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D&D II Act One Scene IV(a) - The Dead in Osinzir

Fourier

The gondolas ascend to the top of the bridge, which spans about half a kilometer stretching over to the palace.

About a thousand armed guards line the bridge, arranged in pairs on each side. Dotted among the guards are statues of the nations former rulers.

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Fourier

Banjo wrote: »

She makes a lewd but unrecognisable hand gesture that gives far too much away about the debased nature of activities on the plane of shadows.

OOC: At who?

Banjo

"go round? You sure there's a reason you brought me up here, other than your psychotic need to see me broke and homeless? Oh I see. You reckon those gold dragons and the dwarfs were... You know... "
She makes a lewd but unrecognisable hand gesture that gives far too much away about the debased nature of activities on the plane of shadows.

"Good thinking. Ok, round we go."
And around she goes.

Fourier

Hetyaro indicates that Retula is to go around the castle. The dragons lie quite a distance from her and Hetyaro.

Suddenly a blue spherical portal opens in the courtyard. The Osinzir guards seem unconcerned.

Banjo

"ok beaky chops, which way now?"

If convenient she'll hail the dragons.

Fourier

He simply lies dead in the snow, represented beautifully by chiseled quartz.

Retula crosses the bridge, the giant castle in front of her. More guards line the path up to the front gate. Near the gate are two mature golden dragons.

Banjo

She'll do her best to memorize faces. Any indication what killed the lover?

And then over the bridge we go

Fourier

The statues are about the height of ten men. Most of the rulers are in the same expressionless pose, in robes, looking forward. Some of the more interesting ones show dramatic scenes from their life. A man leaping with fire in his hands, another strangling a demon, a woman holding her lover as a robed figure hovers over them both.

The guards are armed with steel Qiangs.

Banjo

Retula pats Mr H on the neck, whispering
"I'll take the 500 on the left you ta- what? Ok fine, let's just use the bridge."

She crosses, taking a good look at the statues - if this all goes badly she might be meeting some of them later. She also notes how the guards are armed.