OOC - You were paid in advance. 
To keep things simple. Two hundred gp for each of you.
To keep things simple. Two hundred gp for each of you.
World of Low'verok
- Thread starter Isida Kep'Tukari
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*The adventurers, battered, bitten, and bruised can finally climb out of the ancient, stinking, sunken temple. Drax can recover the belt buckle if he wishes. As they come back to the farmhouse in the late afternoon, the children, who had been on the lookout for them, swarm them in a happy mob. The adults are quickly on hand to offer them baths and get them a hearty meal. The children clamber for them to tell the tale, and the adults are nothing loathe.*
"How did you kill those little monsters?" they ask.
OOC - Between Pottofer and Elexia, everyone can get fairly close to healed.
"How did you kill those little monsters?" they ask.
OOC - Between Pottofer and Elexia, everyone can get fairly close to healed.
Graywolf-ELM
Explorer
Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2
Drax picks up the belt buckle, and washes it off with some water from his waterskin. He inspects it for any markings, and if finding none, will put it into a pouch for later use. He also picks up his temporarily discarded spear on the way out.
At the village, Drax remembers his tribe, and the young coming to see what was caught, out on the hunts for food in the swamp. His smile may have more pointy teeth than the children are used to, but he is happy to be reminded of young.
With additional healing, Drax expresses his thanks to the white mother, and rotund cleric. A bath is just what the lizardman ordered as well. In his sibilant tongue, Drax attempts to tell a story to the children, of the brave Brigitte and her swords, the magics of Gaoi, Pottofer, Virgil, and Elexia. The fight with the swarming rats, and then their Hellspawned mother. He has no training in telling stories, but he is pleased to tell the children what happened in as heroic a light as he can for his companions.
Drax picks up the belt buckle, and washes it off with some water from his waterskin. He inspects it for any markings, and if finding none, will put it into a pouch for later use. He also picks up his temporarily discarded spear on the way out.
At the village, Drax remembers his tribe, and the young coming to see what was caught, out on the hunts for food in the swamp. His smile may have more pointy teeth than the children are used to, but he is happy to be reminded of young.
With additional healing, Drax expresses his thanks to the white mother, and rotund cleric. A bath is just what the lizardman ordered as well. In his sibilant tongue, Drax attempts to tell a story to the children, of the brave Brigitte and her swords, the magics of Gaoi, Pottofer, Virgil, and Elexia. The fight with the swarming rats, and then their Hellspawned mother. He has no training in telling stories, but he is pleased to tell the children what happened in as heroic a light as he can for his companions.
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Ashy
First Post
Pottofer partakes of his share (and a couple other as well) of the proffered food and drink and sits back to listen to the lizardman's tale. He pantomimes fear, excitement, anger, fighting or spellcasting as the lizardman speaks, hoping more than anything that his silly actions will make the children squeal in mock fright or giggle with joyous laughter.
Virgil smiles at Pottofer's antics, the priest always made him chuckle inside. As the priest pantomimed, Virgil began to hum a tune to back up the storytelling, eventually taking over for a short while with an improvised operatic moment telling of their exploits. As he falls silent, he looks at the children with a smile on his face, a bath would do well about now.
Argent Silvermage
First Post
Elexia
Elexia entered the farm from a back door hoping to to avoid the children. She craved thier company but she was tired and filthy. A short bath and a borrowed dress and Elexia came down from the second story just as the story finished.
"Bravo!" She says and claps her hands as strongly as the children. "We will need to return tomorrow and purify the area but the horror is over for now."
She sits for dinner and even though she chooses to sit at the 'children's table' she stands and garners everyone's attention. "I would like to say a toast. "To friends old and new. and to the prosperity and peace for this land, I call Alnaria to grace us with love and protection."
Outside Charity can be heard whinnieing her approval.
Elexia entered the farm from a back door hoping to to avoid the children. She craved thier company but she was tired and filthy. A short bath and a borrowed dress and Elexia came down from the second story just as the story finished.
"Bravo!" She says and claps her hands as strongly as the children. "We will need to return tomorrow and purify the area but the horror is over for now."
She sits for dinner and even though she chooses to sit at the 'children's table' she stands and garners everyone's attention. "I would like to say a toast. "To friends old and new. and to the prosperity and peace for this land, I call Alnaria to grace us with love and protection."
Outside Charity can be heard whinnieing her approval.
*The family raises their gobblets.*
"Hear hear!" they say, and down their drinks.
*The children will happily hear the tale of how they defeated the rats as many times as the group will tell it. Baths and beds are offered, and the farmers say they can send a messenger to Virgil and Pottofer's employer to tell him that the job is done, if they wish. Finally all can fall into sleep. However, rest is elusive, and your dreams are troubling...
