Trace(ceil) Wednesday June 26th, 2002 3:55:20 PM
Trace orders some food and a tankard of ale. Then trace notices that Sly is not eating anything,*That's odd,* Trace thinks to himself, *Sly is usually always hungry? * But he cannot resist asking Sly, "Sly your not eating? Any thing wrong?"
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Wednesday June 26th, 2002 3:59:49 PM
Sly is just sitting there, listening to the others talk, when Trace ask him a question, he answers "I'm not hungry."
Sir Thomas Wednesday June 26th, 2002 11:58:01 PM
Thomas looks around the group. "I wonder if we should make plans to leave, raise a malitia to fight the coming army, or just wait to see what the dragons have to say. I'll see about getting rooms for the night, that way at least we'll be rested because I'm still a little fatigued from our adventures in the Void." Not usually one to admit tiredness or fatigue, Thomas shrugs that burden aside to set a wise example to try to get the group to relax and recooperate together.
AFter renting a couple of rooms for the group, THomas comes with some water and lunch to the table. He puts the food in the middle for all to share and sits while drinking his water. "So Sly, Ilsidur . . . do you think you'll ever try to make your way back home? I have been thinking about going home to see my family . . . assuming all things positive of course." After poorly dodging the thought that his family may have perished at the hand of Marteus' army Thomas quickly changes the subject. "So Shiraz, where do you hail from? I know you came at the beckoning of the Entropy Bell and the fate of being a Child of Chaos, but was there any other reason you left home? Tell us about your family and friends. How long did you search for us? . . . Trace and I are from the Northern Continent." Thomas tries to spark a little conversation by sharing some of his feelings and history.
Altemia Thursday June 27th, 2002 12:39:51 AM
Altemia joins the others in food, drink, and conversation.
She keeps quiet although she positions herself near Sir Thomas and away from Jurgen. Her anger at him is not gone, but it is deminiting. Slowly.
Jurgen Thursday June 27th, 2002 2:48:00 AM
As quiet as the room may seem, Jurgen's mind seems to be shouting at him. Lots had gone on over the past two days, rushing through his mind like a crossbow bolt. Yet he could barely process it all. When he was at home, Josephine had him write every day. It didn't matter when he wrote, just as long as he told what happened that day. She said it would help him. Maybe it did... That's why he was feeling so strange.
Or maybe he was feeling strange because he was in an unknown place, far from those who loved him. He barely knew who these people were. Sure, they were heroes. There was little doubt about it. Even heroes have their flaws. Sometimes they were just as twisted as the enemy they fought so hard to destroy. Here, it would seem, that Ilsidur and Sly were creatures that brought death. Yet they didn't. Jurgen's magic was brought about because somewhere, long ago, a dragon was part of his family. But he did not kill or hurt.
So heroes had to be stronger then that, but Jurgen knew that he was nothing like these... Children. It was funny. He was the only Child among them and he was the only who could not be helpful. He hadn't killed the machine, that was Ilsidur. He hadn't thought of the plan, that was the group. The only thing he had done was save a woman, who died anyway. Some legendary figure, to go down in the history books. The names that would be remembered were Sir Thomas Hurley, Divine Knight. Sly Foxx, Deathless Warrior Mage. Shiraz, Great Taur. Trace Jacobs, Nature's Fist. Altemia, Pure Courage. And Ilsidur, Divine Reaper. And who was he? Jurgen, Annoying Boy.
Walking over to the barkeep, Jurgen asks for a few sheets of paper and something to write with. He thanks the man, giving him 3 gold for the stuff and begins to write.
Dear Josephine,
Hello. I'm sorry mom. I do not know what happened. I was in the cave, after it fell in. I knew that sitting there would be the best thing, you'd find me eventually. If I had gotten lost, that would have been pretty bad.
Well, I kind of did get lost. Something touched me and gave me this mark. I'm told it's a mark saying that I am a "Child of Chaos". That basically means that I've got to help these people save people. I don't know if I can, but I am going to try. I really wish you were here. It is very hard for me. I will write as much as I can, but I still don't know how to get this to you.
Love, Jurgen
The Barkeeper (DM Cayzle) Thursday June 27th, 2002 6:22:04 PM
The proprieter is happy to rent out a few rooms. "Most folk are running away, so I'm glad to have you brave souls under my roof!"
Then he notices Sly and Ilsidur and gives them each a long look. He returns to the bar without saying a word.
Shiraz Thursday June 27th, 2002 8:39:34 PM
Shiraz sits at the table and offers Thomas half of whatever the cost of the rooms and lunch was. "I am a minotaur and as much as I can remember about my family, growing up and my friends I can't seem to remember much else. I have vague memories of traveling and searching you all out but I cant seem to remeber how long or what cities or anything else it was as if I was on a mission to get here as quickly as I could." Shiraz pauses for a drink of water, "even now sitting here my curiosity seems to be tempered for answers to the questions we put to the Gold Dragons, but I know 1 day I will return to my family, until then you all are my family even rash little one like our Jurgen." Shiraz says the last with a smile a reaches one large hand over and toussels the young sorcerer's hair.
Sir Thomas Friday June 28th, 2002 1:04:36 AM
"Interesting," Thomas remarks in response to Shiraz' comments. "I have never been on such a quest. I have always remembered to look at my surroundings . . . maybe I should have been a bard." Thomas chuckles at the last statement knowing his calling was the knighthood of Alemi. He declines Shiraz' offer for money with a polite, "No thank you. We purchased the rooms with the group's money. You payed your share." Thomas continues to try to bolster morale and group unity with more small talk and friendly conversation. "So, Altemia, I have forgotten. Where are you from? I know you came to us in Hook City, but I don't remember every having conversations with you. Tell us a little about yourself?" Thomas quickly turns to Sly and whispers, "You haven't been doing your job little brother. You are supposed to be my small talker and scout." Thomas smiles and winks. He realizes that now would be a good time to talk to Sly about being a squire to the knighthood. Thomas had meant to mention it many, many days ago but had neglected the notion with all of the happenings. Although, maybe it was a good thing because Thomas didn't know Sly's outlook in his current condition . . . he has been very quiet. He would wait to talk to Sly. "Ilsidur, do you or Sly have any new input into your new condition after having been this way for a few days? I don't intend to be mean spirited, but I would like to become familiar with it, as I'm sure you would, so I will better understand how to accomodate your needs and desires and such."
