RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
11-04-2013, 04:59 PM
Plan set, the party swap positions according to Bohw's plan of approach, then resolve to give Myra and Thunderpaw a couple minutes to get into position.
As for them, Razan closes his eyes in contemplation for a moment, then waves a hand, and a light breeze picks up around the two. Feeling no different, they set off regardless. And yet, it soon becomes obvious that there is a difference, for the very air seems to part at their passing through the dank stone halls. To Thunderpaw, it feels more akin to floating at high speeds than actually running.
Regardless, they soon emerge from the ruins where they met Shanterel. Theres no sign of the funny little man, save for the remains of the campfire, now little more than burned out ashes. Myra investigates the area, finding a good spot for Thunderpaw to jump from. As Watson predicted, the area seems like it would have been difficult to navigate on foot, though perhaps not nearly as dangerous as he made out. Fortunately they dont have to worry about that, and Thunderpaw promptly leaps off the cliffside, activating his ring.
He's never jumped like that before. Its as though he is almost completely weightless, though the occasional wind doesnt seem to blow him away. Instead, he glides gracefully to his destination, landing softly in the grass only a short run from the entrance into the ruins. The weathered outdoor ruins are nearby, though nothing moves anywhere as far as either he or Myra can see, and Myra can see far indeed.
The time to attack has come. What do you do?
As for them, Razan closes his eyes in contemplation for a moment, then waves a hand, and a light breeze picks up around the two. Feeling no different, they set off regardless. And yet, it soon becomes obvious that there is a difference, for the very air seems to part at their passing through the dank stone halls. To Thunderpaw, it feels more akin to floating at high speeds than actually running.
Regardless, they soon emerge from the ruins where they met Shanterel. Theres no sign of the funny little man, save for the remains of the campfire, now little more than burned out ashes. Myra investigates the area, finding a good spot for Thunderpaw to jump from. As Watson predicted, the area seems like it would have been difficult to navigate on foot, though perhaps not nearly as dangerous as he made out. Fortunately they dont have to worry about that, and Thunderpaw promptly leaps off the cliffside, activating his ring.
He's never jumped like that before. Its as though he is almost completely weightless, though the occasional wind doesnt seem to blow him away. Instead, he glides gracefully to his destination, landing softly in the grass only a short run from the entrance into the ruins. The weathered outdoor ruins are nearby, though nothing moves anywhere as far as either he or Myra can see, and Myra can see far indeed.
The time to attack has come. What do you do?