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Post by: Fidoric on October 16, 2012, 07:49:40 PM Post by: samwise7 on October 17, 2012, 05:49:15 PM [attachment[/attachment] Post by: Fidoric on October 18, 2012, 02:35:48 PM Post by: samwise7 on October 18, 2012, 04:02:21 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on October 18, 2012, 05:18:59 PM Post by: Arnwald on October 18, 2012, 10:31:43 PM "The swarm is almost upon us ; I suggest we not linger in the open... We stand a better chance if we stay as a group ; I favor moving to a more tactically favorable position", he says, while pointing towards the ruins... Post by: samwise7 on October 19, 2012, 03:02:58 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on October 20, 2012, 01:58:28 AM Post by: samwise7 on October 20, 2012, 02:36:43 AM The only obviously noticeable area that could perform as some sort of shelter from the insects is a small caved in portion of the ruins. It looks like it is roughly 20 feet up the structure via the stairs and then off to the right. There would be 4 "walls" but the sky would be open to attack from the angry swarm. Perhaps the torches could keep the bees at bay... or perhaps not. Post by: imported_Rasyr on October 20, 2012, 03:22:01 AM Post by: Fidoric on October 20, 2012, 08:27:15 AM "Dear spirits that dwell in there, know that we do not mean any offense. We seek shelter from a mundane threat and respectfully hope you will let us in." Ceillen lights a torch too and look for some stuff too burn. Maybe starting a fire could help, especially if it makes smoke just out of our shelter. Post by: samwise7 on October 20, 2012, 02:31:08 PM The insects were nearly upon you... but now the swarm starts to disperse and they once again vanish into the tall grasses. Post by: imported_Rasyr on October 21, 2012, 05:03:27 PM Post by: Fidoric on October 22, 2012, 12:02:37 PM Ceillen. Post by: Arnwald on October 22, 2012, 10:54:22 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on October 23, 2012, 03:40:38 AM Post by: samwise7 on October 23, 2012, 03:12:41 PM Post by: Arnwald on October 24, 2012, 11:35:23 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on October 26, 2012, 11:47:07 PM Post by: Fidoric on October 27, 2012, 03:30:17 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on November 02, 2012, 03:35:53 PM Post by: Fidoric on November 02, 2012, 09:22:11 PM Post by: samwise7 on November 03, 2012, 02:29:44 AM Some of your fellow travelers seem to be standing idle, looking through their backpacks, etc. while the rest of you look around the structure. No one as of yet has found an entrance, if any truly exists. The gong on the top of the pyramid has yet to be investigated. In the far East storm clouds are forming, changing the color of the sky into a dull charcoal color. Post by: imported_Rasyr on November 03, 2012, 02:14:14 PM Post by: Fidoric on November 03, 2012, 06:55:02 PM Aldor, please stay a step behind me. If this spirits emerge from the ruins, I am better equipped to deal with it. If anything more mundane should happen, your help will be most welcome though." Ceillen begins to climb with his staff firmly in hand. Aldor follows closely behind, his club and shield ready for anything, his eyes continually scan the area around, not only the top of the ruins. Post by: imported_Viktyr Korimir on November 04, 2012, 09:49:41 AM Post by: samwise7 on November 12, 2012, 01:29:15 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on November 12, 2012, 02:17:36 PM Post by: samwise7 on November 13, 2012, 04:44:48 AM Post by: imported_Rasyr on November 13, 2012, 12:59:43 PM Post by: samwise7 on November 14, 2012, 03:04:28 AM Post by: Fidoric on November 14, 2012, 11:27:06 PM Post by: samwise7 on November 15, 2012, 06:12:35 PM Post by: Fidoric on November 15, 2012, 06:53:14 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on November 16, 2012, 01:25:38 PM Post by: samwise7 on November 16, 2012, 02:57:30 PM The gong lies on the ground like a forgotten dream, and it slowly dematerializes and fades into nothingness or perhaps into some other plane of existence next to this one. The grass beneath it is stained black as if they were burned by intense heat. Ceillen sees a few