The Psionicle, Part XI
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The Forsaken One
Explorer
I still have to go and buy some additional supplies. I was hoping you'd be willing to share a little from those council funds.
Afterwards I'd say let's go and have a drink and see what those airships are up to. I'd prefer airtravel over seafaring... I think.
Afterwards I'd say let's go and have a drink and see what those airships are up to. I'd prefer airtravel over seafaring... I think.
Dalamar
Adventurer
OoC: Darn, somehow I missed that there had been posts on the thread. Just goes on to show how I shouldn't just count on them showing up in my subscribed threads.
IC: Syld decides to look at what the elf has for sale. Though he'd much rather acquire psionic items than magic ones, it doesn't hurt to take a look.
IC: Syld decides to look at what the elf has for sale. Though he'd much rather acquire psionic items than magic ones, it doesn't hurt to take a look.
Jarval
Explorer
"That sounds like a pleasant way to spend the afternoon." Jansson says cheerily to Ruth, setting off along the street.
"I've got us rooms at the inn for tonight, and the promise of a hot meal when we return there this evening. Now, what do you want to get? Cold weather clothing might be a good idea."
"I've got us rooms at the inn for tonight, and the promise of a hot meal when we return there this evening. Now, what do you want to get? Cold weather clothing might be a good idea."
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Jansson, Ruth, Animus; Shardorn
"I think it'd be best if we headed for the Lost Isle as soon as possible." Shardorn says quietly. "The sooner the Psionicle is completed, the better."
As she speaks, Osius approaches.
Animus -
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Osius
You follow the streets, back to the Restless Wanderer, and your path goes faster than your trek to the airdocks, given that you now know the way. You find Jansson, Animus, Ruth, and Shardorn there in the street in front of the inn, apparently discussing where to go.
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Syld
The elf smiles widely at you as you approach his goods, presented as well as possible in a manner as is possible in a small, cramped wagon.
"Ah, good blue goblin," He begins, nodding, "I see you have a taste for goods of a more powerful persuasion." He indicates his wagon, and quickly grabs a vial containing a clear, thick liquid. "This potion, when rubbed upon your skin, causes you to be invisible to even the most discerning of eyes." He sets it down quickly, then grabs a part of a suit of well-constructed plate mail, lifting it slightly so that you can get a better look at it. "Or perhaps you are of a more straight-forward mind? This armor, made by some of the finest wizards of Kesmong, is certain to protect you against even the claws of a great dragon. And it even sizes itself to its wearer!" He exclaims.
Among the other goods, you spot a shield in the shape of a large steel gear, a crystal wand, and a chunk of crystal with several other, smaller pieces of crystal arranged around it on wires.
"I think it'd be best if we headed for the Lost Isle as soon as possible." Shardorn says quietly. "The sooner the Psionicle is completed, the better."
As she speaks, Osius approaches.
Animus -
You keep a constant vigilance around your companions, and though there does not seem to be anyone that is staying within sight, you have an eerie feeling that someone, or something, is there... indeed, your watch pays off as Osius approaches: a woman clad in black armor with dark red markings, ducking into an alleyway behind Osius. You noticed her earlier, but she had passed on quickly, not even giving the group a glance. Something about the way she moves seems familiar.
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Osius
You follow the streets, back to the Restless Wanderer, and your path goes faster than your trek to the airdocks, given that you now know the way. You find Jansson, Animus, Ruth, and Shardorn there in the street in front of the inn, apparently discussing where to go.
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Syld
The elf smiles widely at you as you approach his goods, presented as well as possible in a manner as is possible in a small, cramped wagon.
"Ah, good blue goblin," He begins, nodding, "I see you have a taste for goods of a more powerful persuasion." He indicates his wagon, and quickly grabs a vial containing a clear, thick liquid. "This potion, when rubbed upon your skin, causes you to be invisible to even the most discerning of eyes." He sets it down quickly, then grabs a part of a suit of well-constructed plate mail, lifting it slightly so that you can get a better look at it. "Or perhaps you are of a more straight-forward mind? This armor, made by some of the finest wizards of Kesmong, is certain to protect you against even the claws of a great dragon. And it even sizes itself to its wearer!" He exclaims.
Among the other goods, you spot a shield in the shape of a large steel gear, a crystal wand, and a chunk of crystal with several other, smaller pieces of crystal arranged around it on wires.
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
Syld
The elf's face falls for a small moment, but then brightens up once again. "Of course!" He picks up the crystal wand. "This fine piece of craftsmanship allows you to climb on surfaces as though you were a spider!" He quickly sets it down, and lifts the chunk of crystal. As he does so, you can see that there are veins of a greenish-color running through the various chunks of crystal. "This exotic item stores mental energy, allowing a psionicist to draw upon its stored power to use psionics, rather than exhausting his own reserve." His fast-paced rhetoric slows slightly when he explains the chunk of crystal, as though reciting something he had memorized.
The elf's face falls for a small moment, but then brightens up once again. "Of course!" He picks up the crystal wand. "This fine piece of craftsmanship allows you to climb on surfaces as though you were a spider!" He quickly sets it down, and lifts the chunk of crystal. As he does so, you can see that there are veins of a greenish-color running through the various chunks of crystal. "This exotic item stores mental energy, allowing a psionicist to draw upon its stored power to use psionics, rather than exhausting his own reserve." His fast-paced rhetoric slows slightly when he explains the chunk of crystal, as though reciting something he had memorized.
Jarval
Explorer
"I agree that we should not delay any longer than we must, but a night's rest after our ride here seems for the best." Jansson replies to Shardorn. "And we do need to buy furs to protect ourselves from the Lost Isle's chill. But this should take little time, and I'm sure we'll be ready to leave by morning."
"Back so soon?" Jansson looks surprised as Osius returns. "Did you find the airships?"
"Back so soon?" Jansson looks surprised as Osius returns. "Did you find the airships?"
Creamsteak
Explorer
Animus turns to Janson, "I will be back in just a moment."
Animus then tries to take after the shadowy figure with as much stealth as he can manage while still hasteful.
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