I will head to the dining hall to see if anyone is still there or see if there is anything left to eat. If there are any servants I'd also ask whereI could safely store the herbs until morning.
Edited: Thomaslee on 19th Dec, 2017 - 5:37pm
Thomas the old lady just tells you her name is Lisa and of no great importance. She is just happy that she can help at the stronghold. Remember Thomas you do not get there until very late in the night. You would probably not see the others until the next day.
Rachel and Ghost head for the dining hall as Vickie and the tall strong guard head for the training grounds.
Jason, Qwantithalica, and Grant head towards the dining hall too after working on the item.
In a somewhat better mood than I had been this afternoon, I'll quickly grab a few things and look to have a seat by the others.
"The monocle is coming along well, I should have it finished early tomorrow afternoon, then I'll get to test it out on that batch of magic items just recovered."
Taking my time at the buffet, I plan out my meal slowly, no longer in a rush to go somewhere. Laying out various cheeses, fruits and vegetables, I add some light meats and sit down with the rest of the gang. Trying to savour each bite, I engage in conversation, discussing the day's progress. "The production of magic items seems pretty pedantic. I was honestly expecting more glows, sparks, special effects, weird sounds, etc. I guess if I did see that, it probably would mean 'RUN!', eh? "I grin. :I hope, soon enough, I'll be making my own items. Preparation means not running out when we need it."
"Yeah, like my brother the nukee tells me about his work, it is disappointingly boring, and you want it to stay that way."
"In any case, what kind of things were you hoping to make? I could certainly use someone to shoulder some of the crafting list."
“I was thinking to research some of the options. Something to boost my ability to deal with the creatures we are encountering? Or something to enhance my innate talents?“
Out of Character: : intelligence and Charisma boosting items. Not wanting to metagame in character, but headband /cloak to boost primary skills.
I nod, "Definitely room for such things. I'm not quite there yet, but I hope to be able to start making homunculi soon. A Dedicated Wright would almost double my ability to craft things, and since none of us came to this world with a small and fuzzy scout, I could build a small and less fuzzy one."
"Rachel, I'm sorry I didn't think about the language barrier before, I take it things with the kids turned out okay there."
After making some small talk, I'll turn to my companion and ask in Elvish. "While we have a chance, I would like to talk to someone about the finding, learn more of it, and what it means for us. Who here would know that you would be comfortable speaking with?"
The night passes quietly with nothing new happening around the strong hold. The Morning is totally different. Everyone hears a loud sound nearby to the south and west. The guards tell of seeing a bright flash in the trees.
Jonathan you step out of the door into another bright sunny day. You are momentary blinded by the sun and when your vision clears you see tress around you. Looking behind you you see trees. The ground is firm but you are clearly in the woods somewhere but no longer where you once were. In fact you feel like your insides were ripped out and then thrown back into you haphazardly. You can hear a slight ringing in your ears as you eyes continue to recover from the blindness from the sun the sound in your ears recedes too.