Walking out of the dressing room fasionably late with black slacks and a brown shirt Roth limps toward the group "Where are you all going? Back out into the nice cool air. I hear it is lovely this time of year."
OOC: Roth is not wearing the fur anymore now that he has cloths to cover up with. Also he isn't affected by the cold because of the last of his power points went to letting him adapt.
The fire is very warm and your chilled bones seem to warm up steadily as the mayor explains their situation. Upon hearing their desire to rest, the mayor nods. "Yes, of course. We will protect you tonight and make sure you get the best rooms. I will show you to the Well of Knowledge tomorrow when you are rested and ready. As for equipment, we have a wizard here who can spare some magic items, but the Well of Knowledge will know what you have.
Alacar nodded. "Yes.. our injuries may be healed.. but our minds and wills are weary.. we haven't even had a chance to celebrate over our victory against Tyranthraxus."
The mayor shifts. "Yes.. the Well told us of your heroism. That you've faced great evil many times before.. it's why you are perfect for its summoning.. at least, I hope so." He nodded.
Standing, he shows the party to the door when their limbs are warmed enough and they are led outside--the crowd out here has thinned but they are still watched. The townsfolk aren't dirty but they are mostly miners and peasants.
The group approached the Minotaur and Mermaid Tavern, a rustic and well-kept little tavern. The bar here was very inviting, the tables were clean and the place was full of miners and other citizens trying to drown their woes. The group was watched with wary eyes as they came in.
The bartender, an actual dwarf amid the human men who looked like dwarves, smiled to see them come in. "Welcome to the Minotaur and Mermaid! These are the.. erm.. chosen ones, so to speak?" He asked the mayor.
Mayor Logan nods. "Yes, these are the ones. Treat them with the best attention you have." He nodded to each of them. The place was warm with a huge roaring firepit and dozens of candles hanging from the ceiling and on the tables.. it was very comfy feeling.
The dwarf nodded. "I'm Toren, the barkeep and owner. If you ever need anything.. it's on the house. Food, drink, and lodging. You can keep our noble rooms. I don't have too much in terms of exotic food or drink, but you can't ask for anything better in this neck of the Dragonspine!" He laughed.
Alacar yawned and nudged Aliiryn. "I suggest we get some much needed rest.. my mind is worn out."
Toren nodded. "Well, just go on up then." He handed Alacar a key to his room. Toren has enough rooms for each of you to share them however you like.
"I only request some hot water and a restful pad. My mind needs to explore so that my body may sleep." Alaster says looking for a bowl to hold the water for a small ritual of his mind.
"Damn! What in the name of the Spider Queen's Drider pet sock puppet is going on!?"
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Alacar has a grin on his face--Aliiryn knows that look. "What? We're tired, and need a good long bath and some nice sleep." He flashed a wink and the group went upstairs.
Their rooms were very nicely furnished with clean and comfortable beds. The rooms were insulated and warm, with washing basins and plumbing for running water. The prospect of a bath was easily within reach. The people of New Verdigris were sparing no expense.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
After settleing into his room Alaster moved the basin to the floor and found some hot water. Pouring the water into the basin, he used the steam to soothe his mind and ease the aches he felt.
"This will work" he said to himself as he moved the pad from the bed to the floor for support on his knees. Kneeling down he proceeded to trance his own mind and wander. This meditation allowed him to relax and rest, almost like the ancient elves of old, but his body still needed the sleep of his ancestry. The eased mind allowed the body to sleep with his mind wandering his own thoughts to find his calling.
"Damn! What in the name of the Spider Queen's Drider pet sock puppet is going on!?"
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Alacar is sitting on the bed, promptly waiting for her as she is cleaned up. He looks at her and offers to let her sit next to him. "I'm sorry, melamin. I know you didn't want this to happen.. but.. we're exceptional people. And they are rare. We're needed in this region, for whatever reason.. and we can't just turn a blind eye because we're tired and want the fighting to stop. It'll keep going whether we're there or not.. and these people will be without a home, or worse." He puts an arm around her shoulder gently and lets her rest. "If we work hard.. we'll be out of here in no time. I promise, we will get our rest... and besides, it might not be that bad." He says, though he is really only saying that to ease her worry.
"Get some rest.. I'm going to go bathe and then I'll be here to join you." He smiles and kisses her cheek, brushing his hand through her hair and moving to wash up. "At the very least, the tavern is warm and comfy." He remarks.
The others in the group begin to settle in and bathe, refreshing and warming up--missing their belongings.
"Yes a good night's rest would be very welcomed now" he says calmly as he grabs a key and heads to his room.
