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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Play with Fire...
“MARIBELLE, WHERE ARE YOU?!”
That did not bode well.
Artanis had painfully grabbed at the miniscule fire elemental which had latched onto her face, tearing it free and throwing it out the window, at the expense of her own hands now a deep red and blistering. (Artanis 37/43hp)The tiny flaming creature flew out the window with a crash, and streaked downwards to land in the flower bed with a thud. It quickly hopped up, before happily running around the prized Begonias's and turning them to wilted scorched remannts of their once beautiful selves. Some spectator's saw this, and the crowd began to panic, until a lone figure in flowing pale blue robes stepped forward, and with a single word, shot a ray of icy frost from his fingetip, to strike the tiny elemental causing it to shudder and puff out like a snuffed cigarette. His platinum blonde hair an pointed ears were a give away of his heritage, and he motioned for the crowd to give him room while he fell into another spell.
ARtanis had run from the room, blinking away the blindness and red haze which filled her vision, as Loriel and Kas ran upstairs to join her in the search. Artanis put all her weight into a push at a closed door while turning the handle, and nearly toppled over as the door easily opened in her hand and she stumbled through. To meet her gaze was more fire damage in the remnants of a beroom, possibly a spare as there seemed fewer furnishings, and a half empty closet was stacked with more storage than clothes, much of which was already smoldering itself. jumping up and down on the bed was another small elemental. "Boing boing boing boing" it chirped between the crackling sound of wood ablaze. It looked at artanis and whisps of orange almost formed the resemblance of a fiery grin. It jumped up one last time on the bed, but the fire weakened frame and destroyed matress would no longer support it and it sank into the matress and box spring, stuck for the moment as it burned angrily he material around it.
Loriel bid the other hurry, as she peered behind her at the unwanted and unwelcomed ompany. The fire elementals down below had given chase, and were ever so slowly juming up the stairs, one step at a time, seemingly in no real hurry to approach the women upstairs, happy to simply burn more of the building around them.
Kas hurried into the first room she came across, the open doorway leading to a bathroom of sorts, a large ceramic tub resting against the back wall, with a wash basin, small countertop and toilet flling the rest of the 5' x 14' room. In the tub, Mr. Wuggles meowed in protest, hissing and whimpering as before it, peering over the side of the tub was a slightly larger Fire elemental. (this one is about 2 1'2 feet tall.) It was revelling in the singing of the cat's hair, firing little gouts of flame at the poor kitty, a once beautiful persian now mottled with ashed and blackened fur. As Kas enters, the fire elemental turns, a small ball of flame appearing in it's fiery appendage. (the sie of a tennis ball)
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 20:19:07.
Edited on 2008-05-22 at 20:37:40 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Q&A: The Return Of The Prodigal Son
Subject: well
I posted, it's othing spectacular this time round, but I felt that something was better than nothing.
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 18:51:46.
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Topic: G'day
Subject: My turn to say it!
Welcome to the Inn Meri, what everyone's said is true and then some. One bit of advice though, should you see a big fuzzy creature who likes to rant about panda supremacy hehe, that's Grugg. Don't Feed Him!
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 18:47:04.
Edited on 2008-05-22 at 18:49:11 by Kaelyn
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Topic: The Return of the Prodigal Son
Subject: not the greatest, but meh
They had all gathered and made pleasantries the night prior, all gathered from across the lands and unified for this one goal, though to each their motivations remained their own. As they left the inn in the morning, they were greeted by Lyra once more, who gifted a paladin named Ash with a magnificent bird, to serve as eyes and ears afar, and a means to carry communications back and forth between them and the woman known as Lyra. While her explanations of the multitude of questions were often cryptic and left much more to be desired as far as information was concerned, it was apparent they would pry no more from her.
“Not the easiest task at hand before us, but the challenge breathes new life into these lungs of mine.” Vaskar took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, laced with humidity from the dew which cloaked the grass and earth like a shimmering veil in the early morning sunlight. As Lyra wrapped up, and everyone turned to each other debating on preparation and the urgency of the situation, as Spider quipped in about an invitation to leave the city in haste.
Vaskar, being provided for with supplies and mount, simply moved to claim his aforementioned horse, moved to the gate of the city that would lead them closest to the mountains, their destination. He was the first one there, and so he wrapped his head around the lyrics of a little ballad in wait. As the other’s tricked in, he leaned against the gate and brought life to his song, chanting it out across the road to his companions to be with a smile.
From yonder paths of life and fate do players fill the field;
Pawns to destiny are played what actions do they yield?
