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Posted by: Rusty Mon Nov 07, 2005 3:15 am
((...))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Nov 07, 2005 6:35 am
SHINING FORCE: THE CHAOS WAR GUARDIANA CAMPAIGN, GAIDEN http://magic19.homestead.com/files/Persichetti_-_Symphony_for_Band_Movement_II.wma *The battle before them had been long. His men had come through victorious, but at what cost? How close had they actually been to losing it all? More importantly, how close had they been to the destruction of Rune itself? The current time is one of juxtaposition. It is a time of reflection, and a time of progress. A time of grief and a time of victory. Of loss and of discovery. Though the current path they tread is addled with uncertainty, and their foes, far from vanquished, still lived to assail them, they will press on until all of Rune is safe. What choice do they have? In the midst of his work, he could not keep his thoughts on the task before him - any of them for that matter. At the risk of losing everything - home, peace, and life - how could he remain focused on the here and now, or his personal desires? So much more was at stake than him, or even his group. A sigh crossed his lips as he looked down at the ground which he had spent so much time on already.*
: Is this what you would have wanted, father?
*Ivellas had worked hard to ensure his company could make it from that hellhole alive. They had almost seen casualties, and he had almost been one, but there had been one that hadn't made it. He had been long gone before the battle had ever taken place, and now Ivellas would make sure that he would receive a proper burial this time. Having given his friends two days leave in Alterone to collect themselves, Ivellas now took time to himself to lay his father to rest. Though others such as Prestle, Jath, and Daran had offered to help, he had to politely turn them down. They could be with him if they wished, but the process and the work had to be entirely his. With a heavy heart, Ivellashad found a serene spot for his father to overlook the city he had fought so hard to protect during his life.*
: I know you would've wanted this to be at home, but you and I know that home is gone, so I did what I could. I hope this is good enough...
*His voice trailing off, Ivellas hearkens back to the battle that they had just completed, and what had gotten them there. The sky had ripped open, and demons had poured forth from the rift. The Strife Lords had constructed a giant, crystalline spire in the middle of his hometown, and for what they could not know. Channeling dark energies seemed to be the most probable use, but they had never discovered its true use before its destruction. Having made sure to grab a tower shard, the next stop appeared to be Manarina and its libraries.
Ivellas had also heard from Kyuu of the storytellers in a far-off town called Tristan, who may also be able to shed light on their situation.
The burial of Ivellas father was an all day task, but only for one person. With his friends, he may have been able to complete everything in a much shorter time. Ivellas could only hope the same would be true for the future. Spending a time still on his knees, Ivellas meditates, praying for his father's passage into the afterlife, hoping that he could live up to everything his father would have wanted. He had gained some solace in his father's last words, "Son... proud of you..." and now he would do everything in his power to continue making his father proud. Now was not a time for tears, as he had shed enough already.
Upon finishing his introspective journey, Ivellas has many thoughts of how to continue. Slowly, he rises from his kneeling position, a stern look upon his face, devoid of emotion, yet incredibly intense and resolute. Looking at any who may have overseen the small funeral Ivellas had tried to have for his father, Ivellas nods, his lips loosening a bit to create what one may as well consider a smile. He turns toward Alterone in a manner his friends could only know to mean, "Follow me," and he proceeds. The sun was setting behind them as the moved toward the city. As they began to move, Ivellas finally spoke in a manner not to the dead.*
: Be prepared. Tomorrow we have work to do.
*More work than they could ever know. And so it began...*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Nov 07, 2005 6:46 am
It was two days after the attack. Having withdrawn from the city, the queen in tow, Ivellas led his force to a small safe spot in the forest between Alterone and Guardiana. Reverie over, Ivellas returns to his comrades, nervously awaiting a decision on what to do. Daran, in particularly, is worried about Alterone, as it is where someone he cared for had found refuge.
But before any orders can be given, a familiar voice is heard behind Ivellas.
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"I believe you have something that belongs to me, yes?" Derrik Swiftjoke asks.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Nov 07, 2005 11:31 pm
As Ivellas leads his group from the city of Guardiana, a young female elf moves along with them in silence. Long emerald green hair flows over her narrow shoulders, coming to rest against her back and chest. Bright golden orbs stare forward, though they do not seem to focus on anything in particular. She looks as though she could be very beautiful, if not for the blood and grime covering her breastplate. Her hair is crusted with it also, and streaks of it stain her face as well. Those she travels with had come to know her as Myala, a priestess of Volcanon. While she had her problems and sometimes stumbled, the young elf had always come through for them in the end. She views all of the people around her as close friends, and through their endeavors she had come to love each and every one of them like family. One in particular, however, she had come to love a bit more than that. Her gaze shifts to the half fox mage known as Kyuu, but she does not say anything. She watches him from afar, thinking about how close she had come to losing him, to losing it all... Rather than allowing herself to despair, she prays to Volcanon for strength. "Grant me the strength to endure through your trials, the strength to protect the innocent and those precious to me." She then looks to the sky and makes a pact to herself. "So long as there is breath in my body, I will fight to protect my loved ones, and all of Rune. I swear it..."
During the time off that Ivellas grants them, the young priestess immediately finds a place the clean up. The sight and the smell of blood and grim is so revolting that she can no longer bear it. Once she is suitably clean again, she spends much of the next two days in prayer or meditation, and attempting to gather her thoughts. She offers to aid Ivellas in the burial of his father, and she holds no hard feelings when he declines. Myala watches in silence and even offers her own prayers to Volcanon to see Ivellas' father's soul safely to the afterlife.
And now in the forest she remains seated at the base of a tree, her hair now braided and tied back into a bun to keep it out of her face. She looks on Ivellas with sad eyes, the priestess feeling so bad about her friend's loss. However, they stood to lose much more, and both of them knew this. At least his father had been put properly to rest, and this made Myala as happy as she could be at the moment. When Swiftjoke arrives, she looks to him and a soft sigh escapes her pink lips. "Well if it isn't Derrik Swiftjoke. How are you faring?"
((Corny, but I had to post something ))

Posted by: Aldur Mon Nov 07, 2005 11:52 pm
((Kiterra is back. And Kyuu shall be hers! OHOHOHOHO! CALL ME QUEEN!" Seriously. Before Wolfy made her disappear, she did have the upper hand. And it's time to reclaim it! To battle! For love!)) Kiterra snorted as Derrik appeared. He was so happy and carefree seeming. And after what had happened so recently. She looked at him with wary eyes, a frown on her blue furred features. She looked over at Kyuu, wondering what his expression would be like, and also noticed someone else looking at him. She inwardly sighed, Myala was like a lovesick pup! She’s stealing glances at him every other second! That forward wench! And yet...why does it bother me so much? I mean. Well, Oh damn it all!
She looked again at Derrik and her frown deepened, the lines around her elegant face becoming more pronounced as she heard his bold statement. Typical Merchant. Like mice. Hide when there's danger and return to claim the spoils. Though I will admit his items and artefacts did help out...
She shook her head a little, her frown disappearing as she found her eyes on the Foxling once again. She seemed strangely drawn to him. Perhaps it was that he was also a mage. She decided to ask about some things later, but for now her eyes centred on their leader, awaiting him to say something to Swiftjoke.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 08, 2005 1:56 am
"Oh, I'm faring, I'm faring..." Derrik says with a grin. "My faring is quite fair, though if I could but catch a maiden in my snare, perhaps a pair, it would be worth a later glare. Thanks for asking though, and showing you care. Ha!" Derrik shakes his head, "But all else aside, your hairy healer friend owes me something. I'll collect it and be on my way, unless you care to purchase something."

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Nov 08, 2005 5:16 am
*Ivellas turns quickly to face Derrik, looking at him quizzically. What could they owe him? After all, Ivellas had paid him quite a sum before their last battle. Before he can get a word in edge-wise, Myala had already begun to speak and found out more. Interjecting with his own comments, Ivellas enters the conversation.*
: You mean Rue? He just caught up to us again, so how could he owe you something already? *Turning his head toward Rue,* Is there something you're not telling us? After all... *Ivellas turns to face Derrik once again.* you cleaned us out rather nicely just a few days ago.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 08, 2005 5:27 am
"In exchange for a teleportation spell, a rather powerful one, I might add, Rue was to give me a shard of the broken tower. Seeing as your mission was successful, I am here to collect the shard," Derrik says.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Nov 08, 2005 6:25 am
"I will attempt to find him," Garudaos said simply, nodding to both Ivellas and Derrik before leaving. His armor clattered as he moved, no longer as batteres as it had been after the last battle from the attacks of demons and machines alike; the green cape, which now hung from his back and flapped majestically in the wind, had been little more than a mass of leaf-colored strips hanging from threads.
And yet, though the fight had long since ceased, the scars still remained. The faces of good soldiers, being torn apart one by one, despite their best efforts to guard they kingdom they loved. Massive monstrosities, shattering stone pavement and bones alike iwth a swing of their ponderous arms and a mighty roar which shook the hearts of all the most stalwart. Demons from another place entirely - creatures of nightmares and fell visions - stormed the hometown of much of the Shinig Force, bringing only pain and despair as they went.
This cannot continue, the dragonman thought, as incensed by his own inactions as he was by the actions of his enemies. I am descended from the great golden wyrms, the most powerful of the protector dragons; why, with the power given to me by my heritage, should I ever allow others to gain the upper hand? No... it is time I reflected again, but this time on the improvement of myself. I cannot - I will not - let such a thing happen ever again.
"This," he whispered to the setting sun, this thing do I swear..."

Posted by: Rusty Tue Nov 08, 2005 7:52 am
*Prestle knew that once again it was time to take up arms and fight against the forces of evil. Their mission was still incomplete. The Strife Lords still lived - Guardiana ruined. He had thought battling alongside the members of the legendary Shining Force would have been fun: he was wrong. I always intended to be much like Arthur of the Shining Force, to cast spells and fight. I did not realize that my skills would be needed. I wished to train with the Shining Force members, not fight terrible evils that turn half of our force against each other. However, The Light has chosen me, as well as the rest of my allies, to fight against this evil. It is not my choice to make, but it is my destiny to follow. I do not know the future, but I must look to it - for the future is not the past, and the past cannot be the future. I will do my best to rid the lands of the tyranny of the Strife Lords and whatever evil they send our way. Perhaps someday this land will know peace once again...*
: "Why were we not informed of this? Well, it was for the best, in any case. Rue was most helpful in that terrible battle. We had all done our best that day, I think. If we can continue to keep up that kind of teamwork, I think the Strife Lords will have much to fear, if their inflated egos are even capable of such feelings."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 08, 2005 7:59 am
"Ah, the Strife Lords facing fear... That will be a day..." Derrik says, with a thin smile.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 08, 2005 8:54 am
((You're trying to piss me off, aren't you? )) Myala notices that Kittera is also looking at Kyuu from the corner of her eye. After a moment she sighs and looks away, pulling her legs up to her chest. *Perhaps I am not the only one with feelings for him... Volcanon, may your will be done in this regard...*
((I'm trying to make her a little bigger on the "live by Volcanon's will" thing))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Nov 08, 2005 3:16 pm
((Alright, this is really bugging me. Yes, all the old people who magically disappeared as we went along are back with us, but are they definitely with us now? How did they get there? Where did they come from? Etc, etc... Rue was the only one to be properly reintroduced at the end))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 08, 2005 5:49 pm
((I have been asking myself the same question. Most of them should not be back with us yet))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Nov 08, 2005 6:06 pm
((considering I'm a relatively new member and so I know very little about CW1, I've guessed that Septimus hadn't been around for a while. So I threw some stuff together and came up with this. If it isn't satisfactory, I can re-do it or whatever.))
Having heard of the magnificent, but brutal battle of his old comrades, Septimus decided it was time to rejoin them. He felt he had an obligation to help. After some time travelling, both by foot and by magical aid, he came upon them. People didn’t seem in the best of spirits, but Septimus was glad to see them none the less.
Thinking back over time spent alone, he'd be glad to be in fine company again.
He didn’t go over to talk to anybody just yet, mainly not wanting to interrupt Ivellas and Derrik or anybody else for that matter. Instead, he sat down and watched the sunset, collecting his thoughts. Septimus hoped he hadn’t forgotten too much or anything at that. But when one dabbles in magic, much can be learnt, but much can be forgotten also.

Posted by: Aldur Tue Nov 08, 2005 6:37 pm
((I would point out that Kiterra died. And you all revived her. And she was there, just no one bothered to play her or say that she was in a different location. And as, all I had to work with was limbo...I improvised. sue me. And Volcanon isn't exactly a God of love. XD; And as for trying to piss you off...Kyuu was awfully happy when Kiterra first appeared on the scene. Anyway. I've justified myself. And Kiterra doesn't know why she's drawn to Kyuu. Hah for young love. Sickening.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 08, 2005 7:08 pm
((I was hoping you guys would come up with something, but since not, I suppose I will say that Septimus and Kiterra , who were left behind in Guardiana, travelled with Tao's forces for the assault. They rejoined up with you after the attack. Sound good?))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 08, 2005 7:55 pm
((Sorry, I was just confused Aldur. There is no sense arguing over something neither of these women has any say in. Oh, and do not diss young love *bap*))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Nov 08, 2005 8:20 pm
((yeah TUM, that would work fine. Just remember I wasn't around for all of CW1. In fact, I only know the barest details of the story))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Nov 09, 2005 1:25 am
Felix Dale watched the others quietly, his mind still attempting to comprehend the massive destruction he had witnessed at the capital. The devils and demons, the drowned eye, the tower... It was too confusing for a young woodsman. Sighing, the young halfling reaches beneath the mithral chain skirt he wears and pulls out a small crystal attached to a thin chain around his neck. Holding the crystal into the light, he shrugs and slides it back in place. Just another thing he didn't understand.
Walking through the camp lightly, the halfling finds a space by himself and draws his blade. Whirling and slashing at the air for a few minutes, he releases his hold on his weapon which floats in the air. Drawing his second blade, he points it towards the floating blade. Miraculously, the floating blade responds in kind and then thrusts at the halfling. Nimbly deflecting the attack, Felix swings at the blade which pulls back. A complicated parry then begins between the halfling and the floating blade.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Nov 09, 2005 7:07 pm
Solomon stood perfectly stationary, his mind replaying the battle over and over again, examining the recordings from all his senses in minute detail. Complex algorithms examined the tower, their enemies, and the corruption of the technology that had once been part of a far better world, searching out weaknesses, tendencies, and simple knowledge for knowledge's sake.
Of course, the team couldn't know what he was doing. They rarely did, nor were they greatly concerned with him. But, as he had been designed first as a servant, and only later a soldier, he was not at all irritated with being ignored. Such feelings were a weakness of the living. Instead, he stood in perfect stillness, focused on the products of his own mind.