Once there he rests until the Moon has risen high enough to shine its light throughout the room, he then kneels and begins his ritual prayers "Thank you Selune for your guidance, your light has shown us the path to victory, may our victory against Bane and whoever serves him be of pleasure to you for I have no need of the fame it brings me, grant me your blessing on the days to come and I shall ask for nothing more" he says before laying down on the cold floor and resuming his rest, awash in the moonlight
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"Damn! What in the name of the Spider Queen's Drider pet sock puppet is going on!?"
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Blasphemy! The system is perfect. The ability to create a spell to duplicate gods at skill check DC 10 is totally balanced and doesn't say anything about the system's viability!
The party rests well that evening and wakes on their own time, their minds and bodies refreshed for the new day. You almost forget you're in a mining town in the Dragonspine until you become aware of your surroundings.
Alacar is up early as usual, near Aliiryn, but letting her sleep as he reads his spellbook for the day.
Aliiryn wakes up, hands over her eyes at the sunlight.
"Ew."
She gets up, stretching, sees Alacar studying, and promptly walks over to the window, forcing herself to look outside. She begins the morning meditation that readies her mind for casting- she knows things won't stay peaceful for long.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Alacar glances up from his reading for a moment and smiles as she passes, watching her meditate as he also prepared. "Good morning," he said softly between spells. He hopes the others rested just as well.
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Orvel awakens after a night in the cold ground "It seems it didn't happen... that's a relief" he mumbles to himself as he sits up and stretches his arms "Bless you Selune." he says as he reviews the spells Selune has been able to bless him with.
Crap I forgot to note if Crescent Moon Knight changes my spell progression... will Spoiler my spell list once i recheck that (as well as adding my spells per day to my sheet.... jeez im so used to not playing casters :p)
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That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange eons even death may die.
(Checking the SRD, it's a mix between the two, like Clerics--you must choose your spells in advance, but you know all the paladin spells in the SRD. Non-SRD spells must be DM-approved.)
As the morning sun pierces the room, Alaster's mind returns to his body, the thoughts drifting from his head to give life and motion to his physical form once again. "Ah, Morning, now we find our answers" he says to himself as he stands from his meditation pose.
Gathering his wits, Alaster moves to the doorway to proceed downstairs to meet with his friends to discover the truth of this well, the thought of more knowledge flooding his mind gives him a pleasurable smile and appearence.
Reaching the bar area of the building Alaster asks for a glass of water, something to sooth the parched throat of a cold night and to help his body ease itself into waking. "This day will net me more knowledge to utilize in this long life" his words meaning nothing except to himself, he stands in a mental pose awaiting the arrival of his friends, knowing they are not the morning people that he himself happens to pride himself on.
"Damn! What in the name of the Spider Queen's Drider pet sock puppet is going on!?"
Quote from Amadi »
Blasphemy! The system is perfect. The ability to create a spell to duplicate gods at skill check DC 10 is totally balanced and doesn't say anything about the system's viability!
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
"Not so much the point of being awake before everyone, but the point of being ready in advance, my mind is always active, I strive to continue this pursuit, If I must wake to ready myself so that you all are not waiting on me than I shall easily do so." he says easing his pose as Aliiryn comes down the stairs, he moves to a table to sit down, awaiting the others with patient ferver. "I believe I will learn much that I am seeking at this well, perhaps we should leave soon, my mind is anticipating the journey."
"Damn! What in the name of the Spider Queen's Drider pet sock puppet is going on!?"
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Blasphemy! The system is perfect. The ability to create a spell to duplicate gods at skill check DC 10 is totally balanced and doesn't say anything about the system's viability!
Alacar smirks. "Every morning with you in a comfy tavern is a good start." He nods, watching her go before returning to his spells. He would join them a little while later after they order their breakfast.
(SC Paladin spells are allowed--in addition, you may memorize any spell in the Moon domain at the same level they are listed, but up to your max spell level.)
"We know your mind's gotta be sharp, but do you have to be so academic this early?" Alacar quips as he joins you to eat.
"You might be, but I'm weary of all this." Aliiryn sighs. "I was not expecting to we whisked off to yet another perilous trek into the wilds of gods know where... I'd like to know why we were deemed so special, that they'd wish US out of all the heroes in the Realms..."
Her lips twist in annoyance.
"I mean, hell. I know, it's the right thing to do, but....one of these days, I want a normal life."
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Alacar frowns. He'd promised her a normal life after their last adventure. And they were far from it here. He lowers his eyes to his food and eats, waiting for the others.
OOC: Roth is not wearing the fur anymore now that he has cloths to cover up with. Also he isn't affected by the cold because of the last of his power points went to letting him adapt.
Alacar nodded. "Yes.. our injuries may be healed.. but our minds and wills are weary.. we haven't even had a chance to celebrate over our victory against Tyranthraxus."
The mayor shifts. "Yes.. the Well told us of your heroism. That you've faced great evil many times before.. it's why you are perfect for its summoning.. at least, I hope so." He nodded.
