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Keksimaton
Keksimaton


Promising
Supreme Hero
Talk to the hand
posted October 20, 2008 03:32 PM
Edited by Keksimaton at 15:33, 20 Oct 2008.

The bandit who got a bit surprised by the punch he got said: "Well since you put it that way... My boss was with me when we ambushed you, but he wasn't really much of a private enterpriser..." The bandit paused for a bit and then continued speaking before he had to be told to continue: "He worked for the Bandit Clan, very imaginative name I must say, who have been getting quite alot of... Let's say... 'Economic assistance' from a seemingly wealthy contributor calling himself a lord. Everyone got new and curvy swords and the smarter ones got the chance to learn some magic from some weird, dark cloacked and hooded person."

Silence ensued and Jeremy pondered if there was some connection between the bandit's tale and the Necromancer lord... What ever the case was he decided to write the happenings down when they were still fresh in his mind.

"Gaah!! The stew is sticking to the bottom!" Jeremy soon screamed and quickly took the small cauldron off the fire and the bandit started babbling: "I personally have never given even a dung's worth of interest towards magic and..." *PUNCH* "Owww... Anything else guv'nor?"
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DagothGares
DagothGares


Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
posted October 26, 2008 02:34 PM

"Pay attention!" I said. My attention didn't go to Jeremy who seemed to have done something to our stew. I was in a bit of a bad mood, since my hand got singed. I turned to the bandit. "Who was this lord? And what do you know about the black robe?"

I was curious now. There weren't many people who could afford scimitars and the aid of a powerful magic-user in the north. We all knew there were bandits, but it isn't a known fact that there is in fact a clan of bandits. The thought made me a bit jumpy. I pulled my cloak a bit tighter. "Well?"
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Oscarius
Oscarius


Famous Hero
*sleepy*
posted October 28, 2008 12:39 PM
Edited by Oscarius at 12:39, 28 Oct 2008.

I sat at the fire. Watching the stew boil over as Jeremy hasted to it.
I was shaken after the battle, after all it was my first real one. The man that I had fought was still slightly confused, looking around with a drowsy sort of look. Jeremy struggled with the stew as Robert got his temper back. The punch he had given to the bandit had made me even more tense.

But as the last bits of the strange spell started to withdraw, I became more and more tired. I longed to get to sleep. I turned to Jeremy and asked if I could take either the first or the last watch. He didn't seem as tired as I, but he still looked as he could use the sleep too.  But as he opened his mounth to answer, I heard a sound as a branch was stepped on, muted but still hearable.
I told him what I had heard.    
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Keksimaton
Keksimaton


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Supreme Hero
Talk to the hand
posted October 29, 2008 09:08 PM

Shalan hissed to Jeremy about some noise he heard. "Huh? I didn't hear anything," Jeremy answered to Shalan as he was rescuing the stew from a horrible death. "And sure you can be the last one on guard tonight." Jeremy continued sounding careless, but his mind darn sure wasn't careless. "I might have gotten myself into a way bigger mess than I first thought when we embarked on this journey..." Even back then when they embarked on this journey he thought he was in a big mess.



"Hmph! I don't remember hearing any name for him, just lord something and all I needed to know about the black robed person that he knows a whole lot about magic and he covers himself with a black robe." The bandit answered to Robert sounding irritated and uneasy. The bandit turned his face away from Robert's and said: "I don't know much about any details so don't bother asking..."
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DagothGares
DagothGares


Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
posted October 31, 2008 04:08 PM

I figured that was that. It didn't sound very likely that we'd meet any more of them. At least, if we continued our way through orc territory...

I shivered. I knew an orc once. He was tough as hell and had an imprtegnable sense of honour. The thing that was most striking about him was that he claimed he was not worthy of his clan, so that meant that an average orc was stronger and more fearsome. I said to the bandit: "Well, that settles it, then. If you want some food, then you better look at the lizard or our chef. They're always in an eager mood to share." I turned back to Shalan and Jeremy who both were very quiet all of a sudden.

I opened my flask of brandy and took a sip. It was watered down, already. Ow, well, maybe I could sneak into an orc camp and steal some ale there...

