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Topic: Inconceivable Crusaders Q&A
Subject: Not true...
Technically; in my case Jevaf isn't even present, so I can't really post anything...
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 22:16:13.
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Topic: You Filthy Little Thief!!!
Subject: No, I'm not sleepy, honest!
Ocyari's eyes cloud over as she stares slightly. This was no good! She had to stay awake! Had to...
Ocyari crosses her arms, stifling yet another yawn as she pips up, "Well then, are we going or not? It's boring just standing here you know..."
Although the motion of crossing her arms makes her seem impatient, it is really just a cover for what she is really doing. Her hands subtly and barely move, and Ocyari bites her lip as she feels the two hard pinches she gives herself.
Stupid curfews. Ocyari bitterly thinks, I'd bet if I didn't have one I wouldn't be so sleepy.
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 21:00:55.
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Topic: Filthy Thief Q/A
Subject: Alright
Well, I was kind of waiting on the answer first before posting, but I suppose I should've gone ahead and posted as well anyway since it doesn't change much...
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 20:50:44.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Linsemptus - Q/A
Subject: Hmm...
Kaelyn told me he'll get to this in a little while, but where are the other two?
Wyrmsting, Hammer... wakey wakey ^_^
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 17:46:43.
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Topic: Welcome or Not!
Subject: Reminiscence
Sen smiles warmly, "You should already know that I will go with you." she says, retrieving the gemstone.
A power divided into eight... that reminds me of that world... Sen shakes her head, as her eyes become slightly cloudy; it wouldn't do to remember that world. Of all the worlds she's been to, that one was... sad.
I wonder, what will happen to these eight... I hope it's not the same as the four from that world. Sen thinks, despite her attempts at not thinking about it. But, I won't ask; if it is similar, then it'll be difficult enough for him without bringing it up.
"I..." Sen murmurs, "I do have questions, but I know they will be answered in time, when they are ready to be answered."
"Exchanges shouldn't just go one way; if you have questions of me as well, don't hesitate to ask, for I will answer as I can." Sen adds.
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 16:41:40.
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Topic: Filthy Thief Q/A
Subject: Umm...
So, is that alright if that happens?
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 16:07:12.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: No time like the present...
"I agree." Linnix nods toward Aelistae, "There's really no alternative, at least that I can think of."
However, as Linnix looks onward toward the keep, something seems to be amiss about it. Were they so cocky that they didn't feel like setting sentries? No, that just didn't seem right, but, whatever it may be, it wouldn't change the group's course of action. Yet... what if...
Linnix shakes her head firmly. No, don't start with the 'what if's; that will take more time than is available.
"Does anyone else have any ideas?" Linnix asks tentatively, startled by how loud her voice seems in the relative quiet.
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 16:03:42.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: Alright!
Character sheet and such PM'd...
Janelle "Rosetta" Hirta is accounted for ^_^
Oh, and here's a link to Meri and Eol's joint story: LINK
Posted on 2008-09-29 at 20:14:35.
Edited on 2008-09-29 at 20:16:55 by Reralae
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Topic: The Trilogy War
Subject: Fieryness
"We have to break through and get to the clearing I made; at least there we don't have to worry as much about the plants." Haila calls, before immediately reaching into her small pouch and pulling out a small, golden tube.
Transferring this to her left hand, she reaches in the pouch once more and pulls out a little bead, which seems to be almost like amber, but with a hint of cloudiness within it, which seem to be particles of dust or perhaps something else. Flicking the bead into the air, Haila snaps her fingers in a fluid motion underneath it, and it bursts into a small flame just beyond her fingertip as she utters the first arcane syllable.
She holds the tube in between the thumb and index finger of her left hand, as though she is ready to paint a masterpiece with it. All it needs is the right ink...
With a swift exchange, she sets the flame upon the end of the tube, now looking for all the world like a paintbrush's end made of fire. Her hand a blur, she sketches a small (about the size of an open palm) symbol in the air, made of fire, and encloses it within a circle, all the while keeping up with the arcane chant. Once the circle is drawn, it sparks into a small orb of fire, which she quickly brings her right palm behind, before bringing it forth and imparting the orb with momentum. Immediately, the orb multiplies into five, all of which streak forward to impact the plant wall before the party.
