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Kareeah_Indaga
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posted April 30, 2012 03:28 AM |
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((Feel free to break this up if necessary.))
Partially out of arrogance, partially out of wariness for the effects taking the offer might have (it would do him no good to become king only because, for example, everyone else inside the border died instantly), Aleron politely declined.
Aleron spent the rest of the afternoon calming the populace after Walker arrived with his guests ((uhh...frost giants?)) and privately inquiring as to where these new allies came from and what they were willing to do.
That night he met with the Sergeant, and arranged to have messages sent to any surviving towns the Sergeant hadn't already contacted, seeking guildmasters, guardsmen, enterprising types like the Sergeant who took charge when no one else would or could, etc, to keep the inflow of supplies and reopen the lines of communication. He also made it very clear he wanted to meet with each of the messengers before they left, and set time aside in his schedule to do so ((let me know if it's morning/noon/night/whenever)).
(His stated reason was to ensure the Count would not interfere with the rebuilding efforts, though his actual reasons were more varied: being favorably involved in rebuilding the kingdom would make him a more popular candidate for the throne (people liked thinking their leaders thought enough of them to talk to them personally), he wanted to at least make a cursory check of the messengers' reliability personally and—most importantly!—meeting them gave him a greater familiarity in case he needed to seek out any of them with his magic.)
He also queried the Sergeant on whether there were any other trouble makers in their little camp of refugees, what they were doing and what, if anything, had already been done about them.
((I'll stop there; I need to look into the scrying spells some more.))
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 30, 2012 04:05 AM |
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Raistlin walks back with the branch, waving it a little bit before rejoining his companions. "We are victorious m'lord and lady!" Tanis's glare causes him to shut up and get over to them. It was now time to leave.
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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Mytical
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Undefeatable Hero
Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted April 30, 2012 09:21 AM |
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Edited by Mytical at 09:24, 30 Apr 2012.
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Walker was sort of evasive as to where exactly the allies came from. Just 'from a distant land'. Yes, they are frost giants..and they are willing to do whatever is required of them. Need them to guard something, they will guard..need them to lift heavy objects that humans can't..they will lift.
Walker tells you. "These are not like the Frost Giants you are use to, they are friends..I ask that you leave it at that."
As for trouble makers, not that the Sergent had noticed..most people are too focused on rebuilding to cause trouble. Right now the 'rebuild effect' has taken hold. The community is banding together to help each other..trouble makers will come..they always do. Right now, however, everybody's lending a helping hand to everybody else.
The messengers will leave first thing in the morning, and will stop by your tent then before heading out for instructions.
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AlkarRahn
Promising
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Divine Arcanist
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posted April 30, 2012 04:05 PM |
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"Right. Well," Kerym turns to the captain. "Thank you, Captain."
"And we go!"
Kerym runs, and jumps off the side of the ship.
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Mytical
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Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted April 30, 2012 08:17 PM |
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Middle of the ocean..
As you dive through the murky depths, it seems as if Brooke's warning is not really needed. Miles below the surface, you start seeing the devastation of whoever .. or whatever .. has come before you. Bodies everywhere...some skeletal or zombie like that have been ripped apart, and others of humanoid creatures the like you have never seen.
Then the city..powerful magic must have been used here. Huge gaping holes dot the city..entire sections torn down in what must have been an epic battle..one that the invading force won..but obviously was not prepared for. Normally powerful, obviously evil creatures, lay at the bottom..never to harm any other creature again. Dragons of the chromatic colors (Red, black, white, blue, and green), Beholders, etc..creatures that alone would be able to destroy entire armies..mauled beyond description..bad enough that even the necromancers could not raise the bodies...
Yes, the invading force may have won, but they suffered a devastating blow to do so. They have retrieved any major magical items from the city, but who knows what trinkets or such rest with the corpses...
After a through investigation of the city, it is obvious any artifacts are gone that may have been here.
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AlkarRahn
Promising
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Divine Arcanist
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posted May 01, 2012 12:02 AM |
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Kerym looks for the trinkets or such on the corpses. Maybe including a map or specific item that would give a clue of where the attacking force came from. He also attempts to get a few body parts that may be useful. Maybe some dragon scales.
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Kareeah_Indaga
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posted May 06, 2012 04:11 AM |
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((Walker: "These are not the droids you're looking for!"))
