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[Cassandra]

She nods slowly, still hiding.

"I ssssssee!"

[Vorthon]

"Cross-planar migration. Interesting. Must have taken a lot of effort."

[Caellath]

"Those are minor. Really, give me a few hours and they'll heal up."

"Good to know, then." Bartholomew answered with a smile before turning back. The creature's race probably didn't have to mind infections or permanent scarring then. He spent some time thinking about the enemy's babbling before going back to check on his temporary cutebold allies.

He had already been through a good amount of physical exertion... He wanted to take a bath, but he wasn't too comfortable with the bathroom available in the ship. He'd have to wait for a while until the area outside was calmer so he could search for a clean brook. "So, do you have names?"

[Vorthon]

Most of the cutebolds had wandered off, leaving three behind: The one Barth had rescued from drowning, and two random ones.

The first scratched his head for a second, before shrugging.

[mcclay]

"Cross-planar migration. Interesting. Must have taken a lot of effort."

Not really, my species has been doing that sort of thing for all existance so we have a bit of pratice Becan is fairly sure that if he could the Nightgaunt would be smiling.

[SomeStupidGuy]

"Interesting, I have little to no idea what you're talking about. But interesting nonetheless."

[Vorthon]

Brecan blinked.

"I've heard of some natives of various planes being capable of doing such shifts naturally, but I've never actually encountered one. This is a lot of information to process all at once."

[mcclay]

Ah you younger races, always believing your reality and barriers are real and everything else is somke and mirriors when in fact the oppsite is true. The Nightgaunt leans very close to Becan.
Your "reality" is so much smoke and mirriors compared to the rest of the universe. I have seen things that would drive you mad young one. I have glimpsed the face of Azaothoth and listned to his messanger Nylartheop. I have travelled through Yog Sothoths gates and bated in Cathuga's fire. The universe is so much bigger than you that you cover it up to stay sane. The Nightgaunt leans back again.

[Caellath]

Most of the cutebolds had wandered off, leaving three behind: The one Barth had rescued from drowning, and two random ones.

The first scratched his head for a second, before shrugging.

Barth patted the cutebold's head while smiling. At least they seemed to get the gist of his questions, and that was enough. He could use some help in passing him instruments and basically acting as little helpers during simple tasks. He got back into the airship, got back to the deck with some pieces of armor and started to use cloth to adapt the body armor into some protection for them, to be made better later.

[Vorthon]

Ah you younger races, always believing your reality and barriers are real and everything else is somke and mirriors when in fact the oppsite is true. The Nightgaunt leans very close to Becan.
Your "reality" is so much smoke and mirriors compared to the rest of the universe. I have seen things that would drive you mad young one. I have glimpsed the face of Azaothoth and listned to his messanger Nylartheop. I have travelled through Yog Sothoths gates and bated in Cathuga's fire. The universe is so much bigger than you that you cover it up to stay sane. The Nightgaunt leans back again.

"...Are these entities you mentioned Deities? Because if they are, I've never heard of them. And I've dealt a fair bit with extra-planar stuff. Once made a jaunt to the realm of a deity of madness and chaos. That was a mistake. Still get my sense crossed from time to time."

[mcclay]

Hmph...your ignorance of the true world shows through your magical aptitude, tough I suppose trying not to go running after the Source shows that you are not an idoit. Here, it is time to do what I trained to do. Read the book I give to you to understand more, but be careful, it can drive the younger races to madness." The Nightgaunt points at a book labeled "The Necronomciom"

[Vorthon]

Brecan heads over to the book, and begins reading it.

[Cassandra]

She stretches, before beckoning the void lord over curiously.

"Sssso... Do you have a name?"

[mcclay]

She stretches, before beckoning the void lord over curiously.

"Sssso... Do you have a name?"

YES MY LADY. MY NAME S KLAKGY'GY
UGTG'HGTYVNMNX'ZXXDF

[Cassandra]

She tilts her head.

"Would it offend if I jussst called you Klak?"