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IC Voyages of the "Blue Rosie" (Blue Rose AGE)

talam

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Angus

<<Climaco,>> Angus contacted the boy. <<It might be a potion that makes them compliant or hurts their mind. See if you can stop that one girl from drinking it and heal the minds of the others.>>

Slowly creeping his way forward, the crow looked to see if he could spot a guard and any keys they might have on them.
 

Darad Zhall

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Johan Darche
Well, I'm no adept, but maybe if the guy gets enough of a surprise, he might snap out of it... Arvini thinks.

"What can I say? I've never been what you'd call reverent, myself. In fact, there was this one time back in Lar'tya, with me and Jashila in the temple of Maurenna..." She begins to describe exactly what the two of them were doing there, while conveying via body language that she would be willing to do the same with the priest, here and now...

OOC: Deception or Romance, whichever you think is more appropriate. Roll of 15
"Ya did all that in a temple!? *Whistle* Not a bad bit of sacrilege there! Harr harr!" Johan barks with laughter and walks over to the Father Caprise, giving him a pat on the back. "Oh, don't act so embarassed! Holy or not yer still just a man after all, and she's just a woman. A very fine woman. You'll never meet another like her that's fer sure!" Johan says, speaking from experience.

While Arvini is handling the priest Johan nods to the young guard with the familiar face and grunts to get his attention. Johan recognized the young man as Alram, one of the children who used to tag along with him and Talori on their childhood adventures, or usually just ended up having to babysit. This lead to them giving him the nickname Anchor for the way he always seemed to be getting dragged along with them. Still, he was a good kid. Johan hopes he grew up to be a good man. "Oy! Anchor! You got anything ta say about these missing kids and this church?" He asks sternly, placing a hand on the young man's shoulder. "This be serious ya know! If what I hear is true a ship full of scared kids will be sailing out of here soon. If there's anything you know then please find some spine and speak up!"

OOC: Using Aid to give Arvini +2 to her deception/romance roll making it a 17. Then going to make a Communication Test against Alram to see if I can get him spill the beans on what's going on, or where to find a clue at the very least. And I have a +2 from the stunt points on my last roll.

3d6+2 = 10
Spending a conviction point to reroll that.

3d6+2 = 16 with 4 stunt points.
That's better. I'll use the stunt points on New Friends chosing Alram as the target.
 
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LatinaBunny

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OOC: Combined post for everybody. :)

Location: Underneath Church of Gaelenir; Adept prison

Pira, Adept

Pira climbed out from the hole, keeping low, wanting to make sure no one looking this way might see her. To Climaco she whispered, "Don't think that," and to the girl with the brown hair she said, "Keeping drinking that an it will more than your head."

She crawled across the floor towards the cell door to get a feel for what she was dealing with.
Climaco just blinked in confusion while the brown haired girl groaned and nodded.

The brown haired girl looked around and started getting out of bed. As she started “waking up”, she started getting nervous.

Her companions were mindlessly standing near the cell door area, and she stared at them. “Wha-what’s happened to them? Where are we? Please, tell me!” She said it softly, but her voice was starting to rise in panic. She seemed the type to get anxious easily, which Pira guessed it could be why the potion may have worn off of her earlier than the others.

Pira also heard Matias coming out and whispering with Climaco, probably checking on his caria’s condition and all of that. Typical mushy teen romance stuff.

Pira focused her sights on the prison cell door. She moved around and angled herself to get a good view at the prison barred door and beyond in both directions of the cell. She had to side step and avoid the brainwashed children as they walked to stand close to the door.

The door had a strange decorative lock on it. It was a metal engraving that had a picture on it. An emblem of some sort. She could see it was a picture symbol of a sea dragon’s face. But it had three embedded holes where the eyes would be, including one on its forehead.

Pira has seen such strange doors before, in a sorcerer’s den. She guessed that it would require the three oval objects that would fit within those holes, the missing “eyes”.