"This isn't going to be causing us problems later I hope," Aleron said sternly, but otherwise let it be.
((With the Sergeant...))
Aleron nodded and told the man to keep him informed if any issues came to light.
((Later...))
After meeting with the Sergeant, Aleron took a short detour out of sight. A quick illusion disguised the mage as a common laborer and he went to find a mess tent. Acting the part of his disguise, he obtained his food while surreptitiously checking and re-checking to ensure that neither the Count, nor any of his followers or obvious supporters were present.
Then, with careful use of suggestion, he planted the seed that the good Baron was not, in fact, the previous king's relative. He only planted the one seed of doubt for tonight: it would be incredibly suspicious for the rumor to be instantly all over camp unless it cared to spread that way on its own. Likewise, if every tongue in the city started wagging with the same story—as might happen if he repeated this performance in every mess tent and reconstructed barracks in town. These things warped in the telling even under normal circumstances.
So he kept it small for now, though he had a store of fodder to feed it with...the Count's mother had had an affair and the boy was not his father's. Her child had been stillborn, and she had replaced the baby with that of a servant or one of her relatives. The boy had been adopted outright when his 'father' proved impotent—this one Aleron particularly liked, as the Count's lack of siblings gave it realistic weight, and the scandal alone would have been sufficient reason to keep it quiet even before he became a realistic claimant for the throne. Eventually he might stir in the idea that the previous king's family had lost the Mandate of Heaven (( )), but that was for later...best to let it start as naturally as possible, and only prod it where necessary: that way all the force it gathered would be its own.
After dinner he slipped into private again and shed the disguise. Before retiring for the night he set to scrying, using the list of known survivors to pick out people on the borders he knew well enough to find with his magic ((since annoyingly the spell doesn't seem to work on areas)), noting the status of each and anything that seemed relevant or useful.
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Mytical
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Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted May 06, 2012 08:08 AM |
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Edited by Mytical at 08:57, 06 May 2012.
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You do your scrying, but of the list of survivors..not much is going on..most are scattered widely, and just trying to survive. In fact your scrying shows a very bleak scene. Besides this stronghold, and a stronghold on the other side of the kingdom (which seems to be rebuilding) there are so few people left..the kingdom is dying..something needs to be done soon if there is going to be hope to revive it.
"An I keep tellin ye, ye boneheaded pretty boy, tha if you let me..I can help. But nay, ye got the brains of a lumox. Always do get paired wit tha slow ones it seems. Listen ye peabrained halfwit..ifn I wanted to mess ya over, I could with out gettin yer permission. Ifn I wanted, I could make ya get up and do a merry jig. I donna wanna puppet, I want somebody who has more then half a brain."
((Yes..the crown is stubborn and full of itself lol))
Back in the Ocean.
You manage to collect what little there is to collect, but it is obvious that there is no artifacts left here. In fact there is very little here ((Once aboard the ship I will list what goodies you found..as for identifying if something is magical..and if so what it is..that is another matter))
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Mytical
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Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted May 06, 2012 09:48 AM |
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In the Caravan being sent to aid Aleron (spelling?)..
The mercenary captain pulls up short and barks out. "Alexander, Mod, Clint, and Berry. I don't like the looks of those trees ahead..too good a spot for an ambush. Go scout it out."
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NoobX
Undefeatable Hero
Now, this is a paradox...
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posted May 06, 2012 10:02 AM |
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"Aye! Nothing will stop me from geting my gold", Alexander responds and rides ahead.
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Ghost said:
Door knob resembles anus tap.
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Mytical
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted May 06, 2012 10:05 AM |
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Alexander and his group find nothing of interest in the forest, but just beyond it appears the Capitol they were supposed to be heading for. It is getting dusk, and he does see some shadowy figures slinking toward the capitol. It is already hard enough to spot them, come dark it would be near impossible, and if they are slinking..they are probably up to no good. There are at least 20 of them, too many for the small band he has with him..
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NoobX
Undefeatable Hero
Now, this is a paradox...
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posted May 06, 2012 10:11 AM |
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"We have to go back!", Alexander shouts and steers his horse back.
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Ghost said:
Door knob resembles anus tap.
