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 Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 10:39 am
An entire row of small study rooms line the wall of the library.
Your group has been shuffled into one of them, with a copy of the book:
The Dragonomicon
Read and research the book, or slack off and do nothing for an hour. The choice is yours.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 6:54 pm
"You... really like my wings don't you?" Jericho blinked while looking towards Rex. Maybe he had a thing for wings. He wasn't sure. Shaking his head, he followed the others to their own little study room thing.
"So... Christof. Did you grab this book for me?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 7:46 pm
Calder was helping Barth along, not at all happy about such a big book. The only upside was if it had pictures of horns.
"Does it have any pictures?" He added.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 8:42 pm
Jason wobbled after the group, looking as if he'd finally gotten the hang of walking again as the entered a much more private room. He wasn't sure if this was a improvement or not, he'd just have to bear it.
As a horse looking fellow asked if there were pictures in it, he opened the book once it had been set down and, taking a quick flick through the pages, proceeded to step back
"Y-yeah...there are pictures..."
Really big, scary looking pictures.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 11:07 pm
As Christof followed behind the group, making sure Calder transported the Sloth Demon properly, he nodded to Jericho with a shy sort of grunt in his throat. He pointed to the book in Jason's hands before reaching to tap Jericho's chest in an illustrative gesture he hoped translated as 'help you.'
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 2:26 am
Seeing how he was being pointed to, Jason wasn't exactly sure what the hunchback was talking about (nor did he want to get any closer to him...), but since he pointed from him to the red dragon, he took a big breath, and stepped closer to Jericho, handing him the book.
"H-here"
It did make sense to give a book about dragons, to the one dragon here.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 6:25 am
Rex nodded to Jericho and stared at the dragon's wings. "Aye, I like wings. I like, like all the dragony bits you have going okay, just wings are the most acceptable bit to focus on."
Jason got a momentary suspicious look, that voice - and that hesitant stammer - were somehow familiar.
"Still nice to know we have like the hugest ******** book around we have to read through. Couldn't have like, picked up a book on, I dunno. Something simple. I wouldn't have minded reading about like, magic and s**t. Or fallen angels."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 9:39 am
"Well," Barth said, "we have an hour. I suppose if someone, not Christof obviously, reads it aloud, we might all get through half a chapter."
He circled one claw on the table, addressing Rex's query from earlier.
"And Christof is very intelligent. He's just a smart aleck. Not that I mind, strictly. It's not as if my grades are in danger of plummeting."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 9:45 am
Rex raised a brow at Barth. "Oh aye, no smart enough to get a pair of scissors, cut that s**t off and talk." He took a dim view of limitations, clearly anyone with any kind of physical limitation had just yet to man up and deal with it.
He sighed and slumped into a chair. "I call dibs on no ******** reading it."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 10:09 am
While Barth was tipped off to some familiarity in Jason's voice, Calder was narrowing his eyes at Rex. This boil....he swore he met him before. The accent did help, but it felt more than that.
"You should touch his horns. They're pretty awesome." Calder spoke up, before tapping his chin and then pointing to Rex. "Do I know ya? I swear I feel that I've met you before. You're accent...."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 10:28 am
Jericho furrowed his brow at Rex, then at the Kelpie who suggested that he touch his horns. Alright then. He was feeling a little awkward, but in any case, he took the large book, then set it out onto the table. Others in the group were vocalizing their dissent about Christof's choice, but he was actually fairly grateful of it.
Flipping through, he saw numerous diagrams depicting various types of dragons, mixed in with a heavy amount of text. He continued on through until he managed to find the section on Red Dragons. And it was then that he had some more of an idea of just how he was supposed to look.
"When legends, fairy tales, and fables speak of dragons without specifying a color—when they tell of kingdoms laid waste, virtuous maidens sacrificed, and valiant heroes sent home as charred corpses— odds are that they speak of the mighty red dragons."
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Nio Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-24)
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 11:01 am
The pages were filled with glorious images of red dragons in their prime, breathing fire up into the air or demolishing entire villages under their relentless claws. The pictures were so vivid, so lifelike, that one could almost hear the screaming. And then, as Jericho turned the page, it was clear they actually could hear the screaming. The ground beneath their feet rumbled. The book itself shuddered in Jericho's grasp, before its pages flipped of their own accord, stopping abruptly at the most horrific image of all. The red dragon's teeth were dripping red with blood as it gored into a victim mercilously. Crimson liquid dripped onto the page. Once. Twice. Something hot breathed down Jericho's neck. Smaller than its usual size, but just as viciously animalistic, a red dragon appeared in the room, clawing the walls with disdain as it tried desperately to spread its wings. A loud inhale sucked in through its noise, followed by a soul shattering roar. Jericho had summoned a friend.Quote: Something seems to have been summoned from the book you were reading. You are being attacked! Red DragonHP: 50 Damage: 2 Target: Jericho
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Blade Kuroda rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 11:24 am
It was a little weird seeing that his kind was so destructive like that, but he supposed it was good to know. It was better than knowing nothing at all. The images in this book were rather vivid, but he soon paused when he definitely heard screaming.
Looking up, he furrowed his brow towards the others. Did they do that? Jericho's attention didn't linger on them for long as he felt the earth shake. Then the pages of the book were flipping on their own. Pretty soon, he felt something hot breathing down his neck.
This wasn't a good sign.
Turning around, he recoiled as another red dragon roared. He wanted to learn more about what he was, but this was ridiculous!
"What the?! Are books supposed to do this?" he shouted over towards the other students. Maybe they were supposed to do this. He couldn't remember anything. In any case, he closed the book and tried to smack the summoned dragon across the face with it. It.. was pretty obvious that it wasn't here to play nice, after all.
HP: 39/41
Damage: 4
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 11:49 am
Rex narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Calder. "Met me before? Don't ******** think so. I'm new." Even as he said it though he was racking his brains for anyone who he'd run into in halloween with a similar accent. He dropped his gaze to Calder's chest. Probably not female thanks to the kilt - women didn't wear them - but still. "Are you a ******** horse?" he asked accusingly, just as Jericho started to read from the book.
There wasn't time to get angry at maybe finding that damn horse he'd been stuck to the back of as there were other more immediate dangers to life and limb present.
His immediate initial instincts were to drop into battle stance. Only it was a battle stance that was completely devoid of an actual axe or any kind of weapon. s**t. he thought.
expensive William.>
He immediately backed up towards the door.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 3:01 pm
Jason hadn't missed the stare from Rex, though he had yet to realize just who he was talking to, and instead shied away from the weird look he was getting. He was pretty sure no one from halloween knew him. At least no one here did.
Although even he had to stop and thing for a moment after hearing Rex talk. Yes, Calder was right, he HAD heard that accent before...
However, just as he was about to figure out why the voice sounded so familiar, he was sidetracked by screaming. And....
....Oh....
....A Giant Red dragon in the room.....And was that blood? Yeah, that was blood. And it was a attacking. He was the very picture of stunned silence. For about five seconds until he tried to summon his own weapon.
Oh, right, he was in a golem. He couldn't fight. And since he couldn't fight and was at the mercy of a giant red beast, he did the only logical thing he could do.
Grab onto Rex and scream. And shout and scream and act like a damsel in distress. And part of him was ashamed of the fact his screaming sounded just like a mermaid would scream, too.
At least he was acting the part. Even if his acting was authentic and he actually was screaming from fear.
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