This posting contains information that at the time of posting is factual. It is open to be added to and/or corrected later once there is more information.
This new strand of living paint, while similar in structure to the last one Travance dealt with, is infused with Order. It appears to bond with the insides of whatever organic being it's injected into to the point of that the body cannot distinguish the paint from normal internal organs and functions, and as such does not consider it a foreign substance. It's currently unknown what it does specifically with inorganic objects.
The paint is currently being controlled by a gnome. All of the creations of this gnome have had black tally marks somewhere visible on the skin. Below is a list of what is currently known to have what markings. Markings will be referred to in this posting as "Mk-#" from here on.
Mk-1
Dead or decaying organic things. Skeletons, etc.
Mk-2
Only recently dead beings, or beings that were alive until they'd been injected with paint.
Mk-3
Beings that were alive at time of injection and remained alive afterwards.
Mk-4
Household objects, as well as duplicates of everyone who came into direct contact with the paint on the night the freezing man showed up at the inn. These are Melchior, Axiana, Kanas, Ravani, and Caelvan. They seem to retain their originals martial prowess. It's unknown if the same is true for metaphysical prowess.
Mk-5
All of the sculptures that went missing when the Londwynian Historical Society was attacked after the gala, except for The Twins. They all move freely, like living beings, rather than the mediums they were sculpted from. (The exact recount of what went missing will be in a posting immediately following this one.)
Mk-6
The Twins. They move faster than they have any right to, and also move freely.
The aforementioned gnome had seven tally marks on his face as of yesterday morning. He insists that he is "perfecting an artwork, and perfection requires experimentation". He is currently holding Caelvan and Ravani captive after they jumped through a portal after him on the 18th.
- Maria Quincy
See you all soon...
卌 |||
Wait, is this why Caelvin hasn't been in the gambling hall lately? We can't very well have that.
Stormbringer. You are not a storm, you are a bringer. Please either correct your name, or adjust your attempts to intimidate me.
卌 |||
Not the only storm you have angered. You have taken people I care about and from what it sounds like, you are experimenting on them. I want them back and paint-free. Otherwise well... I enjoy the hunt. Khala Stormbringer
We are only interested in causing harm and death to those who would do the same to us.
Once the experiment is over your friends will be free.
Although I suspect you will be attempting to rescue them before we are finished, which puts us in a predicament.
I do not like this concept of being in a predicament. Should you come for them early, I will not be found.
卌 |||
Again! I really must insist that you stop with the grievous harm of others! Surely you can problem solve in a way that doesn't hurt anyone!! May the Planes align to our favor Melchior
Dearest 'Storm'
The one you threaten is dead. I killed him with my own hands.
卌 |||
Maria,
Seems like lot has happened in my absence. I'd like to offer whatever help I can on this matter, seeing as somehow I'm involved in all this, or at least my paint self is? Can't say I can wrap my head 'round that one still.
Seems ya have a lot on your plate, if I can help at all I will.
You likely know where to find me.
-Axiana Lockmoore
[The following is nailed very precisely to the board]
Dear Gnomish Interloper,
I may not be as especially talented, trained, or experienced as many of the others who make their intentions known here, but please note that I will do everything in my power to stop you in your aims, to harry you in your endeavors, and to foil you in your schemes. You are a cad, a terrorist, and a vandal.
In the memory of the Master Fortwright whose works you pervert, I will be a thorn to your side, a serpent to your heel, and, should no divine intervene, the one what digs your grave.
You've called a storm, gnome.
And I am she.
Sincerely,
Rabzara Windfall
*Although this missive has the characteristic dripping ink, the penmanship is vastly different*
Do not worry child, all of this will be over soon and I will be on my way to grander plans.
卌 |||
Please stop!!! Melchior
ADDITIONAL INFO AND SPECULATION Gnome's also got a wight. Nasty thing. It's usually muzzled, but when the muzzle comes off it can unhinge its jaw like a snake.
Caelvan and Ravani already have paint in them. We need to take this into consideration when we go get them out of paint prison. Speaking of said prison, I have a rough idea of where it is. Once we have a plan to deal with some of the Mk-5 statues as well as how to make sure we can get the paint out of our friends without severe or lasting consequences, we get a jump on that.
- Maria
This is very not good! Have we figured out how to help Elder Ravani and Elder Caelvan yet? May You never Slip on Ice -The Real Melchior, I promise
MISSING SCUPTURES FROM THE GALA:
Everything that was stolen from the gala depicted a person or a creature. As of this posting they have all been seen and accounted for by Caelvan and Ravani where they're being held captive.
Nightmare
One creature made of several mediums
The World
One Londwynian man made of obsidian
One Londwynian woman made of obsidian
The King
One headless man made of metal
Tilling of the Fields
One man made of stone with a metal shovel
One woman made of stone with a metal scythe
Trickster’s Bribe
One house cat sized cat made of mithril
The Twins
Two identical 7 foot tall ballerinas made of porcelain
- Maria Quincy