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by **Shinigori V2** » Mon Jan 03, 2011 12:15 am

Flea had her opponent on the ropes!

And as such continues to pummel her with her massive tiny massive girlfists.

by **Nakibe** » Mon Jan 03, 2011 9:10 pm

Trivale chooses to keep up a good barrage, and lines up for another shot...

(More attacks against S3!)

by **Seethe** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 4:24 pm

So, Rosalyn may have expended a few arrows too many, but at least it was dramatic. Then, some of the sahuagin decided they'd had enough. Luckily, Kongunvir set off in pursuit of one, so she only needed to worry about the other. Trivale's continued barrage against the one they had been firing on caused her to wonder if she had been mistaken about its death, but it didn't look like it was moving.

Salix did cause her to feel a bit of guilt, understanding where he was coming from, but things had already gone too far at this point. Any sahuagin that escaped now would, at the least, be able to plot revenge. Besides, they had seemed rather foul.

She expected to be able to shoot down the flying creature, so she hastily repositioned herself for a clearer shot, then loosed another barrage of her own.

(Taking her free 5-foot step and her normal 5-foot step to reach I-6, then another full attack same as the last.)

by **Idran1701** » Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:52 pm

Astral Plane - Githyanki City - Round 2

Spinning about, Trivale re-centers his sights, firing an arrow off and getting a good hit in on the fishman's shoulder. Meanwhile, in back, Aaron takes a parting shot at his own sahuagin before drawing back; feeling Lorraine's worry, he decides better to leave this for others, even though he knows he could finish it off! The sahuagin takes a passing shot with its trident as Aaron flies off, but the needles of force shot off by Lorraine distract it just enough to let him get a clean getaway. The fishman turns his attention to Lorraine, swimming up through the air and jabbing her side clean through her armor.

Rosalyn readjusts, sending off another trio of arrows and leaving another sahuagin dead in the air, while Flea sends a furious series of punches into their leader, each hit sending up a crack of noise. He tries to return the strike, but she easily blocks the strike and offers another quick jab in return. And as the last of his servants starts to head off into the sky, Kongunvir charges forward, driving his axe into his chest; while it isn't a fatal blow, the sahuagin blacks out from the sheer force of it. The only one left now is their leader, so focused in his rage that he doesn't even seem to notice the carnage wrought upon his minions.

Shaun, since Sahuagin 3 was dead, I assumed Trivale attacked Sahuagin 1 instead. Also, Seethe, Rosalyn can't make I6 in two 5-foot steps, so I moved her to I7; her target was still in range.

Round 2
Trivale fires at Sahuagin 1 with his short bow; he hits for 5 damage
Aaron attacks Sahuagin 5; he hits for 1 damage. He moves to J9 40'; Sahuagin 5 gets an AoO on Aaron, and misses.
Lorraine casts Magic Missile on Sahuagin 5, deals 10 damage.
Sahuagin 5 moves to G7 50' and attacks Lorraine; he hits for 4 damage.
Rosalyn takes two 5-foot steps to I7 and attacks Sahuagin 4; she hits twice, the second critically, for 40 damage. Sahuagin 4 is killed.
Flea uses Flurry of Blows against the Sahuagin Leader; she hits 3 times for 30 damage.
Sahuagin Leader, still under Rage attacks Flea; he misses
Kongunvir charges at S1; he hits for 10 damage. Sahuagin 1 is knocked out.

Battlemat

Initiative

Trivale: 23
Aaron: 21
Sahuagin 2: 19
Lorraine: 17
Sahuagin 5: 16
Rosalyn: 16
Flea: 16
Sahuagin Leader: 14
Kongunvir: 14
Sahuagin 1: 10
Sahuagin 4: 10
Salix: 9
Rocket: 9
Goblin: 6
Eloise: 5

Condition

Flea: 42/51, enlarged (Large Size, Space 10 ft., Reach 10 ft., +2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 to hit, -1 AC) for 6 minutes
Kongunvir: 74/74
Lorraine: 38/42
Rosalyn: 46/46
Salix: 28/28
Trivale: 57/57

