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Started by Anastasia, December 25, 2019, 07:07:53 PM

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Anastasia

"I do," Ianvasah agrees, "Hold and I'll take care of it." A few murmured words and a bit of holly later and the spell is in place.

Planar tolerance, CL 35.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

Alyssa lets the magic wash over her.
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Anastasia

With that done...you stand just atop a hill. A hill of ash in a realm forever and always just that. It is silent here save for the howling of the wind, the great heap of ash unremarkable on a glance save for one thing. A stone obelisk has been placed atop it, made of solid, dull red stone and about 20ft tall.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

Alyssa inspects it! Study time!
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Anastasia

As Ianvasah keeps watch, the chakram feels icy cold inyour grip. Your hand goes numb as you read it. In draconic you read the following: My beloved son and my son's mate: I avenged you.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

"Hmm... So a grave for a parent... As much as I want to research it and find something of us... I'm no desecrater. Where do we go from here, Ianvasah?"
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Anastasia

"There's word that Sharrans are near here," Ianvasah says, "Where better than a place of revenge and death?" She looks about, "All we have to do is find them."
<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?

Iron Dragoon

"Hmmm... Let's get some altitude. Though, this is a good chance for you to learn another aspect of dragon-kind."

Alyssa heads up!
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Anastasia

Thus Ianvasah transforms and flies up with you. The two of you go up and...

How far up?
<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?

Iron Dragoon

Dunno, 100 ft or so. High enough to get a good view of the area so I can look for things out of place.
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Anastasia

<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?

Iron Dragoon

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Anastasia

It's a hill, not the only one but the only one with an obelisk. Like most of Ash, nothing but ash is about, in heaps and blown on the wind.

Ianvasah circles about, gaze below.

> roll 1d20+51 Ianvasah perception
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 69 > [d20=18]


'There,' Ianvasah sends to you, starting to descend down.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

Alyssa follows, readying the Chackram with her TK.

Speaking of the chakrams, what are the actual stats of this thing?
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Anastasia

Dead Moons: 2 chakrams+6, unholy and returning. When both chakrams strike the creature, a delayed blast fireball modified by the corrupt spell metamagic is cast (CL24th), centered on where the creature stands.  The thrower of Dead Moons is immune to this fireball. 287,500 gold.

Below Ianvasah lands, on a patch of ash the same as any other. "There's something here," she declares, giving the ground a few good stomps.
<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?