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Aid another on the diplomacy
Karkalla nods along with Toxim's speach before adding in elven "If nothing else you should at least speak to Lavinia our boss"
The elf head comes up at Daurros words and he studies the mages face "Sabe de Camazotz? " He rasps " Tinha pensado que Conhecimento dele muito tempo perdeu a a vida" He lifts his and and the idol floats free of the dead and drifts to his hand. "Aqui tome este e sua bugiganga' He says holding both the amulet and the Idol to Daurros "Alguém que sabe de Camazotz deve pelotões de civis armados os e eles j@*eram esquecido suficientemente longo"
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Daurros takes the amulet and idol, and seems moved by the elf's gesture. "My thanks, Honored Elder. You are most kind. I assure you they will be treated with the utmost respect." He looks to Toxim, "Can you translate for me?"
The elf shacks it's head."Não há necessidade de eu pensar. Contanto que eu esperava, eu não sei. talvez se você voltar desta forma eu estarei pronto e talvez eu possa falar com seu mestre, em seguida."
He nods to Daurros and speaks "Eles foram esquecidos por tanto tempo, você tem me dado muito que pensar. viaja feliz para você" with that he walk back into the Ruins, disappearing from sight.
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They have lain forgotten for so long, You have given me much to think about.Safe travels to you
Your walk back is hot, but safe as you encounter No animals or hostile forces. It's close to dusk when you return to the beach, which seems empty save your boat and the men waiting to row you back to the sea wyvern. As you get closer you can see It's Kol and Jasper from the jade ravens "Lavina though ya might av got lost so sent use to watch" Kol yells with a grin. Until he sees Urol and arch an eyebrow 'uMMM wasn't that one more...umm active when you left?
"Yeah he was lets just say we ran inta a spot of bother." Karkalla replies.
Finn looks terrible -- whether it's the oppressive heat, or the labour of dragging Urol's petrified form, or the drubbing he received at the hands of the elven mummy, his complexion looks even greyer than it has of late and he looks sweaty and ill.
"See that Urol gets carefully packed with the rest of the cargo. We don't want him to get chipped before we reach Farshore. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to string a hammock on deck and take a rest. I feel rather poorly all of a sudden." Once they reach the ship, Finn stumbles off to retire early.
"Guess we better go and tell Lavina what happened then."
Toxim is in a somber mood. He waits impatiently to return to the Sea Wyvern and their journey.
Guard helps Finn get Urol back on the ship.
Back there, he heads pretty much straight down below, to his anvil and hammer, to get the dents and bruises out of his armor.
After some hours of working the hammer, he gets over himself and goes to ask Daurros to help him getting his mind more resilient against such attacks as the ones the giant elf targeted him with.
Guard helps Finn get Urol back on the ship.
Back there, he heads pretty much straight down below, to his anvil and hammer, to get the dents and bruises out of his armor.
After some hours of working the hammer, he gets over himself and goes to ask Daurros to help him getting his mind more resilient against such attacks as the ones the giant elf targeted him with.
"Of course, my friend. What exactly did you have in mind? I have some spells that may be of some use; protection from evil comes to mind. I can also craft you a cloak like the one I wear, which helps enhance your resistance to most attacks."
".....Scratch that Guess I better go tell Lavina what happened" Karkalla then goes to find the boss lady
"Of course, my friend. What exactly did you have in mind? I have some spells that may be of some use; protection from evil comes to mind. I can also craft you a cloak like the one I wear, which helps enhance your resistance to most attacks."
"Interesting... I thought of something completely different. You don't have any ... techniques to strengthen your mind against such attacks?
Or maybe you could throw such spells at me and I learn to brace myself against them?But the cloak might really be a good idea..."
"Of course, my friend. What exactly did you have in mind? I have some spells that may be of some use; protection from evil comes to mind. I can also craft you a cloak like the one I wear, which helps enhance your resistance to most attacks.""Interesting... I thought of something completely different. You don't have any ... techniques to strengthen your mind against such attacks?
Or maybe you could throw such spells at me and I learn to brace myself against them?
But the cloak might really be a good idea..."
Daurros thinks a moment. "No, not really; I find that the act of studyig magic itself seems to shield the mind better from attacks of that kind. Sort of a side effect, if you will. But ... I think you may have something about bracing yourself against magic of that type. As constant exposure to small doses of toxic substances may lead a person to develop immunity, so too might constant barrages of mind-affecting spells develop a resistance to them."
Daurros is willing to help Guard train, and has several spells that would fit the bill.
While the party was away the crew of the ship under the command of Amella had sent people inland to hunt for fresh water and possible timber to repair the damage done by the Ooze.
She presents the list to Ardanto seen after he comes back aboard. She also notes the crew had found some good timber and thinks it might be a good ideal to anchor here another day or so and complete repairs.
Most of the crew seems a bit put down at the state of Urol, he was eccentric but well liked, except Avner who makes a comment "about him making a fine lawn stature for birds too nest on." A comment that gets him dark looks from some of the crew.