Aaron: 15/21

by **ChristianC** » Thu Jan 06, 2011 8:57 am

Salix looked around with a worried look on his face, seeing his comrades make short work of the weak and inferior Sahuagins his lips barely moved into a hopeful smile as he scurried over to one of the downed creatures, looking over the body. He dug out a small bottle from his packs and a roll of cloth, a determined look on his face as he began to clean and wrap the wounds to the best of his ability. Eloise, meanwhile, being the constant pragmatic, had a gigantic flea suddenly walking around everywhere, and with an annoyed hiss she sidestepped the robot-girl's foot and struck out with her fangs towards the leader of the Sahuagin once more.

by **Idran1701** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 6:14 am

Astral Plane - Githyanki City - Round 2

Hopping through the air, Salix makes for the nearest of the unconscious sahuagin, working with great speed to bind his wounds and prevent his death. Though he has little familiarity with sahuagin anatomy, stopping blood flow is near universal among humanoids; as such, it's a simple matter to keep him in a stable situation.

Meanwhile, Rosalyn's mentor and Salix's guardian both strike out at the few remaining attackers, and while the goblin's arrow goes wide, Eloise manages a small bite on the sahuagin's leg. As he cries out, the bite quickly turns a sickly violet as her poison begins to work upon his body, already weakening his blows if barely.

Round 2
Salix moves to J10 30' and heals Sahuagin 2; Sahuagin 2 stabilizes
Goblin fires at Sahuagin 5 with her longbow, and misses.
Eloise moves to F13 30' along the wall and attacks Sahuagin Leader, and hits for 2 damage. Sahuagin Leader fails his save against her poison and takes 1 point Str damage.

Battlemat

Initiative

Trivale: 23
Aaron: 21
Sahuagin 2: 19
Lorraine: 17
Sahuagin 5: 16
Rosalyn: 16
Flea: 16
Sahuagin Leader: 14
Kongunvir: 14
Sahuagin 1: 10
Salix: 9
Goblin: 6
Eloise: 5

Condition

Flea: 42/51, enlarged (Large Size, Space 10 ft., Reach 10 ft., +2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 to hit, -1 AC) for 6 minutes
Kongunvir: 74/74
Lorraine: 38/42
Rosalyn: 46/46
Salix: 28/28
Trivale: 57/57

Aaron: 15/21

by **Jak Snide** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 9:48 am

Kongunvir glanced around, looking for another foe. What was that Salix boy doing? Was he helping the fishmen while they were still under attack? He shook his head and willed himself back towards the rest of the group. You really did get all sorts in the Planes.

(Charging S5.)

by **Besyanteo** » Wed Jan 12, 2011 9:30 pm

Lorraine winced as the trident struck her. That wouldn't do at all. She summoned magical energy to herself, and quickly drawing her longs word she retaliated. This ought to put and end to things.

(Drawing her weapon as a move action, Spell Strike using Shocking Grasp on S5.)

by **Shinigori V2** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 5:39 am

Flea threw back her giant miniature cloak, putting her giant tiny giant fists on her hips. "You should leave now, Doctor Fishman. And take your friends with you."

by **ChristianC** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 5:40 pm

Salix gave a quick nod at the quick and dirty work he'd done and looked around, immediately setting off for the other wounded and knocked out Sahuagin (S1), dodging between the people fighting with a determined look on his face.

Eloise, of course, paid the boy only a glance, which most people couldn't even tell, as she hissed in a playful manner, nipping once more at the legs of the leader of the sahuagin, venom dripping from her fangs.

[Moving to S1 and trying to stabilize him too]

by **Idran1701** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 1:31 pm

Astral Plane - Githyanki City - Round 2

Drawing her sword, Lorraine imbues it with arcane electrical power, striking out at the last surviving minion and cleaving his chest clean, the blade met with the sound of a "pop" and the scent of burning flesh. With most of the sahuagin disabled or dead, Trivale and Rosalyn hold their bows ready, while Flea calls to the leader, but he seems too lost in his blood rage to respond intelligently. He again lashes out with his trident, slashing a furrow across Flea's arm as she blocks the blow.

Pausing at Kongunvir as Sahuagin 5 has been killed, to give him a chance to change his action.

