Maple is in Room 3 - Your dungeon seems to be dank and dripping. Water is pooling from the ceiling above. Where is it coming from...?
"There is a n-note?" Either she had forgotten or had not noticed previously, being so fixated on the source of the water that was splashing on them. (Maple had been tempted to lift up her hood but at this point it seemed moot with her brown hair already matted with water).
Thank you Uru for bringing it up. (And for those muscular arms on display. no, Maple was not staring at them.) And for feeling the same about their room.
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My character's name: Maple Ziege Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A small, meek, mousy brown haired brown eyed young girl. Maple is fond of hooded garments, so she is able to quickly pull them over her head when she feels overwhelmed. Rank of character Knight-apprentice
Damien is chained up in Room 9- Your room seems a little breezy and you hear snippets of conversation. Something about "The execution date for the prisoners"
It was an unthinkable thing, trying to go against Sir Galahad. Damien took his imprisonment in solace. Up until the great said his farewells.
No. no. no, This was not supposed to be. His panic set in harder when the wind drifted talk of Execution dates. "What, executions?!"
Begin to panic flail. "No let me out, i left the kettle on in my room!" Think of the poor cup of tea!" he yelped, shaking feebly at the bars that refused to budge.
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My character's name: Damien Gavenkrantz Character's journal link:Event Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Hair tied back with a few locks hanging in the front, simple tunic in his knights color, leggings and boots, and a feather in his jaunty angled hat. (Avatar holds an excellent example)
He's a male with a chip on his shoulder, a bit closed off but likes to stay focused on the goal at hand. Rank of characterKnight (1Dcool Sacred Weapon: Naginata (Black lacquered wood and gold) Sacred Points obtained: 17/100
Caoineadh sighed as she walked into the cell. She realized that fighting would have been pointless at this point, but was not sure why Lancelot, even after hearing her words had let Galahad toss her into here. She sighed and walked to the back of the cell, glancing around to see if anyone she knew was here. A glint caught her eye and she murmured. "Did anyone check that out?" She asked, gesturing to the object. She would if no one else did. She reached to try and lift the glinting object, her fingers probing around the enigmatic shiny. "Does anyone out there have any idea how to get out of here now that we were tossed in here?"
Ugh, she hated places like this, not that she could really recall being here before, but just the thought of spending the rest of her life in a cell made her skin creep. "I realize that it is suggested that some of us may be violent, but... how will we know who is and who isn't unless we attack one another?"
Blag... She did not want to be attacked either. "So.. only resultingly good idea is to get out before that happens." The last was just muttered to herself as she stepped to the gates of the cell and looked out. "Anyone have a key? I mean... I have my mantle still, and if someone has a key we can kind of.. toss it around till a cell opens..."
Whoa.. did someone in another cell say execution.. and something of tea? "Uh.. say again? I am NOT about to be executed... Hello? Um... anyone, everyone... uh.. can we get out of here?" Yup, now Caoin was starting to panic.
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Yay, Damian is going to start a panic. XD
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My character's name: Caoineadh Character's journal link:Journal]http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24689197#372113957]Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:35 pm
[ Cell 11 ]
As per usual, Thackery bounced right back from both falling over and being fallen on, seemingly failing to notice that either of those things ever happened. He also failed to notice that his new playmate--er, cellmate, same thing--was talking to someone in another cell, and determined that this was a way to entice him to invite him to play with him.
"Hiiiiiiii the rope was stuck in a place I couldn't play so I fixed it and so we can play now! I made it a snake with pretend, but it's a rope again now, see!" he proudly announced, offering one side of the rope towards his new friend. He wasn't sure what kind of game this was, but they'd make it work!
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My character's name: Thackery Character's journal link:♛|Ⅲ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER:Thackery has very pettable black hair, darkly-tanned skin, and lavender eyes. He is wearing more keys than you can easily count. Though he appears visibly enthusiastic all the time forever, the energy does not equate to effectiveness - he is terrible at paying attention to directions and is just really happy to be here hi everyone! Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
She took Noemi's hands and squished gently, "I'm happy to remember you, my friend. Let's reunion after this, I can't believe they're executing us. I wonder if Mr. Evan escaped successfully, I didn't hear his voice from any of the cells." A hug before she turned to Piper who seemed to be in pain.
She offered the girl the chair she was sitting on, "Sit down first, you need a rest. Um, so far some people found notes with weird symbols, two got notes with grid squares, one has numbers while one has letters on it." She counted her finger as she continued. "Someone from cell said they saw the Sidhe Queen and she was the one giving us hints." She then pointed to the mirror. "See that mirror, someone found it from their cell, now we can see other cells through its reflection. Ah, we have got unlit torches and a long rope too."
