The dragon finishes their meal gulping down the provided meat with a famished sense of purpose. As she finishes she seems to test the joint of her missing wing and seems surprised to see it gone. She then sighs as she listens to the others and to Ulmuur. As he speaks in draconic she nods and says back
Draconic:
"Do it. The pain will be brief for the return of my leg being healed. Tell your companion I understand very little common. I speak fluent draconic and elvish if they want a conversation otherwise it is best you translate. Now, lets us deal with my leg. Then we can discuss what this place is in earnest and how I arrived."
The dragon seems to present their leg to be set so that it can heal. As you all position to help the dragon with this you hear the female dwarvin voice behind the door reply to Ulmuur "I'm just glad to find her. She often struggles with things. you can tell her her sister Moria is here. If anyone needs any healing I'm a powerful cleric of life. So just let me know if you need anything. In the meantime I'll wait here." After that you all begin to set the leg. Its a massive undertaking due to the dragon's size but with a combination of resizing with the doors near the castle and very good directions from Ulmuur you all manage to get to a place where you are ready to pop the bones back into alignment. Ulmuur warns the dragon just before they do it. The dragon screeches in pain from the effort but as soon as the pain hits the pain is gone and the dragon is able to relax now the leg bone is set back into position.
The dragon speaks again in draconic:
"That is much better. Thank you. I will not be able to move much yet but I will get out of the way of the door of the one talking behind it."
The dragon moves being careful not to put any weight on the now reset legbone. This allows a pleasantly cheerful and in a robe and vestments clearly of a cleric of life. She has long reddish hair identical in color to Manira's and big pure amber eyes that look around in concern for any who might need help. Those who make a religion check DC 10 will know she is a cleric of Lliira, goddess of joy. She has a lanturn type holy item that she seems ready to use for her magic and she immediately asks "Is everyone okay? I don't know where this is but I'm quite skilled at helping people."
Meanwhile, in the kitchen Manira is asked by Kitchen to help bring the food to everyone and says thanks to Wil "Yeah, you have a lot of promise Wil. You should know there tends to be new folks arriving daily. It can get hectic so you'll need to find more ta help out when things get busy. The Wooden Dolls can help a lot but it depends who's controlling them. Once they get an order you can't give them another one until they complete the first." With that the pair plus one owl have a supply of food on platters to take whereever they want.
Norwin explains to the dragon everything she had told them the night before in draconic & elvish if she forgets a word since she doesn't use draconic often. "why were the other dragons fighting you? There are rooms inside that can match your habitat to make you more comfortable. There's magic in the doors that we can change sizes and make you small enough to carry you inside if you prefer. Otherwise we can make you comfortable out here."
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To Roland, Ulmuur will say "She speaks little common, she would prefer Draconic or Elvish. Shouldn't be a problem, I think many of us can speak Draconic."
Ulmuur raises an eyebrow at the Moria's comment about Manira. Why would one talk badly of ones own sibling? And Manira did not struggle at all, from what he has seen so far. Hmm.
After setting the dragons leg he will smile to the others and nod at a job well done. In Draconic, he will follow up what Norwin said "Yes, Auntie. No need to try to move too much. We can help you get somewhere more comfortable. Forgive me, but what might we call you? And where were you before coming here? Sorry, I don't mean to bombard you with questions. You are the first Dragon I have ever seen, and Gem Dragons at that!"
When Moria comes in, Ulmuur will say "I am sure Manira and Wil will be about shortly. But how did you get here? Did you come through Manira's door? I suppose that will make you her guest, yes? You say you are a powerful life cleric? That is good! We are in need of your skills! Can you start to regrow her wing?" He will say the last part, nodding to the Dragons.
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Roland nods as he listens to Ulmuur, and offers a simple reply.
"I don't know Elven or Draconic. Thought it was worth a shot."
He eyeballs the newcomer as she steps through the door, and immediately he bristles. Not because she seems threatening, but because if she can come through, then what else may be behind her? Or what awful thing may come in from his own world?
"If we can find a way to stop people from coming through those doors, it may be good to at least give it a try. Until we understand what we're doing, at least. Lady Hoppington the Third the Third appeared to have been through some things while she was hear. At least, that's what I think. I wouldn't be surprised if more than one of us has something follow us through...and I know that could be problematic for nearly anything from Mid-World."
He leans a little closer to Ulmuur.
"Are people of these...varying sizes...so common in these worlds?"
Manira takes a bite from what Wil had whipped up and her eyes grow huge, "This is way better than last nights, man, you are good at this! Glad Kitchen picked you!" she beams at the fairy, excited for the many delicious meals to come.
"Don't suppose you have any ale for breakfast? I mean, why wouldn't you have it? It's the most important part of any meal!" she smiles at him jovially, and whether he does or not, she takes her plate and balances two others to take some out to those in the courtyard. She figures Ulmuur is out there and probably some of the others. Ohh, she wonders if the dragon is awake as she makes her way over.
