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A little surprised by Torith's rash action, "Would that be the cherry of top? Do any of you produce fire from your mouth? I ask again, are you sure you are committed to an altercation with us?"
Azayzel measures up the opponents, then does the same with the 2 Dragonborn Barbarians. He shows a content smirk. "Looking over the stature of our 2 groups, I like our odds! Perhaps you would like to re-evaluate your implied actions. You are correct after all, no one needs to be harmed needlessly. By who's authority are you acting?"
Azayzel looks around, confused over what has jus happened. Then shakes of the pain and rushes the door. "I don't know what's happening here, or what that 'thing' was, but we seem to have stumbled onto something strange down here."
So you think it's just Ash and I? Anyone else still playing please post a comment here on the discussion.
I'm a little lost with what is happening. Would you be able to update the map? Did the demon or whatever it is appear in the cage with me or outside? Is it pushing the cage I'm in?
"Let's see what tricks the dark one shares with me." Azayzel reaches up and flicks the uniquely designed earing. "Facio, Voco, Ferre." Draconic:
"This I do, I call, to bring you forth."
Frozen with confusion, Azayzel's fumbles as he is not sure what to do with the onslaught of so many unexpected actions. "Looks like we are going to need a different plan, than just casually strolling through." Looking around, "Once again, everyone ok? How you doing over there Ash? You able to force your way out?"
"What it the world caused that! Is everyone alright?"
"I will be happy to investigate whichever direction these two..." Pointing at the Dragonborn barbarians, "decide to go." As he notices Torith beginning a countdown he ducks behind Ash and watches intently as he waits for him to reach "1".
"What do you suppose could cause the entire population to go down there?" Azayzel looks around at the party, "As odd as it seems, I can't help but be curious. As there doesn't seem any sign of answers up here, shall we venture forth and see if we can solve this mystery?"
Looking confused, "Howling Hatred huh? Must be local, or not a very big organization. I've never heard of them either."
"I'm not sure which is worse... *cough* *cough*... the cold rain, or this infernal dust. Should we be taking this as a sign that perharps we were not meant to continue on this path?"
Still safely behind Torith, Azayzel adds, "We are not familiar with creatures like you, are these YOUR lands? Or are you merely passing...er... flying through?"
Azayzel gives Torith a nudge from behind, "Well... you asked for it. Your up chatty. Say something."
"They don't seem to be interested in us. Anyone here familiar with their kind?
"The ability to fly is a wondrous ability. I can't imagine what kind of freedom that might give a person." With a little look of concern he addresses Torith, "I applaud your hospitality, but should we really disturb them?"
Quickly following suit, Azayzel jumps in line behind Celephix and joins the procession out. "I may not be the best person to cast judgement on appearances, but I would definitely prefer the cold wet rain to the mysterious unknown of that lady's hospitality."
Seeming very skittish, Azayzel's attention on the drow disappears. As he fiddles with a dark red stone earring he hears a voice, "Your soul is mine, none other shall possess it. Continue to do my bidding and you need not fear that I will claim it." His fear almost seems replaced with anger as he speaks softly but not appearing to be addressing any of those that present. "For now you may hold sway over me, but that will not always be the case." He shakes his head and blinks his eyes. Now addressing the rest of the party, Are we finished here? There is something very unsettling about either this place, or our new... um... friend?... that doesn't sit well."
ahahaha! I am the dark lady, reaper of men souls, and I have come to claim thee as my next victim! Ahahahaha! Azayzel let's the other know, "Don't trust her! She's the Dark Lady! She spoke to me... in my mind! She wants our souls!"
"Good. The sooner we get her out, the sooner we can leave." Azayzel looks around the place, half expecting this "Dark Lady" to jump out from anywhere. "Have any of you ever heard of this 'Dark Lady'?" Azayzel scurries over to Ashifenagrisonbenabenisonnia, if they didn't know better... the party might think he was hiding behind the security of the barbarian.
Dark Lady? That doesn't sound too inviting. Hopefully we don't plan on waiting around for whoever SHE is! This place is pretty creepy. Perhaps we could help this 'voice' out and be on our way? What do y'all think?"
"That's definitely an unnerving display. All the victims share common features. Is this some sort of... cult? Does anyone have any idea what or who would have done such a thing, and why?"
"Perhaps the wounds might indicate the nature of this tragedy"
Valik Rythan:
"Studied is probably not the right term. My 'gifts' are the result of an unfortunate choice I made, in a deal with a powerful being who bestowed them on me. As a result I am pursuing redemption from the temple's deity." "This is quite an interesting 'group' of individuals the temple has put together, and thus far I'm liking the morale."
Who are ye to be askin' laddie?
Azayzel, happy he was not immediately shunned away, responds to the dwarf, "My apologies. Of course your correct that introductions should come 1st. I call myself Azayzel Gossamar. I bring a flare for magical interests to the party. I do not imply you with responsibility for my care. I am able to protect myself. There has always been strength in numbers. Would you allow me travel with you?"
"Well, how I came to be here is... well... let's just say... complicated. What I find interesting, is that I have been praying for a sign. Some sort of guidance to light the path to a brighter future. Once ushered in by a forgiving, just, and beneveolent deity." Azayzel looks around and moves his index finger in a circular motion. "And it would seem, that god has seen fit to cross our paths. Tell me, you said you were picked for a mission... would any of you be opposed to an extra hand with, whatever, your trials may be?"
Azayzel's eyes widen in interest as he overhears mention of the temple of Tyr. Perhaps if he could aid this crew in their assignment, the temple of Tyr would be grateful and provide him an audience and some spiritual guidance. He casually drifts toward a familiar face, that of another tiefling (Celephix) and attempts to break the ice. "Did he say y'all were passing through as ambassadors for the temple of Tyr? Not to bother you, but if I may ask, what have they charged you to do?" Azayzel takes inventory of the various uncommon races in the group and a his eyes show signs of empathy, "Creatures like us are not always greeted with a warm reception, have y'all experienced a similar prejudice?"
A slender tiefling walks in. Heads to the bar and retrieves a drink, then finds a seat alone, with few people around. He says nothing, but seems very interested in the travelers.
He thinks to himself, "Perhaps these visitors will provide a reason and means to leave this place?"
This is gossamar4 Pretty much done with: tiefling warlock
let me know when to come in
"Such silliness. Ghosts. Here one moment, gone the next. Of course they definitely have some interesting mannorizms."
sorry for lack of posting. out of town earlier, now we are going into memorial weekend family camping trip. probably won't be able to post until tues or wed. feel free to bot me to keep game moving as needed.
Reporting in. It would appear my Phylactery has brought me here since my last demise! |