"Well, Jeremy, how's supper going?" I asked and sat down next to a leafless tree, huddled in my cloak.
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Keksimaton
Keksimaton


Promising
Supreme Hero
Talk to the hand
posted October 31, 2008 06:04 PM
Edited by Keksimaton at 18:04, 31 Oct 2008.

"Ummm... Very good," Jeremy answered Robert with a rather un-assuring voice. Jeremy stood up, clapped his hands together and said with a loud voice: "The stew is ready! Pick a spoon from my knapsack over there and gather around the pot!" Then with a more quiet voice: "Sad to say it, but I thought that it would be too troublesome to carry around any dishes so we are going to have to eat from the pot..."
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AlkarRahn
AlkarRahn


Promising
Legendary Hero
Divine Arcanist
posted October 31, 2008 10:48 PM

I make my return as Jeremy makes the announcement of the stew's completion. I also hear the mentioning of us having to eat from the pot. I immediately turn around, and head off, to some other location. Shortly, I return with a single crudely formed bowl, magically formed from the wood of a dead tree.

"Some of us will, I suppose," I say in an uncaring way.

I go and collect the eating utensils, and get my portion of the stew. I take a few steps back and sit on the ground. The heat of the fire, at this distance, feels as though it is at an optimal temperature.

"So, did that bandit cooperate, or is he wanting me to have a bit of fun again?"
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Lexxan
Lexxan


Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Unimpressed by your logic
posted October 31, 2008 11:21 PM
Edited by Lexxan at 23:22, 31 Oct 2008.

As our party walked over the Hill, we could see the City of Agliath against the rising Sun.

"Aah, Agliath!"Hans piped up "You know, Aunt Beru once had a Turnip Sale over there. Great succes, thoughthat night, the latrines were full with-"

"Hans, Hans, Hans" Karl interviened while doing a facepalm "I find you quite the enigma. This adventure has yielded us a crop of useful magical items and yet you turn your considerable powers to the never-ending quest to create the perfect turnip peeler. How can someone so clever be so shortsighted?" He added "clever, hmpf and I'm his Aunt Tilly's" under his breath
Well, Karl,"Jan answered, who apparently hadn't heard Karl's whisper, "you’re really asking two questions there. My shortsightedness was passed on to me by my dear departed father. I was born with the condition and I’ll thank you not to stare! As to your other question, it takes me back to my carefree days as a deckhand on a turnip mechant galleon. We sailed for distant Waterdeep, we did, braving foul seas, foul tempers and a desperate band of turnip pirates and-"
Karl facepalmed again and looked like he had  gotten a migraine attack "You are really mentally incapable of answering a straight question, aren’t you gnome?"
"Twas on a cold winter’s night near the beginning of the Great Underwear Shortage that we set sail" Hans continued, ignoring Karl "I danced naked on the poop deck, which was the custom at the time. Well, my nose and other extremities were getting a bit frosty so I gathered up the tatters of my poor, abused, underwear and headed to the crow’s nest."
Karl started mumbling "Shut up, Shut up, shut up!", mumbling louder with every "shut up".
"Well, I never!" Hans said, half-shaken, half-insulted "You did ask, after all and I-"
Karl yelled a last "SHUT UP!!!!" at Hans, and then turned to me:
"What are your plans now, Master?" He still put a lot of Disdain in the last word, though it was significantly less as usual.

"I don't know for sure" I replied. I suggest I'll go to see the Countess of the Lakely family, while you search fro that Nether scroll"

Karl looked excited "Excellent! I'll be going the-"

"Howld âhn a sac!"

Karl turned towards Grim, and crossed his arms, to illustrate is annoyed demeanor

"What is it NOW, moi felloe Dworaf?

"Ai den't trast ye, Wizzerd" Grim said "Ai sei we accumpaney heem, till ye retarn fram de Cawntass, Mahsta Burris"

"Erm..." I said, hesitating. Karl looked at me with an "If-you-dare-this-I'll-kill-you-and-take-your-shoes" Facial expression.

"Okay, Hans you accompany Karl" Karl hissed under his breath, clearly livid about my decision "Grim, you go with me" We'll meet here in at nightfall"

"Owkay, Mahsta Burris, Lat's gad gowin'" Grim said, after giving Karl a final look of distrust. The Wizard and the Gnome already departed towards the city without looking back.

