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She looks to her left, and walked to the man who had called the gods name.

@Zaidel

"May I ask you, you called that being the Vulture King, how do you know it?"

Lucas jumps off of his elevated position, maybe not as safely as he could have, but not recklessly enough to injure himself in the fall, and makes his way over to where most of his crew has gathered. Picked up a couple of strays it looks like. Lost a couple others. He thinks to himself, silently observing how everybody reacts once the adrenaline has died down, and finally lets the Greater Invisibility fall off of him mid-step as he approaches Lir, who has just finished Resurrecting what appears to be just another ordinary civilian caught in the crossfire of beings orders of magnitude stronger than he could ever hope to be.

The power flows into the Vulture King. His eyes go wide and he spreads his arms, "This is a wonderful feeling. People of Al'Lamar, I will do what I can!" Divine power begins to flow from him, seeking the injured to heal their wounds.

I'm going to use my alter reality power, beefed up by the worship, to begin healing the injured in the city. For a bit of balance's sake, I don't want to raise any corpses unless I get a lot more worship or I start using spells.

Lir considers Lucas' question for several long moments, before responding. "I honestly don't know, in part because I am unsure what 'winning' entails. I had lived for well over ten thousand years prior to my imprisonment, and have battled against foes much greater than I. Some I won, others I lost, but did not die. It is certainly possible to overcome an enemy a lot stronger than oneself, but a victory based on pure 'might' may not be the way to 'win' this."

"May I ask you, you called that being the Vulture King, how do you know it?"

Zaidel looks down to see a beautiful short-hair brunette woman in somewhat futuristic attire.

The Vulture King uses his divine powers to heal all the injured still alive, even regrowing limbs and fixing the most heinous wounds.

With a collective cry of delight many, many more in the crowd fall to their knees and cry out in thanks to the Vulture King, feeding him yet more divine energy.

The baker stands and looks confused, his rolling pins crumbling to ash in his hands at the movement. He looks to say something but for the moment appears speechless, overcome by all that has happened.

"Um..", stammers the big warrior. "I've known that deity for less than a day, but he's been a better friend than I've ever had, saved my life today more times than I can count. He can be trusted."

She looks up at the massive man before her. He looked like he could brake her in two with one hand. He had on some odd archaic armor and a Sword and was the a Cross bow? She looked around. She did not see any energy weapons anywhere, just hand weapons. Finely made yes, some giving off power yes but still.

Where in the stars I'm I?

She thought.

::"Where are we?"::

She sent to her suit.

::"Unknown, still searching"::

Came the response.

Then she spotted a gun, yes some kind of chemical projectile weapon.
A male with a had it, talking to an male dressed in rich clothing.
She looked back at the tall man in front of her.

"And do you know the woman called Alyssa, over there?"

She points at Alyssa.

"I have only just meet her.. I only just arrived"

As she says this a flash back hits here.

She was standing on a metal deck looking down at herself. There where scream and shouts, fire and heat, as she looked down she could see a metal strut passing right thought her body. In her head the voice of her suit.

::"Warning Life signs failing, Warning Life signs failing"::

She shoot her eyes and blanked the images pushing it deep down.

Slowly she opened them again, once more looking at the man.

"And do you know the woman called Alyssa over there"

She points at Alyssa.

"I have only just meet her.. I only just arrived"

Zaidel looks to where the brunette pointed and sees a familiar face.

Runs after the large man but for his size he runs deceptively fast. Easily beats her to Alyssa. Coming up just as he spins Alyssa. Qillion kept her distance as they seem to be sharing a moment.

As Qillion is taking a moment, Kei slides up next to her and says "Who are you, and why did you kill my friend?"

While his tone is neutral, it's clear he has some very specific feelings about the matter, and not so good ones...

She looks at him and reads he has feeling about this.

"Why! was your friend the Magi-tech who tried to burn me and Alyssa? Will you try and hurt us?"

She asks,

::Suit defence mode!"::

::Compliance::

Internally barrows come up and systems kick in.

Move action for studied defence

Fear once more, what this another one seeking to attack her?

