Post by Head Moderator on Nov 5, 2013 2:47:35 GMT -5
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke has entered the room.
Tesarik One: Backup logger?
Ashton Locke: on
Tesarik One: Log On
Tesarik One: ^v^ 10/31/2013 10:46:01 PM ^v^
Tesarik One: --start quest state--
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Halloween 2013"
Tesarik One: THIS IS R-RATED, your character faces great danger on my
Halloween quests, moreso than any others. You are in my hands. Beware.
Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.
Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or one of the Moderators.
Tesarik One: Estimated time is 3 hours from when we begin.
Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you
die.
Tesarik One: Make sure your dossier is updated! If it's not on your dossier
you do not have it and this includes mundane gear.
Tesarik One: Remember when you first use something to tell me how you are
able to use it - after that you can merely state the numbers.
Tesarik One: Now state your info: Rank - Name - Class/Profession - Dice -
Hit Points - Defense DC - Healing Points if applicable. You will need to keep
up with your own self-healing points as they are used.
Tesarik One: ---end state---
Ashton Locke: Dorian Thales, Emerald Defender, Psion/Arcane, 2d70, 58 hp,
DC: 11
FIames of Winter: (Sigyn - Emerald Champion - 2d74 - DC22 - HP47 [Amulet of
Health +10 = 57] - Combat/Ranger/Support- Self Heal 22)
a halcyon calm: Halcyon, Emerald Marshal, 2d78, 39hp, DC20, Heal 22,
Devout/Druid/Support
RanuIfr: Ranulfr / Emerald Marshal / 2d78 / DefDC: 22 / HP: 78 / Self
Healing Points: 22 / Healing Points; 22 / Combat/Fighter/Support
Tesarik One: Roll init, give me final number.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Ashton Locke: (6)
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
a halcyon calm: 14
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
RanuIfr: (13)
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
FIames of Winter: (+12 = 32)
Tesarik One: Special Note: You will get back what you put in tonight.
Meaning, if you simply stand back and let things happen around you and take
no thought or action yourself, you may miss out on something good -
Tesarik One: or bad - who knows. But this is a hands-on, story-driven quest
more than some others. So, please feel free, and welcome, to write!
Tesarik One: Hold for SB.
Tesarik One: Sigyn 0/57 [22] || Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78
[22] (0/22) || Dorian 0/58 [11]
Tesarik One: Everyone ready?
Ashton Locke: (Yep)
RanuIfr: (Yup)
Tesarik One: Kit?
FIames of Winter: (yup good to go)
Tesarik One: ^v^ 10/31/2013 10:54:03 PM ^v^
Tesarik One: How did you get here? Where is HERE? You just aren't sure. You
wake up, and find yourself alone in the cold darkness, inside a wooden box.
You are barefoot, void of any jewelry or weapons, and wearing
Tesarik One: nothing. Your magic fizzles, your psionics fail, your connect
with any deity seems to have gone dark. You feel dirty, you can feel the dirt
in your eyes, in your hair. It's falling into the box from
Tesarik One: between the slats of wood that make up the pine box. You move
around, there is very little room. Something writhes on your bare skin, you
manage to reach up and pull the writhing thing from your nose,
Tesarik One: it is a maggot. You gasp for air. It finally dawns on you, you
have been buried alive. (Begin RP)
Ashton Locke: Here...was not a good place! When he woke up in the middle of
a box, seemingly underground, well...it took an effort of willpower to not
panic. Or perhaps it was intelligence, since he knew he'd run out of air more
quickly if he
Ashton Locke: didn't remain calm? Either way, underground wasn't his
favorite place, it reminded him of certain types of elves he'd rather see
exterm-hold on, what was that? He wrinkled his nose and tugged out the
maggot, frowning. Was he
a halcyon calm: She woke up slowly, instinctively moving a hand upwards to
wipe at her eyes, though she found herself in a small box it seemed. A box
about as big as she was. She wiggled, gasping a little, feeling the dirt in
her eyes and grit in her mouth. Something on her, managing to maneuver her
hand
Ashton Locke: rotting and it wanted food? He didn't feel like he was
rotting. Hm. And with no pocket to put the little critter in to analyze once
he could actually see, he just held it in his hand to let it sit while he
thoguht about how he might
Ashton Locke: get out of this predicament.
a halcyon calm: to her face to feel something squishy, a worm of some kind.
She pulled it away and began to panic. She was a dirty feral creature but
even feral creatures did not want to wake up in their own coffin, apparently
deep within the earth from the dirt falling onto her. She let out a scream,
attempting to use her druidic magic to
a halcyon calm: move the earth away, unbury her, but it did not work. She
writhed, and scratched at the wood, and continued to scream.
RanuIfr: ::Well he was a rough sleeper and when he went to roll over then
felt that up his nose he was working to get it uot and thudded against the
box. Eyes opened, teeth grit but soon he was working and trying ot break
free. A snarl given
RanuIfr: twisiting some to try and get a better purchase to actually shove
up against the coffin lid growling more;; *D
Ashton Locke: Well...he figured digging his way out was the only option,
since he felt something off about his psionics. More specifically an utter
lack of power behind them. So he held the maggot protectively in one hand,
but not too tightly so
FIames of Winter: NO! ~The scream was out before she could take it back,
gasping tossing the bug asside her hand slammed to the top hard. Breathing
she couldnt she had to, turning her head she coughed. She hadnt ever had to
deal with something like
Ashton Locke: as to squish it, then used the other to start trying to shove
and get the dirt to collapse inward so he could push up through it! Probably
wasn't doing himself any favors by restricting himself to one hand, but that
maggot was
Ashton Locke: slightly more interesting to him than the coffin situation,
and if he got out he wanted to examine the thing!
FIames of Winter: this she normally was in massive halls or outside. To know
that apparently Sigyn was not fond of inclosed areas, especially this
inclosed. Gasping she pressed a hand to her chest, was she dead, no no if she
was dead would she wake
FIames of Winter: up here. A small whimper escaped her, then letting her
hands fall to her side she closed her eyes tightly gathering herself, she was
a warrior she was stronger then this. OH GOD SHE WAS THE UNDEAD THAT HAD BEEN
RUNNING AMOCK!! Eyes
FIames of Winter: flew open~ GET ME OUT!! ~yeah everyone else might be all
quiet but not Sigyn~ (D)
a halcyon calm: "Dorian! Help!" Her words were in feral, her fingers were
growing bloody, she was freaking out. No doubt about it. She began to slam
the palm of her hand against the top of the wooden coffin.