Round 3
Trivale holds action
Aaron does nothing
Lorraine uses Spell Strike with Shocking Grasp and attacks Sahuagin 5; she hits for 7 damage plus 14 electrical damage. Sahuagin 5 is killed.
Rosalyn holds action
Flea holds action
Sahuagin Leader, still under Rage attacks Flea; he hits for 9 damage. He fails his save vs. the poison, and takes 1 point Str damage.

Battlemat

Initiative

Trivale: 23
Aaron: 21
Sahuagin 2: 19
Lorraine: 17
Sahuagin 5: 16
Rosalyn: 16
Flea: 16
Sahuagin Leader: 14
Kongunvir: 14
Sahuagin 1: 10
Salix: 9
Goblin: 6
Eloise: 5

Condition

Flea: 33/51, enlarged (Large Size, Space 10 ft., Reach 10 ft., +2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 to hit, -1 AC) for 6 minutes
Kongunvir: 74/74
Lorraine: 38/42
Rosalyn: 46/46
Salix: 28/28
Trivale: 57/57

Aaron: 15/21

by **Shinigori V2** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:41 pm

"All right, well, you asked for it!" Flea says, cracking her knuckles...Before grabbing at the fishman leader!

by **Seethe** » Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:22 am

As there appeared to be no more emergencies, Rosalyn paused for a moment to assess the situation. Only the leader of the fishmen remained, and Flea appeared to be working him over well enough. However, the creature did seem to be holding his own too.

Now that the rest of the group wasn't in such serious danger, she was more receptive to the notion of letting Flea handle the leader on her own. However, worried that things still might go the wrong way, she did close the distance a bit.

(Rosalyn moves to H13.)

by **Jak Snide** » Mon Jan 17, 2011 7:23 am

Kongunvir looked down on the newcomers' duel with the sahuagin leader, nudging the crippled body of his own opponent aside with his shield. That Sallix was still rushing around, being a damned fool, but he wasn't going to let his irritation stop him from enjoying this spectacle.

"Go on! Sock it right on the snout!"

(Holding where he is, cheering Flea on.)

by **Idran1701** » Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:58 pm

Astral Plane - Githyanki City - Round 3

Flea easily grabs the enraged mer-creature in her arms, restraining it while the rest of the party looks on. Rosalyn moves in, and Salix continues to shoot towards the last living sahuagin of their opponents, but the remainder of the party just looks on, readying their weapons should they prove necessary.

Round 3
Flea grapples with Sahuagin Leader; she succeeds
Rosalyn moves to H13
Kongunvir holds action
Sahuagin 1 stabilizes
Salix moves to D10 40' on his way to heal Sahuagin 1
Goblin holds action
Eloise holds action

Battlemat

Initiative

Trivale: 23
Aaron: 21
Sahuagin 2: 19
Lorraine: 17
Sahuagin Leader: 14
Flea: 14
Rosalyn: 14
Kongunvir: 14
Sahuagin 1: 10
Salix: 9
Goblin: 6
Eloise: 5

Condition

Flea: 33/51, enlarged (Large Size, Space 10 ft., Reach 10 ft., +2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 to hit, -1 AC) for 6 minutes
Kongunvir: 74/74
Lorraine: 38/42
Rosalyn: 46/46
Salix: 28/28
Trivale: 57/57

Aaron: 15/21

by **Nakibe** » Wed Jan 19, 2011 4:27 am

With the bulk of the fighting already taken care of, Trivale merely waits to see what will happen to the leader of these mer-creatures. After all, with no clear shots presenting themselves, his help may do more harm than good.

(Delay delay.)

by **Shinigori V2** » Wed Jan 19, 2011 7:23 pm

Flea tries to...begin hitting the fishman....With his own arm.

"Quit hittin' yerself! Quit hittin' yerself!"

by **Idran1701** » Thu Jan 20, 2011 12:05 am

Astral Plane - Githyanki City

Though the sahuagin does his best to struggle free, Flea has both the size and the strength advantage, toying with her enemy and soon self-pummeling it into unconsciousness. It floats limply in the air as if dead, but the light fluttering of its gills prove it still lives. Meanwhile, Salix tends to the last of the surviving party; indeed, hardly a threat, as they'd appraised.

