(I'll pay 6,000 from the vault 3200 gold and 280 platinum towards the tower. @Jinara can you cover the remaining 3000?)
(Will post more tomorrow. Trying to set everything up for remote from work. Lockdown just started today for us.)
"Yes Mucor, Valeera needs to return to see her friends and I promised I would make that happen. You can stay here if you want but since she knows exactly where were going it should be fine." Gaelin says patting Mucor on the shoulder with a smile. (famous last words...)
(@Aryn-thanks for keeping track of this. I can cover 3000 from the vault if you want to do level 3.)
(@Gaelin & Jinara- I have an extra 1500 gold on my character I can donate to the tower. Not my call, but it looks like we have some gems that are worth a pretty penny we could sell for gold. We'd be stuck without the casters doing their aoe damage, teleport and telepathic comms.)
Torq would look over to Gaelin and Valeera and say, "You have all kept us safe and brought us back from the brink of death. I will gladly face whatever is in the Feywild with you. How long do you need to make your change Mucor? Do you need any help from us?" Torq asks turning to his friend. "When all this is done, I plan on making a... personal trip. Gaelin & Mucor, I may require your aid in returning to the castle quickly if you're willing to accompany me."
(@Torq- I can do that. @Gaelin, noted. @ Everyone- I have no problem selling a gem or two for extra gold. Updated vault holdings.)
Name
Gold
Platinum
Gems (gp)
Jewelry
Total Value
Aryn
500
20
600
Silver Necklace- Ruby
500
Gaelin
700
Silver Necklace- Sapphire
750
Jinara
1200
Gold Ring- Emerald
750
Mucor
2000
350
Diamonds
2000
Torq
Emerald
2000
Zinmaer
400
60
Rubies
3000
Total
4800
430
600
9000
Aryn would give a thumbs up at Torq's comment and continue on to her bath. She'd disrobe and immerse herself in the warm water scrubbing every inch of her body. The mental toll of everything they'd been through was beginning to strain Aryn's body and she needed this time to relax. She thought of all the people she'd killed before ever meeting the others and a tear would appear then another, then another. She'd begin to scrub more fervently as if she could still see the blood stains on her skin. She'd try to force out the bad thoughts and flashbacks of the slit throats of diplomatic enemies of her employer then shake her head. She'd think of Mucor and smile at his innocence and another tear would come to her eye as she breathed in deeply. She'd shake her head again, get out of the bath dry herself and throw on a simple dress. Once done she'd decide to visit the spa and get a massage. "This wasn't a bad idea after all Torq." she says to herself settling in on the table allowing herself to drift into a state of utter relaxation.
"I will be at your service as soon as we return from the feywilds." Gaelin responded wanting to question Torq more but respecting his privacy. He and Valeera would leave Mucor, Torq and the twins in the courtyard saying, "We are going to rest for a bit. If you need any help please come find us. I suspect we'll be in her den but if you can't find us there Herbert or Iris can contact me. We can discuss timing and schedules at breakfast tomorrow morning?" and with a bow he and Valeera, still in human form walk off towards the den.
Once there Gaelin with converse with Valeera while they take a dip in the pool. "That is what you want isn't it... to visit the feywilds? Is it okay if the others come along? I know I want to see this village you helped protect and to personally thank Rowan for keeping you safe." They'd continue to talk for another couple of hours before Gaelin would head off to bed. Before leaving he would cup her face in his hands and kiss her softly on the head saying, "You know I love you. If anything were to happen to you I don't know what I'd do. That's part of the reason I want the others to go. It's extra protection... not that you need any. You could probably take us all." he says with a smile. "I just want you to know how much you mean to me is all. Good night my love. I'll see you in the morning." With that, he'll leave and make his way to his quarters and lie down in his bed a warm sensation burning within him.
Day 1: Mucor transformation & Jinara Book mastery & RP with Zinmaer,
Day 2+: group trip to Feywild plane,
Return from Feywild: Torq RP personal trip and Jinara RP- PM'd you.
Aryn- if you'd like to RP anything other than Maximus' level during the downtime let me know.)
