Guildhouse:
She turns as the massive Trox enters the greeting hall. With her neutral demeanor she states, "Welcome Rarghg. Will you be staying or heading out with Kislum and Skärbründ?"
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@ the guild: She states plainly to him. "Skärbründ, You know Desseer he never does things straight forward. So indeed you on the scene would likely unsettled his plans. Though if you intend to fly there it will take about 2 weeks to get there."
She turns to the other great One. A smile still on her face that doesnt reach her eyes, "Kislum, its good to see you too! In total now would be 11 Great Ones. Though some have gone into seclusion one way or another. Also at least one more guild made it. Dragon's Glory. We have a non aggression understanding with them." She offers, "You could also get there in a few hours if you use the obelisk system. A new form of transportation, teleportation magic of one sort or another is needed."
Skärbründ and any others at the guild house.: Lillend, Inennarra, and many of the other subordinates can be found in the greeting hall. Innennarra, Desseer's personal assistant, greets you quickly and states, "Welcome Great One. As you subordinates awoken we knew that your presence was bound to happen soon. Desseer, Myriana, and Ink are out on business right now. Would you like a route to get to them quickly or will you be traveling to Cinder by wing?"
I am Desseer's cohort! 5/5 gestalt no template. So you may choose to give them a template but it subtract from their classes. For example: 3/3 Gestalt with a +2 template.
She approaches Desseer from the outside. Patiently waiting outside his aura of influence, she does not approach until he gives the signal. Desseer: Remind me, do we have a telepathic connection or would we need Ink for that?
She steps forward from the shadows of the room and curtsies. Then she walks over to Heather and asks, "Shall we?"
A few minutes into breakfast a servant comes in and whispers to her. She excuses herself and if Desseer asks she simply says, "Trivial matters that must be dealt with." She would bow to the three of you and state, "I had a wonderful time and would wish to repeat it often! I am glad you have found such a wonderful person Myrianna. I am just a message away!"
She languidly states, "No don't bother the servants are waiting for my cue to begin making breakfast for our party. Shall I make the meal for in bed or at least here in wonderful company?"
She looked relieved at first, seeing Dominique, as he was whisked away she shook her head. Looking upon the scene she smiled with obvious interest. As she thought about what to say Desseer appeared and she hugs him back. She exclaims, "Why my Lord... you should not have used the rod." She then states matter of factly, "I am more capable than that," Then in a softer more intimate voice she whispers, "and I have a promise to serve you." She looks at the two naked bodies before them and then back to Desseer with an eye brow raise.
She returns before Dominique and checks with Myriana concerned, "How is she? She looks much better."
She comes into Myriana's room in a rush with a rod in her hand. Desseer notices the rod and remembers it is a cursed item. After dropping a backpack on the end of the bed she nods to Desseer stating, "I will go first. There are scrolls and other items that might work. I realized a lot of them were non magical..." She taps the rod to Iris' torso and says, "Blessed Burn!" The runes on the rod begin to glow vibrant red. There is sizzling of flesh for a moment then Inennarra is simply gone.
Desseer:
It is a rod of bodily restoration it can restore 3 points of ability damage with 1 charge, 6 with 2 charges, 9 with 3 charges, or 1d4 points of ability drain for 3 charges.
Each charge gives 2d6 fire damage and drains 2d6 hp. If you fail the DC 25 Will save after using the rod then you are dimensionally sent to another plane, if you survive it brings you back in 4 hours.
Myriana sees Iris' Constitution goes up to 10.3.
At the first part she looks confused but lets some of the information by and nods at your words. "Who do you mean Do-may-oku? I am not apart of the conquest activities, I manage the guildhouse for Desseer and the other leaders." She states hoping to make certain connections.
Domayoku: She politely says, "Yes we have lots of room. Plenty of room for many 'activities'." She emphasizes the last word leaving it up to interpretation.
