Temporal pixies

[Anastasia]

Alright Moore, you've been a few minutes. You aren't trapped or dead, are you?

Meanwhile, the dragon turtle does not attack further. Instead it simply seems to listen.

[Nephrite]

I resent that accusation! There's a grumpy dragon turtle that would make Jormungandr jealous. I'm working on it - you all may be able to pass through that barrier, let me know if anything changes.

"Do you understand me?" Moore asks, switching to his normal and less... colorful voice, speaking in Draconic. "When I'm talking like this?"

[Anastasia]

The dragon turtle is silent...before it suddenly leaps up, soaring into the air. Suddenly its dark as he blots out everything above, going high before starting to fall down - in your direction, of course.

[Nephrite]

Moore lets out a laborious sigh.

Hajolaes, you test the limits of hope with this action.

Unless he's been mistaken this entire time and this isn't the right creature?

Regardless, he will make a token effort to not be smashed.

[Anastasia]

Ref save then.

[Nephrite]

[13:59] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+54+1+18+4 evasion
[13:59] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 86 > [d20=9]

[Anastasia]

Not even Moore is fast enough to dodge. Not with how big this is, so he goes down. He races it down, into the waters. He rides the shockwave of it plunging behind him, and as a sandy bottom approaches, flexes his will to burrow out a bit of sand, landing safely in a depression, uncountable tons of dragon turtle above him.

A massive earthquake. What's happening down there, Moore? We're getting past the barrier now.

[Nephrite]

The grumpy turtle continues to be grumpy. He responds to all of them.

He's had quite enough of this. Even his patience has its limits.

You're brave to challenge someone who you, so far, haven't even been able to damage. I give you one final chance to cease this. My friends are not going to take this as well as I have so far.

Peace!


He's attempting the good old Words of Creation 'hey, stop being an asshole' maneuver.

[14:04] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+18+18+15 charisma
[14:04] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 63 > [d20=12]

[Anastasia]

The ground quakes terribly - the dragon turtle begins to rise but fails, slamming back down. It goes still after that, no further sign of aggression.

[Nephrite]

Are you quite done?

Moore huffs once as he rises through the water.

I know you are capable of communication - or whomever it is that I spoke to is. I ask you again to tell me your story.

[Anastasia]

You're blocked in by a giant dragon turtle above you. How are you rising up?

[Nephrite]

Oh, I misread earlier.

He'll just stay where he is and ask the same question.

[Anastasia]

That is a big dragon turtle.

There's no answer right away, at least.

[Nephrite]

I'm under it. I'm fine.

It didn't die or something from exerting itself, did it?

Hajolaes, I think I'm owed an explanation. Sooner rather than later would be appreciated. My friends aren't as patient as I am.

[Anastasia]

A few beats before...

Okay, the stairway is in the dragon turtle's mouth, which is now open. It isn't attacking us.