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posted March 21, 2004 04:34 AM |
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RSF grabs the evil necklace, thinking it could have some use.
RSF: "I take it you aren't a native. I figured not. I haven't seen a single person since came off the ship. Wait a minute, I think I saw you when I landed. You were the necromancer that went into the jungle to the east. You must have floated down a long way to not know where you are. Good thing for you undead can't drown."
Dingo: "Yes, I did go into the jungle and I had an unfortunate time with these barbaric apes. But you didn't answer my question."
RSF: "Oh yeah these are the plains to the south. Right now I'm going to follow this river until we get to a town. Do you care to join me? Better to travel together than alone. I can see you didn't have much luck all alone in that jungle. Perhaps an ally will better your misfortunes. Yes?"
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Dragon_Slayer
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posted March 22, 2004 09:22 AM |
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VADSKYE:
As you walk off you noticed something around the Behemoths neck. It looks like a shock collar, someone must have been controlling the beast. Your not sure what this means but its getting dark and you decide to rest the night in a small cave nearby were the behemoth lived. Your still a bit sore from the battle but you should be fine.
ASMODEAN
We agree to your terms, although the Evrees do not carry magical artifacts on them. They feel no need to, but I can assure you that our reward will be great. Before we begin you must prove yourself to be strong enough to face the Evrees. Follow us to our training ground were we will test your abilities.
DINGO & RSF
As it seems the necklace also has a negative effect on people who do not know how to use it, you decide to keep it in a pouch until more is learned about it. You follow the path to a town. Everyone is gathered in the town square. You ask him what is happening, intimidated by your presence he replies, saying that it’s the annual battle contest. Spell casters in one group, fighters in another. You battle until there is one left standing. Then the fighter and spell caster battle each other. You think about joining the competition.
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RedSoxFan3
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posted March 22, 2004 04:06 PM |
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RSF takes Dingo aside to talk to him.
RSF: "I was thinking that the two of us could team up together to fight all these guys. If the two of us are the only ones left standing in our group, then whoever is in the worst shape will stand down and let whoever is in the best shape move on to battle the winner of the fighters."
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Asmodean
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posted March 23, 2004 02:08 AM |
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All too easy......
A test. Well, it should not be too hard to pass whatever 'test' these druids have. But I'm slightly perturbed on learning that these Evrees have no magical artifacts. Where do they get their power? Do they have ritualistic spells or is it an inborn ability? Maybe a few dissected prisoners should help me solve that mystery - after they've been put to the question.
'Lead on Agorln'.
I will take their test, and begin consolidating my power here in this new world. I wonder if I am the only hero these people have approached, or will I find others at this testing ground......
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Vadskye91
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posted March 23, 2004 02:22 AM |
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Vaskye yawned. He was tired, but he couldn't get to sleep. What was that collar? Vadskye puzzled over it longer, then finally decided to put it on.
Vadskye: "AAAIIIGGHHHH! AAAHAAHAAH!"
Vadskye managed to rip it off him. He collapsed, sweating. It was a shock collar. Someone wanted him dead. But why? Vadskye decided to sleep on that. Maybe a *yawn* answer would *yawn* come to him in the m-m-morning. ZZZzzz...
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Dingo
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posted March 23, 2004 05:14 AM |
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This Competition sounded like it was going to be easy. Dingo was curious about the prize, so he decided to join the competition.
Dingo: Ok RSF that’s a good idea. That way we have more of a chance to win the prize.
RSF: Exactly.
The Competition wasn’t until tomorrow. So Dingo and RSF explored the town.
RSF: There is the Tavern. We should go there and see what they have.
Dingo: We will do that later. First of all some people feel uneasy around the undead and Secondly I want to know more about this necklace. We should find someone who might know more about it.
RSF: Come on! We should get something to drink!
Dingo: Well, Ok. Lets go.
Dingo and RSF enter the Tavern.
