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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: wow
hey, Valimar posted again! I'll go read you guys' conversation now.
Posted on 2007-09-13 at 15:41:31.
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Topic: Almerin discovered computer art
Subject: Almerin discovered computer art
Hey everybody,
I've been messing around in Photoshop a bit, and here are some results. Hope you'll enjoy them.
Elandor is my character for the game of Noldaria Final War, here on the Inn.
This transformer was drawn by Fantasy, and coloured in by me using the computer and drawing tablet.
This halfling barbarian was once a sketch that I did, and after years he finally got some colour.
Posted on 2007-09-12 at 17:04:15.
Edited on 2007-09-12 at 17:05:11 by Almerin
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Topic: yet another movie thread...
Subject: Dragon Wars
Watch the trailer here
Looks cool, right?
Posted on 2007-09-12 at 09:54:26.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: seleta
Skari: Vidar should know what a Seleta is. It is a word that Khords (dwarves) use for trademark. It is a translation of the word in the Khordaldrum language. A seleta is placed on the weapon by its creator. In other words, if the sign of the creator is on Haircutter, your Grandfather's axe, AND on the other weapons, then they were all created by the same Khord.
Posted on 2007-09-11 at 19:39:37.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: on another note
Dragon Mistress, what do you intend to do with the flower? I wrote that it will open and bloom when the sun is at its highest point. But I would like to know how you will handle it after that. Will you transport it, do something with it right there, paste it up, grind the oil out, keep it whole?
Posted on 2007-09-11 at 19:32:21.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: updated
game is updated. I would like to hear what each of you thinks about the situation. Please consider this wisely and in-character. 
Posted on 2007-09-08 at 12:01:47.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: lotus, tower
Londelirinen Kingdom
Sylvari village
3rd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
7:55 pm
The young mage replied to Elessarae’s mentioning of the goblin with an expression of a kid caught with its hand in the cookie jar.
“There won’t be any more questioning the goblin, I’m afraid. When I said it cracked, I wasn’t speaking in a figurative way. The senior mages had no patience with the creature. But they were certain they dug up all the information the goblin could possibly have.”
The young wizard turned and called a guard. After a quick exchange of words, the guard ran off. The mage spun his attention on Elessar again.
“We will get you a fresh horse, and one of our guards will accompany you on your trip. We cannot afford to lose more of our manpower. I sure hope this story you heard is more than just a myth. We need that flower. Or some other form of cleansing that works fast.”
The guard that had run off returned seated atop a black horse with a hide that glittered with pride. In her hands she held the reigns of a second steed, without rider. Elessar herself could feel the weariness of the day take its toll, but she climbed the mount and led the way. The guard and Comrade, as expected, followed closely.
Swiftly they travelled south, their hooves-fall a thunder in the quiet forest, rolling steadily along the road. As to accompany the storm of their journey, it began to rain, slowly at first, but with growing drops. With barely a pause they travelled deep into the night. Flashes of close lightning illuminated the path occasionally.
Little before midnight they arrived at the place where the encampment had been. The Sylvari travellers were gone, and only with her trained eye could Elessar see the traces of their stay. Yawning, she searched for the spot where she had dug a hole with her dagger and mixed the waters of both rivers. Although it should’ve been easy to find, the bladesinger’s sleepy mind could not recall the exact location. The Sylvari guard assured her that it was better to rest, and continue their search in the morning. And so it happened.
The next morning they woke up from Comrade neighing loudly. They found him a little up ahead in the swampy forest. He was standing over a little puddle, and in that puddle stood a small plant with bright green leaves that lay on the water surface. It was an abomination to the disconsolate and misty bogs, a small beacon of hope in a land of sorrow. A little bud crowned the thin stem that grew out of the puddle. It was only a matter of hours until it would bloom.
(OOC: You’ve found the Lotus, and if you wait until midday, when the river of Light is at its brightest, it will bloom up before you. What you do with it then is the question of course. Good job remembering the flower-story, btw.)
