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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 10:17 pm
Hale looks at Shoryu critically as he walks out the door.
Well small man, it seems you are as eager to leave as I am! Then I shall follow, if only to see you fall into traps! Hahaha!
Too impatient to wait for Roberts analysis of the rings, Hale slips his on and makes to follow the halfling out the door.
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Froscythe rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 14
Total: 28 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 6:20 am
as shoryu slips through the door, he disappears from sight.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:41 pm
((Sorry guys that I haven't been able to reply, I was temporarily grounded. Not my fault though!...are you guys serious? You all made will saves? eek It was only meant for Robert, but okay...))
Robert, they're rings of telekinesis, they allow you to telepathically communicate with others. If you have a dmg, they're in there. If not, well, I'll input all the details in the morning.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 7:16 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 7:30 pm
"These rings appear to have the ability to allow thw earer to communicate telepathically to others...." Robert respondes after observing the rings for a moment. "They do nothing more than that from what I could tell. Just as our friend here said." Robert knew full well that most of the people gathered here, himself included, wanted nothing else but to leave this place. That and to inflict punishment on those who dared lock them up her in the first place. Still, it was best to make nice with any potential ally, considering that they would not run into many in a place like this.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 3:48 pm
"i doubt that any of those rings are able to fit on my fingers" as herman lifted his giant three fingerd hand so herman walked through the door
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 4:48 pm
Darstixen looks at Herman with a great scowl affixed to his face. The gesture is lost, however, because he is still invisible.
Foolish of you Herman, you are turning down a great advantage for no logical reason. Honestly, are they even educating you surface-folk anymore? Your fingers are too large for the rings, and mine are too small, but observe:
Darastrixen flits over and grabs one of the rings from Robert. He takes it and places it on his invisible finger. For a small while, the ring sits ackwardly on in midair. Then, it shrinks to a smaller size as it adjusts to Darastrixens finger. In a moment, it has vanished as well.
See? Magic equipment automatically adjust themselves to your size. Now I would recomend you grab one, because I'll be so far ahead of you that you'll need it hear me. (stupid slow humanoids).
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 6:14 pm
"ME FOOLISH? what about the ones who originally created my kind! they where to lazy to die for themselfs so they created my kind so they could send us into batle! then after the war was done they decided to destroy the object that is used to create my kind! after we did the fighting for you miserable mortles!" "besides i distaste in using stupid magical items for anything!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 4:17 am
((I think a few more of us will have to go through the door before we can continue.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 9:14 am
((Oh, sorry)) As you guys step through the doorway, you enter a long corridor, made of stone(yes, it DOES have a roof, 30 feet up). It stretches for about 60 feet, the appears to have a path leading to the left, & a path leading to the right.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 11:48 am
Robert walks behind the rest of the group, none to eager to step out into the corridor. Too many times had he found his undead caught is some grizzely trap that was ment for him, so he would have these people lead the way. They were more or less expendeble...
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 1:37 pm
"hmm.....just wear the ring and stop complaining....it won't kill you" at least not yet
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 5:41 pm
"i would rather not have to expieriance any magical item turning on me. so stop trying to make me wear the danmable thing! now which one of you meatbags shall go first?"
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Anketh rolled 2 20-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 8:24 am
Darastrixen does not further reply to the angry warforged creation. Apparently, he has some sort of problem with magical items. Perhaps he thinks that he is one as well, and so refuses to use them like the jumans used himself? Whatever foolish nonsense prevents it, Darastrixen does not care enough for a second attempt.
If the (very expensive) metal monstrosity will not work as a part of a team unit, then so be it. Let him live my mistake.
Without a word to the rest of the group, Darastrixen checks his flight, so that each wingbeatfalls softly as he ascends higher in the air, to a more comfortable level (20 feet). He then flys down the right side of the corridor and peeks around it.
((The first roll is for move silently, the second is for spot))
Edit: ((Oh come on!! Thats a 17 result for both of them))
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 9:47 am
You see another hallway, same description as before, but only one path, to the right.
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