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Post by KurstDisciple on Apr 18, 2008 16:28:04 GMT -5
Because your various friends urgently asked you to come, the four of you arrive at the run down inn, almost synonomously. You have all rushed to get here, and you are all on one of the four sides, ready to go in, whether through a window, or by walking around to the front. (OOC: Here is the map of the outside, say how you plan to enter, and where your were before doing so. Also I will eventually be using imageshack, it's just down atm) "click to view"
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Post by acclue lockheart on Apr 18, 2008 17:39:02 GMT -5
(*raises hand* umm, which one is the inn?)
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Post by KurstDisciple on Apr 18, 2008 19:00:34 GMT -5
(The one with the holes in the roof and with the vegetation growing up around it)
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Post by acclue lockheart on Apr 18, 2008 20:12:48 GMT -5
No one would see the little girl standing in place behind the tree near the inn. At least that was her intent. She shook violently, holding onto a shining quarterstaff with both hands in front of her at the waist. She breathed heavily and in shivering heaves. She was trying as hard as she could to hold back crying. It wasn't the silence and frightening appearance of the old ruin, but the proximity of the crowd. She hated being around so many people and couldn't help but ask herself what the bloody hell she was doing here. Even more to her discontent, she wasn't allowed to bring Dawn with her into the city. Frankly, she couldn't take any more stress or she was going to fall apart. Trying to calm her nerves, she scanned the side of the house and saw the edge of the roof was torn off. Sai took a moment to concentrate on her armor (activate Tree Stride), and stepped through the tree, coming out immediately at a higher branch. She looked cautiously towards the open roof, ignoring the shaking limb she held onto. spot, listen (1d20 16=20, 1d20 16=22)
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Post by acclue lockheart on Apr 18, 2008 20:54:34 GMT -5
Sai focused for a moment again (SLA: minor change shape). She didn't want to reveal her true form yet, even away from the crowds, but the floor looked too soft and rotten to jump onto. In a dull flash of light, a pair of colorful filmy wings materialized onto the girl's back. She jumped forward and flapped them quickly to hover over and land gently on the second floor, cautiously slowing the weight she put on the floor until she stopped flapping the wings. She allowed the wings to disappear behind her again (minor change shape).
She wasn't sure what her father wanted with her here, but she was sure it wasn't going to be good. She may have been nervous, but she was older than before and now that she knew where he was, she was ready to tell him off.
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Post by razak on Apr 18, 2008 21:27:22 GMT -5
Azera and Shona moved their way through the crowd, casually pushing passerbys out of their path, without being rude of course.
Azera is a pale green young half-elf, that one could recognize as a person with Forestblood Elf blood in their veins with silvary hair that fell to the small of her back and stunning blue eyes. She wore a tight fitting red leather outfit with flames in gold Filagree. A red chocker on her neck shown with brilliance as the light caught the large gold opal at the center of the chocker.
Shona looked about 16, with tannish skin and deep purple eyes. She was slim and wore a outfit consisting of a deep green shirt and a black thigh-length skirt. She was practically bouncing with excitement as they neared the Inn. The feature that brought the duo the most looks was the fact that her hair, which was drawn back in a ponytail, was a deep copperish red- with a very apparent metallic sheen.
Azera didn't seem to much of a talker, but Shona made up for. "So do you think this'll be an adventure, oh I hope so." she said hopefully.
A few seconds later she spoke again "I wonder why Derek was so insistent that we meet him here?"
She cocked her head like she was listening to someone speak then answered "True... Derek was always a little silly, but do you think he would bring you here for pretty much a reunion?"
She listened again, then laughed 'Yeah, if anyone would it'd be Derek"
The two of them reached the door and looked at the deplapidated old Inn. "Whoa, this place really sucks" Shona said smirking, but shut up when Azera frowned at her.
Shona walked up and before Azera could stop her, she opened the door.
There was a crash and break as the force of her opening a door tore the lock right of, because it was locked.'