Elexia: [sblock]You find yourself soaring over a vast desert, seeing below you the cacti, juniper bushes, creosote plants, jumping mice, roadrunner, serpents, and scorpians that live in this environment. However, the farther you travel west, the more desolate the land becomes. It's as if all the water here is being drained by something. Diving closer you can see some of the plants and animals are... warped somehow. Bones twisted, odd protrusions, and some look sick. Soaring higher you see the land drop from a terrible precipice. And there, in the distance of the sunken land, a strange purple light... You awake with your heart pounding, fear thrilling through your veins, and Laylyn, the dove you rescued from Skord's hoard, trembling at your side.[/sblock]
Virgil: [sblock]You find yourself in a hot and dry land, at the edge of a sheer cliff. You stare out at the land below, dotted with boulders and pits. The wind whistles a terrible tune in your ears, and you begin to play to dispel the sound. As you play, you watch the horizon and see a fierce flash of purple light, and your own music begins to warp into a discordant and dissonant version of itself. You stop playing, filled with horror, and you hear a faint mad cackling far in the distance...[/sblock]
Pottofer: [sblock]Pottofer, you find yourself near a sheer cliff, dropping down hundreds of feet into a blasted desert landscape. You stand on soft grass within a forest, a pool to your left, cool forest air in your nostrils. As you watch, the distant horizon flashes in an eerie purple light, expanding in circles. Birds behind you scream, but you cannot turn to look at them. The light pulses and reaches you, seering past you. The woods burn in an instant, the pool explodes into vapor and is gone. Bird cries turn into harsh croaks, and strange creatures take to the scorched sky. Somewhere within you, you hear a woman scream...[/sblock]
Drax: [sblock]You find yourself climbing down a sheer cliff to a hot desert many feet below. Setting your claws, you turn to look at your destination. Boulders and pits dot the hot landscape, and far in the distance, a purple light shines faintly. Finally touching down to earth, you pass the boulders, the pits, walking far until you see what seems to be a strange village. Slabs of stone, scraps of wood and even metal seem to make up the ramshackle homes. People move amongst the buildings, some with odd gaits. One woman stumbles close to you, her long lanky hair hiding her face. She looks up suddenly, and seems to see you. She screams, her jaw distending as wide as a crocodile... then you wake, your heart racing, the scream echoing in your ears... [/sblock]
Brigitte: [sblock]You find yourself in a desert, standing at the edge of a sheer cliff that drops hundreds of feet into a seer and heat-blasted land. You should feel comfortable, here surrounded by both earth and fire, but you don't. Something within your blood rebels at this land, at the strange purple light you see on the horizon. Something within you tells you this is not right... You look around, trying to find something, and see a curious clear round stone. It is no bigger than a small chicken egg, and seems to stick to your hand. You stand there clutching it, looking out into the strange land, and your palm begins to sweat. You feel movement in your hand and look down. To your horror you see the small stone begin to melt and move under its own power, seemingly absorbing itself into your hand. Revulsion fills your mind even as your body begins to burn from a betray of its own blood... you awake, your body feeling warm, your hand tingling. It all fades in a few moments, but the memories linger.[/sblock]
Gaoi: [sblock]You find yourself floating over a blasted desert landscape full of boulders and pits. Behind you is a cliff that drops straight down into the strange place, and before you is a strange purple light. You feel the light is something powerful, something that perhaps could be tapped for its magical potential. You soar closer, ignoring the sick feeling in your stomach that grows every second. The light grows brighter and brighter and you feel lighter and lighter. Suddenly the sick feeling reaches a peak even you cannot ignore. You look down at yourself, shocked at what you see. Your body is wasted and thin, strange and boneless-looking. Cramps in your shoulders direct you to look backward, where huge bat wings of a sickly white rise from your spine. Nausea fills you as you turn to look at the light again, and a voice speaks in your head. We offer great power, great power, join us, become one of us... You awake with a start, cramps in your shoulders and legs, nauseated and shivering. A few moments and the feelings pass, but a sense of forboding fills you.[/sblock]
Shar: [sblock]Shar finds herself standing at the edge of a shear cliff in a blasted desert. The land below is dotted with boulders and pits, and far in the distance a purple light glows and pulses. You smell a strange smoke that comes from the blasted land below, a smoke that sets your teeth on edge. It's seemingly a combination of burning flesh, metal, and steel, and you hear ungodly screams echo from the land below. A mvoice whispers by your ear, "Come with us... power will be yours, join us..." Someone grabs you from behind and a knife slips across your throat...
You wake up in the darkness, shaking.[/sblock]
"Hear hear!" they say, and down their drinks.
*The children will happily hear the tale of how they defeated the rats as many times as the group will tell it. Baths and beds are offered, and the farmers say they can send a messenger to Virgil and Pottofer's employer to tell him that the job is done, if they wish. Finally all can fall into sleep. However, rest is elusive, and your dreams are troubling...