Gaelin- Valeera looks at you with compassionate eyes and says softly, "Yes. This is exactly what I want. I spent over 600 years with these people. I don't wish to stay there indefinitely but I do at least want to put their minds at ease that I didn't just vanish or die." she blushes slightly and her hair seems to shimmer bright red for a moment at the mention of Rowan. "I couldn't imagine going anywhere without you now that I have you back. I was so worried I'd lost you when the tower exploded. I think you'll like Rowan, she's a lot like your sister. Brave, beautiful and strong willed." As the afternoon turns to evening you make your plans and agree to depart sometime in the next 2-3 days. When you go to leave and cup her face you feel her natural warmth grow even hotter. "And I love you too. Individually, probably but all together, I wouldn't stand a chance." she says with a smile. "You have something with these people. Stronger than any friendship. It's love. Not like yours and mine but like you and Aryn. You all care so much your willing to die for each other. As long as that bond stays strong you all are a force to be reckoned with. Sleep well." she says waving and before you reach the edge of the den she transforms into a dragon and curls up on her platform and rests her head so she's able to watch you exit.
(OOC: So if anyone needs to use any of Mucor's share, you can have it. Now that he has the grove, he really only spends money to help equip others lol.)
As the group made their plans and started to head towards their desired locations, Mucor would make his way towards the Grove. He would squeeze the silver ring as he makes his way to the small reflection pool within the monastery that he uses as a mirror. Once there he would change his appearance into the elf once more... looking over he features... trying to perfect the image in his mind... after using his remaining charges for the day making small changes to his appearance, he would eventually make his way to see Herbert. "Hello friend. I think I would like to uh.. change my appearance... permanently.. Into this." The minotaur would say nervously as he gestures to himself.
(Forgot Mucor mentioned changing after Aryn left. )
Gaelin would cast Sending while in the pool with Valeera targeting Aryn and say, "You may want to visit Mucor when you're done. I think he's planning on making a change very soon. Just thought you should know."
Once in bed Gaelin will work through various speeches in his mind then change subjects thinking back to Mucor. Curiously he casts Sending targeting Mucor and says, "Hey buddy. I know you've got alot to think about but if you need any help or want to talk let me know..." Depending on Mucor's response, he'll either go to bed or get up and make his way to the grove.
In the middle of Aryn's massage she hears the voice of her brother break the perfect feeling of relaxation and he sighs deeply. "I know. I'll head down shortly. I needed some me time." she replies stretching her neck slightly and settling back into the table. After another 30 minutes or so she'll head to her quarters and grab her leather belt of daggers that she carefully straps to her leg. She'll toss on a long slender dark green dress that dips low in the front nearing the bottom of her sternum and head towards the grove.
Once there she'll find Mucor and Herbert, hopefully still conversing. "Hey big fella. You're not trying to go through this without me are you?" she asks rhetorically with a smile and pat on his hornless head admiring the dapper looking elf.
Mucor- Herbert smiles and nods in greeting of his elven/ minotaur friend. "I see you've come to a decision. Well then, all that is left for me to do is to contact Inara. Only the elders of the Elanaetas are able to perform the ritual. It will be quite the spectacle. It hasn't been performed in my lifetime. It's quite the rigorous task for the caster and recipient, but I think you're more than up for the task." he says slowly with a soft chuckle as he leads you around the grove. Small flowers and mushrooms blossom to life as he walks by creating a beautiful path. You take a short stroll around the pond while the tortle speaks slowly and earnestly before returning to your original spot. Seeing Aryn approaching from behind you he smiles and asks, "Is there anyone you wish to accompany you? Once I''ve opened the tree portal to the grove I won't be able to do it again until the morning. Tending this grove takes quite a bit of work."
Jinara- While in the tower studying away at your book you hear a soft tapping at the door. "Hello friend" Zinmaer says as he peeks his head in with a smile. "I see you're hard at work still. I wanted to thank you and the others for accepting my choice to stay here throughout the remainder of the war. From the looks of it, you've managed to save us all from Daegon. I've been training Maximus, Theodore and the bears to fight and spar. They've shown pretty good promise though their agility could use some work. Still, they all pack a pretty hefty punch." he says laughing and you notice slight bruising on his cheek and shoulder. "I didn't want to disturb you, I know you're busy. When you get a free moment feel free to fly down to the monastery. The acolytes and priests have made a nice home of it."