She nods at the wooden figures as she heads down the hall to the courtyard door, as she passes through she smiles as she sees that the dragon is indeed awake and that Roland, Ulmuur and Norwin are assisting. As she gets closer she sees the other person they are engaged with... and drops all her plates on the ground in a loud clatter. "Moira. What, what are you doing here?!" her voice raises higher as she finishes her question.
Norwin is checking the makeshift bandages from the night before. The bandages seem to have stuck to some of the blood so she'll go get some water to help pry them loose. As she passes Manira she'll grab some food, toss a bit to Rudy, and say, "She thinks you've gotten lost without her there to hold your hand. I'd say if anyone has gotten lost it's her since we all got here at the same time."
"Are people of these...varying sizes...so common in these worlds?"
Ulmuur nods "Yes, there are many different races, but I have only met a few. Human, like you. Dwarfs, like Manira and her sister are quite common as well. There is a whole continent where there are more... exotic might be the best word... more exotic races are dominant."
At Manira's reaction, Ulmuur looks back to Moira. "Manira, is this one your guest? Or is she another key holder? It also raised the interesting point. If she is not a key-holder, then it appears others can travel through our doors without a key. Perhaps it would be best to lock them, yes?"
Beaming at Manira's complement, he replies as thjey head towards the courtyard with platters of food, "Well, I have a good teacher, though looks like I'll need some assistance...", glancing about the kitchen as they leave.
As they approach the others, Wil notes with dismay that the appearance of a new visitor - one that looks suspiciously like Manira - has startled her so, she drops the carefully prepared food he and the kitchen worked so diligently to prepare. "Hey! I slaved over that food..."he exclaims, moving forward as quickly as his own burden allows, then carefully setting them down before trying to salvage the dropped platters, noting belatedly that the dragon is awake, and has shifted a bit, and apears to have been treated in his absense in the kitchen.
"Oh... Good morning,"he says in Draconic. "Good to see you up and about - hope you are feeling better. I've brought more food from our kitchen; hope it's to your liking..." He trails off, looking at the sorry state of the food (not that the courtyard stones are the worst eating surface, especially for a draon, likely), and glancing curiously at the newest arrival, who appears to be a healer of some sort.
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The dragon seems to ignore many of you as she looks around at her scenery and takes it in. She doesn't appear to be a particularly hostile breed of dragon at the least. The pain much less now she seems able to think more clearly now. As Norwin asks about the other dragons she looks at them and says back:
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"Resizing doors? Magic rooms? I absolutely will not be carried. Do not insult my strength. Injured and fallen I am still a proud dragon." She kind of glares warningly at you Norwin.
The dragon stands up careful not to put any weight on their newly set leg. Her other three legs strong and more then capable of supporting her massive body as she rises above you all while she looks at Norwin. The dragon then looks over to Ulmuur as he asks some more questions in draconic. She seems to growl a bit at something he says but then continues to talk.
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"I can move on my own! Healing I required, but I will move on my own power." once warned in similar fashion as she did Norwin the dragon then answers Ulmuur's other question "I am Cyphoroa, the Ever Changing. Have you seen a white dragonborn? She goes by the name Keishiera. Either way, send her to me when found. I will be in that castle... something powerful is there."
The dragon seems to look towards the castle and says a few things before they start to move towards the castle. They limp a bit as they continue to keep any weight off their broken leg so it can heal. They seem to try and move with purpose and strength like they hate showing any weakness. If no one stops them they will enter the castle using the resizing door with a bit of a curious look at such a design. Then she enters it disappearing inside.
As the dragon makes their way to the castle and focus shifts to Moria she nods politely to Ulmuur "I came through a door. It used to be a closet! We don't normally use it but I was looking for my sister when I remembered to grab a few things we needed for healing. I was very surprised to say the least. I was worried my sister ended up in some dangerous new dimension so it's a relief to see its a fairly benign plane. I don't know what kind of trouble is going on but I'll be able to help guaranteed. As to healing a missing wing... I'm strong but I don't have access to regeration yet. Sorry."
Manira and Wil run into the dragon on the way to bring food. The dragon is much smaller now as they resized to fit into the castle but seemed to have choosen large size from the huge size so some of the hallways will be a tight fit but plenty of room to get around the dragon where you run into them. When the dragon sees you both with the food they say
Draconic:
"Food, yes. Set it by where I was laying. I will return outside after I check out this sanctuary of yours." When wil speaks in draconic to them the dragon also adds "I liked the food. Thank you. It's been awhile since I had prepared food so a nice treat."
After saying this the dragon seems to move on past you both not taking the food but proceeding further into the castle of the sanctuary. The dragon doesn't seem too interested in either of you you unless one of you does something to stop her.
