06-10-2003, 08:40 AM | #281 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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Dismounting and moving back to his horse Spike, Thantos keeps his eyes on the Tomb. Leading Spike towards a tree a little distance away, Thantos starts to remove his saddle and harness.
"Sorry Spike it looks like you won't be able to come in on this one and it is too dangerous for you to remain here alone with this amount of evil nearby. I'm sure the magical steeds here can take care of you until I come out. Take care faithful steed." With that said, Thantos removes the saddle and harness and puts them at the base of a tree. Removing his spare weapons, rations and some rope from the saddle bags he loads his pack for the adventure ahead. When ready, he covers his saddle with leaves and branches and walks back to the group, Spike walking close by nuzzling Thantos' arm. "Take care my friend." Thantos says as he gives Spike's mane one last stroke and Spike moves off to stand by the stallion. "Magical stallion, please take good care of my horse." Looking back up at the ziggurat, Thantos looks for some sort of opening. As he does this, he loads his crossbow. "I'm thinking we may need to climb some of those roots up to the ziggurat and perhaps go in through the top of the pyramid. I bet there is an entrance in through the temple at the top. What do you all think?"
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06-10-2003, 10:44 AM | #282 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: RI
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Walking out from a cave near the group, a large man cautiously kneels down, and grabs a handful of dirt. "Where'd you all come from...,"he states, not really asking a question. After he finishes rubbing his hands in the dirt, he stands up to his full 6'5" height and continues to stare through his grey eyes. Cautiously, he leans on his full length staff and awaits someones response.
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06-10-2003, 12:08 PM | #283 (permalink) |
Psycho
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As they reach their destination, Gell quickly climbs down from his horse and draws his axe. He is about to begin climbing the vines leading up to the flying ziggurat when a large man emerges from a cave, distracting him. Turning to the man, Gell bares his teeth in response to the question. "Me am Gell, great orc warrior! Me am here to smash bad magic squishy man! You am not getting in me way! Who you am being?"
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06-10-2003, 12:53 PM | #284 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Appearing behind the larger shadow is a short elf walking with an odd gait. Out of the darkness of the cave, it is revealed that this small elf is in poor shape. Wearing a tattered robe 3 sizes too big, and walking with a staff almost twice as big as himself, the elf shuffled forward and is startled by the sound of the half-orcs voice. Stumbling over his ridiculously large shoes the small figure trips forward tumbling in a flurry of arms legs and feet, to land in front of the half-orc Gell.
"uhhh hullo there. . ."
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06-10-2003, 01:23 PM | #285 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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"Your brave steed shall be safe, Sir Knight...worry not about that but rather what lies ahead of us."
D'Aleen smiles warmly at Thantos and leans against her own stallion, closing her eyes and bonding with the great creature to offer her thanks for their aid. Smiling upon his assurance they would be there to help the group when the time came, she catches movement out of the corner of her eye. Expecting unwelcome company, she whirls around while pulling her dagger from her side. Seeing the great orc confront the newcomers emerging from the cave she relaxes her grip slightly but ever watchful for a trap.
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06-10-2003, 01:47 PM | #286 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Everyone's eyes turn to the poor bedraggled elf in tattered clothing.
"uhhh. . .Hiya, n n-nname's Krazixs, wh wh-who are you people?" looking rather pathetic and on the point of running away. Krazixs faces the group with a look of half curiosity, and half sheer terror ooc: i am new but i hope I am allowed, PM if I should take my sorry elf carcass out of here
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06-10-2003, 02:25 PM | #287 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Without provocation and much to the charigned of those gathered around the small elf launches into a dissertation on himself.
"W w ww-well you seem tt-to be a oooddd-d bunch. Phew! B-b-bbeen a-aawhile ssince i've seen anyone, living, that is around here. Heh. Mean beasts ab-bbout these pp-parts, i've been hiding in the ccc-caveess-s around here for awhile." Krazixs turns to point to the cave and ends up face first in the dirt. Somehow the elf managed to untangle his legs only to gesture to quickly and strike Gell a small hit to his *ahem*. "Uh-huhh ss-ssorryy-y b-bbbout that friend, I-I tend to bb-bbe a lllitttle clumsy."Gulping loudly the elf continues, " aa-aanyway, ss-sso . . . a-aanyone got something to eat?"
