Giant Killers (Epic Quest)

[Jemal]

William looks down rather sheepishly at the dwarf, his booming dragon voice now sounding subdued. "Um.. no, I didn't do it... Sorry if I startled you, I just had to vent." As he speaks, he flaps downward, changing form to smaller and smaller dragons until he's Medium-sized, at which point he lands and changes back to normal.

"I've got a little bit of a temper.. OH dear, I've forgotten to introduce myself. It's a pleasure to meet you, bearded one, I am William Masterson, descendant of the Dragons."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"When did you get to your village? During the battle or after?" Celcian asks.

 

[shaff]

OOC: I dont know.... Assassination can i have some information?

 

[Jemal]

ooc: If he's crawling out from UNDER a pile of rubble, I would assume he was there during... but I'm not the dm.

 

[assassination]

OOC: I dont know.... Assassination can i have some information?

i thought it would have been ovious to everybody that he was in the city during the battle since he was buried underneath the ruble of one said town hall.

 

[shaff]

OOC: thats what i figured, but i thought also i would know what did it, instead of thinking it was thwe dragon, if i was there.

 

[shaff]

"this... cloud like 'thing' came from over the hills and engulfed my town. I couldnt do anything, there was nothing to fight... It just brought death and carnage and no one could do anything about it. We were helpless..."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"Hmmm. And yet you were spared, an interesting coincidence. Well are there any other survivors?" Celcian Looks around and starts chanting. At the end of his summoning a Solar appears.

OOC: I'm assuming you will control my greater Planar ally Mr. DM?

 

[shaff]

"I dont know, i just got out, i havent had time to look. I dont know how i was spared, maybe it had to do with me being the best fighter in the town, but i dont know."

 

[Jemal]

William looks around the city, his gaze searching for anything magical or out of the ordinary (Detect magic+True-seeing at will). He also ponders on what could have caused such devastation (Knowledge: Arcana +28, Spellcraft +30)

"Certainly looks like this place has been through the ringer. We can't let whatever did this continue on... And if it was that blasted troll, just WAIT until I get my claws on him... " He starts to fume, but shakes his head and counts to ten to calm himself down, then resumes walking among the wreckage, looking around.