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Started by Anastasia, May 03, 2019, 12:58:47 PM

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Anastasia

> roll 1d20+43 Miranda survival
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 55 > [d20=12]


Being a cathedral there's plenty of tracks - but you and Miranda both seem to hone in on one set. They're bigger for lack of a word, some sort of four legged beast of burden. A big one, bigger than a warhorse by a good measure.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"You see it too, huh?" Moore asks Miranda. "This way." He gestures to the others as they follow along!

Anastasia

"I do," Miranda says, "Quite a curious-"

"Please halt." The voice is smooth and masculine, commanding in its way. The doors of the cathedral have opened and from it comes a man of gears and gold. Taller than Hanna, he  is whirling gears and moving metal. An Inevitable, one of the residents of Mechanus. This one wears wine red robes and walks with a steady, swift step.

"There is currently a criminal investigation ongoing," he continues, "About a reported theft of a grail belonging to the Helmite faith here. I'd like to ask you a few questions about this."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"My name is Duke Moore of Celestia." Moore introduces himself. "I am here at the request of Lord Barachiel for the same reason. I would ask that you allow us to do our investigation so as to not give the perpetrators any time to get away. Any time spent answering your questions may allow them to escape us."

Anastasia

"Ah, a diplomatic mission," Immediately the Inevitable replies, "Unfortunately, the regulations require that this is not done unsupervised."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

"Well TICK TOCK clockboy, we've got lots of work to do and not enough clocks to fit it all in!" Calleigh is clearly annoyed. "I can just FEEL the RULES in this place! It's super gross."

'Moore, do you know what the object looks like? Can you describe it?'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Nephrite

"A grail is all I know." Moore answers Tryll.

To Inevitable, "Then in the interests of expedience, I would ask you accompany us but not interfere with our investigation unless we are in violation of a law related to a crime."

Anastasia

With a smile, "I am Sixtus VIII. I believe you lack discipline, young courre. Be attentive and you can learn it here. But regardless, I accept your invitation, Duke."

With a gesture and a murmured word, an image appears before all of you. It is of a plain grail, undecorated and simple wood. There are a few stains on it - bloodstains, you think. "This is it," he says, "Nameless as far as I know, simply known as the grail by the congregants here. My understanding is that a mortal saint death consecrated the grail with sacred powers."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore offers a polite nod. "Then, Sixtus VIII, we are following these tracks here." Moore gestures to them and, assuming no one else stops them, will start to follow them with Miranda's help!

Anastasia

Do you have the Track feat, Moore?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite


Anastasia

Okay, Miranda needs a Survival check. Going to pixie her at all?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Sure, He will give her an Inspire Competence for +8 to skill checks for 11m.

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+51 Miranda survival
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 65 > [d20=14]


Miranda begins to follow along the gear, "Whatever it is should be notable," she says slowly, leading the way. "I also believe the footprints are that of a small elephant, probably one trained as a beast of war or a beast of burden."

"What's more interesting is that if this is it, they haven't teleported away or gone to another plane," Kaja interjects, keeping his eyes roaming. "With this being an Outer Plane, I doubt they were incapable, so I smell a trap for pursuers."

"Good," Miranda doesn't even slow down as she talks, gaze on the trail, "A trap means a battle, a victory, treasure and interrogations of the fools left to oppose us."

Kaja's smile shows all his sharp teeth, patting Miranda on her back.

"That may be so, but remember that according to the laws of Mechanus, they are afforded a chance to surrender and be protected by the laws of war, then having their crimes adjudicated and sentence passed." Sixtus adds.

Miranda used the DC 60 epic skill usage to identify the creature she was tracking.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

"Blah blah blah let's find an elephant. It sounds like something that would stand out in Geartown here." Calleigh says.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?