Bastarache, Welcome to the Nightmare

Game Master Rysky

Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Will: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 2 + 2 = 14

Of course

Yelenn freezes in place, her face betraying confusion and....something else.....warring expressions on her face.

She bluescreened, Mylyna, she gonna need a reboot.

"What do you see?"

"I...everything is telling me this is an illusion....at least academically but......it's so real I....I don't know." Yelenn says distractedly.

"So the wall isn't real?" says Yasmin. She steps closer and pushes her hand against it.

Yasmin’s hand promptly disappears into the wall.

Yelenn's eyes widen in surprise as Yasmin effortlessly pierces the barrier of the solid wall.

Mylyna looked at the confused Yelenn in curiosity. She didn't understand what was happening, Mylyna wasn't a thinker after all, and she leaned forward to wrap her arms around the other woman in comfort as she was unsure of what else to do. She listened as Yasmin and Yelenn spoke and then was startled when the other woman stuck her hand into the wall.

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

With a clap of delight Mylyna said, "That was amazing Yasmin, do it again!" It seemed that Mylyna thought it was some kind of a trick.

"Let's go see what's on the other side!" says Yasmin eagerly, and she leans forward and attempts to plunge through the illusionary wall.

As Mylyna wraps her arms around her, Yelenn relaxes a bit, much of the tension leaving her body as a smile crosses her lips. When Yasmin willfully plunges through the barrier, the magus takes a deep breath. "Just close your eyes and trust me." she says to Mylyna, taking her hand. Closing her eyes, she walks slowly toward the sound of Yasmin's voice.

Plunging through the other side Yasmin followed by the other two women are met by a pleasant warmth as you step into an ally inbetween two buildings that opens to a much larger street guarded by more buildings.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

"Oooohhh! This is....beautiful......like a dream." Yelenn says looking around.

"Mmm..." says Yasmin thoughtfully. "When I was in... the other space before I arrived on the island, it was suffused with a lovely indigo coloring. I wonder if this is something similar? This area... touched by a hint of something otherworldly?"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

She turns her head to one side and says, "Did you hear that? Sounded like a call for help, maybe? We should be careful, but still..."

Yelenn turns to look at Yasmin, having not heard anything herself, looking to Mylyna to see if she'd heard anything. "If it sounds like somebody in distress, it would be worth looking into."

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Mylyna let Yelenn lead her through the wall. It was strange walking through something that seemed so solid. She found herself delighting in the feel of the sun on her skin and scales. It was so warm and bright and she wanted to simply lay out and relax for a while to warm her body more. "It feels sooooo nice here Yelenn."

The magus breaks into a warm smile. "I know. We can relax and enjoy it more once we know it's safe okay?" she says squeezing Mylyna's hand. Turning to Yelenn she gives their new companion a questioning look, "Which way did the sound seem to come from?"

Yasmin frowns slightly. "I can't quite place it - it was faint. Maybe if we can figure out what kind of town we've landed in? What are all these buildings - homes, shops... ?"

"Hmm.. " Yelenn says looking at the buildings.

Knowledge History?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Wow! We suck at skills. lol

The cobblestone roads and buildings are certainly indicative of a higher end neighborhood in a city, but there’s not enough details or stylistic decisions for Yelenn to surmise what specific country the architecture is from.

"I'm not sure, though they do seem high class." Yelenn responds with a shrug.

Are there any other people evident? Any sounds of travel or commerce other than the tiny call for help heard earlier?

With your Perception results not immediately no, but then you are back in a alley.

"I guess we can just pick a direction and explore" Yelenn says looking down the alley.

Yasmin takes Yelenn's suggestion seriously and hikes up her bag, rests her bow on her shoulder, and strides down the alleyway and into the main street. She watches cautiously in case of any puddles of mud or water, to keep from accidentally stepping in something foul.

Following Yasmin's lead, Yelenn keps her hand on the hilt of her sword, looking around as the trio make their way down the alley.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Because why should I expect anything else. lol

Nodding in agreement Mylyna followed closely behind her friends as they began to explore the town.

Moving out of the small alley into the much larger alley showcasing the backsides of the tall building the ladies move down the street before seeing a path to the right, leading into a more open part of the city.

While the alley continues on looking down the path seems to take one to a marketplace of some sort, or at the very least a place where you down't have monoliths of stone and wood and glass towering over you.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Mylyna stopped with a start and looked around as she heard it. "That person, the one needing help, it's near here." She began to move in the direction she thought the voice came from, her hips swishing side to side as she slithered in that direction.

Slithering out into the open Mylyna is met with more warmth from the brightness above, completely unobstructed as the buildings and stalls are shorter in stature. There even appear to be people staffing the stalls, though the rest of streets are empty at the moment.

While there are many paths to navigate through the city now the two most prominent ones seem to go to a nearby park, and the other to a grouping of large and official looking manors.

Mylyna was startled to see people in the market. She wasn't sure why she should be but she was none the less. She looked around in thought as she wondered which way to go, and took in the vendors and stalls, while calling to her friends, "Hey, there are people here!"

What kind of people, human people, elf people, people people?

People people

”Oh my, what a lovely costume!” a middle-aged human woman working one of the stalls calls out to Mylyna when she notices her.

