"Do we have too? That sounds like a odd trade, can't we toss some food in the hole instead? That's better then silly words isn't it?" Cinder huffs at the entity in the darkness.
Cedrick looks troubled upon hearing the words booming from the abyss. With a sigh, he flatly states "I was responsible for the death of one of my acolytes... My obsession with defeating a certain evil, caused me to lose sight of the inherent dangers around us. I should have known what was going to happen... His screams were... I must live with that choice." Having said this, Cedrick takes hold of his Holy Symbol and silently prays as the others continue speaking.
"I am from a world where there is no magic at all. Also, when I escaped from a demon that was attacking a tower I was in, I'm pretty sure the beast proceeded to lay waste to a nearby city."
Zailey drops his head in shame, “when I first started practicing magic, I had a mastiff as a steed and friend. One of my spells went horribly wrong as I turned him into a solid stone statue. I pray that someday I will learn a counter spell and can have my friend back. Right now he is placed outside my cottage.... standing guard.”
Sylrea stood there stone faced."Well, its not s much as a secret. People just never asked. You know, why I had left the town that day. Why I wasn't back in time. Truth is, I was in the woods conversing with a demon. The same demon that is in my head. It distracted me, but I will never make that mistake again. "
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Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
"What?! Can't you count you stupid hole! Zaliey and Sylrea just told you secrets! They are the last two! I owe you nothing! Hahahahaha!" Stomping near the hole, in happiness to escape the sharing of secrets.
"Shit! Let go of me Abomination! Fiends will always be preferable to you unnatural monsters! You shouldn't even be in this reality! Now if you want that secret release me and it's your's!"
"FINE! NONE OF YOU GUYS ARE TO LISTEN! You hear me! None of you, not Fuzzy, Cedrick, Zaliey, Sylrea or Elroy! None of you are to listen, cover your ears and make some noise!" Huffs looking at the pit and the dark tentacle, before kicking it lightly. "Get off after this you stupid monster." Giving the others time to do as she said before taking a deep breath. "I am Ahmya Yamakasai, exile of my clan for the sin of being not human. I have a older sister who was going to lead my clan, instead all but her is dead. Murdered because when I was discovered as a Warlock, they captured me and attempted to kill me. My sister defended me, and in outrage my Father demanded she be killed as well. So I used my connection to the hells and made them all sacrifices. My home and clan was given to the very hells themselves so that my sister and I could live." Cinder stops and takes a deep breath as fury leaks out as she stares down the hole, "But darkest of all, is I do not regret my actions. I would give a hundred clans to keep my sister and myself alive. Now, let go of me."
Fuzzyfeet tried to cover his ears but the shout was too loud for him to not notice. After when all was said and done, the bugbear stares at Cinder and turns his furry back at him before releasing a sigh.
"I heard nothing."
Speaking those three short words was the only comforting way he could think of after hearing Cinder's dark past before he enters the portal to Shadowfell.
The worlds seem to keep sliding by in front of Cedrick as he concentrates on his prayers, and his guilt, and his sorrow from his own past misdeed. He barely notices that Cinder is speaking at all... it is just a jumble of sounds to him. Once the talk is finished, and the portal opens up, he snaps back to himself, composes his features, and says to the group. "What is past, is past... let us move on into the future." He then steps into the portal following Zailey.
As you step into the portal, you are suddenly sent into a freefall through darkness and shadow for what seems like hours.
Chapter I lost count: The Dark Tower
The group suddenly awakens. Their surroundings have changed from the dark cave to a bleak, dreary place. Gray ground can be seen for miles around, along with a few rocks and chasms. A single, huge, dark spire looms in the distance, a mockery of Grigor's tower.
So far, Syrea seemed to be holding up better than some of the others. Given the fact that what she said was never meant to be kept a secret. As Cinder talked, Sylrea stood there with her hands over her ears. Obviously it didn't matter much, since her hands had gauntlets over them. Meaning, she heard everything. When all of this truth talk was said and done, Sylrea slowly walked towards the portal. She watched as the other went in one after another. When it was her turn, she let out a low sigh and carefully stepped in.
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Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
Cinder waits to be last, unsure about the brand on her and who listened in. She would find out and deal with that accordingly but now the mark on her was by far her biggest concern. With one last look in the hole she sneers, "Stupid monster, branding my arm and not even giving me magic for it." Then hopping in the portal. After way too much time she lands and looks around, "Oh great, I am sure I won't stick out in this place. I hate wearing a hood, always make me feel isolated."
"Do we have too? That sounds like a odd trade, can't we toss some food in the hole instead? That's better then silly words isn't it?" Cinder huffs at the entity in the darkness.