(OOC: So I am having a hard time figuring out exactly how things are happening and what time of day it is. I apologize if I don't get it right lol. I assume that Gaelin's message would arrive after I was already with Aryn and Herbert but I could be wrong)
.Mucor would turn and a wide smile would spread across his face. "Aryn. You look uhh.. ha.. " The elf would blush, his cheeks turning red as he rubbed the back of his head with his hand. He would take a moment to shake his head a bit and start over. "I am glad you are here." Mucor would say as he takes her hand into his own. "Herbert said that I can bring someone along if I wanted. It would mean a lot to me if it you were there by my side." He would say as he locks eyes with Aryn.
(Not sure about this part, My response back to Gaelin may change depending on if Aryn and I have already left the grove or not)
As Gaelin's message reaches his ears, Mucor would smile. "I am nervous. You are a great friend. Your sister is here by my side and I am sure she won't allow any harm to come to me." He would reply before heading off with Herbert (and assuming Aryn lol)
As Zinmaer approaches the door, knocks, and opens the door, he sees Jinara at the work table in the middle of the room reading. Only a handful of times has anyone see Jinara not wearing his traditional black and silver cloak. He sits in an airy linen shirt, breeches, and bare feet exposes the golden white tinted scales patched on the backs of his hands wrapping around the outside of arms before the sleeve of the shirt begins. His feet show the same scales on the top wrapping around the outside ankle crawling up towards the calf before the breeches cuff begins.
"Oh Zin! Its good to see you brother. You came at the perfect time." Jinara says as he says reading the last page of his book. He closes the book and the book begins to (@Xtra. If you want to insert anything that happens to the book when I finish and close it. Feel free). The scales on the hand that closes the book begins to glow a soft golden white glow. The glow grows and climbs Jinara's arm, under his shirt, and consumes his whole body momentarily before absorbing into him. Jinara is completely unaware of this glow. Only Zinmaer sees this happen. "It feels like it has been forever since we last talked. Please come sit." Jinara returns his book to this library, then moves over and begins preparing some tea. He pulls some lavender, ginger root, beet root, and black tea in a tea kettle and places it on a open stand with a stone plate underneath. He lights a small candle and places it on the stone plate. As he turns around to return to the table, the flames grows into a decent size (Thaumaturgy) and begins heating the tea. After hearing his update about training, Jinara says "that's great! I am glad you have found yourself again here. I am sure the Maximus, Theodore, and the bears are thriving. Maybe we can arrange a spar with Torq and see how they fare against the raging bird." Tea kettle whistles. Jinara gets up and pours 2 small glasses and brings them to the table. "To be honest. I am not entirely sure Daegon is gone. This era of peace is wonderful, and the meeting of the leaders of Eraas seems to have brought all the land to a united front, but I fear that this is a rouse to lull us into a false sense of peace before we are assassinated in our sleep or something. I do believe that our attack on the black castle did destroy Daegon, but we are dealing with the #1 follower of the undead god. Remember Yera? She was a pistol, but she never let us forget that Vaeril ran the undead game. Daegon could cloned himself, he could have assigned a single Drekthar to revive him, he could have stopped time like he did back in that Behir cave. There are too many potentialities for me to be at peace at heart." Jinara says inadvertently changing the tone of the conversation. He takes a big sip of this tea and quickly redirects "Enough about my paranoia. I would love to see the Monastery. I am free now. Would you like to give me the grand tour?"
(@Mucor- It was late afternoon when you all got back. Evening once Aryn joined Mucor. If you planned on leaving within an hour of Aryn showing up his message to you wouldn't arrive until late evening. You'd probably already be at the grove.)
Jinara- (You would technically finish the book the following day but we’ll say your interaction with Zinmaer takes place the second day since Mucor’s transformation spell takes 24 hours.)
