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       #Post#: 755--------------------------------------------------
       The Reign of Death
       By: Duncan Seastove Date: April 15, 2015, 1:08 pm
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       Exhausted from wandering through the Labyrinth of Ragh Chattari
       with no hint of escape, our intrepid adventurers, Asmundr,
       Lyrina and Geoffrey huddle in a corner of one of the labyrinths
       many dark rooms to sleep. Though you all fear what could come
       upon you in the night, as sleep takes you, you are overtaken by
       feelings of serenity.
       You each awaken with memories of a dream of a shrunken and
       kindly old man, guiding you out of your subterranean prison. In
       the dream, he lead you to the very first room, the one with the
       portal, and opened for you the secret door which you had
       previously passed over. Following his instructions, you find a
       long stairway leading to the surface.
       As your eyes adjust to the blazing sun, you find yourself
       standing in a great stone plaza. You feel a warm, dry breeze
       blow against your skin, and all around you you can hear the
       cries of birds. The smell of stone baking in the sun is a
       welcome change from the odors of the depths. Arrayed around you
       are six stone statues of small, humanoid figures in armor, armed
       with spears. Looking back to where you came from, you see that
       you've passed out of a intricately decorated archway leading
       down into the labyrinth. The decorations portray humanoid
       figures fighting what look like demons, giants, and perhaps
       dragons.
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       Past the statues, you can see great spires and domes of a city,
       though here and there are stands of unfamiliar trees in the
       cities midst. Directly in front of you, down a long stone
       causeway, you can see the most massive tree you've ever seen:
       you guess it could be taller than some of the mountains you've
       seen, and thicker around than any sailing vessel or castle.
       Despite knowing you've never seen anything quite like this, you
       can't help but feel a sense of familiarity and calm while gazing
       upon the tree.
       #Post#: 756--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Rognvaldr Date: April 16, 2015, 12:52 pm
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       *What sort of rest did we take? You might want to refresh our
       memories of what that type of rest restores as well*
       Asmudr gazes around, trying to absorb the surroundings, feeling
       the wind, smelling the air.
       #Post#: 757--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Duncan Seastove Date: April 16, 2015, 3:40 pm
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       *You took a short rest, meaning you slept or were otherwise idle
       for eight hours. This means that you regain 1/4 of your total
       hit dice. In addition, if you have a healing kit, you may expend
       any number of hit dice to heal yourself.*
       Gazing around, it strikes you that the plaza you're standing in
       is remarkably flat, and that the causeway leading to the great
       tree is straighter than any you've ever seen. Here and there,
       grasses and small shrubs are poking out of cracks in the stone,
       and you notice also a rut that leads from the archway you just
       came out of towards the great tree.
       The breeze is warm, and slightly humid, and smells of plants and
       stone. There are a few wispy clouds in the sky, and the sun is
       very near the zenith, so you'd guess it can't be much past
       midday. Somewhere, past the sounds of birds and rustling leaves,
       you think you hear the persistent, rhythmic sound of waves.
       Here and there, you see signs of recent habitation— a few scorch
       marks on the ground or piles of charcoal mark where campfires
       may have been made, but for the most part you get the sense that
       this place has been without its population for a long time.
       #Post#: 761--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Rognvaldr Date: April 19, 2015, 3:09 pm
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       Asmundr sees his companions laying next to hm, "I have faint
       memories of escaping that labrynth, but perhaps I have been ill
       or exhausted, I cant quite make out our exit. This seems to be
       our proper destintion, unless Im still under some sort of spell,
       this looks to be Ragh Chattari." Asmunr looks around to see what
       building seems to house the labrynth.
       #Post#: 762--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Duncan Seastove Date: April 19, 2015, 3:27 pm
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       From the numerous stairs you climbed to exit the labyrinth, you
       would guess that it is located beneath the plaza in which you
       currently stand.
       #Post#: 764--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: ducki Date: April 20, 2015, 5:44 pm
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       Lyrina's blinking intensifies due to the relatively bright sun
       as she looks around at the domes and the stone walk way.
       "Huh, I don't really remember how we got here, but thank the
       Gods we got out of there alive."
       She takes another look at the domes and racks her brain to see
       if they really are in Ragh Chattari.
       *rolling 1d20+7 = 20+7 = 27!*
       Thanks roll20 :D
       #Post#: 765--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Duncan Seastove Date: April 21, 2015, 6:20 pm
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       If it's not Ragh Chattari, it's definitely some other ancient
       Lilty city. Judging by the weather and vegetation, however,
       you'd guess that you definitely are where you had hoped to be.
       #Post#: 766--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Rognvaldr Date: April 21, 2015, 10:02 pm
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       *Was I unconscious when we took this short rest or can I use
       healing surges?*
       "Well, companions, are we ready to try finishing out our
       mission, or do we need more time to reconnoiter in the ruins of
       this city? I don't figure that we'd put up too much of a fight
       if we went out to face the wilds of the Southernlands in our
       current condition. If this is in fact Ragh Chattari that we've
       ended up in, then much haste isn't needed anyways, right?"
       #Post#: 767--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Duncan Seastove Date: April 21, 2015, 10:37 pm
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       *You can use healing surges, if you have a medicine kit. You
       can, however, use them to regain spell slots without the use of
       a medicine kit.*
       #Post#: 769--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Reign of Death
       By: Okakouta Date: April 23, 2015, 7:34 am
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       Despite the heat, Geoffrey keeps his cloak around him.
       "I suggest we use this daylight to look around."
       Geoffrey steps up onto the side of one of the stone pillars to
       get a better look at the horizon.
       "...I wonder where we really are..." he says to himself.
       *Survival check to determine the latitude of our present
       location*
       d20+wis mod + proficiency -> take 10+3+3 = 16
       After looking around he takes out a map.
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