The Vulture King is empowered by this current upswing in worship and, like a man taking his first drink in many days, feels refreshed and sated.

The baker seems to recover his wits and places a hand on the Elf King's shoulder. "D-did you save me? Thank you." He says shakily.

Alyssa laughs as she's suddenly twirled in the air, stopping only when she's put back down again.

"Zaidel!" she cries. "It's good to see you as well. I-I'll be Ok. Where are the others? You'll have to tell me what all happened to you."

She's still sad, and obviously upset, but she's handling it. Trying to push down the emotions of the day.

She nods to the woman coming up behind Zaidel. " Zaidel. This is Qillion. She saved me during the fight. Qillion, this is Zaidel. "

She leaves the man who just asked her about the dead mage and walks over to Alyssa. She nods to Zaidel.

"So your name is Zaidel, well I would say it is nice to meet you, but given what has happened, its good to meet a friend of Alyssa's"

Lucas walks away from Lir and tries to get VK's attention once it seems that the healing effects have slowed or ceased.

Once he’s finished the healing, the Vulture King descends to the ground. Once Lucas approaches he says, ”Secrets? Unfortunately that is not my realm of concern. Despite my divine status, I know little of the divine courts of this realm. If I knew, I would certainly assist you.”

Lucas lets out a short sigh of disappointment. "No matter. I'm going to go see if a library or church survived this madness. Qillion - the strange girl who was with Alyssa earlier - seems to be able to link minds with others and communicate telepathically. If I'm needed, she'd probably be the easiest way to let me know."

Are there any buildings I would immediately recognize as a church or library still standing? And standing would be optional for the church, I'd just need a knowledgeable priest or cleric of some sort who would know the answer to my question. "Who is this world's deity of secrets?"

Well, you weren't here for this I don't think but Al'Lamar has been under the reign of tyrants for a bit so books have been outlawed for awhile and most priests went likewise. However books have been stockpiled by the nobility and there actually is a giant library right here in this fortress, which can be discovered with a bit of exploration.

There are also gods of secrets that exist "further out" in the Omniverse from where you are currently located like Thoth and Tzeentch. You can seek them out if you like but the basic list is decently helpful.

Dang. I don't have kn(religion). What about Diplomacy: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (11) + 30 = 41 for assistance in finding the relevant documents?

I did figure that ones like Tzeentch, Thoth, Norgorber, Mask/Shar, Dirthamen, etc would all be available, but Lucas wasn't a gamer or religious in his 'Earthly' life, and I didn't read anything which would indicate that we know anything from beforehand (which I figured would include knowledge of a multiverse's worth of deities, or at least the possibility of their existence), so didn't think he'd know of any of them.

Roland King finally sees Al'Lamar on the horizon.

"Dammit." He grunts to himself, while loading his weapons in preparation for hunting the Vulture King. "Did she have to open the portal so far away? I think people forget I can't fly..."

He rubs his aching back with a free hand when finished with his weapons.

The man in black trekked across the desert, and his back pain followed.

I'd think that V.K. would know of the Egyptian pantheon, both being ancient faiths, and Thoth more specifically. How could I go about trying to track down Thoth? He seems like the most benevolent of the knowledge gods, and plus, he and V.K. can be bird bros.

Dang. I don't have kn(religion). What about [dice=Diplomacy]1d20+30 for assistance in finding the relevant documents?

I did figure that ones like Tzeentch, Thoth, Norgorber, Mask/Shar, Dirthamen, etc would all be available, but Lucas wasn't a gamer or religious in his 'Earthly' life, and I didn't read anything which would indicate that we know anything from beforehand (which I figured would include knowledge of a multiverse's worth of deities, or at least the possibility of their existence), so didn't think he'd know of any of them.

Yeah he wouldn't, Off the top of my head though I think Zaidel has Know(religion) and someone else does too I think, but the Vulture King can wish for things at will as well so he could learn the basic list quick if you bring up that. No fun using Alter Reality for everything but it can give story hints if he is willing. Diplomacy is an easy fix as well if you'd like to say you happened to find a scholarly type in the crowd that tells you what's up as thinking about it there were foreigners from the outside camp teleported in here as well, didn't occur to me before.

