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

[TyranntX]

History: 14+2=16

He may not be wearing that cloak you saw him use when you first met him, but you recognize those arms. That's Dao, the saurian who sent you on that quest to deliver the relic

 

[Felis]

He may not be wearing that cloak you saw him use when you first met him, but you recognize those arms. That's Dao, the saurian who sent you on that quest to deliver the relic

"Oh, beg your pardon!" Diella hurries to amend with a small, awkward laugh when she pieces the memory of Saballi and the image of the saurian in front of her together. "It's been a while, and an eventful while at that. Um, apologies for the trouble with the delivery," she feels compelled to add.

So it seems the winged lady talking about a certain Dao earlier may not have been a coincidence, after all. Though there's still a slim possibility that there two Daos on the ascended plane, Diella supposes. In any case, she decides not to bring up the matter of 'it's Dao's turn to give orientation' - they found their way here well enough thanks to the maps and, well, with the reminder of their still undelivered relic right in front of her, Diella would feel like she was the pot calling the kettle black.

 

[TyranntX]

"Oh, beg your pardon!" Diella hurries to amend with a small, awkward laugh when she pieces the memory of Saballi and the image of the saurian in front of her together. "It's been a while, and an eventful while at that. Um, apologies for the trouble with the delivery," she feels compelled to add.

So it seems the winged lady talking about a certain Dao earlier may not have been a coincidence, after all. Though there's still a slim possibility that there two Daos on the ascended plane, Diella supposes. In any case, she decides not to bring up the matter of 'it's Dao's turn to give orientation' - they found their way here well enough thanks to the maps and, well, with the reminder of their still undelivered relic right in front of her, Diella would feel like she was the pot calling the kettle black.

"Yes it has been, You don't have to worry I know what happened down at the town of birth. From what I heard Rah managed to escape capture with a few of his associates and retreat to Konkale. You should be able to find him there... Though you may want to speak with lady Saiama before you leave." Dao stated, not drawing any attention away to his repairs.

 

[Sherwood]

While at the table, Beorin enjoys some of the food before trying to get some of the answers he seeks. Finally sated, he looks up and asks, "Well, I suppose this is the time that I should be asking something important, but I hardly know where to start. I suppose the first question is the most basic. Why me? Just because I am a cleric of the High God, is that all that has gotten me accepted here? The second big question is, now what?"

 

[TyranntX]

While at the table, Beorin enjoys some of the food before trying to get some of the answers he seeks. Finally sated, he looks up and asks, "Well, I suppose this is the time that I should be asking something important, but I hardly know where to start. I suppose the first question is the most basic. Why me? Just because I am a cleric of the High God, is that all that has gotten me accepted here? The second big question is, now what?"

The god king looks down to you. "I chose you, because you were already a child of my pantheon. even in the bitter end you held true to your beliefs. Your next task is your own, I am Merely your mentor, speak to me if you seek guidance on your ascended path."

 

[Sherwood]

Beorin shakes his head. "Please allow me to disagree with you, my Lord. You are far more than a mere mentor; your are the rock upon which I have built my life." He looks up at his patron, and says, "I am thinking that I have a purpose or else why would I be here now? Before facing off against the Hell Knights, we were hearing rumors that there was a chance that at least one of the Demon Lords were about to be free from their banishment. I woul think that I would be well suited to use my Ascended powers to try and stop that."

He thinks, then says, "But before I can face off against the Hell Knights and their ilk, I would like better weapons and armor. What I am wearing is suitable for mortal foes, but against such as the Hell Knights, I was woefully under prepared."

 

[Ilikepie]

After listening to Diella's conversation with the weird guy that hired them to deliver that thing, she decides to approach the goddess that is sitting next to a human looking woman who Shalia thinks might be the goddess' assistant. Shalia is a bit unsure about what to say to the goddess and she kind of was expecting Diella or Athalenna to start the conversation instead of her since they know more about the goddess than her, but she guesses she has to do it if they didn't want to. "Hmm.. greetings Lady Saiama. Would you be kind and please explain why you have chosen us? and could explain anything important that we need to know about the new abilities that we have been granted."

