No Man's Land (IC)

[Shayuri]

"The monk's right," Thorn comments. "We know where to go from here. Lets get going. I can teleport ahead with up to three people. Who's with me?"

 

[Jemal]

Whin gets back to his feet, cleaning himself off with a Prestidigitation spell. "I'm fine, old friend, and not as crazy as it seems. I've had a sudden flash of insight into what has occured here.. And no, it wasn't just some hallucination. I've a feeling that this man" Whin gestures to the building behind him "Knows much more than he is allowed to say. So he let his cookies do the talking." With a grin, Whin points north "The beast that destroyed the town came from a vortex in the sky, and then went that way, accompanied by a man.. probably a wizard. It was... Awesome... like nothing I'd ever seen. I have a feeling that we're in a bit deeper than I originally thought. They sent thousands of us for a reason, and here we are with four. The Gods know how powerful we truly are, Meekor.. Yet they STILL chose to send hundreds of others. Combined with the run-in we had with that undead Choker..." Whin shakes his head and gathers the group together, pulling out the maps. "I've been given the hint that if we were to complete a certain task in the undead land, that we would be provided with some answers. As the only other lead we currently have is a monster I don't wish to face at the current time, I suggest we do it. I trust nobody has any qualms about killing?" With that, Whin tries to find the nearest illustrated Teleport Point to their destination town (the hold-out where we're supposed to kill the lord).

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BTW, has the psionic lady that was with us resurfaced, or did she dissapear when the thing attacked, too?
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[Necro_Kinder]

"I agree we should be moving on. Thorn, you should teleport those who cannot fly. Me and Tekumo shall fly ourselves. With luck we shall not be delayed." With that Tekumo walks into the street and polymorphs back to his normal form. Munthrek climbs onto his saddle, and Tekumo leaps into the air. "Farewell Friends, Luck be with you. We shall make as much haste as possible"

[sblock=OOC]This is assuming there is enough room for a large size dragon in the street and no one objects to this. If there is not enough space in front of the church, they will move elsewhere so he can fit.

Also, me flying by myself should not be a porblem. Lowryllyth and Slyvie can also fly, and Thorn can teleport Jareel and Eoin. I beleive that is all who was with us?[/sblock]

 

[Darimaus]

OOC: Bloodweaver1: I hope you guys keep on going with this customization of your homelands thing. I think it would be really cool if you guys created your own world to go back to once this is all over.

"Well laddy, you just know that we are with ya every step o the way. When one crosses blades with a chap, he instinctivly knows if his motives are pure. And you are a bloomin crystal."




Alex leans in close to Morrigan, his voice a raspy whisper, though still quivering with an eerie excitement mixed with pride.

"Do you want to see it? My latest masterpiece?"



Whin manages to locate two seperate points on the map with decent distance to their objective. One is in its southern neighbor, near the border. The other is closer, but right smack dab in the middle of undead country.



As Jareel, Thorn, and the rest of their companions discuss proper locomotion, a sign catches
Tekumo's wandering attention. A street sign saying "to Brenno" is mounted next to a cave wall. When Munthrek is informed, the party stops and investigates the sign. Inside the cave is a large platform, surrounded by railings and filled with seats. While they are all investigating the platfrom for a clue on how it leads to Brenno, Tekumo's curiosity once again wins out as the dragon finds and pulls a switch near the start of the platform. The experience of teleportation is not new to any in the party, though the suddenness caught afew off gaurd. However, once they exited the plaform, streetsigns confirmed they were indeed in Brenno. While the city looked the same as the town they were in previously, a big difference was a huge tower rising up to the roof of the cave.



The King nods his head in acnowledgement of Yashar's request and even goes as far as to summon a personal carriage to transport the adventurer across town.

"When you return, all should be prepared."

 

[Nephtys]

The King nods his head in acnowledgement of Yashar's request and even goes as far as to summon a personal carriage to transport the adventurer across town.

"When you return, all should be prepared."

Yashar bids the king farewell, leaving most of the mountain of gold in his care but taking 250'000 gp with him.
Ordering the driver to take him on a tour of the magic shops of the city he leans back in his oversized seat and ponders the future.

ooc: So what items are available?

 

[Brother Allard]

Alex leans in close to Morrigan, his voice a raspy whisper, though still quivering with an eerie excitement mixed with pride.

"Do you want to see it? My latest masterpiece?"

"We would love to," Morrigan replies, tucking his grisly trophies into his pack. "Is it nearby?"

OOC: still readying that time stop.

 

[Voidrazor]

Lowryllyth continues into the second batch of questions for the Stalker.

" I do know the answers to the questions. I don't meet with my higher up, he meets with me. If the Stalkers can't keep up with someone, nobody else on this island will be able to either... "

Lowryllyth storms out as she receives sense impressions from Slave that her group is scattering. She is relieved to catch up with them at the strange teleportal.

On the other side, she wastes no time, immediately leading the others towards the great tower. The 'steward' speaks with a prickly tone, rather different from the earlier velvet, "The church is most likely the central tower, but we can verify that with locals while en-route."

L. does verify that the tower is in fact their destination, and adjusts route if the church is actually elswhere. But she desn't tarry long with such 'peasants'. While walking she'll send a telepathic command to the Stalker to continue his duties but avoid the other villagers. She'll keep a mental eye on the sense impressions from him so she can return immediately if his master arrives.

OOC: Sorry to delay things while interrogating the Stalker.

 

[Rathan]

"Wells.... which ones you think we should tele-port to Whins?... I myself have no problems withs the undead.. as you so wells saw... I say we move to the once closest... but I dunno about the rest of yous.. I'll go to the one nears the border if you alls don't wanna risk the more directs approach" the little goblin utters.. his wisdom showing a bit more to the rest gathered with he and Whin now than before....

 

[Shayuri]

Thorn nods. "This church seems big enough and important enough to have that kind of temple. At any rate, it's a good place to start."

She shifts to an easygoing jog, keeping pace with the others that are heading towards the central spire. So the church was planning something...some kind of ambush or surprise intended to take this being down. She had her doubts. If he could destroy cities, he was a powerful force indeed. Still, the church had to have SOME information about him if it had any belief at all that this plan might work...

Some was better than none.

 

[Jemal]

Whin nods along with Meekor's ideas, silently agreeing that the direct approach seemed best in this case.. So long as there were no more of those blasted AntiMagic fields, at least.. But he waited to hear what the Grift and Therin would say while pondering the cookies... They HAD been very tasty.. he'd never had something like them before, but he didn't know if eating another would cause another 'vision', or what.