Quest: Wizard's Retreat Part Two | 12/23/12

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Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Wizard's Retreat Part Two"

Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.

Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or another Moderator, one of

us should have answers.

Tesarik One: Estimated time is 2.5 - 3 hours.

Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you

die.

Tesarik One: Make sure your char sheet is updated!

Tesarik One: You can't go "fixing" it up once we start! If it's not listed

you do not have it and this includes mundane gear. Pulling 50 feet of rope

out of your ass is painful and illegal!

Tesarik One: Otherwise state your info: Rank, Name, Dice,

Tesarik One: Hit Points, Defense DC, Healing Points if applicable. You will

need to keep up with your own self-healing points.

Tesarik One: ---end state---

a merciful edge: Amber Champion Kyle, 2d52, 29 hp, Defense 17

Tesarik Five: -Rohdle - Amber Champion 2d56 - 16 DC 32 HP-

Tesarik Five: -Errr. Amber Marshal. Sorry.-

questing requiem: Amber Marshal , Girard "Requiem" Sirri, 2d65, Def DC: 11 ,

HP: 30

Tesarik One: [NPC] Falqun Briathos, Healer, Emerald Defender, 3d70, 35hp,

DC18, 44 healing points.

a merciful edge: (All these people at the same rank having different dice

posted. :P )

questing requiem: ][ typo lol

Tesarik One: (I think questing got his numbers turned around)

questing requiem: ]][2d56*

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris Vidarr "The Bloodied" - Emerald Defender - 2d70 -

HP: 58 - Def. DC: 16

Tesarik One: Roll 1d20 init please and add in any boosts and give me final

number.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 3

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

a merciful edge: (10)

questing requiem: ][ 17 ]

Tesarik Five: (22)

A Cairn of Rage: roll-dice1-sides20

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 13

Tesarik One: Hold while SB is built.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 17

Tesarik One: Rohdle 0/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44)

|| Fenris 0/58 [16] || Kyle 0/29 [17]

Tesarik One: Corrections? IM me.

Tesarik One: Background - Last week, a group was sent by Maria to do a task

in order to gain some important information. The group found and removed (or

so they assume) a group of bandits plaguing a town ,and in exchange were

given a map and

Tesarik One: command word to get into what is known as the Wizard's Retreat,

an extradimensional space kept by an long-ago wizard that is rumored to

contain wealth and knowledge. The alchemist told them where the old mage's

house was located,

Tesarik One: that no doubt it was occupied by a family, and that they were

to go to the hearth in the great room and speak the command word which was

written down. Jabretholkanonsveter. The group reports back to Maria, and now

she is gathering

Tesarik One: a group again, to actually head to the house and find the

space. Meet at the Port Union as usual, for a portal to the outskirts of that

same village. (Begin RP)

a merciful edge: Kyle did not at all assume they'd removed the bandits,

since they just let them go with what? Not even a pinky swear that they

wouldn't cause trouble. Although he didn't really like those anyway. Being

left handed, he tended to

a merciful edge: instinctively offer up less than half a pinky, and that

didn't do anybody any good. Well! He heard a group was heading out again, and

since he'd participated in part one, he wouldn't want to miss the sequel, so

he got himself all

a merciful edge: geared up in his minimal amount of anything as always, then

headed down to the Port Union to await the others.

Tesarik Five: Unlike Kyle, Rohdle felt good about removing the bandits. As

there was a promise for them to leave...On risk of their own lives. They

would leave, or they would die. It really was that simple. Those of the group

didn't want to kill

Tesarik Five: the group of bandits in the first place, so they had only two

choices. Let them go or go through all the trouble of binding them, putting

them on their mounts, carrying them with them to the contact, then back to

the city to be put

Tesarik Five: in jail and wait for a trial that may or may not go their way.

It was all just to much trouble. At least, that's how the elf saw it. Never

the less he was fully dressed in his combat gear as he stepped up to the

meeting area, looking

Tesarik Five: to Maria as he gave her a small nod of his head. The normally

somewhat friendly Elf was cold and stern when it came to taking on a mission,

so for now he simply waiting for the rest to arrive.

questing requiem: Port Union again. Girard was becoming awfully use to

visiting the place by now.. Maria sent them there to portal-hop often enough!

Half-expecting something akin to the tower in Rumeria's Barrens though the

minstrel planned care-

Tesarik One: Standing next to Maria was a woman with chestnut brown curls,

dressed in a dove grey dress with white leather bracers laced to her elbows

engraved with a white raven. Her long hair was pulled back in a braid, bits

of feathers poked

Tesarik One: out here and there, and if they got a good look there were even

feathers in her eyelashes. She had a longsword at her hip, and a longbow and

quiver on her back with her pack. She said nothing, merely nodded as people

approached.

questing requiem: fully for the return to that village to deal with the

Wizard's Reach. Smart enough to pack away some potions, considering how well

his body reacted to most sorts of healing magic, and whatever else he could

reasonably carry along

Tesarik One: "I'm sending a healer along with you. A good healer." She

patted Falqun's shoulder, then nodded as the portal opened. "Find the

retreat, see what's in there if anything, and if you do find interesting

items bring it back with you.

Tesarik One: and try not to die. Off you go."

A Cairn of Rage: The Northman sat on the edge of a crate, bent over slightly

as rough hands adjusted the fit and feel of those thick and oerly traveled

boots. Occasioanlly he would cast those cold beryl eyes upwards as another

came to gather, only

questing requiem: with the bladed whip and the daggers hidden away. In

regards to the bandits of last time, he didn't care.. if they hounded them

again.. they forfieted mercy he tried to give. So the minstrel occupied his

time now.. with humming,

questing requiem: waiting, and hopping through that portal when the time

came. -d

A Cairn of Rage: to in turn narrow at the sight of the portal. Rig alone

knew how much he distrusted magic, but he had told Maria he would fight as

she asked of him. As this was likely to be his fnal delay before moving back

north, and perhaps if he

A Cairn of Rage: were lucky, back to the mud, he was counted amongst them.

With a low exhale of breath, something caught between a sigh and a growl he

moved with the masses.

a merciful edge: "Don't everybody say hello at once. Starting to feel lik

eyou all lost your tongues last time." All this silence was going to make for

a very dull adventure, and it was already making him debate heading back

home. At least there'd

a merciful edge: be conversation there. He listened to Maria's statement on

the healer, sent that healer a smile and a polite bow of his head. "Splendid,

we may very well need a good healer, though I do hope we don't. But better to

have one and not

a merciful edge: need one, hm?" And then it was off through the portal with

him!

Tesarik One: Talk? She didn't know anyone. Feathery lashes lowered over grey

eyes that matched her robe, then lifted to peer around again, in time to

catch the smile and bow of Kyle's head. She gave a half-bow back to him.

"This is Falqun, don't

Tesarik One: lose her." And yep, off they needed to go! Maria waved with a

big grin.

a merciful edge: Of course she didn't know anyone, she wasn't talking. How

else was she supposed to get to know them?? (brb)

Tesarik Five: Rohdle waited just a moment, looking around at the others,

then to the healer that was introduced to the group

Tesarik Five: (Eh, sorry. Hit enter early.)

questing requiem: " Hello to you to Kyle. Pleasant weather isn't it? " Well

Girard found it amusing, this was why he kept to singing or talking bandits

into dropping their weapons and leaving peacefully. Portal-ward ho! " I can't

promise I won't lose

questing requiem: track of myself.. this could be tricky. " -d

Tesarik One: The portal showed a fine home outside town, marked on the map

that Girard (?) had. It looked well tended, it wasn't a mansion by any means

but it was a nice, large farmhouse with rocking chairs on the big front

porch. If anyone was

Tesarik Five: "You can let that one die if you want. It may bring peace to

the land." He gave a tilt of his head toward Kyle, only to offer up a wide

smirk, toying with the man as it were. Despite the bits, he didn't have any

problems with the

questing requiem: Yep. He had the map and the magic word.

