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Damn air creatures..., Krakos thinks as darkness takes him...
Oh wow. I hope she improves. That must be stressful for both of you.
Krakos flies up to the creature and strikes at it with his morningstar.
Krakos drinks a potion and gives the outsider an stern glare.
"I think we should risk it. Someone was hiding this from us with that cyclone thing.", Krakos says as he approaches the portal.
"Interesting...I wonder where it goes."
Krakos smashes the crystals in each room that they have visited as he cheerfully tells his companions about the statuettes. "They are a form of Ranginori, a benevolent lord of air who was trapped and exiled ages ago."
Krakos takes the books from Ember. "I wonder what happened to the inhabitants of this tower?"
Krakos looks around the library...
"Interesting. Listen to this.", Krakos says as he flips through the ledger. "This library once belonged to a djinni who went by the name Pahwal ijil Ranginori. He was granted the honor of using Ranginori as his name because he was such a devoted servant of Ranginori."
"Fascinating...", Krakos rumbles as he examines the vambraces. "Agreed Ember, I'm not sure which of us would be able to use these to their full affect. Let us ponder that question while we keep exploring." Krakos moves to the door to the next room. He examines it carefully...
After examining the odorous substances, Krakos follows the others into the next room. He walks up to the wooden racks and examines the weapons, armor and other items.
Krakos kneels down to get a closer look at the chambers under the floor. He carefully examines the substance...
Clutching his holy symbol of Ayrzul, Krakos steps into the room.
GM:
Krakos moves into the room to get a closer look at the cyclone.
"Careful everyone. There is some malevolent force in that cyclone. Some remnant of the fallen. We can put it at rest, but only at the source of that cyclone."
Hey all. I just got access to my account again. Not sure why it took longer than others.
Krakos draws his morningstar and holds it forth in a menacing manner. He shouts at the comozant wyrds (in Auran): Auran:
"Back! That belongs to us! Touch it not or feel my wrath!"
Krakos tries to discern the nature of the creatures.
He tries to steer his body toward the gear.
Krakos tries to steady the ship and steer it toward calmer air. He quickly speaks a prayer and casts a spell on himself.
It would be nice to see some solid ground for a change..., Krakos thinks as he gazes out.
GM: Is there a deck on the airship where people can stand outside? If so, then Krakos will take a stroll when he is off duty and casually drop each of the crystals, so it is carried off by the wind.
"I could help out a bit.", Krakos says as he looks at the ship. He wonders how safe this thing really is.
Krakos plods toward a gnome standing in front of an airship. "That is a wonderous ship you have", he says as he gazes at the ship.
"We are just trying to help...we had nothing to do with this mess. Now... Here. Is. Your. Fruit.", he says in a deep, gravelly voice as he slowly nods at the the fruit in his arms.
Krakos starts to pickup the fruit. "Here, let me help you clean up. Maybe some of these are salvageable.", he says as he examines a few of the fruits that he has picked up.
Are the mission statements in a specific document? I don't see it on my pregen.
"Indeed, Octaris. My brethren would normally starve before tasting such fare, but I have taken a liking to it." Krakos walks over to one of the posters to see where they can be sampled.
With a nod to the air planar kin, Krakos says, "I trust your judgment on the best airship to charter. My name is Krakos, by the way."
"I believe you are referring to Armun Kelisk, are you not?", Krakos says in his deep, gravelly voice. His voice is deep and gravelly. "I have not visited there for years...."
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