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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nephis" data-source="post: 9406200" data-attributes="member: 20459">Through the thin, cold air, they all walk and walk through the ancient forest--seeming without end--ARUNNY's attention occasionally caught by strange discrepancies here and there. An immense elder pine seems to shimmer and a much younger, smaller sapling reveals itself for a moment before returning to its original state. The light--dark within such thick branches, heavy with snow--brightens, daylight falling through the thinner, younger branches more easily, revealing bright hardy flowers along the floor of the forest that surely would not be able to grow in such darkness ... or such a season!--then back to the twilight of the older trees, the winter of the present. Glancing around, she realizes that she is the only one experiencing such lapses in time ... or the only one who notices.Finally, their guides signal for a moment of rest and refreshment for the lowly humans. Ibhea falls heavily onto a rock and--removing some of his foodstuffs--exhaustedly tears pieces of bread to eat with cheese and consults his Book, ignoring Xin Mae as the scholar expounds some of his more illustrative stories of the Fey to his young listener, the (perhaps) long-suffering or (possibly) engrossed Qamra. Arunny smiles fondly as she looks upon the three, travelling together again at long last.Not feeling tired, she steps forward to join their guides in the path ahead where they gaze out beyond an overpass. Without many words, one of them points out several points of geographic interest, and the Seer is astonished in what her vision reveals to her, another moment of time-slippage. She sees ahead of them--not only the broken, charred lands that her Nüvehr showed her earlier--but what is clearly the same landscape earlier in time, before it was broken, before being savaged by war machines. A lush landscape of fields of wildflowers, shrubs, and other greenery--immediately shifting back into the barren landscape upon which they gaze."Do you see as I do?" she asks the guide in elven as he continues to point out possible dangers in the land below, a path the four will be taking alone, without these formidable rangers. He looks down at her quizzically, tilting his head. While it is possible that he shares her double sight, Arunny has the impression that he does not and has no idea what she is talking about. She points downward--as a wave of shifting landscape changes before her eyes once more: "do you see the flowers?" His eyes widen in alarm as he slowly shakes his head. He turns to look at the broken landscape again, then swiftly back at her, eyes narrowed. "No" is his curt answer. Then, "it has been thus for more than a hundred hundred years."Arunny gives him a nod, looks back at the time-slipping landscape, then turns to return to her companions, pondering this.[HR][/HR]Ibhea shudders and wraps his yellow pūstīn closely around his throat. The Moon Goddess may have provided protection from the piercing cold of this alien realm, but that is cold comfort (ha!) to the lingering … discomfort … of the chill.Xin Mae notices the Messenger’s unease, but chooses minimal commentary. “You do not take araq today, whisky priest? Surely, warming spirits would do you good…” Ibhea merely glowers and shakes his head. Xin Mae sighs. “Mag Tureah! Thrumbolg! Who would ever have thought a most humble scrivener such as myself might travel to such mythological places? Defy or confront epic tyrants? I have read Thrumbolg is a king of the fomorians, twisted fey giants who live largely beneath the earth in this alien plane.” He seems giddy for a moment in incredulity. But then the reality of the situation hits him. “Do you think we will die here? I don’t have my affairs set in order! Negligent of me, very negligent! The fomorians, it is written, practice evil charms and convert their fallen enemies into thralls through these magics. I cannot lose my agency! I will not! I may be a humble servant, but I have my limits in servitude! Do not let the giant fey take me, Ibhea. If it comes to it, end my life first if you can…” he allows the words to trail off and is, unusually, silent for a long while.[HR][/HR] We are choosing option 1, to pursue the path to and through Mag Tureah.We are using an Advantage to refresh Skill Training in Perception. And Arunny is using Foresight (the Divine Oracle feature) to roll her Perception check twice, and we will use the +2 untyped bonus from the Eladrin Rangers:* Arunny makes a Primary Skill Perception check (trained) to see the path both now and before through the forest, and thus traverse the frozen forest: r15,14+19+2 (Eladrin Rangers) = 36 vs 31 Hard DC/Success* Xin Mae is making a Monster Knowledge Arcana check (outside of the framework of the Skill Challenge) here to establish (or not) some claims about the nature of fomorians, should that become necessary, r10 +10 = 20.</blockquote>

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