She giggles a bit shyly stating, "Oh there are many things I do for fun. I entertain in all aspects of the word. I enjoy playing games and pleasing my lord. Most of all I love to change shape and mess with my fellow minions." She laughs at the thought of it and asks, "What do you do for fun? Would you like to play a game with me?" ☆☆☆
"Yes Ink the Spot. My flesh is the same as before, you form pseudo forms but never flesh, correct? Ink unless you have some business with our guests I will take them away.
"Where will be going?" Domayoku asks, looking around the room. She coughs lightly and asks, "Sorry I must have misheard, what was your question?"
With big, sweeping gestures he bellows, "Welcome to our abbatoir! I am Desseer Arnalc, the guild leader! I'll let my guildmates introduce themselves. I hope that your stay with us is pleasant. Alas! I will not have the privilege to get to know you. But!" he starts with another sweeping gesture behind him at Inennarra, "This is Inennarra, my personal assistant. While she has many duties here, she will make herself available to you for your stay. Right, Inennarra?" As if a bit out of the loop she catches on her name being dropped and steps forward. She curtsies and states, "I will be available for any requests and your rooms are presently being adjusted to your appearances. If you want anything or anyone specific please let me know."
She relays impassively, "As I had relayed in some of the messages Kaiedees sprung free and interacted with Baris. He is now back in his 'home'. He is very weird my Lord."
"As you wish my lord," She states as her hand rubs down your body as she slips free. "You should speak with Lady Soran and Kaiedees. I have little else to relay besides status reports."
She smiles with glee at the contact. She purrs back, "Of course my lord... would you like for any personal administrations from me?"
"Yes, anything in particular that you wish to see upon the spread?" She asks as she calls for the servants. The servants quickly leave and spread the word. By the time you reach the hall the appetizers are reaching the table.
She quickly relays the general notes on the occurance, "My Lord, The magma elementals had gone berserk. We still don't know why. They have destroyed over a quarter of the base. The magma elementals seemed to multiply. We were approached by Olo, this water spirit. It offered to help for a nominal fee though its master would likely want to come and converse terms. It said it would not agree to anything without seeing those who are in charge. It spoke to Soren as acting leader in your absence."
She cautiously states, having standing there the whole time, "Lord Desseer if you would allow me to speak."
"Welcome back my lords. What would you like to address first?" She says pleasantly knowing there is much work to do.
She calmly states, "Come along then, no need for violence. We will do what we can to help you get your memories in order. Kaiedees run ahead and tell the others to prepare for memory magic."
She stands with a hand on her waist questioning, "How do you know, he does not appear to be an elemental? He may just be a rogue agent. Who are you? Who do you swear alligence to?"
With the all clear she enters into the HQ. She quickly gets to her station and notices that there are still some active defenders in the building which means they are fighting. She quickly moves down to that location seeing a blue black tiger on the way she calls out, "Midnight! Would you please escort me down. Apparently not all of the enemies have been dealt with?!" With Midnight's assent she leads following the indicator on her bracelet to the goblin Kaiedees. There in the hallway the goblin is facing off with a halfling of some sort. She shouts, "Stop this at once!"
HQ: She quickly adds, "We have been approached by a water spirit. It has offered to help for a nominal fee though its master would likely want to come and converse terms. It said it would not agree to anything without seeing those who are in charge. Shall I summon it? With Desseer gone ________ is in charge of said decisions."
To the subject matter of Troas and Kellek, she states, "Troas and Kellek are in some of the main battles but they have been forced back for healing and thus losing precious space. They can only do so much."
HQ: The crowds are of monstrous creatures of many different forms, circling overhead you would recognize many of them as a few cry out, "Mistress So'ren!"
The massive elemental that is normally the drawbridge seems to be to the North laying down along the edge of the moat. Spouts of magma periodically emit from the castle and the fire spreads. The few who can fly keep transporting minions to the plains. As land Inennarra rushes forward and quickly spouts, "The magma Elementals have gone berserk. They have destroyed over a quarter of the base. We have been evacuating those who can't or shouldn't fight. The magma elementals seem to be multiplying. As the drawbridge appears to be sick and went to rest. It is strange that so many know fear, as sickness spreads among the ranks."
