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2008-09-07, 11:16 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
Erm, Slaanesh, I grappled your wolf.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whuZunX8bQo
Things are looking bleak for the party. Despite Sethous's battle wounds, his power seems limitless - or, if nothing else, frustrating and cinematic.
Tentacles wave wildly, striking at Arcanix, and, unable to properly do more than gibber the somatic components, spells of all shapes and sizes fly around the area.
Maximied Magic Missle slams into the roof, while Cloudkill begins to settle down, roiling off of the tiered rooftop and presumably to Korth below.
Flares and Arcane Marks begin to cover the ground, turning the area into a cavalcade of light and danger.
Worst of all, all manner of unnatural creatures begin popping into existence - Dolgaunts, Dolgrim, Gibbering Mouthers, and dozens of Otyughs materialize at the whims of Sethous's Xoriat-twisted mind.
Finally, throwing the wolf against the ground, Sethous turns his attention to the rest of the party. In a stunning moment of clarity, he seems to "grow" a fleshy pseudopod. Barbs and bits of something-or-other drip down from the "limb" as he stretches it up into the air. Large enough to block out the sun, he is just about to bring it down on Ras, Marle, Ses'lith, and Kasten, when...
The Cloud's Destiny streaks in front of the monstrosity, taking a massive hit to the bow, and sending the ship careening out of control. Spinning wildly and emanating huge billows of smoke and debris, it barrel-rolls down, past the edge of Arcanix, disappearing as it goes down.
This massive distraction was all the rest of the flanking ships need. The skiffs continue to show Sethous a rain of fire, but some touch down, dropping soldiers you can't quite recognize.
Roll Knowledge (Nobility & Royalty) or Knowledge (History).
A few of the soldiers, brandishing longswords, rush over to you.
"Move along."
Another explosion next to Sethous ignites the remaining pieces of the ship. The air runs black with the scent of burning flesh.
Finally, a ship that you can regonize as being named the Beginner's Luck swoops down. Taking one massive strafing run at Sethous's exposed body, it fires the ballista...
And contacts, sending the Alienist to a screaming doom as his form writhes and thrashes on the ground. Covered in dozens of arrows and bolts, battered at the knees and legs, sliced and diced at the torso, and burnt to a crisp, Sethous no longer seems quite as menacing.
The remaining troopers, however, do. One in a feathered coif - ostensibly the commanding officer - makes a few hand gestures, which you interpret as sending more troops over to your position.
Four stand, flanking Ra, with weapons sheathed. Two flank everyone else, save Marle, who the becoifed soldier directs a gnome toward.
"Apologies, ma'am," says the gnome. "We're with the Brelish govnerment. This is under our jurisdiction now. You can understand."
"Not that we don't 'ppreciate your hard work, no. You proved an excellent distraction, and we would've never taken him down without a little help on the ground. Quigley at your service."
"Sorry we couldn't come sooner; we weren't sure who you were with. We were getting paranoid of anyone in Arcanix once Sethous took down the Shrouded Dancer."
"Funny thing, that. He seemed to have a penchant for airships. Didja see his office? Dozens of models all over the place. Papers, blueprints, paintings. 'spected a guy like him to have mad ravings and bits o' Aberration flesh, but nope. Not this guy."
"Which, eh, brings me to my final conclusion. I'm no so sure it's a good idea to let everyone know that a wizard with Brelish protections, Karrnathi citizenship, and ties to Thronehold went about and tried to destroy the world. We've already heard 'bout a dozen theories 'bout all the wacky weather, eh? So we're thinkin' this last one might push some folk over the edge."
"So, that jus' leaves us the question of what to do with the adventurers who just so happened to have tracked Sethous, gotten dozens of proofs, called in hundreds of favors, and helped to finish the deed. Nice work on fightin' him in his office, by the way."
"See, now I'd never hurt a lady life yourself, I am unsure what to do with the rest of your group or your... rocky friend."
