GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Jirlai shakes his head. "No. I think we're done here."
The Psionicle: Animus' Quest
Creamsteak
Explorer
Animus will search out the greenskin goblin with a stern look to his face. He seems quite angry with his most recent confrontation with the Sorcerer, and he may also seem slightly pale from his temper.
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Finding the goblin, Rathe, is just as easy as the captain said it would be. Upon coming on deck, you see him at the bow of the ship, looking down at the passing plains over the railing.
As you approach him, he half-turns towards you. "Nice view up here, yes?" He pauses slightly between each word, as though Common were not his native language and learned rather recently.
As you approach him, he half-turns towards you. "Nice view up here, yes?" He pauses slightly between each word, as though Common were not his native language and learned rather recently.
Creamsteak
Explorer
Animus looks at him and points to his mouth, then shakes his head from left to right. He hopes the goblin understands that he is trying to say that he can't speak.
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
The goblin looks at you for a moment, then nods slowly. "I see. You can no speak?"
Creamsteak
Explorer
Animus doesn't really know what to think. If anything, he's convinced now that he's in for the ride and there isn't much he can do about it. He takes a seat near the goblin's work, and looks off the side of the ship for a bit.
Eventually, he will make his way to his quarters and begin the process of resting.
Eventually, he will make his way to his quarters and begin the process of resting.
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Do you plan on doing anything else aboard the airship?
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Bump now that CS has returned...
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Landing in Koltir
Time seems to pass quickly, and - though you cannot see the outside world from your small quarters - you sense that night has fallen.
The roar of the engine seems to slow and grow quieter, almost to non-existence. There is a loud clang, as though the ship has hit something; someone yells something above, and the ship drops a few feet. A moment later, the sound of the engine dies completely, and you can hear hurried movement up above.
There is a knock on the door to your room. "Ratheqar is not here." Jirlai's muffled voice comes from the other side. "He either has not yet arrived, or has sent someone to get us. In either case, I suggest you make your escape now, and quickly."
Time seems to pass quickly, and - though you cannot see the outside world from your small quarters - you sense that night has fallen.
The roar of the engine seems to slow and grow quieter, almost to non-existence. There is a loud clang, as though the ship has hit something; someone yells something above, and the ship drops a few feet. A moment later, the sound of the engine dies completely, and you can hear hurried movement up above.
There is a knock on the door to your room. "Ratheqar is not here." Jirlai's muffled voice comes from the other side. "He either has not yet arrived, or has sent someone to get us. In either case, I suggest you make your escape now, and quickly."
Creamsteak
Explorer
Animus thinks to himself that perhaps he better learn to be brave now rather than never. He will quickly answer Jirlai's call and begin working on leaving the vessel. (Not sure what else I can say there.)
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