IC: Dichotomy's Age of Worms Redux, Part IV


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Bazrim responds to Kushnak and he scoops the paste into a vial. "I assume that sending a normal courier with the message would be seen leaving this place and killed, before leaving the city. And as for magical means, I am unsure the chances that such a message, at this distance, might be intercepted." Bazrim begins to gag and cough at the smell of the burn worms. "Well, we do have options with this paste though. We can use it to prevent the worms from killing us, or enhancing our weapons with an oil. But we have a very limited amount, so we need to be careful with it's uses"
 

Kushnak braves the stench without comment, but responds, "It seems to me we had no trouble killing the things, but staving off their infection could be quite valuable. I'd think we should choose that method. However, I'm not sure I can manage it."

"I wonder if we're not just being used here. I've never heard of magical messages being intercepted. However, we do get to go where we've wanted now, and the chance to finally gear ourselves properly."




[sblock=ooc]Assuming Bazrim shares the details - Kushnak can't cast neutralize poison until next level. He could make the other right away.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=oc]I and Erdolliel both think that waiting for the stuff that kills the worms is probably a good idea.

My itenary changed around abit here, no internet until whenever i get home Tuesday night.[/sblock]
 

Day 31

[sblock=OOC]Couple of things. Work is hell right now and my brain hurts. I'm forcing myself to post. Forgive me if anything is really screwed up.

I didn't bother to roll for the dragonchess games. Allustan is actually not very good at the game, so I figured we could just wing it.

If you want to keep talking, do so.

Pick something for Neth to ID.[/sblock]
Allustan teaches Erdolliel the basics, however, she soon enough learns that while the Sage knows the rules, he indeed is not a mastery of the strategy of the game and is clearly an amateur at best. Once the elf has the basic moves down, she seems to be a roughly even match with the Allustan. But the sage is very pleasant to play with, as he remains jovial even when the game turns against him.

Eskard has little to do other than eat and drink until the other two come back. Marzena, left out of the dragonchess game, almost looks about to start conversation with the half-orc once, but doesn't actually say anything.

As the night progresses, Allustan's snacks give way to a more hearty meal. The sage eventually brings out thick blankets and the like for sleeping. As he warned, the space is cozy, but still pleasant.

The night passes well, and you each get a good rest. Allustan is up earlier making tea and breakfast. You also see that he has already gathered his notes and the like for you to bring to Eligos in a nice package. It is, in fact, a fair amount of material. The sage has clearly been taking copious notes and likely jotting down his own thoughts for Eligos to review.
 

"Well, I really can't say I know what any of this is that we couldn't explain in a few sentences, but we'll be errand boys once more," the brute says in parting.

Once outside on the road with the group, he continues, "Finally! We should be able to outfit ourselves properly for what is sure to be the coming war."
 

"It could be more instructions or a recipie than a regular note stating the situation of worm infested undead." Responds to Kushnak, expecting no responce to his answer for a retorical question.
 

Erdolliel rises early and quickly packs, eager to be off to a new city. Rummaging around the pile of magical things, she pulls out the amulet and sets it before Nethezar.[sblock=oc]I updated the wealth of the things that none of us had bothered to update before. who wants the various loot? e.g. ring of spell storing, minor, worth 18,000 gold...[/sblock]
 

Erdolliel brings two potions over to Allustan as well.[sblock=oc]there are two un-id'd potions on the sheet, I think they are from the lair, we had 2 CSW, 1 haste, 1 Bull Strength. Erdolliel has taken them all since no one else marked that they had.[/sblock]
 

At the mention of war, Eskard's face widens into a childish grin. "War!" he giggles.

In the morning, he packs his things and eagerly awaits departure.
 

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