Surely these guards must have these vital objects? They must be either gems or stones or metal pieces, something.

She glanced across and saw another prison cell and turned to her right to see more cells, about four or five from her line of sight, lined up against the opposition wall. More cells were neighboring her own cell as well.

She thought she saw a mouse peek out from under the nearest bed in the cell opposite her cell. It had to have been Estrella digging her way into that cell. Unfortunately, it would take her time to get all of the ten or so cells in this entire prison. Right now, she only has tunnels for two: the one Pira’s in and the one across from them.

Suddenly, she heard some clinking, and she had to move around when she saw a guard going to a cell on the opposite side, on her far right.

The guard was in blue-green armor like those in front of the church. He put in a red metal piece into the engraving’s mouth of that cell, the tongue of a sea dragon. Then a second and third guard came by and put in their own pieces—one gem for one of the eyes, and a tiny crystal for its missing tooth.

Pira speculated they must have some variations of the engravings for each door to give each door a unique combination of “keys” they would need to unlock the door.

The guards opened the prison door of that far right prison cell and started escorting out some brainwashed children out of the cell and herded them towards those big double doors that was the main entrance/exit out of this place. The one Pira felt she could probably freeze and break, if she got close enough and had time to prepare her spell....

Pira’s arcane vision also caught something else strange. One of the guards’ feet seemed to floating above the floor. The guard was levitating—somehow!

She squinted with her witch vision and saw very delicate outlines of—fairy wings?

And they looked like butterfly wings at first glance, but Pira studied the faded outlines and noticed the sharper shapes and angles, and she saw they were more like flying fish wings, though they moved like butterfly wings. A water faery? She’s heard tales when she was a much smaller child around the campfire of various fey and other magical spirit beings.

Well, they did see mermaids on their voyage to this island, and have encountered undead and shadow beings, so anything was possible, she reasoned to herself.

So, there seemed there were more patrols coming to the neighboring cells, as more children woke up and took their potion drinks.

Her cell was the last one on the left, so they still have a bit of time left before the patrol come over to them. She studied their routes closely, just in case.

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Angus, Expert
Angus

<<Climaco,>> Angus contacted the boy. <<It might be a potion that makes them compliant or hurts their mind. See if you can stop that one girl from drinking it and heal the minds of the others.>>

Slowly creeping his way forward, the crow looked to see if he could spot a guard and any keys they might have on them.
After he had finished greeting Matias, Climaco nodded and took the potions from all of the children’s night stands, just to be on the safe side.

The brown haired preteen girl Pira spoke to earlier seemed to be waking up and she was getting nervous as she whispered in an intense tone, “Wha—what’s happening? Please tell me what’s going on!”

Climaco tried to calm her, and he was in the middle of trying to heal her as Angus explored his surroundings.

Angus noticed there were about perhaps ten or so prison cells lined up on both sides of the prison walls, and that Angus’ and Pira’s was the last one on the left side of the prison.

He could see the prison cell opposite of theirs, and a mouse head popping out from under the closest bed in that cell. It was Estrella, and she had dug a tunnel under that other prison cell’s bed. Two down, but several to go, and it would take time for her to finish tunneling.

In the meantime, they would need to keep an eye on the guards.

Like Pira, Angus also noticed the sea dragon engravings that were the “locks” for the prison doors. The prison cell Angus and the others were in had a sea dragon that seemed to be missing three eyes.

He observed the patrols, and noticed that the guards came in threes in order to put together their pieces into the appropriate spots within the various locks.

He noticed a variation of one sea dragon lock of the cell to their far right that was missing a tongue, an eye, and something for its hands to hold. He witnessed as a patrol of three guards that came to that cell to put together the missing pieces of the sea dragon engraving and unlock it. Each guard had one piece of the engraving within a pouch tied to a necklace around their neck.

