Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 07, 2017, 12:52:22 am
Post by: Acacea on January 07, 2017, 12:59:11 am
Of course, it is fortunate that he adds "for now", as while he is declaring the area safe, more water flows over the piers and sludges about in a generally ill-tempered and discourteous fashion. The quavery voice within is having none of it.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 07, 2017, 01:14:25 am
Oh this is going to take awhile then -
*He puts the golem on guard a bit forward as he focuses on the area around the first ship, trying to discern thru the changes in the ambient, if this creatures might be comming from somwhere else or if is as it apper just the water being .. alive now*
// I understand that might be a bit far from the action , but basically trying to do a Detect magic in the area, to see if he can catch a glimpse of any sudden changes in the al'noth . Still its the first probe.
Post by: Acacea on January 07, 2017, 01:29:27 am
Assuming I correctly understand your intent,
Armand's probe of the Al'Noth in the area indicates that the elementals are not actively being summoned from beyond Layonara, but rather reforming after being dissipated by his golem -- sometimes into more than there were, before. It's hard to say at this time when it started.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 09, 2017, 11:32:29 am
*Upon observing the situation and with his current observations Armand lets the golem cover the retreat as he heads a bit south of the lake towards the Outpost of Center*
*Once he reaches there, after some rest, he is seen asking around for able bodies to help to solve the situation around the lake*
Post by: ystrday on January 09, 2017, 02:03:58 pm
I'll help you Armand, all I ask is you remembering what I want you to call me, alright? With no justification, or explanation, it is what it is. *nodding firmly when Orn is reassured from Armand, goes about helping him*
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 10, 2017, 11:27:42 am
*Armand snaps back to reality, as Orn approaches, apparently having a very interesting conversation with himself about some strange wonder that probably would not make sense to the people in this reality, after hearing her he scractches his head*
- Course always good to count you on, I fail to see the relation beetwen one way to call you, and the people in need of this outpost , but that is probably common tongue's fault - *he mutters something in gnomish *
- But anyway , there are some developments on the lake near here , a poor ferrymen family, well not to mention the whole place filled with elementals. . . we need to do something.. . For SCIENCE!!! ... er. .. and. . . . justice. yeah .
*The gnuman looks around a bit shy, noticing that probably he raised his voice a bit too much *
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 14, 2017, 11:36:25 pm
*As the evening goes, the constant sound of the water echoing thru the underground area, reminds the group of the constant danger, the situation get tense as the time passes*
*The gnuman speaks* Its not to put us in a more tense situation than we are, but i firmly believe that we need to try to restore the area to its original unperturbed state, Its simply put.. think on it as a Dam, a .. dam of energy. . This dam has been gathering energy for the gods know how much time, and right now imagine that this situation has been created by a leak in the dam, If we manage to close the leak, or the crack, the whole area would become calm again.. and then we'll have time to see how we can remove the dam altogether without causing a huge shock that would be to just break one of the gates of the dam .
While its theoritecally true that there is no proof that removing the dam at all would put more energy into the enviroment, there is no proof that it won't , In my point of view, I believe that if we fail to restore to its original state, we could theoretically to destroy it later, its not the same as if we destroy it first, since we have not the knowledge of creating it from scratch, it could become quite a task . .
So my opinion stands in saying that we should try to restore it. ...
*He looks to the other two as wanting to hear the opinion of Orn and Lia*
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 15, 2017, 01:51:47 pm
While Armand speaks Lia continues to examine the circle, she hears every word before she contributes her thoughts, “The problem Harmand his that yo don’t sehm the hunderstand how lon hit takes teh mak rituals hof this compete…” She reconsiders before continuing, “Well, hits not hexpertleh mad, but Hyi’m sur hit performed hits hintended purpose, seh yeah… competence.”
She takes a deep breath before continuing, “Teh recreate hit will tak hours, mahbeh dahys dependin hon what weh hav hon hour persons teh hactualleh complet hit. Weh halseh want teh deh hit right hand has yo formentioned yo don’t know how hit was mad hand haneh hinformation contained within could hav behn destroyed hin the yehrs. Which mehns weh would hav teh guess hon the final product. Hyi hagreh that hit probableh won’t mak thins worse, but hif weh don’t deh hit right hit won’t fix hanehthin hand then weh wasted hours haccomplishin nothin hand weh hall hagreh tim his hof the hessence hehr.”
Her expression is empathetic, “Teh deh hanehthin hehr weh nehd yo Harmand, seh hin the hend hits yor call, but with the himpendin danger hof stayin hin hehr and the lapse hof tim hallowin this teh continue spreadin, Hyi just hask weh seh hif weh can destroy hit without causin mor harm.”
Post by: ystrday on January 16, 2017, 01:01:20 am
*Orn listens to the conversation between Lia and Armand, deep in thought as they speak, jumping in when she can.* I may not have full knowledge when it comes to magics, my strength is with the divine, naturally. But my sense in all this is to destroy it before anymore wild magic is set loose. It makes sense what Lia is saying, I know you want to do whatever it is you want to do for Science Armand, but I do not think we have the time for what it is you want to do.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 16, 2017, 12:01:54 pm
Post by: Acacea on January 17, 2017, 06:06:51 pm
While Armand is caught up in his examinations, the others cannot help but notice the sudden stream of large bubbles that float upwards from the water. They eventually reach the ceiling of the small cavern and pop, raining confused fish back into the lake.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 18, 2017, 04:08:31 pm
Post by: Acacea on January 18, 2017, 11:41:36 pm
All of the leaves on a growth of ivy tremble and become leaf-winged butterflies still attached to the vine. The leaves flutter and the vine writhes as they attempt to fly away, to no avail.
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 19, 2017, 05:36:23 pm
"That last part his worrehsome Harmand. Har yo seriousleh confident henough teh fix hit hin tim before hit hexplodes hon hus. Thinkin hon the posibilites that yo mentioned, well, Hyi hav ha large distaste for demons."
She considers for a bit before continuing, "Halso, hif the hexplosions har himminent, we should warn the fohl ferrehman teh habandon this plac quickleh."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 19, 2017, 06:43:45 pm
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 19, 2017, 08:03:39 pm
Lia looks to Orn, "Lohks lik his mind his mad hup. Hyi nehd teh help him hif there his haneh chance for success. Hyi'm guessin yor doctrine requires yo teh help hinsur this harea his clehr. Just return has sohn has yo get that hold fohl hout hof hehr. Hif thins com halive sohn, Hyi don't know how well weh will fare halone down hehr."
