TIP: To get lots of sulfur (or any other randomly found potion ingredient) go find a patch of it on the map. Now--Walk back and forth so the pink item dots on your magic map go in and out of its border. After 100 or so times it will have generated more than enough sulfer to suit your needs.
P.S. Go to the Macheon's (sp?) Lab under Cademia (near mushrooms) to make potions. It has a distiller, an urn of water, and a bed not 10 steps from eachother!
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Hmm, should we continue discussing the TS here, or would it be worth the time to create a feedback topic, like the one from Echoes?
EDIT: Although the next TS may not be started until sometime in February (due to the customary delay between TSs, the beginning of school, etc.), should I go ahead and bump this topic so that it may be used as a place to discuss ideas for the next TS?
This post has been edited by Selax : 16 January 2007 - 09:27 PM
I tried it a couple more times, once in the way I usually go about the game (Hector –> Meleager –> Timon –> Aethon) with all the missions in between, and once in a bizarre order (Aethon –> Timon –> Meleager –> Dryas –> Hector –> Ariadne), completing as few missions as possible. The first time I got it after Aethon joined as usual, and the second time I didn't get it until I learned lockpicking (after all the other aforementioned stuff). This probably has to do with causality again, for example Seldane's method of getting the edible strange device is one method that works, but it's not the only way (I've gotten it on non-rogue games without dividing food before). In the same way, lockpicking may very well be one way to produce the shroom steak, but it isn't the only way. The conclusion? It's a glitch. 😛
Avatara suddenly drops to his knees and squeezes his eyes shut, wincing in pain and gripping the staff tightly. The group rush over, but are afraid that contact might cause even more damage. After a minute of pain, Avatara opens his eyes, grits his teeth, puts on a straight face, and stands up.
"I was just caught unexpectedly, theDarkDragon was right about the mental torment. Its fine now, it'll just take a bit getting used to."
"I'm a controversial figure. My friends either dislike me or hate me."
Ok, I am going to try to finish the TS now. I shall do my best to keep all of the characters in character. If there are any alterations that anybody wishes me to make to this last post please let me know.
Altérius was beginning to get worried. The group had apparently freed the harpies and sent them on a mission to destroy the Ulkesh crystals, because everyone was now casting spells , unrestrained.
Every time he cast Rally in hopes of steeling his men, something horrific and terrifying would happen. He could feel the morale of his troops weakening. One moment skeletons were charging every which way and whirlwinds were wreaking havoc upon his men, the next, necromancers were literally sucking the life from the ruffians nearby him and giant shards of ice were raining from the sky. In the distance, he began to hear the horrendous shrieking of the harpies—they were joining the fight.
“Perdius has abandoned me,” he said bitterly. He began to cast spells more vigorously.
Wizard knocked a ruffian unconscious with the end of his staff and then quickly ducked to avoid a small projection of hatred. At first he assumed it to be Satori, but a quick glance told him otherwise. This is becoming very disturbing, he told himself as he watched Talryn release blasts of hatred continually. There’s something darker in him than I’ve ever noticed before.
Another ruffian charged up behind him; it was only his quick turn and slice with his sword that prevented him from being pushed on the ground.
The fight went on and on without any visible end. Talryn had been casting several whirlwinds and other druidic spells, but then, he seemed to lose his strength. Wizard saw him fall to one knee. He felt Talryn focus very forcibly on a certain spell, “He’s trying to protect us,” Wizard thought aloud as he realized. He looked up and saw thousands of shards of ice whirling high over their heads, ready to kill everything underneath them. Talryn’s arms were trembling; Wizard sensed his desperate desire to stop the ice from falling, but he also detected much distress inside his body. Much of the ice was already falling. One large piece then struck Talryn’s leg, but he had already fallen to the ground unconscious.
As all of the ice fell to the ground indiscriminately, Wizard did his best to protect the group from it as Talryn had tried. He threw up his arms and a telekinetic shield formed over their heads. The barrier could not hold forever, though. Fortunately, Medoc realized that Wizard needed help and shot as powerful a fireball he could muster into Wizard’s shield. Rather than resisting it, the wall absorbed it. Many of the ice chips began to melt. Wizard held it for as long as he could, but some splinters slipped through. One fell directly for his head; Wizard watched see it slowly descended towards him, but he was too busy trying to destroy the others to stop it. Rapierian acted the quickest and jumped on the old man, pushing him out of the way. The ice tumbled harmlessly into the mud.