Trace Friday June 28th, 2002 4:50:25 AM
(ooc: hi all, after $130.00 in new hardware, one month of argueing with the phone company and a new isp, I am back on line. with head bowed down and one knee on the floor I give my deepest thanks and appreciation once agian to ceil for keeping Trace alive. Sorry to talk to you in game but I have new isp and basicly a new computer as well. My new address is jtbar77@aol.com. Again, glad to be back and hope to be posting real soon. Ceil, just let me know when to hop back in.)
[Well, I think it would be fine for you to hop in right now, right Ceil? It is very good to have you back, Ted! -- Cayzle]
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Friday June 28th, 2002 7:55:20 AM
Sly picks up his head and looks toward Sir Thomas," I have no home any more, my family is all gone. I have nothing left but our quest." Sly just sit there with unseeing eyes.
Calm before Storm (DM Cayzle) Friday June 28th, 2002 5:31:09 PM
The Southern Lights enjoy the chance to catch up and chat for a bit. Well, "enjoy" might be a bit too strong a word for the undead members of the party! But in any event, the group talks into the night, waiting for the response of the Dragons. At last they rent rooms and sleep for the night.
[Events should pick up on Monday -- just two weeks until the End! -- Cayzle]
Altemia Friday June 28th, 2002 9:27:08 PM
Altemia pauses a moment before answering Sir Thomas and takes a drink.
"I'm sure you noticed them while you were at Hook City. The moutains near there, I mean. That's where I'm from. I went to Hook City to find to find help for my people. You see, they were going missing and not leaving any clues behind."
A shadow passes behind her green eyes.
"I wonder what has happened to them now with everything that is happening in the Wold. Are they still there? Are they alive? Do they worship Marteus now? I hope to find out the answers to those questions someday. I want to make sure they are okay. I also worry about Tara and Kevil. I hope they are doing well by themselves."
Without waiting for an answer from any of them, Altemia stands and makes her way to her room. Calling back over her shoulder, she says, "I'll share with Sly, Luke, and Ilsidur."
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Saturday June 29th, 2002 6:51:23 AM
"I or should I say We for some odd reason don't need sleep." Sly tells Altemia,"But! Little Sister, I will keep watch for you."
Jurgen Saturday June 29th, 2002 4:47:02 PM
As he finishes his letter, Jurgen carefully wraps it up and pockets it. He smiles, feeling a bit more relaxed then before. As this happens, he realizes that there was little to do but wait now. He couldn't be a help if he was exausted, so he goes up to his room and prepares for bed.
Little was going on with him now. He had gotten something off his chest, even if it had done nothing. It was well worth it. And with weary eyes, he falls asleep on his bed.
Trace and Radiant Sunday June 30th, 2002 12:51:36 AM
Trace continues to enjoy the chance to sit and eat and drink at a table instead against a rock in a rain storm. He perfers the outdoors than the rooms of a city but a break is a break. He takes a drink of his wine and listens further on the current situation.
Sir Thomas Monday July 1st, 2002 9:15:45 AM
Thomas prays, then sleeps, then wakes and prays again. He meets the group in the common room in the morning.
Dragon Dream (DM Cayzle) Monday July 1st, 2002 9:59:15 AM
That night, your first at the Inn of Five Crones, you all have a magical dream. You know it is a magical dream because all of you are there and can see and interact with each other -- even Sly and Ilsidur, and they are undead! And you know it is a magical dream because your tatoos are throbbing.
In your Dream, you are all gathered in the circle of five stones, and the Arch of the Ruined Machine is behind you. It is supported by Jurgen's two trees, and the hands on the machine wave feebly. It is stormy, and clouds and lightning roil the sky. A Gold Dragon flies out of the storm and lands near you. It is beautiful, huge, majestic, and powerful! It speaks.
"Thank you for your information, which we have been glad to receive. The news you bring is crucial. But first I have answers and information for you."
As lightning flashes, the dragon explains. "There is a way to defeat the Dark One. First, to beat Marteaus, it is known that all the adventuring groups of the Wold must become undead." The dragon looks at Sly and Ilsidur congratulates them. "You have acted as leaders to inspire others in this."
"Second, the undead adventurers must travel to the Lands of the Dead. The place you call the Void is also known as Kosh-Marr, and it lies close to the Lands of Dead. And in the Land of the Dead, the Undead cannot die. THAT is the secret truth that can save the Wold!"
"Become Undead and then go to the Land of the Dead. Your mission is clear!"
Then the Dragon has questions: "First, how do you use the Arch to become Undead? Second, are you all willing to use the Arch to become Undead? Third, would you help others do the same, if we sent them here? Fourth, would you then be willing to travel into Kosh-Marr and from there to the Land of the Dead?"
The dragon looks at the Children of Chaos and waits for answers. You know you are all still dreaming, but you know that your dream is also Reality, and your words will be heard. How do you answer?
[Feel free to post more than onceper day in order to answer questions. We are near the end, and I will brook no delay! -- DM Cayzle]
Shiraz Monday July 1st, 2002 1:24:52 PM
Shiraz bows low before the magnificent dragon and looks at his companions. Stepping forward the taur looks the dragon in the eye and smiles briefly, "To answer your questions, First I dont know how the arch works if our finger wiglers know," Shiraz pauses "come here Jurgen and tell us if you know or have an idea how." Shiraz the says rapidly " Yes, Yes, Yes to the others we are here to help and help we shall, by the time the other groups get here we will hope to have figured out the arch and its workings"
Altemia Monday July 1st, 2002 1:26:22 PM
In her dream, Altemia stares in wonder at the huge dragon as it speaks to her. The truth of its words hit her hard. Become undead? She had to become one of the things she loathed above all? She was just beginning to come to terms with Sly and Ilsidur and now she had to do it, too?
She walks away from the dragon to think for a while. Coming back, there is a grim look upon her face. She nods once to the dragon.
"I will become an undead and travel to the Land of the Dead."
She pauses a moment before continuing to answer the other questions the beautiful dragon asked her.
"I was not with the others when Sly and Ilsidur and Luke became undead. I am not certain how the arch does it. I do know that the machine pulled their lifeforce from them as Ilsidur was casting the counterspell. Perhaps walking back through the arch will do it, or perhaps someone will have to cast the counterspell to Pour Life again, with everyone touching. If others besides our small group here wish to help fight this evil, and they choose of their own free will to become the undead, I will help them with their choice."