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2008-09-07, 01:16 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
Marle
Marle throws up her bow, aiming to fire an arrow in defiance into the massive tentacle, when the airship takes the hit...and then watches in amazement, and not a little frustration, as the soldiers take over and finish the job, pulling out her Wand of CLW and using two charges on herself.
SpoilerWand of CLW: (1d8+3)[4] (1d8+3)[7]
Finding herself thrust into the position of the de facto spokesman and leader, she listens neutrally to the gnome's speech, then gives him her broadest smile.
I'm glad that we were able to help, Mr. Quigley. She gives him a curtsey. Marle Windstrider. Are the crew of Cloud's Destiny alright?
The half-elf straightens up, and gives the impression of being deep in thought as her mind races.
Well, I can certainly understand your position. And I agree that it would probably be best if your man-on-the-street didn't know exactly what went on up here. And I also suppose that just giving you our word not to speak of what happened in any detail won't go over too well with your superior officers.
Marle tilts her head in a coquettish guesture and allows her smile to get bigger.
However, we do work together well as a team, and it'd be a shame to lose that. So, I'd have to speak with the others of course, but, you know, I'm sure there are other situations, either now or in the future, that would call for the government to be...discreet in its handling of them. That might, mayhap, require the services of...independent contractors to clean up, with those in charge being able to deny any involvement on their part - and truthfully?
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Alas, Marle only has Knowledge ranks in Arcana and Local...
However, she can make a Diplomacy check on the good Mr. Quigley: (1d20+6)[8]
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2008-09-07, 11:36 PM (ISO 8601)
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Ra watches the demise of Sethous with mixed thoughts. Though he feels no satisfaction or disappointment, he dearly wishes that these soldiers would have left the battle to the professionals.
Silly homids.
He hefts his double-bladed sword in both hands and glowers down on the four soldiers about him, inspecting their armor and boots, inspecting their weapons, and how clean and neat their uniforms are.
When the gnome makes reference to not hurting Marle, but being unsure as what to do with the others, Ra speaks up, his voice grating like a rusty trap, "Not to put too fine of a point on it, but you have two options that I can see. Either you treat your impromptu allies honorably, and be treated as such by us as well, or you attempt to quiet us, and in so doing, initiate a short battle. Now, I have no reservations about this exchange coming to blows. I doubt that my companions wish this to become a violent conflict, and certainly, I would rather continue existence in order to fight further battles. But if it comes down to it, I would happily see how many of your soldiers I can destroy before your ships take me down. It is my destiny to die in battle--it is what I was created for. If you wish to accelerate that destiny by threatening my existence, or the life of my allies, then so be it. But I can promise you that it will be an expensive decision."
With that, he glares at the soldiers around him again, taking note of one of them (whether or not the human was guilty of the offense), "Stand up straighter, man. Don't slouch like that; you're a warrior, not a baker."
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2008-09-07, 11:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
ooc-stupid low charisma rolls...
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Watchtower––Volume III (running since 2008)
Announcer— “Your cable television is experiencing difficulties. Please do not panic. Resist the temptation to read or talk to loved ones. Do not attempt sexual relations, as years of TV radiation have left your genitals withered and useless.”
Wiggum, checking— “Well I'll be damned.”
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2008-09-07, 11:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
Quigley lights a pipe as he listens to Marle, and puffs it a bit. When Ra speaks up, he moves a bit and turns to him.
The human fighters surrounding Ra wear half-plate armor, mostly black and blue, and a few other elegant touches. Their faces are impossible to see due to the expensive and functional helm, but by their physical motions, they are somewhat confused. One of them does try to stand up a little straighter.
"You are asking to do favors for the Crown?Quiet you?
I was just going to bribe the party not not speak, but sure, why not, eh?
I s'pose the King's Dark Lanterns technically I owe you a favor, too, fer getting Sethous out here where we could take him out without too many witnesses. If he had been able to control more of the ship... he might've even been able t'insinuate himself with Arcanix itself.