Tesarik One: at home, they wouldn't be able to tell at first because no

lights shone at the windows and the curtains were all pulled closed. The

stables looked rather empty of horses, the stablehands nowhere to be seen.

Tesarik Five: guy. And that was his way of making talk, as he had just

requested happen. Once the healer made her way into the portal he went along

with them to follow.

Tesarik One: She stepped through the portal as it was opened and the others

made their way in, and brushed her hands down along her dress as she peered

at the house. She was sent along to heal, so she was going to do just that if

needed.

Tesarik One: "Hello, as Maria said, I'm Falqun." Her voice soft, she'd

finally speak, then wait for whoever was going to lead them.

Tesarik One: (Y'all still there?)

questing requiem: ][ I hope so. ][

Tesarik Five: (Was waiting for someone else to post. Lol. But, I can post

again. ;p)

Tesarik One: The house is there before them, they need to find their way to

the great room.

A Cairn of Rage: There was a slight shake that ran it's way down his body

from stepping out on the other side of the portal. Turning his head back

around and curling his upper lip in disgust before spitting to the ground.

Turning his rough

A Cairn of Rage: countenance back upon the others, hands opening and closing

slightly as they hung near his waist. Looking from one to the next and down

the line, he stood motionless, waiting for whoever it was that had what they

needed to guide

A Cairn of Rage: them to either take point, or give some vague gesture as to

where they were supposed to head.

a merciful edge: "'tis always pleasant weather if one knows how to look at

it properly." Said a bit belatedly to Girard. He sent a scowl to Rohdle at

his little snipe though. "I am an agent of peace, you silly man. I daresay

that might have quite

questing requiem: " Names Girard.. or Requiem. " Well the minstrel could

also be the social one. As for the house, well didn't the alchemist say the

house was occupied? This couldn't be legal. " The old man did say this house

was occupied.. " Well

questing requiem: reminding them never hurt. -d

a merciful edge: the opposite effect." And then to Falqun. "Pleasure to meet

you, Falqun, my name is Kyle." And then yep, the house! Hm. They needed that

silly word, did they not? Or was that just once they got inside. He wasn't

good with magic

a merciful edge: words.

Tesarik Five: A look around was given, the others seeming to be lost in a

trance he shrugged. Though when the giant of a man was in sight he looked him

up and down. That brute, a worthy....Well ally or foe really. Though ally it

seemed he was

Tesarik One: It was to open the portal in front of the hearth in the great

room.

Tesarik Five: today, and that was good enough for him. Though when Kyle

spoke to him he lifted a brow slightly. Silly man? How.....Strange. Was that

supposed to be an insult or playfullness in regards to his words? Shrugging

it off he then

Tesarik Five: started forward, seeing the others not in any hurry to get to

the house he took the lead, eyes cast around to see if there was any evidence

of life....Though none was found. "Did he say if the occupants were humaiod?"

Valid question

Tesarik Five: ...Knowing the trickyness of magic users.

A Cairn of Rage: Reaching down to his hip, fingers pulling up a small

metallic flask and drawing the stopper out and clear. A quick tip given as

the top touched upon his lips. Swirling the contents around in his mouth as

he closed the flask and let

Tesarik One: Whoever lived there, it didn't seem like anyone was home

but..... they could go knock on the door? Or bust it down? Or pick the lock?

A Cairn of Rage: it set down upon his hip once again. This was why no Svek

would ever claim the north. There was too much of nothing, and too little of

something. In the north you just acted. The time you spent thinking was the

time you spent dying.

A Cairn of Rage: It was simply better to do something than live with the

fear of doing it. Walking past them, uncaring if his size caused an arm or a

shoulder to brush into them as he passed. Coming to the front of the door he

balled a hand and let

A Cairn of Rage: it crack against the wood in a manner that was all but

friendly. Waiting the customary few moments, if nothing was heard, he tried

to just open them so they could at least begin with the task at hand.

questing requiem: " For all I know the occupant could be an orcish bard. "

Never mind the improbability of that combination. Really he didn't recall if

the oldman had even bothered to specify. Girard didn't really bother to

consider the possibilities

questing requiem: considering the occupants were probably not going to be

pleased with unknown guests after having bandits around the village for who

knew how long. Course with Fenris playing the one to introduce them.. well if

they were hostile it'd

questing requiem: not last too long now would it? But just in case.. Girard

moved to the side of the door rather than anywhere behind the Northman.. he

didn't care to be crushed if the man was flung back by magic. -d

Tesarik One: The family was human, a farming family. The mage long gone. At

the harsh knock, there'd be the sound of someone calling out, "Just a sec!"

And then an elderly woman opened the door. "Hello, how can I help you?"

A Cairn of Rage: Kyle. The one who had opened his mouth first, had one meaty

thumb jerked in his direction as Fenris stepped away and down from the door.

Moving to the side so that his size did not have the opposite effect Kyle's

free moving tongue

A Cairn of Rage: may have.

Tesarik One: She tucked her hands into her apron and stared at the odd group

on the porch of her employer's home, lifting a grey brow. "Yes?"

a merciful edge: He lifted a brow as the overly large man pounded on the

door like he was half trying to break it, and then pointed at him, before his

eyes shifted to the old woman. "Hello there! We were passing by and noticed

what a lovely house

a merciful edge: you have here, and as it turns out, it seems appropriate,

with such a lovely young woman residing in it." He flashed his best charming

grin, hopefully not too marred by the scars on his everywhere. Least most of

them weren't

a merciful edge: visible. "I know it may be an odd request, but would you

mind terribly if we had a look inside? I promise we will intrude as little as

possible, and be gone before you know it."

Tesarik One: She stared at them, pursing her lips a moment, then smiled at

Kyle. "It's quite cold out there, why don't you kids...er..." She looked at

the big man a moment, then back to Kyle, "...folks come in for a mug of hot

cider." She

Tesarik One: stepped aside. "Well....I suppose you can, the Dunsany's aren't

home though and if you stay here on the first floor." She motioned towards a

set of double doors off to the side, then opened them. It was definitely the

great room,

Tesarik One: and there was a massive, and hand carved hearth with a

crackling fire. "You all have a seat, warm up, I'll get some drinks and

teacakes."

a merciful edge: "Oh I wouldn't say the correction is needed, he's a child

at heart." Said as he gave a clap to Fenris's shoulder...well, upper arm more

likely, and then he stepped in after the lady, having a brief look around

once they were led

a merciful edge: into the great room. "Splendid, drinks and teacakes would

be lovely. Thank you so much." Well there, he did his job and got 'em into

the room!

questing requiem: Kids? He was in his early thirties.. couldn't be looking

that young! Well no matter, thought the minstrel. Kyle got the lot of them

permitted inside and he didn't have to waggle that silver tongue of his at

all! Girard gave a murmur

Tesarik One: Falqun stood at the back of the group, watching them as they

talked to the elderly woman. Her hands were clasped before her, she was

concentrating quite hard for a moment as she used one of her trained skills.

