Servants of the Thrallherd IC 2 [3.5, faster posting speed]

[J-H]

Xaanthios & RexThaun

The psion’s dome is made up of a large number of large, triangular wooden panels that collectively form a half-sphere rising out of the ground. Higher on the structure, a number of glass panels provide light to the inside. You’ve never seen anything else like it.

There’s not an obvious door, but there is a rock-covered path going around the right side from the street. Feet crunching on the gravel, you walk around and find a bare courtyard walled in on both sides, with a door leading from it to the dome. A middle-aged woman is sitting on air, six inches off the ground, with her legs crossed and her palm on her knees. She obviously heard you coming.

“A good morning to you.”



Melinda & Cendrick

A small grass lawn forms a boundary between a tall stone tower of stone and the road. The white stone of the tower is so polished that it looks almost like ivory. A walkway leads into a covered arch that, with no door, goes straight into the first floor. As you pass through the arch, you hear a faint ringing sound upstairs, as that of a bell.

A tiny reddish figure that looks sort of like a humanoid winged toad lands in front of you. Melinda easily recognizes it as a homunculus, a mute construct created by some wizards. It looks up at the two of you and studies you, and then makes a questioning gesture.

Two large-sized constructs, some type of obscure and unusual golem, block the stairwell at the rear of the open area. There are several chairs and tables sitting around, and a large brass statue of a greataxe-wielding minotaur stands opposite an ornate tapestry depicting some battle. You’d have to get closer to either one to study them in more detail, as the tower is a full fifty-five feet in diameter.

The homunculus seems to be waiting for you to speak.