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Kombinant rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 8:11 pm
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 10:54 pm
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MT the Clown Leaning over Chad's back with her arms around his neck, "Whatcha got there birdy?" Crowing gently, Chad-for-Short says "I like to take souvenirs to remind me of interesting battles. I think a story of how we crawled into a stinging nettle cave to wrestle with the undead over a pretty box would make an entertaining story for children when I'm done traveling."
Kombinant "Locked? Well I don't suppose there is a key in that bone pile, Chad-for-Short? Either Davros or I could break the lock, I suppose. Or we could be lazy and just try to find a key. No reason to break a box if we don't hafta." Davros begins looking on the ground and says "Y'all be ********' crazy bitches if you think I'm carrying a giant a** heavy box and a smaller, broken box through a swamp for like, 2 days. Just sayin', I know how this little game's been going so far."
Chad-for-Short says "I'll appraise the box when I'm done here." He stops rather suddenly and turns to look at something, and Kim follows him, using his beak as a pointer arrow. The Alchemist sees the tiny metal gleam of the key in a crack of a rock near the two (where the Tengu found the necklace). Picking it up, it's an old bronze key that's showing some signs of rusting from being in a damp cave, but otherwise still good. It fits into the locked chest like a charm.
The Skeletons' obsession comes into the view, as the contents look like they're in disarray. The velvet-lined interior has the following items all tossed in randomly. There are
10 potions of varying sizes and colors, a ring, a wand, 11 of the blue and silver-starred sparkler wooden tubes, 4 of the red and gold-striped wooden tubes, a finely made chain shirt, an exotic-styled sword made of a bluish-black metal, a large mound of silver and gold, (3,820 silver, 421 gold) some finely carved jade statuettes and pearls of varying sizes.
Chad-for-Short pokes through the Skeleton commander's belongings, and notes that the chainmail, while old and rusted, can still be salvaged. He's more interested in the sword however. Ryoga flinches a little as he remembers the blade cutting into him a couple minutes ago. He furrows his brow and fluffs his feathers a bit. "The handle's loose and the balance is all off. I think we'd be carrying what would be left of you in one of these boxes if this thing wasn't loose and... hollow?" He pecks at the handle a bit before extracting a small metal tube in his beak. "I'n sho cawwin diis on dis." he caws out with the tube in his beak as he tries to reassemble the handle.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 5:19 am
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 4:09 pm
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 7:54 am
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 5:11 pm
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Kombinant Ryoga takes an interest in the ring grabbing it and waving it at Chad-for-Short. "Anything special about this?" Chad-for-Short, still being sat on by Kim as she continues trying to decipher the words on the paper in futility, looks at the ring. Pecking at the braided leather band a few times, he says "I'd need to prepare some spells to know exactly what this does, but it's definitely magical. Bring it to me tomorrow, and I'll be able to tell you more then. Same with the wand."
At Davros' insistence, Chad-for-Short adds "The sword from the chest is called a wakizashi, as is the one bones there was using. The one in the chest looks to be made of special metal... I'd go with Cold Iron, judging by the color. It needs to be resharpened, but that isn't too hard. Bones' wakizashi was magically sharp, but not in any like, super-dangerous way. Most magic swords have a basic workings to not go dull. We'll need to take it back to a smith and get the handle fixed before we can really use it. I can put it back on, but it'll be rattling like the dead. The blade's magical, but the stay pin wasn't. The Jade and pearls I'd probably fetch four or five hundred gold...
Kim, can you scootch a little to the right? Getting a little hard to breathe...
The Chain shirt is definitely masterwork material. Old and rustic in style, but still quite functional and the rivets in the links looks solid."
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Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 7:16 pm
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:18 pm
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 11:52 am
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 5:45 pm
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 9:48 pm
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 8:19 am
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 8:17 pm
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Tilting her head so she can give Chad a smile. Only when he starts feeling uncomfortable does she move again.
Reaching into a pouch an withdrawing a flask, she lets out a sigh, "I really don't like using this one, but I guess it's better me than you boys." Exhaling sharply, she downs the blood-red concoction in one gulp. Stowing the empty flask away, she begins to roll her shoulders and turn her head. Bouncing on her toes in discomfort, she lets out a groan when her frame expands outward as muscles start to weave under her skin. The entire process only took a moment, but the changes are astonishing.
Holding a hand up to study it, "Interesting, while my body only expanded outwards to accept the new muscles, the hand and arm went through the most change." Standing up to her full height, her arms end around mid-shin and the hands are as wide as her chest. Lumbering over, she effortlessly picks up the chest and tucks it under an arm. "Chad, darling. Mind leading the way?"
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Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 12:57 pm
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Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 9:54 pm
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MT the Clown Tilting her head so she can give Chad a smile. Only when he starts feeling uncomfortable does she move again. "Chad, darling. Mind leading the way?"
The Tengu looks away and folds his arms with a Harumph, refusing to acknowledge the shortening of his already shortened nickname. "I have my pride, and I will not accept that shortening. It's either ChakkaChakkaChuukoBuchaBukkaWikiWiki or Chad-for-Short. Only options, line in the sand."
Davros just walks past with his hands in his pockets and sighs as he says "Whatever, Half-stack. Shake a leg."
Quote: "s**t, I'd hate to see what that'd do to you, Davros. You're already large and muscle-bound enough..." "We call that 'Fun time at the family reunion'. When my cousins and uncles and whatnot get together, drink until the world looks fuzzy, and then we all just beat the s**t out of each other. Good times." His eyes glaze over a little in the torchlight as a smile goes across his face. He snaps out of it after a few moments and heads off to the fork. "So, we gonna leave here, or keep exploring the cave, Twinkle-toes?"
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