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Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
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Is there a possibility to shoot the dark robed individual with the crossbow? 



Posted on 2019-10-25 at 15:03:49.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
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I've posted Gib's suggestion.



Posted on 2019-10-24 at 14:26:38.

Topic: The Corruption Hidden Beneath the Surface...
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Gib had chosen to ignore Garn's outburst chalking it up to his concern and grief. The warrior had offered little by way of words thus far which leaves the cleric with little to weigh his current behavior against. Now, they are presented with another dilemma in the trapped door.


Considering his companion's suggestions, knowing that they face an enemy immediately behind the door and that the doorway itself is a strategic advantage they can ill afford to relinquish, the warrior attempts to think outside the box.


"Aranwen," Gib turns to the Cidal. "The door trap is activated when the door is touched--" glancing at Midge for confirmation, he continues, "by living creatures. We have undead enemies on the other side and possibly an enemy cleric or two. We must take advantage of the strategic opportunity this can provide. 


"Thread a rope or cloak through the handle without touching the door. Those of us with ranged weapons stand back and aim at the center. Melee specialists take up position on the side. Someone pulls the door open, ranged combatants fire through in the first wave, followed by melee combatants striking from the side. We keep the enemy funneling through the doorway striking them down with ease as they do."



Posted on 2019-10-24 at 14:26:03.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


What silver screen moment?


I'm all for trying the warp wood thing. 



Posted on 2019-10-24 at 10:53:40.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


With concentration, can't Gib tell how the trap is set off and what it is intended to do? Just curious. 



Posted on 2019-10-24 at 10:13:12.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
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He's posted. I know it is still early in Freedom Land but I stayed home from the Roman ruins to see the results.



Posted on 2019-10-24 at 08:57:06.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


Oh! I think I have that one.



Posted on 2019-10-23 at 10:29:26.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


I was hoping for something to help find the secret door but this will have to do.



Posted on 2019-10-23 at 09:27:26.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


I imagine that hanging out with you, Pekka, would result in a different experience.


I've posted again.



Posted on 2019-10-23 at 09:04:59.

Topic: The Corruption Hidden Beneath the Surface...
Subject: Posting on my phone, so please forgive any errors.


Stinking, rotting appendages flail about the edges of Moreno's shield. The soles of his boots slip on the damp stone as the creature presses against his defenses. A glancing blow careens off the crown of his helmet giving the priest cause to lower his head further to protect his face. The Kazari's attack is felt and heard, providing Gib with an instinctual moment to drive his blade home, pinning the squirming beast. Grunting against the twisting on the end of his sword, Moreno feels a spurt of hope as his lids bleed the returned light. Opening his eyes, the warrior priest grits his teeth, withdraws the length of steel from the undead core and watches with satisfaction as it crumples to the floor.


Doubt easily invades when a soul's purpose is reduced or in the face of failure. That Gib has been facing the pitiless sucking creature since Kithran's terrible encounter isn't something even he will deny. In the bare face of their current losses, doubt is staved off out of pure necessity.


“No…” Ch'dau growls, the sound deep and low in his chest to begin with, only to grow louder to the point where Moreno instinctively tucks his gory blade under his shield arm and uses his gloved right hand to hold his big friend back. “NOOOOO!!! KITHRAN!!!”


"She lives still, friend," Gib whispers feeling his own doubt change to determination with his words. "We will find them together."


Shifting his position so that he can better survey the rest of his companions, Moreno uses his shield to continue his contact with the lamenting Kazari.


The Bladesinger strides the length of the fetid corridor between the vanguard and Cedric, motioning aside the priest whose miracle had saved them from the darkness. As the young man steps away, Aranwen clangs the flat of her blade against one wall and then the other, searching, perhaps, for any sign of the passageways which might have granted passage for the third giggler into the troupe’s heart. Finding no such sign, the Syl woman draws in a deliberate breath and, with scarcely a glance needed in the Kazari’s direction, turns back to stare at the passageway ahead, refusing to sheathe her blade.


“We move,” she declares, not bothering to offer up the plan for debate or deliberation, “No point in trying to hide our movements now. We will catch up with them. Be ready to fight.”


Ch’dau’s response, at first, comes in more of a snarling Kazari dialect than it does one of intelligible Apanonese but, as the Bladesinger stalks back to her position at the front of the line, the big cat manages a few words.


“Ara,” he growls, using the foreshortening of her name for the first time in this company, “give me the fore and I swear by Rrowl’s tooth and claw that nothing will stop me until we find her…” his narrow gaze flicks briefly to Garn, then, and back to Aranwen just as quickly and he amends… “THEM…” Still blocked by Gib’s shield, the Silver Cat’s features soften (if only a bit) from demanding to imploring. “Please, Khatun,” he growls, a fraction softer now, “I promised her… you know this…”


While Gib feels the urgency he cannot disregard their need for caution. "While we certainly cannot afford to tarry long, rushing forward blindly will not serve anyone but the enemy.


