Ez’are follows along curious to see what happens. But he keeps a wary eye for anything unexpected.

In reply to Ez'ard (msg # 901):

OOC: Will bring everyone back together soon.


--DM2

The team channel is suddenly blasted by a mingle sense of loss and extreme anger.  There are no words, only emotion.

In reply to Shorty (msg # 903):

Both groups head back to the temple area, Ez'ard, Shorty and Tzar come thru the main doors back into the temple area.  The trio will now see Fritz wearing chainmail and a great sword slung on his back, a mace hangs from his belt.  They also report what they found.

The group moves together as Morteft and Trysk continue to scan.  As the group considers their next move they can hear a slight clunk and a shaft of light can be seen behind the statue of Tiamat.  You all then see a large bat like thing flying towards you.  As it gets closer Morteft will recognize it as a homunculus, it carries a rolled up parchment.

It flies toward Warwick and gives a look at Fritz with disdain.

Any actions before I continue? It will have to fly about 100' before getting to the group?

--DM2

*Should we take it out or let it deliver the parchment, folks?* asks Warwick.  *Looking for opinions.*

Ez’are sends, *Let it be delivered.*

In reply to Ez'ard (msg # 906):

*And then take it out.*

In reply to Trysk (msg # 907):

*Aye, okay.  Someone fly around behind it then.*

In reply to Warwick (msg # 908):

*Don't kill it just yet. Let's see what the note says. Then let me take care of it. I have an idea.*

Arye will keep a bead on the flying creature ready to let the arrow fly when the parchment is delivered.

Trysk chuckles, *That's Ez'ard's job now!*

Ez’ard sends, *Not everything deserves to die. If it is non aggressive and leaves then no hero done. It’s not like they don’t know where we are and we need to keep that info secret. But if it needs to die then I will do my part.*

Arye shrugs and lowers his bow.  *Will someone make up my mind*

In reply to Ayre Vafir (msg # 913):

The group 'debates' as the thing gets closer.

The homunculus flies over to Warwick and drops the parchment in front of Warwick and then flies away at high speed in an erratic pattern.

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 914):

Polymorph other into green slime...

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 914):

Warwick bends over to examine the parchment without touching it.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 916):

As the homunculus zips back to whence it came, zigzagging all the way, Ayre lets loose an arrow.  The arrow looks to hit the creature but bounces off, and the bat like thing's flight is disrupted slightly as it falls a bit before correcting this detour.

Morteft begins casting a spell. By the time the spell goes off the creature is almost out of range, closing in on the statue of Tiamat.  The homunculus continues on it's way apparently unaffected by the spell; however, now Morteft feels the urge to turn into a green slime (save vs magic).

Warwick looks down at the parchment at his feet.  It looks like a fine piece of parchment wrapped in a thin piece of red ribbon.

--DM2

Warwick uses his telekinesis to pull the red ribbon.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 918):

The ribbon on the parchment starts to untie and eventually lies on the floor.  The parchment remains rolled up.

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 919):

He uses his telekinesis to unroll it and lift it up so that he can read it.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 920):

The parchment then rises into the air up to Warwicks eye level and unrolls.

It reads:
'You are cordially invited to attend
an impromptu gathering in her ladyship's
viewing chambers.  Attendance is expected
and a blazing time shall be had by all.
Come to the main doors, they will remain
open for you.  Your speedy acceptance will
be most appreciated.'

           BR

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 917):

OOC: Morteft has volley up so the spell is reflected back.

In reply to Morteft (msg # 922):

Something strange is happening, Morteft stands almost rigid while the homunculus flutters like a cabbage butterfly.  The pair seem to be magically entangled and this strange behavior goes on for several seconds.  Then things take another turn, Morteft seemingly begins to melt and change color.  Another few seconds later, where Morteft stood, is a puddle, a gooey mass of a putrid green color.

The homunculus then continues back to the shaft of light.

Actions?

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 923):

Trysk grimaces, *Warwick, I'm not sure my Dispel Magic is powerful enough.*

Trysk casts Dispel Magic on the Polymorph Other spell on Morteft.

Shorty looks over at Fritz.  “Tells me bout da mage.  Dis make two me owes him.”