As Manira exits the castle and comes into view her sister beams at her and was about to say something but as Manira drops the plate of food and it splatters on the ground. her sister just sighs and says "Oh, sis. Don't worry. I can help." Moria makes her way over to help clean up the spilled food. Norwin shares her words with Manira at this time out of Moria's earshot. When Moria makes it over and starts to pick up the spilled plates she casts mending on them to fix them and As she does she answers Manira's question "Well, I grew worried when you didn't show up for dinner last night. I came to check on you and good thing I did. Seems you found a lot of new trouble. Luckily I'm here to help." Once the plates are repaired she begins to cast purify food and water on the fallen food and also says "So, Manira, are you going to introduce me to your friends?"
Ulmuur will go to follow Cyphoroa. He will stop briefly by Manira. He will say into her mind, so others can't hear "Family can be... interesting. She seems to mean well. But she is your guest, and we will respect your wishes, what ever you wish to do with her."
Ulmuur will rush to catch up to Cyphoroa.
He says to get in draconic "Apologizes for earlier. I meant no disrespect. Quite the opposite, in fact. I just wish to help you recover however I can. That being said, I am one of the new caretakers of this. If you sense something powerful in here, one of us should accompany you. Let me know if you need anything."
Hurrying across the courtyard to assist Manira and ... her sister? recover the food, Wil replies, "Wilwick Thistledowns' the name - folks here just call me Wil. Nice to meet you; looks like we could use another healer around here - assuming to plan to stick around? It seems your sister and the rest of us have been tasked with keeping this place up and running. Personally, can't say I mind the change of scenery much; things were a bit dicey for me in East Bastion, anyhow."
Clancing critically down at the reassembled platters of food and setting aside the rather large portion he brought for the dragon, he sighs, continues. "Well, it's not as pretty - but then, it's for eatin', not gazing at, and I suppose this'll do. Still tastes all right - please help yourself. Looks as though I've got kitchen duty; might want some help later, if our numbers here keeping climbin'. I assume you met the huge ... well, large now ... beastie what spent the night here? Passed them headin' into the castle just now, we did. For now, this should suffice. Think I'm gonna take a gander about the castle meself, mebbe bring meself back down to a size more befittin' a fairy - haven't really had much of a chance to look about since we arrived, and this place is quite curious. Maybe familiarizing meself with the place will ease these unsettlin' dreams I had last night." He glances uneasily in the direction of the fountain room.
Unless anyone engages with him, Wil will fly away and through a resizing door shrinking back down to small after making his introduction to Moria, curious about the upper floors of the castle he hasn't yet seen - and wondering where the Dragon and Ulmuur have gotten off to.
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Roland nods as Ulmuur explains the variations of the species to him, and continues to follow the lizard-fellow as the Dragon starts conversing with them in her native tongue. Roland tries to stay interested, but all he can do is marvel at the palace around them, the courtyard, and the various sites he has seen and hasn't seen in the last day-night cycle.
"Apologies, Ulmuur." He says, interrupting as they follow her toward the castle. "What is she saying? A summary would be appreciated."
is coming back with bandages and water. "The habitat rooms are upstairs (proceeds to list order of rooms and which door for whichever the dragon would need)."
Manira looks down at the food she has ruined, especially after Wil's exclamation.. the oh so familiar feeling of helplessness washes over her. She watches, frozen, as her sister takes over, cleans up the mess and fixes the plates, tears welling in her eyes.
Norwins and Ulmuurs kind words do reach her though and she slowly comes out of her stupor. Unsure of what to say though, she hears Moira's prattle as always. But when she starts in on the fact Manira found a lot of trouble and that it was a good thing she is here to help, Manira stiffens. "I don't need your help. I am doing just fine. In fact, I was doing great until you showed up. I will introduce you to those that are here, and then I will respectfully walk you to the door. I will be home when I am ready, you can tell mom and dad that."
Manira glowers at Wil as he introduces himself and asks Moira if she is going to stay, but she doesn't add anything to it and realizes that Ulmuur and Roland are no longer around, and as Norwin comes back, she adds, "This is Norwin and her lovely fox friend. Come on, let's get you back home, I am completely fine here. Actually better than fine." and she starts ushering Moira back through the door she just came through.
Roland nods as Ulmuur explains the variations of the species to him, and continues to follow the lizard-fellow as the Dragon starts conversing with them in her native tongue. Roland tries to stay interested, but all he can do is marvel at the palace around them, the courtyard, and the various sites he has seen and hasn't seen in the last day-night cycle.
"Apologies, Ulmuur." He says, interrupting as they follow her toward the castle. "What is she saying? A summary would be appreciated."
As they follow Cyphoroa, Ulmuur responds to Roland in his mind. {Hmm, oh, sorry. She said her name is Cyphoroa, the Ever Changing. She is looking for a white dragonborn by the name Keishiera. She sensed something powerful within the Castle. Oh, and we may have insulted her a bit by offering to carry her.}
He will continue on following Cyphoroa. In Draconic, he will say to her. "Cyphoroa, may I call you Cyphoroa? What is this power you sensed in the Castle?"
