IR Aftermath (Those Dead PCs are back in action! )

[Janos Audron]

[mind blank protects against divinations *and* similar things]

 

[TheCleansingEarth]

Ilalielthin grins, and responds to the others, "Very well then. We shall go now to the Court Of Twilight tavern. And Janos, I assure you details of magic rituals do not bore me at all. If you don't want to talk about it, however, I understand. A man deserves his privacy, after all."

" Graf, I welcome both you and your friend. I'm sure you'll both be valuable allies in this quest. However, I should remind everyone here of a small detail we seem to be forgetting... It may not be a Melkorian Cult that is behind this."

Ilaelielthin continues, "As I said earlier, the possibility that is the case is the reason Faysaran and I are here, but it could very well be some other evil force operating in the area. Time will tell, but I don't think we should be making any assumptions until we know for sure. At any rate, we should begin making our way towards the Court Of Twilight now. Off we go."

Ilaelielthin beckons to the rest of the companions, rolling his eyes at Nyovne and Janos as they are headed in the wrong direction, and begins walking towards the Government District and the Court Of Twilight, humming a song as he does so.

 

[Janos Audron]

For a moment, Janos' eyes turn black. Just a split second. Then he takes a deep breath and follows Ilalielthin in the other direction.

"Thank you for understanding Ilalielthin" he speaks, though his words are kind, a bit of anger can be heard underneath.

"So, what more can we expect in the goverment district? And, since you seem to know this place, are there any rules about spellcasting in this town?"

 

[Anabstercorian]

Anabstercorian nods decisively at the little quickly, slightly unnerved at her casual intimacy - It's not something Illithids do. He suspects her of preparing to consume his internal organs or something equally lethal. Despite this...

<< Certainly, Nyovne. Let us go with all haste. Since our speed is superior, I'll take the scenic route... It'll give us a little extra time to think, and may appear less suspicious. >>

And BAM, he zips off in a puff of roiling dust and rapidly fading light, wind whipping the mucus on his skin to a froth.

 

[The Forsaken One]

Cheering when Zizz full throttles.

"Wwhhhhhhooooooooohoooooooo!!!!"

And her hair flowing with the wind, surging around her she enjoys!

[OOC: CleansingEarth, you "might" have noticed I have full access to maps and city plans like I noted in about 3 posts before so spare me the bs and read what others type thank you. And I really don't like you trying to bring a bad "atmosphere" to this game so please, grow up or get over something."

 

[Mr. Draco]

Watching Zizzyazu and Nyovne speed off, Traal turns to the rest of the group, "If you all don't mind, I'm going to find someplace to change into something a little more, how shall I put this, normal for this area."

"Ilalielthin, if you could tell me the address of this Court of Twilight, I'll catch upo with you all there."

 

[TheCleansingEarth]

Ilalielthin smiles at Traal, and says, "Of course." He informs Traal of the location of the Court Of Twilight, and turns to the rest of the group and gives them the information as well, realizing they likely wish to travel to the tavern their own way.

He silently hopes they won't attract as much attention to themselves as Zizzyazu and Nyovne have done, and he also hopes Zizzyazu and Nyovne are able to find their way to the tavern by getting directions from some locals.

Ilalielthin then turns, and begins walking towards the Court Of Twilight, taking in the sights and sounds of the city as he does so.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Sanctus stood back and listened to the introductions and ideas of his companions for a minute before ideas of his own started coming to him. He tossed these thoughts around logically and wasn't far from a conclusion when Ilalielthin said something that shattered his thought process and snapped him into alertness. Behind the visor of his helmet his eyes turned to Janos, scrutinising the arcane spell caster's every detail. He shrugged off the idea of immediate action, he seemed co-operative enough, and simply being pale did not declare him a liche. After the war a lot of strange new practices came into being and his eyes are most likely a product of such practises. Nonetheless, Sanctus thought as he followed the others to The Court of Twilight, he would keep a close eye on proceedings, especially on Janos. When Sanctus came here to find vampires and anything similiar which would seek tenth level magics, liches were on the top of his worries list.............

 

[Janos Audron]

On the way to the tavern, Janos can no longer keep his curiosity in check. He slows down untill he walks next to the man in platemail.

"Hello, good sir, sorry for being so curious, but you haven't introduced youself to us yet. By the looks of you, I think you are a Cleric. A Cleric of Pholtus, if I'm not mistaken. But pray tell me, how come a Dwarf, on Oerth, is not carrying any technological devices?"

 

[Darkwolf]

Faysaran heads to the Court of Twilight while looking out for parks, reserves, and such in which to stay if the bar doesn't work out. He also does his best to keep the public calm as a bear lumbers through town.