You frantically try to keep pace this person through the crowd of swaying bodies. The music drowns out any attempts to call out. Her silhouette bobs between dancing figures and then she's gone. You look and look but the women, your mom, is gone. Again.
Just as you are about to give up you feel a soft, familiar hand on your shoulder you turn around find yourself face to face with your mother. She looks at you softly, genuinely as time seems to stop around you. "They are coming Triäsa. It has started. Fistandia can guide you."As her words hit your ears her form shifts, pixelates and blurs into millions of colors. This kaleidoscope of energy melts into your shoulder, where your mothers hand rested. You feel different. Stronger. As your mother fades time returns to it's normal cadence but everyone around you is looking up.
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As Klin heads to bed Ludolf greets him in a morose way and decides Klin can watch over Fistandia so he heads out to the festivities, looking to see if he can find the others, Edgar helping him.
Daventry, nicely buzzed and mostly undressed, is surprised when whats-his-name stops kissing her. "What is it?" She asks, following his eyes out the open window.
As each of you look toward the sky you see a shooting star just as Ludolf. You watch as another one crosses the sky, then a third a fourth. Is it meteor shower? No this is different, as each of watch the streaks of light cross the sky you start to understand what is happening.
The stars are falling.
It starts slowly but as each one drops the pace quickness until the night sky is raining streaks of lights. A mummer spreads throughout the crowd as a sudden wave of sobriety seems to take hold of party goers. In about ten minutes it all stops and in the crystal clear night all of the stars in the sky have disappeared, save one, the bright strange star Pardot had noted a few nights before is the only one left.
There is confused and fear in the crowd most decide they must just be too drunk and thier eyes are playing tricks on them and return home and go to bed. Others are on thier knees sobbing at the loss of the stars and thier God's. Regardless it seems the merrimaking is over for the night.
End Book 1
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"Beshaba's bust, that... can't be good. Sorry, love, we'll pick this up another time." Daventry gets off the bed, and picks up her clothes. On a hunch, she looks over her runic brands, on her front and using a mirror if one is available in the room to check out her back... is anything new?
She gets dressed quickly. As she leaves the room, she snaps her fingers.
From where Klin is, he see's Daventry's rapier shimmer and dissolve into starlight, disappearing from where it leaned against her pack.
Rapier swirling into existence in her hand, she slots it in her belt and goes back to find Pardot or Triäsa, roughly where she left them.
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"It is happening." Ludolf repeats to himself as he moves through the confused and dismayed crowd, looking for the others, looking for Triäsa. Perception, helped by Edgar: 21
Pardot is not too hard to find. He is standing on the edge of the crowd looking up at the spectacle along with most. You both see a figure further into the crowd closer to the stage. Her back is to you both and she is unmoving. The person is wearing Triäsa clothing and looks just like her except for one detail, she has distinct, rich auburn hair, very unlike the Triäsa you know.
@Klin -- The gnome in the bed next to you sits bolt upright, screams "NOOOOO!!!" Before she collapses back unconscious. Her breathing is steady but shallow. Shortly after that Daventry's sword flashes a bright desperate light before evaporating into thin air.
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Dav is quick to follow, seeing Ludolf move up. She speaks to Pardot as they move. "I'm not liking what this portends... not liking it one bit. Anything you've ever seen or read about, ring a bell?"
Muttering a bit... "Any prophecies we should know?"
The woman with the auburn hair turns. "Ludolf! You are here! Obviously, you saw..." Triäsa doesn't continue the thought as clearly, if he's standing out here, he saw what happened with the stars. "Just before it my mother spoke to me. She said 'They are coming. And Fistandia would be able to guide us. We should probably go check on her." For a moment, she looks at Ludolf as though there is perhaps more. But she simply urges them to head back.
"Have you seen Dav? I kind of lost track of her. And Pardot."
"Yes, right behind me." Ludolf says, giving Triäsa a quick hug and a worried look. "You've done something with your hair Triäsa?" He says, ushering the others back to Fistandia and Klin at the Inn.
Triäsa looks at Ludolf questioningly, "No. Why do you ask that?" She runs her hands through her hair, pulling it around a bit so she can see it, though not well. "It does look different!" she says with surprise. "Just like my mother's hair!"
"Beshaba's bust, that... can't be good. Sorry, love, we'll pick this up another time." Daventry gets off the bed, and picks up her clothes. On a hunch, she looks over her runic brands, on her front and using a mirror if one is available in the room to check out her back... is anything new?
She gets dressed quickly. As she leaves the room, she snaps her fingers.
From where Klin is, he see's Daventry's rapier shimmer and dissolve into starlight, disappearing from where it leaned against her pack.
Rapier swirling into existence in her hand, she slots it in her belt and goes back to find Pardot or Triäsa, roughly where she left them.
On the thin skin of your left forearm you notice a new marking. It is disturbingly familiar, about 2 inches tall.
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"Well, my mother touched me, then I think something happened," Triäsa replies. With her right hand she reaches up and rubs it over her left shoulder. "It's almost like I can still feel her hand there," she says absently. "Anyway, I'm more concerned with whatever is coming. And getting Fistandia better so she can tell us what to do."
"Yes, you're quite right Triäsa, but what do you mean your mother touched you? Are you sure you are alright?" Ludolf asks, looking a more worried as they enter the inn.
Triäsa quickly says, "I told you, my mother came to me and spoke to me. Although, it was almost like we had stepped outside of time. She told me about something coming, right before the stars fell. I mean, it wasn't her as when she was alive, but somehow it was a part of her. She touched my shoulder and the pixelated away - kind of like when I jump. And this energy just... it's hard to explain. I felt stronger. And I still feel her here, kind of." Again, she touches her left shoulder with her hand.
