She shakes her head "Unlikely. It doesnt have eyes, from the look of things"
"It hasn't heard us either, though."
She nods "Thats very strange..." Cue No Eyes attacks starting
*Wait, she actually starts attacking?*
*The ghost attacks are forming at the edge of the room*
"Well, that looks ominous. I'm guessing we should prepare for a fight."
She nods, drawing her weapon
Xorius casually draws his sword, approaching No Eyes.
The attacks from the side begin moving in, moving up and down, as the song grows slightly louder
"I don't think this isn't warranted." Xorius attacks with his longsword, then with a burst of magma that springs from his hand.
*Attack: 18 Damage: 13 magical slashing plus 18 fire that ignores resistance. Attack: 15 Damage: 12 magical slashing plus 19 fire that ignores resistance. Attack: 18 Damage: 27 fire that ignores resistance, and she needs to make a CHA save on a hit.*
The attacks right through, and instead are actually hitting.the area outside the tavern where he actually is
"That didn't seem very effectual."
She nods, looking slightly confused, as the attacks hit them both to similar effect
"I'm starting to doubt whether we can physically affect anything in this world."
"I mean... I guess that makes sense if its only a mind thing... But youd think I could effect my own mind"
"I don't think this is your actual mind. It doesn't seem to contain thoughts or memories. I think it might be a sort of... portal to this realm, that's only open when you speak in that language."
"My.... Speaking makes a portal here?"
"Not exactly. As far as I can tell, the words have some sort of power, which is connected to wherever this place is. By speaking them, your mind becomes linked to this realm."
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"T-to.... Eligas? O... Ok..." He seems a bit worried, but ready to go
"There are a lot of books there."
"In... Eligas? Ive... Only seen like 15 there in my entire life.."
"There were a bunch in the manor."
"... The manor? Like... My stepbrothers home?"
She nods.
"If... You think its a good idea to go there..."
"It's the only thing I can think of, right now."
"... Alright.... I... I trust you."
"Do you have a runic there?"
*I forget...*
*She had exactly 1*
"I only have one."
"Ok... So you use that, and I teleport to you with the sword?"
"That should work." She crushes the runic.
She arrives there, Kalnor quickly teleporting in behind her
*Can I have a description?*
*Of Eligas?*
*And where they ended up.*
They end up.by the front gates. Most of the surrounding area is still filled with cracked windows and heavily damaged buildings, though things seen fairly fixed much further in in the center. The buildings are made mostly of lustrous white and black stone. It seems theyre rebuilding from the inside going out. The buildings that have been repaired are of highly varying sizes, and in layered circles, with the highest building across from the shortest, the 2nd highest next to the highest, etc. It creates a sort of ripple effect
Mithris begins heading towards the manor. "Follow me."
He does, looking around at everything slowly
"They're healing. It was bad, but it's getting better."
He nods "It... I hope it stays getting better.."
"So do I."
"... Thank you for ending the war. Youre the reason things are improving.."
"It was a group effort."
"Still... You were in that group"
"I guess that's true."
"How far is the manor?"
"Only a few minutes away."
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She shakes her head "Unlikely. It doesnt have eyes, from the look of things"
"It hasn't heard us either, though."
She nods "Thats very strange..." Cue No Eyes attacks starting
*Wait, she actually starts attacking?*
*The ghost attacks are forming at the edge of the room*
"Well, that looks ominous. I'm guessing we should prepare for a fight."
She nods, drawing her weapon
Xorius casually draws his sword, approaching No Eyes.
The attacks from the side begin moving in, moving up and down, as the song grows slightly louder
"I don't think this isn't warranted." Xorius attacks with his longsword, then with a burst of magma that springs from his hand.
*Attack: 18 Damage: 13 magical slashing plus 18 fire that ignores resistance. Attack: 15 Damage: 12 magical slashing plus 19 fire that ignores resistance. Attack: 18 Damage: 27 fire that ignores resistance, and she needs to make a CHA save on a hit.*
The attacks right through, and instead are actually hitting.the area outside the tavern where he actually is
"That didn't seem very effectual."