spirits that seem to be dragging themselves by their hands and fingers away from the base of the pyramid. They seem like they are in pain, and they seem to be unresponsive to any prayers or words. As they crawl away pitifully they sink beneath the surface of the grasslands and are lost to view. Post by: Fidoric on November 18, 2012, 09:06:34 PM Shall we climb down ? Post by: imported_Rasyr on November 21, 2012, 01:33:33 AM The Halfling then heads down the stairs, upon reaching the bottom, he tells all who are there, "Please lend me your ropes. We are going to descend into the pyramid to explore." And speaking only to his companion, "Please remain out here to guard the mounts. I am sure that one or two of the others shall remain out here with you." Once he has the ropes, he heads on back up the stairs. Post by: Fidoric on November 21, 2012, 10:43:52 AM Aldor agrees with Ceillen and begins setting a camp. Post by: samwise7 on November 21, 2012, 04:59:04 PM Post by: samwise7 on December 01, 2012, 06:34:20 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on December 03, 2012, 01:08:54 PM Once that is done, he starts tying the ropes together into one long rope, making sure to have 2 people tug on either side of any knots to make sure that they are tight and won't slip. He then does the same thing to the end that he ties to the left over machinery. Once that is done, he tosses the free end into the pit, and then slowly begins climbing down. Post by: samwise7 on December 03, 2012, 05:49:19 PM The rope seems to be extra securely tied together. The two intrepid adventurers start to climb down the rope. About 30 feet down they both lose their footing and their grip and fall, bouncing off of the sides of the vertical shaft as they plummet down into the unknown. They make a last minute attempt to slow themselves or to catch the rope... Post by: samwise7 on December 05, 2012, 04:18:40 PM The two of them are now holding onto the rope with a faint darkness above and black darkness below. The rope is swaying from the movement and the world is silent and seems to have a feeling of evil that caresses it softly like a murderous lover. All is not right with the world. Post by: Fidoric on December 05, 2012, 06:00:27 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on December 08, 2012, 02:37:51 PM Post by: samwise7 on December 08, 2012, 03:05:50 PM They are standing in a darkened area but Ceillen can see a little into that darkness. He sees that there are 3 separate ways to travel down. One to the North, one to the Southwest and one to the South East. The floor is made out of some spongy moist material that seems to resemble flesh, but it is made out of large sections. There are strange symbols on the walls that are written 2 feet from the ground and they go off into the distance in all 3 of the tunnels. These symbols use a lot of triangles in various different angles and in various numbers of them. There is a smell of ancient dirft and it seems that the floor hasn't been touched for perhaps hundreds or thousands of years. It smells perhaps of old death, and forgotten lives if such a thing can have a smell. You feel like you are once again in a different world, as of traveling down the vertical shaft has transported you elsewhere, and that elsewhere has different natural laws than your own world. What lies down these paths, and are you willing to traverse the unknown? Post by: Fidoric on December 09, 2012, 04:00:05 PM Too bad, there is no way to the left. An old saying in my village states that left is always right. Those triangles don't mean anything to me so any way is as good as the next. Do you have any preference my friend? And how may I call you by the way. "My friend" is... friendly enough I guess but not personal. Post by: samwise7 on December 10, 2012, 06:09:20 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on December 12, 2012, 03:50:20 PM Post by: Fidoric on December 14, 2012, 01:10:16 PM Post by: samwise7 on December 17, 2012, 12:30:47 PM Post by: samwise7 on December 23, 2012, 01:15:35 PM Inside the structure the two begin to travel down the chosen tunnel. They walk on the strangely soft floor for several minutes. Post by: samwise7 on December 27, 2012, 03:36:07 