(Diagnose - she will

Tesarik One: know everyone's status as far as sick, wounded, poisoned,

nearness to death, etc.)

questing requiem: of " Not bad. " Kyle's way before they'd head in..

eventually. -d

Tesarik Five: He looked to Kyle, hearing the lies come from his mouth had

him lifting a brow. Though it seemed to work, it wouldn't of been his way of

doing it. Shrugging it off though he kept himself silent for the moment,

giving a nod to the

Tesarik One: "Very good then!" She clapped her hands together, then shuffled

off towards the kitchen once they were in the great room. It'd take her a few

moments at the very least before she joined them again!

Tesarik Five: old woman as he stepped by, going tot he room she had motioned

to, and stepping into the great room. He didn't really know what they were

looking for here, but he had a feeling Girard did, thus he looked to the man

and waited for

Tesarik Five: his instructions.

a merciful edge: "Why thank you. I am a bit rusty though, and that's not

particularly my strong suit anyway. Generally I antagonize people." Said

after the lady left the room. He shrugged. And lies? What lies?

A Cairn of Rage: He waited until all the others had stepped before he moved

to join them, casting one last and lingering gaze out behind and around the

home. Orbs seeking out any sign that things were not quite what they

appeared. As he closed the

Tesarik One: She moved into the great room, smiling kindly to the woman,

then she stood near the window and opened the curtains a little to peer out.

She wasn't sure what they needed to do here.

questing requiem: " Well our goal is the hearth.. the word's s'pose to open

the way. Odds are we'll be scaring our host if we open it up in front of her

though. " All this he tried to murmur low enough to keep among his companions

rather than shared

A Cairn of Rage: doors behind him, he would throw whatever bolt or chain or

lock the door had. Moving back into the room he watched as the crone waddled

off to the other room and moved to lean against the wall nearest the door.

Placing himself so

questing requiem: too loudly, pausing at any point the kind old woman was

within hearing range. -d

A Cairn of Rage: that when she or anyone else in the home returned he would

be at their back.

a merciful edge: "Only if she notices. Which, if we hurry, she won't. If one

of us has to stay behind as a distraction, then we'll be one short going in.

I think haste may be the better option this time."

Tesarik One: The woman was in the kitchen, they were in the great room, the

hearth was before them. What were they waiting on??

questing requiem: Well no point in waiting then! Girard headed on to the

hearth, taking a quick glance over the written word and once he thought he

had it memorized he passed it on to Kyle, just in kind they needed it to get

out to.. and really there

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris heard them talking over what may be the best course

of action, to move with haste and distract the elderly woman. Keep her free

from harm so that they could do what they needed. Stepping over to one side

and placing his hands

questing requiem: was just no assurance he'd make it out, why not be

cautious? " Jabretholkanonsveter. " Girard at least was wary enough to do

this to the side of where he thought the portal or whatever would open open -

didn't want to be rushed by

questing requiem: some arcane abomination! -d

A Cairn of Rage: upon the arm of a very large couch, he simply pushed it in

front of the door. Thus locking the elderly woman in the kitchen, where she

would have food and drink until they returned and let her out.

a merciful edge: He took the written word, folded it up and tucked it into

his cloak. He glanced over to Fenris, in his check to make sure everybody was

ready and furrowed his brow a bit. "Should probably move that back out of the

way if we can get

Tesarik One: As the final syllable of the command word was spoken, the fire

in the hearth leapt upwards, then a swirling portal began to open before the

hearth, like the eye of a camera opening up until darkness was seen on the

other side.

a merciful edge: through before she returns. Not very good guest manners to

trap the hostess." Oh hey! Portal opened up. And nothing jumped out to kill

them, right?

Tesarik Five: When that portal opened up Rohdle didn't bother to wait. As

the portal finished forming he moved forward, pushing through to stand on the

other side as eyes moved, searching the area to try and see all that he could

on the other side

Tesarik Five: while waiting on the others to join him. He didn't much care

for all the waiting when on a mission when it wasn't warented....But it was

sometimes hard to pin point when that Elf thought it was warented. (Spot)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 4

Tesarik Five: (9)

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris gave a dismissive shrug and moved after the Elf

through yet another portal. Better trapped for now-that was if the place

didn't have another way into the kitchen-than dead or calling some guard for

a portal in the house

Tesarik One: No need for a spot, because when they entered the portal they'd

see this: An anteroom with the walls, floor, ceiling made from some slightly

spongy black material similar to ...tire rubber. There was a plaque on the

far wall that

Tesarik One: read "Enter as ye were born."

Tesarik One: Once people started moving through the portal, she did as well,

a brow lifting as she read the plaque inside. There were several ways that

could be taken.

A Cairn of Rage: suddenly. If they wanted the couch moved before they were

done, they could move it. Coming to stand beside Rohdle, brows drawn down as

he frowned over the newest room and read the sign. A slight rumbling sound in

the back of his

questing requiem: Once the considerably more wall-like and agile of them had

stepped through the minstrel went through as well.. no doubt followed soon

after by the other.. two? He'd already forgetten.. a bad thing, being

distracted in a place like

A Cairn of Rage: throat slipping free. Magic. Riddles. the day was just

getting better by the moment.

a merciful edge: He wouldn't at all mind her calling some guard, because he

hadn't done anything worth arresting. He waited to go through 'til last, so

he could move that couch out of the way, then through the portal it was! And

he read that plaque

a merciful edge: and thought for a moment, then grunted. "Well. Best we all

get naked, covered in blood, and scream a lot, no?"

Tesarik One: Once they were all through, the portal stayed open for a moment

more then closed leaving them in the black room, without a bit of light now!

Tesarik Five: When the light went out he let himself sigh. While he could

see in low light.....Darkness he could not. Reaching into his bag now he

pulled one of his sunrods out, giving it a crack and shake so that it would

light up the room, or

Tesarik One: She could not see in the dark, but it seemed to be safe enough

to use her magical light. (Halo of Light) A soft glow appeared above her

head, lighting up quite a bit around her.

questing requiem: this! Blinking at Kyle after he read that plaque Girard

just shrugged ..and blinked again when the lights went out. Gods..thank

goodness for the Nightsinger's Blessings. (darksight). " Guess that'd be the

case.. " And then there was

Tesarik One: Well, since Kyle moved the couch, soon enough she'd open the

door and walk in with a tray of goodies for them! A teapot full of hot cider,

teacakes, and cups piled up. But, no one was there! "Well... I never.... how

rude!" She

Tesarik Five: at least some of it. That sign however had him taking a moment

to lift a brow. "You can get naked if you wish. I will keep my clothes on."

Why? Because he didn't think someone would want a bunch of men walking into

their tower naked

Tesarik Five: .

Tesarik One: frowned and sat the things down on a table, just in case they'd

gone exploring. Then she left to see if they were somewhere else!

a merciful edge: Oh good, other people had sunrods. He thought he remembered

getting one before, but he had neglected to bring it, he was used to the

others having such things! He did make note to bring them next time, however.

He should've brought

Tesarik One: The mage may have enjoyed naked men in his day, you never know.

Tesarik One: Maybe the mage was a woman! Dun dun dun.

a merciful edge: his kitten to entertain the old lady, as well. Or left a

note. "Gone into your hearth, be back soon." Anyway, at least there was light

now. "Were you born with clothes on?" Said to the elf, of course.

questing requiem: light again.. and Girard suddenly felt something of a

migraine like sensation in his skull alongside the song of loss. " That was

unpleasant. " Said the blinking minstrel. " Well no point wasting time.. "

Well someone was going to

Tesarik One: Get naked? and bloody? Heavens no, this was not her idea of fun

and she was already thinking through what she was going to tell Maria when

she found her.