Tesarik One: To break out of your coffin, you must pass a Athletics Check of
DC16. If you fail, the DC goes up. You only get so many chances before you
simply find yourself stuck in the box , too weak to break out
Tesarik One: of the wood. We will see who busts the wood of the coffin
before proceeding with digging yourself out of your own grave. Please
roleplay trying to bust your way out (unless you already have) and roll
Tesarik One: an Athletics Check. Proceed.
Tesarik One: Dorian cannot hear Halcyon.
Ashton Locke: Poking, prodding, pushing. With his ineffectual muscles at
work he'd likely be stuck, but that didn't mean he wouldn't give it a try.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Ashton Locke: Nope.
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: (This is StR based. You can add Athletics boosts that's all)
RanuIfr: ::HE growled shoving his back against theboards arms to the bottom
of the casket as he grit his teeth. Eyes closed,..yeah this wasnt going so
well.::
RanuIfr: (13)
a halcyon calm: She was shoving, slamming her palm, trying desperately to
escape. She was used to being alone, well she had the animals... but this was
far too alone, and cold. Yes, she felt the cold, she just realized it. She
had no magic, no abilities, and she was naked. Ok, being naked wasn't
anything new. Slam!
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
a halcyon calm: +5 = 7
Ashton Locke: He realized he was wasting his strength and air, so he stopped
for a moment, closing his eyes and slowing his breathing down, preparing for
another chance. It'd be a moment before he was ready.
FIames of Winter: ~She was desperate, and well despration did not bode well
for escaping any thing. Slamming both hands to the top of the small box as
she panicked. She didnt even realize she was nakie!!!~
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Tesarik One: (Any boosts?)
FIames of Winter: (no unfortunately all quick based lol)
Tesarik One: DC17 now. You may all attempt again.
Ashton Locke: Well then! Time to try again. He went to it.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Ashton Locke: Nope.
a halcyon calm: "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Slam, slam, slam with every word, even
if her mouth was getting full of dirt.
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
a halcyon calm: 10 - nope.
RanuIfr: ::Ok he was getting a little bit pissed! Snarl, thrash.;::
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
RanuIfr: (Bloody hell)
RanuIfr: (7)
FIames of Winter: ~She couldnt breathe she was going to suffecate, ok ok she
had to calm down. Closing her eyes again she tried to calm down tried to
gather her strength if she didnt relax she would be stuck in here that was
not something she wanted.
FIames of Winter: Lifting her hands she pressed them flat against the top of
the box then shoved hard~
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: DC18 now. Last try before something terrible happens to you.
Ashton Locke: Well, trying to force it clearly wasn't working. He stopped
and sighed quietly, then calmed himself back down again. This time he took a
more careful approach, trying to find where the wood might be most pliable,
then putting his
Ashton Locke: pressure there.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
RanuIfr: ::A few deep breaths, checking the coffin he would wedge his
fingers into the wood and was working to try.::
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
a halcyon calm: She knew the air couldn't last forever, and she was gasping,
bleeding, sweating despite the cold of the grave. She kept slamming against
the same spot, thinking she'd weaken the wood. Over and over, as tears poured
down her dirty face.
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
a halcyon calm: 11
FIames of Winter: ~She could get out, but she wasnt ready to give up, she
had to live her eyes narrowed spitting dirt out the shifting some she got her
knees up some as best as she could using knees and hands uncaring the damage
it might bring~
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: Ranulfr and Halcyon are finding it hard to breathe. The air
supply is diminishing, the dirt is falling in around them. They are too weak
to break themselves out. (you may continue to rp, but I will proceed with
Sigyn and Dorian for
Tesarik One: now)
Tesarik One: Sigyn and Dorian, you've broken the coffin and dirt has rushed
in onto you. You must dig yourself out of your grave before you suffocate.
You get one try to dig out without taking damage. Endurance DC15. Go for it.
Ashton Locke: Dig dig.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Ashton Locke: Horrible fail.
FIames of Winter: ~As the dirt slammed into her she was shoving up through
it keeping eyes and mouth closed~
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
FIames of Winter: (+10 still fails = 13 DAMN)
Tesarik One: DC16. If you fail you take 2d5 damage, no def cause you got
none.
Ashton Locke: Not even tattooed def?
Ashton Locke: More digging!
RanuIfr: ::Weak,..he was never weak but damn it what the hell! He felt like
he was sapped and growled thudding his hand to the lid.;;
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Ashton Locke: Nope.
Tesarik One: No, magic isn't working.
FIames of Winter: ~She somehow opened her eyes the dirt stung she couldnt
see she couldnt breath she shoved up like swimming through dirt reaching!~
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
FIames of Winter: (+10 = 29)
Tesarik One: Sigyn, you dig and your hands breach the top of the dirt, you
have dug yourself free!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 5-sided dice: 5 2
Tesarik One: 7 dmg to Dorian.
Tesarik One: Dorian, DC17. Fail, 3d5 dmg.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Ashton Locke: Fuckingj fuck fuck
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 3 5-sided dice: 2 2 3
FIames of Winter: ~Breaking the surface she gasped for hair crawling out and
flopped on the ground gasping as she rubbed the dirt away spitting it out of
her mouth~
Tesarik One: 7 dmg.
Tesarik One: Sigyn, you find a box atop your grave instead of a headstone.
It has all your gear, weapons, etc in it and has your name engraved on the
top. There are three other mounds of dirt around you, each with a box with
the person's name.
Tesarik One: But, where Dorian is buried, you actually hear and see signs of
someone attempting to dig out.
Ashton Locke: What was this, unlimited dirt? Against all expectations it
seemed to be getting more difficult the more dirt was beneath him. At least
he hadn't been caused anything he'd call a serious wound just yet. On the
other hand, his chance
Tesarik One: Dorian, you have one more try DC18.
Ashton Locke: of doing any better than he just had was negligible, so he was
tempted to just stop. What the hell though. He'd try some more anyway.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Ashton Locke: ....
FIames of Winter: ~She looked around rolling to her knees then hearing
something she looked over~ (can she help Dorian get out?)
Ashton Locke: Oh that was the problem, he was digging down!