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Monday July 1st, 2002 2:43:16 PM
Sly is sitting by Altemia bed, with his eyes half close. He is waiting for when the others wake up and then he and Luke will follow the live ones. Them it seem as though in head there's a vision of a Gold Dragon. He was speaking to the troups. He walk to the dragon, "I'm ready to cross to the Land of the Dead, And do what the Children of Chaos do best. Fight for the Wold."
Then turns to the other (who are still alive) and tells them,"It does not hurt."
Trace and Radiant Monday July 1st, 2002 3:39:50 PM
Trace feels a numbness about him as he speaks not really hearing him self but speaks just the same. "I will be with my friends and if becoming undead is the way to defeath the evil the pleagues this wold then undead I shall be."
Sir Thomas Monday July 1st, 2002 11:44:00 PM
When the dragon lands, Thomas shows it the deepest respect. He humbly bows low, then returns to his full height and asks a question of his own, "what is your name mighty and wise dragon?" Thomas concentrates in an effort to detect evil from the dragon. Upon confirming his gut feeling that the dragon is good, or at least to the best of his identifying ability that the dragon is of good intention, Thomas agrees to all of the questions without hesitation.
"Kind and goodly (dragon's name). I bind myself in the honor of Alemi by giving my word that I will do what it takes to save my family, my friends, and the Wold from the monster known as Marteus. I believe I know how the machine works to make people undead. When it touched me it tried to rip my soul from my body, but I held to tightly to this shell. I believe that if we touch the hands of the machine then the goal will be realized. I will try . . . " Thomas begins to remove his armor. Once he has it off he grabs some rope and begins to climb one of Jurgen's trees. Once he gets close enough he touches one of the hands of the machine. If it tries to take his soul and make him undead, then Thomas lets it.
Jurgen Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 1:03:41 AM
Jurgen's dream were not comforting at all. Nightmares of things that Jurgen could not confront while he was awake. Things of death. Of people who were unknown, that he would probably spend a long time with. Sly and Ilsidur, deathless. As it appeared, anyway. They weren't to be feared. If anything, they were to be pitied. They would forever live, without the final release. No emotion. No feeling. This was as close to eternal damnation as these two would ever go to. He was learning. Finding out things that he did not truly know. Dreams sometimes teach... Nightmares do too.
Slowly, another dream creeps in on Jurgen. This one is not the same though. It's different. It's real. He could sense the group. He wasn't there, at least not with form. Yet he could stretch around wherever they were, completely. He was in no place and in every place. It was all open to him. He would have smiled, if he had lips. The Jericko must have felt this, complete and utter freedom. It wasn't power that Jurgen looked for, it was a chance to fly on his own. This was what it would be like. This is how he wanted it to happen.
The dragon flies, from a storm of chaotic life. And Jurgen realizes he is now with a form. He is himself, body right there. Seeing the dragon land, Jurgen bows down on his knee. It was a figure to be worshipped, in itself. Just before he is told that he must die, he knows it. It wasn't a psycic power. Not at all. It was just his knowledge coming together at that time. Maybe his freedom would never come, now that he would be dead with two of his friends.
But doubts cross his mind, as they would any person who had nothing save his life itself. He was speaking words against this creature, without thinking.
"Why must we die? Did Marteus not take on Domi alone? And what will happen when we destroy him?! Will we rise to god-hood like the Dark Lord? Who will replace the Wold that is disappearing? If three gods remain and we kill another, will the remaining two accept this? We are mortals with knowledge of something that can destroy any of them. They will not let us live, will they?" He smiled faintly. "But then again, we won't be alive anyway. So what would it matter. Gargul can't steal our souls, nor can Alemi punish us. Everything we've done up to that point would matter not. Whether you were faithful or not. The elves will not see their Land of Eternal Sunset. The dwarves will never see the Great Dig. Eternal death, in exchange for the Wold that may end up being destroyed anyway."
Jurgen gets Altemia's attention for a moment, a twisted smile on his face. It seemed that he was the one who was a chicken. Altemia was willing to do this without a doubt, but he had so many fears. He was afraid to die. He was afraid to fight. He was just afraid. But now he had to be strong. He had to stand up to the darkest things in his heart, himself.
"Looks like I'm the one who'd run from a fight..."
He looks again to the massive golden figure, strong and powerful. His eyes are closed as he again thinks. What would stop someone else from doing the same thing, later on? What would stop another fool such as Marteus, from destroyed the gods again.
"How will we close The Lands of the Dead? I will not let this happen again. If I have to seal myself in this Dead Land, just to close it, I will. Too much suffering and pain comes from war. And when it's the gods themself... Never again can this happen. If the Jericko is the only one left standing, so be it, but I will not let this happen again." He stands firm, feeling power in his words.
Then to answering the golden dragon. These were important questions, probably best left to be answered by the rest of the group. But Shiraz believed he could do it, so he would at least try.
Gathering his thoughts for a moment, he sits. He continues to sit while Sly and Trace agree. He sits while Sir Thomas climbs to the deadly machine. Then it comes to him, as quickly as a bolt from the storm.
"It isn't the Arch that makes Undead. The Arch itself is probably just a gateway to Kosh-Marr, which is a gateway to The Land of the Dead. Those who choose to die, for the Wold, should come here to enter it. I believe it is the machine that creates undead. Possibly, this is how the Arch could do so. The Arch has been infused with the power the machine held. Perhaps..." He takes a deep breath, holding his hands over his eyes. There was so much to lose. So much that he would never get to see or do. At least emotionally. Physically he would be Jurgen, but if he became Undead... "Why should I die? I have lived for a decade and a half, but you ask me to give up the only thing that I have now. I have yet to live life. I have so much to see, to do. My world may have been ripped away from me, but my life is still my own. Is it not?" He scratches at his tattoo, not because it's itchy but because it's there. "But perhaps the Wold will die if I do not do this. Perhaps the Wold will be sucked up into nothingness. Is one, highly annoying, boy, going to make a difference? You could have me wait here, to tell a tale of those heroes who gave up everything to save people they did not know. But you won't. I have two choices in this matter, do I not? Become undead and save the Wold. Or die. You can't afford somebody telling Marteus before the raiding party arrives."
He pulls out his dagger, tossing it from hand to hand, toying with it. "Call me a coward. Call me a foolish little boy, but I would rather have this," He cuts his palm, letting the blood slide down. "then death." He wipes the dagger on his shirt, putting it away. He holds his hand open, towards the dragon, showing his blood falling to the ground.
