| Saronis |
Is there some kind of innate way for him to know what they are, or at least what he is capable of. I know that many of those who have dragonmarks are born with them and grow to know those abilities. Will it be always random, or does he know? So many questions and I don't know how to ask most of them, perhaps you can shine some light on my quandaries?
Once done communicating or trying to communicate with the Mistress, he then will bring out the sword and speak with it. I am open to roleplaying what he says. He is looking to find its motivations, why it was made, who it would like to deal with, likes, dislikes, etc.
Here is the craziness, Thar in the morning you get a knock on your door. Saronis standing outside in armor entirely geared up. He looks a bit riled up.
| Tharivello Siannodel |
Thar? Are you sure you didn't mean Cil? You don't say anything to Tharivello as I open the door? Well, assuming you did indeed mean to speak to me:
"What's got you all flustered?" He asks, assumedly having just finished preparing his spells.
| Saronis |
"Well Tharivello, I just wanted to connect with you, it seems that much has happened to myself and my companions, what are your plans?" Saronis asks with interest, once in your room and sat down he seems to settle.
I am trying to interact with each of you as Saronis would during the night or the next morning.
| Cil |
Cil allows herself to be "escorted" to her room, as sardonic look on her face. Once there she listen's to Saronis' questions, then says " Well, my dagger hasn't said a peep to me....and as for our Matron or Patron or whatever...I'm of the mind to listen to powerful enities that have hidden agendas. If I'm to pull myself out of the muck and stink of Under Sharn..well I'm sure I and we will have to ally ourselves with some unsavory individuals. Just go in with our eyes wide open."
| Saronis |
| Tharivello Siannodel |
Well, for now, I'm going to do what's been asked of me. The subject matter interests me, and I've already been pulled into the fold. I'll accompany you and your companions as long as I see fit, or as long as I am asked to. I believe that I'll compliment you fellows quite well, and the other way round, too.
| Saronis |
"Ah ok, not really what I was looking for, though the truth is best. So what subject matter?"
I am posting roughly once or twice a day at least, but that is just me.
Now that I have been off subject, I am Saronis, an elf craftsman of blades, I train in the blades I create. What else you like to know?
| DM Ashman |
My original masters & creators the giants of the mighty Xendrick Empire I remember the dragons coming to our empire and then I slept. My last masters were Lord Halas Tarkanan and Lady Plague. They were at war with others at the time, when I was discovered by them. The Lord and Lady used me in their war against those were marked by the dragons. Their cause just my masters took in the those who were born outside to the Draonmarked houses, needless to say my masters lost and I once again put to sleep. It was House Cannith who put me to sleep and I have desire to see everyone of them dead for that! Those opportunists took secrets from my creators and claimed them as their own. It is good that you train with blades maybe if you are worthy enough I will bring you to great glory as I seek to undo House Cannith!. If you are worthy I may share my secrets of my creators with you, but you must be loyal to me! My name is Issulah which in giant means Reaver’s Bane.
| Tharivello Siannodel |
Well, Uldor showed me these vials yesterday, that are somehow related to what you guys are doing. They seem to be temporary dragonmarks. I don't know much about them, yet, but I'll see what I can find out.
| Tharivello Siannodel |
I'd imagine we know where the others are staying.
Tharivello hastily gathers his things. It sounds like we're needed outside. Or, at the very least, that it's time to leave, he says, slinging his bag over his shoulder and moving past Saronis towards Erdath's room. Make sure to get the other one, Tharivello shouts back to Saronis.
| Saronis |
Saronis picks himself up, "Yes, I will get Cil and meet you outside." Saronis does just that.
| DM Ashman |
You run down the hall carrying your bag. You hear the shouts of people in panic. You hear vague whispers wondering if the calamity the stuck Cyre is now coming for Sharn. As you approach the door & hear Erdath.
As you make your to Cil's room, you notice the Inn is splitting. You realize that you Cil don't have long before the Inn completely collapse.
| Cil |
After the rather intense conversation with Saronis, Cil had taken a moment to rest, laying down in her bed for a time.
