MavrickWeirdo
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Micah said:
Personally I think it works better the way it played out (or at least funnier.)
Adventure in the Open Skies: The Liralen Irregulars (Eberron, Updated 5/10)
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Personally I think it works better the way it played out (or at least funnier.)
Black Bard
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Up with this airship!!!
Bump!
Bump!
MavrickWeirdo
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Anyone eLse feEling stoRy withDrall? 
Bad guys on the move. . . .
Well, I'm not PhoenixAsh - but perhaps I can stave off the cold chills for a few hours for the addictees
He read the report one last time, putting off the inevitable. The Healers hadn’t been able to get near the prisoner until he passed out from loss of blood. Even then the members of House Jorasco had only been saved by the intervening bars between them.
Currently the local law hadn’t been successful in any interrogation techniques. They might as well be questioning a caged wild cat. But that was about to change. He looked at the request lists for spell components. Someone would soon be getting answers.
Every step down the long stone hall brought bile into his mouth. Worry and uncertainty had been a part of his life for a long time, but this was something he’d dreaded for a long time. The culmination of many fears.
Trying to keep his mind from what he had to do, he concentrated instead on a calm demeanor. Hopefully his face wouldn’t reflect the knotting he felt in his gut.
Yet he either managed to cover his agitation well or the guard, upon seeing a familiar face to chat with for a few moments, simply didn’t notice anything other than a preoccupation somewhere outside of the regular jailhouse gossip. After a few nerve-wracking moments he was on his way down the dark corridor to solitary confinement.
His heart was racing, the need to vomit felt stronger, and he was sweating profusely by the time he got there. The figure on the cot sprang towards the bars the long arms and clawed hands reaching through trying to grasp him. Out of reach, but startled, his stomach took control for a minute.
There was a sick gleam of triumph in the eyes of the prisoner. He had sensed the fear quite easily and exulted in it. “You went to ground at a most inconvenient time!” the prisoner growled. The voice was feral and menacing. “You betrayed us!”
His own voice when it came, quavered, “Hush – not here, listen carefully. I wouldn’t be within a thousand miles if I’d betrayed you. Rather it’s bound to be the other way around at this point.”
The prisoner lunged in anger once more against the bars. “I would not tell your kind anything!”
“You might not have a choice in the matter. There are magical compulsions that will be brought into play. Now listen carefully and control you wrath. You’ll have your revenge against me in a moment. . . ”
He bitterly explained the rest of what his plan was. “Remember your loss if you injure me beyond healing. And remember to kill the guard – He’s the only one who knows that I took the cell block key.”
His hand shook as he took the key from his cloak.
There was a low growl of something akin to laughter behind the bars. “I am going to enjoy causing you pain. The question is, face, or stomach first?”
The prisoner was taunting him, playing with his fear. He almost lost his nerve at that point. There was the safety of the cell between them yet. Yet the consequences for not following through . . . his freedom and most likely his life. He gave up trying to shakily fit the key in the lock and threw it through the bars. Long clawed fingers snatched it immediately and gently worked it into the lock. . . .
Well, I'm not PhoenixAsh - but perhaps I can stave off the cold chills for a few hours for the addictees
He read the report one last time, putting off the inevitable. The Healers hadn’t been able to get near the prisoner until he passed out from loss of blood. Even then the members of House Jorasco had only been saved by the intervening bars between them.
Currently the local law hadn’t been successful in any interrogation techniques. They might as well be questioning a caged wild cat. But that was about to change. He looked at the request lists for spell components. Someone would soon be getting answers.
Every step down the long stone hall brought bile into his mouth. Worry and uncertainty had been a part of his life for a long time, but this was something he’d dreaded for a long time. The culmination of many fears.
Trying to keep his mind from what he had to do, he concentrated instead on a calm demeanor. Hopefully his face wouldn’t reflect the knotting he felt in his gut.
Yet he either managed to cover his agitation well or the guard, upon seeing a familiar face to chat with for a few moments, simply didn’t notice anything other than a preoccupation somewhere outside of the regular jailhouse gossip. After a few nerve-wracking moments he was on his way down the dark corridor to solitary confinement.
His heart was racing, the need to vomit felt stronger, and he was sweating profusely by the time he got there. The figure on the cot sprang towards the bars the long arms and clawed hands reaching through trying to grasp him. Out of reach, but startled, his stomach took control for a minute.
There was a sick gleam of triumph in the eyes of the prisoner. He had sensed the fear quite easily and exulted in it. “You went to ground at a most inconvenient time!” the prisoner growled. The voice was feral and menacing. “You betrayed us!”
