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Long nights of studying are aplenty within the walls of Osrona as an aging generation attempts to step into the arts no longer within the walls. The secrets of Wayfinding having been lost to ticking hands of time there is a small group that looks to unlock the potential within such a craft once more. Though they have found themselves capable of minor feats just how much time it is beginning to take to make meaningful progress begins to frustrate them. Namely one member in particular.
 
"GRAAAAAAAAMPS! Just where did you run off to!?
 
Seiiiifeeeerrr?!"
 
The Stellus screams out as she pulls at violet hairs atop her head, a frustrated sigh venting from parted lips. Dull golden eyes close, Claramonde begins to think of just where her grandfather could've went when he stepped through that portal years ago. She didn't even know where to send letters. Worst of all, he had taken her grandmother on that extended vacation as well. Understandably, the aging couple needed some years off. But, she needed him now more than ever before to reach her goal.
 
"That's it. I'm coming. I'll find you."
 
The rest of the group has been long asleep, but Claramonde, Claramonde hadn't had to sleep in many years. In fact, she was incapable of doing so due to some magical means. Long nights for everyone else were even longer for her. And this one? Well, this one was about to get weird. Focusing on everything she knew. Everything she could possibly muster the woman looked to touch on her attunement with the Lifestream. She carried the weapon her grandmother fought with for decades after all. If there was any key to where he was, it was there.
  
Lifting her hands and motioning them in wide circles above her head the Stellus would manage to conjure a portal-like door to the Lifestream. Something much larger than she had been able to craft in the past. Perhaps in this desperate frustration she was able to tap into something deep within. Sadly for the woman this wouldn't go quite as planned. The lining of the door would begin to wobble and then, it snapped. The energy held within would burst outward within the blink of an eye. It would consume everything within the room. Claramonde as well as all those sleeping after their night of study. But.. just where were they?

This certainly wasn't where her grandfather had gone.

 
 

 

Attendees: Claramonde akh Gardios, Nymeria lux Dayndros, Wynne Meztin, Milon ven Grimmore, Kasimir Petrakis

Risk: Up to DM!

Rewards: Wayfinding Dev!

Tone: Sleepover gone wrong. Down for any adventure someone feels like. Time travel/Realm travel/Stuck within the Lifestream. Whatever interests you!

DM: This could be you!

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