Tesarik One: Though as she was the healer, she had birthed many babies, so

she had a few ideas. "Someone should get naked and see if it allows them to

pass, then if needed we all can undress."

questing requiem: test it right? If no one else was going to then the

minstrel, pretty-boy that he was, would.. unhappy with leaving his weaponry

behind as he could be. So Girard was trying it. -d

Tesarik Five: "I was born without weapons." Though he'd not leave those

behind either. "Born without hair." Fat chance at cutting that. "Without

fear." Well that at least was good.

A Cairn of Rage: "Just go one at a time, and cover the light. You were born

alone and in the dark."

questing requiem: Someone should also obviously try coming through while

carrying their clothes and what not.. -d

Tesarik One: She heard the big man and so the glow above her faded out.

a merciful edge: "Splendid. I nominate whoever has all their parts, get

naked and try it." Which naturally disqualified himself. He lifted his brow

at the large man finally speaking, then tilted his head a bit. "That's rather

bleak. What if one of

a merciful edge: us is a twin?"

questing requiem: Girard just did.. really blind folks. -d

Tesarik One: Girard just hit spongy black material. Getting naked was not

the answer.

Tesarik Five: "I was born neither alone, nor in the dark.....Though that is

still a valid option." Seeing Girard hit the wall he shook his head slowly.

That man.....Never the less he went off the brutes words and covered the

sunrods light, by

Tesarik One: "Shall we try the idea about alone and in the dark?" She

offered softly.

A Cairn of Rage: Seeing that none were to eager to take the front, Fenris

nodded towards the sunrod the Elf weas holding and moved over to where they

would have to enter. "If he shares your luck, he's likely dead."

Tesarik Five: placing it back in his bag and sealing it up. Once all the

light was taken out he then moved to try and walk through.

A Cairn of Rage: When it was dark he tried to pass through.

questing requiem: " This seems awfully familiar.. I think I was trapped in a

pudding like this once. " He tapped the material before rolling his shoulders

and going back to redress. " Why not.. Nightsinger knows I prefer the dark. "

-d

Tesarik One: Rohdle would hit the black material as well as Fenris. That was

not the answer.

Tesarik Five: "......Head first?"

Tesarik One: She frowned, and then got down on her hands and knees and

peered up at them. "Perhaps... head first? That is how the majority of babies

are born."

a merciful edge: "Could always try going through head-..." Yep1

a merciful edge: Yep!*

Tesarik One: Ha!

questing requiem: " Everybody but me is a genius. " Snickering minstrel

cued. -d

Tesarik One: She turned her head and bowed it a little and began to crawl

forward.

Tesarik One: And Falqun began to move with ease through the wall! That was

the answer!

Tesarik Five: Seems a few of them had the same idea. Geeting his sunrod back

out he blinked as he saw the healer crawling forward like that. Well, he

couldn't let her go first like that. She was supposed to keep them alive, and

if she died, that

Tesarik One: Well they all got the treat of seeing the minstrel naked, at

least!

a merciful edge: Splendid! No need to cover one's self in blood and mucus.

That was greatly reassuring, and he was happy to follow along now that it

seemed that's what the answer was.

Tesarik Five: would be bad. But with her alreadyy going through he ducked

his head down, pressing it against he wall as he tried going through again,

head first.

questing requiem: That was obviously more of a treat for Falqun than the

rest of the lot. Didn't stop the newly redressed minstrel from whistling

while he following the healer's example. -d

A Cairn of Rage: Follows suit.

Tesarik One: And through the wall they all went! As they pushed through the

wall, they came into another small room, but this room held a light magnetic

field in it. There was an archway at the far side.

Tesarik One: (If you are wearing metal, or bearing a metallic weapon, roll

Strength. DC12)

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 4

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

Tesarik Five: (Oh really? Fail. -_-)

questing requiem: ][ nope. good thing he has magic.. ][

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

Tesarik One: (25)

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 15

Tesarik One: 11 and under... the magnetism is too much for you to move into

the second room. You will need to rid yourself of metal to move forward.

A Cairn of Rage: (Question)

Tesarik One: (Yep, go for it)

a merciful edge: He felt a good tug against his back and frowned. If this

had been a few weeks ago he'd be on the ground in a heartbeat, but as it was,

he'd gained a good bit of strength back, apparently.

Tesarik One: She felt a tug at her longsword, it really was the only metal

she had on, but she tugged against it and kept on walking. At least for now,

able to keep her weapon.

questing requiem: A pity even though the minstrel was hardly reliant on his

weaponry, but for now he was forced to rid himself of the bladed whip and the

twin jeweled daggers, and those rings of his if either of them were metal.

Magic would have to

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris carried no weapons and wore no armor. It was simply

something he had dropped long ago and found no need to ever pick up again. He

watched as those people before him jerked and pulled against the weight

suddenly in their

Tesarik Five: Rohdle was an agile fighter. A man who prided himself on his

ability to dodge a blow and strike with perfect aim, not overpower his

targets. Thus, that tug drew him back and forcing him to groan just a bit as

he stuck to the wall

questing requiem: suffice.. by the Nightsinger he hoped there wasn't an

anti-magic zone ahead. -d

Tesarik Five: now. He pulled again, trying to tug himself from the wall,

only to feel the swords sticking to it. Oh, there was no way those swords

were going anywhere.

Tesarik One: It wasn't a horribly powerful magnetism, it would not make them

take off earrings and rings - yet. Just big items. Weapons, armor.

A Cairn of Rage: weapons. Most seemed to shoulder through it well enough,

all save the elf. Reaching out with a hand and coiling it about the various

hilts and handles of Rohdle's weapons, Fenris spoke in a voice low and harsh.

"

A Cairn of Rage: "I'll carry them through here, and any of the others needed

until the end."

Tesarik Five: Seeing those big hands of Fenris grasping the hilts of his

swords he growled at the man, though seeing there really being no choice in

the matter he simply nodded and reached back to flip the leather holding the

swords to his back

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris opened his hands for the weapons and objects of the

others, if they were to give them up.

a merciful edge: That was a pleasant through from the large man, and a nice

thing to do, but if he hadn't been able to get his sword through here, he

wouldn't be going. Nor would he be letting anyone else take it. Thankfully,

that hadn't been an

Tesarik One: Well, they were lucky ducks cause Fenris was a powerful sort

and could carry those weapons on through the arch to the next room. Alas, the

next room was exactly like the last one....except the magnetic field

Tesarik One: was even STRONGER! (Another Strength check if you have

weapons/armor of metal. DC15)

Tesarik Five: aside, letting him pull them free to take, as well as the

dagger on his hip before he started to walk right next to him, not letting

his swords get out of his sight.

questing requiem: " That'll be appreciated Fenris.. " Well he'd get his

things carried at least.. not like the whip was too heavy right? And then..

of course.. the mage would do that. If he found that mage alive inside, he

was going to kill the spell

questing requiem: slinger! -d

a merciful edge: issue. He shifted his baldric to take more support against

his hand and his shoulder, instead of just the shoulder. "Thank you for the

thought, but I'll be alright." Or maybe he wouldn't be, bleh.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 3

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 9

Tesarik One: (14)

a merciful edge: And rather than let his sword drop, he dropped right down

with it, cursing under his breath.

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 6

A Cairn of Rage: (18)

Tesarik One: So, Fenris had Rohdle's and Girard's weapons now. And, now

Falqun and Kyle were stuck. Fenris made it through with ease.