"I so hope I don't make a mistake by trusting him, Grim, I so hope it."
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DagothGares
DagothGares


Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
No gods or kings
posted November 01, 2008 12:03 AM
Edited by DagothGares at 14:33, 09 Nov 2008.

"Ow, I see how it is. Well, I'm sorry, but a mage told me once that eating from the same bowl a lizardman is eating isn't good for your health. So, this guy better be carrying a bowl with him or he's going to get something really nasty!" I threatened. The bandit who sadly enough was tied up and couldn't use his right arm to make a defensive gesture. "I-I go-got a bowl in my backpak..." He studdered. "Brilliant." I said and took it out.

I then filled it, using the bowl as a laddle.

Suddenly, our guide returned with a bowl of his own and also took a portion. "So, did that bandit cooperate, or is he wanting me to have a bit of fun again?" he asked. "Sadly enough, i think he said all there is to say. You do plan to bring us through orc territory, right?" I asked in an uncertain tone of voice.
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AlkarRahn
AlkarRahn


Promising
Legendary Hero
Divine Arcanist
posted November 03, 2008 09:51 PM

I take a spoonful of the stew into my mouth, and am satisfied enough, despite the harm Jeremy had caused it. I take in another before getting to Robert’s question.

“Indeed, I am. Doesn’t it sound fun? Running around, trying not to get turned into their next meal; something worse than this stew, here. Perhaps we could see if we could trick some of them into doing something more idiotic than their usual.” I stop for another spoonful.

“Actually, the stew isn’t totally ‘tone-less’,” I say in jest, to Jeremy.

I take another bite, getting some of the more burnt portion of the stew. Without a second thought, I spit it out, and then continue on with the rest.
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Galev
Galev


Famous Hero
Galiv :D
posted November 05, 2008 07:42 PM

*~Amongst the freakish phlegms of the thousand hells...~ *Karl swore silently as he was walking up the main street of Agliath nearly bind of temper.* ~How could that paltry half-breed, dung of a zombie force me to get along with this...~*He took a glimpse of the gnome whose mouth was continuously moving, pouring out an endless mass of family stories. This made the blood spring into his head, making him nearly deaf and rather mad.* ~If ever in my life I could grip your little throat you...~ *He went on with his malevolent thoughts in his great litany of annoyance. This is how the pair reached an outlying alleyway.
It was strangely dark and something made both of them shiver.*
"We must be near..." *Karl said slowly. The creepyness of the place washed away his anger and alerted his senses. It was so concrete that even Hans did shut up.*
"I suppose you are right..." *The gnome took a careful look-around. And pointed at a pile of smeling rags near a wall. Karl knew what he ment. He wasn't an illusionist but he too felt magic from there.*
"Be my guest." *Karl said, making a gently gesture towards where they supposed the illusion is.*
"After all, it's your field." *Actually, dispelling magical guards and wards was Karl's special, but he didn't know too much of illusion and if he made a mistake it would cost their lives... and also, he could prepare a shielding for himself this way...*
"Of coures." *Hans nodded, eyeing the wizard untrusting. He made some funny wavings with his hands then threw a turnip at the rags. The landing vegetable made an uexpected flash and a cloud of smoke on the impact (and Karl was sure it wasn't necessary) which took the wizard by suprise, causing him an unpleasant head-ache. (An ache way too similar to his Hans-migraine.) After the white smoke disipated, a well-crafted gate became visible. An arch leading to bellow the ground, under the sewers, to some ancient deposit.*
*It cost them more than on hour of walk to reach the small chamber finally. It was rather simple: round-shaped, with a pillar at the center. But the scroll was nowhere.*
"That's it." *the gnome sighed as if someone announced that turnip-poteen isn't banned anymore* "So someone has already took it."
"You give up a bit easy, don't you think? If only you would spare some enthusiasm for things other than turnip... The scroll is just hided. I think it's inside the pillar... hmm what if.... no... Ummm... Hans?"
"Yes?"
*cough*"Could you... khm... givwe me a ..."
"WHAT?"
"a turnip?"
"Ah, good idea, I'm starving. Heh, you know old uncle Greeby..."
"Just, give me a turnip, please." *He sized the small root from tha gnome's hand and started a ritual. It ivolved runes, circles, incantations, gestures... and a turnip. Karl still couldn't imagine how on earth the sealer of the chamber could ivolve the vegetable in his spell, but thinking better of it, he didn't want to know the answer. All that matters it that the pile was vanished and the scroll was finally in the grip of Karl.*
"Uh, what?" *Hans glimpsed around stupdly, looking for the source of the noise that interrupted his story.*
"Finally. I have the scroll."
"You mean we have it, don't you?" *the gnome asked imperatively.*
"Of course, of course... now let me see these runes..."
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Lexxan
Lexxan


Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Unimpressed by your logic
posted November 05, 2008 09:18 PM
Edited by Lexxan at 21:20, 05 Nov 2008.

