Krakos, The Avalanche's page

During the voyage back, Krakos will sit and deliberate over the journal found in the tower, ahowing it to the others if they so wish, happy to discuss what this could mean for the concordance. Grateful to be away from skyships for awhile, he thanks their captain as they reach the docks, glad the trip back to Kelisk was less eventful than the journey out.

"We found many interesting phenomena on our joirneys, though of disturbance was a rift to the Plane of Chaos where Thassalonian runes seemed to be drawing power. A protean of great size sought to invade it would seem, but thankfully it is no more and the portal sealed.

There is a grand tower paying Homage to Ranginori, a captured Lord of Air which is intriguing yet I am unsure totally of what this means. I auggest more investigation is needed."

Krakos leaps out of the swiftly closing portal with a sigh of relief, not wishing to suffer any more exposure than necessary. With the creature defeated it would seem closing the rift is the best way to end the threat they had been sent to deal with, effectively helping the concordance seal a future as useful allies to the Planes as well as the member's roll within it.

"I hope this goes well my friends for I do not wish our struggles to be for nought"

Wracking his brain, the faithful of Azyrul thinks back on his teachings for rituals of binding and sealing performed by the clergy and brings aspects of them to bear here.

Knowledge Religion, moment of greatness: 1d20 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 4 = 22

Knowledge Religion, moment of greatness, reroll: 1d20 + 9 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 4 + 2 = 27

Electricity writhes around the Inquisitor but much of it is weakened by Zephyr's earlier spell and he smiles darkly. With Azryul's bane still flowing across his morningstar, Krakos calls upon the Earth-Lord's Judgment for swift death to the foul protean spawn. Reaching back with his Morningstar the Oread brings it down with a roar of justice.

Judgement for +3 to attack

Power attack, Bane, Inspire, Heroism, Divine Favour,Judgement:: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 3 = 25

Re-roll, 2 stars

Power attack, Bane, Inspire, Heroism, Divine Favour,Judgement:: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 3 = 28

for damage:: 1d8 + 8 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + (2, 5) = 35

Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17 Will try a re-roll

Will: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 1 = 26

This is assuming i have passed:

Calling upon Azryul's powers to smite the foe before them, Krakos shakes off the strange effects of the tentacle and grabs his morning-star in both hands, bringing it back in a powerful blow to bring it crashing into the Protean monstrosity.

Power attack, Bane, Inspire, Heroism, Divine Favour, paired opportunists: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 10 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 4 = 30

for damage: 1d8 + 8 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + (1, 2) = 26

Krakos shudders at the sudden rush experienced from translating through the portal, looking around the chaotic plane the Inquisitor shivers at the inherrent Wrongness of it all and processes the effect such a place could have on their own planes. Seeing that his allies have little intention of rushing the creature unprepared, Krakos once again calls upon Azyrul for luck before turning to his temporary allies.

"This creature seems to at least be the expedient to the unnatural phenomena effecting your plane Zephyr, if not the cause. I suggest we destroy this thing and quickly."

Planes, Heroism, planar disruption on the runes: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 2 - 2 = 25

planes, heroism, disruption on the creature: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 2 + 3 - 2 = 30

"Those runes are Thassalonian, the major being Evocation, could the Runelords have something to do with this invasion?"

If i get any questions on the monster knowledge roll - Type (for Bane), DR, Resistances, immunities. In that order ^^

Krakos places the journal into their backpack, determined to read this later to see what more can be gleamed from the situation but it was clear that they had to prioritise their mission for now and the unexplained portal would seem to be the end of their journey thus far.

"An interesting find here my friends, though we should look throught it later. I would agree with Rhyol here and we should investigate this portal."

Unsure of what the portal may bring them, Krakos calls upon Azyrul's blessing to keep him safe from harm. The Inquisitor then follows his Thoqua ally.

[ooc]Cast shield of faith, lasts 6 minutes for +3 deflection AC (total +2 AC)[/ooc[

Krakos follows Zephyr into the Library whilst Rhyol examines the crystalline work of art. Scouring the book shelves, the Inquisitor of the Earth King looks for any information on this 'Ranginori' or whatever has occurred in this place.