Alloryen Kingdom
The Exaulted Tower
2nd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
5:21 pm
Thondrek was out of the tower, and before his companions’ eyes he blinked a few times, and was then back at full visibility. He had managed to get out of the tower fast enough for the spell to last. To think what would’ve happened if the magic had waned off when the bear creature was at him.
He quickly recited what he had seen in the tower, and before any of them could react, Geim stepped forward and declared his will to test his blades.
Lady Quilanday the bladesinger looked at the Khords, then nodded.
“We cannot be certain there are no survivors. There might still be information to be found, and indeed, those two bears need to be put out of our misery. I’m going to enter the tower, but I cannot ask you to join me. If you do, it will speak for your bravery and I will be eternally grateful. But you do realize these are no normal bears. I have heard stories of this affliction, and if they were able to lay down a tower full of wizards…. you get my point. Are you with me?”
(OOC: this is a very serious question, since this might very well mean the end of some of your characters. It will be a HARD battle, and indeed no badger that you can overpower easily.)
Posted on 2007-09-08 at 12:00:51.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Yay
Tann's back! Yay! He survived! Yay! 
Alright, everybody. Brianna has made her first post in our game as Geimiedefher. Please give her a warm welcome to our board! 
Posted on 2007-09-07 at 07:35:43.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: sure thing
That's alright, Chris. Get better soon!
Also: if you're sick your update won't be as good. And I expect quite a post after the description I gave you. 
Posted on 2007-09-06 at 15:46:26.
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Topic: DND Trivia Game
Subject: passing question
If we keep passing easy questions, there's no point in this game.
Therefore: the answer is: 1d10 for medium and 1d8 for small creatures.
New questions:
Name at least ONE character class from the 3.5 Player's Handbook that was not in the 2nd edition PHB.
(You get bonus points for naming more, but first answer is first win)
Posted on 2007-09-04 at 15:23:11.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: and there it is
a nice long description of Thondrek's journey through this tower of destruction.
Posted on 2007-09-02 at 09:39:11.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: there's your description :)
Alloryen Kingdom
The Exaulted Tower
2nd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
5:16 pm
In the midst of the blood splattered destruction, Thondrek tried to keep a calm head. It wasn’t easy, even for a battle hardened Khord. Channelling the magical flow of the Tides he shifted his vision to a more colourful spectrum. The walls were heavily protected by magic, and Thondrek had to squint his eyes to see through the overwhelming power. But aside from the walls, he noted only some faint arcane power on the overturned table, a mix of divination and illusional magic. The absence of occult items in a wizards’ tower was unsettling to say the least. But concentrating harder, the Duskblade perceived a softer glow, hardly visible under the strong abjuration on the walls. There had been plenty of magic in this room, but its source was now gone, leaving a residue that slowly ebbed away.
Under the overturned table, Thondrek found a hole in the floor, where a marble staircase spiralled to a lower level. Clinging to the walls, the Khord followed the blood stained series of monoliths, to enter a room that had once been a laboratory. Shards of glass and broken equipment lay scattered over the floor. The furniture in this room, tables, chairs and cabinets, had been flung against the walls, knocked aside and splintered to pieces. On a table that had been cracked in half lay the lifeless body of a Sylvari mage, fairly intact except for the strangely twisted neck. Empty eyes stared right at Thondrek, but kept their lock on the wall as the Khord moved on. This laboratory had also been stripped of any magical items, and another hole in the floor lead Thondrek to another level as his detection spell flickered and went out.
