09-16-2003, 08:13 AM | #881 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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Kentelos, not sure if it will help the situation now that the rope is pulled, burns the rope above the "clerk" out of his reach so that he can not pull it again, while at the same time attempts to sever the chain attached the the clerks right side. He hopes that it may show him that we mean him no harm, and also that the chain is not fire resistent.
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09-16-2003, 08:18 AM | #882 (permalink) |
Banned
Location: Pennsytuckia
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"Don't free him yet!" Sparrow says touching Kentelos's shoulder. "Let see what the alarm brings before we go freeing another possible enemy. A chained dog still defends its master!" With a wink Sparrow readies himself for what is to come.
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09-16-2003, 08:41 AM | #883 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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"thats why i'm still leaving one of the chains connected, I just want to see his reaction"
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09-16-2003, 09:34 AM | #884 (permalink) |
Loser
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* Underneath the strewn paperwork, you feel your feet kicking small objects
Glints appear from between the shreds & rolls. The books on the shelves all seem to be of accounting. You now note a door in the back of the room, faded & grey. The man quakes, and curls into himself "I do my job, I serve well I acknowledge your great darkness, and ignore the object of light you hate. Please don't let them hurt me" Howls echo from the halls below from the stairwells... * |
09-16-2003, 10:45 AM | #886 (permalink) |
Yo dawg, I herd u like...
Location: memes.
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Attrah groans while watching everything take place.
"Everyone should move into defensive positions if we are to fight.The only other option is to run,we have but seconds..make your decision." Stepping forward,the knight prepares himself. |
09-16-2003, 10:53 AM | #887 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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"Agreed Attrah...everyone prepare yourselves...Attrah and I will watch the door we came in...someone needs to watch the door on the far side of the room. With the spellcasters in the middle to attack either direction. Oh..and will someone please find out what's glinting under all that paper?"
Thantos then raises his sword and moves towards the door preparing for the worst. "Attrah...perhaps we should just hold this door shut and let the others see if that other door is an escape route? We should prepare to try to close this door anyway in case there are too many to defend against. "
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09-16-2003, 10:59 AM | #888 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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"I have a feeling things are going to warm up REAL quick"
Kentelos lays his hand out flat in front of him, his eyes beginning swirling in the colors of fire, and 3 tiny balls of flame begins circling above his hand slowly.
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09-16-2003, 12:06 PM | #889 (permalink) |
Banned
Location: Pennsytuckia
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Sparrow moves into the room quickly drawing his sword and placing the blade below the man's chin. "WHO IS YOUR MASTER? Tell me what will be coming up here now or I will end your miserable life!" Sparrow uses this time so close to the man to try and make out what the man is doing and whom he might be.
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09-16-2003, 02:17 PM | #890 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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Darghon looks around.. "Time to change I think.. better to prepare myself now than when we're in the heat of battle and leaving my companions a sword short during the fight..."
And with that he changed to his dragonish form.. tensing up his outer flesh was replaced scales that seemed to emerge from underneath his skin, his hands and feet got bigger, the claws on his fingers elongated and became more menacing. Darghon facial features became more reptillian, his jaws lengthening a little more and his teeth becoming more ferocious. A long tail appeared from behind under his cloak and his wings emerged.. And over all he grew about a foot in height... With a deeper voice than normal "Well I'm ready now.. shall we dance?" Grinning show all his teeth he takes the lightblade hilt out of its leather holder...
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09-16-2003, 03:13 PM | #891 (permalink) | |
Yo dawg, I herd u like...
Location: memes.
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With that,Attrah moves to assist Thantos. |
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09-16-2003, 06:31 PM | #892 (permalink) |
Non-smokers die everyday
Location: Montreal
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Cursing his decision to approach the frail accountant, Vinoh contemplates paralyzing him anyway, but decides against it, thinking that the chains should hold him well enough. Seeing as the fighters had already taken their positions near the door, the mind mage goes about the task of finding out what the objects under all the papers are, hoping for a pleasant surprise.
"Sorry about my jumpy initiative, guys. Thantos' plan is sound: all fighters should cover both doors, with mages in the middle. Sparrow, why don't you check out what's behind the second door with D'Aleen and the good Father, while I see what's underneath all this paperwork."
