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Age of The End (D&D 5E) (IC)

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It seems Beorin's intuition about trials proves right. Diella grits her teeth. Why are the only outcomes ascendance or damnation, though? What about a... middle ground? She sighs. Trying to argue the point will certainly only serve to make matters worse, if the direction the conversation between Kalvienne, Toryk and whatever higher power they are in the process of offending is any indication.

Upon hearing the warning of falling rocks, Diella's feet begin to move in the recommended direction almost on their own, though she still has the presence of mind to grab Shalia's hand and try and pull the grieving tiefling along. The halfling glances towards the ceiling as she moves. All bad things seem to come from above recently, it seems.

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His eyes angry slits. His shoulders tense. Vrail pulls the bag holding the artifact off his back.
He follows Beorin's lead and shuffles to the left. His ear flaps twitching with his danger-sense keenly aware that something was about to happen.
Dropping his tetsubo to the ground, he pulls out the artifact and brandishes it front of him like a shield.
His tail thumps against the arena floor in a steady cadence - thump - then a swish from right to left - then it rises to again thump-and-swish, thump-and-swish.
Thump-and-swish.
"Let the trials come," he says.
Thump-and-swish.
 
Shalia notices Diella attempting to comfort her, but doesn't react to the halfling. Hearing that she could get restored back to life if she passes some kind of trail scares her and yet still feels her hope. She knows the last time she was tested she failed and that caused her to be separated from her sister and failing this test can cause something even worse to happen to her and she doesn't want to even think about what is worse than death. She feels the halfling pull her somewhere and doesn't resist the pull and allows herself to be moved. She glances at the beautiful goddesses. Shalia was never one that put much thought into the religions of the world, but she is amazed at how the goddesses are actually more beautiful than the stories she heard say they are. Shalia remains quiet and still holding tightly to her whistle as she deals with conflicting feelings she feels about these trails that she will be forced to take.
 
Ilikepie said:
Shalia notices Diella attempting to comfort her, but doesn't react to the halfling. Hearing that she could get restored back to life if she passes some kind of trail scares her and yet still feels her hope. She knows the last time she was tested she failed and that caused her to be separated from her sister and failing this test can cause something even worse to happen to her and she doesn't want to even think about what is worse than death. She feels the halfling pull her somewhere and doesn't resist the pull and allows herself to be moved. She glances at the beautiful goddesses. Shalia was never one that put much thought into the religions of the world, but she is amazed at how the goddesses are actually more beautiful than the stories she heard say they are. Shalia remains quiet and still holding tightly to her whistle as she deals with conflicting feelings she feels about these trails that she will be forced to take.
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Athaclenna is doing her best to keep her head about her, despite the crazy situation she's found herself in. Looking about, she shifts her position off to the left with the others, ready to delve into her healing powers if needed.
 
Nokomis had stayed silent while the others spoke or reacted to... the God? Nokomis looked towards the thrones, still confused as to what was going on. They were to complete trials? On the astral plane? She looked back to the one who had spoken.

"I... don't think I understand...."
 
Equusheart said:
Nokomis had stayed silent while the others spoke or reacted to... the God? Nokomis looked towards the thrones, still confused as to what was going on. They were to complete trials? On the astral plane? She looked back to the one who had spoken.

"I... don't think I understand...."
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"You are being tested for a second chance at life, and to become an ascended... More the latter than the former. Now, u less you want to struck in the head by a rock... I suggest you move like I insisted." they spoke, still not visibly seen

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"Are you sure that is what yow want? ShadSmithGayDemon ShadSmithGayDemon ? You didn't even do anything yet, and once you leave... There's no coming back."
 
Nokomis frowned and looked up, her instincts urging her to move despite the odd situation. She lept out of the way, moving to the right.
 
The last thing Evora remembered was a feeling of static and then a blinding light.
She didn't even register the feeling of falling until she snapped to, jolting awake.

She was already standing; where? She didn't have the faintest idea.
Before her confusion had a chance to fully settle, she was told to move to side.

Evora compiled absentmindedly, shuffling her bare, red feet and looking around more to get a feel for her surroundings that to find out who had asked her to move.

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The voice speaks out once again "Good enough." it exclaimed, as the celling glowed a visible tint of red.


The Ceiling then explodes! and the onlookers begin to scream and panic with one of them crying out "IT'S THE DESTORYER!" and a second following up with "Damn it, NOT AGAIN!". The debris lands perfectly around the party (No DEX saves are needed). A Humanoid Raptor descends through the blast hole and the dust that was presumably made by him. He slowly floats downward with a look of smug confidence, Guards are too petrified in fear and awe to retaliate, all one can do is gaze upon the great destroyer. The panic slowly died down to a dull roar of terror, after all this is the mightiest and most chaotic of the gods... so one will need to be careful when they speak to him. The god would then speak... "Pardon my lateness, but my duties as destroyer tend to keep me a bit... pre-occupied... when I'm not doing it for kicks." He beamed as he floated in place smack dab in the middle of the arena.

The God king signs, "Must you ruin the roof every time you find yourself tardy, Xai?" he would say, slightly frustrated. Xai would then return the remark with more of his unwavering demeanor "Oh Gagail, Must I remind you that I'm scripted to make a flashy entrance when I'm introduced to this Campaign?"... The god king shifts a brow, "I would ask what that means, but I already know what you are going to say... Just take your seat so we may get on with the trials."

"Bah, still as boring as ever eh Gagail?" Xai smiled, as he teleported in a puff of white smoke and re-appeared next to the goddess of creation. Xai's throne would also appear in the same fashion. It's a flaming meteor with a demon skull embedded into it as a head piece. Now all 9 gods of the ascended plane are present, and with a quick flick of Gagail's staff the ceiling was repaired.

The Trials will begin shortly
 
Turing around to witness the... entrance... Toryk looked around. Expecting to see some sort of trial. No... but the presence of Xai did leave him a bit dumbfounded. And not particularly in the good way. But in the dust took his attention. Evora was there. Thank tempest she was alive. Or whatever they were. Everyone was. Nokomis. Vrail. Beorin. The rest of them. He didnt know who that crying sprout was, but it wasn't his. He would be a bit more overjoyed if not for circumstances.

With all the gods present, Toryk had to admit, the two that seemed to be talking left a lot to be desired. The gnoll was no religious scholar, but he was expecting them to act a bit less.... mortal. "I think I be starting to see why our realm be such a mess... between turning into ducks and Demonic invasions. Aye, one might be thinking there be more pressing stuff than an an entrance." He muttered sourly.
 
ShadSmithGayDemon said:
I would start crying. "T-This is all my faulttttttttt....every big brother I had died because of meeeeeeeee....."
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Kalvienne sighed. "Stop your tears, you're not a child." He said, golden eyes drawn to the flashy entrance. "I like your style.." He smirked. No matter how annoyed he was, he could still admit to that. Annoying others was fun, and by the reaction of the others observing the arena, clearly this kind of thing happened often.
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