Altérius had been distracted by the storm at first, but when he saw the other side expend a great deal of energy trying to stop it, he knew that it was time for him to push his attack harder.
He cast Rally again and then summoned several golems to help. They began to push the group back.
Phaedrus and Toreon were still fighting. Retsy was in the building trying to recover from a wounded leg, and Talryn lay on the ground. Satori was actually terminating several ruffians with her scythe.
Wizard was getting up out of the mud when a golem flew at him. Rapierian was still beside him, though, and shot the golem into a ruffian with a bolt of lightning.
“I thought you didn’t’ use light magic,” Wizard teased, truly grateful for Rapierian’s aid.
“Who said anything about ‘light?’” came the answer before he cast some other enchantment upon the nearest enemy.
Wizard attacked another ruffian, but he addressed Rapierian as he spoke, “Rapierian, I think we have to deal with the ruffian leader. He is making them win this fight.”
“How do you intend to get past every single ruffian to kill their leader other than killing them all?”
Wizard thought for a moment. The magic-dampening crystals were gone now thanks to the harpies, and that opened up hundreds of possibilities—Wizard selected one. “Simple,” he muttered with a gesture of his hand. Suddenly, he and Rapierian flew into the air and out of sight inconceivably fast; a moment later they landed next to Altérius.
The ruffian leader was surprised, which gave Rapierian time to cast fear on him. “You fool, I am not that susceptible to your power,” Altérius shouted. He was very quick, Wizard admitted, for in the first few seconds he managed to shoot a fireball at both Rapierian and Wizard. He focused on Wizard, who was already very tired from all the spells he had cast within the last few minutes, which was his mistake. Altéius dove on the old mage like a wild animal, shooting fire with one hand and cutting at him with his sword.
Rapierian had recovered quickly from the fireball and ran at the ruffian leader. He summoned up a skeleton to attack Altérius and stabbed at him with another bolt of lighting. Wizard managed to push the leader off of him. As Rapierian’s skeleton battled the leader, Wizard grabbed three nearby ruffians. With his mind, he convinced them that their leader was actually their enemy: he must be killed. A skeleton, three ruffians, and two mages were now attacking Altérius.
Altérius shouted a few incantations and raised a fire golem to defend him. The golem dealt with the ruffians easily enough, but when Rapierian and Wizard focused on it, it could not win. Altérius began to desperately cast spells. Lightning, fire, raising golems, and some ice spells, he exhausted them all. Wizard was having the most trouble, but Rapierian pushed nearer and nearer the ruffian leader. When he was in reach, he stretched out his hand toward the leader’s mouth. Altérius could almost feel his life begin to pull out of him and into the necromancer’s hand, but he retreated swiftly.
Medoc was a little concerned. Neither Rapierian nor Wizard were there to help them. The ruffians were pushing them further and further into the building where the kesh was made.
“Where’s Satori?” he thought as he looked around. He shrugged, maybe she was killing some ruffians elsewhere; he hoped that to be the case.
Rapierian shot more lightning at Altérius, who absorbed it. “You think that would kill me so easily?” he laughed. In truth, he was losing his nerve.
“No,” Wizard replied, letting go of his sword, “but I expect this might.” His sword telekinetically flew forward in Altérius’ direction. Without warning, though, and to Rapierian’s horror, his skeleton pushed its attack harder, stepping between Wizard and Altérius. The sword pierced the skeleton’s head, rather than the ruffian leader’s.
Altérius found this hysterical and burst into laughter. He immediately and inexplicably stopped, though. Both Rapierian and Wizard stared at him. His face went pale as he looked down. Through his heart, from the back, the tip of a harpie’s pointed tail protruded. He stared forward again and silently sank to his knees. Harpies began to pour by them; they had arrived with reinforcements and were ready for their revenge.
Rapierian turned with the harpies and began to push through the ruffians at the rear of their line. Wizard remained for a moment, gazing at Altérius, before he too left. Altérius fell face-first into the mud, dead.
Toreon and Pheadrus were indescribably relieved when they saw Wizard and Rapierian pushing through the ruffians in their direction. The fight looked as though it had a definite victor now. With the harpies, and the death of the ruffian leader, the group was winning easily now.
“Rapierian,” Wizard began while everyone was still fighting,” There’s just one thing bothering me.”
“What would that be?” Rapierian asked as he knocked a ruffian aside.