Erm, righto. Well, anyway, little miss, you asked 'bout the Cloud's Destiny? Well, her sister ship, the Shrouded Dancer, wasn't quiet as lucky. Sethous had the ability to somehow control flesh and inorganic materials as one, letting him use... well, the crew as some sort of monstrous control mechanism. The Desnity took some losses when it impacted in Southern Briar Park. Not too many people on the ground were hurt... but a few were."
Quigley struts about the area, thinking, and puffing his pipe. A few Dark Lanterns near Sethous's body seem to be picking through his remains. They procure broken items, dump out a bag of holding containing a disgusting green slime, and thumb through a pocket folio.
"Give me a little while to think about giving you a job."
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2008-09-08, 12:57 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
Marle
Marle cringes just ever-so-slightly at Ra's statement - not that she doesn't totally agree, but, not perhaps the most diplomatic of approaches. But she gives the warrior a thankful smile.
Then Q reveals the fate of the ships...
He used...the crew...
Marle turns away for a moment, clamping a hand over her mouth as she tries not to be sick...
SpoilerImpromptu Fort save against DC10: (1d20+3)[13]
...and succeeds, but not by much.
After a moment she composes herself and turns back to Q.
Um, sure. Listen, while you think I'm going to see about patching up my friends, alright?
If Quigley or any of his fellow soldiers don't object, she'll head over to Daffyd first, offering her Wand of CLW.Last edited by The Bushranger; 2008-09-08 at 12:59 AM.
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2008-09-08, 02:03 AM (ISO 8601)
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Nico stands back and watches the proceedings - never being much of a diplomat he feels that he has little to add to the conversation for the moment.
He had been, however, paying close attention to the ships and the soldiers, racking his brain to discover just who they are.
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2008-09-08, 07:37 AM (ISO 8601)
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After seeing the screaming alienist's demise, KAsten began to think.
So, who are these guys....
Ses'lith moves over to his wolf to see if there is anything he can do.
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2008-09-08, 07:59 AM (ISO 8601)
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Daffyd
Daffyd draws his own wand and waves Marle off, smiling and wiggling it at her indicating she should attend to someone else without healing.
"Yeah, what she said."
SpoilerLesser Vigor for me! And I forgot about my DR, so that's 2 more HP I have. How long does Lesser Vigor last, again? I don't recall.
I'm totally ready to just run off the side of this place if they insist on being prigs and make us 'come quietly'.Last edited by Ditto; 2008-09-08 at 07:59 AM.
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2008-09-08, 09:33 AM (ISO 8601)
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Nico, Ses'lith, and the rest of their party comb the annals of the mind to try and remember if they have seen the ships or soldiers before.
They can come up with neither.
However, you can infer from Quigley's statements and the black lantern motif that adorns the soldiers' gear that these are members of the Brelish Citadel, the royal intelligence agency.
Quigley continues pacing.
"I don't know. Methinks maybe we owe you a few favors...."
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2008-09-08, 09:37 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
Marle
Marle gives Daffyd a nod and smile and looks to the others to see who needs any help, raising an eyebrow at the gnome's musings as she does so.
((Speak up if you want her to zap you with the Wand of CLW. ))
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2008-09-09, 12:09 AM (ISO 8601)
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Quigley struts across the roof, puffing a long pipe. He makes a few hand motions, directing the party to come closer and to group up.
"Okay, okay, keep your pants on. I have a proposition for you."
Quigley removes his pipe, and begins polishing the shiny, lacquered wood. He clearly likes it in good condition.
"I see it this way. You came pretty far, you know? You did a lot of work that the Citadel and Karrnathi Military Intelligence didn't have to do. That saved us a lot of red tape."
"Now, I can't give you any promises right away, but...
I think I have something for you."
SpoilerRushed, yes, I know. The idea looked much better on paper.