As Ulmuur, and Roland follow the dragon in their exploration the rest of the group stops to talk with Moria for a bit. She smiles cheerfully and is very polite to folks around her. As Wil introduces himself she gives a warm smile and replies "It's very nice to meet you Wil. I'd be delighted to help out around here. I'm sure you can all use some extra healing with whatever is going on. Pardon if this is a rude question to ask, but are you a fairy? I've never met one and I thought fairies were smaller not that being bigger is a bad thing! You're quite handsome, I just want to make sure I'm not getting the wrong information."
She turns back to face her sister after the introduction and looks ready to help out. Manira tells her to leave Moria just smiles and says "Oh, don't be too harsh sis. You seem to have met some really interesting folks and I bet they are quite capable. I'll keep you're secret but I worry about you. This is a lot of responsibility by the looks of it. There is no shame is getting help from family Marina and I'm positive you'll need some extra help."
Marina introduces Norwin and her fox. Moria offers to shake her hand and shake or not she says "It's a pleasure to meet you Norwin. May joy follow in your footsteps." She then pulls out a bit of what looks like left over breakfast and offers a small bite to Norwin's fox "Here you go little fox. You are very adorable. I hope you like a bit of donut." Whether the fox eats it or not she still seems to just be a walking ray of sunshine that is delighted to meet everyone.
Those with the dragon follow in Cyphoroa's wake as Ulmuur gives some translation to Roland the dragon continues to walk with what seems like purpose. They have been resized to large and at first seemed to not like it but the smaller size made it much easier for the dragon to enter the castle and wonder around. As Ulmuur talks to them they seem to be deep in thought. She seems to ignore apologies but Ulmuur gets the sense she listened to them and just seems satisfied for now. Her injuries do not seem to slow her down and its not hard to tell she is a very proud creature that never shows weakness if she can avoid it. She doesn't reply to the asking of what to call her either which almost seems like an endorsement for her. At the very least she didn't object. She brings you all to the fountain room as she replies to Ulmuur and says in draconic which Ulmuur translates for Roland, ["This is what I sense."] she motions to the fountain and walks up to it with purpose. She sees the water and seems curious more then understanding what it is. She looks back to the pair of them and asks ["What is this fountain? It radiates with power greater then the ancients. Greater then anything I've ever felt."]
Ulmuur nods as he acknowledges the fountain. He says in draconic, translating into Roland's mind (realizing that is faster than trying to repeat everything) "It appears to show our world and other worlds as well. Just by looking about, it seems this place has places for Dragons, Angels, Demons, and Giants. Perhaps they worked together to create it? As for the fountain, Roland has spent the most time with it. The fountain is not yet full. Luckily, I have come prepared today!"
Ulmuur moves up to the fountain, then extends his hand as he casts Create or Destroy Water to add 10 more gallons to the fountain.
Ulmuur nods as he acknowledges the fountain. He says in draconic, translating into Roland's mind (realizing that is faster than trying to repeat everything) "It appears to show our world and other worlds as well. Just by looking about, it seems this place has places for Dragons, Angels, Demons, and Giants. Perhaps they worked together to create it? As for the fountain, Roland has spent the most time with it. The fountain is not yet full. Luckily, I have come prepared today!"
Ulmuur moves up to the fountain, then extends his hand as he casts Create or Destroy Water to add 10 more gallons to the fountain.
The dragon nods and says in draconic which Ulmuur can translate, ["It has too much power to be just that."] Ulmuur begins to fill the fountain with water. He needs to cast it several times though each time filling the fountain a little bit more (three casts). The dragon nods and says ["It seems it uses the water as a conduit."] The dragon gets on her hind legs and puts forth her undamaged claw towards the water. The water seems to react to the dragon in a way far different from the rest of you. A pulse of power seems to fill the room and the water expands and coalesces into an even larger sphere of water. It grows more and more as Ulmuur casts the spell multiple times. It is clear to see that there is more water above the fountain then could fit inside it at this point but it seems to be designed this way. The dragon seems to figure out how to bring up the globe of your world and she looks around it in fascination. Spinning the globe around a couple of times before moving it so that the Larklandian continent is in her direct view. She touches it and suddenly the view zooms in and a piece of the globe seems to pop out like a watery retangle but on it is unmistakenly a zoomed in portion of the land. She touches it and two can see water begin to flow up an onto her claw and down her draconic limb then the water flows up and to her eyes and you see a glow of power there as the dragon suddenly gasps in surprise. She becomes quiet for a bit and then the water seems to recede from her and flows back into the giant floating globe above you all. The dragon deep in thought now.
Roland watches and listens, waiting for the opportunity to weigh in with his thoughts.