Once the guards have worked together to unlock that other lock, they then opened the prison cell to gather and escort the enchanted children out of the prison cell and past the other prison cells (on Angus’ right) towards the big double doors at the entrance/exit area. That was the way the guards seemed to be entering and leaving.

To Angus’ surprise, one of the guards’ feet seemed to be floating above the ground, and like Pira’s witch sight, his arcane sight caught a glimpse of the delicate, translucent outlines of fairy-like wings. Though these looked more like flying fish wings, so perhaps a water elemental type? Of what, a faerie? Angus has only heard tales and seen children’s book pictures of such beings, and the wings do seem to fit those wondrous images.

Angus noticed another patrol heading to the next far cell. The patrols were heading for each cell to collect the children, it seems. Angus’ and Pira’s cell was the last one on the left side, so they still had a bit of time...

One of the younger children was whimpering as Climaco warded off the potion’s effects and she started “waking up”.

They would need to calm the children. A few of them looked like they might start to panic.

And panicking is not what they need right now, not when the guards are coming closer and closer!

~~~Meanwhile~~~

Location: Inside main worship room of Church of Gaelenir

Well, I'm no adept, but maybe if the guy gets enough of a surprise, he might snap out of it...Arvini thinks.

"What can I say? I've never been what you'd call reverent, myself. In fact, there was this one time back in Lar'tya, with me and Jashila in the temple of Maurenna..." She begins to describe exactlywhat the two of them were doing there, while conveying via body language that she would be willing to do the same with the priest, here and now...

OOC: Deception or Romance, whichever you think is more appropriate. Roll of 15
Arvini continued to tell her tale and noticed the priest sort of looking surprised, and something about his eyes changed for a brief moment. Was he confused?

He was silent that moment, and then Johan came by to pat the somewhat contemplating priest on the back...

Spoiler: Show

Johan’s conversation with priest:

"Ya did all that in a temple!? *Whistle* Not a bad bit of sacrilege there! Harr harr!" Johan barks with laughter and walks over to the Father Caprise, giving him a pat on the back. "Oh, don't act so embarassed! Holy or not yer still just a man after all, and she's just a woman. A very fine woman. You'll never meet another like her that's fer sure!" Johan says, speaking from experience.


Johan only saw the priest man give him a somewhat confused look before Johan moved on to trying to communicate with the young guard on the right of them.

Arvini saw how the older guard on her and the priest’s left side tensed up and he glared at Johan’s back as Johan went towards the young guard.

Arvini watched for the priest’s and acolytes’ reactions. Some of the acolytes seemed shocked, while a few others (immature younger ones?) giggled or grinned a bit at her story. However, she noticed a small bunch of them staring at the shocked acolytes and then glaring at her, for some reason.

The shocked acolytes’ eyes seemed to clear for a moment and looked confused as well. Has the spell started wearing off on some of them?

She then studied the Father Caprise’s face as she kept speaking.

At first, he still looked surprised, but then his lips curved into a small smile, and then for a moment, Arvini thought he started shimmering, like seeing the heat come off the desert sands.

He blurred and then, suddenly, his Sea Man image was turned into a somewhat shorter (than Arvini), but still slender man with long elfin ears—and strange colorful blue and green wings? His feet were not on the floor, for his fluttering wings were making him float and hovering to meet her eye level. What was he? He looked like something that was found in young children’s tales. He was older, but handsome and beautiful, with blue clothing that seemed delicate and elegant. What did they call them? Fey? Faerie?

She heard in her mind his psychic voice, <<Too bad you found me out. We could have had lots of fun...>

Before she could do anything, the faerie smiled mischievously and then held up a hand and blew some strange sparkly, watery dust towards her and the acolytes.

The pretty watery dust condensed into a fog and covered Arvini and the acolytes who were behind her.

The shocked and giggly acolytes’ eyes became cloudy and distant once more as the shimmery, watery dust settled down upon them.