As Jinara closes the book there’s a dull flash of arcane energy that sparks the glow around Jinara’s hands. The book then becomes ordinary looking and the spine seems to shrivel slightly. Zinmaer bows and comes in to sit and listen. “I see. Whatever happens I am always available should the need arise. For now, I just hope that we can prepare ourselves for the next challenge. Whether it be Daegon, Vaeril or some other horror.” He replies standing and ushers you to follow. While you make your way to the monastery he continues the banter. “Herbert has spoken with me about the recovery project for the Drekthar. I’m glad you and the others were able to speak sense into the other leaders. That was the main reason for my concern when I left. I could see these people were just helpless puppets but didn’t know how to deal with that realization. The monastery helped me focus my energy in other areas and the acolytes and priests have aided in shifting my gaze further than I thought possible.” He finishes this exclamation as you reach the outskirts of the monastery.
All around it you see various guards, soldiers and children practicing and playing with one another. Periodically and acolyte will pass by with a tome or piece of wood. As you enter the structure you see a large open area with multiple obstacles and beams. Your vision pans across the course and see an acolyte aiding another soldier, who you remember was injured in the castle’s defense. The soldier is strapped in a leather harness that suspends him from two parallel beams that sit shoulder height from the ground. The soldier gingerly walks forward and backward one leg wrapped in a cast from his knee to his foot. Zinmaer smiles and says, “They’ve brought a purpose back to ease and restore from pain. We are now able to rehabilitate those who many thought would never walk or move again. This place gives them a sanctuary to expend their aggression, survive old wounds and live again.”
Mucor- The sun disappears behind the mountain but the sky remains illuminated as the evening continues. Herbert opens a portal in the tree and you step through followed closely behind by Aryn. Inara stands on the opposite side smiling already prepared for your visit. “Ah, I see you are prepared. Please follow me.” She says in greeting with a bow and walks down the wooden ramp that surround the giant tree trunk. You walk for about a quarter mile to a small stone encased garden with a pond in the middle. On one side of the pond sits a large mound of clay and dirt next to what looks like a grave. The sunlight fades and casts the area in darkness for about 10 seconds before the flowers and vines throughout the garden begin to glow. The pond now glimmers with blue, green and white bioluminescence.
Inara waves her hand and bubbles of soft white light float up from the pond and hover in the 20 feet above you. Inara grabs a small clay bowl and fills it with water from the pond. She walks over and pours the water over Mucor’s head. As the droplets touch Mucor’s skin his form melts back into the hulking minotaur. The water is COLD... colder than any water you've ever felt. She pats you gently on your horned head and says, “Disrobe and step in.” gesturing to the hole in the ground. Once Mucor gets in she begins to cast Control Water and slowly pours the water over Mucor’s head drenching him until the hole is half full. “Lie down.” She says and the water rises up as Mucor’s body displaces it reaching up to your ears. You hear Gaelin's voice in your head and make your reply. You feel a sense of fear and shake slightly as anxiety and cold creep in. Five bubbles of light descend, one to each corner of the hole and one in the center. As they touch the water it glows and warms to match your body temperature. You hear Inara ask, “Is there anything you wish to say or ask before we begin the ritual?”
Mucor would follow Inara's instructions very closely.. and as the water hits his head, he would begin shaking uncontrollably. The combination of extreme cold and nerves and excitement taking hold of him as he quickly removed his clothing, weapons, and armor. He would place the items on the ground before moving towards the grave. sliding into the hole, He would let out a loud snort as he tried to tighten his muscular frame to minimize his shivering. Although obviously nervous, Mucor would give Aryn a smile and lie down in the water. His hair would spread out and sway beside him as he looked up towards inara. When she asks if there is anything he wishes to say, he would turn his head towards Aryn once more. In that moment his shivering would stop as he looked to the elf from down in the wet hole in the earth. "I love you." He would say with a smile as stared into her eyes. He would then take a deep breath and close his eyes...
Aryn watches in awe at the beautiful display of the grove and garden. She looks on wide eyed as the glowing bubbles rise into the air and playfully begin picking through Mucor's things after he disrobed saying, "Ooo that's a keeper" and toss some tiny oddities to the side saying, "Nope no good." trying to lighten the mood from the serious setting. As he lies down she'd lock eyes with him as he says I love you. A shudder ran through her body and her stomach felt as if it leaped. "Then you better make it through this." she replies and walks quietly over and kisses is forehead leaning in closely to his ear she whispers, "because I love you too."