Soft footfalls and the sliding of metal echo from the ground, as a new figure approaches, hands up and away from her weapons. Her sallow-green skin, long talons, and swept-back, pointed ears identify her to nearly all here as one of the githyanki. Though mostly bald, a single topknot flows from the back of her head, black braids spilling down to her shoulders. Her build is slender but muscular; a blade glinting of silver - not the alchemical silver of some weaponry, but a purely decorative glaze - hangs at her hip, and a similarly-silvered chain shirt covers her torso.

She looks over the group, staying in the shadow of the half-collapsed tower and keeping a good distance. When she speaks, it's quiet, her accent giving her words a slight hum; she's soft-spoken, but hardly passive. "Quite impressive. My apologies for not joining you, but you seemed to have your fight well in hand. I suppose I should welcome you to TorNav'Roc...its remains, that is to say." She frowns, her eyes casting over the Planewalkers.

700 XP apiece, plus whatever looting of the dead anyone wishes to do. If you're doing it, post it, otherwise I'll assume not. Make sure to say what you're wanting to do about the surviving sahuagin too.

by **Jak Snide** » Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:56 am

Kongunvir had been momentarily incapacitated with laughter as Flea pummelled the sahuagin with its own limbs. The appearance of the githyanki helped sober him up though, reminding him that they were here to solve the mystery of this plague, not butcher and humiliate creatures that were too stupid for their own good. He introduced himself and the others, along with their allegiance to the Planewalkers Guild, before asking for the woman's name. With those formalities settled he asked the question everyone else probably wanted an answer to.

"We came here to investigate a plague but found a slaughter. Who did this, and why?"

(Kongunvir doesn't care about the survivors right now. He'll let someone else fuss over them.)

by **ChristianC** » Thu Jan 20, 2011 11:56 am

(And fuss they shall!)

Salix barely acknowledged the woman, but instead scuttled over to where Flea had mauled the sahuagin and began to check its vitals, giving the enormously tiny robot-girl-thing a stern look, and the rest of the party too for that matter.

Seeing as the fish-man was alive he got up, wiping his brow and taking a few deep breaths.

"Stupid. Reckless. If we outnumber a weaker enemy, we just wipe them out? I thought this guild was better than that..."

by **Jak Snide** » Thu Jan 20, 2011 12:34 pm

"Quit your bitching." Kongunvir snapped, glaring at Salix. "Do you think they'd have shown you the same courtesy if they'd won, or would they have slit your throat and robbed your corpse?"

by **Shinigori V2** » Thu Jan 20, 2011 12:42 pm

Flea brightens, weird given her grey complexion, as her yellow eyes shine. "Uh, I'm not actually part of your guild!"

by **Idran1701** » Thu Jan 20, 2011 8:05 pm

Astral Plane - TorNav'Roc

Keeping mum on the quarrel amongst the party, the gith turns to those nearest. Lowering her hands, she sighs, looking around the ruins of her home. "Jen'lig. One...meant to be in service to the defense of TorNav'Roc. A gish, much as your friend," she says, gesturing to Lorraine. "We were attacked by psurlons, dozens of them. I doubt you've encountered one before, but they are aberrant beings, completely inhumanoid. Vicious, bloodthirsty, and with great mental powers. The others of the city fought them off. I...ran and hid with my companions. We expected no attack; the fighting was over in minutes."

She pauses, letting the silence hang heavy. "I know nothing of any plague, I'm sorry to say. The Astral has no disease nor illness, no natural change of any sort. Time holds no sway here until the moment one departs. Time, space...gravity, as some of you seem to have noticed. But those on the Astral simply cannot get sick."

"Now, I do have a question of my own. Have you been here long? I just happened to catch the sound of the fighting here, and came to investigate. Forgive me if you'd been wandering overly long amongst our...our dead." Her voice falters on that last word, but she regains composure quickly, resting her hands on her hips.

And in writing this post, I realized I screwed up! Ignore the part during the battle where Eloise poisoned the sahuagin. Everything else still applies, and it didn't impact much of anything, but that shouldn't have happened.

by **ChristianC** » Sun Jan 23, 2011 5:09 pm

Salix glared at the dwarf, "The difference is that we're better than that... and stronger than them. I wouldn't expect a dwarf to understand a concept like pity or humility..."