"Since most of you know most of my past, I'll go ahead first."
Fuzzyfeet shouts back to the old god.
"Old One, I consider my former work as a pirate and killing other pirates as a dark, hidden secret."
Cedrick looks troubled upon hearing the words booming from the abyss. With a sigh, he flatly states "I was responsible for the death of one of my acolytes... My obsession with defeating a certain evil, caused me to lose sight of the inherent dangers around us. I should have known what was going to happen... His screams were... I must live with that choice." Having said this, Cedrick takes hold of his Holy Symbol and silently prays as the others continue speaking.
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Elroy has to think a bit for his secret:
"I am from a world where there is no magic at all. Also, when I escaped from a demon that was attacking a tower I was in, I'm pretty sure the beast proceeded to lay waste to a nearby city."
"O̫̭̭̦͕̠̼nl̛͍̣̜̹͍͎y̗̖͚̫̘ ̦t͍͝w̡̰̟̞̘̠̜o͎̻̗̱͉͖̙ ͕͡m̳͓̱̠̬͚̘o̞r͓͍e ̵̼o͓̝͙͓f̪̠͙ ͙̫̺y͔͚̤̟̰o͟u̥͔̤͉̠͞ͅ ̧̹̩m̝u̩̘s̴͍͇̤̟͍̮t͖͎̦̟͔ ţ̹e͏̭̻̮̭͍̬͓ll̺͖̫̺̝̣͝ ̴͉̖̖̹m̢̮͓͎͇͈̲e̪̠͕͚̰͈ ̢̠yo̞̳͔̥͍͇u̴̥͕̞͇̹͉r̼̙͉͍ ̼̬͠h͏͇í͙͚̘͚͇d̡̹̥̙d̹e͏͓͖n̨̪̬͍̠͈̼̳ ҉̪̯̯̰̭ş͙̺̜͙̟̻̞ḛ̗c͕̦͓̹̣͍r͈̪̼̥͞ͅets̜.̭̯̩ ͎͈͝S̷e̗͖͖͎̼͍͡c̟̗r̶̩͎̝e͏̹̝͔t̥̝͎̝̠̭̖s̹͔̘͔̙ ̟̘a̢r̩͟e̵̮̫̣̯̪̤̖ ̢̤̘͕͙m̹̩͕̫y͈ ̝͍͠f̨̣a̷̲̱̞v̱̥̰̬͔͖o̧̗̬͉̞̙̠̠r̯̯͈i̧t̹̠ẹ ̛̩͍̼t͍͎͓͔̣h͡i͉ṇ̷͇̖͕͈g͏͙͙͉ ̴m̞̭̻͖̲͡o̭̞̦͎̰͘r̸̘͕t͎̭͔̟a͏̪̫ͅl͈͚͚̰͟s̗̲̕ ͖̣̭ć̦̱̦ͅa͖͖̖n̢̲̰̜̭ ͇͉͓ͅp̹̭͇̖̯r̰͉̖̫̰͘ͅo̠̪̗͚v̬̝͘í̼̫̤d̵e͎.͚̠͈͞"
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Zailey drops his head in shame, “when I first started practicing magic, I had a mastiff as a steed and friend. One of my spells went horribly wrong as I turned him into a solid stone statue. I pray that someday I will learn a counter spell and can have my friend back. Right now he is placed outside my cottage.... standing guard.”
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
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Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Sylrea stood there stone faced."Well, its not s much as a secret. People just never asked. You know, why I had left the town that day. Why I wasn't back in time. Truth is, I was in the woods conversing with a demon. The same demon that is in my head. It distracted me, but I will never make that mistake again. "
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
"O͖͔̙ͩͅn̲͔͋̎͋͢l̷̜̯ͨ̈̆ͪ̌y̡̱͙̻̹̞͎̥ͧͥ ̗̞͕̜͙͚̩͊̈͗͛ͮͦ͒o̢͇̟̚n̻̱̤̰̟͉̽ͩ͑̎ͪ͂ͅe̟̭͖̮̠̿͒͋̈͆ͦ ̵̮̮͚ͫs̯̺͗̅ë̮́ͯ̈ͮͣͧ͒c̍ͯ̑̓re̻̪̍̒ͬt͑́͗ͫ͗͊̆͏ ̥͔̙̏̾͗ͬ̃ͣͨ́r̥̰̭̼̜̥͐͋͐emͪ̊̈́ͦ̿̄͏̤̤̰̤̠a̡̰ͣͨi̛̯̠͉͓̲̜͍͋ͣͮn̴̟̬͑ͫ̾ͮs̖̝̝̦̤̤̾̈̀ͯ̓ ̢̟̝ͧ̎̃̽u̮n̡͎͉̪̟̱ͭͦ̏ͪ̊͑̏t̳̹͎̠ͩ̿ͬ̏ͯ͜o̞͈̲̻͔͙̱ͨ̒͊͡l̮̞̲̼͙̞ͦͫͬ͋͑͐d̡̝̥̑͌͗̇ͮͯ̎ͅ.͍͎̺ͨ͞ͅ"
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
"What?! Can't you count you stupid hole! Zaliey and Sylrea just told you secrets! They are the last two! I owe you nothing! Hahahahaha!" Stomping near the hole, in happiness to escape the sharing of secrets.
