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Forked Thread: Scotley's Tomb of Horrors 3.5 Continued
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Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
"Of the undead you say. Are mummies not undead? Could THAT mummy there suddenly animate by the power of something on or near it?"
Graybeard
Explorer
I'm afraid there is worse news my friends. This mummy was indeed a Priest once upon a time. The writing tells tales of the evil deeds perpetuated by not only the priest, but by his master as well. It leads me to believe that the master may well be entombed nearby. It would be very dire for the world if these two were to return from the dead. Logan, is there anything you can do to prevent that from happening?" Zorn explains.
Leif
Adventurer
Logan Lightbringer
OOC: I really can't believe you guys were about to start an adventure with the word "TOMB" in its title without a cleric in the party!
"I suppose it could, but it likely would have done so already if it was going to."
"We could thoroughly douse any potential mummies with holy water, but I'm not convinced that such would entirely prevent their re-animation. I don't currently have any spells prepared that would help in this regard, either."
OOC: I really can't believe you guys were about to start an adventure with the word "TOMB" in its title without a cleric in the party!
Arkhandus
First Post
Grackle "Grubeater" Granitetop
"Being a bunny would be fun for awhile..... But shiny stick can't be bad!" Grackle declares. He shows it off to the Admiral, consulting the weasel in their shared tongue about what the shiny stick might be.......
Though the rest of the group couldn't understand the strange speech of the gnome and weasel, the conversation went a little something like this, you imagine, from the expressions, reactions, tones, and gestures of the two as they debate:
Grackle "This must be a Shiny Stick of Shinyness! It must make more shinies! Look at it, Admiral! It's SOOOOO shiiiiinyyyyy! It MUST make more shinies! I bet, anything I touch with it, becomes SHINY!" Jumping up and down, jabbering excitedly.
Weasel ".......No. And even if it WERE something like that, why didn't it make the throne shiny? Or you?" Blank stare, followed by flat, monotonous noises by the weasel (you wouldn't quite call them words, but.....).
Grackle "Silly weasel, shinies are for gnomes! OF COURSE it didn't make anything shiny until I picked it up! There wasn't any gnome holding it before! Only a gnome would know how to make it make, uhhh, shiny, stuff......out of......not-shinies..... Cuz it's magic like us!" Rolled eyes, snide tone, then a knowing grin and explanatory tone, followed by gleeful exclamation.
Weasel "Of course. Whyever didn't I think of that before. Oh, right, because it's RIDICULOUS." Rolled eyes in return, fake apologetic tone, then a sharp, screech-like rebuke.
Grackle "Your face is ridiculous. All scrunched up and ratty. Yeah, ratty. You sure you're a weasel, not a reeeeeaaally scrawny, miniature giant space-rat? With ginooormous ears?" sarcastic rebuke, jabbing his finger in the weasel's face, turning his back and looking back casually.
Weasel "Yes. No. Well, I'm an Admiral, so there. What are you? Are you sure you're really a gnome, not a freakishly short, fat, and hairy elf who smells bad?" Self-assured nod and tone, then a few confused chitterings, and a questioning tone with a scrutinizing expression, pointing at Grackle's gut, face, and feet.
Grackle "Nope. Momma said I was the cutest little gnome-child she EVER saw. Pretty sure I'm a gnome. Yup. Even has MAGIC hands!" Contemplative stance, stroking his chin, then a smile and cheery respones, and a brief show of jazz-hands accompanied by a flickering, spinning, sparkly light evoked with Prestidigitation.
Weasel ".......Right. That was entirely pointless. The metal rod is most assuredly NOT a.......Shiny Stick of Shinyness....... It just isn't. I would say it was a king's scepter, a symbol of his rulership and auperiority over the lesser folk of the region, and an effective tool for chastising unruly servants. Fitting, perhaps, for an Admiral as well, but certainly not a grubby gnome from the middle of nowhere."
Grackle ".........That's silly. It must be a Shiny Stick of Shinyness. Or a Back-Scratcher of Ultimate Back-Scratching. Or a Mixing Stick of Magical Mixing. Or a Musical Mace of the Maestro. Or a Mystical Mace of Magical Mystery. Or a Rod of Really Righteous Wrong-Righting. Or a Rod of Raisiny Goodness. Or a Staff of Shiny Smiting. Or a Staff of Supermagical Superness. Or a Stick of Smashing Things Real Good. Or a Stick of Wondrous Wonder and Delicious Delight! OOoohh! I hope it's one of those! I could use some delicious, crunchy bugs with sweet, squishy centers right now!!! Or a shiny hat! Hey, wasn't there a shiny hat on the big chair that fell down the hole? Go get it, go get it, go get it! I wants a shiny hat to go with my shiny stick!!!" Skeptical expression, followed by speculative consideration, then an ever-increasing grin with ever-more-gleeful mutterings as he gets more excited, followed by frantic jumping up and down and waving the shiny stick around, mostly in the direction of the pit where the crown and throne descended........
[sblock=ooc]Tried to post this yesterday, but my wireless network went kaput and I had to wait. -_-[/sblock]
"Being a bunny would be fun for awhile..... But shiny stick can't be bad!" Grackle declares. He shows it off to the Admiral, consulting the weasel in their shared tongue about what the shiny stick might be.......