 

[TyranntX]

Beorin shakes his head. "Please allow me to disagree with you, my Lord. You are far more than a mere mentor; your are the rock upon which I have built my life." He looks up at his patron, and says, "I am thinking that I have a purpose or else why would I be here now? Before facing off against the Hell Knights, we were hearing rumors that there was a chance that at least one of the Demon Lords were about to be free from their banishment. I woul think that I would be well suited to use my Ascended powers to try and stop that."

He thinks, then says, "But before I can face off against the Hell Knights and their ilk, I would like better weapons and armor. What I am wearing is suitable for mortal foes, but against such as the Hell Knights, I was woefully under prepared."

Gagail Smiles, he seemed happy about what you just said about him. "If it is Weapons you are looking for, the Pillar of might has shops for you to purchase one... good luck my child, and be warned. I fear that Rotta may not be the only one of the 12 to be unleashed."

After listening to Diella's conversation with the weird guy that hired them to deliver that thing, she decides to approach the goddess that is sitting next to a human looking woman who Shalia thinks might be the goddess' assistant. Shalia is a bit unsure about what to say to the goddess and she kind of was expecting Diella or Athalenna to start the conversation instead of her since they know more about the goddess than her, but she guesses she has to do it if they didn't want to. "Hmm.. greetings Lady Saiama. Would you be kind and please explain why you have chosen us? and could explain anything important that we need to know about the new abilities that we have been granted."

Saiama rises to greet the three of you, and summons a tri of stools for you all to sit in. "Welcome to my home, I am so glad you could make it... I took you all in because I saw potential in all of you... the potential to bring life back to this world and protect it... if you are okay with that." she Bashfully stated, seems that what she excels in beauty she lacks in confidence.

Ilikepie Felis Psychie

 

[Pumpkin Spice Cyanide]

Evora perked up to Toryk addressing her, shaking her loose of her thoughts again.
"Yes, Master Toryk." She responded, but before she could inquire as to the how's and where's he made his exit and set about meeting with his own patron god.
She was left clearly wanting to say more.

Lowering her posture back from inquisitive to her more neutral, bashful attitude, she looked around herself. Everyone seemed to have gone to see to their own business.

Evora was entirely unsure of where to go and who to ask. Deciding idle hands are the devil's workshop, she set out in the direction of the shops, hoping to ask the keep if they could point her in the right direction.

It was only as she approached others that she suddenly became wholly aware of how put of place she must have looked.

Self-consciousness took her over as she realized how little was left to the imagination in the thin, and now wet, nightgown she had...she had died in...
Evora was still made slightly uncomfortable by the notion.

The soft sound of her barefeet shuffling down the streets felt amplified to her now. She had never felt shame in her status but right now, coupled with the bit of embarrassment in her mode, she wished she didn't appear so boorishly servile.
She hugged herself so as to keep her most risque of features more hidden from the passing glance.

As Evora reached a weapon shop and cautiously approached the counter, it turned our to be taller than it looked. Only the upper half of her head could peak over it without getting on her tiptoes.
Everything seemed to be conspiring to make her feel two feet tall; first figuratively, now literally.

"I-...Excuse me. Could I trouble you for directions?" she spoke softly from behind the counter.

 

[TyranntX]

Evora perked up to Toryk addressing her, shaking her loose of her thoughts again.
"Yes, Master Toryk." She responded, but before she could inquire as to the how's and where's he made his exit and set about meeting with his own patron god.
She was left clearly wanting to say more.

Lowering her posture back from inquisitive to her more neutral, bashful attitude, she looked around herself. Everyone seemed to have gone to see to their own business.

Evora was entirely unsure of where to go and who to ask. Deciding idle hands are the devil's workshop, she set out in the direction of the shops, hoping to ask the keep if they could point her in the right direction.

It was only as she approached others that she suddenly became wholly aware of how put of place she must have looked.

Self-consciousness took her over as she realized how little was left to the imagination in the thin, and now wet, nightgown she had...she had died in...
Evora was still made slightly uncomfortable by the notion.

The soft sound of her barefeet shuffling down the streets felt amplified to her now. She had never felt shame in her status but right now, coupled with the bit of embarrassment in her mode, she wished she didn't appear so boorishly servile.
She hugged herself so as to keep her most risque of features more hidden from the passing glance.

