Crushed Slavers

[Anastasia]

Elle smiles, 'I was thinking along the same lines.'

Stirring. Doors open. By and large they are clad in heavy clothes, not a scrap of flesh visible. They stand just outside, eyeing you cautiously. Big creatures, little creatures. Two legged, four legged. One you're fairly sure is a cow. Dozens emerge and watch you, expressions unreadable like this.

[Corwin]

Seira raises her hand, and at the gesture the fireworks still, peering at the locals with their amber eyes. "Hello," she greets the disjointed gathering. "I apologize for the intrusion, but I understand there is a matter of dark omens troubling you?"

[Anastasia]

Elle steps forward, "We're here to solve the problem. Help us help you," she declares, as the figures watch.

Lady Sanzha watches them as Amaryl adds in, "You have nothing to be afraid of. Help us and this problem will be soon solved."

Go ahead. I may call for a Diplo check or some such depending on what you say in the coming post.

[Corwin]

"Given where such signs and portends point, it could be a matter directly threatening not just yourselves or any visitors that cross your doorstep, but this very plane itself."

[Anastasia]

It is the cow that comes forward, horns poking out from its cloth coverings. It moos once, a deep moo before it speaks in Auran to you, "We have seen the shadows coming, new and stranger, traveling the emptiness around us." It's a girl cow apparently, voice that of a wise old crone.

[Corwin]

Of course it would be female, it's a cow! "Do you know where they're coming from? Or, perhaps, where they congregate? Have you overheard them whisper anything about their goals?"

[Anastasia]

"From that way," The cow looks to the left side from where you descended, "They are malicious things but they do not attack us. They whisper of darkness and destruction, and of one of twelve."

[Corwin]

"Is that so?" Seira murmurs, visibly perking up. "We'll take a look, then. Thank you!"

[Anastasia]

The cow moos softly in reply.

[Corwin]

Seira follows the incredibly vague directions!

[Anastasia]

"Vague," Donald remarks once you're flying and out of earshot, "We got any way to make this work better?"

"Seira and I see far," Amaryl says, "I suggest we take a loose formation so we can use that to the utmost." With a faint smile, "I don't think prey will escape our sights when we see this keenly."

[Corwin]

"Mm, pretty much," Seira agrees with her wife. "My spell-boosted vision goes out to two miles. Few divinations match that range, even if the target is left unshielded. We can try to find the path to them if this fails."

[Anastasia]

Okay then, go ahead and describe how you all are set up for traveling like that, since you're going along with it. Just general formation is fine.

[Corwin]

Seira in the front, Donald behind her, Elle to his left, Sanzha to his right, Amaryl in the back.

Perception-wise, I'll take 10 for 84. True seeing, blindsight, darkvision, tremorsense, scent, the works, out to 2 miles. Maybe the unwashed shadows smell!

[Anastasia]

Sounds good. Gimme a d100.