"No, we have heard of them being an issue elsewhere, but never here." He gets up to leave, then hesitates and says, "I will return once I warn our military, I will also find somewhere for you all to sleep. If you have any questions, I am sure that the other guards would be happy to answer them." before leaving. You are left in the room, with food and clothes. You can leave whenever you want.
After switching into the clean breeches the elf sits back down, eating a little of the food he was offered. "Well, we've got room and board for the night and a clean pair of clothes, but .." he pauses attempting to remember anything from before waking this morning ".. I still have no recollection of where I'm from, who I am, or who you all are. Were we strangers to each other or were we a group of friends? I have no idea if I've ever been here nor if I know anyone who lives here. Were we sailors? Why were we on that ship?" He goes through a series of other questions in his head attempting to answer them to no avail. "Perhaps it will all come back to us in the morning and all we need is a good rest."
Esfira returns after changing into dry clothes and immediately dives for her food, making quick work of the bread and soup provided to her.
Uncaring that she has a mouth full of food, she looks to the group. "We can rule out the cursed land theory then," she pauses to swallow, followed by a quick drink of water, "But we are no closer to finding answers, it seems. If it is alright, I'd like to figure out what kind of village this is. It may give us some hint to why we wound up here."
Watching the drow scarf down her soup and bread "You seem to be rather hungry; would you care for mine as well?" He gestures towards his mostly untouched soup and bread.
Daeron nods and occasionally makes affirmative statements as Savan and Esfira speak, but it's apparent that the half-elf is focusing on multiple things at once as he picks at his food. In the midst of his contemplation, he suddenly notices that arcane energy is manifesting in his hand and forming an image of a violet longsword with jagged edges. "How unexpected. I didn't know that I can do this." He looks around to see the startled looks on his comrades' faces. "Don't worry, it's not real, but it does look rather convincing, doesn't it?" Daeron dispels the image of the sword and concentrates on an image in his mind, wondering if he can create images of other things. After a few moments, he conjures up an image of a small bird that flies in around each of his friends' heads for a moment before popping out of existence. "Yes, perhaps some exploration of this village might help us gain some information. I certainly don't think that I'll gain any more information through idle contemplation at this point." This is curious. Did I own that blade? I have no recollection of it. Why was it the first image I created when I used my magic?
"I really shouldn't," she says as she reaches for the bread and takes a sizable piece from it. "Really, you also need to eat," she says through a mouthful of the offered bread. "You should get some of your strength back--"
Her hands stalled from getting the soup when the blade manifested in Daeron's hand, almost dropping the bowl in her shock. His explanation only piqued her curiosity, and the bird was rather pretty until it too vanished.
Panavor comes out the storage room. "Wanna look around the village we could ask the guards? about the other undead incident, maybe a similar situation happened before." He goes out the house looking for a guard if he find one and ask "Apperently there been an other undead problem in other place beside the one near the beach, do you have more information about that situation?"
"I don't think so. Those were merely illusions of things that I pictured in my mind. I would think that if I was a conjurer, the things that I would call forth would be more tangible and permanent. I'm still trying to figure out what's going on with my powers." He stops for a moment, wondering if he should ask these villagers if they have anyone who can help him figure out what's going on with his magic before concluding that he should probably just keep it to himself for time being. "I've noticed that you did some casting of your own back at the beach, perhaps we could work together and help each other find out about our powers."
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"Yeah, why don't we take a stroll through town. See what goes on around here maybe pick up a whisper or two. It'll give us a chance to meet the locals." He looks over at the drow "we'll wait a few minutes don't worry, there's no need to choke on the food, priestess. Enjoy it; it doesn't have legs, it's not going anywhere.He lets out the first small chuckle since he's woken. "I think we should find a local priest and see if he can help you with your divine power." He then looks towards the half-elf playing with illusions of some sort. "Then maybe we can find a local mage who might be able to help figure out what kind of power is within you. Perhaps they'll even know if there is any sort of divine or arcane magic within the other light skin and I."
"I'm not sure if I want to openly let people know about my powers yet. At least not until I'm sure that these people aren't the superstitious type that will think I'm a monster because of my magic. But I think that Esfira should go visit a priest and see if she can get information about her power." Daeron didn't recall the difference of divine and arcane magics until Savan mentioned it. That would explain why her magic was centered around healing and light, while my magic is dark and seems more destructive. I don't think I want to show my powers to these people unless I absolutely have no other choice or if I'm certain that it won't be held against me.
