The Whisperers in Darkness

[Krug]

Darksheen scratched his head. "Now where was that necromancer?" muttered the warforged. As he looked around, he spied the slime and blood. Blood always got him curious, since it probably meant that something was dead. The Necromancer heard what appeared to be a priest of some sort saying "Ho there! Are you all right? Do you need aid?" and started to shamble over.

 

[solkan_uk]

"Aid'd be good, if you offer it freely." Arlanen watches the strangers approach trying to look relaxed while being ready to poke at them with her spear if the need arises.

 

[jkason]

"Aid'd be good, if you offer it freely." Arlanen watches the strangers approach trying to look relaxed while being ready to poke at them with her spear if the need arises.

Galec enters the garden, keeping his sword drawn, but at his side to present the least threat to those for whom he's offering aid. He smiles at the diminutive half-elf's qualification

"Merely remember the powers of Dol Dorn and his shifter servant to your fellows should they ask, and that will be payment enough."

His smile falls when he sees the bloodied human on the ground. Without thinking, he finds one of the miracles floating in his mind, breaking its pattern to release its energy for another purpose. He opens his mouth to make a trill like a songbird, his voice zipping through a simple melody, then he places his hand on the man and lets his energies flow through the human.

OOC: converting Bless to spontaneous cast Cure Light Wounds. I couldn't get the dice link to work from the OOC thread. I saw you'd done some rolling of your own, but I rolled on Invisible Castle, too, just in case. Got a pitiful 2. I'll obviously not object if you want to re-roll the 1d8+1

 

[MadMaxim]

Alastor - Human Warmage

Alastor looks up from the wounded man and stares at the shifter. He still holds his spear in his right hand while he's kneeling down beside the man.

I thought all shifters ever did was hug the trees... I guess they also have holy men amongst them... Then he looks past the shifter and sees a warforged. Why do my actions seem to attract all the weird beings on the face of Eberron? Well, they might be of some use...

"Your aid is highly appreciated, gentlemen" Alastor answers. "We were coming out here to ask a professor for some advice regarding some strange events in the town last night and when we came out here, the whole place looked like a tiny warzone."

 

[Krug]

"Well, the whole of Eberron is a big warzone, is it not?" Darksheen guffaws at his attempt at humour. When he sees that no one is laughing, he examines the area. "And the name is Darksheen," says the blackened warforged, who looks like he's seen better days. What isn't blackeneed appears rusty.

 

[Desdichado]

On being healed (slightly) the man's eyes pop open and he begins a long, throaty scream. He begins trying to scramble through the brush franticly, and his screams do not stop.

Passers-by on the street outside are starting to take notice.

 

[jkason]

Galec

On being healed (slightly) the man's eyes pop open and he begins a long, throaty scream. He begins trying to scramble through the brush franticly, and his screams do not stop.

Passers-by on the street outside are starting to take notice.

"What in the name of the sovereigns happened to this man?" Galec starts as the still-wounded man drags himself along. He jumps up to try to restrain him, trying a comforting tone as he says "Sir, you're safe. Wounded, but safe. Please, stop and let us help you."

 

[Krug]

"Oh dear maybe his voice box is broken. Happened to another model brother of mine," says Darksheen.

 

[Desdichado]

"What in the name of the sovereigns happened to this man?" Galec starts as the still-wounded man drags himself along. He jumps up to try to restrain him, trying a comforting tone as he says "Sir, you're safe. Wounded, but safe. Please, stop and let us help you."

He flinches away from you, still twitching and screaming. He doesn't seem to see you, at least not for what you are.

He heaves himself to his feet and attempts to run away but (0 HP) his progress is slow.

 

[solkan_uk]

Arlanan tries to catch up to the man and take him by the wrist. "We're here to help, calm down." She manages a slight smile, though her own nervousness at the situation shows through.

OOC: Diplomacy check 7