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09-17-2003, 11:59 AM | #893 (permalink) |
Loser
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Vinoh:
* You start finding many pieces of coin Gold, Silver, Platnim, Copper, Bronze again & again, spread out on the floor underneath the strewn pieces of paper* Sparrow: * The pale man cringes in fright from your words and curls up further into himself and his head underneath the table as if to shield him from your potential blows. He continues to mumble to himself quieter & quieter* All: * There is a muffled howling & shreaking behind the door you have shut* |
09-17-2003, 12:36 PM | #894 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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Noticing the money Vinoh is finding Kentelos speaks
"I'm sure you plan on it but I would suggest not picking up any of the coin, who knows what sort of evil is around it, or what lengths this mans master will go to get it back."
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09-17-2003, 02:08 PM | #895 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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Darghon chews on abit of jerky.. Darghon walks down the back near where the door is and casts 'Travel through walls' on himself.. putting his head through the door he looks outside and sees (OOC: rogue ) Bringing his head back in he tells the rest of the group..
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09-17-2003, 08:13 PM | #896 (permalink) |
Non-smokers die everyday
Location: Montreal
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"Hmm... You're probably right, Kentelos. Besides, we're here for a greater cause than mere money."
Getting back up, Vinoh listens to the chaos on the other side of the main door. "I think we should be moving along, my friends. I don't really like what I'm hearing. Let's make for that back door as soon as Darghon tells us what's there."
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09-17-2003, 08:49 PM | #897 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: With Jadzia
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Raising his staff Father Quadrial moves on the door.
"It looks like we are about to have some company." Turning back he glares at the little man, "And you shut up now. Your master is the very least of your worries. Your life means little to us when you have betrayed us." A voice from the necklace pipes into the portly monks ear, "My aren't we being the bully." "Shut up." Noticing that some of his team are looking at him funny the priest lowers his voice, "I want him more scared of us then his master." |
09-18-2003, 03:06 PM | #898 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Standing in the middle of the room awaiting the arrival of whatever is coming Krazixs ponders the scared old man, curious to know more about him.
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09-19-2003, 10:52 AM | #900 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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Not doing anything important Kentelos says to Krazixs..
"Krazixs lets go check out whats beyond the door. We aren't doing anything too important at the moment." At that Kentelos goes to check out the door and whats behind it hoping that Krazixs is with him.
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09-21-2003, 08:11 AM | #902 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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(OOC: Oopss..sorry guys I though Darghon was looking through the door Attrah and I are at to figure out what the howling was behind it. He is instead looking out the back door so ignore my last post... Krazixs and Kentelos you don't need to go to the back door (unless you want to)).
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09-21-2003, 08:29 AM | #903 (permalink) |
Loser
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All:
* After you see Darghon stick his head through the door briefly, he flinches back as if in pain, and then widens his stance as if the hold himself up and steady. A clawed mark is across his face, and his visage looks a bit more drawn. Then suddenly, you notice a mist coming through underneath the door, and between the cracks. * Krazixs & Kentelos: * You open the door at the back of the room easily. Inside you see a landing for a very small spiraled stairwell going down. This stairwell is lit by fluttering torches in iron sconces. A chilly wind rushes up from the circling stairway, seeming to kill the very heat of the torches. * |
09-21-2003, 08:48 AM | #904 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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"Well it appears we may have a way out of this mess, from what I can tell it's all clear through this passage way. Now should we take the clerk or leave him? I vote we take him if we can calm him down maybe he will be willing to help us."
Kentelos looks back down the stairs and hopes it really is safe to go down.
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09-21-2003, 09:26 AM | #905 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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Watching the mist seep into the room and shivering slightly at the howls coming from behind the closed door, D'Aleen grasps her bow tightly and turns from following Kentelos and Krazixs to address the others.
"I think we had better leave...and we'd best do it quickly. Leave the old man - he is a slave to his master and I don't think we should trust him at all to help us." The elf is just about to start over to the door at the back of the room when her glance rests on Darghon. "Darghon! Are you badly hurt?" ooc: Sorry for my lag in the game.....fiscal year end at work which equates to all work and no play!
