<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Belanor.jpg)</div><strong>Dask</strong><br/><strong>Current Identity:</strong>Mirodas<br/>Changeling Alienist<br/><strong>HP:</strong>51/51 ;<strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Memorized (CL 10, DC 15 + spell level)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>5th (3/day + 1) - <em>Baleful Polymorph, Greater Blink</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Overland Flight</em> + <em>Wall of Stone</em></li><li>4th (4/day + 1) - <em>Charm Monster, <del>Greater Resistance</del></em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Mordenkainen's Black Tentacles, Polymorph</em> + <em>Dimension Door</em></li><li>3rd (4/day + 1) - <em>Haste, Haste, Shrink Item, Unluck</em>(Spell Compendium) + <em>Stinking Cloud</em></li><li>2nd (5/day + 1) - <em>Invisibility, Mirror Image, Mirror Image, Rope Trick, Web</em> + <em>Glitterdust</em></li><li>1st (6/day + 1) - <em>Grease, Nerveskitter</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Ray of Clumsiness</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Shield, True Strike, True Strike</em> + <em>Benign Transposition</em></li><li>0th (4/day + 1) - <em>Detect Magic, Detect Magic, Launch Item</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Prestidigitation</em> + <em>Caltrops</em>(Spell Compendium)</li></ul></div></div><hr/><br/>It had been a week since Dask first arrived in the famed City of Coin.  A week since Andaska, unconscious angel in tow, had arrived via a magical portal on a high cliff overlooking the city and immediately cast a spell to bury the portal's exit under as much stone as possible.  There hadn't been any signs of pursuit since then; either all that stone was preventing the portal from activating, or else the Fey'ri woman whom the Changeling had met had decided that they weren't worth sending out some of that infernal army to capture.  Either way, on that very first day, Dask had decided to make camp a short distance away and wait for the angel to awaken before going on any further.<br/><br/>The few hours it had taken for the angel to regain consciousness had afforded the wizard a little time to think over her situation.  She wasn't a student of history, so she had no way of confirming any of her theories, but she did know that Fey'ri were supposedly Baatezu whose ancestors had originally been of Elven stock.  Had there originally been some sort of war that had resulted in that?  She wasn't sure, but if so, then an ancient Elven garrison being built over the site of a portal that led to the Fey'ri-occupied portion of the Nine Hells would at least make sense.  Sadly, based on all the dead bodies, the garrison had likely been slaughtered, the portal ultimately sealed by the forces of good and a lone guardian left behind in the ruins.  And because that guardian had been more interested in throwing lightning around and shouting at people to go away than delivering a clear, precise warning of what was to come, well...<br/><br/>What left Dask even more frustrated about that whole failed venture was the fact that one of the portals dropped one off literally within sight of Damalla's walls.  The great merchant capital of the world, and there was convenient portal access between it and that quiet little hillside town out in the country?  That alone would have put the town of Hills on the map, and being owner of that particular portal network would have made the Changeling a fortune.  Yet even in spite of that loss, Dask couldn't really bring themself to feel too much anger towards the angel.<br/><br/>Not when there was something far more concerning that their mind kept returning to, over and over again.<br/><br/><em>"Ah, a surprising fate indeed,"</em>That Fey'ri woman had said.<em>"That one of my spawn should succeed in opening one of the sealed gates from the surface world."</em><br/><br/>One of the Fey'ri's spawn... one of her children?  It was difficult to believe, tempting to write it all off as a convenient lie, just another attempt by a devil to trick a foolish adventurer into doing something even more foolish.  And yet, that woman very well could have opened the portal from her side, had actually been about to do so when Dask had been the one to open it first.  And if that charm spell had taken proper effect, there would have been no need to do anything other than simply ask Dask to step on through.  And it was such an outlandish lie to begin with...  Why would a devil say something so unbelievable, unless it was true?<br/><br/>But then, if it was true, what would that mean?  Changelings were already considered monsters to be killed on sight in many of the places Dask had traveled to; just having an inhuman abomination from the Ethereal Plane for a parent was enough to convince many that you didn't belong in this world.  