I'd think that V.K. would know of the Egyptian pantheon, both being ancient faiths, and Thoth more specifically. How could I go about trying to track down Thoth? He seems like the most benevolent of the knowledge gods, and plus, he and V.K. can be bird bros.

Yeah, logically you would know of him and be able to simply plane shift to the entrance of his Divine Domain. Would you like to do so?

The Vulture King think for a moment before saying to Lucas, "Hm. I believe I know someone that can help. A fellow divnity from Earth, a god named Thoth. I cannot say for sure he will be thrilled to help me, scholarly types to value their privacy. In any case, I shall go with whoever wishes to accompany me to his divine sanctum." He then sets out to see if any of the other party members want to join him in going to Thoth's realm.

"Well, worst case scenario, we have no more information than we do now. Best case scenario, we know the best way to end the 'Wicked Man's threat."

"Uh... Anything I should know about, you know, talking with another god? Or should I let you do it all?"

Perception 1d20 + 1d8 + 36 + 6 ⇒ (8) + (4) + 36 + 6 = 54

Someone had said her name.

::"Play audio back find name reference."::

::"Qillion - the strange girl..."::

The voice of Lucas came into her mind.

::"Origin"::

::"Male subject, to the left some ways talking to the being known as the Vulture king"::

::"Record"::

::"Understood"::

Autohypnosis 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (20) + 16 = 36

She had not moved, and was still looking at Zaidel and Alyssa.

After he returns the baker to life, Lir begins to look for somebody who might be able to take charge of all of these people. As the former prince tyrant was dead, somebody new needed to be found to help rebuild and restore life to this decimated city.

Uh, not sure if I should roll something here or not, but considering my skills, I'm sure I would succeed, lol

Joseph foes very little after the fight is over. The brutal surroundings of mutilated bodies and charred corpses putting him into a state the previous fights hadn't. He was disgusted at the pain and misery the group had brought on these people, however brief it may be. Mostly however, he was disgusted at just how clean his blade was and just how good he felt as he dripped with acid and smoldered in his cloths.

He had done and could do, little to help these people and his allies. Despite his gift, he was truly useless. These thought still lingering in his mind Joseph approaches Ashley. "All's done. I... I don't think me staying with them- Joseph tilts his head towards his celebrating allies. "-will help anything. I'm holding them back, need to make myself better before I can roll with a group like that." Joseph whispers these lines and tugs Ashley away from the group, hoping his departure escapes notice.

After he returns the baker to life, Lir begins to look for somebody who might be able to take charge of all of these people. As the former prince tyrant was dead, somebody new needed to be found to help rebuild and restore life to this decimated city.

Uh, not sure if I should roll something here or not, but considering my skills, I'm sure I would succeed, lol

Roderick would probably be the best choice, The Prince cut down most of the competent individuals in the government and even within his own guard.

Joseph foes very little after the fight is over. The brutal surroundings of mutilated bodies and charred corpses putting him into a state the previous fights hadn't. He was disgusted at the pain and misery the group had brought on these people, however brief it may be. Mostly however, he was disgusted at just how clean his blade was and just how good he felt as he dripped with acid and smoldered in his cloths.

He had done and could do, little to help these people and his allies. Despite his gift, he was truly useless. These thought still lingering in his mind Joseph approaches Ashley. "All's done. I... I don't think me staying with them- Joseph tilts his head towards his celebrating allies. "-will help anything. I'm holding them back, need to make myself better before I can roll with a group like that." Joseph whispers these lines and tugs Ashley away from the group, hoping his departure escapes notice.

Ashley nods at Joseph's whisper. "I'll go along! The Prince is dead so my mission is complete. I could use a vacation anyway." She whispers back.

She follows after Joseph with the long, smooth gait of an acrobat.

Sorry, I missed the part about the attacks missing us. In that case, Kei would change his question to:

"Who are you, and why are you casting exploding magic in areas full of people?"

looks back at man who was stood next to her, asking her about his Friend.

"As Alyssa said ,I'm Qillion, as for me casting exploding magic, I sort to target only the ones attacking us. Why are you one of them?"