Posted by: Alpha Thu Nov 10, 2005 9:11 pm
Septimus observed the halfling with interest. Of course he'd read about dancing blades, but never had he seen one. Perhaps when he was more skilled in his abilities, he would craft something similar for himself. Certainly useful, both for practise and melee.
Feeling the wind in his hair, Septimus wondered what Derrik and Ivellas were talking about. A shard, he though he heard? Well, if it was important, somebody would likely tell him eventually.
He wished something would happen though. People appeared just a bit too quiet.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:28 am
The android Solomon moved three times during that afternoon. Once, to ask Felix if he could examine the crystal shard the halfling kept as a pendant. Once, to ask Ivellas the same thing regarding the shard of the tower the centaur had retrieved. And once, when a bird flew overhead, to avoid the present the small winged animal tried to deliver him.
System>
Chemical analysis complete. Results stored in file located 0x15A25FF9.
Spectrum analysis complete. Results appended to file.
Structural/Energy Comparison [Subject: Shard, Subject: Pendant, Subject: Tower (from stored records)] complete. Results appended to file.
System> Open file located 0x15A25FF9
Browsing through the results, the android noted chemical similarities between the shard and the pendant, as though both had been created from the same base elements, but the pendant had an infinitely more complex molecular structure.
Both seemed to be good conductors of energy, all energy, though the pendant was also storing some sort of charge. That was not to say the shard couldn't also do the same, however. Examining the structure of the tower from his memory banks, it was likely that the tower itself was a giant conductor of energy, though it might also act as similar to the way a capacitor would for electricity, storing a powerful charge to be released in a moment.
His internal storage banks could find no references to similar chemical structures within the works of the ancients, but that was far from conclusive. His own specialization had not been chemistry, after all, and the details of chemical maipulations were notoriously memory inefficient, and usually restricted to the memory banks of speciallists.
System> Change directory Record Files
System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Fort Granger
1 hit, System\Record Files\Non-critical\Archives\Military Records\Logistics report summary
Examining the logistics reports, the android could discern only 3 things. First, that it had once been a top secret research base. Second, that more equipment went in than ever came out. Third, that it was obviously larger than was officially reported.
System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Strife Lords
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Shailtor
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Erebeus
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Xadoss
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Prophesies |and| end of the world
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Drowned Eye
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Metaphan units
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System\Record Files> Search, Keyword: Guardian Eye
Searching for the Guardian eye revealed detailed information about this undead threat's once noble past. Commanded by one General Gregory Fasher, the Guardian Eyes were an elite strike force. Several of their best members took part in sealing Dark Dragon.
After that, they were commissioned to guard the fort.
After a mishap involving a procedure to strengthen the seal, the ground underneath the fort gave way in such a fashion that caused it to sink underwater rather than crumble outright.
The mishap was such that it destroyed most of the surrounding countryside and flooded it.
Some survived, escaping by the two teleporters to the watchstations at what is now Guardiana and Protectoria.
But over 90% of the unit did not make it out, drowning in the castle.
Shortly after that, the Metaphan society began its decline. No operation was ever successfully mounted to recover the bodies or anything within the castle.
Almost all of the Guardian Eyes were pronounced dead after the flood.
Fortunately, the team had been well celebrated and highly respected, and details abounded on their members, once Solomon knew where to look.
Their line soldier used a minigun with a stabilizer frame to allow the soldier to carry the large weapon.
The Guardian Eyes used a large number of robots with their soldiers.
Primarily Torch Eye and Metal Claw class, which both have a lowgrade AI. While not sentient, they were able to follow orders and develop simple strategies, discern friend from foe, etc, etc. If found in a dormant mode or powered down, the android believed he might be able to reprogram them. However, in the middle of combat, it would be nearly impossible without specialized equipment.
However, the robots did have emergency shut down codes.
If the team were to find those codes, they'd shut down on command.
As for the Eye's elite members, most well known is the group that helped to seal the dragon.
The Salamander used a flying power suit with a heavy duty flamethrower. He was known for daredevil stunts.
The Storm was a heavy weapons expert, fond of a large weapon that shot electricity known as an Arc Cannon.
The Sound was the chaplain of the group, and was called so for often singing hymns in the middle of battle.
The Silence was a skilled sniper, having developed many tactics for sharpshooters in his time, though Solomon could find no reference to what those tactics were.
The Shade was the best infiltrator of his time, people said he could sneak by anything.
They were commanded by the Swarm, a soldier that found he had a knack for magic, and summoning magic in particular when magic was brought to Rune.
What had consumed the most time, however, was a detailed and exhaustive examination of each file he had on system referencing a doomsday prophesy of some sort. The android examined each, looking for anything that could be a metaphorical reference to the Drowned eye, or to the relics the team had found. Most were the insane ramblings of paranoid madmen. But Solomon kept doggedly at it with the iron determination of a computer, and finally, at 17:36:24.133222557783 according to his internal clock, he struck gold.
The prophesy was in the form of a poem:
"When the Dragon is sealed and the devils still unrevealed, there will appear a new foe. Wrapped in shadows until it be too late, they will infect the people of this world with strife and hate."
"The lost sheep flock to the false shepherd, who bears not a crook but a whip. The heroes of old fall, some to the grave, some becoming thralls."
"The Dragon's Castle is risen, but not with his escape in mind. The Devil's Tower is still a prison, but its powers will be tapped in kind. The lure of evil is made clear, and darkness corrupts all it touches."
"The trusting queen tries to save, but in doing so dooms her kingdom. The young prince is brave, but in being so looms his end from."
"Heroes die and heroes fall, even the gods are held frozen in their halls, and who can say there is hope for us all?"
"The gods, the kingdoms, the guardians of the seal, all try to drive back the invader and are struck with wounds that may never heal."
"But the scattered elements unite, and slowly the world remembers its might. The hatching godling and the wandering sealer stand to strike a blow for the light."
Heroes both old and new come together and forge an alliance true."
"And through that, all will be made right."

Posted by: Cyrus Sat Nov 12, 2005 7:10 am
The most recent battle had given Rue much to ponder, and the short rest that followed gave him time to do so...not near;y as much as he'd like, but he'd take whatever he could get at this point. There was a lot that bothered him, but not a lot of resources he could use to sate his unsettling curiousity. The first was the shard he had obtained from the tower: there wasn't a lot he could do with it, and, having been unable to find Derrik again after the fight, it mostly stayed in his bag. He had studied for a while, trying to recall any prophecies of a crystal tower in the scriptures, but his memory failed him. Manariana was the first stop on their renewed journey, so he'd have much better luck holding onto it 'till then.
Another thing were those Drowned Eye they had faced. For one thing, they had ancient weaopnry and were intelligent...that, alone, made certain they posed a serious threat. What mostly shook him, however, was the fact they shrugged off his turning like it didn't exist. It was a power of the goddess...surely, no matter the kind of undead, some would have to comply. And yet...it laughed. It simply cackled at him, at his faith. Perhaps her power didn't reach, what with the Strife Lords so close? Or maybe...they had been protected by the Light. No, that's a horrible thought...to think such blasphemy...was his faith this fragile?
Speaking of faith, he had also heard that they were going to Tristan, home of Mitula. To think, the patron city of the goddess herself. Not that he'd get to see her in person, but if he did...Enough of that. Selfish thoughts are not the hallmark of a good priest. Perhaps he should look for Derrik again...
And that brought him to today, Derrik standing before him, connving smile wide as ever. "Just a simple contract," Rue answered. "I had hoped to find him sooner, but he's quite hard to track down." With that, he withdrew the finger-sized shard from his pack, presenting it to the merchant for appraisal. "Is this satisfactory," the priest asked, waiting for the merchant's opinion.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 12, 2005 8:43 am
"Quite, quite..." Derrik says with a grin as he opens his palm. "That will do nicely. Just give it here."

Posted by: Cyrus Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:08 am
"But of course," the priest says, handing over the shard with a polite smile.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:27 pm
Derrik palms the shard with a grin. "And now, unless you have any other pressing business with me, I shall be off!" Derrik says, his grin still in place.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Nov 20, 2005 2:14 am
: Yes, I believe we're quite finished, though is there a way we might contact you in the future? Your services are certainly appreciated. A smile tugs at Derrik's lip. "There indeed might be... I'll see what I can do..." ~~~ *After Derrik leaves Ivellas faces everyone else in the group. The time had come for their next journey, and it would be a long and perilous one. They would have the rest of the day to prepare themselves and relax, but tonight would involve some work. Ivellas considers meeting with some of the most knowledgeable members of his platoon, but he hesitated on the thought. Everyone had a unique perspective, and though he may be able to get helpful information from those he would choose, he might miss something vital from someone else. As such, Ivellas felt prepared to speak to the group.*
: Now that Derrik is finished, I hope you all have had a good rest and recovery thus far. *Ivellas knew that his words would tell them it was time to move.* As much as I'd love to give you all more time off, evil is impatient and will not wait for us. You have the rest of the day to yourselves as soon as we reach Alterone, but tonight we will gather to determine our next course of action. Tomorrow we must be on the move. You are all dismissed for now.
*Ivellas stands still as everyone begins to move about their business. Observing everyone, he tries to get a feel of their emotions while also waiting for someone to approach him. Kyuu hurriedly rushes toward Ivellas, appearing as though he had just been in deep thought and something is bothering him. Nearly stumbling over his robes a few times, Kyuu finally makes it over to his centaur friend, excited like a young child with new toys.*
: Ivellas! I have something important to tell you!
: Yes, friend, what is it?
: Well... it's about some places we can go to prepare.
: It can't wait until tonight?
: But... but... bu-...
: Alright, let's hear it. I suppose being forewarned is foreamred.
: Ooh, you won't regret it. I had done some research at the Manarina libraries, and over the past couple days I've been thinking, and your talk just gave me a thought about it, and...
: Yes, and...
: I'm getting there! There are a number of places holding ancient knowledge in the world. Not only ancient knowledge, but the Ancient's Knowledge. Manarina and Shade Abbey have some vast collections on some of the things we've been facing, but there are others as well... at least stories, anyway. Prompt has quite a few ancient records as well, so we might be able to find something there. We may even be able to find a way into Metapha like the Shining Force! It can't be destroyed, it just can't be. It was too advanced for flooding to take it out like that. There are also stories of storytellers in a town called Tristan, which, while far away, could give us some knowledge on just about anything we might ask. Of course, there are also the ruins we investigated before. We might be able to find out more with what we know now.
: You make valid points, Kyuu. I'll be sure to bring them up tonight.
: Yippee!
*Kyuu trots off, glad he was of assistance, and oblivious to the stares he may receive from the other members of the group... especially the females. He wasn't sure why they hang around him as much as they do, but they certianly were good company. Well... Myala he understood, and she made him feel tingly inside, but he wasn't sure how to explain it. Kiterra was back now, too, so he'd have to catch up with her. He wanted to talk more magic with her, since they had only met briefly.*
~~~
((Feel free to RP out the day, but I'm moving directly to the council so we can move on as well.))
~~~
*After gathering everyone together, Ivellas wasted little time. They had much to discuss, and little time to finalize everything. Ivellas had done his best to secure a meeting spot where no prying eyes or ears might find them, and he hoped everyone would be alert for such things. The Strife Lords and their Chaos Cult certainly had minions everywhere, and it would be a matter of time before they would come after his group. With everyone settle, Ivellas is ready to begin.*
http://magic19.homestead.com/files/sfcwgcouncil.wma
: Thank you all for making it here. There is much to discuss. As you all know, there are many questions still remaining unanswered, and this meeting is intended to solve them. This will be semi-informal, even with all the planning going on, so if you have a question, bring it up, and we will attempt to answer it, or at least log it so that we can find one later. All your points of view are valued, as is your knowledge.
*Ivellas pauses for a moment, watching over everyone. How much things had changed since they first began. At first they had been so reliant on their mentor, Jerrik, and now they were a self-sufficient battalion, or at least it seemed they were.*
: The first items to discuss involve the Strife Lords directly. We know little about them and the chaos cult, aside from their apparent motive to change the world into a demonic hell. However, we do not know anything regarding their past or their affiliation. I ask you all to consider what you may know about religious and arcane matters, and dig for information about lost orders with similar goals or actions.
: Furthermore, we know they have a penchant for infernal creatures, both devilish and demonic. Kyuu revealed to me that the demons we have been fighting belong to different factions, and furthermore, they are generally enemies. I also had a short conversation with both Felix and Solomon, who were most helpful. We know, or at least believe, that the tower we just destroyed acted as a conduit to another plane. However, upon closer inspection of a shard collected from the blast site, it appears that the crystal carried by Felix, which was able to drive away the shadow demons we encountered, amongst other things, holds similar properties to the tower. It appears that the crystals act as some sort of energy conduit. Any of you may examine the crystal shard I have, and I'm not volunteering Felix's shard. That will be up to him. If you have any further insight into them, it would be helpful.
: Furthermore, Solomon has mentioned on multiple occassions a site known as Fort Grainger. It would appear this Fort has ties to a faction known as the "Guardian Eye." However, this was long ago, and they now may be the Drowned Eye. They had a number of elite units, none of whom we have faced yet. However, be on your guard as we travel. They are no doubt powerful.
: This leaves us with where to travel next. Kyuu gave me a number of options, suggesting Manarina and Shade Abbey. I am inclined to agree, as they are relatively nearby now. However, we are left with more options as well. Prompt holds a wealth of knowledge on ancient subjects, including the Ancients themselves. Also, there may be the possibility of entering Metapha, even if it was supposedly sealed off after the Shining Force passed through it. There is also a town known as Tristan, if anyone is familiar with it, which is home to storytellers who also know much about the ancients and prophecies.
: I leave it to you all now to discuss what we know, and how to prcede from here. Once we have reached some conclusions, I will make a decision from there.

Posted by: Cyrus Sun Nov 20, 2005 2:30 am
The kyantol concentrates, rubbing his chin as he tries to dredge up any knowledge about the Strife Lords from any texts he's read in the past, but simply shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I can't recall anything about the Strife Lords' origins. However," he continues, a slight smile appearing on his face, "Tristan is the home of the goddess Mitula herself. Perhaps it would be worthwhile to visit the town and pratition aid?"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Nov 20, 2005 5:14 am
"Shade Abbey was constructed as a temple to the Light and served to prepare the way for the Hero of Light. That hero was Max, the commander of the first Shining Force." Myala crosses her arms over her chest and taps her boot on the floor. "They originally had a lot of knowledge, but Darksol burned it down. They have rebuilt the abbey and are slowly restoring the library, but there is not much there as there once was." The young elf lets out a sigh and takes a deep breath before continuing. "Tristran is the home to Mitula's Shrine, in which the goddess herself resides. There are Storytellers there, mystic stone statues that house the spirits of dead holy men. It is said that they know anything and everything. Based off of what I know, I believe both Shade Abbey and Tristran are worth visiting."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Nov 20, 2005 5:33 am
"Considering our position," Garudaos said, his voice even despite his emotion, "I would think that the best course of action would be to visit Shade Abbey. It is the closest to Guardiana, and as such is also more likely to have been destroyed or taken over before we arrive."

Posted by: Rusty Sun Nov 20, 2005 5:59 am
*Prestle looks to Garudaos and nods.* : "That makes sense. Hopefully, its records are not entirely destroyed, and we will be able to find something of use there. We can go to this 'Tristan', later, as well. It's sure to have some information, right?"
*I hope Tristan is on Rune somewhere...I absolutely loathe travelling on boats.*

Posted by: Aldur Sun Nov 20, 2005 1:02 pm
"Shade abbey is also close to Rindo, meaning that after we search their library we could get a ship for other lands such as Prompt and Tristan. It seems a good idea to do this as such. However, I think that mayhap we should be hasty in this. The Strife Lords would most likely try to erase anything telling of them. Well...at least, that's what I'd do if I was them."
And They are not stupid opponents. I believe that they will be also be trying to battle the Gods, as after all, they are the only real threat to them...

Posted by: Alpha Sun Nov 20, 2005 1:22 pm
I would love to visit Manarina and its library. I’m sure it would hold at least some relevant knowledge also. I doubt Shade Abbey would hold anything of value though, having been burnt, but I guess we can’t really tell unless we visit there. We should have a look if nothing else.
I’m not opposed in any way in going to Tristan. Parmecia is by all accounts a beautiful continent. Though the journey would take quite some time. We’d likely have to catch at least two boats to get there. However, there could be another way. Though I don’t have the spell in my spellbook, a teleport spell is not beyond me. If I could pick up a scroll for it somewhere, I’d be able to learn it. The only problem from there though, is that I have never been to Tristan and so don’t have a clear mental image of it. If that could be overcome though, I could go and take others with me.

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Mon Nov 21, 2005 3:12 am
During the day... Granit had not attended the reunion of the various members of the group, but rather had stayed behind to deal with preparations for travel, knowing the return of the rest of their companions would mean they'd be off on the road again soon. Upon finishing packing up all of Kiterra's things, the being of stone went outside to wait for her return, sitting himself at the base of one of the many trees in the town and staring off into space for a bit. They've finally come back...I wonder how they fared in their travels...
He looks down at his left arm at this point, noting the sharp spikes now protruding from his elbow, upper arm and shoulder, in a similar fashion as his other arm. Will I be recognized with the outside changes I've undergone? Will they still regard me in the same manner as before? Or will they stare and be apprehensive like the people here? He frowns and shakes his head as he returns to his feet. Not that it matters. I changed to better serve the reason for my being created. Their opinions won't change what has been done.
That night...
The golem did not speak upon the matters proposed, simply standing silently just behind Kiterra. Though the mention of other beings of stone with great wisdom residing in Tristan attracts his interest, he knows little to nothing about most of the locations and so does not bother interjecting with his own opinion on where they should go.

Posted by: Rusty Mon Nov 21, 2005 3:46 am
: "A thought occurred to me. If we're heading into the direction of Rindo and Shade Abbey - why not make a stop at Manarina and speak with Otrant? I think his guidance and knowledge would probably help."

Posted by: Aldur Mon Nov 21, 2005 12:02 pm
"From what you've said before...He battled Anri. And by the looks of things...she was the victor. Is Master Otrant alive?"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Nov 21, 2005 6:19 pm
"I do not know..." Myala murmurs. "All we can right now is have faith, and pray that he is still alive."

Posted by: Aldur Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:36 pm
"And what shall the course of action be if he is not? We must prepare for that eventuality." Kittera shakes her head and decides not to continue down this conversation further.

Posted by: Rusty Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:46 pm
*Prestle lowers his head.* : "Oh...right. I guess it was wishful thinking..." *Prestle shakes his head, looking at Kittera.* : "Even so - there is a nice library in Manarina, correct? Is it all magic based, or is the other information to be found there, as well?"

