Quest: (Dark Omens) Secrets in the Cellar 2 | 7.25.13

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Tesarik One: --start quest state--
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Secrets in the Cellar 2"
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---
scales change: Ruby Shield | Kythin | 2d80 | 48 Hp | 22 Def DC | 26
Self-heal | Vindicator / Knight
a merciful edge: Kyle, Emerald Defender, Swordmaster/Combat, 2d70, 40 hp,
def dc 22
No True Form: (Nani Kane / Saphire Champion / 2d68 / Support-Rogue-Combat/
HP:38 / DC:22 / Self Heal 18)
ascending aria: Amber Champion Ophelia Harrington, Support/Bard - 2d52,
32HP, DEF DC: 15
Nobilis Arcanus: Rhyss Dalcassian , Emerald Defender, 2d70, HP 63 , Def DC
15, Self Healing Points 32 , Healing Points 22 Arcane/Mage/Support
Indrila: Indrila - Ruby Shield - 2d80 - 45hp - DC20 - Priest/Devout
Of Crimson Tides: [Crystal Journeyman - Scarletta Deveraux - 2d28 - 14 HP -
13 -1 (Aggressive Flaw) = 12 Def DC - Combat Class]
a merciful edge: (Poor flaw, half gold)
a merciful edge: (For Kyle, just so it doesn't accidently get lumped in with
Scarletta, ha!)
Tesarik One: Roll init, remember to add in Quickness, subtract for armor if
needed, give final number.
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
a merciful edge: (27)
OnlineHost: Nobilis Arcanus rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Indrila: 30
ascending aria: [ 17 ]
Of Crimson Tides: [3 + 3 Quickness = 6]
scales change: [ +12 Quickness = 22 | armor Mastery: No Penalty to Init for
heavy armor ]
Nobilis Arcanus: (17 + 5 quickness = 22)
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
No True Form: (+12 quick = 17)
Tesarik One: Hold while I build the SB.
Tesarik One: Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Rhyss 0/63 [15] (0/22) || Ophelia 0/32 [15] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta
0/14 [12]
Tesarik One: Mistakes? IM me.
Tesarik One: Intro: Well, it wasn't a secret that a few nights ago, a few
folks busted through one of the walls in the Obsidian Heart Inne's cellar to
find some sort of weird stone room with six "coffins" standing on end on the
side walls, three
Tesarik One: on each. They'd fought waves of undead coming from the coffins
as if it were corridors and not solid. The far wall was very smooth, smoother
than any other wall, ceiling or floor in the room. Maria had the hole the
dire rats made
Tesarik One: shove full of rocks and a desk slid in front of it, and kept a
guard on it at all times. It was time though, one could not let undead gather
beneath one's home now could they?! She sought her adventurers and any who
were available
Tesarik One: and willing were asked to meet her in the cellar of the inne,
the door was in the kitchen. (Begin RP)
Tesarik One: ^v^ 7/25/2013 10:10:27 PM ^v^
a merciful edge: And well..couldn't start something without finishing it, so
Kyle was ready to go! He didn't have much to bring along with him apart from
his weaponry, so after getting all ready, it was down to the cellar with him!
Nobilis Arcanus: ::And through the kitchen he walked, a hand pressed to his
chest while tapping into the weave and flow of magic, the arcane threads
gathered and bound around him inacting the Cat's Grace spell to enhance his
agility and dexterity
scales change: Considering his recent research alongside Ophelia had also
resulted in Dunsany Castle becoming disturbing full of angry spirits! The
Black Knight had relocated to the Inne, making it rather easy to join those
choosing to go ahead
ascending aria: Ophelia had been all over the world recently, trying to
garner intelligence in regards to her previous outing for the company and it
was starting to take its toll. Still, she arrived at the inne, unusually
armed with her bow, dagger
Of Crimson Tides: ::Scarletta was none too happy about the request that was
made, regarding some bad stuff going on in the Inne basement. Nope, not
happy, not one bit. After all, basements were typically where business owners
stored their booze! The
Nobilis Arcanus: beyond his normal level. (Cat's Grace +2 quickness stat
boost), when the spell was complete he buckled the overcoat wile making his
way on down to the celler. A hand pressed the waist length red braid over his
shoulder to fall along
Indrila: The resident ghost elf followed behind Kyle remaining quiet as
usual. Down she went, a tilt of her head given as she observed who else would
show up. Hopefully not the drow that seemed to be congregating in this area
of Navahla. She
ascending aria: and most importantly her flute. Having decided to leave Sage
at home that evening, she made her way down to the cellar alone, itching to
tell someone, anyone, about her discoveries and the ramifications of such!
scales change: and rile up the hornets nest full of physical undead. Ready
as he was going to get, considering the rest of his gear was trapped within
his haunted property.. , Sir Steelfang awaited.. somewhat patiently for the
progress to begin.
a merciful edge: Adal was of course the primary guard on that hole in the
wall. He only needed to sleep two hours a day after all, and didn't need to
eat or drink. So the mostly-silent desert dweller was down there, sitting on
the floor, staring at
Indrila: was good with incorporeal undead, regular undead well that remained
to be seen.
Nobilis Arcanus: his back loosely. Gloves were drawn tighter on his hands,
the supple leather giving a soft groan of protest before he came to stand in
the celler, arms crossed over his chest.::
Tesarik One: Noted.
scales change: Ophelia could share the knowledge they had procurred.. she'd
tell it so much more fancifully. Least there was in fact knowledge to share.
-d
Of Crimson Tides: prospect of being severed from one of the sole reasons she
involved herself with the company in the first place (the other, of course,
being loot and riches!) did not sit well with the pirate lass. Drawing up her
Cutlass, she would
a merciful edge: the blocked-up hole. The others might well be forgiven for
thinking he was some odd statue Maria kept down there, he was so still. At
least until he moved a moment after the others showed up! He stretched out a
little, eyes shifting
a merciful edge: amongst the others briefly, and then he signed for the
benefit of anyone able to translate for him. "It has been quiet. I assume you
all are the ones going in?"
Nobilis Arcanus: Yes we are the ones going in,::he looked back towards the
steps awaiting his little shadow a small hint of a grin given as he waited.::
Indrila: Indrila signed back to him with a nod. "We are. Thank you for
guarding, Adal."
Nobilis Arcanus: And that is good to hear it has been quiet Adal,::he loked
back over to the monk giving a small nod.::
Of Crimson Tides: give a wink and grin to Maria:: Be not worried, madame!
Ain't no damned spectre er monster that disturbs me free drinkin' tab an'
gets away with it! ::She would take note of a few familiar faces, as well as
some new ones who pledged
a merciful edge: He smiled, though of course it was hidden behind his veil,
and offered a slight bow of his head to them, then signed again. "Best of
luck to you all, then, and be careful." One or two of them got a mildly
suspicious eyeballing from
Of Crimson Tides: themselves to the situation, as, for once, she seemed
focused on the task at hand::
No True Form: ~She had heard about the zombies and skulls and was rather
insistant upon going the next time they went in. The inne was her home away
from home and to think such things were just below their feet bothered her.
So she made her way
Tesarik One: The hole was easily recognizable, they'd just need to pull the
desk away and remove the rocks and bricks shoved into it.
a merciful edge: the veiled monk, but then he looked to Indrila and signed
once more. "It was no trouble, though I must return to my people now. You are
welcome to visit sometime, the settlement is growing!" At any rate, that was
enough of him being
a merciful edge: in the way. So he just made his way towards the stairs and
up them to make his way back to the desert.
Indrila: She signed back to Adal with the briefest of smiles, "I shall, my
friend."