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Dragon_Slayer
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posted March 23, 2004 09:01 AM |
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RSF & DINGO
After you both sign up for the tournament you walk into the Tavern; everyone turns around and watches you. It seems they have not come across the likes of the undead to often. RSF Urges Dingo not to say anything, he is far too upfront for this sort of thing. Being the better speaker of the two RSF steps forward.
RSF: Do not be alarmed, we have only come to participate in your tournament. We don’t mean any harm… *yet*
Manager: Hmmm, you can stay here for a drink, but do not expect to stay the night. Your presence scares my customers.
RSF: But certainly you wouldn’t leave us with no place to stay?
Manager: For 20gp you can rent this tent for the night, but it must be brought back in one piece.
With that Dingo and RSF stay a while and talk with the locals. Dingo decides to ask the locals about the necklace.
Dingo: Do you know what this is?
Man: Yes, how you got it puzzles me.
Dingo: What is it?
Man: I would never tell the likes of you!
Dingo: I will destroy you if you do not tell me what this is!
And with that Dingo found out what the necklace did and was blessed, or should I say ‘cursed’ with its powers. Dingo’s strength is raised from 4 to 5. They both get kicked out of the tavern for violent behavior. Dingo and RSF now have 185gp.
RSF: How did you get that necklace?
Dingo: I took the liberty of taking it out of your pouch to ask about it.
RSF: Fine you can keep it, but whatever we win from this tournament, I get most of it!
ASMODEAN
You go to the training centre. Four of the strongest deer-like men you have ever seen are here. You begin to fight them. They are swift and get many blows in before you can cast your magic. You are unfortunately not as swift and cannot escape their blows. You concentrate as hard as you can while getting hit and manage to create 3 copies of yourself. The men don’t know what’s going on. You and your copies float above them and shoot four mental bolts down at them. To them you shot sixteen bolts down, they don’t know what to block. You make a direct hit, they fall and quiver on the ground.
Agorln: You did well, better than expected. For now you rest in the guest room to regain your strength. We will depart in the morning.
VADSKYE
You sleep well, for someone who was almost killed. You awake and you feel sore, around your neck and chest. You decide to explore this cave a bit more before leaving. You notice a wooden plank against the wall. You push them aside revealing what appears to the behemoths quarters. Inside you find some ointment, which helps sooth your pain. You also see a very badly drawn map on the wall. It shows where you are and a trail that leads to a town. ‘Master’ is written in the middle of the town. Maybe the person who was controlling that behemoth resides here.
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doomnezeu
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posted March 23, 2004 09:28 AM |
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Ouch, my head!
Doomnezeu gets up from the ground, dusting off his robe. Not hours before, the encounter with that pesky creature was allmost a fatal one. He was alone in the woods, exploring, searching for new life on this strange ground. And then, suddenly...
It appeared. It was what doomnezeu thought to be a woodsman. But it was a small one, black coloured, whith strange clothes and strange weapons. Not wanting to scare the creature, doom'nezeu tried to make verbal contact with it. It seemed then that the creature did not know of any language used. Hmm. that was strange indeed. So doom'nezeu got closer, trying to make himself understoot through signs. At first, that seemed to work, but suddenly, the creature throwed a small dart that pierced doom'nezeu's right arm. Then, he felt.
Now, when he woke up, he does not know how much time has passed, where he is or where to go. A slight amnesia seems to have hit him, for he can hardly even remember his name. Well, he must go around and ask people about this place, and maybe explain to him what is going on here.
"Oh, i've missed a lot. God damn!" Thinks doom'nezeu, as he sets off to find life in this land.
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RedSoxFan3
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posted March 25, 2004 04:18 AM |
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The following day comes all to slowly for RSF. The night was long and very cold. The tent could provide a good break to the wind, but it did little as far as warmth was concerned. The morning sun was incredibly soothing for his numb hands and feet. It took until nearly noon before he had thawed. Dingo however was more than all set. He wasn't alive so the cold had no effect on him. RSF had only an hour to get out the bugs.
