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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>Fenris stands quietly before the broken gates of Mossy Stone, looking down the empty road leading to the ruined town. "I confess," he says, "I had expected a little better turn out." He sighs and turns to look into the city, more sad than frightening in the noonday sun. The everpresent undead are conspicuously absent today. Every now and then, it seems that there is a flicker of motion off in the distance or behind a closed door, but nothing makes itself known.<br> <br>"Surprised, friend?" Shizuko asks, her tone light as she eyes the ruins of Mossy Stone. "This should be a labor of love, after all, and there are few who love Mother."<br> <br>Hannibal looks over his shoulder at the large golem following behind him. Then to the collection of othere arerivals. "Seems like a decent turnout to me considering the request. Or atleast I would doubt there are many people who would want to put up with possible undead attacks to build here."<br> <br>Fenris shakes his head, but flashes a smile at his two companions. "It will be enough," he says, "I was honestly willing to do it all on my own, if necessary." He looks over at Hannibal. "The undead shouldn't bother us today," he says, though he does not make any explanation. Instead he just leads the way through the gates and down the silent streets. It is a short walk of only a few minutes before the group stands before the neglected ruin of the old church. "We won't be building anything new," he says, "But we are going to alter the old building. Shore it up, clean away the broken glass and things and make some changes. We will make a fitting memorial for the lost and a suitable chapel for Death." He looks at his companions. "You any good with earth magic?" he asks.<br> <br>"Not in the least," Shizuko replies. She smiles though, and shakes her head. "But magic is hardly the only solution. While you plan, I will go try to find some buckets and see if the well still has water. I think the army's scouts may have been using it while they camped near the Gravefells." She inclines her head, then turns and heads down the street, eyeing buildings.<br> <br>Hannibal shrugs his shoulders. "That may be true but most people wouldnt know that for sure....Well that and a lot of people probably think you are a mad man." The coywolf pauses to take a look over the ruined church. Then back down to the others, and shakes his head. "Earth magic no.... But golems, and creator tech. That I can work with."<br> <br>Fenris nods to the others. "Very well," he says, "I will leave it to the two of you to get things cleaned away." He looks to Hannibal. "Put that golem of yours to work," he says, "See if you can't move the rubble away from the walls and carry the pews out here into the street. Everything that is in good condition is worth saving." He leaves Shizuko to do whatever she thinks is best. "I will be right there," he says, pointing to the raised dais at the far end of the chapel, "Try to ignore me, I suppose. Though that may get hard when I really get going." The big tiger saunters into the church and takes up a pose of meditation on the stairs, the statues of the Creator Saints seeming to look down at him.<br> <br>Shizuko returns after a long few minutes, carrying a pair of buckets. She pauses to watch Fenris for a moment, then waits for him to get to work so she knows where it's safe to start.<br> <br>Finally, on the back of a large wolven beast. No reigns, no saddle, the armored individual on her more or less horse-like wolf beast in snow white, a rather impressively sized maneback for an equally large fennec as her fur mantle blew softly in the wind. Hmmming quietly as she brushes at the impressive creature's neck as she looks around... "Dsis is unusual... It is far too calm 'ere..." she offers as she climbs down off of her mount as she looks around to those gathered here.<br> <br>"I'll see what we can do." He says before tuning heal, and quickly scaling his golem Till he rewches what appeares to be a large backpack the golem crafter fashioned. So he wouldnt have to carry all his loot, and equipment. after a momment of digging aound he releases his twireligig, and divine shield into the area. Before digging out his golem graspers, and slips them on. Before dfirecting his golem to get to workon moing the larger pieces of rubble away ferom the walls. While he begins to work on some of the smaller stuff. Needless to say by the time the Fennec makes her fashionablly late entrance. Hannibal is already focused enough on the work he completely misses it.<br> <br>Fenris is otherwise occupied and does not greet the new arrival, already deep in the fugue state that comes from working complicated mathemagic. The lovingly crafted brick and mortar of the old church starts to shift and melt, merging into a cohesive solid. Looks like he is starting with the walls, strengthening them and getting things ready for the changes to come. It looks like it should be safe to start working just about anywhere within the building, though distracting the tiger right now would seem inadvisable.