Ooc: Rose, huh? Alright. Ooc)
As the group followed OliD through the city, the Necromancers could be seen raising the dead into Skeletons and Zombies. Sean shuddered at the thought that they might have been in that same situation.
Chezni looked to the Necromancers. "It's not as bad as last time. Last time almost half of the city's population had to be turned... But, this is the Pact of Prog... Anyone who lives in the City receives protection from the Necromancers, but death becomes undeath..."
As the group reached the center of the city, they once again beheld the Golden Warbird (Bird of Prey/ Romulan Warship hybrid). This time, a ramp came down, leading inside. As the group entered, they saw strange machines that only Al, Neb, and Chezni recognized.
Chezni immediately reacted. "This is like the No.... Um, never mind..."
Sean was too busy to even notice Chezni's remark, as he had never seen anything like the interior of the 'Airship'. Sean and Jodi were equally as intrigued, and didn't even notice Chezni's remark.
As the group reached what must have been the Bridge, strange individuals seemed to be manning the various controls. Their foreheads had strange wrinkles in them and they ALL had long black hair. They wore strange armor that Ash, Misty, Sean, and Jodi had never seen before. (Ooc: Klingons... Ooc)
OliD immediately spoke. "Our destination is the Moonglades. Don't overdo it."
The crew of the ship laughed and began speaking in a strange tongue. The ship then lifted off of the ground, and began flying to the destination. Literally in a matter of moments, they were at the Moonglades.
The Islands that were the Moonglades rarely had the typical 'average' group visiting them, so there was little commotion when a gigantic Golden Bird landed on the edge of the Imperial side. As the group exited the 'Ship', they could see some of the immediate changes in climate. It was a tropical paradise. A forest seemed to cover most of the island, as well.
Various types of people could be seen, the more coomon being the pointy eared individuals. Some of these such individuals had slightly gray tints to their skin, though. Another sight that beheld the group were the people dressed in Oriental Armor. They were obviously Feudal Samurai.
As the group made their way to the center of the island, they saw a Mansion that was in a bald spot of the forest. What relaxed the group a bit was the sight of humans. They seemed to be having some sort of party, as there was dancing and decoration in the enormous courtyard.
One particular individual fit the description of the gray skinned individuals. He seemed to simply be relaxing. Al immediately went up to him. "Gillim!" he said.
Gil looked in the group's direction and rolled his eyes. "Oh, great... What have you brought us this time, Al?" he said, sarcastically. He then began laughing, as he looked at the rest of the group. "Well, welcome to the Moonglades. Why don't you all sit down, have an Alexander..."
Al immediately cleared his throat. Gil examined the group closer. "Ahh! I see. Too young... Ok, everyone over 16, or any Elves, or Demons, over 200, why don't you have an Alexander? The rest of you can eat, drink anything non-alcoholic, and be merry! It's Rakhesacum!" (Rack e sac um)