"Ye coll dat anloitenen'?" Grim said, not believe what I just said "Ef ye thank anloitenen' meens beyen' attecked boi da Lahndleydeh wath ey katchennoif, tdan et woz anloitenen' endead!"
"Listen, Grim," I said, slightly angered "I had No Idea she was going to attack me! How should I know?!"
"Maybeh coz ye, wath ye prissy Alvish mannurs, tracked Leydy Leykley intoo biveeven' ye know ware hur lost sun woz... Ye anderastimated ey modder's hart."
"Yes, Grim, Thank you" I snapped.
I was just surprise-attacked by an elderly lady, which cause me to forcefield her temporarily to another dimesion, which cause every guard in the Castle run after us. I was barely recovering from the shock, and I had to tolerate Grim's lectures as well? Too much is too much!

"Where are the others? I said "The sooner I leave thos god-forsaken, pissant town, the better."
"Deyr dey or!" Grim grunted, pointing east.

On the opposing site of the River, near the East gate, I could indeed see two familiar shapes. A slightly crooked, tall and skinny red shape, and near it sometihng that looked like an orage from afar. Grim and I crossed the river and joined Our Party members. Hans was stirring into a pot almost as large as he was. For a moment I wondered how it came her, as it wasn't able to fit Hans's backpack, basket or any of his pockets, but retstrained myself from asking? The last thing I wanted is a Hansen Familiy Story. Karl was sitting with is back against a dead three, studying a long parchment.

"Hi Karl" I greeted Karl politely. I hoped that the search fro his precious Nether Scroll was fruitfull and might even cause him to be apathetic towards me. I was just expecting too much.
"Mmm!" Karl grunted, annoyed.
"I guess that is the Nether scroll?" I pointed at the parchment
"DO NOT INTERRUPT ME CONCENTRATION!!"
"Guess that means "yes""
"It does. But could you now leave me in peace? I must decode it." Karl added something under his breath that suspiciously sounded like "ass"
"Okay, have it your way then!" I snapped "but is that a turnip if you left han-..."
"BEGONE!!"

I was just about to row with Karl when I heard Hans yell entheusiastically:
"Dinner is served. You will never guess what it is!"
"Turnips?"
"Well, my... you guessed it! Yes, it is Rabbit with Mashed Turnips and Root sauce!"

I and Grim ate in silence, eventhough thz Turnips tasted better than I had expected. Hans came to Karl to offer him a portion.

"No, no turnip tripe for me, Gnome." He said, looking outraged at Hans, who dared to disturb him "I've almost decoded the message, but I'll need some rest now. It's very tiring for intellectials, like me to study powerfull magiks" Under his breath he added audible "and to roam around with a bunch of turnip-devouring nitwits."
"You don't seem so tired, Karlie," Hans said, raising an eyeberow "maybe I should take over from here and-" he grabbed fro the Nether Scroll, but Karl quickly slapped his hand, screaming "NO! HANDS OFF! I'm afraid that your head might explode, litte friend. Magic is not ot be handed by the little people" He said with disdain. He retired, with the Scroll in his arms.

The real shock came the next moring, when Karl exited his tent and seemd quite cheerfull...for now...

