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<blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 4641911" data-attributes="member: 2323"><p><strong>[PLAIN][Realms #463] Ship Ahoy![/PLAIN]</strong></p><p></p><p>"Let's rest for a while, anyway," Saelus suggested. "I could use some time to look over this book and heal up a bit." He stretched out as much as the limited space would allow. Noxin huffed and looked at some of the green vines growing from his open wounds.</p><p></p><p>"I guess," he said and wrapped the vine around his finger and then yanked it out of his body. It came free with a sucking sound and revealed about half a foot of blood-slicked roots. "Ow!" the half-giant grunted and cast the thing into the void, disgusted.</p><p></p><p>"I don't think that's such a good idea," Morier said. In fact, he KNEW it wasn't... somehow. Noxin glanced down at him and nodded.</p><p></p><p>"Yeah," he admitted and looked critically at the bleeding rent near his elbow where the plant had taken root. Morier approached with his hands open and spread wide unconsciously mimicking the way he'd seen Malcolm approach wounded animals years before.</p><p></p><p>"Let me have a look," he said, his voice throaty and distant, his eyes glittering like rubies in the strange silver light of the Astral Plane. Noxin could see that same red glow pulsing from beneath the albino's chain shirt, but as Morier laid his hands on the half-giant's arm, that glow turned to a deep green. Jade fire crackled around his hands and played across Noxin's wounded arm. The barbarian jerked the limb away so violently that he almost sent himself tumbling backward off their little piece of solid ground.</p><p></p><p>"What did you do?" he demanded, glaring down at the pale elf. He hadn't been hurt by the discharge of energy, but you couldn't be too careful when it came to magic. That was a lesson he'd learned a long time ago.</p><p></p><p>"I don't know," Morier said, nonplussed. He looked at his hands and then up at Noxin's fierce visage. "I just... sensed... that I could heal you."</p><p></p><p>"Heal me?" the half-giant barked and then looked at his arm. As he watched the wound there was closing seemingly of its own accord. He noticed too that his ribs, which had been paining him since the hit he'd taken from the elemental, were growing less and less bothersome by the second. He grinned and said, "Huh!"</p><p></p><p>"Is this the work of the gem?" Saelus asked as he watched Noxin's injuries slowly correct themselves. Morier pressed a hand to his chest again and considered.</p><p></p><p>"I think so," he said. "I mean I guess it is." Saelus nodded and turned to face the eldritch warrior.</p><p></p><p>"Then the next logical question is: can you do it again?" he asked, indicating his own injuries with a wry smile.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>After Morier used his new-found ability to heal both his companions to full health he returned to Huzair's <em>Valiant Vessel</em> bag and Saelus buried his nose in his new spellbook. Noxin put on the pair of goggles he kept perched on his broad forehead. Then he went back to his vigil, scanning all around for any sign of anything.</p><p></p><p>Anything at all.</p><p></p><p>And for a time there was silence.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>At last, Noxin could bear it no longer and sighed expansively.</p><p></p><p>"I say her body's got to be around here, and it's got to be huge," he told the others. "I say we start sniffing around, asking sly questions about dead gods, etc." Morier looked up from a piece of parchment he was perusing and angled his head at the Colonel.</p><p></p><p>"It seems as though Saelus is the 'information guy' here," he said. "We'll let him see what he can find out."</p><p></p><p>"We still have to come up with the right questions in the right circumstances," the mage said, glancing up from his book. Noxin sighed again.</p><p></p><p>"Didn't you meet some dead god doctor or something?" the barbarian asked. "Huzair mentioned him while we were resting. Couldn't we just use his research as a cover story?"</p><p></p><p>"We do want to ask it subtly, as we don't want to let our opponents find out how far we have gone, and/or have yet to go," Saelus explained, bookmarking his spellbook with a finger and turning his green eyes on the half-giant. "I have no knowledge of that doctor type you describe, so I can only guess, and I dislike guessing in such topics. In my experience, it's not healthy to do so."</p><p></p><p>"Yeah. Well sittin' here ain't exactly increasing our chances of-" Noxin began but stopped as a new voice spoke from nearby.</p><p></p><p>"Oh, hello," it said cheerfully. "Are we there?"</p><p></p><p>Morier stood, holding what looked like a stone tablet in two hands. "No," he said to the tablet. "I'm afraid we ran into a little unexpected trouble."</p><p></p><p>"Morier?" Saelus asked, cautiously and the albino turned the tablet around. A wizened stone face was worked into the other side of the plaque, with an intricately carved beard and eyes that seemed to twinkle with intelligence despite being made of stone.</p><p></p><p>"Saelus... Noxin... Let me introduce Grandfather Plaque," Morier said. "He's been languishing in the <em>Handy Haversack</em> for... Gods! How long has it been?"</p><p></p><p>"There's no point in asking me," Grandfather Plaque answered, a smile touching his stony lips. "Time means little to one such as me."</p><p></p><p>"Fascinating!" Saelus said. "You're a guardian construct, correct?"</p><p></p><p>"Correct," Grandfather Plaque said, swiveling his eyes around to look at the wizard. "I specialize in guarding doors."