(@Mucor- I've been putting yours in the vault since you said to just put it there some time last year. ;) )
(@everyone- here's what the vault is at currently.)
(I'll pay 6,000 from the vault 3200 gold and 280 platinum towards the tower. @Jinara can you cover the remaining 3000?)
(Will post more tomorrow. Trying to set everything up for remote from work. Lockdown just started today for us.)
"Yes Mucor, Valeera needs to return to see her friends and I promised I would make that happen. You can stay here if you want but since she knows exactly where were going it should be fine." Gaelin says patting Mucor on the shoulder with a smile. (famous last words...)
(@Gaelin. I don't have 3000 gold currently. If we go kill or rob somethings, then I can cover it)
(@Aryn-thanks for keeping track of this. I can cover 3000 from the vault if you want to do level 3.)
(@Gaelin & Jinara- I have an extra 1500 gold on my character I can donate to the tower. Not my call, but it looks like we have some gems that are worth a pretty penny we could sell for gold. We'd be stuck without the casters doing their aoe damage, teleport and telepathic comms.)
Torq would look over to Gaelin and Valeera and say, "You have all kept us safe and brought us back from the brink of death. I will gladly face whatever is in the Feywild with you. How long do you need to make your change Mucor? Do you need any help from us?" Torq asks turning to his friend. "When all this is done, I plan on making a... personal trip. Gaelin & Mucor, I may require your aid in returning to the castle quickly if you're willing to accompany me."
(@Torq- I can do that. @Gaelin, noted. @ Everyone- I have no problem selling a gem or two for extra gold. Updated vault holdings.)
Aryn would give a thumbs up at Torq's comment and continue on to her bath. She'd disrobe and immerse herself in the warm water scrubbing every inch of her body. The mental toll of everything they'd been through was beginning to strain Aryn's body and she needed this time to relax. She thought of all the people she'd killed before ever meeting the others and a tear would appear then another, then another. She'd begin to scrub more fervently as if she could still see the blood stains on her skin. She'd try to force out the bad thoughts and flashbacks of the slit throats of diplomatic enemies of her employer then shake her head. She'd think of Mucor and smile at his innocence and another tear would come to her eye as she breathed in deeply. She'd shake her head again, get out of the bath dry herself and throw on a simple dress. Once done she'd decide to visit the spa and get a massage. "This wasn't a bad idea after all Torq." she says to herself settling in on the table allowing herself to drift into a state of utter relaxation.
"I will be at your service as soon as we return from the feywilds." Gaelin responded wanting to question Torq more but respecting his privacy. He and Valeera would leave Mucor, Torq and the twins in the courtyard saying, "We are going to rest for a bit. If you need any help please come find us. I suspect we'll be in her den but if you can't find us there Herbert or Iris can contact me. We can discuss timing and schedules at breakfast tomorrow morning?" and with a bow he and Valeera, still in human form walk off towards the den.
Once there Gaelin with converse with Valeera while they take a dip in the pool. "That is what you want isn't it... to visit the feywilds? Is it okay if the others come along? I know I want to see this village you helped protect and to personally thank Rowan for keeping you safe." They'd continue to talk for another couple of hours before Gaelin would head off to bed. Before leaving he would cup her face in his hands and kiss her softly on the head saying, "You know I love you. If anything were to happen to you I don't know what I'd do. That's part of the reason I want the others to go. It's extra protection... not that you need any. You could probably take us all." he says with a smile. "I just want you to know how much you mean to me is all. Good night my love. I'll see you in the morning." With that, he'll leave and make his way to his quarters and lie down in his bed a warm sensation burning within him.
(Tower construction time: 90 days, Fortress Level 3 time: 66 days.)
(Order of RP so far: after tonight's long rest.
