"This ought to be a rather interesting way to begin our little crusade." Nethien looked around at the scenery after emerging from the rift and returning to the Material Plane. "I would agree with the sentiment, however, that the Eye is likely aware not only of our existence, but that we are here right now, this moment. One would hope that the tower, at least, would shed some light on the matter."
Eye of Profane Truth - rebooted!
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)You each make your way back to the city.
You have seen the tower on your trip before, so you've no problem finding it again. When you are close, you see that it is constructed out of some ivory-like material. It is all in one piece, as if carved out of a giant tusk. It has no windows, but there are large doors on each side, and a steady stream of people milled inside and out.
The guards at the doors look bored. They make no attempt to stop you when you walk inside.
- - -
The interior of the tower is impossibly spacious, much more so than the exterior would suggest. People lined up to various queues, at the head of which clerks signed and stamped on forms and documents.
When you step in, you suddenly feel heavy. The items of magic that you wear seems to cease functioning a few steps inside the tower.
Durkon:
[sblock]Stopping yourself, you realize that whatever it is that impedes the functioning of your items would impede your disguise too. You may need to adapt more mundane methods of disguise.[/sblock]
You have seen the tower on your trip before, so you've no problem finding it again. When you are close, you see that it is constructed out of some ivory-like material. It is all in one piece, as if carved out of a giant tusk. It has no windows, but there are large doors on each side, and a steady stream of people milled inside and out.
The guards at the doors look bored. They make no attempt to stop you when you walk inside.
- - -
The interior of the tower is impossibly spacious, much more so than the exterior would suggest. People lined up to various queues, at the head of which clerks signed and stamped on forms and documents.
When you step in, you suddenly feel heavy. The items of magic that you wear seems to cease functioning a few steps inside the tower.
Durkon:
[sblock]Stopping yourself, you realize that whatever it is that impedes the functioning of your items would impede your disguise too. You may need to adapt more mundane methods of disguise.[/sblock]
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As Durkon feels the effects of his magical disguise being neutralised he quickly steps back outside "I will wait for you here"
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