As Evora reached a weapon shop and cautiously approached the counter, it turned our to be taller than it looked. Only the upper half of her head could peak over it without getting on her tiptoes.
Everything seemed to be conspiring to make her feel two feet tall; first figuratively, now literally.

"I-...Excuse me. Could I trouble you for directions?" she spoke softly from behind the counter.

You have set foot into a shop clearly meant for creatures bigger than you, and a Giant running the store looks down at you you. And laughs for a bit at your small stature. "Ho ho, lil lady. You lost? Where is it that you are trying to reach?" he bellowed.

 

[Pumpkin Spice Cyanide]

Evora was just short of looking straight up as she looked into the eyes of this giant.
A pleasant man, his demeanor eased her nerves for the moment, though his voice was bassy enough for her to feel the depths of it in her ribcage.
She repayed his attitude in kind, or tried to. Despite feeling slightly worse for entering his establishment as she did. It almost felt a disrespect.

"I was hoping to be pointed towards the estate of Chronis, god of time." She responded.
"I seek an audience with him."

Evora had been brought up to be very conscious of proper customs and courtesies. And not of the hoi polloi, but of a refined class. Appearing publicly in what may very well be underwear did not sit well with her.

"I must apologize for my appearance, good sir. A...most unfortunate series of events have left me with little more than what you see immediately. " She said solemnly, breaking eye contact as she did. "You have my word not to loiter in or around your business more than absolutely necessary."

Most legitimate operations had a basic dress code for a reason, she thought.
The sooner she was somewhere less open to the public the better.

 

[TyranntX]

Evora was just short of looking straight up as she looked into the eyes of this giant.
A pleasant man, his demeanor eased her nerves for the moment, though his voice was bassy enough for her to feel the depths of it in her ribcage.
She repayed his attitude in kind, or tried to. Despite feeling slightly worse for entering his establishment as she did. It almost felt a disrespect.

"I was hoping to be pointed towards the estate of Chronis, god of time." She responded.
"I seek an audience with him."

Evora had been brought up to be very conscious of proper customs and courtesies. And not of the hoi polloi, but of a refined class. Appearing publicly in what may very well be underwear did not sit well with her.

"I must apologize for my appearance, good sir. A...most unfortunate series of events have left me with little more than what you see immediately. " She said solemnly, breaking eye contact as she did. "You have my word not to loiter in or around your business more than absolutely necessary."

Most legitimate operations had a basic dress code for a reason, she thought.
The sooner she was somewhere less open to the public the better.

"Ah, You seek the Palace of Lord Chronis do you? You'll find it in the Pillar of History, the palace is a big tree made of clocks, can't miss it." The Giant replied, as he pointed just out the window of the store

 

[Ian Temero]

Páh stayed there for a while, waiting for Hopsek to do... something. Anything. But the goblin didn't. He just stood there. And yet again the cat girl's tail started twitching. "Oh screw this." She finally huffed, casting mage hand to pick up her scattered dishes and waving them off towards the kitchen. She didn't care if the goddess of death had just ordered her to take care of the goblin, she wasn't going to stick around if it wasn't going to do anything. "I'll be at Saiama's Palace if you actually manage to finish this conversation." She informed the goddess, throwing on her jacket and heading for the door. "If I'm not there then I'll probably be at the Pillar of Leadership."

Chuckles TyranntX

 

[Felis]

"Yes it has been, You don't have to worry I know what happened down at the town of birth. From what I heard Rah managed to escape capture with a few of his associates and retreat to Konkale. You should be able to find him there... Though you may want to speak with lady Saiama before you leave." Dao stated, not drawing any attention away to his repairs.

Saiama rises to greet the three of you, and summons a tri of stools for you all to sit in. "Welcome to my home, I am so glad you could make it... I took you all in because I saw potential in all of you... the potential to bring life back to this world and protect it... if you are okay with that." she Bashfully stated, seems that what she excels in beauty she lacks in confidence.

"Thank you. I'll be sure to tell the others about Rah when I see them," Diella nods to Dao before she follows the others to Saiama and sits down on one of the stools after another quick bow.

"Of course!" she finds herself blurting out almost as soon as the goddess finishes speaking. "Um, I mean, I'd be glad to be of service where I can."