Mylyna paused in her movements to look at the middleaged woman and aasked, "Costume?" She seemed confused for a moment and then said, "You mean this?" She gave a slight tug on her meager and tattered top, "That's just what's left of my clothes. Harem clothes don't last in the wilds."

"Yeah, there's not much they left to the imagination, I hope you're not chilly with just that but the rest of it is probably keeping you warm." she continues while motioning to Mylyna's tail. "What kind of play are you going to be in? It's been awhile but the Duchess always brings in the best performers."

Looking the Lamae up and down she crosses her arms before tilting her head. "I honestly can't tell if you're supposed to be a monster or a seductress, regardless the costume is magnificent, props to whoever made it-wait! Are you supposed to be one of those, what they called, nymphs? No, succubus? No wait..."

Following Mylyna, (and quite enjoying the process), Yelenn takes in the square, coming to a halt as the middle aged woman speaks up. "Hello ma'am"

Beginning to put the conversation together, her eyes widen, one hand resting on Mylyna's coils as she leans close."Definitely seductress don't you think?" she says with a wink.

"Oh, hello miss," she says in gretting to Yelenn, "Are you going to be in the play with your friend too, or are you her bodyguard?"

"You could say that." Yelenn replies, with a smile....."Keep people from getting handsy"

Leaning close she whispers" Definitely seductress"

so far everything I've said is true

Mylyna looked at the woman strangely, it seemed maybe she was slow or something. Granted people said that about Mylyna but she figured they were just jealous of her good looks. "Um, I'm a lamae and I don't know about a play." She considered what more to say when Yelenn approached and spoke with the woman and it dawned on her the woman thought her coils were fake too. Mylyna slithered around partway and said, "These are real see?" She shifted her coils so they would mound up and raised a portion for the woman to touch. "And a seductress is what I am, it's what I was called at one time."

Hehe, yep.

The vendor promptly nods. "I can see an outfit like that causing a stir, though you shouldn't have to worry about any degenerates here... though you can never tell with people."

When Yelenn further codifies Mylyna's role the woman gets a smirk and pumps her arm, proud in her own deduction ability.

Mylyna looked at the woman strangely, it seemed maybe she was slow or something. Granted people said that about Mylyna but she figured they were just jealous of her good looks. "Um, I'm a lamae and I don't know about a play." She considered what more to say when Yelenn approached and spoke with the woman and it dawned on her the woman thought her coils were fake too. Mylyna slithered around partway and said, "These are real see?" She shifted her coils so they would mound up and raised a portion for the woman to touch. "And a seductress is what I am, it's what I was called at one time."

"A play about a lamae?" the woman repeats what she hears.

When said Lamae offers up a coil to touch the woman looks astonished before quickly wiping her hands on her rough smock in order to touch the scales, not wanting to get the "costume" dirty. "You're right! These are realistic! Is magic involved, or are you not allowed to say, theatre trade secrets and all that?" she continues, positively giddy.

Yasmin turns and tilts her head to one side, as if to encourage the group to keep moving, but then she pauses and says, "By the way, miss, if it's not too much trouble, could you point us toward the textile merchants? We seem to have gotten turned around."

Yasmin fixes Yelenn and Mylyna with a gaze that implies maybe we shouldn't let her know we're strangers and exiles.

Ripped from her thoughts the vendor freezes for a moment before pointing to a building near the end of the street almost falling into another. ”Anna runs a wonderful boutique down there, if she doesn’t have what you’re looking for or you’re needing materials she’d know the best place to send ya, you can trust, a right proper lass, her.”

After giving directions she seems to notice something on her stall, reaching down she picks up a piece of fruit, red and lumpy, certainly not an apple, and begins gently wiping it. ”Could have sworn I saw a smudge.” she mumbles.

Returning Yamin's glance, Yelenn nods, taking Mylyna's hand and leading them in the direction the woman had indicated."Some people's minds only allow them to see what they're willing to see,"Yelenn explains to the lamae. "You happen to be amazing beyond her ability to comprehend."she says giving her companion a quick kiss.

"It might be better to just let them assume whatever let's us blend in. They may not be so kind if they know we're exiles."

"Thank you very much!" says Yasmin to the vendor. She gives the woman a brief wave, then turns in the direction that the woman pointed.

As the group makes its way down the street of stalls, Yasmin adds to her companions, "At least we speak the same language. Should we try to find lodgings and surreptitiously learn more about this unexpected town? I don't know why we're finding a town in the middle of a cursed island of exiles... it seems strange."

"Considering before this was a beach, that led to an island that led to a tunnel that came out into an ancient forest....strange is apparently what passes for normal here." Yelenn replies. "But yes, finding lodging might be a good idea."

Yasmin keeps her eyes peeled for anything that might be an inn, traveler's rest, coaching house... some place that might rent to strangers.

She also looks for the fabric-and-garment shop that was pointed out, because honestly, Mylyna is in dire need of something that keeps the world from staring at her even more.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Yelenn might disagree...but I suppose you have a point. lol

Mylyna's the one with points, two of them to be exact, that are drawing all kinds of attention, positive and negative! But probably not as much as her, y'know, tail. Regardless, we'd better find a home base, or else we'll have to figure out if we can leave the way we came!

Yelenn studies the crowd, keeping her eyes on the people native to this area and their reactions to the trio.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18