Roleplay for February 22, 2006
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- Venture
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You have journeyed through a plane of stone, and now stand outside a tower in a mazelike plane. You prepare to enter, so that you might continue your quest to find the source of the kobold’s powers, and the attacks on the Homestead.
Venture
So you talk to yourself and what do you know /
You answer back with a "Don't say so?"
(from "Something to Say" by the Connells)
So you talk to yourself and what do you know /
You answer back with a "Don't say so?"
(from "Something to Say" by the Connells)
Sissfus, currently in the form of a brutish minotaur, wearily drops to the ground and leans against a tree, which creaks ominously with his weight. He looks around, apparently surprised at where he has ended up.
"Well I'll be damned, I actually got the stupid sod to shut up and let me run things for a while"
He scratches the back of his head with his hand, which just happens to contain a rather large, flaming battleaxe, and manages to lop off a small tree limb in the process. He peers at the axe intently for a while, then lets it drop to the ground.
"I'll never get used to my bloody weapons changing on me like that, though. One minute I''m fighting with that exquisetly balanced longsword that the bloody drow uses, the next I'm diving at my opponent with my claws as I flap around his head and breathe fire"
He shakes his head and sighs slightly. "Sharra, why me?" he asks, as he peers at the small white gem tied around his neck
"Well I'll be damned, I actually got the stupid sod to shut up and let me run things for a while"
He scratches the back of his head with his hand, which just happens to contain a rather large, flaming battleaxe, and manages to lop off a small tree limb in the process. He peers at the axe intently for a while, then lets it drop to the ground.
"I'll never get used to my bloody weapons changing on me like that, though. One minute I''m fighting with that exquisetly balanced longsword that the bloody drow uses, the next I'm diving at my opponent with my claws as I flap around his head and breathe fire"
He shakes his head and sighs slightly. "Sharra, why me?" he asks, as he peers at the small white gem tied around his neck
Lindalas stands near Siss, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.
"I'm glad I finally caught up to you guys. This place is very confusing!" He stares for a minute at his quiver where only a few dozen arrows still reside. "I've got to find myself some more arrows! I guess swords are not my thing, I can't seem to do much more than annoy those creatures with it."
Lindalas picks up the limb that Siss just cut off. "Hmm, I wonder if I can make any passable arrows from these branches." He suddenly stomps off around the tree, being careful not to step too close to the teleport stone. Sure enough he finds a couple of the dead ravens on the ground and start removing suitable feathers from their wings and tail. Satisfied he has that part under control he goes back to the tree and starts picking out suitable branches and twigs.
"If anyone wants to help me you're more than welcome. I need lots of twigs about this size" he says and holds up a thin, straight branch as an example.
"I'm glad I finally caught up to you guys. This place is very confusing!" He stares for a minute at his quiver where only a few dozen arrows still reside. "I've got to find myself some more arrows! I guess swords are not my thing, I can't seem to do much more than annoy those creatures with it."
Lindalas picks up the limb that Siss just cut off. "Hmm, I wonder if I can make any passable arrows from these branches." He suddenly stomps off around the tree, being careful not to step too close to the teleport stone. Sure enough he finds a couple of the dead ravens on the ground and start removing suitable feathers from their wings and tail. Satisfied he has that part under control he goes back to the tree and starts picking out suitable branches and twigs.
"If anyone wants to help me you're more than welcome. I need lots of twigs about this size" he says and holds up a thin, straight branch as an example.
Asia happens upon Lind, Mig and Siss. "glad I found you guys, sorry to be late as always. I never claimed to be good at direction. Don't know how I lost everyone...o'well. Glad you're all alive *smiles* *notices they appear to be looking for arrow supplies* "I'll check my pak for arrows, not sure if I have any. If so, I am sure they aren't very good".*shrugs*

Justice, voiceless, unseen, seeth thee when thou sleepest and when thou goest forth and when thou liest down. Continually doth she attend thee...
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Zastaph Mantric looked far into the realm of these drifting islands. he enjoyed the bristling and etheral manifestations of magic. despite the imminent dangers of this place, he really liked to be here. there were many opportunities to wield his power these days and he felt more potent than anytime before. it was important to fulfill oneself's needs and desires.
he looked around to his comrades, saw Sissfuss sitting on the floor, quite exhausted and Lindalas collecting wood for his arrows,...and smiled slightly...
he looked around to his comrades, saw Sissfuss sitting on the floor, quite exhausted and Lindalas collecting wood for his arrows,...and smiled slightly...
Magic lies in the eye of the Beholder