No True Form: down into the cellar. Looking around then to the desk moved
covering the half hazzard bricked wall.~ (D)
a merciful edge: Kyle had no idea what all that finger waggling translated
to, of course, but at least some others did. Alas, he'd be a terrible signer.
That missing finger was probably important for some of the gestures. He
rubbed lightly at the
a merciful edge: stump, then moved over to start moving that desk out of the
way! No sense in wasting too much time about it.
Indrila: Indrila was not about to be moving desks and rocks, when there were
other capable people to do such. She wasn't sure if they even noticed the
area, but she gave a point and whispered softly, "This looks like where we
need to enter."
Indrila: Ahh then Kyle took initiative, wonderful.
ascending aria: So there they were, all gathered in the cellar. There was
only one face - bar Maria's - that she actually recognized, so it made sense
for Ophelia to stand next to the surly Knight. " I hope there aren't any more
rats.. " Rats were
ascending aria: bad enough but dire ones? No thanks.
Tesarik One: The hole, once uncovered, was big enough for them to crawl one
at at time though.
a merciful edge: "The rats weren't bad, it was the zombies bursting into
flames that were really unpleasant." Desk was moved out of the way! Shame
Adal hadn't just punched the brick out of the way! Oh well. He'd move enough
to get the hole opened
Nobilis Arcanus: ::As Kyle was moving the deks he was already working on the
bricks moving them, when it was uncovered he looked over spotting Nani, a
grin given to her before winking and turned looking down into the hole.
Well,..why not he was
a merciful edge: up, and then in he went, drawing his shortsword first to
provide light, since he did in fact need it.
Nobilis Arcanus: moving to slip through the big enough hole after Kyle.::
scales change: " .. They were small dire rats. " Yes, sure make light of
it.. even if the words did come with a straight face, even a practical scowl.
" The zombies weren't all that bad.. " If you were immune to being set on
fire at the time at
Tesarik One: It was indeed dark in there. As soon as Kyle stepped into the
room, there was movement heard in the six "coffins". Skeletons, by the sound
of bone against bone, that they'd heard when they left last time. Four
skeletons moved out of
Tesarik One: the coffin, though for the moment they were moving slowly as if
just awakened.
Tesarik One: (Kyle roll a Spot)
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
scales change: any rate. A glance Lia's way came with a murmured suggestion.
" Stay behind me.. , you would find flaming oil does nothing for the skin. "
And after Kyle and Rhyss he went.. -d
OnlineHost: Razors Red Mist has left the room.
a merciful edge: (22)
No True Form: ~She blinked~ Zombies bursting into flames ~she tilted her
head then sighed moving in after as well wicning some as she slid through
behind well behind whoever had gone just before her~ (D)
Indrila: Indrila moved in behind the others, though she did not remain at
the back. Against undead, a priest should stay near the front so she walked
about until she could spot the skeletons coming free of the walls. "Hmm."
ascending aria: He hadn't really needed to tell her to stay behind him, by
her estimation.. staying behind him was probably the safest place to be! So,
no soon after he had made his way through the hole, she crawled through too.
Brushing herself
a merciful edge: "...well shit." He glanced back to the hole and drew his
longsword in his free hand. "I think we ought to avoid killing these and
figure out how to move on. I'll do my best to keep their attention while
that's figured out." Probably
a merciful edge: had something to do with the patch of smooth wall!
Of Crimson Tides: ::the idea of crawling through a hole in the wall, and not
being able to see much in front of her face didn't seem like a good plan, but
more often than not, the lass was more stupidity than courage; especially
with her mind on a
ascending aria: off once she was back on her feet. The thought of flaming
zombies, coupled with rats and skeletons at the forefront of her mind.
a merciful edge: At least they had his sword of light to keep the room
nicely lit! He was even avoiding flourishing it idly so it'd be steady light!
Tesarik One: Indrila, you may make an attack or other action to begin if you
like.
Indrila: Indrila targetted the first skeleton, she really needed to work on
a spell to do this as an area effect, but for now she focused on one. Her
body glowed with a soft moonlight as she began to speak the White Tongue
against the
Of Crimson Tides: good drink. Following suit into the rather...dark room,
she would hope she could at see something and not stumble over - or into -
something she wouldn't like::
Indrila: skeleton, in effect attempting to free the skeleton from the grasp
of whatever had animated it. (Divine Turning - opposed roll)
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Indrila: 7
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: Skeleton 1 stops moving, and then falls down into a pile of
bones. The jar cracks as it falls, the scent of acid would be perceived and
the bones the acid hits begin to sizzle and burn.
Tesarik One: Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] || Skel
2 0/?? [17] || Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Skel 3 0/?? [17] || Ophelia 0/32
[15] || Skel 4 0/?? [17] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta 0/14
Tesarik One: [12]
Tesarik One: Kyle-
a merciful edge: This was of course why he suggested not bothering to fight
them! "As expected, they seem to be getting worse." He whapped Skel 2 on the
skull with the flat of his longsword's blade. (Incite to Anger on Skel 2)
Indrila: That was close, whoever had made these undead was powerful, she
could sense it and frowned. She moved about, readying for another attempt.
Tesarik One: Noted.
Tesarik One: Kythin-
a merciful edge: Now that Skel 2 was focused on him, he put himself as close
to Skels 3 and 4 as he could, ha! He was good at making himself as easy a
target as possible. Just not so easy to actually hit. Or so he hoped.
Indrila: "Acid." She frowned. She'd heard of the alchemist fire from Maria,
now jars of acid in the skeletons that could easily splash and eat skin, and
even destroy weapons and armor and clothing. "Be careful."
scales change: Acid truly did not make rampaging through the complex a
credible idea against the horde. Seeing as outright combat seemed in poor
judgement, the Knight chose to take to the defense.. in a fashion joining
Kyle's tatic. Perhaps not
a merciful edge: "Just try and figure out how to get out of here, I'll be
fine." He certainly sounded confident about that.
scales change: as capable of inciting the undead.. but certainly an adequate
tin-encased meatshield for those deragotory terms to set in. [ pass,
defending ]
Tesarik One: Skel 2-
Tesarik One: Skeleton 2 was under the incite to anger with Kyle, so it
headed for him and attempted to send bony fingers into his eye sockets and
rip out his eyes if it got a hold.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: 22 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 70-sided dice: 49 68
Tesarik One: 18 dmg
a merciful edge: (Avoid Blow attempt)
Tesarik One: +5 = 23
Tesarik One: Go for it.
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 5-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (+1 DC for that attack, new Def DC 23 means it misses after
all!)
a merciful edge: (Still 1 damage to Kyle though)
Tesarik One: Miss.
Tesarik One: Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 1/40 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] || Skel
2 0/?? [17] || Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Skel 3 0/?? [17] || Ophelia 0/32
[15] || Skel 4 0/?? [17] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta 0/14
Tesarik One: [12]
Tesarik One: Rhyss-
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He frowned shaking his head as the acid sizzled, turning
he moved around the small room,..wellas much as he could while staying back
from skeletons,..not that he was to worried till he met the smooth wall. Hand
reached out brushin
a merciful edge: He cursed under his breath, that skeleton was quicker than
he'd though. He summoned up a quick flare of magic and enhanced his speed
faster and more suddenly than he should have, jerking his head back and
darting to the side. Damn
a merciful edge: near gave himself whiplash.
Nobilis Arcanus: the leather clad palm along the smooth wall, head tilted
before his fingers slipped back moving in a brief, quick motion. Once more
tapping into the weave of magic as he began to cast while turning to see the
entire room now
Nobilis Arcanus: searching for any secret door that might be within the
small room.:: (Detect secret doors cast)
Tesarik One: Info sent via IM.