“Well, that man. While he was dying, I had enough time to quickly search his mind. He believed himself to be the leader of these ruffians, but don’t you think he was too weak. He didn’t even realize that a harpy was behind him. I don’t know about you, but I don’t know of any way that I could make that mistake.”
“Yes, I thought that was odd too. Do you suppose that there is another that is above him?” Rapierian thought for a moment.
Before Wizard could reply, a small twinge itched at the back of his head and he felt the familiar touch of magic. He looked over, Medoc had felt it, too.
He turned and threw his hands up as a bolt of lightning came from behind. A mage, the young man who had slapped Altérius earlier and had spent most of the fight inside his cabin, was standing tall behind them, a trapdoor wide open at his side.
From the left of Wizard came a cry of pain, Retsy lay on the ground with a large wound across her leg. Toreon yelled something about it being serious this time. Wizard was worried. The group was weakening. The mage threw yet another bolt of lightning, Wizard blocked it again. Then he felt it a gnawing force that was intensifying. He spun round just in time to face the wave of palpable hatred, he lost consciousness.
Wizard awoke. The battle was over. Though he was still a little bewildered about what had happened, he could tell that the harpies had retreated, for he could neither see nor sense them. They had lost, Wizard realized.
His hands were bound behind his back, and new magic-dampening crystals had been put in place. He looked up and saw Satori standing nearby, not bound. In fact, she seemed almost happy
“You see I found that your little companion here was a rather angry person.” Wizard’s gaze settled on the man who had spoken. It was the mage who had shot lightning at him.
“It was you then? The other man, he was just your lieutenant?” Wizard asked.
The second mage replied, “What? Altérius? Oh, he was just a simpleton who I found to be convenient to recruit. I overestimated him, though. He nearly bungled all my plans; in fact, he would have had I not stepped in, with the help of your friend here.” He gestured towards Satori. “I thought one of your numerous mages would have figured this out by now: she is well in its simplest forms completely consumed by hatred, and as I also know all mages are taught how to at least amplify their emotions to persuade others. So all it took here was a little bit of my own anger to sway her into attacking you, and now all its taking is a lot of happiness to make her passive. Simple eh?” the mage was grinning obviously pleased with himself.
“Yes, very simple, but when she realizes what you’ve done, you’ll lose control. She’ll come after you with more fiery than you could ever prepare for.”
“Sadly, you are right. She will overcome this and will have to be executed, but not so soon as the rest of you.” He shouted an order to a burly ruffian wielding an ax. The executioner walked toward Phaedrus. As the ruffian was nearing Phaedrus, the young mage put his hand up, signaling for him to wait, and began to speak again, “You know, you’ve all cost me a lot. Firstly, you freed my personal harpies; fought my men in a battle, and killed many of them, I might add; and then, you kill my second in command; and now, you still hope to kill me.”
Phaedrus glanced up sharply. “Phaedrus,” the true ruffian leader said, “I don’t have to be a telepath to know that; it’s written on your faces. But yes, it was I who was troubling your sleep those nights when you were still traveling here. My, that seems so long ago now. . . Oh well, I’m sorry to have to kill you all. Had you minded your own business and not meddled in my affairs, I would have let you live.” He waved his hand and the ruffian neared Phaedrus. Suddenly he stopped and clutched his chest, water dribbling from his mouth.
The mage raised his eyebrow in question and walked toward Phaedrus. “That must be a powerful spell indeed to still be cast in the presence of this crystal.” He stared at the group for a moment before he addressed another ruffian, “Go, see if you can find any more crystals. I fear that those harpies have destroyed most of my stash.”
Wizard turned his head back to Satori, Satori! Satori, listen to me! I understand. We need you; please help us.
Please. Please, don’t let this happen. You can stop it. You know that one crystal can not stop you if you focus on it. You know that he is controlling you, and you know that we need your help.
For the first time since he had regained consciousness, Satori stared him in the face. “Run. . .”she whispered.
The bands that had been about his hands loosened, along with everyone else’s. Satori slowly raised her hands and a white light gradually began to emanate from around her. The ruffian leader snapped his head around, “What are you doing. No!” In vain, he shot lightning at her, but she absorbed it, the light growing larger and larger.
The group stood transfixed. Satori, completely enclosed in a shield of light, seemed to float a few yards from the ground due to the force of the spell she was preparing. Wizard finally came to his senses, “Run!”
