The Witcher - Stories from The Path RP

The last of the creatures stops moving, and finally, the chamber is silent. The only sound comes from the soft humming of the portal.

Isabella leans against her brother, hugging him against her as she stands. "I-I'm fine, Varrin. Just need t-to catch my breath. A few too many spells in too short a time." She explains.
@asddas193 Gustav looks at the portal. "I suppose we have little other choice but to go through. Still, though... I can't help but wonder what's on the other side. If it's the home of the Wild Hunt, it could be very dangerous."
'I would suggest not becoming trapped on this world,' Ard looked at the others, then at the portal. He kneeled down to Caranthir's body and searched him for anything interesting, also judging if the armour would fit him.
 
"I concur. We either risk what's on the other side. Or die slowly in this world. I doubt we'll find anything edible here." Mirellia replied, looking at everyone to see their reaction.
“Since we don't know what awaits us on the other side it might be a good idea to take a short rest and recover our strength as much as we can.” Varrin suggested as she held Isabella close, helping her stand until she caught her breath.
Trista stand up, leaning on Gustav's shoulder to keep balance and not fall down.
"But we don't know how much longer the portal will be able to let's us pass. It could be closed in any moment."
'I would suggest not becoming trapped on this world,' Ard looked at the others, then at the portal. He kneeled down to Caranthir's body and searched him for anything interesting, also judging if the armour would fit him.
As Ard searches the dead navigator's body, he finds nothing of interest, but notes that the armour should fit him, if tightly. Isabella lets go of Varrin, moving forward. "Trista's right, it could close at any moment. I can't let this chance slip away." She takes a few uneasy steps, before walking through the portal. Gustav looks at Trista. "Are you ready, or do you need some more time to rest?" He nods in response to Mirellia's statement.
 
As Ard searches the dead navigator's body, he finds nothing of interest, but notes that the armour should fit him, if tightly. Isabella lets go of Varrin, moving forward. "Trista's right, it could close at any moment. I can't let this chance slip away." She takes a few uneasy steps, before walking through the portal. Gustav looks at Trista. "Are you ready, or do you need some more time to rest?" He nods in response to Mirellia's statement.
Ard wasn't sure if going through the portal with the staff would close it behind him, so he let the others go first while he put on Caranthir's armour, cleaning it of blood while he was doing so.
 
He nods and heads out of the room. As he does, Matthias sits down, resting after all the rowing he did. "Hey." He looks up at her after a while of recuperation. "I-uh, I wanted to thank you... For, you know, rescuing me."
She puts her Sword from her back and against a Table and looks over her shoulder.

"Dont mention it. I was able to help, so I did. Besides You brought me all this way here, so consider Us even"
 
As Ard searches the dead navigator's body, he finds nothing of interest, but notes that the armour should fit him, if tightly. Isabella lets go of Varrin, moving forward. "Trista's right, it could close at any moment. I can't let this chance slip away." She takes a few uneasy steps, before walking through the portal. Gustav looks at Trista. "Are you ready, or do you need some more time to rest?" He nods in response to Mirellia's statement.
Trista take bottle of vodka and drink a gulp to ignoring pain. Burning throat reminds her what she living for.
"I can take it, don't worry about me." She said and with Gustav support enter the portal.
 
As Ard searches the dead navigator's body, he finds nothing of interest, but notes that the armour should fit him, if tightly. Isabella lets go of Varrin, moving forward. "Trista's right, it could close at any moment. I can't let this chance slip away." She takes a few uneasy steps, before walking through the portal. Gustav looks at Trista. "Are you ready, or do you need some more time to rest?" He nods in response to Mirellia's statement.

Seeing the female mage enter, Mirellia steels herself and follows behind shortly. She keeps her hands on her trusted weapon, ready to draw in case hostiles waited on the other side. She takes a deep breath, before stepping inside the portal.
 
Ard wasn't sure if going through the portal with the staff would close it behind him, so he let the others go first while he put on Caranthir's armour, cleaning it of blood while he was doing so.
Trista take bottle of vodka and drink a gulp to ignoring pain. Burning throat reminds her what she living for.
"I can take it, don't worry about me." She said and with Gustav support enter the portal.
Seeing the female mage enter, Mirellia steels herself and follows behind shortly. She keeps her hands on her trusted weapon, ready to draw in case hostiles waited on the other side. She takes a deep breath, before stepping inside the portal.
Without hesitation Varrin followed after Isabella and stepped through the portal.
Stepping through the portal, the group finds themselves in a place quite different from the area they came from. Picturesque and alien, they look at buildings far more advanced than even those in Nilfgaard.
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The others have no idea where they are, but Ard is keenly aware that for the first time in a long time, he's home.
 
She puts her Sword from her back and against a Table and looks over her shoulder.

"Dont mention it. I was able to help, so I did. Besides You brought me all this way here, so consider Us even"
"You say that, but it hardly compares, does it?" Matthias chuckles, before blushing. "Well..." He looks around nervously. "I thought... Maybe I could make it up to you."
 
Lutz nodded.

"What of the condition of her mind?" He asked as he looked at the elf, judging her.
"The same thing. Do as you please, but try not to leave her permanently mentally scarred." The blonde elf, hearing the words of Lutz's emplyer, laughs mockingly into her gag, seemingly dismissing the idea that Lutz could break her mind.
 
"The same thing. Do as you please, but try not to leave her permanently mentally scarred." The blonde elf, hearing the words of Lutz's emplyer, laughs mockingly into her gag, seemingly dismissing the idea that Lutz could break her mind.

{Will there be some picture of elf?}

"That's... troublesome assignment. How much time do I have?" Lutz asked.
 
Stepping through the portal, the group finds themselves in a place quite different from the area they came from. Picturesque and alien, they look at buildings far more advanced than even those in Nilfgaard.
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The others have no idea where they are, but Ard is keenly aware that for the first time in a long time, he's home.
"Nice place..." Varrin started looking around, both to get familiar with their new surroundings and to search for any nearby enemies.
 
Stepping through the portal, the group finds themselves in a place quite different from the area they came from. Picturesque and alien, they look at buildings far more advanced than even those in Nilfgaard.
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The others have no idea where they are, but Ard is keenly aware that for the first time in a long time, he's home.

"I take we still aren't in our world... are we?" Mirellia said as they saw the strange city. Before basking in the sights, she looks around cautiously, just in case any hostiles were nearby.
 
{Will there be some picture of elf?}

"That's... troublesome assignment. How much time do I have?" Lutz asked.
(Sorry, I was sure I'd already attached it. I guess I just copied the image but never pasted it. Doh!)
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"Indeed, but I would have thought you'd be up to the task." She looks at Lutz reproachingly. "You have plenty of time. This estate is owned by a friend of mine, so there's no risk of being interrupted. As for her friends, the ones powerful enough to help her wouldn't care if they knew that she's missing, and the ones who would care are in no position to rescue her."
 
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