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At the end of the day if your time is stretched it will take it out on the game. It will be sad, but it might be for the best and it's not the end of everything. I will admit, this book I have lost my way and unsure of what way to go and my posting has slowed down. Greyston is fun, he's kinda falling into despair and I don't see it ending well for him. It's been so fun and just full of funny and messed up times. It's a shame we didn't have to much time with Corrleon and Nishimura!
Greyston curses to himself when he see's Corrleon and Corum turn back into their sold form. He floats over to them and does the same. "Whats the matter? I thought we were following Elleross?" He turns as he speaks to look around again. "This isn't a good place to stand we needed to find a safer place." He takes out a potion and drink it.
As Corrleon arrives back Greyston hopes for good news but doesn't expect a lot. Listening to his report he sighs. "There is no other way... This is our path and we have no way off. I just want this done, we hit hard and Elleross can get us out if needed."
Greyston had been quiet, he didn't like the idea of any of this. But he also couldn't think of any other way to get in. "I really don't like this. But I just can't see another way, its the best we have let's do it then Elleross." He then drinks down two vials a shimmer shifts across his body as he drinks the last one. "I'm ready for whats ahead."
Greyston attempts to stand up, but on shaky legs, he can hardly move. "I feel like crap!" He shouts, extremely groggy. "Thanks Corrleon." Pulling out two potions he downs then and can feel his strength returning to him.
"I'm guessing we took it down, did we get what we needed?" He steps forward looking around.
"I'm opening up on this thing I just need to prepare one thing!" He takes a potion and downs it stepping back.
Greystons throat is dry, he's never felt colder in his entire life when they appear back in that crevasse. It takes every ouch of his self-control to stop himself shaking and retching. "I'm sure they are in its cave now having a wild time." He says sarcastically, not really paying attention to Corum but just looking out at the battlefield. "Let's keep moving. Baknarla can you lead on?"
"Then let's get to it..." He hesitates a moment realising just where they are going, and what he hopes not to witness. "The quicker we get this done the quicker we can be away from all this."
Corrleon Rp:
He finds it hard to swallow he had hoped to get back to the hut to unleash all his pent up anger all his sorrow, everything he couldn't bear to hold alone he just wanted it out of him.
"Corrleon, I appreciate it." He holds back a fit of tears as he attempts to get his words out. "But I just need this now, I need to be alone I can't stand to think of Sapphire not being there. Her strength her will to keep moving helped me more than I wish to accept." "We found Lucrezzia, and she died. Who's next? I don't want to die Corrleon, not for Baba Yaga. I would rather it was me in place of Sapphire and Lucrezzia. I would happily trade everything to save them." He pulls away now. "I thought myself a bold man at the start of all this but I was running, I've always been running and now I can hardly keep up. It's been so long I want to go back home to a place I can never go. To feel the embrace of Emily to know nothing bad could happen to me in her arms. But I let her down just like I have everyone else." The knot in his stomach returns as he feels himself almost throw up. "I thank you, but I'm no good to anyone tonight. The Hut gave us Nishimura because of what happened. How long tell we add another damned to our party. You are so beyond me Corrleon, if I didn't have this chain around my neck I'd have run a long time ago."
Hut:
Alone in the hut didn't make it any better, Corrleon catching up to him that didn't help either it was all just building up and now seeing just what the curse does he had to think of a way out. I've come so far, the things I've seen and duplicated maybe I can reverse what the curse does stop the side effect. Moving over to the alchemical supplies he begins to prep for a long night of work, taking out a large bottle of whiskey he starts to pour a large drink and downs it. He pulls out everything from his bag looking for his formula book but spots the flask Del got him, he squeezes it and then places it back in his bag. Remembering the man who got out with his life. Throughout the night, he would stop and look around the overriding feeling of someone watching him catching movement just out of the corner of his eye but then nothing was there. Greyston then spends the night working over his notes attempting to brew something that might rival the curse, every now and then downing a strange colour liquid the taste getting more bitter as the night goes on. He would test more than a dozen before the sun came up.
Leaving the Hut Greyston looks half dead, the night of experiments showing on his pain, cold sweat face. Breaking into the clearing he holds up his hand to show it's him and then sits silently for a moment, arriving as Baknarla starts to speak of the fortress taking out an old tarnished flask and drinking deeply from it. Turning to look at Nishimura as she gasps. "That's where we're going, we got ambushed but these massive creatures and there were we lost two of us."