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06-10-2003, 02:54 PM | #288 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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Darghon after the tiring flight receives Vinohs message and looks around from above the amazing floating structure. He finds (OOC: Up to you rogue ) Landing on the ground with a final swoop he rests his wings behind him.
"Next time I think I'll take the horses" he says while stretching his back. Darghon can sense the evil energy that emenates from the large floating structure. Looking at the new comers that have emerged from the cave he raises an eyebrow while pulling his hood over his head. "So.. what brings you two to this neck of the woods?" Darghon hearing Krazixs plight reaches into his small pouch and pulls out a peice of jerky and tosses it to him.. "Here catch.." Darghon grins at him. And taking a step back from Gell.. just.. in.. case..
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06-10-2003, 02:54 PM | #289 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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D'Aleen sheaths her weapon and approaches the newcomer with an outstretched hand to help him to his feet.
"Forgive us...these are not trusting times, nor a trustful place. My name is D'Aleen and I have a little food I can share with you." Reaching into her pack she pulls out some bread and cheese, handing it to Krazixs. Grinning she watches as he gobbles up the morsels and turns to the group behind her... "What say you, friends? It would appear we have new companions."
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06-10-2003, 03:04 PM | #290 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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With a sigh of relief straight from his oversize shoes Krazixs looks relieved.
"Thank you oh thank you, you have no idea how long I've been here. . . " For a moment Krazixs looks a little confused and bewildered. ". . . come to think of it I don't really know how long I've been here." Looking around he sees the larger human near the cave. "To be quite honest, I really don't know who he is either I just saw him at the entrance to the cave and came out to investigate, which is when I saw all of you."
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06-10-2003, 03:26 PM | #291 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: The Kitchen
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Goban dismounts, glad the ride is finally over. Reaching into a pocket, he produces a flask and takes a long, satisfying swig and then offers the flask around "Alexandrian Moonshine, good for what ails ya" He then looks up at the floating temple and laughs. "Perfect, just perfect" Turning to his horse and scratching him behind the ear he asks "I don't suppose you can fly, eh buddy? .... no, didn't think so"
Taking a seat under a nearby tree, Goban unsheathes his longsword and starts sharpening it. "Anybody got any ideas?" |
06-10-2003, 03:34 PM | #292 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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Returning D'Aleen's smile with a wink and a nod of thanks, Thantos was about to respond when the two strangers appeared from the cave. Swinging his crossbow around he listens to the pitiful elfs story.
"What were you doing here in the first place Krazixs? This doesn't seem the place for a leisurely stroll. If you need to get away from here, perhaps Lady D'Aleen would be so kind as to lend you a horse." Looking at the tall man, Thantos comments: "We are here on a quest issued by the Duke to rid this land of the evil contained in this Tomb. Now who are you and why are you here?"
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06-10-2003, 04:19 PM | #293 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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"Unfortunately I do have to agree with Thantos with this one.." Darghon looks at the two newcomers "How did you two end up here?"
Whispering to "D'Aleen, I think we may have to find a way to get up there to the temple.. assuming that's what it is.." Darghon looks towards the structure of stone "We might have to pool our elemental magic..."
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06-10-2003, 07:29 PM | #294 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: RI
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Looking at the elf, he introduces himself,"The name is Fael. I come from an area not to far of here, and listening to the wildlife around here, didn't lead me to much guessing as to where you folks were heading. Figured you'd be doing something that I've wanted to see for a long time. Don't know who this elf is, seems he followed me though."
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06-10-2003, 08:16 PM | #295 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: With Jadzia
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Father Quadrial slides off his horse and promptly falls to the ground.