As everyone else fled, Wizard took one moment to glance back at Satori. Her face held sorrow and anger in an odd mix. He didn’t linger long, but he did see one tear form over her eye before it softly rolled down her cheek, leaving a watery streak behind it. Run, he heard her mind thinking quietly. He turned and ran, sorrow on his own face.
The ruffian leader, Perdius, was too busy trying to stop Satori to be preoccupied by the group. “Satori, they have tricked you. They are your enemies. Satori. Listen to me!” He shouted louder and louder before he gave up. He turned to run; many of his men had already done so.
Satori gathered all of her power, all of her hatred. The force soon became too powerful to be contained inside her body and began to grow around her.
The group had reached the front gate and were running outside with all haste.
Satori now drifted in an aura of hatred and enmity. She turned her eyes skyward, her face filled with anguish, as she let it consume her. Her body became, in essence, a pure vessel of energy, of hatred. It overcame her completely.
Perdius took one look back, in utter horrification.
Satori relaxed her will. . . she let go of all the power she had amass. It was unleashed, everything, in an immense explosion. The intensity was so great that it flew out as a nova in every direction. The group had barely reached the edge of the wood when they heard the thunderous explosion.
It erupted outwards, incinerating everything. Fortunately for Perdius, Sideline dove on him, pushing him down the trap door he had come out of earlier. The force of her hatred was so great that it seemed to happen very fast, but Wizard sensed it as it worked its way outward. It infested every body, living or dead, every building, structure, blade of grass,or particle of dirt in its way. It tore everything apart so fast and moved on to the next that it appeared almost was unstoppable. All the ruffians that were running vanished behind the light, nothing left of them. The buildings were completely dismantled as the people had been.
In a second it had grown to the full size of the encampment, a sphere stretching high into the sky, and in the next, it was gone, along with everything that had been near it. Some of the trees on the outskirts of the forest had been pulled from their roots and been completely demolished into nothingness.
Though the explosion had destroyed much, there was some debris that was sent flying in every direction, whatever small amount had not been torn apart.
The group scrambled to its feet and gazed back in shock. They made their way back into the encampment amidst some rubble that lie about. Wizard walked to where Satori had stood and looked around. Medoc came up next to him. “It was a very noble gesture. There was more emotion left in her than I had thought.”
Wizard nodded, “Yes, there was.”
“Do you think she survived?”
He paused before shaking his head and speaking in a deeply sober voice , “I truly don’t know.”
Not long after, the harpies returned for their eggs, which miraculously had survived. As the harpies began to travel west again, one remained behind to collect the eggs. During this time, Rapierian found Sideline. Sideline set out on his own to wherever he planned to go.
Finally, the last of the harpies had left the ruins save one. The rest of the group had been waiting, Medoc treating wounds. Wizard gave the harpy the last egg. It’s been a pleasure, my friend, he told it as he handed the precious object to the creature.
Weary and sore, the group prepared to leave as well. “Ohh, it’s been a long day,” Wizard said with a sigh as they took their first step toward home.
"Oh, I can handle that, silly old fellow," Rapierian announced suddenly. "My book tells all about it. Would you like to hear it? Do you have time?"
He burst into laughter at that but stopped when Shanadar grabbed him and shook him.
"You'd better be telling the truth and not try to pull any tricks," the Enforcer threatened. "If you try anything, I will make you regret it."
"Eh, no need for empty threats. This place is boring."
The necromancer turned and went over to one of the runes along the wall.
Carefully, he turned it clockwise, stopping after a moment. He went around the cavern, making similar changes.
As he did so, the portal changed; a pale image began to form in its center.
"That's Cademia and the Tavern," Aster said in relief.
"Oh, is it? My mistake I should try to send us into this cavern in the future...after it's filled with rock."
"Are you done?" Shanadar growled, glancing around the shaking room.
"Why not? Seems fine to me."
"Thanks," Chrysothemis said suddenly. "Thank you all. I owe you a debt I can never repay."
Rapierian casually turned to Chrysothemis.
"Having met you, I'm disappointed. You are boring, easy to see where your kid gets it from. You should lighten up! Have a few laughs! I mean, why so serious?"
Laughing, he turned and entered the portal.
"Don't listen to him, milady. He's just crazy," Shanadar told her. "It was an honor to meet you." Turning to Radik, he added, "Thanks for your aid. It was good to have met you."
Radik himself, limping on the leg that had been stabbed, wandered near the time portal. He began to think about what life would be like in the future and compared it with what he had left in the past.
