The Planewalkers' Journies

[Besyanteo]

Well. She could pat herself on the back for being right later. Right now, she had to do something. It wasn't any smarter a plan, but with the arcane energies she'd invested in for the day, her only alternatives were melting the cows, or repeatedly poking them and hoping they decided to stop because of that, for some reason.

Lorraine broke into a run. She intended to do something that was silly at best, and insane at worst: She was going to grab the lead cow by the horns, and try to knock it to the ground. She couldn't get the other one, most likely, but she could at least try for the first one.

[Idran1701]

Elysium

Charging towards the lead of the three cows, Lorraine reaches it quickly. Putting all her strength into the act, she grabs the horns of the frightened animal, suffering a nasty gash to her side as she holds tight. She throws all her effort into forcing the cattle's head to the ground. Unfortunately, as she may have expected, she just doesn't have the muscle to do it.

More unfortunately, the cow, still running, continues forward, and though she holds her grip as well as she can, it's not enough. She slips to the ground, unable to roll away but lucky enough to avoid the worst of the hoofbeats. Still, she can tell that she's going to have a nasty bruise on her leg.

Surprisingly, though, her throwing herself into the path of the cows seems to have had some effect. Startled by the act, the stampede slows, blinking with dull cow eyes as they seem to try and figure out what just happened.

Lorraine is hit with an attack of opportunity, and is gored for 13 damage. She makes a grapple attempt against the cow, but fails, and is trampled. She fails her Reflex save, and takes 4 damage.

However, the plan passes its "just crazy enough to work" check by a tremendous margin.

Lorraine:

Spoiler:

Aaron is doing the mental equivalent of a gape-mouthed, blank stare at you

[Shinigori V2]

Shawn's jaw dropped as Lorraine charged the cow.

"Wrestling a cow is not a good deed, goddamnit!"

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine slowly stood, pleased that the worst she was rewarded with was some very accute pain from her leg. After all, it could easily have been the case that her leg folded under her and fell apart. Always look on the up side, right?

She did her best to send Aaron some reassurance over their mental link. She was fine, and she was not especially more insane for the incident than she had been before.

"It worked, didn't it?"

She walked back over to the cows, and rubbed in the one she'd attempted to wrest to the ground earlier on the nose with one hand, hoping it would pardon Lorraine using her other arm to support herself against it.

"I don't suppose someone has a healing draught?"

Through the pain, she smiled as ever she did. No sweat.

[Kelne]

"Well, that worked out pretty well," Asp said, "Aside from the injuries anyway." He wasn't the least bit fazed by the failure of the almighty power of Magic. Still, best to make sure the cows wouldn't wander further, he decided, approaching one and trying to get it settled down a bit.

[Idran1701]

Elysium

Lorraine leans on the cow, who doesn't even seem to remember what just happened as it stares off into the distance, chewing a lump of grass just pulled from the ground. Before long, the rider reaches the party, beckoning his horse - more of a pony, really, they can tell as it comes near - to a stop. The rider dismounts, and walks up to Lorraine. He's a thin humanoid, about three and a half feet tall with the head and tail of a weasel or ferret. He's covered in short, white fur and wearing the clothes of a rancher, and his hands appear to be a cross between a normal human's and an animal's paws. Those that studied Elysium before the trip recognize his kind; a musteval, one of Elysium's celestials.

He stares at Lorraine, his expression an odd cross of concern and anger. "Gods, are you all right? That was damned stupid of you, even if it worked. What in Elysium were you thinking? Come on and lie down before it gets worse, you're still bleeding. You're lucky it's not worse than that."

[Besyanteo]

She laughed. It was a bit reckless, wasn't it? Still, these people fussed entirely too much. She'd had worse.

"It'll take more than a frightened cow to do me in, good farmer. At any rate, it was that or let them get away. ... And I'm not sure what good lying down will do. Do you have a medical kit with you?"

[Idran1701]

Elysium

With a snort, he heads back to his mount. "I've got bandages with me, but that's about it." Pulling a roll of gauze out of his saddlebags, he looks to the rest of the group. "As much of a fool as your friend here is, thanks for the help. A snake spooked them back home, and I didn't think I'd manage to catch them. The name's Saphonis, good to meet you all." Gesturing towards the container in Rosalyn's hands, he asks, "Are you couriers?"

Couldn't link this before, but a reference for what this race looks like: Musteval

Lorraine:

Spoiler:

Aaron's feeling pretty strongly protective right now; seems like he'll be keeping a closer watch on her from now on. Feelings of helplessness soon follow; not that he'd be able to do much, he realizes.