The ones who were glaring before didn’t seemed effected, and they seemed to be calming down, looking somewhat relieved.

Arvini was starting to feel drowsy, and her mind was starting to feel woozy...

Spoiler: Show
Arvini will need to make a roll against being put to sleep by the spell.
Let’s try a Willpower (Self-Discipline) roll.


As quickly as it has happened before, the strange fairy man’s image faded and he turned back into the Sea Man priest once more..


At the same time Arvini was still speaking to the priest, Johan spoke with the familiar-looking young guard...

Johan, Adept
While Arvini was finishing her story to the priest, Johan turned and went towards the younger guard to try communicating with him...

Johan Darche
While Arvini is handling the priest Johan nods to the young guard with the familiar face and grunts to get his attention. Johan recognized the young man as Alram, one of the children who used to tag along with him and Talori on their childhood adventures, or usually just ended up having to babysit. This lead to them giving him the nickname Anchor for the way he always seemed to be getting dragged along with them. Still, he was a good kid. Johan hopes he grew up to be a good man. "Oy! Anchor! You got anything ta say about these missing kids and this church?" He asks sternly, placing a hand on the young man's shoulder. "This be serious ya know! If what I hear is true a ship full of scared kids will be sailing out of here soon. If there's anything you know then please find some spine and speak up!"

OOC: Using Aid to give Arvini +2 to her deception/romance roll making it a 17. Then going to make a Communication Test against Alram to see if I can get him spill the beans on what's going on, or where to find a clue at the very least. And I have a +2 from the stunt points on my last roll.

3d6+2 = 10
Spending a conviction point to reroll that.

3d6+2 = 16with 4 stunt points.
That's better. I'll use the stunt points on New Friends chosing Alram as the target.
Alram—or Anchor—was startled by Johan’s approach and the sudden touch on his shoulder.

Johan noticed out of the corner of his eye that the older guard on the opposite side of them was glaring at the two of them. Was he trying to glare at the young man to stop telling Johan anything?

When Johan finished speaking to the young man, “Anchor” just blinked several times and squinted at Johan for a brief moment. Then, recognition lit up the young man’s eyes.

“Oh! Is it you, Jo? I... We haven’t seen you in years!” He frowned. “Talori and Marcel have been missing you.” He poker at his chest. “Where you been?” For a man younger than Johan, he was not scared to be a brassy brat at times, even when they were young children.

Some nearby acolytes seemed less afraid now that they saw the guard recognized this strange man. Maybe a few even started recognize the big man as they squinted to look at him.

Anchor answered Johan’s question with a whisper and shrug. “I.... I don’t know. All I know is that there were more guards set within the place, but I noticed many new guards I don’t recognize coming from the other private library area all of a sudden.” He very, very subtly shrugged his shoulder and tilted his head to the right—gesturing towards a set of double doors with a sign that said “Library, Employees Only”.

“I’ve never been allowed to patrol there. Only the higher ranking clerics and higher up guards. I’m to only guard the front area and this main room. I always felt something weird when I’m around this new priest, but I can’t say why—“

Suddenly, Johan’s arcane senses and instincts felt a strange change within the room, and his nose was filled with some kind of watery dust cloud.

The cloud was covering Anchor as well, and the young man coughed a few times before his head slumped forward. Then, his head shot up again, but his eyes were cloudy, and Johan could see sparkles of magic within his dilated pupils. Anchor looked at him blankly. “What were we talking again?”

Spoiler: Show
Johan needs to do the same as Arvini and roll Willpower (Self-Discipline) to avoid getting sleepy.
 
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Shawn_Hagen

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Pira the Adept

Pira looked at the door, the magical lock. Hard to say if she could break it open by freezing the metal, but perhaps the metal hinges might be shattered if she could get the cold enough. But was their time before the guards returned?

"If we can open the doors we can get all the prisoners into the tunnel in this cell and out of here. but we'll have to move fast and we'll probably end up in a fight," she said softly.
 