Elexia: [sblock]You find yourself soaring over a vast desert, seeing below you the cacti, juniper bushes, creosote plants, jumping mice, roadrunner, serpents, and scorpians that live in this environment. However, the farther you travel west, the more desolate the land becomes. It's as if all the water here is being drained by something. Diving closer you can see some of the plants and animals are... warped somehow. Bones twisted, odd protrusions, and some look sick. Soaring higher you see the land drop from a terrible precipice. And there, in the distance of the sunken land, a strange purple light... You awake with your heart pounding, fear thrilling through your veins, and Laylyn, the dove you rescued from Skord's hoard, trembling at your side.[/sblock]
Virgil: [sblock]You find yourself in a hot and dry land, at the edge of a sheer cliff. You stare out at the land below, dotted with boulders and pits. The wind whistles a terrible tune in your ears, and you begin to play to dispel the sound. As you play, you watch the horizon and see a fierce flash of purple light, and your own music begins to warp into a discordant and dissonant version of itself. You stop playing, filled with horror, and you hear a faint mad cackling far in the distance...[/sblock]
Pottofer: [sblock]Pottofer, you find yourself near a sheer cliff, dropping down hundreds of feet into a blasted desert landscape. You stand on soft grass within a forest, a pool to your left, cool forest air in your nostrils. As you watch, the distant horizon flashes in an eerie purple light, expanding in circles. Birds behind you scream, but you cannot turn to look at them. The light pulses and reaches you, seering past you. The woods burn in an instant, the pool explodes into vapor and is gone. Bird cries turn into harsh croaks, and strange creatures take to the scorched sky. Somewhere within you, you hear a woman scream...[/sblock]
Drax: [sblock]You find yourself climbing down a sheer cliff to a hot desert many feet below. Setting your claws, you turn to look at your destination. Boulders and pits dot the hot landscape, and far in the distance, a purple light shines faintly. Finally touching down to earth, you pass the boulders, the pits, walking far until you see what seems to be a strange village. Slabs of stone, scraps of wood and even metal seem to make up the ramshackle homes. People move amongst the buildings, some with odd gaits. One woman stumbles close to you, her long lanky hair hiding her face. She looks up suddenly, and seems to see you. She screams, her jaw distending as wide as a crocodile... then you wake, your heart racing, the scream echoing in your ears... [/sblock]
Brigitte: [sblock]You find yourself in a desert, standing at the edge of a sheer cliff that drops hundreds of feet into a seer and heat-blasted land. You should feel comfortable, here surrounded by both earth and fire, but you don't. Something within your blood rebels at this land, at the strange purple light you see on the horizon. Something within you tells you this is not right... You look around, trying to find something, and see a curious clear round stone. It is no bigger than a small chicken egg, and seems to stick to your hand. You stand there clutching it, looking out into the strange land, and your palm begins to sweat. You feel movement in your hand and look down. To your horror you see the small stone begin to melt and move under its own power, seemingly absorbing itself into your hand. Revulsion fills your mind even as your body begins to burn from a betray of its own blood... you awake, your body feeling warm, your hand tingling. It all fades in a few moments, but the memories linger.[/sblock]
Gaoi: [sblock]You find yourself floating over a blasted desert landscape full of boulders and pits. Behind you is a cliff that drops straight down into the strange place, and before you is a strange purple light. You feel the light is something powerful, something that perhaps could be tapped for its magical potential. You soar closer, ignoring the sick feeling in your stomach that grows every second. The light grows brighter and brighter and you feel lighter and lighter. Suddenly the sick feeling reaches a peak even you cannot ignore. You look down at yourself, shocked at what you see. Your body is wasted and thin, strange and boneless-looking. Cramps in your shoulders direct you to look backward, where huge bat wings of a sickly white rise from your spine. Nausea fills you as you turn to look at the light again, and a voice speaks in your head. We offer great power, great power, join us, become one of us... You awake with a start, cramps in your shoulders and legs, nauseated and shivering. A few moments and the feelings pass, but a sense of forboding fills you.[/sblock]
Shar: [sblock]Shar finds herself standing at the edge of a shear cliff in a blasted desert. The land below is dotted with boulders and pits, and far in the distance a purple light glows and pulses. You smell a strange smoke that comes from the blasted land below, a smoke that sets your teeth on edge. It's seemingly a combination of burning flesh, metal, and steel, and you hear ungodly screams echo from the land below. A mvoice whispers by your ear, "Come with us... power will be yours, join us..." Someone grabs you from behind and a knife slips across your throat...
You wake up in the darkness, shaking.[/sblock]
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Argent Silvermage
First Post
"Laylyn?" Elexia says, "What troubles you so my sweet? Did my tossing and turning frighten you?" She cradles the magical dove to her chest and brushes her platinum hair from her face. "I hope that dream was not an omen."
0: Detect Magic, Detect Poison, Mending, Read Magic.
1st: D= Protection from Evil, Bless X2, Divine Favor, Sanctuary.
2nd: D= Calm Animal, Sound Burst X2, Enthrall.
0: Detect Magic, Detect Poison, Mending, Read Magic.
1st: D= Protection from Evil, Bless X2, Divine Favor, Sanctuary.
2nd: D= Calm Animal, Sound Burst X2, Enthrall.
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