As day got closer and closer to the start of battle, an hour after noon, RSF was getting more and more nervous. He saw dozens and dozens of opponents. The mages generally didn't seem to dangerous, but they are mages. Their power is hidden. It is this that worried RSF the most. The fear of the unknown tore at him making his breathing tremble and hands shake. There was still a long time until the battle began and RSF knew he must calm down or he would begin to tire. RSF took a seat and meditated. After but a few deep breaths, he was calm and focused. He knew that he would not win if he did not control his fears.
The fighters were generally big and stupid. One of the men towered over RSF by more than a foot, and RSF was taller than average as it was. The man held a giant iron hammer with a mallet that was nearly a foot in diameter. That thing must have weighed over a hundred pounds. RSF knew that one solid blow from that man and he'd be done, period. There were fighters of several other types as well. One of them was a short, skinny man that carried a long sword. He was dressed in a giant cape that he wrapped around himself. Clearly he was more of a deceptive, crafty fighter with lightning speed.
RSF knew he was ready.
OOC: Is anyone going to post or is thread gonna die off?
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Dingo
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posted March 27, 2004 08:41 PM |
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Dingo thought the tournament would be easy. All of the opponents were Human. Humans feared the Undead, and fear is what weakens Humans. The Mages looked pathetic. Farmers couldn’t handle magic, so therefore the Mages had to have been weak. The tournament began. The first round was a blond haired mage in a blue robe against a mage in a green outfit. The Blue Mage had a metal staff with a clear orb on the end, the Green Mage had a stick. Dingo placed his bet on the Blue Mage. Dingo still expected to see a boring fight. RSF on the other had thought this fight would be fascinating. The Fight began. The Green Mage hit the ground with his stick and it become muddy. The Blue Mage couldn’t move without stepping in mud. The Blue Mage pointed his staff at the Green Mage and then ice shards flew at the Green Mage. The Green Mage dodged the ice shards but one hit him in the leg. Dingo was stunned. He had not expected these Humans to know such magic.
Dingo: RSF where did these Humans learn such magic? They are all farmers!
RSF: These people have traveled from all over the land. I read about it in the paper. The Blue Mage comes from some academy and the Green Mage learned his powers from Nature.
The Fight was finally over. The Blue Mage had barely won. The Green Mage created a forest with magic, and the Blue Mage shot him out with a Lightning Bolt.
Dingo: Well at least we won’t have to fight the Blue Mage, his injury prevents another battle. That Green Mage put up a good fight.
RSF: There are healers right over there.
The Announcer got up on stage.
Announcer: This fight was won by Jonathan from the Cloud Academy. Up next we have RedSoxFan3 against Zoltan the Red Mage. This should be a great fight!
Dingo: Good Luck.
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Asmodean
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posted March 28, 2004 03:15 AM |
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I manage to keep enough concentration to allow me to float to the house they provided for me to stay. As I close the door I finally allow myself to stand.
That was a tough fight. I had expected more time to prepare my spell components, nor had I expected a 4-on-1 battle. These deermen have a natural strength and speed that would have made them great gladiators in my homeland.
Strange how I saw none of their womenfolk in the village...
Is Agorln a leader or just one of their spellcasters?
Just as I reach the bedroom there is a loud roar from outside and I feel a judder in the earth, follwed by the sound of screams.
Someone pounds the door of the house.
Agorln: Asmodean, it is an Evree raid - we need you help!
Dammit I need rest! But I run to the door and fling it open, launching myself as high as I can into the air.
Just as quickly I have to dodge a .... thing that swoops down and snaps at me. A wyvern! With a rider. I can't make out the face of the rider as he has a thick cowl on his head, but unless wyverns in this land have two tails these Evrees must be some kind of lizard people.