His legs and ass hurt. Muscles he didn't even know he had are strained and bruised. Pain is something he has dealt with many times before and always was able to keep a cheerful demeanor. It was when he lost every bit of his sense of humor that he joined the monastery. Staring up at the floating monolith he almost doesn't notice the pair of strangers who climb from the caves. Their manner was much like soldiers he had seen who had been fighting for so long they lost their humanity. Just staying alive was all they could think about and anything else was forgotten. He wasn't sure what kind of companions people with that kind of damage would make but he was too kind hearted to want to think long about leaving them to the tender mercies of the evil forces that controlled this land. |
06-10-2003, 09:38 PM | #296 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Krazxis stands amidst the gathering of imposing heroes obviously out of his depth.
"I . . uh. . . well. . . can't. . .really say h hh-how long I've been here. heh seems forever sometimes."Looking around apologetically, "Sorry honestly I don't remember. Actually, I can't remember much really. I know my name" he says smiling weakly "but other than that."the small elf gave a shrug. "I've just been exploring this place, for awhile, been in and out of these caves for awhile, trying to keep alive. I don't know how to explain it but I think I am supposed to do something here, I just really can't explain what. It was when I was exploring these caves here that I saw uhh. . . ff-Faael? was it? Well I saw you poking around the cave I was in and decided to investigate like I said earlier. that's when I well. . . uh sorta stumbled into all of you" Gulping loudlly, Krazixs manages a weak smile, but turns a faint shade of green as his gaze focuses on Gell. "So . . uh. . if you guys are going in I can help you . . . well at least I think I can, at least if I remember I can." the elf says with a weak smile
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06-10-2003, 09:40 PM | #297 (permalink) |
Yo dawg, I herd u like...
Location: memes.
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Watching the preceeding with boredom,the knight shifts his glance to Father Quadrial,already climbing the tomb.Attrah dismounts his horse and begins making his way to the top - mumbling something about "more cows for the slaughter".
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06-10-2003, 09:52 PM | #298 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: With Jadzia
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Finding that any assault on the dangling roots was pretty much a waste of time, Father Quadrial turned back to the group.
Looking at the stuttering elf he wonders again at the look of the fellow. There was something, a time in his past life of clashing swords and balls of flame, where wizard and soldier stood side to side fighting the dark forces. Who was the stumbling little man? "Any ideas on how we are going to assault this floating fortress of evil with as little forewarning as possible?" he asked his companions. |
06-10-2003, 11:53 PM | #299 (permalink) |
Crazy
Location: Belgium
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Suddently, a loud noise is heard, and a cloud of gray smoke forms out of thin air. It slowly takes the shape of a large cloak, and finally a set of dark eyes appear in the shadow of this strange person's hat. He studies the faces of all present, and scrapes his throat. Then, he speaks:
"I have been following these events with great interest. And I have come to warn you all. One of the people gathered in this place will surely die before this quest is over." He pauses, again studying the looks of all present, to make sure the importance of what he said had sank in. Then, he makes a dramatic fall to the ground, clenching his heart. He dies in a matter of minutes, leaving them with only these cryptic final words: "Feck. I never thought it would have been me." Last edited by titsmurf; 06-10-2003 at 11:55 PM.. |
06-11-2003, 06:34 AM | #301 (permalink) |
Non-smokers die everyday
Location: Montreal
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Vinoh lets out a sigh mixed with gratitude and puzzlement. Lately, potential allies have been crawling out of the woodwork! While there is strength in numbers, Vinoh wonders at the logistics of keeping such a large group coordinated.
Taken off guard by the appearing mage and shocked at his sudden death, the mind mage wonders if he is not hallucinating and hopes this vile place has not already corrupted his mind. Looking over the elf and human, Vinoh reads their auras, to be sure of their intentions. While he can't get a straigth read off of the human, he finds something strange in the elf... he has no aura at all (OOC: he sent me an e-mail telling me this)! It's as if he was killed and came back under some unknown force! Getting slightly nervous, Vinoh takes a few steps back and sends a telepathic message to everyone, except their 2 new companions: *Telepathic message to group*: "My friends, I fear that the "fun" has already begun. The elf Krazixs has no aura, meaning that he is either dead or from another plane... I'm not exactly sure. He seems friendly, as you can tell by his stuttering affability, but we should do well not to trust whomever happens to come our way." Ending his psychic link to his friends, Vinoh then speaks normally. "Well then... I guess any help we can get is a blessing. However, be advised that after what we've been through, we just can't fully trust you right away, Kazixs and Fael, especially since you join us at the very gates of this evil place! Indeed, our goal is to purge the Tomb of Velix of whatever evil has befallen it as quickly as possible. If you truly want to help us, we welcome you warmly, but if you even think of harming us..." Vinoh finishes his speech mentally: "... then be prepared to face the consequences." The mind mage let's his gaze linger on Kazixs and Fael, adding weight to the seriousness of his words. Then, adopting a calmer behaviour, he addresses the group once again: "I plan to check out the top of this ziggurat, I'll help anyone who cares to join me but cannot climb it on their own with my telekinetic powers. Darghon, can you back me up on this?"
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06-11-2003, 06:40 AM | #302 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Krazixs swallows sickly, shaken by the mental warning that flashed through his already shakey mind.
With a weak grin he manages to say, "Ss-sure, nn-no pproblem"
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06-11-2003, 08:45 AM | #303 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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D'Aleen is startled by the sudden appearance and dire words of the strange person who formed from nowhere. Shocked, she watches him fall to the ground dead.
"After that display there is no doubt in my mind we should get moving as quickly as possible. I am uneasy standing around like some sort of bait." Leaning towards Darghon, she whispers back "I think Vinoh is wise in not trusting these newcomers too quickly....perhaps they have been sent from the dark side as spies. And I'm sure with our powers and Vinoh's abilities we shall find a way to get to the top of the tomb...are any of your handy "spirits" able to transform themselves into a ladder?" Grinning broadly she casts her gaze to the tomb again, wanting to move on before they lost the precious daylight they had left.
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06-11-2003, 09:16 AM | #304 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: RI
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Fael looks up for a moment, then starts laughing."Mental mind games, cute," he says then looks towards D'Aleen,"You are wise in your mistrust, but you think if I was really a spy, I'd reveal myself now, not somewhere in the tunnels? Or somewhere upon the mountain? When you'd be more vunerable." Looking at the elf in front of him, he walks away from him, after which he produces a length of rope from a pack concealed well within his dark cloak. Dropping the rope for a moment, he grasps the middle of his staff, closes his eyes for a moment. After a brief second, a fire seems to engulf the middle of his staff. Soon after the fire dies down, he opens his eyes, and chuckles. Within his hands, his staff has split into two parts that he stashs within his cloak. Bending down, he picks his rope back up, and starts climbing the mountain.
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06-11-2003, 10:23 AM | #305 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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Watching the strange appearance of a man and his sudden death somehow does absolutely nothing for Sir Thantos. For some reason, he isn't really suprised about anything anymore. Thinking back briefly he remembers people disappearing into thin air, being controlled mentally, killer mold, undead children, magical horses, half dragons (ouch not liking the mental image of that mating!), floating temples, etc.
Shaking his head as if to clear it, he focuses his attention at the more important task at hand. "I, as you all must know by now, agree most whole-heartedly with Vinoh. Let's move out and get onto this ziggurat at least. Darghon, can you carry me up to the lower level so I can provide some protection from on the tower for those that are climbing up? I figure if we can all get to the base pyramid we can climb up together in a line looking for openings."
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06-11-2003, 11:18 AM | #306 (permalink) |
Yo dawg, I herd u like...
Location: memes.
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The knight pauses to see his companions finally moving into action.Attrah takes a mocking tone, "Oh,so you have decided to join me? How nice." Pausing a moment to rummage through his pack,he takes out a length of rope with a grappling hook at the end."If we aren't flying up there,guess this is the only way eh?"
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06-11-2003, 12:04 PM | #307 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Krazixs looks skyward at the climb before him, visions of him tumbling to his splattering end taunt his already fragile nerves. Keeping his eyes on the climb the small elf steps forward only to twist his foot on a rock loose his footing and come crashing down face first in the dirt. Lying still contemplating the wisdom of his decision to accompany the party Krazixs trys to decide if there might not be a better way to get to the top. The sudden picture of himself hanging by his neck strangling to death upside down in the vines does little to calm him. Gritting his teeth the small body pushes itself on it's ungainly feet, and much to his own horror, begins to try and climb the vines upward. . . .