Tesarik One: (Yes.)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 3 5-sided dice: 3 3 2
Tesarik One: 8 dmg
RanuIfr: ::He missed hs coffin.::
Tesarik One: Sigyn 0/57 [22] || Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78
[22] (0/22) || Dorian 22/58 [11]
Tesarik One: ^v^ 10/31/2013 11:22:49 PM ^v^
FIames of Winter: ~Crawling over for now her gear though important she
needed to help she didnt know why because she knew the fear she had just
felt. SHe began digging where she heard someone else digging at~
RanuIfr: ::Steady thump, thump thump of forehead meeting wooden bottom since
he had shifted to be face down, thump, thump,thump.::
Tesarik One: Dorian, you may grab her hand and let her help you out.
Ashton Locke: Of course!
a halcyon calm: She slammed, even if it became weaker and weaker. Her
fingers were bloody, her hands were bloody, her knees were bloody. She'd die
trying to get out, she wouldn't give up. This was not how she planned on
dying, being buried alive. She let out a scream again and with renewed vigor
slammed her fist against the coffin.
FIames of Winter: ~As she dug she saw a hand gripping it fingers wrapping to
the wrist she jerked up to pull him free of the dirt~
Tesarik One: Sigyn and Dorian, roll a listen.
Ashton Locke: So, pulled out? Good. He nodded his thanks for now, since
speaking wasn't on the agenda just yet. Coughing was! And brushing dirt off
of himself. He opened his hand to see if his little nose friend had survived,
then eyed the other
Ashton Locke: graves. He was already trying to see if he could get at his
power now that he was above ground, regardless of whether he heard anything
or not! If he was buried and one of those Zorcans was, it stood to reason
other allies would be
Ashton Locke: buried nearby!
RanuIfr: ::Ohh he had far from gave up he was working himself up, into that
more battle crazed state. Muscles bunched then he shoved up again against
the lidd working to try and break the boards.;: *d
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Ashton Locke: (+5 psion bonus, +2 perception = 21)
Tesarik One: Dorian, you hear Halcyon's scream, and the thump thump of
Sigyn's head.
FIames of Winter: (+4 perc = 15)
Ashton Locke: How 'bout that power?
Tesarik One: You do as well, Sigyn.
RanuIfr: ::Ranulfr!::
RanuIfr: ::Well,..if he was Sigyn he could easily adapt to lesbain
relationships.::
Tesarik One: Once out of the grave, you feel your magic, psionics and such
come back. Your gear is available as well.
Tesarik One: Ranulfr*!
FIames of Winter: ~She shoved over looking around hearing a scream and a
thump thump but more then that the stuff had names on it didnt it,..~ Hold on
~she hissed, she thought maybe might be a good time to get dressed incase
they were attacked, would
Ashton Locke: Oh good. "Stay back from those graves a moment." Said in
Zorcan, a bit hoarse as if he had some dirt in his throat. He set his maggot
down carefully, then crouched down, closing his eyes, hands on the ground. He
was reaching out now
Tesarik One: ^v^ 10/31/2013 11:28:31 PM ^v^
Ashton Locke: , feeling for wood underneath that dirt with his psionics. And
once found, he'd jerk upwards sharply, hopefully yanking the lids off the
coffins as well as all the dirt above them in two glorious geysers of
terrifying stuff. (Spell:
Ashton Locke: Telekinesis)
FIames of Winter: not help them much if she got attacked while nakey,
hearing the man speak to her she nodded grabbing her gear and beginning to
put it on her bow YAY, turning some now clothed thank the goddess she looked
over to him~ (D)
a halcyon calm: She didn't care that her sobbing was taking up air, she was
crying like she'd never cried before, and slamming her hand against the
coffin lid. "Pegeen...Dorian...someone!" she cried in Feral.
Tesarik One: Noted.
Tesarik One: The dirt and wooden lid was jerked off with great force, and
both Halcyon and Ran would find an open way six feet up.
Ashton Locke: Given that his mind was much more potent than his stupid
(though incredibly attractive) body, it ought to be much easier this way! And
clearly it was.
Ashton Locke: Once he felt all that mass move he let out a sigh of relief,
then turned his attention onto the maggot he'd brought up with him. Clothing
could wait a moment. Though if he didn't hear movement from either of those
graves he'd go
Ashton Locke: help there!
RanuIfr: ::Well with him shoving up the way he was he was sent backwards
smashing into the opposite side of the grave as he staggered back when the
lid ripped off. A snarl given as he looked around swiftly then was climbing
from the grave
a halcyon calm: Like she was being birthed from the earth itself, she
crawled weakly upwards, when the lid came off so suddenly. Scared the hell
out of her, but it was air, and life! Her nails dug into the ground, pulling
her filthy naked body upwards.
RanuIfr: sprining up, hands curled into tight fists narrowing his eyes but
seeing no threat he turned spotting once he didnt knnow and Sigyn. THe box
had him blinking moving over spotting his name he would open it, his
gear,...someone was
a halcyon calm: She lay, belly first on the ground, the rolled over, taking
in deep gasps of the air as her hands dug into the dirt, feeling her
connection with nature come back to her. Now it was tears of joy streaming
down her face.
RanuIfr: going to pay! The gear was being slid on looking around, a trickle
of blood from a thin cut on his forehead from the thumping ran down along the
bridge of his nose. Now out of the grave he felt the touch of his patron
deities
Tesarik One: Upon taking note of where you were buried, you find yourself in
a clearing within a veritable thicket of gnarled old fruit trees. There
doesn't seem to be a straight or healthy trunk or branch in the
Tesarik One: bunch. A thick mat of fallen leaves, broken branches, and
rotting fruit covered in flies and maggots cover the ground around you,
leaving only a few tufts of scraggly weeds growing here and there.
Tesarik One: Every so often, there are scarecrows set up, though they are
overgrown as well, their clothing in tatters. All three moons are crescent
shaped, giving just enough ambient light for you to see around
Tesarik One: you.