A Faint Solution [CDM Jerry and DM Cayzle] Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 12:03:18 PM
Sir Thomas senses great good. He then tries to touch the machine lifted up by the trees to form the Arch. But his hand passes through it, and he remembers he is still dreaming. Perhaps in waking life ...
Jurgen asks many questions, but there is no spoken response. Instead, the gold dragon changes into the form of a tall, muscular half-elf. He's in his mid- to late-thirties, shoulder length light brown hair with deep blue eyes that are absolutely piercing. The eyes seem to change shades, but you're not really sure. He is a couple of inches over six feet and weighs well over two hundred pounds, but there is no fat on his frame. Despite his size, though, he moves with a confident and graceful step that belies his large frame. He's wearing a mithril chain shirt with a gold 'V' emblazoned on the right shoulder. He carries a large mithril shield with a 'V' in gold on the front of it. He has several weapons visible but what catches a warrior's eye is the jeweled hilt of a long sword, with the visage of a dragon carved along the side facing forward.
Slowly and quietly he speaks -- and you have the sense that he is somehow talking not just to you but to others as well.
"He who has heart to fight against the evil that threatens, must hear my words. I am Valdor, the Dragonstone. Leader of the Dragon Consortium and the Gold Dragons. Friend to any who oppose the Usurper and brother to any who have taken up this fight.
Not so long ago, I told you all it had begun...and so it did. Many have found ways to triumph against the armies threatening and many have died trying. These days and weeks have been hard and has seen many good people slain for no reason but a lust for power.
My friends, it is time for us to strike back! Not at the armies, or Marteaus's clerics now, but at the very God himself. As most of you know by now, a God can be defeated and even killed by mortals. There is no easy way, but it can be done.
The Usurper has taken the fight to our God's lands and only in the Lands of the Dead, can a God be defeated by a mortal. The Dragon Consortium has concluded, with the evidence produced from many of you hearing my words, that there is only one way to enter the lands of the dead. This is by becoming that which we have all fought against or heard many horror stories about. We must become undead creatures if we wish to enter and fight the slug Marteaus.
There are two ways known at this time to accomplish this. The first is by eating a souleater. It is a slug rare and hard to find. We have arranged for it to be available at The Catacombs and therefore at all businesses in their network. Simply go to the nearest magic or general store and check if they have a Catacombs connection. [In gameplay we go to the Catacombs Board after entering a store in character.] There ask for the Dragon Consortium Discount when buying anything else. Do this while in a private shopping room to avoid being overheard. Eat what you buy. It is very painful. Be prepared.
The other method of becoming undead is to enter the lands that Marteaus has created called Koshe-Marr. Once there, you must enter through a gate and come back out. It is a new gate and part machine. That's all we know of it's description. Going through the gate will turn you undead. Return through the gate and escape Koshe-Marr.
Only by becoming undead can you enter the Lands of the Dead and retain your ability to strive and quest.
The next step is to enter the lands of the Dead. We know of only one means to do this at this point in time. Seek out a place called the Parting Tree in the northern part of the Badlands. It is South of Culverwood on the main Trade Route heading west from Edenmoor. It should be just a day or so west of Edenmoor and before you get to the Emerald Kingdom. In ten days hence, any who would dare to make a difference must come there to an Inn called the Hidden Viper. From there we will journey a short distance to the Gate through which we will enter the lands of the dead and take out this would be God who has caused us such grief.
It will soon be over and there will be many in need of help. We are all brothers and sisters who take up this fight and must support one another no matter the outcome. If you cannot do this vile thing, I surely understand and ask you to help the others we leave behind. I take no one who isn't sure of themself in this action. Bring your hearts and your courage. Be strong for the end is near. Have Courage!"
Then he looks right at you, and you feel that his words are for the Southern Lights alone. "Make sure you know how to use this device to become undead. It may be that you will be joined by others. Be ready to help them! But do not delay in entering Kosh-Marr before it is too late"
His voice slowly disappears on the wind and as you think it's gone you hear once more, but very faintly, " Have courage..."
You are all awake, in the Inn of Five Crones in Heranmar, and it is morning.
Shiraz Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 3:34:33 PM
Shiraz awakes no longer sluggish or unsure and bounds downstairs after settling his armor and weapons in place. "Kind sir would you put a breakfast on for my friends and I? I fear it may be a while before we are able to eat well again and I would have 1 last hot meal to celebrate my life and theirs." Shiraz then stands at the window and looks out, "so beautiful in peace, all this war and terror need be stopped." A single tear runs down his face, becoming lost in his fur. Shiraz turns and pays the innkeeper and then sits waiting on his friends as they all arrive Shiraz bades them, "Sit and eat. Let this be the meal that we et in celebratrion of each other and the next step. Today my family eats with me and I with them." After breakfast Shiraz looks around, "well, lets be off." as he walks out the door.
Sir Thomas Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 1:01:12 AM
Thomas eats breakfast with his friends and thanks Shiraz for the wonderful meal and the celebration. He then goes and saddles Pryte-Honos. "We all know what we must do. Let's head for the portal." Thomas leads the party back toward the portal.
Trace and Radiant Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 2:58:29 AM
Trace enjoys what he belives to be his last meal and then heads off with Sir Thomas yet agian to face unknown dangers to defeat evil wheere it may lie. Trace is content with his given life to do good and hopes that it will serve him well for what god that looks to claim his soul if shall parish for good since his god Mittri has left the wold.
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 8:03:49 AM
Sly was not asleep but in a daydream like state. When the dream is over, he look first at Luke and tells the dog. "Well, Luke, It begins." Sly look to Altemia and sees that she is about to awaken. "I'll meet you down stairs." He tell her and not waiting for an answer, walks out the door. He goes down stairs and stands by the door. Waiting for the party to finish breakfast. When to party is ready, Sly and like will follow them to the portal, because that where he's going.
Altemia Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 10:22:18 AM
Altemia wakes up alert from her trance and nods at Sly as he leaves. She sits on her bed with her head in her hands, elbows on her knees, contemplating what she had agreed to do. She was going to become like Sly and Ilsidur.
She sighs heavily and picks herself up off the bed and begins to get her equipment together, looking it over to make sure everything is there and in good condition before heading downstairs.
