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Sylvanes100 rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 1
Total: 9 (2-16)
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 Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 11:10 am
The red missiles slam into Robert, causing extreme pain as they collided against him. Obviously these gloves were more powerful than him. Not only had they absorbed his missiles, they had reflected them back at him with much more power.
"That hurt...." Robert muttered, putting his hand to his chest. He had no idea how he was going to get out of this, but he would have to heal himself before he could do anything.
Cure Moderate Wounds: 9 + 6 : 15 Hp Healed
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 12:13 pm
Robert, as you heal yourself, the gloves just float there. Floating. Politely. These things are so nice they're allowing you to heal yourslef! Awwww. Or so it seems, just as you finish knitting your wounds, they lunge at you once again.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 12:21 pm
As Robert healed his wounds, he couldn't help but wonder why the gloves didn't strike him while he was vulnerable. They hadn't stopped before. Or perhapes was it that they were smply reacting to him being violent?
"Perhaps thats thier game...." he thought as the gloves lunged at him again. Just as they had before. Perhapes if he ddn't resist this time, they wouldn't be so keen to keep attacking him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 12:26 pm
The gloves lift Robert into the air, place him standing up, pat him down, as if to get the dirt off of him, & then hold themselves out, as if to shake hands.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 12:57 pm
((im kinda dead guys so ill call it a day and see you later))
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 1:13 pm
Robert let out a slight sigh as the gloves removed the dirt from him. These wizards just kept coming up with the strangest items and creations. He couldn't help but wonder just who sent the things and how they had created them.
Then the gloves held themselves out, almost like someone reaching out to shake hands.
"Alright then...." he said, as he reached out with his own hand, clasping the floating gloves in a handshake. Obviously this method was more effective than attacking the things. He could only hope now that everything would keep going smoothly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 2:05 pm
"My name is Tiunal of the Ithguvite clan Haturi. I am an elf who means no harm. I don't know how or why I am here."
I don't see why a Bluff check would be necessary here, since they wouldn't know whether or not he's lying, anyways.
Donirox stays still, waiting until he knows it's safe for him to get up.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 6:06 pm
Robert, the gloves shake your hand as if greeting a long lost brother. At first anyways. That's when one twists your arm behind your back, while the other smashes into your gut, knocking the wind right out of you. As you collapse gasping for breath, they shake, as if laughing at you. Before you can retort, they grab you, lift you in the air, & throw you into the distance. As you try to grasp the situation, there comes the sound of glass, & then your senses deaden.
rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl
Others, as you wait for each others replys, there comes the sound of shattering glass once again, & then a man falls from the roof, softly landing on one of the beds. ((See, being nice can get you somewhere lol )
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 6:20 pm
Robert lays for a moment on the bed, then breaks out into a coughing fit.
"Damn gloves..." he coughs, wheezing slightly from the sudden blow the damn things had nailed him with. "Thats why I don't like wizards with too much free time...."
After his breath had returned to him, Robert sat up in what appeared to be a bed.... In a room full of thiers... Where was he? The gloves had thrown him and then there was the sound of glass breaking, then he found himself here... Most likely more magic's at work.
"So, which one of you do I have to thnk for my most.... Intresting circumstance of arrival?" he began, putting his wooden pipe back between his lips, as it has fallen out of his mouth as he had arrived.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 6:31 pm
"herman doesnt need magikry to fell his foes herman just need to charge and pound them" said herman in his mechanical voice
herman looks around the room to try and assess which walls look the most breakable to him then he looks at the door
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 6:39 pm
As you all ponder the the reason for how & why you're here, there comes a noise as of wood bending, coming from the direction of the door. When you look to see what it is, you realise that a part of the door is bending, to form what looks like a...mouth. As you contemplate its meaning, it suddenly speaks in common: "Ah, I see everyone is here. Well then, shall we get started?" Your reactions?
Edit: I edited the post so that it doesn't delay time & makes more sense since Herman's looking at the door.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 7:01 pm
And they're all clad in their equipment? And I wonder what happened to Cysonox...
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 7:01 pm
"MORE MAGRILRY!!!!!!!" DOES YOUR KIND HAVE NOTHING BETER TO DO!!!???????" says herman in a loud mechanical voice?
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 7:12 pm
((They never said they're NOT in their equipment, so I guess so. Also, who's Cyconox again?))
The voice replies back: "Yes, we pass judgement. & you have all been judged guilty! You have all heinously sinned, are wanted every where, & so shall receive punishmentj. & I shall be your judge! I have brought you all here so that I may cause the pain that you have inflicted on many to be rained down upon you!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 7:21 pm
"What all i did was end the lifes of miserable meatbags!! they couldnt even defend themselfs! and what are you going to tell me next that you beleive in a dixtinction between what you call life and death? becuase i tell you here and now their is none! it is just a singular conciousness that you think is seperated by individualism!" herman said spasticly
((also herman has no equipment other then himself))
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