And all the while an unseen hand in shadow moves concealed…
Our band of heroes gathers now their minds and hearts are steeled;
Two lovers of the past are chanced to find each other once more
While friends reunited at long last both from a distant shore
And strangers still gifted with flight of falcon which shall soar…
Our band of heroes gathers now ready to settle the score,
From city gate to distant spire of rock and earth we go
In search of those taken at night from alley row by row
What mysteries await us there does anybody know…
Our band of heroes gathers now as ebb of time dost flow,
And we carry on upon the stage of life once more to give the gods a show…
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 18:36:45.
Edited on 2008-05-22 at 19:03:19 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Q&A: The Return Of The Prodigal Son
Subject: I am!
I've started a Vaskar post, but didn't sleep at all last night (And while I knocked off a handful of posts I couldn't wrap my mind around writing a song for him at the time) Once that's finished however, I'll have it up. tonight at the latest I'm guessing.
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 17:55:01.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Quiet
Dinner was quiet as the party contemplated the rising temper's of thos who remained, and the silent departure of Malius. Ellissarae had explained her reasonings to hit the closest city of a size that could enable them to procure any final supplies required before heading into the north, and Thondrek agreed with her logic with a simple "Aye." It should be noted that despite was his custom, Thondrek did not drink but water with mea, forgoing the liquors of the dead town in respect for the loss.
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 17:44:51.
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Topic: Audalis: Tides of War Q/A
Subject: Also
as I have updated, you may now review all the posts up to this point, and if you deign anyone worthy, you can give them a CD point as explained on the first page of this thread. Remember, they are not manditory, but are a way to encourage people, show appreciation or interest in their work, etc, it takes the place of the limit of only one applaud per thread, and can lead to some nice in game bonuses the more accumulated.
I also have the authority to hand out Cd points each update, and have given out the first one so far.
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 17:39:01.
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Topic: Audalis: Tides of War Q/A
Subject: Question for flirty
Any Weaon strikes will undoubtedly hurt the MAgistrate's body. Now there is always the chance of Striking for non-lethal subdual damage, which can only bring the target to unconsciousness. (You suffer a -4 on the attack when attacking with a weapon that deals lethal damage as you have to use the flat of the blade, hit non vital places, check your swing etc etc)
Don't want to account for you attacking him for lethal if there's an alternate method.
Of course you could post a reply to Silcoravaman's suggestion and negate this entierly lol.
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 17:31:20.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Artanis to the Rescue!
Artanis braved the flames that licked at her heels, and ruhed for the stairs, making great strides as she took the burning apparatus of assention to the second story. The fire here had spread as well, fortunately though not as much as on the first floor, except along the walls. It appeared the fire was eating away at the insulation between the walls, and had exploded in some places back onto the second floor.
Artanis rushed for the direcion of the nursery, ignoring the three other doorways she passed to get there. In fact, she even ran right under an attack ladder, leaning against the wall in the hallway leading upwards.
Artanis rounded the corner into the nursery, the once sky blue paint blotched and bubbling in some places fom the heat of the flames behind them. another cry came forth, and Artanis rushed to the crib, leaned over the side...
and was met with a tiny form of fire ( about 1.5 ft tall)atop a scorched set of blankets which cackled in devilish glee. "What, fire catch your tongue? baby's not here, try again!" It said as it lept from the crib at Artanis catching her square in the face as it latched on with a burning grip. (40/42hp) (Artanis is now grappled with a diminuative fire elemental, and effectively blinded as well)
Artanis' gasp of shock and pain is met with a cruel laughter which hangs in the air, but which its location is untraceable.
~*~*~
Meanwhile downstairs, the iron gril of the wood stove burst forth, as a pair of fire elementals of like size burst forth from their enclosure, running around frantically touching whatever they can to spread the fire faster as they aproach Loriel and Kas. "Burn burn to the ground, leave no traces to be found, burn burn bone to ash, and Jethro shall collect his cash!" The same cruel laughter filters through the downstairs, coupled with the tormented outcry of a feline, from somewhere upstairs.
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 09:46:31.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Into the Fire
Artanis, Kas and Loriel all jumped up to help the poor woman in distress, all taking the time to try and prepare for the necessary entering of the burning building. Kas simply confiscated the nearest cloak she could find, a beautiful black velvet and suede riding cloak with gold filigree and embroidery depicting a raised horse in gold stitching. As Kas fled from the Green Gryphon, the owner of the cloak stood up so quickly he knocked his chair over. “Stop! Thief! That cloak cost me two heads of cattle!”