"Allow me to implore the Battle Lord to give insight into potential traps in our path. We've already encountered one and been ambushed despite our best defenses. Let's not fail our companions by falling prey to more.


"And while I pray, perhaps Cedric will implore the Lord of Light to care for..." taking his sword in hand again, the warrior priest uses it to point to the blade singer's wounded arm.


(OOC: Gib's intention is to cast Find Traps. If I read the spell description correctly, it should last for a half hour.)



Posted on 2019-10-23 at 09:03:56.

Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject:


Mine is a brief post as well. Wyatt is interested in what the silvery stuff is.



Posted on 2019-10-21 at 14:20:55.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


You are too kind.



Posted on 2019-10-21 at 14:20:02.

Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
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Reaching out a gloved hand, Wyatt attempts to catch some of the silvery flecks to investigate further. Pops and Wolf would have the wherewithal to set about giving them further access to the ship and didn't need their captain barking unnecessary orders. The emptiness of the chamber and the conditions of the straps told Sung a story -- A story of cargo being abruptly spaced. The condition of the inner door and the error they'd encountered backed the tale up. Let's git that li'l bit o' life figured out an' then worry 'bout the cargo.



Posted on 2019-10-21 at 14:19:26.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


I have posted.


Do not envy my travels. I have decided that I severely dislike Europe and long to be home.



Posted on 2019-10-21 at 14:06:55.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


I have posted.


Do not envy me my travels friends, for I have decided that I distinctly dislike Europe and long to be back in the States.



Posted on 2019-10-21 at 14:05:25.

Topic: The Corruption Hidden Beneath the Surface...
Subject:


Silently doing as instructed and keeping his head on a swivel as they traverse the tunnels, Moreno can't help the ghastly images of his nightmares from grinning at him within every shadow. The air is cooler but the priest sweats with gallows anticipation the further they proceed unchallenged. His death is something that the battle priest has come to terms with but the horrid end that could be his friends is intolerable. Thus is his mind occupied when past the glaring torch he hears the first spine chilling giggles.


"Behind me, Kithran!" the bladesinger calls, her commanding voice echoing off of the green-flushed walls. Gib shifts his shield before him and adjusts his grip upon the hilt of his sword, settling himself on the balls of his feet as his companions shuffle into new positions before him.


Haunting notes prick at his ears, penetrating the protective covering of his helmet, and he immediately realizes the implications. Turning on the heel of his left boot, the cleric of Therassor faces the rear position and steps as close to the Kazari as he dares to avoid interfering with his companion's effectiveness. 


Two... we've dealt with two before without Davena and Garn, Gib sets his jaw and brings his longsword up over his right shoulder to stab down and underneath Ch'dau's strike... then, over the scraping and rustling of feet and clothing, Moreno hears the foul and oily ancient words of prayer and his voice catches in his throat drowned in the darkness. Therassor protect us! Grinding noises answer him from overhead freeing another wretched giggling and then comes Davena’s scream. 


“Bhak’chu’s balls,” the Kazari growls and Moreno hears the distinct whistle of his friend's blade through the air. “Your shoulder to mine, Gib, let us not lose sense of our own positions in this!”


"Focus!" Aranwen calls out, "Recall the hall in your mind - feel the slope! Cedric, face down the slope and step to your right. Garn, turn up the slope and stay to your right - help Davena! Gib, Ch'dau, keep the back ghoul from us. Get ready to move."


“As you say, khatun,” Ch’dau growls in reply, seemingly right on top of the battle cleric. Then, the big warrior calls to their mage, “If there is anything you might do to dispel this accursed darkness, little one, now is the time!”


"Attack, Ch'dau! Keep talking. We've another between us and our friends," Gib calls out with heated fervor. Now, we will dispose of this evil and send the priests of D'hurgen to their god! His visions of friends' faces on ghoul bodies have vanished, the darkness taking them like moths to a flame. Practiced devotions and prayers that are burned into his mind by repeat study are instinctively reviewed and Gib subconsciously knows that any of the miracles the Battle Lord may be willing to provide in this fight will come through his sword arm.


“Swing high, Ara, I’ll trip them up from below.” Kith's soft voice spills into the chaos of blackened battle. Attempting to gain a sense of where the enemies are and loathe to strike out without that knowledge, Gib's heart leaps with Cedric's prayer.


"Yes!" Moreno grins and closes his eyes to prepare his vision from being burned by the sure to come instant sunlight. As soon as his lids turn red, the warrior priest's eyes pop open and seek his target... the rear attacking ghoul, with any second to spare trying to pinpoint the position of the opposing priest.



Posted on 2019-10-21 at 14:03:38.

Topic: Lights Last Embrace - A Wheel of Time Q&A
Subject:


I am also under the gun at work and will be leaving for Germany on Saturday. I'll attempt to keep posts coming during this time, but I wanted to make sure you all had a head's up.



