S@squ@tch's Against the Giants - Team Black

[drothgery]

As someone brings up House Sivis Voadam says "Does anyone know where their house representatives are in the city? I'd like to verify this note before leaving without the gnome. It should not take much time to do so."

"I can take care of this." Sanne volunteers.

Voadam looks to the side a little then nods once in acknowledgement and thinks for a moment with his hand upon his bearded chin as he ponders. He reaches down and pulls out a piece of parchment and quill from his backpack and places them on the breakfast table. Reaching in again he pulls out an inkwell and dips the quill into the well and scratches out a note. He passes the parchment to Sanne with a pleasant smile.

The parchment for Sanne:
[sblock]the note says "Do you bear magics that create an invisible disk of force or point of light behind you that follows you around? If not, shake your head no."[/sblock]

Sanne shakes her head. What could that possibly be?

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Which giants? Do you know which type and tribes he was speaking of?"

Morika shrugs with maddening casualness. "It never came up, but I could find out soon enough. He said he was in the market often."

 

[Voadam]

Voadam nods in response to Sanne then says "Hold a moment, I've got a scroll I wish to examine before you are off. This will take just a minute." Voadam draws out another piece of parchment, places it on the table and begins to cast a spell then he begins to concentrate and focus after the spell is cast.

DM[sblock]detect magic and he begins to sift through the various auras in the room for power level and school, particularly around Sanne and Thanor but also upon the various persons of the party and look for unknown sources such as Ipshivi and possibly other invisible sources. Spellcraft +13 to determine school of magical sources. I suspect the aura near Sanne will be divination but we will see.[/sblock]

 

[s@squ@tch]

[sblock=Voadam]

As you recite the familar incantation for your cantrip, you begin to look around the room.

After a half minute, you have swept the room for magical sources, and have not been surprised by some of the results -- on Thanor, you notice many abjurative magicks, likewise, you've picked up many similiar magical aura's on the rest of your companions. Although you have not 'seen' Ipshivi this morning, the presence of several strong enchantments sitting on a bench behind you seems to be where she is at the moment.

As you look towards Sanne, you now notice a magic aura behind her, as you concentrate upon it, it appears to be from the school of divination, further study shows that it a strong aura.

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[Voadam]

"Ah yes. I thought so. Take this with you once I put my mark on it." Voadam writes a note on the parchment. Voadam gets up and goes over to an apparently empty chair and holds out the note to read it one last time before bringing it over to Sanne "If you would check that out while the rest of us follow up on this giant druid issue. Probably best not to go alone though with illithids running around."


Ipshi and Sanne[sblock] the note says "You are being scryed upon by strong divination magic. We follow in case of ambush. Ipshi will be close by you."[/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

Aeranduil waits to move out.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Thanor, yer coming with me, right? Let's move out, I'll see the rest of you lot sometime later if there's food," Morika says with a grunt as she shoulders the rest of her stuff. Thusly prepared, she will head out to the markets, eyes peeled for the giant druid she saw yesterday. The fact that she didn't have his name or his family's name was irrelevant; she was sure she'd find him eventually. Stormreach just wasn't that big, and how many relatively friendly giant druids could there be?

 

[Redclaw]

Thanor shrugs and hefts his shield onto his back. I'm not doin' anythen else, so I'll follow ye. Although talkin' to a giant seems a bit daft ta me. He nods to the others as he leaves, still trying to find the owner of the other voice he remembers hearing last night.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"He's no ordinary giant. Druid, like me. Not your average murderin' brute, or I wouldn't 'a talked to 'im," Morika says, not unsympathetic to the dwarf's unease.

 

[drothgery]

"All right then," Sanne says. "See you in a bit."

And hopefully, while I am gone my friends will figure out some means of dealing with this most unwelcome trailer. There is one thing I could try, but it would take time, and I have never been all that confident with the arcane. I know what I need to pilot an airship, little more.