"Well if I am fated to die when I return then I do not mind using this last bit of borrowed time to aid you. For my reward I want the war my people face to end and for a lasting peace to be forged."
Arturan heads over to the metal panther and examines it curiously.
The Yuan Ti nods even though he had wished for more information, he takes solace in the fact that his death had given them a chance to finish what they had set out to do. He slowly crosses his arms and waits to here more of what the others gathered want.
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Ralph dusts himself off as he stands and thinks about what the Planetar is offering. “My children will have to earn their rewards just as I did..... Just make sure that bastard who did this to me suffers.” He stands ready and waiting the next move. Alien-like whip that has replaced his arm curling and dancing in the air behind him
Real addresses Amhzael again "I am most grateful for this opportunity. I hope we will do justice to the cause at hand. My only request would be to add my name to yours as a faithful leiutenant in your service if we are successful." Real bows. He will then spend just enough time to first ritually summon and then dismiss to a pocket dimension his faithful owl known as Clay
"Very well, your name will be with my own in regard to this service." The angel says with a nod.
"Well if I am fated to die when I return then I do not mind using this last bit of borrowed time to aid you. For my reward I want the war my people face to end and for a lasting peace to be forged."
Arturan heads over to the metal panther and examines it curiously.
"Free will cannot be taken so easily." The angel says with regret. "I can bless those who fight on in your behalf, so that they might be greater than before, but I cannot simply end the fighting."
Ralph dusts himself off as he stands and thinks about what the Planetar is offering. “My children will have to earn their rewards just as I did..... Just make sure that bastard who did this to me suffers.” He stands ready and waiting the next move. Alien-like whip that has replaced his arm curling and dancing in the air behind him
Tyrkoris will listen to the angel's plight and offer carefully, "I gave my life willingly, I had no illusions that I would survive. I am a soldier of the Light and as long as I draw breath, I will continue to be one. I regret that we may have to slay such a being, but we must protect the Light. I will fight for you, and aid in any way I can. As for a reward, all I ask is that if you can, please reclaim my remains from the Abyss, I do not wish for them to remain in that foul place forever."
Tyrkoris will listen to the angel's plight and offer carefully, "I gave my life willingly, I had no illusions that I would survive. I am a soldier of the Light and as long as I draw breath, I will continue to be one. I regret that we may have to slay such a being, but we must protect the Light. I will fight for you, and aid in any way I can. As for a reward, all I ask is that if you can, please reclaim my remains from the Abyss, I do not wish for them to remain in that foul place forever."
Bjorn climbs into his sack of holding, and returns with a lute. He begins to play and sing in a voice you might expect a fighter to have.
"I do not require that you enhance my fame. My legacy will speak for itself. I have laid siege to many an enemy city. I have defended my people in battle. During times of drought I have provided for my people, and in times of harvest my trade agreements have made them wealthy."
Bjorn looks at the lute displeased. He turns the tuning knobs and it sounds worse. He then tosses it across the room. "I never like the lute. Your cause sounds worthy." Bjorn says to the angel. "If you could bless my children I would be most appreciative."
Bjorn climbs into his sack of holding, and returns with a lute. He begins to play and sing in a voice you might expect a fighter to have.
"I do not require that you enhance my fame. My legacy will speak for itself. I have laid siege to many an enemy city. I have defended my people in battle. During times of drought I have provided for my people, and in times of harvest my trade agreements have made them wealthy."
Bjorn looks at the lute displeased. He turns the tuning knobs and it sounds worse. He then tosses it across the room. "I never like the lute. Your cause sounds worthy." Bjorn says to the angel. "If you could bless my children I would be most appreciative."
"It will be done." The angel says. He frowns at the lute though, seemingly displeased at the disrespect of the instrument.
"Your names will go down in history as being among the greatest of heros." The angel says as tears run down his face, diamonds falling onto the floor around him. He gestures and three items fly off of a shelf to land on the floor by the group. They appear to be hourglasses, though anyone can tell they are quite magical. "Those items will allow you to take short breaks unworried about danger around." The angel explains. "Each will only be able to be activated once, but will give you an hour out of time for those close to the hourglass when it is activated."
"My time is running hsort..." He informs you and begins to cast a teleportation spell...
The bright lights of the shrine fade as you feel the strange rushing sensation of teleportation magic. Suddenly, the pressure disappears and you feel the rush of cool air on your skin as you emerge into reality once more.