Altemia makes her way downstairs and joins her friends to break her fast. She says not a word to anyone, just nodding when spoken to or ignoring the speaker altogether. If anyone looks into her eyes, they see the look of someone trapped and haunted.
Shiraz Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 11:25:46 AM
Shiraz looks over at Altemia as he leaves the inn, "Join me dear lady, I would have a word with you as we walk." Shiraz holds the door until Altemia joins him then as the others range out further in front of him he looks at her. "I sense the discomfort in you, remember that you need not do this we can or I can fight for you and you guide others to us." Shiraz pauses, "Valdor said do not go if anything would cause you to not do your best."
Jurgen Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 3:40:47 PM
"Have Courage..." Those words pierced Jurgen more then any others. He was to be brave, without failure. He was to die without asking why. Now he understood what it was like to be a knight, to give everything that one could give before living for himself. He still didn't want to do it, he wanted to live. Yet it seemed he wasn't being given a choice.
"Darnit! Let my life be my own!" Jurgen's shouts are loud, but seem frantic and rushed. As if he was still dreaming. The night was over, but Jurgen wasn't ready to accept his fate. There had to be another way.
"Have Courage..." But was it courage to accept death as the only fate, or cowardice? Was it power to be able to die and live again, or weakness? Jurgen didn't know these things, they were for the wise to ponder. He only knew that he wished not to be gone from this life. In the end, though, he knew what he would have to choose. That wouldn't stop him from trying to change it. What it all came down to, was the question of whether life was precious enough to sacrifice, to save another. Again, Jurgen tried to answer this. All he knew was himself.
Slowly sitting himself down on the edge of the bed, he closed his eyes and began his spell meditation. Today he would just think, prepare his mind for the magic that he might have to use today. What if his magic was hampered? But no, Ilsidur seemed just as able to use his magic, and his god was gone. So Jurgen would be ok. Or at least he would be able to use his inborn talents.
As he finished, Jurgen looked to the clothes he had worn last. The note he had written to Josephine was slipping out, hanging on by a piece of string, catching the paper loosly.. He moved his hand forward, to grab it, but too late. The paper fell harmlessly to the floor. Was that what life was like? Mearly hanging on by a thread, ready to break at the slightest breeze. You could strengthen the tie, giving it that much longer. Yet in the end, it all came down to the same thing. A fall to the ground.
He carefully picked it up, pushing it back where it belonged. As he looks over his clothes, he shakes his head. This wasn't what he wanted to wear to his death, but all he had was gaudy clothing. Good for entertainment, not for somber. Pulling out his black robes, he slipped them on. These were fit for what would happen.
He walks downstairs, ignoring whatever food they were served. He didn't want a last meal, whether it was that or not. He sits outside, while the group eats. His hood drawn over his face, he almost starts crying. Then he holds it in. As the group leaves the building, he stands, dusting himself off.
"Are you sure?" He questions, to the group as a whole, as they walk. "Do you want to die? I ask you this, not as a foolish boy, but a concerned child. Be sure you are ready to die, before you go at this. You are to do only your best and if there are doubts in your head, then will not do your best. If you want to do something before you die, then you have a last chance quickly. Live like you wanted to, if not only for a moment. Because if not, your sacrifice has all been for naught."
[I've been having some horrible internet problems, and my posting has been kind of delayed due to it. It may be fixable, but I do not think so before I leave. I'll continue to attempt my posts, but I do not know if they will make it. I already made a post yesterday, but it appears that it didn't make it.]
Return To The Arch (DM Cayzle) Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 9:23:37 PM
The Children of Chaos awake from their dream of revelation. As they gather for breakfast, it is obvious that all dreamed the same thing. The atmosphere is dour, although some try to put a good face on things.
There are some who are eager to talk on the trip out of Heranmar, and some who prefer silence.
The group finds the ruined chapel much as they left it. The chapel mostly broken. The five stones in a circle. And of course, the Arch of the machine, held up in the middle by two thick trees.
The hands of the warped machine flutter as if in the wind, but there is no wind.
Sir Thomas Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 10:33:44 PM
Thomas is silent as the group travels to the gate. His is not an angry, unsure silence; instead it is a silence of purpose. Once the group arrives at the gate, Thomas smiles. "It has been entirely my pleasure to know all of you. I am going to climbe the tree and touch the arms of the machine. If something goes wrong, know in your hearts that I love you all as friends. Even the young, quick tongued Jurgen; maybe a better description is especially Jurgen. Do not be so hard on yourself. Life is hard, that's what makes the afterlife so enjoyable . . . assuming we make it." Thomas removes his armor and kisses Pryte-Honos on the muzzle. He climbs the tree and touches one of the dangling hands of the machine.
Shiraz Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 11:13:08 PM
Shiraz watches Sir Thomas climb the tree, if it works then he will touch the hands as well if it doesnt then Shiraz will atempt to cros the archway.
Ilsidur (undead) Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 11:28:53 PM
Although Ilsidur did not sleep at all through the night, he experienced the same visions as the rest of the party. In the morning, he looks at his friends, and says, "Take heart, friends. Although I feel different as a result of the transformation, it isn't so bad. I still feel the same way for all of you that I have in the past. I just experience 'life' as if through a thin fog. My feelings in general aren't as strong, but they are still there. And I can only hope that this transformation doesn't have to be permanent."
He follows the party back to the site of his and Sly's 'death'. He prepares to help any and all as they go through what he has.
Altemia Thursday July 4th, 2002 2:56:46 AM
Altemia walks next to Shiraz. When he finishes speaking, she smiles up at him, but the smile is shaky.
"I said I would do it, and do it I will. I gave my word."
The minotaur can hear strength in her words but also fear.
When they reach the arch, Altemia tries to stop Sir Thomas from climbing the arch.
"There's no need. Remember what Valdor said. Just walk through and come back. He said that should do it. And then we have ten days to get somewhere I've never heard of."
Altemia stops herself before she begins to babble. Staring at the arch, at each of the crones, at her tattoo, she begins to shiver.
Taking a deep breath, Altemia walks through the arch.
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Thursday July 4th, 2002 6:43:15 AM
Sly and Luke next to him, will stand next to the entrance of the arch. He watches the others as they do what ever they have to do, also watches Ilsidur walk through the arch way and Sly then tells the group "This is the part you have to do by your self. If you need any help, I'll be just inside the arch. See you in a little bit." Then Sly and Luke walks through the portal behind Altemia.
