After entering the crystal encrusted cavern, Shuushar had trailed to a stop, closed his eyes, and T-posed. Although the firework display had been enough to get him to open his eyes, the fish-frog man had looked at most... intrigued? Awed? Interested? Hard to gauge with him, but slowly after the flames died down, he relaxed his stance so that his hands were pressed together before his chest.

"I thought I heard the whisper, but to think that this place... yes... It is nexus. One of many of the Underdark in which this world and several other have become entangled." Shuushar pipes up, then looks to Immotech and Arthasis. "Such places are easily perturbed by the usage of magic; especially those that tug at the Great Undercurrent. What I believe you surface dwellers often refer to the 'Weave'." He nods sagely to himself. "If there are pursuers, no otherworldly eye will be able to properly guide them while we are here. Yet again, the multiverse has chosen to speak to us... Yes... yess... We should rest here for the time being."

He looks over to Chubby. "And no. Much as you may wish it, your companion was not spirited away in one of these Nexus. For while from the greater perspective, distance is meaningless. The same, alas, is not for the sleepers of the world as you know it." With that, he shuffle his way over to a quiet spot nearby to sit and start meditating if there are no other complaints. "I would also warn against trying to harvest them. The ones you would desire that would be rich of the energy of this place can be quite... unstable."

Chubby just displays a blank deer-in-the-headlights stare at Shuushar’s comment. “Crispy’s in these crystals?”  He continues to stare in confusion, then proceeds to scratch his butt, turn around, and starts to  collect everyone’s water containers. He’ll gladly fill them up for everyone. 

"If we were to harvest them, what purpose would they serve?" Immotichey asks of the kuo-toa, while looking over crystals more intently, giving one of the smaller ones a tap with his claw.

"Where are you going to find water? The drop would take all day to fill just one of our waterskins," he says curiously to the dwarf.

If chubby can manage to pass a DC 7 investigation check, he will find a small pool of water, just enough to fill 3 waterskins. the rest would have to drip drop.

Chubby looks for the small pool of collected water: 16

Evrik hands Chubby his water skin saying, "Thank you", to Chubby.  He then sits down for a short period to rest.

As Arthasis sat there blinded he would soon fall into deep and dreamless slumber.

     As the cleric and warlock wander off to rest somewhere, Immotichey takes up the first watch. As keeps an eye on the entrance to the cave, he pulls out a ration from his pack and hastily devours it - the long day of travel deepening his hunger.

The "Night" wears on, uneventful for Immotchey's watch, he was accompanied by the soft glow of the crystal shards, and their pleasant, indefinite humming. Both entrances to the crystal caves were quiet, both devoid of light. Immotichey ate, finally, feeling his hunger ebb and vanish. It wasn't satisfying to the taste but it would suffice to distract his gut for roughly a day.

Chubby had managed to collect enough water for 3 of the waterskins to be filled with 2 days worth of water, as long as it wasn't overused. Shuushar would take a spot under the dripping water likely in order to feel the waters cool pleasantness, but eventually even he fell asleep, falling over on his side in a 'zen' position, the water droplets smacking his eye.

Eventually four hours would pass, and Arthasis would take over in place of Immotichey. For a while all was much the same as it was for immotichey, the soft pleasant hum and glow. Arthasis would, in the silence remember the dream he had the night before as it's vividity had been almost overwhelming. As he began to think on this...

Arthasis Roll perception.

((All this takes place during a LONG REST. And immo/chubs do not awaken until near the end, atleast 7 hours into it, unless forced awake by another source))

Chubby wakes up from his dream...a nightmare, rather...literally screaming out loud. Sweat pouring down his flabby skin, he rushes over to the edge of the cliff, and starts calling out “I’m sorry, Crispy!  I’m sooo sorry, luv!”  between tears and literal wailing. "I'm sorry I failed you!"

Perception with Guidance : 13

25

Chubby would be too distracted by his wailing and tears and guilt to even consider looking around.

And Arthasis was completely unable to notice the figure floating high above the edge of the cave's mouth. Seeing chubby caused it to stop, take down some notes, before heading back over the ridge of death back to it's companions to report what it had found.

Evrik completes his prayers and feels refreshed spiritually. Seeing the water skins returned, he takes a small drink and consumes one of his rations. Feeling his body refreshed as well as his soul, he thinks about what Shuushar is saying about he crystals. Thinking back through the accounts he read in his studies he tries to recall if these crystals are mentioned during any of his reading about otherworldly realms or cosmic existences. (Arcana: 8)

Everick is unable to ascertain much beyond that these are special crystals and only seem to grow in the underdark and they perpetually glow. Perhaps they could be used as a light source.

Immotichey wakes from his nightmare snapping out at the air and his frill completely ridged. He just collapses back to the ground, trembling and curled up into a ball with his tail wrapped around him. Looking down at the ground, he notices that the images had been so intense that he had begun to claw into the ground.

After taking a few moments to calm his nerves, he rouses himself. Still breathing heavy, he finds one of the waterskins and takes a mouthful. He then sees Evrik attempting to examine the crystals again and walks over to join him. "Have you discovered anything?" As he asks he gives another a tap with a claw, and then a little tug to see how difficult it would be to remove.

Immo would know that the Rocks seemed rather attached to the wall. Only in extreme feat of strength or some use of a tool could potentially pry them from the wall. That or good Blast of Magic.

After a few moments (okay, more than just a few), Chubby finally calms down. Regaining his composure, he just sits there, watching the rest of the group.

After the sniffles finally stop, he manages to roll his large heft up vertically. Quietly walking over to the others, he offers Immo “I couldn’t help but notice that you gentlemen are trying to grab one of those sparkly thingabobs. Need my help?”

(Chubby is offering up an extreme feat of strength)

Shuushar is the last to awaken of the group. He rises into a seated position as if a puppet on strings, takes a deep breathe, and then lets out the most peaceful sounding yawn. "It is good that you are so determined to learn the ways of the multiverse, my friends." He says, his eyes snapping open wide at the end. "But enlightenment takes time. Time, I'm afraid, we do not have in this place. Not with food here being so scarce in a nexus. Unless you are fortunate enough to be drawn to the other currents and experience greater wonders... But that is not our path. A people await both our guidance and the word."

Shuushar then rises to walk over to Chubby's side and place a moist hand on his shoulder. "There, there, dwarf friend with propensity for gaseous assaults and uncanny grace. You speak too soon of failure. For while you still breathe, there is yet more you can do for her and the others. You need only be patient, and let not your eyes remain open wide shut."  

(if you try to pry one, the DC is 19 Athl, if you try to use a tool, the DC will be 15 Athl, and magic will be DC 5 (attack roll will be what determines the hit/miss/failure.)

     As it appears everyone is preparing to continue on their journey, Immotichey will go back to near the ledge. He begins to intone in draconic and circle his hands upon one another. A ball of mist begins to coalesce between his clawed hands. At the end of chanting, he extends his arms before him and sends the ball ahead along the ledge. As the misty orb travels away from his it begins to expand, creating a small Fog Cloud along a portion of the ledge. 

    With that done, he walks back into the cave. "A little more peril should anything be following us... Speaking of. We should pick up the pace today since we took our time yesterday." When he references the time frames it is clear that he has lost all concept of such. "I would like to see if we can make use of these crystals. Once everyone is clear of the cave I will try to blast a few out."

     From outside the opposite end of the cave from where they entered, the lizardman begins to shoot his flame botls towards the crystals attempting to knock them loose.