While the image is still fresh in his head, Kulloda uses the end of a javelin and scratches out a reproduction of it on the ground so Dog can see it.
"Something like this," Kulloda says, gesturing at the symbol. He pauses and looks at it for a moment then looks over at Dog. "Maybe Kulloda should get a symbol too. Have to think about that."
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Dog does his best to incorporate the symbol into the final layer of stones on the cairn. "I hope that works. She knows we meant it. And anyone else fool enough to come here will have to use their imagination."
Once finished, he moves around the summit a bit more, looking for signs of anyone else having been here. Investigation: 25
If he finds nothing, he asks Kulloda if he is ready to go, and then teleports them home with the helm, ensuring the sextant is secure in his pack.
Dog does his best to incorporate the symbol into the final layer of stones on the cairn. "I hope that works. She knows we meant it. And anyone else fool enough to come here will have to use their imagination."
Once finished, he moves around the summit a bit more, looking for signs of anyone else having been here. Investigation: 17
If he finds nothing, he asks Kulloda if he is ready to go, and then teleports them home with the helm, ensuring the sextant is secure in his pack.
Dog and Kulloda return to the palace to find it quiet. Communication with Gash reveals he is still in the divine graveyard. Tristan and Llyr must still be out in the city.
Tristan gives the Tabaxi a sympathetic nod, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder “That must have been terrifying. I am sorry for your loss, for the high priest and the others that perished. Truly you and the others are fortunate to survive.”
He pauses and looks around the harbor. “But what is next, are you content here? Surely there is someone among you to pick up the mantle of the high priest and continue the work you were doing. Surely there are those among you who wish to return to the home the circus provided?”
Kulloda shakes his head after the teleportation. He pats himself down and then smiles when he notices he didn’t get bounced around and has no new injuries beyond what he got on the trip there and the in the fight.
He then looks around the palace chamber they’re back in and begins laughing. He reaches over and punches Dog in the shoulder.
”We win. We back before Gash. Ha ha. Told small friend. Hmm. Now what?”
Tristan gives the Tabaxi a sympathetic nod, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder “That must have been terrifying. I am sorry for your loss, for the high priest and the others that perished. Truly you and the others are fortunate to survive.”
He pauses and looks around the harbor. “But what is next, are you content here? Surely there is someone among you to pick up the mantle of the high priest and continue the work you were doing. Surely there are those among you who wish to return to the home the circus provided?”
The tabaxi rubs the back of his neck, looking a bit abashed. He smoothes his fur back down and then says, "Yeah, people been talkin' about how to worship Leira again. They don't blame her for another god's deeds," he says. "And nobody is close to being a high priest. Maybe our old high priest, before he got too stiff and had to hang up his hat. He retired to Vallas a couple years ago to be near his grandkids. He's a proper high priest. And maybe Miss Veller could finish her training before he retires again."
The tabaxi is looking a little excited as he pieces together the possibilities. "Of course, if High Priest Mendus says no...well, I'm not sure what we could do. I'd have to talk with the others."
Dog brings the sextant to his office, which is really just the corner of a training gym. He informs his staff, whoever's there, of what they did and what they got, and asks them to inform him when the others return. If Kulloda joins, he offers to have a sparring match. "You know, since we didn't actually get to tussle on the mountaintop."
Gash sits right where he was standing, “I’m going to detect magic. I don’t reckon it’ll help much. I’m sure this place is covered in it but maybe I can locate a hotspot”
Gash sits right where he was standing, “I’m going to detect magic. I don’t reckon it’ll help much. I’m sure this place is covered in it but maybe I can locate a hotspot”
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“We’ve our work cut out for us, it seems.” The Eladrin spoke aloud, whether he’d addressed Tristan or just voiced his thoughts was unclear. He then turned to face the Tabaxi. “Your Goddess is invested in having her temple rebuilt, it would appear. And as my partner here has stated,” — he motioned at the Spymaster — “we are patrons of the arts, who are interested in lending a hand.”He explained with a polite nod, cutting to the chase.