"I don't know for sure, Sai Cyphoroa and Sai Ulmuur, but I can speculate about this." Roland says. He points at the fountain, at the darkness covering his world. At the speck on what he perceives as the world they are on now. "You will see that this darkness covers my world. Mid-World. My world has moved on, killed by the dark magic Walter poisoned it with. Now that I have followed him here, I see the darkness is spreading to a new world. I think Walter is the cause of this problem, whatever form it's manifesting in here. I could be wrong. I don't think I am.
Walter seeks the Dark Tower, at the center of all realities. He'll kill every world he crosses to get there. I followed him here, and it is my mission, my imperative to prevent him from visiting death and ruin again as he did in Mid-World.
Ulmuur...can you do what it is that you do to translate for her?"
Draconic:
"Do it. The pain will be brief for the return of my leg being healed. Tell your companion I understand very little common. I speak fluent draconic and elvish if they want a conversation otherwise it is best you translate. Now, lets us deal with my leg. Then we can discuss what this place is in earnest and how I arrived."
The dragon seems to present their leg to be set so that it can heal. As you all position to help the dragon with this you hear the female dwarvin voice behind the door reply to Ulmuur "I'm just glad to find her. She often struggles with things. you can tell her her sister Moria is here. If anyone needs any healing I'm a powerful cleric of life. So just let me know if you need anything. In the meantime I'll wait here." After that you all begin to set the leg. Its a massive undertaking due to the dragon's size but with a combination of resizing with the doors near the castle and very good directions from Ulmuur you all manage to get to a place where you are ready to pop the bones back into alignment. Ulmuur warns the dragon just before they do it. The dragon screeches in pain from the effort but as soon as the pain hits the pain is gone and the dragon is able to relax now the leg bone is set back into position.
The dragon speaks again in draconic:
"That is much better. Thank you. I will not be able to move much yet but I will get out of the way of the door of the one talking behind it."
The dragon moves being careful not to put any weight on the now reset legbone. This allows a pleasantly cheerful and in a robe and vestments clearly of a cleric of life. She has long reddish hair identical in color to Manira's and big pure amber eyes that look around in concern for any who might need help. Those who make a religion check DC 10 will know she is a cleric of Lliira, goddess of joy. She has a lanturn type holy item that she seems ready to use for her magic and she immediately asks "Is everyone okay? I don't know where this is but I'm quite skilled at helping people."
Meanwhile, in the kitchen Manira is asked by Kitchen to help bring the food to everyone and says thanks to Wil "Yeah, you have a lot of promise Wil. You should know there tends to be new folks arriving daily. It can get hectic so you'll need to find more ta help out when things get busy. The Wooden Dolls can help a lot but it depends who's controlling them. Once they get an order you can't give them another one until they complete the first." With that the pair plus one owl have a supply of food on platters to take whereever they want.
Norwin explains to the dragon everything she had told them the night before in draconic & elvish if she forgets a word since she doesn't use draconic often. "why were the other dragons fighting you? There are rooms inside that can match your habitat to make you more comfortable. There's magic in the doors that we can change sizes and make you small enough to carry you inside if you prefer. Otherwise we can make you comfortable out here."
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To Roland, Ulmuur will say "She speaks little common, she would prefer Draconic or Elvish. Shouldn't be a problem, I think many of us can speak Draconic."
Ulmuur raises an eyebrow at the Moria's comment about Manira. Why would one talk badly of ones own sibling? And Manira did not struggle at all, from what he has seen so far. Hmm.
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After setting the dragons leg he will smile to the others and nod at a job well done. In Draconic, he will follow up what Norwin said "Yes, Auntie. No need to try to move too much. We can help you get somewhere more comfortable. Forgive me, but what might we call you? And where were you before coming here? Sorry, I don't mean to bombard you with questions. You are the first Dragon I have ever seen, and Gem Dragons at that!"
When Moria comes in, Ulmuur will say "I am sure Manira and Wil will be about shortly. But how did you get here? Did you come through Manira's door? I suppose that will make you her guest, yes? You say you are a powerful life cleric? That is good! We are in need of your skills! Can you start to regrow her wing?" He will say the last part, nodding to the Dragons.
Roland nods as he listens to Ulmuur, and offers a simple reply.
"I don't know Elven or Draconic. Thought it was worth a shot."
He eyeballs the newcomer as she steps through the door, and immediately he bristles. Not because she seems threatening, but because if she can come through, then what else may be behind her? Or what awful thing may come in from his own world?
"If we can find a way to stop people from coming through those doors, it may be good to at least give it a try. Until we understand what we're doing, at least. Lady Hoppington the Third the Third appeared to have been through some things while she was hear. At least, that's what I think. I wouldn't be surprised if more than one of us has something follow us through...and I know that could be problematic for nearly anything from Mid-World."
He leans a little closer to Ulmuur.
"Are people of these...varying sizes...so common in these worlds?"