Lia then moves to assist Armand with the recreation. Taking note that she will be censorious if she catches him making a mistake. ((Evil grin))
Post by: Dorganath on January 19, 2017, 09:59:14 pm
Up above the chamber, a series of quiet footfalls, likely belonging to a single person, sound on the floor of the shop. They move around the shop slowly but with purpose and gradually near the trap door, where they pause and go silent.
"I don't want to alarm anyone down there," says a male voice through the trap door's opening. "but at least one of you may have a problem."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 19, 2017, 10:06:24 pm
*Armand notices the sound up and doesn't pay much attention till the trapdoor actually opens, then replies*
- Oh , that has been a common thing thru all this trip. What is this new problem that we have?
*The gnuman asks with genuine curiosity , he thougt of asking about names, but the definition of things itself probably was not that important as finishing that trace that he has done on the ground *
Post by: Dorganath on January 19, 2017, 10:14:17 pm
"I suppose that depends on how you define 'new'," says the voice. "I suppose the question is...are you responsible for it?"
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 19, 2017, 10:24:40 pm
Oh.. the relativeness of things. . . Its new or maybe its not due the mysterious nature of the problem itself, and as for responsable , i guess it might depend of what is "it" .
But for the sake of clarity, if you mean the living water outside or the sudden rush of energy in the area, the reply may be no, we are not.
*As he continues to continue on the work of the restoration, then asks as if comming to a realzation*
Er.. . Are you?
Post by: Dorganath on January 19, 2017, 10:29:47 pm
"Am I what?" the voice asks. "Oh, responsible for it? No....well, in a way, but probably not in the way you mean. Why do you ask?"
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 20, 2017, 12:29:21 am
*The gnuman replies without malice and with calm and calculated voice*
I guess to be able to hold from some point of view an even ground, since you are asking if we are responsable for it, and in my viewpoint we are not, its not far fetched to think that the actual responsable of it could return.. the same as it could not return. . So if you are responsable in a way,... That is the why .
Aside that... Once we have reached to the ... particular reply of the same question on both sides, could you please expand a bit more on the problem that lead to this conversation originally?
Post by: Dorganath on January 19, 2017, 11:17:22 pm
"Yes well...I am quite sure I did not cause it," says the voice. "and you say you did not either, so that is a good start." A hood-covered head pokes partially through the trap door and looks below, though the face remains largely shrouded in shadow for the moment. "As for the problem that led to this conversation, you seem to be standing in front of it. Has anyone turned into a chicken yet?"
Post by: ystrday on January 19, 2017, 11:40:15 pm
*Orn looks to Lia and sighs, Orn then turns to look at Armand and sighs harder and longer* I am out of my league Toran, *she sighs again mumbling to herself looking up towards hopefully her salvation in this place* I could use a little guidance and help here, if only to keep my sanity and not turn into a penquin.
Post by: Acacea on January 20, 2017, 12:15:57 am
As if to answer Orn's prayer, a small colony of mushrooms near her becomes mushroom people all at once. As their first act in this new and confusing world, they rush to attack the ankles of the priestess. There's an instant of an unsettling sensation, and then the (now taller) attacking mushroom people are aiming at her knees instead of her ankles.
Needless to say they don't do much to damage the plate at this time.
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 20, 2017, 07:36:40 am
Rubbing her temples Lia mutters to herself, "Just when Hyi thought this dahy could not get hanneh mor strange."
"Neh chickens yet sir, but weh hav walkin mushrohms down hehr. Can yo get teh the point? Yo sehm teh know som hof what's goin hon round hehr."
Post by: Dorganath on January 20, 2017, 09:35:08 pm
"Perhaps!" says the voice before the hooded head pulls back out of the trap door opening and disappears from their sight. A few moments later, a foot plants itself on the first rung of the ladder, and soon the full form of a man in a long, dark blue coat descends in to the chamber with Armand, Lia and Orn.
When he reaches the bottom, he turns around and faces everyone, though his face remains at least partially shrouded in shadow by the hood. "I suspect at least one of you knows what you have here," he says. "but the question is...what do you plan to do about it?"
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 21, 2017, 09:24:56 am
She points to Armand, "Hask the hanomaly hover here, he his the one takin charge hof this whole peration.”
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 21, 2017, 12:38:05 pm
*At the moment the gnuman seems content to work on the restoration of the pattern, while Lia talks to the newcommer, once the elven lass points to his name, he makes a brief stop, once he is sure the current trace is completed and takes note of what were he is stopping following a careful and analitic method, then he speaks to the the newcomer*
- Well.. again with the perceptions, its always hard with magic to give the objetive answer about what is what or how we percieve it, this might be indeed percieved as diferent things right now , or might be not .. **nods sagley as if said the last part to himself, upon noticing the growing mushrooms near Orn's leg he says * er.. we might do something aboutn those before grow into something that actually can hurt us no? **he gestures to his metalic arm to them, and then adds* And i rather not become a pinguin until after this is fixed *he adds *
- As for what would we do with it.. we are trying to balamce the energies in the area for the anormality start to cease slowly, this pattern here **he gestures to the pattern that has been made in the ground* got disrupted, causing a sudden burst of energy in the area, which is causing . . well. . people turning into chicken, .. Water and plants comming alive to .. well. try to kill people . and the like.
As for what to do.. well... Of course trying to rebalance the energies restoring the containing part of the pattern, so the energy transmision goes back smoothly and without a violent effect into the enviroment. . . this is if- - and only if. .. we manage to do it before it explodes of course. . **nods sagely at the last bit, then resumes the work *
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 21, 2017, 01:59:20 pm
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 21, 2017, 02:21:18 pm
*He smiles at Lia* Well, i am glad that you are turning into the inquisitive mind, instead of a quick-to-destroy type, To be honest i don't believe for a second you had been convinced of my plan before, so questioning is always good, as long as the questioning does come with a solution and not just for the sake of interrupting a work in progress ....
As for the proof you ask, All i am saying is that it -could- happen, or you can turn in other things, or we could lose our voice. . or be sucked into another reality .. its not easy to know for certain , for the characteristics of the anomaly, But i seem to have explained this before . . **he then turns his atention to Orn* And still have the problem that the mushcooms could theoretically keep growing, . which trusting the operation here or not is still a problem
**speaking all with calm voice he continues on the work *
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 21, 2017, 03:08:42 pm
Post by: Dorganath on January 21, 2017, 04:10:33 pm
The newcomer waits patiently as the others talk and banter a bit back and forth. Though she talks the least of the two, the newcomer's shadowed gaze seems to fall on Lia more than any of the other two, based on the turn of his head. When they are done talking, his head turns toward Armand.
