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

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Nephrite

"Unless it's magically disguised." Moore says. "An illusion would hide it but not the tracks."

Anastasia

"Actually," Sixtus interjects, "This is known as Gear 59,239,830,310, or informally as 'Helm's Station'."

"Fascinating," Miranda murmurs dryly, all while leading on to the edge of the gear. Here this gear connects to another, this one a land of sand and wind - yet none of the windblown sand leaves the gear, forming large dunes around the edge.

"I can already see the tracks this way," Miranda says, "Moore, could you try Hindsight again, in case the cathedral was warded and not the thief, or to ensure if we don't have a case of mistaken identity?"
<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 nods and tries Hindsight!

Anastasia

No sign of an elephant or anything that obviously makes those tracks.  They just appear.
<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

"It's still warded. I honestly wonder what this could be." A shake of his head after that. "Lead on."

Anastasia

"If it's enemy action," Kaja reasons aloud, "Oddness and time sinks may be a feature for them, not a failing."

Give me Perception, Moore'n'Tryll?
<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


Yuthirin

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?

Anastasia

Both of you notice a faint shimmering where the gears meet, like certain abjurations lightly brushing against each other.
<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

Take 10 for 68 on spellcraft!

Anastasia

A ward has been laid down between these gears, to disorient and confuse any who cross.
<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

"Sixtus, are you able to remove this magic? I think it was laid by our thief." Moore says as he gestures to where the magic is.

Anastasia

Sixtus comes forward and sniffs the air, "You're right," he says, a metallic rasp as he sniffs. "This sort of barrier is completely illegal by a visitor or common citizen. It's my duty to remove it immediately."
<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 will let him do his duty— they'll lose time waiting, but being dazed or disoriented won't be any good at all.

Anastasia

Arcane words are uttered and abruptly...

> roll 1d20+20
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 37 > [d20=17]


A flare as the ward becomes visible a moment and then breaks apart. "Ah good, I'll be sure that they're charged with illegal gear warding as well as theft." Sixtus says.

Kaja is already going, following Miranda as, "The trail continues on the sands," she says, "Don't fly, especially if you use wings. The wind kicked up from it could make the trail harder to follow."
<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?