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Manira takes a bite from what Wil had whipped up and her eyes grow huge, "This is way better than last nights, man, you are good at this! Glad Kitchen picked you!" she beams at the fairy, excited for the many delicious meals to come.
"Don't suppose you have any ale for breakfast? I mean, why wouldn't you have it? It's the most important part of any meal!" she smiles at him jovially, and whether he does or not, she takes her plate and balances two others to take some out to those in the courtyard. She figures Ulmuur is out there and probably some of the others. Ohh, she wonders if the dragon is awake as she makes her way over.
She nods at the wooden figures as she heads down the hall to the courtyard door, as she passes through she smiles as she sees that the dragon is indeed awake and that Roland, Ulmuur and Norwin are assisting. As she gets closer she sees the other person they are engaged with... and drops all her plates on the ground in a loud clatter. "Moira. What, what are you doing here?!" her voice raises higher as she finishes her question.
Norwin is checking the makeshift bandages from the night before. The bandages seem to have stuck to some of the blood so she'll go get some water to help pry them loose. As she passes Manira she'll grab some food, toss a bit to Rudy, and say, "She thinks you've gotten lost without her there to hold your hand. I'd say if anyone has gotten lost it's her since we all got here at the same time."
Ulmuur nods "Yes, there are many different races, but I have only met a few. Human, like you. Dwarfs, like Manira and her sister are quite common as well. There is a whole continent where there are more... exotic might be the best word... more exotic races are dominant."
At Manira's reaction, Ulmuur looks back to Moira. "Manira, is this one your guest? Or is she another key holder? It also raised the interesting point. If she is not a key-holder, then it appears others can travel through our doors without a key. Perhaps it would be best to lock them, yes?"
Beaming at Manira's complement, he replies as thjey head towards the courtyard with platters of food, "Well, I have a good teacher, though looks like I'll need some assistance...", glancing about the kitchen as they leave.
As they approach the others, Wil notes with dismay that the appearance of a new visitor - one that looks suspiciously like Manira - has startled her so, she drops the carefully prepared food he and the kitchen worked so diligently to prepare. "Hey! I slaved over that food..." he exclaims, moving forward as quickly as his own burden allows, then carefully setting them down before trying to salvage the dropped platters, noting belatedly that the dragon is awake, and has shifted a bit, and apears to have been treated in his absense in the kitchen.
"Oh... Good morning," he says in Draconic. "Good to see you up and about - hope you are feeling better. I've brought more food from our kitchen; hope it's to your liking..." He trails off, looking at the sorry state of the food (not that the courtyard stones are the worst eating surface, especially for a draon, likely), and glancing curiously at the newest arrival, who appears to be a healer of some sort.
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The dragon seems to ignore many of you as she looks around at her scenery and takes it in. She doesn't appear to be a particularly hostile breed of dragon at the least. The pain much less now she seems able to think more clearly now. As Norwin asks about the other dragons she looks at them and says back:
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"Resizing doors? Magic rooms? I absolutely will not be carried. Do not insult my strength. Injured and fallen I am still a proud dragon." She kind of glares warningly at you Norwin.
The dragon stands up careful not to put any weight on their newly set leg. Her other three legs strong and more then capable of supporting her massive body as she rises above you all while she looks at Norwin. The dragon then looks over to Ulmuur as he asks some more questions in draconic. She seems to growl a bit at something he says but then continues to talk.
Draconic
The dragon seems to look towards the castle and says a few things before they start to move towards the castle. They limp a bit as they continue to keep any weight off their broken leg so it can heal. They seem to try and move with purpose and strength like they hate showing any weakness. If no one stops them they will enter the castle using the resizing door with a bit of a curious look at such a design. Then she enters it disappearing inside.
As the dragon makes their way to the castle and focus shifts to Moria she nods politely to Ulmuur "I came through a door. It used to be a closet! We don't normally use it but I was looking for my sister when I remembered to grab a few things we needed for healing. I was very surprised to say the least. I was worried my sister ended up in some dangerous new dimension so it's a relief to see its a fairly benign plane. I don't know what kind of trouble is going on but I'll be able to help guaranteed. As to healing a missing wing... I'm strong but I don't have access to regeration yet. Sorry."
Manira and Wil run into the dragon on the way to bring food. The dragon is much smaller now as they resized to fit into the castle but seemed to have choosen large size from the huge size so some of the hallways will be a tight fit but plenty of room to get around the dragon where you run into them. When the dragon sees you both with the food they say
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"Food, yes. Set it by where I was laying. I will return outside after I check out this sanctuary of yours." When wil speaks in draconic to them the dragon also adds "I liked the food. Thank you. It's been awhile since I had prepared food so a nice treat."
After saying this the dragon seems to move on past you both not taking the food but proceeding further into the castle of the sanctuary. The dragon doesn't seem too interested in either of you you unless one of you does something to stop her.
