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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Darimaus" data-source="post: 3491046" data-attributes="member: 50345">OOC: Nephtys, I apologize for the way things are going. But to be honest, you are going to need to understand that Yashar, as well as ALL the other PCs, are sort of out of their element here. I'll give this to you as an intelligence check based on the way the dragon has been acting towards you. You are not the first group of powerful PCs to set foot on this island. People like you have become a comminality in this world, which is completely detached from the outside. As such, I was kind of hoping you would give the dragon a reason to forge an alliance with you, rather than assuming merely your presence was all it would take to awe the CR 26 creature. If you want your character to be treaty properly by the denizens, you are going to have to do something to stand out. Just a suggestion.Yashar takes off back towards the swamp in order to regain his bearings. Once he has his location and direction firmly set in his mind, he continues on his journey to Thrall. As he continues on, the swamp begins to dissappear, and gives way to another grassy plains. He immediatly spots a group of men on horses, who appear to notice him as well and begin travelling in his general direction.OOC: I apologize to those currently on the wrecked boats, I was hoping to get a little further with the old man before the rest of the party makes it there, but I suppose now is a good time to pick things up again. Guided by Lowyllyth's directions, the group of wrecked shipgoers manage to get themselves to where their rescue ship awaited. After they all manage to climb aboard, the old man points to the sky and makes a declaration to the world, "Off to No Man's Land!!!" The ship shudders suddenly, and takes off at a tremendous speed, similar to the way the fleet of boats was travelling earlier. "We should make port in no time, my new found friends. While we wait, can I interest any of you in some tea?" As Obsidian begins to walk away, an evil feminine voice rings through his and the dragon's heads. "Why hello dragon!!! Would you like to come play with me again? Te he he he. You can even bring your friend. I am in such need of some good fun." The dragon looks off to the mountain angrily. "Wench!" He then takes flight and begins to head to the source of the voice.The group of five soldiers begin to walk towards Whin and his companion, though a pair of them break away to talk to an old wizard who points out the direction that Grift went in. After words are exchanged, they jog to rejoin the main group pushing their way through the crowd of people gathering in a ring around the adventurers. The armored mage stops for a moment, whispers some words to himself. Then they continue towards their goal. "Halt! Our lord demands an audience with you!" As the mage speaks, a gust of wind and a shadow rush across the market, a bronze dragon flying by over the rooftops in the direction of Grift.</blockquote>

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