Shu quickly summarized what others were yelling about and comforting Piper, "Things would go smooth soon, we've got so many people here."
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My character's name: Dong Shu Lei, Shu for short (Black) Character's journal link: Pat the raven BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Petite and light, she's just like a baby raven. The female knight apprentice wore a set of light dark armor had a body better than the hunter in another world, small but not flat bless. Abundance of raven hair was tied up and adorned with a small raven skull pin, she was nicknamed the "Child of Raven". Cheerful, friendly but serious in her battle, Shu's choice of weapon is a pair of chakram that matches with her swiftness and agility.
Rank of character: Full Knight - 1d6
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:40 pm
"Escape?" Kitty scoffed. "Good luck with that one." She huffed, slipping her braid over her shoulder. Honestly, these people were nuts. Guards would surely notice this many apprentice knights sneaking out. They were all doomed. At the very least, she could entertain herself with their failure before she died.
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My character's name: Kitty "Kiki" Peterson Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chicken Queen Rank of character Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: 10/100
"Maybe they mean someone else," Julian offered, as his eyes flicked sideways to Damian -- not that he seemed terribly convinced. There was a shifty nervousness to him now, as he twisted in place to look at the rest of their cell and search for something that could help them.
Everywhere else, it seemed, they had options. Here, the pair of them had pretty much nothing.
"I mean, maybe there are, uh, enemy prisoners?" It sounded stupid even to his own ears, and Julian flushed just faintly as he offered it up as a possibility.
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My character's name: Julian "Ever" Ambrodiel Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slim, slight, tall, gawky and awkward, with a sloppy shock of pale hair, he is not an intimidating figure and perhaps a strange choice for a Knight. His preference would have been something more scholarly, somewhere he could keep his head down and bite a tongue that has a tendency to get him in trouble, especially with his betters. Rank of character Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 10/100 Word Count: 308
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:59 pm
[ Cell block tango 4 ]
Not a word of protest from Ezekiel as they were all lead downward and shuffled into cells. He wasn't happy about it, by anymeans, but he also didn't much want to draw attention to himself with words like qaurentine being tossed around. Especially after everything that'd gone down in the treasure room.
He wasn't alone in his cell. There were others, people he didn't know(not that he knew anyone, really), and a smell most foul that made him cringe as the door swung shut behind him. "Good lord," he hissed, bringing one hand up to press over his nose. It smelled like something had died in here, and not recently.
It was bad enough he didn't notice one of his cellmates waving something around, not until the other was making a puzzled guess over what it might be. "What is that?"
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My character's name: Ezekiel Young Character's journal link:[o] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Ezekiel is the strong quiet type. He is not terribly outgoing, though he is amicable enough in social settings, albeit it witty and ironic. He is practical and analytical, meaning he is unlikely to act recklessly or take risks that do not benefit him in some significant way. On those occasions he gets someone he does show loyalty and will even work to keep them safe up to a certain point, though he is a selfish individual. On the battle field he is calculating and cold. Physically he's tall and well muscled from various tasks and labors. He has dark, auburn hair and tanned skin. One eye is green, the other, a milky white, has a scar running through it that stretches from jaw to temple. Rank of character Apprentice -Knight
Upon searching the dirty old bones, Amy found a box full of...Flint? Didn't some one need flint for something? Ah! Some one was shouting about needing some way to light a torch! This was it! If only she could figure out the combination...
"Did some one say they needed some flint?! I have it if you need it! Just need to solve this combination!"
Hopefully some one would hear her.
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My character's name: Amy Character's journal link:Here<3 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Amy is a "classy" ladeh with thick, black and curly, hair worn in a braid down to her butt. She keeps it this way to keep it out of her way when training. Otherwise she wears it free. Her height is about 5'4 with a tanned bronze skin tone that comes from being in the sun far too much. She's usually pretty crass and vocal when the situation calls for it, otherwise she will appear to be everything a proper lady should be. Basically, you push her, she WILL punch you in the face while trying to make sure she doesn't get any blood on her uniform. :']
Rank of character: Knight Sacred Points obtained: 5/100
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:09 pm
Llyr had been quietly performing his duties for most of the chaos reigning around; but now, to his disappointment, he found that merely remaining subdued was not a particularly helpful method of dealing with things. It was for this reason that he decided to actually try and slip away, see if it was possible to break free of his restraints -
- but alas, it seemed not to be the case. Something smacked him viciously in the back of his head and stars exploded in Llyr's line of vision, spattering this way and that. He had a brief moment in which he thought he saw something questionable just up ahead before he collapsed to the ground, nausea rising and dizziness keeping him where he fell.
