Blane: The smiles fade from both clerks, and the one who spoke to him first says, "All I can say is, you'd best stay away from Toel Kriken. He uses a magic far beyond any understanding. No one goes looking for him and comes back."
"But on a lighter note, that's all I know. It'll be 2 sals for the night." _____________________________________________
TFE: There's a flask of brandy and 2 bottles of chardonnay in a cabinet next to the fireplace.
When your field of vision hits the window, there's an image of a man in the corner of the window, then it vanishes. ___________________________________________
Lock_Down: As they were eating, Roen put down his and said, "About the book, earlier on. We have to test if it truly is your book. All we need to do is see if you can perform the first spell. Once you finish your rations, we will begin."
Ravyn left the man where he lay, noting its location. She hummed a short tune and an arrow appeared at the end of her hand, she knocked the energy arrow and started listening for the maddened centaur
TFE: The closest thing to a match is the fire in the fireplace. There were a few burnt out matches next to it, but nothing usable.
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grappler12: There is a sudden out of tune note sounding about 2-3 miles to the west.
OOC: If you read the Ravnica novels, it's kinda like the Selesnyans hearing the notes in their song of life.
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Lock_Down: Roen got up and pointed to a tree. "What you want to do is aim at that tree and repeat that cantation. While you do, focus all your emotions into it. Eventually you will improve and be able to do the spell without aiming with your arm, but you aren't there yet. So for now, aim with your arm, focus, and say the incantation."
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Blane: The centaur handed him a ticket with his room number on it. "That'll be your room. Breakfast is served any time after 7 in the morning. It's currently 10 PM. We will be shutting down in about an hour, so until then, you're free to roam about as you please."
He picked up the towel, tore off a small piece of it, took one of the bottles of chardonnay, opened it, dipped the rag into it, opened his room door, lit the rag, and threw the explosive cocktail into the hallway in the direction of the other rooms, quickly ducking back into his room as he did, waiting to hear what happened.
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Blane: The hallway was quiet, with everyone in their room sleeping. His room was on the far end of the hall. There seemed to be a weird aura about the room across from his.
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TFE: There was silence for a moment, then Ares's door burst open, and a very angry centaur came in with a doused rag and the deadly cocktail in his hand. "Excuse me sir, but what is the meaning of this being projected from your room?"
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GTF: The female elf looked at the goblin disdainfully, and said, "What is your business in our village this late at night, goblin?"
"I saw this flaming bottle being ejected from your room as I was passing by. Oddly enough, I caught it and was able to put it out immediately. You should be more careful. The way we do things around here is a trust deal. We give you bottles of wine to drink RESPONSIBLY and not to play around with. Now get some sleep. We're closing down soon."
With that, he left the bottle on the table in the room and left.
[Ooc: A very loose, poor govornment. But Klits a very smart goblin and thats what he calls it.]
Klit just shook his head, as he passed the goblins. Every where he looked he saw new evidence that his race was inferior to the people of the town, and he hated them for it.
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There was a goblin at the entrance to the inside of the mountain, fooling with a rock. He turned to Klit and said, "Oy Klit. You back so soon? Wait...where you go again?"
"Aww, you know well that chief no change his mind. He seems still so bad blooded with them centaurs he not even leave his cave." With that he went back to etching something in the rock. He looked back up and said, "I been trying to work on grammar, so I sound more like them centaurs. You notice?"
OOC I did...Its very similar to what the Icarii feel, they can tell when there is discord in the music...death causes that. As does the dark music and dark magic...or bad stuff in general
It was as clear to Ravyn as a bell and she took to the sky flying towards the sound, she landed a couple hundred feet from the noise and started to search around steathly with her bow drawn (no arrow, they are to bright)
"But on a lighter note, that's all I know. It'll be 2 sals for the night."
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TFE: There's a flask of brandy and 2 bottles of chardonnay in a cabinet next to the fireplace.
When your field of vision hits the window, there's an image of a man in the corner of the window, then it vanishes.
___________________________________________
Lock_Down: As they were eating, Roen put down his and said, "About the book, earlier on. We have to test if it truly is your book. All we need to do is see if you can perform the first spell. Once you finish your rations, we will begin."
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
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grappler12: There is a sudden out of tune note sounding about 2-3 miles to the west.
OOC: If you read the Ravnica novels, it's kinda like the Selesnyans hearing the notes in their song of life.
________________________________________
Lock_Down: Roen got up and pointed to a tree. "What you want to do is aim at that tree and repeat that cantation. While you do, focus all your emotions into it. Eventually you will improve and be able to do the spell without aiming with your arm, but you aren't there yet. So for now, aim with your arm, focus, and say the incantation."
_______________________________________
Blane: The centaur handed him a ticket with his room number on it. "That'll be your room. Breakfast is served any time after 7 in the morning. It's currently 10 PM. We will be shutting down in about an hour, so until then, you're free to roam about as you please."
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=43661][/thread]
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Natural 20 MTGS Brigade Pages
Community Project
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
[thread=43661][/thread]
Really important guy at the [499]!
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TFE: There was silence for a moment, then Ares's door burst open, and a very angry centaur came in with a doused rag and the deadly cocktail in his hand. "Excuse me sir, but what is the meaning of this being projected from your room?"
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GTF: The female elf looked at the goblin disdainfully, and said, "What is your business in our village this late at night, goblin?"
There were seldom few goblins around the base of the mountain. There were two closest to Klit setting some bushes on fire.
"I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about."
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
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"I saw this flaming bottle being ejected from your room as I was passing by. Oddly enough, I caught it and was able to put it out immediately. You should be more careful. The way we do things around here is a trust deal. We give you bottles of wine to drink RESPONSIBLY and not to play around with. Now get some sleep. We're closing down soon."
With that, he left the bottle on the table in the room and left.
Klit just shook his head, as he passed the goblins. Every where he looked he saw new evidence that his race was inferior to the people of the town, and he hated them for it.
"I went to see our leader, To try to convince him to start friendly ties with Syrinii."
[ooc: Jack, are you mad about what SapphireTri wrote on the coffeehouse thread?]
"Alright buddy!! I won't!!" With that, he rushed back into the caverns to his home, rock in tow.
EDIT: YAY 2K POSTS!!
Klit sighed and walked to his cave.
[ooc: Do you think I should edit my character post with more info on his family and such? Would that make things easier?]
Owner of Senori's Soul
Friend of RBS, FFFB, 499, Mythos, House Dimir, Rakdos, and Hyrule.
Dictator of
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It was as clear to Ravyn as a bell and she took to the sky flying towards the sound, she landed a couple hundred feet from the noise and started to search around steathly with her bow drawn (no arrow, they are to bright)
thanks DarkNightCavalier for the sig!
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