"Yes, they are... So, I may lose them, eh? Could you give me a minute - if you want you all go ahead and I'll catch up. Like I said, I'll only be a minute. If I'm going to give up this ring, there's something I need to try first."
If the others give him the latitude to do so, or move to the other side for him to catch up soon after, Ink concentrates on the magma ring and casts conjure minor elementals through it, causing four magma mephits to appear in front of him, all in a line, facing him.
The magma mephits glow a dull red color as they face Ink, perspiring beads of molten lava onto the stone floor of the temple. They hover in place as if awaiting a command.
Harshnag nods as if mildly amused, then gestures towards the portal. “Shall we? It doesn't stay open forever, you know!”
Addressing the mephits, Ink says, "Don't set anything on fire please... There are some tunnels I need your help clearing out, but that would be in a little bit. Relax, talk amongst yourselves we'll be back in less than twenty minutes. Do not touch the statues in this room. If you feel threatened, obviously, defend yourself, but try to avoid collateral damage. If there's trouble or someone else comes into this space that is not among us now, one of you go through that portal there to tell me what's going on. Thanks! Be back soon."
Ink strides through the portal to the oracle once he gets the mephits' acknowledgement.
Don looks warily at the elementals and follows behind, "You know Ink those would have been real clutch.. when we were facing an ICE DRAGON, just saying."
The archway thunders as you enter, and come into the lies hexagonal chamber with 50-foot walls and a ceiling tapering to a 90-foot-high apex.
The six impressive, life-size giant statues hold their heavy iron lanterns aloft. Each lantern radiates a magical light, familiar to those of you who've been here before. In the center of the room is the mithral circle, 20 feet across. Harshnag stands solemnly by, and as you enter, Eigeron's ghost materializes. The cloud giant's body is now gone from the chamber, but the spirit remains. He looks forlornly at you as you approach, but says nothing.
// I think flint was carrying the mithral spearhead //
Flint pulls the sprear tip and holds out before him while walking towards the center of the room, though he will not enter the ring. "W-w-we found th-this..."
Don looks warily at the elementals and follows behind, "You know Ink those would have been real clutch.. when we were facing an ICE DRAGON, just saying."
"Did you notice that it took me a MINUTE to cast that? Would you have rathered I just sat on the sidelines casting that for the entire battle only to have the elementals thaw you out if the block of ice that the white dragon would have made of you? I know my spells and when they should be cast - rather than question my tactics you should be wary of yours," Ink responds with the bite of age and experience.
// I think flint was carrying the mithral spearhead //
Flint pulls the sprear tip and holds out before him while walking towards the center of the room, though he will not enter the ring. "W-w-we found th-this..."
The oracle is silent. Eigeron’s ghost shifts slightly, and intones in a doleful manner, “It should be laid in the circle...”
Ink gestures towards Flint as if to stop him, but catches himself before saying anything...
He quickly takes the magma ring off and places it in the circle, he calls to the others, "shield, bone club, gold tooth and porcelain mask, into the circle - quickly, before Flint finds his feet."
No sooner does Ink place the ring into the circle than it expands once more into its giant-sized proportions and vanished without a trace.
The voice of the oracle booms in giantish, “You have done a great deed for all giants! A new path lies before you!“
A stony bas-relief protrudes from one of the six walls of the chamber. It is the face of a brazenly confident fire giant, his beard long and his lips pulled into a sneer.
// not on discord today, the speartip was mundane, any reason to hold it back other than its material cost? Or is it because of it being linked to cloud? //
Hearing Ink's words, Flint stands confused, still not entering the ring.
// mithral ain't cheap. If we could get by without sacrificing it, we could use it to make something else perhaps... But if we don't score stone giant without it, throw it in the circle //
If neither Harshnag nor Eigeron translate, Ink will.
The golden tooth disappears when upon the mithral circle, and the giant-speaking voice booms again, “Another great great deed has been accomplished! Surtur is pleased.” Nothing else happens.
Both the massive shield and the mask, broken and battered with age, vanish when set upon the circle.
"Yet more great deeds for giantkind are accomplished!" The oracle sounds...impressed?
More stone bas-reliefs appear on the walls next to the one of the fire giant lord: a fierce-looking frost giant jarl, and an imperious cloud giant countess.
"Yes, they are... So, I may lose them, eh? Could you give me a minute - if you want you all go ahead and I'll catch up. Like I said, I'll only be a minute. If I'm going to give up this ring, there's something I need to try first."
If the others give him the latitude to do so, or move to the other side for him to catch up soon after, Ink concentrates on the magma ring and casts conjure minor elementals through it, causing four magma mephits to appear in front of him, all in a line, facing him.