Posted by: Aldur Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:54 pm
"The archives of Manarina are extensive in many facotrs of research. However I must confess that I did not look past the Magic tomes. However, the librarian should be able to help..." She smiles at Prestle then falls into silence again, thinking back over some things, and yet trying to remember a niggling fact that escaped her. She knew it was somewhat important.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Nov 23, 2005 8:50 am
As the force travels towards Alterone, Queen Anri finally stirs after a full day of comatose slumber. : "Where am I?" Anri asks as she shifts, feeling the ropes around her. "Wha... ropes? Untie me at once!" *Prestle looks to Ivellas.* *Ivellas looks to the queen, a slight frown on his face* "It was for your own safety, milady. We were unsure of the damage you had sustained."
: "Well, I thank you for your efforts, but I am quite fine now..." Anri says as she shifts in the stretcher. "So please release me."
*Ivellas thinks for a moment, and then shakes his head* "I would suggest you rest a bit longer. The trauma you have suffered is quite severe"
: "Very well, I will rest, but I don't need ropes to do that. Please remove them," Anri says, a hint of command in her voice.
"And not one of us would care to see you injured. Now please, rest."
: "I am giving you a direct command as your queen to let me free," Anri says at last.
*Prestle looks at Ivellas and shakes his head.* Prestle: "She may not yet be our queen if the Strife Lords still command her."
*Ivellas sighs* "Excuse my bluntness, but queen of what? If you'll recall, you destroyed the only kingdom you had, and as its last defenders, until we can determine if you have come to your senses, it would be best if you remained as thus."
: "I did no such thing... I was completing the ritual that would've ensured the prosperity of the kingdom for years when that TRAITOR Mae invaded with her army... Very well, I see whose side you are on now..." Anri says, narrowing her eyes.
"And yours as well. You remain bound."
Some time passes, Anri's eyes darting around like a caged animal as you make your way through the forest.
Kyuu, Prestle and Ivellas suddenly hear two things. The buzzing of many, many winged insects, and the faint sound of a church hymn.

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Nov 24, 2005 4:49 am
*Ivellas looks to Anri, noticing her restlessness. As he hears the sounds of nature around him, he begins to sense something is amiss. Wondering if Anri also sense it, Ivellas feels now may be a time to set aside their differences.* : "What is wrong, your highness?"
((Rue makes a Knowledge Religion check. 22.
Rue makes a Listen check. 26.
Rue recognizes the hymn's melody from his childhood. However, the words have been changed to blasphemies. It sounds as though it is coming from up the road, and it's getting closer. The buzzing sound of insects also seems to be much closer.))
: "I should think would be obvious, traitor," Anri says, coldly. "I'm being held captive, the artifact I was safeguarding is gone, and I sense something... old."
: "Then you sense it as well. I'm willing to compromise. I'll loose your bonds if you will discuss this 'traitor' issue with us afterward."
: "Very well," Anri says, shifting in her bonds.
((Ivellas makes a Sense Motive check. 18.
Anri seems sincere.))
*Ivellas moves to where Anri is being carried and undoes the ropes holding her firmly in place.*
: "Though we may appear to be enemies now, you are still the Queen I swore allegience to long ago. By my father's grave to I swear to uphold my end of the bargain."
*Rue's ears perk at the sound of the hymn. It's rhthym was familiar to him...he had heard his mother sing it many times when he was younger...but this particular version was off somehow. As he listened closer, his face began to darken; the lyrics had been replaced with blasphemies to the various gods of the Light. Drawing his Morningstar, he went to Ivellas, pointing up the road as he spoke.*
"From the sound of that song, we won't like the company that's coming to meet us."
*Rue's words catch Ivellas slightly off guard. The Kyantol apparently knew something about what they now heard, and Ivellas wanted to follow up on it.*
: "You know something about this, Rue?"
"The song follows an old church hymn I heard as a child, but the words are replaced...Every phrase is now a blasphemy. I don't think any good man is coming to meet our merry band. Perhaps we should hide, and wait for them to pass? At least, let us prepare for them, if they are as hostile to us as I think them to be."
*Anri rubs her wrists and looks around.*
: "Where is my staff?"
*Kyuu, designated keeper of Anri's possession while in her current state, comes forth with her staff, spell component pouch, and other held items.*
*Anri takes her pouches and staff with great relief as she searches through each one.
: "Where is the artifact?"
: "We have no artifact."
: "You... Then where is it?" *Anri asks, obviously becoming agitated.*
"We never had the artifact. It was lost in the destruction. At this point it is inconsequential. We have much larger and more immediate concerns."
: "Larger concerns? Larger concerns??? That artifact had more power in it than Darksol and the Dragon combined! And you let it go?" *Anri asks, a look of near horror on her face.*
*The buzzing of the insects has reached a crescendo. It's almost deafening now. Looking down the road, you just start to see a tattered, cloth covered figure shamble down the road, odd machines strapped to it. But then your attention is taken up as a huge swarm of flies, bees, all sorts of flying vermin emerge from the treetops around you. The swarm converges on one spot and in bunches the flying insects merge with each other to form the vague figure of a man.
The priests and mages have heard of a legendary monster called a "Worm That Walks"... A sort of undead mage... But this one seems to be made of flying insects, not worms! Rue recalls that this thing in front of of the group must be a variant on the legendary monster... It seems to have all the properties inherent to a Worm That Walks, but is composed exclusively of the flying creatures, which is odd.*
*Rue's eyes widen as the lengendary monster flew toward them, buzzing and humming as it went. Visibly shaking, he makes his way back to Ivellas, laying a hand on the centaur's shoulder to catch his attention.*
: "It... A worm that walks..." Anri murmurs. "I didn't know they still existed..."
"That thing out there...we cannot damage that, nothing we have can even come close to harming it...We must run. Gather only what we need, and run. Hiding won't help, it's probably already seen us, and if it catches us...then we will most certainly die."
: "Yes, I'm inclined to agree with Rue. This is a battle we cannot win."
: "Run if you wish, but you'll find your path blocked,"the creature speaks, his voice sounding like the buzzing of a thousand flies, yet somehow deep. I am the Swarm. I am here to escort the queen back to her kingdom."
"Her kingdom?" *Ivellas says, incredulously. Ivellas knew it was too late, for they had already been spotted. There would be no use trying to hide their presence any longer. Parlay would be their only option now.*
: "Of course, her kingdom... Which needs her greatly to rebuild after the devastation of the renegade General Mae..." the Swarm says.
*Rue tightens his grip on Ivellas's shoulder.*
*Ivellas motions that they begin to slowly fall back. Quietly, Ivellas whispers to Anri.*
"You know him?"
: "I know of him... Worms that walk... legendary creatures spoken of in the Ancient days... When a powerful archmage tried to cheat death..." Anri whispers.
*He can easily kill us and take her by himself, the cleric thinks. Why this demand? We're grasshoppers to this mantis, what could he gain from us?*
: "You have misgivings my Lady..." the Swarm says as he advances. "But in truth, we serve the same goal. Your place is back on the throne. I am not lying, I intend to take you there."
"Very powerful is an understatement...This sacrilige could easily kill us all. I don't know why he's playing this game of courtesy with us..." Rue whispers back.
: "Shall I tell you? You've given me no reason to kill you... yet. My orders are to retrieve the wayward royalty. Nothing more," the Swarm says. "But I'm afraid I'll have to insist we leave now. Time is fleeting."
*The Swarm begins advancing towards Anri.*
: "How do I know you speak the truth?" Anri asks, holding her staff tightly.
: "You don't, I suppose, except for the fact that I have yet to even touch your kidnappers or yourself. Call it... a sign of goodwill," the Swarm says.
: *Ivellas again whispers to Anri* "Have any ideas? He's too powerful for us."
: "If I had my spells prepared... but not like this..." Anri whispers to Ivellas, shaking her head. "But... what if he speaks truly?"
: "You think that could bring future prosperity?"
"I see no other way out of this. At least we'll be alive if we comply."
*Garudaos' hand slips to his blade as he moves towards the front of the group, silent warning clear in his eyes.
: "I don't know, but since you decided not to let me prepare, I cannot protect you or even myself from this thing..." Anri whispers. "I have a handful of spells, none of them powerful enough."
*The Swarm is now a mere five feet from Anri. Anri tilts her head, suddenly and an odd look comes over her face.*
: "Yes... Take me back home," Anri says quietly, stepping forward.
*Ivellas backs away*
*The Swarm mutters words of the arcane and moves to grasp Anri's arm.*
: "We... Shouldn't we do something?" Daran says, torn in his steamsuit.
*Rue also backs off, his head facing away from the living monstrosity.*
"We can't do anything...Unless you wish to die."
*Ivellas turns toward Daran. No words come forth at first, but then he is finally able to speak*
: "... What can we do? There will be another time."
*A blue column of light envelops Anri and the Swarm and both vanish.*
*In an instant, as the Swarm nears Anri, Garudaos' blade slips free, crackling with electricity as he points it at the newcomer.*
: "We will meet again," he growled, seconds before the light enveloped both.
*An odd, buzzing laughter fills the air as the two vanish. Then it's replaced by a far deeper laugh. The cloth covered figure is now upon you.
*The priests and Thaske realize it looks like a mummy... But it wears odd armor and is festooned with technological trinkets.*
: "The Swarm has more important things to deal with! We, on the other hand..." the mummy booms. "I am the SOUND!" the mummy yells. "The gods abandoned me when all I asked for was the peace of the grave! In life I sang their praise, now I curse their names with every breath of my unnatural body! You will join me!" the mummy shouts as he crooks a finger at you. "When you became as we have become, there shall be a CHORUS of damned voices! A chorus that will shake the earth itself and topple the gods that promise all and give NOTHING!"
*Rue's head snaps forward, eyes sharp and glaring at the robed man.*
: "And is that why you attack us now?" the dragonman asked, watching the Sound carefully. "Is that why you aid the Strife Lords in their quest to crumble all that is good, rather than seek aid to reach the rest you want?"
"Though I pity you, there is no excuse for spitting on the names of the gods. Your rest will come, fallen one, and the gods will take you, whether you scream your curses or keep your peace."
: "Rest? It is a lie! There is no rest beyond the grave, just eternal servitude!" the Sound screams.
: "If you seek it, then with us you will find it!" *Ivellas states as he readies his lance and shield before him. Ivellas backs away from the sound and stamps his hoof"
: "There is no need to fight us. The Strife Lords, despite all their vaunted power, feel pain; we ourselves have scored their supposedly invulnerable bodies. If you aid us, we can set you free. "We have no desire to fight, only to live and die in peace without being stalked, our bodies misused before and after the grave. You do not deserve this, as you have well said... and however we can, we will set you free."
: "Talk all you wish, but it won't help you... I talked and talked, and in the end it did nothing!" the Sound screams. From his manner of speech, it's becoming clear his mind isn't quite all there.
*Rue feels a sting of pity for the man before him, but even as he contemplates persuading him, he knows it to be futile. He readies his weapons, examining the best way to approach this.*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 24, 2005 5:20 am
Sound begins to emit from the devices embedded into the mummie's armor and cloth wrappings, a song filled with vengeance and hate as he sings a dark chant. Battle Theme: http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/PSO%20-%2015-You%20Have%20Nowhere%20To%20Go.mp3
Suddenly, he moves forward and grasps Rue's wrist, dark lightning courses over the kyantol's body. Rue's lips open in a wordless shriek as he crumples to the ground, his heart no longer beating.
"See? No god can save you!" The Sound proclaims with a maddening laugh.
Suddenly Garoudaos feels a searing pain in his side as part of his armor blackens and falls away, the flesh underneath charred and burnt despite his immunity to fire.
((39 damage to Garoudaos.))
"Lemme try this out..." Daran's voice comes from within his suit as he levels the newly attached laser cannon, salvaged from the dead Tech Knight from before, at the Sound. A beam of intense white light tinged with blue streams from the cannon burning through part of the Sound's torso. The mummy shrieks, but does not fall. The steam suit's flamethrower also lashes out at this point, but only singes the mummy.
((Hit, hit. Ref save made. Damage nullified. 40 damage from Daran, total.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Nov 24, 2005 2:59 pm
((Always moving things while I'm away... Guess I know how I make everyone else feel... Now I have to think up a good reason while Felix wouldn't defend his queen, even aganist impossible odds... Meh, can't think of any.)) Felix had drawn his blade as the foul apparition demanded that the queen returned to her...kingdom. His heart fell as he heard his allies speak words of fear and caution while the queen, still captured by the dark will of the Strife Lords, heeded the words of the creature. Still, he trusted in the others hoping that this was a farce and that any moment Kyuu would unleash waves of pure flame aganist the defiled creature.
Then, clearly, it had all been a deception. The creature did not enter into battle because it had other tasks. It's goodwill was an obvious illusion. The second being had the task of dealing with the company. Lies and yet more lies.
His eyes narrowed as the remaining creature struck out at Rue. Grinding his teeth, Felix darted forward, his eyes almost burning with hate.
[Dodge: The Sound]
[Power Attack: -5]
[Attack One: 13 + 20 - 5 = 28]
[Damage One: 5 + 5 + 5 = 15]
[Attack Two: 3 + 15 - 5 = 13]
[Attack Three: 2 + 10 - 5 = 7]
Although he strikes out three times, only one blow strikes true the others distracted by his anger. "Traitor! The Gods abandoning you does not give you the right to turn aganist the living! Does no love remain in you?"
((Does the Sound count as a construct due to his modifactions?))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Nov 24, 2005 4:00 pm
Myala watches the events intently as they unfold, the young elf listening carefully and remaining alert. Though she wishes to object when Anri is released, the priestess says nothing. Even she knows that fighting against the Swarm would be useless, and they would be slaughtered needlessly. Everything seems to happen so quickly that she almost loses track, but one thing does get her attention. As Rue crumples to the ground lifeless, the elf's eyes widen with horror. She attempts to cry out, but the scream catches in her throat and a single word comes forth as a hoarse whisper, "Rue..." Myala feels frightened, useless for being unable to save a fellow priest, and like a coward for standing behind the fighters. However, she soon realizes that one priest has already fallen, and her friends would surely perish without her. Moving forward cautiously, she stays in the safest position possible as she makes her way towards their wounded dragonman, Garoudaos.
((If she is able to make it to him, she'll cast CCW which will restore 34 hit points [6, 6, 8, 3 rolled + 11 for my level]. This would be from her normal preparations, not her domain spell preparations for the day.
On another note, even a small map might be helpful.
And on another note, my Aura of Warding is in effect. Everyone with 10 feet of Myala gains a +2 morale bonus to Will saving throws. Because of my PrC, this is constant
Oh, and here is my Will save against despair; 22 [5 rolled +13 will save +2 Thaske's ability, +2 Myala's aura] Huzzah!))

Posted by: Alpha Thu Nov 24, 2005 6:05 pm
Septimus observes the hideous...thing before the group, and wonders how effective magic will be against it. (Casts Acid Arrow) (Touch attack required: 1d20+8 (ranged): 17+8=25) (Damage: 2d4: 2+2=4) (Acid will last for another 3 rounds)
((we need a will save against despair?))
Will save: 17 (rolled)+13 (will save)+2 (Myala's aura - if I'm close enough) = 32/30

Posted by: Aldur Fri Nov 25, 2005 12:59 am
Kittera's eyes narrow at what happens to Rue and she growls, her wand in her left hand, and she uses it's effects to power up her next spell. The Werewolf grins as she pulls out a small vial of water from her components pouch and gently dipped a tindertwig into the water and took it out, blowing on it as she muttered magical words.
She cackles a little as she points about twenty feet in the air above the Sound, a small ball of blue flying into the air and it explodes into a cascade of ice, the werewolf girl smiling vindinctively at the Sound.
((Wand of lesser maximisation. freeze 2. Reflex save for half. 60 damage.))

Posted by: Rusty Fri Nov 25, 2005 6:13 am
((Init: 16. Will save: 17 + 12 = 29. Casting Prayer. Spells remaining: Lv. 0: Resistance, Light, Guidance, Mending, Cure Minor Wounds Lv. 1: Divine Favor, Protection from Evil, Lesser Vigor, Bless, Entropic Shield (Luck)
Lv. 2: Elation, Silence, Shield Other, Aid (Luck)
Lv. 3: Mass Lesser Vigor, Protection from Energy (Cold) (Luck))
))
*Prestle's brows grow heavy. This abomination...He slew Rue in but one swift move... Prestle, raises his arms to the sky, calling out to the heavens. He could do nothing for the unfortunate cleric of Mitula...*
: "Great Light, grant us power in our time of need!"
((+All allies within 40' of Prestle gain a +1 Luck bonus on attacks, damage, saves and skill checks. All enemies take a penalty of -1 Luck to attacks, damage, saves and skill checks.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Nov 25, 2005 6:22 am
Garudaos, gritting his teeth as he moved towards the Sound, did not hesitate as he attempted to repay the Sound's attack with interest. ((Init: 1d20 + 3 = 14 Will: 1d20 + 6 (Will) + 2 (WIS) + 1 (Prayer) + 2 (Aura) = 29 Attack 1: 1d20 + 8 (bab) + 7 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 36
Damage 1: 2d6 + 1d6 (elec) + 10 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 22
Attack 2: 1d20 + 3 (bab) + 7 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 28
Damage 2: 2d6 + 1d6 (elec) + 10 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 22))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Nov 25, 2005 6:28 am
((Remember all. This is a mummy, so you need to pass a Will Save against DC 17 or be affected by its Despair ability. Myala and Thaske are both granting separate +2 bonuses to the save, so if you're within 10' of Thaske, you get +2 to the save.
Will Saves
Ivellas: 6+9+2 = 17, pass
Kyuu: 1 + ... = fail
Thaske: 13 + bonuses = pass
Initiatives
Ivellas: 13 + 4 = 17
Kyuu: 13 + 7 = 20
Thaske: 6 + 5 = 11))
*Kyuu begins to prepare a spell of Arcane might to bring forth the Sound's demise. However, upon seeing the Sound's very form, Kyuu is overcome by pity and grief the likes of which he has never known. As Rue is struck down, the terrible monstrosity that this man has become is too much to bear, and his heart is gripped with grief. All he can do is stand, unwaveringly still, and gawk at the horror before him.
((Kyuu succumbs to the Sound's Despair. Paralyzed for 1 round))
*The loss of Rue sends Ivellas into a rage the likes of which even the wild men could only dream. His companion had come so far to rejoin them, and now without a care, the Sound had struck him down. Channeling his fury into his lance, Ivellas went for a headlong rush. His form is utterly reckless, and as he nears the Sound, he raises his lance above his head and violently thrusts down with all his might. Where his motion is reckless, his aim is impeccable, and he catches the mummy squarely. Continuing past him approximately 20 feet, Ivellas turns to face the Sound and see the damage done. He only wished the Sound could feel pain.
With these thoughts, Ivellas suddenly comes to realize something else. Pain. Had the Sound not suffered pain already? Where had his heart gone. In this rage, Ivellas had lost sight of one of the pieces of humanity still keeping him, and his allies, above monsters such as the Strife Lords. Looking upon the Sound, Ivellas feels pity. Though the creature had slain his teammate, it was not entirely by his will. The Sound deserved rest, and Ivellas, as he had said, would give it to him. Not by way of his destruction, but from his compassion.*
((Charge
Power Attack for -9. Use Shock Trooper to take -9 to AC instead of to Hit.
1d20 + 19 + 2 = 11 + 21 = 32. Hit.
(1d8 + 9 + 9)*3 + 2d6 = 3d8 + 2d6 + 54 = 6 + 8 + 1 + 3 +3 + 54 = 75 Damage.
Ride By Attack 20 beyond the Sound.))
((Thaske's action to come as soon as he is updated))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:02 pm
((Oh right, I forgot initiative! Sorry!!! Myala's Initiative: 14 + 3 = 17 So her healing comes before Garoudaos moves to attack, I believe... If she even reached him x_X *Can't wait for some elven chainmail so she can move at full speed again*))

Posted by: Alpha Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:25 pm
Septimus' initiative: 8+3=11

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:26 pm
[Will Save: 1...damnit...+10 = 11] ((Felix is affected in whatever way the despair affects him. Let me know if it undoes his actions this/last round.))

