Post by K Man on Sept 14, 2004 10:39:54 GMT -5
{Krysta...very well played and excellent descriptions.}
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Hero, Garor and now, Callian - {The door was opened for you Callian.} The dwarf waits patiently, wondering what the new man on his steps brings him.
"What brings ye here?"
It appears as though Master Magmire is trying anything to avoid more conversation with his two accusers, and does not suspect their cooperation with the new arrival.
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Newt, Angelus and now, Caelith - Meeting up with the elf, he relays what he has uncovered quickly and quietly. His evidence sounds solid and his plan sound...
The patrons of the bar pay little attention to you, leaving you to your decision.
{What do you want to do?}
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Krysta, Girud and Galdren - Irinys agrees, silently waving his arm to the embankments. The boats pull aside, and the elves spill out, taking positions with their bows. Each one touches the crystal, adding to their strength as they draw bows back, aiming them where Mordrock inidicates.
{Remember, +4 STR for one hour for touching the gem.}
You each move with them taking up positions on the banks of the river...waiting. One archer stays on each boat and Irinys insists two of his best stay with the crytal.
Mordrock studies the waters, his black eyes focusing in the darkness. He appears dedicated to alerting anyone to a change in the creature. He waits silently...
Until he pierces the night with his scream...
"It's coming!!!"
In an act of true bravery, Mordrock dives behind a wall of archers, screaming like a small child. The river rises, like bread in a baker's oven, until it explodes and unleashes the monster beneath it. It looks like a crocodile, but it's open maw ends in two horrible, slimy tentacles that reach out wildly for a fresh meal.
It attacks....
{Initiative: Galdren, Mordrock, The MudMaw, Krysta and The Elves, Girud.} If position is a concern, let me know and I'll do another map. Otherwise, consider yourselves within 30 ft. of it, clear paths.
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Sehanine, Yuri and Romar - {Hell no, it's cool Keep going as long as you'd like. I just need to move everyone else along.}
The dwarves around you rise from their wounded slumber, puzzling the sounds of the arguement. They can no longer ignore the words they hear;
'Gaseous form...'
'Son of the night...'
'Undead...'
The dwarves begin to put it together. A few of them instinctively reach for the weapons, holding them in blood cursted hands. They are a wounded people and this talk is doing little to ease their fears.
Marg himself stands, ignoring his dying king and glares at all three of you.
"I best not find out ye little stunt in the woods was just that...or ye be tasting my steel and flame..."
"Expert in crystals? Secrecy...ye best be spilling your tale now...and I mean all of it."
"Are ye agents of The Master, have ye come for our gem?"
Marg's companions flank him, preparing spells similar to the ones you heard in the forest.
They wait for words to spill forth....from all of you...
{Anyone touching the crystal is granted with a +4 to AC for the next hour.)
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Hero, Garor and now, Callian - {The door was opened for you Callian.} The dwarf waits patiently, wondering what the new man on his steps brings him.
"What brings ye here?"
It appears as though Master Magmire is trying anything to avoid more conversation with his two accusers, and does not suspect their cooperation with the new arrival.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Newt, Angelus and now, Caelith - Meeting up with the elf, he relays what he has uncovered quickly and quietly. His evidence sounds solid and his plan sound...
The patrons of the bar pay little attention to you, leaving you to your decision.
{What do you want to do?}
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Krysta, Girud and Galdren - Irinys agrees, silently waving his arm to the embankments. The boats pull aside, and the elves spill out, taking positions with their bows. Each one touches the crystal, adding to their strength as they draw bows back, aiming them where Mordrock inidicates.
{Remember, +4 STR for one hour for touching the gem.}
You each move with them taking up positions on the banks of the river...waiting. One archer stays on each boat and Irinys insists two of his best stay with the crytal.
Mordrock studies the waters, his black eyes focusing in the darkness. He appears dedicated to alerting anyone to a change in the creature. He waits silently...
Until he pierces the night with his scream...
"It's coming!!!"
In an act of true bravery, Mordrock dives behind a wall of archers, screaming like a small child. The river rises, like bread in a baker's oven, until it explodes and unleashes the monster beneath it. It looks like a crocodile, but it's open maw ends in two horrible, slimy tentacles that reach out wildly for a fresh meal.
It attacks....
{Initiative: Galdren, Mordrock, The MudMaw, Krysta and The Elves, Girud.} If position is a concern, let me know and I'll do another map. Otherwise, consider yourselves within 30 ft. of it, clear paths.
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Sehanine, Yuri and Romar -
unless we're driving Kman crazy
The dwarves around you rise from their wounded slumber, puzzling the sounds of the arguement. They can no longer ignore the words they hear;
'Gaseous form...'
'Son of the night...'
'Undead...'
The dwarves begin to put it together. A few of them instinctively reach for the weapons, holding them in blood cursted hands. They are a wounded people and this talk is doing little to ease their fears.
Marg himself stands, ignoring his dying king and glares at all three of you.
"I best not find out ye little stunt in the woods was just that...or ye be tasting my steel and flame..."
"Expert in crystals? Secrecy...ye best be spilling your tale now...and I mean all of it."
"Are ye agents of The Master, have ye come for our gem?"
Marg's companions flank him, preparing spells similar to the ones you heard in the forest.
They wait for words to spill forth....from all of you...
{Anyone touching the crystal is granted with a +4 to AC for the next hour.)
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... Sorry! I've edited it. I always confuse those two names...