He follows the women in silence, focused on the faint resonance.
Supernal Vision Pot 3, Gain Occult (2) Pot 4, -1 Mana
He follows the women in silence, focused on the faint resonance.
Supernal Vision Pot 3, Gain Occult (2) Pot 4, -1 Mana
Knot silently calls down Arcadian magic to reveal the flow of time to his senses as he moves with the group after the big, blatant magical anomaly. As much as he is loathe to cast aside the fruits of a Ritual, he trades Fate for Time with the assumption that it might be more valuable in this instance. After all, Langdon apparently had sent his note back in time - something Langdon shouldn't be able to do.
Active Spells
[8]Fortune's Protection (+3 Defense), [2]Temporal Eddies (Time Sight)
Temporal Eddies failureTemporal Eddies Recast 2 successesPerception 3 successes
Sand Weavebreaker Winter As the trio moves towards the glimmer you all realize that it was only a glimmer of Supernal fire from a distance through leaves and branches. Closer it's a halo extending at least fifteen feet from a space of empty air at the center. Though maybe it is not empty.
In the center of the center hovers a soft glow that whirls and swirls. Stark White, Dull Grey, Vibrant Cyan. All mix into and out of each other in a tight rolling nexus of something.
Banshee It's odd that a lunchbox is just resting on top of an empty car. It's also odd that there is what looks like an untouched cup of coffee resting in the center console. Someone was probably in a rush. A rush of a rush. But to where?
Knot As the Sight of Time slides over Knot's view the park takes on a far different appearance. Something seems to be pulling towards the direction that the three are walking towards. Time does not want to cling to anything in this portion of the park. Instead it ebs and flows, moving around things and grabbing onto things. A leaf turns from green to red to brown in moments before falling off of a tree.
With the a sight for the Supernal, Weavebreaker studied the workings to try to understand the workings. She absolutely hated being in this position, out in the open, studying some strange effect. It held too many similarities to a trap that she would set to draw out hostiles.
Unfortunately, it could not be helped. At least she may garner additional information and compare it to what she had learned earlier.
1 success2 successes3 successes
The glyphs whirled around a common focus like a miniature orbital system, emitting traces of supernal candour with each of their maddening revolutions.
The Guardian focused his attention over the contours of the system.
failure1 success
Supernal Vision Pot 3, Gain Occult (2) Pot 4, -1 Mana
Banshee nods to herself, and makes the assumption this car and its contents belong to Langdon, eyes flick to where the magi were gathering, casting and scrutinising in turn.
Banshee's attentions says upon the car, which had been left in haste....perhaps...
The Omen corpse pale hand snakes around the car's door handle and pulls.
Active Spells: Ritual Grim Sight, Ritual 2E Death Armour
In the visible spectrum of colors, 10 = Important.
3 represented.
"Prime, space and time." noted softly. "Something tells me we found the right place here."
Variation: Note mentioned seeing through the crack.
Spot check. 4 mages found in the vicinity.
Leaving the in depth scrutiny to 3/4 of the others for the moment, a quick basic look at the rest of the scene. Steps around the Anomaly- was there a backside?
Weavebreaker Prime, Space, and Time, all three are interlocking and interacting with each other. The three do not form any glyphs or symbols that make sense. Instead they simply Are. While the three seem to stretch they are all focused on the whirling color set in the middle of the empty space. A tiny whirling nexus of three facets of reality. The three simply are, there is no past or future. No Mage caused this.
Winter Confirms that Prime, Space, and Time are all equally parts of whatever this anomaly may be.
Banshee finds that the door to the car is locked. Despite everything else whoever had left it clearly was worried about leaving it there. Surely it could be opened one way or another however. Oddly though, past the car the leaves all have an almost gradient of weight to them. As if one leaf had died among many and the other's felt its touch. All over the trees.
Sand finds that there is a backside to the anomaly, instead of the whirling mass there is a faint glint against the air. As if a thin piece of glass is floating in the air.
Heads up, for Scrutiny unless targets are declared successes get laid down one by one over the seven targets that can be investigated
"Hmm." Weavebreaker tilted her head, as this was curious indeed.
"This does not hold the same resonance as the note from earlier..."
"There are no structure to make this discernable." She shook her head softly.
"I am not sure." She knew she could try to unravel the anomaly, but not with the potential someone being inside of it.
"I can't believe someone would go into that..." She shook her head once more.
"Any ideas how we can safely see if someone is inside?"
Death comes for all things, no matter how simple or complex. For a rotting leaf to draw her eye now while her attention is focuses thusly...golden glyphs form, imperfect and imprecise but bold in their fleeting existence.
Walking toward the corpse of the trees, where the other's eyes pierce, she lefts the veil betwixt the materiel and Twilight gleaming.
6 successesActive Spells: Ritual Grim Sight, Ritual 2E Death Armour, Speak with the Dead