((Provided there's enough damage that it sizzles and burns))
"Normally at this point I'd be saying 'BBQ', but I'm not vegetarian." Niamedris's thinks aloud.
"I don't think you'd want to eat these plants anyway; I'm sure they have a bad taste." Haila returns.
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 18:04:17.
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Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: Hmm
I can't find 'minute golden tube' on Haila's character sheet =/
But the spell is prepared (and was before I stepped up as Haila), so I assume she has one?
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 17:29:07.
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Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: Spell information needed...
I don't think I have access to the information for the spell 'Melf's Minute Meteors' so if someone could post it, that'd be very helpful for me ^_^
I might not use that spell (well, chances are I won't) this round, but perhaps later...
Oh, and Tann, has the 'heart' increased it's pulse rate (from the glimpse or so we could see before the wall was made)?
Posted on 2008-09-28 at 17:15:30.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Let us continue on the path we have chosen
"Let's continue heading northward." Linnix suggests, "At least we can hope that the source of the horn earlier heard the one that sounded because of us, and we'll meet up somewhere halfway. After that we can see if we can piece together a plan then, using whatever information we can gain and provide, and if we don't meet up with those others, then we'll just have to do it ourselves, by ourselves."
"At this point there's not much we can do besides go on." Linnix murmurs, mostly to herself.
Posted on 2008-09-27 at 20:32:20.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: You're not the only one
Janelle is already done for the most part... I just need to finish writing up her background.
Hehehe, I'm going to have some fun with the Weird Delusion drawback too... 
Posted on 2008-09-27 at 18:03:10.
Edited on 2008-09-27 at 18:18:25 by Reralae
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Topic: Welcome or Not!
Subject: Elsewhere, and Here
In the moonlit alleyway stands a little girl with long, silvery hair. She wears a diaphanous blue gown, and held between her two hands is a circular mirror, facing in front of her. Her eyes are closed as she breathes deeply.
"She was here. The reflections remember a magic being used." The girl murmurs, as she opens her eyes. Unlike human eyes, which have pupils, this girl's eyes have no pupils, but have solid silver irises that appear almost like reflecting pools, reflecting everything she sees before her. "A Sylph's magic."
"So do the shadows." A whisper in the air responds, seemingly coming from a nearby shadow.
The girl smiles, "We've found her trail. By the way, what is he up to?"
"What we expected: as soon as he heard about an impending war he immediately started planning to, as he put it, 'join the party'." the whisper responds, unimpressed, "The fact that there's a rumour about a sylph involved only further gave him an excuse to go."
The girl giggles, "There's only one sylph in this world, and she wouldn't get involved with that. He is bizarre sometimes, but he does his job well."
"Are you two still just chatting? We have a job to do." A loud, gruff voice calls over, causing a couple of nearby houses to light up slightly as the occupants wearily light lanterns to see what the commotion is about.
"We were just leaving." The girl responds, "Shadow and I have decided to continue after the first sylph."
"Heh, suit yourself. Although, I have to admit you two might not let me have so much fun if you tagged along." The man responds, walking up. He easily towers over her, standing at a tall 6'7", wearing a dull red breastplate among more battle-worn and barely protective leggings and chain. His most distinctive feature, however, is easily his eyes. They are completely red, with a dull glow to them that only intensifies as he thinks about the war. He grins malevolently, with his short red hair messily making the gesture more grotesque, "I think I'll make a head start to it."
Turning around and rolling her eyes, the girl responds, "Whatever. Give Shadow and I one minute to leave the town at least."
"Of course; it might give a chance for the city guard to show up as well. That always adds a bit more flare to it." The man laughs.
"Shadow, let's go." The girl says stiffly, walking into a nearby shadow.
The shadow seems to intensify in darkness, shrouding everything within it, before returning to normal, except without the girl that was within it.
"Heh, she doesn't know what she's missing." The man says manically.
"You there! Some people are trying to sleep around here." A guard says running up, "I can hear your voice from my post at the end of the street."