Azera raised a elegant eyebrow at Shona and Shona blushed slightly "Yeah...I just don't now my own strength."
As they walked in they spotted a young girl (How young?) standing in the middle of the room, holding a shining quarter-staff in a combat stance.
Azera smiled warmly and prodded Shona, who also smiled and kneeled with her hand held out "We're not here to hurt you my name is Shona and this" she gestured over her shoulder at the silver-haired woman "is Mim-Jay"
Azera frowned deeply and smacked the top of the younger woman's head Shona groaned "OW! Ok her name is Azera" Shona stopped and winked "But, you can call her Mim-Jay." Shona looked around "Hey are you lost? whats your name...maybe we can help you?"
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Post by KurstDisciple on Apr 18, 2008 21:43:20 GMT -5
(PMed a place holder to allow for the other two to come in)
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Post by Zamazingo on Apr 19, 2008 2:34:24 GMT -5
" ...careful!...'scuze me.....coming through...oof!! Watch it pebble-brains!!" Regaining his balance, Dinbar continued to hustle through the crowded streets, one hand in his front as he pushed and squeezed through, the other on his backpack as his precaution against would-be pickpockets. The gnome was never bothered by his diminutive size, except when swimming up wards a river of people such as this. Closing in on his meeting point, Dinbar broke off from the crowd with a sigh of relief. With his sense of personal space restored, he readjusted his backpack, checked himself over and when satisfied, proceeded toward the abandoned inn. A quick glance was more than enough to see that time and lack of maintenance had not treated the building kindly. Unsure of what laid within, Dinbar found it best to approach with caution. Laying low nearby some foliage, he decided to approach and enter from a window from the side, rather than march in from the front. Hide: 52Move Silently: 30Sneaking up to a suitable window, Dinbar hops up and in as quietly as he can. Once inside, he holds still for a moment, focusing his eyes and ears in hopes of sensing whatever may be lurking inside. Listen: 22Spot: 21
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Post by acclue lockheart on Apr 19, 2008 4:19:01 GMT -5
(Well I wasn't actually on the first floor at all before, never assume someone takes any actions in RPGs, and my response would probably be less of a battle stance and more...) Sai let out a quick shriek as the door flew open and then stepped back through to the room behind her, ducking around the corner and sitting down against the wall. She shivered even more violently now. She peeked back around the corner for a moment and saw two girls looking right at her. She backed up around the corner again. As they said they weren't there to hurt her, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked around the corner without actually stepping out from her hiding place. "Umm... my name... it's Sai." her voice was extremely high pitched and clumsy, even for her young age. She paused for a moment to gather herself some more "I am... looking for my father..."(Sai appears as a very short 15-year human, standing only at about four and a half feet tall, so you're probably towering over her )
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Post by razak on Apr 19, 2008 5:47:18 GMT -5
(oops sorry Acclue, I missed "second" and only saw floor)
Shona still was holding out her hand. Even though she only appeared about 16, she was much taller and her voice more mature than little Sai.
"Your Dad huh? I'm sure we can help you find him." Shona said kindly.
Azera was still smiling when a voice boomed in her head. Used to Telepathic communication, her only outward sign of discomfort was a eyebrow raise, and her eyes half closed. What the hell was in this place, she wondered?
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Post by KurstDisciple on Apr 19, 2008 8:19:23 GMT -5
This floor is filled with nothing but half rotted tables, a pile of old rotting barrels. The light entering the room from above allows for moderate visibility and a pervasion of dim light. The floor has spots where it is rotted through, giving a view of the foundation and ground below the inn. Map
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Post by Snadgeros on Apr 19, 2008 9:03:18 GMT -5
Delion was far back behind the inn, in the thick forests where he was most comfortable. It felt good to be among the natural world again, but he could not help but feel nervous.
It occurred to him that he had no idea what this family friend his parents had sent him after looked like, but by his logic, if he waited here, someone was bound to show up. Sure enough, a few hours later, there appeared a little girl, scurrying up a tree before flying into the gaping holes in the roof. He knew this was not the friend he sought, but was curious nonetheless.
