The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

Yrrin reports through the link...

"A huge source of evil left the villiage this way..."

Quote fireclaw: " Yrrin

As Yrrin sweeps the area with his special sight, he /does/ in fact register a lingering dim aura of evil centered near to the middle of the town. The aura itself appears to be residue either from the destruction of a powerful evil creature, or a similarily powerful Evil aligned spell being cast in the area. The lingering aura seems to centered in the area where the signs of combat/struggle are most apparent. Also moving away from this central area appears to be something massive being dragged into the wilds."

"But. I wanted my first time to be special with someone I love and loves me back ... I ... I didn't keep Johnny off of me to do this now...."
He puts a frozen fish filet in his mouth and tries to think about what was happening right then...

settro stands still for a seemingly long period of time after casting a spell (detect magic)

Trileisdan is Simultaneously impossibly strong and amazingly weak... Treisdan's staff is powerful also

Treisdan swings wildly... nearly smacking settro

that's not what he's looking for... He spends 4 rounds, and identifies both spells on you.
settro casts dispel magic, attempting to remove negative reaction.
1d20 + 16 ⇒ (12) + 16 = 28
And the effect is shattered.
"Are you better now?"

Ok, I need a bit of an assist here. How protected are the bodies from the rain? and just how many are there? I have some ideas in mind about what to do next, but can't really move forward without these definite answers.

Here you go, Ace:

The shed that the animal hospital is in is an actual building with walls and everything, so unless there are leaks the rain shouldn't do much to compromise the evidence.

All told there are about two dozen animals, including five shinobi squirrels and a lynx. There was a hawk as well. And various other small animals. Rabbits, chipmunks, birds, etc.

Hope that helps.

Opel now with a mental image of Sam starts to read the environment, after a fast detect poser/magic, so same power I posted before, manifest time 1 hour. Sooo slow, he will be back before the know where he's gone.
this is going to take her an hour, sitting cross legged on the spot Sam disappeared from, Eyes closed 3ed eye open
Opels fairy dragon snapped familiar is helping her.

Amber will chat to any one who comes along, not much she can do to help her sister., wile her fairy dragon familiar flays around, chasing insects.

Thank you Dami!

"Keme, I have a few spells I can cast that could help shed some light on what happened here, but they'll take some time. I say let's get the bodies to the sight for the funeral, and then get me investigated. After that, I'll come back here and see what I can learn. You are, of course, welcome to accompany me then too" He says with a pleasant smile.

that's not what he's looking for... He spends 4 rounds, and identifies both spells on you.

settro casts dispel magic, attempting to remove negative reaction.
1d20+16
And the effect is shattered.
"Are you better now?"

"That was... very bad..." treisdan shakes his head... "thank you"

"You can keep the lantern. I'm not wasting magic on that."
he jokes, as if this was nothing. His 6 wings and demonic appearance would make for an imposgn figure, but there is an unnatural beauty in him.

"You can keep the lantern. I'm not wasting magic on that."

he jokes, as if this was nothing. His 6 wings and demonic appearance would make for an imposgn figure, but there is an unnatural beauty in him.

"I think I will..."

Treisdan nods in thanks

"Altough i have to admit, your emotions were much better tasting before..."
settro looks you over a little.
"So, since we're already talking, why are you here?"

"Altough i have to admit, your emotions were much better tasting before..."

settro looks you over a little.
"So, since we're already talking, why are you here?"

I was eating?"

"I mean here at the school."

"I mean here at the school."

I...have enchantment problems

"Ah, i see."
settro balances himself on just his tail, and removes his feet from underneath him.
"I'm here as a refugee of sorts, and I'm the transmutation teacher now."

Lyere sighs, rubbing his forehead and rolling up the schematic and tucking it into his spell component pouch

'What I wouldn't give for one of the Mechanus right now, as it stands I have no idea what Carl has done to it, but something in the engine is off' he thinks to himself, picking up his old bound sword from its place on the floor.

"Should try that some time."
He stretches out in the chair.
"So are you trying again now?"

"Nah. We should go do something else..."

"Sure. Watcha in the mood for?"
He looks up.
"End Sim."
And he promptly falls on his @$$ as the chair vanishes.
"Probably should thought that through... ow..."
He doesn't seem hurt or surprised.