The Enforcer entered the rift, followed by Aster who nodded shyly to Chrysothemis.
Only Radik, the Wizards, and Chrysothemis remained.
The older Wizard smiled at Chrysothemis and his younger self. "I guess I had best be going."
Younger Wizard nodded and walked next to Chrysothemis, "Don't worry, I'll stay behind and take Chrysothemis back to where she belongs. She'll be safe now." The portal was growing quite large now, and the entire cavern had begun to shake violently.
"What about your memories? I don't remember any of this ever happening." Old Wizard yelled to himself.
"Hmm. . ." Young Wizard thought for a moment. "You're right, I can't risk letting these memories interfere with my actions in seven hundred years. After I take Chrysothemis home, I will return to my cottage and erase these memories. I won't know any of this happened until seven hundred years from now." A huge rock fell from the ceiling, nearly crushing the younger Wizard. As he dove to the side, his hand caught on the fringe of the time portal and he vanished for a moment. Older Wizard gasped in horror as this was certainly going to mess up the timeline, but a second later, young Wizard went flying back out through the spinning portal and slammed into the wall.
Relieved, the older Wizard grinned, "I guess it behaves differently on the outskirts, then?"
Young Wizard was dazed again, but he stood up and replied, "Yes, I guess it does."
"Now, you, Chrysothemis, and Radik had best get out of here, the whole cavern is going to collapse at this rate." Wizard was right, more rocks had started to fall from the cavern ceiling high overhead and everything was shaking uncontrollably.
"Well, don't worry, I'll erase all of these memories. I'm not supposed to have them yet. Good luck, all of you!" Young Wizard looked into his older version's eyes for a moment, "And you be careful. I sensed a lot of unrest in your mind earlier. . . Just be sure not put too much strain on yourself."
"You too. Now go!"
Young Wizard shouted one last comment over the noise, "I guess the adventure ends here for you, but for me, it's just beginning."
Wizard took a final glance at his younger self and Chrysothemis and then turned his focus to the portal before them. "Well, I suppose that's why I don't remember this cavern. And after this, it's not going to exist anymore." The portal had grown to encompass nearly the entire cavern. The cavern itself was beginning to crumble to pieces as more and more rocks fell from the ceiling.
Wizard stepped through the portal and disappeared into the future.
The younger Wizard and Chrysothemis turned to exit when the ground heaved under them suddenly. The caves around them began to grind and break.
Radik lost his balance and stumbled backward. . .right into the mouth of the time portal.
"Radik!" Chrysothemis cried.
"Oh dear," the young Wizard said. "I hope that was supposed to happen. Nothing we can do now. Come on! Run!"
The two turned and ran as fast as they could.
They had just barely exited the cavern system when it collapsed behind them with a deafening crash.
Some time later, they entered Catamarca, cautiously in the dead of night.
"You're sure no one here will remember what happened?" she asked him.
"No, they won't. Tomorrow, everyone here will wake up and, as far as they will know, you were simply feeling ill for a couple of days and rested at your house."
"You don't plan on remembering either, do you?" she asked sadly.
"No, it's too dangerous for me to have such knowledge at this point. But don't worry. I will leave a reminder in my head to watch over you. I shall do so, even if I don't know why."
"That's a relief," she said, with a slight smile.
Turning, she quietly entered her house.
With a sigh, the younger Wizard watched her go.
He himself turned and strode toward the woods.
He didn't doubt that Bahoudin would show up soon. They would need to speak about Chrysothemis's safety before he wiped his memory of this event. The elementals had almost certainly watched events but had refrained from interfering for fear of attracting unwanted attention.
Speaking of unwanted attention...
Wizard turned and glanced behind him.
The man who had followed Shanadar earlier now walked behind him.
"You can drop the disguise, you know," he said with amusement.
The other's expression did not change.
As they walked in and out of the shadows, they passed briefly under a large tree.
As they emerged out of its shadow, Wizard glanced back and saw that the young man had been replaced by a tall being, pale of face, hooded and cloaked in a robe as dark as the deepest shadows around them.
Selax followed Wizard as he went deeper into the woods.
The heroes found themselves standing outside Cademia.
Shanadar took a quick glance around and satisfied himself that this was indeed his city and that it was safe.
"Well, that was interesting," Wizard said. "I suppose that one of us will have to report all of this to Sacas."
Shanadar chuckled and together the group headed toward the city.