The room below had been a research room, or library, for it was covered with books and closets that lay toppled over. The wall was lined with maps of the Sylvari empire, sketches of strange animals, drawings of white willows and a rough map of the continent of Antaron. Most of these were filthy with blood and scorched, for a heavy battle had raged on this level of the tower. But what was most striking was the dead carcass of a bear-like creature that was spread on top of the flattened bookshelves. It’s hide was burnt, and a massive hole in its flank displayed its organs, maggots already feasting upon them. Strange growths, similar to those on the badger of Birch-Root, sprouted from its body, and its face was hardly recognizable as that of a bear. It was dark, and frozen in a snarl with too large teeth for the size of its mouth. Its eyes were closed, but lay further into the skull than should be, and its features seemed covered by a veil of shadow, even in the strong artificial light that illuminated the room.
The only place on the floor not covered by book-cases was the opening to the next floor, and Thondrek continued his journey through this devastated tower.
Level after level did he go through, all of them destroyed; the stage of an insane slaughter. But he found no valuables, no magical items, no gems, and hardly any bodies, until he reached a level close to the ground. It was a dark level, and he was thankful for his darkvision, for going about this level by touch would’ve meant his ending.
There was no telling what this room had once been, for it had been taken from this earthly dimension to portray the habitat of a murderous lunatic. Bodies had been stacked up into a corner, but layering the complete floor. The pile extended to the ceiling, and curved strangely, defying the laws of gravity. On closer inspection, Thondrek realized they had been strangely mended together with a gooey material, and it had been hardened by items of value from all over the tower. There were Erlenmeyer flasks, cloaks, scrolls, maps, weapons, clothes, broken pieces of wood and metal used as fortification to create some sort of nest. And in that crevice of horror lay a bear-like creature, similar, but bigger than the one Thondrek had found earlier. Around the creature, several large, wormy maggots were crawling over and into the bodies of the Sylvari sages; some as large as Thondrek’s arm. The twisted bear was sleeping; a furry ball of darkness nesting as a Queen in its own territory.
Continuing, Thondrek found two more levels. The first was as ruined as the other ones, but suddenly no longer inoccupied. From the lowest level came another one of the twisted bears. It took the stairs with four legs, but as it entered the second level, it took on a bipedal movement and started scurrying through the room. Front paws went over cabinets and opened drawers. Red eyes glowed below dark brows and the long teeth dripped saliva, lips no longer able to close. Its muscles were bulged, and its general build had become more humanoid than animal, with a larger torso with broad shoulders in comparison to its legs. Wicked teeth grew from its back also, bone eruptions in random places. The creature gave up its search and took the stairs towards the twisted nest. As it past Thondrek, its hairs slightly brushed over the Khords face, and they were hard as needles.
Then the creature was gone, and Thondrek moved to the final floor, where he found the double doors where his friends were waiting on the other side. A big lock was set upon it from the inside, but the key was laying in the floor below it, cast aside or knocked away or forgotten in a moment of terror. Turning it slowly in the lock, Thondrek managed to release the doors without a sound. One of them swung open with a soft rusty creak, but then the cool air swept over him once more.
Posted on 2007-09-02 at 09:37:40.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: you can say that
Roof is flat, and there is are several windows in this room, and one opening in the floor, where a spiral staircase goes down to the next level.
What is your intension precisely in this tower? Do you want valuables, find survivers, information for the bladesinger, etc etc.
And do you intend to interfere with anything going on, IF anything is going on, or do you want to make your way out again without touching anything, waiting for your companions to aid you?
If I know all of that, I could try to update your entire experience in the tower in one update.
Posted on 2007-09-01 at 17:06:18.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: updated
updated, and I think there is plenty of stuff to post now. So don't wait for it!!!!
Skari: Vidar is on 18 HP right now, and not feeling very superduper.
Posted on 2007-09-01 at 10:27:35.
Edited on 2007-09-01 at 10:28:12 by Almerin
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: lots of development
Londelirinen Kingdom
Sylvari village
3rd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
7:54 pm
Elessar didn’t have a lot of time to act. The goblin captain was coming her way. She looked at the barn where the troll was still howling. She would have loved to set it on fire, but seconds were running, and she had a bigger picture to look at.
