The ritual required to cast Divination takes ten minutes. Alaric begins it.
Remembering that he gets his best ideas when slightly toasted, Alaric gulps down a good bit of the firewine, sacrificing the liquor (and his more logical mind) to the spell.
"Lessee... what's the best way through here?" he gestures at the bridge and tunnel.
Remembering that he gets his best ideas when slightly toasted, Alaric gulps down a good bit of the firewine, sacrificing the liquor (and his more logical mind) to the spell.
"Lessee... what's the best way through here?" he gestures at the bridge and tunnel.
"Bridge it is, then."
Alaric will now attempt to dispel the barrier.
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Hrunndalf attempts to cast Lesser Restoration to undo some of the putrefication on Kalimac and himself, but the foul corruption has left him unable to cast any but the most basic spells.
"Liothonae," he asks, "may I borrow your headband for a moment? It might restore my spellcasting enough for Lesser Restoration."
Lio nods. "If ye wont." Before she undoes the headband, however, she says "Bought et takes twenty-four hours 'afore et works properly. Or... I could cast lesser restorashun for ye." She adds.
"Yours," she whispers back to you, her arms finding their way around you, her eyes reflecting your own. "All yours."
The truth that you are also hers, she leaves unspoken, knowing that you know it already.
She smiles the most beautiful smile you have ever seen upon her face, her heart so full of joy that she cannot contain it. Lio, one hand brushing the hair out of your face, slides up along your body just a little further, and finding your lips, kisses you, very gently. Responding with a deeper passion after a few teasing long moments.
Once upon a time, the notion of belonging to someone else was pure terror. Now though... now it was bliss and wonder and magic. You love her, give of yourself freely, ask for nothing in return, not even her love. Yet you have it. Because she loves you. Because you have shown her that it's alright to open up, to be loved, to share your dreams, hopes, fears, insecurities, desires... That it's alright to be weak. That it's alright to be strong. That it's alright to love you.
And so she does. She loves you. And this time, when her lithe body moves against yours, she gives as much as she takes.
knowledge nature.
When the creature flees, Lio stares in awe. She has an expression her face like, she just saw Santa-Claus and he's real!
She doesn't say anything for a moment. She doesn't even blink. When she does, she turns to Shalelu. "Yeti." She finally whispers.
"Wow," Rhost says, when he realizes.
"Bridge it is, then."
Alaric will now attempt to dispel the barrier.
... without noticeable effect.
Divination has told you that crossing will be better than descending, and either way will be a royal pain. Assuming you cross ...
Security check:
You manage it without difficulty (barely, thanks to the assistance of the air-walking Melinda, which adds a +1 to the roll), although doing so will take ...
hours, all the way until the mid-afternoon.
Resolve Check:
Resolve Check re-roll:
But morale remains high as Koya uses her bonus check this week to continue to reassure people about the future.
Shalelu is an expert swimmer, but you now have the grace and speed of a fish in the water, darting around rocks, swimming high when she dives low. Laughter comes out of her mouth in airy bubbles as she tries to catch you.
Lio too laughs. She decides to see just how good this shape changed form really is, and swimming circles, she gets teasingly close to you, yet trying to constantly hover just out of your reach. But a small part of her, really wants to be caught, so she get's a little careless, get's a little too close...
swim check with swim speed and addl strength included.
... and during the crossing, nothing horrible attacks and attempts to eat you.
When the creature flees, Lio stares in awe. She has an expression her face like, she just saw Santa-Claus and he's real!
She doesn't say anything for a moment. She doesn't even blink. When she does, she turns to Shalelu. "Yeti." She finally whispers.
Shalelu looks at the place where the rare, shy creature disappeared into the tunnel with a slightly awed expression.
Although she doesn't move ahead, Mel's eyes rake the darkness, clearly curious what was barred to those with a pulse.
Mel gets a happy, dreamy grin on her face. Then blushes and looks down. "Once she gets past the weak and stupid stage, she'll be more fun to be around." Mel promises with a mumble.
Reta nods. "How many days that take?"
Reta nods. "How many days that take?"
"Four, five years?"
She smiles the most beautiful smile you have ever seen upon her face, her heart so full of joy that she cannot contain it. Lio, one hand brushing the hair out of your face, slides up along your body just a little further, and finding your lips, kisses you, very gently. Responding with a deeper passion after a few teasing long moments.
