"Are we done yet?" Dusk asks with a sigh. "I can teleport us back to the tavern, if we are." He adds.

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Maerwyin will perform a thorough search of the area in order to track down if there's any kind of hostile creature left. If she finds none, she will fly out of the vertical passageway.

Investigation 25

Perception 16

 

 There aren't any monsters left, except the ones that were destroyed by the tentacles.

Maerwyin will respond to the proposal from Dusk by saying:

"Why not? The cleansing operation is finally over and successful."

"I'd stay to mop up or at least confirm there's not more to this place, but we can go. With the elder brain electrocuted they aren't a threat anymore." 

"How about you, Magron? Stay or go?"

"Yeah it seems all is fine here now; which is what we came to do; so let's head back."

"Very well," Dusk says with a little nod of his head, "gather round."

When everyone is gathered Dusk his hands as he concentrates. The air begins to distort and crack like glass, and there is the sensation of the air expanding as if being pulled away. Silver mist escapes the cracks, quickly engulfing the group as Dusk calls out, "camwch trwy'r byd!". Suddenly the air condenses sharply, and there is a feeling of being momentarily crushed - not painful, but quite jarring to anyone not experienced in major teleportation. 

Teleport roll. The tavern would be considered 'Seen Once' as he was only there once and very briefly. 37

 50 = "Similar Area. You and your group (or the target object) wind up in a different area that's visually or thematically similar to the target area. If you are heading for your home laboratory, for example, you might wind up in another wizard's laboratory or in an alchemical supply shop that has many of the same tools and implements as your laboratory. Generally, you appear in the closest similar place, but since the spell has no range limit, you could conceivably wind up anywhere on the plane."

With a pop of rushing air, the world settles and the group is somewhere else. 

The group will realise they are at a tavern - just not the one they originally met at. 

"I had neglected to take an object of relevance from that tavern. It appears we've gone elsewhere. I can try one more time."

Dusk repeats the Teleport attempt.

Teleport roll. The tavern would be considered 'Seen Once' as he was only there once and very briefly. 40

65 =  Off Target. You and your group (or the target object) appear a random distance away from the destination in a random direction. Distance off target is 1d10 × 1d10 percent of the distance that was to be traveled. For example, if you tried to travel 120 miles, landed off target, and rolled a 5 and 3 on the two d10s, then you would be off target by 15 percent, or 18 miles. The GM determines the direction off target randomly by rolling a d8 and designating 1 as north, 2 as northeast, 3 as east, and so on around the points of the compass. If you were teleporting to a coastal city and wound up 18 miles out at sea, you could be in trouble.

10 x 1 (Direction: 3) = 25% South. Not sure how far away the second unknown tavern was from the first one. 

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"I really need to remember to collect objects from places I visit that I plan to return to." Dusk mutters to himself. 

They end up at a very crowded road. There are a few merchants, one or two people riding a horse or a stagecoach, and many more just walking to stores and markets. 

"At least we're outside the irregularly and peculiarly connected underground tunnels"- Maerwyin comments while plastering her face with a tight smile and stomps on the ground to examine its durability while stowing her weapons carefully.

"No crumbling rooms, and these good people seem as solid as they're expected to be. We should appreciate the opportunity to breath fresh air again. Well done, gentlemen!"

She watches the regular movement of the merchants, draws up air audibly to sniff in the smell of crowded area and finally suggests that the party should rent a Carriage in order to reach the destination of their patron as soon as possible and claim the reward.

Grom decided against trying his luck at teleporting them. He nodded agreement with Maerwyn. His feet were now firmly planted on the ground, despite the flight magic still active. He hated to display power among the ordinary people.

A few people walks by, and stare at the people *The party* suddenly appearing where they are.

Maerwyin ignores the aspect of unwanted attention of curious passers-by, and proceeds to rent a Carriage for transportation. In fact, she's excited to meet their employer Luric, and let him know that the mission is accomplished and there aren't any Mind Flayers, Intellect Devourers or Glowing Rats left inside the underground tunnel and part of the tunnel has collapsed.

"Whatever happened between us two, just forget it Dusk! Don't let the past conflict soil the image of our group solidarity. We'd be dead without your magical prowess, I must admit that."

"Oh good, a carriage. Great idea." Dusk says, floating for as long as the effect remains - he's always got an elemental as a bodyguard, he's not concerned about the attention. "No worries Maerwyn. To be honest I'm not good with people in general. Aside from Wispy and Muggles, my familiar, I rarely interact with anyone. I sometimes find it difficult to know how to respond. In any case, I hold no grudges. I do remember you enquiring about this," he holds up his palm-sized statuette of himself. "This let's me store a spell that will be cast upon myself under a certain condition. I use it for protective purposes. Magic is so useful," he adds thoughtfully as he secures the statuette again.

"My favourite spell I will cast later after we have spoken with Luric. I cast it everyday and never tire of it. I shall share its benefits with the group, when we are ready to rest."

Oh, crap! He thinks to himself. I should really think to redesign it for guests. Make sure there is a better variety of food for them, as I am sure their palates differ from mine. He begins to think about a new design layout for his spellcast home. 

Most of the people there start looking slightly terrified and start distancing from the group, though the business on that street isn't significantly lowered.

Maerwyin inspects the statuette with renewed curiosity but she will suppress the urge to touch and hold it in order to take a better look. She will rub the head of the cat familiar 'Muggles' affectionately while scratching and tickling furry part of the neck and ears.

"Unfortunately, your words regarding the use of spell remind me of a critical condition... my mind is absolutely muddled by the negative effect of fatigue. There's nothing I can do except using the weapons for attacking or cursing foes till I'm well-rested to recall the spell-casting process and spell words."

Maerwyin frowns and sneers at the immediate facial expressions of the local people, when she attempts to find out the cause of their distaste. What's wrong?

Magron feels the teleportation moving him twice before being ending at a place he recognizes as one of the busier shopping streets in the area. He looks around at the people, well that teleportation didn't go as planned, but ah well some fresh air on the way back isn't to bad he thinks.

"Renting a cart seems like a plan; let's head back to the tavern" he says as he pets his badger on the back.

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Maerwyin inspects the statuette with renewed curiosity but she will suppress the urge to touch and hold it in order to take a better look. She will rub the head of the cat familiar 'Muggles' affectionately while scratching and tickling furry part of the neck and ears.

"Unfortunately, your words regarding the use of spell remind me of a critical condition... my mind is absolutely muddled by the negative effect of fatigue. There's nothing I can do except using the weapons for attacking or cursing foes till I'm well-rested to recall the spell-casting process and spell words."

Maerwyin frowns and sneers at the immediate facial expressions of the local people, when she attempts to find out the cause of their distaste. What's wrong?

 "Y-you just appeared," said one of the townsfolk. "A-and there's... that." *Second line if Wispy is present.*

"Sorry about that, wasn't the plan to appear right in the middle of a busy street and to scare you people. Don't you worry about Wispy he is very friendly due to being friends with my friend here." Magron says as he gestures to Dusk.

(that was a lot of friend in one sentence:P)

*Charisma (Persuasion) check, please.*

Persuasion: 7 and I will use my reaction to add 5 for a 13 from Flash of genius.