Something Wicked, Part 3

Notes

Finally the day of the big invasion and underground undertaking came. These event messages were seen on December 2nd 2000, and are provided by Kirsy.

Action

At about 16:14 all over Wehnimers Area and in the wilds we heard: A creaking and shuddering sound echoes from far below, as if something ancient were stirring deep within the ground.

At about 16:56 Elven Time we all heard: A sudden silence seems to pass over the ground for a moment. The birds cease their singing, the leaves quiet their rustling as the wind goes dead - then, there is a faint rumbling and grating of something far below, and the world returns to as it was a moment before.

Notes

The linden trees flowered, and in our need to retrieve their blossoms yellow, we tried a number of things, eventually shaking the tree to make the blossoms fall to the ground. I picked one up. It was a heady moment. I watched as lorekeeper Fiontar directed the mixing of the ingredients in the kettle in River's Rest. Below, you will read a log of the Teras mixing provided by Wyxer.

Action

[Ora Street]
A bespectacled old dwarf stands before a granite statue, lecturing a group of children. Perhaps a hundred feet to the east, the canyon walls tower overhead. You also see a large green chameleon, a large frog (sitting), the Arf disk, a sleek golden-eyed lemur (sitting) and a flowering linden tree.
Also here: Lord Kinjitehavok, Lord Daergard, Lord Daammus, Lady Talsh, Lady Mirea, Barttonium, Lynvaile, Lady Nynaere, Lord Barachado, Lady Gravena, Ashleigh, Arf, Lord Scintillion, Soulpieced, Lady Pyrocite, Iaz, Razcor, Shadowdragon, Lord Telagan, Dhisear, Lord Doomkilla, Nindon, Qikir, Boomsplat, Artistansas, Anlisa
Obvious paths: east, west.

With a single fluid motion, Anlisa grasps a stout branch and severs it from the linden tree with her Dwarven court knife!

Lynvaile says, "We must move a bit away from the tree first."

Anlisa's group just went east.

[Ora and Dragonswing]
A large stone building abuts the canyon wall.
Also here: Lady Mirea, Barttonium, Lynvaile, Lady Nynaere, Lord Barachado, Lady Gravena, Ashleigh, Arf, Lord Scintillion, Soulpieced, Lady Pyrocite, Iaz, Razcor, Shadowdragon, Lord Telagan, Dhisear, Lord Doomkilla, Nindon, Qikir, Boomsplat, Lady Talsh, Anlisa
Obvious paths: west.

Lynvaile says, "We go not want unwelcome ingredients falling in."

Lynvaile lifts the small copper kettle toward the sky, and pronounces in a solemn voice, "Imaera, Mother of All Noble Races, bless this vessel and its contents during our task. Guide our minds and hands as we seek to end this unnatural scourge which preys upon the children and the elders of the very races you have nurtured."

Lynvaile places the small copper kettle gently on the ground, and closing her eyes, slowly passes her hands over the kettle, reciting:

"Hard spirits...to reduce barriers and to meld!"

"Linden blossoms...bane to insects, counter to the feithidmor!"

"Aloeas stem...to bind and combine, to nurture a new result from disparate elements!"

"Linden bough...cut from the new tree, the new hope,...a new ward!"

Lynvaile sighs.

Nynaere put a yellow linden blossom in a small copper kettle that is on the ground.

Lynvaile appears confused and concerned.

Nynaere put some aloeas stem in a small copper kettle that is on the ground.

Lynvaile asks, "Now some blossom?"

Anlisa furrows her brow.

Lynvaile exclaims, "Oh!"

A young lad dashes into the room, hands Anlisa a message and dashes off.

Ashleigh blinks.

Anlisa says, "Apparently, the rogue's guild is unaware of this catastrophe."

With a look of resignation, Lynvaile tips the small copper kettle over, spilling it's contents onto the ground.

With only a cursory glance at the discarded contents, Lynvaile returns her attention to the kettle as she sets it back upright and prepares to start anew.

Lynvaile says, "Now.. let us try this carefully this time.."

With only a cursory glance at the discarded contents, Anlisa returns her attention to the kettle as she sets it back upright and prepares to start anew.

Gravena hurls a stream of fire at a small copper kettle!

The small copper kettle glows with a warm aura, then takes on a soft ruddy glow as the heat is absorbed and the flames dissipate.

The odor of scorching linden blossom and aloeas stem fills the air above the kettle.

Some blossoms and aloeas stems blanch and wilt against the hot metal.

With a look of resignation, Anlisa tips the small copper kettle over, spilling it's contents onto the ground, and the glow of magical heat fades from the kettle's bottom.