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Mytical
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Undefeatable Hero
Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted May 06, 2012 10:12 AM |
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He and the group swiftly make it to the main group, waiting on word about the forest. The captain barks. "Report! Anything of interest?"
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NoobX
Undefeatable Hero
Now, this is a paradox...
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posted May 06, 2012 11:58 AM |
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"We have spoted some shadowy figures moving towards the Capital. We must ride on!", Alexander says with confidence. Captain agreed and ordered to move.
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted May 06, 2012 05:45 PM |
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((We were sort of leaving the caves, guys?))
Raistlin made his way back to the entrance of the caves warily, keeping to the shadows and being vigilant for any possible hostiles. He hies the glowing branch behind his back (cause it would be a dead give-away) and makes sure to check the ceilings. One surprise encounter with giant spiders was more than enough for a lifetime, thank-you-very-much.
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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NoobX
Undefeatable Hero
Now, this is a paradox...
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posted May 06, 2012 06:28 PM |
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Captain gave orders to move and Alexander was ready to spill some blood. He was in the front of the group ready to take on anyone in his way.
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Ghost said:
Door knob resembles anus tap.
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Mytical
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted May 06, 2012 06:53 PM |
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In the caves
The group makes it out of the caves without incident, no sign of the Death Knight, undead, or any other hazards. They must have indeed cleared out.
Back on the outskirts of the capital..
With the soldiers numbering in the hundreds, and the shadowy figures less then 50..it was not so much as a skirmish for the Mercenaries. The shadow figures are caught by surprise, but put up a respectable defense..for assassins. They are not warriors, however. One does manage to hit one of Alexander's allies with a dagger, and for some reason the trained warrior goes down..he doesn't look dead..but he definitely does not look good either. Alexander manages to avenge the hit..and notices that the blade the shadowy figure is holding has a green tint to it...
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NoobX
Undefeatable Hero
Now, this is a paradox...
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posted May 06, 2012 07:36 PM |
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"Poisoned dagger!", Alexander said to himself, " I won't die!!! Not me, nor my companions!". With these words he swings his sword and slices the figure in two pieces. But it was too late - his ally was wounded and poisoned...
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Ghost said:
Door knob resembles anus tap.
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Kareeah_Indaga
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Undefeatable Hero
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posted May 06, 2012 08:25 PM |
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((All right Dungeonmaster, I'll bite. ))
Aleron leaned back from his scrying with a thoughtful air. There were no signs of invading armies yet, which was a positive sign. Although he was going to have to find a way to scry the neighbors, as well; he might have to borrow some scouts from the Sergeant after all, annoying though it was.
"An I keep tellin ye, ye boneheaded pretty boy, tha if you let me..I can help. But nay, ye got the brains of a lumox. Always do get paired wit tha slow ones it seems. Listen ye peabrained halfwit..ifn I wanted to mess ya over, I could with out gettin yer permission. Ifn I wanted, I could make ya get up and do a merry jig. I donna wanna puppet, I want somebody who has more then half a brain."
"Very well, you overbearing ring of tin," Aleron replied, reminding himself that in the crown's twisted perspective, insults equaled affection. "What do you think we should do? And why, since apparently I've been going about it incorrectly."
He might as well hear it out—before he decided that the world didn't need saving so badly as that and threw it down a well.
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Mytical
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Undefeatable Hero
Chaos seeking Harmony
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posted May 06, 2012 08:32 PM |
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Edited by Mytical at 20:34, 06 May 2012.
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The crown seems to almost crow in satisfaction. "Alright ye stick of a girly man, here's what ye do. Come the marrow, gather all this rabble that ye got around here. I want you to make what passes for a inspirational speech, or as good as your mush for a brain can manage. Donna matter if the count be in the crowd er not. Tha speech doesn't have to be pretty, I'll handle the influencin part. Then..once the gang be riled up..tell em new leadership be needed. Don't ask them, TELL them that tha leader is you. Trust me boyo, with me on yer head..they will be eatin outta palm of yer hand. Ye think YOU are the only one I can be influencin ifn I wanna? Crown of destiny..remember?"
Outskirts of town...
It is too late after the fight to make it to the town, so the captain makes camp. However, the soldier needs medical attention NOW. "Alexander, head into town, take him with you. Find him medical aid NOW."
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