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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:23 pm
The demented Lonarian blinked as the remaining rabbit fled in terror, having just been witness to a barbecue of those who may have been family, friends or neighbors.
This just meant one thing for Azreal.
Food.
He lifted up the two well-done rabbits, saving them for a more dire situation.
And so he began down the road, two meals in stock and softly humming an old Lonarian lullaby.
The road goes ever on and on,
down from the door where it began...
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((R-R-R-R-REFERENCE!))
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folchinator rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:30 pm
((Azreal))
Travel Result:
No encounters along this stretch of road...after about 2 hours of travel, however, there also seemed to be absolutely no sign of civilization. Though it isn't dark yet, it feels like it will starting moving towards that end quite soon...
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:36 pm
Azreal took a short rest by the side of the road. Maybe he should have gone the other way..... curses. There was no turning back now. All he could do was make camp for the night.
Now, while Azreal may have been delusional, he was certainly no fool. Subania had surely already begun to send out people to look for him, and it would simply be idiotic to set up camp on the main road.
Instead, about 20 feet away, the Lonarian found cover in the center of a small copse of thorn bushes. This way, he could keep track of or watch the road without being seen himself.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:39 pm
Resting:
Since he is keeping guard for the night, Azreal will only restore 50 MP from the little sleep he recieves. When morning comes, travel may resume.
[Good little start. I'm going to bed now, but I'm running Mental and Other-Side all morning-afternoon until about 3 EST. So, see you then!]
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:41 pm
((See you in the morning, then. ^_^))
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:25 am
((Azreal))
Ah...daylight. The sounds of birds chirping, the crisp air nipping at his scarred forearms...the feeling of being alive...
Everything was pretty good right now. Now, if he could only find himself some PEOPLE, this day would be downright awesome...
But that was a long shot, as far as he could tell. The path was starting to become less and less defined...was it even a path? God, everything was so unsure. For once in his life, Azreal was truly, deeply lost.
But never fear. He could get out of it. Right?
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:26 am
[A note. Have your character sheet in EDIT the whole session. That way, you can make every change electronically as you go.]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:30 am
Azreal stood up and stretched out his limbs. His night watch had shown that all was clear so far.... at least at this point, he wouldn't have to worry about hiding from potential eyes.
Brushing an unruly strand of crimson hair out of his face, he took a look at the sun to determine which direction was which, and set off down the path again.
After all, it had to lead somewhere.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:32 am
((Azreal))
It still looked like there wouldn't be anything for miles...he'd have to do more traveling...
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:35 am
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folchinator rolled 1 100-sided dice:
42
Total: 42 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:37 am
((Azreal))
Okay, this was a good little hike. Though he didn't break out of the woods just yet, something definitely GOOD came about...
Travel Results:
No encounters this time. Only traveling for a few hours, Azreal couldn't help but stop at a GIGANTIC oak tree that lay a little off his path, which got significantly more defined as he neared the large arbor. It was at least 13 feet across. The tree was old and definitely rotting, its cragged branches jutting out like daggers on all sides. Yet, the real splendor lay right at its base...in the trunk of this ancient. Carved right into its front...was a hole. Not just any hole...but what seemed to be a doorway of sorts. It was definitely big enough to hold a person...and it sure a hell did not look like any stroke of nature...
If he didn't know better, he'd say that this was some sort of dwelling...
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:45 am
He marveled at the massive plant-life... so large, so pristine.... so untouched. You know, save for the gaping hole in the side. Hm. Looked like a pretty damn interesting hole.
Oh, this was stupid. He knew this was stupid too, but... he wasn't a cat. Perhaps curiosity would not have such a lethal effect on him.
He peered into the tree, trying to see as much as he could without going so far as actually sticking his head or hand in the hole. Perhaps it was something valuable?
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:48 am
((Azreal))
Actually, it was quite the bland little opening. The ceiling was very short, rotting wood chips were strewn about everywhere, and there seemed to be nothing that-
Hey. Waaaaittt...
The wood making up what he could call the "floor" of the chamber definitely looked different from that of the rest of the tree.
It appeared brighter. Newer.
What was it...?
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 7:50 am
Azreal peered a bit closer at this new discovery. Had someone installed flooring into a tree? They really should have opted for carpeting if they were going to go that far...
But what was it? That was the million dollar question.
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