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<blockquote data-quote="Sagiro" data-source="post: 4872595" data-attributes="member: 726"><p><em><strong>Sagiro’s Story Hour, Part 292</strong></em></p><p><strong><em>Regarding Praska</em></strong></p><p></p><p>A sickly green mist hangs in the air, all that is left of the departed Null Shadows. Morningstar sits down heavily against a wall and thinks hard about the voice she heard in the <em>thought capture</em>. It was female, she’s almost certain, and vaguely familiar. </p><p></p><p>Kibi has his own method of getting information in this kind of environment. Putting his grief and guilt out of his mind, he casts <em>stone tell</em> on the wall of the cauldron room. A consciousness forms in the rocks and speaks ponderously into Kibi's mind.</p><p></p><p>“Kibilhathur.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh!” The dwarf wasn't expecting immediate familiarity. “You know my name!”</p><p></p><p>“All the stones know your name.”</p><p></p><p>Kibi blushes beneath his beard. “I hope you don’t think of me poorly.”</p><p></p><p>“No, of course not.”</p><p></p><p>“I’d like to ask you some questions that are very important to us.”</p><p></p><p>“Speak, then,” says the stone.</p><p></p><p>“Somebody gouged holes in you,” says Kibi, “and vile Null Shadows poured out of them. Can you tell me anything about who did this?”</p><p></p><p>“I have been here for an entire lifespan of those things,” answers the stone of the wall. Its voice is deep and lugubrious. “My body lay empty when it was built, and then many people came, chanting, singing, and drawing circles upon my face. They brought in a metal vessel and set it down. They chiseled symbols into my skin. The chanting continued, and things were placed into the vessel. Then this entire space, my being, what you call a room, was filled with a strange shadow-stuff, a terrible thing that leeched away my substance, my solidity, and replaced it with vapors and nothingness.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s terrible!” says Kibi, with genuine feeling.</p><p></p><p>“People would come back from time to time and chant over the vessel,” continues the stone, “and black, smokey creatures would emerge. The chanters caused these things to go into small containers, and then departed. </p><p></p><p>“Then four people came, one shorter than the others who had become before, and THEY chanted over the cauldron. They smashed the walls, to obscure the symbols once carved there. Vaporous creatures again emerged, but these were made to recede into my body, into the holes they had made, and to the spaces beyond. They took the vessel, and the horrible nothingness departed, and I was left alone, until today.”</p><p></p><p>“Are there more vapors?” asks Kibi.</p><p></p><p>“No. They have all emerged to assault you.”</p><p></p><p>“Can you describe the four people?” presses Kibi. “Did one of them wear robes?”</p><p></p><p>“It is hard for us to distinguish, but their heights were clear. Three tall, one short. Slightly taller than you.” </p><p></p><p>“Do you know what they were wearing?</p><p></p><p>“Wearing? I do not understand. There is rock, and non-rock, and they were non-rocks.”</p><p></p><p>“Did they say anything about where they were going?” asks Kibi.</p><p></p><p>“No,” answers the rock. “They were chanting. The short one made a strange sound. It sounded like: 'Ha ha ha ha ha!' as it put the shadow things into the walls.”</p><p></p><p>The stone's rendition of evil cackling would be funnier if Aravis's corpse wasn't sprawled nearby.</p><p></p><p>“Is there anything I can do to make you feel whole again?” asks Kibi.</p><p></p><p>“I enjoy these walls that you have made to join me,” answers the stone, referring to the <em>wall of stone</em> that Kibi cast during the battle. And with that, the interview comes to an end. Kibi relays his conversation to the rest of the Company.</p><p></p><p>“Stersa and Meledien were both tall,” says Kibi, while the others ponder the new information. </p><p></p><p>A couple of minutes later the color drains from Dranko's face. <em>And one short</em>. “Oh, no. Morningstar, the voice you heard in your <em>thought capture.</em> Did it sound like Praska?</p><p></p><p>Morningstar thinks for a second. “Yes! I knew it seemed familiar.”</p><p></p><p>“Argh!” Dranko lets out a howl of anger. The last any of them had heard, Praska was a happy priestess living at the Temple of Delioch in Hae Charagan.</p><p></p><p>Morningstar goes to Aravis and casts <em>gentle repose</em> as Pewter continues his sad meowing. </p><p></p><p>“Don't worry Pewter,” she says. “I'll bring him back.”</p><p></p><p></p><p>* *</p><p></p><p></p><p>The Company spends a few minutes talking through what they know about Praska. She had once been kidnapped by Mokad and then released, and ever since has been a faithful priestess at the Temple to Delioch in the capital city. Califax had warned the Company not to trust her, and that warning had prompted the High Priest Tomnic to oversee a battery of divinations cast upon her. Nothing had turned up as abnormal or suspicious, and so it seemed that Califax's waning had been unfounded. By all reports she has been as spunky, smart, excited and hard-working as ever. And still at the temple, as far as they know.