"Good Morning Friends... and Hans" Karl said in a unusually high-pitched voice, with is back turned to us "...What's with my voice... it's so.. unKarlish..." He turned around and we all got a shock! Karl's beard had dissapeared, just like is moustache, and he got breasts. He had turned into a woman over night!
"Karl...? You..." Hans said, dumbstruck
What is it NOW gnome, don't you hear there's something wrong with my voice?"
"Karl," I said, "You are a woman."
Upon hearing this Karl quickly conjured a Mirror out of thin air and looked into it "AAAAAAH! What the Hell Has happended?"
"Maybe you need some help Karl..." Hans said, who seemed to have overcome his shock ,and now was gloating at the disturbed Witch, "or do I have to say Karla? You know I'm very crafty with a needle, and you seem to need an expansion of you robe... since you know have a bulk in the upper chest area..." Hans began to laugh manically
"Shut up, SHUT UP, YOU CHAVINIST PIG...what am I saying?...I mean...IDIOT!!!" Karla Yelled, distraught.
"It was only an offer Mylady, as your robes seem so...erm...tight." Hans said, his eyes shining with glee
"RHA HA HA! Grim raspily laughed "Dat huz bayne da fanniest axpeeriyence Oi've aver ancoonterd ofter de Deff o' de taxcullecter RHA HA HA HA HA!"

"Well, Karla, seems you weren't powerfull enough to read the scroll" I said, grinning
"SHUT UP!" Karla snapped" I was the only volunteer of great power and-"
"you seem to forget, Milady, that I volunteered to read it as well," Hans piped up "but that you dismissed my volunteering. You know this reminds me of the Defiance of Uncle Edvard. He was a powerfull Illusionist too, be used his own Simulacrum Clone as a target fo his Famous Knife Throwing Act. Edvard Hansen's Rain of Flaming Knives... sigh... Unfortunaltely for him, he cast the spell wrongly causing the Simulacrum's wounds to mirror on him as well... sadly, e also had a bad aim a knife that was throw to low, cut off his-"
"I think we heard Enough, Hans!" I interviened, before it was too late.
"Really? I haven't told you the part were his wife was notified about the accident... Damn' Aunt Cleodine could cause such great rants.. One Day she-"
"SHUT UP!!! OR I SLAP YOU IN THE FACE... I mean, I JINX YOU INTO OBLIVION!!!" Karla yelled lividly


 
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Galev
Galev


Famous Hero
Galiv :D
posted November 05, 2008 09:56 PM

*It was quite a hard thing to try and think clearly with such a magical disaster upon him... or her? Karl, now a stern matron in man cloth had his mind occupied and clouded with enormous confusion. Her brain virtually froze and packed up. She burst in a histerical, frantic laughter. It lasted for about 2 whole seconds. After that, the wrinkles on her face became smooth and she fainted.*
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B-E-T-A


