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<blockquote data-quote="covaithe" data-source="post: 4877215" data-attributes="member: 46559">Igor clumps down the stairs to the doorway.&nbsp; Moments later, a majestic figure floats effortlessly up the stairway on wings formed of hundreds of luminous ethereal tendrils.&nbsp; A grey hood covers most of its face, and its hands remain hidden in the wide sleeves of an immaculate grey robe.&nbsp; Where its face does show, its androgynous features show a cold, hard beauty, like a perfect sheet of ice.&nbsp; The angel looks around, and speaks in formal tones. &quot;Know thou that thou art honored beyond all deserving, for the Spinner of Fate, the Patron of Winter, hath summoned thee to audience in Her Citadel.&nbsp; She who marketh the end of every mortal life, requireth thy service in a matter of grave significance.&nbsp; Tarry thou not overlong in thy coming, lest Her foes bar thy path.&nbsp; By Her grace I give thee the means of passage to the doorstep of Zvomarana, highest temple of Her Dark Majesty.&nbsp; Come thou not unprepared, lest the capriciousness of fate find thee wanting.&quot;He pulls a scroll case made of polished bone from his sleeves, and hands it to whoever is closest. [sblock=Massacre]Your nethers lurch violently, quivering with the highest degree of alarm you have ever felt.&nbsp; The view from the top shows five figures approaching.&nbsp; Three are mounted.&nbsp; The fourth is flying.&nbsp; All those are too far away to make out any details, though they are approaching rapidly.&nbsp; The last figure is all too easy to make out; its huge form towers high above the others:&nbsp; it is a goristro. They are clearly heading straight for your tower.&nbsp; The boneyard confuses them briefly, but the goristro simply tramples through it, and they quickly realize that it is illusory.&nbsp; Worse, you can see heavy rain and high winds whipping through the fog surrounding your tower, thinning and diffusing it.[sblock=Insight DC 20]It very rarely rains here in the Shadowfell, and for a sudden heavy windstorm to arrive just as a band of heavily armed, uninvited guests arrive?&nbsp; Surely not coincidence. [sblock=Arcana DC 25]A Control Weather ritual could produce this effect, though the casting time is long enough that it must have been prepared some time ago.&nbsp; Someone has known the location of your tower and planned an attack even before all your guests arrived.[/sblock][/sblock][/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="covaithe, post: 4877215, member: 46559"] Igor clumps down the stairs to the doorway. Moments later, a majestic figure floats effortlessly up the stairway on wings formed of hundreds of luminous ethereal tendrils. A grey hood covers most of its face, and its hands remain hidden in the wide sleeves of an immaculate grey robe. Where its face does show, its androgynous features show a cold, hard beauty, like a perfect sheet of ice. The angel looks around, and speaks in formal tones. [B]"Know thou that thou art honored beyond all deserving, for the Spinner of Fate, the Patron of Winter, hath summoned thee to audience in Her Citadel. She who marketh the end of every mortal life, requireth thy service in a matter of grave significance. Tarry thou not overlong in thy coming, lest Her foes bar thy path. By Her grace I give thee the means of passage to the doorstep of Zvomarana, highest temple of Her Dark Majesty. Come thou not unprepared, lest the capriciousness of fate find thee wanting."[/B] He pulls a scroll case made of polished bone from his sleeves, and hands it to whoever is closest. [sblock=Massacre]Your nethers lurch violently, quivering with the highest degree of alarm you have ever felt. The view from the top shows five figures approaching. Three are mounted. The fourth is flying. All those are too far away to make out any details, though they are approaching rapidly. The last figure is all too easy to make out; its huge form towers high above the others: it is a goristro. They are clearly heading straight for your tower. The boneyard confuses them briefly, but the goristro simply tramples through it, and they quickly realize that it is illusory. Worse, you can see heavy rain and high winds whipping through the fog surrounding your tower, thinning and diffusing it. [sblock=Insight DC 20]It very rarely rains here in the Shadowfell, and for a sudden heavy windstorm to arrive just as a band of heavily armed, uninvited guests arrive? Surely not coincidence. [sblock=Arcana DC 25]A Control Weather ritual could produce this effect, though the casting time is long enough that it must have been prepared some time ago. Someone has known the location of your tower and planned an attack even before all your guests arrived.[/sblock] [/sblock] [/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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