PM Further up ahead you see a very dusty pile of what looks like some humanoid of some type. Post by: Fidoric on December 27, 2012, 05:27:17 PM "Let's have a look at the remains of that poor fellow. Maybe whispers from the past will tell us tales of our present." Post by: imported_Rasyr on December 29, 2012, 04:49:43 PM Post by: samwise7 on January 01, 2013, 02:45:44 AM A well-worn by sturdy cloak is folded up under its head, as if it laid down to sleep. It has no armor of any kind, but it does have what looks like a curved sword with a sharp smooth edge on one side and a jagged serrated edge on the other. It looks like it could be wielded in one hand by a human-sized being (two handed for those of smaller stature). There is also a matching dagger that is shaped in the same way. Their handles seem to be made from some sturdy red leather, and the blades' coloring is of a darker metal. It also appears that on the fingers of the creature there is a silver ring with a black metal line that spirals around the band. Post by: Fidoric on January 01, 2013, 11:20:33 AM Just to get sure that this poor spirit does not linger in the area, Ceillen utters some words of solace and cast a quick glance to the spirit world. He does not touch the corpse. Post by: samwise7 on January 01, 2013, 11:44:40 AM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 01, 2013, 04:03:18 PM Post by: samwise7 on January 06, 2013, 02:25:29 AM These are what the symbols look like on the walls. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KBxNAed0OCY Post by: Fidoric on January 06, 2013, 12:22:27 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 06, 2013, 04:26:49 PM Post by: Fidoric on January 07, 2013, 06:43:19 PM Post by: samwise7 on January 08, 2013, 01:54:59 AM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 08, 2013, 06:06:05 PM Ewyn then prepares himself for possible combat (drawing weapons, etc.). Post by: Fidoric on January 08, 2013, 07:33:24 PM Ewyn, I am able to defend myself in a brawl. However, know that my spiritual powers have strengths and weaknesses. I will be able to smite spirits but my bolts are useless against undeads. Post by: samwise7 on January 09, 2013, 02:35:19 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 09, 2013, 02:53:07 PM Post by: samwise7 on January 13, 2013, 02:32:25 AM The smoky tendrils attempt to attack both Ceillen and Ewyn by smoky trails follow their failed attempts. Wherever they nearly hit drops several degrees in temperature. They just seem to be supernaturally cold. Ewyn adjusts and backs up slightly. Post by: samwise7 on January 15, 2013, 04:14:31 PM Ewyn dodges and attempts to avoid the cold smoky tendrils. The dark icy tentacles once again attempt to attack but flail wildly, missing their targets. Post by: samwise7 on January 16, 2013, 12:59:05 PM The tendrils snap and twist through the air and one of the seemingly random flailing smoky arms wraps like a whip around Ewyn's left arm. It feels like a rope of infernal ice that pulses with a dark power. Post by: samwise7 on January 18, 2013, 03:31:23 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 18, 2013, 03:40:16 PM Ewyn then attempts another casting of Empty Hand, "ChoZhu!" Post by: Fidoric on January 18, 2013, 06:17:59 PM Once more, he gathers the spiritual energies from the Spirit World and try to hit his opponent with another Astral bolt. As his spell sparkles eerily but harmlessly, he whispers a curse and definitively changes his course of action. He grips his staff strongly and will now try to free his friend by bashing the grasping tentacle so that they both can flee. "Ewyn ! Be steadfast ! I won't let you down ! This creature will taste my staff !" Post by: samwise7 on January 19, 2013, 03:23:12 AM Ewyn's spell smashes into the tentacles that are wrapped around his arm and it lets go in a way that seems like it vanishes into thin air. It reforms with the rest of the tentacles but it seems more wispy somehow. The tentacles seem to be weaker now, and the smoke isn't as thick or dark. They swing weakly... and then vanish. Ewyn feels like a part of him is somehow missing. Post by: samwise7 on January 23, 2013, 03:06:52 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 