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Derric's face grew grim as he heard the people scream, watching their skin burn and melt. Whatever was behind this would pay dearly with their lives. Pulling out several bags of diamond dust, Derric threw them into the air, wishing that the sunbeams would not affect the people exposed to the sunbeam.
Derric's mind raced as he tried to determine what the numbers meant. Nothing coming to mind, he called out to the other two. "Any idea what this countdown means? It can't be anything good."
Standing beside Gemmel, Derric saw the circle draw itself around him, taking in the paved pathway heading towards the academy and about a foot of grass on each side. "This is it."the sorcerer murmured, "Time to save the world again." Setting his shoulders, his face a grim mask, Derric reached out solemnly, reaching out to the letter. His eyes grew harder as he finished the letter, processing the red button with the shimmering numbers upon it. Hearing Xara speak, he replied, "Yeah, interesting that I can't see it around you." Derric paused. "I suppose it's time to see how deep this rabbit hole goes. the abjurer continued, reaching out to press the large button. I'll be damned if some gods decide that this world will be their battleground. This world is ours, not theirs. Derric thought, as his hand pushed down on the red button.
"Yeah, this is what it looks like, kinda." Derric replied, "I'd try to disjunction it off of us, but it could get hazy, due to the fact that it could seriously damage or destroy our stuff. Alternatively, I could try and dispel it off of us, but I might not be powerful enough to be able to break it. Our third option is to explore until it wears off. Time Stop doesn't usually last that long."
Not me, but it seems to be something like the time stop spell. But it wasn't me." Derric paused, "I wonder..." the sorcerer trailed off as he casted a quick spell, seeing what would happen if he stopped time in stopped time.
I'll head back to the Tower, meet up here at the end of tomorrow?
Sounds good
"I've never heard of it myself. There might be something about it in the library at the Tower, it was already chock full of planar knowledge when we started. However, it's just as likely that we'll find something here at the Acadamae than at the Tower." Derric frowned, wracking his memory for anything. "I'll jump back to the Tower tomorrow, get everybody there to start going through through the books there, then come back here and try and find it in the library here."
"Yeah, it's a little weird, but then again, that's how the people work. They try to ignore the world ending, because they can't do anything it. I suppose we get lost in our own power, Xara, because honestly, I think we have less common sense than they do. I mean, we're trying to stop the end of the world, if you take a step back and look at it, we look absolutely insane." Derric paused, "That won't stop us though I suppose." Derric hauled the alchemist to his feat, looking the man in the eye. "Be more careful next time, you gave us quite a scare. With the state of the world in the condition that it's in, we thought something was happening."
Derric looked at the student who was stuck not a few seconds before. You alright there kid? You were in a bit of an uncomfortable position there for a sec.
I can try. Derric flew over to the man stuck in the wall, then dimensionally hopped down to the ground, near where the others gathered.
Derric follows Xara up after casting Overland Flight on himself.
"I'm calm because panicking would be fruitless. How would running in terror be of any use? Gathered here, in this square, are some of the most powerful spellcasters alive. If we show terror, how do you think the general populace will react. In all honesty, I'm damned terrified of the concept, but I've thought about it's possibility for a long time. We have to be ready for any possibility, and that very well could be one." Derric turned to Xara, a question in his eyes. "I didn't banish those azatas- something called them back or banished them without us detecting it. What we need to do now is try and find out what they were trying to say there at the end. The Acadamae has one of the largest, if not the largest, libraries when it comes to the extraplanar knowledge, we have two days, let's try and find out as much as we can.
A war between the powerful beings that call themselves gods...? Derric looked at the witch as if he seemed daft. "I don't believe that one has happened before, but grudges exist across them. Eventually it's going to boil over, and it could be the warning that we've seen." Derric paused as he listened to the Azata. "Did any of you catch what they said there at the end? Something about a Convergence? Convex? Convention? Convent?
