Diplomatic Immunity OOC: The Third

Rystil Arden said:
Well, the descriptions I saw in the RG said it was Telepathic :D

If you don't want telepathic, how about they work like a message spell. Except you don't need to point, and you can only contact those amulets made with the same link. :)
 
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[sblock=Melisande]"How was I supposed to know the window was trapped?" Araneau said, holding his shoulder, the wound on it festering and oozing green. "Ouch! Careful there."

Melisande smiled softly as she pushed and prodded the wound, much to Araneau's dismay. "Perhaps you shouldn't have been gawking at the ladies in waiting through it," she said as she spread a salve over the wound. "Here, drink this."

The swashbuckler's nose turned when he saw the vile brown ichor before him, but he tilted his head back and swallowed as best he could. Through sheer force of will, he kept down the rancid brew. "Blah, can't you make something that tastes good?"

"Why of course I can," the witch replied with a smirk, "but I made that especially for you."[/sblock]
How's that for a witty witch story?
 

Rystil Arden said:
Of course, Message can be overheard on a successful Listen check :uhoh: If they're next to you, it's no better than whispering.
I'll figure something out. Given no one has ever thought to use one, it hasn't come up yet.
 

Rystil Arden said:
Of course, Message can be overheard on a successful Listen check :uhoh: If they're next to you, it's no better than whispering.

Well I thought they were supposed to be near silent distance communication devices, like an earphone/jaw microphone combination, not something made to whipser secrets. :)
 

unleashed said:
Well I thought they were supposed to be near silent distance communication devices, like an earphone/jaw microphone combination, not something made to whipser secrets. :)
Yeah, that's the idea actualy.
 



Bront said:
[sblock=Melisande]"How was I supposed to know the window was trapped?" Araneau said, holding his shoulder, the wound on it festering and oozing green. "Ouch! Careful there."

Melisande smiled softly as she pushed and prodded the wound, much to Araneau's dismay. "Perhaps you shouldn't have been gawking at the ladies in waiting through it," she said as she spread a salve over the wound. "Here, drink this."

The swashbuckler's nose turned when he saw the vile brown ichor before him, but he tilted his head back and swallowed as best he could. Through sheer force of will, he kept down the rancid brew. "Blah, can't you make something that tastes good?"

"Why of course I can," the witch replied with a smirk, "but I made that especially for you."[/sblock]
How's that for a witty witch story?
I like it :)
 


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