talam

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Angus

"It's going to be a fight anyways when the guards come for these children, unless you're confident we can sneak them back the way we came in," Angus replied. "Rather, maybe wait until the guards are about to open the door and then shatter it on top of them. That'll take them out."

For this plan to work though, the kids would need to calm and not give them away.
"Hello, my name is Angus. These are my friends and we're here to rescue you."
He flew to the one who looked the most panicked and hopped onto their shoulder, stroking their head with his wing.
"There, there. The crew of the Blue Rosie is brave and mighty. We've got more friends around who'll make sure you'll be safe. Just do your best to stay calm and we'll have out of here safely."

OOC: Conviction Reroll: 3d6+1 16
It took all of the conviction I had, but that roll should work.
 

Darad Zhall

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Johan Darche

Johan glowers at the lad's strange behavior before feeling a little light headed himself. He rubs his temple before slapping his face with both hands to snap himself out of it. "Of course" He growls under his breath. "Every time we get close someone tries to mess with our heads." Johan stares daggers at the priest trying to look all sweet and fatherly. This was his fault somehow. Johan had a feeling, but he just couldn't prove it. "Hmmm, well everything seems ship shape I guess. But before we leave mind if I check the Library? Don't worry, I'll just let my self in." Johan storms over to the library door and starts to open it before anyone can raise an objection. All the while he carefully weaves his psychic arcana around him like a web, ready to trap anyone who tries to stop him.

OOC: Willpower Roll: 3d6+3 = 14
Since Arvini passed with a 13 I'm guessing this passes too.

Johan is going to try to barge into the library, but ready his hold person arcana to restrain the priest if he tries anything funny.
Intelligence(Shaping) vs Defense: 3d6+5 = 17
Intelligence(Shaping) vs Strength(Might) = 23!
Fatigue Test: 3d6+3 = 12
Triple six! The number of the beast! And that generates 6 stunt points which I will use on Effortless Arcana to ignore the fatigue test.
 

Shawn_Hagen

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"Rather, maybe wait until the guards are about to open the door and then shatter it on top of them. That'll take them out."
Pira nodded. "Maybe. They certainly won't be expecting a fight, but we look like we are going to be among the last, so they'll have moved most of the victims by then."
 

ajdynon

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Arvini puts her hand to her sword.

"Okay, just what was that all about? You're really not doing a good job of convincing me you've got nothing to hide!"
 

LatinaBunny

Overprotective Angel
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OOC: Part 1: Pira and Angus.

Part 2 Arvini and Johan tomorrow hopefully.

So, the guards are coming up closer in this post, and my next post to you will have them arriving at your last cell.

So now might be the time to make a plan and prepare for their inevitable arrival.


Combined: Pira, Adept and Angus, Expert
Location
: Underneath Church of Gaelenir; Adept prison
Pira the Adept

Pira looked at the door, the magical lock. Hard to say if she could break it open by freezing the metal, but perhaps the metal hinges might be shattered if she could get the cold enough. But was their time before the guards returned?

"If we can open the doors we can get all the prisoners into the tunnel in this cell and out of here. but we'll have to move fast and we'll probably end up in a fight," she said softly.
As soon as Pira said that, Luonne grinned and cracked her knuckles and Matias smiled grimly and responded, “Ain’t it always a fight when we’re involved?”

<<I would say, it’s always a fight with Ayden and the Rabble Rousers, but you seem to have taken up their bad habits, Mattie...>> Climaco was finishing up with healing the minds of the children, but the Jarzoni redhead managed to overhear Matias and shook his head at Matias in a disapproving and manner, a worried look upon his face. <<Please, don’t.>>

Matias frowned back, his jaw set, as he knelt beside the bed closest to the prison cell door, determined to be ready for a fight with the guards. He said to Pira who was also near he prison cell door at the time, “Luonne and I are ready and willin’ to rumble, if you give us the signal.” He gestured to the bed. “We can hide under the beds and stay nearby, just in case.”