"So your plan is to make it better before it gets worse," he says. "This is a good idea...but it is not a plan. Have you figured out what caused it yet? Oh and...let's leave the smacking for later, I think..."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 21, 2017, 05:10:18 pm
*To the newcomer* It caused on its own as per my understanding, This pattern was placed here long ago, with this said, it had a lot of layers of compexity, I haven't been able to determine the initial intent of it, but i am quite sure that one of the parts that it composed was to store or acumulate energy, .. magic energy nonetheless.. . What caused this is in my experience the tampering of the containment part of the said pattern .. What caused this tampering? Well. .. So far could be either made by animals, vegetation or on purpose by someone..
Upon further observation, the anomaly is leaking the said energy into the enviroment, with this said. . it affects any effect that is perfomed by "inducing magic" into it and changing the said effect, So under this reasoning,. this pattern of containment is failing to .. actually contain becasue this leak .. In theory if we close the leak and reduce the energy being thrown into the enviroment, the situation will start to balance itself in time... and most importantly. .. the containment pattern is on its last, it has been under a lot of stress and won't stand much more on its own devices, I strongly suspect that if it fails as that, a major surge of energy. . or magic will be pushed into this pit .. with.. well. . not pleaseants results.
Our work here is to "close the leak" by restoring the containment part of the pattern.. Once that is done i intend to figure a way to actually defuse the energy and smoothly defuse the energy so the pattern can be disolved more easily. .. that or making a huge battery for warming up water. . i had not yet decided which one... but that plan has to be get on hold till... well. . it actually stop from exploding. . .
*Another draw here and there *
Post by: ystrday on January 21, 2017, 08:37:14 pm
I still feel it needs to be destroyed, innocent life in all forms is at stake. Couldn't you know create some magic bubble around the circle to contain the energy? Capture it somehow or redirect it somewhere of our choosing? For all we know the person who created this could have been in the same mindset as you, seeing what science could do, and in the end couldn't control it. What makes you think you can control this thing once you've put it back together?
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 21, 2017, 09:54:47 pm
*To Orn* Oh... That is more or less what i am trying to do for starters yes, to make it contain itself so the area around could not be affected as bad, .. Well .. yes again with posibilities, What you mean is true, it could be someone with the mindset, but also couldn't , we are especulating about who the creator was, and sadly at the moment we don't know what was the original intent of it.
IF it helps to calm your concerns , i am not trying to recreate the whole thing, just the part that contains the energy so its more workable later. .
Post by: Dorganath on January 22, 2017, 12:01:40 am
The newcomer listens and manages to not interrupt the whole time Amand and Orn speak, though his jaw clenches a few times. He takes a breath and looks to Armand before speaking.
"The way your mind works is fascinating," he says. "and the plan is...interesting. I wonder though how you will form a stable shell in the vicinity of something as unstable as this." He points to the anomaly, though clearly no such clarification is necessary.
"You do know about the other anomaly, right?"
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 22, 2017, 03:48:59 pm
While everyone includes their thoughts, Lia simply stares at the circle contemplating on the situation. She quickly concludes the stranger is speaking of the instability of Al’noth in the area, ‘but what does he mean by other anomaly?’ She muses quietly within her own mind, ‘Other than Armand of course.’
“Deh yo mehn the potential hof dead magic hin the lak hitself? Hyi theorised this hup rise hof nature might be tryin teh fleh hit, hence the spreading hand perhaps hostiliteh. Hyi could find neh proof hof hit though, nor hof hits connection teh, well.” She points to the circle, “this. Hunless somehow the dead magic hin the lak, hif there his any, his growing has this energy becomes more hunstable.”
//Heh, realized I typed this out accent free
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 22, 2017, 03:41:58 pm
*The gnuman seems content with the reply that Lia gives for the moment, he takes a couple steps to the right and pulls out a huge monocle to keep working on the next part of the pattern, once he makes some quick calculations he reply *
- We have not diserned any other Anomaly, as Lia promptly said, I tend to coincide that there must be a zone where the magic is either diminished or non existent near here, or maybe somewhere esle, But no, haven't not seen or located i. if that is what you mean . .
*As he continues with the new part of the old design *
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 22, 2017, 03:53:18 pm
"Yo know... hif the purpos hof this ritual was teh syphon Hal'noth, hit would hav had teh tak hit from somwhere right? Seh what hif we treh teh direct hall this henergeh back teh the water? Hif hit his halreadeh syphonin from the water hand weh direct hit back, well the hexplosion might not deh much harm, has the henergies will not be hable teh hexist hin the dead harea."
Post by: Dorganath on January 23, 2017, 12:56:15 am
The stranger turns to face Lia now, and the features of his face that aren't shadowed seem to pull into a bit of a smile.
"Yes!", he says to Lia with enthusiasm. "Direct it back. Now you're thinking! And there is a second anomaly...a dead one under the water, as you expect. The two are linked, and one feeds the other, or so it seems. Oh, and for the record, I would like to avoid any explosions of magic, if at all possible."
Still directing his gaze toward Lia, he continues "So now...how to reverse the flow, hmm?"
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 23, 2017, 12:42:45 pm
"Well thehy hare linked, seh the circle should halreadeh have the happropriate hinstructions. Hif weh find hit then hits ha process hof turnin pull teh push, hor replicate the hinstructions teh push back, makin ha loop. Then breakin the pull."
Post by: ystrday on January 23, 2017, 12:27:44 pm
*Orn looks from speaker to speaker, in the end she just shakes her head slightly and goes to lean against the wall* I am well out of my element here, I said my peace. I don't know how else to help here. If not needed then, I think I am going back to the poor frightened man to tell him we have an idea what is happening.
