen human's wounds, then stands and smears the blood down the blade of his scythe as he finishes his emotionless monologue. "Death has claimed these foes, praise to the Raven Queen." Reaching into the large pouch on his hip, he draws a jet black cloth embroidered with a raven's head, using it to first wipe the blade and then his hand. "Death be brought to all enemies of Her Majesty with haste, that she may sit in judgment over their souls." He lifts the soiled cloth high and half-bows his head with this statement, then gathers the cloth into his hand and stows it in the bag once again. Then the scythe's blade snaps back next to the handle and the massive dragonborn sheathes it over his shoulder.

Turning to his comrades, the ebony dragonborn's empty voice booms along. "If it be our Lady's pleasure that we pursue this Ghovran or the humans' associates, then so be it. However, I fear Her original purpose for summoning us will prove to be more pressing. We should follow her angel's words and seek Her will first." Without another word, he turns and begins to stalk back to the tower, drawing the scroll case from the angel as he goes.
[sblock=ooc]Hi everybody! I had a wonderful time while I was away, but it's good to be back. Looks like I didn't miss too much.

Let the games go on! [/sblock]

 

[CaBaNa]

Is anyone else a virgin? a slight pause... Not that kind Anostor, I meant to Her Majesties physical presence.

 

[Atanatotatos]

Ah, I'm not intimate with any deities, chuckles Anostor at Massacre's question. though I surely would love to become acquainted.
He scratches his beard a bit, looking up as if thinking of something, then continues: You know, I wanted to have a talk, because you know, I had this dream where... he stops when he sees an expression on the faces of he others indicating that they already know more about this than him.

 

[CaBaNa]

Where you slept with the Raven Queen? asks Massacre, giving a small chuckle, Careful around my Fiance, it's hard to swing an axe when you're standing still...

Massacre is already making his way toward the tower again, Lucy flying lazily.
Igor, the horns of the goristro, remove them, clean them, affix them to the tower. Collect the Skin as well, it is to be cleaned and sent to Ch'thuul, I'm sure Kylek's people will have many uses for it there. Taxidermy the Cambion, hang her, mid-flight, in the parlor.

 

[stonegod]

As the others reach the teleportation circle, Batin is already there waiting, his patient smile on his face.

 

[renau1g]

Kalas will turn and spur on Gilthanas while the others are bantering, surprised to see Batin already waiting for him.

 

[Oni]

Kylek rubbed the scales on his chin with one massive hand.

Hmmm...better save their gear too, there might be a use for it.

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I'm thinking when we get a chance we can disenchant the armours and set the residuum aside to start a group fund of sorts.

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[covaithe]

Presently you are all gathered around Massacre's teleportation circle. Your host takes the scroll, and, together with those of you trained in the arcane arts, he chants the words to open a rift between worlds. The portal opens, and through it you can see an unadorned stone platform, weathered and ancient. Beyond it, deep white mists swirl all around.

The portal remains open only a few moments, but it is plenty of time for you and your mounts to pass through. On the other side, you can see that the stone platform is a wide circle, surrounded on all sides by thick white mists that swirls hypnotically. You stand within a teleportation circle on one side of the platform. Opposite it is a softly glowing white portal in a smooth stone arch, before which stands a tall, silver-haired female shadar-kai, clad in elaborate white robes. When you have all arrived, she speaks.

"Welcome, honored guests. I am Felidha, Holy Speaker of Zvomarana. You come as honorable supplicants to Zvomarana, holiest of temples of the Raven Queen. By divine law, you must prepare yourselves ere you enter Her divine Presence, lest you be overcome, in your mortality. The monks here will guide you through the first four of the Seven Veiled Gates of Fate. As you face these trials, the four Fate Pillars of Zvomarana will be revealed to you, guiding you as beacons through the mists. You must come before me in the Inner Sanctuary, pierced by thorns' deadly visions, bathed in holy water, and with raven skull and holy writings in hand. Only then can I perform my duty as Speaker and open the fifth gate to you, whereby you may pass into Her Presence."

[sblock=Arcana DC 28]She does not quite look any of you in the eye as she speaks, and the wind that swirls her vestments does not quite match the air movements here. It is an illusion; Felidha is not physically present here.
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[Atanatotatos]

Neat. You comin' with us all the way, babe? says Anostor glancing at the shadar-kai priestess.

 

[renau1g]

Kalas looks over at Anostor in amusement as the fool speaks to the priestess. He then turns his attention to the shadar-kai, "Then I will complete her tests and come back bearing these items" he says simply, but forcefully.

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arcana (1d20+10=28) *wow* very nice
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