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Postby Stam » Thu May 12, 2016 2:25 am

The cleanup had been quite a large-scale project. Howard had spent weeks idly sketching out plans in his spare time, then months more, here and there, once he had decided on his concept. As an apprentice mage, magic has of course played a leading role - but also proved, from a practical standpoint, as one of the very few ways to do the job from a distance without risking contamination.

(He still hadn't figured out how or why some of the people on the Tor had been directly affected, while others were just fine. But all the same, he didn't want to risk anyone coming back like him - without the Praetor's protection.)

And so he had begun with a basic lead-lined box, then envisioned spells that would fill it. And spells that would shield it from touching anything else. And spells that would ensure nothing affected it. Safeguard upon safeguard, as many as he could pile on (and then additional precautionaries after he'd had a little talk with the Steelmage). This was about as multi-disiplinary as he could manage with the people willing to work with him...but when those people included a divine emissary, two high arcanists of the merchantile sector and the aristocracy, the number of people he'd drawn was well enough.

Jebbhal-Sag's followers had already placed watchers in the area to ensure wildlife was not at risk. Those same watchers had been asked to create a zone of complete cloudless, windless calm around Maiden's Tor. Not a breath of air was to stir the dust that they would create. The druidic servants also served as watchers against the kobolds rumored to dwell in the area and any bandits unkind enough to disturb them.

The cleanup concept was simple: Disintegrate the affected parts of the Tor, one ten-foot chunk at a time. Each ten-foot chunk of earth was collected and deposited on a Greater Floating Disk before disintegration, and then a horde of unseen servants was ordered to brush the resulting dust into the lead box below. A second horde of unseen servants was instructed to carefully watch vigilantly and brush any speck that remained from the grasp of one of the former batch.

The lead-lined box was in fact fully cast of lead in one magical forging, with no cracks or holes through which the contamination could leech. It rested inside a larger box bounded on three sides by walls of pure force, roofed in the same, and resting upon a sheet of thick steel.

Once full, the entire force-and-steel area would be cleaned with prestidigitation before the cast-lead lid, machined to fit precisely, would be placed atop the box. The area would then be set set afire to cleanse any specks that had escaped (albeit cautiously, not wanting to risk melting the lead box). Once cleansed, the steel sheet would be used to magically encase the lead box.

And then they would begin again with a new lead box until they ran out of contaminated earth.

The deportation of the twice-wrapped boxes ... well. That was under dispute. Master Winterschill believed they should find an empty segment of space where they would not be disturbed. Howard believed Jebhhal-Sag's followers should be given the boxes, and asked to watch them against further spread.
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Re: Cleanup

Postby Ian » Sun Jun 12, 2016 2:31 pm

Howard had spent months on the planning for the event, and against all odds, appears to have seen his time and effort rewarded.

The Steelmage himself showed up to watch over the disposal, though crabby as he traditionally is when the sun is still up, he kept largely to himself besides a satisfied grunt upon reviewing the plan and the provisioning of a box of auran masks for anyone that would be working directly on the Tor's summit.

Though he had not been consulted during the planning process, the mysterious Kaeldrith Wands also showed up as if having known the disposal would be proceeding today. After reviewing every step of Howard's plan, he pronounced it exceptionally likely to succeed, thanked the young apprentice for his work on the endeavor, and noted his efforts would not be forgotten.

The followers of Jhebbal Sag did not announce themselves. When Howard and his crew arrived, a diagram of bone dust, thatched moonthistle, and the occasional droplet of blood had already been laid upon the grass surrounding the Tor, and at the appointed time, the air simply grew still in the zone around the summit as the diagram glistened in the sun. Their only communication was a note, bound and left tied to a branch overhanging the trail near the edge of the circle, written by Melia Masterson:

Take care not to break the circle on your way in, but do be so kind as to break it on your way out. --MM

The Sagites were nearby, though, as would be noticed later--as Howard and his group traveled back to Waterdeep, they found the remains of some bandits along the road, apparently having gotten a little too curious about what was happening that day. The beasts of the plain had eaten well.

In the end, the process went almost alarmingly quickly. The spread of the tainted earth had been sufficiently slow that even this long after its original discovery, it had spread but a few feet beyond the bounds originally observed by Jiriki. As such, the excavation of an approximately 20-foot hemisphere was sufficient to remove every last trace of the lifeless, alien grey dust creeping across the Tor's summit, and not once did the kobolds rumored to live beneath the Tor emerge to disrupt the proceedings. Further, once all of the dirt and stone was disintegrated into largely inert ash, the lot of it fit neatly into a single lead box.

Howard did notice, as the dirt and stone was removed, that there were a few vermin within the debris. They didn't exactly look normal anymore, however, and none of them were alive; the largest specimen is a small mole, long since dead, its skeleton warped, pitted, and covered in odd grey-black lesions that crumble like ash at a touch. If this is what the Colour-exposed dirt does to living beings, one can only imagine what the exposure of the Colours themselves would have done if the circle of protection around them had been broken that fateful night...

In any event, the deed is done. In previous communications, the Sagites, actually appeared to agree with Enialas that removing the dirt entirely from Toril would be a viable plan, but disagreed with simply leaving it somewhere undisturbed, preferring an option that would see it destroyed. (They did not appear to have much of an appetite for watching over it themselves.) If asked his thoughts, Altair suggests tossing it into the Negative Energy Plane and letting pure entropy take care of the work for them--nothing actually lives there, and the things that...un-live there generally have little regard for the Prime.
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Re: Cleanup

Postby Kemian » Mon Jun 13, 2016 9:09 am

This was a big day for his apprentice and Enialas would not miss it. He was careful to stay out of the way as this was Howard's show so to speak and he had brought all the required parties together. Though he had to admit to himself as grave and dire as these circumstances were this was a marvel feat in engineering, planning, and arcane work and he wanted to bare witness to that as well. The white hat necromancer watched and waited until the plan came to fruition. Then he took a moment to congratulate Howard on a well executed plan and upon hearing the SteelMage's suggestion about where to transport the box Enialas admitted it was far more practical than his own idea. He offered to send the box to the Negative Material Plane himself.
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Re: Cleanup

Postby Stam » Tue Jun 14, 2016 9:37 am

"I don't know anyone from the Negative Plane, either - so if that's the advice of mages greater than I, let's roll with that. Drinks on me when we get back?"
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Re: Cleanup

Postby Ian » Fri Jun 24, 2016 10:54 am

"Don't make promises your coinpurse can't keep," Altair comments with a smirk to Howard's last as the group came to agreement.

The actual process of moving the boxes was slightly more difficult than one might expect, if only because a typical plane shift spell only targets creatures and their personal belongings. Between three master-class wizards and an apprentice, however, little is impossible.

Kaeldrith's understanding of the planes and conjuration diagrams quickly proved sufficient to provide a temporary circle for Enialas to target with his spell, sending everything within it directly to the Negative Energy Plane, while Altair surrounded the circle with walls of force to protect the outer area from any exposure to that realm during the shift. And in somewhat of an anticlimax, the deed was done.

On their way out, presuming someone keeps to Masterson's request, the circle of bone dust and blood is broken with a simple sweep of the foot--and when it is, the entire circle flares briefly with pale green light before the dust degrades and vanishes, and a rush of fresh, clean air sweeps in past the group to occupy the previously wind-stilled zone, bringing with it a release of the remaining tension that had built during Howard's intricate task.
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