Posted by: Kyosokun Fri Nov 25, 2005 9:13 pm
(Will save passed) Perhaps the gods truely know not compassion or pity, to allow a soul to become as this.... Marcus thinks... Then the creature slays Rue in a fell stroke. At this, Marcus shakes his to head to clear it. Battle was apon them, and it was no time to allow dark thoughts to intrude. Trying his best to focus, Marcus raises his bow, and fires 2 shots at the foul being. Unfortunately, both go wide. Focus, FOCUS...
((MIss miss. Woo))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 25, 2005 10:16 pm
The attacks slam into the Sound and he seems surprised at the ferocity of the attacks, stumbling back.. :"Well... It seems my brother was correct after all... A frontal assault will be my undoing against you..." The Sound mutters, stumbling back. "I leave this to my brother and his compatriot, two far more versed in the art of killing than I. Farewell!"
The Sound twists a ring on his finger and vanishes in a flash of light. For a moment, all seems calm. Then Kiterra screams in pain as her chest is badly burnt and blackened by a blast of invisible light.
((Hit. 54-1(prayer)= 53 damage to Kiterra))

Posted by: Alpha Fri Nov 25, 2005 10:26 pm
Septimus feels horror and despair begin to grip him. A voice inside his head tells him to succumb, to die. He refuses. For now. Fortitude save: 19 (praise the Lord!) +7=26 "How do we fight such a creature?" he mumbles.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Nov 25, 2005 10:44 pm
Kittera's scream draws her attention and she turns around to see what happened. "Kittera!" Myala gasps as she watches the mage crumple to the floor. Rushing to the side of the fallen wolf mage, she lays her hands on Kittera and prays in celestial. ~"Volcanon, breathe life back into this brave soul... Mend her body and enable her to stand once more."~ White light flows from her hands and into Kittera's body.
((Casting healing domain spell "Cure Critical Wounds". She gets back 40 hit points))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Nov 26, 2005 12:32 am
((If I can target the Shade and his compatriot with spells I'll cast Bolt2 at them. If not, I'll cast Mage Armour on myself. Let me know)) (Casts Mage Armour on Septimus) [+4AC and incorporeal creatures can’t bypass it]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 26, 2005 12:35 am
((You don't even know where the other one is.))

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Sat Nov 26, 2005 1:27 am
((Init: 17 + 1 = 18; No fort save made due to being immune to mind affects)) Granit had remained close to Kiterra during the encounters with the unusual beings addressing themselves as The Swarm and The Sound, ready to defend the young mage from any attacks they may throw their way. However, even with his precautions, the golem doesn't see the coming of the sudden shot that strikes his companion, much less manage to block it. As he watches in shock as Kiterra falls to the ground from the impact of the blast, images of her fatal encounter with the giant play in his head and his fists clench tightly as he angrily looks about for the source of the attack.
No! I can't stand by and let this happen! I failed to save Miss Kiterra last time...I won't let her down again!!
As his eyes search the battlefield, they fix upon the only enemy to be found, an odd phantasmal figure looming over the fallen Ivellas. Though this opponent doesn't seem like it could utilize the kind of attack that took down the lupine mage, this doesn't stop Granit from charging full tilt at the creature. The fact remained that it was still a threat, as it's slaying of their centaur leader proved, and thus it had to be removed.
When the stone man barrels into his target, however, he doesn't feel the impact he was expecting. Rather, he charges right through it, and comes to a skidding stop a few feet later, turning back to face it. What?? My attack went right through it...but...how do I defeat it if I can't hit it?!

Posted by: Aldur Sat Nov 26, 2005 3:17 am
((Teamwork time. Init 14)) Kittera looks on in shock and disbelief at the thing that took out the commander in one shot. She feels weak and shakes at the knees, mumbling something about this being a nightmare. She stumbles and then recovers, still feeling deep despair for Ivellas. The Werewolf mage makes her way to Garudaos and casts Enlarge Person on him.
"Your sword is our best hope. Strike true!"

Posted by: Rusty Sat Nov 26, 2005 3:32 am
((Knowledge Religion check: 16 + 6 = 22. Passed! Fort save: Natural 20. Passed!)) *Prestle looked on as Ivellas and Kittera were struck down. Though he did not get attacked himself, he felt their pain. However...To see three allies down almost instantly in such a short amount of time...Prestle's blood was boiling. Seeing his leader, Ivellas, fall - it angered him most of all. Ivellas was the one Prestle could relate to the best. Prestle could not say a word in response to what just happened...He meant to scream, yet nothing came out. And this being that struck him down...It did it with a single blow. Prestle eyes the attacker, recognizing it to be a ghost. Shaking his head, Prestle calls out to the rest of the force.*
: "Be careful! That murderer is a ghost! Unless you've a magic weapon or magic - don't bother attacking him. Only magic can harm ghosts! Still, even magic weapons might not hit him!"
*Knowing the potential harm of The Shade and the likelihood of the group being overcome with grief, Prestle decides it best to cast Elation.*
: "Worry not, my friends! The Light is with us yet!"
((+2 to STR, +2 to DEX and +5 movement to all allies.
Remaining spells:
Lv. 0: Resistance, Light, Guidance, Mending, Cure Minor Wounds
Lv. 1: Divine Favor, Protection from Evil, Lesser Vigor, Bless, Entropic Shield (Luck)
Lv. 2: Silence, Shield Other, Aid (Luck)
Lv. 3: Mass Lesser Vigor, Protection from Energy (Cold) (Luck) ))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Nov 26, 2005 4:43 am
((Felix gets no AoO on the Sound? )) [Fort Save: 5 + 10 + whatever = failure] [STR Damage: 3] [DEX Damage: 1] [CON Damage: 3]
[20 HP Lost due to CON Damage]
[AC drops to 23]
((Felix should be able to reach Ivellas' murderer and full attack since they were both engaged in melee against the Sound.))
Felix stumbles back at the sight of the hideous being, a mixture of fear and rage flashing in his eyes as Ivellas falls. The halfling says nothing but silently moves passed his fallen leader and strikes at the shadowy figure.
[Attack 1: 15 + 19 = 34]
[Damage: 6 + 4 = 10]
[Attack 2: 14 + 14 = 28]
[Damage: 1 + 4 = 5]
[Attack 3: 5 + 9 = 14]
[Dodge: Shadowy Ninja Boy]
((If it matters when ninja boy strikes at felix...))

CODE
Blind-fight If you miss a melee attack due to Concealment, you may reroll the miss chance to see if you can attempt to hit. You keep your Dexterity bonus to AC when attacked in melee by an invisible attacker. Also, your attacker does not get a +2 bonus due to being invisible. Darkness & poor lighting only reduce your movement to 75%, instead of 50%.

Posted by: Rusty Sat Nov 26, 2005 4:44 am
((Btw, your STR and DEX are up'd by my spell, Kai.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 26, 2005 4:59 am
((Sorry, Kai. Ivellas did ride by attack, moving 20' past the Sound. You'd still have to move up. MAJOR EDIT MADE: I was given false information on the speed of ghosts, so no Shade appears this round... -_-))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Nov 26, 2005 8:19 am
((Skip over all Ivellas parts in my post. Still using Elation.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Nov 26, 2005 6:50 pm
((I'M ALIVE!!!))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Nov 26, 2005 7:19 pm
((Yes you are... We also get teh bonuses of Elation Myala's Temporary Stats STR: 16 (+3) DEX: 18 (+4) SPD: 25 ft.
Yay ))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Tue Nov 29, 2005 1:28 am
Solomon begins trying to scan in all directions, in as many spectra as possible. The angle of the wind, the dust raised from the ground, sound vibrations and their echos... all these are factored in as the android tries to locate the invisible attacker. "Try kicking up dust or fog." the android notes laconically.

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Nov 29, 2005 1:48 am
Felix looks around swiftly, his small ears alert. [Spot: 5 + 2 = 7] [Listen: 15 + 4 = 19] [Prepared Action: Charge and strike first enemy to spot if within range. Quick draw bow and fire if enemy is beyond range.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:19 am
((3 days is enough to make an action.)) Straining their senses, Kyuu and Bob Dol... Er, I mean, Marcus, are able to determine the general area (90 degress of a 360 circle around the party) that the sniper is hiding. Solomon's scans reveal that the source of the gunfire is not within 60' of the party, but must be at a longer range.
Ivellas feels a rush of cold air as a pair of short swords suddenly stab into his chest, cleaving into his vital organs. Turning his head, he sees a semi-translucent figure of a man in what looks like dark leather armor. Then his visions fades and he sees no more.
((Hit, Hit. Death Attack Fort Save: 6. Fail. Ivellas is dead.))
The others are shocked to see a ghostly figure appear out of nowhere to slay their leader in an instant. Daran screams as he opens fire with his las-cannon only to see it pass harmlessly through the creature to incinerate a tree behind him.
((There, NOW the Shade is present. Kyuu doesn't need to roll to know it was an invisibility spell that hid the ghostly assassin until now.))
Myala finds her side afire with pain as the mysterious sniper strikes her.
((Hit. 41 damage.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:40 am
[Prepared Action] Felix is struck by the horrid of the hideous creature that strikes down his bold leader. Although weakened, he darts forward and slashes out at the fiend. His blade slices a segment of ectoplasm. [Attack Roll: 12 + 20 + 2 = 34]
[Miss Chance: 49, hit]
[Damage: 4 + 5 = 9]
[Next Round]
Felix slashes at the foul apparition again and again. His first strike is perfectly executed but somehow passes through the fiend. Unnerved, his next two miss strikes miss the fiend.
[Attack 1: 20 + 20 = 40]
[Miss Chance: 81, miss]
[Attack 2: 4 + 15 = 19]
[Miss Chance: 59, miss]
[Attack 3: 5 + 10 = 15]
[Miss Chance: 32, hit if it wasn't a miss]
((Suddenly, enchanting that second short sword with ghost touch seems like a good idea.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:42 am
((Myala passed the save barely with a 25)) "Ahh," Myala gasps. Seeing that no one else is injured and that she was not going to be very useful in combat, she believes it best to keep herself in prime condition. Chanting in celestial, a white light spreads from her hand and into the wounds.
((Cure Critical Wounds cast in place of Dismissal
4d8 + 11 - 4 3 1 6 rolled - 25 hp restored
That...sucked))

Posted by: Rusty Tue Nov 29, 2005 3:55 am
((Read as the above reaction here...Minus the Elation bit, plus the following...Btw, if Arc isn't around to attack - PLEASE make him attack. I mean, he's got a Greatsword of Undead Bane! If he doesn't get to attack...)) : "Ivellas! Watch out!"
((Natural 3. Why bother...Meh - Ride By Attack.))
*Prestle's attack fails to land a hit as his anger makes his attack more wild.*
((Btw, Prayer's in play for 4 more rounds, including this one. Elation is in play for 5 more rounds, including this one. Also note Prestle's current AC is 23.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 29, 2005 4:35 am
((Knight insisted that he be the one to roll his save, and when he did, he passed the save and didn't die. Instead he takes 56 points of damage from a sneak attack.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:53 am
((Not only am I going to attack, I'm going to use the one I would have made the first time around.)) Moving swiftly, Garudaos lashed out at the newly appeared enemy, his Greatsword flaring to life in a mass of sparks as he struck. (( Attack: 1d20 + 8 (bab) + 4 (sword) + 8 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 39
Damage: 3d6 + 1d6 (elec) + 2d6 (undeadbane) + 12 + 1 (Prayer) = 38
And, for kicks... Dodge to the Shade.))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:23 am
((I'm confused. Did my Bolt spell cause damage, or was that part erased? And do we need to take our fortitude saves again?)) [Casts scorching ray (touch attacks to hit)] [1st ray: 1d20+8+1(prayer): 12+8+1= 21] [Damage: 2+3+6+1= 12] [2nd ray: 1d20+8+1: 9+8+1: 18]
[Damage: 3+3+4+3= 13]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:32 am

QUOTE (Alpha @ Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:23 am)
((I'm confused. Did my Bolt spell cause damage, or was that part erased? And do we need to take our fortitude saves again?)) [Casts scorching ray (touch attacks to hit)] [1st ray: 1d20+8+1(prayer): 12+8+1= 21] [Damage: 2+3+6+1= 12] [2nd ray: 1d20+8+1: 9+8+1: 18]
[Damage: 3+3+4+3= 13]

You cast Mage Armor, as per your instructions. The bolts slam into the Shade, and bits of ectoplasm sizzle off him.

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Nov 30, 2005 3:57 pm
((Placeholder for when I get some time. Could be as late as tomorrow.))

Posted by: Kyosokun Fri Dec 02, 2005 12:12 am
Marcus continues to patiently search for the sniper, knowing that to rush would only hinder his efforts.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Dec 02, 2005 1:04 am
The Shade withdraws from Ivellas and disappears from sight as Myala takes another hit to the chest. ((Hit. 45 damage to Myala.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Dec 02, 2005 2:51 am
Myala screams in pain and staggers back, her vision becoming quite blurred. She can barely stand at this point, and begins to wonder if she is going to be able to hold her own for much longer. "It...has to be a sniper..." she gasps in pain. The priestess heals herself, as her injuries are the most grievous.
((Cure Critical Wounds cast in place of Death Ward
4d8 + 11 - 2 4 4 8 rolled - 29 total))

Posted by: Rusty Fri Dec 02, 2005 2:55 am
((Gonna move over to heal Ivellas. Dropping Mass Lesser Vigor for Cure Serious Wounds.)) *Prestle goes to aid his leader, healing him of some wounds. [i]Prestle casts Cure Serious Wounds![/b]* : "Light, give my leader more life energy so that we can triumph!"
((CSW: (8 + 6 + 1) + 1 (healing domain ability) + 5 (Cleric level) = 21 HP restored to Ivellas.))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Dec 02, 2005 8:02 pm
Solomon extends his sensors, scanning for the sniper, while replaying his video scans of Myala taking the gunfire, trying to ascertain the direction.

Posted by: Kyosokun Sat Dec 03, 2005 12:27 am
Marcus casts a swift spell, and continues searching. ((Spell, Immediate search. Next round, I find that bastard >_>))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Dec 03, 2005 12:29 am
[Listen: 6 + 4 = 10] Felix slashes at the area where the Shade had been. Then pauses, listening for sounds of his movement. (I know but he doesn't...)