Promising
Legendary Hero
Guess Who is Back?
posted November 06, 2008 07:30 PM

Prologue: The disaster

Golaw returned early in the morning, in his hand he had a scroll.
- "What is it you got there Golaw?"
The woman Elise said with her normal seducing voice, even thou she had learned that her half-sucumbi powers wouldn't work on me and Golaw she still kept trying.
Elise looked like a rather young woman around her 20s, she was an half sucumbuss with natrually beatifull looks. She was an extremelly beautifull woman and was very well formed. Except for the blood red eyes and her tail one could not see that she wasn't human. Just as any sucumbuss would have, she dressed in cloths that deepened her sex appeal and her seducing aura, and the more hungrier she got, the lesser clothing and greater aura. Today she had quite the lot of cloths on, but that was just naturall as she had fead on all the men in the inn during the night. Back when Golaw joined the party, he had asked about what everyone could, and when he asked Elise and her equipment she had answered "Seducing, and for equipment? I am the equpiment" he had answered "Well, then your VERY WELL equipped". Why Aldrianda had decided Elise was to trust was still a mystery to Al'Quil, but he didn't care. He got no money for caring.
- "Something that might help Sholdina." Golaw answered
Golaw was also a rather young person, barely over 20 some would say. He dressed in a white shirt and brown trousers. He was wearing iron boots patched with leather and was also wearing golden claw gauntlets, which was the origin of his nickname "Gold Claw" or "Golaw" for short. His equipment wasen't visable, but Al'Quil knew he he had two knifes, one whip and two mini crossbows. The two half circles on his hands that when connected, became a huge shield was also a part of his equipment...and his hat...the straw hat that secretly had sharp metal edges in it's brim. It was just by covincidens that Al'Quil noticed the metal and touched it barely, but he still cut his finger, Golaw had never told them about the hats secret weapon. He was an rather mysterious character, that brown haired thief. Golaws past, and real name, was a mystery to everyone in the room, except for one thing that they all knew: He was a thief from the Golden Hand called the Gold Claw for diffrent reasons. Al'Quil had also figured out that he was just half a human...if human at all
- "WEEE!!" Sholdina shouted while running around the room.
Sholdina...the elf that was already over 700 years old was a rather funny one. She had the wisdom and skill of a 700 year old master alchemist, but had the looks and mentallety of a small child around 5. She said she looked(and acted) that way because of an failed experiment.
- "Well, that's great news!" Aldrianda said.
Aldrianda, the half elf. She had the looks of a teenager and was careless as awlays. Even thou she was Al'Quil's cousin, there was no family bound relationship between the two of them, he couldn't care less thou, all he cared about was that she had hired him. Adriana looked like she was 18 or around there, she was high and well formed. She had long blond hair in a ponytail and she was dressed in leather hunting cloths. Aldrianda had always loved hunting and combinding her skills with the bow with her skills in the arts of arcane, she was a formidable enemy.
- "So what is that? And where did you steal it?" Richard asked.
Richard was drunk as usual. Richard was a man that was around his 40s and was the only normal human in the group, and even thou one shouldn't belive it by the looks, but was, except for Golaw who they didn't know the age of, the YOUNGEST member of the party. Richard had been brown haired but was becoming a 'little' gray. He dressed in the monk robe he have from the time when he tried to leave his adventuring and girl chasing days behind him, but ended up getting thrown out because of his drinking, smoking and perversety. He had used to tell the party stories about his adventures in his younger days, but stopped telling his 'bragg-stories', as Golaw called them, when he understood that they were all older than 40. The only thing he was good at was; Drinking, smoking, perversety, playing music, fix them a place to stay...or feed, summon creatures to their aid and brag. He was always followed by a spirit that talked like this was all an exiting story that was wroten into a book. The spirit didn't have a real name and they just called him "Teller".
- "Steal it?! What do you think I am?! A common thief?! It's 'borrowing!" Golaw said quite pissed off.
- "Ohh sorry then, where did you 'borrow' it? Ohh nevermind it dosen't matter, what is?" Richard said, he was getting impatient.
Golaw took awhile to call himself down before he sat down and said "It's a nether scroll, found it in a rather strange group, a gnome, a dwarf, who's names Grim by the way and his from my own guild, we call him 'the unlucky one', a half elf and a human wizard... or should I say Witch? As he turned into a she."
Golaw laughed a little and Elise joined him. Richard just got angry
- "AND WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?!" He shouted
- "I have no idea, he just turned into a woman right before my eyes when I took the nether scroll. Anyway, that's not important right now, what is however, is what they said a nether scroll is."
- "Which is?" Richard said curious
- "A very dangerous item capable of destoring worlds!" Golaw said with a dramaticall voice.
There laid itself a dark and creepy aura in the room.
- "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Shandina shouted while running around the room playing cheerfully.
- "...okay that just ruined it..." Elise said
- "Ohh let me guess, it's and item that enpowers the readers magical power to the brink of godly powers or something like that?" Richard said sarcastical
- "Nah, it's not really that. It's an item which enpowers other magical items. With it we could probally empowered Shandinas staff of disspell enough so it would be able to reverse the effect of the potion."
- "Even thou it was just a joke, Richard did not know how close he was to the truth...and he would regret it later" Teller said
- "Hmmm...." Richard said thoughtfully "This is not like you Golaw..."
- "What?!" Golaw replied
- "It's not like you to be so helpfull to someone, what would you possible gain from doing such a thing for Shandina? I mean, she would look like a 700 year old elf when reversed so she wouldn't be much of a pretty so-"
- "Why do you always asume people do things they do for things such as that?! There is nothing wrong in helping a 'friend', besides she'll help to keep my blood where it belongs much better than what she can do right now if she gets her original form and strenght back. And then we can go looking for the Armaments and I'll earn money!"
- "Ahh yes, helping 'friends' huh?" Richard stressed the word "Really, it is always the same with you, all you think about is 'money', go out there and meet women for gods sake!" Richard shouted
- "Nah... hard finding my kind of girl." Golaw replied
- "Just as another person I know!" Aldrianda said with a smile and nodded to Al'Quil.
The giant of a man was laing on the floor, acting like he was sleeping. The half draciki had looks from both his human mother and his draciki father. The size was almost 3m and he was considered big by humans, small by dracikis. His strength and skills with weapons and armour came from his draciki father who taught him how to defend himself. His mother, who was the sister of Aldriandas father, was skilled in the darker magical arts and had taught them to Al'Quil. Dracikis are a small group of "half giant humans" as they are called by the humans, as their origin are unknown. They are warriors by birth and was used as slaves along with the other "half breeds" by the humans, but the dracikis were used more to wars as cannon fodder or in arenas as gladiators. Because of this their race almost died out, but the few that survived was set free by the orcs when they attacked several of the humans slave camps. And the ones they attack was, by covincidens, the ones where the dracikis where being held. The Dracikis then decided to join the orcs clans and are now both a respected and honourful race amongs the orcs.
- "Well, lets get back to the point" Richard said
- "Shandina, please come here, I got a gift for you~" Golaw said with an voice of a child.
- "WEEE- huh?"
Shandina turned around to Golaw and rushed over and jumped on his face so he fell on the ground
- "GIFT! GIFT! GIFT! GIFT! GIMME, GIMME, GIMME!" Shandina said exited.
- "OUCH!"
- "CALM DONW ALREADY!" Richard said, all the screaming had made him tired
- "Yes, yes" Golaw replied then he looked at Shandina "Here ya go, take this scroll and read it...You also might need this." Golaw said and gave her the scroll and took fourth a turnip...
- "WHAT THE?!" Elise shouted shocked
- "A TURNIP?!" Richard also shouted in shock
- "Yes....a turnip...the guy who was deciphering this scroll used a turnip for some magic."
- "A TURNIP?!" Richard shouted again
- "YES A TURNIP!" Golaw replied
- "What's it for?" Aldrianda asked.
- "I seriously don't know, but that wizard...or witch...or whatever it was, used magic on a turnip for some reason so I though-"
Golaw was interupted as Shandina looked at the scroll
- "Give me the turnip!" She said
- "YOU SEE? The turnip is needed!" Golaw said and handed Shandina the turnip
- "Incredible original way to decipher the scroll..." Richard said
- "Naaaah, just that I wanted turnip, I have already deciphered the scroll, yummie~" Shandina said and took a bite of the turnip
both the yaws of Golaw and Richard dropped while both Aldrianda and Elise laughed and Al'Quil....snored... Shandina started reading the scroll and eating turnip. When she was finnished with it, she dropped both the scroll and the turnip and her eyes widened in shock and she trembled with fear.
- "N-no!" She shouted and quickly turned around, she had the expression she used to have when she was 'old' "Everyone get out!"
- "Right!" Al'Quil replied as he jumped up, grabbed the bag with their provisions and other items.
Shandina grabbed the scroll and the turnip and they all headed out.

