Death of the Dragons - Page 3

Vertexx69 · 24th October 2008, 08:03 AM

Grabhar picks up his spear from its resting place against the wall and looks at the tip for a moment, then turns the spear slowly in his strong hands and the tip morphs into a wickedly barbed, silver spade shape. "There now, that's better. They won't get away from you this time old friend." He then sets it back where he was resting it before.

Halford · 24th October 2008, 08:12 AM

"Fascinating!" Alariass exclaims peering at the spear.

"You are quite the talented assemblage!" He informs the group.

"If I might be so bold would everyone be prepared to share therir talents - to give a resume as it were? Or at least to reveal what they will offer up to enuiring minds in battle in anycase - forewarned is, afterall, forearmed. I myself will attempt to avoid direct physical confrontation and assault our foes with the elements and with astral constructs, ectoplasmic entities formed by the power of my mind - I shall attempt to have these entities bear he brunt of combats if our foes do not comprehend their nature, and endeavour to provide a distraction so that our melee combatants might hit home more frequently. Against certain enemies my knowledge of how to attack a beast most efficiently should also proffer help in piercing their hides."

Voidrazor · 24th October 2008, 08:31 AM

Haereka drifts, apparently unconsciously, away from Alariass and and Grabhar but toward Marius. "I'm not so superstitious as to consider all deformity to be a mark of evil." She says, eyeing Grabhar's back. Her gaze shifts back to Alariass, wary.And I consider all those bearing draconic blood to be kin. But I've never heard of undead that aren't evil. You don't look deceased, what manner of undead are you? And were you found out or volunteer your, er, status to the others?"

Halford · 24th October 2008, 08:57 AM

Alariass smiles, and his voice takes on a lecturing tone - albeit one infused with more enthusiasm by far than he has previously evidenced.

"Ah, well as to undead in general ghosts need not be evil and you will find that the majority of unintelligent undead are not evil in and of themselves, though they are frequently used for evil ends - a tool, or weapon if you prefer. The practice of animating such creatures may also be considered evil, a act confirmed by the refusal of those deities regarded as "good" to grant such spells to their clerics - personally I would argue that there are instances in which the casting of such spells might not be properly considered evil - though I admit such occasions would be highly unusual."

He pauses and removes his hat once more.

"I myself am now a creature known as a Necropolitan, and no, Necroplitans are not inherently evil - though I will admit that the majority of my compatriots dabble with forces too dark to leave their souls entirely unstained. I embraced Undeath - at considerable expense - to ensure that I could complete my work. I have absented myself from the afterlife that my research may benefit those upon this mortal coil. The act of becoming a Necropolitan requires a certain degree of moral flexibility, but unlike the attainment of Lichdom it does not involve the pain of others, but rather ones own agony - the rewards are smaller than Lichdom to be sure, but so is the price."

The Necropolitan blinks.

"Ah, do forgive me, how I prattle on. Any excuse to lecture I am afraid. I do tend to feel that knowledge ought to be shared wherever possible - and prudent."

Neurotic · 27th October 2008, 10:09 AM

I heard rumors that were-tigers may be harmed by ivory weapons. Something about their origins or something. Silver works however. Other than that, try not to get hit by both claws as they can rake and bite is almost inevitable once they get hold of you.

As for my abilities, I am simple knowledge seeking monk. I can stun living opponents by hitting their vulnerable spots and can defeat or kill almost anything by my bare hands before they even realize they are under attack. I prefer not to kill or even to fight, but I will as need arises.

OOC

Vertexx69 · 27th October 2008, 04:49 PM

Grabhar stands from the wall where he's been leaning and picks up his spear once again. "...Very well, I am not just a simple spearman." From beneath the folds of his voluminous green cloak he slowly unfurls his impressive golden feathered wings. "I am Grabhar Goldenwing, once a captain of the Windian Royal Guard. I am what is not commonly known - as a Spearsage." He spins his spear around his back and lightly stabs the little chair that had been meant for him. A chilling, cobalt blue flame coils around the silver spear and lances out, charring the wooden seat to a cinder. There are no incantations or gestures from the Windian, no flashes of light or sound to accompany this manifestation of energy, which may confuse those spellcasters that have not seen this type of display before. "...And my - abilities - can be as varied as the situation requires." He adds with a sort of grim smirk. He folds his wings back up under his cloak, and resumes the posture of a hunchback once more.

OOC- Use flame blade, then recover the maneuver as a full round action..

hellrazor111 · 29th October 2008, 10:02 PM

Seifer stands silently as he watches what everyone can do. A barely noticable grin on his face.

Halford · 30th October 2008, 12:07 PM

Alariass nods,

"Very well, thank you for the data gentlemen, it will help me I assure you. I assume we are to set off in the morning Seipher? So let us hear anymore relevant details and then those who need to can rest before we set out."

Voidrazor · 30th October 2008, 09:12 PM

"Oh, I should probably say something about my talents." Haereka giggles, absently fiddling with one of the gems sewn into the plunging neckline of her courtiers gown. "Physical confrontations aren't really my forte. But I'm really hard to find when I don't want to be seen. So I suppose I'd make a pretty good scout. And I can manipulate certain energies, even while hidden. I know that sounds vague, but its versatile and kinda hard to explain." She grins impishly.