Xaris however it seemed was just too plumb tuckered out from the day’s activities, and remained in his chair watching the others take off. (Lack of posting means lack of action)
Kas couldn’t be bothered however, her mind was set. She and Loriel both dunked their cloaks in a nearby watering trough, while Artanis, typical of her brazen fashion simply jumped into the entire thing, knocking it over but sufficiently covering herself in a wet sticky layer of cloth much to the disapproval of the horses nearby, now denied their drink.
Who is Mr Wuggles, and where the occupants are seemed to be the two questions on everyone’s minds, and the woman did her best to explain. “Maribelle is my daughter’s name, she’s only a few months old, the nursery is upstairs near the back of the house. Mr Wuggles is my cat, been the only company I’ve ‘ad since my no good husband took off to shack with some dirty little trollop ‘alf ‘is age. Didn’t know I was with child I bet, didn’t much care to check up on it ‘after the fact anyways. Please, you’ve got to save them, they be the only family I ‘ave left!”
As the small group of people gathered around the burning building parted for the mother and three adventurers, they took a better look at the building. While the outside front façade had some decorative stone, the entire structure was framed and fortified in wood, clearly decades old. The old manor house consisted of two floors above ground that could be seen, as well as an attic area in which a single small window led out to the roof. The front door was wide open, and fire claimed the first floor almost entirely as walls were covered in uncontrolled fire, support beams cringed under the assault of heat and gouts of flame escaped through the windows, doorway, even cracks between the boarding of the house’s exterior walls, seeking any fresh oxygen it could to feed its insatiable hunger.
The first floor looked as though once it might have contained lush furniture of deep woods; a parlor lost to the damages of fire and a small closed room across the hall from it, presumably a bathroom of some sort were on the ladies’ left. While on the right, was once presumably the kitchen and dining area, a large table on the right still bearing the remnants of the evening meal, and the wood stove at the far end stood foreboding, while the iron grate clattered against the hinges as though something were desperate to escape.
Straight across from the front door was a staircase leading upstairs, and with a look of support and urgency amongst themselves, the three women rushed into the burning domicile, as even now flames crept along the railing and wall supporting the stairwell leading upstairs. And spreading untamed to claim more resources for their fueling on the second floor. The iron grate on the wood stove shook violently again as a faint cry muffled with interspersed coughing could be heard from above, and the ladies new time was of the essence. The heat was incredible, and flames licked at the women whenever they neared something alaze, which was practically the entire first floor. Their wet cloaks wrapped tightly around them sizzled in protest to the temperature. While offering meager protection for the time being, even they would not offer resistance for long.
(Your preparation with the wet cloaks has netted you 2 minutes (or twenty rounds) of 'heat/fire resistance for the purpose of searching. Obviously jumping through fire, or other unforseen obstacles will decrease that amount and when expired you will begin to take fire damage, and suffocation damage as well the longer you are within as the fire consumes any usable oxygen. Good luck!)
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 08:46:48.
Edited on 2008-05-22 at 17:48:41 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: short
Armand listened in as Renshiir explained what characteristics of the crystal javelins she could, and truly it was far more than Armand could have hoped to have unveiled with his limited knowledge of such things. “You certainly are knowledgeable on crystals and things miss.” He turned a javelin around in his hands looking at the light reflect and refract from it.
As Armand took a look around to the fading daylight he spoke.
“Well, perhaps we can have them looked at more thoroughly when we reach the nearest town come morning. There, you can start your life anew. We an make some more headway now, and rest for the evening, come dawn, you’re free to accompany us to the city, or head off and pave your own path.”
Posted on 2008-05-22 at 05:17:27.
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Topic: WH 40k Q&A - Innocence Proves Nothing
Subject: Addy
I've been in every game you'e run from Audalis, to otherworldly, to Ninja burger and beyond from what I remember (except star wars), and sadly, they have all died in one form or another, as all are destined to do eventually as Life intercedes. But what I do remember about almost all of them was the amazing strength of their start, and I truely hope we can keep this one as energized as possible. I'd have to agree with ginafae's line of thought. I don't wanna lose touch with the character, is there a possibility of starting without Grugg? Since he's left an undisclosed time of absence?"
Posted on 2008-05-21 at 14:58:08.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: hmmm
Chris goes to the doorway and closes the door, recoiling as he sees the creature shamble ever closer. Moving to the dresser, he tears through the drawers, pulling them from the dresser in the sparking light of the broken lamp, and using his Ipod's residual light as a dim flashlight to at least se what he's looking at.