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris felt the tugging of the floor against the weapons,

thick muscle beginning to coil as veins pressed out against taunt and scarred

flesh. Stopping by each person he bent down to grab hold of their weapon and

heft it into his

Tesarik One: (Fenris passed the first check cause he has +12 Strength btw)

Tesarik Five: Seeing Kyle drop to his knees he smiled some, reaching down he

would attempt to help the man up, and support him during the walk to make it

easier, if possible. (Helping if he can.)

Tesarik One: Roll then Roh

A Cairn of Rage: arms carrying it like a load of firewood. If they refused

to accept his aid, he let the suffer through it. He would only extend his

hand once. "Give them to me."

a merciful edge: Would appreciate the help.

Tesarik One: Falqun handed her longsword over to Fenris.

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 4

Tesarik Five: (Hah. Nope. 7 total. ;p)

questing requiem: " Right.. back to wielding blades of tangible shadow it

is.. " Forunately Fenris had the whip, his suspcions weren't the pleasant

kind. Were there ever pleasant suspicions? Seeing the problems the elf and

swordmaster were having and

a merciful edge: (So....close..............I wish.)

questing requiem: since Fenris was weapon burdened.. why not. -d

questing requiem: [ aiding to.. lets here how low this roll is ha. ]

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

questing requiem: ][ 10 if strength bonus.. not helping. ][

Tesarik One: Strength bonus is used.

a merciful edge: Well between the three of them, but mostly the other two,

they got him onto his feet, and he managed to get on over, yes? Because with

all that added together it was well over 15! Hopefully.

Tesarik One: Well, Girard helped Kyle get on past, but guess what...this

mage was crazy and as they passed through another archway, they'd come to

another magnetic fielded room, even stronger than the last one! Ha!

Tesarik One: Final magnetic room - DC18

Tesarik One: I think that just leaves Kyle, and Fenris to roll.

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 10

questing requiem: " I swear if that mage is inside here as a lich or

something.. I'm taking the pieces of his soul gem with me.. "

a merciful edge: Hurray, another room looking like the other ones. He

scowled at the room. "You know, I don't mind just heading back for those

teacakes and drinks."

A Cairn of Rage: (22)

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

a merciful edge: Down.

Tesarik One: Kyle was not going anywhere with his metal. And it was strong

enough by now that even smaller bits of metal would be pulled. But, there

were no more archways, there was a door. Fenris, was breezing through with

the weapons he'd

Tesarik One: picked up, y'all were luuuuuuucky ducks.

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris just grabbed Kyle by the ankle and dragged him since

the man would not give the sword over despite the efforts made to help.

Grumbling and cursing under his breath in that harsh zorcan tongue.

a merciful edge: He unfastened the baldric from his chest and wrapped it

around his hand, then started dragging it along. He would not be dragged by

his ankle, either.

A Cairn of Rage: Ankle. Baldric, belt, whatever got him through.

Tesarik One: Kyle would not be able to drag his weapon out of this room, it

was stuck.

Tesarik One: But, Fenris could pull him through.

Tesarik One: Anyway...... door!

Tesarik One: Door, door, door. With a wooden handle.

a merciful edge: (afk)

questing requiem: And if Girard's suspicions had merit there was either a

null magic field inside.. or a lich. Either way the minstrel would be notably

irate after he got through. speaking of which.. he stopped to examine that

door. Or try. [ spot

questing requiem: check by the inattentive one ]

Tesarik One: Go for it.

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 3

questing requiem: [1]

Tesarik Five: When they got out of that zone he looked to Fenris, then down

to his weapons. "Are we clear of the.....Whatever it was?" Yes, he was eager

to have those swords back. Feeling naked for not having them on his person,

as well as uneasy

Tesarik One: Yeah it's a wooden handle on a door there Girard.

questing requiem: And the minstrel was distracted by Kyle's unheard whining

no doubt and forgot there was a door handle at all.-d

Tesarik Five: that his blades were not at the ready. The door, well he had

little care for it at the moment. Not unless the brute said they were not yet

clear of the problem.

Tesarik One: They had to get through that door before they were out of the

magnetic field. And everyone could see the wooden handle.

Tesarik Five: Well, in that case, he reached for the door to open it, ready

to get out of there so he could have his weapons back. To hell with searching

for traps, locks, or anything else. Turn, pull, push, tug, kick, or even

smash with head if

Tesarik Five: needed to open it up.

questing requiem: Blinking when he realized again that there was a door,

Girard decided to prepare for what could be inside and .. began to sing! Well

had to wake up his dark, unconscious mind somehow.. [ spellcasting state

follows ]

Tesarik One: It opened quite easily and did not spring a trap!

A Cairn of Rage: The man was adamant about not taking help, so be it. Using

the same force he had carried the stuff of the other three. When it opened he

stepped through and held out the weapons of the Elf, Healer and Bard. Letting

them take it. The

Tesarik One: The healer moved along behind them, staying near Fenris since

he had her weapon. Though she only resorted to using it in dire

circumstances, it was still important to her. She whispered up to him, "Thank

you." And waited to get

Tesarik One: through.

A Cairn of Rage: dislike he showed for weapons was not going to cause him to

mistreat them. When the three took back their stuff he rubbed his hands off

on the front of his trouser leg and looked back into the room one last time

to look at Kyle

questing requiem: [ [Spell: (thoughts of shadow ) - Target: (self) - Spell

Type: (Self buff) [ effect: +2 Int ] ]

A Cairn of Rage: pulling on what had become an anchor. With a shrug he

turned to face this new area, giving a nod to the healer in response to her

thanks.

Tesarik Five: As those weapons were heald out to him he took them, quickly

replacing them where they were before those dreaded rooms. Offering the brute

a nod of his head and a slight....Almost smile he then looked around this new

room.....(Spot

Tesarik Five: in the new room now.)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 9

Tesarik Five: (14)

A Cairn of Rage: A nod was given to Rohdle as well.

questing requiem: [ So...spell acknowledged yes? ]

Tesarik One: (Yes)

Tesarik One: The floor and ceiling in this new room are matching set of

tiles, mostly gray metal tiles with lots of black onyx or obsidian tiles

interspersed. The tiles only cover half the room (there is no magnetic field

here), and the other

Tesarik One: half looks to be a library with shelves on all three sides full

of shelves to the ceiling. an old man is sitting on a chair on the far side,

staring at something no one else sees and not moving at all - even to

breathe. It is as if

Tesarik One: he is a statue. Two stone golems stand sentinel at each corner

of the library area.

questing requiem: And the minstrel wove together the rather half-merged

conscious and unconscious easily enough. My my..expanding the mind could give

the man a headache! That's what happened when you filled your head with

darkness to bridge gaps.

questing requiem: Following after anyone heading through the door.. well the

minstrel was probably going to wind up narrowing his eyes on the unmoving old

man. Yes, he expected it to be a lich if not a true dusty, old, and regular

corpse. -d

questing requiem: Did he notice the golems?... uh.. no.. no he didn't. -d

Tesarik One: They all stood on a black obsidian area, they'd need to

actually step out onto the tiles to make it across. They could step on gray

metal, or choose a black tile.

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris turned his gaze from the man who sat frozen and

shifted it towards the stone golems in the far corners. They were a nasty

creature, he had never himself faced one, but he had heard of their type.

Living stone with the

Tesarik One: She stood there, looking along the tiles then to the library

and the golems. She drew in a breath, wishing for a moment she was more rogue

than healer, this looked like a set-up to her.

