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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>A cool evening on the coast - this time of year, the weather is keeping down the insect population to reasonable levels, but the atmosphere is still muggy as one enters the swamp, the boardwalks stretching south and away from the coast and into the depths of the swamp. In the distance lies the monolith proper, a dark silhouette against the shattered moon's light. Small pinpricks of green are visible even at this distance, floating about its base and sides, making it a bit of a light show. |
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| + | At the entrance to the town of Scraggly Root, a small group of beings have assembled, about two to three handfuls, and they look a little worried as they wait for the team from Firmament to join them on this little investigative exploit.<br> <br>Alef looks around in awe, having never been this far down the coast before, looking about curiously at the odd plants and nature growing around her, seeing the glowing wisps floating about makes her giggle at the view and show in the distance, having traded her robes in for a more swamp appropate pair of wadders and boots and a thick cotton long sleave shirt.<br> <br>A swampy venture? No problem! The Iguana has chosen to be in his dragon form this time around! He can handle such sticky conditions without a poblem and he is one of the arrivals to meet with the clustered groups. He's not been out here before, so...yeah, he'll be needing a guide. Either way, he arrives just fine.<br> <br>A swampy venture? No problem! The Iguana has chosen to be in his dragon form this time around! He can handle such sticky conditions without a poblem and he is one of the arrivals to meet with the clustered groups. He's not been out here before, so...yeah, he'll be needing a guide. Either way, he arrives just fine. He's outfitted as minimally as he tends to be anywhere, namely only the shorts he's known for and nothing else. Barefoot, go!<br> <br>Mirana comes out along with Amy once more, a request for an investigation, and she had to be assigned to it. Her center of balance was way off, but she'd braught a good deal of supply and her 'all weather' leathers and boots, as close to all weather as these things can get at least. "Amy, when we get back, remind me to write a-" she eeps falling into the murk. Amy comes over to help her back up, taking out a cloth from her pack to help clean Mira's muzzle off, "Why.. in all the names of the Creators and Spirits, would they send me?" she asks no one in particular, hoping no one else saw that.<br> <br>Ryusho mrphs softly as he makes his way up, investigation and..well, lets see, he brought his standard gear, though he would galance over to everyone, "Well, I hope I can keep gear in tact if needed here but.." he says softly, "Still feels like I am not properly set up for a investigation through land like this.." Though he is probably barefoot for himself since he is so large<br> <br>The group from Firmament is greeted with nods and vague mumurs of agreement from the locals - those amongst the latter who're not soul gifted are all wearing stuffed cloth masks of some sort, from which emnates a sweet smell. One of them - a clever-clanned simian of rather indeterminate species - ambles up to the group and greets them with a small bow. | ||
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| + | "Good evening. I'm Halder, Scraggly Root's alderman, and thank you for coming this quickly in response to my letter the Crown and Freeswords alike. You can see the problem we're having for yourselves. | ||
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| + | "Swamp wisps are a naturally occurring phenomenon, and they've always been plentiful about the monolith. We don't really expect any trouble - and watching over the place is what the Crown's been paying us a stipend to do over the last few generations - but it's good to be prepared. Hopefully, Gordon who lives down by the base itself will have an answer for us - I haven't seen him in a while now. | ||
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| + | "Here," he says, handing out chakra fragments to all those who need them. "It shouldn't be too much of a problem, since we're not going too deep into the murk, but these should protect you from any swamp gases about. If there's nothing else -" he gestures along the boardwalks - "we can start moving - you can ask questions along the way, if you'd like."<br> <br>Alef crys out in supprise as the two dragons land, Gripping her staff and doing her best to stay upright as they land, making the ground shake, looking awed by the two Beings, looking at the Red Fox and nodding her head to the Simian as Halder introduces himself. "Alef, pleasure." Taking the chakra fragment and sliping it into place in her duel soul pendent. Looking at the dragon's and Fox hoping for names to be given, taking the moment before they head out to introduce herself to the three.<br> <br>Mazurek shares the height of the other dragon, sharing the status of the tallest beings in the area. The slight issue with the red fox in the swampland attracts his attention but he only turns his head slightly to watch. He does have the urge to go help but would only get in the way of the female doing the assisting. After the natives explain things to the group he takes the offered fragment and attaches it to his pendant, "Interesting. This should prove quite useful, then. When we return I take it you would like to have them back?" The only one he does not know is the apparently jumpy fox, and the 11 foot dragon turns to her and settles into a bow, "Good day, miss. Private Lunch of the Lightbringers." No, he isn't going to tell anyone to eat him.