Forsaking Life (DM Cayzle) Thursday July 4th, 2002 10:52:39 AM
Altemia's investigation quickly reveals that you can walk through the Arch to return to the Void, and then you can just as easily come back -- but doing so does not make you undead.
The holy warhorse is visibly upset, and snorts and paws at the ground.
So Sir Thomas grasps a hand of the Machine.
Note that although the middle of the machine is raised up about 15 feet by the trees, the machine sags down at the ends until it touches the ground. That's why it's an arch. So Thomas does not have to climb a tree to reach the machine.
Standing next to one side of the Arch, Thomas grasps a hand -- one of the robotic ones. He immediately feels a chill draining as he loses life energy. At first he could pull away, but he does not. As it absorbs his life, the mechanical hand grows stronger, grasping firmly and pulling Thomas close. All the hands in reach grab Thomas, and maybe it is just as well, because without those hands, the paladin would probably fall down.
Pryte-Honos leaps over to the Arch next to Thomas and leans against the machine as well, letting the hands grab the horse's mane, legs, and head. The warhorse is also drained.
After about a minute or an eternity, both are released, and fall to the ground. The paladin and horse have become pale -- skin, hair, and eyes all turn completely alabaster white. Their skin attains a stretched, dry look.
They lie there, dead.
Shiraz was planning to do the same, if it worked. But did it?
Jurgen Thursday July 4th, 2002 3:22:40 PM
As the paladin falls, Jurgen watches carefully. Death had sunk into the man, drained his life... To feed some dead machine. It was strange, watching the lifeless body of someone who apparently had cared for Jurgen. This was different then when Ilsidur and Sly had, they didn't have a choice in the matter. Sir Thomas actually grabbed onto the arm, letting himself be drained. How could Jurgen not, if a man of divine power and faith in the gods, was willing to become something he'd spent his entire life eradicating.
"He will become undead in a few moments. It took a while for Sly and Ilsidur to change, it will take a while for him. Perhaps you two should start. I think... I think I'll stay here and guide the rest of the people who come. Both through death and the gate. You can get a head start, then I'll bring them. Unless you want to wait for the rest of the groups." He carefully sits down, avoiding any fallen rocks. Quietly, he mutters to himself, not saying words but remembering his spells. He's nervous, shaking slightly.
Shiraz Thursday July 4th, 2002 7:32:25 PM
Shiraz looks at Sir Thomas and his horse and takes a deep breath, "Well here I go, hopefully to help save the wold. May Imod bless me." Shiraz quickly grabs on of the hands and tries to invoke whatever power of chaos he has as he is lead into undeath.
Altemia Friday July 5th, 2002 12:53:03 AM
Altemia returns through the gate, angry that it didn't work and that she would have to work up the courage again. Shaking her head, she moves quickly up to the machine's arms hanging down and grabs one before the anger leaves her without the courage to go further.
Understanding Jurgen's hesitancy, Altemia does nothing but smile at the boy before she closes her eyes and grabs the machine.
Becoming Undead (DM Cayzle) d4+9=10 d4+9=13 d4+9=10 Friday July 5th, 2002 6:59:10 AM
As Trace, Jurgen, Sly, and Ilsidur watch, Altemia and Shiraz walk over to the machine. The hands eagerly reach out and grasp them, and in a short while they join Thomas in death.
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Altemia, Shiraz, Thomas (and Prytte) are still lying there, but to get the ball rolling, you can start the conversion process.
HOW TO ROLE PLAY BEING UNDEAD:
Your character has risen from the dead. You are undead. You retain your memories, personality, and alignment -- YOU ARE NOT EVIL.
However, your blood does not flow. Your heart does not beat. You do not have hormones or any of the usual physiology. Emotionally, you have no adrenaline, no great swings of mood or emotion. Your greatest loves are now more like affection. Your deepest hates are mere distaste. You are not afraid. You are calm, mostly. You still have intense feelings, but they are mental, not from the heart. Your hair, skin, and eyes are white. Your skin has a stretched look. You move when you want to, but otherwise you are very still -- no fidgeting, no idle movements. You are not hungry or thirsty or sleepy. You LOOK undead -- it would take a disguise check to pass as living.
You are a free-willed being. You can do anything you want to. You can talk, cast spells, and communicate fully. But you are not as emotional as you were. You feel drained. Why do you still exist? You are not sure. But you can definitely talk freely.
If you want to role play that your voice is slow, or monotone, or deep and tomb-like, you can do so! Feel free to role play. You are undead now, but you are still a full character in the game. You can post just like always. And you are still yourself with your same personality; you are still loyal to your friends. But you don't feel as deeply as you used to. Be yourself. an undead version of yourself! By the way, you have full hit points and full spells. You can feel negative energy inside you that has healed you and filled your spell slots. It is an uncomfortable feeling.
RULES FOR MAKING YOUR NEW UNDEAD PC SHEET:
As you feel dark energy fill you, you realize that somehow it has overfilled you, and you are now more powerful then you ever have been.
Thomas, you are now 10th level. Altemia, you are now 13th level. Shiraz, you are now 10th level. DO NOT TRASH YOUR CURRENT PC SHEETS -- Keep them backed up.
Then reduce your Charisma by two. For your Con, put "--" because undead have no Con. Then reroll all your hit dice, with 12-sided dice (reroll ones). You get no adjustment for Con, either plus or minus.
Give yourself a +1 Natural Armor class bonus (or boost your existing bonus).
Add +2 to your Hide, Listen, Move Silently, and Spot checks.
Make a note of the special attacks and qualities you gain. Your DM will tell you what those are, but they will definitely include these: Undead are immune to poison, sleep, paralysis, stunning, disease, death effects, and necromantic effects, and they ignore mind-influencing effects. Undead are not subject to critical hits, subdual damage, ability damage, ability drain, or energy drain. They have no Constitution scores and are therefore immune to any effect requiring a Fortitude save (unless it affects objects). An undead spellcaster uses its Charisma modifier when making Concentration checks. They have darkvision with a range of 60 feet.
In addition to these ability, Thomas and Shiraz each gain four specials and Altemi gains one special. Choose the specials from this list:
SPECIALS
(the Save DC for all special attacks, if needed, is 10 + 1/2 your HD + your Wisdom modifier.)
Cause Wounds (Sp): You can spontaneously cast an Inflict Light Wounds spell at will, using your own negative energy to do so. The number of points inflicted are subtracted from your own total. These inflicted points can also be used to cure another undead creature. Note: You also gains the disadvantage of death's aura. You are very cold to touch and smell faintly but clearly of decay, giving a -2 on all Chr-based skill checks.