[Shinigori V2]

"Something like that, at least for now." Shawn says, keeping an eye on the cows.

[Kelne]

"Oh, we're couriers alright," Asp says in mock sinister tones, "Couriers of chaos. See?" He indicates the transparent container, "It's all swirly and everything. I'm not sure why, come to think of it - It's probably one of those blue sky projects." He nods sagely. That particular phrase was picked up from one of his gnomish acquaintances. He thinks it generally means something big and inscrutable. When it doesn't mean gluing lots of feathers to a steam-driven wooden frame and leaping from the top of Mount Nevermind, that is.

[Idran1701]

Elysium

Saphonis watches the container in Rosalyn's hands with interest, nodding to Asp as he walks to Lorraine. "Huh. Interesting. Well, I was about You do this sort of thing a lot? Never heard of people transporting chaos. Who's it for?" While he waits for an answer, he turns back to Lorraine. "You're going to have to take that armor off if you want that wound treated. Won't do much good to wrap the leather."

Meanwhile, Shawn watches the cows. The cows watch back, calm and hungry, while one of them stares back at Shawn. Chewing and staring. Chewing and staring. Chewing and staring.

God, cows are boring.

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine complied readily enough; It would take a minute, but her armor would come off. She wore simple clothes underneath, which showed some wear in different places, anywhere the it came into contact with the leather armor. Cloth just didn't hold up for very long under those conditions. It kept her decent, though.

[Idran1701]

Elysium

Removing her armor, Lorraine can see that her shirt's suffered a nasty gash as well, plus a good deal of blood-staining on top of that. Saphonis carefully pulls the cloth away from the wound, and as it's exposed to the air, the dull ache increases to a sharp stinging. Thankfully, it doesn't seem to be too deep, but it crosses over her entire left side. He unrolls the gauze, and those watching can see small flecks of something in the cloth sparkling in the air. Being as gentle as he can, he wraps the bandage around her midriff; as he does, the pain of the wound seems to fade some, and she can feel to a small degree the light itching that accompanies a healing spell. It doesn't remove the wound entirely, but it definitely seems more than just gauze.

It's slow going, but after about 10 minutes, he has the wound dressed. He cuts and pins the bandage, and steps away from Lorraine. He and Aaron share a look, before he turns back to her, the barest trace of a smile on his snout. "Next time, check with your bird before you go off. Seems like he's got more sense than you. And take this with you, one of you," he adds to the party as he hands over the rest of the gauze to her. "Not safe to travel without some sort of healing, even here. It's made from Elysian cotton; it's not as good as a potion, but it's better than nothing."

Lorraine is healed 6 points of damage, and the party (Lorraine specifically for now, but she can hand it off to someone else) receives a roll of Elysian bandages; I'll give the exact stats once you have a chance to find them out, but there's enough left on the roll for around 6-12 uses, it looks like.

Also, forgot XP for handling the cows. 300 to everyone for taking care of it, and an extra 100 for Lorraine for coming up with the plan.

[Seethe]

(OOC: Looks like I'm back online now.)

Rosalyn hadn't been able to contribute much, but at least she'd managed to keep the chaos matter out of harm's way. Doing good deeds to get to wherever they were trying to go wouldn't help them much if that container got broken in the process. Not that doing good deeds wasn't the right thing to do on its own, but Rosalyn didn't want have to have come all this way only to have to go back and get their expensive container repaired... if the group even had enough money to sink into that.

[Besyanteo]

She Gave Aaron a look.

Talking about me behind my back, huh?

There was no real anger or hostility behind it, she just wanted to poke at him a little, mentally. Then she turned to the weasel man.

"Many thanks, good sir."

[Shinigori V2]

Meanwhile, some may notice Shawn has crept off to the side, squatting some distance away from the cows.

..Is she shivering?

[Idran1701]

Elysium

Aaron flaps himself back to Lorraine's shoulder, covering his beak with his wing, as Saphonis speaks. "Just be careful, all right?" He turns to the cows, giving them each a small glare as he makes eye contact, and climbs back into his saddle. "Anything else I could help you folks with while I'm here? I don't want to keep you from your work too long, but wouldn't be right to leave you in the lurch if I don't have to...hey, where'd the little one go?" He glances about, trying to spot her, but he doesn't seem to notice her squatting figure on the side of the field.

Lorraine:

Spoiler:

He feels guilty, and a little embarrassed; he asked Aaron something, and Aaron just answered. No other two-leg ever talked to him before, and he got befuddled!