A Cairn of Rage: thoughts and commands of a guard dog. The tiles on the

floor served to only deepen his dislike of this place. In the making of his

name, he had raided many a place, and tiled floor often served to be the best

place to set down traps

A Cairn of Rage: to wound and kill. He had bested the challenge of metal

thus far, he would continue to press his luck. Lowering himself slightly as

he raised his arms to defend himself should he need to, one boot was set down

upon the gray metal.

Tesarik One: As soon as his boot met the gray metal, there was a discharge

from the metal tile of lightning. (Acrobatic DC15 save)

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 19

A Cairn of Rage: (25)

questing requiem: Girard noted the golems only minutes after intially

setting eyes on the old man..and the minstrel took a double take after

stepping back in surprise.Those did not look at all friendly were they to be

activated! Didn't help seeing

questing requiem: effects of the gray tiles either! ..Nope.. it was not

going to be a good day. -d

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris had drawn blood in the arena against a mage a time

or three, that cold static washing over his limb gave him all the clue he

needed. Jerking himself back and cursing as he somehow moved his mass with

ease away from the

A Cairn of Rage: effect of the gray tile.

Tesarik One: Save! No dmg, but the lightning bolt did have an effect on the

old man. His stasis ended immediately and he lifted his head and blinked

seeing the people over on the tiles. "Intruders?!" He looked annoyed, and

with a sweep of his

Tesarik One: hands, the stone golems began to move, but did not move onto

the tiles.

Tesarik Five: There was a small blink as he saw Fenris almost get cooked by

the floor. Seeing that though had him shaking his head. "What is it we are

searching for?" Of course the sound of a voice from the statue had him

turning toward it

Tesarik One: "Wealth and knowledge." That was a whisper from Maria that Roh

would remember as far as what they were seeking.

Tesarik Five: as hands moved to his back to draw his blades quickly. "This

will be a problem...."

Tesarik One: Rohdle, you are first on the SB. Do you wish to continue

forward across the tiles to fight the golems?

Tesarik Five: Rohdle would indeed try to cross on the black tiles, to try

and get to the golems. No need in wasting time in the battle, when the battle

was sure to happen either way.

Tesarik One: As soon as Rohdle crossed on the black tiles and stepped foot

onto the library portion, Golem 1 moved towards him and sent a fist into his

chest.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 22 28

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 5 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 8

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 11

Tesarik One: Miss, disregard first roll.

Tesarik One: The second one also moved forward and as Roh was the only one

there, sent a rock fist into the side of his head.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 21

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 55 52

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 17 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 5-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +5 = 27

Tesarik One: Def?

Tesarik Five: (Fighters Defense No damage taken.)

Tesarik One: Golem 1 0/?? [15] || Golem 2 0/?? [15] || Rohdle 0/32 [16] ||

Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 0/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29

[17]) || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Rohdle-

Tesarik Five: (Can I still counter attack the first, and take my turn after?

Sorry, was looking over my skills at the time. >.<)

Tesarik One: (It's too late this time. Just take your turn. :) )

Tesarik Five: Having them both come to him, ready to attack he moved quickly

to his left and lifted that blade of his to deflect the next oncoming blow to

set himself up and send forth a slash of glinting metal to clink away at the

golems,

Tesarik Five: attempting to chip away at the core of the things, and slicing

at Golem ones torso. (Dual wield. Fighter bonus 1d extra once per combat.)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+9 = 14)

Tesarik One: Miss

Tesarik One: Girard-

questing requiem: Seeing as how the golems were likely to be the sort to hit

a little bit.. more painfully than Fenris, Girard decided to linger on the

other side of the tiles. And if the others would still be in rang of his

songs? Well he got start-

questing requiem: ed on something inspirational. [ Inspire Allies - +3 Def ]



questing requiem: range*

Tesarik One: (everyone needs to claim that on their own, I won't remind you

of that. +3 DEF extra to all allies while bard plays)

Tesarik One: Falqun-

Tesarik One: Falqun decided to stay near the door - for now - so that she

would be able to offer healing if and when it was needed.

Tesarik One: Fenris-

A Cairn of Rage: So it was the black tiles that one needed to take. Seeing

as how both golems were going after Rohdle, Fenris took the chance and ran

across. Boots touching the black before he threw himself up and onto the back

of the golem at

A Cairn of Rage: Rohdle's flank (number 2). The impact taking the both

tumbling down and rolling on the ground as he assaulted it with his own rock

hard fists. (Combat Class: 1d extra)

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 15

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

A Cairn of Rage: (27)

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 3 70-sided dice: 23 28 11

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 5 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Stoneskin +3 DEF

A Cairn of Rage: (2d8 was weapon, Strength = 12. Brawler Class = 5.)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five has left the room.

A Cairn of Rage: (Total with def = 28)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five has entered the room.

Tesarik One: Golem 1 0/?? [15] || Golem 2 28/?? [15] || Rohdle 0/32 [16] ||

Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 0/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29

[17]) || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Kyle-

a merciful edge: Still trying to get his sword off the floor, apparently.

Tesarik One: Old Wizard-

Tesarik One: The old wizard picked up his spectacles off the book on a table

next to him and settled them on his nose, then leaned forward pointing

wrinkled fingers at the group and talking something gibberish

Tesarik One: sounding as he sent a bolt of fire towards Fenris.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 14

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 19

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 24 33

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 6 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +8 magic dmg = 14

A Cairn of Rage: (Defense: +13)

Tesarik One: 1

Tesarik One: Golem 1 0/?? [15] || Golem 2 28/?? [15] || Rohdle 0/32 [16] ||

Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29

[17]) || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Golem 1-

Tesarik One: Well, there was Fenris and there was Rohdle in the library so

alas those are who the golems focused on. #1 went for Rohdle again, sending

an arcing stone fist into his stomach.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 18

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 23 16

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 3 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 5-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (7 Defense)

Tesarik One: +5 = 13 - 7 = 6

Tesarik One: Golem 1 0/?? [15] || Golem 2 28/?? [15] || Rohdle 6/32 [16] ||

Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29

[17]) || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Golem 2-

a merciful edge: ( *Sneaks in to roll another strength check* )

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 10

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~Fenris' fists

were deadly, even against these stone creatures. They weren't as big or

powerful as most massive stone golems

Tesarik One: , but they were big enough to hurt. Fenris found a thick fist

snapping at his jaw.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 14

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 17

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 5 40

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 6 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 5-sided die: 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +5 = 12

A Cairn of Rage: (13 as stated)

Tesarik One: 0

Tesarik One: Roh-

Tesarik Five: Rohdle nearly growled as his blades missed his target. His

eyes narrowed at the sight, but he shifted to his left slowly just in time to

dodge some of the blow, but still feeling his ribs bruising from the heavy

stone fist at his

Tesarik Five: side. Forced to spin quickly around from the force of that

blow he dropped to one knee before he saw Fenris on top of the other golem,

where he would then flip over quickly, sending both of his blades right at

the head of the golem

Tesarik Five: on the ground, attempting to sever it's head....Though being a

construct, he doubted even that would stop it. (Golem two...Dual wield.)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+9 =21)

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 56-sided dice: 40 9

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 6 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 5-sided dice: 5 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+9 = 24)

Tesarik One: +3 DEF = 21

Tesarik One: Golem 1 0/?? [15] || Golem 2 49/50 [15] || Rohdle 6/32 [16] ||

Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29

[17]) || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Girard-

questing requiem: Not seeing how it'd benefit the minstrel to let his

comrades be picked off by the old spellslinger's magic, he saw two options.