Therefore she left the troll to itself, and grabbed the goblin from the mud. As she lifted it, the creature took a deep slobbering breath. It had been lying with its nose covered in wet sand, and had not been able to breathe. She flung the unconscious goblin over Gharion’s back, where she bound him hastily. Then a snarled call came from the doorway of the inn. The goblin captain had spotted the bladesinger, and he was not pleased.
“To arms!!! We’ve been discovered! Sylvari flesh!!”
He drew a wicked looking, curved blade and sprinted at Elessarae. She sprang onto her steed, just in time to avoid a blow. The goblin aimed for a second strike, but suddenly two hooves bludgeoned it aside. Comrade had knocked him into the muddy village square, and bought Elessar enough time to grab hold of the captive goblin and rush Gharion to a run.
Arrows flew from the inn, and one hit Elessar in the shoulder. She grit away the pain, and rode on, out of the range of goblin wrath.
An hour later she found the Flame Keep again, ablaze in the setting sun. (OOC: I don’t know what you want to do with the arrow, so I’ll leave it up to you to write when you take it out.)
Things went quickly at the Keep. Now she had a goblin captive, the mages at Runya Nost were more friendly and eager to help her. They took over the goblin from her, and healed her wound. Another arrow was sticking from Comrade’s hip, and though the young moonhorse hadn’t complained once, it had been bothering him greatly.
An hour went by since she had arrived. Then a young mage came up to her, and informed her that the goblin had cracked. At first, it wouldn’t give away anything, obviously frightened more of something other than the elves. With a little magical persuasion the mages had found out that the goblins were sent from their camp in the Chakran Mountains to poison certain willows. What the poisoning resulted in, the goblin did not know, but it wasn’t a hard question to answer. From the description of the poison, the mages concluded that it caused the distorted animals, and a remedy could be found to heal the trees.
“We need the essence of the Rilma Lotus, an exotic and legendary flower that is said to bloom only when the sun shines at its brightest. It has a healing power that will cleanse the willows from the goblin filth. But we need to locate this flower, and those willows, but we have no idea where to look. We’ve only heard of the Rilma Lotus, and know that it can not be cultivated or tamed, for some reason. Perhaps you could aid us by returning to the village. We believe on of the poisoned willows should be close to it. Return with information as soon as possible.”
Alloryen Kingdom
The Exaulted Tower
2nd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
5:10 pm
Alyssia had cast her magics on Thondrek. Then Loda took her turn to grant him the power of sticky spider legs. Little hooks and hairs sprung from Thondrek’s hand, not hindering him, but allowing him more grip on the rough stone. After a big sigh, the Khord placed himself against the wall, and started to climb.
In the meantime, Alyssia realized she had not used all of her powers to find a way in. Praying to her goddess, she let go of her normal vision and a curtain of vivid colours fell over the world as she cast her detect magic spell. She looked at her companions. Some items brightened up, and she realized there was a nice amount of magic divided over them.
Then she turned her gaze towards the tower, and had to avert her eyes immediately. The door and walls radiated a magic of Abjuration so strong, it overwhelmed her. She could almost feel the heat of this energy radiating over her body. Looking at this intense power was too much for her to handle, and she had to let go of her spell.
At that point, Thondrek had reached the high window, and he carefully peered over the edge of the window sill. The arm that hung from the window had been severed from a body that lay on the ground under the window. The puddle of blood that had gushed from it was already drying in the warm afternoon. Beyond the arm lay a room that had been the theatre of a dreadful play. The walls were covered in a shower of blood. A big round table that had once born a scale model of the Sylvari empire, had been knocked over. Papers and wood were strewn around the room, soaking up the filth and gore from a certain massacre. In the syrupy layer that clung to the stone floor were large prints that looked like a bear’s. But the pattern was chaotic, like the plan for a wild dance of pandemonium. The body that lay against the window was beheaded, and unrecognizable. But besides this mutilated corpse, there were no other signs of victims to be seen.
