[GRIM TALES] Wulf Ratbane's SLAVELORDS of CYDONIA


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Hjorimir said:
Bill lets out a long, slow whistle. "What kind of writing is that? Chinese?"

Yeah, you know, I am really regretting talking Old One into swapping Forgery for Decipher Script. Forgery makes more sense for the character background (or so I argued), but DS would be a lot more helpful to me, as a GM.

Here's hoping he picks it up with Skill Familiarity at some point.

 


T. Rawley tries to keep his eyes in his head. Once the group reaches the altar room, he backs against the wall, resting his hand on his pistol.

"This is where they make their decision, Brindle," he mutters.

OOC: He'll study the group of 'captors,' especially the fat man (keying off of the seeming division between his motives and the doctor's from the previous encounter). If he seems to be 'going rogue,' he's the first one I shoot. Sense Motive 14 with no modifiers...he'll study the fat man for at least a minute...http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=178378)
 

ragboy said:
T. Rawley tries to keep his eyes in his head. Once the group reaches the altar room, he backs against the wall, resting his hand on his pistol.

One of the hired guns nudged Rawley with the butt of his shotgun and shook his head 'No.'
 

Teddy does his best to appear dumbly curious. Given his visage, it's not hard.

"So, uhh, what ya gonna do wid da crystal now? Put it in wanna does big black rocks? Do ya know what will happen when ya do? 'cause when we took da crystal out of da otha temple, it all collapsed, ya know."

We should really try and figure out what they're going to do and if it will be, well, bad for us.

And, FYI, I'll be around today, but will be out of town and away from the internet Friday -- Monday for a conference.
 

"I don't like this, not one bit. These people have no beasts of burden, no steam, no iron, there is no bloody way they could have done this. I have been in a lot of ruins. Ancient ones swallowed by the jungles so long ago their names have been forgotten, their people dust. I have seen beautiful work done by primitive peoples. But they never looked like this, never. This is bad Ms. Nielson. I dare say Mr. Hambrick would agree it is wicked"


OOC: And I mean wicked as it would have been used in the 1800's not the current vernacular. :p
 

"I got no idea why God put this here. Perhaps wicked's what it is, perhaps jus' a bunch of shiny rock. But there's wicked in this room. Its just between the walls, not inside 'em."
 

Brigitta

Brigitta's mind is in a haze. The comments of Haskins and Hambrick pentrate, but only just. The enormous basalt structure mesmerized her and terrified her at the same time. It squated there like a great, expectant maw, hungry and waiting. A tiny corner of her brain screams a dire warning, but the flush of excitement easily overpowers the flimsy shred of common sense and sanity.

She takes a deep breath and opens her medical satchel. She pulls out the wrapped crystal and lets the cloth fall away.

"Here it is..."

~ OO

PS - Got to have dinner with Nakia on Wed. night...good fun. Actually, he ate and I drank beer :p!
 


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