As Manira exits the castle and comes into view her sister beams at her and was about to say something but as Manira drops the plate of food and it splatters on the ground. her sister just sighs and says "Oh, sis. Don't worry. I can help." Moria makes her way over to help clean up the spilled food. Norwin shares her words with Manira at this time out of Moria's earshot. When Moria makes it over and starts to pick up the spilled plates she casts mending on them to fix them and As she does she answers Manira's question "Well, I grew worried when you didn't show up for dinner last night. I came to check on you and good thing I did. Seems you found a lot of new trouble. Luckily I'm here to help." Once the plates are repaired she begins to cast purify food and water on the fallen food and also says "So, Manira, are you going to introduce me to your friends?"
Ulmuur will go to follow Cyphoroa. He will stop briefly by Manira. He will say into her mind, so others can't hear "Family can be... interesting. She seems to mean well. But she is your guest, and we will respect your wishes, what ever you wish to do with her."
Ulmuur will rush to catch up to Cyphoroa.
He says to get in draconic "Apologizes for earlier. I meant no disrespect. Quite the opposite, in fact. I just wish to help you recover however I can. That being said, I am one of the new caretakers of this. If you sense something powerful in here, one of us should accompany you. Let me know if you need anything."
Hurrying across the courtyard to assist Manira and ... her sister? recover the food, Wil replies, "Wilwick Thistledowns' the name - folks here just call me Wil. Nice to meet you; looks like we could use another healer around here - assuming to plan to stick around? It seems your sister and the rest of us have been tasked with keeping this place up and running. Personally, can't say I mind the change of scenery much; things were a bit dicey for me in East Bastion, anyhow."
Clancing critically down at the reassembled platters of food and setting aside the rather large portion he brought for the dragon, he sighs, continues. "Well, it's not as pretty - but then, it's for eatin', not gazing at, and I suppose this'll do. Still tastes all right - please help yourself. Looks as though I've got kitchen duty; might want some help later, if our numbers here keeping climbin'. I assume you met the huge ... well, large now ... beastie what spent the night here? Passed them headin' into the castle just now, we did. For now, this should suffice. Think I'm gonna take a gander about the castle meself, mebbe bring meself back down to a size more befittin' a fairy - haven't really had much of a chance to look about since we arrived, and this place is quite curious. Maybe familiarizing meself with the place will ease these unsettlin' dreams I had last night." He glances uneasily in the direction of the fountain room.
Unless anyone engages with him, Wil will fly away and through a resizing door shrinking back down to small after making his introduction to Moria, curious about the upper floors of the castle he hasn't yet seen - and wondering where the Dragon and Ulmuur have gotten off to.
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Roland nods as Ulmuur explains the variations of the species to him, and continues to follow the lizard-fellow as the Dragon starts conversing with them in her native tongue. Roland tries to stay interested, but all he can do is marvel at the palace around them, the courtyard, and the various sites he has seen and hasn't seen in the last day-night cycle.
"Apologies, Ulmuur." He says, interrupting as they follow her toward the castle. "What is she saying? A summary would be appreciated."
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is coming back with bandages and water. "The habitat rooms are upstairs (proceeds to list order of rooms and which door for whichever the dragon would need)."
Manira looks down at the food she has ruined, especially after Wil's exclamation.. the oh so familiar feeling of helplessness washes over her. She watches, frozen, as her sister takes over, cleans up the mess and fixes the plates, tears welling in her eyes.
Norwins and Ulmuurs kind words do reach her though and she slowly comes out of her stupor. Unsure of what to say though, she hears Moira's prattle as always. But when she starts in on the fact Manira found a lot of trouble and that it was a good thing she is here to help, Manira stiffens. "I don't need your help. I am doing just fine. In fact, I was doing great until you showed up. I will introduce you to those that are here, and then I will respectfully walk you to the door. I will be home when I am ready, you can tell mom and dad that."
Manira glowers at Wil as he introduces himself and asks Moira if she is going to stay, but she doesn't add anything to it and realizes that Ulmuur and Roland are no longer around, and as Norwin comes back, she adds, "This is Norwin and her lovely fox friend. Come on, let's get you back home, I am completely fine here. Actually better than fine." and she starts ushering Moira back through the door she just came through.
As they follow Cyphoroa, Ulmuur responds to Roland in his mind. {Hmm, oh, sorry. She said her name is Cyphoroa, the Ever Changing. She is looking for a white dragonborn by the name Keishiera. She sensed something powerful within the Castle. Oh, and we may have insulted her a bit by offering to carry her.}
He will continue on following Cyphoroa. In Draconic, he will say to her. "Cyphoroa, may I call you Cyphoroa? What is this power you sensed in the Castle?"
