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Chronicles of Eon: Eon: Survival at Sea (Approaching End Game) Dungeon Master Eon: Scorched Skies (The Story has just Begun) Dungeon Master Eon: City Of Graves (Summer/Autumn 2019) Dungeon Master
"Yes Master Half-elf, you are most welco-" The Bronze dragon starts before a low growl that literally shakes the rocks on which you stand, Escapes from the Massive silver dragon.
"Know your place Lendreth," The Silver dragons voice is booming and deep, It is almost to much for your ears to handle. "We Have been expecting you for quite some time, Lendreth had told us of your ship and It's predicament. Though we thought you would arrive sooner, you are still welcome here."
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Brythel the moment you open your mouth to speak, all of their eyes dart to you. The Bronze dragon looks over to the lounging brass and then to the ancient silver. Simultaneously their forms begin to shift and become blurry. It's as if you are looking at something out of focus and your eyes cant adjust to it. This lasts for only a few moments before you blink and in the place of the 3 dragons now stand 3 Humanoids.
Where the Brass Dragon had lay, Now sits Cross legged a Built individual. Muscle literally rippling, No cover of any kind on his upper body. His lower half covered by a pair of black leather trousers and a simple white cloth that hangs to his knees. Long Brass colored hair flows down to his lower back. A Fierce and Daunting look on his scarred face.
Where the Bronze dragon had sat, You now see a Lean man. Completely covered in a Bronze suit of armor. A long red cape flows with the wind as his golden hair that drapes to his shoulders is pushed back from his face, Revealing a Handsome looking elf-like individual. A goatee covers his chin, He has a regal appearance to him Like one from royalty.
Where the Ancient Silver Dragon had stood in its imposing stature. Now stands a dainty and meek looking Woman but beyond beautiful, Wearing a simple gown that drags on the ground behind her. Silver locks of hair flows down her back, Not quite as long as the Muscle-y individual. You all hear Bean gasp aloud. Bean you stare wide eyed as for the first time you see in the Flesh, The Woman From your dreams. While her hair is different, there is no mistaking her features. Her perfect, pale skin has no marks or cracks of any kind.
"A fair question Master Dwarf, One that will be answered once you have all been fed." Her voice is a stark comparison of the Booming Silver dragon before, Soft and fluid. It's almost as if her voice itself could soothe any trouble you have.
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After beans gasp, you see his face twist quickly through a range of emotions, first confusion, then realization, happiness, anger, laughter, and finally settling on a sadness mixed with contained anger.
Bean will step forward, looking directly at the silver dragon. "Im sorry to intirupt and get strait to the point, but at any time did you lie to me?, is my fate fortold in the prophecy, or are you just trying manipulate me just like the cold emporer is?"
Bean will look back to his friends. "She is the third person in my head, and she is alive and well, not a spirit, not a dreamwalker, and not a damn devil! Does my brain have a damn welcome sign, (Vacancy, come right in!)?"
Turning back to the silver dragon. "600 years right? Thats how long its been since the last marked, were you there for that too? Telling someone they are special and then sending them to martyr themselves to stop some world ending event? Is that our purpose, to die and just postpone the end of the world?"
Bean is screaming at this point, no longer contained anger, it has boiled over, and beans Grey face is now beat purple with tears streaming down his face.
Josiah rushes forward to restrain Bean in his tirade, firmly but gently taking him by the shoulders.
"Silver Bean, calm yourself," he says slowly, his face a stern mask of controlled calm. "I'm no less concerned about being manipulated than you are, but exploding like this won't help anything. We should hear what they have to say first before we jump to conclusions."
The Silver dragon in her Humaoid form tilts her head slightly at your sudden outburst Bean, She looks confused and a little bewildered. "Yes master Gnome, I was There when the first Marked walked Eon. Some 600 years ago, I aided her cause and together we drove back the Undead army." She turns to the bronze and brass Humanoid forms. "But I know not of what you speak, We have not aided you. We have simply waited for you to find us." Her elongated ears does noticably twitch when you speak of a DreamWalker.
Before she can speak again, the Brute Brass humanoid stands up. He flexs his built frame and blows a puff of fire from his nostrils, Visibly angry at the outburst. "WHO ARE YOU TO DISRESPECT US IN THIS MANNER GNOME, WE WHO HAVE SEEN CIVILIZATIONS RISE AND FALL." He takes a step toward you, Even in your Furious mindset you feel a tinge of fear poke into you. You remember that while they have shrunk and become more Humanoid, These three are still Dragons.