Gaelin- Valeera looks at you with compassionate eyes and says softly, "Yes. This is exactly what I want. I spent over 600 years with these people. I don't wish to stay there indefinitely but I do at least want to put their minds at ease that I didn't just vanish or die." she blushes slightly and her hair seems to shimmer bright red for a moment at the mention of Rowan. "I couldn't imagine going anywhere without you now that I have you back. I was so worried I'd lost you when the tower exploded. I think you'll like Rowan, she's a lot like your sister. Brave, beautiful and strong willed." As the afternoon turns to evening you make your plans and agree to depart sometime in the next 2-3 days. When you go to leave and cup her face you feel her natural warmth grow even hotter. "And I love you too. Individually, probably but all together, I wouldn't stand a chance." she says with a smile. "You have something with these people. Stronger than any friendship. It's love. Not like yours and mine but like you and Aryn. You all care so much your willing to die for each other. As long as that bond stays strong you all are a force to be reckoned with. Sleep well." she says waving and before you reach the edge of the den she transforms into a dragon and curls up on her platform and rests her head so she's able to watch you exit.
(OOC: So if anyone needs to use any of Mucor's share, you can have it. Now that he has the grove, he really only spends money to help equip others lol.)
As the group made their plans and started to head towards their desired locations, Mucor would make his way towards the Grove. He would squeeze the silver ring as he makes his way to the small reflection pool within the monastery that he uses as a mirror. Once there he would change his appearance into the elf once more... looking over he features... trying to perfect the image in his mind... after using his remaining charges for the day making small changes to his appearance, he would eventually make his way to see Herbert. "Hello friend. I think I would like to uh.. change my appearance... permanently.. Into this." The minotaur would say nervously as he gestures to himself.
(Forgot Mucor mentioned changing after Aryn left. )
Gaelin would cast Sending while in the pool with Valeera targeting Aryn and say, "You may want to visit Mucor when you're done. I think he's planning on making a change very soon. Just thought you should know."
Once in bed Gaelin will work through various speeches in his mind then change subjects thinking back to Mucor. Curiously he casts Sending targeting Mucor and says, "Hey buddy. I know you've got alot to think about but if you need any help or want to talk let me know..." Depending on Mucor's response, he'll either go to bed or get up and make his way to the grove.
In the middle of Aryn's massage she hears the voice of her brother break the perfect feeling of relaxation and he sighs deeply. "I know. I'll head down shortly. I needed some me time." she replies stretching her neck slightly and settling back into the table. After another 30 minutes or so she'll head to her quarters and grab her leather belt of daggers that she carefully straps to her leg. She'll toss on a long slender dark green dress that dips low in the front nearing the bottom of her sternum and head towards the grove.
Once there she'll find Mucor and Herbert, hopefully still conversing. "Hey big fella. You're not trying to go through this without me are you?" she asks rhetorically with a smile and pat on his hornless head admiring the dapper looking elf.
Mucor- Herbert smiles and nods in greeting of his elven/ minotaur friend. "I see you've come to a decision. Well then, all that is left for me to do is to contact Inara. Only the elders of the Elanaetas are able to perform the ritual. It will be quite the spectacle. It hasn't been performed in my lifetime. It's quite the rigorous task for the caster and recipient, but I think you're more than up for the task." he says slowly with a soft chuckle as he leads you around the grove. Small flowers and mushrooms blossom to life as he walks by creating a beautiful path. You take a short stroll around the pond while the tortle speaks slowly and earnestly before returning to your original spot. Seeing Aryn approaching from behind you he smiles and asks, "Is there anyone you wish to accompany you? Once I''ve opened the tree portal to the grove I won't be able to do it again until the morning. Tending this grove takes quite a bit of work."
Jinara- While in the tower studying away at your book you hear a soft tapping at the door. "Hello friend" Zinmaer says as he peeks his head in with a smile. "I see you're hard at work still. I wanted to thank you and the others for accepting my choice to stay here throughout the remainder of the war. From the looks of it, you've managed to save us all from Daegon. I've been training Maximus, Theodore and the bears to fight and spar. They've shown pretty good promise though their agility could use some work. Still, they all pack a pretty hefty punch." he says laughing and you notice slight bruising on his cheek and shoulder. "I didn't want to disturb you, I know you're busy. When you get a free moment feel free to fly down to the monastery. The acolytes and priests have made a nice home of it."