Post by: Dorganath on January 23, 2017, 02:21:00 pm
"Yes, perhaps," says the stranger. "Do we know if the conduit between them is only one way? If not, maybe just stopping the pull, as you call it, will be enough, and the excess will return toward the absent on its own."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 23, 2017, 02:28:57 pm
*Upon looking at Orn then to the mushroom splatted before the gnuman speaks* I do believe that it would be better to stay here, we don't want that man to get hurt by .. well the things outside, not to mention that ... well. . we'll need your help, there is strenght in numbers. *Shrugs* Of course i can't force you to stay. .. just saying. . . *the gnuman goes back to the work after a couple of seconds while still painting to the pattern he resumes*
- In regards of changing the flux direction, There is a part of this pattern that was not designed efficiently, and this part currently its flawed and non operative. as intended, It was not worked efficiently, but I believe that in order to first give some stability to the pattern the containment should be fixed first, *He stops a moment to examine something in the pattern , either the parto he is working on and some other connections to other areas to the pattern *
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 24, 2017, 10:22:06 pm
Concentrating on the stranger first, "Yo will hav teh hask Harmand hehr habout the hintricacehs hof this circle, Hyi'm ha little rusteh hon noticin the finer details hof harcane writins." Looking slightly apathetic she adds, "hif hit was halreadeh set hup teh geh the hother way has well, Hyi doubt weh would beh hin this situation. Hyi'm guessin weh would nehd teh hadd that hin, hor fix that portion hif hit was halreadeh hincorperated."
With the same expression she looks to Armand and then back at the stranger, addressing both of them, "Meh companion hehr his stubborn though hand Hyi doubt weh will beh doin hanethin helse huntil the barrier his fixed. Hyi honestleh think hits ha waste hof time hat the moment has Harmand halreadeh hinformed hus that this circle his seh hunstble that heven with the barrier fixed, hit will hexplode, which Hyi personalleh don't want teh beh haround for. Correct meh hif Hyi'm wrong Harmand." She pauses for a bit, "habout hit hinevitableh hexplodin hon hus, not habout meh wantin teh beh hehr for that."
She appears to show a bit more ambition now, "Seh hif weh can deflect the henergeh back, Hyi suspect that would deh ha better job hat himprovin stabiliteh then placing ha barrier, since blockin the pull will hensure hits not drawin hanehmore Hal'noth, then haddin the push should hopefully send the hexcess Hal'noth back to where hit came from."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 25, 2017, 12:02:26 pm
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 25, 2017, 12:31:27 pm
Seeming pleased with Armands reply, "Hyi honestleh believe that settin hit teh reverse should beh prioriteh. Hyi know yo want teh hexamine hit further hand thus hav little desire teh change hits purpose, but hif hit makes yo fehl better, Hyi remember seein ha crumbled wizards tower hin the harea whose howner might hav created this. Could beh worth hinvestigatin hif weh desire teh delve dehper hinteh this mystereh."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 25, 2017, 12:52:30 pm
*The gnuman replies after another inking*
- Despite my academic interest, that is not my only motivation to work with the energy acumulation part, i believe that if the containment part is fixed the energy will stop pouring into the enviroment and would give us more time to work in the problem itself, Granted, its a gamble as well, casue the very effect of the battery -might- in theory cause a surge in itself as the same as casting a spell, I've not managed to do a calculation of the chances of this, so just letting you know.
- That of course would also happen if we had tried to fix the reverse part first, As per i see, the design of the mechanism to pull energy was too stressfull to itself, And the quantity of energy lost on its funcion its ridiculous , so if we work with the "original" design, we have the risk to suck too much energy in theory , or again .. could do nothing .and the very same loss of energy could be part of the equation ... That is indeed interesting. Let this be clear, its my intent to have this problem solved, and that is my priority here, but i don't see why one can't learn about it or improve it in the process. *He continues on the task at hand *
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 25, 2017, 07:13:58 pm
Letting out a slight giggle Lia replies, "Seh what Hyi mehn. Well neh point hin standin haround hand watchin. The sohner this gets done the safer Hyi will fehl, hand Hyi doubt meh hassistance will himpede him."
She gets down to assist Armand fix the barrier, and while on the floor she asks the stranger without looking at him, "Hyi happreciat yor hinsight hand help hin this. Hyi will not trouble yo with questions hon yor hown hinterest hin this matter, but Hyi would like teh hatleast know hour hassistants name."
Post by: Dorganath on January 26, 2017, 08:46:40 am
While Armand and Lia talk and debate, the stranger moves over toward the anomaly and crouches down to more closely examine the magical constructs that led to the formation of this anomaly, attempting to discern its original purpose and the actual function of any remaining and intact magical constructs. Somewhere in the midst of all this, he mutters something to himself about it all being "...a big mess..."
// More response coming soon. Last couple of days have been very full, and also verifying a thing or two with Acacea
Post by: Acacea on January 26, 2017, 12:24:00 pm
Lia joins Armand in his preparations, inking the ritual lines that will become a new containment field - though neither seem to be proceeding yet with the any magic that would be needed to begin rebuilding it - while "the stranger" crouches instead to examine the part that is still intact. Everyone with pockets feels them suddenly grow heavy.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 26, 2017, 03:41:23 pm
*As he is finishing the last ink he smiles proudly* Well.. well.. this part is ready.. now to turn on the spark of. . . er. . wait?
**he opens up with some curiosity the investigator pouch he carries noticing the extra weight, to see what is happening*
Post by: Acacea on January 26, 2017, 03:50:06 pm
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 26, 2017, 04:37:55 pm
Well ... at least now we won't starve . . *Said nonchalantly*
*Then looks upon the rest of the one sin the room* Er.. Did any of you managed to do magic ? even for detection?
Its alright if it happened, it would be better to know, that way we'll know if was a reaction, or someelse is doing something around here. . or the thing just burped salmon to us ....
**he just checks if the salmon is alive or dead*
**He seems to be putting his thoughts in order then he adds* Ah .. by the way ... As i said.. the containment part is ready, so... this might be interesting to say the least, as you know for the ritual to be completed it has to be ignited by a spark of magic, which might lead to well... some other surprise. . . **he waits for a reasonable time for them to reply...,*
Post by: Acacea on January 26, 2017, 04:55:51 pm
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 26, 2017, 06:04:17 pm
**Upon noticing something he ran towards the edge of the underground water lake ( being careful to not to disturb the previous drawings and does his best to empty his pockets of fish, trying to return the probably confused fishes back to the water, after some minutes and one fish anwarkedly and umprobably getting insie his tunic, with the equally akward moment to take it out and some juggle with it , it finally lets it back to the water *
.... *clears his throat* As i was saying. . . Time to spark this thing and hope for not to .. well.. something weird happen . . *he looks at the rest of the actors of the particular scene*
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on January 26, 2017, 08:39:45 pm
Observing the fish in her pockets, Lia also moves to the underground water source to dump the fish, then sarcastically adds, "Hyi lohk forward teh hit."
Post by: Dorganath on January 26, 2017, 11:21:35 pm
"Waaaiiit.....!" says the stranger suddenly and with a bit of volume, holding up a hand from his crouched position. He maintains this pose for a few moments, and probably a few beyond when he might have everyone's attention. When he moves again, he pulls the salmon from his pockets sets them casually to either side of him, and then makes a brief and confident adjustment to part of the old deteriorating structure.
