Behind the Guild hall, there is a large courtyard with gardens to the left that are both vast and beautiful, full of flowers and shrubs and exotic trees and hosts of herbs and spices growing in rows. To the right is a vast red barn and corral. There are dozens of horses and ponies running and cavorting and eating in the corral. The barn has white trim, and the fence is painted white too. It looks a lot like the famous Ponderosa Ranch on the Plane of Earth! Behind the barn, there are fields of grains and grasses with Halfling farmers harvesting the crops for the Guild hall!

Between the barn and the garden, is a large drying shed to dry tobacco, and a smokehouse on the far side of that! The field behind the drying shed is row after row of tobacco plants neatly spaced. The drying shed itself is shaped like a big teepee, the central pole appears to be the main mast of a great ship! It has spars evenly spaced up the mast that would help support all, with ships rigging to climb to get more tobacco to the top, ropes and pulleys to raise and lower the load! The smoke house appears to be thrown together with what is left of that great ship, it has one door in and out! The demi-plane appears full! Perhaps? Perhaps not!
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The only things that truly sets the area apart from a common place barn and stable is the loft area that opens up with half-doors high above that face the guild buildings that is the open air residence of the groundskeeper...you can often see him there at night, in the dark smoking a long pipe.

The large black weather vane atop the barn is shaped like a raven, nearly the size of a pony itself, the thing turns with no wind, and seems to glare in turn at the seething scarecrows amongst the fields, they too seem to be animate objects.....

Unmar finds into the grounds, gardens and stables zone of the guild plane.  He looks at his plain wooden mace with a steel head. Perhaps I should see if the quartermaster has a better crafted ma ce, he thinks inward.

Searching the grounds, he seeks direction from a grounds keeper or trainer.
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As you move towards the far edge of the farmland, what looms ahead is a solid bank of fog at the edge of which stands a man you have not met before...

He looks more than a little confused most of the time....

When he sees you the dark fog behind him swirls and darkens like a void...

He looks at you but doesn't say anything....

Unmar approaches said man, watching warily the coils of smoke and vapor beyond him. "Say good man.  Where can I find the grounds for training?  Am I in the right place?" 

"I am the outer keeper, you have found the training grounds...."

He points into the void.....
"What training do you have need of?"

"Eh, well, I want to brush up on my technique with this here mace."  Unmar replies, slapping the mace head against his palm.

Lorian wanders into the open area.  Watching the man swinging his mace and wonders to himself why?  A lump of iron crafted to club someone.  A sword is best.
He approaches the two and states:

Have either of you seen the trainer for the lobg bow?  the Quartermaster sent me here with this bow to increase my speed at firing it off.

Igor went looking for a library where he could do research. When he could afford it, he needed to set up a lab and build his own personal library as well. If the Guild shared spells with him, he would trade or share with the Guild as well.

Unmar looks at the void warily. "You want me to... I should enter that?"

@Unmar
"Indeed, enter the void and be prepared for what you find within."

@Lorian
"You as well, what you seek you will find within."


The groundskeeper looks at Igor, who has not yet stated his need for this sort of training....

In reply to Game and Groundskeeper (msg # 11):

Igor isn't there, he's looking for the library to do some research. Want to create a library? We forgot it when setting up.

Not really "forgot", just made it a place to borrow tomes from and have sent to your quarters.....via the magical/mechanical servants in the quarters..

I was kind of imagining the library to be like those file rooms where the stacks are squeezed together and only space made when one needed to go between the shelves...

Unmar Kedgrave looks at the other here, shrugs, then steps into the void, trusting he could find his way back.

Unmar finds himself falling face first down into a void, he senses himself to be both upright and falling swiftly down down down....dark shapes that look dimly like birds look to be coming straight for him, from the front and each side, high low and middle.....

The first bird form rapidly comes towards your face....

Bash it with your mace, or let it hit you??

Unmar fights his senses that seeks to disorient him. He lashes out with his mace, attacking the winged avian coming at his face.

The wisp of black rushes around the mace feeling somewhat substantial, but it registers as a hit, no sooner is that one dispatched, than there are others to swing at, letting you swing at the oncoming shapes that emerge, they have no pattern to be discerned, but it is a swarm of them....

Any that you miss with the mace crash into you throwing you off balance and it feels like something new needs to be shifted...

Fighting the bile that threatens to erupt from his feeling of vertigo, he shifts his feet and tries to calm his mind.  Another bird swoops at him and he lashes out with the mace again and again.

Suddenly Unmar finds that his mace head is shifted to the far right as an attack comes into the mid left, having no time to bring the mace in line, he uses the pommel to deflect the incoming attack....

The wind shifts again and he feels like the blood is rushing to his head...

Lorian

Imagines a target on the side of the barn and rapid fires three arrows as fast as he can.  Repeating the process until his quiver is empty.