“Now, you’ve been very helpful already, and we don’t want to take up too much of your time. So if you wouldn’t mind, I’d ask you a couple of things, before we allow you to return to your work. Would you be able to allow us to meet with this Veller you speak of? Or, at the very least, let us know where we might find her. And finally, do you suppose she might be able to enlighten us about this retired High Priest’s location?”
Llyr carefully studied the Tabaxi from where he stood, looking for some Insight of his own on the cat-person’s demeanour, trustworthiness and willingness to help.
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P(14): 12
"Uh, yeah, I suppose so," the tabaxi says. "Like I said. We meet up at the festhall two days from now. The Grand at seven bells. There's no praying or temple things. It's just us all commiserating."
The tabaxi is a bit timid but otherwise he appears honest and not deceptive in any way.
Gash blinks at the tombs all lighting up with magic, it was so bright it hurt his eyes. "Not really giving me anything, what do you think Martin? I have Gury for 50 minutes left, he could open some of these tombs for us while we stay a safe distance away. Unless you have other ideas?"
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Gash- Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
“Yes, talk with the others, find out what else needs to be done to restore the circus. Perhaps we will even join you and the others at The Grand in two days. But first, Vallas is a big place. Do you know where we could find the former High Priest Mendus? A certain part of the city or a local connection, perhaps the grandkids?”
Tristan smiles at the Tabaxi “Take heart friend, your days of commiserating may be coming to an end soon.”
“Yes, talk with the others, find out what else needs to be done to restore the circus. Perhaps we will even join you and the others at The Grand in two days. But first, Vallas is a big place. Do you know where we could find the former High Priest Mendus? A certain part of the city or a local connection, perhaps the grandkids?”
Tristan smiles at the Tabaxi “Take heart friend, your days of commiserating may be coming to an end soon.”
"It has been a while since I have been to Vallas," the tabaxi says. "I think his grandkids live near a small cemetery by the temple of Gond."
(We've had a short rest after arriving back, right? Dog would have taken some time to confer with his staff before growing a bit bored, or at least seeing Kulloda grow bored...)
(We've had a short rest after arriving back, right? Dog would have taken some time to confer with his staff before growing a bit bored, or at least seeing Kulloda grow bored...)
While the image is still fresh in his head, Kulloda uses the end of a javelin and scratches out a reproduction of it on the ground so Dog can see it.
"Something like this," Kulloda says, gesturing at the symbol. He pauses and looks at it for a moment then looks over at Dog. "Maybe Kulloda should get a symbol too. Have to think about that."
Dog does his best to incorporate the symbol into the final layer of stones on the cairn. "I hope that works. She knows we meant it. And anyone else fool enough to come here will have to use their imagination."
Once finished, he moves around the summit a bit more, looking for signs of anyone else having been here. Investigation: 25
If he finds nothing, he asks Kulloda if he is ready to go, and then teleports them home with the helm, ensuring the sextant is secure in his pack.
Dog and Kulloda return to the palace to find it quiet. Communication with Gash reveals he is still in the divine graveyard. Tristan and Llyr must still be out in the city.
At the docks.
Tristan gives the Tabaxi a sympathetic nod, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder “That must have been terrifying. I am sorry for your loss, for the high priest and the others that perished. Truly you and the others are fortunate to survive.”
He pauses and looks around the harbor. “But what is next, are you content here? Surely there is someone among you to pick up the mantle of the high priest and continue the work you were doing. Surely there are those among you who wish to return to the home the circus provided?”
At the palace:
Kulloda shakes his head after the teleportation. He pats himself down and then smiles when he notices he didn’t get bounced around and has no new injuries beyond what he got on the trip there and the in the fight.
He then looks around the palace chamber they’re back in and begins laughing. He reaches over and punches Dog in the shoulder.
