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Started by Anastasia, April 30, 2021, 02:10:08 PM

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Anastasia

The question to ask is, "Erathaol?"
<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

A glance in that direction.

"Lord Erathaol?" Moore voices.

His intervention or something else?

Anastasia

Erathaol's name makes Gyme flinch slightly, and the Third of the Hebdomad says nothing. He merely peers into Gyme's eyes, until the daemon cries out and shields his face with his many arms.

"Speak." Erathaol commands, and then nods to Moore. "Ask what you will of him."
<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 turns his attention back to the daemon.

We'll invoke the spell again and see if it leads to anything to ask about!

Anastasia

"If you would, tell me the location of Quinnar?"
<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 clears his throat.

"If you'd be so kind, then, please tell me the location of Quinnar?"

May as well take 10 for 123 on whatever that is!

A piece of paper and a quill appear in front of him, much like they had for the others.

Anastasia

Give me a Diplomacy check, pixie?
<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

There is indeed writing that follows, under the watchful eye of several. Soon enough it's done and produced.
<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

I get two more questions from this casting, so I may as well use another now since there's likely an important daemon-ish part of this that I need to ask about, like a password or traps or whatever else.

Also 123 on Knowledge to identify what Quinnar is.

Anastasia

"And do you think you fooled us?" Is what you should ask next.
<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 probably ought to have expected this one." Moore says with a small frown. "Do you think you've fooled us?"

Anastasia

A snarl that dies as the light shines brighter, a cry. "To oblivion with all of you," Gyme tries to charge, but Erathaol's gaze freezes him in place.

After that Gyme collapses and snarls, "Fine, I'll write! Don't kill me!"
<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

"Then please do so." Moore says as a fresh piece of paper appears. "You've got guts to try and lie here in front of all of us, I'll give you that."

He will wait until he's done writing again to invoke the last question - then recast the spell again. Having extra spell slots is great!

Anastasia

It's written with a glare, but it is written.

The last question is, "What tactical and strategic information do you know about daemon strongholds?"
<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?