Bean you eyes linger back to the Silver Dragon, She still retains the same look of confusion but is noticably curious. You feel your heart drop when you see the Woman from your Dreams standing 3 feet behind the Silver Dragons right shoulder. "Silver Bean, She will explain all if you give her time but do not anger these Great Dragons. They are beyond the capabilities of you and your companions."
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Tyrvan quickly steps in front of Bean and Josiah, putting a comforting hand on Bean's shoulder giving him a sympathetic grimace before turning to the dragons, "We deeply apologize for our behavior Ancient Ones. We have had a long and arduous journey since landing on this island, and perhaps we are not our best selves. We deeply appreciate the offer of food and I think it should do much to improve our moods."
Bean will take large breaths to try to calm down, thanks to his friends its a bit easier.
Bean will look to the dragons and grit through his teeth, "thank you for your hospitality" and then will use prestidigitation to make the most sarcastic *ta da* fanfare sound possible with a tiny rain of sparks.
Bean will not break eye contact with the dream elf
The Silver Dragon, still visibly curious gestures for you all to follow her. She signals her two companions and the three of them make their way into a small cave opening that had been hidden by the silver dragons colossal form. Kron takes a step back from you all and walks back down the path you had followed. You are left alone in this Ominous place filled with bones and rock.
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Bean slowly rotates to have the armguard more faced twards the dragons. Either as a pacifier or instict, it makes him feel better.
Brythel's eyes go wide "holy shit"
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
Torla does nothing but stare.
NOW does Josiah recognize a dragon?
Tyrvan's mouth falls open at the sight of the immensely powerful dragons before him.
Tryvan - Half-Elf Rouge. Survival at Sea
Jakton Terrace - Human Fighter - Helm's Inquistion
Geoffrey Longhorse - Human Paladin - Eon: Scorched Skies
Imras' grip on his sword relaxes a bit in shock as he takes in the dragons, as awed as his allies.
Yes, now Josiah recognizes the dragon.
Sooooo do you guys keep going?
Tyrvan clears his throat and bows deeply before the dragons, "Greetings Powerful Ones. We are told you wanted to speak with us?"
Tryvan - Half-Elf Rouge. Survival at Sea
Jakton Terrace - Human Fighter - Helm's Inquistion
Geoffrey Longhorse - Human Paladin - Eon: Scorched Skies
"Yes Master Half-elf, you are most welco-" The Bronze dragon starts before a low growl that literally shakes the rocks on which you stand, Escapes from the Massive silver dragon.
"Know your place Lendreth," The Silver dragons voice is booming and deep, It is almost to much for your ears to handle. "We Have been expecting you for quite some time, Lendreth had told us of your ship and It's predicament. Though we thought you would arrive sooner, you are still welcome here."
Brythel lets go of his ears as the booming voice finally subsisted “why de ye bring us here”
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
Brythel the moment you open your mouth to speak, all of their eyes dart to you. The Bronze dragon looks over to the lounging brass and then to the ancient silver. Simultaneously their forms begin to shift and become blurry. It's as if you are looking at something out of focus and your eyes cant adjust to it. This lasts for only a few moments before you blink and in the place of the 3 dragons now stand 3 Humanoids.
Where the Brass Dragon had lay, Now sits Cross legged a Built individual. Muscle literally rippling, No cover of any kind on his upper body. His lower half covered by a pair of black leather trousers and a simple white cloth that hangs to his knees. Long Brass colored hair flows down to his lower back. A Fierce and Daunting look on his scarred face.
Where the Bronze dragon had sat, You now see a Lean man. Completely covered in a Bronze suit of armor. A long red cape flows with the wind as his golden hair that drapes to his shoulders is pushed back from his face, Revealing a Handsome looking elf-like individual. A goatee covers his chin, He has a regal appearance to him Like one from royalty.
Where the Ancient Silver Dragon had stood in its imposing stature. Now stands a dainty and meek looking Woman but beyond beautiful, Wearing a simple gown that drags on the ground behind her. Silver locks of hair flows down her back, Not quite as long as the Muscle-y individual. You all hear Bean gasp aloud. Bean you stare wide eyed as for the first time you see in the Flesh, The Woman From your dreams. While her hair is different, there is no mistaking her features. Her perfect, pale skin has no marks or cracks of any kind.