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09-21-2003, 04:17 PM | #906 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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(OOC: Cubby, don't worry mate, rogue thought so too, I will have to make myself abit clearer next time.. my fault )
"Argh.." Darghon steps back through the door and clenches at the strike with one of his hands... As he takes his hand away the cuts look better already.."Yes thankyou D'Aleen, this will be fine in a few hours..." He grins... "There's three rather large wolves on that side of the door.. possibly of the were kind..." Darghon casts wood to stone on the door to hinder the process of the beasts... Darghon sees the mist.. "hrmm.. could they?" Darghon for abit.. "Thantos.. Attrah.. When I tell you to move.. move out of the way.." Darghon starts to summon the energy to create an air tight invisible wall against the door and surrounding wall.. "MOVE!" As Thantos and Attrah move to the side he casts the invisible wall spell.. the door opening slightly as he does.. "That should hold them.. But I don't know for how long.. Shall we leave?" Darghon looks abit sluggish after expelling that energy..
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09-21-2003, 07:02 PM | #907 (permalink) |
Non-smokers die everyday
Location: Montreal
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"Let's get out of here and leave the accountant to the dogs."
Vinoh says this grimly, as he is aware that probably none of the present situation would have materialised if he hadn't acted so impetuously beforehand. Resolute, he starts to make his way down the spiraling stairwell.
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09-21-2003, 08:25 PM | #908 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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D'Aleen locks eyes with Thantos instinctively and then turns to follow Vinoh down the stairwell.
"I think our energy is better saved for our ultimate battle....I choose flight before fight this time around. Leave the "dogs" to Darghon's barrier."
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09-22-2003, 05:11 AM | #909 (permalink) |
Loser
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* The combination of spells seems to muffle the sounds
as well as their efforts to enter...for now. The frail & shallow accountant is still cowering under his table as you flee the scene. You go down the spiraled shaft of stairs. Turning several times downward, until you come to a landing. This turns to a small hallway to your right, ending at a door. The stairs continue down, the chill air coming from below. * |
09-22-2003, 09:25 AM | #910 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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Darghon pants and leans on a wall.. "This is not normal.." Darghon looks for the father.. "Father.. could you check me over please"
"Where do we want to go..? I think that we should head maybe through the door, then we'll have something between us and them when my barrier vanishes.. But either way we have to keep moving..." Darghon shakes his head blinking abit.. then slides down the wall.. "urgh.."
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09-22-2003, 09:49 AM | #911 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Krazixs looks at the fallen Darghon slumped against the wall. Not waiting for the Father the small elf instinctively steps to his fallen comrade. Grasping his injured head in both of his hands Krazixs let's his energy flow into the wounds and the poison flowing through Darghon's body. A brilliant white light shines from his hands as the wounds close and the venom in his veins subsides. With a small smile of satisfaction on his face Krazixs falls unconcious in utter exhaustion.
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09-22-2003, 11:32 AM | #912 (permalink) |
Yo dawg, I herd u like...
Location: memes.
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Watching everything happening,the knight begins to wonder about the mark on Darghon's face.
"Werewolves? Might I remind everyone that Lycanthropy is a disease...and Darghon may have contracted it.I doubt I need to say this,but a werewolf half dragon could become a problem." Watching Krazixs' actions as well... "As noble as that may have been,our problems might have just gotten worse..." Drawing his Father's sword... "Father Quadrial,unless you can assure me that this disease can be cured,I'm afraid I will have to put them down." |
09-22-2003, 01:03 PM | #913 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: courtin in the kitchen
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Krazixs sits up in a dazed stupor, head on his knees panting. He felt as if he had just tried to lift the entire castle on his back. Looking at Darghon's wound the elf see's he wasn't succesful in healing his wounds. They were half healed, and although they did not look as festering as before the elf could still sense a illness emmanating from him.
Krazixs looks at everyone with a shamed apologetic smile. "I don't know why I thought I could heal it, I haven't used healing abilities since before . . . " Krazixs voice trailed off, before what, he couldn't remember.
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09-22-2003, 01:17 PM | #914 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Salt Lake City
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While everyone is fussing over Darghon's wound Kentelos moves over to the door and opens it, not sure, and not really caring whats on the other side.