Nobilis Arcanus: ::As his hand passed through the stone, he looked back
towards the others then to the seeming stone wall.::Hmm,..well I think I
found our exit other than a small rat hole.
Tesarik One: Skel 3-
Tesarik One: The skeleton moved towards Kythin this time, attempting to grab
him around the neck with both bony hands and squeeeeeze.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 18 - Miss
Tesarik One: Ophelia-
ascending aria: It was hard to imagine that the skeletons were the only
undead creatures in the darkness; so the first thing she did was prepare
herself. Her flute was taken from her belt and the mouth piece rest against
her lips. The low, almost
ascending aria: haunting sound that came from the instrument, told a tale of
the darkness and those lost to its thrall. In some way, it would speak to
the undead she was about to face, so that she could cast them free of their
bondage. All the
a merciful edge: "Good, start getting everyone through it, then." He was
focused on the skeletons, of course. At least the one so far that'd ignored
him went after Kythin, he could take a hit if it came to it!
ascending aria: while, she was using the space that Kythin and Kyle had made
defending them, to make her way towards the illusion Rhyss was waving his
hand through and stepped through, hopefully.. not to get murdered on the
other side. [Skill:
ascending aria: Requiem.]
Tesarik One: Skel 4-
Tesarik One: When Ophelia began to play her music, for a moment the
skeletons left paused and all turned skeletal heads towards her as if they
were listening. Then the 3rd skelly slammed it's body into Nani.
Tesarik One: 4th*
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 9 - Miss
Tesarik One: Nani-
No True Form: ~She saw the skelly coming and side stepped almost grinning as
it charged past. But she had seen the acid and though her fingers itched to
take one of the acid skellys out she frowned and moved quickly to where Rhyss
was and through
No True Form: the wall as well.~ (D)
Tesarik One: Nani has passed through the wall. Hold till we all get there
for explanation.
Tesarik One: Scarletta-
Nobilis Arcanus: Alright thats two Indrila, and the redhead are next. ::He
glanced over towards the skeletons, a slight frown forming.::
Tesarik One: Ophelia's through too!
Indrila: There was no telling what they'd face on the other side of that
apparently illusory wall, probably more undead. So, she decided she'd go
through with Nani if for no other reason than she could at least hold the
undead possibly. She
Indrila: ran across the area and through the wall.
Tesarik One: Anyone who wishes to head through the wall may do so now, if
you remain and fight wait till your turn on the SB to make an action.
Of Crimson Tides: ::Damned corpses full of acid? Nope, definitely not her
cup of tea. Seeing two of the creatures preoccupied and the third shambling
off as the elusive woman darted off. Scarletta merely hoped to buy some time
in case the damn things
Of Crimson Tides: gave chase. Fetching out her trusty fishnet, she would
merely attempt to ensnare Skel 4 to keep it at bay as she worked her way
towards the wall opening [Dirty Trickster]::
a merciful edge: Would be going last! So if everyone else had gone though,
he'd follow suit, mostly in case the crazy undead decided to follow them.
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+3 Quick = 6]
Tesarik One: Miss!
Tesarik One: Scarletta's through the wall.
Tesarik One: Kyle, Kythin, Rhyss - you guys heading through or fighting
again?
a merciful edge: (I'd certainly prefer to head through, but that's dependant
on the other two.)
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He had slipped on through the wall whistling quietly to
himself as he took in the new area.::
Tesarik One: Rhyss is through, leaving Kythin and Kyle... Kythin?
scales change: " Rhyss, mind going on ahead? They could use your magic..
Kyle.. Phanlax? " A suggestion.. even if the Swordmaster wasn't equally
equipped with a shield in which to be playing that role alongside the Knight.
" We'll figure out who
scales change: goes through first when our backs are to it. " One could only
hope Kyle saw some wisdom in the idea. The mask was intact..and heroic it
would be. For now. -d
scales change: phanlanx*
scales change: phalanx* [ ha ]
a merciful edge: No, no shield, and as he demonstrated to Maria, he didn't
even really know how to use one. But sure, he'd back on towards the hole.
Soonest opportunity he got he'd just shove Kythin through first anyway, then
back in afterwards.
a merciful edge: Surely that'd count as moving on. (brb)
scales change: Shoved through the illusion, unhappily but oh well! He was
through. -d
Tesarik One: As they all passed through the illusionary room they'd find
themselves in a stone room, with two doors, left and right. BUT, As Ophelia,
Nani and Indrila passed through first, they are the ones that triggered the
trap. From various
Tesarik One: small holes around the room crossbow bolts were shot. Ophelia,
Nani and Indrila, roll an Acrobatics DC15 to dodge the bolts.
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (+5 not that its needed)
Indrila: 26
Tesarik One: Two dodges so far!
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [+10; acrobatic skill / +5 quickness ]
Tesarik One: And another dodge, good job!
Tesarik One: So, left and right rooms. Locked doors.
ascending aria: As soon as Ophelia stepped through the illusion, she heard
the click.. which was why she'd moved in the first place. That didn't stop
the bolts flying towards her though, so with a skip and a twirl, the still
playing bard.. managed
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He watched the three doing the dance of dodges, he tilted
his head some then looked towards the doors then back to Nani.::Get a feeling
of any other traps?
ascending aria: to dodge her way out of the oncoming onslaught.
No True Form: ~She brushed a hand over her thighs then lifted her eyes
looking at the two locked doors moving forward to see what she felt ~ (Rogue
- Trap Detection) (D)
a merciful edge: Were the skeletons following through the fake wall?
Indrila: Indrila dodged quickly away from the bolts, pressing herself to the
wall and sliding along. When the bolts stopped, she moved into the center of
the room and began to look around for anything on the wall.
Tesarik One: No.
scales change: Second to Last in joining the others in the Stone room and
greeted to the sight just after the unpleasant trap-triggering. Whole lot of
lucky women by the sound of it though. Those steel-grey's went Ophelia's way
though.. one brow
scales change: risen. Questioning sure.. phrasing the question? yes, that
was kept at bay. -d
a merciful edge: Oh good. He sheathed his longsword, but kept the shortsword
out to provide light for himself and anyone else who needed it. "Well then.
Everybody okay?" He'd heard something unsavory and familiar, but he also
hadn't heard anyone
a merciful edge: thud to the floor or yell out in pain, so that was probably
alright.
No True Form: No other traps ~she told Rhyss then turned looking back at
him~ (D)
Of Crimson Tides: ::noticing the sudden barrage of arrows from random
directions ahead of her, the pirate lass let out a bit of a laugh as no one
seemed to be hurt. Then again, she might have laughed even if there were some
injuries:: 'Tis quite th'
Tesarik One: No traps but still locked, anyone able to pick a lock?
No True Form: ~She could lock pick~
Nobilis Arcanus: That is good to know,:he smiled and moved forward looking
around before looking back to Nani and grinned,::looks like you are up if we
are to progress further dear.::And he took a lean next to one of the doors,
arms crossed over his
Nobilis Arcanus: chest.::
Of Crimson Tides: welcome we be gettin', mateys. An' here me thought we just
be cleanin' out th' cellar. Er mebbe this be where she keeps th' good stuff!
