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==Recollections by Chandra== Today is the day. Seer took me under her wing a few years ago and I knew this day would eventually arrive but it always felt abstract. I face my demons today, today they are real. I am Pelor's chosen by lineage and by right, and I will shine his light on this dark day. In my moment of piety an evil thought entered my mind...[[Kaylorr]] deserves to be burned...his childishness, his pettiness...I remind myself that I am above that now. If I keep telling myself I've moved on, maybe one day I actually will...Seer says the longer I hold onto that hatred the more it will poison me. Even through the solemnity of Pelor's teachings I still thirst for justice...or is it vengeance. Gods I idolized that boy. Our entire childhood, he was chosen and I was his shadow. I'm getting distracted, I need to focus on today. It will be nice to see [[Zanna]], [[Sarya]] and [[Tallulah]] today and repay my debt to them. I guess I've delayed long enough this morning, time to suit up. Through the magic of weave-sight Seer has shown me all of the possibilities of today. I have three key objectives to be completed at just the right time to maximize our chances of survival. Gods they don't even know what comes. Why is the Magistery so childish? It's astonishing the knowledge they choose to ignore, how can so many people have their heads buried in the ground? Well, that changes today, I will be their savior and then they'll have no choice but to acknowledge that the Conventicle was right all along. I know Seer says it's not about being right...but it has to be a little bit about being right...right? I can't go to the upper levels of the tower for fear of entering the Seer's bubble...but I can feel her energy draining through the tower, she's been frozen in that time-loop for almost a month now. I like Sarya, but if she fails Seer we're all doomed. Seer's crystal ball is fortunately outside of that bubble, and I can monitor the battle from above, timing my entry to influence events just enough. Gods how did I live before I could planeswalk? The timer starts at sundown, but I still need to wait for that coward to activate the abyssal curse...ugh, just do it already. This wait is kill--THERE! The shower of red sparks over the entire city and that crack...that's the rain shield breaking. I wonder if the intelligence is still alive in there somewhere. Does it feel pain? Right, no time. I open the door and step inside, and see the vast sea of artist's bay before me littered with ships, arrows flying above me and cannonballs below. I scan the walls to find someone...a familiar face....There! <blockquote>"[[Tallulah]]!" She doesn't seem surprised to see me...does she have weave-sight? I wonder if she knows it. "I don't have time to explain, there's a cannon on one of those ships, you HAVE to take it out, if it destroys the ultraforce defense weapon on the city..." No...don't tell her the world will end, even if it's true. "The city will fall." That's serious enough. Who is that dark skinned boy in silks, and what is that hat!? Does he know how to planeswalk?</blockquote> <blockquote>As if he heard my thoughts he looks to the sea and says to the group, "I can teleport us there."</blockquote> I guess he does know how to planeswalk. Well, he certainly knows how to dress. Okay, Seer's first influence is done. I hope he survives, I'd love to ask him how he learned how to planeswalk, was he chosen by the aether like me? Just as I started to feel good about things I felt my hair begin to rise. A static energy filled the air and pregnant calm fell as I looked to the west I saw it, the cannons revealed themselves and from one in the center of the group a molten white-hot beam of liquid light arced across the night sky illuminating everything. I was awestruck by the beauty of the waves glimmering reflections of that white light, the cliffside lighting up with stark shadows, and then it was gone with a thunderclap, the pressure made my eyes begin to water and my ears were ringing...but the dread realization that came over me when I saw the Magistery's tower with a massive, perfectly circular hole through it is what really shook me. I was wrong...this isn't about proving the Conventicle right. This is about the survival of this world. No time. I open another gate to the copse of trees south of the city. The closest breach to the summer court of Eladrin. I glance back at Tallulah, she has already begun to face her objective in the open sea...yes, I definitely underestimated her. I step through the gate and my elk riders lead off the call to arms. I lead the vanguard and charge ahead to split the eastern army. Things move so quickly, but I feel Pelor's light behind every lance, every fireball, every guiding bolt is delivered by his will. In this blur of metal and magic I feel righteous. Fiery light upon the black fields scattered like red flowers, flickering here and there as larger blazes leap up. I've reached the end of the eastern front before I realize it and their army is split, being harried by our allies. The commanders here did not squander this advantage. And...are those devils? ...I don't have time to ponder this. I've put this off for far too long. Between glaive sweeps spraying blood in the sky I catch Galad's eye. He acknowledges me with just the barest hint of a nod. I open another rift in space and time and step onto the eastern ramparts. Where are they...There! I'd recognize Zanna's stature anywhere...By Pelor's light...is [[Zanna]] crying? Must be because she's next to that swine of a cleric. Gods this is going to be awkward. As I run up the steps, I'm met by Zanna...yes she has been crying...but still she fights. If she can, then I can. <blockquote>"We've broken the enemy ranks. We have a slim window where we can attack the command sphere. Where is [[Halisstra]]?" Zanna, her [[Ci|strange bald friend]], and a [[Ember|very moody looking woman]] run off. Great...just here with [[Kaylorr]] and his two plated bodyguards. I suddenly wish I'd pulled my goggles over my eyes before coming here...</blockquote> <blockquote>Kaylorr starts suddenly and then just blurts out "I'M SORRY...I'm sorry I was dumb and stupid and I was scared and I shouldn't have hurt you." What? That's all you have to say? I had carefully crafted and planned the perfectly vicious barbs to verbally assault him with and none of it came out as I shout "WHY!? You were my friend! I loved you!" is that tears on my cheeks? Sun father I said I wasn't going to do that. Thank Pelor Zanna is back with who I hope is Halisstra.</blockquote> <blockquote>"Halisstra, my name is Chandra Nalaar, and I have a message for you. You must make ''penance.''" I try to put emphasis on the word, Seer said she would know what it means even if I didn't, and as usual Seer was right. Halisstra's black skin darkened and her eyes grew hard. </blockquote> Halisstra shared a look with her...husband? and then without words they jumped off the wall and--HE WAS A DRAGON!? Okay...no time to fangirl right now--Why is Zanna friends with Kaylorr? What was that parchment she just handed him? Why is he crying? Why is everyone crying??? Ugh. I open another rift close to the command sphere and just point, the entire group runs through. Zanna touches my hand as she runs past...and just before the rift closes I see her materialize two lions and ride them into battle...she's gotten quite good at that compared to the last time I saw her. Maybe she'll introduce me to that [[Cassio|man in the red full plate]] later...No time. Final objective. As I survey the city's innards I see it for what it truly is, a blood gulch. As the foul stench of death fills my nostrils I pull down my goggles and summon the flame. I kick off the wall's crennelations and before I land my hair I am wreathed in fire. I race down the road, lances of flame arcing out in all directions. As i near the remains the of the magistery tower, I step into the astral plane and see the shadow of the tower across dimensions. Gods it was big. Already the shadow has begun to shrink, ye of little faith. I scan the interplanar structure, it's difficult to see in more than three dimensions but I've been practicing.....There! I see the unmistakable maze of shelves. I unroll the massive parchment scroll that Seer has prepared for me and begin reciting. Once I begin reading the incantation it floods out of me, it feels like minutes but it must have been hours. When I'm done there is a huge bright vacancy in the shadowy landscape. A void of light in an otherwise massive blackness. The temple district must have fallen, but the library is gone. My job is done. I just need to rest...I shouldn't rest here, but sitting just for a moment should be fine. As I drifted from wakefulness in the shadow hidden from Pelor's light, I can almost remember thinking "tonight is the night..."
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