</p><p></p><p>Edghar, Grey Wolf's little monkey familiar, looks with sympathy on Aravis's body. </p><p></p><p>“Don't die,” he says to Grey Wolf. The spellsword says nothing but scratches the monkey's head with affection.</p><p></p><p>They carry Aravis's body up and out of the evil basement of the Cosnor estate. His face is completely disfigured by the black smears from the Null Shadows, and from certain angles his facial features appear to be missing. </p><p></p><p>Like most places in Kallor, the manor house has a small shrine to Ell, though it went long unused while the place was co-opted by the Black Circle. Morningstar uses it to cast <em>commune</em>. </p><p></p><p><em>When we try to resurrect Aravis, will some person or spiritual force attempt to hinder us?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Does Aravis want to return to the living?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Was Praska responsible for this?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Was Praska involved in this?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is Praska a girl?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Can you detect Praska?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>I detected Praska’s thoughts before we were attacked. Was that a trick?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>PROBABLY</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Are you aware of who set the trap?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is Praska still under the influence of the Black Circle?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Can you detect where the missing Cauldron is?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is it in Charagan?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is it in Kallor?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is it in Lanei?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>If Praska were being shielded from divination, would you be able to tell?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>POSSIBLY</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is the cauldron on the western half of Lanei?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is the cauldron in Hae Charagan?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>YES</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Is the Cauldron within the grounds of the Temple of Delioch there?</em></p><p></p><p><strong>NO</strong></p><p></p><p>Morningstar frowns at the surprising and contradictory answers. Dranko opines that the results of those questions can’t be trusted, since Praska is clearly shielded from divinations. Not to mention that by considering the answers as a whole, it provably <em>was</em> Praska who set the trap for them.</p><p></p><p>“I can’t bring back Aravis until tomorrow,” says Morningstar.</p><p></p><p>“Can I cut off his finger and wear it around my neck?” asks Dranko. “Cats would love me!”</p><p></p><p>Only Flicker laughs. </p><p></p><p></p><p>* *</p><p></p><p></p><p>Morningstar visits the High Priestess Rhiavonne at the Temple of Ell, to discuss the casting of <em>true resurrection</em>. </p><p></p><p>“There hasn't been a casting of that miracle in any temple of Ell for at least a century,” the old matriarch tells her. </p><p></p><p>Morningstar sighs. “I really don't want this to turn into a circus. I'm enough of a curiosity already.”</p><p></p><p>“I can arrange to keep the audience limited,” offers Rhiavonne.</p><p></p><p>“Will that make people think me haughty?” asks Morningstar.</p><p></p><p>“Not if they think it's <em>my</em> choice. I could simply invite the various High Priestesses from other temples around Charagan – perhaps half a dozen.</p><p></p><p>“Whatever you think is best,” says Morningstar. “But discrete would be better, since the Black Circle might not know that their trap has been triggered.”</p><p></p><p>“It will be hard to hide the event from all of the local priestesses who make their homes here,” reminds Rhiavonne. “<em>True resurrection</em> can take some hours; there will be gossip, if the main chapel is locked off for the duration.”</p><p></p><p>Morningstar agrees to the reduced headcount, but is nonetheless awed and dismayed at the thought of performing the miracle in front of even a small number of Ellish dignitaries. Dranko is waiting for her outside of Rhiavonne's office.</p><p></p><p>“Did you guys talk at all about your memoirs?” he asks her. “You know, the holy scriptures you're supposed to write?”</p><p></p><p>Morningstar shakes her head, at which point Dranko produces a black leather case with an Ellish symbol on the front. It comes with a silvered goose-quill pen, and a set of custom nibs. </p><p></p><p>“These are for you. Try writing.”