::noting the doors were locked, she would do the practical thing and try and
see if there was
No True Form: Which door do we want to try and I will pick the lock ~She
glanced to the ground holding her hands out~ door left or door right! (D)
Of Crimson Tides: perhaps some trick or who knows, maybe even a key laying
around?:: [spot check]
Tesarik One: Roll
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception]
Tesarik One: This is a solid stone room, there are no markings, nothing
carved in, no keys. Just two stone doors, that are locked.
ascending aria: Ophelia looked between the two doors, both stone, both
locked. It would be an easy conclusion to make, that there was something
lurking behind at least one of them. So, the bard held a high note, allowing
it to resonate through
a merciful edge: He could have years ago! But that skill had degraded to the
point where it was unusable now. Thankfully, they had Nani! He shrugged at
the question. "I'm always biased towards left."
ascending aria: the right hand door; the vibration caused by such a note
(that only animals could hear), that it cracked right down the middle and
fell over. [Skill: Vibration. DM approval. ]
Nobilis Arcanus: Lets go with door on the right,:;he gave a small nod
looking back towards the door.::
Tesarik One: The door to the right has cracked and fallen aside. No
lockpicking needed. Those who can see in the dark, can spot what looks like a
storage facility... shelves, tables, old laboratory equipment.
Nobilis Arcanus: Ok so Nani I guess its the left door,::he gav a nod looking
over to her and winked with a grin.::
No True Form: hmmm ok,...shitting stone that it cracks that easily.. ~She
muttered then shrugged~ dont make things like they used to. (D)
Tesarik One: It is an easy climb over the fallen door to get inside for a
better, closer look.
Tesarik One: Nani you can go ahead and lockpick the left door if you want.
ascending aria: Fortunately, she could see in the dark (skill: darksight),
so after the door fell over: something she did not take credit for. She made
her way over, clambering over the rocks to take a look inside the room..
No True Form: Nah ~she glanced to Rhyss~ Diva can take care of it. As weak
as the stone is I am a bit worried it would fall on me if I tried to pick it.
~She smiled some then turned glancing to the broken open door~ (D)
Indrila: Indrila crawled over the broken stone and peered around in the
storage room since everyone was having a difficult time choosing what and
where to go. (Darksight). She narrowed her eyes and walked slowly along the
room, taking a good
Indrila: look.
scales change: Kythin couldn't see a thing pass the newly shattered door
then. Reason enough to just keep his guard up while others who could see
enough did the checking. -d
a merciful edge: "May as well get it unlocked anyway, in case we need to use
it in a hurry." The right door seemed to take care of itself, hm. He moved in
to bring the light for the people who needed it!
Tesarik One: There were boxes, and jars and all manner of containers filled
with various body parts. A jar of eyeballs, hands of ghouls, fangs of
vampires, mummy bandages, entire arms, feet, legs, hands, even ears and noses
from various
Tesarik One: creatures. There are some tomes and scrolls as well, the whole
place is quite dusty. (If you are in this room, make a Search Check - add
Perception)
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: 11
a merciful edge: "Now this is certainly unsavory." Said as he examined some
of those jars, nose wrinkled. "Wonder if I can find a spare finger that'd
fit."
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [no bonuses]
a merciful edge: (3!)
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He chuckled softly, turning he slipped over moving into
the room to poke around. Head tilted some.::
OnlineHost: Nobilis Arcanus rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Nobilis Arcanus scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: Perhaps he was in fact looking for a replacement finger.
Nobilis Arcanus: (20 + 1 = 21)
Of Crimson Tides: ::was effectively as blind as she might be if she were
intoxicated in terms of seeing into the dark room. As the others went ahead,
she was content to hang back instead of inhibiting those who had no trouble
seeing:: Any good drinks
ascending aria: Hopefully it was a big room..
No True Form: ~She wasnt in the room she could fight in the dark but seeing
in it was totally a different thing. So she leaned agaisnt the wall waiting
for the others to poke around, plus not likely anything she would be
interested in~ (D)
Of Crimson Tides: er aged casks in ther'?
scales change: Well he'd wind up closer to the room since Kyle and his
assumedly still a-light sword went closer.
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+5 Hawk Eyes. = 24 ]
a merciful edge: Yes, his sword was still all lit up. He needed it as much
as some of the others did too!
scales change: [ Also Knowledge: Religions roll .. for ties to religious
practices of any Vancev faithful ]
ascending aria: Ophelia was still playing, her melodic tune that allowed her
to interact with the dead; even while she was looking around the room, into
the jars and all the gruesome things.
Tesarik One: Ophelia found a folded map. It was very delicate and would need
to be opened gently or it would tear. It had no words on it, but anyone
familiar with a map of Arith would know it was a map, with little
Tesarik One: red dots in various places.
ascending aria: Her attention, however, fell onto a map: she had a thing for
them, apparently. The flute was removed from her mouth, even as the song
continued to play of its own accord. Licking her lower lip, she used her now
free hands to
ascending aria: carefully lift the map from the table it was one and tried
to figure out where each red dot signified.
Tesarik One: Rhyss finds an old note nailed to the wall above a dusty desk,
written in Abyssal.
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He moved over taking the note from the wall carefully
then was moving out of the room, his head tilted some looking to the writing.
Removing some silverdust from the pocket of the warmage coat he sprinkled it
over the note casting
Nobilis Arcanus: the decipher spell, head tilted some.:: (Decipher spell
cast on abyssal note)
Tesarik One: Kythin finds, hidden away on a shelf, in a jar of yellowish
liquid a man's head. He has long white hair, and his eyes are pale and
whitened as the dead thing floats. It has an old label on it written in Dark
Speech.
scales change: Well he wasn't about to be capable of reading Dark Speech
whether he recognized it or not. Even so he'd try seeing what he could
realize over all the undead pieces and the old label. [ Knowledge (Religions
or Deities) Check. ]
ascending aria: " I found a map! " The mage and the knight would hopefully
remember how protective she was of the last map she'd held.
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+5 Knowledge skill, +1 Int. = 15 ]
Tesarik One: There was nothing of note to do with religions or deities.
Tesarik One: At the very back of the room there was a long table covered
with a dusty, moldy cover.
scales change: And then a glance Lia's way.. " ... Best keep safe then, hm?
" Well least he didn't have to concern himself over interloping clerics of
Vancev being the cause of all the walking corpses. -d
a merciful edge: Well surely he found the table, if it was long and all
that. He certainly hadn't found anything else!
Nobilis Arcanus: (Knowledge Check: Arcana)
OnlineHost: Nobilis Arcanus rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Nobilis Arcanus scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Nobilis Arcanus: (8 + 11 intel + 5 Knowledge:Arcana = 24)
ascending aria: " I was going to! " She cast a look over to Kythin and then,
then it caught her eye; a really long table. The map was carefully tucked
into her jacket before she made her way over.. and pulled the cover back! She
really couldn't
ascending aria: help it..
Nobilis Arcanus: Hmm intresting,::he gently folded the note and tucked it
into the warmages coat inner pocket for later study. He moved out of the room
to where Nani was, taking a lean beside her he gave a small grin.::
No True Form: ~She leaned agaisnt the wall glancing to the other door then
to the open one then back to the closed one, gnawing on her lower lip. Ok so
waiting while they fumbled around was driving her mad. Plus she might fail it
had been a while
Tesarik One: Under the cover was a horrible sight. A young male, the skin
nearly pale on his body. It was missing eyeballs, and one of his arms had
been removed and been spliced with the arm of some sort of hairy
No True Form: she might not be able to. Then she jumped as Rhyss was there~
find anyhting interesting? (D)
Tesarik One: creature with big claws on the fingers. The chest had been
split open, and sewed back up mostly, but it's guts hung down around his
legs.
