Aldern Foxglove
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"Yes Malaki wasn't it?" Thadeius says smiling thinly at the drow. "No wait Marvin?"
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jackslate45
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Xanfire smiled a little at Thadeius comment, and walked up to the door. He knocks, and enters the temple if no one knocks
"Malafikarum could use a disguise if we're to walk around in broad daylight with him," Thorn suggests dryly. "Unless we want to explain to every patrol why one of the kingdom's most wanted is not to be taken in for questioning under a huge block of anti-magic imbued adamantine."
Aldern Foxglove
First Post
"I shall seek out a factor to sell a portion of the daggers for us here. I see no reason to enter the Temple for myself, not a cerebral goddess for all her earnest virtue Iomedae." Thadeius says, "And yes a means of disguise is in order Mariachi. I have a Seeming prepared if you do not have the means..." He adds raising a brow quizzically.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
"And maybe start calling him Malcom. or Mal for short."
WarlockLord
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"Seeming. Very well" replies the drow in a resigned voice, suspecting he'll be dressed in a new shiny illusory clown suit and called a bard. Soon the reckoning would come."Oh, silence Thud. You really were never as clever as you made yourself out to be."
Aldern Foxglove
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Thadeius who despite pocking fun has firm ideas about a wizard's dignity nods, "If anyone else wishes to wear a different face let me know now." After pausing for responses he chants,
"Ecalp sih ni fle lear a tup etsat htiw eno sslac htiw eno ecar retteb a ot ti morfsnary ecaf ylthgisnu sword siht ekat. Ecaf rekop ym ym dear tnac ym dear tnac!"
The drow is transformed into a stern looking elf, whose features resemble Malacarus's own but are longer and more hawkish.
"Ecalp sih ni fle lear a tup etsat htiw eno sslac htiw eno ecar retteb a ot ti morfsnary ecaf ylthgisnu sword siht ekat. Ecaf rekop ym ym dear tnac ym dear tnac!"
The drow is transformed into a stern looking elf, whose features resemble Malacarus's own but are longer and more hawkish.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Hedron pictures the drow as being dressed in apprintice's robes. He smiles openly at his privet joke.
WarlockLord
First Post
"Much appreciated."
fireinthedust
Explorer
The farmer is shocked by the teleportation, and even more by Gerhard's gruff greeting.
Wah! Oy y'dun scrd meh! m'hart! m'hart! M hvn'eh kartiac arrest! Demd citty folkz alwaz be'en...
He stops and starts when seeing first the rest of the party, and then the dark necromancer they have with them. His mind flashes to that time Malacarus got hold of a powerful artefact from an elder race that let him draw on the power of the gods; then decided his first act was to project his face across the sky and declare himself overlord of all Golarion.
Muh! Muh-muh-muh-muh-muhluh... Skeletor!
The other street-goers, who are not farmers but urban city-folk (this guy is just here selling Turnips) nearby likewise begin to stare. Malacarus isn't easily visible, standing where he is, but it is obvious that a riot will break out if he is spotted by anyone more... articulate.
Then:
The transformation takes hold, and Malacarus' form shifts to that which he hates most: an elf!
[sblock=his appearance now]
...or, alternatively, a male version of this:
...or!
Or you can pick your own.
[/sblock]
Wah! Oy y'dun scrd meh! m'hart! m'hart! M hvn'eh kartiac arrest! Demd citty folkz alwaz be'en...
He stops and starts when seeing first the rest of the party, and then the dark necromancer they have with them. His mind flashes to that time Malacarus got hold of a powerful artefact from an elder race that let him draw on the power of the gods; then decided his first act was to project his face across the sky and declare himself overlord of all Golarion.
Muh! Muh-muh-muh-muh-muhluh... Skeletor!
The other street-goers, who are not farmers but urban city-folk (this guy is just here selling Turnips) nearby likewise begin to stare. Malacarus isn't easily visible, standing where he is, but it is obvious that a riot will break out if he is spotted by anyone more... articulate.
Then:
The transformation takes hold, and Malacarus' form shifts to that which he hates most: an elf!
[sblock=his appearance now]
...or, alternatively, a male version of this:
...or!
Or you can pick your own.
[/sblock]
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