Fey Reconnaissance

[Zephyrus]

 Nikkolai is in his room, alone right now. It's a quiet, peaceful day in Air, the wooden floor the only thing providing any sense of 'down'. OOC: Ball's in your court to fiddle with the symbol or attempt anything or wahtever.
Nikkolai sighs, leaning back in his chair, eyes distant as he recalls their previous adventures in the Abyss. His gaze wonders over to his knapsack, where the phylactery is hidden and wrapped carefully in layers of cloth and spare blankets. "So much trouble for so little a thing." He mutters.
As his right hand drums idly on the desk provided to the room, he catches a glimpse of the small marking on his hand. He holds it up to the light in order to get a better look. "I would dearly love to talk more to Balinbomb. I wonder if this is a means of communicating with him?"
OOC: Make an K:A check.
roll 1d20+17
OOC No bot
OOC: Fixed.
roll 1d20+17 Dammit, Dune. Not *that* bot.
 --> "Nikkolai rolls 1d20+17 Dammit, Dune. Not *that* bot. and gets 30."12 [1d20=13]
With some pondering, Nikkolai realises he can invoke the magic symbol on his hand to communicate. It will be a bit draining, but it's not like he can't rest right after, right?
Kallen is now known as15 Knight
"Hmm. This shouldn't be *too* difficult." With a frown of concentration, Nikk attempts to infuse the magical symbol with some of his mana, attempting to activate it!
The symbol glows red, flickering with flames! Across the void of realities, Nikkolai hears Balimbomb's voice. "Hm, took you long enough to figure this out," his voice sounds faraway, staticy.
Nikkolai shrugs, forgetting that Balinbomb couldn't see the motion. "I've been more than busy lately, in my defense. Is there a way to arrange a face to face meeting? Or are we limited to this crude method of communication?"
"Can you come back to Arborea and then into the fey world?" Asking back, "This will suffice for now."
Nikkolai sighs. "Very well. I suppose you're right. Still, we have much to discuss." He leans back once more in the chair, twining his hands behind his head. "Tell me, what news have you of your mission to rescue the boy?"
"The lich is better guarded than some nether heritors, so it was a failure, but it was not fruitless. I have gained some information on her defenses." With a low mutter now, "The Lady of the Green Kirtle has stepped up her defenses - she hides behind a lost waterfall, in a palace of transparent bone and ivory. Approach is impossible without the proper counter measures, or the magic in place will translocate you to other dimensions. You'll need
or the magic in place will translocate you to other dimensions. You'll need to be able to cast or have 3 scrolls of dimensional anchor, then engage in a complex ritual to breech through the waterfall."
Nikkolai grimaces. "Oh, wonderful. So much for going in by way of the front gate. Are there no back entrances? Anything at all to keep her from noticing that I'm beating down her front door?"
"Not that I'm aware of, but I didn't search forever." So answering, "I'd come loaded for one hell of a fight, or find a way to be sneaky."
"I'll come up with something. The eventual goal is to put that undead whore in her grave--permanently, so I'm fairly sure we'll be taking option one. I don't suppose you can be more specific as to where this waterfall is?"
"It's about thirty miles to the southwest of that big town you talked of," Balimbomb says, "Isolated. The waterfall itself took some work to find, you'll want to scout it out first. If she's smart, and I think she is, she'll have scouts keeping an eye on anyone poking around."
"I agree. She was a very nasty piece of work in life; cunning and unpredictable. When dealing with her, it pays to be paranoid to the extreme. Is there anything else of note you can tell me of Her or her surroundings?"
"The entire grounds smelt and felt of the curse of undeath. Be cautious and be wary." Balimbomb says, "She is not the only walking corpse there, I wager. Dark energies protect and shield her."
"My thanks, sir." Nikkolai pauses. "There is one last matter to resolve before we speak of my terms of service."
OOC: Let me know if I need to roll diplo. I *really* don't want to piss him off, especially since he might actually have me in a binding contract if he wasn't lying
"Speak of it then," Balimbomb says.
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • > OOC: I'll ask you to roll diplo after you next line, likely.
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • * Nikkolai is careful in choosing his words, picking them with great care. "During my time in the Abyss, something seemed to awaken within me. Something that hungered to see the worlds burn in flames and laugh while doing so. Strange things have begun happening to me; flames flickering in my vision and smoke pouring from my mouth. I've gained a control over Fire that I never knew I had. Is it possible that you were perhaps...mistaken...w
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • <Nikkolai> Is it possible that you were perhaps...mistaken...when you cast your blood magic upon me? I do not believe that a mere nymph would pass along such power and hunger."
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • > OOC: Make diplo
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • > ?
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • <Nikkolai> roll 1d20+20 Come onnnnn
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • * Hatbot --> "Nikkolai rolls 1d20+20 Come onnnnn and gets 22." [1d20=2]
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • > No reply immediately, none at all. "I am not mistaken! Boy, do you know anything about fey? Fey are often creatures of chaos, with an unpredictable bloodline! Sometimes mutations happen, or the nymph had some fire in her blood, or another source mixed with the nymph's blood! Perhaps the nymph herself was a half breed with something else!"
21:10  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • * Nikkolai inclines his head, forgetting once again that Balinbomb couldn't see him. "My apologies, my Lord. I am very ignorant of my heritage but I'm eager to learn more. I meant no offense in the least, I assure you. Could you perhaps suggest a method where I could divine more from my blood?"
21:11  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • "Certain auguries and research can be done," Balimbomb says, "But it is time consuming. Most likely after you've dealt with your nemesis and tormentor? Unless you have a powerful cleric as a friend who cast appeal to a power itself for knowledge."
21:14   Nikkolai_       • "I see. I suppose you're right. Dealing with Her is more important. Speaking of, I have her phylactery in hand. Have you any suggestions as to how I could ward it from scrying or other prying eyes?"
21:14                   • Nikkolai [~Zephiroth@173-107-204-206.pools.spcsdns.net] has quit IRC
21:17  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • "Get a heavy lead box and keep it in there. It won't stop her from scrying on you, just the phylactery."
21:20   Nikkolai_       • "That will do. And now, my Lord, we come down to it. You have fulfilled your end of the bargain; I shall fulfill mine. You have your year and a day from me. Will you not explain to me my role as your servant? You left my status somewhat unclear when last we parted." Nikkolai's voice holds just the slightest tinge of impatience.
21:23  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • "Oh yes, a year and a day...of course, neither of us said when." There's a momentary pause and a chuckle, "Finish your affairs with the lich first. Let her wrath not be hanging over you like the wrath of Orcus."
21:26   Nikkolai_       • "As you wish. I will seek you out as soon as my business is concluded and I'm able. If you don't hear from me in a month or so, well...if you want my service that badly, I'd suggest you start looking for my soul somewhere on the Lower planes. I know that me dying might be a bit of an inconvenience for you, but that's the best I can do." Nikkolai grins wryly.
21:31  @Tiny_Ko_Army    • "Until then," Lord Balimbomb says, his voice fading and silence taking back over.