A moment after being shift away by Dakashi's metal command, Haspur exclaims to the the air and then turns to run away. He gets no more than 20 feet before he nearly runs right into a huge man-thing. He looks up at the goliath with wonder and a hint of recognition. Him. If he's here then she is too. It's coming true just as I've seen it He muses inwardly. "Either they will all die or they will help usher in a new age for Toril," he mumbles with a sigh. He hadn't meant to say it out loud.
Originally Posted by Shayuri
As Silhouette, fading into view as her invisibility wore off, and Thrak approached the stone wall dividing the Docks from the rest of the city, something curious happened. A man appeared from nowhere. They stopped, and Thrak reached back to grasp the hilt of his sword.
"Wait." Silhouette was revealed as humanoid, female, but with some distinct differences. Her skin was absolutely black in shade...darker even than the midnight violet of the drow. Against that backdrop, the white of her eyes and teeth were startlingly bright and she had no hair on her head. She was clad in a flowing robe of entwined streams of deep purple and red, making a strange aurora that clung to her voluptuous figure.
Thrak stayed his hand as the man crowed something about Mystra.
"I know him." Silhouette approached him, her curiosity tempered by wariness. She leaned down a little to get a closer look. "Haspur, is it? The 'mad prophet' of Baldur's Gate? You're no spellcaster...how did you appear here?"
The goliath frowned deeply. He knew her well, but it was hard to stand aside for her legendary inquisitiveness when the skies spat death and who knew what worse was to come. There were times to gather knowledge and secrets, and times to stay on task. But it was not for him to command the likes of her.
"You are here," Haspur replies, strangely lucid.
"Cloaked in shadow as I've seen it. You will need that ability often in the planetary war to come. Protected by Shar and by dead Mystra as well. The power and stability of the Weave is gone Lady in the Shadow. But other weave, the Shadow Weave, remains. Its strength will protect you, as long as you don't let it corrupt you."
Originally Posted by tekknowkub
The voice continues, "I have no name my lady. I am a fraction of Dakashi's persona made manifest through use of his mind magic.
Haspur foretold of forces beyond our realms who are here to plunder Toril. They operate strange and powerful metal machines of death...
I believe the death of Mystra is linked to this invasion but i do not have proof yet.
Haspur also foretold of heroes who would band together to save this world from destruction.
"She is one," Haspur says to the voice.
"As is Dakashi and all the others fighting the invaders in the harbor. They are not Imperials, but they are dangerous. There is one amongst them who is not what he seems. A hero of the stars but a servant of the dragons. He could be useful, if he can be convinced."
Originally Posted by Shayuri
"Of course I wish to save it from destruction," Silhouette murmured, her eyes narrowing a little when she spied the gem. It skittered away from her fingers though, and she decided not to try to force the issue. "I keep all my things here. So, Haspur's important, hm? Who would have guessed...?"
"We, I didn't even know, or believe," Haspur replies.
Originally Posted by Shayuri
She stood again. "Thrak, bring him with us. Just to the gate. We wouldn't want him struck by a stray arrow or spell."
"Let's see this battle in the harbor for ourselves."
The towering goliath leaned down and scooped Haspur up in his hands, then carried him towards the gate in the inner city wall as Silhouette again cloaked herself in invisibility to get a relatively safe view of the conflict raging within.
"Wait! No, I do not want to go!" Haspur's lucidity vanishes as Thrak picks him up.
"No! No! No! No! There is only death pass those walls!"
Thrak is forced to clamp one hand over the screaming prophet's mouth to keep him quiet, as he and Silhouette come to the open gateway of Baldur's Gate's inner wall. Parts of it have been ruined by, something. On their left, there are three large holes in the wall while the wall on the other side seems to be, melting.
But what makes Thrak stare with his mouth open is the scene that confronts them. There are men that seem to be clad in more than just armor. Four strange looking things that appear to be constructs. And there is a strange metal beast floating just above the air like an aberration he and Silhouette fought once. It is oddly shaped with a strange, is that a tentacle, on its back. If the little crystal hadn't mentioned metal men and machines of death, Thrak wouldn't believe his eyes.
Fighting alongside the metal beasts is a half-ogre holding a, bombard? There is another foe half-crouched behind a barrel; its hard to tell what he is from Thrak and Silhouette vantage point. A disembodied voice laughs manically. Arrayed against these strange villains are an even stranger group of, heroes? There is an elf and some other type of humanoid fighting the metal men. An female elf stands in the street taking aim at the orc behind the barrel. Close to her stands a short female humanoid. Right next to the inner wall, Silhouette notices a odd looking half-dragon clad in his own strange metal garb. There is also a humanoid with wings, a flying elf maybe? He seems to be a cleric of some sort.
A red-haired human looks towards Thrak and waves for him to come forward to where he's hiding behind a wagon. The wagon has several holes in it similar to the ones in the wall.
"Dakashi," the psicrystal hums.
"That is the rest of me."
"Put me down!" Haspur mumbles through Thak's hand, trying to bite the goliath's fingers.
OOC: Silhouette and Thrak cannot see the hobgoblin from where they are. Round two starts now!