"We only just arrived, and these scavengers thought we were after their ill gains... this is not so much a physical sickness, I am afraid... more one of the... soul."

by **Shinigori V2** » Sun Jan 23, 2011 5:16 pm

"Correction!" Flea cried out, holding up a finger. "You're better than that. I'm better than everything. But not to good to beat up some Fishmen! Seriously they're happier now."

by **Seethe** » Mon Jan 24, 2011 1:57 am

Since Salix had gone out of his way to keep some of the fishmen alive, Rosalyn wasn't going to undo that. However, for that very reason, she did at least plan on gathering up their weapons.

She wasn't exactly proud of herself for killing some of them when they may have only attacked because of Flea's demand that they "surrender or die." However...

"If a bunch of cutthroats was what they were, I can't feel too bad about ridding the planes of a few of them," she decided.

by **Jak Snide** » Mon Jan 24, 2011 6:22 am

Kongunvir sneered at Sallix. "You've the making of one who'd let raiders into their home, offering them refreshments as they butchered your kin. I won't insult your people by slandering them as a whole. You're naive. Grow up."

by **ChristianC** » Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:27 am

"Maybe they'd never be raiders if we didn't senselessly slaughter their parents or friends?" Salix shook his head, "Cause and effect, rings on water. But I'm pretty sure you've never considered the implications of these faceless monsters having families of their own while cutting a path through them?"

He nodded to the woman and sighed, "Do you need help with the funeral rites? I am afraid I am not a cleric... but I have been taught a few passages from my... mother..."

by **Jak Snide** » Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:08 am

Kongunvir shook his head and let the matter drop, unwilling and not quite sure how to deal with the racial issue Salix was imagining into existence.

by **Besyanteo** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 9:58 pm

Lorraine gently directed Paul towards the Gith woman, mentally putting Salix on her list of annoying but basically decent people. There were worst lists to be on for certain. ... Unrelated, what the hell was a Gish?

"The sickness they refer to takes the form of a sort of listlessness, a lack of creativity and drive. People just stop caring, stop being spontaeneous. They lose inspiration and sit idle. It's taken root in a number of places, and we heard tell this was one of them. You haven't seen anything like this?"

by **Idran1701** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:36 am

Jen'Lig glances to Salix as his question, shaking her head. "They are gone. I know some races honor the empty shells of the dead, but we are not among them. Though your offer is appreciated.

"And if this is what you describe...we may be succumbing to this, yes. I...remember nothing like that before the attack, but two of my fellow survivors are suffering a malaise that could be described in that manner. I assumed it was just a reaction to the scene that surrounds us, but it does sound very similar to what you say."

She frowns before continuing. "Have you been here long? I imagine you plan to stay for some time. If so, I will do what I can to help you be...comfortable while here. As best as can be managed given our situation, that is."

by **ChristianC** » Sat Jan 29, 2011 4:04 pm

"We've only been here for a little while." Salix added, his anger abating as they discussed the issue. "If you do not wish to bury them... at least we may gather their bodies? ...it is... leaving their bodies just flying around..."

he chewed his lips and sank into a thoughtful silence...

by **Shinigori V2** » Sat Jan 29, 2011 6:37 pm

"Man there are SO MANY bodies floatin' around in there." Flea says.

by **Idran1701** » Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:42 pm

Jen'lig gives Salix an odd look as he asks about the bodies. "Do what you wish. But it is a large city, and there are hundreds here."

Turning to the rest of the group, she relaxes, arms crossed before her. "As I imagine you will be investigating for some time, I should warn you beforehand; your dreams here may be much more vivid than is usual. Sleeping upon a godcorpse can be a very disconcerting experience for those unused to it, and many have felt quite the shock upon awakening.

"As for your investigation, I can lead you about the city, show you what you wish to see. Or point you where you wish to go if you would rather. I suppose there may be signs of this plague in our remains somewhere, you would know better than I. Where would you want to begin your investigation?"