...and... opening credits! >.>
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Voyage of the Golden Dragon
Voyage of the Golden Dragon
Run by Phantom.exe
Illustrations by Antifan-Real, Wayne Reynolds, Lisa Hanson
Map work taken from maps drawn by Jonathan Hill
Caterer - Tony's Food Services
Gametable created by Gametable Group
Eberron Campaign Setting Created by Keith Baker
(In no particular order)
Ra, - Stycotl
Marle Windstrider- The Bushranger
Daffyd Mann - Ditto
Ses'lith and Kasten D'Orien - Slaanesh
Nico - Hecore
The Wanderer - Tacitus
Quigley - Chronicled
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Very Special Thanks to Indiana Jones
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2 Months Later...
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Recommended Soundtrack - Stormwind Theme, from World of Warcraft or Sharn, City of Towers theme by Wizards
The day after you were unceremoniously dropped off in Thronehold (The island that once held the capitol of Galifar), you were given a short letter. Well, 'given' is a manner of speaking. As with all mysterious letters, it was inserted - by means unknown - into your locked hotel suite in the Ignited Basilisk, an upscale inn on the edge of Thronehold.
The letter reads something as follows. It is printed on fine Karrnathi paper, and written in a dark blue ink. The writing is elegant- extremely elegant - almost elegant enough to be difficult to read. It spills over to a second page.
Dear Wayfinders & Co;
It has been too long since we last spoke. How a day flies! Indeed, it would seem like two days ago would never end; hours of cleanup, reams of paper, and dozens of contracts and items to sign. Be lucky you are not yet formal agents of the Brelish crown.
I have good news for you. My superiors agreed with my judgement, and approved the operation I decided upon. It is for the best; considering that I had already made the arrangements for your task. (Something bearing resemblance to a renaissance-era emoticon depicting a smiley face appears here.)
I also have bad news for you. I do not have any formal reward for working with us (whether you knew the identities of your patrons or not). Most of his magical items - items which I knew that adventurers and mercenaries as yourself would love - were damaged or destroyed.
Meanwhile, any monetary gifts are absolutely out of the question; while we could arrange a 'gift' for you, right now the Brelish Parliament and Karrnathi crown are being very stingy, and trying to distance themselves from anything relating to the recent weather fluctuations.
So, what do you receive for saving Karrnath from being turned to dust, Aundair from perpetual winter, Stormreach from flooding, and Breland from hurricane-force winds?
A trip on the Golden Dragon, my friend. You may have heard of it; the Golden Dragon is the world's first luxury airship; the first of its kinds. None is finer, none is more stately. Indeed, it has been all but determined 'unsinkable'. I'm sure you can find out more about the Golden Dragon once you get there.
The nature of your mission will be revealed once the ship departs. Among other things, it is of critical nature that the ship makes it to Stormreach, the northernmost (and only) city in Xen'Drik.
Until then, your covers are as follows. Do not, under any circumstances, make any connection with the Brelish Government known. Even to who might be other Citadel agents or Dark Lanterns. Same goes for any Karrnathi Military Intelligence (abbreviated as KMI) chaps.
-My lovely Marle, you are an entertainer and 'friend' of House Lyrandar. You are working on the ship as entertainment and as a guide.
-Daffyd, you and the Maug bloke are here with the Wayfinder Foundation. Luckily, you actually are. We have arranged for something of a 'trial membership', if you did not already have one. If anyone asks, you are there for an expedition to reach the icy southern tip of Xen'Drik.
-Nico, you are a diplomat from Riedra. That's only if anyone notices that you're more than Human. If not - well, you're still a diplomat from Riedra. Regardless, disclose as little information as possible. Enclosed in this is a 100-gold letter of credit from House Kundarak; use it to buy a more upper-class outfit.
-Ses'lith, you and Kasten are both working with House Orien in Xen'Drik to further advance some sort of transit or highway system out there. Strangest thing, that; the Dark Lanterns wouldn't give me any approval on this. I work for Citadel, so I outrank all but the most senior Lantern... still, Strange, huh?