"Thank you. From what I garnered about this morning's events, he was quite troubled after speaking with the Headmistress, which may have made him more susceptible to this. Rena mentioned they found him again at the SIM rooms. Is what occurs in the SIM rooms able to be replayed? Can we see what he was doing in there after discovering whatever troubled him?" Vare asks evenly, trying to sort the options out. "And can we contact the Headmistress? I would like to know what kind of news he received that put him in such a vulnerable state."

"Yes to both. Hang on a moment." She hits another button on her headband.

"Ephebe, I'm in the middle of a situation involving a student that you spoke with earlier today. His name is Tryko'Sam. Apparently he's under some kind of mental control facilitated by emotional distress. Can you stop by my lab for a minute and tell us what you know about what might have caused that emotional distress?"

:: anahitia::

adon begins talking through the collective.
:: a little bit of extra thought is probably not going to upset anyone. Also, thank you for the info. Now, let's go find what did this, stab them until they stop bleeding, and them move on.::
adon seems.... A little too eager to bring harm.

::Adon, enough! Get it together! You have the ability to be better than this. You're a brilliant swordsman, but that won't get you anywhere if you let your emotions run away with you.::

::And based on what we know so far you're likely to get your chance to take out your frustrations on something evil. Just keep a clear head about it,:: she said, her tone one of someone accustomed to giving instructions.

::Well, if we know what direction they were taken, we should start heading in that direction...have any of you checked the buildings that are still standing to ensure we're not leaving any survivors? If we all work together we can finish that quickly.::

Thank you Dami!

"Keme, I have a few spells I can cast that could help shed some light on what happened here, but they'll take some time. I say let's get the bodies to the sight for the funeral, and then get me investigated. After that, I'll come back here and see what I can learn. You are, of course, welcome to accompany me then too" He says with a pleasant smile.

Keme nodded. "Okay, that works."

He pulled a bolt of white fabric and a roll of twine out of his pile of cleaning supplies. "We can use this to create quick shrouds for them. It will be easier on Kitty that way."

"And I will be sticking pretty close until you're cleared. Trust issues aside, it looks better not letting a potential suspect wander around unsupervised potentially destroying evidence. And if someone is trying to frame you, that could lead us to the person who really did this."

Vare, the Summoner wrote:

"Thank you. From what I garnered about this morning's events, he was quite troubled after speaking with the Headmistress, which may have made him more susceptible to this. Rena mentioned they found him again at the SIM rooms. Is what occurs in the SIM rooms able to be replayed? Can we see what he was doing in there after discovering whatever troubled him?" Vare asks evenly, trying to sort the options out. "And can we contact the Headmistress? I would like to know what kind of news he received that put him in such a vulnerable state."

"Yes to both. Hang on a moment." She hits another button on her headband.

"Ephebe, I'm in the middle of a situation involving a student that you spoke with earlier today. His name is Tryko'Sam. Apparently he's under some kind of mental control facilitated by emotional distress. Can you stop by my lab for a minute and tell us what you know about what might have caused that emotional distress?"

Ephebe teleported to the lab, appearing suddenly next to Vare.

"What kind of trouble is he in, Mom? I spoke to him this morning about a memory problem I'd been investigating for him. He had a head injury, couldn't remember his past. I looked into it. It was pretty traumatic. His planet was destroyed. These alien things...they eat metal and tech I think...they'd overrun the place. There was no way to save it. So they blew it up so they could at least take the enemy with them. He was part of the team responsible for that. He took it understandably pretty hard."

Are Raelle and Igni with Mel or with Carl?

I would assume Mel and Arthur not Carl and Hermes

"Ah, i see."

settro balances himself on just his tail, and removes his feet from underneath him.
"I'm here as a refugee of sorts, and I'm the transmutation teacher now."

"That's quite interesting..." treisdan smiles, and nods interested slightly

"But. I wanted my first time to be special with someone I love and loves me back ... I ... I didn't keep Johnny off of me to do this now...."

He puts a frozen fish filet in his mouth and tries to think about what was happening right then...