</p><p></p><p>She writes, and the magic of the pen not only improves her handwriting, but brings to her mind more elegant grammatical constructions for her thoughts. </p><p></p><p>“Did you make this?” she asks, immensely pleased.</p><p></p><p>“I had it made for you,” admits Dranko. “I thought you’d want to be better remembered for your posterior. Posterity. I mean posterity.”</p><p></p><p></p><p>* *</p><p></p><p>Kibi volunteers for the job of procuring the diamonds needed for the casting of <em>true resurrection</em>. Still feeling guilt over his decision to stay hidden underground while Aravis was in danger, he contributes 10,000 GP of his own personal funds to the expense.</p><p></p><p>The plan is straightforward: Kibi, Dranko, Grey Wolf and Ernie will teleport to Hae Charagan, where they will procure the diamonds and do a <em>locate object</em> sweep of the city for the Cauldron. The others will stay behind with Morningstar while she prepares to bring Aravis back to life. There's a slight hiccup, as Grey Wolf's teleportation goes slightly awry. He was aiming for the common room of tavern he had frequented on his previous visit, and they do end up in a tavern, but it's not the right one. The four of them find themselves surrounded by dozens of seedy, criminal-looking types, patrons of the Happy Harpoon, one one of the most run-down, dangerous waterfront dives in the city. They listen as the conversations die down to nothing. Fifty thugs stare at them, sizing up their wealth and weaponry.</p><p></p><p>“Where are we?” Dranko demands of the crowd.</p><p></p><p>He is met with laughter. With lightning quickness he snaps his whip and yanks a beer mug right out of someone's hand. He catches the mug in midair and takes a quick drink before asking again.</p><p></p><p>“Where are we?”</p><p></p><p>(Morningstar, following the proceedings over the mind-link, looks down at Aravis and says out loud: “you don't want to know.”)</p><p></p><p>Several of the Harpoon's customers get to their feet. A dozen weapons are drawn. Dranko sighs.</p><p></p><p>“We can do this the easy way or the hard way,” he says to the crowd. “The easy way is, you tell us where we are, and we buy a round of drinks for the bar. The hard way is, you try to attack us, and we kill most of you. What's it gonna be?”</p><p></p><p>The tension is palpable. One on the one hand, it's fifty-on-four. On the other hand, those four are armed to the teeth, and did just appear from nowhere. But one of the more far-gone customers at the bar makes the decision for everyone.</p><p></p><p>“Drinks for everyone on the new guys!” he shouts, and with that, all is forgiven. The members of the Company soon learn that they're in the right city but the wrong bar. They leave a pile of coins with the barkeep and make for the exit. </p><p></p><p>The cauldron-finding team has no luck. <em>Veiled</em> as birds, and <em>wind walking</em> in a spiral pattern with <em>locate object</em> cast, they get no hits. Kibi has more success, finding the diamonds he needs. He notes with interest that many of the moneylenders and jewelers have new signs up in the windows indicating that they'll exchange Kivian currency. </p><p></p><p>Their missions over, the group <em>teleports</em> back to Kallor. Next up: new life for Aravis.</p><p></p><p>...to be continued...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sagiro, post: 4872595, member: 726"] [I][b]Sagiro’s Story Hour, Part 292[/b][/I] [b][I]Regarding Praska[/I][/b] A sickly green mist hangs in the air, all that is left of the departed Null Shadows. Morningstar sits down heavily against a wall and thinks hard about the voice she heard in the [i]thought capture[/i]. It was female, she’s almost certain, and vaguely familiar. Kibi has his own method of getting information in this kind of environment. Putting his grief and guilt out of his mind, he casts [i]stone tell[/i] on the wall of the cauldron room. A consciousness forms in the rocks and speaks ponderously into Kibi's mind. “Kibilhathur.” “Oh!” The dwarf wasn't expecting immediate familiarity. “You know my name!” “All the stones know your name.” Kibi blushes beneath his beard. “I hope you don’t think of me poorly.” “No, of course not.” “I’d like to ask you some questions that are very important to us.” “Speak, then,” says the stone. “Somebody gouged holes in you,” says Kibi, “and vile Null Shadows poured out of them. Can you tell me anything about who did this?” “I have been here for an entire lifespan of those things,” answers the stone of the wall. Its voice is deep and lugubrious. “My body lay empty when it was built, and then many people came, chanting, singing, and drawing circles upon my face. They brought in a metal vessel and set it down. They chiseled symbols into my skin. The chanting continued, and things were placed into the vessel. Then this entire space, my being, what you call a room, was filled with a strange shadow-stuff, a terrible thing that leeched away my substance, my solidity, and replaced it with vapors and nothingness.” “That’s