”We win. We back before Gash. Ha ha. Told small friend. Hmm. Now what?”
The tabaxi rubs the back of his neck, looking a bit abashed. He smoothes his fur back down and then says, "Yeah, people been talkin' about how to worship Leira again. They don't blame her for another god's deeds," he says. "And nobody is close to being a high priest. Maybe our old high priest, before he got too stiff and had to hang up his hat. He retired to Vallas a couple years ago to be near his grandkids. He's a proper high priest. And maybe Miss Veller could finish her training before he retires again."
The tabaxi is looking a little excited as he pieces together the possibilities. "Of course, if High Priest Mendus says no...well, I'm not sure what we could do. I'd have to talk with the others."
Dog brings the sextant to his office, which is really just the corner of a training gym. He informs his staff, whoever's there, of what they did and what they got, and asks them to inform him when the others return. If Kulloda joins, he offers to have a sparring match. "You know, since we didn't actually get to tussle on the mountaintop."
Divine Graveyard:
Gash sits right where he was standing, “I’m going to detect magic. I don’t reckon it’ll help much. I’m sure this place is covered in it but maybe I can locate a hotspot”
Gash ritually casts Detect Magic
Gash - Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
In no surprise to Gash, every tomb radiates divine magic.
“We’ve our work cut out for us, it seems.” The Eladrin spoke aloud, whether he’d addressed Tristan or just voiced his thoughts was unclear. He then turned to face the Tabaxi. “Your Goddess is invested in having her temple rebuilt, it would appear. And as my partner here has stated,” — he motioned at the Spymaster — “we are patrons of the arts, who are interested in lending a hand.” He explained with a polite nod, cutting to the chase.
“Now, you’ve been very helpful already, and we don’t want to take up too much of your time. So if you wouldn’t mind, I’d ask you a couple of things, before we allow you to return to your work. Would you be able to allow us to meet with this Veller you speak of? Or, at the very least, let us know where we might find her. And finally, do you suppose she might be able to enlighten us about this retired High Priest’s location?”
Llyr carefully studied the Tabaxi from where he stood, looking for some Insight of his own on the cat-person’s demeanour, trustworthiness and willingness to help.
Insight: 21
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P(14): 12
"Uh, yeah, I suppose so," the tabaxi says. "Like I said. We meet up at the festhall two days from now. The Grand at seven bells. There's no praying or temple things. It's just us all commiserating."
The tabaxi is a bit timid but otherwise he appears honest and not deceptive in any way.
Kulloda smiles broadly when Dog makes the offer to spar. Even before he answers he’s dropping his weapons and gear on the ground.
”No magic?” Kulloda asks.
Gash blinks at the tombs all lighting up with magic, it was so bright it hurt his eyes. "Not really giving me anything, what do you think Martin? I have Gury for 50 minutes left, he could open some of these tombs for us while we stay a safe distance away. Unless you have other ideas?"
Gash - Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
Martin is scratching his head and attempts to cast locate object to detect weapons?
Paladin - warforged - orange
At the docks:
“Yes, talk with the others, find out what else needs to be done to restore the circus. Perhaps we will even join you and the others at The Grand in two days. But first, Vallas is a big place. Do you know where we could find the former High Priest Mendus? A certain part of the city or a local connection, perhaps the grandkids?”
Tristan smiles at the Tabaxi “Take heart friend, your days of commiserating may be coming to an end soon.”
I could roll to randomly choose a weapon type...?
"It has been a while since I have been to Vallas," the tabaxi says. "I think his grandkids live near a small cemetery by the temple of Gond."
Dog nods eagerly. "No magic this time."
(We've had a short rest after arriving back, right? Dog would have taken some time to confer with his staff before growing a bit bored, or at least seeing Kulloda grow bored...)
You bet
Change it to trumpets, drums, flutes, and horns.
I have four spell slots with which to do this
Paladin - warforged - orange
There are no such instruments nearby.