(OOC: I would gladly continue right now, but I must give you the opportunity to react to this first, right? And Vesper: check your PMs )
Inhabited Cave
South-west Chakran Mtns.
28th day of the 7th month: Pfier
12:47 am
After imbibing the potion, Vidar felt slightly better. His muscles ached, the places on his body where the wounds had been itched and burned. The healing liquid had saved his life and stopped the freely flowing blood, but he was far from healthy. Listening carefully, he waited for the sounds of other fishmen to come. But the caves remained silent, and the Khord relaxed somewhat.
Now he had the chance to take a look around. The cave he was standing in was fairly empty. There was some damp and rotting furniture: a small cabinet, a table with a lantern on it, two beds with filthy straw, and three chairs that looked ready crack down if one sat in them.
With his weapons back in his hands, Vidar dared to search around a bit. Perhaps he would find something interesting or useful.
The beds were the first thing he looked at. In between the straw he found two small pouches. One was filled with silver coins (30 SP in total), the other with old fish heads). The table had a drawer, which held an old parchment with writings of an alphabet Vidar didn’t know. Last was the cabinet. It took some prying to get the doors open, but beyond them lay a small opening that contained a layer of dust, and under that a pouch with 20 GP and 3 gems that Vidar knew to be quite valuable (100 GP each).
The cabinet finally had a small drawer, which also contained a pouch. Apparently, pouches were used to keep the dampness from moulding the items of greater value. This pouch held a leather scroll, the Vidar unrolled carefully. On it, was a drawing that stunned the warrior to his core.
He had seen this drawing before, though it seemed far away: it was the image of a series of weapons: two swords, a dagger, a halberd, a hammer, and an interesting axe. This drawing had been made with ink, and was very detailed. The axe bore the Seleta, a trademark that smiths placed on their creation, that Vidar knew was imprinted on Haircutter, his grandfather’s axe. To his astonishment he recognized the same rune on the other weapons. And now he looked at the other weapons more intensely, he saw the obvious resemblance between all of them.
(OOC: I need to know which way you’re heading next, so let me know )
Posted on 2007-09-01 at 10:23:06.
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Topic: yet another movie thread...
Subject: omg
I remember seeing Fantastic 4 in theaters and coming out disillusioned. What a bad movie that was.
Right now, we finished watching part II: the Silver Surfer, and I just can't believe we actually saw the whole thing. The acting was corny and bad, the dialogue idiotically predictable, and the action... well... nothing we haven't seen before, and actually of worse quality than you would expect from such a big movie.
For all of those of you with good taste in movies who wanted to go see this: Don't.
Posted on 2007-08-27 at 20:11:44.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: yep
While you put on the new Talisman/Holy Symbol, your connection with Kith-Jora is suddenly so complete, for once he will allow you to alter one spell in a divine spur of inspiration. How's that?
Posted on 2007-08-27 at 15:46:47.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: know what?
If you are so set on using the Spider Climb method, I hereby give an OK for spiderclimb. Jozan or no Jozan. I don't want to control player's characters, but on absense, I will. He might be really sick again, he was last time he disappeared, remember?
Posted on 2007-08-26 at 15:03:23.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: wow, that was intense
you're making me cry, Tann. 
I updated for you, Skari. So I hope to see posts in by Friday from ALL of you. That means you too Tann, vacation is no excuse!
Oh crap, he already left...
Posted on 2007-08-26 at 14:51:27.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: tough one
Inhabited Cave
South-west Chakran Mtns.
28th day of the 7th month: Pfier
12:45 am
Vidar was stuck. He was facing four fishmen, and he had nothing upon him to fight with. His weapons were only a room away, and that thought blocked all other logic out of the Khord. He needed to get his gear back!