With only a cursory glance at the discarded contents, Anlisa returns her attention to the kettle as she sets it back upright and prepares to start anew.

Pyrocite pours some of her whiskey into the small copper kettle.
Pyrocite pours some of her whiskey into the small copper kettle.
Pyrocite pours some of her whiskey into the small copper kettle.
Pyrocite pours some of her whiskey into the small copper kettle.
Pyrocite pours some of her whiskey into the small copper kettle.
Pyrocite pours some of her whiskey into the small copper kettle.

Lynvaile asks, "Let's make sure that is as powerful as can be... I need a wizard volunteer please?"

Lynvaile asks, "Gravena?"

Lynvaile asks, "Please cast some minor fire at it?"

Lynvaile says, "Let's heat it up good and hot."

Gravena gestures and utters a phrase of magic.

Gravena gestures at a small copper kettle.

Gravena hurls a stream of fire at a small copper kettle!

The small copper kettle glows with a warm aura, then takes on a soft ruddy glow as the heat is absorbed and the flames dissipate.

The whiskey in the kettle bubbles, filling the air with a sweet odor with a slight medicinal edge to it.

Lynvaile beams!

Anlisa says, "Ahh, perfect."

Lynvaile exclaims, "We're cooking!"

Lynvaile asks, "Okay.. Anlisa.. the branch?"

Anlisa says, "It needs a blossom. Just one."

>look in ketttle
Is this supposed to be a hot toddy with just a bit of linden blossom and aloeas stem for garnish...? If not, then more blossoms and stems are in order.

The whiskey in the kettle bubbles, filling the air with a sweet odor with a slight medicinal edge to it.

Lynvaile asks, "Okay.. one blossom.. Ashleigh?"

Ashleigh put a yellow linden blossom in a small copper kettle that is on the ground.

Lynvaile asks, "Who has some stem?"

The sound of bubbling liquid can be heard.

Daergard put some aloeas stem in a small copper kettle that is on the ground.

A sweet earthy aroma rises from the kettle.

The pleasant sound of bubbling liquid comes from the kettle.

Anlisa studies the mixture in the kettle.

>look in ket
The mixture looks a bit on the thin side and too grey.

Lynvaile furrows her brow. The pleasant sound of bubbling liquid comes from the kettle.

>look in ket
The bubbling mixture is a dull golden color. The color seems right, but something's missing. Or maybe the potion simply contains some impurities...?

A sweet earthy aroma rises from the kettle.

Lynvaile says, "Impurities.."

Lynvaile asks, "Who has a white flask?"

Lynvaile asks, "Charlene, please pour it in?"

Charlane nods.

Charlane pours some liquid from her flask into the small copper kettle, where it mixes with the whiskey.

>look in ket
The mixture bubbles quietly with a bright golden color that seems just right.

A sweet earthy aroma rises from the kettle.

The mixture bubbles quietly with a bright golden color that seems just right.

You hear someone uttering a phrase of magic.

Kyard suddenly fades into view.

Kyard gestures at a small copper kettle.

Kyard hurls a roaring ball of fire at a small copper kettle!

The mixture ignites in a brilliant white flash and a loud PHOOMPH!

Overlayed by the purple after-image from the flash, a pale yellow cloud of smoke rises skyward.

Ashleigh points at a dark gnarled baton.

Anlisa exclaims, "Yes!!"

In the small copper kettle you see a dark gnarled baton.

>look baton
Looking closely at the gnarled baton, it appears to have a faint sheen to it and a distinctly yellowish cast. The baton is surprisingly light for its size, and the fiber of the wood appears to have been expanded in some way.

Lynvaile removes a gnarled modwir stick from in her heavy backpack.

Lynvaile asks, "Are you all ready?"

Anlisa raises her gnarled baton skyward!

Anlisa gazes intently at the linden tree. With a hesitant step she moves forward, slowly raising the baton in her hand. Softly, she begins to whisper an incantation.

As the incantation continues Anlisa's voice grows louder, more confident. The knuckles of her hand go white as she grips the baton more securely. The baton emits a low-pitched hum, so low it registers more in your stomach than in your ears.

The linden tree seems to echo back the low-pitched hum. The tree shudders, its branches rattling as though in a strong wind. Suddenly a crack appears at the base of the tree!

The ground trembles! The crack gradually widens until it's wide enough for a determined person to squeeze through!

[Ora Street]
A bespectacled old dwarf stands before a granite statue, lecturing a group of children. Perhaps a hundred feet to the east, the canyon walls tower overhead. You also see a narrow crack in the ground at the base of the tree, a sleek golden-eyed lemur (sitting), some silver coins, a large fruit bat, a large fruit bat, the Arf disk and a flowering linden tree.