Yeah - both of those are just byproducts of my old-man eyes not seeing well from the toolset and thinking there was a path down from those ledges that there turned out to not be. There's also a bug with a pitfall in one part of the dungeon Blue told me about that is a similar "Stuck" point. I got one fixed last night, but never heard of or saw the second one until now. I'll get it fixed when I get home tonight!
Forgiver, my dude. Falling into the gap on the way TO the dungeon is AWFUL. One good change today, not requiring a jump or a portal to even enter the zone, A+. But now if you fall (even if roped, because it doesn't actually work), you get stuck in an area you can't leave without a jump or portal.
Working telescopes (atm): old Celestron C8 SCT I purchased back in 1979, new Celestron OmniXLT 150 6" f/5 Newtonian, cheapo Meade 90mm f/8.8 refractor sniped off of eBay for $30 (these three I use on a Celestron AVX mount). Also a homebuilt 10" Dobsonian put together in 2010 and a homebuilt 6" Newtonian I made in H.S. c. 1966. Main imaging camera (atm) is a Canon 60D DSLR. The new camera is the SVBony SV305 Pro - plan to use it as a guide camera and for moon/planetary imaging.
They receive the DC benefit from items, but not from spell foci, since alchemist gas clouds are not spells. They also don't receive the bonus from the wild magic robe specifically since gas clouds can't wild magic.
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I look back on recent events, and though much of what I fight for has been achieved, there is a note of sadness. Death is always this way, for though the cycle of nature is renewed, emotions cannot be repaired. Thoughts and feelings turn to memories. In this case, I am not sure that the deaths have even given back to nature - I do not know what gods consist of, if anything, but the memories will stay.
I could not concieve that I would be having this thoughts when I set out from the crossroads those days ago. Waving goodbye to some strange dwarves from the clan blackbeard and setting off to follow the tracks of many people. The strange dwarf, Bullah, also followed me. The journey was much the same as usual. One of the wolves on the longroad decided to become my companion for a while, which aided the tracking.
Approaching Hamley though, we were brought up short by the sight of a large construct, seemingly made of iron, marching around the gates. Keeping our distance, we observed as the golem set about killing the spiders that so often attack. Then I spied beside the golem a fair lady who I had been introduced to before at the fire, Jur'ni. At first I was concerned, but soon it became apparent she had nothing to fear from the golem. We approached cautiously and she explained that it was helping to defend Hamley.
This bewildered me somewhat, but it appeared that the golem belonged to a priest who wandered around Hamley occasionaly, and he had commanded it to perform it's current duty. The golem did not appear to be functioning entirely correctly though, as it froze solid for periods of time, and at others would seemingly request a 'service golem', whatever one of those is. Another dwarf (this island seems to be teeming with them recently) called Ahira was also aiding Hamley, and seemed to know a lot about the golem. When the priest next returned, he was faced with a lot of questions.. mainly from my travelling companion Bullah. Bullah also seemed to have a habit of wondering off on his own, but I didn't take much notice of it at the time.
As things appeared to be under control, as much as I understood them, I made preparations to continue my journey. But just as I started stepping away I heard shouts from the Hamley guards. Turning and running back to the source of the shouting I saw the golem seemingly out of control, attacking and killing guards without end. A paladin named Jadran had seen the commotion and set about attacking the golem with Jur'ni. Ahira and I desperately searched for a way to regain control but just as the dwarf uttered some stange commands the golem was slain. The priest arrived shortly afterwards and looked in despair over his broken construct. There was nothing we could do to console him and he marched away to be by himself. Jur'ni vowed to stand watch over Hamley in the golems absense. As there was nothing more I could do, I moved on.
The trail I was following led west from Hamley. Snaked through Drakamyre Rise, and continued through the pass of ashes to the bridge. I paused for a moment, unsure it was wise to continue on my own, but I soon regained my confidence and strode forth.
Ah the wastes... what sadness this land beholds. One day, this place will return to it's former life.. I swear it.
Upon the barren land footprints were clearer to make out, though I could not see to far infront of me. Risking a little light (which barely made any difference) I crouched low and moved as swiftly as I could. The trail led to the camp, where I learned that odd things had been happening - strange sounds and lights had been seen in the distance in the far west. After thanking them, and staying at the camp for some refreshing water, I moved on... further into the wastes than I had travelled before.
Rocks and valleys I passed in my journey, and many strange beasts I had never seen the like of in the lush lands further south. But then I could see lights in the distance myself - flashes of orange and red. The ground shook at least once as well. I moved on, cautiously, until before I saw what looked like the half buried ruins of some ancient tower. From within came more sounds, and this time I could make out voices - of people I had travelled with, Lia and Andras, but also of one I knew well, Minah.. only this gods voice was.. different somehow. I crawled through the entrance but the sight I saw still took me by suprise.
