Post:Drogor asks, "What's Kraken?" - 11/23/2014 - 11:12
|Drogor asks, "What's Kraken?" · on 11/23/2014 11:12 AM CST||2489|
or maybe we just prayed a bunch, while other people killed stuff, and Gods talked to us, and said "hey! good job there buddy" and then the Kraken went away. There was a Kraken the NPC townspeople were reporting, but noone saw it. But we heard god voices in our heads(maybe) and then the rains stopped.
So it's okay for now, I think, maybe, probably, who knows!!!
Klines: We need more clerics at the Temple! Everyone, this isn't about Drogor...or any other Immortal, for that matter. This is about all thirty nine of them! We need people at all of the altars!
Klines yells, "No, we do not. But You have told me what must be done! I am trying to do that! Even if every single soul felt anger and sorrow, it likely would not equal the anger and sorrow you all feel. We understand that! There are many who want to remind people that all of you must not be forgotten! But many of those that wish to spread your message, are the same that your wrath strikes down! How can we spread your will?"
A booming triple voice echoes throughout the shrine, strong as a hurricane, yet tempered with just the smallest touch of motherly concern. It says, "The Lesson must be completed! They must See!"
Yet more peasants and clerics come in, joining the kneeling crowd in prayer.
A booming triple voice echoes throughout the shrine, strong as a hurricane, yet tempered with just the smallest touch of motherly concern. It says, "Give yourselves to Us!"
Crackles of marine-hued lightning shoot from one surface to another, causing the entire shrine to blaze with Holy fury!
Gemrardi loudly exclaims, "My offerings to the 39, not just the 13 of light! Not just the 13 of dark! Nor just the 13 Neutral, but all and one, the 39 Immortals!"
The gathered masses continue to pray, begging for mercy from all of the Immortals for the ignorance and pride of the unfaithful!
Klines yells, "I offer myself to You! All Thirty Nine, so that this death and destruction may end! I offer my life, my soul, my connection to the Plane, my connection to lunar magic! I offer all so that this may end! If this is what is necessary, I offer myself to be the completion of your lesson!" > Kintryn yells, "I offer the same, All that I am too all of you as the thirty and nine in pure humility. I have learned my lesson. I give of myself as a lesson that others may see."
> A crack of wet thunder sounds, accompanied by the stagnant and pungent smell of brine. Within the blink of an eye, a blast of marine-blue forked lightning appears from above. > Kintryn prays fervently. > The smell of brine grows stronger, but is accompanied now by the stench of burnt flesh, as the marine-hued lightning seeks its target. As quickly as it appeared, the entity dissipates now that its divine work is complete.
She appears to be dead! Other than that...
She has a completely destroyed chest area with nearly all flesh and bone torn away revealing a gaping hole, cuts and bruises about the back.
A sparkling mist forms above Klines's body and hangs there ever so briefly before descending around him, obscuring his body from your sight.
After a few moments, the mist dissipates, leaving Klines alive and breathing a deep gasp of air.
A sparkling mist forms above Kintryn's body and hangs there ever so briefly before descending around her, obscuring her body from your sight.
After a few moments, the mist dissipates, leaving Kintryn alive and breathing a deep gasp of air.
Niobo says, "I pray that this day will be remembered and that the 39 will all be remembered."
Klines yells, "Thank You! All Thirty Nine of you! We will spread Your message! That All of You must be remembered and none forgotten!" > A reverant murmur passes through the crowd of peasants and clerics. You make out numerous declarations of devotion amongst it all! > A triple voice once again echoes through the area, now much softer than before. It says, "You, the faithful. You spared them. The beast will return to the ocean." >
Several of the dark robed clerics shout out in recognition of 'the beast' and fall back to their knees in thankful prayer! >
A warm, aquamarine hue suffuses the area, filling you with the feeling of a mother's regret and love.
Recon time to all the docks/piers in Crossing: Many of the peasants begin to stand and exit the shrine, slowly at first, and with obvious hesitation, then bursts of joyous shouting are heard in the halls and yet more run from the room, thankful prayers on their lips! >
Aislynn: We need a stronger group to keep the docks from being destroyed by the kraken.
Skaen asks, "Any other docks around?"
Your mind hears Aislynn thinking, "<to you>" "Just "Crossing Docks". That's all the messenger shouted."
> Khearkrash: no krakens from what ive seen
You say, "Reports of a kraken attacking the docks... no signs of anything but eels and sharks though."
You say, "Perhaps that was the beast."
A warm, motherly voice fills your mind, saying, "They will Know, children. You shall see to it." The voice morphs to a harsh, rasp and wails with the power of a raging storm, "And if not, the Lesson continues!" > Gemrardi: By the graces of the Immortals, the prayers have averted the Kraken.
You: I believe their prayers and sacrifices at the Temple were enough for it to turn around.
Klines asks you, "Are you able to confirm that someone actually saw a kraken?"
You say to Klines, "Townspeopole reported it."
You say, "People running about... peasants and commoners and such."
You say, "All the docks seemed safe, no massive creatures."
You say, "Just a lot of eels and sharks swarming around them."
Telutci: Prayers didn't stop the eels from killing people. Blades and arrows did. Pay your respects, but don't spend your life on your knees.
Zhirrisk observes you with fascination.
You strike a heroic pose.
You say, "I stopped a kraken."
You say, "Neat." You gaze at your fingernails.
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