"We need to keep moving friends. Time is not something we have alot of."
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09-22-2003, 01:26 PM | #915 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: BC, Canada
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Having come down behind everyone, Thantos takes a look at the situation and agrees with Kentelos.
"Kentelos...check out what's on the other side quickly...we still have time to head down further if needed. Attrah..put your sword away. Darghon is one of us. We have no idea if they were in fact werewolves and even if they were we have no idea how they will react with a half-dragon. Most dragons have some sort of magical resistance and he may be able to fight this off. " Glaring at Attrah, Thantos moves sheaths his sword and lifts Darghon as best he can. Since Darghon is in his dragon shape and is quite large the best Thantos can do is get under his arms and drag him. Thantos will start to drag him towards the door unless Kentelos comes back with bad news about the room...
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09-22-2003, 02:06 PM | #916 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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"Thankyou Krazixs.. It would seem you have a great power hidden with in you.. almost forgotten with time.." Darghon gets up with Thantos help.. "Thankyou as.. well.. Thantos.."
Darghon waits for Father Quadrial..
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09-22-2003, 10:12 PM | #917 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: With Jadzia
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Reaching out to touch the half-dragon Father Quadrial feels a horrible sorrow like something has been torn away.
A piece of the warriors soul has been carried away to who know where. He remember some of the learned texts he had read describing just such an effect when an undead master tried to drain the life force of a cleric and had been fought off. The only problem was that the cleric had gone mad and spent the rest of his days weeping and mourning the loss of that part of his soul that would never return. But this was no cleric it was a warrior with the magic of a dragon. Only a true master of darkness could do such a thing. "OK, you annoying amulet this is your chance to prove yourself worth my having to listen to you whine and complain all the time." "What are you talking to me? When some dumb dragon warrior needs help you decide to ask me for help? And without a bit of common politeness I might add..." Not willing to listen for another minute, Father Quadrial reaches out with both hand and digs deep into the blisters on the half/dragons skin/hide. With a moan he lets every bit of him self that he can afford to release go. Slowly the dark void is filled. Staggering backward, he sits with a thump on the floor. "My friends, let us hope I don't have to do that again very soon or you will have to carry me from this place on my sheild." Last edited by redravin40; 09-23-2003 at 06:37 AM.. |
09-22-2003, 10:23 PM | #918 (permalink) |
The Cheshire Grin...
Location: An Aussie Outback
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Darghon listens to the father and agrees.. "Yes it does feel like something is missing now that you mention it.." Darghon watches the argument between the father and his beads.. he tries to laugh.. but can't be bothered..
After receiving the healing he grins.. feeling better and whole again. Getting up he lends the father a hand picking him up to his feet and thanking him gratefully "Don't worry father.. if you need to be carried out I'll be glad to lend you a hand.." "So all.. shall we go.. but which way? Onwards or down the stairs?" Darghon raises an eyebrow..
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09-23-2003, 12:09 AM | #919 (permalink) |
Yo dawg, I herd u like...
Location: memes.
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Wondering if Father Quadrial had done the trick,Attrah looked back into Thantos' glare.
The knight once again weighed his comrades.This "bond" they shared could get them into trouble.In times of war,you cut your losses and saved what you could..it simply made sense.Attrah didn't exactly feel the need to attack Darghon or Krazixs..but he also didn't exactly like the idea of having two possible werewolves getting a sneak attack.This left the knight with two options,trust Father Quadrial's abilities..or he could attack Darghon and Krazixs.. Trust...or safety... The knight stepped foward toward Thantos,put his sword away..and simply stated.. "I am with you.Let's hope it doesent cost us our lives." Having to rely on someone else..give them his trust..a very new concept to Attrah..and one he didn't like very much. |
09-23-2003, 04:42 AM | #920 (permalink) |
Banned
Location: Pennsytuckia
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Sparrow watching from the back, steps up to the center of the group, "friends we have two choices, stand and fight, or move on. We need to choose and choose now." He looks back toward the stairs they had just came down. "It is my duty to myself to fight but my duty to you to see you to saftey." He draws his sword. "I am ready either way but please choose now so we may be ready with what we choose."
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