Nyogtha lets out a booming, terrifying roar:
"D̮̖O̠͎̬͇ ͘Y͈͖̠͔̗̩O̗̳͚͖̱͞Ṷ̫̭̣ ̲̙͉̣̣͓͇̀WI̶͕S̲̟̥ͅH̭̖̹ ̛͉̦T͙̳Ó̻͍̻̗ ̵͉͖̭͔͉P̵̹̞͇A͇͎͓͔͇͙̪Y͔̗ ̳̹͉W͍̘̪̹͇͙I͕̥͡T͚̲H̺͍̝̞̜̺͠ ҉̬̭̬͔̹ͅY̝̜̥O̙̭͕̖̠̟̳U͈̦̮R͎͖͢ ̹͇͎̖͝L̛̮̤I̝̦͠F͚͉͉̹̲̺͡ͅE̶͓̰̘ ̹̪I͔̘̣͘ͅN̟͔̤̝̮S̺̙̰T̬̖̣͞EĄḌ̹̣͕̻͖͔,̹̮̖͎͢ ̨̫̳͔̣̹̝͎P̲E҉̘͎R̬̘͟H̡̬̗A̺P̵̖̩͇̠̭͉S̬̤͎̰̬̼?̨̰̘̤͎͔͖ͅ ̛ͅY̘̖̯͙͉̫ͅỌ̷̣̠̲̥U̜̩̣̬̮̻͡ ̮̘̫́A̯̦̲̭Ŗ̗̣̮Ḙ̥͖̝ ̩̪͇A͓͎͈͉̮͔ ̖͈P̗͇A̩̤̤T͍̥H̨̠̖̫͈E͉̗̺T̴̙̟͈͚I̙̗͙̱͉͖̦C̶̩̜̖̞͓̺̖ ̻̕A̬̞̩̩ND̥̙͈̬̜̭̬ ̷̗F͍̟͚O̷̠͚͇̭̬O̮͎̥̪̩̬͕Ḷ̭̭̙͍̗̀Í̭͇S̮̣͢H͕̠ ͚̥̠͕C̛͎R͍̫̟̲̲E͓͎̝Á̙̭̲͓͍̳ͅT͕̭̣̮̮͕̕U̝͡R̛̳E̩̫̮̻͉̘ͅ, ̝̝̤͍̬M̩̰̠ͅA̰̻̫̭̠͢K̰̞̙̟̞IN̥̩̺̱̲̦G͍̞̫̝͉̞̤ ̳̮͙̯̤̩̱D̪̫̤̲̻̗E̼͉̘A̦L̯̩̳̘͉͘S̞̖̪͓ ͓̮͍̤W̰̫͕̤͇̜͟ͅI̟̠͉T̠H҉ ̱͈F̴̝̪̪I̘̘͔̳̻͜Ḛ̖̬̼͈̪N̼̘Ḍ̢̞̜̫̙S̛̮̺̮̫̞ ͉͘A͏S̷̺̥̤͚ ̼͉̠̫͝I͖̭͠ͅF͓̝̘̙ͅ ͍͚͚̬͜ͅT̡̫̦̲͎͍͖H̸͈̱̰̻̯E̹̮͉̻͞Y̢͕ C̼̻̤ͅĄ̜Ṉ͚̩̝̫͡ ̹B͎̰E͖̭͡ ̧̯̰̬̝̰͈T̯̘̣̗̻Ṛ͕͞U̼͡ST̴̩͓̰̻̖E̸̳̦̘̪̲̝͚D̪!̜ ͏̹͙̲̫̜̲I̟͈͙̫͖̦ͅ ̡̝̠̤̱W͎͘O̶͔̗̮̻̼̟Ụ̬̝̦̱͚L̼̠͍͈̮̣͇D̯͚̱͔ A̹̝̦̮͍͔͖͞D̳̫̗͎̦͟V́I͉͕͉̯̞̕S̩̤͠E͍̟̼͓̙̝̩ Y̛̤̟͙O̵͙̤̮̙̮ͅṶ̜̜̯͉̥́ ̭̦͙̯̬̝͘T͎̗̺͖̜̜ͅÒ̘̠̫̮̳͉͇ ̬̞͇͎Ḥ̗̝̗̙U̪̥̰̬̣͙͜ͅM͉͕B͓̳͎͖LE̶̝͔ ̼͔̟̩͞ͅY͎̘͞O̘̜͚U̥̰̯̰̭̻̣R̼̲̭͔̲̲̱Ś͍͈̣͕̰E̜̱L̻͎F͎!̢"
Congratulations! You have insulted a god. A shadowy tentacle whips out of the pit and wraps around your leg.