And now Dask was looking at the possibility that their other parent hadn't been human, either, that they were the child of an inhuman abomination and a member of a race of fiends?  Set apart even from other Changelings, perhaps even truly unique in this world, and therefore truly alone?<br/><br/>However, only a fool took a devil at their word...<br/><br/>Thoughts such as these swirled around in Dask's mind during the few hours they waited for the angel to awaken.  Mental notes were made to begin researching Baatezu and Fey'ri at the earliest possible opportunity, and perhaps to look into magic that could determine what one's ancestors were.  Questions were decided on that Dask would begin asking the angel, as soon as she awoke.  And then the time came when her eyes opened, and...<br/><br/>"Fack mhe mhoar mmmhistresssh!"<br/><br/>...Well, there were obviously some complications that had arisen from the way in which the Angel had been defeated.  Complications that would probably only be temporary, thankfully.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After one week, the Changeling was finding himself hoping that those complications would clear up sooner, rather than later.  Entering into Damalla had been simple enough; taking on the guise of a male Elven wizard named Mirodas right in front of the angel had helped in convincing her to change her own form, as well, which had been enough to get them in past the gates with a minimum of trouble.  The problem was that it had helped convince the angel by convincing her that she'd be getting a good dicking if she cooperated with his wishes, and so their first stop once inside the city walls had been to find an inn to sleep at.<br/><br/>The week-long festival was almost upon the City of Coin when the Changeling and his companion had first entered the city, and Dask's original plan had been to use it as a cover to begin discretely researching into Fey'ri and the Nine Hells.  Unfortunately, his angel was a being that required neither food and drink nor sleep to stay alive, and she proved to be quite literally insatiable in her appetite for sex.  Not only did he make no progress in his research, even getting enough sleep to be able to prepare new spells was proving to be difficult for the wizard, and he wore a magic ring that cut down the amount of sleep he needed to a mere two hours per night.  As enjoyable as it was to be woken up every morning with a pair of lips wrapped around his cock, there were more important things that needed to be done at the moment than mere mindless self-indulgence; sleeping so poorly every night was also not doing much to improve his mood on top of that.<br/><br/>Fortunately, the festival itself actually provided an answer to the Changeling's problem.  He had made the determination that the best option for bringing himself a little peace was to find an Alluran, a member of that legendary race that had been bred to be the familiars of ancient wizards, and who could actually sustain themselves entirely on sex.  Asking around to see if he could track one down revealed that the wealthy owner of a well-known local gambling house had purchased one recently from a traveling merchant.  He was running an ongoing lottery that would last during the entirety of the festival, and the day after his purchase, a new special mystery prize had been added to the prize table that was recorded as being worth 25,000 in gold, over double that of the largest cash prize the lottery was offering.  The Alluran was the only thing he had purchased recently that could possibly be worth that massive price, so it wasn't hard to put two and two together.<br/><br/>Finding out more than that would require the aid of powerful divine magic, but fortunately again, the angel that Dask had acquired was a Movanic Deva, capable of using the exact magical ability that the wizard needed in this situation.  It was a bit hard to get her to understand what needed to be done at first, but once she learned that she'd be asking about how to get a new friend who could fuck her senseless while her Master was sleeping, she proved more than happy to cooperate and put her<em>Divination</em>ability to use...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">So, questions to be asked via two castings of the <em>Divination</em> spell:<br/><br/><em>Who will have the winning ticket for the Alluran special prize in the lottery?</em><br/>At 2019-05-24 02:27:19, Kunoichi (uid: 9857) rolls: 1d100 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=136605) - Success<br/><br/><em>What is the best way for Dask to get ahold of said ticket?</em><br/>At 2019-05-24 02:27:25, Kunoichi (uid: 9857) rolls: 1d100 Result: 53 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=136606) - Success</div></div>