Standing, he shows the party to the door when their limbs are warmed enough and they are led outside--the crowd out here has thinned but they are still watched. The townsfolk aren't dirty but they are mostly miners and peasants.
The group approached the Minotaur and Mermaid Tavern, a rustic and well-kept little tavern. The bar here was very inviting, the tables were clean and the place was full of miners and other citizens trying to drown their woes. The group was watched with wary eyes as they came in.
The bartender, an actual dwarf amid the human men who looked like dwarves, smiled to see them come in. "Welcome to the Minotaur and Mermaid! These are the.. erm.. chosen ones, so to speak?" He asked the mayor.
Mayor Logan nods. "Yes, these are the ones. Treat them with the best attention you have." He nodded to each of them. The place was warm with a huge roaring firepit and dozens of candles hanging from the ceiling and on the tables.. it was very comfy feeling.
The dwarf nodded. "I'm Toren, the barkeep and owner. If you ever need anything.. it's on the house. Food, drink, and lodging. You can keep our noble rooms. I don't have too much in terms of exotic food or drink, but you can't ask for anything better in this neck of the Dragonspine!" He laughed.
Alacar yawned and nudged Aliiryn. "I suggest we get some much needed rest.. my mind is worn out."
Toren nodded. "Well, just go on up then." He handed Alacar a key to his room. Toren has enough rooms for each of you to share them however you like.
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"Yes, Alacar... sleep. Rest." She gives him a pointed look.
She goes in search of hot water to rinse the grime from her face, at the very least.
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Their rooms were very nicely furnished with clean and comfortable beds. The rooms were insulated and warm, with washing basins and plumbing for running water. The prospect of a bath was easily within reach. The people of New Verdigris were sparing no expense.
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Her eyes tell a different story, though- they're clouded with worry and a bit of exhaustion.
After getting throughly clean, she dresses and wanders back into the room, where she knows Alacar will be waiting.
"Does it ever end?" she asks quietly.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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"This will work" he said to himself as he moved the pad from the bed to the floor for support on his knees. Kneeling down he proceeded to trance his own mind and wander. This meditation allowed him to relax and rest, almost like the ancient elves of old, but his body still needed the sleep of his ancestry. The eased mind allowed the body to sleep with his mind wandering his own thoughts to find his calling.
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"Get some rest.. I'm going to go bathe and then I'll be here to join you." He smiles and kisses her cheek, brushing his hand through her hair and moving to wash up. "At the very least, the tavern is warm and comfy." He remarks.
The others in the group begin to settle in and bathe, refreshing and warming up--missing their belongings.
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Laying down on the bed Roth starts to focus his mind into darkness eventually falling asleep without a care in the world.
Once there he rests until the Moon has risen high enough to shine its light throughout the room, he then kneels and begins his ritual prayers "Thank you Selune for your guidance, your light has shown us the path to victory, may our victory against Bane and whoever serves him be of pleasure to you for I have no need of the fame it brings me, grant me your blessing on the days to come and I shall ask for nothing more" he says before laying down on the cold floor and resuming his rest, awash in the moonlight
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The party rests well that evening and wakes on their own time, their minds and bodies refreshed for the new day. You almost forget you're in a mining town in the Dragonspine until you become aware of your surroundings.
Alacar is up early as usual, near Aliiryn, but letting her sleep as he reads his spellbook for the day.
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"Ew."
She gets up, stretching, sees Alacar studying, and promptly walks over to the window, forcing herself to look outside. She begins the morning meditation that readies her mind for casting- she knows things won't stay peaceful for long.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Gathering his wits, Alaster moves to the doorway to proceed downstairs to meet with his friends to discover the truth of this well, the thought of more knowledge flooding his mind gives him a pleasurable smile and appearence.
Reaching the bar area of the building Alaster asks for a glass of water, something to sooth the parched throat of a cold night and to help his body ease itself into waking. "This day will net me more knowledge to utilize in this long life" his words meaning nothing except to himself, he stands in a mental pose awaiting the arrival of his friends, knowing they are not the morning people that he himself happens to pride himself on.
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"I know you'll be a bit. I'm heading down for breakfast."
She finishes dressing and grabs a comb, running it through her long golden hair as she descends the steps.
She sees Alaster already seated and shakes her head.
"Do you make a point of being up before the rest of us?" she asks, sitting at his table.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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(SC Paladin spells are allowed--in addition, you may memorize any spell in the Moon domain at the same level they are listed, but up to your max spell level.)
"We know your mind's gotta be sharp, but do you have to be so academic this early?" Alacar quips as he joins you to eat.
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Her lips twist in annoyance.
"I mean, hell. I know, it's the right thing to do, but....one of these days, I want a normal life."
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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