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
"Shit! Let go of me Abomination! Fiends will always be preferable to you unnatural monsters! You shouldn't even be in this reality! Now if you want that secret release me and it's your's!"
"Y҉̨̯̞̼Ǫ͏̤͖̩̼̱̰̞U̕҉͇̗̝̘̠̫̻͟ ̨͇̭D͔͇̤́O̱̹̪͍̗̖͢ ̗̗̜̮̜N̪̪͝O̝͖̹̬̰͉̫͘̕T̶̞͇͕ ̸͕͇̰M̸̛̙̜̦̼̼͙͙͝A̴̻̱͢K̵̳̤̙͟͢Ȩ͍̗͉̹ ̶̼͉͜T̪͙͖̗̤̱̞̹̬́͞͡H̴͚E͇͍̠̖͢ ̟̰͎͈̫̮͘ͅD̻̫̙E̷̛͙̮͇̜͜A̛͕̬̳L̩̙͉͈͢,̸̧̣̬̳̫̤ ̖̦F̘͇͈̙͍̣͉O̝̝̤͝Ǫ͖̘̠͉̱̰͟L͙̙̠͔̗͓͎.̶̛̲̱̺͟ ͏̦̗͕͖̦̱̗̠̪́͝T̵̬̻̦͜E͇͖̰̫̱̲͉͞ͅL̵̰͚̙͕͓L̵̗̫̲͍͖͘ ̢̤̗͈͎̩͞M̸̸̤̺͚͈É̘͙̬̦͓͍ ̧͖̺̣̠̦̗̕T̷͚̩̱̻͖̪̕͢H̲͓͟È͖̼̥ ̶̨̩͙̼̘͈͇̤̥S̟͉̠͚̦̟̲͎ͅȨ̷̺̜̪̼C̷̢̙̟͓̰̮͎͙͍ͅR̨̮̝͖̫E̺̦̭͈͟͜T̶͉̳͍̥͍̱͍͍.͏͇̞̼̟͢ ̨̻̗̰͠I̷̖̖̼T̵̞̪̜̰͓̭̬ ̡̘̬̣S̡̨̫̥̲̗̱͍̝͔̜͟E͙È̫̫̝̪͓M̷̮̙S͓͕̩ ̛͎̥̺͜͞O̬D̷̟̘̗̠̲D̩̺̞͉̰͓͍̦̀ ͏̮͘T̡҉̣̯͎͎̣H̺̺̺͍̤̱̝Ą̶̘͉͍̠͢T͘҉̺̼̰̭ͅ ͝͏̰̜̹͚̼͘Ṱ̨̮̜̱͇̯̻͍͓H̥͚̖̖͚̝̩E͙͔̟͘͝ ̵̬͖̮̖̜͚͜R̷̬͖̟̲̖͍̩̻̦͠E̙̝͚̦̤͉̼͖S̭̮̳̠̭͢͠T҉̷̴̳̹ ̨̬̤͇̕O͓̖̪͙̲F̟͓͉̤̺ ̴͓̟̩͓ͅT̠͙͚̦̝̲͝͝ͅH̢̘̠̤̲̠́E̸̲̞̲͈͔̳͜ ҉̮͕̯̼̬̫͙G͉̘̳͎R̰͙͈̟Ò̰̭U͏̢̫̜͔͓͚͖̤P̪ ̱̹̞̪͇́́Ḓ̹̰͈̬̥̣̱̕Ę̯̱̤͈̯C̘͙̘͓̳̜̟I̦͘͡D̵̛̟̕ͅE̵̺͍͖̦̹͔̙͈̮D҉͚͙̼̹̣̜͘͞ͅ ̸̗̝̼̘̀T̯̼͓͘͟O̴̧̻̹̭͖̜̬̲ ͉̭T̢͕̜̺̼̻E͚͝L͖̤̼͚̪͞L͚̤̼̹̱̜̕ ̼̬̳̲̹͞M͙̼͙̬̩̭̞̺̤͡͠E̵̵͕̣ ̡̤̻̜͍̻͜͡T̺͔͈̟̫̘̯͚̦H̢͜҉̤̰̠̭̖͖É̶͍̼Í̴͚̰̱̩̗̰͝R̴̥̰̟̖̖̯͜ͅ ̸̧̟̺͟S̵̟̠E͕͖͍͙C̹̦̝̬͚̞Ṛ̺E͇̯̪T͓̩̗̹͉̟̭̀́S̶̼͖̥̩̮̙͘͜,̵̧̪̜͕̣̺͝ ̷̢͙̗̰̳̟͕̰͓͞Ś̶̨̠̠̦O̙̘̦̮̦̭̝͕ ͓̣̺́Ì̹̙̙S̖̻̱̞̥͇̕ͅN҉̡̩͍̙̲'͚͎̮̤͎̳̤ͅŢ̳̰͇ ̵̴̣̤̖̼̫̙͍̝͎͘Í͖̠̪̟T̬̯̮̝̲ ͏͇̗͓̖̪͈̕ͅO̖͇̺͈͙̥͢͟ͅD͏̗̫͈̜̺̜̫̀D͕̤̻̟̮̠͍̜̳́͡ ҉̱̘͖T͖̪̭̖̘̝͘H҉͍̥̲͙͚A̷̫͚̠̮̲̻T̶̠̰̤͔̪̀͜ ̨̣͉̠Ý̨̙͇͉̤̩̞̣̯͚͡O̶͚̹̩͙̻Ụ̵̲͕̙ ̷̱̝̼̟͓R͎͚̠͇̞͉͚͟͡ͅE҉̡̼̩̠F͓͚͎̬̹͚ͅU̹̬̮͠S̩̙̦̝͙̠͘͡E͉͉̣̭̖̝̪͟ͅ ̵̶̠͓̣̲̬̪̪̝T҉̢͔̹͙̬̮͙̝O͢͝͏̯̹̠̼͇ ̖̮̪̦͝T̫̙̜̳͚̣̠̱̻E̵̤̠Ĺ̷̫̞̲͇̭̭L̸͖̞̺ ͈̝͔̬͕̖̙M̴̳̯͕̦̲̺̗E̶̮̱̰ ҉̨̫̞͢Ỳ̳̝O̷̧͓̰U͚̦̰̬̮͜R͡҉̥͓ ̷̷̼̼Ṣ̭̜̖̠͖̯̻͞E͏̴̹̲͇͖͟C̲̤̜̯̹͇R̡̘̻̩͜͠E̵̝̲̮͠T̫̣̳̰̣͕͍̦̕ͅ?