As the group got out they saw that the sky had turned pitch black, it was raining heavly and ligthning bolts stroke the inn and it caught fire. Luckely there had been no one else inside as all had been men and Elise had feeded on them all.
- "What's going on?!" Richard shouted
- "The scroll was trapped!" Shandina replied as she took a bit of the turnip and jumped up on Al'Quils shoulders and sat down.
- "We got to move! Get to the city of Agliath!" Aldrianda commanded
Elise gave a complaning sound
- "It's raining, I don't like wlking around in the rain!" Elise said
- "Don't worry about it, you look better when your wet!" Richard said with a smile, this made Elise mood somewhat better
- "Or you could look at it this way:" Golaw started "You can walk through the rain and survive or you could stay here and be killed, your choise"
- "Well, if you put it that way~" Elise said with a smile.
They all started running against the city when the ground started to shake and it cracked up and streams of fire shot up
- "WHOA!" Aldrianda shouted out as she fell to the ground.
- "..." Al'Quil said and helped her back on her feets
- "Thank you!" she said
Al'Quil putted his hand out
- "Money!" he said
- "Stingy!" She replied
Richard looked at the two in disbelif
- "How can those two act like that?!"
- "Golaw opened his mouth as he was to speak, but in that second a hurricane showed up from nowhere and everyone was slinged up in the air and things became black for all of them. What would happen with the group? Let's find out." Teller said


When Al'Quil woke up, he found himself in a tent at a river by the sound of it, he sat up and looked around himself, he could see the bag of provisions that he had been holding on to and Shandina who was uncounsious besides him. He look a little more around and then a quite small figure came in the tent door, it was a gnome.
- "So your finally awake!" the gnome said. He spinned around and shouted "Master his awake!"