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Dec 03, 2005 10:01 am
It had all happened so fast. The loss of the queen, the death of Rue, and the attacks of the Shade and Silence replayed a staccato assault on Nortiln's senses. But he was no help like this. He needed to find strength, to find focus. His face expressionless, the birdman unfurled his wings and leapt, flapping to stay aloft. As he shoots upwards, he mutters words of power, his already keen eyes finding preternatural focus and his gaze sweeps the ground.
((Jump into the air (Jump 43) and cast Eyes of the Avoral. Spot check, either this round or next depending on when I can, is 40, to see either the Silence or the Shade))

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Dec 05, 2005 12:33 am
((Move TUM. Move TUM. Move TUM. You know what you doing move every TUM.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Dec 05, 2005 2:38 am
((If there's no chance to take a swipe at the Shade, given that I don't know if he de-manifested or turned invisible, Ivellas moves back 50' and takes full cover behind his tower shield 18 Spellcraft, 23 Knowledge (Arcana) to determine what the Shade did (manifest or go invisible). It makes a huge difference.
Spot checks: 12, 7, 21 (Kyuu, Thaske, Ivellas). What direction is the fire from the Silence coming from (assuming we don't know). I'm moving accordingly.
Thaske uses a scroll of Halt Undead if he has a target (assuming that it made its move + standard/move action, which the 5' step + manifest or turn invisible would do.) DC 17 Will save. He then takes cover behind a tree.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Dec 05, 2005 8:41 am
((Sorry, WD. A 2 says the dice don' like you. : ( )) Myala takes another hit to the torso from the Silence. ((Hit. 43 damage.)) The Shade bursts from the shadows to strike at Felix, a short sword tabbing into the halfling's belly, while another slides across his throat.
((Hit. 19. Confirming crit.... 20. Confirming upgrade... hit. Second attack upgraded to x3 crit. Miss. Miss. 110 damage to Felix.))
Daran swivels his armor's torso around and fires again at the Shade, lacking anything better to do. A searing beam of bluish white light streams at the ghost.
((Incorp check: 36, hit. Hit. 40 damage.))
"Hah! Got you, you bastard!!!" Daran yells, as surprisingly, the laser cannon burns away a chunk of the ghost's spectral skin.
((Shade: save made vs. Thaske.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Dec 05, 2005 9:31 am
Garudaos swings again, hitting only one as his second swing passes harmlessly through the ghostly Shade. (( Attack: 1d20 + 8 (bab) + 4 (sword) + 8 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 26 Damage: 3d6 + 1d6 (elec) + 2d6 (undeadbane) + 12 + 1 (Prayer) = 32 Attack 2 doesn't hit, due to Incorporeality. Dodge to the Shade.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Dec 05, 2005 1:38 pm
[Fortitude Save: 1...] So felix dies... Happy days.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Dec 05, 2005 3:10 pm
((Well, you guys are screwed. Have fun -_-)) Myala cries out in pain as the invisible beam of light tears into an unarmored part of her torso, badly burning her. The damage she has taken and the pain she has endured become too much for the priestess to handle. The elf passes a glance back to her leader before slumping to the ground.
((We're doing Fortitude saves to stabilize, correct?
Stabilization Check: 1d20 + 11 - 14 rolled - 25 total.
I think that succeeded... If so, Myala is at -3 and stable. If not, she's now at -4))

Posted by: Alpha Mon Dec 05, 2005 6:03 pm
Septimus looks around, horrified at the damage his friends were taking. Only Garudaos seemed to be having much affect. He then fell into casting, weaving intricate motions with his hands and chanting in an arcane language. (Cast Keen Egde at Garudaos - critical threat range doubled)
"Strike a mighty blow"

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Dec 05, 2005 6:22 pm

QUOTE (Alpha @ Mon Dec 05, 2005 6:03 pm)
Septimus looks around, horrified at the damage his friends were taking. Only Garudaos seemed to be having much affect. He then fell into casting, weaving intricate motions with his hands and chanting in an arcane language. (Cast Keen Egde at Garudaos - critical threat range doubled)
"Strike a mighty blow"

((Critical hits don't affect undead. Septimus knows this.))

Posted by: Alpha Mon Dec 05, 2005 7:29 pm
((Crap. Looks like I still have much to learn...)) ((If I can change my spell, I'll cast Scorching Ray again. If not...then damn)) [Casts Scorching Ray at The Shade] [1st ray: 1d20+8= 12] [Damage: 4d6= 9]
[2nd ray: 1d20+8= 19]
[Damage: 4d6= 18]
((Apologies for my newb ignorance ))

Posted by: Rusty Tue Dec 06, 2005 1:29 am
: "NO! FELIX!!!" ((Doing a Charge Ride-By Attack thingy. Roll to hit The Shade...1d100 = 14. It's a hit! Roll to actually hit...17 + 15 + 1 = 33. Hit! Damage: 7 + 8 + 7 (STR) + 1 = 23 ))
*Filled with anger, Prestle has but one goal in his mind: swift retribution. Prestle charges at his foe, The Shade. Prestle's lance drives hard into the undead foe. But was it enough?*
((I was told I did the damage wrong, so it's actually...
(7 + 7 (STR) + 2 (magic) + 1 (Prayer) ) * 2 = 34. :] ))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Dec 06, 2005 7:35 am
((Ivellas: Charge + Disarm - 1d20 + 23 = 17 + 23 = 40. Opposed disarm check required. No AoO because I have reach. Kyuu's action to come. Thaske casts Stinking cloud in the direction of where the Silence's fire is emanating. Not far behind us, but it will block LoS to us from him))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Dec 06, 2005 7:54 am
The Silence's attacks on the main group halt and he fires on the only target still visible... Nortlin. ((Hit. 46 damage to Nortlin.)) The Shade's left sword goes flying from his hand, disappearing into hundreds of tiny particles as he vanishes from sight. Soon after, the Shade vanishes as well.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Dec 07, 2005 2:27 am
((Eep... Well, unless someone decides to 'wake me up', I'm out for the rest of this battle ))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Dec 07, 2005 8:00 pm
((As is tradition around winter, my PC has died. Power supply has blown, and possibly further damage. Until I fix it, I'm limited to access from college computers, meaning 5% of my usual activity.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Dec 09, 2005 2:12 am
Rest in peace, little halfling.

Posted by: Kyosokun Sun Dec 11, 2005 6:30 am
Finally, there he is... Marcus thinks with grim satisfaction as he mutters a spell, and readies himself. ((Casting Hunter's Mercy, My next shot is an Auto hit and Threat. I must use it before the end of next round.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Dec 12, 2005 5:23 am
*So, the ghostly creature thought it could hide amidst ths shadows to strike at them. It would not be so. A few quick hand motions and words, and then a snap of his fingers, and the area was suddenly illumanited with a brightness like a warm, sunny day, even in the middle of the forest. The Shade would have no shade in which to veil himself now. Thakse then sighed... if only saving the Halfling could have been so easy. This ghost was an abomination to be purged, and as a servant of the light, Thaske would promise just that.*
((Thaske casts Daylight.
60' of bright illumination. another 60 of dim light beyond that. Should ruin this little bastard's ability to hide away, since there are no shadows around in which he can conceal himself now.
If the Shade is anywhere near Thaske, which I don't think he would be, Thaske takes cover behind another tree by moving 30'.))
*With a voice like thunder, Ivellas' boomed out over the cacophony of battle.*
: Felix, NO! You'll pay, Assassin, foul wretch. Find your way back to the abyss whence you came!
*Ivellas stamps his right hoof three tims onto the ground and takes off into an increasingly ferocious charge at the Shade. His form a bit off as he enters a feral state of emotions known more intimately only by barbarians, his lance strikes through the Shade, and he doesn't stop to see what, if any, damage he had done. The Strife Lords had taken many things from him. His father. His mentor. Childhood icons. Friends had fallen in battle before, but now they had accomplished so much, and here his fellow was struck down without thought or care. By insidious tactics. The rules of combat had been broken, and now, Ivellas would right the wrong by whatever breath still carried through his body unto the end: His or theirs.*
((Charge + ride by
1d20 + 19 + 2 (charge) + 1 (Elation STR enhancement) + 1 Prayer = 3 + 23 = 26.
% Miss = 23. No miss chance.
Damage
(1d8 + 9 + 1 + 1)*3 + 2d6 = 3d8 + 33 + 2d6 = 7 + 2 + 8 + 33 + 1 + 3 = 21 + 33 = 54 damage.))
*All his study of the demonic creatures of the planes, and here Kyuu stood, useles against creatures such as ghosts. All his evocations could not avail him now, and so he stood at the ready, attempting to provide backup in any way possible. He would counterspell, but he knew of no enemy spellcasters in the area. Thus, he awaited the Shade's action. If he sought reguge in the cover of shadow once more, Kyuu would aid Thaske by extending the reach of the daylight spell if necessary. With few options and the Silences location yet unknown, Kyuu waited patiently.*
((Readied action: Cast light. Otherwise, full out defense. I don't think the Shade can get out of the area of effect, anyway.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Dec 12, 2005 6:37 am
Before Ivellas can charge the place where the Shade was last seen, he reappears riding Ivellas' back to jam his short sword once into the centaur's lower torso. ((Miss, miss, Hit! 51 damage.)) This time, Daran is ready, catching the ghost with another blast of energy that sizzles off some of its ectoplasm.
((Hit! No miss chance. 32 damage!))
The Silence once again strikes at the only available target: Nortlin.
((Hit! 36 damage to Nortlin!))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Dec 12, 2005 6:54 am
Whipping his head around, Nortiln finally catches a glimpse of his would-be assassin. If his body wasn't alight with pain from laser burns, the birdman might have felt pity. The Silence was a skeleton garbed in ragged camoflauge gear, bearing a long rifle, similarly disguised. However, Nortiln did not take the time to pity his assailant, instead loudly announcing the Silence's location and diving behind a tree, panting from exertion, but still airborne.
((Spot was 40. Move to out of the Silence's LoS))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:23 am
Raising his sword above his head as lightning crackled and thunder struck the blade, He-Garudaos gave a mighty shout as the earth tremebled. "I have the power!" he bellowed, before pointing the blade at Skele-Shade. Instantly, his Shining Crosscut Limit Break went into effect, and all of the great Shining blade-users descended to eliminate the greatest threat known to man in a brilliant display of martial prowess.
Or...
"Rest in piece, tortured soul," Garudaos whispered in draconic, seconds before his blade swung through the phantom twice.The Shade screams, his form emitting an unbearable light as he flashes three times, then slowly disintegrates into dust.
((
Attack1: 1d20 + 8 (bab) + 4 (sword) + 8 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 28
Damage1: 3d6 + 1d6 (elec) + 2d6 (undeadbane) + 12 + 1 (Prayer) = 37
Attack2: 1d20 + 8 (bab) + 4 (sword) + 8 (STR) + 1 (Prayer) = 35
Damage2: 3d6 + 1d6 (elec) + 2d6 (undeadbane) + 12 + 1 (Prayer) = 43
Shade = pwned.))

Posted by: Kyosokun Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:49 am
Marcus raises his bow, and shouts "I've spotted our Sniper! Follow my arrows, he's by <describes the location The Silence is at>!" With that, Marcus rapidly fires off 3 arrows which converge on The Silence and pierce his form. ((Many Shot for 3 arrows. Uses one attack roll, auto hits. Confirm is moot, cause he's feckING UNDEAD *coughs* Yes... Damage.
Arrow 1: 1d8(1) + 3 = 4
Arrow 2: 1d8(7) + 3 = 10
Arrow 3: 1d8(3) + 3 = 6))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:23 am
: "I will return... I cannot rest..." The Shade whispers even as his form turns to dust. Marcus' arrows seem to have little effect on the skeleton, rebounding off an invisible barrier. ((20 damage to Force Field.)) Daran turns his armor and fires at the Silence's hiding spot, a blinding beam of energy slamming against an invisible field of forceas Daran brings his secondary weapons to bear. A crude array of muskets strapped around a central barrel fire in succession, but none hit.
((Hit! 33 damage. Force field disabled. Reciprocator: Miss.))

Posted by: Rusty Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:47 am
*Prestle casts a spell upon himself, then heads towards The Silence.* : "Light, I ask for your protection!" ((Using Entropic Shield, which gives him a 20% chance to dodge ranged attacks. I think Prayer is wearing off now. Moving 45' thanks to Elation.))

Posted by: Aldur Mon Dec 12, 2005 12:48 pm
Kittera notices the Silence at long last and again uses her wand for a maximised Freeze 2. ((60 damage to the Silence.))

Posted by: Alpha Mon Dec 12, 2005 2:21 pm
Following Kittera's lead, Septimus magically assaults the Silence. [If in range, cast Bolt 1: 43 damage] [If the Silence is too far away for Bolt 1, then cast Blaze 2: 33 damage]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Dec 12, 2005 8:19 pm
The Silence simply twists a ring on his skeletal finger and vanishes as the attacks slam into him. Where the Shade stood, there now lies a single item. A ring. ((Ring of Force Shield.)) Everyone gains 1500 XP!

Posted by: Rusty Mon Dec 12, 2005 8:50 pm
*Prestle clenches his fist. They all got away...Undead most foul.... Prestle heads back to the rest of the group. He now sees three fallen comrades: Rue, Felix and Myala. Prestle first goes to Myala, and sees that she is still very much alive. Thank the Light not all of them were killed! Prestle immediately begins to apply a healing herb.*
((Heal check: 7 + 12 = 19. Healing herb check passed, so it's 1d6....6 HP restored. ))
: "Ah...You're all right, Myala. The enemy has fled, and I don't know the condition of Felix and Rue, though I fear for the worst...I will go check on Rue. Could you look to Felix?"
*Prestle moves to Rue to find him still alive as well.*
((Marine informs me he's at -5. Not modding here, people. ))
*Prestle uses a Healing Potion on the cleric.*
((Cure Light Wounds...1d8 + 1 = 9. ))
: "I'm glad you haven't lost the will to fight, either, Rue."
*Prestle says, smiling.*

Posted by: Aldur Mon Dec 12, 2005 8:58 pm
"That was indeed a worrisome experience. I do not recall seeing ro fighting things like them before. The urgency of our mission has now increased. I would suggest we gather our strength and head out for one of the locations we decided on." Kittera seems to be in a hurry. She frowns as she leans on a tree, shaking a little, more from fear than anything else. Like hell I'll let them see that.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Dec 13, 2005 2:27 am
Myala moans softly and her eyes slowly flutter open. The golden orbs focus on Prestle for a moment, and smiles weakly. "Thank you... H-how...are the others?" When she hears of Felix, her gaze turns to the fallen halfling. "Felix... I'll check on him." The priestess, though still very badly wounded pulls herself up and staggers towards the small form laying on the ground. She falls to her knees then and checks him for any signs of life. *H-how? How were our ranks so...so easily devastated?* she thinks sadly.
((In case you need some sort of heal check for me to tell that sort of thing, here;
1d20 + 18 - 17 rolled - 35 total))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Dec 13, 2005 4:38 am
The halfling is nearly torn in two by the massive wounds in his torso and his spirit has clearly left residence.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Dec 13, 2005 6:31 am
"Felix..." Garudaos' head bowed as he looked away, noting the ring the Shade dropped. Picking it up as he moved to Ivellas, the dragonman handed it to him and walked away. "When... are we leaving, Ivellas? I... we... it isn't safe here. The sniper may return with allies, and we need time to regroup."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Dec 13, 2005 2:31 pm
Myala hangs her head and sighs heavily, murmuring something before she rises to her feet. Her gaze turns to Prestle, then Ivellas, and she shakes her head. "Ivellas, we need to leave right away. Who knows when that...creature will be back… I think I can help Felix, but I will need rest first, and materials... If there is anything at all we can sell, I suggest we do so upon reaching the next town."
((Our party funds are zip and casting Raise Dead requires 5,000 gp worth of materials...unless Marine lowers the price))

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Tue Dec 13, 2005 2:51 pm
Granit clenches his fists and scowls upon the escape of the skeletal sniper. I could do nothing to harm the ghost cut through our group, and the one responsible for nearly killing Miss Kiterra got away... The golem then sighs and relaxes his fists. Well, at least she's still alive...that's what's important. No point in getting angry over what can't be changed.
Looking about the battlefield, Granit spots the lupine mage and begins to make his way over to her. On the way, though, he notices the fallen Felix and stops for a moment, staring at the corpse with an expression of sadness. Then he resumes walking and approaches Kiterra. "Are you alright, Miss Kiterra?"

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Tue Dec 13, 2005 4:59 pm
((I'd say it's worth selling a bit of gear to get the halfling back. But as everyone knows, Solomon's just a sentimental old fool.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Dec 13, 2005 5:17 pm
((Yeah, the ring needs to be sold, because Myala needs to raise Felix, and we're damned near broke))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Dec 13, 2005 7:19 pm
Felix has 1521 gp on him.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Dec 13, 2005 8:32 pm
((Yeah, but I'm not about to take the halfling's money, and that's still 3500 gp short of what I need))

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Dec 14, 2005 1:41 am
*The Shade's sword pierces through Ivellas' armor and into his side just as he catches a glimpse of the ghost riding him. Already far from a fan of this incorporeal creature, Ivellas would not deign to have the abomination riding him. With a power kick of his hind quarter, Ivellas sends the ghost flying from his back, whence Garudaos cuts the foe down with mighty blows from his greatsword. The Silence is soon off to torment another group of adventurers, and at that point Ivellas lets out his frustration. Raising his shield high into the air and his lance over his head, Ivellas lets out a scream. Dropping his knees, he slams the point of the lance into the ground and leans his head against it for a moment. Garudaos' approach snaps him out of it.*
: rrraaaaAAAAARRGH! So soon after victory, we're faced with this... this... devestation? *Ivellas gets back to his feet and pulls his lance from the ground.
: I will carry Felix to our destination. Myala, Rue - Secure his body as quickly as you can so we can proceed. We must move quickly, but that means he deserves no less treatement than any other fallen comrade. We will take care of him upon reaching Alterone. The ring the Shade dropped may need to be sold, unless we can come up with funds in other ways.
*Kyuu was beginning to weave the forces of magic into a blazing inferno, and then heighten its power with his magical rod, but then the Silence disappeared. He growled, then realized what he had just done, and covered his mouth before looking around sheepishly. Kyuu hears Ivellas' orders and frowns as his attention is brought to the halfling's direction. Kyuu walks over to Myala's side and looks at her, one half of his mouth still drawn into a tight frown.*
: Is there anything I can do to help? ...
*Kyuu then catches a glimpse of Felix's crystal. The Strife Lords and others had taken interest in it, and Kyuu wondered if leaving it on Felix's body, which would be vulnerable now, would be such a good idea.*
: ... If I may... I'd like to carry Felix's crystal until he is taken care of...