23, 2013, 06:06:51 PM Post by: Fidoric on January 23, 2013, 06:48:14 PM Let's go back to this damned shaft and, if the Good Spirits are with us, our rope will lead us to our friends. I only hope that climbing up is easier than down. Our descent was a little bit too eventful for my taste. Post by: samwise7 on January 26, 2013, 02:43:50 PM You find your rope right where you left it, but there is a dark handprint 5 feet up the rope from the floor. It almost seems like it was burned onto the fibers of it. Post by: Fidoric on January 26, 2013, 05:31:12 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 26, 2013, 08:44:39 PM Ewyn pulls out his back baton and stands ready. Post by: samwise7 on January 26, 2013, 11:32:11 PM "SPEAK! COMMAND!" A strong wind assaults your faces when it utters the words like a wild storm. Post by: Fidoric on January 27, 2013, 03:18:07 PM "A material being has touched this rope and possibly climbed it up since I arrived here. Tell me what it looks like." Post by: samwise7 on January 28, 2013, 08:58:18 PM "IT WAS NOT MATERIAL!" A violent gust seems to come from the floor. "A SPIRIT, DARK, EVIL. ONE YOU HAVE SEEN BEFORE. FLEE OR FACE YOUR DOOM..." The spirit then heads off back into the dark tunnel and is no more. Post by: Fidoric on January 28, 2013, 09:54:14 PM Nevertheless, I have grown used to heeding spirits advices. I suggest we climb up as soon as possible, my friend Ewyn. And when we are out, there's another point I would like a spirit to explain: what is making them flee this temple ? Post by: imported_Rasyr on January 29, 2013, 01:58:52 PM Ewyn begins climbing the rope, taking his time and making sure of his grip before attempting to pull himself up the next bit. Post by: samwise7 on January 29, 2013, 02:30:48 PM From above however he hears a voice. "Hellooooo... Anyone down therrrrrre?" Post by: Fidoric on January 29, 2013, 11:38:47 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 01, 2013, 06:24:19 PM You both think that one of your faithful retainers is the one yelling down the shaft. Post by: Fidoric on February 02, 2013, 02:28:06 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 02, 2013, 04:40:05 PM Ewyn then ties the rope around himself and yells up the shaft, "Ready!" Post by: samwise7 on February 02, 2013, 10:41:01 PM "We thought you may need us, and were worried about you down there. We know how you like to get into trouble." They throw the rope back down. "Tie yourself next. Yell up when you are ready to go." Post by: Fidoric on February 02, 2013, 11:27:21 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 03, 2013, 12:48:50 AM One of your rescuers nods and smiles. "Everyone else wandered off. We didn't want to leave you here, so we stayed. You weren't gone long. Did you run into some trouble?" Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 03, 2013, 03:01:58 PM Post by: Fidoric on February 05, 2013, 08:26:48 PM I think we won't find any help down there. But it is a place I will want to go to in the future to learn more about what makes the spirits shun those ruins. For now I suggest we just pick a random direction and go looking for any civilization. Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 06, 2013, 07:02:22 AM Post by: Fidoric on February 06, 2013, 06:52:20 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 08, 2013, 10:12:53 PM The Dwarf finds himself in tall grass and stares up at a uniquely styled pyramid that is partially covered in green weeds. At the top of the pyramid he sees four figures that are partially obscured by the fact that the Dwarf's trusty retainer's leg is covering up his vision. The Dwarf seems to have forgotten much about his past and only the vague recollection of his name, and the name of his retainer are there. The rest is clouded in mystery and forgetfulness. He does however retain all of his training and skills. He also immediately realizes... that this place is not the same place as where he grew up. It just feels... different. Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 09, 2013, 01:25:37 PM Post by: Fidoric on February 09, 2013, 02:29:19 PM Post by: Sunwolf on February 09, 2013, 02:33:37 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 11, 2013, 02:10:41 PM Post by: Sunwolf on February 12, 2013, 01:05:36 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 12, 2013, 07:22:56 PM Post by: Sunwolf on February 13, 2013, 12:14:25 AM Post by: Fidoric on February 13, 2013, 08:14:03 AM Post by: Sunwolf on February 13, 2013, 12:48:47 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 13, 2013, 02:05:49 PM Post by: Sunwolf on February 22, 2013, 02:22:37 AM Post by: samwise7 on February 22, 2013, 03:09:19 PM Post by: Fidoric on February 22, 2013, 06:53:27 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 22, 2013, 10:49:18 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 23, 2013, 04:25:46 PM Ewyn dismounts and motions for Creg to do the same. Speaking to Creg, "Why don't you start clearing a space for a fire, while I work on collecting some of this grass to feed it" Ewyn then proceeds to do just that. Post by: Fidoric on February 23, 2013, 07:37:33 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 24, 2013, 12:48:01 AM Post by: Sunwolf on February 26, 2013, 01:09:24 PM "I wouldn't mind going to see what is going on with the trees, but I'm not sure they are blessed since they look dead from here." Post by: imported_Rasyr on February 26, 2013, 04:04:22 PM Post by: samwise7 on February 26, 2013, 05:50:39 PM Post by: Sunwolf on March 01, 2013, 01:04:02 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on March 01, 2013, 03:14:48 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 02, 2013, 12:02:38 AM The camp gets set up without any problems. It gets dark rather quickly though and some sort of light source will need to be produced to see. There seems to be a complete lack of wood in the area, just tall grass that Ewyn had to tramp down to set up the camp. Post by: Fidoric on March 04, 2013, 10:43:22 AM As his friends are setting up camp, Ceillen summons a lesser water spirit and ask if there are dangerous denizens in the area. Post by: samwise7 on March 04, 2013, 03:18:16 PM Back at the campsite Ceillen feels the presence of the spirit before he can see it, and then it emerges slowly from the ground physically showing itself as a gathering pool of water. "Ask and by the old forms and rites I will answer." Post by: Sunwolf on March 04, 2013, 08:39:21 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 05, 2013, 03:36:34 AM Post by: Fidoric on March 05, 2013, 08:36:37 PM Post by: Sunwolf on March 06, 2013, 01:03:23 PM Post by: Fidoric on March 10, 2013, 12:13:00 PM Then Ceillen face the pool and ask respectfully : "Good spirit, we are but peaceful travelers passing by and wishing to stop for the night. Is there anything around that could be disturbed by our little camp ?" Post by: Sunwolf on March 11, 2013, 12:21:35 PM Post by: Fidoric on March 11, 2013, 07:15:05 PM Post by: Sunwolf on March 12, 2013, 12:14:01 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 12, 2013, 01:55:24 PM "The herd animals of this land are deadly. If you aren't careful their many hooves and horns will grind you into the dirt." Post by: Fidoric on March 12, 2013, 06:48:06 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 12, 2013, 11:00:33 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 15, 2013, 02:49:23 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 21, 2013, 01:00:12 PM Post by: Fidoric on March 21, 2013, 03:30:09 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on March 21, 2013, 04:19:04 PM Post by: Sunwolf on March 22, 2013, 12:28:38 PM Post by: Fidoric on March 22, 2013, 02:27:22 PM "Let's try to put together two tents or sleeping bags. Then we will be able to hold them or make them hold over the fire to protect it from the rain. We'll have to be careful not to let them catch fire though. I think we can use it intermittently each time the fire begins to wane. The major drawback is that we will smell like smoked sausages for the next days... If it proves too difficult, I will ask kindly a fire spirit to ensure our camp fire continuity. Post by: samwise7 on March 22, 2013, 04:48:58 PM In the darkness that surrounds you a dying animal's final painful cries breaks out in the darkness. The rest of the animals get silent for several seconds, and then all hell breaks loose. The sound of screaming and