OOC: Back to you Lex.... or mabye it's Galev who reply first.

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Keksimaton
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posted November 14, 2008 12:49 PM
Edited by Keksimaton at 10:42, 16 Nov 2008.

"Grrr... I'll get you for that one! For that other one too!" Jeremy thought by himself as he was taking in the annoying remarks from Ethan (the annoying young man). Taking a quick look at Shalan who was sitting down opposite to him with one of the spoons, stuffing his lizardly face. Jeremy reluctantly started eating the stew from the pot as well. Jeremy shrugged and thought: "Not bad at all," but then he looked at his spoon. It was a nicely made spoon that was covered with silver and it had an ornamental "L" on it's handle. "We'll most likely pass by there..." Jeremy thought and felt deep shame...

He tried to direct his thoughts somewhere else and said: "We should be arriving at Athkoln tomorrow if we hurry up!" Then Jeremy felt that they were missing something, but couldn't quite wrap his head around it. He looked around and all he could see was: The bandit wrapped up nicely, Shalan, his stuff, the other's stuff, Robert, Ethan (the annoying young man) and... a Huge hurricane far away in the distance!?
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posted November 23, 2008 03:12 AM

"So... This stew isn't even half-bad..." I said cheerfully. Jeremy didn't seem to care, though as he had the facial expression of a man who's legs were getting ripped off. My thoughts drifted away with that analogy, until I suddenly heard something very peculiar. "Jeremy, please tell me that Shalan just broke wind..."
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posted December 07, 2008 09:53 AM

"Mm-glabhl-urr-aaagh!" Jeremy whimpered and pointed his finger at the hurricane in the distance, hoping to get the other's attention. He felt alot like he was about to lose control of his bladder.

The hurricane was getting closer at a reasonably trheatening pace.
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posted December 07, 2008 02:00 PM

"Hey, you!" I said in a panic to the young guide. I still hadn't bothered to learn his name. Before the guide was yet to answer I grabbed my cloak and rapier I received in town. I didn't need the other stuff to slow me down while we ran. "What is the fastest way... away?" I then asked or... Shouted is the better word for it.

"There's no time to grab our stuff. We have to get a move on!"
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posted December 08, 2008 06:31 PM

Setting the nearly empty bowl to the side, I stand up, looking back to the mass of twisting wind and debris. Given time, I could attempt to calm it down, however I knew it would take far too long to accomplish. The thought of my previously friendly little snake companion, Inga, came to mind. I wondered if she had actually gotten herself to that small little town, or got caught up in this destructive force. A look of worry for her shows for a few seconds, but then is gone as quick as it came. I take my staff in hand, and start heading out.

“This way, if you are going to follow.”

I seem unconcerned of whether or not the others follow, or if they even decide to release the bandit/s. I do keep my pacing a little light for a while, so they could try to catch up.
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posted December 14, 2008 01:15 PM
Edited by Keksimaton at 13:18, 14 Dec 2008.

Jeremy quickly searched the ground around him with his hands and found the spoon wich he had used for eating. He quickly decided to stuff it in one of his pockets.

When Jeremy was about to quickly run to the direction where the not all that annoying young man ran off he heard the bandit shouting behind him: "Hey! You guys aren't just going to leave me here are you!?" Jeremy quickly looked around for his shortsword so he could cut the bandit's bindings. "Come on! Hurry!" The bandit said constantly looking back and forth between Jeremy who was looking for his sword and the hurricane. Finally Jeremy got his short sword and rushed off to the bandit. "Yes! Thats it!" The bandit cheered as Jeremy was cutting off his bindings. "Thanks mate!" said the bandit as Jeremy cut off the last bindings.

When Jeremy was getting up and preparing run like a madman he felt something blunt hitting him in the back of his head. At first it seemed to hurt, but then everything started to fade... "Thats for killing Bob you twat!" The bandit said and ran off, leaving the unconcious Jeremy behind.

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