The Impossible Mission: Group A Game Thread

  • That last comment from the Peculiar Paladin earns a glare from Kell. Yes Kell is aware that is the most expedient way to get to their goal, and the accomplishment of their goal would cause far more good than the not-good of burning these fae's home. The ends justify the means, eh? Kell's already low opinion of the Peculiar Paladin grows slightly lower.

    Still that is something to think about.... maybe if the stakes were higher the ends would really justify the means? Could there be a situation where doing evil in the service of good becomes a good thing? That will be something Kell will have to think about carefully, but later. Later...

  • Impossible Mission Players - A

    "Are you and Herald ok?" Cy asked, moving toward Sunless Moon as she pulled back out of the vines. "I'm not sure I feel comfortable splitting up to search, given how many of these sprites there seem to be over here. Once Sunless Moon and Herald are recovered, let's proceed around the chasm to the right as a group, and see if we can spot any irregularities or breaks in the vine cover."

  • Alanus nods in agreement, "Yeah... hopefully we'll spot a proper way down sooner or later... or at least a slightly more manageable improper way down."

  • Sunless unhappily makes her way back to the group, out of the vines, and kneels, setting Herald down. "We will be fine. Give him some time to recover."

  • I survived the hour long Uno hand

    And indeed, less than half a minute later, Herald is alert and upright, though a fair bit... unsettled by the experience. By that time, the sprites had all apparently lost interest in the party and had wandered off.

    Now what?

  • Impossible Mission Players - A

    Finishing up her snack, @tsaukpaetra stands and asks to no one in particular, "So... Should we see if there's another way in or what?"

  • Sunless stares at @Tsaukpaetra for a moment, then sighs, nodding, "That may well be the best course of action."

  • Impossible Mission Players - A

    Nodding, Cy points off toward the right. "Let's see if there's any breaks in the vine cover or other entry ways to the chasm," as he set off to circle the chasm in a counter-clockwise direction, being careful to keep 50 feet of distance between himself and the vine cover. Hopefully we don't split up, but it's better than standing here doing nothing...

  • I survived the hour long Uno hand

    @izzion - and whoever else is going with him, which looks like @Tsaukpaetra and @Hitoshirenu-Shourai at first- are about to get a pretty good look over of the ravine in the half hour it takes to walk around it carefully. The vines continue to prevent them from getting to the lip of the ravine, so they can't get a look down into it, but they seet get a little detail after combining their observations and various understandings of what is being observed.

    At one end of the ravine, [marked 2], there's... not an absence of vines, but a lessening. It takes a few moments, but it's also noted that there aren't any of those clusters of vines present, nor flashes of color. There are, however, signs that small pockets of the vines- roughly the same number as clusters in other areas, have been damaged. The area there also look like it's a slightly sharper incline but also that it goes down further before dropping off entirely. On the other hand... what's keeping the spirits from tending this area?

    On the far side of the ravine [marked 1], they can see a small waterfall from their current location. It's fairly small, only about five, maybe ten feet wide at most and set in a niche in the corner. Something about it strange, but it's not until they get much closer- just about the opposite side of where they tried to force their way past and the closest they can get to the waterfall before the angle goes bad on them- that the sharper-eyed among them pick up on the weirdness. The waterfall is flowing backwards, up the side of the cliff and then just vanishing. They can't see where or how though.

    When they get the area above the waterfall, they note that the vines are especially dense there, tendrils and clusters both. So are the sprites- there's easily thirty of them within eyeshot at one point, which, given how hard they are to spot even while glowing, is foreboding. The last and final thing of note they see is what looks likes the remains of a small camp, easily months or maybe even years old [marked 3] a few score feet from the vine zone. As far as they can tell, there were two tents, neither big enough for more than two close friends each (or two small beings or three small friends). The tents themselves are rotted completely away, though the frames remain in brittle fragments. There's a rusted out cookpot and some tools for dressing small game near a small depression filled with flat stones as well, but that's all they find with a cursory search.

    Updated Map

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  • Impossible Mission Players - A

    As the scouting party returned to its original location, Cy plopped himself down next to the cart with a sigh. "So, vines as far as the eye can see... except for the waterfall on the other side. And given that the vines and fae were even thicker by the waterfall, not sure it'd be worth trying even if we were all legendary swimmers."

    Cy scowled before continuing, "And I'm not sure I really want to meet whatever critter was powerful enough to damage the vines on the east end. But we might not have much choice other than to risk such a meeting, if we think we need to investigate this crevice further..." With a half-hearted smirk, he tried to lighten the mood, "Who was supposed to bring the map of the area that had directions to a town where we could get more information?"

  • Kell had been thinking carefully "Polished glass or stones, honey, treasure." the words spill out of their mouth. The tone indicated there's some common thought behind the words but Kell hasn't articulated what it is yet, they seem distracted. Perhaps they'll elaborate if asked?

  • Impossible Mission Players - A

    "A warm bath, the end of this mission, and all powerful lightning bolts from my hands..." Cy countered, staring weirdly at Kell. "Though I'm not sure if it's weirder to randomly list things we're craving, or that you're craving polished glass and honey..."

    [ :trollface: ]

  • Kell shakes their head "Not that, no." they reply bemusedly "This one was thinking, if we were to offer tribute in exchange for passage what would the fae folk take as a fair and proper tribute?"

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