terrible!” says Kibi, with genuine feeling. “People would come back from time to time and chant over the vessel,” continues the stone, “and black, smokey creatures would emerge. The chanters caused these things to go into small containers, and then departed. “Then four people came, one shorter than the others who had become before, and THEY chanted over the cauldron. They smashed the walls, to obscure the symbols once carved there. Vaporous creatures again emerged, but these were made to recede into my body, into the holes they had made, and to the spaces beyond. They took the vessel, and the horrible nothingness departed, and I was left alone, until today.” “Are there more vapors?” asks Kibi. “No. They have all emerged to assault you.” “Can you describe the four people?” presses Kibi. “Did one of them wear robes?” “It is hard for us to distinguish, but their heights were clear. Three tall, one short. Slightly taller than you.” “Do you know what they were wearing? “Wearing? I do not understand. There is rock, and non-rock, and they were non-rocks.” “Did they say anything about where they were going?” asks Kibi. “No,” answers the rock. “They were chanting. The short one made a strange sound. It sounded like: 'Ha ha ha ha ha!' as it put the shadow things into the walls.” The stone's rendition of evil cackling would be funnier if Aravis's corpse wasn't sprawled nearby. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel whole again?” asks Kibi. “I enjoy these walls that you have made to join me,” answers the stone, referring to the [i]wall of stone[/i] that Kibi cast during the battle. And with that, the interview comes to an end. Kibi relays his conversation to the rest of the Company. “Stersa and Meledien were both tall,” says Kibi, while the others ponder the new information. A couple of minutes later the color drains from Dranko's face. [i]And one short[/i]. “Oh, no. Morningstar, the voice you heard in your [i]thought capture.[/i] Did it sound like Praska? Morningstar thinks for a second. “Yes! I knew it seemed familiar.” “Argh!” Dranko lets out a howl of anger. The last any of them had heard, Praska was a happy priestess living at the Temple of Delioch in Hae Charagan. Morningstar goes to Aravis and casts [i]gentle repose[/i] as Pewter continues his sad meowing. “Don't worry Pewter,” she says. “I'll bring him back.” * * The Company spends a few minutes talking through what they know about Praska. She had once been kidnapped by Mokad and then released, and ever since has been a faithful priestess at the Temple to Delioch in the capital city. Califax had warned the Company not to trust her, and that warning had prompted the High Priest Tomnic to oversee a battery of divinations cast upon her. Nothing had turned up as abnormal or suspicious, and so it seemed that Califax's waning had been unfounded. By all reports she has been as spunky, smart, excited and hard-working as ever. And still at the temple, as far as they know. Edghar, Grey Wolf's little monkey familiar, looks with sympathy on Aravis's body. “Don't die,” he says to Grey Wolf. The spellsword says nothing but scratches the monkey's head with affection. They carry Aravis's body up and out of the evil basement of the Cosnor estate. His face is completely disfigured by the black smears from the Null Shadows, and from certain angles his facial features appear to be missing. Like most places in Kallor, the manor house has a small shrine to Ell, though it went long unused while the place was co-opted by the Black Circle. Morningstar uses it to cast [i]commune[/i]. [i]When we try to resurrect Aravis, will some person or spiritual force attempt to hinder us?[/i] [b]NO[/b] [i]Does Aravis want to return to the living?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]Was Praska responsible for this?[/i] [b]NO[/b] [i]Was Praska involved in this?[/i] [b]NO[/b] [i]Is Praska a girl?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]Can you detect Praska?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]I detected Praska’s thoughts before we were attacked. Was that a trick?[/i] [b]PROBABLY[/b] [i]Are you aware of who set the trap?[/i] [b]NO[/b] [i]Is Praska still under the influence of the Black Circle?[/i] [b]NO[/b] [i]Can you detect where the missing Cauldron is?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]Is it in Charagan?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]Is it in Kallor?[/i] [b]NO[/b] [i]Is it in Lanei?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]If Praska were being shielded from divination, would you be able to tell?[/i] [b]POSSIBLY[/b] [i]Is the cauldron on the western half of Lanei?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]Is the cauldron in Hae Charagan?[/i] [b]YES[/b] [i]Is the Cauldron within the grounds of the Temple of Delioch there?