"Good; I meant it to." The man returns, rushing toward the guard.
Taken aback by such a reckless manoeuvre, the guard quickly realizes this is no time to be hesitant with weaponry, and brings his sword to bare, slicing deeply into the man's unprotected arm. However, instead of grunting in pain and stopping, the man grins and continues forward, blood seeping from his wound.
"Good! However, you'll have to do far more than that to stop me!" He bellows, bringing his hand upward.
With a sickening sound, a blade of bizarre redness, seemingly a mix between dried blood and a glowing, red substance, forms forth from the knuckles, seemingly from the man's blood. The guard slashes across the man's breastplate, his eyes widening as this man towers over him, inhuman. The man's eyes glowing ablaze, he brings his fist forth and seemingly punches the man in the chest, however, the blade at the front of the fist tears through the guard's armour, and likewise punctures straight through his heart. The guard's limp body crumbles to the ground as more guards quickly arrive to the scene.
The man raises his single blade into the air, and an aura of red engulfs him and his blade.
"Darkside has come to town!" He bellows as he swings horizontally across with the blade.
A chaotic, twisting and explosive wave of red spreads like a shockwave from the arc, easily shredding anything in its path, whether it is buildings or people or animals. At the same time, Darkside forms another blade from his other hand, and smashes the other half of the town.
"I wonder when Sen'll realize I'll just do this to everywhere she's been until we get her." Darkside murmurs amidst the carnage.
"Well then... I have a war to massacre." Darkside murmurs, as he lazily walks toward his destination; the location of the war-to-be.
"I hope he doesn't do anything rash or drastic." Sen murmurs as she walks up to the place, hoping to be able to support Erihsehc as best she can.
Walking into the room where Erihsehc sits, the brief encounter before where he seemed to be in a similar position flashes through Sen's mind.
"Are you alright?" She asks carefully of the man.
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 22:16:00.
Edited on 2008-09-28 at 17:22:47 by Reralae
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Topic: Filthy Thief Q/A
Subject: Well...
I can't speak for everyone else, but I know Ocyari will be needing sleep soon.
I know we're not supposed to split up, but in this situation, would it be viable for the needing members of the group (namely Ocyari and probably one other who's going to make sure she gets to bed as well as get some sleep themselves) disappear for the remainder of the night to find and get accommodations for the night while those who choose to continue despite fatigue have the chance to do so?
I imagine that'd be the course of action that'd be hinted toward, with the main idea of getting the actual delivery done and out of the way (maybe so the parcel doesn't run away or do something weird while we're sleeping...), which doesn't require everyone being present, then sleep for those who are not already sleeping, and then listen to the information being provided by Mr. Stuart the next day...
That seems to be what's going through my mind right now anyway... so, what do you think?
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 21:05:37.
Edited on 2008-09-26 at 21:28:45 by Reralae
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: I could help...
With character creation Merideth ^_^
Umm... maybe not right now, but I'll send you some of the foundations for character creation, and then I can try to come up with the statistics for your character based on the concept you give me 
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 16:46:30.
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Topic: Witchcraft rpg
Subject: "What makes you think I am a Witch?"
I'm also quite interested, and I actually have a character concept that seems to be taking blossom in my mind.
I'll need to know a bit more about the setting we'll use to see if the character is viable, but I think it'll work quite well ^_^
Well, later!
Posted on 2008-09-26 at 05:00:52.
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Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: There
Edited in accordance to the dimensions; Haila will probably be aiming at the lower right corner of the room, so the fireball will blossom from there... provided no stupid plant gets in the way of the initial path...
Posted on 2008-09-22 at 02:27:19.
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Topic: Poetry of Reralae
Subject: Flight
To spread one's wings and to take off in flight,
It truly doesn't matter whether it's day or night.
To soar in the air, above the world and free,
It truly doesn't matter what things choose to be.
Above the world, part of it yet not,
From here it is easy to see what is sought.
Choose for oneself, which direction to take,
The future is one's own to find and make.
Sometimes one falls, to hit the ground below,
It is natural, for through falls one will grow.
Just take a leap to get back in the air,
Soar even if life doesn't seem fair.
