The Undren's Missing?
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*MirielKanan
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The foot prints are definitely too large to be Halfling. Upon picking up the necklace it thrums with pend up energy but does little more in Iptai's hands.
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*Er_Nano_Infame
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jall takes the necklace from iptai and holds it in her palm as she examines the footprints on the ground, frowning angrily. she tries to determine direction, speed, conditions, number and type of creatures ((rolled on survival for all that in game a few ago : 30+16)), thus proceed to follow them hastily ((ranger swift tracker)).
''Iptai hasten us all!!''
Wuhi, by the herculean strength, keeps the fiends at bay by smashing them with her big warmace as the hins run forth.
''Iptai hasten us all!!''
Wuhi, by the herculean strength, keeps the fiends at bay by smashing them with her big warmace as the hins run forth.
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*MirielKanan
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Before Jall can get anywhere though the power in the amulet releases much like a sensory stone showing the following scene:
Emmy, Crys, and Saph hit the cave upon exiting the Abyss. They are winded but each has a smile on their faces from the sheer intensity of the battle.
“It's nice to travel with you two. We need to do it more often.” Emmy puffs out a breath and sinks down to the ground.
Crys nods, “I am sorry. I have much to do with the Mercykillers.”
“I still can't believe you joined them Crys.” Emmy huffs.
“Why would I not? They are the closest thing to Silverguard in Sigil. They may not be a group of mage hunting killers but I see that as a plus now.”
Saph gives Crys a dry stare, “Gee thanks.”
The three sisters break into a fit of laughter when sudden Saph hits the ground with a thud. Crys jumps up and her hand nearly makes it to her longsword before a cloth sack descends cutting off her vision. A club crashes down with a sickening wet sound. Blood soaks the sack and Crys hits the ground.
“Crys!”
Emmy waves her hand to bring up her invisibility but is immediately dispelled. A pale undead vampiric face rushes into view mere inches away.
“Hello Popet.”
Emmy's face goes white as she looks upon the man her fear turning to anger and defiance, “Mortimal!”
“Ah she does remember us.”
A blond man steps over Crystalis' limp form. A layer of stone that makes up his skin shimmers in the torchlight. Crystalis would be horrified to know that her former patron has taken her out, especially in such a fashion.
“So it’s an Overseer reunion Terramour?”
“You took from us!”
Ingus came into view. He bore the harsh features of a Fire Genasi. His hair stood straight up and blazing with flames. Behind him came Nicti the former Overseer of Magic and Luna Overseer of the Moon. Nicti moved with the grace of all Lai'Oo'ran. She moves straight up to Emeraldin placing a finger under her chin with a smirk.
“Afraid yet?”
Emmy spits in her face. LunaÂ’s feminine feature twist with rage.
“Disrespectful as ever! Spitting in the face of Gods!”
“You are not Gods!”
“And who’s fault is that Emeraldin?”
EmeraldinÂ’s mouth twists into a cocky grin. She sticks her chin out with defiance and Luna obliges her with a solid blow. The clasp to EmmyÂ’s necklace breaks and falls to the ground and the vision ends abruptly.
The footprints are easily followed as though the owners weren't even trying to hide them. The lead to a lesser used cave in the Lake of Fire.
Emmy, Crys, and Saph hit the cave upon exiting the Abyss. They are winded but each has a smile on their faces from the sheer intensity of the battle.
“It's nice to travel with you two. We need to do it more often.” Emmy puffs out a breath and sinks down to the ground.
Crys nods, “I am sorry. I have much to do with the Mercykillers.”
“I still can't believe you joined them Crys.” Emmy huffs.
“Why would I not? They are the closest thing to Silverguard in Sigil. They may not be a group of mage hunting killers but I see that as a plus now.”
Saph gives Crys a dry stare, “Gee thanks.”
The three sisters break into a fit of laughter when sudden Saph hits the ground with a thud. Crys jumps up and her hand nearly makes it to her longsword before a cloth sack descends cutting off her vision. A club crashes down with a sickening wet sound. Blood soaks the sack and Crys hits the ground.
“Crys!”
Emmy waves her hand to bring up her invisibility but is immediately dispelled. A pale undead vampiric face rushes into view mere inches away.
“Hello Popet.”
Emmy's face goes white as she looks upon the man her fear turning to anger and defiance, “Mortimal!”
“Ah she does remember us.”
A blond man steps over Crystalis' limp form. A layer of stone that makes up his skin shimmers in the torchlight. Crystalis would be horrified to know that her former patron has taken her out, especially in such a fashion.
“So it’s an Overseer reunion Terramour?”
“You took from us!”