Diella feels like a small weight has been lifted from her shoulders upon hearing her main assignment isn't supposed to be battle. Well, she will probably still have to fight in the future, but nonetheless. Protecting life is a cause Diella can get behind, and doesn't sound too different from what she should be doing as a druid in the first place, just... on a much grander scale, it seems.

"So, um, what can we do to help?"

 

[TyranntX]

Páh stayed there for a while, waiting for Hopsek to do... something. Anything. But the goblin didn't. He just stood there. And yet again the cat girl's tail started twitching. "Oh screw this." She finally huffed, casting mage hand to pick up her scattered dishes and waving them off towards the kitchen. She didn't care if the goddess of death had just ordered her to take care of the goblin, she wasn't going to stick around if it wasn't going to do anything. "I'll be at Saiama's Palace if you actually manage to finish this conversation." She informed the goddess, throwing on her jacket and heading for the door. "If I'm not there then I'll probably be at the Pillar of Leadership."

Chuckles TyranntX

Páh takes her leave, and lokckar shifters her gaze to Hopsek. "You must forgive her, Páh is not what you would call... A people person." she summons a chair for Hopsek to sit her table. "Now, if you have questions, please... state them here."

"Thank you. I'll be sure to tell the others about Rah when I see them," Diella nods to Dao before she follows the others to Saiama and sits down on one of the stools after another quick bow.

"Of course!" she finds herself blurting out almost as soon as the goddess finishes speaking. "Um, I mean, I'd be glad to be of service where I can."

Diella feels like a small weight has been lifted from her shoulders upon hearing her main assignment isn't supposed to be battle. Well, she will probably still have to fight in the future, but nonetheless. Protecting life is a cause Diella can get behind, and doesn't sound too different from what she should be doing as a druid in the first place, just... on a much grander scale, it seems.

"So, um, what can we do to help?"

"Well, I know it may be a tall order... and I would usual wouldn't ask this of my own disciples, much less ones who just arrived... But, I need you to fend of the hell knights..." she meekly requested.

Felis Ilikepie Psychie

 

[dr xenon]

The forge master shook his head, "You'll have to train on your own time, or ask either me or the other gods to assist you. but for now... Do as you wish."

"Perhaps just two more questions, then," Vrail replied. "Who can tell me how to learn more about these ascended powers? And are there any here who have faced Rotta before so I can ask them about how best to defeat him?"

 

[TyranntX]

"Perhaps just two more questions, then," Vrail replied. "Who can tell me how to learn more about these ascended powers? And are there any here who have faced Rotta before so I can ask them about how best to defeat him?"

"You may speak to me about any questions you have about your powers, That is part of the reason why I am your mentor." Graphteir would pause to consider your second question. "Unfortianlty, those who have opposed the end are no longer among us. They have passed on to heaven for their eternal rest, But I have been told that their legacy has been recorded. In a book known as 'The Terril almanac'... Some books in the Library in the Pillar of history also give mention of their adventures."

 

[Chuckles]

Páh takes her leave, and lokckar shifters her gaze to Hopsek. "You must forgive her, Páh is not what you would call... A people person." she summons a chair for Hopsek to sit her table. "Now, if you have questions, please... state them here."

Hopsek stood back up awkwardly. “Hopsek has never been god’s disciple. What Hopsek do for the lady? What does the lady have for Hopsek? Does Hopsek live here now inside tree? Hopsek was supposed to go on epic quest with friend Vrail, can Hopsek still do this?” He paused for a moment before asking what might have been the most self aware question he had ever asked in his entire existence, “Is the tree very flammable? Should Hopsek not cast fire inside the tree?”

 

[dr xenon]

"You may speak to me about any questions you have about your powers, That is part of the reason why I am your mentor." Graphteir would pause to consider your second question. "Unfortianlty, those who have opposed the end are no longer among us. They have passed on to heaven for their eternal rest, But I have been told that their legacy has been recorded. In a book known as 'The Terril almanac'... Some books in the Library in the Pillar of history also give mention of their adventures."

"AH! I will have to acquire this book," Vrail replies cheerily. His ear flaps pulse in the Ankylos version of grinning. "But first, please tell me all about my powers. What can I do with them? It seemed quite mutable in the combat trial, but I was going by instinct and intuition alone. If I know what all I can do then I can focus a great deal more."

He leans forward with the keen attention of a student.