She let's it drop and walks back to her station.
She seriously states, "I and your other servants know this, we were made for you, for the Seeds of Slaughter. We are but tools for you to use as you wish." Then she steps forward right next to Desseer's ear and whispers, "We would not exist without our masters. I do hope you will let me show you my love." Galah'ad: The elderly aasimar signs and seems to have the ability to read minds or just a lot of experience, "Technically an alternate dimension. It is a spirit prison, apparently wizards created the crabs as they were fighting undead. They use spirits of all kinds as fuel for their engines. There were many of us before, some even stripped of their mortal coils to feed the beast. Over the years they have been used up leaving the strongest behind."
She replies proudly, "High concubine of the Asua Clan, Serisha Le Tearsu. You may call me dame or mistress Tearsu. If you don't then you are for sure stuck here with us."
She gladly comes over to Desseer with a skip in her step. She nods with understanding and says, "Of course you Master's of the guild are from another plane, otherwise you would have been with us always." Then giddy like a school girl her voice finds a higher octave she excitedly says, "Yes it makes sense, now we can serve you forever!"
Galah'ad and Myriana:
She returns from her arduous task and returns to her station.
She pleasantly states, "All of Fyr's babies are adorable, may I pet Jimmy?"
She walks over, lays a comforting hand on his shoulder, and asks, "Desseer, what would you like? I will have it whipped up in a jiffy."
"Thank you, Inennarra. Of course I do, I was making sure you did. Your behavioral parameters seem to have changed. I was wondering if maybe your capabilities had been upgraded." So'ren says with a slight smile. She questions with curiosity, "They have? Interesting I feel like myself. Upgraded? Now that sounds interesting, Desseer what upgrades can I get?"
She shifts in her embrace with Desseer to look at So'ren and casually responds, "Inennarra, 5th level rogue, guild functions: infiltration and information gathering, as well as assist in guild upkeep logistics. You know this So'ren."
Upon your words of distress she comes back to her senses, untangles her leg and remains hugging him less tight. She quickly laments quietly, "I am so sorry. I forgot myself. I didn't hurt you did I? Sorry you are struggling with your concentration, let me help." With a quick spell she is able to cast foxes cunning,
Desseer:
With your detect thoughts you pick up on her emotions as you say you are going to hug her. She is thrilled and excited. She is completely focused on you and her mental awareness of those around her fades fully enjoying this moment. She obviously enjoys the hug and embraces him back, one leg even hiking up to wrap around one of his legs in a rather provocative action.
She nods in agreement as Desseer prepares the spell. Desseer: You can read her thoughts. She is worried for you more than the others. Though there are fleeting thoughts of her duties and the state of clarity for them all.
She looks over at Bragus wide-eyed and confused. You can see her mind tracking by his words but it just not registering. She quickly backs up from Bragus after him poking her cheek. She points out a bit curtly as her cheeks redden, "Bragus you don't have permission to touch another's subordinate. Please make sure to make requests in the future before acting." She moves back towards Desseer.
She let's Desseer take control of the console but does not move. Obviously enjoying the proximity as her breathing speeds up. She lightly bites her lip trying to remain in control. At Desseer's paniced words she tries to calm him down, "Yes our world is called Yggdrasil. You are in your own guildhouse. What do you mean 'end the dive'?"
She sashsays away and taps on her console, she says, "I can bring up the security menu, agriculture, and my other menus."
Attentive as always she grabs a pitcher and several wine glasses in one hand. She comes over handing one glass to Desseer before filling it with an orange clear liquid. With a wink she purrs, "Nectar of the gods! Oh are you feeling alright?" She looks concerned her facial features adjusting... Smell was never apart of the game except for when it came to food. She has a very lemony citrus smell!
She smiles and walks back to her pull down screen for security purposes.
Walking in late as usual, she struts up to Desseer and whispers loudly, "It looks like those who are coming, are here. No one else even replied to your invites. How rude!"
Here she is! Please let me know if the picture should be changed...
Still willing to take on a few more players! X
hp = 25 hp before bonuses |