If time permits, take 20 on perception for 32. If not:

perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

"I apologise to break your thoughts Zephyr, but we need a clear head here. This whirlwind may be our 'disturbance' we were sent to investigate."

Stepping out of the armoury, bracers in hand, Krakos joins Zephyr in the meeting room and feels the pull odd. Calling forth his godly given might once more, the Inquisitor scans the room for the magical aura causing the phenomena.

Spellcraft, Detect Magic: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 2 = 26

Krakos drops to a knee for a mere moment after bringing the Cyclone shattering, though his weapon drops to the ground with a clash as his limbs seem to disobey him for a while. Shaking his head to clear it, the Inquisitor pushes himself to his knees and fumbles for his Morningstar, keeping It drawn as he checks himself for bruises.

"Zephyr, I hate to bring you poor news but the truth is that this thing is not Ranginori. No, I doubt you will find any of his power still here on this plane."

Stepping into the Armoury, Krakos continues the search they had started before being interrupted.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Terribly sorry, I have been doing 12 hour night shifts, so little time to post as they have been busy. I finish for good on Thursday though so will be much more active then and will try to get posts in tomorrow ^^

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21

Planes: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 2 = 24

Reflexively avoiding much of the Lightning blast, Krakos rolls clear and scans around the room, seeking the cause of the disturbance. Knowing what to do as his allies tell him, Krakos calls upon the Judgement of Azryul to heal his wounds from the foes of air before rushing to the disturbance and striking out with his enchanted Morningstar.

+1 Morningstar, Power Attack, Heroism: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 2 = 30 for damage: 1d8 + 8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 6 = 20

Healing Judgement active to gain Fast Heal/3

Krakos shrugs at the Thoqqua and steps into the room, once more calling upon his godly given magic to sense any auras around the room.

Detect Magic Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

"I know not Rhyol, though I suppose the only way to find out thi information is to open one and find out in the name of being thorough. If there are no objections?"

If there are none, Krakos will step towards the closest closed Pipe and pop off the lid.

Krakos turns to the Tiny dragon and raises a rock-like eyebrow, uncertain what they had actually just said and begins to ponder the repercussions of the find.

"Well, that is an interesting concept! This must be a place dedicated to him then? A lost bastion or temple? Mayhaps we should continue our search for clues."

The Inquisitor will step out of the Mural room and begin to examine the next door along for signs of tampering. Once everyone is prepared he will open it.

Perception vs Traps: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

Door to 7

Krakos marvels at the whirlwind's velocity and how none of them seem to be blown away by what must be a powerful vortex. Following Zephyr and RHyol into the chamber the Oread traces his fingers across the murals, a puzzled look on his face.

Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

"I know not Rhyol and that saddens me somewhat. It would seem that whatever this is, it is a great and revered being. May haps the rest of the tower will show us more.

Intrigued by the blue crystals floating, Krakos calls upon Azyrkul's might to help identify them.

Cast Detect Magic, and I will roll Arcana and spellcraft if needed to svae time ^^. Disregard if not.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

K. Arcana: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Sorry, hectic weekend and then Ill Monday!

fly: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Avoiding much of the impact, Krakos is shocked by being wreathed in fire, though is grateful when Ember appears to fascinate the translucent humanoid.

"Thank you Ember, that was an odd feeling to be sure, I cannot wait to be back on solid Earth."

Squeezing through the wreckage, Krakos grabs the Unguent and makes his way back to the ship.

Back on the ship, Krakos ensures they tie down their supplies this time in case of any more mishaps.

"Well, shall we investigate this tower? I have a feeling what we seek is in that place..."

Thanks OMB!

perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

Krakos lets out a cry as the ship slams to a halt and their much needed supplies go missing. Knowing that they are all important, Krakos goes for the Jar of Pungent plants as it is their best chance of getting home. Attempting to leap after the Jar, the Oread sighs as he realises the chain is affixed to him.

Undoing it, he tries to master his own movement here on this strange plane and 'fall' towards the jar, attempting to grab it as he does so.