Another roar sounds above my head and as I look up I see another wyvern bearing down on top of me! But wait - this one is different, I can see the clouds behind it - an illusion! Swinging back towards the first wyvern I cast blinding light. The wyvern rears back suddenly, throwing it's rider to the ground. He lies motionless. While the wyvern is stunned I cast Mental Bolt and it screams in pain before fleeing. Looking round I can see four more wyverns and four more illusions. I can spot the illusionary ones now I know what to look for. Four more Mental Bolts for the wyverns is enough to send them into a panic, winging away to the north towards the jungle.
The sounds of sobbing can still be heard in the village but the screaming has stopped. Making my way to the fallen Evree I can see it is still breathing. Ripping off the cowl shows me a reptilian face. The creature is blue scaled with two red spiny crests starting above each eye and continuing down it's back. It is wearing light leather armor. I don't know what makes me think so, but I almost sure it is female. What IS apparent though, is that at least one of her legs is broken, from it's postion.
A noise behind me makes me turn round. It is Agorln and Ayelk.
'I suggest you prepare a holding cell for this one Agorln. And when it wakes I want it questioned about their defense arrangements, magic ability, and the whereabouts of their wyvern nests'
Leaving the two deermen to deal with the prisoner I walk exhaustedly toward the house. A wyvern to ride would give added protection, and anything I can find out about these Evrees will help me in fighting them again. Who knows, perhaps I'll even get a few hours sleep this time......
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Dragon_Slayer
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posted March 28, 2004 09:05 AM |
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DOOMNEZEU
You pull the dart out of your arm. You look at your money purse. Odd, you only have 145 gold pieces left. You’re missing 50 pieces! You look around the bushes but only manage to find 15 pieces. While looking for your money you find a long cylinder made of bamboo. It must have been the shooter for the dart. You decide to keep it; maybe it could lead to the person who shot you. You decide to explore the wood a bit more, maybe you could find a hide out or town of some sort.
RSF
You step into the arena. The floor is sandy with a white rope as a boundary line. The arena is large enough to have a good fight. You and the red mage bow to each other.
Man: BEGIN!
The battle begins. The mage instantly casts fire shield on himself the light from the spell is almost blinding. Physical attacks must be avoided now. You shoot an Arcane bolt at the mage. The invisible bolt makes a direct hit with his chest. The mage falls.
RSF: Is that all you have got?
The mage fades away, and then the real mage drops from above kneeing you in the back. You are in pain, and you back is throbbing from the burn. The mage must have cast an illusion of himself when the blinding light came. You cast Summon Giant Spiders. You manage to summon 2 spiders. The spiders attack the mage, causing minor damage but poisoning him. The mage casts inferno. The spiders burn and die; you receive minor burns and begin to tire. You cast armour on yourself, and then cast chain lightning on the mage. The lightning hits the mage, then you, then the mage, then you, and then the mage one last time. You are protected against the lightning from the armour, but the mage is badly hurt. The mage puts his hands into a cup shape above his head; a ball of dark energy is forming. You have never felt such power coming from a single attack. The mage suddenly falls, the poison finally got to him.
Man: And the winner is, RSF!
The crowd cheers and you and the mage are rushed to the medics.
DINGO
After watching the battle with RSF and the red mage you begin to worry. These mages are far stronger than you think and you should not underestimate them.
Man: Next up is Dingo, the Necromancer and Muta, the Yellow mage.
RSF: Why do these mages all wear coloured robes?
Man: All of these mages come from an island, filled with different academies. Each one is in fierce competition to produce the strongest mages. The colour of their robes usually shows what magic they specialise in.
You step up to the arena and bow to the Yellow mage. The fight starts and you summon a Skeleton Magi to cast some poison bolts on the yellow mage. The yellow mage summons two rock elementals; the poison bolts bounces off them. The elementals both punch the ground, causing a shock wave to run up your bony legs. It doesn’t affect you, but you can feel their strength. You wonder if you can win this fight…
ASMODEAN
You go to sleep. When you wake you feel revitalized. You step outside and make your way to the captured Evree. You begin to question it. With your good charisma you manage to find out that there is a Wyvern nest close to the Evree’s town. The Evrees have their town surrounded by a stone wall, with archers in towers along the wall. There are not many Evrees, but their magical abilities mean that 1 Evree could take up to 3 of the deer people. The main Evree, Obelisk, possesses a magical artifact called a Chieftains Crown. Agorln promises you possession of this artifact if you help them. You will have a few days to prepare, then the attack will be launched.