frightened animals becomes a cacophony. The sound of a rushing herd thundering on the grasslands towards your camp can be heard. The thunder of hooves almost drowns out the words you wish to speak to one another, and you need to yell to be heard. Post by: Fidoric on March 23, 2013, 10:03:19 PM Post by: Sunwolf on March 25, 2013, 12:37:24 PM Post by: samwise7 on March 27, 2013, 01:03:27 PM The herd looks like it will possibly hit the campsite in about 3 rounds... Post by: imported_Rasyr on March 27, 2013, 01:10:31 PM Post by: Fidoric on March 27, 2013, 06:55:39 PM Post by: superdad on March 27, 2013, 11:15:09 PM Post by: samwise7 on April 01, 2013, 05:53:03 PM Post by: samwise7 on April 03, 2013, 02:03:16 PM Ceillen is hit by 2 of the stampeding creatures and their tusks rip into him and then he is ran over by their hooves. Ceillen's associate gets gored and trampled underneath two of the creatures. Faimden ducks most of the creatures but he gets gored on one of them. Faimden's associate gets slammed into by one of the creatures and gored by the second. Thorite gets trampled under one of the creatures and a hoof cracks him in the skull. His associate gets gored in the chest and his leg gets trampled on. The herd of creatures continues to move off in the direction of dead woods that can be seen somewhat far away. They leave in their wake your sounds of pain and the remains of your destroyed camp. Blood is filling up the hoof prints in the dirt from the many wounds the stampeding creatures caused. Post by: imported_Rasyr on April 03, 2013, 03:22:06 PM Post by: samwise7 on April 04, 2013, 01:16:12 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on April 04, 2013, 03:34:11 PM Post by: samwise7 on April 04, 2013, 04:46:06 PM Creg seems to be helping for the most part, but sometimes it seems that he is a bit shaken still from the stampede and his work is in vain. Post by: superdad on April 04, 2013, 05:31:46 PM The man takes a quick look around at the others, then looks at the man who had came with him through the portal. With a quick handed action he pointed to his retainer and moved towards him, "Stay still Tolen," and moved in close to him. He put his hand on the man's bow, making eye contact with him and nodding curtly- as if he did not want the man to lower his weapon. He spoke clearly, "Let me attend your wounds.", then dropped his voice "eyes open. Going through a stampede with a man does not make him your friend- we know nothing of these ruffians, they may be bandits." Then he looked over the bruises and scrapes as best he could. Post by: Fidoric on April 04, 2013, 08:57:31 PM "Those beasts should show more consideration to a poor shaman... Anyway, if any of you has received a serious injury, I have a way to heal him quickly. I may not be able to do it, but I am willing to try anyway." Post by: samwise7 on April 09, 2013, 02:06:34 AM Post by: superdad on April 11, 2013, 06:53:59 PM The warrior with noble bearing turned towards the nearest of those who had already assembled here as the mist started. "Is there shelter nearby,", he asked as he scanned around, trying to take stock of the others. Then the mist turned abruptly to rain. Post by: Sunwolf on April 12, 2013, 12:36:51 AM "There is nothing but grass in the immediate vicinity. Give me a few minutes and I can try and create some shelter but can't guarantee succes." Thorite gets out his pouch of components again and starts concentrating. Post by: samwise7 on April 12, 2013, 05:12:43 PM Post by: Fidoric on April 13, 2013, 07:47:44 AM Oh, and for our most welcome newcomers, I am Ceillen, formerly shaman for my tribe, and now as lost here as everybody. Post by: samwise7 on April 14, 2013, 03:52:19 AM Post by: Fidoric on April 14, 2013, 06:22:04 PM Post by: Sunwolf on April 15, 2013, 03:20:01 PM "It would be shameful to not properly utilize the bounty of Nature." Thorite joins the team recovering the meat. Post by: samwise7 on April 18, 2013, 02:30:51 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on April 19, 2013, 03:35:32 PM Post by: samwise7 on April 26, 2013, 05:02:42 PM The last member that was on watch (Ewyn) sees that all around your campsite there are hundreds of long and short furry creatures that