"Oh well that explains a bit. That's so cute. Don't get me wrong waiting for that right person if well and good, and some people should wait for the right person." *Cough* Mel *cough* :p "But kitty needs some sugar maybe not the whole shabang but nice night out with a hotty would do you wonders."

"Sure. Watcha in the mood for?"

He looks up.
"End Sim."
And he promptly falls on his @$$ as the chair vanishes.
"Probably should thought that through... ow..."
He doesn't seem hurt or surprised.

"I'm not sure.... You have any ideas?"

::Adon, enough! Get it together! You have the ability to be better than this. You're a brilliant swordsman, but that won't get you anywhere if you let your emotions run away with you.::

::And based on what we know so far you're likely to get your chance to take out your frustrations on something evil. Just keep a clear head about it,:: she said, her tone one of someone accustomed to giving instructions.

::Well, if we know what direction they were taken, we should start heading in that direction...have any of you checked the buildings that are still standing to ensure we're not leaving any survivors? If we all work together we can finish that quickly.::

adon pauses a bit, rather startled. He nods, and says nothing. He takes to looking about the buildings.

"That's quite interesting..." treisdan smiles, and nods interested slightly

"Hmm.... Small talk is hard. Anything you want to talk about?"

"Oh well that explains a bit. That's so cute. Don't get me wrong waiting for that right person if well and good, and some people should wait for the right person." *Cough* Mel *cough* :p "But kitty needs some sugar maybe not the whole shabang but nice night out with a hotty would do you wonders."

again leave Mel out of this I am not that kind of Hottie...well not really...wait till Dom sees her next stage performance

in any even, was going to post last night but decided to take a rest then post, well its now over 6 hours later (what a rest)

Mel heads to her shuttle and quickly goes through the pre-flight checks.

ok everyone, sorry I'm late, and to take care of the cat.

she flips on the radio << Flight control, Mel here, Shuttle 7 ready for take off, any new flight patterns due to weather?>>

looking back to see if all her crew are ready Ok guys the weather may make things a little bumpy so hang on.

Arthur flips a few switches and runs through the preflight checklist and says "here's where the fun stuff happens, you ready?"

Just going to Teleport Hermes to the ship, and take off

Hermes and Lyere feel the push down as Carl send the ship up into the sky.

"Where running late, so best get ready here heading into that rain storm, want do much to the ship but it may get bumpy, artificial gravity any that fast at reacting."

Radio>>"Arthur, Mel will see you up there, safe trip and have ya Doppler radar on that storms still going over"<< Radio

"Hermes lad this is Lyere, hes crew for this trip helping us load and off load, not a sight seer hes working his passage up and down. Lyere get the hold ready I'm going t take on 20% more, so start making some space."

Carl ship screams into the sky and enters the storm.

Image of Carls SHIP

perception 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (16) + 28 = 44

You bet he does.

Lang makes a motion with his hand and shows Midori how to do it. On the command Simba lowers to within their reach.

Simba like to have this area right here on the sides of his neck to be rubbed. its probably his most favorite spot.

Lang takes Midori's hand and shows her the exact spot placing her hand on the side of Simba's neck. right here he shows her with a smile as Simba responds with enjoyment of the attention.

Once Midori has a grasp of where Simba likes to be scratched, Lang steps back to allow them a chance to bond.

As she continues to pet Simba Lang goes to the hanger opening, staring out, watching the rain fall. glancing back every so often to see things are going well with Simba and Midori.

Untrained Handle Animal check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Midori seems to be very in tune with Simba right at that moment, finding the perfect places to scratch or stroke the giant bird, and she gets so caught up in it that for several minutes she's simply delighting in bringing forth the squawks and hoots of pleasure.

She does cease after a bit though, looking back at Lang in his seemingly pensive mood, and smiles just a little impishly. She turns back to Simba and puts her finger to her lips in a 'shh' motion, before beginning to creep up on Lang. Unknown to her, she has accidently triggered her invisibility power...

Stealth: 1d20 + 36 ⇒ (12) + 36 = 48

For once, Vai was with Adon. She felt an anger rushing through her, an anger that told her to tear whoever did this limb from limb. To feel her claws and teeth sinking into the offenders flesh and destr-- No! No. She was herself. Depp breaths and find your center. Deep breaths. As Sifu Daiyu might say.. the mountain is not angry at those who mine her innards. The mountain simply is, and remains a mountain.