OOC: Asmodean please note that I will not only be judging the outcome by your stats, but also you tactics. Because nobody has any crowns yet I must do this to make things easier. Basically if you just post: I will break into the fortress and kill the leader you will lose. I suggest that during your preparation time you make some plans, strategies, and tactics to invade. That way when you do invade I can judge you on that.
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Asmodean
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posted March 29, 2004 01:27 AM |
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Battle Plans
From the prisoner's information, that I extracted before I slit her throat, I have constructed this map of Evree territory just inside the south-eastern jungle.
This is the plan: I will lead half of the deerman army, to the site of the wyvern nest, where we shall attempt to take over the area and sieze the wyverns.
At the same time the other half of the army will be waiting in hiding around the town walls.
After we have seized the wyverns, my force will then fly back to the town walls, where – at my signal - both halves of the deerman army will launch a major assault on the town. The Evrees should be confused and not realise the deermen are riding the wyverns until it is too late.
Meanwhile I will land on the roof of the citadel and challenge Obelisk to a duel, or simply assassinate him if the opportunity arrives.
Of course any plan is only good until it the first arrow leaves the bow, then we must adapt or die.
As the deermen soldiers and I depart, I make sure Agorln and Ayelk know their roles in the plan, and they assure me that they and their soldiers can hide in the jungle without the Evrees discovering them. It will take me and my force 2 days to reach the wyvern nest and anything may happen between now and then……………
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RedSoxFan3
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posted March 29, 2004 03:42 AM |
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RSF: "How many rounds of this competition are there?"
Man: "There are 5 rounds total. 2 preliminary rounds, A semifinal, a final, and then the battle between the mage and the fighter. You can go watch another mage battle right over there."
RSF: "No thanks, I'd rather watch my friend here."
Man: "So then you know the yellow mage? How can you not know why all the mages wear different colors?"
RSF: "I'm with the necromancer."
Man: "You mean that undead guy!"
RSF: "Yeah... So?"
Man: "Nothing. I just wouldn't hang around any undead guy."
RSF: "It's better than travelling alone, plus this necromancer seems pretty neutral, which is pretty uncharacteristic for an undead. Most of those undead are Chaotic Evil or Neutral Evil depending, occasionally Lawful Evil. So as long as I don't piss him off, I think I'll be all set travelling with that guy."
The man gives RSF a strange look.
Man: "I think I'm gonna place a bet on you right now."
RSF: "Why's that?"
Man: "Well you're either really smart, or really insane. Either way that's a sure quality great mage."
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Dingo
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posted March 30, 2004 06:41 AM |
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Undead- Dead; resistant to most physiological effects
Necromancer -STR(4)/ DEX(5)/ END(5)/ AGI(5)/ CHA(4)/ INT(9)/ WIS(8)/ WIL(10)
Summon skeleton magi- summons skeleton caster
Teleportation- teleport to another place
Song of Hypnosis- hypnotize some units
Spell Steal - Takes a beneficial spell from the enemy and puts it on Caster aka ME.
Black Curse - Take a negative spell from the caster and places it on an enemy.
The skeleton mage can cast POISON BOLT ( poison damage), ESSENCE OF THE WRAITH, (spell that makes you float slightly and speeds you up), and RIGAMORTISIS ( spell that stiffens and slows down an enemy).
All of these mages where much stronger than Dingo anticipated. Dingo couldn’t figure out what magic the Yellow Mage specialized in. It didn’t matter, those Rock Elementals where also a threat.