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Triäsa immediately heads off to follow this woman. She wants to make sure not to lose sight of her.
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@Triäsa
You frantically try to keep pace this person through the crowd of swaying bodies. The music drowns out any attempts to call out. Her silhouette bobs between dancing figures and then she's gone. You look and look but the women, your mom, is gone. Again.
Just as you are about to give up you feel a soft, familiar hand on your shoulder you turn around find yourself face to face with your mother. She looks at you softly, genuinely as time seems to stop around you. "They are coming Triäsa. It has started. Fistandia can guide you." As her words hit your ears her form shifts, pixelates and blurs into millions of colors. This kaleidoscope of energy melts into your shoulder, where your mothers hand rested. You feel different. Stronger. As your mother fades time returns to it's normal cadence but everyone around you is looking up.
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As Klin heads to bed Ludolf greets him in a morose way and decides Klin can watch over Fistandia so he heads out to the festivities, looking to see if he can find the others, Edgar helping him.
Still a bit startled, Triäsa glances up to see what everyone else is looking at.
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Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Daventry, nicely buzzed and mostly undressed, is surprised when whats-his-name stops kissing her. "What is it?" She asks, following his eyes out the open window.
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Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
As each of you look toward the sky you see a shooting star just as Ludolf. You watch as another one crosses the sky, then a third a fourth. Is it meteor shower? No this is different, as each of watch the streaks of light cross the sky you start to understand what is happening.
The stars are falling.
It starts slowly but as each one drops the pace quickness until the night sky is raining streaks of lights. A mummer spreads throughout the crowd as a sudden wave of sobriety seems to take hold of party goers. In about ten minutes it all stops and in the crystal clear night all of the stars in the sky have disappeared, save one, the bright strange star Pardot had noted a few nights before is the only one left.
There is confused and fear in the crowd most decide they must just be too drunk and thier eyes are playing tricks on them and return home and go to bed. Others are on thier knees sobbing at the loss of the stars and thier God's. Regardless it seems the merrimaking is over for the night.
End Book 1
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"Beshaba's bust, that... can't be good. Sorry, love, we'll pick this up another time." Daventry gets off the bed, and picks up her clothes. On a hunch, she looks over her runic brands, on her front and using a mirror if one is available in the room to check out her back... is anything new?
She gets dressed quickly. As she leaves the room, she snaps her fingers.
From where Klin is, he see's Daventry's rapier shimmer and dissolve into starlight, disappearing from where it leaned against her pack.
Rapier swirling into existence in her hand, she slots it in her belt and goes back to find Pardot or Triäsa, roughly where she left them.
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
"It is happening." Ludolf repeats to himself as he moves through the confused and dismayed crowd, looking for the others, looking for Triäsa.
Perception, helped by Edgar: 21
Pardot is not too hard to find. He is standing on the edge of the crowd looking up at the spectacle along with most. You both see a figure further into the crowd closer to the stage. Her back is to you both and she is unmoving. The person is wearing Triäsa clothing and looks just like her except for one detail, she has distinct, rich auburn hair, very unlike the Triäsa you know.
@Klin -- The gnome in the bed next to you sits bolt upright, screams "NOOOOO!!!" Before she collapses back unconscious. Her breathing is steady but shallow. Shortly after that Daventry's sword flashes a bright desperate light before evaporating into thin air.
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Ludolf hurries up to the woman in rich auburn hair, turning her around. "Triäsa?"
Dav is quick to follow, seeing Ludolf move up. She speaks to Pardot as they move. "I'm not liking what this portends... not liking it one bit. Anything you've ever seen or read about, ring a bell?"
Muttering a bit... "Any prophecies we should know?"
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
The woman with the auburn hair turns. "Ludolf! You are here! Obviously, you saw..." Triäsa doesn't continue the thought as clearly, if he's standing out here, he saw what happened with the stars. "Just before it my mother spoke to me. She said 'They are coming. And Fistandia would be able to guide us. We should probably go check on her." For a moment, she looks at Ludolf as though there is perhaps more. But she simply urges them to head back.
"Have you seen Dav? I kind of lost track of her. And Pardot."
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"Yes, right behind me." Ludolf says, giving Triäsa a quick hug and a worried look. "You've done something with your hair Triäsa?" He says, ushering the others back to Fistandia and Klin at the Inn.
Triäsa looks at Ludolf questioningly, "No. Why do you ask that?" She runs her hands through her hair, pulling it around a bit so she can see it, though not well. "It does look different!" she says with surprise. "Just like my mother's hair!"
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"So, did something happen to you then? I mean besides the change of hair colour?" Ludolf asks in a serious tone as they briskly walk to the inn.
On the thin skin of your left forearm you notice a new marking. It is disturbingly familiar, about 2 inches tall.
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"Well, my mother touched me, then I think something happened," Triäsa replies. With her right hand she reaches up and rubs it over her left shoulder. "It's almost like I can still feel her hand there," she says absently. "Anyway, I'm more concerned with whatever is coming. And getting Fistandia better so she can tell us what to do."
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"Yes, you're quite right Triäsa, but what do you mean your mother touched you? Are you sure you are alright?" Ludolf asks, looking a more worried as they enter the inn.
Triäsa quickly says, "I told you, my mother came to me and spoke to me. Although, it was almost like we had stepped outside of time. She told me about something coming, right before the stars fell. I mean, it wasn't her as when she was alive, but somehow it was a part of her. She touched my shoulder and the pixelated away - kind of like when I jump. And this energy just... it's hard to explain. I felt stronger. And I still feel her here, kind of." Again, she touches her left shoulder with her hand.
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Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer