"I did not offer you your life out of spite, but no matter, let us continue on as best this situation gives us.."
"I know there exists magic of arcane power which aids in long-distance communication, this and other things come to mind.. but for later, I know where i can find you, and I will look for better means of communication and transport.. when i have such, you will know.., and to add, (looks at his equipment) is there anything you need to better your position here?.."
Ii'Jyka takes all the information in like a sponge trying to suck up the ocean.. and if V'ka has nothing to add after her question, then she will proceed to her mount and out of the church again..
"We will meet soon.." She then salutes V'ka with a fist to the chest and then mounts again. She spurs Nah'Mizh'Aar into the air and towards the druidic temple.. at this point she will note the big ship and make all haste to return to the group...
(Seeing that Zimrazim is already speaking to big bad boy, i will hope she will introduce me to the undead when i fly in and land near them)
"Queen's Necromancer." Unsurprisingly, the psion bows deeply. "Your arrival is welcome, and honors us greatly." She pointedly ignores both Master Pale's threatening manner and the distinct unease of many of the living githyanki and duthka'giths present. Ya'shenn's accent, if anything, is even slightly more pronounced than usual. The psion doesn't anticipate that this death-mage will be particularly impressed by it; she merely wishes to make clear that he is not dealing with an unsophisticated githwarrior from some remote corner of the Silver Void.
Well, the presence of undead in this area is certainly very well explained. She takes mental note of Master Pale's apparent contempt for half-breeds, finding it somewhat odd in light of...
"Master Pale, we are members of an illithid-hunting expedition that has but recently become stranded on this plane, upon passing through a skipping portal." Ya'shenn does not need to conceal some displeasure at being trapped on Abeir-Toril. "I am its psion and healer. Our holy rrakkma is now complete, and we seek to serve the interests of the People in such a manner as our marooned circumstances allow." She figures that she will have to give this being her own name eventually, but decides to assume that the unliving necromancer intended his question in the plural sense.
After a moment, seeming to hesitate, the psion adds: "I am certain, also, that we would be interested in any news that you may carry and wish to impart. From what I have been able to gather, the situation is one of confusion in many places. We would be honored if you would share your knowledge."
[Ya'shenn wouldn't come out and say "So how is the Queen doing?" but many githyanki would love to know the answer to that question, so they might ask about it in a very indirect manner. The question also applies to the situation on the Astral and Abeir-Toril in general, of course.]
BoGr Guide to Missile Combat:
1) Equip a bow or crossbow.
2) Roll a natural 1 on d20.
3) ?????
4) Profit!