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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 5982986" data-attributes="member: 9255">CREATION SCHEMASEGMENT 330“WRONG TURN AT STORMREACH or SOMETHIN’ LIKE THAT”RHAAN 27, 999Holding hands, each remain quiet as Shy-Anne concentrates on the image of the Siberys Heir.   Her mind quickly reaches out through the world looking for such an image and quietly she whispers- “ready?” and takes a deep breath and lets it out very slowly and evenly.   She is careful to imagine themselves reappearing onto its deck in fear of falling through the sky or into the sea.She and others would scream but their lungs are struck fast by the teleportation to the ship.COLD.DAMNED.FREAKIN.COLD.They touch then fall quickly on the deck of the ship.   It lies on its side covered in snow with bitter cold winds blowing sleet and ice like tiny razors.   They slide down the angled deck into the deep snow on the ground.   Screecha is first to break the surface.  Its screech has a quality of dismay and panic.   Jasyne is next.  He claws to the surface and readies his bow.  It glows brightly against the whiteout conditions.   Shy-Anne sits up shakes the snow from her face and brushes it off the front of her thin dress.   The cold snow is finding its way into her dress from all directions.  Alton leaps up from the snow like a dolphin from water.   He lands back into the snow laughing.   Snow is a rarity for him.   The source of his leap comes up now.  The kreen is quite miserable.  The cold is aching its exoskeleton in ways it has never experienced.“This is not what I expected!” Kliks the kreen in great frustration.   “Xen’drik is a warm jungle- Not frozen. ““We may be in a strange magic zone or most likely high in the mountains near the center of the continent.” Answers the Kensai warrior as he checks to be sure his magical ring remains.   It will shield him from the worst of this weather…. He hopes.“Do we go back or find shelter?   We will not last long out here in the blizzard!” Calls out the Wilder as she wraps her cape around her shoulders and chest for protection.Seeing only about 20 feet in any direction, Jasyne looks to the crashed ship.  Its mighty arms that once held fire elementals in place have broken off.  Some protrude from the deep snow with icicles formed on a 30 degree angle.  He looks at the deck again and sees a hatch about twenty up.  Following his gaze, Alton nods and motions to the hatch.  Screecha tries to claw and climb to it but falls down repeatedly.  Once with enough force to bury the kreen once more.    The kreen resists taking a bite from its long tail…. This time.Jasyne doubts a climbing rope will take hold in this wind and ice.  Instead he asks everyone to step back as he draws an arrow.   The magical blast wipes out several boards from the deck.  Screecha claws at the hole and widens it.   Shy-Anne is quick to enter it once the reptile steps back to allow the others to pass by.   The kreen is watchful of the tail as it enters the hole.Furniture has crashed to the wall by the force of the new gravitational pull.  It looks like this room is a small bedroom.  It is still bitter cold but at least the wind is not directly on her here.   She calls up her mental power to cushion the cold once inside.   Screecha tears at the hole some more to make it large enough for it to also enter.    Only through its natural bond with the halfling druid does it survive in this arctic air.Using her head as a battering ram, Screecha forces the door to break open.   Alton casts a spell on his scimitar to enlighten the area and climbs up.   It is a long hallway filled with doors and broken bits of door and chairs from rooms now above, rather than across, from them.“hallway boss.    I don’t see any danger.”“Too  kkkkklik cold klik-klik for klik-ik-ik anything to klik survive.”“If that were only so true.   We better move in and wait out the storm and get a plan made.” Commands Jasyne with an aura of authority.   They go into the hulk of the ruined ship.  Hoping to find something magical inside, the Kreen looks around.   Jasyne is uncomfortable with this.  This is Kim’s ship still, damaged but still his.  They are here to help him- not rob him.The kreen opens a door and a chair and various books spill out onto it.   Looking at the books quickly it then looks up and effortlessly hops up and grabs the desk that has slid next to the door inside the room.  Struggling slightly as it looks through the ruined room it looks around.   Nothing obviously magic.    Don’t even see any money pouches.    Maybe this isn’t Kim’s ship.“Will you stop doing that?” calls up the archer.  He notches an arrow and holds it.  It allows the arrow to glow and light up a short distance.   The halfling’s magical light is better and shows more of the darkened hallway.  The thri-kreen hops down and goes to the next door.  This one is open already and blocked by the furniture.   It crosses its antennae in irritation.  Awkwardly moving in the space, Screecha looks from the kreen to the furniture.  It steps under the doorway and stands upright.  Using its head, it pushes the blockage out of the way.   Uncertain what the gesture was for, the kreen watches the dinosaur cautiously before jumping up to explore this room.Giving up on the Thri-kreen, Jasyne returns his attention to the main reason they are here.  “Shy-Anne, what other powers do you have?   Can you locate him like the ship?”    “No.  I have tried but I cannot locate him.”“You can’t teleport to him…. But maybe send a message to him?   I’ve heard of mages that can do that.”“I’ll try.   Just give me a moment.”  She settles down on the slanted floor and concentrates for a moment.   The halfling and his companion move ahead to explore further.   The kreen is unhappy about finding nothing magical but did find a small amount of money.“I…I can’t.”“Can’t”“No.   I used a power that allows me to reach him anywhere.  Even on another plane.    I couldn’t reach him.”“Would he block it?”“Could but why.”“Could…. Could this mean he has….”“Died?  Perhaps.”Nearby, the raptor has heard something.  It moves to the end of the hallway.  There are stairs leading down.   From the stairs shambles a zombie.  It is carrying a bundle the way a mother would carry its child.</blockquote>

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