Fourier wrote: » Vrakrash, Iuric and Karinth emerge onto a strange structure. A giant rib cage floating in a void. It extends far into the distance, where after the animals neck bones lead to a stoney platform several miles away. Beneath them they see a massive doughnut like object with patches of blue, green and brown. Within the doughnut a small star. "Quite the sight..." Karinth says staring.
Necrominus wrote: » Vrakrash taps the rib cage with the butt of his axe whilst proceeding a little further. 'Mags would make an AMAZING tune as he walked I expect... unfortunately I ain't musically inclined.'
Necrominus wrote: » Vrakrash backtracks a little and checks to see if any of the rib cage bones are loose. 'Ser Boros, with a little help - perhaps we could make a temporary bridge as opposed to jumping the gap. Although....' Vrakrash lightly jumps upwards, testing how lighter he may or may not be.
Fourier wrote: » He ascends to about four times his own height, before slowly drifting down.
Necrominus wrote: » OOC: this was all about Vrakrash disrobing... AGAIN... wasn't it :pac:
Fourier wrote: » OOC: If you without any suggestions from me decide to handle a jump by getting nude who am I to stop you? STR(Athletics) check, advantage
Necrominus wrote: » Vrakrash takes his 50 foot of rope out from his pack and starts unfurling it towards Ser Boros. He loops his end around the skeleton and ties a knot as best he can, holding onto the rope as well. 'Try to catch this Ser Boros!!'
Fourier wrote: » Ser Boros swings his sword to propel himself toward the rope. He doesn't manage to get much power into it, but thanks to Vrakrash's decent aim the rope lies close enough to him and he grabs on. As he steps onto the platform he stands and places his hand on Vrakrash. "Back on Mystara there was a saying: Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay home and tend his garden in content, for this wide world has no greater wonder. I'm not sure now that I have seen your buttocks gliding across a field of stars should I retire from the adventuring life, but certainly I have seen much. Thank you dragon"
Evade wrote: » Iuric attempts to clear the jump on Scinfaxi.
Fourier wrote: » Ser Boros wanders ahead to the stone platform which seems to house more than forty gateways. "Here is Mystara!" He shouts looking at the similarly doughnut shaped visage of his world. "And Toril..." he continues looking at the gateways.
Necrominus wrote: » Vrakrash catches up to Ser Boros and examines the gates. 'Any marked... Ursula? I feel that is where we should go next, once Iuric and I have our discussion... it seems important.' Vrakrash sits down and waits for Iuric whilst scanning the gates for anything Ursula related.
OldGoat wrote: » Mags asks Stroupy to check out the cells while he goes over to the pit and looks over the wall into the light. He is unable to resist the age old orc tradition of letting a long line of drool stretch from his mouth till it snaps and then watch it fall into the depths.
Fourier wrote: » "Cells seem to be long empty Mags, nothing but bones here" The light glows when the spit vanishes into its depths. "Mags?" a voice echoes from the depths.
OldGoat wrote: » "Yes? Haloooooo! Who's there, do you need help getting out? ... Sorry for spitting on you."
OldGoat wrote: » "The voice of a whole plane? Now thats impressive. I met a music god once and you must be nearly as powerful. As for your inhabitants not visiting so much any more, wel, to be fair it's not very welcoming up here at the moment. Cells, long disused and containing bones. It's a bit offputting. A bit of re-modling might help attract some company. This is really exciting for me too you realise. I've been hearing music eminating from around the tower and now from here. Are you creating that or just moulding the existing natural harmonies of the multiplane? ... Would you like a cup of tea? My jinn is very good with Earl Grey."
Necrominus wrote: » 'Any marked... Ursula? I feel that is where we should go next, once Iuric and I have our discussion... it seems important.'
Evade wrote: » "I must ask you to release me from the oath I swore to you before we entered this place. I have been... instructed to aid Retula and Karinth against Ursula and that may be at odds with whatever it is you need to do." Iuric sighs and shakes his head slightly "If I was not so sure that was indeed Mesharum I would, could, not believe Retula was on the side of law and order in this situation." OOC: Iuric is back wearing the shiny Mesharum armour instead of the edgy dark set.
Fourier wrote: » "Yes, a bit run down I agree. They built a prison over here. Can you believe it. In times past this is where the people use to beseech me. Of course dwarves being dwarves they learned to harness my power, there stonework was stronger here and here they could house the planes worst criminals. You are obviously well studied in the Music to ask such a question, I am closer to your second guess, in a sense I am a natural confluence of an infinitude of harmonies. However now I am in danger and only the right conductor can lead me out of it. There was one, who sung with my music, she would not understand it that way, but it was true nonetheless. However she was influenced and is now being used against me. I may soon fall apart Mags, my essence used to fuel another plane's formation, an unnatural one, will you be my conductor?" A blue effect overtakes the room, an enormous women in a blue robe and a white mask appears. "Do not do it Mags, join me, conduct my plane's music and you will be a god!" And in his hand Mags feels Steerpike stir, it trusts him and it lets him know what it is...OOC: Secret PM soon
