(IC - D&D 3.5) Rathan's Problem Down Under

[ethandrew]

Anton is silent on the journey so far, reflective in the destruction the starfall has wrought, both on the earth and its people. Once in the barn he takes off his grand cloak and places it delicately next to his straw bed. Then he methodically takes his armor off to provide him some comfort in sleep. He unstraps and unclips multiple bindings until he is left with his under-armor padding.

Finally he speaks up, quiet and speculative, "What these people need is hope."

 

[unleashed]

“Which I believe we’re providing in the best way we can Anton, by doing as the council requested,” Eltyr remarks, adding with a brief chuckle, “Though I’m certainly no authority in giving hope to people ... my skills lie in more esoteric areas.”

 

[Neurotic]

OOC: Berrek wanted to study the effect, not lose his arm to acid.

After several seconds of discomfort, he pulls it back and rubs it vigorously leaving only small patch on his forearm wet.

He studies scars on the back of his hands to see if there is any reaction.

 

[ethandrew]

"The look on their faces though, it wasn't the look of hope, but the look of resignation," Anton pauses, looking downward for a moment. "I guess I can't blame them with this storm following them and looking over their heads, but for some people hope is all they have left, their former lives ruined. I feel it's important for us to provide that to them in whatever way we can."

Anton notices Berrik's reactions and watches intently, curious as to what he's finding.

 

[Rathan]

The ground and in turn anything made OF ground seems to have the same effect as everything else has been having verses the rain... it's erosive and though this is a gradual it is still out of the ordinary to say the least... as most know the ground once things are absorbed into it.. acts much like a natural filter and as far as anyone can tell this does not seem to be of any magical make or the like... Menhir would know with his ties to geological knowledge that once transcending into the ground the rain is filtered to harmless water after about a foot of absorption....

Berrek's further study of the scarring on his arms tells him no more than one would already know.. the rain is VERY acidic and given enough time it would erode through most anything if the storm lasted long enough.. luckily most of these storms have never been reported to last more than a few hours at most... them seem to come in surges as well sometimes a storm like this is not seen for weeks.. other times it's daily for a short period of time... very sporadic and not really fixed times or dates as to when these storms hit...

The barn is worn on the walls and doorways a bit from past storms over the last few weeks.. but whoever built this particular barn knew what they were doing and it is a fairly new building so it looks as though it would hold strong.. even in the face of many more acidic rains such as this...

 

[ghostcat]

"Thank you Menhir. I was hoping you would volunteer." Happy that Menhir will protect the party while they rest and that the barn will withstand the storm, Lidia removes her armor and settles down for the night. Letting the noise of the storm lull her to sleep. She will get up every few hours to check up on her patients. Eventually waking half an hour before dawn to pray and learn spells.

 

[Ambrus]

The earth elemental remains as is, sunken in the ground as its companions undress and settle in to rest during the coming hours of darkness. It had taken Menhir some time to understand that this form of torpor was natural for most organic creatures. It knew that they'd likely revive after some time spent languishing, though it also knew that wasn't always the case. The elemental had encountered a sufficient number of bodies entered beneath the ground in various states of decomposition to know that all organic beings eventually returned to the earth from which they'd arisen. These observations had led Menhir to conclude that their state of torpor was an admirable form of communion with the earth.

Not wanting to disturb their torpid communion, Menhir passes quietly beneath the wall of the barn to survey the surrounding topography. Throughout the night it lazily circles the barn while regularly poking its head up above ground briefly to ensure that nothing approaches unseen.

OOC: Senses Darkvision 60 ft.; Listen +5, Spot +5

 

[Neurotic]

After concluding his experiment, Berrek observes the storm for some time and then goes to sleep. He sleeps little bit aside from others and as high as he can (if there is loft it would be perfect).

"Good night everyone, enjoy it, it may be some time before we can rest comfortably."

[sblock=Rathan]
You didn't answer what you think about the flaw proposal. And also, how do you like The Black Hand? I'd like the party to see the ghost before we enter dangerous teritory, but I understand that it will show when it inconveniences me, not when I'd like it to
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[Rathan]

[sblock=NeuroticIf you could give me an overview in the ooc about the flaw proposal that would be a wonderful refresher as I can't find the exact reference you are referring to.... and what ghost? again.. need a refresher.. if you want to pm me with the details again so I don't have to go all over creation to find them that would be most helpful....[/sblock]

 

[Neurotic]

OK, I'll find the exact posts and pm you. As for the Hand, I sent you the file on e-mail (or at least I think I did, I'll check )