Inhaling deeply, Delion stood up straight and unfurled two great, feathered wings, like those of an eagle, from underneath his cloak. With a giant thrust, he soared from the ground and across the foliage to follow the girl inside.
EDIT: As he slowly descended into the darkness, Delion summoned his eldritch powers and focused them into his vision. ((See the Unseen: Darkvision and See Invisibility))
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Post by KurstDisciple on Apr 19, 2008 11:27:48 GMT -5
A flash of light pervades the first floor of the inn, followed by a small crash in the rear right of the inn. As the light recedes the rubble in the middle of the room is swept slightly aside making way for a mahogany table with 9 figures seated around it. In the corner of the inn, a man decends slowly, held by an unseen force, and a man nearby is illuminated by a slight glow. The table is adorned with a singular candle stick, just bright enough to make out the figures around the table. The three on the right seem to be glowing with a white light falling from the ceiling above. Among them is a woman with long blonde hair, inching down her pale face, flowing past lucious red lips to fall on a gleaming breast plate etched with gold insignias. To her right sits a hulking figure of a man, with light brown hair, cut close to his head, his face sporting a uniform stuble of a beard. His blue eyes are aglow with the ferver of righteousness, that compliments his full suit of armor. On his right sits a thin man, cloaked in a robe of deep brown. His hood is pulled over his face, a dim glow can be seen being emitted from behind it. In the center of the table, sits three figures adorned with a dim light about them, that seems to be coming from their bodies rather than anywhere else. These three are composed of two men on either side of a woman. The man on the left is rather large but rather than armor is cloaked in loose fitting robes. The man on the right, while thin wears a leaden breast plate with a mace by his side. And the women in the middle sits with her head staring forward, and a hand on the hilt of a sword. Her body is covered in various patches of metal that seem to come together forming a full suit of mail. If not for the peculiar clothing they wore, these three would commonly be mistaken for peasents. The three on the left radiate the essence of hate, and sit with a red pulsating light forming below them. There is a women nearest to the middle, covered in a ragged black cloak. Where eyes should lay in her skull, exists only sockets surrounded by torn ripped flesh. Her hands seem devoid of life, taking a more skeletal appearance than accual decayed bodies themselves. Her hair is black, blotchy, looking as if it had been torn out, and filled with strands of gray. The man on her left is thin, he sits rigid with cracked bleeding lips pursed shut. His eyes lack pupils of any kind, replaced instead by an inky blackness. His armor, while looking to be expertly crafted, contains dents, and scratches throughout, offset by varying tints of blood. And the last person at the table is an unseemly disfigured monster of a man. One of his eyes, while still inset into his skull, has a jagged scarr running through it, the eye itself cut in two. His arms have patches of being scraped to the bone, while the rest of his body has odd bulges, that a weapon can be seen poking out of every so often. His face looks as if it might at one point have been handsome to behold, but now is perhaps the most horrid part of his body. His lips have been torn off, and picked at constantly to allow a consistent flow of blood, while the skin on his face has been replaced by various hides of creatures unknown. He wears a piece of metal to cover his front, but even that is somehow twisted to his desires, with various body parts of his enemies adorning it. Together all nine chant "Come forth the four chosen." Map
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Post by Zamazingo on Apr 19, 2008 11:31:28 GMT -5
Shivering and rubbing his temples for a second, Dinbar felt distressed, but curious. Not quite ready to drop his caution nor concealment, he decides to slowly creep into the main hall, where he could swear he heard some voices...
The unexpected bright flash and noise is enough to startle him however. In a momentary daze, he stands upright and stares at the 9 figures, not quite noticing the two women and the girl off to his side.
"Come fourth the four...what??"
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Post by KurstDisciple on Apr 19, 2008 11:50:32 GMT -5
"Chosen." The three women say in perfect unison.
"You four have been chosen for a task." The three large men say also in unison.
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