You had a dream too? This was mine. The images and visions that passed before you pertained to two doors. Before the doors a superbly minted coin was slowly spinning suspended several feet off the ground. The coin had a patina on its metallic surface, each side bearing a rune that you were not able to identify. Through one door you saw images of a world in flames. Beings bursting into flame or simply dropping dead where they stood. The other door showed a beautiful and vibrant world. In the foreground a multitude of people prayed in thanks to a golden casket laid upon a large bier in the center of a courtyard. A giant statue stared down upon the casket. The face was not discernible. Another pair of images portrays Torag standing within a ruined temple, one of his own. His raised boot lies on the back of Cayden Cailean's corpse. With remorseful sadness he looks down in pyrrhic victory. In another image he is leaning back against a broken wagon wheel upon a field of a terrible battle, he has one arm around the shoulder's of Brigh. I fear we may be looking at a godwar
That's fair, it's a character that I had previously made that I just leveled down and threw on the array. Didn't even realize he had traits.
"I'd say get everybody prepared. I got a letter yesterday at dinner, it warned that this would happen, cumulating over three days- two days from now. I gave the order to Marian to get the Tower ready for the coming days, and to make sure that a constant vigil is kept at the sanctuary while I'm gone."Derric paused thinking. "I wouldn't prepare for evacuations, as much as I find the arts that they do here... distasteful and dangerous, this college could be one of out best weapons- here are some of the best minds in the world when it comes to the Planes. Get them prepared, protected, but keep them here, we're struggling blind here, we'll need as many people working together as possible, evacuating will undermine that. Oh, and give me a few minutes, I have to grab a friend, he'll want answers and I don't think we all want to repeat ourselves multiple times." Teleporting off in a flash, Derric returned a few minutes later, a paladin in full plate beside him looking a little dazed.
Putting the two unused bags of diamond dust back into his pocket, he murmured his thanks to the azatas. "I wasn't there when it was destroyed, but it was completely destroyed, it's observatory entirely demolished in an incredibly violent fashion. Honestly, I didn't get a chance to get a good look, I was somewhat busy at the time."
"Nothing's following me if that's what you wanted to know. There was a Vrolikai in Almas, it destroyed the temple of Desna. I fought it for a bit, and it drained my life energy." Derric said, allowing the bard to heal him, "It seemed be be bound by someone or something. It's troubling in a time that's already troubled." Derric looked up at the sky, then continued, "I will need further restoration, can any of you restore life energy back to a person?" Derric pulled 5 pouches of diamond dust, each worth 1,000 gold, out of one of his pockets of his robe. "That should cover any material expenses for it."
Well I made a mistake, coming from less than full familiarity with the bloodline arcana I have. Oh well, next time he'll have to make a DC 36 check to survive on this plane, assuming the whole multiverse doesn't just compress into one plane.
Shifting back into human form, Derric knelt recovering his breath. That was a brutal fight. Standing back up, he muttered under his breath. "Have to head to Acadamae. Xara's there, she can help me figure out how we fight this." When he fully recovered his breath, Derric suddenly winked out from beyond the view of the citizens of Almas, startling the students in the Acadamae courtyard.
Unable to shrug off the attacks, Derric staggered back a few feet from the assault, obviously weakened. I told you," the human in dragon form growled, "to GET OUT!" Magical energy ripped out of the dragons's mouth, launching towards the demon.
Yeah, he'll have spell resistance probably, but because of my robe, spell penetration, and the varisian tattoo, I have a +24 to overcome SR with abjuration spells, so I'm looking pretty good there.
Eh, if it gets too tough, I can always banish it- heighten it up to 9, let's see it make a DC 35 will save.
Outsider vs. Dragon over a large city. This should be fun.
Looking at the creature, Derric steeled himself against the monstrous being's attack, shrugging it off. Looking at the creature, he recognized that the creature was not from this plane. Staring right into the creature's eyes, Derric's visage hardened as he strode towards the creature, transforming into a huge golden dragon as he approached it. Get off my plane, beast, Derric rumbled, or I'll remove you myself.
grabbed a netbook while I wait for my computer to come in, posting shall resume.
