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Lorath, Ulik, Evon
None of the figurines seemed to protest as Lorath heaved them, one by one, over the battlements and into the moat where they sank. They were surprisingly heavy, but thanks to their size even Lorath could manage to move them, though he did manage to get chalk dust all over himself as he did so.
When he finished that task, picked up his new duds and headed to the roof, he found that Ulik and Evon were both asleep, on their feet, right next to the battlements. That explained why his work with the figurines had attracted no attention.
The dagger turned out to be about as magical as a rock, and the books in the castle library, once he found it, all turned out to be written, unsurprisingly, in another language. When he examined them, however, the structure reminded him of non-fiction, rather than fiction. Of course, it was always possible that things were opposite on this world.
Anne, Bas, Tamora, Balth
Tamora's infravision slowly became active and the world was reduced to a mess of blues and blacks, for the most part. Her companions were bright green, red and yellow, as were a few small mammals hiding in the undergrowth. Sadly she was not able to see to the other side of the river, which remained an impenetrable wall of blue shapes, but she could easily look into the trees surrounding the clearing.
At first, she saw nothing, but then she suddenly spotted an animal. On the same side of the river as them, in a downriver direction and near the edge of the water.
It was about the size of a small demihuman, but seemed to be closer to the stocky build of a dwarf than the lanky build of the halflings they'd seen so far on this world. It seemed to be laying flat on a large branch that was nonetheless bending under it's weight, all four limbs wrapped around it.
[ 03-15-2007, 06:33 AM: Message edited by: PurpleXVI ]
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