Nobilis Arcanus: :He held a gloved hand up, fingers inches apart indicating
silently something small. Looking over towards the left hand door then back
to her he grinned,:I wonder what is behind that door,::said quitely.::
Tesarik One: There was still the other room that needed it's door
lockpicked!
scales change: As for that labeled head in a jar. It was going in the pack
of holding for safekeeping for the time being. Then there was time to observe
Ophelia's rather grisly discovery under the moldy cover. " ... This might be
worse than Hexent
scales change: hal's ilk... thats fairly horrifying. " -d
a merciful edge: Well. That was certainly not a good sight. He frowned when
that horrible body was uncovered. The people that raised him were messed up,
sure, but at least they hadn't done anything like this. He slipped out of the
room, taking his
Indrila: Indrila did not seem to find anything truly of note, but that
didn't mean she wasn't scouring the place. She wrinkled her nose, the scent
of death and undeath and necromancy was not the best scent in the
a merciful edge: light with him, and moved to see how the lock picking was
coming. Or not coming, as seemed to be the case.
Indrila: world. She eyed the body when Ophelia uncovered it, and blinked a
little. Experiments. She walked over to the body of the poor man and put her
hand upon it's forehead and began to pray, in hopes that if it's soul was
caught here it
Indrila: could move on.
ascending aria: Ophelia appeared physically shaken by the sight of the man
on the table. The corner of the cover she held, was dropped and she turned
away from it as soon as she could. It only served to solidify her feelings
about necromancy and
No True Form: ~She did too then looking to the open door she shrugged~ yeah
well ~she glanced to the open door then back to the locked one~ damnit ~she
was to curious she couldnt help it plus standing there leaning against a
wall gave her to
a merciful edge: He passed Claidheamh Sloluis to his right hand, rubbing at
the scars on his left cheek with his now freed hand, then looked to Nani. "I
think it's about time to get that open." Said with a nod to the other door.
"Would you be so
a merciful edge: kind?"
ascending aria: other death magic's. It didn't take her long to exit the
room, stumbling over the stone of the door she'd broken, before finding
herself back in the stone room. There, she crouched in a corner and waited
for them to move on.
Of Crimson Tides: ::hearing no talk of drinks or anything, Scarletta was
content to hang back as she had been doing...although the mention of a map
usually meant, perhaps...treasure to be had! Ohh, she was definitely curious
there...until she noticed
scales change: While the sight may not have unnerved the Knight, plenty of
similiarly grotesque sights within a cult set on Pain and Toture as their
bread and butter. Didn't stop his looking away, mostly in order to move after
Ophelia. No need to
No True Form: much time to wonder~ Well since you asked so nicely ~OK as if
she wsnt going to do it anyhow. Moving to the right door she reached into the
spidersilk cloak she wore then drew out two metal bits then inserted them
into the lock~
No True Form: (lockpick attempt)
scales change: mention he had a head in a jar in his magic pack. No counting
on Kythin to prove comforting though. " ... " .. Nope. Couldn't manage it. -d

Of Crimson Tides: the interest shifting finally to the other locked door.
She would idly brush a hand over the flat side of her cutlass in anticipation
for what might be ahead::
Tesarik One: 1d20 + Quickness
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: ((+12 quick + 5 lock pick = 34)
Tesarik One: Nani very easily picked the lock. There was a click, and the
stone door cracked open a few inches. The stench of death would hit Nani,
dust and moldy cloth and death.
No True Form: ~She coughed waving her hand gagging some at the smell~ oh
hell that is bad ~she stood quickly stepping back away from the now open
door~ (D)
Nobilis Arcanus: ::Well he was next to her so he got that smell also, his
hand lowered resting on Nani's shoulder, a squeeze given as she stepped back
he moved forward and caught the door and was finishing opening it.:
Nobilis Arcanus: Right hand curled at his side, around the closed hand
crackling electricty leapt and danced, yeah might as well be prepared for
something to leap out going OOGITY BOOGITY!!!::
Indrila: She walked over towards the door as it popped open, frowning as she
too could smell the scent of death. She followed in behind Rhyss as he opened
the door and stepped in.
a merciful edge: Well ugh. Most of the time, things that smelled like death
that badly had undead along for the ride, and with the experience with undead
already, well...that wouldn't be surprising. He moved on in through the door,
drawing his other
a merciful edge: sword as he went so he'd be ready for any hostility.
Tesarik One: This room is full of corpses in various stages of decay. Some
completely skeletonized, others still bearing flesh somehow preserved in the
tomb. At least a hundred of them, laying on shelves dug into the walls or
upon stone
scales change: Eventually the Knight would get it into his head to set a
hand down on the bard's shoulder. " I think our comrades are starting to get
on the move again. " -d
ascending aria: She didn't need words of comfort, she just needed a moment
to gather herself. His arm was used though, so she could pull herself up. A
finger was flicked, just beneath her left eye, as if to brush something away
but it was a quick
Tesarik One: platforms throughout the large room. Some even hung on the
walls a'la the Capuchin Crypts.
Tesarik One:
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Nobilis Arcanus: ::Head tilted as he looked around, frown given at the
stench but he would raise his hand a bit higher letting the still harnessed
lighting provide added illumination.::You know,..I could rid us of these
bodies in a few castings.::He
ascending aria: action. " So it would seem. " Her flute was removed from her
belt again, just in case she needed to start her song.. which would be filled
with even more sorrow, if forced to use it. The mention of bodies, however,
made her question
Nobilis Arcanus: frowned,..course that would be creating one very large
funeral pyre,..or more to the point just sending fireball after fireball into
the corpses.::
ascending aria: whether she wanted to go through that door, though!
Indrila: "Oh dear." She closed her eyes a moment, feeling out around her
though she already knew the answer. Her eyes opened and she shook her head.
"This is dangerous, this is unhallowed ground."
Of Crimson Tides: ::didn't seem to be terribly unnerved by the foul scent
that washed in their direction, as she followed suit into the next room.
Another pile of corpses, huh? The mage fellow suggesting cleaning house,
however, drew a bit of a
No True Form: Hunny not everything needs to be burnt ~she muttered holding a
hand over her nose some then she moved closer to one of the shelves~ a crypt?
~she muttered then hearing Indrila she took a cautious step back~ these all
arnt going to
No True Form: start walking and attacking we are good but there is alot of
bodies here. (D)
Of Crimson Tides: scowl from her:: 'Tis not wise ta be hasty. Some folks
bury th' dead wit' some valuables and trinkets, ya know? ::Was she really
suggesting graverobbing? Damn right she was!::
Tesarik One: If you wish to search the bodies for trinkets, roll a Search
(Add perception)
Nobilis Arcanus: If they belong to who I am thinking then they just might
get up and start trying to gnaw on your bones. ::He raised a hand stroking
the braided beard.::
Of Crimson Tides: ::yup, unable to resist, the pirate lass would dive right
on in in hopes of finding something worth a few coins!::
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception]
Tesarik One: You find a golden ring on a finger worth 300gp.
scales change: Kythin gave Ophelia a long, silent look before looking to
where the rest had gone. " Sitha will bless you with inspiration from this
event.. whether with song or strength of will. Yet it will only come if you
face it.. " Pity he had
Tesarik One: Even as she slides the ring off the body's finger, it's other
arm begins to move, jerking upwards and grabbing Scarletta around the neck
and squeezing.
scales change: to sheathe his sword to offer out a hand, whether she took it
or not though he'd move on to join the others. Just in time to scowl at the
sight of the graverobbing Scarletta. -d
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 9 - Miss, Scarletta gets away with the ring!