Derric grinned in the direction of the evil auras. It was aware of him now. I wonder if it knows who I am? Derric thought as he turned to the guards. Tell everyone to stand back a bit, this could get interesting. the sorcerer told the guards. Turning back to the auras, Derric waited for the crowd to recede 10 feet back, then spoke, "Dodge this. DISPARO" At the end of his sentence a bubble of magic shimmered then disappeared, breaking apart magical effects and suppressing magical items.
"It's still here,"Derric muttered,"Let's see if we can't fix that. Muttering out a spell, Derric looked around, searching for any sort of magical auras.
Derric looked at the wreckage in dispair. So much death, so much unnecessary death... Muttering out a quick spell, Derric conjured up a mount beyond the circle, looking out for what happens.
Seeing the terrified looks on the faces of the people. Derric decided to speak. People of Almas, I know you are scared. Some of you may recognize me, I am Derric, the High Guardian. Be reassured, I will be gathering some of the greatest minds in Golarion in order to find out what is happening here. But for now, I ask only one thing of you: return to your homes, something strange is happening, yes, but it is not the end of the world. Right now, you are the greatest danger to yourselves. And what use is this" Derric pointed to the smoking temple of Desna "What good does this do? How murdering your fellow man help you in this time of apparent crisis? Return to your normal lives, knowing that the situation is being dealt with."
"Damnation, I hoped it wouldn't devolve this quickly." Derric looked up at the cracking sky, then started towards the Temple of Desna. The Council would have no power over the chaos in the streets right now. Not until they managed to mobilize the army to restore order. But if the temple burned, then lives were at stake, and thus took priority.
It's not so much the whole worship thing, it's more of the fact that you're a planes-hopping summoner.
Derric stood at the doors of the Tower with Marian beside him. As he got ready to leave, he turned to the headmistress. "Marian, this is what I warned you about. Get the Guardians prepared, who knows what will follow in the coming days." Packed up, he kissed the elf on the cheek. Backing off, he casted a greater teleport, sending himself to Almas. He would talk to the People's Council first, and hopefully he would meet up with some of the other powerful men and women he had met on his travels. They had their share of disagreements, sure, but the world was ending, those disagreements could wait.
It's possible that Derric has run into Gelein at some point in the last few years, he does travel quite a bit with his 'advising'. If we did meet at some point, there might have been a bit of friction, though probably more about the whole caster-killer thing than the disdain for the gods. Derric's pretty subtle with the whole disdain for gods thing, it's more along the lines of he doesn't make any worship of any kind, rolls his eyes when someone beseeches a god, etc. He's not incredibly vocal about it. I can see more conflict coming between Derric and Xara rather than with Gelein.
Derric woke from his dreams, trying to hold onto his dreams as they slipped away from him, leaving him only with a vague recollection of them. Still, they left him uneasy. As he walked through the halls of the Guardian's Tower, observing the various classes and studies going on, he kept pondering about the dream. What did it mean? Derric had never had any sort of dream like it before, and it disturbed him. Not to mention the letter that he had recieved yesterday. If there was one thing that Derric had learned in the twenty seven years or so of his life, was that there was no such thing as consequences. Heading up to Marian's quarter's, he knocked on her door politely. Receiving permission to enter, he sat down on a corner near her dresser. "Something is brewing Marian, between the letter I got yesterday and these dreams... there's something wrong about it all. I'll probably be leaving in a few days time. I need you to make sure that everyone is prepared, the Guardians might be needed in the coming days."
Finally managed to hammer out the last little bit of backstory. Damned writer's block prevented me from putting out the last three paragraphs or so for a while.
I think you may have missed me with PMs DM. Just letting you know.
Don't be sad Vanshoon, Derric doesn't have a demiplane anymore, just a castle near a rift in reality.
One of the new prestige classes coming out on thursday, basically guardians against people that want to tear open holes in reality.
Well, I rebuilt a bit of my character in order to prepare him for taking the Riftwarden prestige class. He now has leadership as a feat with a score of 33 (33 base-2 for familiar+2 for a base) (possibly 35 if you want to consider our characters to have great renown) most of them will be sort of Riftwardens-in-training. Other changes- lost augment summoning and changed spell focus(conjuration) to spell focus(abjuration).
Hello, Still working on the backstory, but all the crunch and stuff is done on this character |