They both punched the ground again and Dingo almost fell over. These Rock Elementals used to ground to attack, so Dingo had the skeleton mage cast Essence of the Wraith. Dingo now floats above the ground. The skeleton mage shot some more poison bolts at the Yellow Mage but the Rock Elementals blocked the bolts.
This meant that the Yellow Mage had to be weak physically. The Yellow Mage was small, a few good blows would take him out, unfortunately Dingo didn’t have any offensive damage spells, and those Rock Elementals protected the Yellow mage.
The Yellow Mage then summoned a massive bird.
This meant the Yellow Mage was a summoner. Summoners are usually weak physically, that’s why they summon creatures to fight for them. This fight had to be won with tactics. Dingo’s tactic was to avoid the Rock Elementals, they were slow and Dingo is floating so this would be easy. Then Dingo had to kill the Yellow Mage, this would prevent future spells and creatures.
As Dingo was thinking up this genius plan, the Yellow Mages tactics changed. The bird, and the Rock Elementals attacked. Dingo teleported next to the Yellow Mage just in time. The creatures were tearing up the Skeleton, he wouldn’t last long. A bright white shield appeared around the Yellow Mage.
Muta: This is a lightning shield. Good luck attacking me without getting seriously, shocked.
A big smile crossed Dingo’s face. He started to laugh. He cast Spell Steal and the Lightning Shield now surrounded him.
Dingo: Oh I bet you didn’t see that coming!
Then that bird attacked Dingo. The Lightning Shield killed the bird instantly, but the spell was now gone. Then the Yellow Mage summoned a panther. Dingo then hypnotized the panther, and had it attack the Rock Elementals. Dingo needed to finish the Yellow Mage. He summoned another Skeleton Mage. The Skeleton Mage cast Rigamortsis, slowing down, and stiffening the Yellow Mage. Then Dingo starts bashing the Yellow Mage with his staff, while the Skeleton Mage shoots poison bolts. The Panther then joins in on the slaughter. Before the Rock Elementals reach him, it’s over.
Dingo wins the match.
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Vadskye91
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posted March 30, 2004 06:47 PM |
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Vadskye: "Who could control a Behemoth? Not anyone I want to mess with. I think I'll just leave him be. Now then, where's the nearest town?"
Vadskye checks the map again. He finds a town nearby and then packs up and leaves. After a few days of traveling, Vadskye sees it. He quickly floats up higher to get an idea of what's going on before heading in. There appears to be some kind of contest going on. Perfect for pickpocketing.  Vadskye heads into town, walking to avoid attracting attention. Soon he has gathered almost 100gp. Thinking that this is enough for one day, Vadskye decides to stop pickpocketing and start learning about that contest.
Vadskye: (to a commoner)"What's going on?"
Commoner: "It's the mage contest! Look!"
Vadskye watches as a necromancer fights a Yellow Summoner. The necromancer wins handily.
Vadskye: "Well, I'm no mage. Is there a contest for fighters?"
Commoner: "Aye, right over there. Ye be thinkin' t' join?"
Vadskye: "It's a possibility. Thank you."
Vadskye leaves the mage arena area and asks the contest manager about joining the fighter's contest.
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Dragon_Slayer
Honorable
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posted March 31, 2004 12:29 PM |
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ASMODEAN
You rally your troops and depart for thee wyvern nest. You move swiftly and the journey is much shorter than expected. It seems the wyvern nest is only one day away. This gives you much more time to prepare. You decide to camp for the night and attack the Evrees guarding the wyvern nest before sunrise. You are restless and do not sleep. You are constantly keeping guard in case you are spotted, but you know they will never see you. At around 4:00am you wake the troops and explain the battle plan. They understand and you begin to close in on the Wyvern nest…
OoC: Asmodean I will let you fight this however, you wish. The lead up was good so this is a sure win battle. I will be writing up the main attack on the Evree base and I will be deciding it on this battle and your battle plans.
