[e20 PF] And with strange aeons...


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Malacarus will just lay low. While he's tempted to procure scrolls from the mage guilds, he realizes that he'd probably have to fight his way out after they saw through his seeming.

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Yes, I realize the duration is crappy, but it beats looking like Mariachi the Christmas elf.
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[sblock=Temple]Specifically the 7th Church, which according to the Guide to Absalom has a ten foot statue of Iomedae carved in red limestone banded with sapphire. Apparently it was the location of the 7th Miracle performed by Iomedae before her ascent to godhood, when Absalom was attacked by a huge force of sea ghouls during a great storm and the guard could not find the creatures in the darkness to stop their rampage she called dwon the light of the stars to pierce the clouds and light the invaders so they could be defeated. Neat. Its in the Ascendent Court District in the center of Absalom.[/sblock]

[sblock=Christmas Elf]Except Thadeius actually made you look like a dignified elf with more or less your own features. Wizards dignity and all that.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=Festivus elf] PLEASE! This is a highly emmersive roleplay experience. Technically there isn't Christmas without Christ. I don't know what the alternative Winter Solstice festival is... xp to whoever figures it out?

And I did say you could pick your own picture. Just funnin' ya with the elf (I know some GMs really mean that stuff; had one myself, hated it cause it was personal and persistent on many levels, so ABSOLUTELY I wouldn't force humiliation on you like that).
I was hoping you'd find a cool pic online you like and post it here. If you wanted to?

Also: if I play a female elf ranger/rogue, that one with the tiger is so what I'd pic. Wonder who did that portrait, they're fantastic.[/sblock]

[sblock=also] Malacarus is technically a head of state. Like Dr. Doom in the FF cartoon series, he might even have an embassy in Absalom. [/sblock]
 


Meanwhile, at the Legion of Doom 7th temple of Imoedae
The people listen in awe to Xanfire's rhetoric.

"Well, that seems reasonable!" (and) "Crazy old farmer!" and other murmurs are heard.

Several of those in the crowd are followers of Iomedae, and they crowd around Xanfire, recognizing their amazingly famous Hierophant. "It's Xanfire!" "Pious Xanfire, tell us more? Like, why are we here?" "Xanfire, Xanfire, can you heal my brother" "No, heal me! I am afflicted with a bald patch (sob)" "Should I buy shoes or boots?" "Moron, he's a spiritual leader: ask him in the form of a moral question" "Oh, sorry. Xanfire, is it *right* to buy shoes or boots?" The crowd shuffles closer. Inappropriately closer for some.
Xanfire raised his hands up for room, and for silence.

"Followers of Iomedae, I have been brought here for a sacred quest, and I must speak to the Head Cleric inside. Later, I will be happy to answer any and all questions. Including if shoes or boots are better. "

With small laugh to himself, and noticing that his group had already disappeared from sight, Xanfire returns and enters the great temple.
 

"Guess we could start with here at the temple for a customer for our weres. And lets stay away from places like the Assassin's guild. They fall under the category of 'groups we may need to fight later on."
 
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I figured some dignity. I'll find an image later tonight.
I figured this wasn't so much "humiliate the player" as "Dark Lord goes undercover, hilarity ensues. We did have all the "Skeletor" references after all., so I was ready to play the whole thing for laughs. No hard feelings. :)

Although what is the diplomatic status between the kingdom we are in and the Sarusan Dominion? Wouldn't I have diplomatic immunity as a head of state, or are we currently at war?
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Thadeius & Thorn (and anyone off with them): I'm guessing you two are together?

Thadeius thinks of one of the esoteric societies he's aware of, and various merchants, and one in particular comes to mind: the order of the unblinking eye, a group of theosophists whose goal includes mastery of both arcane and divine sources of magic. They have some interests as war mages and healers for battles, and may know of a warlord or three who'd be interested in some adamantine.

Also: the dwarven Weaponer's Guild is another option. They could certainly use the raw materials, for armor and weapons.


Xanfire and others at the Temple of Iomedae: Going in you are greeted with an amazing sight including incredibly vaulted ceilings covered in artwork dedicated to Iomedae.

There are peasants of all sorts, and passersby.

As Xanfire is walking through the crowd, the sudden clatter of wood falling to the floor draws his attention: a young man in the robes of a novice has dropped a cup on the ground and is hunched over with a pile of things in his arms that look like he's about to drop them. He is, of course, staring at Xanfire like a halfling staring into a stampede of bulettes; Xanfire is used to this, of course: fan awe.

A line of novices are standing next to him at attention, having seen such a senior member of their faith. Only one person nearby stoops to help him pick up the fallen cup, a young woman with worn leather armor and a wooden training sword at her side: clearly one of the novice templars of the temple. What are you dolts standing around not helping for?

Stand at attention, that's Xanfire!!! one of them hisses at her.

She looks up, then stands at perfect attention. The novice she was helping, still slack-jawed, looses his already clumsy hold on the pile of goods as it clatters to the floor. Horrified, he straightens up with the others.

[sblock=Xanfire] They will stay like that until you say something or dismiss them. Part of their training as novices. You can walk off or just motion with a hand. Or you can chew them out, whatever: you're the ranking member.[/sblock]

The Grand Templar of the Temple of Iomedae is approaching to speak to Xanfire and the other companions. He could be someone who could help witht he Adamantine sales.
 

Hedron sighs and bends down to pick the articals off the floor. then holds them to the novice to take. " he doesn't bite, usually ", he whispers, though not too quiet to keep away from Xanfire's ears.
 

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