Planescape - Dead God Rising

[Deuce Traveler]

Noch nods as if something makes sense to him and says, "Negative plane."

 

[Nalfeshnee]

The man nods his head and winces at some hidden pain. 'The dark one has it right. Now, please,' he coughs, specks of blood splattering from his mouth.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Kyran's frown deepens, "I see... well I suppose that explains the skeletons. So you're undead then?" He turns to Rubious, "Well, you know the dead, is he spouting screed, or could he be telling the truth?"

OOC: I want to sense motive on this guy too. Do you still have my sheet Nalfeshnee? I think it was +9 but I would rather not trust my memory. Do undead even feel pain?

 

[Nalfeshnee]

yup, its +9. And as far as you can tell, he is saying the truth. Sense Motive 23

Rubious shakes his head. 'No, i do not think so. He is alive. But it is not unknown for those with an affinity with the grave to be like them in many ways.'

OOC: and as far as i can tell, no they do not

 

[Dire Lemming]

Again Kyran finds himself sighing resignedly, "Alright, I will trust you." he approaches the man and causiously takes the flasks from his belt, he examines them closely to make sure things are as he's said before stowing one and uncorking other. He lifts the man's head and carefully pours the contents into his mouth. "There, are you feeling better now? Can you answer my questions?"

 

[Nalfeshnee]

A thick black liquid pours into the mans' mouth. He does not swallow it at first and lets it wallow in his mouth for a moment. You detect an acrid odour, uncomfortable and giving the impression of something that should certainly not be in someones mouth.

The man waits for the contents of the vial to empty before downing the entire thing in one gulp. He sighs like a blood drinking a chilled drink after a hard days' work and looks up at you with a heavy brow. He grins for a moment as the wound in his chest slowly reknits. He looks at you (Kyran) and, upon seeing your features, mumbles the words: 'piking upperblood...'

He slups back to the ground, rubbing his back, not acting at all like one in his situation should be

 

[Dire Lemming]

"Aye, I am an Aasimar. If you wish to know my name before you tell me yours, it is Kyran." He waits and watches the man's reaction.

OOC: I'd like to make a diplomacy check, but I haven't really come up with anything particularly diplomatic to say in character yet so it seems like it'd be kind of odd if he just suddenly became more friendly for no apparent reason, I guess that's just a problem with the rules vs roleplaying.

 

[Nalfeshnee]

OOC: you would need to make an effort at least, yes

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Noch the Shadowswyft

OOC: It might make your diplomacy easier if you play good cop, to Noch's bad...

Noch moves towards the captive, kukri in his left hand, and grabs the man roughly by his hair (or chin) so he looks directly at him. He stares intently at his features in an effort to figure out what the humanoid is and looks into his eyes to see the affects of what he had just drunk. As he roughly makes his observations, Noch asks the others while waving his kukri, "Cut?"

OOC: Rolled a natural 20, for a total of a 26 on knowledge (the planes) to see if Noch has any recognition of his race and what he may have just drunk and anything else the mighty DM feels fit to release...
http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=612164

 

[Nalfeshnee]

He seems, to all intents and purposes, to be a late middle aged human male, though his features are not tuly representative of his race. His skin is pale and of a sickly tone; his eyes are sunken, dark, even somewhat vacant. is hair - what little of it is left - it greying white and grows in thin patches on his head, revealing liver spots and flaked skin.

Rubious
Meanwhile, Rubious is looking round the room, searching drawers and tables with whoever else has decided to aid him