Even as some of the group makes way to report the incident to Lavinia word of your exploits are starting to circle around the crew. And Ardanto is most likely non to shy about explaing his greatness, along with the others to the crew.
As Finn goes to his cabin to crash Avner makes a comment about him "Looking like a 2 cp whore after a night with the crew" and suggests Rum to fix that. Ardanto's Rum in fact.
Guard and Daurros talk over ways to improve Guards ablitys, they Notice Arainn watching them closely when on deck. Her skull marked face staring at them with great intent. But she seems to make herself busy when they look up.
I'll sit with Finn a while. He plans on sleeping, but if he can't sleep, I want to be there for him. It's ok if he does fall asleep. I'll just sit for a while.
I'll ask Kaskus if he'd like to go hunting with me. I'd like to bring back something nice and throw a party in Urol's honor.
I'll see if Morpere, the cook, if knows any exotic dishes we could gather the ingredients for.
Guard looks to Daurros, searching for hints if he notices Arainn's behaviour as well. As soon as the warforged is sure of that, he starts walking a bit with Daurros, looking if the female follows.
I'll sit with Finn a while. He plans on sleeping, but if he can't sleep, I want to be there for him. It's ok if he does fall asleep. I'll just sit for a while.
Finn falls asleep fairly quickly, seemingly exhausted. His sleep is troubled, however, and he tosses and turns, moaning incoherently.
Suddenly he cries out in his sleep and his hands fly to his face, sprouting cruel claws. Before Toxim can stop him, he tears at his flesh...
...revealing grey scaly skin underneath, like a snake or lizard.
Arainn's does not follow but does seems to play close attention to you.You are sure shes was not evil, but to most people her gaze would be called unsettling.
Morpere Is pleased to tell Toxim he knows many fine dishes,What he lacks is a good meat, oh he has dried meat and fish, but boar would be ideal.
As Karkalla, and Ardanto are climbing into the boat with Jasper and kol Avner comes screaming from the cabin "He's a monster!" he screeches knocking over Denas and Ben Dagwood and plowing into Amella sending both him and her over the rail into the water
After all thats happened, most of the crew start scrambling toward belaying pins and the Baillsta.
Toxim's Journal
Journey to the Isle of Dread
Day 39
Our expedition suffered a tragic loss today. Urol was turned to stone by a basilisk. Everyone felt the weight of the loss, except for that loathsome Abner. Cutting off his hair was not enough; I must continue to come up with ways to make his a life miserable for the rest of our journey. He deserves it. I watch over Finn as I write this. He was more affected by this than he would admit and I hope my presence gives him some comfort. There is so much more that I want to say, but my melancholy won’t allow me. I take my rest.
"Ah fer........What is it now?" Karkalla shouts to the others.
I jump up and throws himself at Finn. This is real smart, Toxim. he thinks to himself. "Khyber's Bones, Finn, you are not doing this! This is not going to happen!"
Amella is now treading in the water cursing up a blue streak "You incompetent, son of a half copper whore!!" she screams as near by Aver threshing in the water "Help!, glug..help" he screams as he bobs in the water, looking like he may go under any moment.
Karkalla not seeing to many other options at the moment jumps into the water to try and pull Anver out.
Finn murmurs as his eyes flutter open.
"What...what is all the yelling...I..."
He looks down at his hands which still have strips of torn skin clinging to them. His eyes widen in shock.
"Oh no...no... Did I attack Avner in my sleep? The Silver Flame protect my soul, I swear I didn't mean it. I swear!"
Karkalla grabs Avner gaining a bloody li[p as she does so. He's trashing and screaming"Somethings got me! help, help!" he screams slamming his elbow into her ribs
"No, you didn't attack anyone, but yourself. You were tearing at your skin. Look." Toxim points to Finn's claws and where the scales are showing through his skin and clothes. How do you feel?"
"Anver ya brain dead slob I'm trying ta help ya so calm down or ya will end up drowning.
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Assuming she is able to calm Anver she looks to see how Amella is doing.
"No, you didn't attack anyone, but yourself. You were tearing at your skin. Look." Toxim points to Finn's claws and where the scales are showing through his skin and clothes. How do you feel?"
"What? I don't understand --"
He touches his face and pulls his hands quickly away when he feels the strange skin. He rushes to the cabinet and begins ransacking it frantically.
"Avner's looking glass. Where is it?"
He finds a small mirror and gazes at his face and gives a howl of misery.
"No...NO...NOOO!!! Just like Father Feres. But no chirurgeon can cut the taint from me."
He throws the mirror into the corner where it shatters. Then he starts picking more shreds of skin from his body, revealing that the scaly skin is everywhere, not just on his face.
"Toxim...what can I do?"
"The first thing is calm down. We'll get Daurros and Thoven in here to take a look at you. They'll know what to do."
Toxim worries that he'll have to put his training against demons to use against his friend. "Finn, the fact that you're worried about it is a good thing. As long as you're worried about becoming a pawn of Xoriat, you'll be ok." Toxim tries to sound casual and upbeat as his hand rests on the handle of his blade.
