No Man's Land (IC)

[Rathan]

Wells. where we go from here? There doesn't looks to be much lefts here to keep us here? Maybe we can scouts around?.. I dunno.." the little goblin adds as everyone seems rather quiet.... nothing was being done and no more information was really gathered sense they arrived here... he hopes slightly that others were faring better in the information department....

 

[Brother Allard]

Tiabhe Morrigan waits out the night in his mansion, reprepares his spells and ponders what to do. The next day, as he continues to plan his actions, an odd travellor walks by.

"Gooday mate. Lovely day we're having isn't it?"

OOC: Sorry for the delay - I've been busy, and this game is difficult to keep track of - even for a player!

Morrigan startles at the interloper's sudden appearance, his mind instantly racing through the many spells with which he might reduce this stranger to a grease spot on the road.

Taibhse steps through the portal immediately afterward, as inscrutable as ever, though no less surprised. The pair of them - the pale and wild-haired Morrigan with his ebony eyes and the heavily armored and fearsome Taibhse, reeking of the grave - are a sight that would make most men quail. Yet this one, upon seeing them step directly from the ether, offers nothing but polite blandishments.

Disguising his unease, Morrigan's face twists into its habitual sneer. "If you have business, then state it." he snarls, adjusting his weight into a defensive stance. Taibhse begins to circle to the left, his hands hovering near the pommels of his twinned swords.

They have worked together for a long time, trading in death and secrets, and have well earned their habitual paranoia. Surviving in Veccna's intelligence service requires nothing less. They know one another's minds with perfect ease, and neither believes there is ever such a thing as a coincidence. This suspiciously chipper creature's sudden appearance is no accident. It is a potentially serious threat.

 

[Nephtys]

The King detects Yashar's reaction to the gold, and becomes more bold with his guest. He steps in closer, trying to act friendly with his new found ally.

"Here, we do not tolerate betrayal of any sort. This is why we are in need of skilled adventurers like yourself. It is our neighbor to the west who has betrayed us all in Thrall. They tried to make a deal with those disciples, and sell us all out to them. As inhabitants of this island, we feel it is our duty to step up and remove those usurpers from the Western Holyland, and fill their slot with more responsible leadership."

Yashar continues with a professional tone.
"It all sounds perfectly reasonable, but I shall need to learn a lot more about the specifics. This is unlikely to be a simple operation. I need the facts in order to formulate a strategy.
Who are these enemies of yours, what are their capabilities and who are their friends? Who do they depend on for trade and what are their relations with their subjects? Who are your allies and what are their resources, and your own? I need maps and statistics, I need to know which targets are of value to our enemies, and which targets are of value to us."

 

[Necro_Kinder]

OOC: Sorry I haven't posted in a while

Munthrek nods in agreement with the rest of the group and walks out of the church. He turns to address them "Well, how shall we get to our destination? Many of us can fly, but I fear that that mode of transportation will take us too long. Slyph, could you teleport us again?"

 

[Darimaus]

OOC: Brother Allard: Whoops. Sorry I posted the wrong name there.

The traveller simply smiles at the pair.

"Well don't you two look amusing. I could have fun with you..."



Lowryllyth begins her interrogation with the dominated stalker. However, the man doesn't respond to the first four questions at all. (OOC: successful int check suggests doing so would be blatantly self destructive).

" I doubt the plans made in Brenno will be successful in any way shape or form. The political situation here involves a need to destroy the disciples paired with increasing threat from out nieghbors. After meeting you I will be staying here and continueing with my day to day duties. "



The King shakes his head slightly at Yashar, a hint of a devious smile on his lips.

"Oh, but things will actually be very simple. You see, Thrall is devoting most of its military to an operation directed towrds trapping or defeating a disciple. This will leave them incredably vulnerable, and thats when we intend to strike."

 

[Shayuri]

"Brenno," Lily repeats, then shrugs. "I suppose we'd better get directions."

She looks at the others and asks, "Maybe we should split up for that. Gather back here in an hour."

(assuming the others agree, I suggest Gather Info rolls perhaps.)

 

[Brother Allard]

The traveller simply smiles at the pair.

"Well don't you two look amusing. I could have fun with you..."

Morrigan's sneer slowly morphs into an outright frown. This damnable island is full of the strangest people.

"Fun?" he asks, still trying to wrap his mind around the concept. "What in the nine hells are you blathering about?"

Taibhse continues circling, his gaze never wavering from the stranger's hands.

OOC: What does this person look like? Morrigan will ready an action for time stop should this person make any aggressive moves.

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Obsidian & Granite

Obsidian tirelessly continues to trade blows with the like minded Dwarf. Recognizing that the Dwarf has a similar thirst for battle, it quickly dawns on Obsidian that this battle is no long contest of strength but of wills. What does happen when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object? One is about to find out.

OOC: Since both would appear to have Deathless Frenzy it now becomes a matter of who‘s Frenzy will expire first and how many hit points will one have when that happens. No sense in rolling dice for now. Since Obsidian is not the most tactical fighter out of the bunch he does not know any other tactic besides smack – smack – smack – hopefully dead, if not – smack – smack – smack some more. So unless I am missing something (which I know I am) and the Dwarf does not heal himself before his Frenzy expires, Obsidian should come out on top. Given that Obsidian continues to heal himself ~100 hit points every round without Power Attack. If Obsidian’s total hit points become < 100 and his damage received is greater than damage healed he will increase PA accordingly in order to restore the balance. Obsidian’s Frenzy will last for 14 more rounds and he can Frenzy four more times during the day.

 

[Darimaus]

Obsidian and the Dwarf remain locked in their epic confrontation and for a course of a minute and a half they hack at each other unrelentingly. Obsidian notes that the dwarf has somehow become stringer than he is, his blows dealing tremendous damage to the consrtuct after a while, his healing unable to keep up with it after awhile, but his fury is unrelenting and he keeps swinging his old friend, confident his opponent will fall. Suddenly, his opponent switched tactics, and the Dwarf bats Granite out of Obsidian's iron grip, impaling the weapon on the mountain some two hundred feet away. It is at that moment, a huge surge of magical energy washes over him, and the Dwarf is reborn, all his injuries purged, and his rage satiated.

"Well no, ain't ya an interesting fellow. I think we can talk."



OOC: Shayuri, I'm gonna give that you guys are able to find decent enough information to teleport to, or travel to Brenno.



Morrigan surveys his opponent, a skinny being wearing dark red clothes that seemed to be poorly died, his hair a bright blond, his facial features sharp and eerie, his eyes a distant look to them in pools of dark red. All in all a particularily unnerving man. The smell of death is no stranger to Morrigan, but it takes him a moment to connect it with the poor "dying" job on the strangers clothing. Whoever stood before him was a killer. That much he knew.

He looks to Morrigan with a curious frown in response to the adventurer's retort.

"Don't you understand the concept of fun? What an intriging being. I could just eat you up!"

He then gives Morrigan the creepiest smile he has EVER seen.

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Obsidian & Granite

OOC: 'I' had a feeling something like that was going to happen, however Obsidian probably did not.

Though Victory was not obtained through death, Obsidian knows well enough that Victory does show itself in many different forms. Satisfied that he has completed the Dwarf’s challenge and has obtained Victory for now. He quickly finds the inner calm within himself and releases the frenzy that once so comfortably consumed him. The large hellish living construct eyes the Dwarf intensely and responds by saying, “Begin, were do we?”