[Kelne]

"Do you really think we'll be in danger?" Asp pipes up excitedly, proving that at least one 'little one' is present and paying attention, "I didn't think there was anything to worry about on Elysium. Dangerous stuff would almost have to be rare and interesting... I wonder if it'll be attracted to the chaos matter?"

Asp, as various people may have noticed by now, has a somewhat skewed worldview.

[Seethe]

Noticing Shawn, Rosalyn became worried enough to walk over to her. The girl looked like she might have been shiverring, leading Rosalyn to worry that something might have been wrong.

"Are you alright?" she asked gently when she was close enough, concern showing itself in her voice.

Was Shawn afraid of cows? Well... despite the mild danger they had just presented, that seemed a bit of an odd thing. Still, she should probably try to cheer the girl up, if she could.

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine sent Aaron some emotional reassurances that she was joking, but they were cut short as Rosalyn noticed and asked after Shawn. Oh dear, what could be wrong? She did her best to limp over.

"Shawn?"

[Shinigori V2]

"I'm f-f-ff-f-fffine." Shawn stammered, trying to stop her shivering. "R-R-Rrrrreally."

[Kelne]

"Are you sure?" Asp asks, "You sound a bit shaken up." Asp may not be big on fear himself, but he can recognise the symptoms of it in others. Sometimes.

[Idran1701]

Elysium

With a sympathetic frown, Saphonis looks down at Shawn from his steed. "Whatever's the matter, I don't think I can help you. And I've got to be getting these two back home. It looks like you're in good hands, though." Looking back to Asp, he continues with a smirk, "There might not be as much as most planes, but even Elysium can have its dangers. It's always good to be wary wherever you are."

"Anyway, it was nice to meet you all. If you're ever looking for a place to stay here, feel free to wander yourself to my ranch. I'm always glad to see guests." Smiling, he takes his mount about and heads off, herding the cattle back the way he came.

We'll move on once everyone's good to do so.

[Shinigori V2]

As the cows walk off, Shawn shoots a glance in their direction. Finally, she stands and takes a deep breath.

"I said I'm fine."

[Idran1701]

Elysium

It's not long after the cows and the musteval recede into the distance that Shawn appears completely recovered. Lorraine retrieves her armor, and the party resumes their trip. It's a pleasant walk, even for Lorraine who, though still having a slight limp, has vast pastoral surroundings to distract her. Before long, Nora squirms out of Asp's pack, apparently deciding she'd rather follow along on foot in these surroundings. Meanwhile, Aaron keeps his perch on Lorraine's shoulder, holding a little more tightly than usual. Rosalyn has the chaos container to keep her busy, the matter inside shifting and swirling in what almost, but not quite, seems to be some deeper pattern. And though Shawn doesn't have anything to distract her personally, idle conversation is always an option for all as the four press on.

Three hours pass before they sight a building in the distance. A small structure, only a single floor tall and perhaps 50 feet square in total. with a surprising number of robed men and women, a mixture of humans and gnomes, working various crafts - woodwork, leather tanning, pottery, and the like. All signs are that this is their destination, and the excited grin from one of the figures as she spots the package would seem to prove it. Setting down her carving tools on a nearby bench, she rapidly approaches the four, and others are soon to follow. She's the first to reach them, though, all but running as she approaches the party.. Barely Shawn's height, she still stands out quite brightly, with her bright-green hair and robes so electric blue that they might well be glowing; in fact, the way the patterns on the robes seem to shift as they watch, they might well be glowing in the daylight after all.

"You made it! And...well, you've brought a lot more than I was expecting." Grinning even more broadly, she walks right up to Rosalyn, barely even acknowledging the party with a glance as she peers into the container. "This is even better than we'd hoped for. Amazing, isn't it? So much raw potential, and we get to try and unlock it. I can't tell you how grateful we all are! Some of us weren't even sure this was possible, but here you are. Please, come in! We've got to get this set up for later."

[Idran1701]

(People really need to post here :( )

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine stroked Aaron's head gently, waiting for the others to conclude their business. She'd let the others start moving, and stay at the back of the group for now.

"I wonder what they hope to learn from the chaos matter."

[Seethe]

Rosalyn was glad to see that they had arrived. If that first good deed was any indication, she could see why traveling on this plane could be more dangerous than one might expect. It was a relief to see that they were going to arrive before they had all gotten themselves beaten up.

Being the one whom the researcher decided to walk up to and address, she thought that perhaps she was the one who needed to answer.

