Lost Eberron 4E Style: Combat over, Level up!

[stonegod]

Hesh sighs at the others. A bit trusting, are we? Fine. He looks squarely at the woman. I was fighting the damned elven dervishes at the beaches of Daras'tuhl as part of the Hundred Strong. Light. Bang. Then I'm nursing the Little One here. Elvish trickery I'm sure. But you probably know that.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Eliza stands and shoots an annoyed glare at the hobgoblin. "Your durr'kala would be ashamed of you for not seeing the larger picture. The elves are not to blame, though I can't say who is." More gently, apologetic, she speaks more. "Trust me, please. If what you say is true, I may have answers to some of the questions you have."

 

[stonegod]

Hesh's lips tighten a moment, then he laughs. You're probably right, spawn of elves; you're probably right. Ah, but they have fine voices and finer behinds! The hogoblin chortles. If you have answers, out with them then. This place is too maddening to stay for long.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Eliza brushes her hair from her eyes. "I'll start slow; from the beginning. I suspect some specifics will not mean much to some of you, so I'll be general. My brother left his home looking for an artifact called the Tear of Siberys. When his contact disappeared, I left to warn him, thinking him in danger. I followed his path. His destination was unknown, but I think this place is it. 'An island that is nowwhere and everywhere all at once.' That was something his contact told me before he left. I expect more questions so go ahead, I'll answer what I can."

 

[Redclaw]

Stellan gazes at the water, deep in thought. The land under our feet is wherever we are, and wherever we are is one with Eberron, he reasons. But no land is nowhere. Simply by existing it is here. He shakes his head in denial. Your riddle makes no sense.

 

[Oni]

Lorn silently considers the woman's questions for a short while before finally speaking up.

Let me see if i can answer some of your questions, last to first.

It's the same as the others, just the details differ. My unit ran into a Karrnathi patrol, he shuddered at the thought, one of the bad ones, already dead and still fighting. They'd come across the border, caught us by surprise. They were cutting us down like wheat and when...when my time should have come there was a flash like lightning and here I was.

The strangest part though is that besides being displaced in space which is conceivable on some level, some of these individuals have seemingly been displaced in time as well. I am at a loss for any explanation as to that.

Of course none of that matters if we can't deal with the pressing situation right in front of us, the fact that we're stuck on an island full of all manner of abominations trying to kill us. So to answer your other questions, there's plenty of wood from the look of that jungle, but I'm not sure if any of it is suitable timber for repairing a ship. We haven't been able to determine where we are, if such is even possible. The landscape here is...rather mutable. The one thing, the only thing really, that we do know that one of these undead creatures mentioned a master.

Now having said all that, I am eager to hear what you might have to say about all of this. Though the very notion that you have answers raises more than a few more questions...

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[EvolutionKB]

Eliza nods. "I know, but not my riddle. It was what my brother's contact said, before he disappeared. This place may not even be in Eberron at points."

The half-elf continues in response to the wizard's replies. "I'm not as sure that I found this place as this place found me. My brother, half-brother really, is a wizard of some sort. Before he left, I found out some disturbing things about him." Eliza rubs her temples, trying to think. "Particulary a newfound facination with undeath, not like our ancestors in Aerenal, but undoubtably evil. This place brought us here for some reason. I'm not sure that any measure of repairs to my ship or any other here would even free us from this place. If my brother sought out this place, looking for the Tear, and it found him, he could be here somewhere. Where is the only question. Find my brother, and we find more answers."

 

[Oni]

What's the "Tear of Siberys" and do you know anything else about this island he was looking for?

 

[EvolutionKB]

Eliza looks out to the sea, where her ship lay stuck on the reef. Returning the gaze of the wizard she speaks, "The Tear of Siberys, is an artifact of great strength, made from a Siberys dragonshard. It's tear shaped, about the size of a human fist. It's powers I am unsure of."

 

[Atanatotatos]

Thormir looks doubtful at Lorn and Stellan, and Eliza. Time travel? that... sounds...a bit silly... then he looks at Hesh and Xandren and his expression seems less certain for a moment, he opens his mouth to say something, but seems to change his mind. Then he changes subject and starts (finally) complaining: However something similar happened to me as well! Mine's the saddest story of all, no doubt!! I had just reached the end of a temple more full o traps than the body of a virtuous dwarven woman, and I was right there putting my worthy hands on a big fat chest full of glittering gold!!... And the I found meself here, without gold! After all that danger and work! And here there's only zombies and bones sand and... the dwarf finally notices the look of the others, and stops talking. Not that he stops mumbling under his beard, though...