Ashton Locke: He heard gasping that he recognized! He glanced over from his
maggot examination, which had turned up nothing special at all, then moved
over to Halcyon, sitting down and brushing fingers into her hair. Not like
either of them could
RanuIfr: returning, clasping the wolf head over the left side of his chest
then lifted axe and shield he growled moving to stand beside Sigyn.::Are you
alright? *D
Ashton Locke: get any dirtier. "Hello Halcyon. You're alright now." More
than he could say for whoever had done this to them! He glanced over towards
the other two, then used the moment of contact with Halcyon to work some
magic on her. (Spell:
Ashton Locke: Universal Translator on Halcyon, language: Zorcan)
Ashton Locke: (brb)
Ashton Locke: (Oh spells' good for 24 hours too, and is just for
speaking/understanding, not reading/writing! brb for real)
a halcyon calm: Dorian! She cried out as fresh tears streaked down her face
and reached out to wrap her arms around him, her body shaking still. She was
alright, he said so. She glanced over and saw the box that had probably taken
quite a tumble when the grave blew up, and brushed a kiss across Dorian's
cheek then crawled over to it, it had her name on it. She could make out her
name, but she could not read. She opened it, she didn't have a lot of gear
really. But her falcata,
FIames of Winter: ~She stood there feeling something sliding down her cheeks
reaching a hand up she shoved lightly at it then looked to the mud, she had
been crying in that damn box, hearing Ranulfr she moved forward trying to be
both the calm
a halcyon calm: and a few other things...she prepared.
Tesarik One: Noted.
FIames of Winter: warrior and,...yet so glad to see his face. She stopped
then took another step toward him before nodding and looking around~ (D)
Tesarik One: There is a large house lit by the moons when they take notice
of their surroundings, but they will have to move through the orchard a
little bit to get to it.
Tesarik One: (If anyone has Knowledge - Nature you may make a check)
RanuIfr: ::He turned looking around then wiped the blood from his face again
before turning to face her walking over and came to a stop at her side.::What
do you make of t-this Sigyn? ::He looked over towards her, head tilted a
bit.::
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
a halcyon calm: (+10 Knowledge, +12 INT) = 27
FIames of Winter: (I dont have the knowledge skill perse but does being a
ranger count at all)
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: (Not for this)
FIames of Winter: (ok)
Ashton Locke: (+12 int, +5 breadth of experience = 25)
FIames of Winter: ~Looking To Ranulfr she shook her head~ I dont know ~She
muttered softly her fingers curling a bit stiff from the fight out of the box
and through the dirt~
Ashton Locke: He gave Halcy a squeeze, then moved over to his own box to get
his gear out of it. He also gave himself the briefest of baths by pulling
water vapor from the air, then some telekinesis to scrub himself off so he
wouldn't get his
a halcyon calm: She had her things, and was now creeping around the orchard
having spotted the house. That really was the only place they could go, but
she was certainly thinking there might not be a lot of help there. She
reached out, touching one of the gnarled fruit trees and tilted her head.
Ashton Locke: clothes entirely filthy. As he was getting dressed, he started
speaking in Zorcan. In fact given their company, that's just what he would
speak until further notice. "The trees are diseased. Nobody's tended this
place in a while."
a halcyon calm: She nodded, having no clue that her words were coming out in
Zorcan! "No, they are sick. Poor sick fruit trees." She kicked some of the
rotten fruit with her bare foot and frowned, then pointed to the house.
"Should we head that way?"
FIames of Winter: ~She looked over to the other two, hearing their words her
eyes narrowed looking to the trees.~ I dont suppose anyone knows how we got
here? ~She turned to stared to the other female then to where she pointed~ it
might be our only
FIames of Winter: option (D)
RanuIfr: ::A nod to Sigyn, then hearing the two and looked towards the house
he didnt say anything. No he just started stalking forward, the haft of the
axe rolled over to a longer grasp near the center of the axehandle. Shield
rest on the
Ashton Locke: "I suppose we ought to." He closed his eyes and took a breath.
He was not feeling well after that digging, and he hurt, but he could push
through it.
RanuIfr: left arm while storming for the trees, that house his ultimate
destination.:: *D
a halcyon calm: "I don't know. I... don't remember." She reached out when
she came to Dorian's side, gripping his arm, and whispering, "Are you ok?" He
seemed stiff, maybe he was hurt!
Ashton Locke: "I'll be okay, don't worry about me." He slipped his hand to
hers and gave it a squeeze, then looked to Sigyn and shook his head. "No
idea, but perhaps we'll figure it out. For now, the house seems to be the
only way to go. Perhaps
Ashton Locke: there will be a clue."
Tesarik One: On their way towards the house, they will find a few things. An
old shed full of rusty gardening tools, nothing more. Another old shed with a
cider press, and a few barrels of cider but if they smell the cider it is
ruined. And, a
Tesarik One: third shed that has a natural spring inside that provides good
water.
Tesarik One: (Listen Check)
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Ashton Locke: Goodness, they'd even taken his earring out! He made sure it
was cleaned off thoroughly before putting it back in as they walked.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
RanuIfr: (13 + 5 Alert = 18)
a halcyon calm: (alert 5, per 3) = 18
Ashton Locke: Was too busy stabbing his ear to hear much of anything. (8)
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
FIames of Winter: (per 4 = 19)
FIames of Winter: (opops my bad alert +5 = 24)
Tesarik One: All but Dorian heard the sound of cloth flapping in the wind,
near one of the old scarecrows.
a halcyon calm: Creepy scarecrows. This was not going to end well. There
were so many of them. Didn't they need just one? She heard the sound, and
turned to stare over towards where the sound came from, a chill running down
her spine. "This place is creepy. It needs a druid's touch."
Ashton Locke: "I didn't think I'd had that much to drink last night.." He
was oblivious! Putting his rings back onto his right hand.
RanuIfr: ::Hearing the cloth flapping he twisted around, shield raised. Hand
with the axe drawn back as he moved forward remaining silent,..yeah still no
reason to talk at this point.:: *D
FIames of Winter: ~She heard the cloth and stopped her fingers tightened on
her bow, it was strange,..not having a quiver full of arrows, but well sort
of nice to,..eh moving on from that. She shivered a bit, not from cold this
was nothing compared
Tesarik One: Rushing out towards them, came.... well.... a set of clothes. A
pair of ragged pants and a tunic with long sleeves. But they'd heard it, so
it couldn't sneak up on them. The Raiment, which was basically a set of
possessed clothing,
FIames of Winter: to home, it was like well eerie here she had seen horrid
things but,.this was,..well just off~ Then Druid Touch it. ~she muttered~ (D)
Tesarik One: flew towards them with malice in the air.