Meet at the Broken Anvil; it's a small, out-of-the-way tavern in southern Sharn. There should be a sky gondola there, waiting to take you to the tallest tower in Sharn; from there, the "launch party" will be blaring.
Await further instructions there.
-Quigley
You finish re-reading the paper, and pass it to the next person. You're still in the sky gondola, which is slowly circling up towards the top of Dalaran Tower. The lights of Morgrave University, just a few hundred feet to the north, are already looking dim in comparison to Dalaran's luminescence.
The gondola you sit in is large - 10 feet wide, converging in the front to a point and about 25 feet long with a covered roof.
The gondolameister seems nice enough, though any of his chatty comments have long turned awkward.
As you approach the tower, you can almost see the top of an elemental binding ring on the other side...
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This is it. The main event. Credits rolled, an intro montage played. Something's going down tonight - and tomorrow, too.
You've had quite some time for your characters to relax. I've been thinking a bit about this campaign, too; among other things, I'm a bit frustrated that I haven't given you many opportunities to roleplay. I hope that will change.
I encourage RPing both in an out of combat, both on and off this thread. If you want, the OOC thread can double as a... whisper thread, as can PMs
I don't want to force you to roleplay or post... but I'd like to know what you did with the months you had. Did you stay together? Or not? Did you craft items? Did you study, sleep, or meditate? Maybe you just went exploring. I want to know!
Remember, this is a formal event. Old patrons and old enemies might show up here. What are you wearing? What do you look like? So forth. I'm not sure if I even gave time for character descriptions, though you can always just look at each others' sheets on the first page...
Also, starting very soon, some events in the adventure will be 'time-based', meaning that a certain amount of time or posts must go by for the events to 'trigger'. You're going to be given a lot of freedom; I hope to see proactive use of it. I'm hoping so much, in fact, that I've designed a hidden (for now) table of bonuses and happenings to reward such work.
Whew! Long post.
Also, this gondola ride is a fantastic way to RP.
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2008-09-09, 01:24 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
The Wanderer
A small bit of light reflected off the smooth skin of the sickly looking man's skull as he guided them onward. Bright blue eyes glittered from tired sockets and a palpable sensation of warmth and surety rolled off his otherwise fragile body. It was hard to tell but under a jerkin he wore to denote his current status as their gondolier he wore links of fine chain with a slight azure hue that hugged his body. His other clothing was, by and large, less remarkable with baggy brown pants that looked as though they were well traveled and a pair of black boots that seemed caked with mud despite there having been no rain for a fortnight.
His pendant though, oh that was a rare beauty. Though it seemed to be a mere glass sphere set into a golden clasp there was a brilliant light that emanated from within that seemed to hold but a fraction of the Eternal Day that was Irian. The gold was not of any amazing craftsmanship but looked as though it were made by the hands of an apprentice being guided. Aside from this amazing gem and his fine chain the only oddity about him was hint of conjuration magic extending from his pack.
Well, maybe not the only oddity. The man's voice never seemed to quit. And to that point he seemed to have some strange bit of knowledge that no one would ever need to know, "...and in exchange he told me something I never would have guessed in all my years. Apparently there are certain types of frog whose body creates some form of alchemical substance that allows them to freeze during the winter! Instead of literally turning to ice their blood truly runs cold! Isn't that amazing? I wonder if it would be useful for the common man to keep cooled drinks without the use of magic. And to think, all I gave him was the answer to a rather simple riddle. The Common Tongue! Hah!"Last edited by Tacitus; 2008-09-09 at 01:43 AM. Reason: Tags
Never can find my towel...Forgot who did my avatar, sorry! >.<
So it goes.
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2008-09-09, 01:38 AM (ISO 8601)
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ooc-hold on, gimme a moment to wrap my brain around this. i thought we had done the epilogue, and were now going to go back and do the prologue through the next-to-last act. now we are a few months after the battle with sethous?
also, you want me to play through that (stuff in seth's desk) on top of the roof, still, or are we just gonna explain that ooc-ly?
