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#13562 Feb 9, 2022

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*.... Thats not a technically. Thats ignoring a feature. Without Halfs explicit permission, Terlyn is unseen*

*And yeah, no permission. This messes up some of plans.*

*no problem, Norixus just wants to say sorry to Terlyn*

*Yeah, it messes up some of my plans.*

#13563 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

Norixus flys overhead, wondering what the mist is

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#13564 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

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#13565 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

galax is wandering around outside, sees wolfe "whats with the mist"

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#13566 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

He continues strolling casually, "We have time, but not much. I'd say maybe a month at the most, fifteen days at the least. I'll continue my research to see if we can weaken it or prevent the presentation of the catalyst."

Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.

I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.

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#13567 Feb 9, 2022

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Tevelin looks out the window, her beak full of lettuce, halibut meat (she never eats poultry), and pretzel bread and nearly chokes. "Quick octopus, tell me what was in that vial!"

Q'ilbrith, who was staring at his friends silhouetted in the sunset peacefully, turns around and sees a bird-woman with what could have been his former neighbors in his mouth. He's understandably a bit startled. "What the...! Who the [1GP] ARE YOU?!?!"

"Oh, I'm really sorry. I'm Tevelin. Uhh..." Tevelin suddenly realizes that she is eating fish in front of a sea creature. "Uhh, I was just... Uhh, there's a weird mist and that half-elf said you would tell me what was in the vial."

I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.

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#13568 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

galax is wandering around outside, sees wolfe "whats with the mist"

*They're by the void wall, which is 100 feet away from the tavern, he wouldn't see them unless he was wandering far from the tavern.*

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#13569 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

He continues strolling casually, "We have time, but not much. I'd say maybe a month at the most, fifteen days at the least. I'll continue my research to see if we can weaken it or prevent the presentation of the catalyst."

"Alright, see ya at the tavern." She takes off, practically running on all fours.

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#13570 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

galax is wandering around outside, sees wolfe "whats with the mist"

*They're by the void wall, which is 100 feet away from the tavern, he wouldn't see them unless he was wandering far from the tavern.*

*he likes to walk by the void wall, something with Theren happened there and it feels important to them*

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#13571 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

galax is wandering around outside, sees wolfe "whats with the mist"

*They're by the void wall, which is 100 feet away from the tavern, he wouldn't see them unless he was wandering far from the tavern.*

*he likes to walk by the void wall, something with Theren happened there and it feels important to them*

*Oh, well she's already taken off back to the tavern.*

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#13572 Feb 9, 2022

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*Hiiii!*

Krathian is sipping scotch and staring at a wisp of the mist, that's contained in a vial before him on the table, while Q'ilbrith holds a scotch as well and has taken to sipping at the exact same time Krathian does in order to annoy him.

Atta-Dappa is looking around for the recently dead or dying.

The band is playing "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant," Beren is singing.

Wolfe walks over to Krathian. "How's the mist thing going?"

"Not well. It's getting thicker," he gestures to the vial, where the mist is, well, thicker.

Wolfe takes a seat, ordering a drink for herself. "Any progress on figuring out where it came from?"

"As far as I can guess, the elemental plane of air. However there's something ... abberant about it. My best theory is that a portal to the far realm opened near several aboleths or other powerfully intelligent beings, the portal warped the surrounding elemental air magicks into this mist, which then consumed these powerfully intelligent. It has been slowly gaining sentience ever since."

"Dang, what are you going to do with it?" Her eyes lit up for a second. "Hey, have you tried throwing it into the void wall?"

His eyes light up, "That just might work, I mean, of course we'd have to do it a little at a time but... it just might."

Wolfe smiled. "Look at me, helping dispose of a weird aberrant mist!"

He smirks, "Not yet, you haven't, we still have to test it." He stands up, magically summoning his cane and hat to his hands, "Come on," he says, pulling the hat over his head, "Time to try this,"

She stands up, clearly excited, and gets ready to follow.

He lightly tosses the vial to himself before heading out the door to the firmament.

Wolfe follows like a, well, wolf.

When they reach the firmament, Krathian takes a moment to ready himself, before holding up the vial and turning towards Wolfe, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"Nah, I'm not the one that slaved away to figure it out." She waved him off to do it.

He shrugs and steps back, cocking his arm behind his shoulder before taking a step forward and catapulting the vial into the firmament. It disappears and is destroyed forever. Suddenly, another portal opens, belching more of the stuff out before closing. The new mist wafts towards the tavern on the powerful winds emanating from the firmament. "Well," he shouts, "It worked ... technically."

"Um, we should probably catch that, right?" Wolfe yells back.

"Not a chance," he says, dusting off his hands and sighing, beginning to walk back to the Tavern. "That mist is a living force, and it's too large to contain. If we tried, it would split itself into smaller pieces and reform, probably giving us a nasty electrical shock in the process. I was only able to contain that little piece because it was distracted by ... distracted by what it was doing. We can't contain it, we'll have to destroy it. And until I find out a way to do that, there's nothing else we can do."

"Is it flammable?"

"Unfortunately no, it's about as flammable as steam, and completely immune to physical attacks. As time churns on, it'll be able to randomly trasmute the properties of its physical material."

"So we basically need some sort of way to suck it up, like a vacuum?"