</p><p></p><p>"Well there ain't a lot of doors around here just now," Noxin grumbled, removing his <em>Eyes of the Eagle</em>.</p><p></p><p>"No, I don't believe there are," he said. "Umm... Where... are we, exactly?" Morier handed the talking face over to Noxin.</p><p></p><p>"Why don't you explain it to him while Saelus rests?" Morier suggested and Noxin looked from the albino to the stone face and back again. Then he shrugged and turned his broad back on the others.</p><p></p><p>"Well, let's see... I was born in a little place called Red Cave," Noxin began and his tale stretched on for some time. Grandfather Plaque listened attentively, asking questions (mostly about various doors) when he was confused and eventually Noxin reached the point where Morier pulled the construct from Huzair's <em>Haversack</em>. By then, Saelus had studied the spellbook to his satisfaction and Morier had finished for the time being going through the items that Huzair had left behind.</p><p></p><p>"Can we all agree that we can't sit here, doin' nothin'?" Noxin complained. "Let's just pick a direction and start floating."</p><p></p><p>"Oh, that should be interesting," Grandfather Plaque mused. "I've never floated before."</p><p></p><p>"I'm ready," Morier said, looking at Saelus. The wizard nodded back.</p><p></p><p>"Let's float that way," the Colonel suggested pointing in a more or less random direction and began floating that way. The others followed.</p><p></p><p>"Oh, what fun!" Grandfather Plaque chuckled merrily.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>He was wrong, of course.</p><p></p><p>The journey wasn't fun at all.</p><p></p><p>What it was was boring.</p><p></p><p>Very boring.</p><p></p><p>Right up until they spotted the ship.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>It was Noxin who saw it first, thanks to his magical goggles, and he called it a ship because it was obviously a vessel of some kind. It wasn't like any ship that any of them had ever seen before, however. It looked a bit like an insect or giant spider, with four leg-like projections at the fore of the vessel that curved forward - at the same time graceful and deadly in their aspect. Behind those bladed projections bulged a large "pod" along which were visible numerous round windows. As it glided silently toward them they could see at least three weapons that looked a bit like ballistae mounted on the ship's hull.</p><p></p><p>"Guys... Hold for a turn," the half-giant called gripping his goggles with both hands as if doing so might improve the image. "I am seeing a monstrous ship ahead." He pointed and offered the goggles to Morier and Saelus in turn.</p><p></p><p>"These glasses should give us an edge, so hopefully they have not seen us," the barbarian said hopefully. "I would say we form up, you two behind me, and let this thing pass. We could try and maintain our distance from it, and then move on."</p><p></p><p>A hatch amidst the long projections on the ship was open and lit from within. Silhouetted there were several ready shapes, so big that they dwarfed even Noxin. Saelus peered at them through the goggles and blanched.</p><p></p><p>"Those are umber hulks!" he said, alarmed.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jon Potter, post: 4641911, member: 2323"] [b][PLAIN][Realms #463] Ship Ahoy![/PLAIN][/b] "Let's rest for a while, anyway," Saelus suggested. "I could use some time to look over this book and heal up a bit." He stretched out as much as the limited space would allow. Noxin huffed and looked at some of the green vines growing from his open wounds. "I guess," he said and wrapped the vine around his finger and then yanked it out of his body. It came free with a sucking sound and revealed about half a foot of blood-slicked roots. "Ow!" the half-giant grunted and cast the thing into the void, disgusted. "I don't think that's such a good idea," Morier said. In fact, he KNEW it wasn't... somehow. Noxin glanced down at him and nodded. "Yeah," he admitted and looked critically at the bleeding rent near his elbow where the plant had taken root. Morier approached with his hands open and spread wide unconsciously mimicking the way he'd seen Malcolm approach wounded animals years before. "Let me have a look," he said, his voice throaty and distant, his eyes glittering like rubies in the strange silver light of the Astral Plane. Noxin could see that same red glow pulsing from beneath the albino's chain shirt, but as Morier laid his hands on the half-giant's arm, that glow turned to a deep green. Jade fire crackled around his hands and played across Noxin's wounded arm. The barbarian jerked the limb away so violently that he almost sent himself tumbling backward off their little piece of solid ground. "What did you do?" he demanded, glaring down at the pale elf. He hadn't been hurt by the discharge of energy, but you couldn't be too careful when it came to magic. That was a lesson he'd learned a long time ago. "I don't know," Morier said, nonplussed. He looked at his hands and then up at Noxin's fierce visage. "I just... sensed... that I could heal you." "Heal me?" the half-giant barked and then looked at his arm. As he watched the wound there was closing seemingly of its own accord. He noticed too that his ribs, which had been paining him since the hit he'd taken from the elemental, were growing less and less bothersome by the second. He grinned and said, "Huh!" "Is this the work of the gem?" Saelus asked as he watched Noxin's injuries slowly correct themselves. Morier pressed a hand to his chest again and considered. "I think so," he said. "I mean I guess it is." Saelus