VADSKYE
You talk to the organizer about joining the fighter’s tournament. He explains the rules and how you must battle the strongest mage if you win.
Man: Sorry sir. Round two is already underway many people have already been knocked out and the ones who won are tired. You on the other hand, are fresh and have missed the first round. I could let you in however, for the price of 50gp…
Vadskye: argh, fine.
You throw 50gp on the counter, the man hides it quickly. You now have 270gp. Next up is Vadskye and Ugor. You step into the arena. Ugor is physically stronger than you are, but you hope you can easily out smart and manoeuvre him.
Man: Fight!
OoC: Vadskye when you pick pocket do not say how much you gain. I will decide that based on the location and stats. This is just to stop people getting overly rich. Sorry if I sound a bit bossy.
RSF & DINGO
Man: There will be a 1-hour recess until the semi finals. During this time you are free to wander the city or watch the fighter tournament to check out your competition. Make sure you are back by the hour or you will be disqualified.
Dingo is brought to the healers where any damage was healed. They even restored all of his magic. RSF walks over to dingo. You discuss about what to do during your hour break. RSF decides to get something to eat and Dingo decides to wander the town. You agree to meet at the fighter’s tournament after 30 minutes to check out whom you may have to face. You both go your separate ways.
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Asmodean
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posted March 31, 2004 02:35 PM |
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Follow the Queen
The tension is palpable as I survey the nest site. A tall rocky hill with small caves gouged out of it. There are wyverns in those nests, at least 75-100 wyverns, though half are juvenile and won't be able to carry riders.
All of my squad leaders have been briefed on my plan, and one of them touches my shoulder and nods his antlers to the nest at the top of the hill.
And there she is. The Wyvern Monarch. My plan hinges on her. Signalling to the four soldiers I have picked out for this dangerous part of the plan I put my fibgers to my lips, emphasising once again the need for absolute silence. There are only 5 Evree guards in view, though there may be more in the small guardhouse at the base of the hill. The guards are moving around the perimeter of the nest site, but as Agorln assured me, these deermen could hide almost flawlessly in the jungle when they don't want to be seen, they could almost be fey.
Enough stalling.....it's time.
Cloaking the 5 of us in illusion so that we match the background we begin to pick our way slowly up the hill, avoiding the nest sites. The wyverns become slightly agitated as we pass their individual nests, their animal senses telling them something is amiss, but their eyes fooled by my illusion. At last we reach the Queen, she is huge. Her wingspan would rival that of a small dragon. She is attended by four males, the strongest in the colony. Now the tricky bit. Somehow Obelisk has managed to charm the Queen, otherwise the males would instantly kill the Evree guards at the nest, so I must first undo what Obelisk has done, then charm the creature myself.
I had thought long and hard on the problem and before we left, I had Ayelk find me a potion of Dispel. I had soaked a lamb carcass in the potion all night until it became infused with it, and one of the soldiers was carrying it waiting the signal to throw it to the Queen. A small pop and a blue flash was enough of a distraction to have all 5 wyvern heads whip round to see what was disturbing the Queen, and when she turned back in front of her was a tasty treat, with no need to chase it down herself.
Ripping chuks of meat from the carcass she throws her head back and swallows. Immediately she freezes, and gives a long shudder, and then all 5 wyverns begin to eat the lamb until it is nothing but cracked bones and wool.
When they're finished their meal I make my move. Spinning a charm, I see it settle into her brain, and I reveal myself. She looks at me and the spell completes. I am now a fixed point of adoration in her mind, and her mind controls the other wyverns in her clutch. I point at the Evrees and say one word - 'Kill'.
The shrieks of wyverns and the flapping of wings fill the air, followed by the hissing yelps of the Evrees a they are torn limb from limb. When the carnage is over I bring my army out of the jungle and tell the Queen that her people must carry us to the Evree city.
And she must carry me.
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To err is human, to arr is pirate.