As you pull away from your fellow adventurers and take stock of your surroundings, you see that you’re on the shore of a great subterranean lake. The inky blackness of the cavern is broken only by a phosphorescent purple glow that shimmers across the surface of the water.
On the far side of the lake the cavern walls close in, and right at the point where they meet is what appears to be a temple, barely visible in the wavering light.
Iorythas on instinct moves to find a place to hide the in the darkness around them, his hands going for the bow on his back as he seems to look around to study their surroundings. As he feels the comfortable grip of his bow he knocks and arrow, holding it in a resting position.
Iorythas on instinct moves to find a place to hide the in the darkness around them, his hands going for the bow on his back as he seems to look around to study their surroundings. As he feels the comfortable grip of his bow he knocks and arrow, holding it in a resting position.
Stealth: 20
(With reliable talent that is actually a 27...)
Glancing around you do notice a small path that leads to the water's edge, where a boat is tied up to a small dock. There appears to be a bell hanging from a post on the dock itself.
"Nice place..." Saralyssa comments as she glances around. Then she moves her gaze to the three hourglasses still sitting in the center of the teleportation circle. "Who wants to take one of those?" She asks, looking to the others. "Do you want me to put them into my bag of holding for now, or do we want to spread them out?"
She then takes a moment to cast mage armor on herself.
With another moment of concentration her familiar, a black and white tabby cat with wings appears on her shoulder. A Tressym.
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"It seems wise to divide such a valuable resource as a precaution should someone irretrievably fall. I would recommend three of our number volunteering to each carry one of the devices. If there is no protest I will volunteer to be one of the carriers."
With a tap on his forehead Pinnacle's eyes gleam with a subtly green light. (He activates his Goggles of Night). Peering through the darkness he looks for any sign that their arrival has been noticed or that the area around them is populated by whatever denizens might call this subterranean environment home.
Perception: 19
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"It seems wise to divide such a valuable resource as a precaution should someone irretrievably fall. I would recommend three of our number volunteering to each carry one of the devices. If there is no protest I will volunteer to be one of the carriers."
With a tap on his forehead Pinnacle's eyes gleam with a subtly green light. (He activates his Goggles of Night). Peering through the darkness he looks for any sign that their arrival has been noticed or that the area around them is populated by whatever denizens might call this subterranean environment home.
Perception: 14
The illumination from the glowing water has it at dim light, so, with the goggles you can see around your immediate area as if it were bright light.
You do not see anything on this side of the lake that is alarming though. A small boat is docked close by, with a bell hanging from a post. A small path leads down to the dock from your current position.
"Our arrival seems to have gone unnoticed for the moment. We cannot rely on that to last long though. Let us decide what our next step is quickly so we are not as out in the open as this."
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Real activates his Spidy sense (divine sense) To know if bad types are close. He will pull Clay back from the pocket domain and send her to fly above the water near the boat to see if she can see anything unusual. "I would be happy to carry one of those hour glass items in my magic bag. As Our friend says, it helps to spread the power."
"I can carry one in my own bag of holding. If not then I agree that it is best to divide the items between us." Iorythas says as he steps back into view since it seems that nothing was hostile towards them yet. His gaze turns towards the boat to see if that is where the rest of the group will decide to go.
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"I do not currently posses such a container. Perhaps it would be best for the items to be retained by individuals with means to carry them and retrieve them with ease. I will defer to the judgement of the group, but recommend the designated custodians be the Yuan-ti, the Half-Elf, and the Gnomish female."
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"Well if I am fated to die when I return then I do not mind using this last bit of borrowed time to aid you. For my reward I want the war my people face to end and for a lasting peace to be forged."
Arturan heads over to the metal panther and examines it curiously.
Your secret is safe with my indifference - Percy
The Yuan Ti nods even though he had wished for more information, he takes solace in the fact that his death had given them a chance to finish what they had set out to do. He slowly crosses his arms and waits to here more of what the others gathered want.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Ralph dusts himself off as he stands and thinks about what the Planetar is offering. “My children will have to earn their rewards just as I did..... Just make sure that bastard who did this to me suffers.” He stands ready and waiting the next move. Alien-like whip that has replaced his arm curling and dancing in the air behind him
"Very well, your name will be with my own in regard to this service." The angel says with a nod.
"Free will cannot be taken so easily." The angel says with regret. "I can bless those who fight on in your behalf, so that they might be greater than before, but I cannot simply end the fighting."
"That can be arranged." The angel agrees.
