An Old Conjurer's Foolishness
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Daelan
Revered Elder
[Apologies, gang, but I keep going to start a fresh post and there's just no time for it lately. I'm gonna have to bow out for a while. Daelan falls into a temporal plot hole or whatever. Obviously the tavern is open, Bronwyn (or any generic barkeep you want to NPC) will serve.
FYI, the nature of Daelan's restorative magic means that at noon each day the entirety of the Tavern's physical makeup --as well as the spectral NPC's and the grounds & outbuildings immediately surrounding (stables, well-house, barn, etc.)-- are restored to its prime condition. NPC memories remain unchanged, and if one is killed it's restored at noon the following day with memories up to the moment of its death.
I'll pick it back up when I can, but obviously I haven't been keeping up and if someone has a better use for the thread I say get to it!
Happy gaming, and I'll be back ASAP!]
FYI, the nature of Daelan's restorative magic means that at noon each day the entirety of the Tavern's physical makeup --as well as the spectral NPC's and the grounds & outbuildings immediately surrounding (stables, well-house, barn, etc.)-- are restored to its prime condition. NPC memories remain unchanged, and if one is killed it's restored at noon the following day with memories up to the moment of its death.
I'll pick it back up when I can, but obviously I haven't been keeping up and if someone has a better use for the thread I say get to it!
Happy gaming, and I'll be back ASAP!]
Eseer Darkthorne
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Return to your castle, hide from the coming storm."
Eseer turned and made various arcane gestures with his hands. The tavern wall before him buckled and erupted outward. The pieces tumbled into a swirling black pool. Eseer stood before the swirling maelstrom and looked back at Varsinax.
"I'll put your army to task someday soon, but first I must attend to my own task. Then I shall see about scouring this land of all humans. It was nice catching up with you, but there is more going on here."
Eseer stepped into the swirling vortex and slowly submerged into it vanishing. The portal closed behind him and the tavern wall reformed as though nothing had happened.
"
Eseer turned and made various arcane gestures with his hands. The tavern wall before him buckled and erupted outward. The pieces tumbled into a swirling black pool. Eseer stood before the swirling maelstrom and looked back at Varsinax.
"I'll put your army to task someday soon, but first I must attend to my own task. Then I shall see about scouring this land of all humans. It was nice catching up with you, but there is more going on here."
Eseer stepped into the swirling vortex and slowly submerged into it vanishing. The portal closed behind him and the tavern wall reformed as though nothing had happened.
"
Mith stood there watching as the number of coincidences walked out the tavern door. It was one of those moments where you know you missed something like a punchline to a grand jest that everyone around you starts to laugh at and you just can't see it. As he watched Eseer open a portal and walk through he could only flick his tongue with irritation before he caught sight of Varsinax swallowing the last of his drink and moving out of the tavern. As the door swung shut Mith turned around slowly and started to pace to himself as he muttered: " The Dark King of old Ayenee walks into a bar during a temporal instability as a man hatches out of time...... I know there has to be a punchline here somewhere "
He said as his face tilted looking over to Daelan for a clue, but Daelan had clearly suffered too much from his fit and had passed into a completely comatose stupor from his earlier episode. Looking to Bronwyn as she looked over her maker and spoke to her quietly " You should take him to a room and put him in bed he should be alright but he will need to rest for a while to get his strength up before I can give him the help I promised" As his words struck her She seemed to fill with more light in her semi-corporeal form as she hefted Daelans frame over her shoulders in a fireman carry and shuffled him out of the main hall.
As he looked around the room there remained one corpse upon the floor whose scent had only matured during the long conversation between Esser and Varsinax. Atra had seemingly gone quiet as well but he would not chance ignoring her considering her reeking gift upon the floor. Mith wasn't sure where Gris had gone but he hoped the paladin had not wandered too far. As Mith stepped around he moved towards the bar counter stepping around it and moving towards the bottles looking them over as he listened for movement the minstrels had gone quiet the moment Daelan had fallen unconscious perhaps afraid of their own mortality linked as they were to him, or perhaps fearing for him as children for their parent. Mith was uncertain why they had stopped but the room was deathly quiet as he located a bottle of Vodka and settling it upon the counter as he reached out with his left hand grasping a cup and setting it beside the bottle.
He said as his face tilted looking over to Daelan for a clue, but Daelan had clearly suffered too much from his fit and had passed into a completely comatose stupor from his earlier episode. Looking to Bronwyn as she looked over her maker and spoke to her quietly " You should take him to a room and put him in bed he should be alright but he will need to rest for a while to get his strength up before I can give him the help I promised" As his words struck her She seemed to fill with more light in her semi-corporeal form as she hefted Daelans frame over her shoulders in a fireman carry and shuffled him out of the main hall.
As he looked around the room there remained one corpse upon the floor whose scent had only matured during the long conversation between Esser and Varsinax. Atra had seemingly gone quiet as well but he would not chance ignoring her considering her reeking gift upon the floor. Mith wasn't sure where Gris had gone but he hoped the paladin had not wandered too far. As Mith stepped around he moved towards the bar counter stepping around it and moving towards the bottles looking them over as he listened for movement the minstrels had gone quiet the moment Daelan had fallen unconscious perhaps afraid of their own mortality linked as they were to him, or perhaps fearing for him as children for their parent. Mith was uncertain why they had stopped but the room was deathly quiet as he located a bottle of Vodka and settling it upon the counter as he reached out with his left hand grasping a cup and setting it beside the bottle.