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He glanced towards Indrila,, since she spoke to Adal in
sign. "Ever hear of a group called The five, or The Five Masters?" His
leather clad fingers moved in the quick, deft movements not really wanting to
let that information out
Nobilis Arcanus: yet except to someone who might know,.or know more on how
to deal with it.::
ascending aria: Of course it took Ophelia's fear to bring out an almost
poetic waxing of words from the Knight! He was right though, so she inhaled
and took his hand, following behind him. Only, to see the pirate pilfering
through the bodies. " We
Indrila: "Let me think." (Breadth of Knowledge - Arcana)
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: 33
ascending aria: shouldn't leave a mass grave like this beneath our very
feet. Not with what is coming.. "
Tesarik One: You all have 10 minutes of open roleplay to slash, cut, strike,
behead or destroy as many corpses as you wish!
Of Crimson Tides: ::Scarletta wasn't the type to make nice, even daring to
snap the damned finger off, ring and all, if need be! She did yelp as the
corpse's arm reached up for her neck, jerking away and stumbling back in
surprise!:: Arrgh! Damned
Tesarik One: ^v^ 7/25/2013 11:54:39 PM ^v^
Of Crimson Tides: scurvy wretch, ya! If ya weren't already a corpse I'd make
ya one meself!
a merciful edge: Well, if one of those corpses was reaching over at one of
their group, clearly any number of the corpses could be dangerous! Time to
start letting his longsword go to work. He would of course make sure any that
he dealt with were
a merciful edge: actually corpses and not...people hiding as corpses. It
could happen!
scales change: Once they had come to rejoin the others.. the Knight released
Ophelia's hand.. only to kneel and rummage through his back.. withdrawing a
set of Falchions. Boom and Crack. What needed to be done was simple enough..
but he would do
Indrila: Indrila headed over towards the corpse that Scarletta had awakened
by graverobbing and frowned at the woman, then began to chant in White Tongue
to attempt to proceed with Divine Turning.
Indrila: When that one was turned back into merely a corpse unable to come
to unlife again, she turned to the others. She didn't feel good about cutting
the into pieces, they WERE creatures, people after all, so she began to move
along the
scales change: without the ghostbane blade and the heavy shield.. in their
place the twin blades would be used.. paticularly useful as he began
decapitating corpses. Well into the process one of the blades, would be set
alight in electrified arcs
Nobilis Arcanus: ::Well he was doing a bit of his own corpse disposal,
sulpher was the scent joining into the mix of decay, lighting up the tomb a
single ball of fire smashed into a corpse crackling and hissing.::
ascending aria: Ophelia couldn't bring herself to purposefully desecrate the
dead, even though she knew that it had to be done. So, instead of standing
around feeling useless.. she placed the mouth piece of her flute to her lips.
The notes that
scales change: ..until one bounced off towards another corpse. What effect
lightning had on dry corpses.. well who could say! Likely Rhyss.. -d
Indrila: group and bless each one, hoping her hallowed and holy touch would
keep each one she touched from becoming undead.
ascending aria: escaped the instrument this time, lamented the passing of
the dead. Hopefully, lulling the sleeping undead and making sure they stayed
that way while the group was .. working.
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He turned, thumbtips came to press together, fingers
fanned out and from his extended fingers a sheet of flame flared out for
another. And yeah,..electricty he generally prefered fire when it came to
corpses.:::
scales change: During all this corpse-desecratio, the Knight did have the
presence of mind to offer up words of prayer with each successful corpse to
lose its head. " Perhaps Rao and Aenid will forgive this.. " Probably not. -d

Of Crimson Tides: ::Scarletta would pocket the pilfered ring at that, no
longer objecting to destroying the damned things if they were going to give
her problems for helping herself to their possessions. Not one to tempt fate
any further, she would
Indrila: "The shadows call for each of you, tarry not here, pass onwards."
She chanted softly in White Tongue as the Priestess of Kanesh moved about to
the dead bodies. A storage facility...that's what this place seemed to be. A
depository
No True Form: ~Yeah she sort of stood back and watched a bit, just hacking
and what not at corpses sort of didnt sit well with her, no challenge there
you know. She supposed if one got up she would deal with that but as they
mostly were laying
No True Form: their unless you took their valuables which she totally
understood dead or not someone tried to take her shit she would so come back
an not only try to strangle them but haunt them for ever. BWAHAHA,..hm mental
evil laughter just
Indrila: of dead, people whose family probaby thought they were safely
buried or entombed. Ah yes, the Five Masters. She paused and moved over
towards Rhyss. "I have heard of a group of necromancers called Five Masters.
They were called the
No True Form: didnt have the same effect and suddenly bursting out with evil
laughter in a crypt was probably a very bad idea~ (D)
Of Crimson Tides: join in the corpse smashing festivities, even singing in
that obnoxious and grating tone of hers as she went along:: Stuff 'em in a
sack an' throw 'em over...feed 'em ta th' hungry rats fer dinner...slice
their necks with a rusted
Of Crimson Tides: cleaver early in th' mornin'....
scales change: Scarletta very likely earned a place on Kythin's list of
folks to cut off the fingers of in his leisure time. -d
Indrila: Five Apprentices until they killed their Master. Each of them has
thier own specialty though all are necromancers. No one knows their real
names, they go by names that state what job they do in the Five. The Head,
The Heart,
Indrila: The Soul, The Hands and The Feet I believe....They have not been
heard from in quite some time, most thought they were gone."
a merciful edge: Sure, they were just lying there now. Let a necromancer
come on in, and you have a whole slew of zombies waiting to go! That was why
he didn't have much issue making sure that wouldn't be able to happen.
Nobilis Arcanus: Hmm well that is intresting though,::he gave a small grin
and tilted his head,::I believe we are in their storage area,..or one of
many.
Tesarik One: (General Perception Roll everyone! Add your PER)
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
ascending aria: " I think they're coming back. " Her song was still playing,
even though the flute was sat in her lap now. " There was an omen and I've
done some research. When the moons are eclipsed, the dead are going to rise..
and a lot of
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception = 8]
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Nobilis Arcanus rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
ascending aria: people are going to die.. "
Indrila: 15
a merciful edge: (11)
Nobilis Arcanus: (12)
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [ 11 ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [ well then. ]
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (15)
Indrila: "The moons? All three moons?" She frowned and glanced over towards
Ophelia. Triple eclipses were super rare.
Tesarik One: 15+ can feel a crawling feeling down their spine, a change in
the makeup of the air around them like static electricity, and notice that
the light is not doing quite as good of a job as it was before, the shadows
are growing.
ascending aria: " Yes. It's happened before and so many people died! I read
diaries and accounts from the survivors. We need to talk to the Order of the
Celestial Sky, because it's going to happen, I just don't know when. "
Indrila: "There is a temple near the lake for the Order."
No True Form: ~She had just been standing there not doing any hacking so as
the light suddenly seemed to dim and the very air felt different she froze~
Rhyss ~she whispered his name looking around and shivering her fingers moved
to the katanas
No True Form: something was wrong but she wasnt the magicy sort so she wasnt
sure what it was.~ (D)
Indrila: She shivered, and it took a lot to make the creature of the shadows
shiver. A deeper frown than she already bore, and she drew her weapon slowly
and spoke to them all, "Ready yourselves."
Nobilis Arcanus: ::Hearing Nani he turned and pressed forward tilting his
head some, a frown given and he now noticed it growing a bit dimmer. Holding
that right hand up he spoke a single word in draconic,::mitne! ::The ring on
that hand sparked
ascending aria: The warning forced her to move back towards her favourite
meat-shield; well, the only one she knew that would actually protect her, if
it came to it. The flute was once more lifted and the song of the dead
renewed. [Requiem.]
a merciful edge: Well he hadn't noticed any change, but that probably had a
lot to do with him not being as attuned to this world as a lot of them were!