EDIT-oh yeah, and howdy, tacitus!Last edited by Stycotl; 2008-09-09 at 01:38 AM.
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2008-09-09, 06:53 AM (ISO 8601)
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Marle Windstrider
Marle's long brown hair is pulled back into a bun, her dress being suitably elegant (and low-cut), showing off her figure to best advantage, and also being a brilliant shade of green that perfectly compliments her sparkling eyes as she chuckles at the Wanderer's story.
Indeed, sir, that seems it might come in very handy. And who knows what other uses such cold could be put to use for?
She gives him a wink as if suggesting she could think of a few...
But really, you might not want to let people know where it came from. A frog? Like, eww...
SpoilerAs for theme music, after listening to that - at least the first part of it, stupid dial-up - I've got the theme music from Ark of Truth playing in my head.
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2008-09-09, 03:47 PM (ISO 8601)
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Nico Silius
The last two months seemed to drag by. Nico had hoped that once he killed Sethous the group would have been showered in jewels and gold. Instead he got this - a trip on a luxury skyliner - and he was expected to do a job on top of this!. It wasn't all bad, it just wasn't the sort of 'reward' he had been expecting.
Nico turned away from the man that had identified himself as Cassius. The man was interesting, sure, but lend him your ear and he'd talk it off. The man was a trivia bank of useless knowledge; it was going to be such a bother traveling if all the passengers were like that! Nico paused, and shook his head.
Perhaps he is just excited to be on the airship, Nico thought to himself. Beneath Nico's calm, almost bored exterior he was bubbling over with excitement. Even with everything else, this journey exhilarated him. After all, it was the third time he had even been in a sky galley; you could barely count the trip off the roof of the Arcanix.
Nico glanced down at his clothes and quickly turned away. I've got to stop doing that, he thought. These clothes were unusually fine and unlike much of what he normally wore were tailored to fit him exactly. He didn't feel the scratch of wool or of an improperly sewn seam; he kept looking down to make sure he still had his shirt and pants on.
Glancing over the countryside in the ascending gondola, Nico impatiently waited for what he was sure would be the adventure of a lifetime.
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2008-09-12, 11:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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Ra stood as close to the center of the gondola as possible, and as still as a statue--which he could do an impressionable impression of, by the way--for fear of rocking the boat. It might be largeer than him, but Ra was certain that his density and bulk could send the airship rocking back and forth if he were not careful.
But now, as he stood there as still as possible, he was aware of something tap-tapping against the inside of the thick, steel and iron of his greaves, something he would never be able to reach with his massive, mineral paws. Bending slowly, Ra tries to peer down between his leg armor and his stone leg, but all is dark, and the space is too small for even his ocular systems to reveal.
"Daffyd, could you come over here? I need you to reach those tiny mittens of yours down behind my greaves and see what it is that is flopping around loose in there. Could you do that for me?"Last edited by Stycotl; 2008-09-13 at 03:58 PM.
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Announcer— “Your cable television is experiencing difficulties. Please do not panic. Resist the temptation to read or talk to loved ones. Do not attempt sexual relations, as years of TV radiation have left your genitals withered and useless.”
Wiggum, checking— “Well I'll be damned.”
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2008-09-13, 11:17 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
Kasten reflects on the time that has passed since the battle at Arcanix.
I wonder if I'll ever have to fight something that deranged again.... It's hard to forget such a monster..
Meanwhile, Ses'lith rests, using a weak spell to warm himself.
Kasten taps his foot anixously, hoping that they will arrive soon.
*sigh* I just want to get back to doing something exciting... and *this* doesn't eve come close to counting..
Kasten begins paceing impatiently, hoping that they can get to something more interesting then a ride in an airship.trill in da playground
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2008-09-14, 09:48 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Daffyd? Where'd that blasted little halfling sneak off to now?" Ra looks about, rotating slowly at the waist so as not to disturb the ship. "Who has the next smallest hands? Marle?"