Post by: Acacea on January 27, 2017, 12:24:24 am
The fish thrash about, gasping out their last seconds in the world, wondering too late if fish have souls, if the Harvester of Salmon will truly swim upstream to gather them, if -- and then they wonder no more. If they wondered anything.
"The stranger"'s adjustments are to the intact portion rather than what Armand (and Lia) have been rebuilding... and nothing seems to happen...
*looks around*
Post by: Dorganath on January 27, 2017, 08:43:20 am
"There..." he says before standing but keeping his eyes trained on the anomaly and its surrounds. "That should take care of the surges....unless someone tries to use magic around this thing, of course."
Post by: Lance Stargazer on January 27, 2017, 02:10:54 pm
*Armand moves to the area ( or areas ) where the "stranger" did the modification and examines it thru*
- Mmmm ... What did you do? *tilt his head a bit looking at the glyphs or runes or changes*
*After a small time observing the changes his eyes loosk a bit brighter* ah i see! Interesting, *he says something in gnomish, as if making some note to self, then continues* Quite interesting application sir, i must say . . Now .. Lets see if the whole plan continues to function as intended.
*He returns to certain area where he finished his last preparation, and instruct Lia for another place near the pattern, then asks Orn to be ready for whatever happens, with this he gives the pattern he did, a spark of magic ... trying to activate his pattern *
Post by: Acacea on January 27, 2017, 03:02:00 pm
Armand has consulted his notes and analyzed the parts remaining which were devoted to siphoning energy and, recognizing the underlying principles and implications, concluded he had the knowledge and experience to rebuild the blown containment field the gathered energies were once held by. After preparing to rebuild this mini-ritual (as if from scratch, not making minor adjustments to an existing one) for the last some time, once proceeding he uses his familiarity with the fundamental principles (at times referencing specific tomes) to direct Lia as well, though there is some confusion as his invocations are in gnomish and explanations in Common somewhat scattered...
Lia, however, has a long -- if dusty -- history in wizardry and the confusion is soon resolved by her recognition of basic principles of energy and familiar ritual gestures, and is able to assist as they begin the process that will periodically require magic -- both understand the risk of surges at a few different points coming up, but also that there's a good chance they will be only side effects and that eventually they will get through it.
Lia in particular being familiar with ritual magic also understands that stopping partway through once begun would risk a surge in normal conditions, it's fair to guess the same is a risk if suddenly halted. All of the original three have seen the result of several surges since they arrived, however, so... it's not new, either. Depending on the effect, concentration is certainly a factor, so dealing with the results will certainly fall on Orn (and possibly the stranger) if it manages to continue.
The stranger has his own opinions.
All involved parties please acknowledge proceeding so we don't talk over someone :) Also please feel free to correct characterizations, just trying to give a better understanding of what was already happening, not signing anyone up for something new.
Post by: Dorganath on January 28, 2017, 04:44:34 pm
The stranger has his own opinions.
// This is an accurate characterization. Carry on!
Post by: Acacea on January 28, 2017, 09:20:59 pm
Apologies -- in the interests of both representating the sustained effort of ritual construction and moving along I have made several rolls on your behalf ;) and summarized. Unfortunately, no one was transported to the plane of fire, nor did Orn's armor begin attacking her... not that anyone would wish such a thing... *toes ground*
Armand and Lia begin their ritual with the first portion and excellent initial results - the beginnings spark to life, forming the foundations of containment without any noticeable side effects (unless one counts Lia speaking veery carefully, that is...). Encouraged by this, they move seamlessly into the next, Armand's words in gnomish blending with Lia's in ... ahem... whatever Lia is speaking in...
Fortune seems to favor them, as the next layer is completed without any shenanigans noted by the observers... however, both casters suddenly become invisible to their own eyes (but not to one another or the party in general!), which proves extremely distracting. The gnuman's voice slows as his attention is divided by this unusual event, but Lia grimly ignores the strangeness and keeps her attention on the work, allowing Armand the space to refocus with renewed determination and no small amount of concentration.
This proves fortunate, as once the portion devoted to relinking it to the "siphon" is initiated, steam begins billowing from their arms as they command unstable energies to conform to their carefully plotted desires. The metal-armed wizard is somewhat accustomed to this, but being invisible while it happens is new. Neither has the space for second thoughts, however, as they were all in once begun, and so maintain their sustained efforts through this.
Some time has passed by now, and before they have even initiated the final piece there is a huge crack of thunder from above as the chaotic energies rebel against their sustained effort, so close that the ears of the party are spared mostly by the layers of earth above them. The sound rattles Lia and she falters in mid-invocation. When she picks it back up, her every word flops to the ground as a live fish, each of which (of various varieties) promptly begin thrashing their way to the water, nearly knocking over candles in their heedless rush, almost as if they didn't care about a very delicate situation unfolding.
Together they rush through the rest, anchoring a field in place to serve as a receptacle for any energies gathered in the future. The candles expire at once at the conclusion, and as if as a final act of defiance, all woven cloth fabrics in the area become invisible. No doubt the armor-clad cleric feels vindicated, though thankfully there's quite a bit of wet steam in the air, by now. Sweating, the two wizards survey their situation (with perhaps some averted eyes, ahem) -- Armand, still exuding steam and invisible to himself, mentally notes that his improved containment experiment was a resounding success.
It is at about this time that Orn smells the smoke.
Post by: Dorganath on January 30, 2017, 12:35:16 am
The stranger watches and examines their efforts, or perhaps something very close to their efforts. His expression remains one of focus and evaluation, and he changes his position several times. He stays back and out of the way of the others working the containment ritual and his expression turns pensive as the surges wreak their usual havoc upon their surroundings.
When their ritual is complete, the stranger gives some focus to the results and responds in a somewhat approving, "Hm..." and a subtle nod.
In the next moment, he moves in close to the anomaly again and crouches down near where he made the minor adjustment just a few minutes ago. He alternates working for a few moments with moments spent in consideration, evaluation or calculation. During these, he sometimes mutters to himself, occasionally talking loud and clear enough for a few out-of-context words to be heard. Over the entire course, he removes and rebuilds an important section of the pattern, disconnecting from and reconnecting to (but not interfering with) the containment portion that Armand and Lia worked to re-establish, and he brings the necessary magic to bear upon the newly-established patterns...