[/i] [b]NO[/b] Morningstar frowns at the surprising and contradictory answers. Dranko opines that the results of those questions can’t be trusted, since Praska is clearly shielded from divinations. Not to mention that by considering the answers as a whole, it provably [i]was[/i] Praska who set the trap for them. “I can’t bring back Aravis until tomorrow,” says Morningstar. “Can I cut off his finger and wear it around my neck?” asks Dranko. “Cats would love me!” Only Flicker laughs. * * Morningstar visits the High Priestess Rhiavonne at the Temple of Ell, to discuss the casting of [i]true resurrection[/i]. “There hasn't been a casting of that miracle in any temple of Ell for at least a century,” the old matriarch tells her. Morningstar sighs. “I really don't want this to turn into a circus. I'm enough of a curiosity already.” “I can arrange to keep the audience limited,” offers Rhiavonne. “Will that make people think me haughty?” asks Morningstar. “Not if they think it's [i]my[/i] choice. I could simply invite the various High Priestesses from other temples around Charagan – perhaps half a dozen. “Whatever you think is best,” says Morningstar. “But discrete would be better, since the Black Circle might not know that their trap has been triggered.” “It will be hard to hide the event from all of the local priestesses who make their homes here,” reminds Rhiavonne. “[i]True resurrection[/i] can take some hours; there will be gossip, if the main chapel is locked off for the duration.” Morningstar agrees to the reduced headcount, but is nonetheless awed and dismayed at the thought of performing the miracle in front of even a small number of Ellish dignitaries. Dranko is waiting for her outside of Rhiavonne's office. “Did you guys talk at all about your memoirs?” he asks her. “You know, the holy scriptures you're supposed to write?” Morningstar shakes her head, at which point Dranko produces a black leather case with an Ellish symbol on the front. It comes with a silvered goose-quill pen, and a set of custom nibs. “These are for you. Try writing.” She writes, and the magic of the pen not only improves her handwriting, but brings to her mind more elegant grammatical constructions for her thoughts. “Did you make this?” she asks, immensely pleased. “I had it made for you,” admits Dranko. “I thought you’d want to be better remembered for your posterior. Posterity. I mean posterity.” * * Kibi volunteers for the job of procuring the diamonds needed for the casting of [i]true resurrection[/i]. Still feeling guilt over his decision to stay hidden underground while Aravis was in danger, he contributes 10,000 GP of his own personal funds to the expense. The plan is straightforward: Kibi, Dranko, Grey Wolf and Ernie will teleport to Hae Charagan, where they will procure the diamonds and do a [i]locate object[/i] sweep of the city for the Cauldron. The others will stay behind with Morningstar while she prepares to bring Aravis back to life. There's a slight hiccup, as Grey Wolf's teleportation goes slightly awry. He was aiming for the common room of tavern he had frequented on his previous visit, and they do end up in a tavern, but it's not the right one. The four of them find themselves surrounded by dozens of seedy, criminal-looking types, patrons of the Happy Harpoon, one one of the most run-down, dangerous waterfront dives in the city. They listen as the conversations die down to nothing. Fifty thugs stare at them, sizing up their wealth and weaponry. “Where are we?” Dranko demands of the crowd. He is met with laughter. With lightning quickness he snaps his whip and yanks a beer mug right out of someone's hand. He catches the mug in midair and takes a quick drink before asking again. “Where are we?” (Morningstar, following the proceedings over the mind-link, looks down at Aravis and says out loud: “you don't want to know.”) Several of the Harpoon's customers get to their feet. A dozen weapons are drawn. Dranko sighs. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way,” he says to the crowd. “The easy way is, you tell us where we are, and we buy a round of drinks for the bar. The hard way is, you try to attack us, and we kill most of you. What's it gonna be?” The tension is palpable. One on the one hand, it's fifty-on-four. On the other hand, those four are armed to the teeth, and did just appear from nowhere. But one of the more far-gone customers at the bar makes the decision for everyone. “Drinks for everyone on the new guys!” he shouts, and with that, all is forgiven. The members of the Company soon learn that they're in the right city but the wrong bar. They leave a pile of coins with the barkeep and make for the exit. The cauldron-finding team has no luck. [i]Veiled[/i] as birds, and [i]wind walking[/i] in a spiral pattern with [i]locate object[/i] cast, they get no hits. Kibi has more success, finding the diamonds he needs. He notes with interest that many of the moneylenders and jewelers have new signs up in the windows indicating that they'll exchange Kivian currency. Their missions over, the group [i]teleports[/i] back to Kallor. Next up: new life for Aravis. ...to be continued... [/QUOTE]
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