nodded and turned to face the eldritch warrior. "Then the next logical question is: can you do it again?" he asked, indicating his own injuries with a wry smile. After Morier used his new-found ability to heal both his companions to full health he returned to Huzair's [i]Valiant Vessel[/i] bag and Saelus buried his nose in his new spellbook. Noxin put on the pair of goggles he kept perched on his broad forehead. Then he went back to his vigil, scanning all around for any sign of anything. Anything at all. And for a time there was silence. At last, Noxin could bear it no longer and sighed expansively. "I say her body's got to be around here, and it's got to be huge," he told the others. "I say we start sniffing around, asking sly questions about dead gods, etc." Morier looked up from a piece of parchment he was perusing and angled his head at the Colonel. "It seems as though Saelus is the 'information guy' here," he said. "We'll let him see what he can find out." "We still have to come up with the right questions in the right circumstances," the mage said, glancing up from his book. Noxin sighed again. "Didn't you meet some dead god doctor or something?" the barbarian asked. "Huzair mentioned him while we were resting. Couldn't we just use his research as a cover story?" "We do want to ask it subtly, as we don't want to let our opponents find out how far we have gone, and/or have yet to go," Saelus explained, bookmarking his spellbook with a finger and turning his green eyes on the half-giant. "I have no knowledge of that doctor type you describe, so I can only guess, and I dislike guessing in such topics. In my experience, it's not healthy to do so." "Yeah. Well sittin' here ain't exactly increasing our chances of-" Noxin began but stopped as a new voice spoke from nearby. "Oh, hello," it said cheerfully. "Are we there?" Morier stood, holding what looked like a stone tablet in two hands. "No," he said to the tablet. "I'm afraid we ran into a little unexpected trouble." "Morier?" Saelus asked, cautiously and the albino turned the tablet around. A wizened stone face was worked into the other side of the plaque, with an intricately carved beard and eyes that seemed to twinkle with intelligence despite being made of stone. "Saelus... Noxin... Let me introduce Grandfather Plaque," Morier said. "He's been languishing in the [i]Handy Haversack[/i] for... Gods! How long has it been?" "There's no point in asking me," Grandfather Plaque answered, a smile touching his stony lips. "Time means little to one such as me." "Fascinating!" Saelus said. "You're a guardian construct, correct?" "Correct," Grandfather Plaque said, swiveling his eyes around to look at the wizard. "I specialize in guarding doors." "Well there ain't a lot of doors around here just now," Noxin grumbled, removing his [i]Eyes of the Eagle[/i]. "No, I don't believe there are," he said. "Umm... Where... are we, exactly?" Morier handed the talking face over to Noxin. "Why don't you explain it to him while Saelus rests?" Morier suggested and Noxin looked from the albino to the stone face and back again. Then he shrugged and turned his broad back on the others. "Well, let's see... I was born in a little place called Red Cave," Noxin began and his tale stretched on for some time. Grandfather Plaque listened attentively, asking questions (mostly about various doors) when he was confused and eventually Noxin reached the point where Morier pulled the construct from Huzair's [i]Haversack[/i]. By then, Saelus had studied the spellbook to his satisfaction and Morier had finished for the time being going through the items that Huzair had left behind. "Can we all agree that we can't sit here, doin' nothin'?" Noxin complained. "Let's just pick a direction and start floating." "Oh, that should be interesting," Grandfather Plaque mused. "I've never floated before." "I'm ready," Morier said, looking at Saelus. The wizard nodded back. "Let's float that way," the Colonel suggested pointing in a more or less random direction and began floating that way. The others followed. "Oh, what fun!" Grandfather Plaque chuckled merrily. He was wrong, of course. The journey wasn't fun at all. What it was was boring. Very boring. Right up until they spotted the ship. It was Noxin who saw it first, thanks to his magical goggles, and he called it a ship because it was obviously a vessel of some kind. It wasn't like any ship that any of them had ever seen before, however. It looked a bit like an insect or giant spider, with four leg-like projections at the fore of the vessel that curved forward - at the same time graceful and deadly in their aspect. Behind those bladed projections bulged a large "pod" along which were visible numerous round windows. As it glided silently toward them they could see at least three weapons that looked a bit like ballistae mounted on the ship's hull. "Guys... Hold for a turn," the half-giant called gripping his goggles with both hands as if doing so might improve the image. "I am seeing a monstrous ship ahead." He pointed and offered the goggles to Morier and Saelus in turn. "These glasses should give us an edge, so hopefully they have not seen us," the barbarian said hopefully. "I would say we form up, you two behind me, and let this thing pass. We could try and maintain our distance from it, and then move on." A hatch amidst the long projections on the ship was open and lit from within. Silhouetted there were several ready shapes, so big that they dwarfed even Noxin. Saelus peered at them through the goggles and blanched. "Those are umber hulks!" he said, alarmed. [/QUOTE]
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