Post by: Acacea on March 06, 2017, 12:43:29 pm
((As the background things lapsed, I decided to merge these back together and let them go as they will :) Sorry for delays and this rambling summary, as I am feeling a bit under the weather... hehe.))
After a few moments planning, 'the stranger' begins his own ritual reconstruction, and his focus is given entirely to rebuilding a more streamlined version of the siphon without blowing himself up. He is faintly aware of things happening around him, but gives them no attention.
Behind him, shadows in the gathering vapor spewed from the arms of Lia and Armand, the others get their bearings following the effects of the previous attempts at rituals, which the next seems to avoid, for now. The stranger is conscious of the movement of others across the room, and the redoubled prayers to Toran fill the cave and then dampen, as if all the others were underwater.
Armand moves to join him, the wet steam billowing constantly from him briefly obscuring runes about to be connected -- ink smears as it goes just slightly off course, gem dusts sparkle in wait to trip him up. As the gnuman studies the work in progress, considerately staying well out of the way physically, the stranger carefully repairs what he was doing, holding his progress with steely concentration until he can continue.
As he does, his stomach lurches; though he tries to ignore it, he finds himself in the next moment crouched in mid-gesture with the lake beneath him instead of his work. Inside his field of vision, he sees a man in a long coat, leather dyed a deep blue, still at work. He also sees a red-haired elf (who has decided to take up mostly-naked ladder-climbing!) letting the trap fall once more, and her words are slurred with the same underwater tones, "--maw hofeertekooon, ssssssshophiiis honfoooor!" Ha-ha! Look at all those fish falling from her mouth, smacking to the stone below! More dinner! Dinner for days!
Nothing seems particularly urgent. The man in the funny coat is still doodling and chanting funny words. The elf's hurried progress down the ladder is marked by the clouds of vapor floating down with her. It's all very entertaining.
Oh! She's still making fish! Hee! "--eeeenfiiinahwahy hou!" And then she turns, and points directly at him, and he feels a stirring of surprise before the sensation of nausea doubles and his blurred vision is once more on his work, somehow further along than he specifically recalls, but he adapts and continues on without losing the thread.
There is more movement and talk around him as he proceeds, setting in place his simpler version of the siphon. Armand, having studied the old version, quickly gets the idea of the new, as it is both reversed and more efficient, but he also forms questions he can't get answers to -- specifically regarding its linking back to the new containment field, like how does he intend to funnel energy into the field in order to go out again? -- until it is over, either by seeing the effect or asking the stranger once he is free.
Once the stranger is finished, it lies inert but full of new potential, and faster-paced current events crash back into him. The nausea and slightly blurred vision persist, but other than that he seems to have escaped catastrophe. In fact, his morale is quite high !
//Free-for all ! Please note, current conditions are:
- Lia cannot see herself.
- Lia has clouds of steam coming from her arms.
- Lia has fish falling from her mouth every time she speaks.
- Armand cannot see himself.
- Armand has clouds of steam coming from his arms.
- All woven cloth in the immediate area is invisible, be it flag or tunic. Leather and raw fibers are all safe.
- Connor is nauseous.
- Connor has 37 bonus HP.
- All food Connor carries on his person is now toxic to dwarves.
- The shop above you is on fire.
Post by: Dorganath on March 06, 2017, 11:00:16 pm
When the stranger is done, he says where he is, plants one hand to the ground and keeps his head lowered and his eyes closed. For the next minute or so, he turns his focus to something else...his breathing. He tries to breathe slowly and deeply to ward off the nausea or at least to be able to function through it. Eventually, he lifts his head and blinks his eyes in some feeble attempt to clear them. He gazes around the chamber at the lingering oddities, finding surprise in none of them.
"Well..." he says to himself. "No time like the present..." And with that, he activates the new magical construct...
Post by: Lance Stargazer on March 08, 2017, 12:51:40 pm
*Armand is unable to stop the multiple train of thoughts that had come to his mind due all the proceedings, Steam from his arms, in a very diferente way, this time it was as if himself were turning himself into the steam that had gotten out by the arm in several times, he wondered upon a thousand theories on why or how his matter would turn into a steam and if he actually was experimenting a change of matter himself, he wondereded if he would lost weight or height once the whole situation had stopped .... if it stops eventually , which lead to a very diferent array of troubles derived from his actual situation. . . Well if he turns out to dissipate in the form of steam at least he would not be able to see himself disappear. . .. small victories he thought . *
*His derived attention goes from his thoguhts to the situation happening on the pattern, he observes with trained eyes on how the pattern work beetwen one and other, can't help to see what the stranger movements and hand signs are being done, trying to understand the proceedings that happen on the whole new and eficient pattern*
*He can't help but to absently kick one fish that trashes near him, after a quick look towards the red haired elf, but this doesn't distract him from the proceedings with the pattern, .... this trip certainly had become a very learning experience, the class about this would be extraordinaire indeed. ... *
*He then speaks to the stranger* - Indeed, the present time is usually the best for actually doing things, For academic case, what is the expectation you have for the changes on the pattern created? I see that is more efficiently done, yet i fail to see the connection with the original containment part. . . Could you expand on this?
*He waits for the stranger to reply while observing the pattern reaction, holding his bag tightly*
Post by: ystrday on March 08, 2017, 03:31:30 pm
*Orn is lost and confused about what is happening, let alone even know where to begin to help Lia. She moves to get out of the way and let the others handle whatever Toran knows is happening.*
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on March 08, 2017, 06:47:54 pm
After the stranger speaks, Lia desides she no longer wishes to be a charity for the hungry and keeps her mouth shut. She waits to see what happens and for an answer to Armands question before deciding what her next course of action will be.
Post by: Acacea on March 08, 2017, 10:58:03 pm
The stranger activates the rebuilt construct, and... nothing immediately changes. Armand observes and then addresses him while Lia and Orn look on. As the gnuman finishes asking his question, the surface of the water ices over in a wave of crystallization. The chill is so sudden that it is felt deep in the bones and burns the lungs to breathe, even as air becomes more precious, consumed as it is by the flames above. You exhale in clouds of frost. Armand and Lia become blizzard machines, the wet steam blowing from them becoming snow flurries in the air.
Additional condition:
- It is very cold!
Post by: Dorganath on March 08, 2017, 11:33:25 pm
The stranger remains crouched down, though rests back a bit in a posture of observance. He doesn't really look up at Armand, but he does speak directly to him.
"Well..." he begins. "This and the other are linked through here..." The stranger gestures at the anomaly in the room, something more distant in the direction of the lake and a portion of the magical construct in order, before pointing back to the portion he rearranged. "This part took from the other and brought it into this chamber. I deactivated that part, and left to its own this all would calm back down on its own...eventually. But, in the meantime, it causes me...problems...and I am impatient. This...."
