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Nodding along as his allies tell their version of the story, "it truly was a remarkable journey, full of harrowing experiences. I must say I'll be happy to find my feet on solid ground again soon, maybe a nice damp cave ceiling above my head. Above all we maintained elemental Harmony and brought balance back to this slice of the elemental plane of air." -Posted with Wayfinder
Joining his companions, nodding affirmatively, "Whatever that was, it never stood a chance against our combined elemental might,"
Krakos attempts to will the subjective gravity to bend to his will but he is just too out of his. . .element.
Keeping his bow in hand, he'll reach out and summon an ethereal morningstar to beat the protean.
"Hang in there guys!"
Life continues to be crazy, my real life Rise of the Runelords group is nearing the end of the Book 6, maybe 10 encounters left and we've been marathoning it. We've had 4 sessions in the past 7 days. And I learned today my boss is out sick with Strep Throat so the trade show she was going to work this weekend passes to me. Friday: 9 am - 11 pm PST
I will try and get posts in using the Wayfinder app but you may have to bot me. I deeply apologize for holding things up. It has kind of been a rare aligning of the planets that has caused such a dramatic time suck for me.
Krakos draws out his longbow and fires an arrow at the chaotic outsider.
His rocky constitution prevents the tendrils from being able to wrap around him. Hm it might have been kind of nice if it had grabbed me. . .Wouldn't have to worry about floating away
Krakos will concentrate to alter his subjective gravity making it so he slides to join Rhyol.
But he instead just remains rooted to the floor, grunting he'll draw out his longbow and watch wearily the tentacle monster.
Sorry for my absence, life got a little crazy for me. I'll make a post shortly.
Nodding to Zephyr, "Thank you, I'll see what I have in my pack to finish healing me, I sure showed that tornado who's boss, eh?" he says with a chuckle. Digging a crumpled up scroll out of his backpack he'll quickly cast it, sighing as its restorative magics does its work.
"Alright, we ready to go through? I can go first,"
Krakos dances and dodges to avoid the lightning, Unfortunately, rocks don't move very quickly, even living ones. Biting his lip as the lightning surges through him, it takes a pretty hefty toll. Looking around at the haunt, he tries to examine it if it will fire again.
Otherwise he will try and damage the Cyclone with his magical morningstar. "I don't know what's gonna happen here but guys, I might not live to see it!"
Smacking himself on the fore head, "Guys, of course this is a haunt, we have to act fast, we need damage that central cyclone somehow to destroy the haunt before it activates,"
As Ember lands on him, he looks about, "yeah its fine, but don't get too comfy,"
Nodding his head at the Zephyr's astute observation, "Yes I noticed the same thing, its odd, I wonder what it could mean,"
Casting Detect magic on the room, Krakos notices the bracers emit a strong aura, taking a closer look.
Frowning with a grunt, he'll pick 'em up, "Hey, any of you guys able to identify these?" he says, holding the bracers aloft.
Krakos will proceed further, opening another door, peering inside.
"I wonder whats behind door number two. . ."
Rolling up his rope he'll stow it on his belt in case Octarus changes his mind.
Frowning, "Well. . I don't want to say it, but its in Oread so. . just don't say anything in Oread and we should be safe,"
Gruffly, Krakos grunts out, "My rope was used to dock the blimp, but I do have some extra length of special rope, its Iron rope, should work just find as long as no one utters the command word," He'll start drawing out the rope, tying on end of it around his waist and then reaching for Octarus to tie him up to the other end.
Arms crossed, "This looks like the place. . .Whatever that black mass is doesn't look good. ." Krakos'll start laying out some rope to use to tether the balloon to the bridge.
Krakos growls something fierce to the elemental in Auran, "Alright alright, quit distractin' me, I get it, theres a storm coming, can you help me and go get that thing over there," He'll gesture wildly off in a direction where something has flown.
Krakos seeing Rhyol approaching him at a high velocity already, he'll brace himself for the impact this big fire slug is going to have when he tries to catch it.
Speaking in Auran, "Guys, I think this elemental here that keeps jabbing me is trying to tell us there is a storm coming. We gotta hurry,"
Grumbling as he rubs the soar spot the elemental left, trying to understand its attempt to communicate. "What does that mean? Is there a storm on the way?" He'll brace himself to try and catch Rhyol when they come hurdling back.
Krakos will dive after Rhyol as she/he/it plummets past him, trying to catch the "Volcano".
"I'm coming ya big grub,"
Still spiraling out of control, Krakos plummets into the abyss. Finding a way to get that drawn potion into his mouth he slurps down the contents and finally stabilizes.
Krakos while falling will try and spin around and dig a potion out of his backpack.
Krakos bellows as he uncontrollable falls in a direction. . . . ssssseeeess"
Stumbling around in the blimp, bumping into Rhyol, scorching his buttocks, cursing "Seven hells, what happened?!" Seeing the elementals, Krakos shouts out a greeting "You lot out there, help us out a bit, won't ya?"
Shaking his head, "This is a nightmare, but if its the only way, lets get on with it,"
Looking around at the skydock that they are at. What an interesting place, I wonder if the Fossilized King would be interested in such a place. . . Krakos speaks up, "Give me a second, I'll be right back, I'd like to check something out first, should be 5 minutes top," He'll slink off and GM Eyes: He'll look for a suitable place to place one of these crystals that can overlook the Skydock.
Nodding along with Jamila, "Indeed, our friend here can regulate its heat so as to not burn any of the bits and baubles on your ship, which are quite remarkable,"
"I am not quite the arcane savant, as I can tell you are, most of this stuff is so remarkable its beyond my comprehension, only a truly amazing airship captain could pilot such a ship,"
Frowning, big arms crossed, "We are investigating the dangers of the Plane of Air, there is something disturbing the balance here, we need to find out and need an airship captain of your. . .caliber to help us,"
Shaking his head, putting one hand to his brow, "Only what we've heard, any gnome that is described as a "dare-devil" must be truly fierce to be called that,"
Shaking his head, "I hate to say this but a Gnome would keep our elemental balance, I only wish it wasn't that particular gnome,"
Looking around, nodding knowingly as if all that knowledge about the plane of air was familiar to him. Of all the places to be sent, why was I sent somewhere I know so little about, I must endeavor to learn more. . . "We need a captain that will get us where we are going with little drama or effort, an old reliable salt-of-the-earth captain"
Singing his hand as he pats the giant lava worm, he pulls his hand away smoking, blowing on his hand to cool it off, "Ahh ha hah, ya got me this time," Nodding at the mini-dragon, "Ahh the famed Chronicler, I expected someone of your reputation to be. . .taller"
Frowning, the dour Oread nods at his companions, patting Rhyol, "Try to eat me this mission and you'll regret it, ya big worm," Grinning so Rhyol know's he's only teasing his long time friend. Trying to keep an eye on the water mephit as it flits around grunting, "Always a pleasure Octaris and Jamila, I'm glad ya could make it, my lady," He drawls out the honorific sarcastically.
Striding into the room, twirling his morningstar a rough and tumble looking Oread with a morningstar in hand and another at his belt, glaring as he listens to the briefing, "I do what I must for the Concordance of Balance," Rolling his eyes while clicking his tongue, "What an honor, riding an airship, don't suppose this mission at some point takes us to a cave or something,"
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