Tesarik One: Sigyn 0/57 [22] || Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78
[22] (0/22) || Raiment 0/?? [15] || Dorian 22/58 [11]
Tesarik One: Sigyn-
FIames of Winter: ~Wait what,...seriously they were being attacked by an
outfit? She stared but then she felt it the malice in the air, this wasnt a
joke Hyrrlmr was jerked up an arrow formed and she drew the string back as
the Raiment grew close and
a halcyon calm: "It would take some time to heal all the trees, and clear
away the darkness..." Meaning the evil, oh she felt the evil and malice. She
wasn't strong enough to poof and fix everything around them. She felt
terrible for the poor trees though. Then, clothes attacked them.
FIames of Winter: at the last second released the arrow into it~
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
FIames of Winter: (+12 quick +2 ranger = 16)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 2 74-sided dice: 32 70
FIames of Winter: Hyrralmr
Ashton Locke: "Hm?" He finally noticed something was going on when he heard
an arrow fire, and ...well clothes? That was new to him, or at least he
couldn't remember it having happened before.
Tesarik One: (16)
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 3 10-sided dice: 5 1 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ FIames of Winter scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
FIames of Winter: Qck +12, Archers Bracers +5, Ranger +3, Point Blank Master
+4, +16 +15,(Flaming) = 55 (I think?)
Ashton Locke: (Yep)
Tesarik One: (Twisted Raiment - Evade) The Raiment quickly twisted up like
someone was wringing water out of it, evading the incoming arrow.
Tesarik One: Halcyon-
a halcyon calm: She had her falcata drawn by then, and while the archer sent
an arrow towards the haunted clothing, she rushed in after the arrow hit, and
slashed across the front of the Raiment using her weapon.
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: (+11 QCK, +2 born by the blade) = 17
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 2 78-sided dice: 26 55
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 12 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: +11 Dex Fighter = 26
Tesarik One: +13 DEF Durability = 13 dmg
Tesarik One: Sigyn 0/57 [22] || Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78
[22] (0/22) || Raiment 13/?? [15] || Dorian 22/58 [11]
Tesarik One: Ranulfr-
RanuIfr: ::Ohh as the arrow shot, and then the other slashed he stormed
forward. Shield raised then slammed down near the leg to pin it as he dropped
to a crouch, axe came up, rolled over above his head then swiped the flame
wreathed blade
RanuIfr: across the center to cut it in half and set the clothing aflame.::
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ RanuIfr scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
RanuIfr: (9 + 12 Qck + 3 Fighter = 24)
Tesarik One: +13 DEF = 11
RanuIfr: ::Slammed down near and on the leg of pants to pin,..just clearing
that up!::
Tesarik One: Hit
Tesarik One: (Sorry)
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 2 78-sided dice: 9 21
Tesarik One: ~*~ RanuIfr scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
RanuIfr: Brennahluti (Impact, Spiritstrike, Flaming, Human Bane, Returning)
& Dagastiarna (Brilliant, Returning)
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 4 8-sided dice: 4 4 1 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ RanuIfr scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
RanuIfr: (2 + 4 + 4 + 1 + 6 + Dex Fighter Qck +12, Fighters Weapon + 3,
Sword and Board +10, =42)
Tesarik One: +13 DEF = 29dmg
Tesarik One: Sigyn 0/57 [22] || Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78
[22] (0/22) || Raiment 42/50 [15] || Dorian 22/58 [11]
Tesarik One: Raiment-
Tesarik One: It's tunic separated from it's pants. The pant leg not pinned
down wrapped around Ranulfr's neck and attempted to strangle him. The tunic
flew towards Halcyon, since she was closest, both of it's long sleeves
wrapping around her
Tesarik One: neck choking her as well.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 20-sided dice: 16 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 21 , 18 - Miss Ran, Miss Halcy
Tesarik One: Dorian-
Ashton Locke: And whle the others were slashing and hacking and firing
arrows, he started to build up some energy in his hand, swirling it around
and waiting for a good moment, which he decided to be after the tunic missed
Halcy! He
a halcyon calm: Strangled by haunted clothing was also not how she wanted to
die, and so when it flew towards her, it's sleeves all maliciously intent on
strangling her, she fell on all fours and let it fly right over her.
Ashton Locke: flung the dark energy at the raiment as it flew over his
friend, hopefully slamming into it and rotting the clothing away, unless it
was polyester or something. He also intended to drain whatever energy was
making it move around and
RanuIfr: ::That pantleg pet the haft of the waraxe shoving it away. Lips
curled back from his teeth growling low.::
Ashton Locke: repurpose it to heal himself some. (Invocation: Rot, using the
Bloodleech enchant as well)
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (+12 int = 27)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 2 70-sided dice: 23 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 2 8-sided dice: 8 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (18 + 12 int = 30, 16 healing to Dorian. Unless it caps out at
whatever HP the thing has left.)
Tesarik One: The Raiment rotted away before them, the pants fell to the
ground, once the "spirit" had been destroyed.
Tesarik One: Sigyn 0/57 [22] || Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78
[22] (0/22) || Dorian 6/58 [11]
RanuIfr: ::The pants was quickly hacked apart,..never could be to careful
shoving up he turned towards the house. Eyes narrowed more and he was back on
course stalking for that house.:: *D
Ashton Locke: He shivered a bit as that energy went to him and healed him.
"Mm. Interesting, wasn't sure if that'd work or not.." First time he'd used
that enchant after all!
Tesarik One: They move towards the front of the house. This area once
sported a curving drive surrounded by a small formal garden. Now the orchard
grows right up to the eaves of the house. A few badly scarred
Tesarik One: statues are all that remains of the garden. (Spot Check)
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: He moved on, feeling considerably better, and had a look
around of course!
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: +8 = 24
Ashton Locke: (+7 = 12)
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ FIames of Winter scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ RanuIfr scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
FIames of Winter: (+4 perception +5 alert = 23)
RanuIfr: (8 + 5 hawkeyes = 13)
FIames of Winter: (oh wait forgot alert dont work for spot no more sorry)
Tesarik One: (alert works for spot, not search)
Ashton Locke: (Alert works for ..yeah)
FIames of Winter: (OH ok got mixed up sorry)
RanuIfr: (Oh damn then 18)
RanuIfr: (8 + 5 HE, +5 Alert)
FIames of Winter: ~Her eyes jerked as something caught them heading toward
what used to be stables it appeared~ did you see that? ~she asked the group
in general~ (D)
a halcyon calm: "Yes." She'd seen more than one thing moving over in the
shadows. She glanced to them, shrugged, and headed for the stables.
