Post by K Man on Oct 13, 2004 9:00:02 GMT -5
Hero, Garor, Callian, Angelus, Caelith and Newt - Camir nods, indicating every effort he has and more will be spent on keeping this machine running.
Theld twists and turns the knobs behind his pedestal, looking like a maestro at a symphony rather than the Dwarven inventor he has proven to be.
"You'll be in Ravenshead in no time..."
The metal arms above you swing and move, lurking ever closer to knocking you all senseless. The dozen girls grip whatever piece of clothing of the larger people they can and a few of them gasp. Sparks and electricity begin to fly from the levers and booms, raining lightly upon your head.
Then it happens...
You're unsure of how to describe it, but it's as though your mind is hit by lightning. It fills your head with equations, scientific understanding...even theories you could never have possibly understood on your own. The world slips away almost instantly, replaced with visions of rock and earth that pass by at an alarming rate. You catch fleeting glimpses of gems, caverns..even denizens of the underworld as you rip through the earth, your body lighter than air.
Then it's over.
You look around, feeling no different aside from a slight taste of dirt in your mouth, and see the sun shining upon your face. You stand, at the steps of Ravenshead castle, near the healing gem. Several people around you throw their hands into the air and scream, your sudden appearance quite startling. King Sturmguard himself is there as well, great blade drawn in defense, expecting an assassination attempt.
He calms himself and looks puzzled, eyes darting left and right as though to divulge the reason for your sudden appearance. He sheathes his blade as his guards remain on the lookout and moves down the steps, the gem about his neck gleaming brightly in the afternoon sun.
"What in the gods are you doing here?...and who are all these kids?"
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Krysta, Girud and Galdren - The Queen's gaze turns a bit colder, like a spider suddenly distasteful of its prey. Galdren is exempt from this gaze as he pledges his assistance to the noble.
"I assumed your urge to destroy The Master was great, greater than your will to hesitate."
"However, I cannot force you. Take whatever time you need to decide. Do not delay long however...for my desire is greater than my patience."
The Queen turns, returning to her throne. Irinys nods and motions back to a side room with a closed door.
"You may use that room just beyond to discuss...or shall you require more time than that?"
The Elven prince becomes ignorant of you and takes a step closer to his mother and Queen. The two begin talking in their native tongue.
You look to the room, wondering just how long your discussion will be.
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Yuri, Sehanine and Romar - [Yuri, Last round - Charge down hallway. Attack Roll = 21. Damage Roll = 6, -2 levels. The Drow crumples and falls to the ground, the life and energy drained from him.]
Romar follows shortly after Yuri, brining his longsword to bear. [Attack Roll = 20, Damage Roll = 11] The blade slices deep into the small dark Dwarf, forcing blood to spray against the stone walls as the creature dies horribly.
Derro 1 is dead.
[Initiative: Yuri and Romar, The Drow and Derro, Sehanine.]
[Yuri, second action?]
The Drow is dead, as is one Derro. There are two unwounded Derro's left.
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Theld twists and turns the knobs behind his pedestal, looking like a maestro at a symphony rather than the Dwarven inventor he has proven to be.
"You'll be in Ravenshead in no time..."
The metal arms above you swing and move, lurking ever closer to knocking you all senseless. The dozen girls grip whatever piece of clothing of the larger people they can and a few of them gasp. Sparks and electricity begin to fly from the levers and booms, raining lightly upon your head.
Then it happens...
You're unsure of how to describe it, but it's as though your mind is hit by lightning. It fills your head with equations, scientific understanding...even theories you could never have possibly understood on your own. The world slips away almost instantly, replaced with visions of rock and earth that pass by at an alarming rate. You catch fleeting glimpses of gems, caverns..even denizens of the underworld as you rip through the earth, your body lighter than air.
Then it's over.
You look around, feeling no different aside from a slight taste of dirt in your mouth, and see the sun shining upon your face. You stand, at the steps of Ravenshead castle, near the healing gem. Several people around you throw their hands into the air and scream, your sudden appearance quite startling. King Sturmguard himself is there as well, great blade drawn in defense, expecting an assassination attempt.
He calms himself and looks puzzled, eyes darting left and right as though to divulge the reason for your sudden appearance. He sheathes his blade as his guards remain on the lookout and moves down the steps, the gem about his neck gleaming brightly in the afternoon sun.
"What in the gods are you doing here?...and who are all these kids?"
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Krysta, Girud and Galdren - The Queen's gaze turns a bit colder, like a spider suddenly distasteful of its prey. Galdren is exempt from this gaze as he pledges his assistance to the noble.
"I assumed your urge to destroy The Master was great, greater than your will to hesitate."
"However, I cannot force you. Take whatever time you need to decide. Do not delay long however...for my desire is greater than my patience."
The Queen turns, returning to her throne. Irinys nods and motions back to a side room with a closed door.
"You may use that room just beyond to discuss...or shall you require more time than that?"
The Elven prince becomes ignorant of you and takes a step closer to his mother and Queen. The two begin talking in their native tongue.
You look to the room, wondering just how long your discussion will be.
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Yuri, Sehanine and Romar - [Yuri, Last round - Charge down hallway. Attack Roll = 21. Damage Roll = 6, -2 levels. The Drow crumples and falls to the ground, the life and energy drained from him.]
Romar follows shortly after Yuri, brining his longsword to bear. [Attack Roll = 20, Damage Roll = 11] The blade slices deep into the small dark Dwarf, forcing blood to spray against the stone walls as the creature dies horribly.
Derro 1 is dead.
[Initiative: Yuri and Romar, The Drow and Derro, Sehanine.]
[Yuri, second action?]
The Drow is dead, as is one Derro. There are two unwounded Derro's left.
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