Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC)

[Scott DeWar]

of sorts, Roderic, was it? My family has a vested itrest in seeing an end to these occurences. I am hearing more and more information that i find most peculiar. I would like to assist in the search of the truth behind these attacks and bring peace back to this community. have you room for a conjurer?

OOC: this is a knowledge : planes check to see if the black goo mentioned might be something to do with outsiders: 1d20+4=21

 

[Helfdan]

"We have room for all men of stout heart, willing to do their part. Come, lest we be left behind!" With that, he leads the conjurer out the tavern door to his friends.

 

[Yttermayn]

Knowledge: planes- The only thing that comes to mind is possibly ectoplasm, but to John's knowledge, that stuff is connected to psionic activity. Add to that the black goo smells like decayed flesh, and you've got maybe corrupted body fluids.

Outside, the group can see the surrounding hills. One side of the valley seems to draw the eyes and repel the soul. The side with the rock outcrop a day's walk away, the side where dying, mutated animals leave behind smelly goo. The side where eeeeevil lurks.

 

[Scott DeWar]

"So, is there aleader in this group? I have been thinking aobut what I have heard and my have information pertnant to the source of some of the troubles. I fear that not only stout of heart, but firm of spirit and mind might be of great benifit."

 

[Amaury]

OOC:

The side where eeeeevil lurks.

I'd swear I could HEAR you say that!

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Rosalia says to all: "Well, boys, firm of spirit, mind or not, shall we go? There's a bit of a walk in front of us.."

She starts heading towards the valley. As she walks, Rosalia quickly closes on John, looks at him with insistance
and says with a joking smile: "The only thing my feeble mind has not yet grasped entirely, is the importance
of these visions of yours, John, and the.. 'artefact' that you have recovered..
Is there anything you should be telling us my dear John?.. Maybe this 'artefact' is important to the cause..
Maybe we should enquire about these visions of yours with an elder? Hum, what d'you say?"
As she talks, she removes her hat, strokes her hair a bit and readjusts her hat back to protect herself from the sun.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Scrag follows a few steps behind Rosalia.

 

[Scott DeWar]

The side where eeeeevil lurks.

OOC: ya know, that just comes out of you so naturally...i am getting to be worried here.

"Well, miss, one of the visions was of a great mage doing battle with a great dragon with lesser being bowing down to the dragon. That was one vision where i saw the staff in the hand of the man doing battle. the knowledge i learned during my apprinticeship was that of creaturs of various natures and effects of various magics. this black goo that i hear mentions=ed seems to be of advanced decay, but occuring too quickly to be natural.

I can only speculate that strong magics of the school of necromancy, a school that i am forbidden to practice my self. there seem to be other sciences involved here. Rather the sciences of the arane, or the Arts of the Divine and faith magics, there might be the involvmentof the sciences of the Mind, a rarely practiced form of magic."

His speach is delivered in not a condenscending or lecturish tone, but rather matter of factly. His face shows the emotin of great concern, though.

 

[Amaury]

"And.. that staff you have found in the Temple of Pelor, do you know what it is and how to use it? Does it bare any ressemblance to what you've seen in yur vision?" asks the investigative woman.

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Th vision was too short to wee what it did int the fight. I do not know what it does yet. I do know that it exactly like the one in the viision. I saw myg randfather standing against the evil monster with it in hand."

He touches the ebon colored coated staff revrntly, wishing fo some time to examine the staff closer.

 

[Helfdan]

Roderic listens attentively to John's words, as he slowly makes his way to the front of the group, his shield at the ready.