Last edited by Stycotl; 2008-09-14 at 09:49 PM.
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Watchtower––Volume III (running since 2008)
Announcer— “Your cable television is experiencing difficulties. Please do not panic. Resist the temptation to read or talk to loved ones. Do not attempt sexual relations, as years of TV radiation have left your genitals withered and useless.”
Wiggum, checking— “Well I'll be damned.”
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2008-09-14, 10:20 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2008
Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
The Golden Dragon is finally rising into view from behind the massive tower. It looks as though the message was incorrect; the Dragon is docked at an official House Lyrandar docking tower.
The ship is moored at the highest level, with not one, but two massive boarding platforms. Dozens of crew and hands can be seen on the ship's deck, scurrying and hurrying about, rushing in an dout of doors and yelling down portholes.
Warforged and a small squad of minotaurs - presumably from Droaam, are loading some of the heavier gear into a large door that leads down to the cargo bay. A few skiffs do the same, being loaded into the lower holding bays.
Everbright lanterns provide light across the ship and on the massive docking platform - one which seems to be hosting the launch party.
The gondola curves around, giving you your first full view of the ship in profile. 400 feet in the air, and with two massive elemental rings, it dwarfs any conceptions you had about the ship's size. At least 300 feet long and 60 feet wide at the thickest, the Soverign Host alone knows what device or artifice could keep such a behemoth aloft.
The final thing that catches your eye is the soarwood covered in scale and talon motifs. Her front bow is rendered into an enormous dragon's head with a fanged mouth gaping wide.
From the sky, you can see that the massive party has been underway for some time. You recognize a few figures in the crowd; Elaydren d'Cannith, the disgraced head of Cannith West; Torren Blackfingers, the skilled artificer that helped destroy the Dragon's Eye; all manner of who's-who's and important people cover the deck.
You can even recognize Sharn's Lord Mayor, Cathan ir'Demell.
Only Nico recognizes the woman with the long, purple hair, glowing teal eyes, and exotic formal gown.
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2008-09-15, 02:45 AM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2005
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- Sin City
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Cassius
Had the man training in musical instruments he would have performed a piece to raise tension before they finally set their sights on the grand ship. Unfortunately, he had only his voice and a stream of endless facts, "The brainchild of Houses Lyrandar and Medani along with Brelish magewrights. A thing of beauty commissioned as a flagship in 993. Do you see the lanterns there? Simple creations capable of focusing light long distances, but they are nothing compared to my Lights of Irian. Well, not everyone can devise something so wonderful."
He gestured to the hull, "See the craftsmanship there? Even the frame of the ship itself was constructed by the finest tradesman and over the course of three long years it was not even half completed. It took so long, in fact, that the War had ended long before its magnificence could ever be completed. With no need it was left abandoned here in Sharn in a Lyrandar dock for well over a year before it was purchased and re-purposed from a powerful instrument of war into a glorious beacon of advancement and luxury!"Last edited by Tacitus; 2008-09-15 at 02:46 AM.
Never can find my towel...Forgot who did my avatar, sorry! >.<
So it goes.
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2008-09-15, 05:08 AM (ISO 8601)
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Marle
Marle is too busy staring, jaw slightly dropped, at the Golden Dragon, to really be listening to Cassius. But finally it sinks in that she's been specifically addressed.
Er- oh, hm? She looks up, brows knotting slightly. Did you say something, Ra?
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2008-09-15, 08:08 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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Nico
Nico turns his head from the shrinking vista below and begins to take in the wonder that is the Golden Dragon. The magnificent construction and size of the ship takes him aback for a moment - What can keep a vessel of that size afloat? he wonders - and he suddenly feels small in his new clothes.
