"It's clear that we have to go after it," Serato adds; "But it's certainly true that we must do so intelligently, with a plan. That wont be possible until we know what we're dealing with, and where we're going. You are both correct."
Kaulesh nods. "My point was not that we shouldn't go after the essence. We should. My point was, as Serato said to 'do so intelligently, with a plan.'"
I completely forgot about that sword. I do indeed have it in my now-heavily-abjured bag of holding (that is no longer carrying my stuff...my 45 str is dealing with the gear :p).
What you should really be worried about with that sword is not if you'll go all psycho possessed by a demon, but whether I'll blast away your life savings when you do. :s
Alacar stretches his arms and yawns. "Alright guys.. are we close to coming to a conclusion as to where to next? I'm ready and willing to go." He nodded. "I might need to memorize some spells before then, of course." He rubbed his chin, his thoughts far away from here, back home.
The gnome, for his part, sees a meeting between several very strange looking individuals.
There's a female, human in appearance, looking to be in her early twenties at the latest...
A dark elf male, quite short in stature, with a touch more silver to his hair than normal, carrying an obviously magical staff that radiates enough power to run this city and then some...
A half red dragon, tall and imposing, with an air of...something... about him that's both compelling and slightly off...
A half-elven male, who carries himself comfortably, yet he seems preoccupied...
A half-celestial, dressed in the simple homespun robes of an ascetic, who radiates an aura of pure goodness...
A dwarf, clad in heavy armor, who radiates more goodsauce than the celestial, if that's possible...
A warrior, with a deep voice, who moves with a grace that is entirely otherworldly...
A minotaur, heavily muscled, who cocks his head as if listening to an unseen voice.
There's also a drow who seems to be turning around and heading as far away from the group as is possible.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Don't forget about the changeling with a constntly shifting appearance and body shape... meet Gifar Do'Domiel. I'm about half-way done with everything.
As the gnome looks over the group he cant help but giggle slightly, the raven taps the side of the gnome gently with its beak as if reprimanding him for the giggle.
As if it could be possible, they look even more ridiculous than YOU.
The Minotaur looks really dashing!
Of course, he looks ready to dash and slaughter every man, woman and child. Sometimes i wonder if you have a death wish.
Of course i do, but if i tell it wont come true
I dont know whats more disturbing, the fact you have something to wish for when you are on the brink of death or the fact i know it will possibly lead to at least one Planar Apocalypse due to how inherently stupid its bound to be... and yet i kinda wanna see it happen... traveling with you has made me weird.
"Ah well I suppose you will have to wait and see then wont you?" he asks aloud casually his voice speaking in heavily accented Infernal. The Crow just looks at him, a smile of sorts playing on its face.
As the gnome moves closer his grin returns, this mismatched group must be fun to be with, or at the very least can tell him where he can find some fun people to play with.
He takes a moment and suddenly he looks like a little human child, no older than 3, covered in multicolored robes, the Raven props on his head now, he moves towards the girl and taps her leg gently "Mommy??" he calls in common as he looks up at her, his eyes shifting from golden Amber to Scarlet Red as they reflect his giggling mood
Silent Still Disguise Self on myself to look like im a 3 foot tall tyke Will DC to disbelieve... 35 easy enough to spot this is just mainly for fun... you still havent told me how you wanna handle the Spell List, if by PM or just Spoiler
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That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange eons even death may die.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Hehe, Shalandra is getting a taste of her own medicine.
"Wait, the scrunchy-faced lady made a baby with a gnome?" The familiar inquires.
"...No, I don't think so," Serato answers, his calm, deep eyes for a glimmer of a moment approaching something, you could swear, almost piercing before returning to tranquil pools of silver.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
With a glimmer of glee in his ever changing bright eyes he raises his arms in feigned excitement "Up!" he says softly and in a childlike manner. Those who can see into his illusion can tell he is trying really hard not to laugh.
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Alacar looks up and arches a brow, a playful grin cracking his already relaxed face as he laughs at the little gnome tugging on Shalandra's dress. It would seem her threatening appearance doesn't phase everyone. He crosses his arms, watching with bemusement--just the break from the seriousness he needed.
A smile appears on Kaulesh's face for a moment, but disappears almost immediately. "Maybe we should move to a more...private location. That way we will be in less danger of random theft and will have fewer...distractions," he adds, nodding toward the child. His voice is a little sterner than usual, but he still sounds very calm.
The swiftblade doesn't seem to realize that the child is actually just a disguised gnome, but it also sounds like he wouldn't care if he did.
"It's as much a child as I am, but it definitely is more gnome than I am. The raven seems to be a raven, though..." Stohr, who had been using his natural invisibility granted by something, says, scratching his head. "That doesn't stop anything that it said from being true, though.."
So, rolling a gazillion knowledge checks isn't going to work?
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Teaching without verbosity,
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creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
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I have no idea, as neither the character nor the player know anything about this city. But to someone raised in the depths of the underdark (like Malin Maren), staying out of the way of raging women of unknown power is an intelligent action. Let's say that he's trying his best to be unobtrusive as he observes the situation.
Of course, this is also where the blade guide comes in. It's an independent entity and is thus subject moreso to the goals of the DM. Feel free to use him as well.
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Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God?
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Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Seeing through the illusion, Malin permits himself a small smile at the woman's discomfiture. However, he still does his best to remain hidden within the area so as not to draw attention to himself.
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Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God?
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PUPPIES AND BUNNIES!!
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Seeing his fun is being spoiled Oreo just grins and drops the disguise, reverting to his normal gnomish self "Well i cant answer a question when its clear you are actually asking yourself that now cant i?" he says with a grin.
"But since im generous ill answer, i just arrived to town and was bored, your group was making such a racket that you even scared away a drow in the audience, so i though that since you all seem such jolly good fun you would be the best people to ask about where are the fun places in this town." The little gnome says completely undaunted by the Half-Dragon's appearance his eyes shifting from his ever changing Amber-Scarlet color to a soft Violet tinged with a little Green to reflect his amused yet slightly annoyed mood.
Looking up at Shalandra he considers things a moment before grinning "I dont mind if you decide to carry me still"
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"Kobold!? I'll have you know Daisy Lou that I am a Gnome!, a Chaos Gnome to be precise, not some foul draconic afterbirth like a kobold" Oreo says with disdain in his voice before turning around "And here i though you looked Dashing, you are no better than a Heelan Coo!" he says reverting to his gnomish for Highland Cow.
"Oreo the Kobold does have a nice ring to it" the Crow suddenly says, the voice tinged with amusement and barely supressed mirth
"Dont start Poe, you're my familiar remember? Do you really wanna be the Familiar of a Kobold?" Oreo says with indignation, his eyes shifting to fiery red.
"I suppose being the Familiar of Oreo of the Kuk-Yjars, destroyer of Farms, establisher of the Goblin Kingdom of Bootyknuckles the All powerful, Usurper of the Guilds of Dwarvenhold and Bringer of Misery to fair lands of O'ganel is supposed to make me feel bright with pride right?" the crow asks sarcastically
"I Apologized for the Goblin Kingdom, im only mortal after all" Oreo says with resignation on his voice, before looking at the others "Sorry Poe likes to show of his new found intelligence whenever i meet someone new"
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That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange eons even death may die.
"... How hard is it to meet someone that is sane for a change? When we aren't hunting liches we are being assaulted by crows with gnome familiars.." Stohr says, entirely serious. "We really start having problems with the people we meet with. It is only going worse." He continues, looking down at the gnome.
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Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
In seriousness, though... Amadi, no, even your epicness is blocked all to hell. Unless you can make a divine rank check, you're **** out of luck.
Shalandra looks as if she's about to turn purple out of anger, annoyance, or shock, but she calms herself in a remarkably short time.
Through a false smile, she says, "There's the biggest library I know of right in there. I have no idea why I cannot remember anything of this 'Necrotius', but I would assume that magic is responsible for us forgetting. Magic would have a more difficult time erasing the written word."
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Malin, through his observation, can note that it seems as if the usual situation is reversed here- the male dark elf wizard seems to have some influence over the human woman, and they speak of finding out something regarding a being known as "Necrotius."
Could you remind me exactly where in the Underdark that Malin is from? Also, the title "the Revenancer" is somewhat familiar to him- it is the title of a little-known drow goddess of undeath. More info will require a Knowledge check of the appropriate type.
Unless you're drow, you do NOT remember this info, so don't try.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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Yes mistress...
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There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Well, the gnome just has a really bad spot check, then, as he didn't notice me.
"If it is powerful enough to stop us from remembering, it is definitely powerful enough to erase a few lines from a bunch of books, isn't it?" Stohr asks with a serious face. "I bet this is going to field research."
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I don't care if I was framed for murder if I only got a warning I would let it go.
What you should really be worried about with that sword is not if you'll go all psycho possessed by a demon, but whether I'll blast away your life savings when you do. :s
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There's a female, human in appearance, looking to be in her early twenties at the latest...
A dark elf male, quite short in stature, with a touch more silver to his hair than normal, carrying an obviously magical staff that radiates enough power to run this city and then some...
A half red dragon, tall and imposing, with an air of...something... about him that's both compelling and slightly off...
A half-elven male, who carries himself comfortably, yet he seems preoccupied...
A half-celestial, dressed in the simple homespun robes of an ascetic, who radiates an aura of pure goodness...
A dwarf, clad in heavy armor, who radiates more goodsauce than the celestial, if that's possible...
A warrior, with a deep voice, who moves with a grace that is entirely otherworldly...
A minotaur, heavily muscled, who cocks his head as if listening to an unseen voice.
There's also a drow who seems to be turning around and heading as far away from the group as is possible.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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I have 15 cookies in my cookie jar.
As if it could be possible, they look even more ridiculous than YOU.
The Minotaur looks really dashing!
Of course, he looks ready to dash and slaughter every man, woman and child. Sometimes i wonder if you have a death wish.
Of course i do, but if i tell it wont come true
I dont know whats more disturbing, the fact you have something to wish for when you are on the brink of death or the fact i know it will possibly lead to at least one Planar Apocalypse due to how inherently stupid its bound to be... and yet i kinda wanna see it happen... traveling with you has made me weird.
"Ah well I suppose you will have to wait and see then wont you?" he asks aloud casually his voice speaking in heavily accented Infernal. The Crow just looks at him, a smile of sorts playing on its face.
As the gnome moves closer his grin returns, this mismatched group must be fun to be with, or at the very least can tell him where he can find some fun people to play with.
He takes a moment and suddenly he looks like a little human child, no older than 3, covered in multicolored robes, the Raven props on his head now, he moves towards the girl and taps her leg gently "Mommy??" he calls in common as he looks up at her, his eyes shifting from golden Amber to Scarlet Red as they reflect his giggling mood
And who is it that you approached?!
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Hehe, Shalandra is getting a taste of her own medicine.
"Wait, the scrunchy-faced lady made a baby with a gnome?" The familiar inquires.
"...No, I don't think so," Serato answers, his calm, deep eyes for a glimmer of a moment approaching something, you could swear, almost piercing before returning to tranquil pools of silver.
"What did that little thing just say?" the woman says, eyes promising something rather different from a warm hug and a cookie. "I wouldn't-"
She looks down.
"Uh, what? A child wandering...?"
"That is no child." The dark elf sounds a little like he's trying not to laugh.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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The swiftblade doesn't seem to realize that the child is actually just a disguised gnome, but it also sounds like he wouldn't care if he did.
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I don't care if I was framed for murder if I only got a warning I would let it go.
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Of course, this is also where the blade guide comes in. It's an independent entity and is thus subject moreso to the goals of the DM. Feel free to use him as well.
Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God? A Storyteller is not a GM. A GM is God. God is one of the Storyteller's little minions.
Easily seeing through the illusion, and totally unamused, Caex says "What are you doing, foolish little creature?"
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Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God? A Storyteller is not a GM. A GM is God. God is one of the Storyteller's little minions.
"But since im generous ill answer, i just arrived to town and was bored, your group was making such a racket that you even scared away a drow in the audience, so i though that since you all seem such jolly good fun you would be the best people to ask about where are the fun places in this town." The little gnome says completely undaunted by the Half-Dragon's appearance his eyes shifting from his ever changing Amber-Scarlet color to a soft Violet tinged with a little Green to reflect his amused yet slightly annoyed mood.
Looking up at Shalandra he considers things a moment before grinning "I dont mind if you decide to carry me still"
"...Kobold? What's a Kobold doing here?" the minotaur asks, in a curious, but serious sounding tone.
From the sheath on Apachai's back, a snort of amusement mixed with exasperation can be heard.
"Oreo the Kobold does have a nice ring to it" the Crow suddenly says, the voice tinged with amusement and barely supressed mirth
"Dont start Poe, you're my familiar remember? Do you really wanna be the Familiar of a Kobold?" Oreo says with indignation, his eyes shifting to fiery red.
"I suppose being the Familiar of Oreo of the Kuk-Yjars, destroyer of Farms, establisher of the Goblin Kingdom of Bootyknuckles the All powerful, Usurper of the Guilds of Dwarvenhold and Bringer of Misery to fair lands of O'ganel is supposed to make me feel bright with pride right?" the crow asks sarcastically
"I Apologized for the Goblin Kingdom, im only mortal after all" Oreo says with resignation on his voice, before looking at the others "Sorry Poe likes to show of his new found intelligence whenever i meet someone new"
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
In seriousness, though... Amadi, no, even your epicness is blocked all to hell. Unless you can make a divine rank check, you're **** out of luck.
Shalandra looks as if she's about to turn purple out of anger, annoyance, or shock, but she calms herself in a remarkably short time.
Through a false smile, she says, "There's the biggest library I know of right in there. I have no idea why I cannot remember anything of this 'Necrotius', but I would assume that magic is responsible for us forgetting. Magic would have a more difficult time erasing the written word."
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Malin, through his observation, can note that it seems as if the usual situation is reversed here- the male dark elf wizard seems to have some influence over the human woman, and they speak of finding out something regarding a being known as "Necrotius."
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
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Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
"If it is powerful enough to stop us from remembering, it is definitely powerful enough to erase a few lines from a bunch of books, isn't it?" Stohr asks with a serious face. "I bet this is going to field research."
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.