Still, being told to ready of himself, that he could do. He glanced over
towards Indrila and
Nobilis Arcanus: then spread out in a glow as bright as daylight reaching
out sixty foot radius around the placement of the ring and dimmer light sixty
more feet out.::
Of Crimson Tides: An' th' blade goes in an' th' guts come out an' they
wriggle on th' deck an' scream an' shout...
a merciful edge: frowned, then got his weapons ready to...well, hopefully
actually fight something instead of beheading corpses!
Nobilis Arcanus: (Commanders Ring - 1/3 daily uses of Daylight)
Of Crimson Tides: ::her obnoxious singing as she went about her little
cutting spree kept her from noticing the apparent change around them, until
she noticed the apparent warnings of the others, at least enough to shut her
up for the moment::
Tesarik One: There were so many bodies, high on shelves, hanging on the
walls, in every place in here. They could not reach them all, and as the air
changed, three of the bodies came to 'life'. One pulled off the wall, two
moved off shelves.
scales change: Kythin didn't notice a damn thing.. possibly due to listening
to Ophelia's words. If not for his lack of darksight though.. he'd have had
no issues with the dark. Except not being able to see what needed to be hit
perhaps. Those men
scales change: ntions from others led to Kythin switching out twin falchions
for broadsword and shield suffice to say. Defense.. was good in a place like
this. -d
Tesarik One: They did not seem afraid of the light, it served to illuminate
most of the room.... though in the far right area, the shadows did not even
recede a little from the light spell. Zombies, covered in rotting flesh. The
first slammed
Tesarik One: into Scarletta.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 22 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 76-sided dice: 70 61
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 22 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +7 = 29 dmg
Of Crimson Tides: [Mithral Chainmail +5 DEF, Mithral Helmet +3 DEF...ouch
and then some]
a merciful edge: (Kyle can take that hit for her if you allow it as
reasonable)
Tesarik One: Rp it out.
a merciful edge: Well, he did have the survival of his companions high up in
his priority list...so when he saw that zombie moving to slam into Scarletta
he dashed over, that light sword turning into a blur as he moved faster than
he ought to be
a merciful edge: able to, and took that hit, which dropped him to a knee at
the least. (8 def)
a merciful edge: (5 from amulet of def, 3 from cloak)
Tesarik One: Roll an Endurance Check, DC15
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 15-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (....15, thankfully)
Tesarik One: Pass.
Tesarik One: Undead 1 0/?? [15] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 22/40 [22] ||
Undead 2 0/?? [15] || Kythin 0/48 [22] || Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Undead 3
0/?? [15] || Ophelia 0/32 [15] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta
Tesarik One: Indrila-
Indrila: She would go with what was working already, turning the undead back
into corpses. She began to chant again in White Tongue towards the second
undead, attempting to break the hold of whoever had made this creature.
(Divine Turning)
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: 22
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (dang)
Tesarik One: Close.... but Indrila's turning works. Undead 2 falls, no
longer animated.
Tesarik One: Undead 1 0/?? [15] || Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 22/40 [22] ||
Kythin 0/48 [22] || Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Undead 3 0/?? [15] || Ophelia
0/32 [15] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta
Tesarik One: Kyle-
a merciful edge: Well that took the wind out of his sails. Didn't quite
knock him flat, however, and he pushed back up to his feet, settling himself
between Scarletta and her potential friend. "I'd head over towards the rest
of the group if I were
a merciful edge: you." And then he shoved against Undead 1 to try and get it
back far enough for his swords to flash out all rapidly and make short work
of the creature.
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (+12 quickness, +3 swordmaster bonus = 32)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 70-sided dice: 69 52
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 19 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 5-sided dice: 4 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 5-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (19 base, +7 for legacy longsword, +8 for legacy
shortsword, +3 for baneful - undead on longsword, +12 quickness for dex.
fighter, +3 swordmaster bonus = 52)
Tesarik One: The zombie was sliced and diced.....but..... Kyle had slammed
himself into it before it got destroyed. Kyle make an Endurance Save DC15.
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (4)
Tesarik One: Fail. The zombie's flesh is covered in tiny needles, right
below the flesh. When you touch it, there is a chance of being pricked by all
the poison needles. The poison is Darkshaft. Almost immediately it reaches
the bloodstream.
Tesarik One: It induces horrific and nightmarish hallucinations and you
cannot tell friend from foe. You attack wildly on your turn, and must roll to
see who you hit, friend or foe.
Tesarik One: Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 22/40 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Undead 3 0/?? [15] || Ophelia 0/32 [15] || Nani
0/38 [22] || Scarletta 0/14 [12]
Tesarik One: Kythin-
scales change: Being covered from head to toe in armor may well have its
advantages for once. Uncertain of just what trick these undead might have
akin to the others left the Knight wary. Even so Kythin moved to assualt one
of these new mobile cor
scales change: pses.. taking attempting to keep it as bay with that sharpen
edged steel shield..and slash at the throat both seeking to send the skull
rolling. [ Combat Bonus 1d extra. - Dual Wield ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+12 Qck, +2 born by the blade = 28 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 3 80-sided dice: 5 16 77
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 14 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [ Ghostbane Broadsword (1d8), Heavy Steel Shield (Sharpened -
Shield Weapon) [1d8) ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+8 str, +3 Divine Judgement = 35 ]
Tesarik One: Skull went rolling, destroyed.
Tesarik One: Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 22/40 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Ophelia 0/32 [15] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta
0/14 [12]
Tesarik One: (Call Darkness) - Chanting in Black Tongue was heard from the
shadowy area of the massive room... and the room dropped into magical
darkness. Darksight could not pierce it, and only those with blindfight would
be able to attack or
Tesarik One: defend during this time.
scales change: " Speak, Nightcaller. " Well Kythin might not have been able
to see.. but he did understand and speak the Black Tongue and he'd speak out
in that language. -d
scales change: [ test? ]
a merciful edge: (B-)
scales change: [ better than expected. ]
Tesarik One: A voice began to speak, a deep and rumbling voice, in Black
Tongue. "Why do you trespass?"
ascending aria: Ophelia wasn't used to being cast into darkness; being able
to see through natural dark, was a gift she enjoyed. It was the creepy voice
and the words that planted a seed of trepidation within her though.
Indrila: Indrila froze, she recognized Black Tongue but of course she did
not speak it. She closed her eyes, she didn't need them anyway, and listened
around her.
Nobilis Arcanus: ::As the darkness descended he frowned kneeling down some
but as the words were being spoken he focused on them, drawing on the arcane
and tapping into it once more he was casting a spell on himself. Yeah it paid
not to be left out
a merciful edge: He spoke it just fine, but was too busy hallucinating to
follow what was being said. He just knew one of those voices needed
targetting.
Nobilis Arcanus: in the dark of a conversation.;; (Comprehend Languages - 24
hours, black tongue)
Tesarik One: (I guess I misunderstood Kyle's actions, he was merely pushing
the zombie away from him as part of the whole first attack, so he is not
poisoned.)
Of Crimson Tides: ::Scarletta had actually froze up before that blur in
front of her, in the form of one of her apparently comrades had protected her
from the sudden onslaught. She actually had a rare crisis of conscience and
wanted to help the
scales change: Oh. Well least they could have a civil conversation. In the
tongue of cultists. " I follow my orders as given and that is all that brings
my presence down to these depths. " Well truth couldn't hurt when they were
at a disadvantage.
scales change: Okay it could but Kythin wasn't exactly a talented lair. -d
Of Crimson Tides: fellow who threw himself in the way. However, the sudden
darkness and odd voice speaking a tongue she didn't understand put a damper
on all that. All she could do was keep a blade out in one direction and wait
silently::
Tesarik One: There was a long, raspy breath taken and then grating words
spoken again in Black Tongue, "There is naught here for you noble
adventurers. Turn, go back, and do not set foot into my realm again."