Tyrkoris will listen to the angel's plight and offer carefully, "I gave my life willingly, I had no illusions that I would survive. I am a soldier of the Light and as long as I draw breath, I will continue to be one. I regret that we may have to slay such a being, but we must protect the Light. I will fight for you, and aid in any way I can. As for a reward, all I ask is that if you can, please reclaim my remains from the Abyss, I do not wish for them to remain in that foul place forever."
"It shall be done." The angel agrees.
Bjorn climbs into his sack of holding, and returns with a lute. He begins to play and sing in a voice you might expect a fighter to have.
"I do not require that you enhance my fame. My legacy will speak for itself. I have laid siege to many an enemy city. I have defended my people in battle. During times of drought I have provided for my people, and in times of harvest my trade agreements have made them wealthy."
Bjorn looks at the lute displeased. He turns the tuning knobs and it sounds worse. He then tosses it across the room. "I never like the lute. Your cause sounds worthy." Bjorn says to the angel. "If you could bless my children I would be most appreciative."
"It will be done." The angel says. He frowns at the lute though, seemingly displeased at the disrespect of the instrument.
"Your names will go down in history as being among the greatest of heros." The angel says as tears run down his face, diamonds falling onto the floor around him. He gestures and three items fly off of a shelf to land on the floor by the group. They appear to be hourglasses, though anyone can tell they are quite magical. "Those items will allow you to take short breaks unworried about danger around." The angel explains. "Each will only be able to be activated once, but will give you an hour out of time for those close to the hourglass when it is activated."
"My time is running hsort..." He informs you and begins to cast a teleportation spell...
The bright lights of the shrine fade as you feel the strange rushing sensation of teleportation magic. Suddenly, the pressure disappears and you feel the rush of cool air on your skin as you emerge into reality once more.
As you pull away from your fellow adventurers and take stock of your surroundings, you see that you’re on the shore of a great subterranean lake. The inky blackness of the cavern is broken only by a phosphorescent purple glow that shimmers across the surface of the water.
On the far side of the lake the cavern walls close in, and right at the point where they meet is what appears to be a temple, barely visible in the wavering light.
Iorythas on instinct moves to find a place to hide the in the darkness around them, his hands going for the bow on his back as he seems to look around to study their surroundings. As he feels the comfortable grip of his bow he knocks and arrow, holding it in a resting position.
Stealth: 20
(With reliable talent that is actually a 27...)
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Glancing around you do notice a small path that leads to the water's edge, where a boat is tied up to a small dock. There appears to be a bell hanging from a post on the dock itself.
"Nice place..." Saralyssa comments as she glances around. Then she moves her gaze to the three hourglasses still sitting in the center of the teleportation circle. "Who wants to take one of those?" She asks, looking to the others. "Do you want me to put them into my bag of holding for now, or do we want to spread them out?"
She then takes a moment to cast mage armor on herself.
With another moment of concentration her familiar, a black and white tabby cat with wings appears on her shoulder. A Tressym.
"It seems wise to divide such a valuable resource as a precaution should someone irretrievably fall. I would recommend three of our number volunteering to each carry one of the devices. If there is no protest I will volunteer to be one of the carriers."
With a tap on his forehead Pinnacle's eyes gleam with a subtly green light. (He activates his Goggles of Night). Peering through the darkness he looks for any sign that their arrival has been noticed or that the area around them is populated by whatever denizens might call this subterranean environment home.
Perception: 19
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The illumination from the glowing water has it at dim light, so, with the goggles you can see around your immediate area as if it were bright light.
You do not see anything on this side of the lake that is alarming though. A small boat is docked close by, with a bell hanging from a post. A small path leads down to the dock from your current position.
"Our arrival seems to have gone unnoticed for the moment. We cannot rely on that to last long though. Let us decide what our next step is quickly so we are not as out in the open as this."
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Real activates his Spidy sense (divine sense) To know if bad types are close. He will pull Clay back from the pocket domain and send her to fly above the water near the boat to see if she can see anything unusual. "I would be happy to carry one of those hour glass items in my magic bag. As Our friend says, it helps to spread the power."
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"I can carry one in my own bag of holding. If not then I agree that it is best to divide the items between us." Iorythas says as he steps back into view since it seems that nothing was hostile towards them yet. His gaze turns towards the boat to see if that is where the rest of the group will decide to go.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
"I do not currently posses such a container. Perhaps it would be best for the items to be retained by individuals with means to carry them and retrieve them with ease. I will defer to the judgement of the group, but recommend the designated custodians be the Yuan-ti, the Half-Elf, and the Gnomish female."
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