Once upon a time, the notion of belonging to someone else was pure terror. Now though... now it was bliss and wonder and magic. You love her, give of yourself freely, ask for nothing in return, not even her love. Yet you have it. Because she loves you. Because you have shown her that it's alright to open up, to be loved, to share your dreams, hopes, fears, insecurities, desires... That it's alright to be weak. That it's alright to be strong. That it's alright to love you.
And so she does. She loves you. And this time, when her lithe body moves against yours, she gives as much as she takes.
Shalelu's eyes sparkle in response to your passion and your joy. Her body responds to yours as well.
The expression on her face is as close to pure, unadulterated happiness as you have ever seen.
She is, right now, exactly where she wants to be.
Shalelu looks at the place where the rare, shy creature disappeared into the tunnel with a slightly awed expression.
Lio's arms go around Shae's waist. She hugs the taller elf.
"'ope 'e doesn't bring any friends ta play." Lio says, still awed.
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"Four, five years?"
Reta calculates internally.
"Eighteen hundred days until it finally fight for itself?" Reta sighs. "Reta will protect human baby until it five and can hold sword finally."
The smell of cooking bread rises to meet the rest of the evening's smells as Rhost prepares dinner.
When she smells the bread, Melinda hugs Alaric, a silly grin on her face, eyes dancing with happy mischievousness.
"Four, five years?"Reta calculates internally.
"Eighteen hundred days until it finally fight for itself?" Reta sighs. "Reta will protect human baby until it five and can hold sword finally."
"Longer than that for her to be good enough to defend herself, but she can start learning by then, yes."
Reta calculates internally.
"Eighteen hundred days until it finally fight for itself?" Reta sighs. "Reta will protect human baby until it five and can hold sword finally."
"Milena is very lucky to have you for a big sister."
Lio too laughs. She decides to see just how good this shape changed form really is, and swimming circles, she gets teasingly close to you, yet trying to constantly hover just out of your reach. But a small part of her, really wants to be caught, so she get's a little careless, get's a little too close...
Shalelu seizes on the opportunity ...
... and is upon you, her arms encircling you.
You are caught.
Her breathing catches, and deepens when you pinch the tips of her ears.
Finding that you like what she is doing with your toes, she spends a bit more time on them.
Eventually, her hands reach up to trace the taut swell of your buttocks, tracing their gentle curve with her fingertips. Then down the backs of your thighs, the backs of your knees, down to your calves.
Then with her mouth, she begins exploring the insides of your legs, working her way gradually up to where they join.
Her fingers run through your hair. Noticing the change of your breathing when she pinched your ears, as you work your way towards the inside of her legs, and her own breathing deepens, her fingertips tease your earlobes. Pinch them. Then her fingers slide up along the length of your ears, and pinch the tips, and then slide back down. If she notices a positive reaction on your part, she will continue to do that, for quite a while, provided your head stays within easy reach.
... and is upon you, her arms encircling you.
You are caught.
Lio positively swoons at being caught. You have her. She is yours. You get the distinct impression she wants to be taken by you. And you might also realize that amongst the things in her bathing kit, is your toy.
Her fingers run through your hair. Noticing the change of your breathing when she pinched your ears, as you work your way towards the inside of her legs, and her own breathing deepens, her fingertips tease your earlobes. Pinch them. Then her fingers slide up along the length of your ears, and pinch the tips, and then slide back down. If she notices a positive reaction on your part, she will continue to do that, for quite a while, provided your head stays within easy reach.
Subtle motions of her head indicate a very positive reaction indeed, her ears seeming to seek your fingers.
In the meantime, her mouth has found the join between your legs, which she begins to explore with long, languorous licks.
Shalelu looks at the place where the rare, shy creature disappeared into the tunnel with a slightly awed expression.
Lio's arms go around Shae's waist. She hugs the taller elf.
"'ope 'e doesn't bring any friends ta play." Lio says, still awed.
Lio, realizing not everyone might know just what a yeti really is, says, "Yeti's 'are only e'er seen upon 'e tallest mountain peaks. They're tribal, live together in small communities, sheltered frum ott'r races. They are fearsome, 'ey radiate cold... a very intense cold. But if ye leave 'em alone, generally 'ey dunna bott'r ye... I've... ne'er seen unne 'afore now. Never e'ven knew anyunne who 'ad."