Startled upright by the explosion, she bolts out of her bed. Grabbing her gear she makes for the corridor, almost running into Saronis.
| Saronis |
"Come on we only have a few moments!" Saronis yells over the crashing of timbers. Saronis grabs Cil's hand then, he runs with Cil on his heels down and out of the inn.
| Saronis |
Dex? Don't you mean Reflex Save? Either way...
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 Reflex save
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 Dex check
Saronis does his best to deflect any debris in front of them as this building is falling all around them.
| Tharivello Siannodel |
Tharivello runs off after Erdath as he runs past, apparently. It seems you've gotten the memo, he says, following close behind.
Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Dex: 1d20 ⇒ 17
| DM Ashman |
Erdath and Tharivello make their way to the street as the building collapses. The debris that falls is easily to watch out for. As Tharrivello and Erdath stop to after getting to a safe distance. They both take in the condition and the Chaos of Khyber's Gate. This area is filled with rubble and the injured. You both see several warforged helping those around them by lifting up rubble and tending to the wounded. The area you area you are in is the backside of the inn. As you look around you realize that you both are seperated by from Saronis,Cil and Uldor.
| DM Ashman |
As chaos and calamity are present in the area. You notice that the City guard starts to show up giving directions and some halflings from House Jorasco show up to start help provide healing. You start notice that Warforged in area helping to clean away rubble.
Hey Warforge can help me over here? a Gnome asks Erdath.
Hey are you a Cleric can you help heal?a Half Elf ask Tharvillo.
You both notice that on your side of the street. That some members of the Drooam community show up. The minotaurs start to help some of the goblins with moving stuff. As you both stop to take in the scene. You both hear a familiar sound of snakes. Then a voice you know...
Thank the Six for sending you two here Harash says to you. He and two gnolls appear in the street.
| Saronis |
"What is going on, what do you know?" Saronis asks the voice that he remembers, never directly looking at the face.
| Cil |
Cil picks herself up off the ground, tossing pieces of timber to the side; looking abit sheepish at not avoiding the collapse of the building.
She advances to stand beside Saronis, waiting for Harash to answer.
| Harash the gifted |
Ah the gifted Elf and his companion of many talents. What you happend you asked well we had a quake in this area. Reports have come saying this was the only area hit. The area has been hit so hard that there is no access to topside. Cavallah was also found dead this morning as well. It appears to be accident. But I feel that it was not accident I was also looking for Uldor but he is not with you. When was the last time you saw him and what have you been up to.
| DM Ashman |
What kind of Cleric are you then? The Half Elf asked rudely but you can tell that he is upset. The Half Elf moves to another person asking them for help. Erdath goes about helping the gnome move debris from his area. So Cleric can help lift stuff or is that to much of mundane stuff of you? The gnome asks Tharvillo.
| Tharivello Siannodel |
Tharivello shakes his head. "I'm not the kind of Cleric you think I am. I'm much more bookish. This kind of work isn't really cut out for me. And I did say that I could do some healing. I'll do what I can."
Tharivello will help, casting, in this order if necessary, Lesser Vigor first, followed by spontaneously casting Cure Light Wounds using the Sanctuary he had prepared, and finally the Shield of Faith he had prepared for another Cure Light Wounds. That's all of the healing he's got.
| Saronis |
"Uldor was with us last night, he deposited us at this inn, I am not for sure if he slept here or not. One strange instance after another, we met up with Uldor and Tharivello, and then dispatched a small cult down below, soon after coming to the inn. Has quakes been happening recently, I guess we have been out of the loop for some time." Saronis relays to Harash, nodding to Cil to fill in where she wants.
| Harash the gifted |
Indeed you have my friend, the magical disturbance caused us a lot of concern. Apparently so has the Quake, most of my sources tell me that Sharn is about to face a cataclysmic event like the Mourning. This of course all comes from Dragon Prophecies’ about Sharn. On to more practical matters, your friend the gnome has been restored to health and the halfling as well. The job that were going to do is now a dead end, with all this stuff going. He raises his hand in the gesture to point out the city and the rubble around him.
Then he whispers..
I have another job for you for you still if you want it?
| Saronis |
"Cil..." Saronis looks to Cil, leaving her to make the call.