Gi'zeal ? 17/30AP, 2MP - The Blackjade Tunnels
After he had made his way through an entire colony of the lizards the swirling magma around Gi'zeal's wrist had cooled and fallen to the ground a cluster of deep purple stones with a heavy clatter.
The lizards had certainly changed shape, if it was the right shape or if something had gone drastically wrong he would find out later.
But more importantly if this race was going to flourish in its early days it would need to remain in the shadows, and preferably unlinked to his involvement. He wondered if the Iron Psion could keep a secret. He wondered if the Iron Psion had even heard him. Thumero has disappeared in an exploding mountain anything could have happened. He could be dead.
Unfortunately Gi'zeal couldn?t rely on that being the case so once again he traveled to seek out Thumero.
Gi'zeal - 17/30AP, 2MP - The Mu River
Again he was surprised at what he found: Before him sat a large boulder lying in the riverbed, the water flowing around it, faint lines of light flickered bellow its surface. Whatever this rock was he was fairly sure it Thumero was part of it. Perhaps he was trapped inside or worse he had been melted down and consumed, or his mind had fled his body into this new unfortunate host.
Tentatively he mentally reached out to contact it.
The moment his hand touched the rock he heard a screaming in his own head, ceaseless and primal. Still images of hunting and combat played out in rapid pace as the other senses grew dim and somehow... grabbed and held his hand in place. A low chatter of words and primal bleatings began to be heard but Gi'zeal yanked his hand away before it could impress any more of the mental onslaught further. His senses returned and the world became brighter against his eyes.
Well the Psion was definitely in there. Reeling for the moment Gi'zeal took a step back trying to take stock. There was some serious pain in Thumero but it clearly didn't relate to his current predicament. Some fear of animals, Hunters, an old combat with Venari? He wasn't sure, He didn't know how to help and most importantly it would not help him. The Psion was still alive so he needed to impart a message, and he might as well make use of the rock while he was at it.
Bracing himself he grabbed the boulder and letting his own energies flow into it he tried to make his own mind heard over the noise
"Thumero! You Tell no-one of the race you helped me create! I will repay your silence"
The maelstrom carried his message, though it joined the cacophony of screaming and chatter as the flow of images went frenetic again. and all senses felt muted rapidly fading to void as the tide of information grew too great.
Gi'zeal woke up floating on his back some distance down the river, supernovas still going off across his vision a faint chatter bouncing around his aching head.
Thumero had better have received the message. At the very least some mortals might be inclined to dig him out now.
After he had made his way through an entire colony of the lizards the swirling magma around Gi'zeal's wrist had cooled and fallen to the ground a cluster of deep purple stones with a heavy clatter.
The lizards had certainly changed shape, if it was the right shape or if something had gone drastically wrong he would find out later.
But more importantly if this race was going to flourish in its early days it would need to remain in the shadows, and preferably unlinked to his involvement. He wondered if the Iron Psion could keep a secret. He wondered if the Iron Psion had even heard him. Thumero has disappeared in an exploding mountain anything could have happened. He could be dead.
Unfortunately Gi'zeal couldn?t rely on that being the case so once again he traveled to seek out Thumero.
Gi'zeal - 17/30AP, 2MP - The Mu River
Again he was surprised at what he found: Before him sat a large boulder lying in the riverbed, the water flowing around it, faint lines of light flickered bellow its surface. Whatever this rock was he was fairly sure it Thumero was part of it. Perhaps he was trapped inside or worse he had been melted down and consumed, or his mind had fled his body into this new unfortunate host.
Tentatively he mentally reached out to contact it.
The moment his hand touched the rock he heard a screaming in his own head, ceaseless and primal. Still images of hunting and combat played out in rapid pace as the other senses grew dim and somehow... grabbed and held his hand in place. A low chatter of words and primal bleatings began to be heard but Gi'zeal yanked his hand away before it could impress any more of the mental onslaught further. His senses returned and the world became brighter against his eyes.
Well the Psion was definitely in there. Reeling for the moment Gi'zeal took a step back trying to take stock. There was some serious pain in Thumero but it clearly didn't relate to his current predicament. Some fear of animals, Hunters, an old combat with Venari? He wasn't sure, He didn't know how to help and most importantly it would not help him. The Psion was still alive so he needed to impart a message, and he might as well make use of the rock while he was at it.
Bracing himself he grabbed the boulder and letting his own energies flow into it he tried to make his own mind heard over the noise
"Thumero! You Tell no-one of the race you helped me create! I will repay your silence"
The maelstrom carried his message, though it joined the cacophony of screaming and chatter as the flow of images went frenetic again. and all senses felt muted rapidly fading to void as the tide of information grew too great.
Gi'zeal woke up floating on his back some distance down the river, supernovas still going off across his vision a faint chatter bouncing around his aching head.
Thumero had better have received the message. At the very least some mortals might be inclined to dig him out now.
attempt to make the substance Thumero is encased in/part of something of worth and desire to mortals.
As Thumero isn't consciously trying to make his crystals or wanting to be free and the boulder is lifeless rock I think the best I can do is a +2 with my disadvantage.
As Thumero isn't consciously trying to make his crystals or wanting to be free and the boulder is lifeless rock I think the best I can do is a +2 with my disadvantage.