̱̞̰̬͕̰ ̷̷̠̖̜̬͈͎̯̩̯W͓̦̖͡Ḩ͕͈͙̞͞A̡̙̜͙T̴̵̻͇̻̪̭͙̞ ̨̧͙̼͚̝̕I̬͉̺͉͖̦̠͙S̵͎̪͉̝͘ͅ ͈̙̰̰̣͠ͅI͎̱̞̦T̴̖͉ͅ ̨̯̫̕͞T̸̖̘͍̳́H̴̸̵̬̻̳͉̥̙̞A͏͏̗͉̗̳̩̘T̶̷̢̺ ͔̟̯͓͇̣̣̰Y̴̢̬͖̥Ơ̴̜͙̫̳͖ͅU̴̬͓̭̣͡ ͔̳̦͞H̫͔̫̥̻̬͝A̪͎͉͡V͎̺͚Ę̷̴̩̝̠͕̙̬ ҉͎̜̼̰̭͍̙ͅT̨̜̟͍͕̘̤͍̀͠Ǫ̵̖̪̘̫̪̙̻ ͏҉̳͔͚͡Ḫ͈̣͓̼͍̬I̗̥͚̕͝Ḍ͖̦͘̕È̸̦̙͝?̢͍̖͎"
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
"FINE! NONE OF YOU GUYS ARE TO LISTEN! You hear me! None of you, not Fuzzy, Cedrick, Zaliey, Sylrea or Elroy! None of you are to listen, cover your ears and make some noise!" Huffs looking at the pit and the dark tentacle, before kicking it lightly. "Get off after this you stupid monster." Giving the others time to do as she said before taking a deep breath. "I am Ahmya Yamakasai, exile of my clan for the sin of being not human. I have a older sister who was going to lead my clan, instead all but her is dead. Murdered because when I was discovered as a Warlock, they captured me and attempted to kill me. My sister defended me, and in outrage my Father demanded she be killed as well. So I used my connection to the hells and made them all sacrifices. My home and clan was given to the very hells themselves so that my sister and I could live." Cinder stops and takes a deep breath as fury leaks out as she stares down the hole, "But darkest of all, is I do not regret my actions. I would give a hundred clans to keep my sister and myself alive. Now, let go of me."
