The Secret Scion

[stonegod]

Tondrek gapes at the various vessels, the soarwood and elemental galleons catching his attention. He points and expounds about the various binding and construction procedures to whoever is closest, or to no one at all when they all realize what this tour will entail. At one point, Tondrek makes gestures with his hands as if sizing some sort of ring about his waist. He can be heard to mutter, "Small fire elemental bound to a belt may allow Tondrek to fly! Wheee!" And then he starts making "Zoom! Zoom!" noises as he "flies" around the docks.

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Since Ferris is moving, I'll help out here--)

"At first we had suspicions that Arden Fair was connected to the Quor spirits of the realm of dreams based on his philosophies and some of his modus operandi, which both seemed to be manufactured to aid in a scheme of infiltration. When we went to check on him at a public demonstration, Arden Fair entered your daughter into a trance and began to conjure a possessing spirit from Dal Quor that would take over her body and eliminate her mind. However, Opal was strong, and she resisted. Before the spirit could take her, I lashed out at Arden Fair and broke the connection, thus helping Opal save herself from that awful fate. Then Arden's other Quori-possessed allies lashed out with mind magic, including sending one of our friends into a trance where she was assaulted mind to mind."

 

[Bront]

"I had a vision," Mel says reluctantly. "I had it before Shenystari told us everything. He was corupting them, and I saw it when I was there. Then he tried it with me when I interupted him."

 

[D20Dazza]

Bail stands quietly at the back of the group. The young man's eyes dart around the room, studying the old woman and her surrounds. His every nerve screaming at him to be wary of betrayal.

 

[Bront]

Mel holds Bails hand as she tells her story, perhaps to calm him down, or perhaps to calm herself down.

 

[Someone]

"Sounds idiotic" frowns Harolk. "claiming ownership of a land they can´t hold? If the king wants some of the money coming from Xen'drik he could go there personally and not steal it from those who risk their hides."

Tondrek makes gestures with his hands as if sizing some sort of ring about his waist. He can be heard to mutter, "Small fire elemental bound to a belt may allow Tondrek to fly! Wheee!" And then he starts making "Zoom! Zoom!" noises as he "flies" around the docks.

"Seeing how the aiships work, wouldn´t a fire elemntal around your waist roast your belly quite quickly?"

 

[stonegod]

"Seeing how the aiships work, wouldn´t a fire elemntal around your waist roast your belly quite quickly?"

Tondrek open his mouth a moment, starts to say something, then puts his finger in it a sucks it a bit. "Yesh. Probably. Hrm." The half-orc begins to think again, you can almost hear the gears moving, as he tries to come up with a better design.

 

[Erekose13]

Too busy looking back, Hxaptos does not try to help Tondrek out of his confused ponderance. Hxaptos asks, "Tondrek, you remember Harvin and Felis. Our bodyguards down in Fallen. They are following us. Wait don't just look, they'll know we've spotted them. Just pretend we are continuing our casual conversation about what ever you were talking about. But why would they follow us? We did pay them right?"

 

[stonegod]

At the Docks

Too busy looking back, Hxaptos does not try to help Tondrek out of his confused ponderance. Hxaptos asks, "Tondrek, you remember Harvin and Felis. Our bodyguards down in Fallen. They are following us. Wait don't just look, they'll know we've spotted them. Just pretend we are continuing our casual conversation about what ever you were talking about. But why would they follow us? We did pay them right?"

Tondrek turns his head half-way around before Lumpy Man can stop him, but he tries to hide it by looking at an airship docked high above. The half-orc seems a bit confused, and you can see him concentrating. Thinking. Arcane formulae may rattle off his tongue, but simple recollection of person's past seem beyond him. After a moment, it seems to come to him.

He whispers to his companions, "Ummm... The Delicate Duet? No? Um. The Decorum Dilettantes? Uh. I got it, the Disastrous Duo! I remember!" He pauses a moment. "They were paid? Don't know. I was busy with fantabulous junk! We could say 'hi' and ask!"

 

[Someone]

"What´s wrong?" asks Harolk, momentarily distracted from Querzana's bust by Tondrek´s alliterations.