<br> <br>Mirana cleans herself up as much as she can, rubbing on her belly a bit after, "Just a few more weeks.." she says, Amy the Lioness who is her deputy nods. She takes the opprotunity to quickly change out her soulgems though, making sure none notice her locket opening and closing swiftly. "Lady Mirana Solacious, Captain of the Guard, Corporal Bigtoes of the Light Bringers." she says looking over to Halder, then looking around to everyone else, eyes eventually falling on Maz, "Lunch, good to see you again." she says and looks about, "Some of those clothes for myself and Amy please." she asks, not taking a shard. "So, we should head down to see this Gordon? Anything between here and there we should look out for?" she asks. Amy just stays close to her for now.<br> <br>Ryusho hums sofltly, as he shifts, slowly taking the fragment carefully, as he looks over to mazurek, "At least your still private lunch, I still miss being able to proudly state, that I am more then willing to be of aid as the lady Ironsoul's retainer." he says as he shifts, and stretches, attachign his shard to his pendant as needed as well.<br> <br>"I don't think things should be very dangerous," Halder explains as the group starts moving along the boardwalks. "Our duty to the crown involves keeping the path safe for dedicants seeking the sacred family of the Basilisk atop the monolith, so this part of the swamp is comparatively tame. Gordon's the Academy's local liasion here, and he's chosen to live up close at the object of his study. Maybe we'll get more answers out of him when we see him." | ||
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| + | What Halder speaks of immediately becomes quite apparent. Wisps of glowing light - about the size and shape of a being's head - become more and more numerous as everyone proceeds down the boardwalks, until they're practically swarming about everyone. The trees finally part at a mangrove island, on which sits a rocky outcropping, and on top of that, the monolith itself. The creator artifact is impressive, being a large, rectangular block of smooth grey stone about fifteen storeys high, and even in the darkness one can faintly see a flight of steps cut into one side. There's a small cave in the base of the outcropping, and Halder leads the group of locals and Freeswords alike to the mouth. | ||
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| + | "Hello? Gordon? Gordon?" A few more tries, and the aged simian scowls. "He's not home. Odd." | ||
Revision as of 05:00, 7 October 2013
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6/10/476
Log
A cool evening on the coast - this time of year, the weather is keeping down the insect population to reasonable levels, but the atmosphere is still muggy as one enters the swamp, the boardwalks stretching south and away from the coast and into the depths of the swamp. In the distance lies the monolith proper, a dark silhouette against the shattered moon's light. Small pinpricks of green are visible even at this distance, floating about its base and sides, making it a bit of a light show.
At the entrance to the town of Scraggly Root, a small group of beings have assembled, about two to three handfuls, and they look a little worried as they wait for the team from Firmament to join them on this little investigative exploit.
Alef looks around in awe, having never been this far down the coast before, looking about curiously at the odd plants and nature growing around her, seeing the glowing wisps floating about makes her giggle at the view and show in the distance, having traded her robes in for a more swamp appropate pair of wadders and boots and a thick cotton long sleave shirt.
A swampy venture? No problem! The Iguana has chosen to be in his dragon form this time around! He can handle such sticky conditions without a poblem and he is one of the arrivals to meet with the clustered groups. He's not been out here before, so...yeah, he'll be needing a guide. Either way, he arrives just fine.
A swampy venture? No problem! The Iguana has chosen to be in his dragon form this time around! He can handle such sticky conditions without a poblem and he is one of the arrivals to meet with the clustered groups. He's not been out here before, so...yeah, he'll be needing a guide. Either way, he arrives just fine. He's outfitted as minimally as he tends to be anywhere, namely only the shorts he's known for and nothing else. Barefoot, go!
Mirana comes out along with Amy once more, a request for an investigation, and she had to be assigned to it. Her center of balance was way off, but she'd braught a good deal of supply and her 'all weather' leathers and boots, as close to all weather as these things can get at least. "Amy, when we get back, remind me to write a-" she eeps falling into the murk. Amy comes over to help her back up, taking out a cloth from her pack to help clean Mira's muzzle off, "Why.. in all the names of the Creators and Spirits, would they send me?" she asks no one in particular, hoping no one else saw that.