"It is... interesting," the girl acknowledged. "I've been studying it myself. I mean how to shape, back in Limbo. Fun stuff."

Then, after giving a nod of acknowledgement to the invitation to come inside, while preparing to follow the researcher to the door, she moved on to business.

"So, I'm told that you're looking for us to set up regular shipments too?" she asked.

[Kelne]

"Glad to be of service," Asp says, "Say, can we stick around for the first round of experiments?" Granted, the first round of experiments will likely involve explosions. It seems to be a given with gnomes. Still Asp is confident in his ability to quickly duck behind stuff.

Nora, perhaps less confident, opts to remain outside.

[Idran1701]

Elysium - Researchers' Lab

"If you could set up regular shipments, yes, that would be grand. It is fascinating, isn't it? The ability to make anything from this just by thinking! Why, just imagine the magical possibilities it might hold! Yes, I'm sure we will be able to put this to a great deal of good here, once we figure out how to use the thing reliably." Laughing, she walks swiftly to the door. She holds it open, beckoning the party in, where inside the arcanists in the party can quickly identify enchanted items and potions in varying states of completion all over. At various locations, runes, sigils, and various geometric shapes glow on the walls and floor, the purpose of which not immediately apparent. Wizards and sorcerers alike in the process of spellwork work their enchantments carefully in the far corners, glancing up with interest but unable to pull themselves away from their current work.

She ushers Rosalyn over to a nearby table of glasswork, adjusting a metal stand to allow it to cradle the sphere carefully. Stepping back from the table to let Rosalyn set the container down, she looks to Asp, her wide-eyed grin having faded to a friendly smile. "Well...I suppose you could, though it's likely to be some time. We have some minor items already, but we've had to trek all the way to Limbo to make the final work on those. We might be able to work the first alchemical products from this by tomorrow evening, but the real interesting stuff won't be for days after that.

"...Oh! Regular shipments, yes. Well..." With a laugh, she interrupts herself, climbing a stepladder to be able to better examine the container before she continues, "You know, our first problem will be how to get this out in the first place. Once we figure that out, we can talk about that. If you four wouldn't mind spending the night here...? I'm sure you've had to go through a lot of trouble to..." Finally noticing Lorraine's condition, she pauses for an instant. "...Definitely a lot of trouble, then? Please, feel free to set up camp here. Or we can take you to our village; it's near two hours' walk away, and there's no real inn, but I'm sure we could find you somewhere there for you to stay. Evening should be coming in another three hours, and I'm sure you could use your rest. We can talk details tomorrow, but I'm sure some here will be up all night tinkering. Some of us just don't know when to rest."

People can go ahead and get more posts in if they want to look around, talk to some of the researchers, take the yet-nameless gnome up on her offer to head to the village, or whatever. After everyone's done what they want, I'm going to timeskip ahead and wrap things up on this adventure. I'll let you all know the reward and XP from this then.

[Shinigori V2]

Shawn looks around, furrowing her brow at all the goings-on while popping a chocolate in her mouth. "I don't care where we stay, so long as I get some warm food and my privacy. Or failing that, just the privacy."

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine nodded in agreement. The day had been pretty wild, as had been the several preceding... She'd have to remember to get Shawn something nice soon; It's not every day that a coworker finds you in the twisting chaos and brings you home safely.

"I'm all for going to the village and having a long lie down."

[Idran1701]

Elysium - Researchers' Laboratory

For those wanting the amenities of town, if slight, one of the mages - Tomas, a human - shows the way to the nearby settlement. It doesn't have much, but the people there are quite friendly, and though there's no lodging, some are perfectly willing to offer a place to stay while they keep in the area. For the rest, their time camping outside the laboratory is quite pleasant, almost idyllic; the days here are warm but not too warm, the nights barely get chilly, and there's never the smallest cloud in the sky. Everyone at both locations seems especially happy to receive guests; a joy they don't often get here. They're all welcomed warmly, with Aaron and Nora getting special attention from the children of the village.

Before long, the mages find a way to get into the container of chaos stuff without releasing it all into the air, and to their delight, their work shows results after only a single day. Even with the barest of processing the material shows its benefits, as they find a way to imbue it with greater solidity, letting it be shaped into an object that needs no further concentration, though it doesn't hold together for long before disintegrating. Just a bit of thought when you open the vial, and you've got whatever simple item you might need for a good minute or two.