Ashton Locke: As he was looking around, he thought he'd spotted something,
then looked back quickly, staring at the window for a moment. "Hm."
RanuIfr: ::He looked up narrowing his eyes then looked towards Sigyn at her
question then looked abck to the window.::What did you see Sigyn,::he frowned
more and turned moving for the stables as well.:: T-there was a figure in
t-the window.
RanuIfr: *D
Ashton Locke: And since he was more curious than afraid, he'd send out a
little mental urging towards the window to see if he could sense anyone up
there to telepath with!
FIames of Winter: ~She was moving after the other female toward the stables
where she had seen something moving~ something at the stables ~she muttered~
(D)
Tesarik One: This wing of the house served as stable and carriage house. The
door is half open, and holds mounds of rotted straw and hay and a few broken
down carriages. The smell of cat piss assaults you as you approach. When you
enter, you see
Tesarik One: them. Yellow eyes, all around you, up high, low, everywhere.
Some of the creatures begin to hiss and spit, which provokes many more of the
FERAL CATS to begin running about, jumping, and even trying to scratch at
you.
Tesarik One: There has to be hundreds of them. Maybe more.
FIames of Winter: ~As she moved into the open door she stopped~ what the
hell ~she jerked back as one of those blasted cats attempted to scratch at
her~ ugh it reeks in here! ~she had her bow in hand starring around~ there
are so many of them! (D)
a halcyon calm: Feral cats? Aww, Halcyon was a feral human. She could
relate. She hissed back, her eyes turning yellow and cat-slitted as well, as
she dropped to her hands and knees and stalked around them in quite a feline
way. Though she'd been raised by wolfweres, she still took cat form enough to
know how to be a cat.
a halcyon calm: (Animal Friend - charm a mundane animal for one hour.)
Hundreds of them, eeking out some sort of existence, but she'd choose one of
the ones trying to attack and mew towards it, using her skills to make it
friendly enough that it would stop attacking and come brush against her and
purr.
FIames of Winter: ~Ok,..well,..then you saw crazy crap every day as the
other female suddenly went all,..cat on her she blinked~ ok,...well. ~She
wasnt sure what to do first instinct shoot some cats (cat lover here cringes)
her fingers tightened on
Ashton Locke: "Well that smells like cats if I ever smelled it." He moved
into the stables after his window staring, then looked around at all the
cats, blinking. He stayed back enough so they wouldn't want to claw at him so
much, in favor of
FIames of Winter: the bow~ (D)
Ashton Locke: closer, easier targets. Not that Dorian wouldn't be the
easiest target, he had no hope of evading such nimble things! He smiled at
Halcyon's behavior though! Didn't surprise him that she'd be able to get
along with 'em.
Tesarik One: They are just cats, feral as they are. They back off, and the
one cat becomes Halcy's little friend for now. There is nothing but cat piss,
rotten hay, and feral cats in the stables. The cats moving about was what
they'd seen in the
Tesarik One: shadows.
RanuIfr: ::He was there and as a cat went for a scratch the claws met the
shield and he frowned. Head tilted, quite growl before he shook his head
before turning some and was heading for the house. Whatever had buried him
was in there,..and
RanuIfr: about to be put in that fucking grave.:: *D
Tesarik One: The door to the house is unlocked, old and paint peeling. It
lets out a horrific creak as it's opened. It's dark inside, but the moonlight
is coming through dirty windows. You enter an entrance hall/foyer. The
furniture is old, and
Tesarik One: smells like cat piss in here too, not as bad though, because
there is another foul odor to be smelled.
FIames of Winter: ~She lowered the bow deciding not to take out some kitties
she turned to the house instead.~
Tesarik One: The foyer features about a dozen suits of rusty armor, the main
staircase, shelves crammed with knickknacks and thick with cobwebs, and quite
a few feral cats. There is a foul, rotten scent coming
Tesarik One: from the slightly open door at the back of the hall.
RanuIfr: ::As he opened the door and moved in he took a sniff, frowning more
before tapping the axe to the shield. The mirror like surface sparked and
began to glow using its brilliant property. ::
Tesarik One: There is also a staircase going upwards, and of course a door
leading to the basement, and a parlor to the right, a dining room to the
left.
Ashton Locke: Well yep! He didnt wanna root around the cat piss and hay, so
he went over to the house to slip in, horrible creak or not. The moonlight
helped, but he could stand to see a bit better, so he tinkered with his
photoreceptor cells to
Ashton Locke: get those rods working harder. (Spell: Alter Vision, low-light
vision taken, duration: 24 hours or until cancelled)
Tesarik One: Note: If at any time you want to search an area, just state
"Search" but don't overdo it, once per room.
Ashton Locke: He was going to go search the knickknacks now that he could
see a bit better!
Ashton Locke: So..Search!
a halcyon calm: She could see in the dark as they entered, (Darksight) but
as the shield went all brilliant ,she only used it when she creeped around in
the dark corners. Which she did, she glanced up the stairs, but then headed
into the dining room to look around curiously.
a halcyon calm: (Search - Dining Room)
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: (+3 PER) = 7
RanuIfr: ::He turned moving to the parlor and took a quick look around.::
RanuIfr: (Search)
Ashton Locke: Oh right, Search Foyer.
Tesarik One: Halcyon finds dining room furniture, and more feral cats.
OnlineHost: RanuIfr rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ RanuIfr scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
FIames of Winter: ~She blinked a few times but had little trouble in the
dark (Darksight) moving forward she of course was so going to look into that
basement,..~
FIames of Winter: (Search Basement)
Ashton Locke: (+2 per, +5 Investigator skill = 22)
OnlineHost: FIames of Winter rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ FIames of Winter scored 0 poynts damage ~*~(Hold for the
basement, it's a
Tesarik One: different section so give me a moment)
FIames of Winter: (oh ok
FIames of Winter: (the door at the end of the hall?)
Tesarik One: Amidst the knick-knacks, Dorian finds a hollow statue, with 50
gp stuffed inside.
FIames of Winter: (well roll was 17 anyhow with perc)
Ashton Locke: Hm, a bit of gold? Well it was better than finding a fear cat
jumping on his head. He pocketed it.