His own voice when it came, quavered, “Hush – not here, listen carefully. I wouldn’t be within a thousand miles if I’d betrayed you. Rather it’s bound to be the other way around at this point.”
The prisoner lunged in anger once more against the bars. “I would not tell your kind anything!”
“You might not have a choice in the matter. There are magical compulsions that will be brought into play. Now listen carefully and control you wrath. You’ll have your revenge against me in a moment. . . ”
He bitterly explained the rest of what his plan was. “Remember your loss if you injure me beyond healing. And remember to kill the guard – He’s the only one who knows that I took the cell block key.”
His hand shook as he took the key from his cloak.
There was a low growl of something akin to laughter behind the bars. “I am going to enjoy causing you pain. The question is, face, or stomach first?”
The prisoner was taunting him, playing with his fear. He almost lost his nerve at that point. There was the safety of the cell between them yet. Yet the consequences for not following through . . . his freedom and most likely his life. He gave up trying to shakily fit the key in the lock and threw it through the bars. Long clawed fingers snatched it immediately and gently worked it into the lock. . . .
Hmm - not like our storyhour author to not reply to bumps.
And I should've gotten at least a shudder from my last post - seeing Ruel was instrumental in jailing our friend.
My guess is vacation/spring break has PhoenixAsh away. . . .
When the authors away the DM's will play. . . . what fun we could have here - especially today.
Hey Pflume - want to write up an account of the airship crash?
And I should've gotten at least a shudder from my last post - seeing Ruel was instrumental in jailing our friend.
My guess is vacation/spring break has PhoenixAsh away. . . .
When the authors away the DM's will play. . . . what fun we could have here - especially today.
Hey Pflume - want to write up an account of the airship crash?
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PhoenixAsh
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The next part is in the works, no date/time promises yet (since I can't seem to keep to them), but it should be soon. The Liralen crew will find itself in the midst of a minor mystery... and will have a very limited time to solve it before something disasterous happens to the youngest member of the crew.
Oh and of course Ruel will continue to cause havoc for the ship's other entertainer.
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Micah was just telling me last night during one of our sessions that Ruel has developed the longest list of enemies out of any of the PCs so far (Joy!). That sounds like one of the earlier ones, though Ruel's involvement in the situation was somewhat remote. If I suspect correctly, that too may have disasterous consequences for the youngest member of the crew...
...though just as likely, it was an April Fool's prank.
If you're not careful Micah, I'll have to write up about how Ruel and Errol met. And I'll have to write about Errol's former boss...
Oh and of course Ruel will continue to cause havoc for the ship's other entertainer.
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Micah was just telling me last night during one of our sessions that Ruel has developed the longest list of enemies out of any of the PCs so far (Joy!). That sounds like one of the earlier ones, though Ruel's involvement in the situation was somewhat remote. If I suspect correctly, that too may have disasterous consequences for the youngest member of the crew...
...though just as likely, it was an April Fool's prank.
If you're not careful Micah, I'll have to write up about how Ruel and Errol met. And I'll have to write about Errol's former boss...
PhoenixAsh said:...though just as likely, it was an April Fool's prank.
It started as an April Fool's prank, but given the general reception last night we'll just say that there happens to be one more nasty on the loose.
PhoenixAsh said:If you're not careful Micah, I'll have to write up about how Ruel and Errol met. And I'll have to write about Errol's former boss...
Hmm - for the life of me the biggest fear I'd have there is sidetracking you from the regular storyhour. I simply can't remember anything too incriminating about Joseph, other than, well that he's a criminal.
The web life weaves. Will one of Rurl's many ememies get us (I mean the party) killed, or will it be some other big nasty (maybe the crew will just crush the ship).
I have an unrelated question, does anybody know how to get a really big, heavy object though a small door?
Well before the DM's get upset......
I have an unrelated question, does anybody know how to get a really big, heavy object though a small door?
Well before the DM's get upset......
Pflume - I'd never object to any ideas given here. (Pflume plays Alexandre for those curious.)
I can prepare for those clever plans that I know about ahead of time.
Heh, I knew nothing would drive you crazier than that much platinum in a place that you can't get it out of. . . . even lots of action points won't be solving this dilemma.
I can prepare for those clever plans that I know about ahead of time.
Heh, I knew nothing would drive you crazier than that much platinum in a place that you can't get it out of. . . . even lots of action points won't be solving this dilemma.
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