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Esfira swallowed the last of Savan's bread, having at least the decency to be embarrassed about her speed eating. It wasn't enough shame to stop her from taking his soup though. At least she left his water alone.
She wiped her hands on her new trousers when she finished, feeling replinished and sated with only the tiniest amount of guilt. "Thank you for sharing," she says to Savan with a smile, ignoring the fact she took the lot of his share, "I'm unsure if I am a priestess, but the magic I preformed makes me curious to its nature. A priest is a good a start as any."
Her violet eyes land on Daeron next. "Those illusions indeed held a darker aura than mine. But you are right in having a healthy caution in not yet demonstrating it to others." Her attention now falls back to Panavor and Savan. "How about you two? Do either of you think there is magic residing inside?"
"That is fair. While the bird was neat, that strange blast you were striking those undying bodies with and that sword you temporarily created an image of was very .. interesting to say the least." When the drow asks her question he begins thinking about how he woke up in the grasp of the ocean and managed to get out of the oceans reach moments later without getting up. "I .. I think there is something within me, but .." he ponders his next few words "It feels old. Ancient even." The elf reaches down grasping his calf for a moment "when I woke I was quickly consumed by the ocean. It stung my wound and as I saw another wave making its way towards me I panicked attempting to get away. Before I knew it greenery appeared all around me for a split second and I was 30 feet behind where I previously was in dry sand .. outside the reach of the waves. That's when you came over and used your divine powers to close my wound and ease the pain."
Daeron was glad that his companions understood why he wanted to keep his powers a secret and curious at the possibility that Savan and Panavor might have power within them as well. It would certainly go a long way towards explaining why we were all on that boat together and how we survived when everyone else perished. I'll make sure to bring this hypothesis up in private if Savan and Panavor prove to have some kind of magic inside them.And with that, he started to head out the door and explore the village.
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"No, we have heard of them being an issue elsewhere, but never here." He gets up to leave, then hesitates and says, "I will return once I warn our military, I will also find somewhere for you all to sleep. If you have any questions, I am sure that the other guards would be happy to answer them." before leaving. You are left in the room, with food and clothes. You can leave whenever you want.
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After Panover finished eating he go to the storage to switch into his new clothes.
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Daeron will also change into his new set of clothing and then he'll begin to focus inward, trying to learn more about the powers that he has.
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Daeron, roll an intelligence check to see what you learn about your powers.
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After switching into the clean breeches the elf sits back down, eating a little of the food he was offered. "Well, we've got room and board for the night and a clean pair of clothes, but .." he pauses attempting to remember anything from before waking this morning ".. I still have no recollection of where I'm from, who I am, or who you all are. Were we strangers to each other or were we a group of friends? I have no idea if I've ever been here nor if I know anyone who lives here. Were we sailors? Why were we on that ship?" He goes through a series of other questions in his head attempting to answer them to no avail. "Perhaps it will all come back to us in the morning and all we need is a good rest."
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Esfira returns after changing into dry clothes and immediately dives for her food, making quick work of the bread and soup provided to her.
Uncaring that she has a mouth full of food, she looks to the group. "We can rule out the cursed land theory then," she pauses to swallow, followed by a quick drink of water, "But we are no closer to finding answers, it seems. If it is alright, I'd like to figure out what kind of village this is. It may give us some hint to why we wound up here."
Watching the drow scarf down her soup and bread "You seem to be rather hungry; would you care for mine as well?" He gestures towards his mostly untouched soup and bread.
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Daeron nods and occasionally makes affirmative statements as Savan and Esfira speak, but it's apparent that the half-elf is focusing on multiple things at once as he picks at his food. In the midst of his contemplation, he suddenly notices that arcane energy is manifesting in his hand and forming an image of a violet longsword with jagged edges. "How unexpected. I didn't know that I can do this." He looks around to see the startled looks on his comrades' faces. "Don't worry, it's not real, but it does look rather convincing, doesn't it?" Daeron dispels the image of the sword and concentrates on an image in his mind, wondering if he can create images of other things. After a few moments, he conjures up an image of a small bird that flies in around each of his friends' heads for a moment before popping out of existence. "Yes, perhaps some exploration of this village might help us gain some information. I certainly don't think that I'll gain any more information through idle contemplation at this point." This is curious. Did I own that blade? I have no recollection of it. Why was it the first image I created when I used my magic?
