Planes to Shape, Secrets to Keep... (Dromus)

Cagthail takes a swing of the grog while waiting for Adinal to speak.

ooc: I'll take the amulet if you send it my way... ;)
 

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Continuing to grin like a lunatic, the man whispers further, "I wish we had more time to consider our options, but that last incident leads me to believe I may be under surveillance. I do not know how many of my other guises may be compromised. For all I know 'Bart' here", he indicates himself with a wildly gesturing thumb, "may already be lost. The sheer amount of time I spent building him up..." he sighs. "But to more important matters. If we must decide, then let us decide now. I am in favor of a trip to Kelluna to visit the mad seer. In my short life, I have learned one thing. You can always trust a madman."
 

"We have to begin somewhere and I can't say why it couldn't be in Kelluna with the mad seer as well as anything else we discussed earlier," Illira says. "I am ready to follow you, Mr. Bart," she continues smiling ever so slightly at the thought of Adinal's new alter ego while watching how the others react to the prospect of going to Kelluna.
 


Ah, that reminds me.

Cagthail: [sblock]The bizarre acrid-sweet smell intensifies almost to the point of disgust as you raise the mug to your lips. You take a swallow, and almost retch from the flavor. There's alcohol in there somewhere, all right, but it's dominated by another taste entirely. You find it hard to buy that this is a popular drink here; it's disgusting! After you put the mug down, though, you notice something's changed. The colors in room seem brighter, the sounds have taken on a hard edge, and the voices of your companions ring strangely, as though coming out of a deep well. Shadows of unearthly colors spring into your peripheral vision just long enough for you to notice them before fading away. After just a few moments, the strange effect goes away.[/sblock]
 

"Wou," Cagthail blinks twice after drinking the grog, glares suspiciously into his mug, and puts it away on the table. Then his mind seems to catch up on the conversation, letting him respond, "Yeah, how do we get there?"

After speaking, he habitually picks the mug back up again and takes another drink, then blinks again in surprise and puts it back down with a muttered "damn."
 


Kelluna...this will be fun. But then again, madmen always are.

Feiran is looking fairly smug at this point, but she quickly smooths her face to a more...neutral expression.

She begins to speak in hushed tones to the party:So, I'm hearing Kelluna? I have no objections to any of the options I mentioned. However, I feel it behooves me to caution you one last time. This is an epic undertaking, not to be embarked upon lightly. I really have no idea what conditions the Mad Proxy will extract from us. So I guess we should be prepared for anything. But it shall surely prove...more than a little fun.
 

Mad Hatter said:
Kelluna...this will be fun. But then again, madmen always are.

Feiran is looking fairly smug at this point, but she quickly smooths her face to a more...neutral expression.

She begins to speak in hushed tones to the party:So, I'm hearing Kelluna? I have no objections to any of the options I mentioned. However, I feel it behooves me to caution you one last time. This is an epic undertaking, not to be embarked upon lightly. I really have no idea what conditions the Mad Proxy will extract from us. So I guess we should be prepared for anything. But it shall surely prove...more than a little fun.
"What kind of conditions? Interesting ones of course! Where's your sense of adventure?" Narine asks with a saucy smile. "So, when do we leave? Tonight or tomorrow?"
 

Cagthail: [sblock]When you take the second sip of the grog, you get the same sensation again, but there is an accompanying feeling of power that comes along with it. While it lasts, you feel a warmth inside that seems to whisper promises of victory and power to you.[/sblock]

You are all well aware that getting to Kelluna is relatively simply matter of heading to Khorvaire's Square and using the great portal there. Well, that's the easy way, at least... There are some less direct ways, of course.

You also spot the pirate wench headed your way with a scroll that (you assume) holds the menu. She seems determined to take your order, as some of the guests are starting to toss you weird glances for some reason.

Adinal: [sblock]You have no idea what this green stuff is. It doesn't remind you of any Droman drinks, and you spend an inordinate amount of time in bars.[/sblock]

If anyone would like to make any checks or ask any (OOC or IC) questions, now's the time! In particular, Narine might want to see what she can dredge up on this "mad Proxy," Zaerlklemnvis the Misbegotten.
 

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