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Dec 14, 2005 9:19 am
As you place Felix onto Ivellas' back, you hear a soft clapping. "Who is there?" Garudaos said, searching for the origin of the ill-timed applause. "Bra-vo, my good customers..." comes a familiar voice as Derrik Swiftjoke emerges from the woods. "You drove off the Silence and decorporealized the Shade. I am duly impressed."
I would have found it more impressive if we'd had assistance, Garudaos thought, staring at the merchant.
*Ivellas turns to slowly upon hearing the laugh. His first reaction is to expect the Strife Lord, Shailtor, until he realizes it is more friendly. Upon seeing Derrik, he is somewhat relieved.* Though at what cost, merchant?
"How much will it cost to purchase the supplies necessary to tend to Felix?"
"Ah, costs! Something I'm good with! Let's see, let's see... costs... What's it going to cost you..." Derrik says with a grin as he strokes his chin.
: You would peddle souls and lives?
*Prestle looks at Derrik. Such a lack of empathy...*
"Oh, please. You make it sound like I'm thrice the jackass I truly am! Heh heh heh..." Derrik says, turning around. "Nevertheless, I know precisely what I will require of you in return for bringing the poor halfling back from the reaper's cold embrace..."
Derrik whirls around. "Oh, don't give me that look, you're going to love this..."
*Ivellas waits as patiently as a centaur whose friend's life is being bargained with can.*
"What is it you want?" Garudaos asked again, attempting to cut straight to the heart of the matter.
"There's a powerful artifact that I require, and it lies in a place that while I suppose I might be able to breach, I'm a bit busy for," Derrik states. "I want you to travel to the Kingdom of Thornwood. There lies a great ruin, the legendary Labyrinth!"
: I don't suppose we could get an advance resurrection? Retrieving the artifact would be easier with the aid of the Halfling.
*Upon hearing of the labyrinth, Kyuu seems to recall some vague familiarities, and begins to try and place them together...*
Derrik laughs. "Of course you'll get an advance ressurection... What do you think I am, some kind of ogre?"
"Lets just say our recent encounters have not been flattering for mankind," Marcus said.
*Ivellas' stern look finally breaks.*
: No, though I've heard you charge an arm and a leg. *He smiles*
*What Kyuu knows begins to come together to form coherent thoughts. His study at the libraries of Manarina were finally beginning to pay off.*
"In any case, you'll need to scour the Labyrinth there, and find the Orb of Truth. This artifact will be immensely helpful in dealing with... Well, you'll see..." Derrik grins.
"You said that you suppose you could breach it if you were not more preoccupied; what makes retreiving this item so dangerous? For that matter, what is it that we are searching for?"
"It is dangerous. Mazes and monsters always pair off!" Derrik says.
: "Hmm... The Labyrinth in Thornwood was used as a training ground for their knights. Specifically, the Shining Knights, who were essentially their elite."
"Heh. A merchant searching for truth. Thats a new one. Very well though," Marcus inserted.
"Feel free to keep whatever you find in the Labyrinth. You'll find the Orb in the first Trial Cave, the Cave of Strength..." Derrik says as he produces a rod and a key. "...I mean Cave of Courage."
: "That Orb you mentioned... it's a powerful artifact in its own right, capable of dispelling illusions and falsities. What would be in our way that we would need it for?"
"The Strife Lords," Garudaos growled.
"This key is a duplicate of the one that opens the Dwarven door to the caves. Should suit you fine. This is a rod of ressurection, 1 charge left. Oh, and I almost forgot... There's a false wall in the Labyrinth, past the door. You can use this to make it vanish for you..." Derrik says as he produces a small amulet. "Any questions?"
"Do you know what sort of monsters would we be facing there?"
"All sorts, save robots... I don't believe the Drowned Eye have penetrated quite that far yet..."
"Mmm... and is there a way we can get in touch with you once we've recovered the item?" the dragonman asked, even as he recalled stories of the Shining Knights and their legendary exploits in helping tame the wild monster-filled regions around Thornwood.
"Yes, contact the alchemist in town.. She'll know to contact me. Oh, and if you could drop a good word in for me by her, I'd appreciate it..." Derrik says with a grin. "Anyway, there is one catch... I need that artifact in the next month or so," Derrik states. "So you're really going to have to hustle to get there in time."
*Prestle takes the rod, nodding to Derrik, then Ivellas.* : "Even if it does put our quest on hold...I think we should do it...For Felix."
"You guys do know how to get there, right? Don't you have a map?" Derrik says with a wince.
: And as we've seen, we're ill-prepared as it is. This quest should aid us in our future endeavors.
"Hello?!" Derrik waves his arms as the party spaces out. "I asked if you had a map? Knew how to get there?"
Looking up after some thought, Marcus' only reply is "...... No."
"I do not think so, though I've heard stories of the Shining Knights of the area. A map would be appreciated."
"Fifty gold and here you are," Derrik says with a sigh as he produces a high quality map in one hand, the other hand an outstretched palm.
The ranger pulls out a pouch and counts out 50 gold, saying "I could use a Map anyhow." ((Marcus acquires Quest Item- 'World Map'!))
After looking at the map, Marcus realizes that Thornwood is a full two continents away. "..... Derrik. We're here, right? And this is Thornwood, right?"
"Yep."
"And you said one month, right?"
"Yep."
"Would you also have a spell which would get us there swiftly?"
I know of a magical transportation spell myself, and I can take a few people with me at a time.
"A spell? A few. You have a few choices here. You can buy a few spells off me to shorten the trip, you can attempt to speed get there, or..." Derrik grins. "Ever hear of Mechanis?"
"Can't say I have..." Marcus says.
"Mechanis is a city of tinkers... I'm sure one of them has some method of transportation that could speed your journey," Derrik says with a shrug.
"How long would it take to get to this... Mechanis?"
"Mechanis is a good 500 miles away. Almost a month's travel time for most folks," Derrik notes. "The main problem is that no one seems to know where it is."
"I doubt very much you would be suggesting it if you did not know where it was," Garudaos commented.
"Very good," Derrik says, lightly. "I know where it is, and I know that the path I know won't get you there fast enough. I also know that a few people know faster ways... Shortcuts, if you will."
"Pardon me if I seem to be asking silly questions, but I'd like to know that I'm getting things correct. We are to be traveling to Thornwoord and recovering an item for you. Because of the distance, we are to seek out Mechanis."
"That's one suggestion."
"But because of the distance to Mechanis, we will now have to search for others. That is what you were going to say, wasn't it?"
"Not at all. What you need to do is get there by a shortcut."
"Derrik, we have no wish to be rude, especially considering your generousity. However... we have little time and are currenly not in the best state. Please, cut to the heart of the matter, so we can quickly do what you ask."
"I can't help you find a shortcut..." Derrik says, shaking his head, before his grin reappears. "...but Daran can. Isn't that right, Mr. Tyrit?" Derrik asks, looking over at the metal hulk of Daran's Steamsuit.
No response comes forth.
"Daran? Is there something you haven't told us?"
"You never asked," Daran says quietly.
"Very well," Garudaos said, simply. "What do we need to do?"
"Well, I'll leave you all to talk..." Derrik says with a chuckle as he steps back. "If that will be all, more jackassery awaits me elsewhere!" Derrik says with a flourish. Derrik then vanishes in a puff of smoke.
: You know of Mechanis, Daran? What can you tell us? *Ivellas is all ears to learn what Daran might know. The sooner they could begin this expedition, the better*
"Eh... I'm... Not supposed to tell anyone..." Daran says, uncomfortably.
: Daran, this is a matter of life and death. Your knowledge will not only aid Felix, it will also provide us with a chance to prepare ourselves for our next encounter with either the Strife Lords or these other enemies.
"Well... All... Allright. But you can't tell anyone else this, OK?" Daran says. "Mechanis is where I'm from. It's my home."
"There is a way to get there without travelling all the way there..." Daran says, shifting inside his suit. "Ancient way-gates... The new Mechanis was built around an Ancient ruin that had them. Any way gate can take you to any other way gate... It's how I got here."
"Where is the nearest of these gates?"
"The nearest one that I know of is just north of Bustoke," Daran says.
"Then I suppose that's our next destination..."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Dec 14, 2005 2:52 pm
Myala looks upon Kyuu for a moment with sad eyes when he addresses her, but then looks away. "N-no... It was my fault... I shouldn't have let this happen..." she murmurs. Despite her talk of it being her fault, the priestess looks as if she can barely stand. She watches to talk between Derrik and the others, but does not say anything. *We should not allow ourselves to be so easily distracted from our mission, but... If it will help Felix...then we should do it. No, we must... I have to make up for failing my duties somehow...* Through her silence, the elf looks very troubled.
((Yeah, she's feeling the guilt now for falling in battle and not "doing her job". Funny thing is, she was until she got shot @_@))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Dec 14, 2005 6:33 pm
You know... Solomon has quite a few points in knowledge: terrain, including spending a lot of time in one a map-maker's store in a major city, refreshing his memory banks. I don't think we have a lot of money left, even for 50 gp maps.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Dec 21, 2005 10:07 pm
((Here is my spell list for whatever situation we get into next; Spells Prepared =============== Level 0: Create Water, Cure Minor Wounds, Light, Mending, Purify Food and Drink, Resistance
Level 1: Bless, Cure Light Wounds, <Cure Light Wounds>, Detect Evil, Nimbus of
Light, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith
Level 2: Consecrate, Cure Moderate Wounds, <Cure Moderate Wounds>, Remove
Paralysis, Silence, Zone of Truth
Level 3: Cure Serious Wounds, <Cure Serious Wounds>, Magic Circle Against Evil,
Prayer, Searing Light, Wind Wall
Level 4: Cure Critical Wounds, <Cure Critical Wounds>, Death Ward, Dismissal,
Restoration
Level 5: Flame Strike, <Mass Cure Light Wounds>, Raise Dead
Level 6: <Heal>, Mass Cure Moderate Wounds
))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Dec 22, 2005 12:50 am
Felix remains dead, despite the lack of movement.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Dec 22, 2005 12:51 am

QUOTE (Kaihaku @ Thu Dec 22, 2005 12:50 am)
Felix remains dead, despite the lack of movement.

((IIRC, Prestle used the scroll from Derrik to raise you back moments ago.
Paying attention much?
AW, SNAP!))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Dec 22, 2005 1:31 am
((Perhaps I am merely dense but I've missed any mention of a scroll and I thought this Staff of Resurrection with 1 charge was at another location... :/ ))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Dec 22, 2005 1:36 am

QUOTE (Kaihaku @ Thu Dec 22, 2005 1:31 am)
((Perhaps I am merely dense but I've missed any mention of a scroll and I thought this Staff of Resurrection with 1 charge was at another location... :/ ))

((I meant rod of ressurection. In the chat RP, Prestle used it to raise you. It was given in advance. Sorry, Mario, your princess is not in another castle. ))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Dec 22, 2005 2:05 am
((In my defense, Prestle never actually used it as near as I can tell. )) Felix stares up at the sky distantly, a strange expression across the halfling's face. Finally, after a long moment, he sits up and blinks, "....what happened?"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Dec 22, 2005 2:31 am
Myala turns her gaze toward Felix and her golden orbs widen slightly. A soft but somewhat sad smile crosses her lips. The priestess nods but does not say anything, and turns away from everyone. *At least he is back, I still shouldn't have let that happen...* she thinks sadly.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Dec 22, 2005 2:52 am
At Felix's question, Solomon raises his arm. One hand slides back, and an odd gun-like projection locks into place. It lights up, and the holographic projector comes to life. Miniaturized screams and roars play from the android's throat, as the entire battle, and the ensuing meetings, play themselves out in miniature on a flat stone in front of the halfling.

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Dec 22, 2005 3:09 am
*There were many preparations to make before heading out to Bustoke. An immediate departure would not be an option, and they were all weary from the battle they had justt been through. They would need to make use of their time and prepare. They should be able to leave on the morrow and make use of Kyuu's magic. With any luck, Kyuu could teach what he knows to the others as well. As of now, there seemed to be no reason to deviate from their current course. Thus, they would continue to Alterone. It would be a long road ahead of them.*
: Then it is settled. Daran, if you are unable or unwilling to aid us, I understand, but I, and the rest of us I'm sure, would be most appreciative of your aid in reaching Mechanis. There is much riding on what we do now.
Our current plan, however, is unchanged. We will continue travelling to Alterone. We will be able to prepare for our next journey from there. We shall leave in the morning, but now we must recouperate and ready ourselves. Solomon, if you would help Kyuu become more familiar with the Bustoke area so that his aim isn't off, it would be appreciated. Similarly, Kyuu, if you can teach the other mages what you know, we might be more efficient in our travel.
Further questions may be asked as we travel, but we must move now.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Dec 22, 2005 3:20 am
It isn't long before the group reaches the relative safety of Alterone. You have a day to do whatever, as Kyuu needs to rest and regain his spells. Regardless of how you spend your time, the following occurs early in the night. Daran comes running up to Ivellas, panting.
: "Ivellas! Simone's not here! She's not anywhere here, neither are her relatives! I visited where she said she was staying, but the place was ransacked! What should I do??"

Posted by: Alpha Thu Dec 22, 2005 4:22 am
((Septimus' spell list for the next situation Prepared Spells Level 0: acid splash, light, disrupt undead, detect magic Level 1: blaze 1, freeze 1, magic missile, mage armour, enlarge person Level 2: scorching ray, invisibility, mirror image, protection from arrows, see invisibility
Level 3: blaze 2, bolt 1, keen edge, lightning bolt
Level 4: freeze 3, ice storm, stoneskin, fire shield
Level 5: blaze 4, bolt 2, cloudkill))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Dec 22, 2005 5:10 am
Myala spends her time in Alterone resting and getting herself cleaned up. She pays a visit to Khris when she has the time.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Dec 22, 2005 5:32 am
When she goes to visit Khris, Myala finds her not at home, though everything is in order and nothing looks out of the ordinary.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Dec 22, 2005 5:44 am
"She isn't home? That's odd..." Myala takes a seat in the den and waits around for about two hours with one leg crossed over the other. The priestess plays around with her holy symbol for a little bit, and a soft sigh passes her lips. "Where could she be?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Dec 23, 2005 11:41 pm
((Not sure of the timing, but will Myala still be at the house at 9PM?))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Dec 24, 2005 3:19 am
((Considering she came around night time anyway, yes, she would still be there around 9 PM))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Dec 24, 2005 8:09 am
Myala waits a long time before the sound of approaching footsteps greets her ears. A female Kyantol in a vicar's robes approaches, a tired look in her eyes. : "Myala? Is that you?" Khris asks as she reaches her door and notices the young elf.