As Krazixs swings helplessly by his feet tangled in the vines, a mere foot off the ground, he looks helplessly toward the group . . . "Heh. . .don't suppose one of you might want to give me a hand?"
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06-11-2003, 01:28 PM | #308 (permalink) |
Non-smokers die everyday
Location: Montreal
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Seeing that the elf was stuggling with his climb, Vinoh concentrates for a moment. An invisible force then untangles Krazixs from the vines holding him and lifts him gently to the first tier. The mind mage then joins him by performing the same act of will on himself, landing a few feet from the elf.
"Just because my trust needs to be earned doesn't mean that I don't like to offer help when it's needed..." Vinoh then turns to see how the rest of the group is doing. Attrah seems to be handling the climb well and Thantos will probably get help from Darghon. This leaves D'Aleen, the good Father, Goban, Fael and Tower. The latter two would surely be able to climb on their own, so Vinoh calls to the elvish druid and the cleric. "Father Quadrial, D'Aleen! If you need help getting up here, just tell me or Darghon. We'll put our minds to it!"
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06-11-2003, 01:58 PM | #309 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: The Kitchen
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Goban finishes rummaging through his packs, taking only a torch, his sword and bow, some food and his flask. His preparations set, he begins the climb on Attrah's rope. Reaching the top in fairly good shape, he takes a quick look around, admiring the view while waiting for everyone to get onto the pyramid.
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06-11-2003, 02:08 PM | #310 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Done being noisily sick Krazixs huddles on the ground awaiting the rest of the party.
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06-11-2003, 02:21 PM | #311 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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The elf looks up to Vinoh with a sly grin... "Thank you for the offer but this I think I can handle. My poor father was always chasing me out of the trees as a child!"
And with that she slung her bow back over her shoulder, grasped the rope Goban used to ascend the pyramid, and started climbing. Reaching the top she accepts the hands held out to help her up. "Goban, I could use a sip from your flask now, if you have it still!"
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06-11-2003, 04:47 PM | #312 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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Seeing that everyone is ahead of him and are already on the 1st tier Thantos asks Darghon.
"Darghon, can you drop my near the top of the pyramid, beside the temple? That way if anything comes out between the others and us we can catch them in a crossfire. "
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06-11-2003, 07:45 PM | #313 (permalink) |
Loser
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* As the sun reaches it's peak
The light seems to intensify through the gloom of the clouds. A soft ray comes down upon the top tier in through the columns of the temple. The Tomb starts to rumble and quake And it very slowly starts to decend. All the people on the Tomb are not finding it difficult to keep their balance. However, when the Tomb finally touches ground completely. You are JOLTED with the incredible weight settling upon the Earth finally, and thrown to the tier surface. Those on the ground who saw this astounding event, see the soft ray fade, and the clouds turn grey again. You notice a large crack in the base at the corner of the Tomb. It is large enough for a good sized human to get through easily. After the Tomb's decent, you notice that all noise in the surrounding area has gone deathly quiet. * |
06-11-2003, 08:23 PM | #314 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: With Jadzia
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Father Quadrial watches rubs his butt as he watches first a man die at his feet then the party start climbing up toward the tomb.
He has never had a great affinity for the divine so when the he found himself slowly walking toward the caves where the elf had been hiding the monks only thought was evil magic. But he felt too right, too much in control for the force to be evil. Like he was being lead but had the choice to walk away if he wanted. Walking into the cave he couldn't understand how the elf had managed to survive in such a dark, dank place with sharp rocks and where the only way to get around was on your hands and knees. The cross on the tip of his staff began to glow as he pressed deeper into the darkness. The it grew so bright it hurt his eyes. Looking into a crevasse in the rocks Father Quadrial tried to figure out why a brass ring would be attached to the rock. Reaching out he pulled on the thick ring only to have the rock move, swinging aside to reveal a small cavern. "My friends, come quick. There is great magic here." The father bellowed with all the voice his massive lungs carried. |
06-11-2003, 08:52 PM | #315 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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Thrown to the ground with amazing force D'Aleen is winded by the sudden drop of the temple.