In the air, the horizon is just that much more,
Whether it is day or night, it is another door,
The boundary between here and there,
And it is easiest to reach by air.
Hold the key to the door within one's hand,
If you know where it is, time runs out of sand.
The key to the boundary to be neither in day or night,
Fly to the beauty of the true twilight.
Posted on 2008-09-21 at 19:19:48.
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Topic: The Trilogy War
Subject: Morbuzakh?
"Well, so much for that." Haila mutters disdainfully.
She glances back and forth; this was not good, but at the same time, she couldn't afford to get the trajectory wrong and end up hitting either one of the party or nothing. Seeing where everyone is, she notes it'd be best to clear a section for everyone somewhere by the middle where they can all get to. Deciding on the spot, it was only a matter to clearcut the plants there. The only problem was the room was too bloody small!
"Get over here to the corner!" Haila yells as she moves to the corner (upper left on the map).
(If everyone gets out of the way, will be delaying until it happens, if it happens)
Moving quickly, Haila weaves her hands about an invisible pattern wrought from memory, with the individual lines jagged and yet also flowing, all the while murmuring carefully and intoning the words to draw out the arcane power. With that done, the spot decided upon, and the spell cast, Haila could only hope these plants weren't fire-resistant.
((Casting Fireball and trying to get as many of the plants as possible without hitting anyone of the party))
Posted on 2008-09-21 at 17:29:29.
Edited on 2008-09-22 at 02:25:11 by Reralae
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Topic: You Filthy Little Thief!!!
Subject: Getting sleeeepy...
As everyone makes their way back to the table, Ocyari stifles a yawn. Ugh, she was too used to her stupid curfew! She shakes her head, trying to clear it of that misty, thick fog that is sleepiness. She absently bumps into Miran once on the way back to the table, but is fine other than that.
Seeing how it seems people are moving on rather than staying here (which Ocyari couldn't blame them for, with how boring it is here), Ocyari quickly follows.
"Don't forget me!" She says as she follows the other, seemingly hasty, members of the group.
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 19:03:28.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Fading into Darkness
Riding through enemy territory, apprehension grabs Linnix about the shoulders, its cold claws sinking into her skin. She had to be wary; she had to be able to tell where the enemy was. However, as the ride went on, Linnix could only look on in dismay.
Shapes in the distance, previously a bland grey to her eyes, began to be shrouded in a mist, obscuring their forms. The mist grows thicker and darker, like a blanket of fog that removes all sight. Except it isn't fog; it's darkness.
As the last traces of her vision disappear, Linnix sighs. Once, she used to be afraid of the dark, when she was very little. Over time she had adapted to it as she grew, before being forced to with her chosen 'occupation'. Still, when she was able to see through it, perhaps that gave her a different view of darkness. Sometimes it is something through which things hide, but if one can see through it, everything looks a lot more similar. Perhaps it's the shades of grey that everything appears as, but Caera's words rung with a hint of truth.
In the rays of the moon, uncoloured by the sun, everyone is equal, if not the same.
* * *
The torches along the side snap Linnix out of her reminisce, and while she glares at them as though she could once again see through the darkness, they go out. The implication is immediately realized by Linnix, and she pulls out her bow after bringing Tock to a stop.
When Aelistae's lights provide luminescence to the immediate area, Linnix raises her bow.
Perhaps we are the same, but I cannot let you hurt my friends. Linnix resolves, your aggression will be returned swiftly.
She fires at the closest gob/gnoll to her.
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 18:53:08.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Linsemptus - Q/A
Subject: Regarding the items from the armoury
If you'd like to have the technical term, you are effectively requisitioning the equipment from the Council, which means that you pay nothing for them, and are effectively borrowing them.
There would not be a magical staff in the armoury, as that is a far more potent item that would have to be asked for directly. (with only a something-percent chance of one actually being available)
Ammunition of course is quite available, so feel free to choose bolts for yourself. (with a maximum of 30 units of ammunition for each player)
And I wouldn't worry about your squad Sib; Dev might make comic relief now and then with things he'll do, but when things get serious, he'll be a fairly strong ally. Likewise with the rest of the group (with the exception of Mist, who's always serious).