One of which was to cease his melodious singing and make use of something

nice and flashy. Not willing

questing requiem: to oust himself to the old arcanist as a user of magic,

shadow or otherwise, the minstrel resorted instead to one of the magical back

ups in his arsenal. He'd be murmuring a thanks to that dearly departed

tempest elemental he'd help

questing requiem: ed slaughter when he put the wand to use.. on a golem

naturally. [#2, wand of lightning - 1 charge spent ]

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

questing requiem: [ tatician's sense +7 (+2 from thoughts of shadow, +5 base

intelligence) = 18 ]

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 56-sided dice: 26 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 3 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 3-sided dice: 2 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +3 DEF

questing requiem: ][ 7 ][

Tesarik One: 4

Tesarik One: Didn't take much, really, because even though that lightning

charge wasn't all that powerful, it stilled that golem completely. Golem 2

OUT.

Tesarik One: Golem 1 0/?? [15] || Rohdle 6/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] ||

Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29 [17]) || Old Wizard

0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Falqun-

Tesarik One: She turned and looked into the room where Kyle still fought

with his weapon, and over to the fighters. She knew Fenris was wounded, as

well as Rohdle, but not enough for her to do anything yet she thought. So,

she went into the

Tesarik One: doorway and peered in. "Sir, Kyle, if you leave it behind you

can use my sword. I am sure it is not as good as yours but it is something."

Tesarik One: Fenris-

A Cairn of Rage: It was as if the two of them had fought side by side

before. Where one moved, the other reacted. Both of them seasoned warriors,

though both had their own ways about it. As the elf flipped over and slashed

at the golem on the ground

A Cairn of Rage: with those dancing blades, Fenris leaned back enough to let

blades slip in. Rolling to the side as he felt the wash of magic once again

too close to himself for comfort, he rose in a heated rush towards the

remaining golem. His

A Cairn of Rage: shoulder catching it in the chest as his hands grabbed

ahold of it and forced it through brute strength up and over his own body

before they both fell to the ground. Exposing the golem's front to the elf as

it lay prone. (Suplex)

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 70-sided dice: 24 41

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 8 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 8-sided dice: 6 6

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +3 DEF

A Cairn of Rage: (Suplex = double strength trait: 24. Brawler Class 5.

Total with golem def = 46)

Tesarik One: Not even the stone golem could hit that hard! Cracks formed

throughout it's body, chunks falling apart, causing the old mage to widen his

eyes and adjust his glasses, mumbling to himself.

Tesarik One: Golem 1 46/50 [15] || Rohdle 6/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] ||

Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || (Kyle 0/29 [17]) || Old Wizard

0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Kyle-

a merciful edge: "I do appreciate the thought, Falqun, but to be perfectly

honest, I don't think it'd be as easy for me to use yours as you think." That

and he was just starting to feel the pattern of his sword once again, which

hadn't happened in

a merciful edge: over a year. If he abandoned the weapon, or otherwise

abused it, he'd have to start all over again. Of course he chose an overly

simplified version of that. "Anyway, if I leave it, it won't like me anymore,

and it's just starting to

a merciful edge: be agreeable again." He tried to heft it up off the floor

once again.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

a merciful edge: See? Pay the weapon a compliment, and up it goes.

Tesarik One: Finally, his pull tugged it enough to get it moving.

Tesarik One: Golem 1 46/50 [15] || Rohdle 6/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] ||

Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || Kyle 0/29 [17] || Old Wizard

0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Old Wizard-

a merciful edge: 'course he had no idea what was up with the tiles,

hopefully that'd be explained to him.

Tesarik One: After mumbling to himself when his two golems were for the most

part taken out of the picture, he eyed Fenris but the old man was too mean to

go after him. Nope he'd go for the person not paying attention, the weakest

(so he assumed

Tesarik One: because he was an old-fashioned man who thought all women were

weak), so with a crooked toothy grin he sent a burst of ice shards across the

tiles towards Falqun's back.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 21

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 12 21

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +8 = 10

a merciful edge: He frowned when he saw ice shards flying towards their

healer and moved faster than he ought to be able to, darting around to the

other side of Falqun and turning around, hoping his cloak would mitigate some

of that damage. (Taking

a merciful edge: the hit, +5 def, as I assume we don't get that +3 anymore

from Girard, yeah?)

questing requiem: ][ yeah no inspiring music to be a gentleman by this

round. ][

Tesarik One: Yep. 5 to kyle

Tesarik One: Golem 1 46/50 [15] || Rohdle 6/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] ||

Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44) || Fenris 1/58 [16] || Kyle 5/29 [17] || Old Wizard

0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Golem 1-

a merciful edge: So, stabbed in the back with ice shards! Hardly the worst

things he'd been stabbed with, nor close to the first wounds he'd taken to

the back. He winced, then stepped back and eyed the healer briefly. "You

okay?" Couldn't tell if

a merciful edge: he'd gotten all of them, of course!

Tesarik One: Barely holding itself together, it pulled enough energy into

itself for one final attack against Fenris. His fists drew up, and went out

slamming one, then the other into Fenris' body. (Double Punch - 1d extra)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 9

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 12

Tesarik One: Miss!

Tesarik One: Rohdle-

Tesarik Five: As his flip finished and his blades found stone he moved

quickly to roll. His eyes cast to the brute just in time to see the man grasp

the golem and crash it's body to the ground in front of him. With his body

open for the attack

Tesarik One: It surprised her quite a bit as Kyle rushed in, and she

realized he'd taken a hit. "I'm fine, thank you." She frowned, and moved

further onto the black floor so she was paying more attention.

Tesarik Five: Rohdle spun around quickly, slicing those blades right against

the incoming wrists that were aimed at Fenris's body, trying to cut those

ragged arms off before the punches could lay their doom on the man.

(Dual-Wield.)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (21)

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 56-sided dice: 50 10

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 8 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 2 5-sided dice: 5 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik Five: (+9 = Dead.)

Tesarik One: Destroyed into rock chunks!

Tesarik One: Rohdle 6/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44)

|| Fenris 1/58 [16] || Kyle 5/29 [17] || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Girard-

questing requiem: " 'ey, Fenris.. what'd say we show that spellslinger what

you think of magic users without the courtesy to be direct about it? " Well

now that there wasn't a golem to hit, there really wasn't much choice in who

to hit now. " Old Man

questing requiem: ! " Shouted a grinning minstrel, " Bet mine hurts more! "

And up came the wiggling digits with wisps of darkness floating about them

and the quick creation of an arrow-shaped projectile of tangible shadow to

preferably lodge itself

questing requiem: in the spellslinger's eye socket. -d

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

questing requiem: [+7 = 9 ]

Tesarik One: Miss!

Tesarik Five: Only....He missed

Tesarik One: The mage lifted his cane and let it catch the bolt and sink

into it.

Tesarik One: Falqun-

questing requiem: " ... Hit that bastard in the throat.. " -d

Tesarik One: She wasn't sure what to do quite yet, as the enemies were

taking far more damage than the others. So she sent a healing burst of energy

out to the group of them (None Shall Fall).

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 5-sided die: 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Blah. 1 healing to allies.

Tesarik One: Rohdle 5/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44)

|| Fenris 0/58 [16] || Kyle 4/29 [17] || Old Wizard 0/?? [15]

Tesarik One: Fenris-

A Cairn of Rage: There was a glint of something there coming down at the

edges of his vision, something catching and playing with the light of the

room. Reflexively, Fenris pitched himself forwards and over in a tight roll.

The blades of the elf

A Cairn of Rage: cutting down the golem and leaving a wide cloud of dust.

From within the cloud the Named Man walked out and over towards the wizard.