Drain Touch (Su): Your touch (melee touch attack) deals 1d6 points of temporary ability score damage to a living foe. You can choose which ability score (Str, Int, Wis, Dex, Con, Chr) is affected. You cannot choose both Paralyzing Touch and Drain Touch.
Frightful Moan (Su): You can moan as a standard action. All living creatures within a 30-foot spread must succeed at a Will save or become panicked for 2d4 rounds. This is a sonic, necromantic, mind-affecting fear effect. A creature that successfully saves against the moan cannot be affected by your moan for one day. Note: You also gain the disadvantage of sunlight sensitivity. You lose one hit point per round of exposure to sun (including Daylight spells).
Paralyzing Touch (Su): Any living creature you touch (melee touch attack) must succeed at a Fortitude save or be paralyzed for 1d4 rounds. Remove paralysis or any spell that can remove a curse can free the victim (see the bestow curse spell). The effect cannot be dispelled. Anyone paralyzed by you seems dead, though a successful Spot check (DC 20) or Heal check (DC 15) reveals that the victim is still alive. Note: You also gain the disadvantage of weapon sensitivity. You take double damage from silver and blessed weapons.
Slam Attack (Ex): You have a slam attack in place of an unarmed attack. Use the damage values in the table below. Monks and creatures with natural attacks retain their old damage ratings or use the values below, whichever is better.
Note: You also gain the disadvantage of being repelled by holy symbols and mirrors. Such items keep you at bay, like a vampire -- you cannot come closer than 15 feet.
Spider Climb (Ex): You can climb sheer surfaces as though with a spider climb spell. There is no disadvantage.
Turn Resistance (Ex): You have +4 turn resistance. There is no disadvantage.
FINALLY
Please send me your new undead PC sheet so I can go over it.
That's it -- easy!
Trace and Radiant Friday July 5th, 2002 3:25:36 PM
Trace feels dread in what is about to happen but steps up just the same. He reaches up and grasp the machines hands giving himself over to death. As life is taken from him you hear whispers of a prayer to his dead god Mittri.
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Friday July 5th, 2002 4:06:24 PM
Sly reenters, and advances to make sure that Sir Thomas, Shiraz, Altemia and Trace are going through the process of becoming undead without any trouble. He will lie them on their back with their arms cross on their chest, with their armor by their side. Then will stand guard until they awaken. Sly will gaze over to where Jurden, all the time keeping silent.
Jurgen Saturday July 6th, 2002 1:28:32 AM
"How am I supposed to do this?" He looks up at Sly, with pleading eyes. He expects someone to do this for him, but no. Some how he had to touch the machine. Slowly he stands, looking straight at it's nearly living arms. Closing his eyes, he whispers a prayer to Gargul, asking him to guard his soul from harm.
Then, he charges straight towards the limb, screaming wildly. He would have found it funny, if he wasn't trying to kill himself. He tries to turn, but finds himself propelled by his own momentum. And he touchs the thing itself, his life draining from it.
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Saturday July 6th, 2002 2:28:22 PM
Sly still looking at Jurgen, then tell him (in his own slow way), "Don't worry, Little One. I'm here to help you." Stand there and watches him as Jurgen charges in to the limb. "I forgot to tell them that they have to deiced to do this and it must be their own free will. I'll tell them when they wake up." Sly will lay Jurden beside the others and puts his armor and weapons beside him. Them wait for them to wake up.
Shiraz Saturday July 6th, 2002 9:39:35 PM
Shiraz awakes suddenly and starts to scream, then abrubtly stops. "hmmm wonder why I cared?" Shiraz asks himself in a low voice. "Sly?? Where is my armor and swords? and How are the others?"
Shiraz 12d12(6+6+10+8+5+6+10+12+1+3+1+5)=73 2d12(2+9)=11 Saturday July 6th, 2002 9:44:13 PM
OOC Hope its ok to roll my new hitpoints here if not sorry guys. Rerolling ones. )
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Sunday July 7th, 2002 12:54:20 AM
Sly lifts his head and slowly replies, "Next to you, Shiraz. Right next to you."
Jurgen Sunday July 7th, 2002 2:17:46 AM
As he rushes towards the limbs, trying to turn away, Jurgen knows in his heart why he ran. He would be scared, trying to pull away. Yet he couldn't. Even if he had truely tried to stop himself, his soul would have known this and held him back. That was important for Jurgen, though. The feeling that he was in control. That even if he was about to die, he could change his mind. He wouldn't, but the chance was what gave him courage.
Whether or not this courage would be useful in the end, would be up to him. In whatever form he was in. If he was a powerful creature of death, or a young boy filled with life. It wasn't the form, or how you felt. It was what your soul held. You couldn't change your soul, by mear wish. You had to do so with actions, with motions and showing you wanted to change.
Awake to Death (DM Cayzle) d4+9=13 d4+9=12 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 12:55:16 PM
The Southern Lights awake at sunset (except Sly and Ilsidur, who are already awake) and all are undead.
As night deepens, you all sense that there is nothing left for you here in the living Wold. The Gold Dragons made your mission clear. You must go to the Lands of the Dead, and to get there, you have to pass through the Void.
The Arch beckons. Peering through the Arch into the Void, you see the shapes of walking figures far in the distance.
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Trace is 13th level and gets one special undead ability. Jurgen is 12th level and gets two.
If your animals join you, (and it is up to you) then they also become undead, but do not gain any levels. They do get to reroll their hit dice, etc. Contact me if you need help.
Let me detail the basics for the End of Wold play.
Most of the other adventuring groups are converging onto one board on Wednesday or Thursday for passage all together into the Lands of the Dead. We (and a couple of others) are finding our own way, through the Void. We have to pass through by Friday. That won't be a problem, though, I expect.
After Friday, Woldian Play online shuts down. Jerry says I have to close this board at 11:59PM this Friday, july 12. Any posts made after this time will be deleted. The Southern Lights will resume after the Year of Ascension ends -- on Monday, July 22.
The Loot and Booty board and the Red Wyrm Inn board will be open for the duration.
The Endgame will take place from Saturday, July 13 to Sunday, July 21.