<br> <br>Shizuko sets to work with her cleaning, getting rid of cobwebs, dust, and dirt with the well water and some cloths from her pack. The first bucket of water is quickly soiled, but she doesn't seem daunted by the magnitude of her task.<br> <br>Hannibal<br> <br>Hannibal carreies on dreagging rubble away ferom the walls alongside his golem. Seemingly oblivious to what everyone else is doing.<br> <br>Fenris continues to sit in silence, breathing quietly in. . . and out as the internal facade of the building continues to change. The high windows start to narrow to high slits, better for keeping wind and rain out without having to use glass and the high ceiling starts to slowly reform into great, gothic vaults. The church is not actually growing, but with the vertical touches being added by the slow, steady earth magic, it seems to be much bigger than it was when the group entered. |
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| + | There is quite a ways to go yet in cleaning the place up, and from the door leading down to the catacombs there is a sudden clattering sound, like a lot of sticks falling against each other! Could Fenris have disturbed something down there?<br> <br>Raising her head from her work, Shizuko's ear twitches at the noise. She looks around, from Fenris to Hannibal and to the newest arrival. She raises a hand to Kialla, then goes to investigate the noise.<br> <br>The coywolfs ears slightly twitch at the sounds coming from the catacombs. He doesnt go do investigate. But he does staret to keep a close eye on the doors. And to be safe dfirects his twireligig to hover by the doors.<br> <br>Fenris does not move from his spot, obviously absorbed in his delicate work on the changing ceiling of the chapel. | ||
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| + | Shizuko's investigation is greeted by a frightening sight! An entire cadre of skeletal beings are clattering their way up the stairs from the catacombs!<br> <br>Shizuko draws herself up into her best commanding posture at the top of the stairs. She slips the cap off of the bow case at her side and, instead of a bow, draws out a long, solid looking bone. She smiles and rests the shaft of the leg bone against her shoulder, then speaks, in a gentle and reassuring voice. "Do not be disturbed. We are here at Mother's behest - please, return to your rest."<br> <br>Narrows hus eyes as he watches what's going on at the catacomb doors. While at the same time directing his golem to gather up a large piece of rubble to barereicade the door in the off chance it is needed. | ||
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Log
Fenris stands quietly before the broken gates of Mossy Stone, looking down the empty road leading to the ruined town. "I confess," he says, "I had expected a little better turn out." He sighs and turns to look into the city, more sad than frightening in the noonday sun. The everpresent undead are conspicuously absent today. Every now and then, it seems that there is a flicker of motion off in the distance or behind a closed door, but nothing makes itself known.
"Surprised, friend?" Shizuko asks, her tone light as she eyes the ruins of Mossy Stone. "This should be a labor of love, after all, and there are few who love Mother."
Hannibal looks over his shoulder at the large golem following behind him. Then to the collection of othere arerivals. "Seems like a decent turnout to me considering the request. Or atleast I would doubt there are many people who would want to put up with possible undead attacks to build here."
Fenris shakes his head, but flashes a smile at his two companions. "It will be enough," he says, "I was honestly willing to do it all on my own, if necessary." He looks over at Hannibal. "The undead shouldn't bother us today," he says, though he does not make any explanation. Instead he just leads the way through the gates and down the silent streets. It is a short walk of only a few minutes before the group stands before the neglected ruin of the old church. "We won't be building anything new," he says, "But we are going to alter the old building. Shore it up, clean away the broken glass and things and make some changes. We will make a fitting memorial for the lost and a suitable chapel for Death." He looks at his companions. "You any good with earth magic?" he asks.
"Not in the least," Shizuko replies. She smiles though, and shakes her head. "But magic is hardly the only solution. While you plan, I will go try to find some buckets and see if the well still has water. I think the army's scouts may have been using it while they camped near the Gravefells." She inclines her head, then turns and heads down the street, eyeing buildings.
Hannibal shrugs his shoulders. "That may be true but most people wouldnt know that for sure....Well that and a lot of people probably think you are a mad man." The coywolf pauses to take a look over the ruined church. Then back down to the others, and shakes his head. "Earth magic no.... But golems, and creator tech. That I can work with."