Posted by: Rusty Sat Dec 24, 2005 8:46 am
((Sorry, been busy. Here are the spells Prestle will prepare: Lv. 0: Cure Minor Wounds, Detect Poison, Guidance, Light, Resistance Lv. 1: Resurgence, Protection from Evil, Magic Weapon, Bless, Entropic Shield (Luck) Lv. 2: Elation, Silence, Bear's Endurance, Aid (Luck)
Lv. 3: Humanoid Essence, Ring of Blades, Protection from Energy [Cold] (Luck) ))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Dec 24, 2005 6:37 pm
Myala's ears quiver and her eyes flutter open, golden orbs darting immediately towards the door. There she notices a very familiar female kyantol in vicar's robes, who also happens to look quite tired. "Mother?" She tilts her head to the side for a moment and looks at Khris in a puzzled manner, then smiles. "Of course it's me. Who else in this village has a key to your house?" The young elf moves towards the kyantol and hugs her without a second thought, though she is careful not to apply too much strength. "It's good to see you," she says in a kind voice, her tone making it clear that she has missed her mother very much. *She looks so tired... I wonder if she's all right...?*
((Khris is, of course, not her real mother, but she pretty much raised Myala since she was a little kid <_<))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Dec 24, 2005 6:53 pm
Khris smiles as the lady cleric embraces her. : "It is good to see you as well, even in htese dark times... Come inside, we have much to talk about," Khris says as she opens the door and enters her home.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Dec 24, 2005 7:49 pm
*These are indeed dark times...* Myala thinks to herself as she follows Khris inside. "I'm sorry that I haven't been writing as much as I should have, but we have been rather busy as I am sure you many already know. Thankfully, the luck of the gods has been with us through our journey so far."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Dec 24, 2005 7:56 pm
((I assumed you'd heal yourselves after the battle... You've been walking around that badly wounded?))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Dec 25, 2005 12:38 am
((I still had 6 possible uses of CSW, 6 of CMW, 7 of CLW, and a Heal spell. Heal would put Myala back to full. Depending on the rolls, 2-3 castings of CSW would put Ivellas up to full. 2-3 rolls of CSW would put Nortlin back up to full. A few castings of CMW or CLW would heal the minor wounds everyone else had.
Can we just assume I used most of, or all of my daily allotment of spells? Myala will get to pray for more the next morning anyway, the slightly revised list I posted before))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Dec 25, 2005 3:24 am
((Yes, assume you've been healed by our clerics, since anything otherwise would be stupid. Ivellas says so. Everyone gets until I come online tomorrow (Christmas) to post. TUM wants to move this, I want to get this moving, but I understand everyone's need to post. Again. This should give everyone ~12 - 16 hours to post. I know most of you will be online during Christmas, anyway, so don't give me any crap .
PS: NSG, get Khris to come with us, and make sure you mind blank her at least 4 times a day, spacing them no farther than 8 hours apart. Dr. Ivellas says so, or else your family members and idols will be turned into undead you have to kill <_<))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Dec 26, 2005 12:33 am
((Umm, ignore the big blurb that was here))

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:25 am
*Ivellas stands facing a wall, pondering their current course of action. A labyrinth which acts as a testing ground. While certainly a deviation from their ultimate goal, if the place is a haven of evil, cleansing it would certainly be a just action. For what they knew, the Strife Lords could have already infected it. If so, the journey for Felix would be more than a simple detour for a friend. Daran startles him somewhat, causing him to emerge from his position with his head in his right hand while scraping the floor with his hoof. Unfamiliar with any arrangements Daran and Simone may have made, Ivellas runs through all the possible avenues he can to help Daran find her.*
: She's missing and her house was ransacked? Did you look all over, upstairs and downstairs, only not to find her? This does not bode well at all...

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Dec 28, 2005 4:41 am
: "Luck? Hehehe... Perhaps..." Khris says as she walks inside. "Anything I can get for you? Tea, maybe? We must talk, it's been too long." ----------- : "Everywhere, I can't find her!" Daran says. "You think maybe the cult is after her again?"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Dec 28, 2005 5:40 am
"Oh yes, tea would be lovely," Myala says. *Even as tired as she is, she always thinks of others first.* The thought brings a bright smile to the young elf's face as she begins to remove her armor. She sets it down with the rest of her things and stretches out her soar, tired muscles. "Wearing all that armor for too long sure does a job on your back." She chuckles a bit and then looks at Khris. "It's good to be back home, even if it is for a little while. We have a lot of catching up to do."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Dec 28, 2005 5:56 am
: "I never understood how half the new generation of priests and priestesses manage to walk around in that stuff," Khris says with a nod to the armor. "I never wore armor, too clunky for me. I preferred to dodge rather than trust in a blacksmith's handywork... But yes, catching up..." Khris frowns. "What have you been up to? Are you allright? With what's been going on in Guardiana, I feared the worst."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Dec 28, 2005 6:07 am
"You feared that I had been killed?" Myala asks with a frown. "Come now mother, you should know that I won't die so easily. There have been some pretty close calls, yes, but I'm alive." She chuckles lightly. "Forgive me for laughing at my own misfortunes, but I do not wish to burden you." The young elf takes a seat and sighs, her thoughts turning to Kyuu for a moment. "I have important responsibilities. I must protect my friends and those I care about, such is the will of the gods I am sure." She blushes a little bit.
((Well, I must be off to bed. Places to see tomorrow. Hopefully I'll catch you on tomorrow night so we can finish this via AIM. Goodnight!))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Dec 29, 2005 7:41 am
"Killed? No... Well... Yes, a little... But I know you're a toughy. Still, I did worry about you getting hurt..." Khris says as she looks around her house with a frown. "The place is a mess... I'd have cleaned up if I knew I'd be having company..."
Myala chuckles and shakes her head from side to side while waving her hand in front of her own face. "There isn't any need to worry about it. This used to be my home too, after all."
Khris laughs lightly. "That's right... So... The last I heard you'd joined the Guardiana Army and were honored for some sort of mission... What happened?"
"Ok, where to start..." Myala recalls all of their adventures the best she can, being sure not to leave out anything even if it could be considered a bit grissly. After all, Khris did say she wanted to hear it all. "There you have it... That's everything that led up to our current situation..."
"Well... That's certainly quite a lot to take in..." Khris says, quietly. "I never thought you'd have such a big hand in all of this that's going on... I've been helping the soldiers returning from Guardiana as best I can by healing at the Castle."
"Well it really is no surprise that you're so tired. Working such long hours at the castle must be quite exausting." Myala's eyes wander away in another direction for a moment. "I wonder if I should tell her about the attack on our way," she says to herself. Her ears twitch sadly, and her gaze turns back to Khris. "I hope I am not causing you to worry needlessly.."
Khris smiles sadly. "That is the nature of motherhood... You'll find out for yourself someday... but it's worth it to see your loved ones grow strong and happy."
Myala's cheeks begin to turn red. "Oh ma, you're embaressing me..."
Khris smiles widely and winks. "That's also the nature of motherhood, dear."
"I suppose, though I wouldn't know." Myala sighs. "I doubt I ever will, but then again I shouldn't be worrying about such things right now..."
"Oh, don't say that," Khris says. "When all of this settles down, I bet... Well, I bet you'll be settled down too."
"Are you a mind reader or something?" Myala smiles sadly. "There...is someone, but...well... I-I don't know how he feels."
"Oh? Who's the lucky young lad?'
"Well, we met on the day of initiation... His name is Kyuu, and he's a foxling wizard." Myala smiles at the mention of him. "He is rather shy and a little bit naive, but he is also very kind hearted. When I am stressed or upset, he talks to me and helps me calm down."
"Sounds like you fell for the right sort... I had a thing for the strong silent type in my youth... Had the biggest crush on Zylo..." Khris admits with a giggle, then something strikes her mind. "Kyuu.... Kyuu, that name sounds familiar..."
"Really?" Myala giggles. Her ears then twitch at Khris' mention of Kyuu being familiar. "Familiar?"
"Now I remember!" Khris says, snapping her fingers. "Alef! Alef named her son Kyuu! What did he look like again? How old is he?"
"Well, he has reddish fur, green eyes, and is a bit taller than me. I think he is probably about 17 or so."
"Yes... Sounds about right... Heh... Oh, this is good. I've got to find Alef and tell her about this..." Khris says as she begins to laugh.
"Hey!" Myala cries in protest. "Stop teasing me."
"My dear, that's another facet of the nature of motherhood!" Khris says with a laugh.
Myala's porcelian face turns bright red. "Come on, cut it out..."
Khris can't respond, she's laughing too hard for a while, then she manages to get out, "You haven't changed at all, have you? Still so easily embarassed..."
"About my love life anyway, or lack there of..." she replies shyly.
"If you have a lack, it's up to you to restore it. The Light has given you all that you need to go out there and be happy," Khris says with a smile. "You're beautiful, kind, and have a good heart. I'm sure you'll be fine, my daughter."
"Thank you mother," Myala says with a warm smile. "I'll try my best." She then gets to thinking about the time. "I wonder what time it is... Ivellas will probably start to wonder pretty soon."
"Well, if you must be off, you must be off," Khris says as she wraps Myala in a hug. "But do try and write this time."
"I will," Myala replies with a laugh as she hugs Khris back. "If we have the time, I'll have to bring some of my friends by to meet you. I am sure you would like them."
"Of course!" Khris says with a smile.
"Well, goodnight," Myala says as she picks up her things.
"Fare thee well," Khris says with a smile and wave
"And you as well," Myala replies with a wave before walking out the door.

Posted by: Aldur Fri Dec 30, 2005 1:30 am
And so as others visited family members, planned things and socialised Kittera did the usual. Was Antisocial. She found a quiet spot by the river that ran through the town and dipped her legs into it. She looked down happily at the ripples in the water, and idly threw a few nearby pebbles into the water. She looked around the town and saw a few children nearby, laughing and joking. She zoned them out and then went back to throwing pebbles into the river, happy in her own company.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Dec 30, 2005 2:25 am
Myala returns to where the rest of the party is staying, and looks around for Kyuu. Her talk with Khris has left her normally porcelain face a shade of rose pink, but she looks for him regardless. Up until now she has kept her distance because of fear; fear of not only losing him, but of what he might think of her feelings for him. *Mother is right, I should talk to him. If I keep my distance out of fear, I'll regret it.* Coming across the place she had last seen him, she looks around and calls out him name softly. "Kyuu?"
((She's looking around where she last saw him last. If he's not there, I'll list other places she might search))

Posted by: Alpha Fri Dec 30, 2005 5:38 am
Septimus wondered round aimlessly, not really sure where he was going, and not really caring if he ended up anywhere. He liked it that way. It gave him room to think on things and consider past events. Yes. Better that way. As he wondered, he felt Zip stir on his shoulder.
So Zip, we're going to a place called Thornwood. Excited? Septimus asked his familiar.
Well Master, if it leads us to grow and help people, then of course. A fine adventure. Septimus hears in his mind. And it's also helping your friend. Worthy, that's what it is.
Septimus shakes his head slightly, amused at Zip's easy outlook on things.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jan 04, 2006 8:32 pm
((OK, it's been long enough.)) Despite a lengthy and somewhat desperate search, no sign of Simone is found by Daran and anyone that helps him search. The next day, Kyuu's teleport spells makes the journey to Bustoke very short indeed. ((Just so you know, I rolled, and on one teleport you were 1% off from a Mishap.))
In no time at all, Daran leads you from the town to a small cave concealed about a mile outside of town.
: "In Ancient times, the Bustoke area was a major center of both industry and research... During the War of the Ancients, it was transformed into one giant military-industrial complex. That's why the Runefaust forces found a Laser Eye prototype in the quarry so long ago... And it's why there's a teleporter station still in working order... Ah, here we are," Daran says as he leads the group through the cave. Odd machinery, obviously in disrepair juts from the ground at various places. Finally, Daran ends his speech as he leads the party into a small chamber dominated by a large platform.
: "See you on the other end," Daran says as he steps onto the platform and vanishes.

Posted by: Aldur Fri Jan 06, 2006 8:11 pm
Kittera examines it for a moment, noting that she woefully ignorant about Technology, aside from knowing that it hurts. She steps through without a word, awaiting what wonders are on the side waiting for her.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Jan 06, 2006 9:09 pm
Solomon will look around the room while they walk and later, as others are teleporting, trying to see if anything is useful and salvagable.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jan 06, 2006 9:26 pm
Solomon finds a few odds and ends that could be scavenged as extra parts if he needs to be repaired in the future, but nothing else of note. ((As a side note, did you remake Solomon according to the new Robot rules on the SFd20 page?)) One by one, the party enters the teleporter. The experience is the same for all of them, a dizzying feeling, followed by a blinding light and falling sensation, then a sudden snap back to awareness in a small metal chamber, Daran standing by with two armed guards at his side.
: "Eh, don't mind them. They know you're with me. They're just here to guard the gate... We're looking for a vehicle, right? Er, what exact kind of vehicle do we want, anyway?"

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Sat Jan 07, 2006 12:19 am
((No, I didn't. I'll have to do that ASAP. Err... what level is the team at right now?))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jan 07, 2006 12:30 am

QUOTE (Wandering Dezorian @ Sat Jan 07, 2006 12:19 am)
((No, I didn't. I'll have to do that ASAP. Err... what level is the team at right now?))

((Level 11, IIRC.))

Posted by: Cyrus Sun Jan 08, 2006 5:22 am
Rue looks thoughtful, considering what could possibly get them to another continent that they don't even know where it is. "We have little less than a month, and unless this place is very near the ocean, I can't think of anything else we can actually use and get there in time. We might need a map, though, before we go anywhere."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jan 11, 2006 4:08 am
"What a horrid feeling," Myala mumbles to herself after coming through the telaporter. She looks around the room for a moment and her attention is caught by Daran. "I do not know much about technology, but I would go with something that is fast personally. That or something sturdy."
((Fear my tiny post. x.X))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jan 11, 2006 4:20 am
Felix stands by quietly, watching the area curiously.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jan 12, 2006 5:07 am
: "OK... I know what might be available... I'll go see about the vehicle. I guess you can look around for a bit, but please meet me at the air-docks in an hour," Daran says as he turns and runs away. Mechanis is a city built in and around a large "crater" or basin of sorts formed by a circular ring of mountains. Though none of the inhabitants says where exactly it is, it's pleasantly warm and sunny. Massive fortifications surround the town, cannons and salvaged Ancient weapons chief among the defenses. Everywhere you look there are machines. Salvaged bits of Ancient technology, steam engines and gearworks, things that magic does without magic.
The town itself is moderately sized, but there seem to be no beggars or the like in the community. Indeed, everyone seems to be well-off, a rare thing in these troubled times. Another noticeable lack is the fact that there are no farms on the island, and very few gardens. The same is true of livestock. There is most certainly not enough food to sustain the town here.
Another thing, the town is busy. People mill around hurriedly, busy on something or other. Mines in the mountains churn out steam and smoke as tinker-creations do the dirty work of digging and machines refine the ore to build yet more machines. Workshops and laboratories buzz with workers as Mechanis' daily grind proceeds.

Posted by: Alpha Fri Jan 13, 2006 10:56 pm
Septimus walks around the city, trying not to get in any of the inhabitants way as they hurry around. Fantastic he thought. I've never seen anything like it. As if feeling his master's surprise and wonder, Zip appears, the tiny pseudodragon having a look at the amazing city. He said nothing though, which amused Septimus. It wasn't often his familiar was lost for words.

Posted by: Rusty Sun Jan 15, 2006 3:49 am
*Prestle explores the city, amazed by all of the mechanical devices - not understanding how even one of them worked. Fascinating...* ((Spot check for, I dunno. Spotting anything particularly out of the ordinary/more interesting than other thingies? It's a natural 10, so...15.))
===
*Prestle, earlier in the day, passes by the town hall, where a debate is taking place. He hears a familiar voice quite clearly. Daran is arguing quite loudly with a number of other people. Prestle nears the commotion, keeping an open ear, to hear just how serious the arguing is.*
Voice: "...that in mind, any offensive actions by our guards would not only be against our code, but be tactically unsound!"
Daran: "But they need our help! Surely with all our defenses, we can spare some soldiers or at least a few weapons..."
Voice: "No. Mechanis was nearly annhiliated the last time it was attacked. We learned this lesson hard, but we learned it well. Never will our borders be undefended again..."
Daran: "I'm not saying that! Just a small force with a few weapons..."
Another voice: "The existence of Mechanis isn't widespread anyway. If a number of technological soldiers show up, then people might start looking into the rumors..."
Third voice: "That's absurdly paranoid, don't you think?"
*Rumors? Prestle thinks to himself.*
Daran: "But they already have! I've encountered two other... No, three other factions with technology at or past what we have here!"
First voice: "What?"
Daran: "There was a group of undead Ancients with the Cult. They used their technology will all the skill the legends say. Then there were these soldiers called 'Tech Knights..."
Second voice: "Tech Knights... Blind fools..."
Daran: "You know about them?"
Second voice: "The Tech Knights were originally from Mechanis, but split off after the first decimation. They thought our isolation policies being put forward were... unsound."
Third voice: "They joined with a group of people living in some Ancient ruins, made it their settlement. A bunch of short-sighted meddlers, fighting a crusade with tools they barely understand..."
First voice: "What was the third faction?"
*Better they do something at all...*
Daran: "I... I don't know. They had ancient weapons, though. They seemed to drop from the sky..."
First voice: "Troubling... We will take these matters into consideration, Machinist. You can go now."
Daran: "But I'm not done! What about the..."
First voice: "Leave."
*The sound devolves into muted muttering beyond that point.*

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jan 15, 2006 3:51 am
It is a peaceful place, despite all the motion, Garudaos noted, looking about the city of Mechanis. But then again... separate, here, from the rest of the world, it is not surprising. These people need not worry about the same qualms and petty rivalries which plague the rest of Rune, and can instead focus on survival...
"What do you suppose they do here?" Garudaos asked no one in particular, not noting any shops or businesses he recognized. "There are no livestock or common shops, as in other cities..."
Even so, after looking for a time, the dragonman found a tavern and set about gathering as much information as he could. Though it cost him a gold piece, the tale he was treated to was one that more than roused his curiosity as an avid study of history.
((Gather Information: 1d20 + 2 = 21. Garudaos learns the full history of Mechanis.
Mechanis was originally founded by Kokichi and Dr. Crock, shortly after the first Shining War; it was located near Prompt, and their Ancient ruins. The two tinkers gathered together a wide variety of people willing to relearn as much of the Ancient's ways as possible, and the town was settled.
For about twelve years, the town peacebly prospered, delving deep into science's lost mysteries.Then, disaster; a group of soldiers decimated the town, sent by a local warlord that wanted to coerce the tinker village into creating weapons of war for him. The village was destroyed, and teh survivors fled to a ruin just outside Prompt. There, they entered an old teleporter en masseand destroyed the entrance behind them.
They arrived at an Ancient ruin in one of the Waral islands, and began to rebuild. This time a large amount of effort was put into defenses, and a strict isolationist policy was instituted by the town elders. To this day, the town is rather suspicious of the outside world. The wounds caused by the attack still haven't healed for many.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jan 15, 2006 4:26 am
The time passes by quickly, and soon you all meet Daran again, who excitedly guides you up a series of stairs carved into a cliff face on the edge of town. : "We really lucked out, guys! I found my old friend Kojiri! He's the grand-nephew of Kokichi! He's been researching his grand-uncle's work and says we can hitch a ride with him on his test-flight so long as we agree to pay him for parts and fuel!"
Daran leads you up more stairs than you've ever seen. It's a tiring journey, but by the end, you stand on the lip of the cliffs around the town. Built onto this portion of the mountain are an array of buildings, and odd docks that seem to protrude into nothing but air. Daran leads you into one of the larger buildings, labeled "Hangar 18".
: "There he is!"
A short human, almost short enough to be mistaken for a dwarf is working on a massive machine with two sets of four rotors attached to its top. The machine has a cobbled together look, with many devices arranged around an angular core of black-steel. The whole thing is very large.
"Hey Daran. Wow, you weren't kidding... I can test the ship's weight lift capacity almost to the limit with all these people!" the human says. "Hello! My name's Kojiri! And this is my masterwork!"
Kojiri gestures to the machine behind him.
"It's core is a semi-restored Ancient vehicle, but I couldn't make it work, so I had to build the flight mechanisms around it. It's based on some designs my grand uncle drew up, a vehicle he called a 'heli-chopper'. I thought that was rather dumb, though, I just call it a helicopter..." Kojiri starts excitedly inspecting the ship. "I've only had a few test flights, but none with passengers! I guess this will be it's true maiden voyage! Ha! Step aboard, step aboard my Black Hawk!"
: "Black Hawk?"
"Isn't it a cool name?" Kojiri asks, with pride. "It's the ship's name. Named it after my favorite bird!"
: "I thought that you were going to call it the 'X-Wing', due to the rotor blades looking like an 'X'."
"Well, originally... But I didn't like the way it sounded. Too precise and mechanical. Flight isn't an exact science! Flight is art!" Kojiri pronounces!
: "What? But flight... Er... OK..."
"Now let's get going! I'll start getting her ready, you just board the Hawk!" Kojiri says as he moves around the vehicle.