There will be three online chat versions of the Endgame, on Sat, July 13, Sun, July 14, and a two session longer game on Monday and Tuesday, July 15-16. If you want to sign up to play in one of these (via AOL Instant Messenger), then get over to the Loot and Booty board now and sign up!
The actual Woldcon will be from the 18th to the 20th. Ted, Wade, and Ceil will be representing our game -- so do us Southern Lights proud, you guys!
After the Southern Lights game resumes on July 22, there will be changes -- changes that you will, I hope find interesting to explore. The entire week of July 22-26 will consist entirely of out-of-character discussion of how you want to adapt to the changes and what you want to do with the next adventure. It will really be up to you. Jerry says, after being forced in certain directions during this whole time, now you have the chance to do whatever you want. Just let me know so I can make up a module for it!
Please ask any questions you have!
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Tuesday July 9th, 2002 2:14:59 PM
Sly look around, "every body awake? . . . Ready To travel?" Sly points to the arches "If every body is ready . . . Let's go. . ."
OOC Extra from Cayzle Tuesday July 9th, 2002 2:21:56 PM
Please note this new ruling from Jerry: Do to confusion and some complaints, I'm changing one thing on the template. I apologize since this ruling will cause some of you to have to redoo your undead character sheet.
I hereby announce that all undead WILL ALL be 12th level. No variance. Everyone is 12th level.
Remember, there is no need to do all the work to convert your character if you are not playing in the endgame.
Note: That also means that you get to have TWO special undead abilities chosen from the list.
Shiraz Tuesday July 9th, 2002 5:36:23 PM
Shiraz quietly dons his armor and shrugs, "I am ready"
Trace and Radiant (undead) Wednesday July 10th, 2002 2:08:48 AM
(ooc: if the end game will not be palyed at the wold con then I wont make a new chacter sheet. right?)
Trace rises and looks at himself and the sacrfice that Radiant has made as well. He feels that he should cry but cannot. Still unsure of what to do he rises and waits for the others.
Cayzle OOC Wednesday July 10th, 2002 7:09:38 AM
If you are not going to WoldCon AND not playing in a chat game, you do not have to make an undead PC sheet.
Into the Void Again (DM Cayzle) Wednesday July 10th, 2002 2:10:31 PM
Led by Sly, the group passes through the Arch and into the Void.
There are remnants of the evil army milling around, but they steer clear of the Arch. Mostly the evil creatures, dragons overhead, and packs of ghouls seem to think that the undead Children of Chaos are just another confused unit of the Dark Army.
Not knowing where to go, the group just walks and walks. Night turns to day. At last, the group seems to reach a borderland. It is similar to the border you saw before. It is misty and hard to look at. As you try to walk toward it, you find yourselves walking the other way. The border seems determined to keep you out.
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Wednesday July 10th, 2002 2:34:44 PM
As they walk along, all the time watching for anything or any one (live or dead) who would have stop them. Sly and the other arrives the group seems to reach a borderland. They all look alike, it is misty and hard to look at. Sly tries to walk toward it, but he find ourselves walking the other way. The border seems determined to keep us out. Sly turns and ask "Now what do we do?"
Shiraz Wednesday July 10th, 2002 3:39:18 PM
Shiraz looks out then turns and looks back, at teh new border, "I dont know but I bet we better find out"
No! Not the Parting Tree! (DM Cayzle OOC) Thursday July 11th, 2002 7:40:03 AM
Hey People! Our group is NOT going to the Parting Tree on the Catacombs board! Don't post over there -- that means you, Ceil! Sly is in the Void, looking for some way to enter the Lands of the Dead!
Sly Foxx and Luke (undead) Thursday July 11th, 2002 10:04:21 AM
OOC:"I'm sorry!"said Sly. "I better hurry and find a way out."
Altemia (undead) d20+11=28 d20+5=22 Thursday July 11th, 2002 2:08:45 PM
Altemia looks slowly around her and her friends. Her eyes on the ground, she looks for clues about their trail and how to get in (Wild Lore 28). She also tries to get a better look at the border (Spellcraft 22).
The Final Hurdle (DM Cayzle) Thursday July 11th, 2002 5:11:45 PM
The border of the Void is tough to figure out. It seems bigger than it is. That doesn't make any sense, but it is the best your minds can do to wrap around it.
Up close, the border is a foggy area, and if you enter the fogbank, you think you are going straight, but you end up walking out where you walked in. Altemia tracks her own footsteps, and her path is straight, but it leads in and then out of the fogbank.
Will our heroes pass this final barrier? Can they use their spells, their abilities, their wits to figure out how to pass? Will the Children end here in Chaos?
Altemia's spellcraft suggests to her that this is a border between dimensions, a planar boundary, at which space is warped back on itself.
[OOC: It's today and tomorrow to get this show on the road, so post as many ideas as you can! Try everything, because this is the last chance! Post as often as you like. You are all undead, and that means 12th level, so remember any new powers you might have, as well as old ones! Get those thinking hats on! -- Cayzle]
Sly Foxx and Luke(undead) Thursday July 11th, 2002 5:50:49 PM
"Hmm! We seem to be stuck!" wonders Sly."It look like every time I go in there, I walk strait but come out in the same spot. I wonder what would happen if I made a left turn and walk? Ofcourse I would be wearing a rope so not to get lost! What do you think??" Sly look at the others.
Shiraz Thursday July 11th, 2002 9:41:55 PM
"Hmmm, interesting I wonder how big this place is if we keep getting turned around? I know here you tie this rope on and I will hold it as you go out I will add line till maybe we can find away across."
Altemia (undead) Thursday July 11th, 2002 11:02:04 PM
While Shiraz and Sly work on their idea, Altemia stares at boundary and the tracks. Shrugging her shoulders, she turns her back to the border and begins to walk backward into the barrier.
On the Way to the Lands of Dead (DM Cayzle) Friday July 12th, 2002 11:56:56 PM
Sly wanders off into the mist, tied to a rope. Altemia also walks into the fog, with no rope. Shiraz feels the rope go slack, and pulling it back, sees that it is no longer tied to Sly.
One by one, with no other real option, the Children of Chaos follow into the fog. They wander, seeking through pure will to enter the Lands of Dead. You all lose track of each other in the fog.
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You wander for a long time, or so it seems. The ground is smooth bare earth underfoot. You can't see more than five feet away. After a long time you feel something tugging on your hand -- the hand with the Entropy Tattoo.
Following the tugging hand, you find yourselves in the Lands of the Dead.
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