Within I saw the two god siblings, Minah and Rathe, fighting each other vicously. Calling upon magics and anything to hurt each other. This was a scene that was not new to me. What suprised me was the sight of Rathe healing and tending to those that were hurt in the crossfire. The gods stepped apart for a while and I approached slowly. Lia saw me and said something aweful had happened - the gods powers had been swapped! Minah now possesed Rathe's cruelty, while Rathe had Minah's healing and compassion. Neither of them liked their state of affairs.. so they were not fully taken by the powers. The others around were trying to encourage them to fight the changes. Maybe it worked a little, for when Minah saw me she drew back, saying she did not wish me to see her in this state.
I did not know what to say or make of this situation. Even in her new power of evil, Minah wished for her powers of goodness back. Rathe did not want to give them back, if it was even possible. Minah tried to pressure him by hurting those around - Rathe would counter with healing and raising.
The Rathe came up with a plan to end it for all - the connection between siblings was as basic as life and death... if one sibling still lived, so would the other. It followed that we could only stop one, if they other were to die as well. Minah flew into outrage at these suggestions and dissappeared. Rathe informed us she was destroying SteinKries in her anger. He moved us there somehow and we arrived in a blood bath. Demons and fell beasts were running amoke, slaughtering all they came accross. We were all tested sorely against them. I was burned and then caught in a fellow adventurers blast of magic that forced me to my knees - I was not the only one caught and several innocents were injured as well. This is always the way with magic. But all we did looked like it was in vain - more and more fiends filled the places of those we had slain. That was when we heard the cry from Rathe - "Kill me!"
Andras turned and fired and arrow at him, wounding him. Minah's anger was fuelled even more, and she leapt to us trying to stop us. Again the cry from Rathe came and this time we all responded. Rathe must had permitted it because he opened himself to the effects of our weapons. As he died, Minah also fell. The earth shook around us, storms whipped up, lighting struck beside us, great lumps of firey rocks came tumbling down from the sky. A mightly thunderclap echoed around the whole of Thain, knocking us to our feet.. and then it was over...
We got up slowly, caught in the emotion of the events we had just witnessed. Was this truly it? Our group were silent for a while, tears shining in some eyes. I felt sad for the loss of Minah, but I believed her actions as much as Rathe's cause conflict in Thain. Some spoke sadly of the loss of balance, but I see it more as balance gained, with the loss of the violent extreme, maybe the way is clear now for peace.
But we must find it ourselves. To us now lies the task of keeping Thain. If we chose to continue the violent conduct of the god-siblings then conflict will continue. It is the dawn of a new age in Thain, where events will be shaped by our actions as mortals. The future of Thain is ours to nourish. Or ruin.
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I had seen Rathe changing over a long period of time - from the moment he gave me his promise that he would free Anyndur, I could tell there was something changing in him. He demanded nothing from me in return, and to release Anyndur so soon from what would otherwise have been an eternity of suffering in Hell was nothing less than an act of kindness from a god for whom I would have believed such an act impossible. He spoke of his sister at that time, as well...he told me that he loved her. Even Rathe was capable of compassion.
Since that meeting in the temple I encountered him several times...once, in Hamley, he slew a girl, only to save her again moments later. He seemed - confused, as though he didn't know what he wanted, or why he was behaving as he was. But when he rescued me...I had been overcome by orks in an attempt to escape the area alone, and had fallen among the hills, and he appeared to me and saved me, fighting off my enemies for me and sending me safely on my way. That was when I knew for sure - perhaps when we both realised - that not only did he possess his powers, but that those of Minah were beginning to come to him also. She had been away for so long - I believe he missed her. Why the transfer in power happened I cannot begin to know or explain, but it was not something which happened overnight.
Rathe had done many kindnesses for me during his change...it is strange, but despite the evil he has done, and the violence he has caused...it is somehow reassuring to know that he too was capable of goodness, and the aid he gave me over the past months, I will remember kindly. Nor will I forget his act at the end to save Thain from Minah's destruction...to give up his own power, his immortality, so that Thain could endure. Though I know that the goodness he showed was Minah's power, and not his...they were both equally capable of good and evil, as we saw at the end, and for the good that both did, I will remember them.
After it was over...I stood, speechless, staring at the spot where Rathe and Minah fell. I was not sure how I felt - I am still not sure how I feel. Relief that another evil is gone from Thain, relief that their wars are over...and sadness, too, at the loss of such good. But Elith spoke some wise words, telling us that Thain now truly lies in our hands, and that we are the ones now who must keep Thain safe. Andarus knows, I will protect Thain and its people to my last breath, but I too would see it done so peaceably...I would not see the wars I have heard of in the past repeat themselves.