Posted on 2008-05-21 at 14:54:59.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: It's darker than night when all you can see are the backs of your eyelids.
(as confirmed through Msn)
Linnix and Aelistae accepted the wine, tea and biscuits from the barmaid, inviting her to partake in their unexpected bounty. With a yawn, the barmaid stepped into the room. “I really simply wish I could head to bed, but perhaps a little tea and biscuit might tide me over till I can finish cleaning and find rest this late night. Looking towards the two elegantly dressed women, and then at her own stained apron and common blouse she shook her head. “On second thought, perhaps I’ll just take a biscuit to go. There is still so much to be done, not everyone has the luxury to wine and dine this night.” Plucking a biscuit from the silver platter, she bowed her head low, returning to her place of servitude as she left, and closed the door behind her.
Her footsteps faded down the hall, and Linnix and Aelistae continued to work on their bond which had strengthened to a new level tonight. They talked for anther minute or so while partaking of the gift brought to them, when suddenly both realized they were very sleepy. Their word’s began to slur as their eyes drooped. Linnix looked down at the glass of crimson which swirled before her, even as her biscuit fell from numb fingertips.
The last words Aelistae could make out before unconsciousness claimed her were Linnix’s lips moving to form the words “Aw Hell” as she too slipped over to land gently upon her bed.
Posted on 2008-05-21 at 14:32:22.
Edited on 2008-05-21 at 14:33:24 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Dawn brings new life
Armand, Deunan and Caduceus listened intently as Renshiir dove into the troubled and pain filled memories of her past, lending what meager information she could. As she mentioned the Dark Prosecutor, Armand envisioned more the look of some evil executioner, black veiled face and a massive axe or scythe striking terror into everyone’s hearts by its vile ways. It was the Archangel of Annihilation however that truly got Armand riled up. As Renshiir finished the terrible tale, and as she falls into sobs, Armand cannot help but lean forward and bring her wavering form into his chest, where she may cry freely.
“There there, it’s ok, you’re free now. Deunan, Caduceus here and myself will stay with you for the night, and if you need money, we can bestow enough to let you start a new life for yourself. Pushing her away only long enough to gaze into his radiant green eyes which were illuminated by some otherworldy essence, he smiled warmly. And on that note, my name is Armand Amaranth, First Knight to the Guardians of Twilight.”
Caduceus chuckled. The title is a bit presumptuous considering the entire order only has three members, and one of them isn’t even capable of fending off a playful mutt with some blind ignorance to things of superior nature to itself, Hmph!”
Armand ignored him, and turned back to Renshiir. If you can tell us where it is you worked, or came from, any lead that will take us closer to the heart of this organization, then it is I who would be eternally grateful, for the closer I am to the heart, the better my chance of ripping it out and watching the body falter and crumble without direction and strength from its core.”
(allowing her response)
“We can travel a bit more towards town, or set up camp here for the evening, but let this evening’s rest free you from your burdens of the past, for on the morrow, your life begins anew.”
Deunan, set the javelin’s in the straps of her pack, perhaps if appraised they might fetch something material of value to repay their expended energies, time, and resources.
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 14:37:42.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Armand and Renshiir
Armand braced himself as she lunged forward and hugged and kissed him. He was a saint afterall, and women often threw themselves before him, but this, this was different. Certianly her affections were out of gratitude, but he appreciated them none-the-less.
"I had not seen such a contingency or mark as that before, it was truely diabolical. I am truely glad we were able to remove it."
Deunan piped in as well. "I hate Spiders."
"So the Dark Collectors do exist, Caduceus quirked."
"And judging by the capability of their methods to keeping their secrets just that, they are a formidable organiation indeed. While I'm sure you'd rather leave the entirety of those memories far behind you miss, anything you can lend us in the form of information is greatly appreciated."
As Armand spoke, Deunan had picked up one of the crystalline javelins, and was inspecting it curiously.
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 01:26:28.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Blinded by the light:
Dropping the Sphere of Potection around Deunan, and blinking thee stinging sensation from his eyes, Armand seaches deep within and brings out the ability for everyone to heal themselves more rapidly. Lessor Vigor Mass (gives Fast Healing 1 to Deunan and Renshiir for 20 rounds) Deunan too, Places her wand to Renhiir's back letting the curative powers push out the projectiles impaling her.
Waiting, as Renhiir gain's conciousness, Armand eases her to a sittig position.
"There now, breathe easy, you're free."
(He's hoping she'll be a bit more compliant now as Armand watches over her, slowly healing his wounds)
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 01:04:44.
Edited on 2008-05-20 at 01:05:42 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Fine!