Subtle motions of her head indicate a very positive reaction indeed, her ears seeming to seek your fingers.
In the meantime, her mouth has found the join between your legs, which she begins to explore with long, languorous licks.
It takes significant effort not to whimper as you begin to lick her between her legs.
She in turn, instead of just running her fingers up and then pinching the ends of your sensitive ears, begins to firmly pinch all along your ear, still moving up and down, along the length. She also bends over, and you find her tongue seeking first one of your ears, to lick and explore, and then the other... all the while her fingers are both cruelly and wonderfully pinching. The sensitive skin along your ears begins to feel like its very warm, almost burning. And then she licks and cools them down, just to pinch again.
Lio positively swoons at being caught. You have her. She is yours. You get the distinct impression she wants to be taken by you. And you might also realize that amongst the things in her bathing kit, is your toy.
Quite obligingly, Shalelu does what one does with a captured mermaid, and begins to ravish you.
Pinning you against the rock wall of the pool with strong arms, she covers you in kisses, the bubbles she blows tickling against your flesh.
Keeping you there, one of her arms reaches up out of the pool to root among the items in your bathing kit.
It takes significant effort not to whimper as you begin to lick her between her legs.
She in turn, instead of just running her fingers up and then pinching the ends of your sensitive ears, begins to firmly pinch all along your ear, still moving up and down, along the length. She also bends over, and you find her tongue seeking first one of your ears, to lick and explore, and then the other... all the while her fingers are both cruelly and wonderfully pinching. The sensitive skin along your ears begins to feel like its very warm, almost burning. And then she licks and cools them down, just to pinch again.
Her reaction is silent, but clear - as her passion grows in intensity, the motions of her tongue grow bolder, more vigorous, stroking, pressing, and finally penetrating.
Shalelu's eyes sparkle in response to your passion and your joy. Her body responds to yours as well.
The expression on her face is as close to pure, unadulterated happiness as you have ever seen.
She is, right now, exactly where she wants to be.
And Lio keeps it that way, keeping you exactly where you want to be, until you positively have to get cleaned up and get going, to face the day and further travels. She doesn't say anything after having voiced her realization, this morning. She just looks at you, happily, with her eyes doing all of the talking for her.
Then, just before you are about to open the door to face the world, her eyes burn hungrily, and she advances upon you, her stride confident. She doesn't stop as she reaches you, so you have the choice of being overrun, or backing up and possibly bumping into the wall.
"Milena is very lucky to have you for a big sister."Reta calculates internally.
"Eighteen hundred days until it finally fight for itself?" Reta sighs. "Reta will protect human baby until it five and can hold sword finally."
Mel smiles over at Zaiobe, looking to see if the winged woman is drained from the mental exercise, "She's lucky to have an Auntie Z." Hugs the woman again, "As are her parents."
Quite obligingly, Shalelu does what one does with a captured mermaid, and begins to ravish you.
Pinning you against the rock wall of the pool with strong arms, she covers you in kisses, the bubbles she blows tickling against your flesh.
Keeping you there, one of her arms reaches up out of the pool to root among the items in your bathing kit.
Lio squirms in your grasp. She whimpers as your kisses tickle her. Your strength something that excites her, rather than causes her fear.
Her reaction is silent, but clear - as her passion grows in intensity, the motions of her tongue grow bolder, more vigorous, stroking, pressing, and finally penetrating.
Lio exhales a breath she didn't know she was holding, as you enter her. For a brief moment, her hands are still upon your ears, as she is overwhelmed with the sensations. Then she redoubles her efforts, using her teeth to gently nip along one ear, while her fingers stroke the other ear, and one hand entangles itself in your hair, to pull it.
Dinner this night is a veritable feast of bread. Whole fish cooked into bread loaves. Steaming slices of bread smeared with a sweet pepper sauce. The soup is thick and full of vegetables, and there are small cup-shaped containers of bread for soup bowls. A proper bread pudding gives evidence that Rhost has been planning this meal for at least a full day.
But the centerpiece of the dinner is hot pork buns, piled together for warmth. And just enough chocolate remains for everyone to have a piece of chocolate cake -- though Alaric's seems distinctly the largest.