Retreating back into one of the cells, he readied himself for the plan he had come up with. He threw the plank of wood as hard as he could into the cell opposing the one he was hiding in. The board made a hollow wooden sound as it smashed upon the rocks, broke in half and landed on the wet floor in pieces. A commotion had broken loose in the cave where the fishmen were guarding Vidar’s weapons. Seconds later, two of them came skulking into the tunnel, and investigated the sound. They walked past the Khord and went into the other cells. Vidar took his chance and tip toed around the corner and into the cave. The remaining two fishmen didn’t notice him at first, so he sprinted for his weapons. His bootfalls echoed heavily through the cave, and the fishmen’s attention was drawn towards him quickly. They dove for him as he reached for his war axe.
Their bites missed him by inches, and their claws could not penetrate his armor or grab him fast enough. He was upon his axe, and swung it around. It his one of the fishmen hard in the shoulder. Skin split, and a green slime burst from the cut. Vidar could hear the other two fishmen return and had to move quickly. Again he lashed out, at the same fishmen, and hit it in the neck. The creature fell down hard and remained stiff on the ground. Its brother was now upon Vidar with a full attack. It clung to Vidar’s armor and thrust a clawing hand into the Khord’s face. Pain and blood welded up under the piercing nails.
Vidar knocked the creature aside with his axe, but he had been delayed too long. The other two guards were upon him and dug their teeth in his flesh.
The Khord lashed and swung with his axe around in a raging frenzy. One of the fishmen fell down in a shower of green blood and slime. Only one remained, but it appeared tougher than the others. For a minute they were engaged in a heavy battle, dodging and lunging at each other. Vidar hit the creature, but only hindered its movement. Then the beast was upon him and slashed a deep gash into the warrior’s neck. Dizzied, Vidar cut one last time, and hit with a lucky strike. The fishmen gurgled and died, but Vidar was in a bad state himself. He had survived, but was hanging on to his life by a thin thread that could snap any moment.
(OOC: You must be one lucky mofo for surviving this, excuse the language please. The dice really favored you, Skari. But Vidar is bleeding severely and on extremely low HP)
Posted on 2007-08-26 at 10:37:34.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: not invisible
you're not invisible... you're blurry. As in the Blur spell. That's hardly invisible :S
Posted on 2007-08-25 at 19:50:52.
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Topic: yet another movie thread...
Subject: finished
just finished watching 1408, and it was indeed highly enjoyable for a scary movie. Movie is better than the book in this case actually. Lots of scary moments, and more 'terrible' at time than f.i. Saw II and III. Where the latter show everything explicitly, 1408 does not have gore, but a more psychological kind of horror mixed with good-old scary moments.
TUP:
Posted on 2007-08-25 at 12:55:17.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: hey!
Thanks for revising your post a bit... but... it's 4 fishmen, not 2.
Posted on 2007-08-25 at 12:07:24.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: we're still there
Yep, updates are in.
you'll have to come up with some kind of plan. I still like the spiderclimb one, and I think it would work too. But it's not the only possibility. If Jozan isn't posting this week, and you don't come up with anything else, we will assume that Loda casts spiderclimb. But if you find another way, I'll give you all an extra 100 XP.
Dragon Mistress: you have some choices to make now. Have fun!
Skari dono, I am very sorry for not updating for you. I just don't want to fake my rolls and have Vidar come out of a battle victoriously when his chances of winning are about 30%. I will do my best to update for you, once you've posted, even if it's not in the weekend.
One last thing: Olan and I have decided that he is not going to continue playing Geimiedefher. He hasn't been posting a lot so I asked him to resighn. He agreed. Therefore, we have an opening. While I have promised Brianna to let her know when an opening came up, I will only give the part away if she wants to play Geim. I'm not going to have another new character come in. If Brianna doesn't want him, we'll open a recruitment thread.
Posted on 2007-08-25 at 10:49:12.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: the key is just under the door mat, wuhahahaa.... not really
Alloryen Kingdom
The Exaulted Tower
2nd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
5:09 pm
Malius sent his two ferrets up the walls to investigate the top window. Using the ivy and rough stone, the animals scurried up quickly.
