The Psionicle, Part VIII

[GnomeWorks]

OOC:

OOC: Creamsteak - I'll allow you to have done that. Only because... Animus doesn't find a thing. No trace of the mugger. Nothing. No one saw anything. Apparently, the githyanki only interfered with Osius, and was spotted by no one else.

 

[Creamsteak]

OOC:

OOC: Creamsteak - I'll allow you to have done that. Only because... Animus doesn't find a thing. No trace of the mugger. Nothing. No one saw anything. Apparently, the githyanki only interfered with Osius, and was spotted by no one else.

(That's good. I didn't want to eat game time, but I knew it wouldn't be right not to do it. Email sent.)

Animus returns to the Ace, disturbed. He seems to have been anxious when he jolted out, and he then quickly goes to have an unsettled nap. He dreams of something unpleasant, and hits his head on the bedstand when he falls out of bed during the night. When he finally wakes up, he reads a slip of paper to himself, and seems to carry himself down to breakfast without any problems.

He writes a letter for the party to read during a spare moment, asking when we are leaving.

 

[The Forsaken One]

Ok I'm ready to go. So ready if you guys are.

Ruth drops her pack at the bottom of the stairs and flings her sword on her back.

 

[Jarval]

Jansson wakes and meditates briefly, before heading down to breakfast.

"If you've no wish to investigate the matter, then we may as well head off. An early start can't hurt."

Jansson checks through his gear, carefully packing it for the journey ahead.

 

[dkoz]

Desimus comes down the stairs with a well rested look and a smile on his face.

Desimus says addressing everyone.
"Good morning. I just packed up my gear and I am ready to leave whenever you are."

 

[Dalamar]

Syld comes down the stairs with blurry eyes and yawningn.
"Morning Shardorn, morning oth... Who's the new gal?"

 

[Zhure]

Osius

"Once the rest of you have finished breakfast, we should be going, I think."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Shardorn nods. "As you wish."

Tori'shel gets up. "I'll be upstairs, getting my devices together."

Shardorn then rummages through a pack near her chair, and pulls out a rough piece of parchment. She spreads it out on the table, carefully unrolling it.

"Come, sit, before we go... I want to show you the area that we will be covering. I managed to draw a rough map while I was going there, and I think that it would be wise for you to know the terrain before we go."

 

[The Forsaken One]

Oh another compagnion, Hi! I'm Ruth, smith and craftswoman and I can hold my own with a blade. Your friends recruited me yesterday, they seemed to think another hand on this quest of yours wasnt a bad thing. And well let's see that map!

 

[Dalamar]

"Well, I'm Syld and as long as that sword of yours doesn't hit me, we should be getting along just fine."
Syld then moves over to look at the map.