Kragen rushes in and moves to examine Chadwick when he awakes, continues to investigate his condition for signs of any lingering physical impact (other than those stated by him.
"So perhaps this place is one of those thin areas that makes crossing realms easier? The ancients built this statue as a guard to keep out the evil/chaos but illiandil smashed it so can he could travel freely. And now it's looking for new guardians to protect our realm."
Starker:”Perhaps others of us can commune with the entity that interacted with brave Sir Chadwick and learn a different aspect of this puzzling message.”
<goes to big face, spreads his arms wide, and gives it the double vulcan mind meld treatment>
”Tell us more, please. We aim to take the staff Illiandil illegitimately holds.”
Starker approaches the shattered face. He examines it closely for several moments and places his hands upon the forehead.
He is immediately thrown back, hitting the wall of the cave. He collapses to the ground like a sack of potatoes, lying there motionless. Cyrus shrieks out in panic.
Starker:”Fascinating. I have gained knowledge at the cost of a splitting headache that would have killed me a few years ago. Give me a moment to collect my wits and exercise my wasps.”
<releases healing wasps from pouch of same. They swarm around, confused, and then several fly into the wizard’s ears and nostrils, exiting a few moments later. Starker sits still for a while, and then takes out his notebook and spends a few minutes recording his recent encounter. Looks up>
“Friends and Colleagues, allow me to introduce the Titan Krothys. Krothys, this is The Company. He seems to be obsessively replaying the memory of tremendous battle against a black and purple robed wizard as well as other battles with alien, terrible creatures. "MAINTAIN THE VEIL!!," he repeats imperiously.
“Titans were individually created with an indiosyncratic purpose. I do not know that of Krothys.
Kragen moves to Starker and examines him to ensure he has returned and is behaving his inquisitively destructive self.
”this guardian was a protector of our realm you say? I wonder if there may be a way to restore him to his former role? If what this creature says is true, we need to restore him to maintain Ian his vigil in protecting faerun. Did he indicate how we can accomplish this?”
Starker:”No, Father, he did not. Perhaps if we were to place the hilt of his mighty sword in his hand he might recover some strength and/or mobility? I can start to soften the ground under it, but I could not shift it by means of my limited physical strength. Shall I?”
Examining the remaining pieces of the sword show them to be firmly embedded into the rock of the cavern. It will take significantly more than can be provided by a cantrip to free the pieces from the stone.
“Tyr does grant me the capability to manipulate stone in small amounts however I would need to pray and contemplate (long rest) before I would be capable. Let’s sally forth towards our goal of vanquishing this Illiandil. That may provide more clues on how we can restore this Protector of Faerun.”
“I do think it worthy Mage Starker, to restore the Guardian to its role, however am concerned about the hourglass we observed.”, “ I am not sure want to be here if the sands complete their journey to the bottom.”
”are there other opinions on this matter? Let’s here them and determine the right course of action.”
“I do think it worthy Mage Starker, to restore the Guardian to its role, however am concerned about the hourglass we observed.”, “ I am not sure want to be here if the sands complete their journey to the bottom.”
”are there other opinions on this matter? Let’s here them and determine the right course of action.”
Xymox nods in agreement. "Tick-tock, friends. Tick-tock."
Kragen rushes in and moves to examine Chadwick when he awakes, continues to investigate his condition for signs of any lingering physical impact (other than those stated by him.
medicine check =13
Helps Kragen attend to Chadwick.
Wasn't the Far Realm what the mage Kellistor was into? What is the link between Illiandil and this Far Realm?
Was this place overrun by the Far Realm?
Kragen examines Chadwick. He seems a bit stunned. But, he quickly returns to his normal, goofy self. No worse for the wear it seems.
"So perhaps this place is one of those thin areas that makes crossing realms easier? The ancients built this statue as a guard to keep out the evil/chaos but illiandil smashed it so can he could travel freely. And now it's looking for new guardians to protect our realm."
Starker:”Perhaps others of us can commune with the entity that interacted with brave Sir Chadwick and learn a different aspect of this puzzling message.”
<goes to big face, spreads his arms wide, and gives it the double vulcan mind meld treatment>
”Tell us more, please. We aim to take the staff Illiandil illegitimately holds.”
Starker approaches the shattered face. He examines it closely for several moments and places his hands upon the forehead.
He is immediately thrown back, hitting the wall of the cave. He collapses to the ground like a sack of potatoes, lying there motionless. Cyrus shrieks out in panic.
Trolkarl will scurry over to check on Starker to ensure he recovers as quickly as Chadwick.
Will spend Healing Light slots if he is actually damaged once we bring him back from lala land
Starker is lights out for several scary moments. He suddenly sucks in a deep breath of air opening his eyes widely.
Starker:”Fascinating. I have gained knowledge at the cost of a splitting headache that would have killed me a few years ago. Give me a moment to collect my wits and exercise my wasps.”
<releases healing wasps from pouch of same. They swarm around, confused, and then several fly into the wizard’s ears and nostrils, exiting a few moments later. Starker sits still for a while, and then takes out his notebook and spends a few minutes recording his recent encounter. Looks up>
“Friends and Colleagues, allow me to introduce the Titan Krothys. Krothys, this is The Company. He seems to be obsessively replaying the memory of tremendous battle against a black and purple robed wizard as well as other battles with alien, terrible creatures. "MAINTAIN THE VEIL!!," he repeats imperiously.
“Titans were individually created with an indiosyncratic purpose. I do not know that of Krothys.
”ouch.”
Kragen moves to Starker and examines him to ensure he has returned and is behaving his inquisitively destructive self.
”this guardian was a protector of our realm you say? I wonder if there may be a way to restore him to his former role? If what this creature says is true, we need to restore him to maintain Ian his vigil in protecting faerun. Did he indicate how we can accomplish this?”
Kragen finds Starker has returned to his curious and slightly disquieting self.
Starker:”No, Father, he did not. Perhaps if we were to place the hilt of his mighty sword in his hand he might recover some strength and/or mobility? I can start to soften the ground under it, but I could not shift it by means of my limited physical strength. Shall I?”
Examining the remaining pieces of the sword show them to be firmly embedded into the rock of the cavern. It will take significantly more than can be provided by a cantrip to free the pieces from the stone.
“Tyr does grant me the capability to manipulate stone in small amounts however I would need to pray and contemplate (long rest) before I would be capable. Let’s sally forth towards our goal of vanquishing this Illiandil. That may provide more clues on how we can restore this Protector of Faerun.”
Starker, disappointed, sighs:”I bow to your greater wisdom in this.”
<hands a still shaken Cyrus a macerated mango slice>
“I do think it worthy Mage Starker, to restore the Guardian to its role, however am concerned about the hourglass we observed.”, “ I am not sure want to be here if the sands complete their journey to the bottom.”
”are there other opinions on this matter? Let’s here them and determine the right course of action.”
I vote we continue on and the next time we rest you can prepare the spell.
Xymox nods in agreement. "Tick-tock, friends. Tick-tock."
“Lead on Sir Chadwick!”
I assembled the crew, if no one objects, Chadwick leads the group forward as positioned.