"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Tzedaka looks at the man, suspecting from the start that he is not what he shows (She thinks him a deity or demon) and her eyes glow bright blue, her hair blowing in an unnatural wind as she pulls back her hood, that conceals her clear skin, revealing her angelic features.
"Hiding is easy. But to show ones true self is a risk. Only den can trust be forged and bonds be real. Otherwise, we vill leave you to your "fishing."
The 'fisherman' chuckled and winked at Herman, " Oh. I thought it obvious....it was why I asked what I asked before. I have been asked.....well ordered.....to thin your numbers a little."
" You may call me Phaginos, Corrupter of Regimes and Tyrant of the Fourth Fallen Temple."
mh...we are not ready yet, Phaginos. Before we start, out of curiosity, who sent you? who shall we give the honor of such a fight with a such a reknown demon? you know, I must know who thanks for this sparring partner...
" Over the years? Tens of Thousands. Today? None...yet."
"Tens of Thousands?"
Banzo ponders the math for a moment.
"To think there could be so many!"
Tzedaka looks at the man, suspecting from the start that he is not what he shows (She thinks him a deity or demon) and her eyes glow bright blue, her hair blowing in an unnatural wind as she pulls back her hood, that conceals her clear skin, revealing her angelic features.
"Hiding is easy. But to show ones true self is a risk. Only den can trust be forged and bonds be real. Otherwise, we vill leave you to your "fishing."
Tzedaka is indeed right...and I am not really fond of fish either...so...
The others see Herman speaking at a certain height , like addressing someone that he is...further upward...than the fisherman
so, big guy, no coincidence you are here, you know us, we don't know you...who (or what are you) an what you want?
The 'fisherman' chuckled and winked at Herman, " Oh. I thought it obvious....it was why I asked what I asked before. I have been asked.....well ordered.....to thin your numbers a little."
" You may call me Phaginos, Corrupter of Regimes and Tyrant of the Fourth Fallen Temple."
" Whenever your ready we will begin."
(Does Tzedaka recall this name or a person similar? )
( Not specifically......but she's pretty sure its a demon of some power.)
“Chave you been sent to deliver something from cher?”
Tzedaka looks the fisherman over
”I chav no quarrel with you, I vish you well on your fishing.”
Tzedaka begins to move away, trying to get the group to spread out and casts resistance on Herman (1d4 to one save)
mh...we are not ready yet, Phaginos. Before we start, out of curiosity, who sent you? who shall we give the honor of such a fight with a such a reknown demon? you know, I must know who thanks for this sparring partner...
while putting his hand on the maul