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Colgrave retreats from the repellent ooze, unwilling to experience the same unpleasantness as his companions. Slamming the butt of his staff on the ground, he conjures an enormous pillar of fire which seems to erupt from the ground at the base of the ooze, causing it to to back away...

Oh right, that makes sense now! Thanks, that's cool. "BURN, you misbegotten wretches!" Colgrave cries out with relish. With a grand sweep of his staff he conjures up a sudden sulphurous conflagration which threatens to roast the closest two monsters alive as it licks at them with red hot...

As much as I hate to admit it, I don't think the monsters should have taken damage from Colgrave's Hypnotic Pattern attack, unless I'm missing something or some special effect is causing that. The power itself doesn't cause any damage, it just pulls 3 squares and slows. Will wait to see...

The group head back down the steep staircase, feeling an oppressive mental weight lift as they do so. They encounter no unpleasant surprises as they retrace their steps and return to the ground floor, leaving the stairs down as the only unexplored part of the temple. Sorry for the delayed...

Kasha emerges bedraggled and sorry-looking from the wreckage, but upon seeing that they've reached their destination safely after all she quickly recovers her customary bounce. "Everyone in one piece? Course you are! Not about to lose any hands to some little rain shower, not while I'm at the...

Flinching a little as the creature's tentacles lash out for him, Colgrave hastily retreats. Once at a safe distance he gives a theatrical twirl of his cloak and raises his staff. There is a puff of smoke behind the monsters' front line, and then a tracery of bright green and blue lights begins...

Jarren slumps a little, looking with concern at Talkrai, but he knows that Susan has the right of it. Casualties of one sort or another can be dealt with later - for now there are more pressing concerns. He sets off running for the surface, hot on Susan's heels.

Orsik and kal'Tarron are both aware of a kind of inner urging as they look over the edge, and as he approaches more closely Orsik feels that he may indeed have been wise to secure himself. There seems to be something so very tempting about the idea of simply hurling himself over the edge. He...

A steady trickle of sweat dripped from Khalil's nose as he swayed and lurched with the motion of his camel beneath him. The sun was dipping beneath the horizon in a blaze of crimson, but still in his mail armour the heat was sweltering. At his side rode a paunchy, thick-bearded man, clad...

The stairway winds its way steeply up for a long way - you are obviously now ascending the spire of the temple. As you near the top you feel hot air in your face from the Cogs outside, and above you you can see the inside of the temple's tall tower rearing vertiginously to a vaulted dome high...

In contrast to the anger and grief of his companions, Jarren only gives a rumbling growl as Pis is slain. He motions with his spear and his Spirit Companion sprouts its wings once more, returning to its normal proportions before swooping over to pile in on the remaining swordsman. If the...

Anybody stepping onto the steps feels a shudder of revulsion and momentary unease, an almost physical sensation like cold, clammy fingers in the dark. It passes, though, seemingly without any lasting debilitating effects. Baracus seems to be recovering himself too, standing on his own power...

Posted Khalil in the character thread. :) I'll hold off on posting IC until tomorrow morning, if that's okay - I'm just pretty shattered right now and not getting much inspiration. Totally psyched about the game though!

Khalil at Myth Weavers. Khalil is a very slim young man, brown skinned, his dark, curly hair and beard trimmed neatly. His features are composed and blankly unemotive, but for the searching, intent gleam in his unblinking eyes. He holds himself upright despite the suit of chainmail which...

It's hard to define, but Serris senses a strange taint lying upon this place, as if the very fabric of reality has been warped and corrupted in some subtle way. The source is certainly up these stairs, and must surely be the same thing that is troubling Baracus.

Congrats, parents-to-be! On ressurecting: Jarren is likely to be fairly unopinionated on the matter. He doesn't feel it necessary to go calling somebody's spirit back to their mortal body after it's passed on, but he also doesn't particularly frown on it. If the rest of the party is all for...

Assenting to the prevailing consensus, Baracus heads for the stairs up and begins to climb. As soon as his foot hits the first step he utters a startled cry and stumbles, almost falling. He puts one hand against the wall to steady himself and just leans there for a few moments, breathing heavily...

Baracus heads on up to take a look and then motions the all-clear, proceeding around the corner himself. You find yourselves on the second level of the temple's central chamber, looking down on the site of your recent battle. There are tiered areas on either side where once there must have...

"Neat!" Kasha exclaims happily as she takes the map and compass. "Don't worry fellas, you'll be safe in the hands of Cap'n Kasha!" She turns the map around in her hands a few times, squinting and turning her head as her face falls. "Which way's up on this thing?" Kasha's all levelled and ready...