Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Nov 25, 2015 21:39:10 GMT
The Master says, "The only thing I know is we are brothers, and I will help you figure out where this is," The Master is looking amazed, "I think these are permanent scrying discs." The Master attempts to touch one, but nothing happens, "Can you touch this one here?"
Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Nov 25, 2015 22:11:47 GMT
The disk opens up to show a young human sifting through the trash. In the background two soldiers are talking. Watching the young boy, he pulls some paper and a pencil out, writes down something and puts it away. The Master says, "I know this kid, he is on the streets of Toncia. He is an able enough thief and I've been having him watched to see if he would be a potential guild mate." The Master looks at the Shadow, "The magic here scryes potential guild candidates, this is amazing!" The Master walks to the doors and grabs the handles but the doors do not move. He pulls up his hood and though he faded, he materializes at the same spot. "Well, this is disconcerting." He says looking frustrated. "The doors are magically closed."
Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Nov 25, 2015 23:02:21 GMT
Nothing happens. "I think this is just a taste of..." A loud voice sounding like a hundred voices speaking out loud as one voice says, "Return once you have figured out that we are waiting I the corner of the smallest time on the biggest island from all mankind."
In an instant they were both back in the room of The Smoke in the village Inn.
The Master says, "I will be sure to make my people unaware of your true identity, only I will remember you. I have some research to do, but we have to get you home." The Master grabs the tome, and says, "I will return, myself, when I have learned something. For now, just carry on brother." The Master stops and turns and says, "I'm Umbra, by the way, from the land of Tirianda." With that he pulls up his hood a disappears.