Ingus came into view. He bore the harsh features of a Fire Genasi. His hair stood straight up and blazing with flames. Behind him came Nicti the former Overseer of Magic and Luna Overseer of the Moon. Nicti moved with the grace of all Lai'Oo'ran. She moves straight up to Emeraldin placing a finger under her chin with a smirk.
“Afraid yet?”
Emmy spits in her face. LunaÂ’s feminine feature twist with rage.
“Disrespectful as ever! Spitting in the face of Gods!”
“You are not Gods!”
“And who’s fault is that Emeraldin?”
EmeraldinÂ’s mouth twists into a cocky grin. She sticks her chin out with defiance and Luna obliges her with a solid blow. The clasp to EmmyÂ’s necklace breaks and falls to the ground and the vision ends abruptly.
The footprints are easily followed as though the owners weren't even trying to hide them. The lead to a lesser used cave in the Lake of Fire.
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*Er_Nano_Infame
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aesyr? *wonders. she calls wuhi and iptai inthe cave, the abovementioned short wards are renewed once more for this transition, as crossing a portal always present a risk. she fiddles with emmy's amulet some more, at some point even wearing it to her neck, wondering if it holds any other useful power, given its sensory and key function so far...*
*thus they would step through*
*thus they would step through*
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*MirielKanan
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Wearing it would cause you too discover it protective properties and raise your deductive skills. You get the impression that any item originating from Aesyr would have been able to open this particular portal. You likewise get the impression that a gatekeeper could easily open this portal if they made the conscious effort to do so. Going through the portal the first thing the group notices it that the air is much lighter here forcing you to take deeper breathe simply to get enough oxygen. The path seems pretty straight forward and ends at a large tower. There is oddly enough no guard posted at the tower.
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*Taurus Daggerknight
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After having debriefed his and some of Rozalina's Namers on the recent off plane hostilities with certain planewalkers, it occured to Dace that someone should probably track down any unaccounted for agents of the last week.
A few hours into the registers, nothing amiss seemed to come up. Namer Brynn, Namer Dawnmantle, Namer Malfias, Namer Malakai ( How unfortunate... he silently grumbled ) Namer Crys, Nam-
His eyes went back to the current deployment status for Crys. Last check in was... a while ago. Days back. He cross checked the other registers. Strange... her duties were supposed to be in the Prison itself, but there's been no sign of her. Stranger still, no one has actually reported her missing yet.
Another strike by the Rainbow Wizard? Doomguard and Taker revenge? He hoped it was just the Namer sleeping off an Abyssal ale induced hangover, but the cynic in him doubted as much.
After double checking again for any other MIA agents, he made a note of his findings and drafted a notice for the Factors and Justices, hoping Crys's commanding officer would come forward with any information on her whereabouts.
A few hours into the registers, nothing amiss seemed to come up. Namer Brynn, Namer Dawnmantle, Namer Malfias, Namer Malakai ( How unfortunate... he silently grumbled ) Namer Crys, Nam-
His eyes went back to the current deployment status for Crys. Last check in was... a while ago. Days back. He cross checked the other registers. Strange... her duties were supposed to be in the Prison itself, but there's been no sign of her. Stranger still, no one has actually reported her missing yet.
Another strike by the Rainbow Wizard? Doomguard and Taker revenge? He hoped it was just the Namer sleeping off an Abyssal ale induced hangover, but the cynic in him doubted as much.
After double checking again for any other MIA agents, he made a note of his findings and drafted a notice for the Factors and Justices, hoping Crys's commanding officer would come forward with any information on her whereabouts.
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*MirielKanan
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Crystalis' commanding officer would come forward. He would tell Dace that Namer Crystalis has been a model member befitting that of a Mercykiller. She does not drink, reports to get post early, and always has the best interest of justice in mind. He would also tell Dace that she had put in some vacation time to spend some quality time with her sisters. She was supposed to report to her post yesterday but never show. He was just on his way to report her missing when you inquiry reached him. Last he knew she was supposed to be going to the Abyss but he knew little else on her whereabouts. He did express that this behavior is out of character and alarming to him with the recent activity.
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*Er_Nano_Infame
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breathing regularly and as deep as needed, she walks on until in sight of the tower. signs iptai and wuhi to halt at some distance from it, hiding behind whatever fitting or under an invisibility spell, the mind blank spells renewed regularly as long as her supply permits
''hate towers...'' *mutters* ''Iptai, can you detect what kind of magics permeate that building? door, windows, bricks...anything. i want to know if that tower is approachable by other ways other than the door. tell me if you need trinkets to help you focusing.''
*sits and thinks, observing if the tracks left by the overseers continued to the barred door or took another, unusual, way*
''Emmy told me those ''gods'' were slain...why...mh...''