Tesarik One: (Basement is fine just let me finish on the first floor then
I'll tell you about basement if you still wanna go :) )
FIames of Winter: (oh lol yeah I like the basement ~waiting~ )
Tesarik One: When Ranulfr walks into the parlor, he finds the table set with
cracked and dusty china, but as soon as he enters a plate flies up off the
table and towards his head, then the cup, then the saucer. the cup and saucer
hit the walls,
Tesarik One: breaking into pieces, but the plate....
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +12 = 27
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +12 = 19 dmg
Tesarik One: Def?
RanuIfr: Vaekur Banded Mail + 11 Def , Dagastiarna +10 Def, Wolfskin Cloak
+7, Chainmail bracers +5 = 30 def
Tesarik One: No dmg. Not other china flies towards them, but a hand seems to
press outwards from the wallpaper for a moment, then disappears.
RanuIfr: ::He brought that shield up a bit, the plate shattering to the
surface, the armor kept any slivers of glass from striking his flesh. Eyes
narrowed seeing the hand.::Quit playing coward, come fight me! *D
Ashton Locke: "There some reason you've decided to start breaking things in
the parlor?" Called out from the Foyer where he was still looking at things.
He had no idea what was going on of course. Though the zorcan's further
statement seemed to
Tesarik One: The basement is dark, full of cobwebs, cats, skittering rats,
hand sized spiders, rotting canned food and smells of cat piss, and rotten
flesh. As she moves down into the basement, she feels the touch
Tesarik One: of cold fingers brushing aside her hair, and surely the walls
did not just.... breathe. But, Sigyn finds a broom in the corner, old and
crooked but in great shape. It has a bit of a magnetic field
Tesarik One: about it, wanting Sigyn to pick it up. She also sees a rune
drawn in chalk on the wall. A circle, with various demonic sigils inside it.
Ashton Locke: imply someone had thrown them at him.
a halcyon calm: Nothing but cats in the room she'd gone in, so she looked up
the stairs again, but the smell from that back room....she was curious even
though it turned her stomach. She headed for the door, and pushed it open,
peering into the room.
Tesarik One: That is the Kitchen. Stand by for description.
FIames of Winter: ~She jerked as something brushed at her hair her bow came
up she spun around then shivered.~ Damn ~she grumbled tuen turned seeing the
broom,..wait a broom yes she was drawn to it moving over her hand reached out
fingers curling
Tesarik One: The first thing you notice is the rotten foul scent. Piss,
shit, rotten flesh. The second is that blood is everywhere. As soon as you
walk in, a cold blue flame appears in the hearth, lighting the
Tesarik One: area in shadows and blue-hued light. Open shelves hold all
manner of jars and bottles, the glass is covered in thick dirt. A large
wooden table is in the center of the kitchen, and huge meat hooks swing
Tesarik One: side to side above the table. Hocks of still dripping skinless
flesh hang from some of the hooks, but most is butchered into various sized
pieces across the table, which are covered in flies.
Tesarik One: Halcyon (and anyone else that follows) make an Endurance Save
DC16
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: 8
Ashton Locke: Well since nothing else seemed to be happening in his room or
the parlor, sure he'd go into the kitchen! And immediately feel taken aback
by the smell.
Tesarik One: The smell is too much, you begin to retch, even puke, and seek
fresh air.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
FIames of Winter: around the broom pulling it over even as she glanced
around seeing the chalk drawing, if it had been in common, Zorcan or whatever
she wouldnt have known (flaw:illiterate)~ anyone able to read! ~she called up
the basement stairs~ (D
Ashton Locke: (Skill: Strong Stomach!)
Tesarik One: You handle the stench then!
RanuIfr: ::A growl and he turned stalking out and was stomping forward and
turned moving for the stairs. Halting he looked around, eyes narrowed then
moved hearing Sigyn and was stalking for the basement steps and down them.::
*D
Ashton Locke: "Yes, I can read, but I'm investigating some horrid smells at
the moment. I'll be there shortly." He had to poke around the kitchen now,
since it'd ssent Halcy running out not feeling well at all! (Search:
Kitchen?)
Tesarik One: (Knowledge: Arcane, Knowledge Secret Scripts, Knowledge
Religion will all work to know what runes are)
Tesarik One: Once she's touched the broom, it is hers. Even if she puts it
down, she finds it next to her again.
Tesarik One: Roll Search
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (+7 = 20)
a halcyon calm: Halcyon went for the back door, shoving it open, to draw in
gulps of air as she gagged, then threw up a bit outside.
FIames of Winter: ~She looked the broom over then hearing the stomping she
didnt have to guess who it was.~ Ranulfr can you tell what this is ~she set
the broom down and moved to the chalk drawing then turned blinking. Um hadnt
she put the broom
FIames of Winter: against the wall. She took a side step away from
it,..great,..she had a pet,..broom?!~ (D)
RanuIfr: ::Yup nothing there to know what it said but he was looking around
the basement before looking to the drawing. Heading shook,::no I am sorry I
can not.
Tesarik One: First thing you notice, Dorian, is that when you enter and
begin moving around, you hear mewling. Easy enough to follow the sound, you
find a box of kittens. But as one box starts mewling, you find more. There
are several boxes of
Tesarik One: kittens in the kitchen. But, what you find that isn't right out
in the open are bowls of curdled milk, and bowls of diced flesh. Some fresh,
some so old they are crawling with flies and maggots.
Tesarik One: Dorian, you may make an Insight check.
Ashton Locke: Well, goodness. That was a disconcerting sound. He found the
boxes of kittens, looked around a bit more and thought.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (20 again, +2 per, +5 psion bonus)
Tesarik One: Halcyon, once you get fresh air, you can reenter the kitchen.
Out back, you find what used to be a formal garden, overgrown of course, and
in the far back looks like the family crypt, falling apart.
Ashton Locke: He frowned a little, taking note of what he'd seen and
concluded, then well..he'd free the kittens from their boxes if they were old
enough to fend for themselves, left them if they were not, and then headed
down to the basement to
a halcyon calm: Halcyon came back in after retching out her guts, and began
to look around, though she decided to use a little bit of magic. Red rose
petals began to fall from the ceiling, the horrid stench melting away and
only leaving a soft, rosy scent. (Spell: Rain of Red Roses - causes foul
stench or sickening smell to fade)
Ashton Locke: see about this reading that was required. "Alright, what do we
have down here?"