Matias glanced back at Climaco, but Climaco purposely turned his head away and stayed focus on healing the children as Angus came flying over to them.

Angus

"It's going to be a fight anyways when the guards come for these children, unless you're confident we can sneak them back the way we came in," Angus replied. "Rather, maybe wait until the guards are about to open the door and then shatter it on top of them. That'll take them out."
<<See, Mattie? We should try that instead of trying to get into a fight. I don’t want to see you hurt—again, if we can’t help it!>>

Matias grunted and gestured to the prison cell across theirs. “Whatta about those kids over there? Shouldn’t we try to help them, too?”

Climaco argued, <<I think it would be better if we follow Angus’ plan first and see if we can help Estrella lead the kids back down the tunnels.>>

He gestured to the prison cell across, particularly at the bed where Estrella was working to open the new tunnel under that bed. <<Look she’s almost done with that tunnel in the prison across from us.>>

Luonne was starting to crouch next to a bed near brother, but she glanced up where Climaco was pointing at and bit her lip. She seemed divided while her brother (Matias) seemed a bit more stubborn.

Climaco finalized the healing process on the last child, and worked to help Angus reassure the children while making sure none of them went forward to get more of the potions. <<Luckily, we caught them at an early enough stage of the enchantment, which helped me heal and free their minds much faster.>>

Angus

For this plan to work though, the kids would need to calm and not give them away.

"Hello, my name is Angus. These are my friends and we're here to rescue you."

He flew to the one who looked the most panicked and hopped onto their shoulder, stroking their head with his wing.

"There, there. The crew of the Blue Rosie is brave and mighty. We've got more friends around who'll make sure you'll be safe. Just do your best to stay calm and we'll have out of here safely."

OOC: Conviction Reroll: 3d6+116

It took all of the conviction I had, but that roll should work.
The brown haired girl was startled at first, but she seemed to be mesmerized by Angus. Perhaps she has never seen a crow (or a rhy-crow) before? She giggled as Angus’ feathered wing tickled her cheek and ear as he tried to reassure her with his gestures. She wiped her tears as she glanced up at Angus. “You promise?” She paused. “What’s a Blue Rosie?”

The other children were also calmed by the rhy-crow’s presence.

Something about the bird’s tone seemed warm and friendly. Perhaps it’s that inner “Light” that many good rhydan have, but Angus seemed to have a confident and gentle “uncle-like” charisma to him.

With the confusion and distress, the children felt like Angus could be a solid support in this strange, unnerving place.

One of the teens was concerned as she pointed to the cell across them. She said in a psychic voice to Angus, <<What about them? Are they in trouble like us? We should help them, too!>>

So, one of these kids have psychic abilities. Well, it made sense: the kids that were kidnapped here were all Adepts.

The kids in the prison cell across from our heroes’ cell were starting to wake up and start heading to their respective night stands and take the potions.

Pira nodded. "Maybe. They certainly won't be expecting a fight, but we look like we are going to be among the last, so they'll have moved most of the victims by then."
Done with his part of the mission and leaving the rest of the job of reassuring the children to Angus, Climaco quietly walked over to Pira at the prison cell door. <<So, what’s the plan, Pira? Should we stick together, split up? Are we waiting for the guards and do something about them, or should we start gathering the remaining children into the tunnels?>> He gestured at Matias who was still kneeling next to the bed nearby. <<Or should we try to do something about the guards somehow?>>

When Pira heard movement to her right, she saw the guards take another cell.

There seemed to be two sets of guard patrols, one group for each side. They switch back and forth in order to retrieve and take the children out of the prison through those large double doors and to also get the new “key parts”.

There must be a room or someplace somewhere, where they are storing these key parts whenever the guards go to get the key parts or return the key parts.

Another cell was being inspected.

About three more cells, and then it would be their turn.
 
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