She looks hard at him, trying to work out if he was going to attack her as well.

Thinking it over, Lir realizes that Sir Roderick would be the best person to lead the restoration efforts of Al'Lamar.

He goes over to where the young paladin is tending the wounded "While helping the injured is a necessity, I believe you could do more good taking charge of the people of this city, and helping rebuild it."

Thinking it over, Lir realizes that Sir Roderick would be the best person to lead the restoration efforts of Al'Lamar.

He goes over to where the young paladin is tending the wounded "While helping the injured is a necessity, I believe you could do more good taking charge of the people of this city, and helping rebuild it."

"I hear you sir, the Order will bring in reclamation and rebuilding teams as soon as they receive word that the Prince has fallen and his mage disappeared." Roderick replies. "I won't worry, the city well be handled well."

Is Devlin the Prince? Are his remains easily spotted? Unsure who is mage was(I just might have forgotten)

Is Devlin the Prince? Are his remains easily spotted? Unsure who is mage was(I just might have forgotten)

Yes, Devlin was the Prince and Bisojo the mage. Edit: Yeah, his remains are splattered across the courtyard.

Between Lucas and I, he did not fair so well =P

Looking around, Zaidel tells his comrades, Well, I'm gonna go help with the clean up. You know, lift debris out of the way. Hopefully find some people alive out there."
"Where's a good place to meet back up around sundown?"

I feel Zaidel just said 'I'm gonna go show off my muscles, while helping people <flex>' :P

1d20 + 40 ⇒ (15) + 40 = 55 Perception to spot a piece of Devlin that is recognizable or some sort of symbol/signet that could be used as proof of his demise.

1d20+40 Perception to spot a piece of Devlin that is recognizable or some sort of symbol/signet that could be used as proof of his demise.

He is mostly just a splatter but Roderick will take care of the evidence, informing the Order etc. You can hand things off to him without worry.

Looking around, Zaidel tells his comrades, Well, I'm gonna go help with the clean up. You know, lift debris out of the way. Hopefully find some people alive out there."

Alyssa's wish brought everyone within the fortress, so Al'Lamar is currently empty and the people safe, the ones still living anyway.

Lir nods at Roderick's statement. "Excellent. As I do not believe we have any immediately pressing matters that require me to leave, I'll stay here for the next couple of days, and assist as best as I can. As a former ruler, and current 'king in exile', I'll lend whatever help I'm able. Also, if you spot any one of import among the deceased, let me know and I can return them to life. It's not an easy task, so I can only do it a few times."

Yasss, does the baker make his way over to Alyssa? Hoping his return from the dead will help her(course it might just make things worse, but oh well, lol).

Joseph hardly notices Ashley's response as he goes over his options in his head as he mutters to himself. You build muscle by damaging muscle, I don't know if I can even do that. Don't want to waste time, should focus on skill. Leverage this invulnerability in my favor. His gaze shoots to Ashley's shuriken as he realizes another avenue he can take.

"Ash, did I have anything like your shuriken? It's magic right? If I'm old as I think I am I should have a ton of stuff."

Alyssa sees John talking to Sir Roderick, and makes her way over. "These people, they'll need homes, places to stay. How long until we can start organizing construction crews, getting food and water, etc? We'll need a team to survey the outside, make certain there's nothing out there, as well. Get the wall rebuilt, organize a leadership hierarchy...."

She pauses, and smiles. "I'm so sorry, I'm rambling. Are you ok?" she asks the pair.

The fae lord chuckles "It's quite alright Alyssa. I'm fine, thanks. I don't have access to a construction crew, but we have that army of ogres who could probably handle the heavy lifting, if not the actual rebuilding process."

Alyssa shakes her head. "We can certainly use them, John. But, well, these people, they'll need a purpose. After today, what happened...." and she trails off, for a long moment. "Let's get them working, rebuilding. It won't do to have them sit around, and giving them a project may help some deal with the destruction. At the same time, it'll establish a connection between them and whatever comes afterwards."

She shrugs, "For the rest, let them get businesses underway, restaurants, entertainment, anything resembling a normal life. Don't you think?"