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<blockquote data-quote="97mg" data-source="post: 7418394" data-attributes="member: 6799460"><p><strong>The Carven Door</strong></p><p></p><p>Annit remains quiet in the darkness, resting both mind and body. The underdark of Kalair is changing them, changing them all. She feels not the frail young thief that entered not so long ago. The magic of this place is inescapable, invisible and clinging. Somehow, it has also made her a little stronger. Much of the burning pain has subsided, and thanks to the priest’s quick decision-making, all that remains is tender reddened dryness. Nothing that won’t heal naturally.</p><p></p><p>Silently focused, the ranger might wonder if his ears are playing tricks on him. Is darkness, like the innards of a seashell, creating the sounds of a rolling distant sea? The movement of stale fiend-stenched air, weaving through tunnels deep beneath the earth? Or perhaps his highly tuned ears do not lie. The ocean is close?</p><p></p><p>Magaw hangs around with Otiroth and Metea, intrigued to be in the presence of fellow mages. A young duo on the precipice of ensuring some imminent doom? Or standing on the edge of some great discovery, a corner-piece of this great underworld enigma?</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #008000">“Perhaps,”</span> he says in response to Metea’s hell hole theory. <span style="color: #008000">“If I was a betting man which I undoubtedly am, I’d say this portal of sorts, as you call it, allowed the access of beasts usually reserved for the outer planes. Imagine it, easy access to Kalair’s greatest concentration of power. A slow and constant theft, of what is rightfully the property of people such as yourselves, from above.”</span></p><p><span style="color: #008000"></span></p><p><span style="color: #008000">"Ah! Speaking of above..."</span> He moves over to face the first symbol on the left. <span style="color: #008000">"If the circles are people, then this one is above, is it not?"</span></p><p></p><p>Demons. Marix. The tiefling made it believable. The dwarf shuffled backwards in a moment of fear, before realizing that not all in attendance were of devil-touched blood.</p><p><span style="color: #800080"></span></p><p><span style="color: #800080">“Never heard o’ a path o’ flames, but demons…”</span></p><p></p><p>Shakily he stands, <span style="color: #800080">“... I got a few scores to settle with em!”</span></p><p></p><p>A bit wobbly on his feet, he looks to a bright looking young man. Otiroth.</p><p><span style="color: #800080"></span></p><p><span style="color: #800080">“Hey fella, you got any grub? What you poking at there on the wall? And that head, some trickery of yours?”</span></p><p></p><p>The group’s words float from a distance into Jeovanna’s ears, as she patiently waits. Restraint was rarely on the menu with her Gnoll-bred kin, but she is doing well. Even the Gnolls, infamous for living in the vicious immediacy of the moment, knew when patience was a virtue. Better to let the prey come to you in situations such as this. For now though, all is still, and a short rest looks to be attainable.</p><p></p><p><Metea / Otiroth roll Insight please. Everyone else can continue to rest or explore as they wish <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="97mg, post: 7418394, member: 6799460"] [b]The Carven Door[/b] Annit remains quiet in the darkness, resting both mind and body. The underdark of Kalair is changing them, changing them all. She feels not the frail young thief that entered not so long ago. The magic of this place is inescapable, invisible and clinging. Somehow, it has also made her a little stronger. Much of the burning pain has subsided, and thanks to the priest’s quick decision-making, all that remains is tender reddened dryness. Nothing that won’t heal naturally. Silently focused, the ranger might wonder if his ears are playing tricks on him. Is darkness, like the innards of a seashell, creating the sounds of a rolling distant sea? The movement of stale fiend-stenched air, weaving through tunnels deep beneath the earth? Or perhaps his highly tuned ears do not lie. The ocean is close? Magaw hangs around with Otiroth and Metea, intrigued to be in the presence of fellow mages. A young duo on the precipice of ensuring some imminent doom? Or standing on the edge of some great discovery, a corner-piece of this great underworld enigma? [COLOR="#008000"]“Perhaps,”[/COLOR] he says in response to Metea’s hell hole theory. [COLOR="#008000"]“If I was a betting man which I undoubtedly am, I’d say this portal of sorts, as you call it, allowed the access of beasts usually reserved for the outer planes. Imagine it, easy access to Kalair’s greatest concentration of power. A slow and constant theft, of what is rightfully the property of people such as yourselves, from above.”[/COLOR] [COLOR="#008000"] "Ah! Speaking of above..."[/COLOR] He moves over to face the first symbol on the left. [COLOR="#008000"]"If the circles are people, then this one is above, is it not?"[/COLOR] Demons. Marix. The tiefling made it believable. The dwarf shuffled backwards in a moment of fear, before realizing that not all in attendance were of devil-touched blood. [COLOR="#800080"] “Never heard o’ a path o’ flames, but demons…”[/COLOR] Shakily he stands, [COLOR="#800080"]“... I got a few scores to settle with em!”[/COLOR] A bit wobbly on his feet, he looks to a bright looking young man. Otiroth. [COLOR="#800080"] “Hey fella, you got any grub? What you poking at there on the wall? And that head, some trickery of yours?”[/COLOR] The group’s words float from a distance into Jeovanna’s ears, as she patiently waits. Restraint was rarely on the menu with her Gnoll-bred kin, but she is doing well. Even the Gnolls, infamous for living in the vicious immediacy of the moment, knew when patience was a virtue. Better to let the prey come to you in situations such as this. For now though, all is still, and a short rest looks to be attainable. <Metea / Otiroth roll Insight please. Everyone else can continue to rest or explore as they wish :)> [/QUOTE]
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