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"A scythe," Jossen says absently, "A slashing weapon, could have easily caused this." He turns and looks Maugra in the eyes, "But it is not an instrument of butchery, you would have a very hard time cutting up something precisely with it. Could mean nothing, he could carry a knife with him...

I understood. I see that you posted this before you posted you made your post in the IC thread, I hope Bea'ral's explanation there explains why he won't ally himself directly with Aranth Al'Rah, even though he is as opposed to Thef'chu Nefut as he is.

Voidrazor, I want to make sure you understand that I am not ignoring the Dwellers actions, Bea'ral is. Change, in whatever form, is mostly good with him, so the Dwellers actions are not a terribly large priority to him. The elves will adapt, or they won't. Dr. Zombie, I should point out...

Smiling, Bea'ral changes form to that of small multihued creature which would one day be known as a peacock, "YOU HONOR ME WITH YOUR REQUEST." "MY PERMISSION IS NOT NEEDED, TRAVELLER, USE MAGIC AS YOU WILL, IT IS THERE AS A GIFT. BUT BE WARNED, AS YOU USE IT SO MAY OTHERS. AS YOU OPEN YOUR...

He walked among the creation of Thef'chu Nefut, unseen, watching and learning. In the cleverest he whispered in their ears of the secrets of a dynamic universe and how to enforce their will upon the world. He taught them of magic and how through it they could set themselves free. OOC: In...

We could say there are two souls, the greater and lesser (I believe it is a Chinese belief). The lesser soul is the mortal one it is the nuture side of the equation. The greater one is the immortal soul, or the nature part of the equation. It can not die and in the domain of the diety most...

Bea'ral felt itself, now himself, change as his tether to the chaos snapped with the will of Xak'tsar. It-now-he laughs until he can laugh no more. He-who-was-once-it has been changed himself. Bound within the confines of the reality, he too must conform to it. Everything is new, the rules...

Notice how everyone is DR 20? I do believe that is going to be pointless. Perhaps we should either let Suicidal_Llama decide what our divine ranks are or do away with that concept and let our actions and natures dictate the power in which we act.

In the primal chaos that exists between reality, where all things are possible, a ripple was felt. The passing of an entity between realities, an entity of great power. In the chaos curiosity stirred a sentience to existence, one which followed the entity. It emerged into a new universe and...

Jossen looks around for cautiously for another way into the attic while the others quiz the captives.

"If this trapdoor was sealed from age, how did they get up there?" Jossen asks to no one in particular. "Look for another way in." He calls up as he begins to climb up to the attic.

Concerned, Jossen attempts to see up into the attic over Maugra's head. Seeing no immediate threat, he will take the latern from her hand and place it on the floor of the attic. He will then offer his cupped hands and shoulder as a ladder for Maugra to climb into the attic. "Be careful...

Bea’ral the Changelord Sprung spontaneously from the primal chaos Bea’ral (or Kazmak or Lentaine or Shamas Nuenrle or hundreds of other names he has and will use). The world was static and unchanging, but he pricked the world, allowing chaos to seep into the universe. It became more malleable...

Jossen motions Akilu to get into the clear and says quietly, "If they are aggressive, they will come to us, be ready." He waits to shoot anything hostile coming from the trap door.

"Does anyone have anything to pry that open with?" Jossen asks once Maugra points out the trap door. "Akilu, you look like the strongest of us, if you can pry that open, I will cover you. The rest of us should be ready for anything."

Jossen looks around at the mention of their missing companion. "Grant!" he barks, loud enough to carry, but still short of a shout. Upon receiving no answer, "I think staying together with the light might be a good idea. Bring the light closer, here, I just want to make sure there are no more...

"There is something in there, more light may attract more rats though." He speaks calmly, and move calmly as he puts the flail back in the leather straps that keep it on his back and restrings his bow. He nocks an arrow, "Alright, let's approach cautiously, keep that trident forward to keep...

Rat! Has to be a rat. Jossen thinks to himself as he scrambles back, regretting unstringing his bow. With a smooth practiced motion, he produces the wood handle, connect to a solid metal bound club: his flail. Still retreating backwards, he hisses toward his emerging companion, "There is...

Jossen continues to peer into the poorly lit room, wishing they had had time for him to purchase lighting equipment. He will check to see if there is a fireplace with any kindling left in it. Jossen's ideas of fun do not include stumbling around a dark haunted inn in the middle of the night.

Jossen, glad to let others investigate the ghost, remains on the ground floor. He begins looking for another light source, reasoning that something had to light the inn at night. Regardless, he restrings his bow and begins a careful inspection of the common room.