He gestures again at the reformed portion of the magical construct. "This will help it all settle back down further, ridding this chamber of its excess magic and returning it to the void under the lake. Quite simply, I have no desire to contain this anomaly. I desire that the damage caused by this...experiment...be repaired and that Magic is restored to its proper state."
Absently, the stranger rubs his hands together as a thin defense against the cold.
Post by: Acacea on March 08, 2017, 11:43:29 pm
In the middle of the stranger's explanation, streams of dust and small pebbles fall onto the ice from the earth above, for some reason.
Additional Condition:
- ?
Post by: Lance Stargazer on March 09, 2017, 04:09:53 pm
*Armand eyes open wide for a moment into the realization , as if he had seen an epiphany, this last for a moment just before the air is stolen from his lungs after the sudden change of the temerature, coughing hard he goes and press something on his arm, stopping just in time to prevent to activate the weather protection ( Endure elements ). remembering the strange situation he is in now.... *
*After recovering the air and kind of hugging himself due not having any clothes on himself, he nods to the stranger*
I see, Indeed i saw the connection you did , there and there, And the changes on the original conditions is what make hard to decipher if the balance would be restored in the room ...
And now the we are experimenting oh thermodynamics in action, somehow the fire up its pulling the heat out .. as expected of course and this thing *Gestiring to the construct * Its probably just accelerating the time it needs for the exothermic beheavior .. *he continues rambling in gnomish pseudoscience terms till suddenly he gets interrupted by the pebbles falling into the ice *
*The gnuman resumes his watch and study how the pattern works and if indeed the balance is being restored *
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on March 09, 2017, 07:17:56 pm
At first Lia would appear slightly anxious, giving the stranger a piercing stare given the new circumstances. However, after everything is explained, she takes in a calming breath and sits down cross legged. Once sat, she carries on with her notes and speaks quickly, "Then Hyi suggest... weh beh quiet... hand conserve hour henergehs... hand hopefulleh... this will fix hitself... before weh hare hout hof... hair."
Post by: Acacea on March 11, 2017, 11:15:19 am
In the stillness of the frigid cold, the hungry flames can be heard above you. Burning. As fires do. Something creaks and then crashes above. Melted ice drips from the heat above, only to freeze again. The wood in the trap door smolders. //Listen checks.
As Lia sits, there is a whistling, then moaning sound, followed by a sharp crack, and then silence again. Near the circle is now a furry green ball on four squat legs. A... footstool, or... It waddles a few inches, emitting a faint coo when in motion.
Post by: ystrday on March 11, 2017, 05:04:19 pm
//Orn rolled a 13 listen check
The little green ball gets Orn's attention, her first thought was "aww how cute", then Orn continues to use her divine magic sense with everything happening around her. She still tries to stay out of the way of the others, but she watches what the little green ball with legs does/do?
Post by: Lance Stargazer on March 11, 2017, 05:48:02 pm
// Armand Rolled a 14+3 = 17 on the check.
*Armand atention looks beetwen the exchange on the temperatures while still checking the on the Changes in the room, while looking up at about the fire on the top *
Post by: Dorganath on March 11, 2017, 06:24:44 pm
// [CHAT WINDOW TEXT] [Sat Mar 11 17:11:46] Listen Check: 20 + 6 = 26*
The stranger's attention is drawn to the odd little creature, though his expression reflects both recognition and some small surprise...something along the lines of "Well now...what are you doing here?"...though such a comment remains unspoken. He does not seem concerned in the least.
His expression shifts a little once he looks back to the magical workings to one of validation and some satisfaction. His head then tips to the side...then looks to the trap door before he stands and moves that direction a bit.
"Yes, please!" he calls upward. "If you could do something about the flames..."
* screenshot available upon request
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on March 11, 2017, 10:44:52 pm
((listen check: 6 + 8 = 14))
Spying the strange creature emerging, Lia decides to try and ignore it hoping the others will quickly dispatch of it if it becomes a nuisance and continues attempting to write her notes in spite of all the distractions.
Post by: Acacea on March 13, 2017, 08:57:18 pm
The stranger calls out to someone up top, the odor of smoke filling his nose and mouth as he stands to be near the trap. Armand can hear a muffled curse from the ferryman afterwards, and everyone hears the next crash as the burning roof caves in above their fortress of solitude. The mages make their notes and observations with varying degrees of success (poor Lia finding it difficult to write while dual-wielding snow machines), noting that indeed it is possible to get the occasional intended result while simultaneously wielding utter chaos! The cleric looks on in dismay, though the footstool with aspirations above its station waddles a little towards her before it is apparently worn out for the day.
And then, after a blurry change of being, everything is okay. No! Everything is fantastic. You waddle about in your polar environment, with plenty of leftover fish and ice to do the ol' belly slip'n'slide over, not a predator in sight. Today is a good day!
You (and the fat green furry thing) have all become penguins. You will remain penguins for the next
*robot voice* One. Minute. Thirty. Seconds.
"In the Heavens, Toran throws his hands up. 'This is why we can't have nice things,' he says accusingly to Lucinda." :P
Post by: Dorganath on March 13, 2017, 11:57:18 pm
*squawk*
Post by: Acacea on March 14, 2017, 03:56:00 pm
There is some strange noise that goes unprocessed by bird brains, and one of your fellow penguins disappears from the world, never to be seen again.
You return to your original forms (prior conditions intact) in
Zero. Seconds.
Happy penguin intermission over; it is no longer a good day. Trap door seems to be on fire. All humanoids accounted for. Down one cute round furry thing. It's harder to breathe in your larger forms. You appear to be trapped between ice and fire with surges happening fairly regularly, minus the occasional beat.
(I await your responses with fascination. :P )
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on March 15, 2017, 12:34:58 am
Out of penguin form and still in dire straights, Lia develops an expression on her face that only the designated town drunk would want to approach. If the stranger didn't recognize her earlier, this expression might have changed that. Storming to the hatch and quite literally, as she is a living blizzard, she focus's this new found frustration at the hatch, or more specifically the fire above the hatch, by simply aiming the blizzard-steam escaping what she imagines is her pits.
'On the bright side, no one can accuse me for smelling bad,' she muses to herself.