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 17:56:25.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: And here be the others
"Hey! Why don't they have any Holy Katars?!" Dev shouts in frustration, which is the only thing heard before a massive clang of multiple pieces of weaponry and armour hitting the floor rings throughout the citadel.
"Whoops, my bad." Dev's voice can be heard as a slight cloud of dust is blown out of the armoury by the commotion.
"Ugh, when will you ever take care and take things seriously?" Mist's voice is heard in exasperation.
"Maybe when you stop being such a stick-in-the-mud, Mist, or maybe when I'm not bored." Dev's voice can be heard responding.
Yin rolls his eyes, a motion easily spotted by Willow, Armand and Denuan.
"I'd better check on them." Yin mutters aloud before wandering over to the armoury himself.
Sora and Farah can both be seen glancing into the armoury, although definitely looking as though they don't want to get involved.
"Well, that was mildly interesting." Sora says aloud.
"I hope it doesn't take too long to clean up." Farah murmurs.
"They do have magic at their disposal riiight?" Sora replies, "So it should be easy."
"Sora, Farah!" Yin calls from right behind them.
"Hey! Don't sneak up on me like that!" Sora says, jumping in spite of himself, swiftly turning around, and knocking Farah into the armoury as a result.
"Whoa!" She calls, and there is another cacophonous array of more metallic noise.
"Is that a Holy Katar?" Dev's voice can be heard after the commotion.
Giving a loud sigh, Yin calls into the armoury, "Alright, I want you four to make this room as tidy as it was before any of you went in. Yes, that includes all of you, Mist, Dev, Farah and Sora."
After a bit of groaning, the sounds of racks being lifted back into place and weapons and armour being placed back echo out into the citadel. Previously unnoticed, there is the sound of a door to the right closing as a couple pairs of footsteps echo in the hall.
"Is this it?" A slightly gruff voice is heard.
"You've forgotten already, Akihiko?" Snaps the voice of an influential-sounding woman.
"Sheesh, you're not in a good mood today, Mitsuru." The first voice responds.
Quickly reaching the others already there, and standing in approximately the same spot as the centre two members of the Council were, the woman, evidently named Mitsuru, immediately introduces the two of them. She has long, dark red hair which falls over one eye, leaving the other, her left, in view. She is dressed almost as though she is at the same level of influence as the Council, with well fashioned yet functional and practical clothing and at her side is an elegant rapier. Beside her stands a man who is dressed casually, compared to Mitsuru; he wears a simple garment of one who is used to travel, and carries his jacket held over his shoulder by his right hand. He has short, grey hair and what seems to be a bandage above his right eye. In his left hand he carried a pair of spiked gauntlets, and is apparently a close-combat person.
"I am Mitsuru Kirijo, and this is Akihiko Senada. As you likely guessed, we are here to aid in this quest." Mitsuru says formally.
"Hey." Akihiko says casually in greeting.
"My actual purpose here will be partly to oversee this operation." Mitsuru continues, "Not as a commander of course, however, I will suggest you heed my advice; I am skilled at providing tactical information, and is thus why I was commissioned by the Council."
"If you're wondering why I'm here, I'm here because it seems like good training." Akihiko says, shrugging.
Mitsuru rolls her eyes, "As I have told you before Akihiko, this isn't a game."
"Yeah, I know." Akihiko replies, "You don't need to remind me."
There is a loud clang as the front gate opens briefly, and turning, everyone sees a person dressed in black, with a black hood obscuring their face, step into the hall. In their right hand is held a beautiful yet apparently dangerous scythe which seems to have a dull blue sheen to its metallic appearance. They step carefully, yet the noise of their footsteps radiates coldly in the hall. They are unhesitant as they approach the group, each step taken with care, yet each step deliberate.
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 06:08:51.
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Topic: Borden Murder Case File
Subject: No problem
It was fun while it lasted, it's not everyday I get to play the archaic English maid; most settings are futuristic or fantasy in the campaigns I've been in ^_^
Posted on 2008-09-20 at 04:57:46.
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