He woke up, quite some time later (or maybe it was no time at all) to find himself, most unfortunately, in a cell.
"This is...unpleasant," said Llyr softly, voice hardly carrying at all over the din of sounds around him, and he sighed, tucked a stray piece of hair behind his ear, and set about trying to find another way free of his newly discovered prison.
The results were somewhat less than satisfactory.
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4. You try to escape but you are instantly knocked out by you don't even know what! You end up in the dungeons (post below)
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:16 pm
It was just one thing after another after another.
A plague? Investigation? Something about that set Arrakis on edge. Maybe it was just his nerves from everything in general that was happening, but he instinctively did not trust hearing the words that he was hearing from Galahad. No, it didn't seem like he wished harm, but Arrakis was already taking on a wearily suspicious view of everything. He didn't raise a protest. He didn't see the point.
So he had tried to make a break for it, managing to weave around knights in his way. It seemed he was going to make it until there was Galahad himself in front of him. Arrakis registered the lance movement.
That was the last thing he registered.
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d6
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:18 pm
Damien is chained up in Room 9- Your room seems a little breezy and you hear snippets of conversation. Something about "The execution date for the prisoners"
Damien gave his fellow cellmate a look. "Could mean something else, verily, but we should also operate on the assumption of borrowed time, Sir Galahad's words did not inspire a chance at our freedom." he retorted back, frowning at the memory of Galahad had said before leaving them to rot. "There must be something in this cell that can aid us, maybe Sir Merlin left a cloak or a gem that can break us out. he suggested, quickly brushing his foot against the floor and peering closely at the walls.
"right, enemy prisoners locked up right where we are. Maybe we are just here to warm their cells till they are brought back in."
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My character's name: Damien Gavenkrantz Character's journal link:Event Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Hair tied back with a few locks hanging in the front, simple tunic in his knights color, leggings and boots, and a feather in his jaunty angled hat. (Avatar holds an excellent example)
He's a male with a chip on his shoulder, a bit closed off but likes to stay focused on the goal at hand. Rank of characterKnight (1Dcool Sacred Weapon: Naginata (Black lacquered wood and gold) Sacred Points obtained: 17/100
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Im not sure if she can hear that, "While you can shout out to anyone in the dungeon, you can only cooperate/ interact with people in the same dungeon number as you."
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:22 pm
[ Cell #1: You are in the dungeon closest to the stairs. You notice at the stairs one of the torches is missing. Inside your dungeon room is an old chair. ]
He woke up feeling relatively headachey and somewhat less than his usual self. Still, Llyr got to his feet, wincing a little, and rubbed at his head, which felt as though it was growing a rather large lump on the back of it. He brushed dark strands away from his pale cheeks and offered the other inhabitants a rather hesitant smile, unsure of who they were or whether or not he had inadvertently interrupted anything with his presence.
"Hello," he greeted them, voice softer than probably desirable for a knight.
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My character's name: Llyrendil Character journal link: BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: See avi! Rank of character: 1d4 /quietly laughs
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 2:25 pm
CELL 9
Julian had a tendency to sarcasm, which also meant he had a tendency to hear sarcasm in others -- which meant that whether Damian intended to imply he was an idiot or not, Julian took it that way. He frowned, folding arms over his chest, and kicked a pile of straw absently into the air -- leaving it to scatter across their cell floor in a rough streak.
"I meant to imply they were locked up somewhere else, like maybe in another magic mirror or something else we don't understand, but by all means, get us out of here." A pause, and he picked up a single piece of hay, offering it over, and it was clear he did mean his sarcasm. "Pick the lock."
Unlikely.
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My character's name: Julian "Ever" Ambrodiel Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slim, slight, tall, gawky and awkward, with a sloppy shock of pale hair, he is not an intimidating figure and perhaps a strange choice for a Knight. His preference would have been something more scholarly, somewhere he could keep his head down and bite a tongue that has a tendency to get him in trouble, especially with his betters. Rank of character Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 10/100 Word Count: 432
Caoin groaned more and started to dig a bit more furiously at the ground wanting to get her hands on that glint. She did not want to wait around to find out what the 'execution' that she had heard mentioned was about. It seemed that not too much was happening here other than her digging like a hound after a bone.
This was not working. There had to be something she could use here. With a slightly hysterical panic she shouted out. "Really now? It is just going to be assumed we are all infected?" She flopped on the ground and furrowed her brow thinking hard. The glinting object likely right under her palm now, assuming it was something she could even reach.
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My character's name: Caoineadh Character's journal link:Journal]http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=24689197#372113957]Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