Halford · 30th October 2008, 10:30 PM

Alariass smiles, even in life he had little interest in womenfolk - books were much more rational.

"Well please do try, you will find I have little difficulty comprehending as a rule. By what method do you remain hidden, mundane, magical, or extraordinary? These energies you manipulate, what form are they likely to take, and out of pure curiosity whjat is there origin, divine, arcane, mental, incarnum based, etc.? And most of all how will you operate if we face a battle? Should we take any precautions to avoid striking you if you are hidden, avoid using area effects, etc?"

Vertexx69 · 31st October 2008, 05:56 AM

Grabhar seems to just notice the comely female that was already in the cabin when they got there. This may seem strange to those who saw him shamelessly flirting with the bar maids all evening. "Probably something like the mind powers you lay claim to wrinkles." As he steps up next to the 'merchant' with a wry smile. "I don't understand why such a lovely lady as yourself would ever want to go unseen, especially with such a clever neckline, but such an ability could proove quite useful when big nasty beasts are about. With you, the quiet young elf there and myself, not much should be able to sneak up on us thats for sure."
He reluctantly turns his attention back to their young host. "So as soon as we get this payment business sorted out young master, we can away for the rest of the evening and meet back here at first light to begin our journey."

Halford · 31st October 2008, 09:58 AM

Alariass nods to himself and stands silently.

Haereka

hellrazor111 · 1st November 2008, 02:30 AM

"While what I offer isn't money, I have a few wands and potions and other items you can choose from, and a scroll that has what I believe to be useful info." he pauses to think "And the Wyndian government may have money for you if you take care of their problem...also the road block will be gone."

"Also, you guys can stay at the inn free of charge, though my dad's not too happy about it."

Vertexx69 · 2nd November 2008, 03:08 AM

Grabhar 's attention is drawn back to the conversation, at the mention of goodies. "Well now we're talking young master, break out the the tools you have to help us, help you."

Halford · 6th November 2008, 08:12 AM

"Well let us see these items and we shall choose." Alarriass says always keen to examine scrolls.

hellrazor111 · 7th November 2008, 11:22 PM

Seifer walks up to and pops open a couple of crates that are sitting next to each other. He takes a look back at the group before pulling out about half a dozen items. He lays them on a table and says "You each can take 1 item with you as your payment."
List of items:
2 Scrolls
A purple shard, banded with mitherl on a silver chain.
A glowing black crystal
A rod made of light-blue glass
A monocle
and a hat
"I created a few of these, the others were...found in my travels."

Halford · 8th November 2008, 12:33 PM

"And I trust you are able to enlighten us as to their abilities? I prefer to make an informed decision." Alarrias says leaning forward with interest.

hellrazor111 · 9th November 2008, 04:11 AM

"OK, well the scrolls, one is of energy immunity, the other is chain lightning. The pendant is a Spell Shard of Magic Missile. The glowing crystal is a lesser life drinking crystal. The rod is one of frost. The hat is the Hat of Disguise, and the monocle is an Artificers Monocle." He explains while pointing to each object.

Halford · 9th November 2008, 11:40 AM

"Ah, well in that case I shall take the Artificer's Monacle, if my colleagues have no objections." Alariass says pocketing the monacle with great care.

"Out of curiosity are the scrolls arcane or divine in origin?"

OOC: Alariass is always going to want to know if scrolls are arcane or divine, fyi.

Vertexx69 · 9th November 2008, 06:25 PM

The Spearman bends down and deftly scoups up the hat. He pushes back the deep green hood that has been cloaking most of his head in shadow, but now his pointed ears and ornately braided blonde dreadlocks stand out as quite striking, as it contrasts wonderfully with the deeply tanned skin of his smooth face.

He places the hat over the mass of tangles, and a cascade of golden strait hair replaces it, along with his ears becoming rounded and his wings seeming to vanish alltogether. The hat itself morphs into a delicately long black feather that is woven into his new hair just behind the ear. He also seems to shrink over half a foot in height, making him blend in with the party quite a bit better. "Hows it look? It sets pretty cunning don't cha think?" His clothes slowly morph as well into lustrous golden robes that give him all the bearing of a nobleman, except for the large silver spear in his other hand of course. Then the haft of the spear too seems to turn golden even as this happens, delicate runes and scribing trace goregeous patterns out from the strong hand that grasps it in the middle until it reaches the ends. "Mmm it seems that the hat is the last piece of the set I have been cobbling together over the years..." Grabhar looks as if hes trying very hard to contain is pleasure at the choice of payment that their youthful host has offered him. "Well then, it seems we have struck an accord young master. Your were-problem will soon be at an end. I shall meet you all in the morning then, as I have some other 'business' to attend to."

As he turns to head out the door, his clothing and spear turn black, as his hair returns to its original configuration and his wings are present once more. He looks back over his shoulder and gives the ladies present each a flirtatious nod and then disappears into the night in a whirl of wingbeats.