Thondrek, in the mean time, decided not to wait on two animals if he could go see for himself. Explaining his actions, he asked his magic wielding companions for an extra layer of protection before attempting to enter the tower. Alyssia abided by granting him an impenetrable magical armor, but after casting the spell, she could feel that the benefit of the spell was cancelled by Thondrek’s breastplate.
The Sylvari bladesinger had dismounted her horse in the meantime, and she too approached Thondrek with ready hands. As she weaved a pattern in the air, Thondrek’s outline lost its stark contour, and a blurry haze came over him. His companions had some difficulty to locate his exact position now.
“The best of luck, brave Khord.” Quilanday whispered, but her words seemed more intended towards herself than the Duskblade.
Malius peered up to the high window, and noticed his ferrets had almost reached it now. They were indeed fast climbers.
Thondrek positioned himself in front of the wall, and soothed it with words of bonding. Then he activated his magic and disappeared from sight. An instance later he reappeared, only inches closer to the wall. Something had blocked his passage; a magical protection equal in strength to the one on the door, though different in nature.
Then a loud squeaking sounded from above. Malius’ two ferrets came running down the wall, leaving a trail of dark red paw-prints as they went. Something had upset them greatly. In their panic they toppled over each other and fell the last 7 feet, to land on top of the Khord that stood waiting at the wall. They bounced from his breastplate and fell to the earth, where Malius picked them up.
After calming them down a bit, they told him as much as their animal brains could muster. There was something big and furry in the tower, bipedal according to one ferret, four legged according to the other. Red glowing eyes and red covered floors was all they could tell the Ranger, and the retold their findings to his companions.
“I have to get in there.” The lady Bladesinger stated. “There might be survivors, hiding from that monster. There might be valuable information. I need to find out what’s causing all of this!” Does anybody have any other ideas?”
Londelirinen Kingdom
Elven village
3rd day of the 8th month: Temoth Ore
7:51 pm
"Here, help my with my saddle bags I do not want to leave them unguarded."
Elessarae was planning on luring the goblin closer, to lash out at him before he could call for backup. The creature looked over his shoulder for a moment, into the inn. Then he turned and grinned widely.
“Now don’t you worry about your saddle bags. Leave them right there on your horsy, and I’ll guard them. You just go in and… what!”
The bladesinger’s flare spell had hit the goblin right in the face. Before the creature could more, Elessar’s hand was over his foul mouth. Touching the thing was horrific, like placing your hand in a cold plate of porridge, but with a thick, old membrane over it. The creature struggled to get loose. And indeed succeeded to wriggle its way out. It opened its mouth to cry desperately for help, but Elessar had found her belt pouch and hit the goblin on the forehead. A strange look of astonishment crossed the creature’s face and then it fell down face first into the mud.
Elessarae of Megilindar Nost crept up to the inn’s window, and peered inside.
Once, this building had been a fine establishment of Sylvari taste, but it had been utterly transformed into the hell holes that goblinoid usually seemed to prefer. The floor was muddy and covered in filth and litter. Two goblins were fighting over a big bubbling pot on the fire, and another one, bigger, and clad in armor was pacing around the room, yelling in Draconic. Elessar could barely see the common room, but she noticed that the elves that were sitting at the tables, were already decomposing in places. This village hadn’t been Sylvari for quite some time. The amount of noise that came from inside hinted that more goblins were wandering about, and explained why they hadn’t heard the troll breaking free.
Concentrating hard, Elessar could hear what the bigger goblin yelled at the two at the fire.
“Where’s Frustuuk? It’s his duty to care for the tree! He better not be sleeping again. I’ll rip his head from his skull if he forgot my orders.”
“But captain, isn’t his head and his skull the same thing?” Peeped one of the cooks, but after an intense snarl from the captain, it fled away into another room.
At that moment the troll began to howl loudly, and the goblin captain looked out the doorway suspiciously. Slowly he started to pace towards the inn’s entrance.
Posted on 2007-08-25 at 10:41:37.
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