Oh I didn't realize you guys started XD

I never got a link XD

in aflurry of movement he runs up and slaps Tenzin on the leg and yells tag yout it!

Kilseth tries to play with his breath weapon (if it won't count against him later if we don't rest...)

If so, a icy blue-gray mist emminates from has large maw, the air starts to crystallize as well as the surrounding walls. Another hardy bellowing laugh comes out. 

"This is going to be so much fun!"

Simon begins playing his lute. His musical skill in reality was sub-mediocre, but here music came naturally to him.

This is gonna take some getting used to, but boy could I get used to it. I can't believe what this thing is capable of!

Woah, I wish I had some weapons to swing around. Maybe if I try thinking about them....

Graarl thinks about 2 hand axes, one for each hand.

(Oh I'm an idiot, I just realized the first post in the group chat had the link to this.... :/)

Uh Jenny, can we do the talkie in each other's head thing?

(Fixed post to make it more role play-ey 

Jenny poppes back into the room and speaks to you:  "No Graarl, other than the special abilities that you get from Dungeons and Dragons spells there are no extra abilities of that sort.  You will experience the world the same as normal except for what we have already described.  So is everyone ready to begin?  You seem to have mastered control of your characters well enough."  She let's that sink in a bit but the excitement on your faces and verbal agreements from the group indicate that it is time to proceed.  "Ok, the transitions are easier now that you are already 'In Sensory' as we like to call it.  Hold on and you will be there in moments."  The room starts to fade and ...

You appear in an uncluttered peaceful town standing before a human male with a graying but well kept beard. He is conservatively dressed and addresses all of you.

"I am Bandomeer and we here in Gilstream welcome you and thank you for coming at our bidding. We know you have come a long way and are grateful. You are highly recommened from our friends in Pazelton Grove and we expect you will be able to help us in the hour of need. I am chief counselor and assistant to Trabric the Wise who resides in the Cabin across the inlet from here. It is his errand that brings you here and I will let you speak with him for the details of the quest you are to undertake. When we saw you arrive we sent a messanger to Lord Trabric and he will be waiting for you in his chair outside the door of his abode. Please speak with him to understand the full nature of what we need from you and then come back to me and we will find you a comfortable place to stay the night." With that he bows and points you West to the bridges that lead up to Trabic's cabin. "I will see to your lodging while you are speaking with Lord Trabic."

Thank you

 I supposed we should go see what is being asked of us.

 “Yes, let’s go talk to Trabin and figure out what our first task is.”

Simon begins sauntering away towards the cabin, playing music all the way.

I like your music. It makes me want to fight things. I like fighting things....

Nerithana looks around, taking everything in, and then starts heading toward Lord Trabic. 

Tenzen sets off in the same direction still, trying to adjust to this new experience.

The towering white Dragonborn follows the party. Taking in his surroundings and admiring his ornate shield and amulet with the symbols of Tiamat on them.

You all make your way over to speak with Trabric the wise.  You walk across the bridges and approach a weathered old man, human, who looks like the quintessential wizard from Tolkien's worlds except for the fact that age has clearly taken its tool and he doesn't look like he could stand up even if he tried.  His eyes however are bright and he is clearly aware of everything and everyone.  He introduces himself and explains, "We are grateful you are here and I'm sure my assistant Bandomeer expressed his gratitude as well.  We are in troubled times and there is something we need to remove from our simple coastal village.  In our peaceful existence here we had hoped to protect our most important artifact until a time when the leader of my order who lives in the mountain hamlet of TallTana, his name is Hamble the Powerful, could retreive it himself.  Unfortunately he is under difficult cirumstances and is unable travel to our town to take the artifact into his trust.  I now need one of you to take possesion of the artifact and travel to TallTana to deliver the artifact to Hamble for us.  I am to old and there is no one in our village capable of taking on this quest so we sent for help and look to all of you to complete this quest in our hour of need.  We can't keep it here any longer.  The rumors and threats of invasion from the forces of the Dark Master SelfSender come to us daily.  We can no longer keep this most important artifact here."  He pulls a medium sized box from behind him.  It is well made but not ornate or ostentatious.  He opens it and you see a most beautiful breastplate made of leather with a large silver inner breast pendent, interlocked into the woven leather, in the center.  The breast pendent has a beautiful red dragon swirling about an inner circle, about 1 inch in diameter, that has a gold symbol on it that you recongnize as the symbol of Trabric's order, the Order of ShareAndara.  You can feel the breast plate as if it pulls to you.  Trabric says, "I have worked many months to create this breast plate and infuse it with magic for protection.  The breast plate has a small inner core that contains the artifact.  What it is is not important to you and you wont be able to open it.  Only Hamble knows the secrets of the order of ShareAndara, our Wizarding order, and can unlock this breastplate.  You will be able to wear this breastplate under your armor and it will give you increased protection in battle but I must warn you that it comes at a great price.  In order to fuse the protection magic into this breastplate I had to require something of the wearer and its burden will not be easy to bear.  I appologize for this but it was necessary in order to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands and that cannot be.  Once you put it on only Hamble will be able to take it from you.  So there must be a volunteer among you who is willing to take on this responsibility and the others of you must protect the wearer of the breast with your life.  If more than one of you volunteer, I know you are all brave and willing, I will chose who wears the breastplate."  He pauses and looks at you solemly waiting for your responses.

I want to wear it. I'm big and hard to kill. No one will beat me.

Simon crosses his arms and taps one foot, thinking.

I'm pretty willing to put this thing on, as long as the price isn't permanent. If we're talking protection though, I'm not exactly a front-lines kinda guy, and if it comes down to fighting, there are other people who could probably put whatever this protection is to good use. Not to mention I still don't know what the price or protection even are.

”If I had an idea of what that price would be, I would be more willing.” The large Dragonborn steps forward brandishing his shield and flail.”I am a formidable warrior and servant to my queen.”