World of Low'verok

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

Drax continues to scout along the ledge for a way down, or up, if there is a plateau above.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia

Elexia soothes Charity and mounts up. "I wonder if we should not try to find shelter. At the very least time for Portofer and I to pray for magics more in tune with our needs here."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Drax notices no plateaus, nor no easy way to climb down. The face of the cliff looks as smooth and glass. However, there are enough boulders about that one could anchor a rope to them and climb down if one wished.*

 

[Ashy]

Elexia soothes Charity and mounts up. "I wonder if we should not try to find shelter. At the very least time for Portofer and I to pray for magics more in tune with our needs here."

Pottofer nods, and remarks, "White Muther, you said som'in 'bout a vortex. What'cha talkin' 'bout?"

 

[Ashy]

"Well my dear friend, not only are we unwanted, but we're also forbidden. Or to say it another way, the Unwanted Deserts on the edge of the Forbidden Lands." He chuckles, despite his size, he barely had to dust himself off from the landing. "Pleasant place to leap into don't you think?"

A look of surprise crosses Pottofer's fat features, "How...how d'ya know this, Virgil?!?"

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Brigitte raises her eyebrows at Virgil’s revelation. “Forbidden Lands? Doesn’t sound like a very pleasant place.” She glanced around at all of the egg-like stones, still feeling nervous. Being afraid of rocks simply would not do. With a considerably amount of apprehension, she bent and picked up one of the stones.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Behind the group extends a stony, dry desert with the occasional hill or group of boulders as far as the eye can see. Clumps of shrubs and bushes cluster in hollows or at the base of the rocks. Brigitte picks up one of the many stones and holds it in her hand. It is egg-shaped, warm from the sun, and clear with a few streaks of gold in it. As she holds it... nothing happens. Yet.*

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Brigitte holds the rock for a few moments, until she realizes that she is holding her breath as well. Slowly, she let it out, feeling a bit of relief. The nightmare had been just that, a nightmare. She could not help but to feel silly, letting a dream make her as nervous as it had. With a relieved look on her face, she tossed the rock into the air, caught it, then hurled it as far as she could.

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

Drax sees the warrior woman pick up a stone, and grabs a handful, putting them in one of his empty sacks.

Looking around the group, Drax asks.

"Ssshould we go down, or out into the desssert? My dream held a sssmall town and a woman with many teeth. I have no rope to climb.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

A look of surprise crosses Pottofer's fat features, "How...how d'ya know this, Virgil?!?"

"Heard about it," Virgil says. "Not a good place, monsters are supposed to come out of it from time to time. That's what the desert natives here train for, monster-hunting. They say nobody who has gone in there has ever come out, and nightmares here sometimes come true."