"Corrleon it looks like you and Baknarla made a nice camp for yourself here." He looks around feeling the bitter cold bite into him. "Nishimura it was a pleasure to meet you even though we were thrown together because of this curse and I'm glad we could free you, I hope we can talk again but. I'm going back to the hut, I've no idea if it will take me to the center room but I need some time alone."
Nice, thanks for that.
"Corrleon it is good to see you and Baknarla have set your selves up well here." He looks over the camp and then sees Corum being to gather up more wood for a bigger fire. "I think I might go back to the hut. You all seem to have it handled here."
"Ok Nishimura, I just wanted to see how the curse works. It's quite the motivator seeing what it did to you. I bet you're happier now." He moves over to a large chair and falls into it. Making more notes in his book. "Well now we're here... I think we should rest. After all, this and I'm sure Nishimura could use some proper rest? and more information on what we're really doing."
Greyston moves to the side of the room. It was nice to just be somewhere more friendly, but he doubted it would last long. "Well... That sorts that." He looks on as the woman is transformed before him, taking out his notebook and making a few quick scratches at the paper. "This curse... It's interesting." He says sounding interested, passionate about something it had been so long he looked like a new man. "How long did you say you were in that room Nishimura?"
Greyston is hit with a sinking feeling. "It leads outside there is no way to get to the central room." He curses to himself, but seeing how the curse works has shaken him even more. "Nishimura, if you wish to be restored you'll have to come with us out there." He points out to the cold wastes. "We're still moving forward, the never-ending pull keeps us moving it seems to be the only way for us now."
"We might be able to help you Nishimura, but not here." He takes a look around the room again, he had wanted none of this he had wanted just a moment a single moment to mourn his dead friends. "Let's just leave and try and find the central room, that might help maybe any movement in this quest will bring you back." While he just needed some time alone he was still interested in how the curse worked, he stares at the woman as she moves about in his old age. He turns and opens the door they came in.
Greyston looks on at the almost mummified woman before him the curse enacting its punishment. "That is a sad tale, Nishimura Shurakasai." Throwing out his normal etiquette he just walks closer to her, studying her. " My name's Greyston Fenris. How do you feel? The curse has ravished you but doesn't seem to kill you. Any idea how long you have been like this?" "I would assume if you were able to continue the curse you would regain your former strength as you said." He pushes forward with his observation as he has to try and forget, he wants to busy himself.
Greyston shrugs off his satchel and thick furs and begins to step forward slowly. All the fight has left him, even something so out of place that would have scared him before is nothing to a man who just doesn't care anymore. "Another enemy, another friend of Baba Yaga. How can you tell the difference. I don't care if it kills me or saves me."
That works for me, it's exciting to meet you.
Greyston turns everything just trying to make him snap today, it is almost too much. As Elleross points out the door ahead he pushes past everyone and reaches out to open it.
Greyston feels knee first into the snow as he watches Elleross walk off into the hunt. Everything hurts, he was like an exposed nerve. Looking down at his hands, as they were shaking uncontrollably. He wouldn't be moving anytime soon.
Greyston swings out as Corum with no effect as he misses with each swing. "Let me go!" He struggles. "We should have stayed! I could have brought them back!" He pulls himself free now and starts to pull out a few purple hued potion vials. "I have what we needed, I could have brought anyone that went down back!" He shouts out throwing the potions as hard as he can out into the tree line. "They are dead! Just like everyone I get close to dies, this is a foolish mission it was foolish from the start. I cared for Sapphire! I... I didn't tell her how I felt but..." He tails off the tears running down his face now. "She'll never know, her last moments were of me running away. When I always said no matter what I'd protect her, I'd heal her." He lets out a long sigh as he looks back at Elleross on the floor. "You know what you really do remind me of my father, he gave and took away and said it was for my own good. He didn't think I was strong he just decided it all for me."
Yah, let's see how this pans out.
Greyston realises too quickly as he reaches out to grab on to Sapphire. "You're not staying if you stay we all stay!" He shouts as if what they said was insane. Elleross holds him back a split second before Sapphire and Lucrezzia vanishing from sight. Standing in the familiar clearing Greystons heart sinks he knows what just happened he knows what it means but he can't let go."No! Take us back Elleross! You can't leave them behind! How could you do that!" He shouts out at the old elf grabbing on to him attempting to push him. "They won't last alone against them!" He shouts out again. The frustration flowing off his anger directed completely at the old elf.