Tesarik One: There is a circle on the wall, inside which are odd runes.
FIames of Winter: ~She was side stepping pushing the broom away as he came
down she pointed to the chalk drawing on the wall.~ stay ~she pointed at the
broom~ (D)
RanuIfr: ::He turned, hand raised and settled to Sigyn's shoulder then
turned and mvoed from the basement in silence. Eyebrow arched as he was
moving up and headed to the stairs and began climbing them.:: *D
Ashton Locke: He got distracted, since reading really wasn't his favorite
thing to do, by the brrom that was being ordered to stay, and he grinned.
"Oh, you've made a friend! How lovely." He looked back to the runes though,
and tried to puzzle
Tesarik One: Due to Halcy's spell, anyone that enters the kitchen does not
smell the foul odor any longer.
Ashton Locke: them together. (Knowledge: Arcana using Breadth of Experience)
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (...+12 int, +5 breadth of exp = 18)
a halcyon calm: She nodded, then began looking at all the bottles and
things. Aww poor kittens! She might take them all home with her. If she had a
home.
Ashton Locke: They could have his home back in Zyon! He wasn't using it
really, and he could visit to feed them from time to time.
Tesarik One: Inside the bottles are eyeballs, intestines in yellow liquid, a
deformed fetus, jars and jars of yellowed toenails and fingernails. In some
are what looks like thick blood. As Halcy peers, an eyeball moves and stares
at her from
Tesarik One: within the jar.
Ashton Locke: "Well, it's not good, that much I can figure out. The house is
marked, I don't know by what. You there, take...oh, you've gone." He was
going to have Ranulfr try and smash up the wall where the rune was! "Hm."
a halcyon calm: She let out a yelp and jumped back as she saw the movement,
and that was gross. Toenails? Eww. She shuddered and glanced around again to
all the meat.
RanuIfr: ::Stalking up the steps he was looking for the bastard that threw
that plate at his head!:: *D
RanuIfr: ::Just had to call back he would come down and smash the wall or at
least carve it up.::
Tesarik One: Roiling and coiling, two long slender shapes like snakes moved
forward from beneath the table. At first, it does seem like a snake, if
strangely wide and loose skinned. But an instant later the
Tesarik One: creature is revealed in the light for what it is. An evacuated
but somehow animated humanoid skin that continues to slither forward in what
certainly seems an aggressive way. Beneath the table are piles of
Tesarik One: tangled skins, of man, woman and child - their dead eyes
reflecting their last silent screams. Halcyon finds herself attacked, it
flings itself at her, trying to wrap around her body.
FIames of Winter: ~She lookded to him trying not to let the blasted broom
distract her.~ marked for what? ~She looked over as he turned seeing Ranulfr
had stomped off agin~ (D)
Ashton Locke: Of course he'd just sold his spear so he didn't even have
anything sharp. Well, chalk didn't generally hold up well under water, so he
pulled more water vapor from the air and flung it at the chalk runes to try
and erase random bits
Tesarik One: Shell 1 0/?? [15] || Shell 2 0/?? [15] || Sigyn 0/57 [22] ||
Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78 [22] (0/22) || Dorian 6/58 [11]
Tesarik One: Only Halcyon is able to attack this round.
RanuIfr: (brb)
Tesarik One: The chalk was easy enough to blur out. The wall rippled around
it when it did.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Hit an ally. Though, it did nothing to the other skin shell.
Tesarik One: The second shell sloughed it's partner off and aimed for
Halcyon's bare thighs, wrapping around her.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 10 - Miss
Tesarik One: Sigyn - basement!
Tesarik One: Halcyon-
a halcyon calm: "FUCK, what? Dorian!" She saw evacuated skins coming for
her, now that was a first. Then she realized, these meats hanging from the
hooks had to be what had been skinned. They were feeding the cats people? She
danced aside, as the second skin came for her, drawing her falcata to slam
the edge down into the horrible creature.
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: +13 = 27
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 2 78-sided dice: 15 44
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 7 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a halcyon calm rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ a halcyon calm scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a halcyon calm: +11 = 24
Tesarik One: DR 10 / ???
Tesarik One: 14 dmg
Ashton Locke: Well that was an interesting effect, the wall rippling, but it
was driven from his mind when Halcy yelled for him. He did his calculations
quickly, snapping out of existence in the basement and appearing in the
kitchen. (Skill:
FIames of Winter: ~EEEW,...(mun has a horror movie shudder) hearing the yell
she looked to him~ Dorian that is you isnt it,..and that doesnt sound like a
come look at the pretty flowers ~she turned moving up the basement stairs
Ashton Locke: Psychoportation)
a halcyon calm: (#2 btw)
FIames of Winter: for the kitchen~ (D)
Tesarik One: Shell 1 0/?? [15] || Shell 2 14/?? [15] || Sigyn 0/57 [22] ||
Halcyon 0/39 [20] (0/22) || Ranulfr 0/78 [22] (0/22) || Dorian 6/58 [11]
FIames of Winter: ~whoa seeing him there before her she blinked~ the hell
that was,..fast (D)
Tesarik One: Ranulfr - (Not sure where he is, but if he came up the stairs,
he can enter the kitchen and attack)
Ashton Locke: (He had gone up the stairs)
Tesarik One: (k)
Ashton Locke: (S'why Dorian used water instead of Zorcan to disrupt the
runes haha)
RanuIfr: (Yup) ::Hearing the screaming he growled and turned stalking back
down the stairs moving for the kitchen.::
Tesarik One: Dorian-
Ashton Locke: "....what have you gotten yourself into now?" He thought these
skins looked...bizarre. And wasn't quite sure how to proceed, but he felt
Jackass thumping around in his pocket, so he shrugged and let the psicrystal
out, where it
Ashton Locke: promptly began heating things up for the skins. (Psicrystal
Spell: Immolation, AoE attack against both Shells, DC 29)
a halcyon calm: She had a terrified look on her face as she pointed to the
creeping skins with wide eyes. "It's... unnatural.... and sad.... but scary!"
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Fail
Ashton Locke: (Don't you have to roll for both?)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Fail too
Ashton Locke: (.....you knew!)
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 2 70-sided dice: 17 37
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (6 + 12 int, +6 spell damage = 24 to both)
Tesarik One: DR 10 / ?? = 14