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"Xoriat has nothing to do with it, as it did with Father Feres. The taint I have comes from the demons of Khyber; they have interbred with my family for generations. That's why I had to flee from there. But now you can see that, even if I were to fly across the globe, I cannot escape my heritage."
He collapses on the bed, twining his fingers in his hair as though trying to keep his head from flying apart.
Hearing the commotion while investigating the amulet and idol the elf gave us (identify the amulet, and take 10 on any relevant knowledge and Appraise checks for the idol), Daurros comes into the room with Toxim and Finn. Daurros sees Finn, and rather than being concerned or frightened, he's actually rather intrigued. "Wow. Very interesting. You say this sort of thing has been happening in your family for generations, Finn? I'm guessing this fiendish heritage is likely responsible for the bit of arcane magic you can use, as if that wasn't obvious."
Daurros comes over and begins looking him over, seeing if he can recall any additional information about what this condition may be.
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"Oh, and someone needs to shut up that fool up there on deck [not realizing Avner went overboard] before we have a spooked crew and possible mutiney on our hands. I also wouldn't recommend we let Amella see Finn just yet; I get the impression she may not be as fond of his new shape."
"Yes, my ability with magic was considered a 'blessing', but it may as well be a curse. And as far as letting others see me in this state, I have no desire to let that happen. I'll muffle myself in my cloak, even if it means stifling to death!"
To demonstrate, Finn pulls the hood of his cloak far over his face. It's hardly inconspicuous, but it does conceal his features somewhat.
"First, the silver lining is that you're not being consumed by Khyber." Toxim makes eye contact with Finn as he pauses to let the ramifications of that sink in. "So you can cut the hysterics. As for the change of appearance, why not just act as if nothing's changed. I'm sure we can get Amella to go along with it. The rest of the crew will probably ok with it once they realize that it messes with Abner. Or you could have a friendly chat with him and convince him that it's in his best interest to keep quiet about." Here Toxim gives a conspiratorial wink. "As long as we don't bring attention to it, the rest of the crew will come to accept it. Of that I am sure."
Finn's face is set in a grim frown. "I think you overestimate the tolerance of a superstitious common sailor. And who are you to say that I'm not being consumed? You haven't seen some of the...things--" Finn shudders "--in my family. If my body goes first, then what is next? My sanity? My own immortal soul?"
At length he sighs. "You're right that I can't hide myself forever. But I'm at a loss as to how to explain my hideous transformation."
"If you were being consumed you wouldn't be worried about it. Then I would be worried." Toxim turns to Daurros for support of either his argument or his line of thinking. "And not explaining it is the whole point. No matter what they're told, they will come up with their own stories. So don't tell them anything and act as thought everything is ok. When someone questions it or calls us on it, we come down on them hard. In time, they'll just accept it as fact and move on."
---In the water----
Karkalla gets Avener calmed down and toward the boat, Kol and Jasper reach down to haul the drenched noble into the boat. Amella seems to be swimming along side the ship, looking none to happy "Wat'ch starring at ya deck apes! Throw me a line!" she yells to the crew on the deck who scramble to pitch a line into the sea.
----Inside----
Daurros is coming up a blank without knowing more of Finn's linage, there are just to many types a fiends scattered about the plans and Eberron herself.
He does know however that increased use of magic in those of sorceress blood does sometime bring out characteristics of the bloodline. Which seem to be the case here, not that you recall them being this intense.
Finn shrugs gloomily and agrees to come up to the deck, still carefully muffled in his cloak.
"Wait until we can speak with those who need to be in on this. The show of solidarity is important. Don't worry, Finn. You'll be ok, and we'll be here for you. Oh, and if you could mess with Abner, that would be great."
Having rescued Anver from the water Karkalla now goes to see what the cause of all the screaming was.
Avner is in the boat thrashing as Amella climbs back to the deck "Any chance we can throw this one back?" Kol asks Ardanto with a smile pointing at the dripping noble as Jasper reaches out to help Karkalla aboard.
A few crewmen seem to approach the cabin as Finn and Toxim step from it,Velous and Avos are the first at the scene. Seeing Finn Avos makes a sign of warding as Velouse yells for a healer. Makeing her way dripping to the deck Amella yells "Just what in the name o' th' gods is going on here!' she says with a glare of real anger in her eyes.
"No five minutes of nothingness? Must there be action everywhen?" Guard speaks, more to himself than to anyone else.
"I'm tired. What is it now?" he demands to know with his booming voice, steping closer to the commotion.
Seeing the changed Finn he at first doesn't even recognise him, but noticing Toxim besides he is not too disturbed.
"Had a bad dream, did ya? You look like worse than Vash after a night without rum... heheh"
Muffled in his cloak, Finn replies in a low voice: "Avner was startled by my appearance. I assure you, Avner, there's nothing to be frightened of."
"What's wrong Abner? Woke up on the wrong side of the bottle? You really should lay off the stuff, you're starting to get a reputation." Toxim makes an attempt to get people on Finn's side by making fun of Avner.