"A fair question Master Dwarf, One that will be answered once you have all been fed." Her voice is a stark comparison of the Booming Silver dragon before, Soft and fluid. It's almost as if her voice itself could soothe any trouble you have.
After beans gasp, you see his face twist quickly through a range of emotions, first confusion, then realization, happiness, anger, laughter, and finally settling on a sadness mixed with contained anger.
Bean will step forward, looking directly at the silver dragon. "Im sorry to intirupt and get strait to the point, but at any time did you lie to me?, is my fate fortold in the prophecy, or are you just trying manipulate me just like the cold emporer is?"
Bean will look back to his friends. "She is the third person in my head, and she is alive and well, not a spirit, not a dreamwalker, and not a damn devil! Does my brain have a damn welcome sign, (Vacancy, come right in!)?"
Turning back to the silver dragon. "600 years right? Thats how long its been since the last marked, were you there for that too? Telling someone they are special and then sending them to martyr themselves to stop some world ending event? Is that our purpose, to die and just postpone the end of the world?"
Bean is screaming at this point, no longer contained anger, it has boiled over, and beans Grey face is now beat purple with tears streaming down his face.
Josiah rushes forward to restrain Bean in his tirade, firmly but gently taking him by the shoulders.
"Silver Bean, calm yourself," he says slowly, his face a stern mask of controlled calm. "I'm no less concerned about being manipulated than you are, but exploding like this won't help anything. We should hear what they have to say first before we jump to conclusions."
The Silver dragon in her Humaoid form tilts her head slightly at your sudden outburst Bean, She looks confused and a little bewildered. "Yes master Gnome, I was There when the first Marked walked Eon. Some 600 years ago, I aided her cause and together we drove back the Undead army." She turns to the bronze and brass Humanoid forms. "But I know not of what you speak, We have not aided you. We have simply waited for you to find us." Her elongated ears does noticably twitch when you speak of a DreamWalker.
Before she can speak again, the Brute Brass humanoid stands up. He flexs his built frame and blows a puff of fire from his nostrils, Visibly angry at the outburst. "WHO ARE YOU TO DISRESPECT US IN THIS MANNER GNOME, WE WHO HAVE SEEN CIVILIZATIONS RISE AND FALL." He takes a step toward you, Even in your Furious mindset you feel a tinge of fear poke into you. You remember that while they have shrunk and become more Humanoid, These three are still Dragons.
Bean you eyes linger back to the Silver Dragon, She still retains the same look of confusion but is noticably curious. You feel your heart drop when you see the Woman from your Dreams standing 3 feet behind the Silver Dragons right shoulder. "Silver Bean, She will explain all if you give her time but do not anger these Great Dragons. They are beyond the capabilities of you and your companions."
Tyrvan quickly steps in front of Bean and Josiah, putting a comforting hand on Bean's shoulder giving him a sympathetic grimace before turning to the dragons, "We deeply apologize for our behavior Ancient Ones. We have had a long and arduous journey since landing on this island, and perhaps we are not our best selves. We deeply appreciate the offer of food and I think it should do much to improve our moods."
Tryvan - Half-Elf Rouge. Survival at Sea
Jakton Terrace - Human Fighter - Helm's Inquistion
Geoffrey Longhorse - Human Paladin - Eon: Scorched Skies
Bean will take large breaths to try to calm down, thanks to his friends its a bit easier.
Bean will look to the dragons and grit through his teeth, "thank you for your hospitality" and then will use prestidigitation to make the most sarcastic *ta da* fanfare sound possible with a tiny rain of sparks.
Bean will not break eye contact with the dream elf
The Silver Dragon, still visibly curious gestures for you all to follow her. She signals her two companions and the three of them make their way into a small cave opening that had been hidden by the silver dragons colossal form. Kron takes a step back from you all and walks back down the path you had followed. You are left alone in this Ominous place filled with bones and rock.
Torla looks around and examines the bones.
Perception: 19
Medicine: 22
Tyrvan sighs and looks around at the desolate landscape, "Well isn't this just grand. Why do I feel like a mouse that is being played with by a cat?"
Tryvan - Half-Elf Rouge. Survival at Sea
Jakton Terrace - Human Fighter - Helm's Inquistion
Geoffrey Longhorse - Human Paladin - Eon: Scorched Skies