(OOC: So I am having a hard time figuring out exactly how things are happening and what time of day it is. I apologize if I don't get it right lol. I assume that Gaelin's message would arrive after I was already with Aryn and Herbert but I could be wrong)
.Mucor would turn and a wide smile would spread across his face. "Aryn. You look uhh.. ha.. " The elf would blush, his cheeks turning red as he rubbed the back of his head with his hand. He would take a moment to shake his head a bit and start over. "I am glad you are here." Mucor would say as he takes her hand into his own. "Herbert said that I can bring someone along if I wanted. It would mean a lot to me if it you were there by my side." He would say as he locks eyes with Aryn.
(Not sure about this part, My response back to Gaelin may change depending on if Aryn and I have already left the grove or not)
As Gaelin's message reaches his ears, Mucor would smile. "I am nervous. You are a great friend. Your sister is here by my side and I am sure she won't allow any harm to come to me." He would reply before heading off with Herbert (and assuming Aryn lol)
As Zinmaer approaches the door, knocks, and opens the door, he sees Jinara at the work table in the middle of the room reading. Only a handful of times has anyone see Jinara not wearing his traditional black and silver cloak. He sits in an airy linen shirt, breeches, and bare feet exposes the golden white tinted scales patched on the backs of his hands wrapping around the outside of arms before the sleeve of the shirt begins. His feet show the same scales on the top wrapping around the outside ankle crawling up towards the calf before the breeches cuff begins.
"Oh Zin! Its good to see you brother. You came at the perfect time." Jinara says as he says reading the last page of his book. He closes the book and the book begins to (@Xtra. If you want to insert anything that happens to the book when I finish and close it. Feel free). The scales on the hand that closes the book begins to glow a soft golden white glow. The glow grows and climbs Jinara's arm, under his shirt, and consumes his whole body momentarily before absorbing into him. Jinara is completely unaware of this glow. Only Zinmaer sees this happen. "It feels like it has been forever since we last talked. Please come sit." Jinara returns his book to this library, then moves over and begins preparing some tea. He pulls some lavender, ginger root, beet root, and black tea in a tea kettle and places it on a open stand with a stone plate underneath. He lights a small candle and places it on the stone plate. As he turns around to return to the table, the flames grows into a decent size (Thaumaturgy) and begins heating the tea. After hearing his update about training, Jinara says "that's great! I am glad you have found yourself again here. I am sure the Maximus, Theodore, and the bears are thriving. Maybe we can arrange a spar with Torq and see how they fare against the raging bird." Tea kettle whistles. Jinara gets up and pours 2 small glasses and brings them to the table. "To be honest. I am not entirely sure Daegon is gone. This era of peace is wonderful, and the meeting of the leaders of Eraas seems to have brought all the land to a united front, but I fear that this is a rouse to lull us into a false sense of peace before we are assassinated in our sleep or something. I do believe that our attack on the black castle did destroy Daegon, but we are dealing with the #1 follower of the undead god. Remember Yera? She was a pistol, but she never let us forget that Vaeril ran the undead game. Daegon could cloned himself, he could have assigned a single Drekthar to revive him, he could have stopped time like he did back in that Behir cave. There are too many potentialities for me to be at peace at heart." Jinara says inadvertently changing the tone of the conversation. He takes a big sip of this tea and quickly redirects "Enough about my paranoia. I would love to see the Monastery. I am free now. Would you like to give me the grand tour?"
(@Mucor- It was late afternoon when you all got back. Evening once Aryn joined Mucor. If you planned on leaving within an hour of Aryn showing up his message to you wouldn't arrive until late evening. You'd probably already be at the grove.)
(@everyone, will post more later today. )
(OOC: OK, then imagine that it was replied back after already moving from Grove A to grove B)
Jinara- (You would technically finish the book the following day but we’ll say your interaction with Zinmaer takes place the second day since Mucor’s transformation spell takes 24 hours.)