"D̹̞̲͈̠̞̋̉̊ͤͅO̺̰ͧͣͧ̐ ̳͖̞͇͉ͩ̐̑̐̚Y̍̈́̔ͨ͗ͭ̓O̲̭͎̤̮͗̒̆̆ͯ͐U̜̦̠̭͔͆̔ͪ̉ͣͅ ̥̹̙̣ͧͤ̋̓̅̅͑H̘͖̼̰̖̣̐E͍̥̰ͯ͂ͣ́͐̉A̰͉̩̺̹͕͙R̳̦̭̭̱̤̲̓̋̇ ͇̿̂ͦͤT̤̯̻͚͖͈ͧ͒̽ͩ̽̚H̫̋̆̈̈́͆ͨ̇Î̭͓̫̖̯S̯̦͓̰͚̙̱̓̈́ͥ͌ͪ,̹̇̅̂̌ ̝̹͈̩̄̅W͎Õ͈̪ͥ͋͐̆͗R̲̻̠͖̯̅̅͌ͅM̲̺͚̠̭Sͪ͑̐͊ͦ̉̈?̦͂ ̳̯̖͎̦̫̞̂ͭ̽̒̓̆͒T̺̈͒ͫH̝̣̝̱Ï͈͈̼̤͎̂̍͊Ṣ̤͔̦̯͈͉ͤ̋̉̏ͥ̚ ̙̝̹̓̒ON̯̹̩͙͔̽̓ͅE͓̫̫̩̪ͦ̇̓̐̍̅ ̥͉̠̱͉̦̔ͅK͔̣͗I̬̺͔̳̓͊̎ͯ̎͐ͅL̹͇̟̓̔ͮͦͦͭͭĽ̻͚̥͚͓̍Ẹ̜̺͈̞̪ͥ̌ͥ͗͑̊Ḓ̎̆̃̎̚ ͎͈ͦ̎̌̿ͦ̓̐H̹̿̽E͕͙͉̓R̖̪̰̟̣ ̲̮̥͇̔̈̍̽̍̚E̻̣̮̗̼̰͂̎̑̆ͦN̮͕͈̳͕̘͚̓͆Ṫ̙̎̋ͣͦI̝̳̜̼̯ͣͬ̅̄͐R͎̰͇͎̲E͍̯̠͈ ͎̘͎̻̻ͪ͊C̺̄͑͑L͍̭̭͍͓̪ͥ̒͊̚ͅÄ͈̩̮́̌N̈́!̦͎̣̜͚ͧͯͮ ͍̦̟ͫṄ̬̤͓̍͋̔͑ͫ̓Ó̐͒ͤ͋͗R̬̖̤̃ͬM̤̣̻̮̂̐͆̑Aͣ̄̅͂͐L͍̬͙L̮̎Y̦̮̜̮͚̦̙̽ͬ̓,̲͎̱̟̳̒̎͛ͅ ̥̥̞̮̳̽̌ͭ̍̊̾̚I̟̭̥͎ͤ̂ ͔̹̼̜̔ͦ̈͑̄ͮ͋W̟͖̥̝̭͎̉ͬ̌ͅO̯̗̣̙̓Û̆ͩ̑̐ͦL͎̟ͥͪD͍͕̗̻͗̒ ̺͓͇̭̦̩̌̍ͫͤ̆̄ͨḺ̼̺̋͌̄̄Eͨ̎̂̐ͤ̏Ä̮̺̙̯̈̋V͚̺͔̱̏̂E͓̱͙̼͋ͧͯͦͫ̿ ̯̩̠ͯ̃͌Ȳ̽̽Ỏ͔ͥ̈́U͂ͭ ̯͓͔̖̓͊͋͐TO̬̝̣̤͛ͮ̽͗͊͂ ͔̺̜̦͉͖͓̏̎̌͊͐Y̼͓̘͋̂̍O͔͇̲̲̣̒ͬ̇̍̿ͧͦU̪͕̳̎̃R̻̮̪̺͓̙̐̒̑ͣ ̯̮͈̮̳B̲̩ͣ͛U̟̲̗̞͙̎̅ͮ̽Sͫ̉ͮ͗̅̓I̻͚̺Ṋ͓̤̤E̹͈͇̮̤ͪS͕̭̬S͍̯̗͓̞̆̒ͫ̈̌̚,̹̞̱͂͗ ͙̍B̮̀̎̽̄͗́͐U͓̦̬̠̇̒̆Tͬͧͥͬ̈́͒ ̼͈̅͐ͭ̑ͅF͕̠̩͉ͣ̆ͅOR̿̿̂ ̀̓̓ͩ͒̄ͪͅY̤ͣ̌O̳̹͔͂U͔̘̞͎̦͎̇͌͊ͤ̅̍R̲ͨ͑̏ͦ͑ͧͯ ̻̮̗͛ͯ̔̋͒P͎̺̤̳̩͙̉ͩ̽͛͛R̫͈̩ͦ̽̔̈́̐̆E̜V̭̮̦͇̻͈́I͚̗̜̓ͭO̦̔ͫ̃ͬ̈̑ͯṲ͇̞̼͖ͪͅŜ͎͔ͪͫͦͩ̔ ̲̣͂̊̀͋ͭ͆I̖̠ͅÑ͓͇̘͚̜̓ͤͫ̈̐̀S̬̎̑ͬ̔O̬̺͚͖͔L͙̟͍̼̻̥̪̏̀ͦ̉̈E̒ͦͬN͆C̓ͨ̅E͓̣͈̯̹,̯̞̻͗̑̈͐ ̒͊̾̊̔ͣY̫̝ͯ͂ͫO͕͈͖͚̰͈̖ͪỦ͙̭̘̫̗̼ͤͧ͑͒ͫͣ ̝̻́ͪͫ̆͂̀ͫS͙̟̙̯̭͒̊̓ͦͮͬH̤̮̹̬͔̫A̞͉̜̭͋͒͐ͅL̲̖̺̈́̈L̥ͩͣ͐̀ ̬̪͖̂̽̔̆ͫ͂B̟̯̝ͭÉ̉ͨ ͈͙̘͚̘̽͂ͅB̭͙̬̩̮͙ͬ͑̇ͥ͛Ř̯͓̙AͮN͉̟̓D̥̖̽̇̎̉E̟̺͈̹̘̞D̞̳̞̞͔̯͌̂̂̃̿ͯ!̇̌̓"
A second tentacle emerges from the pit and grabs your arm, burning a mark in the shape of an ever-watching eye. The tentacles release you.
Elroy heard everything. His expression could be described as a combination of shock and disappointment.
"Nyogtha, you got what you wanted. Tell us where we can find our friend, and bring us to him."
"Ṱ̆̃̿h͇ͣ̐̊̋ẻ̾ ͕ͥͪͣ̔̂̽dͫͪͪe̤̻̙̲̥͔͈͐̏ͤa̭ͮ̂l̲͖͇̜͒ͅ ̱̖̗̰̩̻̄ͣ̑i͎͕̗̦͛̾́ͨ̓ͫ͛s̱̯̩̩͓̞̲͂̃ͯͮ̽ ͖̞d̘̹͔̥̏ͮͧ̃́̒o̗̯̘̘ͨ͛ͅͅn̙̼͊̂ͯ͌̊e͔ͬ͆̃̐́.