Eye of Profane Truth - rebooted!

[Lord_Raven88]

Invoking the power of his Mask, Durkon shrouds his form with the illusion of a 8' foot tall Human Warrior wearing a helmet (which has two curving horns) and a Breastplate. "Meet me a half mile north of the city I will set up my magical fortress on the Ethereal Plane which we can use as a base of operation. Then we can decide what our next steps should be"

OOC: Assuming everyone is in agreement Durkon will then slip on his Ring of Etherealness and then fly to his chosen location, Durkon will choose a spot which affords a good view of the surrounds countryside.

 

[Pyrex]

"Very well, then. Farewell, and try not to die again too soon."
The healer produces what looks like a finger-bone. He snaps it in half, and you are overcome with dizziness...

"Again?"

...Then you are standing on solid ground...

Momentarily dazzled by the bright sunlight, Lessa looks around, wondering where the healer has dumped them.

Surrounded by the sudden press of humanity, the Fire surges up within her, begging to be released. She raises a hand, heat wavering around her fingertips, then realizes the others are talking.

"Meet me a half mile north of the city I will set up my magical fortress on the Ethereal Plane which we can use as a base of operation. Then we can decide what our next steps should be"

Realizing that this is not the time, Lessa pushes back the fire, and nods in agreement with Durkon.

 

[Rkhet]

Invoking the power of his Mask, Durkon shrouds his form with the illusion of a 8' foot tall Human Warrior wearing a helmet (which has two curving horns) and a Breastplate. "Meet me a half mile north of the city I will set up my magical fortress on the Ethereal Plane which we can use as a base of operation. Then we can decide what our next steps should be"

OOC: Assuming everyone is in agreement Durkon will then slip on his Ring of Etherealness and then fly to his chosen location, Durkon will choose a spot which affords a good view of the surrounds countryside.

You make to leave, but are struck by a sudden and powerful premonition.

This place is dangerous, despite appearances. It would be unwise to leave on your own.

/ooc:
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That was my IC way of saying don't split the party, as I've mentioned in the OP. It creates strange problems.
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[Shayuri]

Shard gives Durkon a pitious waifish look. "Nothing to eat?"

She sighs and traipses back. "Okaaaaaaaay... Let's all teleport there together. Flying takes too long and the city stinks from above."

 

[Rkhet]

/ooc: who is going to provide the transportation? by what means?

/ooc2: from the Ethereal plane, maximum you'll see of the Material plane is about 60 feet. So there's really no place with a good view.

 

[Pyrex]

Shard gives Durkon a pitious waifish look. "Nothing to eat?"

She sighs and traipses back. "Okaaaaaaaay... Let's all teleport there together. Flying takes too long and the city stinks from above."

"I can summon the winds to bear us aloft far faster than the swiftest hawk."

 

[Lord_Raven88]

"I can summon the winds to bear us aloft far faster than the swiftest hawk."

"Then do so, then we can find an out of the way place to set up our base."

 

[Azaar]

"I have means to fly if it should prove necessary." Nethien looks around warily. "However, I feel that whatever our course of action, we should not tarry for long."

 

[Rkhet]

The spell is cast, and you turn into clouds of mist. The breeze sweeps you into the air.

You head north. Looking down, the city is huge; you place the population at at least two hundred thousand, probably more. It seemed to have been built haphazardly, with little or no pre-planning. A detailed study of the city, even with the aid of divination magic, could take days or even weeks. Nevertheless, you take a cursory look around the place, noting landmarks and such.

A river runs through the city, and busy docks have been built on both sides. The market where you first arrived is to the south-west. At the city's centre, a huge tower made of some sort of white, jade-like material glistens in the sun.

You are not alone in the air; you see a few griffins and wyverns, bearing riders, as well as the odd magic carpet or flying mage. They go about their business and ignore you.

In a few minutes, you arrive at your destination. The area around you is grassland. You cannot see it now, but from your flight you know there is a major road to the south-east. To the north you see a hill.

 

[Lord_Raven88]

Settling onto the hill, Durkon slips on his ring of etherealness and fades from view.

On the ethereal plane he pulls out a small cube, placing it on the ground he murmers the command word. Instantly the cube grows and expands until it is forms an adamantine tower 20 feet square and 30 feet high.

Returning to the material plane Durkon appears just as suddenly as he left "It is done, return with me to the ethereal plane, then we can an begin planning the next phase of our operation"