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
Flint rises to follow Harshnag, but at Ink's words he gives a wink then sits back down on his pack with a heavy sigh.
The magma mephits glow a dull red color as they face Ink, perspiring beads of molten lava onto the stone floor of the temple. They hover in place as if awaiting a command.
Harshnag nods as if mildly amused, then gestures towards the portal. “Shall we? It doesn't stay open forever, you know!”
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Addressing the mephits, Ink says, "Don't set anything on fire please... There are some tunnels I need your help clearing out, but that would be in a little bit. Relax, talk amongst yourselves we'll be back in less than twenty minutes. Do not touch the statues in this room. If you feel threatened, obviously, defend yourself, but try to avoid collateral damage. If there's trouble or someone else comes into this space that is not among us now, one of you go through that portal there to tell me what's going on. Thanks! Be back soon."
Ink strides through the portal to the oracle once he gets the mephits' acknowledgement.
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
Crownsguard will lug the bone and the shield in with them! I believe he still has the tooth as well.
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Matrix follows with whatever relics he's been handed
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Don looks warily at the elementals and follows behind, "You know Ink those would have been real clutch.. when we were facing an ICE DRAGON, just saying."
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The archway thunders as you enter, and come into the lies hexagonal chamber with 50-foot walls and a ceiling tapering to a 90-foot-high apex.
The six impressive, life-size giant statues hold their heavy iron lanterns aloft. Each lantern radiates a magical light, familiar to those of you who've been here before. In the center of the room is the mithral circle, 20 feet across. Harshnag stands solemnly by, and as you enter, Eigeron's ghost materializes. The cloud giant's body is now gone from the chamber, but the spirit remains. He looks forlornly at you as you approach, but says nothing.
Harshnag nods at you, as if to say go ahead.
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
// I think flint was carrying the mithral spearhead //
Flint pulls the sprear tip and holds out before him while walking towards the center of the room, though he will not enter the ring. "W-w-we found th-this..."
The oracle is silent. Eigeron’s ghost shifts slightly, and intones in a doleful manner, “It should be laid in the circle...”
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
"Did you notice that it took me a MINUTE to cast that? Would you have rathered I just sat on the sidelines casting that for the entire battle only to have the elementals thaw you out if the block of ice that the white dragon would have made of you? I know my spells and when they should be cast - rather than question my tactics you should be wary of yours," Ink responds with the bite of age and experience.
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
Ink gestures towards Flint as if to stop him, but catches himself before saying anything...
He quickly takes the magma ring off and places it in the circle, he calls to the others, "shield, bone club, gold tooth and porcelain mask, into the circle - quickly, before Flint finds his feet."
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
No sooner does Ink place the ring into the circle than it expands once more into its giant-sized proportions and vanished without a trace.
The voice of the oracle booms in giantish, “You have done a great deed for all giants! A new path lies before you!“
A stony bas-relief protrudes from one of the six walls of the chamber. It is the face of a brazenly confident fire giant, his beard long and his lips pulled into a sneer.
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Current: Eogard Duramastar, Human Twilight Cleric/Star Druid | Eiren Lathrana, Shadar-Kai Eldritch Knight/Bladesinger | Arugula, Rabbitfolk Armorer
Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
// not on discord today, the speartip was mundane, any reason to hold it back other than its material cost? Or is it because of it being linked to cloud? //
Hearing Ink's words, Flint stands confused, still not entering the ring.
// mithral ain't cheap. If we could get by without sacrificing it, we could use it to make something else perhaps... But if we don't score stone giant without it, throw it in the circle //
If neither Harshnag nor Eigeron translate, Ink will.
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
Crownsguard will lay the tooth necklace on the pedestal.
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
The golden tooth disappears when upon the mithral circle, and the giant-speaking voice booms again, “Another great great deed has been accomplished! Surtur is pleased.” Nothing else happens.
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
"Surtur...." Ink ponders aloud, "I think that gold tooth belonged to a fire giant."
Ink drags the shield of the Wyrm Tribe with the porcelain mask on top of it into the circle, assuming no one stops him.
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
Both the massive shield and the mask, broken and battered with age, vanish when set upon the circle.
"Yet more great deeds for giantkind are accomplished!" The oracle sounds...impressed?
More stone bas-reliefs appear on the walls next to the one of the fire giant lord: a fierce-looking frost giant jarl, and an imperious cloud giant countess.
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Current: Eogard Duramastar, Human Twilight Cleric/Star Druid | Eiren Lathrana, Shadar-Kai Eldritch Knight/Bladesinger | Arugula, Rabbitfolk Armorer
Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
Off goes the club as well!
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist