The light in the room narrows down onto you. Then you can see a small reflection of light off of the goggles that Chainer wears. The goggles begin to glow red almost bringing forth your greatest fear. Chainers chains begins to creap up out of the darkness and slowly but surely they begin to cut away and removes your chest coverings. Then a wickly barbed chain emerges floating right above your exposed chest. You feel the chains all over pin your limbs to the table. Then silence breaks.
Chainer: This will hurt alot.
The barbed chain plunges deep into your chest. The pain is unimaginable, excruciateing, unbearable. Just when you think it can hurt more it does as you feel the chain saw though the bones that make up your chest. Your blood begins to seep out faster as the wound is torn even larger. The chain keeps digging ripping out flesh. Just before the pain reaches its climax you feel it wrap itself around your heart. The last thing you see before your death is your heart still beating hangeing in front of you. What have you done.......And then there is darkness. Lots of darkness.
Death comes quickly and painfully. Your spirit can see your body wracked in pain as it acends to what would be its resting place. All at once you find yourself standing in a large feild. All around are dead trees and white wistful spirits. Looking at your hand you see a spectral hand awaiting you. You have found the land of the dead.
OOC: By the way are your parrents alive or dead?
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Chainers voice is heard seemingly just in your head.
Chainer: Not quite my friend this is just an intermediate relm for the recent dead. Almost a land where the dead are easied into their final death. Now follow the plains to the mountains and there you will find Norin as his death is recent he should be there. Do be weary though reapers of your soul who arn't friendly and will claim your dead soul for their acts or just to feed. So be wary.
With that you are left alone.
OOC: Imagine a world where everything seems sureal and white wisps can be seen everywhere. Everything seems dreamlike. You even feel dream like. You are incorpral and incomplete. Its hard to describe whats its like to be dead. Sending you to hell just didn't seem likly being a good hearted mage (no pun intended). So you are in a sort of limbo.
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Death is a feeling unlike anything you have ever experienced before. You feel empty inside. All your hopes and dreams feel dashed and wasted.
As you begin to walk twoards the mountain you feel as if your feet are bringing you nowhere. Also from all around you the wisps dance back and forth. Two of which appoach you. And they seem to have good intentions. As they swirl around you, you feel as if they know you somehow. They feel really really familiar.
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Innis: Very well son but this place isn't like the real world you won't be able to just fight back everything with your spells you will need our help so here take these for now hopefully they will help.
Macha: Son use them and call on us if things go really badly. Now we must go. Our physical forms don't sustain themselves as long anymore. So just be careful and remember what you promised to us.
Remember is the last thing the spirits say. You notice as some small crystals appear in you bag. They would appear to be gems of some sort but how do they work? Your parrents spirits leave leaving you with unanswered questions.
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"Oh, I remember...and I'll make good. I promise." With that, Tai continues on his way. As he walks, Tai starts examining the crystals to see if he can figure them out.
The gems are odd. Not like you use in the land of the living. Hopefully you will be able to figure them out before anything bad happens.
As you walk you notice how different it is to be dead. You feel nothing. Everything is quiet and above all else things seem to go on for an eternity. As you finally get close to the mountain you notice the spirits change from white wisps to red flames. This difference is strinking.
OOC: OK although you are dead you do receive a perception roll. You aren't completely senseless.
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As you glace around the mountain of flames you happen to see some spirits that don't quite fit. A single black floating sphere sits among the ghoastly rocks. It begins to decend twoards you almost drawn by your appearance.
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The black wisp materializes and to your horror you are looking at a fleshless face. Its a Hells Caretaker.
Hells Caretaker: Another new soul and one with fight. You will make a good addition to my collection Come little soul and I will reap you in this afterlife.
It draws a black sphere and a blind urchin appears at its side.
1x Swamp (Tapped)
1x Bile Urchin (SS)
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Tai draws more power to his aura...it feels oddly...foreign here...He shakes his head, ad reaches into the stachel, channeling mana throughout the gems, seeing if anything reacts to the amount of power he wields.
OOC: To me when you summon mana when you are alive it is drawing the natrual force from the very environment around you it feels alive and vivid. Here though it feels like nothing. Just empty hollow mana rements of their former self. As for two drops.
Two of the crystals in your bag begin to glow. As you look deeper you actually see that the crystals are souls of spirits contained in a unique way. The ones that glow both appear to be those of fallen warriors.
OOC: If you cast one roll a d2.
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OOC: I'll take it. Damn...how long has it been since I've taken first turn damage...?
Muttering curses, Tai stands tall against the Caretaker. "Don't suppose you'd see fit to just bugger off now, would you?" Seeing the hunger in the horror's eyes, Tai smirks. "Didn't think so." With that, Tai drew more energy...it still felt alien to him. He shrugged it off, and looked into his bag, and grabbed the other gem that was glowing before.
The light in the room narrows down onto you. Then you can see a small reflection of light off of the goggles that Chainer wears. The goggles begin to glow red almost bringing forth your greatest fear. Chainers chains begins to creap up out of the darkness and slowly but surely they begin to cut away and removes your chest coverings. Then a wickly barbed chain emerges floating right above your exposed chest. You feel the chains all over pin your limbs to the table. Then silence breaks.
Chainer: This will hurt alot.
The barbed chain plunges deep into your chest. The pain is unimaginable, excruciateing, unbearable. Just when you think it can hurt more it does as you feel the chain saw though the bones that make up your chest. Your blood begins to seep out faster as the wound is torn even larger. The chain keeps digging ripping out flesh. Just before the pain reaches its climax you feel it wrap itself around your heart. The last thing you see before your death is your heart still beating hangeing in front of you. What have you done.......And then there is darkness. Lots of darkness.
Death comes quickly and painfully. Your spirit can see your body wracked in pain as it acends to what would be its resting place. All at once you find yourself standing in a large feild. All around are dead trees and white wistful spirits. Looking at your hand you see a spectral hand awaiting you. You have found the land of the dead.
OOC: By the way are your parrents alive or dead?
"The term "subtlety isn't in that man's vocabulary, is it...?" Tai mused to himself. "So this is the afterlife, eh? Huh. Hello?"
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Chainer: Not quite my friend this is just an intermediate relm for the recent dead. Almost a land where the dead are easied into their final death. Now follow the plains to the mountains and there you will find Norin as his death is recent he should be there. Do be weary though reapers of your soul who arn't friendly and will claim your dead soul for their acts or just to feed. So be wary.
With that you are left alone.
OOC: Imagine a world where everything seems sureal and white wisps can be seen everywhere. Everything seems dreamlike. You even feel dream like. You are incorpral and incomplete. Its hard to describe whats its like to be dead. Sending you to hell just didn't seem likly being a good hearted mage (no pun intended). So you are in a sort of limbo.
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As you begin to walk twoards the mountain you feel as if your feet are bringing you nowhere. Also from all around you the wisps dance back and forth. Two of which appoach you. And they seem to have good intentions. As they swirl around you, you feel as if they know you somehow. They feel really really familiar.
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The wisps begin to move slower and you notice as they begin to take shaper. Familiar shapes.
Tai's eyes bulged. "M..Mom?! Dad?!"
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Mom and Dad: Tai....What are you doing here so soon? It is not your time yet. Its to soon.
OOC: Do they have names?
"I...ah...I'm kinda just visiting. I need to talk to a guy. Norin?"
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Macha: Son use them and call on us if things go really badly. Now we must go. Our physical forms don't sustain themselves as long anymore. So just be careful and remember what you promised to us.
Remember is the last thing the spirits say. You notice as some small crystals appear in you bag. They would appear to be gems of some sort but how do they work? Your parrents spirits leave leaving you with unanswered questions.
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As you walk you notice how different it is to be dead. You feel nothing. Everything is quiet and above all else things seem to go on for an eternity. As you finally get close to the mountain you notice the spirits change from white wisps to red flames. This difference is strinking.
OOC: OK although you are dead you do receive a perception roll. You aren't completely senseless.
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Life
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Land
Plains *1 (Q)
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The black wisp materializes and to your horror you are looking at a fleshless face. Its a Hells Caretaker.
Hells Caretaker: Another new soul and one with fight. You will make a good addition to my collection Come little soul and I will reap you in this afterlife.
It draws a black sphere and a blind urchin appears at its side.
1x Swamp (Tapped)
1x Bile Urchin (SS)
Tai draws more power to his aura...it feels oddly...foreign here...He shakes his head, ad reaches into the stachel, channeling mana throughout the gems, seeing if anything reacts to the amount of power he wields.
OOC: Anything that can be cast at 2 mana?
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Two of the crystals in your bag begin to glow. As you look deeper you actually see that the crystals are souls of spirits contained in a unique way. The ones that glow both appear to be those of fallen warriors.
OOC: If you cast one roll a d2.
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Now the caretaker acts this time sending the creature directly for you. He also draws more mana.
Status:
2x Swamps (untapped)
1x Bile Urchin (Attacking)
Muttering curses, Tai stands tall against the Caretaker. "Don't suppose you'd see fit to just bugger off now, would you?" Seeing the hunger in the horror's eyes, Tai smirks. "Didn't think so." With that, Tai drew more energy...it still felt alien to him. He shrugged it off, and looked into his bag, and grabbed the other gem that was glowing before.
Life
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Land
Plains *3(I'm assuming 2 will be tapped)
Creatures
Revered Dead
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The spirit strikes you and then another one of the crystals lights up with your newfound mana. It appears to be a shepard of sorts.
The summoned creature though is a Ghost warden dedicated to your protection.
So are you saying my Revered Dead died?
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