Posted by: Cyrus Sun Jan 15, 2006 5:09 am
'Wow...' the cleric mouthed as he made his way through the city, his eyes darting from one place to another, from one glittering ancient marvel to the next. It was amazing to imagine so many artifacts in one place, not to mention that they all worked. He began to reflect on his adventures, on all the incredible...and horrible...things he'd experienced, and yet, he thought that this place had topped them all. The splendor and life was tanglible...he could smell it in the air, see it in the actions of the people and the things around him. He couldn't help examining everything, keeping his hands off most things, but taking in everything with wide-eyed glee. Hearing Garudaos's question, he snaps back to reality, turning to the dragonman. "I'm not sure...know that you mention it, that is quite odd. I guess most of their time is taken up working on these machines. Still, it is disconcerting...," but before he could continue, his eye catches something, and he goes off following it. As he continues along a narrow city street, he sees a number of impressive objects in a nearby window, but being unfortunately broke, he simply sighs and walks away. Seeing Daran gathering the group as he comes back, he molds back into the group, following the engineer until they reach the air dock. At this sight of this, the kyantol's cheery, energetic mood quickly turns to worry. "F-Flight? We...We're going to f-fly?" He says, fear obviously written on his face.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Jan 15, 2006 7:37 am
*Ivellas quickly ushers everyone through the portal before he moves through it. Afterwards, Ivellas and Kyuu spend much time together wandering the city. Kyuu had much to talk about, most of it reminiscing about the early days. It seemed as though they had come so far, and the reminder of where they had been was refreshing and well needed. They remembered the times back at the Guardiana Academy and Jerrik. Jerrik had always been hard on them, but he was caring at the same time. So much attention to form and doing things exactly right, yet he still acted like a second father to them, and that was something very important to Ivellas. Kyuu recalled his own trainings to become a mage. He had often poked fun at many of the other students who spent their time pouring over books to learn their power. At least until the "stray" ray of frost spell had come flying at him, anyway.
It seemed like so long ago to them, but how long had it been, really? More important, where had they been and what were they coming from. They had already seen and done so much, and the group's eldest were only in their early twenties, so to speak. Of course the elves and half-elves were older, but it is all relative anyway. Here they stood ready to embark on yet another great adventure, and Ivellas wondered if there would ever be any rest. On the other hand, Kyuu found this sojourn relaxing. They would be heading to a place of great power, and it would be more than likely overflowing with magical energy. Unlike this Mechanis, anyway. Mechanis was perplexing to him. How could they possibly have thrown off magic like they did in favor of technology. Overhead Kyuu saw a number of flying contraptions, and he could only ask himself, "Why?" Magic could do the same or similar feats itself, and often more quickly and better as well. Why use a clunky, cumbersome flying machine when you could fly in any way you want through magic? Or better yet, travel by teleportation as they had to get to Mechanis. This place seemed so strange and alien to him, but he could only wonder if the citizens of Mechanis thought the same as him.
Even stranger to both Kyuu and Ivellas, all the time spent talking about the past seemed to make the future come all the more quickly. It was always boggling just how much time you could spend talking and yet never seem to finish saying all the things you want to say. As they stand before the flying machine, Ivellas hears some of the qualms from the group, and Kyuu can only look at it and raise an eyebrow. How could a machine like that carry all them safely? Kyuu only shakes his head.*
: It could be worse, Rue... we could be swimming, after all. *Ivellas knocks on his plate mail* Let's go.
: But how do we know it's safe? It's so... big... and he did say we'd be testing it's "weight capacity," which means we're reaching its limit of some kind.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Jan 15, 2006 4:18 pm
"Come on Rue," Myala says while patting him on the back. "It will not be so bad to try flying, will it?" She then turns to Kyuu and flashes him a smile that she only seems to show him. "I am sure everything will be fine, Kyuu." *I am more worried about this machine being untested, myself. Volcanon, protect us and watch over us...*

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jan 15, 2006 6:47 pm
I've died before. This is little. Kiterra chuckles and heads onto the craft, obviously finding something amusing. The Werwolf watches the others who had yet to board and grinned at them. "Coming?"

Posted by: Alpha Sun Jan 15, 2006 6:54 pm
At the werewolf's single word and grin, Septimus climbs aboard. Zip rests easily on is shoulder, not wanting to miss the views that they might see.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jan 15, 2006 9:13 pm
As soon as the door is closed, the mighty rotors begin to whirls, faster and faster until the sound they make chopping the air can be heard above all else. The moderate shielding inside the Black Hawk's interior reduces the sound to a muffled drone, but outside the noise is nearly deafening.
"Daran, get up here, it's easier to fly this thing with a second person to watch the gauges," Kojiri says, turning his head from the cockpit. Daran nods and goes up to sit in the second front chair.
In a matter of minutes, the strange craft is airborne, the ground and town of Mechanis growing smaller and smaller below, visible through a few portholes in the craft's sides. The waves of the ocean soon greet your eyes are you fly over the sea...
"We should get to Thornwood in three days or so!" Kojiri says from the cockpit. "The Black Hawk's good, but not that good. I'll have to stop for fuel and sleep at the end of each day. I plan to stop in this village I know near Prompt, then this relatively new settlement called "Grans" on the island of the same name, then we should be able to reach Thornwood on the last day."

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jan 17, 2006 10:53 pm
Felix leans aganist the metal frame of the vessel looking down through a portal at the ground far below. A surprised and confused expression is on his small face but in the midst of the wonderous machine he is barely noticable.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jan 18, 2006 9:42 pm
((If you have any business or things you wish to do in any of the stops or enroute, please do so now. I will be moving this to Thornwood soon.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jan 18, 2006 9:49 pm
((I wanted a convo, but I can never seem to catch Knight on. ))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jan 21, 2006 4:16 am
In only a few short days, the group arrives at Thornwood, landing a quarter mile from the town, in a clearing. Kojiri stays by his aircraft with Daran, the two making adjustments to the craft. "Go get a feel for the town, find out what's going on, where this 'Labyrinth' is. Me an' Daran will get this bird ready for lift off just in case of trouble," Kojiri says with a nod.

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jan 23, 2006 11:04 pm
After several hours of simply standing in place, the halfling finally sighs and walks into town on his own. He glances back at the big people in confusion, once so eager to lead and get things done now they were so idle. This war had changed them.
Looking around the town, Felix attempted to ask about things but was ignored by everyone. Finally, he just started looking on his own slowly.
[Gather Information: 3]
[Search: 5 + 1 = 6]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jan 24, 2006 4:10 am
Willing to try his hand with gathering information once more, Garudaos once again applies his charms, though with considerably less success than he did before. ((Gather Information: 1d20 + 2 = 5 -_-#))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Jan 27, 2006 10:56 pm
*Ivellas exits the flying craft last, taking the time to usher everyone offboard and into the city. As they make their way there, however, Ivellas discovers Thornwood isn't so much a city as it is a town, or possibly even a fort. Encircled by a wooden pike fence, Thornwood seems unimpressive compared to the grandiose cities he has seen, especially in lieu of his home of Guardiana. Ivellas eyes a tavern, and knowing they are breeding grounds for information, makes his way inside. Attemping to be as sociable as he can, his weaponry and shield put away and unthreatening to any of them, Ivellas tries to learn some information about the area and the labyrinth.*
((Gather Info: 1d20 = 10))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jan 28, 2006 12:02 am
At the local tavern, Ivellas is able to hear the following rumors... "The Labyrinth is where the knights used to train. Without the knights, it's just another dungeon full of monsters..." "You need permission from the king to enter the Labyrinth."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Jan 28, 2006 5:34 am
Myala exits the craft, quite frankly glad to be on the ground once again. The lovely priestess accompanies Ivellas to the tavern, but waits a little while to enter. Once inside, she puts away her weapon and shield so she will not attract negative attention. She applies her charms – being as polite as possible while asking about the town and the labyrinth.
((I think she would be able to ask around the tavern as well...
Gather Information: 18 + 2 = 20))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jan 30, 2006 2:58 am
"A group of suspicious characters have been seen skulking around the Labyrinth." "Hey baby, you looking for a good... What? You can't because you're a travelling war-priestess??? Well... That's one of the more creative rejections I've heard..."
"The Labyrinth used to be a proving ground for Knights. Now it's basically a proving ground for thei... Er, 'treasure hunters' looking to snag some of the legendary weapons and treasure said to lie within."
"Did you hear??? Prince Medion, the estranged prince of the Destonian Empire came through here recently. He was accompanied by a small group of soldiers, I wonder why he'd visit our little kingdom?"
"Gaaaah! I was travelling through the forest to get here and damn near was killed! A group of undead with Ancient weapons was fighting with a group of soldiers with the same kind of weapons! Where the hell did they get them???"
"That damn Swiftjoke... He made a deal with the local alchemist to be her sole supplier, and now she can afford to lower her prices to half of what the rest of us have to charge! Oh, but I saw the look in his eyes... He wants to be that hussy's 'sole supplier' in more ways than one!"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:26 am
After gathering some information and listening to various rumors, she leaves the tavern. Later on, Myala reports what she had heard to Ivellas.

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Jan 30, 2006 8:12 pm
*Kyuu is disappointed by Thornwood's lack of any magical center. They seemed so... uncivilized. Kyuu attempts to chat up any townspeople he can find on the "streets" of Thornwood, if they could be called that. He disdained taverns and drinking, and he had no use of any of the stores... though he saw a sign that read "Alkemist." Maybe he could try in there...
Kyuu enters the store to find it more like a grandiose tent than any kind of store. Baubles and other items sit on shelves and hang from rope holders. Kyuu approaches the shopkeeper with a smile on his face, and after a short greeting, begins to ask her about the area, how long she's been here, and what she knows about this Labyrinth. After she tells him whatever she lets him know, Kyuu hurries back to Ivellas.*
((Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 = 8 + 9 = 17.
Gather Information: 1d20 + 4 = 16 + 4 = 20, unless I get anything for making a good Diplomacy check.))
*Thaske, having been away from the comfort of a church for some time makes his way for Thornwood's quickly upon his arrival. Soon after entering the doors of the church, Thaske kneels onto the sanctified ground beneath him and quietly thrice recites prayers unto the light. Approaching the priest when he is not busy, Thaske asks for aid in the remission of any transgressions he may have made. Thaske then explains to the priest his purpose in Thornwood and asks of any advice and/or counsel he may offer.*
((Attempt to be unoffensive in a strange town whose religious customs may differ from his own.
Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 14 = 9 + 14 = 23.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 12 = 9 + 12 = 21.
Gather Information: 1d20 + 2 = 20 + 2 = 22.))
*Thaske thanks the priest and wishes him the blessing of the light when they are finished. Upon exiting, Thaske returns to the group's designated gather point to relay what he has learned.*
*Ivellas stops to ponder for a moment upon all the information being brought to him. It appears that their first goal would be to make their way to Thornwood Castle. The news of a monumentous figure, Prince Medion of Destonia, complicated things further. Why would he be here of all places? It would be no matter. They would learn of this in time.*
: Friends, it looks like we're going to the castle. I hope you haven't gotten too comfortable, since it looks like our stay here is going to be short.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jan 30, 2006 10:35 pm
It's a short hour trip to Thornwood Castle, an elegant structure of mostly white stone, a series of conical towers rising from the keep. "Halt! State your business," the gate guard instructs.

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Jan 31, 2006 1:02 am
: We seek an audience with your king in regards to the labyrinth.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jan 31, 2006 9:49 pm
The guard looks over your rag-tag band and sniffs. "And who may I say is asking?"

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Jan 31, 2006 10:18 pm
*Ivellas quickly turns his head to look behind him at his group, raises an eyebrow, runs his right hand through his hair, and then turns back to the guard. With an air of dignity and pride, Ivellas returns the guard's question. They would not be snubbed*
: Ivellas of Guardiana, commander of the Guardiana Defense Force and successors of its Shining Force.
*As he speaks, Ivellas fluidly moves his right hand over the symbol of Guardiana emblazoned on his armor.*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jan 31, 2006 10:44 pm
"This rabble calls itself a Shining Force? What a joke!" the guard says as he laughs heartily. "No, if I let you in, who'd clean up the mess?"

Posted by: Cyrus Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:42 pm
[This space to be filled later. Just know that Rue has a 37 Diplomacy check, and we're getting into that place if it's the last thing I do.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:53 pm
Felix looks up in awe as Rue begins to talk of "___" and "___" not to mention "___". Smiling slightly as Rue finishes, the halfling nods at the guards with bright eyes. That was easier than I thought it would be... The Fighter prepares to meet the King by straightening his equipment, glancing around he frowns and speaks sadly and softly, "I wonder if he can help us save the queen..."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Feb 03, 2006 2:03 am
*What a smooth talker,* Myala thinks to herself. She removes a small cloth from her pocket and begins to wipe any spots of dirt off of her armor. After all the dirt is off, she shines it a bit as well and returns the cloth to her pocket. Concerned with making a good impression, the priestess also dusts off her clothes and straightens out her gear. While watching for the guards reaction, she runs her hand over her hair to straighten it out and keeps a smile on her face.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Feb 04, 2006 3:05 am

QUOTE (Cyrus @ Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:42 pm)
[This space to be filled later. Just know that Rue has a 37 Diplomacy check, and we're getting into that place if it's the last thing I do.]

The guards wait as Rue pushes his way forward, figuring such a dignified person would no doubt have some wise words to say that might shed some light on what was going on.
And they wait...
And they wait...
And they wait.
"GAH!" one of the guards finally says. "This one's a mute!"
"Come now, is there anyone that can speak up and make sense here?" the other guard says.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Feb 04, 2006 4:12 am
*Ivellas contorts his lips tightly. The left corner of his mouth turns downward into a half-frown. Anyone can tell he is displeased with the current course events have taken.* *Realizing that things weren't going so well for them, Kyuu decided to step forward. While not so sure he could be of much help, people seemed to listen when he had something to say. Grabbing the sides of his robes and pulling downward to straighten them, Kyuu clears his throat and straigtens his posture, standing as tall as he can.*
: Excuse my intrusion, but would your king advocate such rudeness to travellers beseeching his request? I pray not. We have come such a long way and expended many resources to aid a friend and to vanquish the evil besieging not only our own home, but yours and all of Rune as well. If you have a heart and a care for your home and loved ones, I beseech you, on the behalf of our band, to grant us an audience with your liege.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Feb 04, 2006 4:40 am
"Beggin' yer pardon sir mage, but when someone claims to be a member of the Shining Force an' is wearing naught but rags and the like... Eh, we thought it a bit insulting to the legend it all. Apologies. I'll get the Minister, he'll decide if you are to see the King," the guard says, leaving only to return a few minutes later with a man in courtly garb, a large cylindrical hat marking his station as Minister of the Court.
"Yes?" he asks. "You wish an audience?"

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