"All that for naught...." she thinks to herself as she gingerly rubs her sore ribs.........
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06-11-2003, 09:39 PM | #316 (permalink) |
Psycho
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Clambering onto the now fallen rocks of the tomb, Gell laughs heartily at those who put so much effort into their climb. "Sometimes all you am having to do am wait, and prey am fall into trap instead of being hunted!" He unsheathes his axe and peers into the opened doorway, visibly unsettled. "Still, me an not wait for THEM to come to us. Me am go to them! It am time for Gell, great orc warrior, to kick bad magic squishy man butt!"
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06-11-2003, 10:49 PM | #317 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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Watching everyone fall off the bottom of the soil around the tomb he shakes his head.
"You were right D'Aleen, all that for nothing indeed" Looking at the crack in the side of the temple he wonders.. then hears Father Quadrials cry. Running to the cave he sees through the darkness then up to where it is illuminated by Father Quadrials staff. Seeing the new passage way he wonders... "Father do you think this is possibly a way in?" Darghon sends a telepathic message to Vinoh 'Tell the others father quadrial has possibly found a way in, but we need to discuss quickly which would be better route to follow, either the crack in the wall where we might suprise our hosts, or this secret passage way where they could be in wait...'
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06-12-2003, 05:10 AM | #318 (permalink) |
Loser
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* Within the hidden chamber seemingly natural cut out of stone
is an alter of plain stone, with a recepticle at the bottom filled with light. Darghon is in shock even more when the Father's mouth speaks but his voice is not his own... a more hollow, echoing, distant, soft deep voice comes... * "Thank you my son, you have done well This is the last I'll be able to assist you, now that the sun has started to wane. The horror will rise his home at night's peak, beware Reach into the light...I have gifts to reward your quest's companions These are to aid you in your times of need. A shield for the Knight...protect your allies, ward your foes A trinity of stars for the visionary...these will aid your strengths A blade for the beast...striking fear fast A helm for the dragon's child...for your mind must stand well A cloak for the nightblade...climb to great height A bow for the forest's lady...light will be your weapon now and for the new trio a ring each for the lord's warrior and the forest lord and for the last son of the three there is no need to be laid so low, a periapt for your well being And for my son who gives my words... a symbol, a token of my faith thanks and may you fare well in your quest to rid the darkness and aid the light." * After the voice stops, Darghon notes the Father is standing bold seeming straighter, stronger...his skin fairer...as if he's gained some youth. The plain alter stands quiet, waiting with light.* Last edited by rogue49; 06-12-2003 at 05:13 AM.. |
06-12-2003, 05:53 AM | #319 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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D'Aleen leaps up upon hearing the father's bellow, running to his side. Astounded, she peers into the hidden chamber listening to the voice coming from the friar.
"Good fortune does smile upon us from time to time..."she murmers as she steps forward and, shielding her eyes slightly from the incredible light coming from the altar, reaches forward...slowly withdrawing a long, beautiful bow. Her eyes widen at the remarkable workmanship...even the greatest craftsmen from her kind would not be able to create such a treasure. She runs her fingers up the length of the pale bow, appreciating the strength of the wood. A small, clear jewel is embedded at the tip of it, sparkling as it catches a ray of sun from outside. Stepping back, she smiles and waits for the others to claim their gifts.
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06-12-2003, 06:14 AM | #320 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: With Jadzia
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His voice sore from speaking in a voice not his own Father Quadrial looks down at the necklace in his hands.
There is a center stone with runes around with the Celtic cross in the stone. The rest of the stones are dark and have glimpses of color running through them. Touching the stone gives the monk a sense of well being and all the aches and pains that he had learned to live with for so long vanished. |
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fantasy, quest, rpg, tfp, tomb, velix |
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