Rosewood simply nods in agreement to Anita Drake.
Thank you for your help François and Montclair.  He adds.

In reply to Rosewood (msg # 49):

"Ask your strongman minstrel to turn the statue then."

In reply to Guardsman (msg # 50):

She looks at the statue to see how it should be turned...

"Gordab, it you would try to turn the statue please?"

Would you help us please Gordab. Rosewood adds.

In reply to Anita Drake (msg # 51):

the ogrekin minstrel gently puts down his implements and turns the statue with a grunt.   it rotates until the pointing finger faces the alcove framed with pillars surmounted by composite Corinthian capitols. The space beletween them and below the tympanum wavers slightly, and the air buzzes with static charge.

In reply to Gordab Bardson (msg # 53):

Anita goes over to investigate, passing through the gap...

In reply to Anita Drake (msg # 54):

and finds herself falling through a brightly colored forest ! Dx to grab something!

In reply to Narrator (msg # 55):

Anita grabbed a branch!

Atticus stands there munching on a snack while idly watching, just waiting to see if he would be asked to fight or move something heavy.


Would Atticus have any knowledge about the autumn gate?

In reply to Atticus Belvedere Silexum (msg # 57):

Atticus has only heard of it. he has never been to Autumn.

Thank you Gordab.  Rosewood says

Then he find himself watching Anita Drake fall below him in forest.  As his wings kick in and he starts flying.

OOC:
Rosewood is sitting on her shoulders so I take it he goes though with her?

In reply to Rosewood (msg # 59):

OOC: I assume so. Would the others on the other side of the gate even be aware of what is happening?

In reply to Anita Drake (msg # 60):

Gordab, Atticus, and the two guards simply see you disappear.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 61):

So should we wait for them to post, or keep moving?

Atticus tries peering his head though the gate to see what's on the other side.

In reply to Atticus Belvedere Silexum (msg # 63):
Atticus is sucked through the gate!
he finds himself falling!

Kiran comes walking up as Atticus falls into thin air. Whoa! That's not something you see every day. Curious about how it feels, he starts tightening his straps and checking to be sure his sword is secure.

As he walks up beside Gordab he comments, "When you said the road to autumn, I was expecting an actual road. Shall we?"

Atticus unfurls his wings and stops his fall, then looks for the two others who had gone through.

In reply to Atticus Belvedere Silexum (msg # 66):

Atticus stabilizes his descent and can see Anita holing onto the bore of a tree, her feet not quite parallel to the ground...


a few moments later Gordab comes crashing through the trees, axe and fiddle trailing behind, followed  by a green haired person with a greatsword!


Kiran, make a dex roll to catch yourself.

Gordab slams full into the trunk of a tree, sending a cascade of brightly colored leaves into the crisp cool air.

Rosewood slowly flys over to Atticus.
He looks down at the others.  Clearly worried but because of his size unable to help.
Having growth magic may help I feel.
Looking at Atticus he says.
Wings are so useful I find.
Then look at extra body he never see before.
We seem to have gained an extra person.  Do you know who he is?

OOC:
Welcome to the strange and odd journey into and with the fay Kiran Elavalur.  You are most welcome but please your sanity at the door.  It will help you in the long run I feel. :)
This message was last edited by the player at 17:41, Fri 23 June 2023.

In reply to Rosewood (msg # 68):

Anita looks at the newcomer, but decides to wait until she is one the ground before talking. To that end, she starts climbing down the tree...

Kiran slid through the gate, but did not expect to be falling through a tree on the other side.

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21:24, Today: Kiran Elavalur rolled 12 using 3d6 with rolls of 6,4,2.  Dex vs 11.

Atticus goes to catch whomever looks in most need of assistance first (probably one of the last two falling in after him).

In reply to Rosewood (msg # 68):

Gordab leans into the tree, and plants his feet on the ground.
"This is Kiran, a friend from the rooming house and a fellow member of the league of outcasts. He was out of town when the Purists strted harrassing our people."

the large magician grunts and bushes some leaves off.

Kiran sits up a bit wincing at the pain in his ribs from where he hit a moderately sized branch on his way down. He absently brushes shed bark off under his arm as he looks around. "Uh, yeah. That's me. Sorry I'm late."

He slowly picks himself up and looks around.