She nods, looking slightly confused, as the attacks hit them both to similar effect
"I'm starting to doubt whether we can physically affect anything in this world."
"I mean... I guess that makes sense if its only a mind thing... But youd think I could effect my own mind"
"I don't think this is your actual mind. It doesn't seem to contain thoughts or memories. I think it might be a sort of... portal to this realm, that's only open when you speak in that language."
"My.... Speaking makes a portal here?"
"Not exactly. As far as I can tell, the words have some sort of power, which is connected to wherever this place is. By speaking them, your mind becomes linked to this realm."
"Thats... Very, very strange... Especially when Ive never heard those words before"
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"T-to.... Eligas? O... Ok..." He seems a bit worried, but ready to go
"There are a lot of books there."
"In... Eligas? Ive... Only seen like 15 there in my entire life.."
"There were a bunch in the manor."
"... The manor? Like... My stepbrothers home?"
She nods.
"If... You think its a good idea to go there..."
"It's the only thing I can think of, right now."
"... Alright.... I... I trust you."
"Do you have a runic there?"
*I forget...*
*She had exactly 1*
"I only have one."
"Ok... So you use that, and I teleport to you with the sword?"
"That should work." She crushes the runic.
She arrives there, Kalnor quickly teleporting in behind her
*Can I have a description?*
*Of Eligas?*
*And where they ended up.*
They end up.by the front gates. Most of the surrounding area is still filled with cracked windows and heavily damaged buildings, though things seen fairly fixed much further in in the center. The buildings are made mostly of lustrous white and black stone. It seems theyre rebuilding from the inside going out. The buildings that have been repaired are of highly varying sizes, and in layered circles, with the highest building across from the shortest, the 2nd highest next to the highest, etc. It creates a sort of ripple effect
Mithris begins heading towards the manor. "Follow me."
He does, looking around at everything slowly
"They're healing. It was bad, but it's getting better."
He nods "It... I hope it stays getting better.."
"So do I."
"... Thank you for ending the war. Youre the reason things are improving.."
"It was a group effort."
"Still... You were in that group"
"I guess that's true."
"How far is the manor?"
"Only a few minutes away."
"Alright.... Well, they likely know Im coming"
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*Okay so... there has been a bit of a timeskip. Frathian went and did what he did, summoned Krathian back from the plane of Mirrors, and ran off into the wide world without a word.*
Krathian walks into the tavern, slamming open the door and laughing heartily with glee. His stay in the glass planes has changed him a bit. He looks a year or so younger and tattoos cover his arms and neck, which for once are not stuffed into his trench coat. However, the black eye tattoo that marked his enslavement to a dark entity is gone. He wears a black, button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, as well as nice black dress pants with suspenders. His trademark hat remains perched on his black hair. Even the eye on his hand sparkles with delight as Krathian walks into the beloved tavern. Q'ilbrith isn't on his familiar perch on Krathians shoulder. Instead, a black-skinned mindflayer with wide white eyes walks into the tavern. Apparently he too has changed. "Somebody get me a Scotch," He shouts happily, slamming a small bag on the bar "I been exiled to a bland plane for thirty days with nothing to eat or drink but stale air!"
The now-humanoid... ish Q'ilbrith is equally excited. "Hello Tavern people, we are home for good. Is much excitement!"
Wolfe stares, open mouthed and very much surprised.
He knocks bach a glass of scotch and pours himself another glass. Seeing Wolfe, he breaks out into a grin. "Good to see you, old friend. I imagine I missed quite a lot, how have you been?"
"Oh you know, very much convinced you had died after your clone walked in, so nothing much. Anyways, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!"
“Exiled on the plane of mirrors, I should’ve factored in that he would think I was dead, it wasn’t a bad conclusion. But no I was merely imprisoned. The reports of my death were greatly exaggerated.”
*Sigh..... the second time a meme has been quoted today. I was the first.*
"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE [1gp] IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!? YOU DIDN'T EVEN MAKE A [1gp] NOTE??"
