Brave New Planes
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Serpenteye
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Sandorel is content to wait and watch, for the moment. He appears calm and confident.
Endur
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The Cimmerian watches the Angel led off to his doom with a feeling of great melancholy.
Turning to Sandorel, the Cimmerian says "You can't choose the time for bloodshed. It chooses you, not the other way around."
After the devils, the seer and the angel leave the room, the Cimmerian turns again to Sandorel.
"Now, while he is distracted? Or later, when the wizard has what he wants, and can concentrate on us?"
Turning to Sandorel, the Cimmerian says "You can't choose the time for bloodshed. It chooses you, not the other way around."
After the devils, the seer and the angel leave the room, the Cimmerian turns again to Sandorel.
"Now, while he is distracted? Or later, when the wizard has what he wants, and can concentrate on us?"
Brother Shatterstone
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Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia raises one of her thin eyebrows at the Cimmerian’s idea as she considers it her body language shows her desire to act over waiting, Maybe we can save Abd-Raten from an undue fate after all.
She doesn’t reply formally as she waits for Sandorel to reply.
Brystasia raises one of her thin eyebrows at the Cimmerian’s idea as she considers it her body language shows her desire to act over waiting, Maybe we can save Abd-Raten from an undue fate after all.
She doesn’t reply formally as she waits for Sandorel to reply.
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Serpenteye
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Sandorel gauges the reactions of his peers and nods slightly, his lips curling infinetisemally in a cold smile. We cannot afford the luxury of honour when fighting such as him. He triggers his Bead of Karma (CL 25 for 10 min, 29 against SR), and touches his Rod of Quicken Spell.
As soon as the group has reached an implicit agreement he casts a Spell Resistance and True Seeing on himself, then he follows the Seer.
As soon as the group has reached an implicit agreement he casts a Spell Resistance and True Seeing on himself, then he follows the Seer.
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Brother Shatterstone
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Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia claps Sune’s holy symbol that resides over her heart, and between her breast, her face disappears under the cascade of silvery blond hair as she bows her head while she mummers two different incarnations and prayers to Sune. A few seconds later she raise her eyes to the Cimmerian a tranquil and beautiful smile upon her face, “May Sune’s love protect this noble warrior.”
Brystasia claps Sune’s holy symbol that resides over her heart, and between her breast, her face disappears under the cascade of silvery blond hair as she bows her head while she mummers two different incarnations and prayers to Sune. A few seconds later she raise her eyes to the Cimmerian a tranquil and beautiful smile upon her face, “May Sune’s love protect this noble warrior.”
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Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia smiles at her companions as they finish their last preparations for battle she looks once more toward the entrance that the Seer had departed through to assure their privacy. She stops Sandorel and the others before she they can fallow and whispers to them with an apologetic but serious look that shows there was no debating her decision.
“I shall go first if I had thought harder when this started maybe the rest of you would have been spared this fate.” She smiles reassuring at all of them trying to disarm any arguments, “Besides
I see better, I’m move stealthy and I have my faith to protect me. Keep close though I can’t imagine it will take to long for are chance to present itself.”
Without waiting for their response she turns heading for the entrance. When she finds herself their she slowly peers around the bend wondering what she will encounter…
Brystasia smiles at her companions as they finish their last preparations for battle she looks once more toward the entrance that the Seer had departed through to assure their privacy. She stops Sandorel and the others before she they can fallow and whispers to them with an apologetic but serious look that shows there was no debating her decision.
“I shall go first if I had thought harder when this started maybe the rest of you would have been spared this fate.” She smiles reassuring at all of them trying to disarm any arguments, “Besides
I see better, I’m move stealthy and I have my faith to protect me. Keep close though I can’t imagine it will take to long for are chance to present itself.”
Without waiting for their response she turns heading for the entrance. When she finds herself their she slowly peers around the bend wondering what she will encounter…
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Paxus Asclepius
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Brother Shatterstone said:
Brystasia steps around the bend, and sees the black-skinned devil looking right back at her. His frilled, spiny ears flare out as his long, twice-forked tongue slides out of his mouth, tasting the air. "You aren't supposed to be here, pretty one, but we can make an exception. Is that what you would like, pretty one?" His glowing orange eyes penetrate like a knife; the expression "stripping you with his eyes" doesn't quite seem to apply, as it normally doesn't cover flaying the skin off. Brystasia feels acutely aware that scarcely 20 feet separates the devil from her.
Velenne
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The effect is somewhat spoiled a moment later when the Hunter steps up to shadow Brystasia. Standing at twice her height with shoulders that could swallow a small horse, Antillis' cold stare is enough chill even a demon's bones . One gets the feeling that it might smiling beneath its face-plate...if it had lips...
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