Indrila: (Listen)
a merciful edge: Or...apparently he wasn't. In that case, he'd take the time
whilst listening to their conversation to focus some of his personal little
magic stash into healing both his wound and the strain he'd put his body
through. (22 self heal,
a merciful edge: 0 points remaining)
OnlineHost: Indrila rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Indrila scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Indrila: 8
No True Form: ~She turned her head some, well she didnt need to see to fight
she could fight in the dark as well as the light howerver the voice had her
unnerved her katanas out she turned slowly to center herself she stood
starring into the dark
Tesarik One: Indrila 0/45 [20] || Kyle 0/40 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Rhyss 0/63 [17] (0/22) || Ophelia 0/32 [15] || Nani 0/38 [22] || Scarletta
0/14 [12]
scales change: " .... And is there naught here for Dunsany? " Well why not
put that out there. He had a suspicious nature and beyond that.. he could use
a means to control the many ghosts in his home. -d
Tesarik One: "What speak you of Dunsany? What does one know of Dunsany?"
No True Form: listening not moving or makign a sound, the shadows she
embraced she moved in them easily~
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He arched an eyebrow tilting his head as he listened
silently, hand rest to the ground as he knelt there.::
Tesarik One: Indrila cannot hear anything except the talking going on.
scales change: " I am the last Hexenthal's Black Knight. The Kingdom rests
on my Shoulders. " -d
No True Form: (Listen Check)
OnlineHost: No True Form rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ No True Form scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
No True Form: (eh deaf and blind Epic)
Of Crimson Tides: [Listen check as well]
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception = 18]
a merciful edge: Sure, he'd get in on that listening too, now that he felt
back up to fighting shape again. He was also trying to pinpoint where raspy
voice was coming from. Clearly it was the bad guy.
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
a merciful edge: (10)
Tesarik One: "Hexenthal... a name I have not heard in ages. If you be
Hexenthal's Black Knight you know better than most how important our work
is."
Tesarik One: Raspy voice was coming from where they'd seen the dark shadows
the light would not push away.
a merciful edge: Well then! He'd use that Obsidian Heart Insignia that he'd
been gifted to send a message.
scales change: Better than most.. it was not lose on Kythin how much the
black arts were tied to Dunsany. " The Hexenthals have met their end, Your
work would be safer from Noble Adventurers in their old Lands. " Pity no one
could see his body-lan
scales change: guage.. insight would help to realize he hoped to nix the
undead problem under the Inne and the city in his own fashion. Pity it
wouldn't solve the problem. -d
Tesarik One: "And you think there is not work done in all manner of areas of
this world?" There was a grating laughter, and then the Call Darkness faded.
As the shadows faded, they'd find that every damn one of the dead bodies
they'd
scales change: " The Triple Eclipse.. " Well least the darkness was gone.
Couldn't say he'd like what was left though. -d
Tesarik One: not destroyed in some way were now standing in silence, waiting
for their master to pull their strings. Waves and waves of them, skeletons
and zombies and even wraiths began to form and swirl around on the ceiling.
At the far end,
Tesarik One: there was a tall gaunt man standing there with long dark brown
hair, black eyes, and black energy flickering between his fingers that were
folded together before him. He looked displeased, but he always did. He
unhooked his fingers
Tesarik One: and spread them out, motioning to his undead, thirty, maybe
even fifty of them all waiting to attack, "You are outnumbered. Black Knight
of Dunsany, it is time for you to take your party and leave." He snapped his
finger and a
Tesarik One: portal opened near Kythin, circled in shadow, the other side
showing the tap room of the inne.
Tesarik One: "The Triple Eclipse....." For a moment, a little smirk
appeared. "Yes, exactly."
scales change: They were not prepared for this.. not this many, not without
a means to weaken them. Kythin knew that much without a need to know much of
the magic behind the many undead before him and the rest of the Heart
adventurers. The Black
a merciful edge: Well he'd started moving while he had his conversation with
Indrila via their insignias, and when the darkness went away, he found he was
rather close to this new guy! He took a brief moment to survey all the undead
waiting, then
ascending aria: A long.. what did you say?!. look was given to Kythin before
she looked around all the corpses, now stood to attention. " I think we
should go.. " Just in case any of them decided they wanted to fight the
undead horde.
a merciful edge: to the portal, then to the man. "...I've been outnumbered
before. And I don't claim myself as part of that one's party, either."
scales change: Knight closed his eyes against the sight of the gaunt man's
little smirk. His own scowl certainly was a deep one. This one was worse than
Aaron hexenthal... while much of what that vampire had done could be..
tolerated.. the sight
Nobilis Arcanus: :::When te darkness had lifted he was on his feet, his
fingers curled then uncurled moving forward giving a glance between the
hordes of undead. Eyes narrowed, as he adjusted his stance just some, fingers
curled some, the frown
Nobilis Arcanus: darening across his face.::
No True Form: ~She looked around~ shit ~she muttered then looked back to
RHyss to see what he would do if he fought she would stand at his side and
fought if he thought it best to leave she would as well.~ well ~she whispered
softly the word
No True Form: barely audible~ (D)
Tesarik One: Kaput spoke in common this time to Kyle, "Yet, you have never
faced what you face here I am sure. For every battle is different than the
other. I give you leave to walk away, but if you will not take it, then you
will crawl
scales change: on that table earlier.. could not. " You go further than
Aaron ever did.. " Something Kythin didn't look all that pleased over. " ..
Don't be so sure to count yourself out yet, Kyle. " Kythin shoved a hand into
that red bag at his
Tesarik One: away from me." He drew in a deep breath, then spewed forth
Black Tongue as he cast a spell upon Kyle. (Thorny Bones - Dual DMG/Hold -
DC30 Spell Save)
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 30-sided die: 25
a merciful edge: (whoops)
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
a merciful edge: (....)
scales change: side.. prior to a glance Rhyss's way and a few words of
Draconic. " Get them moving, now. " Ack.. well that wouldn't do.. which
called for (if possible) the Black Kight with that shiny mirror-surface of
his shield brought up. The
scales change: plan? Something dumb as a rock in his own head.. Kyle
wouldn't appreciate a body shield though.-d
scales change: [ Using heavy steel shield's reflective quality. ]
scales change: [ withdrawn. sadly. ]
Tesarik One: (Has to be used if cast on you, or at the very least right next
to you :) )
Tesarik One: Fail. Held 2 rounds, +6 DMG - The target's skeleton grows
thorns and spurs that shove through the flesh, causing dmg and stunning them.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 82-sided dice: 29 28
Tesarik One: 6dmg
Tesarik One: +17 (12 INT + 5 Innate Magic) +6 spell = 29
Tesarik One: Def?
a merciful edge: (nope)
Tesarik One: He folded his arms in front of him, and shook his head. "I
would say you are a courageous man, but I think you are simply foolish." He
looked back across to Kythin, bowing his head slightly, and then the shadows
claimed Kaput again,
Tesarik One: and he disappeared from the room. Gone completely, for even the
undead dropped to the ground once the master was completely gone. The portal
snapped shut as well.
Tesarik One: (Ok folks. Official Quest over, you may keep rping if you want.
You all can easily get back the way you climbed in.)
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He frowned at that and glanced towards the portal,..he
really wasnt the trusting sort to think the portal would be to kosher.
See,..a good reason he didnt do so, though he growled out narrowing his eyes
and would let out a bit of
Nobilis Arcanus: anger by ashing a few of those undead on the ground. Moving
forward he narrowed his eyes and was pacing, head tilted some and a hand
raised stroking the braided beard.::