He seems confused, “What do you mean? I told him in the journal I left him “
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*Okay so... there has been a bit of a timeskip. Frathian went and did what he did, summoned Krathian back from the plane of Mirrors, and ran off into the wide world without a word.*
Krathian walks into the tavern, slamming open the door and laughing heartily with glee. His stay in the glass planes has changed him a bit. He looks a year or so younger and tattoos cover his arms and neck, which for once are not stuffed into his trench coat. However, the black eye tattoo that marked his enslavement to a dark entity is gone. He wears a black, button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, as well as nice black dress pants with suspenders. His trademark hat remains perched on his black hair. Even the eye on his hand sparkles with delight as Krathian walks into the beloved tavern. Q'ilbrith isn't on his familiar perch on Krathians shoulder. Instead, a black-skinned mindflayer with wide white eyes walks into the tavern. Apparently he too has changed. "Somebody get me a Scotch," He shouts happily, slamming a small bag on the bar "I been exiled to a bland plane for thirty days with nothing to eat or drink but stale air!"
The now-humanoid... ish Q'ilbrith is equally excited. "Hello Tavern people, we are home for good. Is much excitement!"
Wolfe stares, open mouthed and very much surprised.
He knocks bach a glass of scotch and pours himself another glass. Seeing Wolfe, he breaks out into a grin. "Good to see you, old friend. I imagine I missed quite a lot, how have you been?"
"Oh you know, very much convinced you had died after your clone walked in, so nothing much. Anyways, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!"
“Exiled on the plane of mirrors, I should’ve factored in that he would think I was dead, it wasn’t a bad conclusion. But no I was merely imprisoned. The reports of my death were greatly exaggerated.”
*Sigh..... the second time a meme has been quoted today. I was the first.*
"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE [1gp] IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!? YOU DIDN'T EVEN MAKE A [1gp] NOTE??"
He seems confused, “What do you mean? I told him in the journal I left him “
She sighed, sitting down and getting a drink. "I meant a note for the people you knew, like me. You could've, like, left it on my door or something."
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"Hey Spectacle, what's up? The performance is in a few minutes and I just worked out the special effects!"
"Ok, after I have my opener, I introduce you like 'Our first contender is (whatever your first name is again) Tevelin' & then I list some things about you, Wolfe just wants to have me say her name & then begin. *have to hop off for a few mins brb.*
"My full name is Tevelin Stargazer m'Kkator. You don't really have to list anything about me, just the name if you want."
"Very well." Spectacle runs off.
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"Why are you so violent?"
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Penny sits up and stretches. She messes with her brown-blond hair and tied it back in a bun.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Not exactly. As far as I can tell, the words have some sort of power, which is connected to wherever this place is. By speaking them, your mind becomes linked to this realm."
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"Its how I am kid" he said and licked the blood off his hands. The blade in his hand was made of admantine.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Only a few minutes away."
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"Thats... Very, very strange... Especially when Ive never heard those words before"
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"First of all I'm 35. Second of all your weird."
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"Alright.... Well, they likely know Im coming"
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After a bit, Sharlene walks back out, another bottle in one hand, and a cup of tea in the other.
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He seems confused, “What do you mean? I told him in the journal I left him “
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"first of all.." Adder said in a mocking tone "Thats still young, why aren't you in school k I d"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"thank you very much" she said and took it.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Leons hand travels slowly to the pistol on his hip.
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Adder's pale hands turn a sickly blade. Like mold crawling over a dead body. "Oh. I wouldn't do that"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She sighed, sitting down and getting a drink. "I meant a note for the people you knew, like me. You could've, like, left it on my door or something."
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She shrugged, sitting back down and drinking her bottle.
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"I might have a hangover put I can still put a bullet in your brain."
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*This is rather peaceful for two chaotic characters.... I fighting an urge to ruin it*
Penny sat up and drank the tea in a few gulps. She smiled to herself and set the cup on top of XYZ's back.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Seriously kid, Back off before you awake something you don't want to fight" Adder said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Very well." Spectacle runs off.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.