̺̭̳̪̟́ͬ̿͋̊̐ͅ ̙̰̇ͭ̃̊ͪY͚̲͕̗̺̓͒͊̑́o̹̗͐̍ͨ̐́͐ͨụ͈͎̩̠ ̬̝͙̣ĉ̝̙̬̖̤͔ͯͧͅa̼̗ͥ́̈́ͧͪͅṋ͎̰̇ͤ̽ͧ͊ ̥̤̞̗̉ͅf͙͖͖͉͊͂͗̈i̪͚̻̣̫̓̈́̊n͕̥̳̬̥͈͌́̀ͨͯ̃̚ͅd̲̺̥̾ͣͫ̄̔͗ͅ ͋͛̏́p͉͎̓͆ͨ̓ͦa͎͕̽̅̂̌r͇̣̱̬ͬ͆t͔̪̺ͩ̋͒ͅ ͕̽ͫ̆̂̂̾o̺f̫ͣ̇̋̚̚ ̬̼ͨ̈̓̃ͧG̖̥͖͈͕̣̽ͮͣͭ̿ŕ̭̦͎͓͔͓ͅị̍̽͌͛ͨ͑g̪͍̻̠͈͐̉ͅo͌͊̆ͭ͊͆̆r͉̥̺ ͍͔̲͕̫̭͇̉ĭ̠̗̖̰͊̓ͫ̓̏ͦn̩̣̣̙͂ͧ̅̍̆͌ͤͅͅ ̺͒t͚͇̚h̘̮̠̱͇̙̯̓̊̿̀̚e̥̱͎̩̱̰͉͋͂ ͕̔ͧ̎ͨS̼͚̻̰̆̔ͭḣả͂̊̓͋̌̍d̥͎͕̄̊o̺͊̍̆ͭͧ̋w̹̯̠͊̓̈́̚̚f͓̱̜̻̓̏͊ě̥̲ͤͨl̟̜̝̥̱̦ͧl̔̉͋,͍̮ͤͯ̊̆ͅ ̜̮̙̤̣̯͋̍a̲̯̹̖t͙̬̞̞ͥͨ͌̿̈́ͥͭ ̹̲͈͙̯̅ͦ̉ͩ̽ͅa̪̥̬͍͋ ͉̖̯̥ͨͭ̓̎ͧͨg̎̿̃̀ͫͫr͍̙̲̟̐ͭ̃̏͆ͫe͇̪̤̮̹͂ͬ̒̀͒̍͒a̜̱t̻̬̤̜͙́̿͋̂̚ ̊́̾̆ṱ͍̠͓̤̜ͮͮ̃̇ͣ̓o̝͎̣ͦ͐̾w̭͔̙͐ͬ̔̓̽̽e̫̯̞͚̗̽ͨr͍̖̠̦͉̗̅ ̥ͯ́̿̀̉m̩̰̘ͯͯͣ̾̂̓i̲͉̅r̮̙̘͚̪̬̂̊ͮ͆̆ͨ̎ȑ͚̜̬̣̣̅ͦ̃ȏͯ̽̅r̩̰̦͖̖̜̱͐͌̿ͬi͖͈͇͕͑̆ͨ͒̈n̎ͪͮ̽g͗͐ͬ͆ͮ͒̋ ̰̮͓̲̪̮̙ͬ̔h͙̙̳̤̬͉̞̔̌͑̄̾͛i̊̎s̱̼̗̱̻͊ͫ͗ ̫̓̋̔̈m̙̗̮̓̐ä͔̪͂̏̓͛̽t̩̦͕͔̱͙ë̈ͭ̈̇̆̚r͚̰͉̟̹͕ͣͥ̂́̄̏̚i̘̞̭̤͛a͓͍̘͈ͫ̔̔̑ͦl͎̂ ̠̌̓̐͗ͤho̮̺̠̻̾̀m̮͖̥͍̖̠̭̈ͧe̤̖̦̙͚̹̞̿̈́.̺̺̼͙̑͑ͬ͑͑̆ͤ"
Two tentacles emerge from the pit and form into a circular shape on the ground. This is the portal.
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Zailey gathers up everything up takes a pensive look at everyone. “What choice do we really have?” He then steps inside the portal.
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Fuzzyfeet tried to cover his ears but the shout was too loud for him to not notice. After when all was said and done, the bugbear stares at Cinder and turns his furry back at him before releasing a sigh.
"I heard nothing."
Speaking those three short words was the only comforting way he could think of after hearing Cinder's dark past before he enters the portal to Shadowfell.
The worlds seem to keep sliding by in front of Cedrick as he concentrates on his prayers, and his guilt, and his sorrow from his own past misdeed. He barely notices that Cinder is speaking at all... it is just a jumble of sounds to him. Once the talk is finished, and the portal opens up, he snaps back to himself, composes his features, and says to the group. "What is past, is past... let us move on into the future." He then steps into the portal following Zailey.
[ Insert Favorite Saying Here ] ... ;-)