As useful as it proves itself to be, the researchers decide it would be perfect as part of their reward. Of course, that isn't their entire reward. Along with a dozen of these, which they term "chaos flasks", they receive one of their early works, a lesser version of the well-known rod of wonder, its effects not quite as strong as the common type but still just as unpredictable. A few scattered items donated from the personal possessions of the mages, and 20 thick bars of platinum to be divided between the four.

And of course, there are still less tangible awards to be given. Those with arcane talent are offered use of the laboratory whenever they may want it, though it would still be shared by the other mages, of course. And while here, they seem quite willing to offer scrolls of their own spells to Asp and Lorraine, asking only in return the scroll of an unknown spell of equal power or a small amount of gold. Finally, those without magework still now have a place in Elysium where they can spend a night if necessary, always a good thing to have on any plane.

---

Okay, XP and treasure. Everyone gets 1750 XP for finishing this trip except Lorraine; she gets 1000 XP. Anne gets 500 XP for the time she was here, and Lux gets 5 XP. You also get the following treasure from the researchers:

20 bars of platinum, each worth 100 gold.
12 chaos flasks (Planar Handbook)
Lesser rod of wonder (50 charges)
Everlasting feedbag (MIC)
Blast disc (MIC)
Potion of displacement

Items not from the core rules, I'll post the descriptions of in the OOC thread. If you don't want to hash out treasure claims ICly again, go ahead and post there what you'd like to get, or any ideas you have for how to give the whole mess out. As mentioned before, Lorraine and Asp can also get spells from the other mages here, in exchange for either a scroll of their own of equal level (scribed by them or not) or 75% of SRD price. Anyone with Craft(Alchemy) can use this lab to create items whenever they can get here for a +5 bonus to their check, and any mage can use this lab to help them create items. All of the four of them have a place to stay here or at the village whenever they might need it. Finally, Shawn and Rosalyn (and Anne if she comes back) can train in the Control (Limbo) skill any level in which they can return to the Anarch's Guild in Limbo.

I know Shawn will be staying here for a few days, and I think Asp was going to stay for a while as well. Can anyone I'm not sure about let me know how long you'll be sticking around? If anyone that can does want to train Control, it'll be a total of 50 hours of training per skill point, divided up however you want to; doesn't have to be all at once, you could do like 5 hours a day for 10 days or something, if you don't want to spend all your time in Limbo. And don't forget that the trip from the Guild headquarters to the Limbo door is only about 20 minutes there and 40 minutes back.

[Kelne]

Asp opts to stick around for a few days, both taking the time to experiment with shaping chaos matter in Limbo and observing the mages' experiments. Such observations can only improve his understanding of magic, though he's moderately surprised at the complete lack of explosions. Still, at length, his interest in the ongoing experiments begins to wane, and the lure of Adventure draws him back to the Guild once more, with the added bonus of a fun new toy to wave at anyone who seeks to thwart him.

((Asp claims the Lesser Rod of Wonder, a couple of chaos flasks and 3 bars of platinum. He will trade in both his remaining scrolls for ones of Grease and Silent Image, which he will attempt to copy into his spellbook.))

[Idran1701]

That reminds me: folks with levels coming that haven't already, get in touch with me when you can. Kelne, we'll take care of the Spellcraft rolls for learning the spells then, since I assume you'd most likely prefer to check both before and after leveling.

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine, after a bit of rest, will quietly lurk somewhere in the lab of their mage clients. If asked, she'll say she's working on "a project", smile, and clam up.

(Lorraine, if allowed, will claim the everlasting feedbag and three bars of platinum. If not, she'll ask to borrow the everlasting feed bag long enough to study it, and then give it to whoever wants it. If people are feeling generous, she'll also claim a chaos flask.)

[Idran1701]

Planewalker's Guild

Two weeks have passed since the Pandemonium four have returned from their expedition, though with a different makeup than they left with; one week since the Limbo four have made their own return, if missing the early-departers Lux and Anne. All have been seeing to their own interests and the interests of one another since their return; some have been keeping their ears open for any sign of the next trip, others see to their crafts or hobbies, and the rest are just glad to be home and relax, enjoy themselves in safety.

Some of the PCs have interactions in mind, others have heard of new potential jobs. All of you, please describe what you're doing, and feel free to run into people that already have. If things go too long (more than a day or two) without progress, I'll go ahead and force it. :D

Oh, in case it wasn't clear: it's two weeks after the chaos was delivered, so some from the Limbo side might have returned early. Most everyone over there said they were staying out for around another week after, though, so I went with that.

[Christian]

Once the group who had travelled to Pandemonium had returned, rumors had been cropping up all over the plateau that housed the guild, and after another week, they weren't rumors anymore.