Though the rest of the group couldn't understand the strange speech of the gnome and weasel, the conversation went a little something like this, you imagine, from the expressions, reactions, tones, and gestures of the two as they debate:
Grackle "This must be a Shiny Stick of Shinyness! It must make more shinies! Look at it, Admiral! It's SOOOOO shiiiiinyyyyy! It MUST make more shinies! I bet, anything I touch with it, becomes SHINY!" Jumping up and down, jabbering excitedly.
Weasel ".......No. And even if it WERE something like that, why didn't it make the throne shiny? Or you?" Blank stare, followed by flat, monotonous noises by the weasel (you wouldn't quite call them words, but.....).
Grackle "Silly weasel, shinies are for gnomes! OF COURSE it didn't make anything shiny until I picked it up! There wasn't any gnome holding it before! Only a gnome would know how to make it make, uhhh, shiny, stuff......out of......not-shinies..... Cuz it's magic like us!" Rolled eyes, snide tone, then a knowing grin and explanatory tone, followed by gleeful exclamation.
Weasel "Of course. Whyever didn't I think of that before. Oh, right, because it's RIDICULOUS." Rolled eyes in return, fake apologetic tone, then a sharp, screech-like rebuke.
Grackle "Your face is ridiculous. All scrunched up and ratty. Yeah, ratty. You sure you're a weasel, not a reeeeeaaally scrawny, miniature giant space-rat? With ginooormous ears?" sarcastic rebuke, jabbing his finger in the weasel's face, turning his back and looking back casually.
Weasel "Yes. No. Well, I'm an Admiral, so there. What are you? Are you sure you're really a gnome, not a freakishly short, fat, and hairy elf who smells bad?" Self-assured nod and tone, then a few confused chitterings, and a questioning tone with a scrutinizing expression, pointing at Grackle's gut, face, and feet.
Grackle "Nope. Momma said I was the cutest little gnome-child she EVER saw. Pretty sure I'm a gnome. Yup. Even has MAGIC hands!" Contemplative stance, stroking his chin, then a smile and cheery respones, and a brief show of jazz-hands accompanied by a flickering, spinning, sparkly light evoked with Prestidigitation.
Weasel ".......Right. That was entirely pointless. The metal rod is most assuredly NOT a.......Shiny Stick of Shinyness....... It just isn't. I would say it was a king's scepter, a symbol of his rulership and auperiority over the lesser folk of the region, and an effective tool for chastising unruly servants. Fitting, perhaps, for an Admiral as well, but certainly not a grubby gnome from the middle of nowhere."
Grackle ".........That's silly. It must be a Shiny Stick of Shinyness. Or a Back-Scratcher of Ultimate Back-Scratching. Or a Mixing Stick of Magical Mixing. Or a Musical Mace of the Maestro. Or a Mystical Mace of Magical Mystery. Or a Rod of Really Righteous Wrong-Righting. Or a Rod of Raisiny Goodness. Or a Staff of Shiny Smiting. Or a Staff of Supermagical Superness. Or a Stick of Smashing Things Real Good. Or a Stick of Wondrous Wonder and Delicious Delight! OOoohh! I hope it's one of those! I could use some delicious, crunchy bugs with sweet, squishy centers right now!!! Or a shiny hat! Hey, wasn't there a shiny hat on the big chair that fell down the hole? Go get it, go get it, go get it! I wants a shiny hat to go with my shiny stick!!!" Skeptical expression, followed by speculative consideration, then an ever-increasing grin with ever-more-gleeful mutterings as he gets more excited, followed by frantic jumping up and down and waving the shiny stick around, mostly in the direction of the pit where the crown and throne descended........
[sblock=ooc]Tried to post this yesterday, but my wireless network went kaput and I had to wait. -_-[/sblock]
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
* sigh* "Great, the end of the world is right at our finger tips if we do something wrong here. But no pressure.
Hey grackle, you may want to quit arguing with your weasal friend about who gets the next bug. There may be details here that may save your lives."
Hey grackle, you may want to quit arguing with your weasal friend about who gets the next bug. There may be details here that may save your lives."
Leif
Adventurer
Logan Lightbringer
Logan makes a big production of consoling Harrison. He pats him on the shoulder and says, "There, there, Brave Warrior. Fear not, we'll protect the big, bad fighting man from the Ooogy Boogies." And to himself, he thinks, "If worst comes to worst, we'll throw Grackle to them."
[sblock=Arkhandus]Kidding, of course!
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Logan makes a big production of consoling Harrison. He pats him on the shoulder and says, "There, there, Brave Warrior. Fear not, we'll protect the big, bad fighting man from the Ooogy Boogies." And to himself, he thinks, "If worst comes to worst, we'll throw Grackle to them."
[sblock=Arkhandus]Kidding, of course!
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Arkhandus
First Post
Grackle gets tired of trying to make the Admiral go get the shiny hat, so he crawls down there with the magic of his Cloak to grab the shiny hat (crown) himself, then crawls back out and tries it on. "Yes! Shiny hat! I looks all sophistimicated nows!"
The dirty gnome starts posing in his new shiny hat, with his new shiny stick, while the Admiral just scowls and mutters. But even he can't keep from glancing at the shiny-shiny now and then. Neither seems to be paying attention to the much more important discussion and examination going on in the rest of the room.
The dirty gnome starts posing in his new shiny hat, with his new shiny stick, while the Admiral just scowls and mutters. But even he can't keep from glancing at the shiny-shiny now and then. Neither seems to be paying attention to the much more important discussion and examination going on in the rest of the room.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Pointing to grackle Harrison says to grackle, "is that such a good idea?"
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