While taking in the new sight he looks over the crowd, noticing a few faces that, while he could not say they were familiar, were at least known to him. His eyes linger a moment longer on a mysterious woman with violet hair; Nico clearly recognizes her and her name lingers on the tip of his tongue for a moment, until Cassius's dissertation snaps him back to reality.
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2008-09-16, 07:15 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Dec 2005
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Daffyd
As the gondola approached the docking tower, Daffyd climbed back around from just under the prow to look inquisitively at Ra. ”Sorry, were you looking for me? The view is really spectacular from down there… it feels like flying, sitting under the edge of this little ship and looking down at the city with nothing beneath you.” He looks to the Golden Dragon ahead of them. ”I can’t wait to see what it looks like when we get up really high.”
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2008-09-16, 10:24 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Yeah, whichever of you two has the smaller hands, I have something rattling around in between my leg and my greaves. You mind?" He answers, pointing a large, stubby finger of stone at his monstrous left shin.
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Campaigns
Watchtower––Volume III (running since 2008)
Announcer— “Your cable television is experiencing difficulties. Please do not panic. Resist the temptation to read or talk to loved ones. Do not attempt sexual relations, as years of TV radiation have left your genitals withered and useless.”
Wiggum, checking— “Well I'll be damned.”
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2008-09-16, 10:40 PM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2005
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Cassius
The gondolier actually stops talking about useless stuff for a moment, "Hold on, actually. I may have something to help." He rummages through his pack and slips out a small case. With one hand he flicks it open and holds it out. Inside are a number of small tools, "I've got several small tongs and pliers that might help ye fish out whatever ye got in there."Never can find my towel...Forgot who did my avatar, sorry! >.<
So it goes.
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2008-09-17, 09:09 AM (ISO 8601)
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Marle
Marle looks over at Cassius and nods. Those look like they'll work...wonder what's down in there?
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2008-09-17, 09:23 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Voyage of the Golden Dragon (Eberron, 3.5 D&D)
(This is the only picture of a docking tower I could find. You'll have to imagine it much busier, larger, and in Sharn. =D )
The docking tower is now mere inches away from the gondola. While Cassius procures a menagerie of esoteric tools to discover the cause of the Maug's discontent, a few deckhands throw a rope, mooring the gondola to the side.
"Can park here. Okay. You have permissions." A minotaur with questionable proficiency in Common secures the gondola to the side of a fence.
Everything on the top of the deck appears vibrant, alive. The party is in full swing, now. A buffet headed by a surly-looking human seems to offer the finest of foods - Karrnathi beer and cheese, dozens of Aundairian pastries, a veritable patissiere of simpler Brelish goods and seafood.
At the center of it all appears to be the remaining half of a bullette steak.
You can see a large group standing nearby each other, most of whom are dressed in uniform - ostensibly the captain and his crew.
((All right. There's a lot to see. I'm going to need a spot check from everyone here. If you want to ask someone out or check out the crowd, now's a good time to ask if you see someone in particular. ))
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2008-09-19, 12:13 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Oct 2007
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(i wanna ask someone out! but for my sake, i'd probably ought to ask my wife out...)
Ra grunts a reverberation of approval when he sees the tongs. "Perfect. You think you can get in there with those, halfling? This thing is becoming an awful nuisance." He smoothly lowers his center of gravity with a spread-legged stance, sticking his leg out and allowing the halfling (or whoever ends up doing the operation), ample room to maneuver.my own diabolical experiments (homebrew)
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Watchtower––Volume III (running since 2008)
Announcer— “Your cable television is experiencing difficulties. Please do not panic. Resist the temptation to read or talk to loved ones. Do not attempt sexual relations, as years of TV radiation have left your genitals withered and useless.”
Wiggum, checking— “Well I'll be damned.”
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2008-09-19, 07:21 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Oct 2007
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Marle glances back at where the others are working on Ra, then back outside the goldola, trying to take in everything. She bounces on her feet a little, her enthuiasm for their new adventure building, eager to discover what fun there is to be had.
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