''not sure how much we can count on surprise factor once we go closer to that tower... let me try something meanwhile...''
*unless interrupted by something unexpected, she would get into meditating sitting position. the enforced regular breathing insued by thin hair would come to her help in letting her fall in deep meditative state fairly soon. the distracting thoughts in her mind would be blown away with each breath, leaving her free to focus firstly on her breathing and then on the sensations brought by the surrounding envinronement. the air, the scents, the touch of the soil, the cold or heat...
once filled and''merged'' with them, not requiring any more willing effort to focus upon, as much as her breath, her consciousness would sink to a further deeper state of perception, roaming freely to this or that input or thought, or image , vibration or sound that would rise to her self, unhindered, un-conscious, undistracted...
some more and her still, relaxed , composed body would feel to the other two hins as if part of the landscape itself, jall not being exactly ''there'' anymore, but , if all worked well, one with the envinronment, earth in particular, her figure seeming to sag lightly like under some weight as she sit still like a rock.
slowly the land ''talks'' to her, revealing her knowledge of the underground.
her now earthly consciousness would travel as far as to the tower and beneath it, searching for hidden underground passages connected or close to the tower, near rivers (subterranean or not), and wheter the ground under the building is unmovable or if could slide, collapse, shift or sink with due force applied in the right spots.
the artificial bricks of the tower wouldnt talk to such nature communion tho'.
the whole process to get to that point would take about ten minutes or such, and she may linger in such state more.* ((RPed thing, she's been practicing meditation as you know, but even incase that wouldnt suffice she'd be using the ''commune with nature'' pnp ranger spell if allowed))
''hate towers...'' *mutters* ''Iptai, can you detect what kind of magics permeate that building? door, windows, bricks...anything. i want to know if that tower is approachable by other ways other than the door. tell me if you need trinkets to help you focusing.''
*sits and thinks, observing if the tracks left by the overseers continued to the barred door or took another, unusual, way*
''Emmy told me those ''gods'' were slain...why...mh...''
''not sure how much we can count on surprise factor once we go closer to that tower... let me try something meanwhile...''
*unless interrupted by something unexpected, she would get into meditating sitting position. the enforced regular breathing insued by thin hair would come to her help in letting her fall in deep meditative state fairly soon. the distracting thoughts in her mind would be blown away with each breath, leaving her free to focus firstly on her breathing and then on the sensations brought by the surrounding envinronement. the air, the scents, the touch of the soil, the cold or heat...
once filled and''merged'' with them, not requiring any more willing effort to focus upon, as much as her breath, her consciousness would sink to a further deeper state of perception, roaming freely to this or that input or thought, or image , vibration or sound that would rise to her self, unhindered, un-conscious, undistracted...
some more and her still, relaxed , composed body would feel to the other two hins as if part of the landscape itself, jall not being exactly ''there'' anymore, but , if all worked well, one with the envinronment, earth in particular, her figure seeming to sag lightly like under some weight as she sit still like a rock.
slowly the land ''talks'' to her, revealing her knowledge of the underground.
her now earthly consciousness would travel as far as to the tower and beneath it, searching for hidden underground passages connected or close to the tower, near rivers (subterranean or not), and wheter the ground under the building is unmovable or if could slide, collapse, shift or sink with due force applied in the right spots.
the artificial bricks of the tower wouldnt talk to such nature communion tho'.
the whole process to get to that point would take about ten minutes or such, and she may linger in such state more.* ((RPed thing, she's been practicing meditation as you know, but even incase that wouldnt suffice she'd be using the ''commune with nature'' pnp ranger spell if allowed))
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*MirielKanan
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No one detects any wards or oddly enough any magic on the tower in any shape or form. There are no windows and there are no doors at all in the tower that you can see. Surely there must be some way in.
Reaching out Jall feels mostly a void as if there is nothing beyond the ground that they are walking on. There is a definite wrongness to it.
Reaching out Jall feels mostly a void as if there is nothing beyond the ground that they are walking on. There is a definite wrongness to it.
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*Er_Nano_Infame
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*jall snaps back to consciousness, muttering*
''a damn nothing...wait my signal you two'' *looks to the tower then with a grunt she stands and sneaks to it. once there, saves any trap scattered around that she may spot, she searches the perimeter of the tower for hidden passages ((search mod 36)). if even that fails, she'd cast spiderclimb ((pnp assassin spellbook)) and she climbs it to the top*
''a damn nothing...wait my signal you two'' *looks to the tower then with a grunt she stands and sneaks to it. once there, saves any trap scattered around that she may spot, she searches the perimeter of the tower for hidden passages ((search mod 36)). if even that fails, she'd cast spiderclimb ((pnp assassin spellbook)) and she climbs it to the top*