A warforged, a construct like a golem, yet with a mind of its own, had apparantly signed up with the Guild. It wasn't exactly hard to spot, with mithril plates laid upon darkened wood, glowing green glimmers of light in its helmet-like face, deep in dark sockets. The warforged is tall, but slenderly constructed, but hardly to the point of being thin...

But if its appearance wasn't enough to find it, its reputation certainly is. The construct has 'befriended' a large amount of people in the small settlement cum encampment through its rather... peculiar way. It had helped out in nearly every kind of situation, although not always with a great success, but the result had been that after just two weeks, it had established itself as a member of the guild.

Well, to others perhaps, but to the conscious warmachine, things were just as normal and it stepped out of its tent, the early morning air fogging the mithril slightly as the warforged stretched out to its full height, a large pile of woodshavings in its cupped hands as it made its way towards the baker with the piled shavings.

The baker had been quite surprised when Magpie had first brought him the sack of splinters and shavings some days ago (at the advice of another Guildsmember), but the construct seemed earnest, and the shavings were useful to start a fire... he didn't have the heart to tell it that he'd already gotten enough to last him weeks.

The construct placed the pile of shavings where it always did and rose to stand... only to realize that the cat which had been resting on the larger pile had almost been covered by it.

The lumbering warmachine bent down and gently, belying its size, stroke the creature over its back, a dim green light in its eyes before it stood again. The baker was already bustling inside his large tent, and Magpie made no effort to announce its presence. It would be distracting to his work, and it was never good with words anyway.

Once done with the small delivery, it began to walk away, only to realize that the cat, having been stirred from its slumber, was now stroking along its armored legs somewhat warily. For a few seconds the construct remained still, then slowly bent down and took up the cat, gently holding it in the cup of one hand, large enough to carry the creature in, and steady enough for it to ride on without fear of falling off. The little creature seemed wary at first, but settled down soon enough as Magpie went about the dozen or so small errands it had set for itself. Cleaning up the passages between the tents from litter, making sure that those who need to be up aren't oversleeping and just generally tending to the smaller things in the encampment.

It does all this with no sound except for the gentle thud of its iron-clad feet and the occasional whirring sound as it turns its head, as silent and efficient as a golem, yet stopping every once in a while to read something scribbled in a door-frame, or to investigate a piece of broken wood, furniture, trash in general.

And so, time passes, and people begin to crowd out as the Warforged lowers its hand, the cat jumping down from it and stretching before padding off.

And Magpie is content.

[Besyanteo]

Lorraine had recovered well from her trip. Upon returning, she'd gone first to her horse Paul and made sure he knew she was still alive, despite any exaggerated rumors to the contrary. Then she went and informed the Guild's leader of all that had happened. While there wasn't much he could do for her, the Guild itself was now aware that there was something to look out for. After that, she'd returned to her room and did a bit of dusting and putting back together; her hasty exit and short absence had left the place a mess. For the rest of the following week, she simply relaxed and finished catching up on her sleep and reading.

A little more confident that her life was, for the moment, safe and that things were back in order, she'd meant to go and see when that charming little theater troupe intended to perform their next show... When something shiny caught her eye. Something big and shiny. Something big, shiny, and obviously created by the forces of magic. Lorraine had never seen a Warforged before, and knew little about them. She did, however, know enough about golems to know that they didn't play with cats. If ordered to, the results would likely have been very messy. So, what was this? The young, aspiring mage and scholar in her had to know. The fighter that she'd haphazardly nurtured in herself was cautious enough to bring her greatsword, sheathed, along with her though. She approached the construct from one side, trying to be casual while quite obviously gawking the whole time.

Look at THAT Aaron! I've never seen the like!

[Christian]

The construct in turn was at the moment doing some maintenance on a pair of shields, whether they belonged to it was hard to discern for certain, although it worked on them as hard as if they were its own.

Noticing the approach of the young woman, it looked up, the dim, mossgreen glow in its eyes flaring up slightly as it looked at her. There was not a sign of emotion in its face or body movement, only the green in its eyes indicated that there was something inside that piece of mithril and dark wood.

When Lorraine came closer, she could see that there were a multitude of scrapes and cuts all across its form, long, narrow lines barely visible unless the sunlight would happen to fall on it right.

"Greetings." it finally said with a slow, choppy voice. It was as if someone had taken the word, broken it into tiny bits and had then tried to reconstruct it. Not entirely unsuccessful, but it was an artificial sound, suiting the construct quite well.