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After an encounter with a nasty pair of skeletal dragons the entire party had a boatload of negative levels My arcanist raids the druid list for spells, so they have death ward. So death ward on me, death ward on you, death ward on you, death ward on your cow... (its a griffon). Death shows up. "...the deathward on the cow was a bridge too far wasn't it?"
Justin takes a few deep breaths and looks at the caretakers to see how the kids fared. Then asks snowflake "This isn't a situation where we can kill the head vampire or something and turn them back if... " Justin.. may have been missing a few text books from his libraries collection about this sort of thing.
Justin facepalms. "Its not a matter of keeping it. That's for the mayor to decide. Its suspiciously like a payment for something. " He grumbles. "We keep looking but we should plan to be back in town an hour before sunset. I feel bad for the individual random farmers he might be targeting, but he could turn the entire town while we're searching the countryside hoping to run into him. "
The party is chatting up some dinner guests, one of whom is a drift engine physicist of some renown. After a rocky start the star shaman is cranking out some high 30's low 40s checks to talk about the drift engine while using the party finger food into a demonstration and writing fourth dimensional math equations on the wall and ceiling "so if we let this pudding represent the superfluid of interdimensional space... " From the next table over "Worried they're going to give away some secrets?" "Starting to worry for the safety of our guests. That thing isn't going to WORK is it?" "
"We. do not. have time for this. Someone is out there actively making more of these. I am sorry for this man's plight but if it takes us an hour to see to every victim and 15 minutes to make another victim all we are doing is delaying the inevitable and not for very long at that. By all means help him but if he can't lead them to us quickly we need to move on or everyone in town is going to be in the same boat. "
"It's an expression. It means you pay a lot for them. Which makes sense if you consider how many years you need to go to train to channel divi...argh. later. Snowflake If you want to do something I can make him a lot hardier for about 20 minutes though. "
"But teacher Justin, I heard that there was a *GIANT* dragon!" a dragon, a dragon, i swear i saw a dragon... "Its only the size of a small horse large pony and its technically a lizard not a dragon. Mister Dayo can probably take you to meet him. Bring Handkerchiefs to wipe off the drool " Justin wonders a second later if he's been tricked into a field trip, but is fine with more practical ways to learn things than lectures
Justin Norvegicus, The Mica sage Name: Justin norvegicus
Spoiler: Description Standing at a whopping 3 feet tall if you count the ears (which he insists do in fact count) Justin is covered in a large fluffy coat of white fur that hides more than a little fluff underneath. Large red eyes peer at through even larger gold rimmed glasses, which he adjusts with the tiny pink hand not busy holding a precious book. His clothing appears to have been assembled at random out of whatever was in the lost and found at a not especially prodigious school. When he was given a statue of himself, he insisted that it be as tall as everyone elses. The extra space is a podium depicting the story of the sages in a dry, boring, but accurate report on three sides. On the fourth is a copy of comprehend languages, so future academics can always have access to a useful learning tool. |