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"I really shouldn't," she says as she reaches for the bread and takes a sizable piece from it. "Really, you also need to eat," she says through a mouthful of the offered bread. "You should get some of your strength back--"
Her hands stalled from getting the soup when the blade manifested in Daeron's hand, almost dropping the bowl in her shock. His explanation only piqued her curiosity, and the bird was rather pretty until it too vanished.
"Amazing! Are you perhaps a conjurer?"
Panavor comes out the storage room. "Wanna look around the village we could ask the guards? about the other undead incident, maybe a similar situation happened before." He goes out the house looking for a guard if he find one and ask "Apperently there been an other undead problem in other place beside the one near the beach, do you have more information about that situation?"
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"I don't think so. Those were merely illusions of things that I pictured in my mind. I would think that if I was a conjurer, the things that I would call forth would be more tangible and permanent. I'm still trying to figure out what's going on with my powers." He stops for a moment, wondering if he should ask these villagers if they have anyone who can help him figure out what's going on with his magic before concluding that he should probably just keep it to himself for time being. "I've noticed that you did some casting of your own back at the beach, perhaps we could work together and help each other find out about our powers."
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"Yeah, why don't we take a stroll through town. See what goes on around here maybe pick up a whisper or two. It'll give us a chance to meet the locals." He looks over at the drow "we'll wait a few minutes don't worry, there's no need to choke on the food, priestess. Enjoy it; it doesn't have legs, it's not going anywhere. He lets out the first small chuckle since he's woken. "I think we should find a local priest and see if he can help you with your divine power." He then looks towards the half-elf playing with illusions of some sort. "Then maybe we can find a local mage who might be able to help figure out what kind of power is within you. Perhaps they'll even know if there is any sort of divine or arcane magic within the other light skin and I."
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"I'm not sure if I want to openly let people know about my powers yet. At least not until I'm sure that these people aren't the superstitious type that will think I'm a monster because of my magic. But I think that Esfira should go visit a priest and see if she can get information about her power." Daeron didn't recall the difference of divine and arcane magics until Savan mentioned it. That would explain why her magic was centered around healing and light, while my magic is dark and seems more destructive. I don't think I want to show my powers to these people unless I absolutely have no other choice or if I'm certain that it won't be held against me.
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Esfira swallowed the last of Savan's bread, having at least the decency to be embarrassed about her speed eating. It wasn't enough shame to stop her from taking his soup though. At least she left his water alone.
She wiped her hands on her new trousers when she finished, feeling replinished and sated with only the tiniest amount of guilt. "Thank you for sharing," she says to Savan with a smile, ignoring the fact she took the lot of his share, "I'm unsure if I am a priestess, but the magic I preformed makes me curious to its nature. A priest is a good a start as any."
Her violet eyes land on Daeron next. "Those illusions indeed held a darker aura than mine. But you are right in having a healthy caution in not yet demonstrating it to others." Her attention now falls back to Panavor and Savan. "How about you two? Do either of you think there is magic residing inside?"
"That is fair. While the bird was neat, that strange blast you were striking those undying bodies with and that sword you temporarily created an image of was very .. interesting to say the least." When the drow asks her question he begins thinking about how he woke up in the grasp of the ocean and managed to get out of the oceans reach moments later without getting up. "I .. I think there is something within me, but .." he ponders his next few words "It feels old. Ancient even." The elf reaches down grasping his calf for a moment "when I woke I was quickly consumed by the ocean. It stung my wound and as I saw another wave making its way towards me I panicked attempting to get away. Before I knew it greenery appeared all around me for a split second and I was 30 feet behind where I previously was in dry sand .. outside the reach of the waves. That's when you came over and used your divine powers to close my wound and ease the pain."
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Daeron was glad that his companions understood why he wanted to keep his powers a secret and curious at the possibility that Savan and Panavor might have power within them as well. It would certainly go a long way towards explaining why we were all on that boat together and how we survived when everyone else perished. I'll make sure to bring this hypothesis up in private if Savan and Panavor prove to have some kind of magic inside them. And with that, he started to head out the door and explore the village.
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Ok, so what are you looking for?
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I think that we're looking for a priest right now .
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and possible more information about other undeath situation.
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