And if you want to split up into groups or something, that's fine. For the most part I plan to just brush over the investigation itself where possible and summarize your results, maybe have a brief once, though there may be scenes along the way. Go ahead and work stuff out in PM/IM for groups too if you'd like.

Also, everyone, don't forget about your plot cards! They're meant to be used whenever you're feeling bored, or whenever you just think they'd make things interesting.

by **Idran1701** » Sun Feb 06, 2011 7:30 am

People really need to post here, all; it's been a week since my GMing and no one's said anything to me. I just need to know what people want to do to continue the investigation, all that stuff I went over in the last post. :O

by **Jak Snide** » Sun Feb 06, 2011 3:34 pm

Kongunvir left the others to find any possible cause of the plague, instead choosing to ask Jen'lig about the attack and these psurlons she mentioned. He tried to ignore the fact that she'd hidden and left her people to die. Perhaps if it had truly been a hopeless battle she'd done all she could to preserve some trace of her people but the potential cowardice of the woman left a bad taste in his mouth. Still, he'd conversed with far worse than her ilk before and did his best to be polite.

(Asking about the attack, their attackers, the plague and Jen'lig's people in that order.)

by **Besyanteo** » Mon Feb 07, 2011 8:51 pm

Lorraine let everyone speak before she put in:

"Would you be comfortable leading us to where the other survivors are? Now or later, if the others aren't quite finished here yet."

She glanced at those she'd come here with, curious what they planned to do now. Burying this number of bodies was just impractical, however morally or ethically laudable it might be from their own cultural standpoint. Investigation... Well, she was no scryer and had no idea what to look for with the mundane eye. Maybe one of her friends would enlighten her though, given a moment.

by **ChristianC** » Tue Feb 08, 2011 5:47 pm

"I am afraid ills of the mind are not my specialty, otherwise I would conduct a more thorough research...." Salix rubbed his forehead slightly. "Have you noticed any kind of melancholy in those who are alive? A lackluster, unwillingness to do things not immediately pressing? Lethargy. Such things?"

He looked to the others for a moment, still rubbing his forehead before he began to lightly tug at his darkgreen, leaflike hair. "Perhaps it has not struck this place? None the less, we ought to help the survivors. Perhaps take them to the guild, bring them with us to another settlement... maybe they believe themselves safe here, do not want to leave. Would... would be problematic..."

He shrugged slightly, "I'm not sure I can give any kind of diagnosis if I can't see the people who are still alive. Can we be brought to them?"

by **Seethe** » Thu Feb 10, 2011 6:02 pm

As far as investigation went, Rosalyn was a bit stuck for ideas. She really had no medical expertise to work with, or any magic at all to make up for it.

On the other hand, that attack might have been something to go on, given the timing. Jen'Lig had mentioned the attackers having psionic powers, and this plague was a mental affliction. For now, she decided, she would try to find out as much as she could about what they had wanted and where they had come from.

by **Idran1701** » Fri Feb 11, 2011 1:08 am

Astral Plane - TorNav'Roc

Jen'lig, though with a bit of trepidation, leads the party (less Flea, who seems to have decided to wander off on her own soon after the enlarge wore off) towards the place the survivors have been keeping themselves, over the curve of the nearby horizon. Once a storehouse, it looks to have avoided the worst of the attack, with only a a few scorched marks, bare grazings it appears, marring its stone walls. Leaving Lorraine and Salix to speak with them, she heads away with Kongunvir, Rosalyn, and the goblin to talk on the matter of the attack.

Lorraine and Salix

Aaron keeps low as Jen'lig leads the party, choosing a spot on the saddle rather than his usual perch on Lorraine's shoulder. His mind's grown well over the last few months, but that doesn't come without side effects, and all the dead bodies coupled with his recent injuries are doing well to disturb him. But Lorraine will protect him! Eloise, on the other hand, constantly needs a gentle reminder from Salix here and there that she is to stay close; she's always liked exploring, and there are so many nooks and crannies across this settlement, it's hard to resist. It doesn't help Salix either that there's hardly even a hint of natural life anywhere to be seen here. Whatever connection to nature he may hold, it's strained and distant here, so far off as to be only the barest of echoes.