As Jinara closes the book there’s a dull flash of arcane energy that sparks the glow around Jinara’s hands. The book then becomes ordinary looking and the spine seems to shrivel slightly. Zinmaer bows and comes in to sit and listen. “I see. Whatever happens I am always available should the need arise. For now, I just hope that we can prepare ourselves for the next challenge. Whether it be Daegon, Vaeril or some other horror.” He replies standing and ushers you to follow. While you make your way to the monastery he continues the banter. “Herbert has spoken with me about the recovery project for the Drekthar. I’m glad you and the others were able to speak sense into the other leaders. That was the main reason for my concern when I left. I could see these people were just helpless puppets but didn’t know how to deal with that realization. The monastery helped me focus my energy in other areas and the acolytes and priests have aided in shifting my gaze further than I thought possible.” He finishes this exclamation as you reach the outskirts of the monastery.
All around it you see various guards, soldiers and children practicing and playing with one another. Periodically and acolyte will pass by with a tome or piece of wood. As you enter the structure you see a large open area with multiple obstacles and beams. Your vision pans across the course and see an acolyte aiding another soldier, who you remember was injured in the castle’s defense. The soldier is strapped in a leather harness that suspends him from two parallel beams that sit shoulder height from the ground. The soldier gingerly walks forward and backward one leg wrapped in a cast from his knee to his foot. Zinmaer smiles and says, “They’ve brought a purpose back to ease and restore from pain. We are now able to rehabilitate those who many thought would never walk or move again. This place gives them a sanctuary to expend their aggression, survive old wounds and live again.”
Mucor- The sun disappears behind the mountain but the sky remains illuminated as the evening continues. Herbert opens a portal in the tree and you step through followed closely behind by Aryn. Inara stands on the opposite side smiling already prepared for your visit. “Ah, I see you are prepared. Please follow me.” She says in greeting with a bow and walks down the wooden ramp that surround the giant tree trunk. You walk for about a quarter mile to a small stone encased garden with a pond in the middle. On one side of the pond sits a large mound of clay and dirt next to what looks like a grave. The sunlight fades and casts the area in darkness for about 10 seconds before the flowers and vines throughout the garden begin to glow. The pond now glimmers with blue, green and white bioluminescence.
Inara waves her hand and bubbles of soft white light float up from the pond and hover in the 20 feet above you. Inara grabs a small clay bowl and fills it with water from the pond. She walks over and pours the water over Mucor’s head. As the droplets touch Mucor’s skin his form melts back into the hulking minotaur. The water is COLD... colder than any water you've ever felt. She pats you gently on your horned head and says, “Disrobe and step in.” gesturing to the hole in the ground. Once Mucor gets in she begins to cast Control Water and slowly pours the water over Mucor’s head drenching him until the hole is half full. “Lie down.” She says and the water rises up as Mucor’s body displaces it reaching up to your ears. You hear Gaelin's voice in your head and make your reply. You feel a sense of fear and shake slightly as anxiety and cold creep in. Five bubbles of light descend, one to each corner of the hole and one in the center. As they touch the water it glows and warms to match your body temperature. You hear Inara ask, “Is there anything you wish to say or ask before we begin the ritual?”
Mucor would follow Inara's instructions very closely.. and as the water hits his head, he would begin shaking uncontrollably. The combination of extreme cold and nerves and excitement taking hold of him as he quickly removed his clothing, weapons, and armor. He would place the items on the ground before moving towards the grave. sliding into the hole, He would let out a loud snort as he tried to tighten his muscular frame to minimize his shivering. Although obviously nervous, Mucor would give Aryn a smile and lie down in the water. His hair would spread out and sway beside him as he looked up towards inara. When she asks if there is anything he wishes to say, he would turn his head towards Aryn once more. In that moment his shivering would stop as he looked to the elf from down in the wet hole in the earth. "I love you." He would say with a smile as stared into her eyes. He would then take a deep breath and close his eyes...
Aryn watches in awe at the beautiful display of the grove and garden. She looks on wide eyed as the glowing bubbles rise into the air and playfully begin picking through Mucor's things after he disrobed saying, "Ooo that's a keeper" and toss some tiny oddities to the side saying, "Nope no good." trying to lighten the mood from the serious setting. As he lies down she'd lock eyes with him as he says I love you. A shudder ran through her body and her stomach felt as if it leaped. "Then you better make it through this." she replies and walks quietly over and kisses is forehead leaning in closely to his ear she whispers, "because I love you too."
(Yaaaaaay! Still here, just enjoying the RP.)
(What what!!!! That's amazing!!!!!)