Fenris nods to the others. "Very well," he says, "I will leave it to the two of you to get things cleaned away." He looks to Hannibal. "Put that golem of yours to work," he says, "See if you can't move the rubble away from the walls and carry the pews out here into the street. Everything that is in good condition is worth saving." He leaves Shizuko to do whatever she thinks is best. "I will be right there," he says, pointing to the raised dais at the far end of the chapel, "Try to ignore me, I suppose. Though that may get hard when I really get going." The big tiger saunters into the church and takes up a pose of meditation on the stairs, the statues of the Creator Saints seeming to look down at him.
Shizuko returns after a long few minutes, carrying a pair of buckets. She pauses to watch Fenris for a moment, then waits for him to get to work so she knows where it's safe to start.
Finally, on the back of a large wolven beast. No reigns, no saddle, the armored individual on her more or less horse-like wolf beast in snow white, a rather impressively sized maneback for an equally large fennec as her fur mantle blew softly in the wind. Hmmming quietly as she brushes at the impressive creature's neck as she looks around... "Dsis is unusual... It is far too calm 'ere..." she offers as she climbs down off of her mount as she looks around to those gathered here.
"I'll see what we can do." He says before tuning heal, and quickly scaling his golem Till he rewches what appeares to be a large backpack the golem crafter fashioned. So he wouldnt have to carry all his loot, and equipment. after a momment of digging aound he releases his twireligig, and divine shield into the area. Before digging out his golem graspers, and slips them on. Before dfirecting his golem to get to workon moing the larger pieces of rubble away ferom the walls. While he begins to work on some of the smaller stuff. Needless to say by the time the Fennec makes her fashionablly late entrance. Hannibal is already focused enough on the work he completely misses it.
Fenris is otherwise occupied and does not greet the new arrival, already deep in the fugue state that comes from working complicated mathemagic. The lovingly crafted brick and mortar of the old church starts to shift and melt, merging into a cohesive solid. Looks like he is starting with the walls, strengthening them and getting things ready for the changes to come. It looks like it should be safe to start working just about anywhere within the building, though distracting the tiger right now would seem inadvisable.
Shizuko sets to work with her cleaning, getting rid of cobwebs, dust, and dirt with the well water and some cloths from her pack. The first bucket of water is quickly soiled, but she doesn't seem daunted by the magnitude of her task.
Hannibal
Hannibal carreies on dreagging rubble away ferom the walls alongside his golem. Seemingly oblivious to what everyone else is doing.
Fenris continues to sit in silence, breathing quietly in. . . and out as the internal facade of the building continues to change. The high windows start to narrow to high slits, better for keeping wind and rain out without having to use glass and the high ceiling starts to slowly reform into great, gothic vaults. The church is not actually growing, but with the vertical touches being added by the slow, steady earth magic, it seems to be much bigger than it was when the group entered.
There is quite a ways to go yet in cleaning the place up, and from the door leading down to the catacombs there is a sudden clattering sound, like a lot of sticks falling against each other! Could Fenris have disturbed something down there?
Raising her head from her work, Shizuko's ear twitches at the noise. She looks around, from Fenris to Hannibal and to the newest arrival. She raises a hand to Kialla, then goes to investigate the noise.
The coywolfs ears slightly twitch at the sounds coming from the catacombs. He doesnt go do investigate. But he does staret to keep a close eye on the doors. And to be safe dfirects his twireligig to hover by the doors.
Fenris does not move from his spot, obviously absorbed in his delicate work on the changing ceiling of the chapel.
Shizuko's investigation is greeted by a frightening sight! An entire cadre of skeletal beings are clattering their way up the stairs from the catacombs!
Shizuko draws herself up into her best commanding posture at the top of the stairs. She slips the cap off of the bow case at her side and, instead of a bow, draws out a long, solid looking bone. She smiles and rests the shaft of the leg bone against her shoulder, then speaks, in a gentle and reassuring voice. "Do not be disturbed. We are here at Mother's behest - please, return to your rest."
Narrows hus eyes as he watches what's going on at the catacomb doors. While at the same time directing his golem to gather up a large piece of rubble to barereicade the door in the off chance it is needed.