The Spider fled, moving for Deunan, the weaker, and wounded member of the trio, even as Armand healed once more (5). The thing was baiting them to attack it, and Armand had a sneaking suspicion as to why. "Deunan, This is for your own protection!" He calls, taking a five foot step back as he Casts an Otiluke's Resilient Sphere on Deunan. Deunan drops her guard reflxively, letting the orb encase her, angered that she cannot fight, but trusting in her friend. Resigned, she slings her bow and once more uses cure light wounds from her wand.
Meanwhile, Armand is already feverishly rushing through a quickened spell, the 4 magic missiles flying end over end unerringly to strike the spider.
"You want it, you got it!"
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 00:35:53.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: hmmm
Chris jumps as the light on the desk explodes, casting the room in darkness. Taking out a stilleto, Chris reaches under the bed behind the suitcase and jabs it into anything that might be -ugh- holding it, trying to pry it loose, keeping an eye on the doorway for the creeper to enter into view.
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 00:30:53.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: No quarter
"Armand grunts a little as more pain erupts through him, but once again he maintains the ability to heal back some of the injuries sustained.(5)He however meets the spider's challenge with another flurry of attacks.
(Armand Atk 1 with +1 Staff of Healing: +16 1d6+6 +1d6 Holy)
(Atk2 (Haste) with +1 Staff of Healing +16 1d6+ 6 +1d6 Holy)
Atk 3 with +1 Staff of Healing +11 1d6+6 +1d6 Holy)
Deunan, meanwhile, moves back 40 ft, and cast's bless weapon on her Bow.
Posted on 2008-05-20 at 00:07:38.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Free to act
Free from the Spider's range, Deunan finally Stands, and moves 20ft away (hasted), pullig out her wand she uses a single charge of the Cure light wounds on herself.
Armand, bathing in the glow of his holy radiance, recovers some of the damage inflicted (fast healing 5) and engages the creature in melee, much to Caduceus' disdain.
As Armand swings, Caduceus yells out " I am not some dumb piece of steel! If you're going to put me through the dizzy loop you better make it worth while and slay the vile thing before I throw up."
"You don't have a mouth" Armand replies as he attacks.
"That's not the point! I'll I'll give someone a nasty splinter if they don't hurry up!" Caduceus retorts.
"Take This!" Armand says as he smites the thing.
(Armand Atk 1 with +1 Staff of Healing: +20 (16+4 CHA) 1d6+17 +1d6 Holy)
(Atk2 (Haste) with +1 Staff of Healing +16 1d6+ 6 +1d6 Holy)
Atk 3 with +1 Staff of Healing +11 1d6+6 +1d6 Holy)
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 23:18:22.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Welcome to MY parlor
Armand, shielded by his unyielding Faith suffered a flurry of blows, but none could penetrate his holy shield. "By the Elesyium you shall suffer no quarter!" Armand defensively casts Divine Power (Concentration +17 vs DC 19) (+6 Str Bab of a fighter +10 hp) and awaits the spiders move.
"You shall claim no more this day vile hellspawn."
Meanwhile, Deunan crawls backwards some more, (5ft) and Channel's her own healing energy into her body while Crouched defensively (AC 2 (+12 HP from lay on hands)
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 22:32:19.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Deunan!
Deunan was down, and Armand felt responsible for his companion's injuries, it was for that reason That as Caduceus was brought to bare. The ash white staff of Healing Called out to Deunan, bidding her return from the nethers.
"Come child, it is not yet time to sleep, but know when this is said and done with you and I will have a nice log chat about the spider and the fly in full plate." As Armand took a step forward, Standing defensively over Deunan's body, Cadceus filled her with healing energy, enough for the paladin to breathe anew, where she could gather her shield and crawl backwards behind Armand (5ft')(Cure Serious wounds 3d8+7)
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 21:43:32.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 21:45:06 by Kaelyn
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Topic: yet another movie thread...
Subject: Untraceable
For a PG 14 movie it had it's share of gore and suspense, but the plot was riveting and considering it was all about muder through people visiting a website, the notion was top notch. Diana Lane as usual gave a decent performance, but the bad guy (won't say who) was what sold it for me, they just 'looked' the part.
Might make you wanna update your firewalls just in case after this one folks 
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 14:42:49.
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Topic: Q&A: The Return Of The Prodigal Son
Subject: expect a post
from Vaskar wednesday or thursday, as I've lost my normal days off (Mon-tues) to work, but at least it's doble time and a half for the overtime 
Hope to have something complete with song next time I can post.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 14:23:50.
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