Stalking over until he loomed above the old man with all the pent up fury of

a tempest. The wizard

A Cairn of Rage: was caught by his shirt front and lifted off the ground to

dangle like some child's toy. His right hand whipping in the catch to old man

in the face repeatedly before he threw him towards the elf.

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

A Cairn of Rage: (30)

Tesarik One: Arcane Shield - evades dmg 1/combat

Tesarik One: Fenris' fist would slam into an arcane forcefield, and the old

man grinned.

Tesarik One: Kyle-

A Cairn of Rage: Tilting his head to one side as he watched the ripple

effect of his strike sending shimmering waves over the form of the wizard.

Eyes as cold and dead as a corpse, devoid of all trace of emotion locked on

this wizard as he watched.

a merciful edge: Well, spellcasters. They used words, yes? He considered his

next action, then darted out, keeping to the black tiles as he'd been

whispered to by Falqun, and arrived at the wizard, then took a swipe at

whichever seemed to be his

a merciful edge: casting hand. Might be difficult to cast spells with a

finger or two missing, yes? It certainly made using a weapon more difficult.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 13

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

a merciful edge: (23)

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 52-sided dice: 43 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 6 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 6-sided die: 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +5 Mage Armor

a merciful edge: (+3 swordmaster, +7 dexterous fighter, so...10+10-5=15)

Tesarik One: Rohdle 5/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 0/35 [18] (0/44)

|| Fenris 0/58 [16] || Kyle 4/29 [17] || Old Wizard 15/?? [15]

a merciful edge: Right to the hand, no less.

Tesarik One: Well, the old man lost a few fingers as his force shield

disappeared. This caught the man by surprise as blood spurted from the veins.



Tesarik One: Old Wizard-

Tesarik One: This... would not do at all! The old wizened wizard was left

without his defenses, save for his magic and he was a little rusty. He had

plenty of spells, but he was old and weak, and they looked like

Tesarik One: they could crush him with their pinky fingers. He rose suddenly

and grabbed his cane with his good hand and shuffled to the back bookcase,

speaking quietly, "Retevsnonaklohterbaj." A portal much like

Tesarik One: the one they'd used to enter opened up, and with a final look

over his shoulder, and a few spoken words, he stepped through and the portal

snapped closed! The final words was a spell cast on them all!

Tesarik One: The rocks broken from the golems flew up into the air, and then

split into five portions and each one was sent in a barrage of rocks against

them all. (DC15 agst spell)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 10

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: Add willpower to your saves against magic btw

Tesarik One: AoE Everyone roll!

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik Five scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

questing requiem: [13 - this won't be fun. ]

Tesarik One: 12 for Falqun

a merciful edge: He winced in sympathy at that. "Well, that's what you get

for sticking your hand in the path of a blade." He knew! It sucked. He seemed

rather surprised the guy just ran away after that though.

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 19

Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

a merciful edge: (22)

Tesarik One: Kyle dodged or somehow kept himself from the damage of the

stones, but everyone else took damage.....

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 26 24

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 5 poynts damage ~*~

a merciful edge: He was right next to those fingers, and the rocks didn't

want to crush them? Yes.

Tesarik One: +8 (magic attack) + 3 for spell = 16

Tesarik One: State defense if you have it.

a merciful edge: Or he just dodged like crazy and cringed at the rocks

flying everywhere. "Goodness. Watch out everybody!" Would've heartening

laughed in advance if he'd known that was coming.

Tesarik Five: (4)

A Cairn of Rage: (13)

questing requiem: Girard was cursing about now.. in all three languages he

knew in fact! The minstrel blinked at the barrage of rocks long enough to

murmur something along the lines of. " Oh shite. " And up went the shielding

cloak he had on to

questing requiem: protect his face, hopefully the amulet did something nice

to.. -d ][ +3 Cloak of Defense, +5 Amulet of Armor= 8 (8 dmg to ]

Tesarik One: Rohdle 17/32 [16] || Girard 8/30 [11] || Falqun 16/35 [18]

(0/44) || Fenris 3/58 [16] || Kyle 4/29 [17] || Old Wizard 15/?? [15]

Tesarik One: --end combat--

Tesarik One: Please roll Search Checks!

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 5

questing requiem: [3 ]

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

OnlineHost: Tesarik Five rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

a merciful edge: (19)

Tesarik Five: He had a stone in the eye obviously, so he couldn't see very

well right now.

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris had wrapped his arms over his head and shouldered

the blows as best he could. Whe it all stopped pouring down, he moved to find

what it was that he truly wanted. The two severed golem heads before looking

any place else.

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 20

questing requiem: Girard was notably to busy cursing the portal-hopping

wizard to be much use at searching the place after crossing the black tiles

at some point. -d

Tesarik One: Kyle, Fenris and Falqun, during a search of the library, all

three find important items. In boxes, chests and sacks secreted around the

area in false books, behind books and in secret compartments.

Tesarik One: Various items were within the containers (will send email with

loot choices) as well as gold from various kingdoms. Now, the question

was..... were they going to head out the way they'd come, or did they catch

the command word the

Tesarik One: wizard had used to get out?

Tesarik One: She moved across the tiles towards the group, and would do a

search.... after she healed. She held her hands upwards and used her healing

energy to heal everyone up a bit (Healing Circle - 10hp to all).

a merciful edge: He hadn't, and it'd already scrolled away! He was too busy

grimacing at having sliced off so many fingers, and getting phantom itching

in his pinky. Still baffled him that the wizard had just run away like that.

The word might come

Tesarik One: Rohdle 7/32 [16] || Girard 0/30 [11] || Falqun 6/35 [18] (0/44)

|| Fenris 0/58 [16] || Kyle 0/29 [17]

a merciful edge: to him sooner or later.

A Cairn of Rage: Fenris took what was his and tucked it beneath his arm,

giving Rohdle a small nod, a measure of respect passing between the before he

turned his back to the crowd and walked back the way he had come. He could

find his own way back

A Cairn of Rage: to the Inn and did not have it in him to offer a hand again

after it had been denied. If they couldn't carry their own, they did not

deserve it.

OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage has left the room.

questing requiem: Pausing in his cursing of the spellslinger, the minstrel

took to staring at the way the bastard had made his expect. Pondering the

trigger word he'd used. (insight check)

OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 17

questing requiem: [17]

a merciful edge: He lifted a brow when the large man just left, then

sheathed his weapon on his back again, eyeballing whatever it was that he'd

found. "He was a pleasant fellow. Everybody alright?"

Tesarik One: Pass the check.

questing requiem: " ... Its the hearth's bloody trigger word backwards that

crusty son of a ... " He glanced back to the others. " We should go after

him.. now. " -d

a merciful edge: "What? Why? He just lost..." He peered down at the ground.

"Three fingers, and ran away. I think he learned his lesson."

Tesarik One: Oh, wizard was goooooone. He'd be back though, when they least

expected it. And yes, the man's fingers were on the ground bloody, and they

knew how to get out this way with the

Tesarik Five: He finally shook the blur out of his vision and replaced his

blades onto his back, giving a return nod to the brute as he left, only to

start his way out....And hear Girard. Turning to him he nodded, stepping up

closer to him to be

Tesarik One: command word backwards so they didn't have to go through the

magnetic rooms.

Tesarik Five: ready for the open portal. If they saw the wizard than he

would die, if not....Well they could at least leave.

Tesarik One: Due to time, the command word is spoken which opens up out in

the barn! So, easy get away to the portal waiting for them from the Port

Union!

Tesarik One: Log Off