Wisdom: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Succesfully change direction and then fall towards the Jar, readying to try and grab it.

This still happening? 13 Days since I last posted...

"Excruciate?" Krakos suggests before whispering ing?" with a wry smile. Noting they were tying themselves down yet not their supplies the Inquisitor frowns slightly.

"Hmm the charts and Astrolabe will be difficult, but shall we secure our food and water? Seems only sensible?"

Krakos nods to the tiny dragon and opens up his pack, carefully re=arranging the contents so that his ally can get purchase. Sitting down and securing himself he looks at the supplies and reads the charts provided.

"Ok Good Captain, where would we need to go?"

Krakos busies himself touring the ship during the journey, excitedly discussing the crew's stories and racial traits, fascinated at the different beings aboard and their potential offerings to the Conclave.

Once they are stopped at a safe distance, Krakos gives the Captain a formal bow and offers their hand to shake.

"My thanks for a grand journey Captain, I shall regard you highly to the Council during the writings of our expedition and my thanks for the lone, this will help us no end."

Stepping into the smaller contraption, Krakos takes a seat and ties his legs down, not wishing to risk such a dangerous contraption, though the Oread turns to Ember.

"Rather than being tied down, why don't you rest in my pack? Less constricting and I am tied down so we should not go too far." he offers to tiny dragon.

Krakos turns to Zephyr and nods, a wry smile on the Oreads face as they make their way up the gangplank of the Airship Well that was straightforward enough he thinks.

"Hmm, yes I believe it is a good idea to embrace all the Unqiue aspects of our cultures if we are going to make this concordance work. Tell me Zephyr, what does it feel like to control the air around you to allow you to float?"

Krakos shakes his head to the Mephit's question, not wishing to be taken wrong by the Captain or cause a disagreement between them and the Concordance.

"Oh no dear Captain, I am merely intrigued as I do not fly often and have seen very few vessels. We have not spoken with any of the other Captains as yet, you have the honour of being the first.

Tell me, would you need permission from your organisation to take us or is the Ship controlled at your discretion when it is your turn to loan it?"

Krakos takes the Air Mephit in his sights and reads for signs of unease, though it is odd to read body language in one so small and flighty. Deciding he is best suited to watching patiently and not souring diplomatic relations he is glad when Jamila steps forwards to calm the Captain's worries.

Such prejudices between the elements, I wonder just how long the Concordance will last unless they can be smoothed out? he ponders to himself.

He does think to ask a question however, as inspiration hits.

"Good Captain, may we take a walk around your deck? Just so that we can be best placed to consider our options?"

Krakos nods at the quick solution to the problem, glad that none of the other members of their band chose to try and escalate the situation, given how volatile some of them can be. Moving on from the altercation the Inquisitor stops at the docks as they look at the names of the three available captains.

"Well, a Gnome certainly is exotic here, I wonder how they camee to be a captain?"

Like Zephyr before them, Krakos attempts to find out some more about the Captains before they interact, though his straightforward manner may be less than helpful in such a flighty city.

I am sorry about the elemental puns...well a bit

Gather Info, diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (10) - 1 = 9

Krakos nods to the Conclave liason and makes his exit, once again studying the building's architecture as they make their way through the halls. Stepping out into the city proper, the Inquisitor of the Earth Lord marvels at the busy place and stays quiet as they make their way to the docks.

Witnessing the almost set-up display, Krakos' eyes narrow as he wonders if something was afoot here and keeping his eye out for pick-pockets or stalkers.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Listening to the briefing and questions of his temporary allies intently is a tall, broad shoulder Oread with pitch black skin and crystal spikes atop his head symbolising hair. He wears a fine black robe, edged in gold and decorated in dark green, over a mithral shirt and carries a morningstar at his hip.

"Greetings all, I am Krakos, Inquisitor of The King Ayrzul, a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

He helps himself to a slice of the pie offered and looks around the chamber they are placed in, suitably impressed the the elegance on show.

"You assume that Powerful Artefacts or the like may be involved, what is the concordance's stance on such a thing if it is found? Are we to return it for study or make our own decision on whether it should be neutralized?" he asks after a while.