Invasion of Mori - IC [3.5][CE/NE][planar]

[Dog Moon]

Drax says, "Well then you can join me? Anyone else need a lift? Going once..."

"I appreciate it," Vedak says.

 

[Steve Gorak]

If Kelteror is still in the chamber, Kaelvorr will address the demon once Snargle disappears. "I would ask a boon of you, in the interest of ensuring that the mission is successful. Now that the large one has been gracious enough to hazard the dangers of scouting, could you examine the area and return to describe it in detail? I am told true demons do not err when teleporting. I daresay that I myself and perhaps the cryptspawn are not so infallible in such magics. A desciption would reduce the chance of mishap and thereby increase our change of victory overall."

"indeed, in the interest of our victory, I will oblidge!" Kelteror does the roundabout, carefully studying the destination to describe it in detail.

 

[Fenris2]

"indeed, in the interest of our victory, I will oblidge!" Kelteror does the roundabout, carefully studying the destination to describe it in detail.

Drax takes in the info, gathers whomever wishes to go (up to 4 more mediums) and makes with the zappies...

 

[Voidrazor]

After listening to Kelteror's description and a brief word to the cloaked kaorti, Kaelvorr teleports with three of his followers in tow.

[sblock=moritheil]Kaelvorr warns Tellairnys not to try intimidation against Roillard. His follwers are still fair game though[/sblock]

 

[Shayuri]

Silhouette joins Drax and takes hold of his shoulder to accompany him on the journey to their staging area.

(yay!)

 

[Voadam]

While the journey appears almost instantaneous, Snargle and those with him experience things differently for the period when space and time are ripped apart around them and reknitted back together.

 

[moritheil]

Bleak, gray shrubbery greets those who teleport. A flat expanse of barren land here stands in stark contrast to the land visible in the distance, where trees dot the landscape and grasses grow. Only twisted and wilted things can be found here.

A few rocks jut up from the otherwise monotonous land.

 

[Dichotomy]

Rose looks around, his senses thrown off by the teleportation. "Which way is it?" Having finally transported, the tiefling is obviously becoming excited for the coming battle.

 

[Ryfte]

Bloodeater

As the last of the caverns occupants teleport a small shadow becomes visible before Rolliard as if the darkness were bleeding away from the figure it concealed. Still barely visible as anything other than glimpses of pale bones seeped in darkness a dead voice whispers just loud enough to be heard, "How distant is thier target location in miles." The voice is without inflection or emotion and a faint clicking can be heard as Rolliard strains his ears to catch the words. They are eager to leap into such unknowns. Taking what is given them as fact without concern for betrayal and ambush.

Ancient memories of battles and intrigue pass before her eyes. The circles continue and interconnect... and amidst it all... there is death... I shall bring my old friend here... more souls shall I collect... more blood to bathe in... She considers a moment more waiting for the damned human to answer her simple question. Patience was something she had in every fiber of her being and time was nothing to her... not as it once had been.

[sblock=OoC]Cleaning up "her" sheet now and will be updating it later this evening. Pinning down her gear is proving troublesome, heh. [/sblock]

 

[Voadam]

Snargle sniffs the air, scenting for hidden prey or the lingering scent of kobolds. He aches to lash out at foes he can tear apart.