As Ulmuur, and Roland follow the dragon in their exploration the rest of the group stops to talk with Moria for a bit. She smiles cheerfully and is very polite to folks around her. As Wil introduces himself she gives a warm smile and replies "It's very nice to meet you Wil. I'd be delighted to help out around here. I'm sure you can all use some extra healing with whatever is going on. Pardon if this is a rude question to ask, but are you a fairy? I've never met one and I thought fairies were smaller not that being bigger is a bad thing! You're quite handsome, I just want to make sure I'm not getting the wrong information."
She turns back to face her sister after the introduction and looks ready to help out. Manira tells her to leave Moria just smiles and says "Oh, don't be too harsh sis. You seem to have met some really interesting folks and I bet they are quite capable. I'll keep you're secret but I worry about you. This is a lot of responsibility by the looks of it. There is no shame is getting help from family Marina and I'm positive you'll need some extra help."
Marina introduces Norwin and her fox. Moria offers to shake her hand and shake or not she says "It's a pleasure to meet you Norwin. May joy follow in your footsteps." She then pulls out a bit of what looks like left over breakfast and offers a small bite to Norwin's fox "Here you go little fox. You are very adorable. I hope you like a bit of donut." Whether the fox eats it or not she still seems to just be a walking ray of sunshine that is delighted to meet everyone.
Those with the dragon follow in Cyphoroa's wake as Ulmuur gives some translation to Roland the dragon continues to walk with what seems like purpose. They have been resized to large and at first seemed to not like it but the smaller size made it much easier for the dragon to enter the castle and wonder around. As Ulmuur talks to them they seem to be deep in thought. She seems to ignore apologies but Ulmuur gets the sense she listened to them and just seems satisfied for now. Her injuries do not seem to slow her down and its not hard to tell she is a very proud creature that never shows weakness if she can avoid it. She doesn't reply to the asking of what to call her either which almost seems like an endorsement for her. At the very least she didn't object. She brings you all to the fountain room as she replies to Ulmuur and says in draconic which Ulmuur translates for Roland, ["This is what I sense."] she motions to the fountain and walks up to it with purpose. She sees the water and seems curious more then understanding what it is. She looks back to the pair of them and asks ["What is this fountain? It radiates with power greater then the ancients. Greater then anything I've ever felt."]
Ulmuur nods as he acknowledges the fountain. He says in draconic, translating into Roland's mind (realizing that is faster than trying to repeat everything) "It appears to show our world and other worlds as well. Just by looking about, it seems this place has places for Dragons, Angels, Demons, and Giants. Perhaps they worked together to create it? As for the fountain, Roland has spent the most time with it. The fountain is not yet full. Luckily, I have come prepared today!"
Ulmuur moves up to the fountain, then extends his hand as he casts Create or Destroy Water to add 10 more gallons to the fountain.
The dragon nods and says in draconic which Ulmuur can translate, ["It has too much power to be just that."] Ulmuur begins to fill the fountain with water. He needs to cast it several times though each time filling the fountain a little bit more (three casts). The dragon nods and says ["It seems it uses the water as a conduit."] The dragon gets on her hind legs and puts forth her undamaged claw towards the water. The water seems to react to the dragon in a way far different from the rest of you. A pulse of power seems to fill the room and the water expands and coalesces into an even larger sphere of water. It grows more and more as Ulmuur casts the spell multiple times. It is clear to see that there is more water above the fountain then could fit inside it at this point but it seems to be designed this way. The dragon seems to figure out how to bring up the globe of your world and she looks around it in fascination. Spinning the globe around a couple of times before moving it so that the Larklandian continent is in her direct view. She touches it and suddenly the view zooms in and a piece of the globe seems to pop out like a watery retangle but on it is unmistakenly a zoomed in portion of the land. She touches it and two can see water begin to flow up an onto her claw and down her draconic limb then the water flows up and to her eyes and you see a glow of power there as the dragon suddenly gasps in surprise. She becomes quiet for a bit and then the water seems to recede from her and flows back into the giant floating globe above you all. The dragon deep in thought now.
Ulmuur watches the display of the fountain amazed. In draconic, he will say "Cyphoroa, that was amazing! What happened? What did you see?"
Roland watches and listens, waiting for the opportunity to weigh in with his thoughts.
"I don't know for sure, Sai Cyphoroa and Sai Ulmuur, but I can speculate about this." Roland says. He points at the fountain, at the darkness covering his world. At the speck on what he perceives as the world they are on now. "You will see that this darkness covers my world. Mid-World. My world has moved on, killed by the dark magic Walter poisoned it with. Now that I have followed him here, I see the darkness is spreading to a new world. I think Walter is the cause of this problem, whatever form it's manifesting in here. I could be wrong. I don't think I am.
Walter seeks the Dark Tower, at the center of all realities. He'll kill every world he crosses to get there. I followed him here, and it is my mission, my imperative to prevent him from visiting death and ruin again as he did in Mid-World.
Ulmuur...can you do what it is that you do to translate for her?"
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