Who Wants to be a Wayfinder? The New Class

Primus said:
The warforged looked over at Midian, its red eyes blinking like two lanterns flashing on and off in the darkness. "I... I don't know. I couldn't move, there was darkness and then, ther ewas...," its eyes fell on Modrinn. "Yes! It was there! I called to it! There was... the warmth and then I saw it and... now it came...."

Midian scratches his head, looking to their insectile friend. "That would be the link, I suppose, but guys, I swear I caught sight of ... something else down there. Modrinn, are your people tunnelers? Is it possible there's another one down there?"
 

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Midian & Talbot

Primus said:
"My people have not lived on Xen'Drik for eons... I doubt that is what you saw."

[sblock]Spot checks[/sblock]

Spot Rolls:[sblock]Midian: 11+3=14

Not sure if it's something he'd respond to, but just in case, Talbot: 19+4=23

Midian's actually not so pathetic as normal, but d*mn, invisible castle loves that animal companion. :confused: [/sblock]
 



[sblock]...

Yea, suffocating. Like smothering. All covering.

:P

I've been good about remembering all of the vagueries of warforged anatomy up until now, cut me some slackage.[/sblock]
 

Whisper's mystical sight revealed a slight aura of abjuration magic in the pit, an aura of abjuration that may have been coming from whatever gleaming object Midian could see barely buried in the grave earth.
 

"There is magic beneath the earth, underneath the spot he was buried," Whisper reports. "The aura is not strong...I do not think it can be much deeper."
 

Midian

Primus said:
Whisper's mystical sight revealed a slight aura of abjuration magic in the pit, an aura of abjuration that may have been coming from whatever gleaming object Midian could see barely buried in the grave earth.

Midian catches the flash off of it again, and kneels down to point at it.

"There. Not a creature, I guess, but some kind of object. Just let me..."

Caught up with curiosity and the moment of dicscovery, Midian hops back into the pit, stooping to brush the dirt off what he's noticed.
 

Midian dug into the dirt, drawing out a fist-sized uncut gem of a night blue hue. The khyber dragonshard gleamed in the sunlight.

Up above the half-orc whistled ot himself surprisedly. "Well, darn, first time I ever buried somebody who walked away from it. What'dja find in there?" he asked, Midian, "I need to fill this up before the storms come." And, indeed, the half-orc was right. The clouds overhead were beginning to swirl ominously and the rumbling of thunder could be heard in the distance.

Wind whipped the dirt around them. It would not be long before the rain began to fall.
 

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