Inside, the building is still crowded with crates, filled with raw materials of all sorts: rolls of various types of cloth, colorful dyes and paints, sheets of unworked iron and stone, planks of wood. Many have been pushed aside to make room for its present occupants, individuals that soon make themselves known to the party; three githyanki in addition to Jen'lig, understandably skittish survivors that appear nervous until calmed by Jen'lig. After a quick round of introductions, she departs with the others to speak with them on the matter of the attack.

Of the three, the first to speak is a man named by Jen'lig as Mericass, a figure in dark-blue robes bearing a ring through one eyebrow, . "If Jen'lig sees well to trust you, I suppose I shall at that. Welcome. If you have questions, I will do as I can to answer them. I'm afraid-"

He's soon interrupted by another of the survivors, one named by Jen'lig as Gaath'lir. Tall even for a githyanki, he wears gleaming plate, with a long, broad blade strapped to his back, his dark hair tied up from the peak of his skull. Many pieces of jewelry glitter on his body, some affixed to his armor and others running through either ear. "Yes, it is a pleasure. I lead this band, and as Mericass said, you are welcome here. We will all answer your questions as best we are able, I am certain."

Mericass looks back to Gaath'lir briefly, continuing with a slight frown. "As I had attempted to say, one of our number - Bvin, our hr'a'cknir - is resting at the moment, but he should be soon to rise."

The last of the three survivors - a woman in plate not quite as elaborate as Gaath'lir's, and showing not nearly as much in the way of baubles - speaks to the two, looking to Salix in particular as a wary expression plays across her features. Though easily a foot and a half shorter, she still bears a blade just as large across her own back, and looks to have quite the ability to use it. "What was it you wanted to ask, anyway? Can't see what it is we could answer for you."

Rosalyn and Kongunvir

Taking the lead, Jen'lig leads the two away from the warehouse, blade out. From the looks of things, this is a route well-traveled by her as she makes her rounds about the city, watchful for any threats. "I told you of the psurlons. It's...difficult to describe them. Long, writhing creatures, something like pinkish tubes with razor-sharp teeth. Like no creature that should exist, but bearing mental powers to rival our own. Obviously, I suppose." Looking over the remains still scattered across the city, her voice briefly takes on a maudlin tone before she recovers. "Yet even so, I honestly fail to understand why the city fell so quickly. Perhaps this plague you spoke of...whatever the reason, the aftermath is as you see it here. The people were struck in the depths of their minds, and the buildings they lashed out at with more physical manifestations. I can't give many details on the attack; as I said, I and my companions kept in hiding. But they were gone so quickly I doubt we could have done anything even had we fought ourselves."

While Jen'lig talks, the goblin keeps close to Rosalyn, squeezing her hand but keeping a firm gaze even in site of so much death surrounding them. From the look in her eyes, Rosalyn can tell this place is bringing back some bad memories for her, but she's dealing with them as well as can be expected.

And Jen'lig continues on, barely even glancing back to the trio. "The psurlons are rare on the Astral, but not so rare that their appearance is especially strange. Many find themselves drawn by the psionic energies that run through this plane, especially about a godcorpse such as this. They hold a special hatred for all humanoids, and so we githyanki have had much experience with them." She nudges aside a floating body with nary a glance as she keeps her eyes peeled. "From what I did see, I cannot say there was much especially unusual about this attack. Unexpected to be sure, but we've been attacked before, and we'll b-" She cuts herself off with a scowl, falling silent for a long moment before allowing a sigh to escape. "...Is there anything in particular you wanted to know? I will tell you what I can."

Flea

Heading off on her own, Flea watches for anyone not so boring, Rocket keeping close to her heals. But all she can see in all directions are just more and more dead bodies. They seem to grow more sparse along a certain specific direction, giving her at least somewhere to go not covered in corpses; even the flying ones aren't much better.

The frustration sure to be building, she just about trips over what almost resembles a giant, 6-foot across stone ear as she hears a noise from a nearby building, a half-collapsed barracks that doesn't look to be in danger of collapsing any further. She can't quite tell exactly what the sound is, but sounds mean people!

Shaun, go ahead and pop in with whichever of the first two groups you'd like once you post, either one works fine.

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