Ryusho mrphs softly as he makes his way up, investigation and..well, lets see, he brought his standard gear, though he would galance over to everyone, "Well, I hope I can keep gear in tact if needed here but.." he says softly, "Still feels like I am not properly set up for a investigation through land like this.." Though he is probably barefoot for himself since he is so large
The group from Firmament is greeted with nods and vague mumurs of agreement from the locals - those amongst the latter who're not soul gifted are all wearing stuffed cloth masks of some sort, from which emnates a sweet smell. One of them - a clever-clanned simian of rather indeterminate species - ambles up to the group and greets them with a small bow.
"Good evening. I'm Halder, Scraggly Root's alderman, and thank you for coming this quickly in response to my letter the Crown and Freeswords alike. You can see the problem we're having for yourselves.
"Swamp wisps are a naturally occurring phenomenon, and they've always been plentiful about the monolith. We don't really expect any trouble - and watching over the place is what the Crown's been paying us a stipend to do over the last few generations - but it's good to be prepared. Hopefully, Gordon who lives down by the base itself will have an answer for us - I haven't seen him in a while now.
"Here," he says, handing out chakra fragments to all those who need them. "It shouldn't be too much of a problem, since we're not going too deep into the murk, but these should protect you from any swamp gases about. If there's nothing else -" he gestures along the boardwalks - "we can start moving - you can ask questions along the way, if you'd like."
Alef crys out in supprise as the two dragons land, Gripping her staff and doing her best to stay upright as they land, making the ground shake, looking awed by the two Beings, looking at the Red Fox and nodding her head to the Simian as Halder introduces himself. "Alef, pleasure." Taking the chakra fragment and sliping it into place in her duel soul pendent. Looking at the dragon's and Fox hoping for names to be given, taking the moment before they head out to introduce herself to the three.
Mazurek shares the height of the other dragon, sharing the status of the tallest beings in the area. The slight issue with the red fox in the swampland attracts his attention but he only turns his head slightly to watch. He does have the urge to go help but would only get in the way of the female doing the assisting. After the natives explain things to the group he takes the offered fragment and attaches it to his pendant, "Interesting. This should prove quite useful, then. When we return I take it you would like to have them back?" The only one he does not know is the apparently jumpy fox, and the 11 foot dragon turns to her and settles into a bow, "Good day, miss. Private Lunch of the Lightbringers." No, he isn't going to tell anyone to eat him.
Mirana cleans herself up as much as she can, rubbing on her belly a bit after, "Just a few more weeks.." she says, Amy the Lioness who is her deputy nods. She takes the opprotunity to quickly change out her soulgems though, making sure none notice her locket opening and closing swiftly. "Lady Mirana Solacious, Captain of the Guard, Corporal Bigtoes of the Light Bringers." she says looking over to Halder, then looking around to everyone else, eyes eventually falling on Maz, "Lunch, good to see you again." she says and looks about, "Some of those clothes for myself and Amy please." she asks, not taking a shard. "So, we should head down to see this Gordon? Anything between here and there we should look out for?" she asks. Amy just stays close to her for now.
Ryusho hums sofltly, as he shifts, slowly taking the fragment carefully, as he looks over to mazurek, "At least your still private lunch, I still miss being able to proudly state, that I am more then willing to be of aid as the lady Ironsoul's retainer." he says as he shifts, and stretches, attachign his shard to his pendant as needed as well.
"I don't think things should be very dangerous," Halder explains as the group starts moving along the boardwalks. "Our duty to the crown involves keeping the path safe for dedicants seeking the sacred family of the Basilisk atop the monolith, so this part of the swamp is comparatively tame. Gordon's the Academy's local liasion here, and he's chosen to live up close at the object of his study. Maybe we'll get more answers out of him when we see him."
What Halder speaks of immediately becomes quite apparent. Wisps of glowing light - about the size and shape of a being's head - become more and more numerous as everyone proceeds down the boardwalks, until they're practically swarming about everyone. The trees finally part at a mangrove island, on which sits a rocky outcropping, and on top of that, the monolith itself. The creator artifact is impressive, being a large, rectangular block of smooth grey stone about fifteen storeys high, and even in the darkness one can faintly see a flight of steps cut into one side. There's a small cave in the base of the outcropping, and Halder leads the group of locals and Freeswords alike to the mouth.
"Hello? Gordon? Gordon?" A few more tries, and the aged simian scowls. "He's not home. Odd."