Grayston flys down to Elleross. "Let's make this quick." He shouts out.
Floating in the air Greyston again reaches into his satchel and unleashes a torrent of explosives down on the creatures.
Lies :P These things are sick.
Grayston screams out as the freezing spray hits him. He is quick to move as he flys straight up hoping to get away from any more attacks. "Focus them down one at a time." He shouts over ragged breath, as he fumbles for a bomb to throw.
Ok, that's good. We will need all of that, it covers us very well for both players we lost.
Greyston hardly feels the cold now, a combination of magical effect and his uncaring attitude to it all. He just wants to keep moving and get this done. "What now, more lizards?" He says taking out a vial and drinking it, his body begins to hover off the ground.
Grayston steps back to the ice wall, not getting hit by the breath of the creature but still feeling the bitter cold he takes out two bombs and lobs them at the creature nearest to the group.
Any info on who you got or what they will bring in? Or is it a surprise?
Greystons stomach starts to knot up as he looks at the monstrous creatures. Envisioning one of them grabbing him. "That them down fast!" He shouts out as he starts to lob his bombs hoping to slow them down.
[ooc]Spells - mutagen, heroism
I would really like to continue. But I wouldn't hold it against you if you choose to end it. We would have to recruit for at least two replacements as it is a big loss for the group. I'm sure we all have friends on here we can ask to join but then it comes down to if you want too.
Lucrezzia! It's truly a shame, it has been brilliant playing with you. I wish you all the best and hope to see you around again someday.
"Ok..." He says hesitant but accepts Ellerosses offer of saving his Extract. "I really don't like this." Shouting out as he jumps with the others, feeling for a moment the fear of falling uncontrollably only to be slowed like he was flying.
Greyston stands at the edge looking down the crevasse, his stomach turning. "I'm going to fly, I have prepared something for this. How are we going to get everyone else down? He walks back from the edge as the wind picks up.
Greyston forces a smile, as he appeases the group. "No choice." He let's that hang in the air, curses flash through his mind. "Another long walk it is then. I'm learning to ignore the cold, it's numbing me to a lot of things. On ward." He points out to the white nothingness.
He turns to Elleross. "Free these lands... what next? We'll be taken to another planet, another plane and be expected to save everyone. But we can't help ourselves." He looks over to Sapphire, she has been so quiet. It breaks his heart thinking about her and how close she came to death. ---- Greyston turns back to the wolf woman pondering on the crevasse and the way into Ivoryglass, feeling the unending pull on him he lets out a long sign. "Ok it's sorted. Let's get a move on." He gets up wiping the snow off him. He turns to Bescaylie, dreading traveling in the snow after the ease they flew here. "Thank you for the ride. It is extremely appreciated. I hope you have a safe trip back, and a long life ahead of you."
Greyston starts to rub his temples as the woman tells her tale, grimly he speaks up. "So more things to do, more expectations." He reaches for his flask but only taps it just knowing its there is an enough for now. "Can you give us any information on what we can expect? What are we going into?" He looks to the woman waiting for Corrleon to translate.
Greyston frowns, turning to Corrleon. "Translate this for me." Turning back to the wolf creature. "What do you mean? Explain yourself."
Greyston holds his ground as the wolflike creature steps close and pokes him. "Whats she doing? What did she say?" He holds out a hand to her, unsure what to expect.
"Thank you Lucrezzia, I appreciate it immensely." He smiles, then turns his attention to the wolf creature. "We saved it, maybe we should see if it has any information for us?" He waves to it then, shouting out in common and draconic. "We wish to talk! We saw you and wanted to help."
Pushing on he wants to end this now before anyone else is grabbed. "Let's move over to Corum! We have to check him." Pulling out a bomb and lobbing it.
hp - 70/80
Anger in his eyes Greyston unleashes two bombs at the creature that has Corum grappled.
Greyston can feel the broken bones, smell the burning skin he doesn't want to move maybe here now it would be easier to just die. But he can't, he won't. Pushing himself up on to shaky legs, he looks about making sure everyone else is ok, seeing he is the only one to fall he pulls at his satchel rearranging it then takes out a large red vial and drinks it.
HP 52/80 AC - 20
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