Post by: Acacea on March 15, 2017, 01:23:00 am
The fire actually feels blessedly warm for its brief existence... Is it the fire-extinguisher-on-steroids or Lia's formidable expression that so adroitly quashes it? The world may never know.* Both the hatch and the top of the ladder are taken thoroughly in hand. Though the fire immediately above her is doused, there seems to be debris on top of it that make it difficult to get beyond right away.
*It was the fire-extinguisher on steroids.
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on March 15, 2017, 08:09:15 pm
Satisfied with her work, Lia breaths in deep and lets out a contented sigh. She then looks to the others and smiles, "Hyi'll leave... the rest... teh yo." Before freezing more dinner and sits down again.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on March 15, 2017, 11:45:56 pm
*Armand groans for a bit while looking at the events happening, he has a hard time deciding on what his attention is, either the problem to actually get out, which now he can't bring a golem at least not yet to do the heavy work for him, or how is the interaction of the wild magic and the reaction of each part of the containment, which academic value surpases anything else on the room, or .. breathe which is slowly becoming more and more hard *
*He gives a look on the room, looking for something to use as a lever to help to apply strenght into the Trapdor and try to increase his chances to actually open it *
Post by: Acacea on March 15, 2017, 11:54:48 pm
//Spot check
Post by: ystrday on March 16, 2017, 01:27:58 pm
*Orn looks down at herself and pats herself making sure all her parts are back where they should be after her very brief stint as a penquin. Sighing a bit, she mutters to herself of the craziness she's involved with, looking at Lia Orn gives a helpless sigh and sits next to her* I agree with Lia, I'll leave the rest up to you.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on March 17, 2017, 12:10:51 pm
// Rolled a 17 = 9+8
Post by: Acacea on March 17, 2017, 03:03:27 pm
In their private winter wonderland, it's difficult to make out different shapes beneath the snow and ice, though conveniently it all seems to settle outside the ritual circles. Armand spots a few frosted leaves, though, and so is drawn to the branch that had attacked him, earlier. Though not terribly large, it held up well enough when attacking his knees, anyway...
Post by: Acacea on March 21, 2017, 03:08:14 pm
//Hey people! I'm sure we'd all reaaally like to get this wrapped, is there a chance we could agree on a date everyone could meet IG (after this week, preferably) for less tag? If everyone's cool without I don't mind, I just assume you'd like it not hanging over you ;)
Post by: Dorganath on March 21, 2017, 11:28:46 pm
// Next week is fine with me...weekends and evenings are my usual mantra. Finishing on the forums is fine too! My relative silence the last week or so has been due to...things.
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on March 22, 2017, 10:03:03 am
//Friday the 31 Mar - Sunday the 2 Apr will be impossible for me, but I should be free every other day after 5pm PST. Usually just need enough heads up for long events to let the wife know ahead of time and avoid death glare.
Post by: ystrday on March 22, 2017, 02:45:52 pm
//Next week I believe will work for me mostly; the 31 and that weekend is out for me. The evening anytime after 5pm pst will work better with my schedule. Thanks
Post by: Lance Stargazer on March 22, 2017, 11:36:37 pm
// Another "short" Session? *grins*
I'm our of home on a work trip during this week, And next week is still iffy, I'll know more on next Monday, till then I could work on a schedule. Will update as soon as i can.
Post by: Acacea on March 31, 2017, 02:53:13 pm
*nudges Lance* any update? :)
Post by: Lance Stargazer on April 02, 2017, 09:07:57 pm
/ / Sorry RL .been really mean so far.
SO next saturday 1 pm CST wouild work if still want to do something in game for this. I can acomodate, though with enough tikme during the weekdays after 7 pm though
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on April 02, 2017, 09:46:22 pm
//In reply to Lance's post, I will also be good for the times he mentioned as long as there is some notice prior (with exception to Wednesday). I also have an idea for my turn on this Friday's RR so I would prefer to resolve this in game outside of the RR if possible.
Post by: Acacea on April 05, 2017, 11:44:32 am
//I don't think I can do this weekend. What about say next Wednesday at the usual RR time? Just a thought. But we may as well continue here and be IG if we are able. Probably should have made a separate thread for scheduling!
Post by: Lance Stargazer on April 05, 2017, 09:58:47 pm
// You mean Wednesday 12 th right? If so its posible. no trips on the horizon atm
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on April 05, 2017, 10:38:30 pm
//I'm good Wednesday after 5pm PST.
Post by: Lance Stargazer on April 10, 2017, 11:20:45 pm
So, we up for this Wed?
Post by: Acacea on April 11, 2017, 12:06:23 am
//I have discovered a thing happening Wednesday evening for me... *scribbles out Wednesday and replaces it with Thursday in all previous mentions and then stamps it* Thursday is great, glad we're all in agreement, see you there
*shifty*
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on April 11, 2017, 09:46:39 am
//I'm good Thursday as well, but if it shifts any further to the right I won't be able to make it until the long weekend is complete.
Post by: Acacea on April 13, 2017, 07:29:55 pm
((This is in 30 minutes.))
Post by: Chuckles_McChuck on April 13, 2017, 09:29:26 pm
((Crap!! Completely forgot, going online now!))
Post by: Lance Stargazer on April 14, 2017, 04:00:59 pm
// Pitcat rules!!
Post by: Lance Stargazer on May 12, 2017, 06:21:38 pm
Post by: Acacea on May 21, 2017, 03:39:00 pm
There are no signs of further disturbances along the lakeshore, at least of the elemental variety, making the visits of Armand and Pitcat pleasant walks in light woods. The winter is cool and mild, and many plants are still in color. Signs of animals have returned, from birdsong to hungry cries in the night, to the faint smell of hidden campfires in dry hidey-holes.
There have been changes at the old ferry, of course. The burnt-out husk of the "general store" proves to be home to a number of creatures, and leafy growths have begun the long challenge of reclaiming it. A tree of stone juts from the earth beside it, with a dozen small black cats often jumping over the signs of its tangled roots or playing among its exquisitely sculpted leaves and branches.
Slow progress is made on the "ferry", repairing damage done inside and out. More often than not, the Ferryman is found not working on his vessel, but fishing contentedly from the rickety pier, occasionally swatting at a cat that tries to steal his catch. His good cheer evaporates upon seeing the gnuman, and he becomes sour and suspicious, as if wondering what new trouble this so-called professor is going to cause him, today. Answers are curt, indicate no change in the waters, and suggest that all would be wonderful as soon as Armand is gone.
After a few visits with no new fires, wings, or cats, however, the Ferryman seems to relax and often advises Armand to take up fishing, a subject he seems able to go on about at some length.
((Sorry for delay :) ))