As you step into the portal, you are suddenly sent into a freefall through darkness and shadow for what seems like hours.
Chapter I lost count: The Dark Tower
The group suddenly awakens. Their surroundings have changed from the dark cave to a bleak, dreary place. Gray ground can be seen for miles around, along with a few rocks and chasms. A single, huge, dark spire looms in the distance, a mockery of Grigor's tower.
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
So far, Syrea seemed to be holding up better than some of the others. Given the fact that what she said was never meant to be kept a secret. As Cinder talked, Sylrea stood there with her hands over her ears. Obviously it didn't matter much, since her hands had gauntlets over them. Meaning, she heard everything. When all of this truth talk was said and done, Sylrea slowly walked towards the portal. She watched as the other went in one after another. When it was her turn, she let out a low sigh and carefully stepped in.
Sylrea "Joan " Lightbringer - Variant Human - Paladin 2/Bard 1 - An adventure of amazing proportions and mixed madness
Cinder waits to be last, unsure about the brand on her and who listened in. She would find out and deal with that accordingly but now the mark on her was by far her biggest concern. With one last look in the hole she sneers, "Stupid monster, branding my arm and not even giving me magic for it." Then hopping in the portal. After way too much time she lands and looks around, "Oh great, I am sure I won't stick out in this place. I hate wearing a hood, always make me feel isolated."
"This place is making me gloomy, in more ways than one."
Fuzzyfeet lights up his hooded lantern and starts walking in front of the group towards the tower.
"That mad god should better be telling the truth. Looking for Grigor from one plane to another is not an easy task."