"Yes, and ensure none of it comes out of any more of the portals. I could probably make a vacuum-suction-projecting vial out of some material that can contain it, but it would require more research on my part. That vial I threw into the firmament was a stasis vial, something I came across in my travels that I thought I might try, it worked, but its the only one I had, and I have no idea where to get more."

"Ah, crap. Well, lets at least get back to the tavern before it so we can warn everyone there."

"Yes, we'd better, but it won't be able to hurt anyone until the catalyst comes into play, after which it will coalesce into some being yet-unknown form and start wreaking transformational havoc on everybody in the tavern."

"Ugh, the next few weeks are gonna be stressful, won't they?" She gets into position to sprint back to the tavern.

galax is wandering around outside, sees wolfe "whats with the mist"

*They're by the void wall, which is 100 feet away from the tavern, he wouldn't see them unless he was wandering far from the tavern.*

*he likes to walk by the void wall, something with Theren happened there and it feels important to them*

*Oh, well she's already taken off back to the tavern.*

*i hate internet lag* ill ask Krathien instead

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#13573 Feb 9, 2022

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Tevelin feels very awkward as she waits for Q'ilbrith to respond.

I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.

I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!

Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.

#13574 Feb 9, 2022

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"Honestly, i have no clue. Fell through a portal and now i'm here."

"Did you have parents?" she asked, brushing off her dress

Azazel nods, "I had parents"

"Had?" she questioned

"I fell through a portal into a different dimension. Safe to say i won't be seeing them any time soon."

She nodded "Understandable"

"Yeah, bit sad about that."

"Its ok, people here can be nice"

"As i can see, since i haven't been attacked yet."

She smiles and nods "Do you need something to eat or drink?"

"I mean, i could go for some food.."

"very well, what would you like?"

"Hmm, do they have good sandwhiches here?"

"I believe so" she said

"Then i guess a sandwhich?"

She goes up to the bartender and gets him one and one for herself

Azazel smiles, "Thanks, i owe ya"

She shakes her head "no need, you seemed like you were hungry so just eat."

Azazel mods, taking a bite of his sandwich

She continues eating

Azazel hums as he eats

She watches him "eat the crusts child"

*Most motherly thing ever said*

"Ah, but the crusts are gross."

"They help you grow, now eat child"

"Ugghhh, fine" He conscedes

"good" she says, sipping her tea

He eats his crusts,

She nods her head in approval

"Still tastes gross," He sighs

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

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#13575 Feb 9, 2022

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"Hmmphh." Poppy attempts to jump at him to shove him

He catches her and holds her in a hug mid-air while levitating. "Now look what you got yourself into."

"L-let me go." Poppy says quietly

"If I did, you might hurt yourself, little rabbit." He whispered.

"I don't care, this is embarresing"

He chuckled. "But I care if you hurt yourself. Embarrassing or not."

"Someone end me." She mutters, ears folded down

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#13576 Feb 9, 2022

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"Hmmphh." Poppy attempts to jump at him to shove him

He catches her and holds her in a hug mid-air while levitating. "Now look what you got yourself into."

"L-let me go." Poppy says quietly

"If I did, you might hurt yourself, little rabbit." He whispered.

"I don't care, this is embarresing"

He chuckled. "But I care if you hurt yourself. Embarrassing or not."

"Someone end me." She mutters, ears folded down

"Not gonna let that happen, little rabbit." He gave her a small forehead kiss.

Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn

Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.

I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.

#13577 Feb 9, 2022

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Tevelin is VERY tempted to shoot Ettor with her +1 shortbow, but she just shoots a nasty look at him.

I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.

I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!

Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.

#13578 Feb 9, 2022

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"Hmmphh." Poppy attempts to jump at him to shove him

He catches her and holds her in a hug mid-air while levitating. "Now look what you got yourself into."

"L-let me go." Poppy says quietly

"If I did, you might hurt yourself, little rabbit." He whispered.

"I don't care, this is embarresing"

He chuckled. "But I care if you hurt yourself. Embarrassing or not."

"Someone end me." She mutters, ears folded down

"Not gonna let that happen, little rabbit." He gave her a small forehead kiss.

If bunnies could growl, poppy would, "Imma knock you into next saturday as soon as i'm on the ground" she says, extremely embarresed

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#13579 Feb 9, 2022

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"Hmmphh." Poppy attempts to jump at him to shove him

He catches her and holds her in a hug mid-air while levitating. "Now look what you got yourself into."

"L-let me go." Poppy says quietly

"If I did, you might hurt yourself, little rabbit." He whispered.

"I don't care, this is embarresing"

He chuckled. "But I care if you hurt yourself. Embarrassing or not."

"Someone end me." She mutters, ears folded down

"Not gonna let that happen, little rabbit." He gave her a small forehead kiss.

If bunnies could growl, poppy would, "Imma knock you into next saturday as soon as i'm on the ground" she says, extremely embarresed

He chuckled. "Worth it." He set her back down on a rafter beam and quickly levitated far away.

Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn

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#13580 Feb 9, 2022

AlaricBloodhunter

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Azazel has finished his sandwhich

Poppy is being hugged in the raftors by ettor, much to her annoyance

Damien is outside the tavern's blessing, seemingly waiting for something

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#13581 Feb 9, 2022

Gamer_Thirteen

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"So, uhh, what was in the vial, Q'ilbrith?" Tevelin says, trying to swallow the sandwich in her beak as discreetly as possible.

I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.

I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!

Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.