After the momentary stuggle with her own rage at the thought of her birth parents being stuffed into a sack to be dragged off, Vai sheathes her blade for the moment and wings her way quickly to be beside Anahita. She lands gently, outside the tracks just in case Anahita was not finished. It took Vai a moment to process what Anahita had meant by 'uncle': Aegythrax. Well... she did have some of his 'essence' in herself... his DNA at the least. But appellation wasn't important right now. As she flies, through the collective she replies to Anahita questions quickly. ::It's been two years since I've really been here... but there was about 80 of us I think...:: And then her blood runs cold as she spots the direction in which the sack was being dragged. Her tone is a little more fearful now. Maybe Anahita was right... some allies of Aegythrax had sought this place out as a good source for experiments...

::The track... it looks like it leads to the ritual site.:: She sends in the Collective, her thoughts riddled with fear and repressed memory.

In the distance (maybe a kilometer) of the direction Anahita had mentioned, a hill rises up a hundred meters or so. The light foresting of the area prevents any real details of the location being seen, but Vai shudders with eyes closed. Assuming that Belyu joins the group at some point, Vai speaks aloud for her benefit, being the only member not present in the collective. "This track... it almost looks like it leads to... to the... the place where I was taken."

Belsayv

Meanwhile, Adon is searching the remaining buildings for any survivors. There does not appear to be so much left behind as a tooth, but he continues in the probably-fruitless search, eventually making his way to the largest building in the village: the town hall probably. Adon is just entering the vestibule, about to cross the threshold into the main room when he spots a pair of tiny runes along the inside of the doorway into the larger room.

A trap, almost definitely, but a magical one.

:: hay, people, over here. There's a magic trap.::
adon distroys the trap.
:: and now there isn't.::

As Adon destroys the trap with his anti-energy ability, he releases the hold of a pair of extremely well-hidden crossbows tucked into nearby walls, each of which fire a bolt directly at him.

Crossbow bolt #1: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (15) + 28 = 43 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2
Crossbow bolt #2: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (8) + 28 = 36 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

If either of these strike, please make a DC26 Fortitude save vs. poison. If /both/ strike, increase the DC by 2. Not sure if Adon has uncanny dodge or not, but unless he does, these hit flatfooted AC.

he does. And trap sense.
adon deftly blocks both of the crossbow bolts with his sword.
:: ok then. There was a crossbow trap too.::

"Want me to go ahead and check things out? I'll be careful." She'd been peeking into a building in case there was a survivor(she couldn't think of a better word to use).

Yrrin's gentle and strong thoughts are the opposite of the memories of pain and fear and helplessness...

::where is this place?::

"Greetings. I am HRMS-XI. Abbreviated Hermes. It is good to have you."
He takes his seat in the copilot chair.
"You should pilot, Mr.Promethium. I have not been trained to fly in heavy weather."

"The six leg fuzzy is nice, but it's is a little scary."

"I'm not sure.... You have any ideas?"

"I'm ... honestly out of things I like to do..."

Treisdan Achdarach wrote:

"That's quite interesting..." treisdan smiles, and nods interested slightly

"Hmm.... Small talk is hard. Anything you want to talk about?"

"Uhhh.... hmmm how'd you get the wings and the looks?"

Treisdan isn't really thinking very much....

"Uhhh.... hmmm how'd you get the wings and the looks?"

Treisdan isn't really thinking very much....

"Well, most of my demonic features are from my mother, but the two extra pairs of wings are from a poison i made earlier."

"I'm ... honestly out of things I like to do..."
He doesn't seem to be the most interesting person...

"Hmm. We could just go for a walk outside... Well, you walk, i slither."

Treisdan Achdarach wrote:

"Uhhh.... hmmm how'd you get the wings and the looks?"

Treisdan isn't really thinking very much....

"Well, most of my demonic features are from my mother, but the two extra pairs of wings are from a poison i made earlier."

Why would you drink a poison? And why would it give you wings?" Treisdan is now confused...