are crawling through the grass towards your general direction. Ewyn sees their heads popping up above the tall grass from time to time. They look strangely intelligent and he thinks they are communicating with each other, for he sees them and barely hears their... words? Post by: imported_Rasyr on April 29, 2013, 06:16:21 PM Post by: samwise7 on May 02, 2013, 02:07:53 PM "Anglatha sooyamma boggotha... Anglatha sooyamma boggotha... Anglatha sooyamma boggotha..." Post by: Fidoric on May 02, 2013, 08:18:25 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on May 06, 2013, 12:04:40 PM Post by: samwise7 on May 06, 2013, 06:17:49 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on May 08, 2013, 02:48:54 PM He then makes a slight "shoo-ing" gesture, as a way of asking the being to move back, away from the bowl. If it does move back, Ewyn will crouch down, pick up the bowl and back away (carefully) from the beings, towards the rest of our group with the bowl and speaking to his retainer. "Creg, come get this bowl and give it a once over, will you? See if these things are edible if you can." Post by: samwise7 on May 09, 2013, 03:12:01 PM Thorite being shorter of stature will step forward unarmed and kneel down with his palms forward and empty in a sign of peace. The creatures back away startled and then emit something that may be a giggle. They then imitate his gestures. Post by: Fidoric on May 26, 2013, 05:44:01 PM Post by: samwise7 on May 28, 2013, 12:12:15 AM Post by: Fidoric on May 28, 2013, 09:17:14 AM "Hello, friends. We thank you for this delicious food." Besides, being used to dealing with spirits, he tries to convey good feelings and thoughts just in case those creatures would be especially responsive to them. If this attempt fails, Ceillen will try to give them whatever food he may have salvaged from our recent rodeo. Post by: samwise7 on May 29, 2013, 01:10:45 AM Post by: imported_Rasyr on May 29, 2013, 01:25:43 PM Post by: Fidoric on May 29, 2013, 06:02:40 PM Ceillen advances slowly toward the creatures and with a quiet hand gesture speak to their spokescreature. "Lead the way, my little friend. I may be able to help". Post by: samwise7 on May 30, 2013, 01:05:15 PM Post by: Fidoric on May 30, 2013, 01:43:24 PM Ceillen goes on eating heartily. Post by: samwise7 on May 31, 2013, 12:36:34 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on June 01, 2013, 08:47:24 PM Post by: Fidoric on June 01, 2013, 09:53:13 PM Post by: samwise7 on June 02, 2013, 01:50:22 AM The other creatures start to pick up one leg and drag it across the ground in almost unison gestures, as if this is some sort of ritual dance. Post by: Fidoric on June 02, 2013, 05:57:18 PM Ceillen tries to grab the nearest spear and, if succesful, break it in half over his knee. Post by: samwise7 on June 03, 2013, 04:24:45 AM ...the dance starts up again, though none of them have pointed a spear tip at their chests yet. Post by: imported_Rasyr on June 08, 2013, 03:47:58 PM Ewyn calls out to Creg, "See if you can catch up to our departing friend and guide him back here and and get him to sit down. Ceillen, can I have that broken spear please. I have an idea, and I hope to get it across to the rest of friends" Ewyn then waits to see if the one he pointed at gets the hint and sits down. If he does, Ewyn then points at all of the others in a sweeping motion, and then motions for them to take seats as well. Post by: samwise7 on June 10, 2013, 01:34:39 PM Creg manages to eventually after much handwaving and gesturing to have the departed creature return. Post by: Fidoric on June 11, 2013, 07:06:50 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on June 15, 2013, 03:47:27 AM He then gives the creature a questioning look. Post by: samwise7 on June 16, 2013, 12:01:28 AM Post by: Fidoric on June 16, 2013, 04:57:42 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on June 26, 2013, 02:21:38 PM Post by: samwise7 on June 28, 2013, 01:32:37 PM Post by: samwise7 on July 15, 2013, 11:58:29 AM THE END (thanks for playing). Post by: Fidoric on July 15, 2013, 07:24:19 PM Post by: imported_Rasyr on July 16, 2013, 01:08:03 PM Post by: samwise7 on July 16, 2013, 09:10:54 PM Cya around on the forum and on the net. |