But the centerpiece of the dinner is hot pork buns, piled together for warmth. And just enough chocolate remains for everyone to have a piece of chocolate cake -- though Alaric's seems distinctly the largest.
Mel watches Alaric's face as dinner is revealed, the happy, sappy grin still on her face.
Mel smiles over at Zaiobe, looking to see if the winged woman is drained from the mental exercise, "She's lucky to have an Auntie Z." Hugs the woman again, "As are her parents."
Zaiobe does seem a bit tired, but is still all smiles.
Dinner this night is a veritable feast of bread. Whole fish cooked into bread loaves. Steaming slices of bread smeared with a sweet pepper sauce. The soup is thick and full of vegetables, and there are small cup-shaped containers of bread for soup bowls. A proper bread pudding gives evidence that Rhost has been planning this meal for at least a full day.
But the centerpiece of the dinner is hot pork buns, piled together for warmth. And just enough chocolate remains for everyone to have a piece of chocolate cake -- though Alaric's seems distinctly the largest.
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Lio complements Rhost on his amazing dinner, although she politely declines the chocolate cake.
She wonders if someone is going to share what the occasion is, so looks expectantly at Zaiobe, just before dinner begins.
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Dinner this night is a veritable feast of bread. Whole fish cooked into bread loaves. Steaming slices of bread smeared with a sweet pepper sauce. The soup is thick and full of vegetables, and there are small cup-shaped containers of bread for soup bowls. A proper bread pudding gives evidence that Rhost has been planning this meal for at least a full day.
But the centerpiece of the dinner is hot pork buns, piled together for warmth. And just enough chocolate remains for everyone to have a piece of chocolate cake -- though Alaric's seems distinctly the largest.
Alaric does his best not to show just how touched he is by this incredible dinner. He does pay the ultimate compliment to a cook by managing to put away enough for several halflings. At one point during the feast, he catches Rhost's eye and gives the barbarian a grateful nod, maybe borrowing just a bit of Rhost's ability to say much without speaking.
Alaric does his best not to show just how touched he is by this incredible dinner. He does pay the ultimate compliment to a cook by managing to put away enough for several halflings. At one point during the feast, he catches Rhost's eye and gives the barbarian a grateful nod, maybe borrowing just a bit of Rhost's ability to say much without speaking.
At some point of the meal, when Mel is within arms reach of the chef, she gives him an almost painful bear hug. "Thank you." And her own plate is near over falling.
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After many hours of work, you are finally on your way again.
Past the Crevasse, a wide, curving, upward-slanting tunnel with rough walls and a smooth floor takes you deeper into the Necropolis.
After a few hundred feet, it widens out into another large cavern.
The center of this cavern is dominated by a strange pillar, seeming almost a bare-branched tree, that stands in the midst of a pool of still water. A faint violet radiance from beneath the pool lights the cavern, reflecting off the ceiling above like tiny stars.
On one side of the cavern there is a gilded door engraved with a demonic, tusked skull face standing in the wall. Much of the gilt on the outer surface has been scraped off, but a flickering light gleams from the edges of the door.
A withered corpse lies before the door. As you watch, it rises to its feet and lurches towards you.
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Lio compliments Rhost on his amazing dinner, although she politely declines the chocolate cake.
She wonders if someone is going to share what the occasion is, so looks expectantly at Zaiobe, just before dinner begins.
Alaric uses the bead of blessing.
A withered corpse lies before the door. As you watch, it rises to its feet and lurches towards you.
There is almost a look of sympathy on Mel's face at the rising corpse. "I don't suppose you are one of the revenants that if we open the door you'll just go after the person who murdered you, are you?" A pause, "'cause that I could understand, but trying to murder us just because someone killed you and you're pissed off, not acceptable."
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There is almost a look of sympathy on Mel's face at the rising corpse. "I don't suppose you are one of the revenants that if we open the door you'll just go after the person who murdered you, are you?" A pause, "'cause that I could understand, but trying to murder us just because someone killed you and you're pissed off, not acceptable."
It makes no reply, continuing to lurch forward.
As she eats some of the incredible food, Mel puts a hand on Zaiobe's leg, silently conversing with the woman.
If either warrior needs to be topped off, Alaric will use the wand of Cure Light Wounds.
Kalimac does indeed wish to be topped up.