 

[TyranntX]

Hopsek stood back up awkwardly. “Hopsek has never been god’s disciple. What Hopsek do for the lady? What does the lady have for Hopsek? Does Hopsek live here now inside tree? Hopsek was supposed to go on epic quest with friend Vrail, can Hopsek still do this?” He paused for a moment before asking what might have been the most self aware question he had ever asked in his entire existence, “Is the tree very flammable? Should Hopsek not cast fire inside the tree?”

So many questions at once, but nothing too overwhelming for a goddess of death. "You have but one task, oppose the hell knights by any means necessary... Should your quest do such a thing... So be it. But I do suggest you see to your room before you leave this plane behind." she paused for a moment to address the state of the tree. "It matters not what you do to my palace, only The Destroyer has the means to bring it down for good."

"AH! I will have to acquire this book," Vrail replies cheerily. His ear flaps pulse in the Ankylos version of grinning. "But first, please tell me all about my powers. What can I do with them? It seemed quite mutable in the combat trial, but I was going by instinct and intuition alone. If I know what all I can do then I can focus a great deal more."

He leans forward with the keen attention of a student.

The Forge master bellows "That is for you to decide, I am merely a mentor and can only give advice should you need guidance. Water is an element of the great six, and there fore is one of the most flexible to work with." He thunderously spoke.

 

[dr xenon]

The Forge master bellows "That is for you to decide, I am merely a mentor and can only give advice should you need guidance. Water is an element of the great six, and there fore is one of the most flexible to work with." He thunderously spoke.

Nodding as if finally understanding Vrail responds, "Ahh! I see. Each time I must form an intention and then see if I can empower it. Much like a smith takes materials and forms them into something. I see. Less a science like Wizardry and more an Art. Then I think I will be off to explore this realm, find this book, reform my companions and deliver the relic!"

He stands then says determindedly, "And kill Rotta."

 

[Chuckles]

So many questions at once, but nothing too overwhelming for a goddess of death. "You have but one task, oppose the hell knights by any means necessary... Should your quest do such a thing... So be it. But I do suggest you see to your room before you leave this plane behind." she paused for a moment to address the state of the tree. "It matters not what you do to my palace, only The Destroyer has the means to bring it down for good."

Hopping up the goblin smiled, “Hopsek thanks the lady. Hopsek will see to his room.” He turned and walked merrily away before realizing, somewhat embarrassingly, that he had no idea where his room was. Turning back he asked “Lady... where is Hopsek’s room?”

 

[TyranntX]

Nodding as if finally understanding Vrail responds, "Ahh! I see. Each time I must form an intention and then see if I can empower it. Much like a smith takes materials and forms them into something. I see. Less a science like Wizardry and more an Art. Then I think I will be off to explore this realm, find this book, reform my companions and deliver the relic!"

He stands then says determindedly, "And kill Rotta."

Graphtier dismisses you and wishes you luck.

Hopping up the goblin smiled, “Hopsek thanks the lady. Hopsek will see to his room.” He turned and walked merrily away before realizing, somewhat embarrassingly, that he had no idea where his room was. Turning back he asked “Lady... where is Hopsek’s room?”

She points to a staircase, "Your room is the first door on the right down the middle hallway"

 

[Chuckles]

She points to a staircase, "Your room is the first door on the right down the middle hallway"

Hopsek bows slightly and rushes off to the room in question. Bounding up the stairs and down the middle hallway before sliding to a halt in front of his room.

“This is Hopsek’s... room?” He asks himself. It was a strange feeling, he never had a room before, or at least not in the civilized sense. The closest he had ever gotten to a room that was ‘his’ was the tent he slept in before the Bograt clan was wiped out.

He gingerly turned the handle and entered.

 

[TyranntX]

Hopsek bows slightly and rushes off to the room in question. Bounding up the stairs and down the middle hallway before sliding to a halt in front of his room.

“This is Hopsek’s... room?” He asks himself. It was a strange feeling, he never had a room before, or at least not in the civilized sense. The closest he had ever gotten to a room that was ‘his’ was the tent he slept in before the Bograt clan was wiped out.

He gingerly turned the handle and entered.

Your room has a nice warm bed, an empty chest, a closet, a desk and a chair. You have a package on the desk, with a note attached to it