'The Perilous (Chapter I, II, III, IV)

"Ahh I see what you mean and you might be correct in your assmptions. Lets go in and see how things look, at which point we can figure out what to do then."

(ooc: We technically do not know what the password is, the other half of our party does. At least I think we don't know what the password is, please correct me if I am wrong.)
 

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Elocin said:
(ooc: We technically do not know what the password is, the other half of our party does. At least I think we don't know what the password is, please correct me if I am wrong.)

You're absolutely right. I'll edit the above bit.
 

Ok, to move things along, I'm going to try and bring you all together. Please excuse the 'railroading', it's honestly just a side effect of the pbp-format.

PHELEN and BELOK:

Madame Gecko suggests if you want something enchanted, go ask those mages. She knows some minor talents in town, but nobody up to enchanting cloaks, and where'd you come into so much money, anyhow? She gives general directions to the burned out temple of Baelith.

Unless there is any objection I'm going to move you along to meet up with the other half of the group-Sher Farhid. See below!

DELMAR, THANE, LILLIANA:

To Delmar: The hobo was probably a real beggar as far as you can tell. He may have been cursed at some point, because he seems slightly afflicted.

Everyone: It's just now starting to get dark. By this time the hobo has wandered off, and there aren't many people walking around this part of the slums anyhow. From your vantage point the burned out shell of the old temple looks completely empty. The darkness gathers in slowly.

By Dusk, you all notice a very tall figure followed by a very short figure coming down a side street in your direction. It's Belok and Phelen! After standing around for a moment and exchanging greetings, you note a pair of hooded enrobed figures coming from another side street walking towards the burned out temple ruin. One of them is walking with a staff.

The moon is out by now.

From where you are standing, the two mysterious hooded figures walk beneath a crumbling stone arch in the front yard of the temple and up towards the gateway. They then turn and walk behind a low partially demolished wall. There is a slight flash of light, as if someone unsuccessfully sparked a torch from the far side of the wall, and then the street returns to darkness.

MEANWHILE:

Outside the town, SHER FARHID: Sher Farhid waits until long after night has fallen to return to town. He spots no obvious signs of ambush, but does note signs (about a day old) of a medium-large three-toed saurian tailed predator - he can tell this by the tracks. His sensitive tiger form also helps him spot some burned brush in an area that would likely be a good hunting spot if the prey were travellers or merchants- or even orcs or goblin nomads that come into town every once in a while. He can follow the trail a ways if he wants to, it looks like it leads to a series of desolate dunes.
 
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Phelen

Phelen gives the excited wave towards his companions "Hey! Is this the place? We got the password aaaaannnnndddd I managed not to get turned into a gecko." Phelen finishes up with a wink and one of those smiles that seem to be always plastered on his face.
 

Belok Half-Giant Rogue/Psychic Warrior

"So who's actually going in to the Prismatic Spray? It might be a bit much for all of us to go. I am willing to keep a watch out here."
 

Peter said:
MEANWHILE:

Outside the town, SHER FARHID: Sher Farhid waits until long after night has fallen to return to town. He spots no obvious signs of ambush, but does note signs (about a day old) of a medium-large three-toed saurian tailed predator - he can tell this by the tracks. His sensitive tiger form also helps him spot some burned brush in an area that would likely be a good hunting spot if the prey were travellers or merchants- or even orcs or goblin nomads that come into town every once in a while. He can follow the trail a ways if he wants to, it looks like it leads to a series of desolate dunes.

Sher examines the saurian print for a while noting the size and form and sniffing to try and remember any scent.
Of far more interest though is the burnt brush and so he continues on to investigate

(ooc can Sher tell if the brush fire was natural or manmade?
and the saurian is a biped?)
 

Phelen

"Um...I am not sure if they would like my kind of 'magic'" Phelen shrugs "If they do I'll go in, if they don't I won't. Beside out here ol Belok and me can work on our comedy act."

(ooc: I don't know how mages look upon those of a psionic bent Peter)
 

OOC Note: Pure psionicists (especially psions) are considered a type of mage, although an odd type. Probably a better description of the Prismatic Spray is a hangout for 'arcane casters'. The relationship between mages and psionic power is closer than the relationship between arcane and divine power in many ways. Sorcerers and multi-classed sorcerers would probably have a lot in common with psionicists.

SHER FARHID: You are reasonably sure the predator has two legs (bipedal) and a tail that drags by the tracks. You can estimate it's weight from prints in soft earth to be around 200-400 pounds. You are pretty sure it's just one creature.

The brush fire doesn't give you any clues. It seems like burned is burned.

Plans?
 

Well Belok, I'd assumed that we'd just go in and stay the night... its an inn after all. If they don't want us all in there, I'm sure they'll find a polite way to tell us. So long as we're not rude about it, I sincerely doubt we'll get into any trouble.

After pausing for a moment, "Does anyone know when Sher Fherid will be back?"
 

Delmar

"I'll go ahead and detect it when everyone is ready. I'd recommend the all-glibness-team be ready to go. Where is Sher anyhow?

I agree with Master Thane, it won't hurt to stay together as a security detail or exploration party. But we'll have to make sure Milady and Master Phelen can gain entry.

Remember delicacy with these types. They're just so precious and cultured like no one else ever heard of book learning..."


Turning to Belok and Phelen, "So, what fancy pants password do they use anyway? Old Baelith shrine indeed..." (trails off muttering)
 

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