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Dingo
Responsible
Legendary Hero
God of Dark SPAM
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posted April 01, 2004 06:42 AM |
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It became apparent in the last fight that Dingo needed a stronger weapon. Unfortunately when he left his land, he brought few supplies. He needed a better staff. His staff was nice; it was light, strong and durable. Dingo however, wanted it to have something extra. Having his weapon enchanted would make battles easier. So he wandered the town trying to find a magic shop. He was short on time, so instead of looking for it, he thought it would be easier to ask some locals. A tavern was spotted, so he went in. He took a seat at the bar.
Bartender: What do you want?
Dingo: I was wondering where is the mage guild or blacksmith.
Bartender: I don’t talk to your kind.
Dingo: Excuse me?
Bartender: You heard me. You undead are freaks of nature.
Dingo’s eyes filled with rage. He grabbed the bartender.
Dingo: Freak of nature? When I’m done with you, you will be the meaning of, “Freak of Nature.”
Bartender: James! Andrew! Bryan! HELP!
The people in the tavern charged at Dingo. Dingo let go of the bartender and then impaled him in the head with the staff. He then used his staff to push of the men away. Then Dingo sensed more people coming from behind him. This was an angry mob. Dingo quickly glanced around, some of the people have swords, knifes, and chains. Dingo however, wasn’t going to let some humans get away with an insult. He teleported to the entrance and closed the door, locking everyone inside.
Dingo: You humans have lived too long without some interaction with the undead.
He summoned a skeleton mage and had it shoot poison bolts at the people. The people started throwing bottles and chairs at Dingo. He teleported up on the bar table, and hit the shelf. All the bottles fell on the floor. Dingo then was hitting people with his staff. Dingo couldn’t fight all of these people, their were simply too many. He commanded the skeleton mage to seal off the door, by putting chairs, desks and tables near it. He then teleported near a lamp and threw it on the ground. It quickly set the place on fire. Dingo started to run towards the stairs, as he went by the remaining tables he took the drinks. When he reached the top of the stairs, he poured the drinks on the stairs, the stairs then caught on fire. Dingo broke out of the windows; it was a far drop to the ground. He teleported himself to the street. Dingo was going to stay and kill any survivors but then he realized it would be wise to get away from the fire.
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Vadskye91
Promising
Supreme Hero
Back again
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posted April 06, 2004 03:24 AM |
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OOC: Hey no problem about the money, it makes sense. Next thing you I'd start robbing banks and say I got 10000 gp... 
BIC: Vadskye: "Okay who am I up against? Ugor?"
Ugor: "You will fight me. You are so puny. I will crush your skull easily."
Vadskye: "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Big talk, let's see some action, ya?"
Ugor was huge, but Vadskye still felt confident. He had a plan. Ugor suddenly charged, his massive bulk bearing down on Vadskye quickly. Vadskye easily sidestepped, however, sticking out his leg to trip Ugor. Unfortunately, Ugor's leg was far too strong to trip. Vadskye pulled is leg back, wincing at the pain. Ugor was still running, and then he ran right over the edge. Vadskye was incredulous; was Ugor giving up? But it soon became clear that there was some kind of spell held the fighters inside the ring. Ugor ricocheted back, moving just as fast as he had before. Vadskye dodged again, but saw that this would continue endlessly if he didn’t stop it. The next time Ugor passed, his feet just touching the ground enough to keep him aloft, Vadskye sliced his side with his dagger. Ugor barely flinched, but it would drain his strength. After a few more passes, and a few slices, Ugor was bleeding openly, his strength draining quickly. A few more ricochets and Ugor had to stop bouncing. It was easy for Vadskye to win now. He charged, dodging a clumsy swibe with one hand, and then stuck his dagger into Ugor’s chest. Ugor howled in pain, immobilized for the moment. Vadskye pulled it out and struck again, and again, and again. Soon Ugor was dead, leaving Vadskye to be the victor. The spells deactivated and Vadskye walked off the stage, exhausted.
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Knowledge is power...
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