Posted on 2019-10-09 at 09:57:19.

Topic: Flesh & Blood - A CyberPunk Game
Subject:


I am under the gun at work and will be leaving for Germany on Saturday. I'll attempt to keep posts coming during this time, but I wanted to make sure you all had a head's up.



Posted on 2019-10-09 at 09:57:02.

Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject:


I am also under the gun at work and will be leaving for Germany on Saturday. I'll attempt to keep posts coming during this time, but I wanted to make sure you all had a head's up.



Posted on 2019-10-09 at 09:56:42.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


So... I'm under the gun at work and will be leaving for Germany on Saturday. I'll attempt to keep posting but I wanted to give you all a head's up.



Posted on 2019-10-09 at 09:55:37.

Topic: Name generator help!
Subject:


This is cool. I'm not ignoring it, just underwater at the moment.



Posted on 2019-10-09 at 09:49:57.

Topic: Star Trek: Veiled Chimera Q&A
Subject:


He's probably with the post that will take this game to the next level.     Don't kill me.



Posted on 2019-10-04 at 14:24:46.

Topic: Star Trek: Veiled Chimera Q&A
Subject:


OCTUPLE KLINGON TRIBBLE DARE YOU!



Posted on 2019-10-04 at 13:49:36.

Topic: Hidden Corruption Q&A
Subject:


I've added another...


I like Aranwen's concern interaction.



Posted on 2019-10-04 at 13:45:49.

Topic: The Corruption Hidden Beneath the Surface...
Subject:


With a shrug of her shoulders, Aranwen looks back to the cleric of Therassor, "Before we gather everyone to discuss our options I wanted to ask, is anything weighing on your mind, Gib?" She asks, her voice gentle, "You seemed withdrawn during breakfast."


Gib continues to watch his path as he ponders how to answer her question. Not a particularly sensitive sort adept at sharing his feelings, the priest finds the query into his well-being challenging. Considering his options and weighing the impact of his newly imposed doubt, he finally responds. 


"By Therassor's Blessing, I've managed to survive military service and a few adventures using what I learned of strategy in the corps." Adjusting the position of his armor to a more comfortable sitting, he continues. "My experience did not serve Kith well last night and I fear that I will be even less effective in our future endeavors. But I will do my best to deliver what further blessings the Battle Lord deems us worthy to receive."


Crinkling his nose against a particularly foul odor that drifts past, he glances at the Bladesinger. "I'll strive not to fail you in my counsel again, Aranwen."


------------------------------


(( later on ))


"We must be cautious," Aranwen resolves, "This is familiar ground to our adversaries, not to us. The more light we use, the bigger a target we may become; the less light we use, the more we hinder ourselves. A problematic paradox. Also of concern is the ground. Damp stone is treacherous, as many a child can attest to trying to run on such after a rain."


Gib refrains from expressing his distaste for their future environment in his facial expression, taking a little solace in the feel of his holy symbol on the crossbar of his sword beneath his gloved fingers. The patted earth where Ch'dau indicated there is a path doesn't turn into anything more promising under his hard scrutiny.


After a moment, Aranwen nods to herself, "I think we should continue much as we have been so far. Kithran and I will be the forward eyes, Ch'dau to watch behind and above, in case they try to circle around us through some unseen passageway. As for the light sources," She paused, "Is there any way we may be able to cover the light we bring?" She mused, "I've still a torch or two, but the open flame would be sure to dance on the walls around us, and only announce our presence. What other options do we have?" She asked of the others.


Davena nods. "I, too, have the ability to see some in the darkness, so I may be of some assistance there. That said, when we encounter trouble, I would be of better use behind the stout blades, not in front of them. I am accustomed to Garn filling that role for me."

The big warrior grunts drawing a sideways, furtive glance from the warrior-priest who then looks away before being noticed.

Midge pipes up. "I'm blind as a proverbial bat, so I'm fine keeping muscle between me and any enemies. That said, I say we check the entrance carefully before we proceed - I know that any halfwit stout would have a bell or somesuch to alert him to unsuspecting visitors. I can't imagine a cult looking for secrecy wouldn't have as much sense." Looking very pleased with himself, the Cidal continues. "I should probably cast a magic detection spell too, just to be sure, don't you think?"

Garn uncharacteristically speaks, "Caves are treacherous. A misstep can put you down a deep drop, where you'd never be heard from again. Stay close. Wandering off can mean death."


Drawing in some of the foul air through his nose, Gib closes his eyes for a brief second while attempting to visualize the marching order Aranwen has outlined. Seeing no other options if the group is to persist, Moreno opens his eyes and says, "If I may suggest that Cedric take up a position just before Ch'dau, placing himself between Midge and the Lady Davena. I shall do the same at the front. This should place us both in a position to provide what support we can to the vanguard and the rear while keeping us in whatever light we can summon up. I have neither a torch nor a lantern..." he trails off.



Posted on 2019-10-04 at 13:41:56.

 


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