8 - 006: Another Strand in the Web

[K Man]

Deciding that now is not the time for rest - fearful that nightmares will consume you - you make your way across the glades of tall grass towards the solitary window in the night.

As you near the tower, well outside of Seafreeze city limits, you notice it is an impressive thing. Like so many towers of legend where mad mages sit miles high in the sky and practice bizarre rituals, this tower is as though straight from those legends.

It's at least a hundred feet tall, if not moreso, and only a single window provides alternate access near the very roof. The other access is a door, even from here glittering with a smooth metal surface, and about eight feet tall. Next to the door is a figure, well over 8 feet tall and rigid as though dead.

The figure is muscled, overly so, and certainly not made from stone or other materials, but flesh of varying colors. In the moonlight, the figure looks like a much larger version of Arturick's creations, the stitched together dead. The smell proves that as it taints the salty sea smell coming from the cliffs behind the tower with a rotting corpse smell.

It stands, almost over the door ...doing nothing....

All in all, this tower is extremely uninviting.
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[Toptomcat]

If he's got such a thing guarding his door, he must have the entire place under his thumb.
Graak plays big, armed, and stupid as the group approaches the tower, closely following Japic like a bodyguard.

[Japic]

Casting prestidigitation (at a safe distance) Drop'Gar adjusts the harmonics of his voice to closely resemble Arturick. He then uses the hat to take on Artuirck's form.

"If you guys are up to this, we can give it a try. But whatever happens, be wary in the time ahead. Many things may not be what they seem."

[BluSpecs]

"Lets do this thing"

Londo flanks "Arty" and tries to match step and position with Graak