[Planescape] Squaring the Circle Redux - IC


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Kiaros breathes a proverbial sigh of relief that he hadn't needed to interfere. His greatest fear, besides his fear of death, was to be trapped like ghosts so often were by their own obsessions. A spell like this one were just too similar. Now, with the gease broken it would be safe to take posession of the fiend... something Zoe would no doubt oppose...
 

Zoe Windwalker

After a few moments, Zoe says: “I know, that names carry quite a bit of power, but I do not want to take this power away from you, so I chose a name, which represents yourself as I see you here. I will call you Rockhorn the Reborn.”


OOC: Sorry, this sounds like a monster from Diablo :uhoh:, can't think of a really good name for a gargoyle (apart from Goliath, that is ;)).
 

"Rockhorn the Reborn," it rumbles to itself slowly, rolling the name around on its tongue and nods, pleased. "A fine name, lady. I shall wear it with pride." It stands up and plucks a few strands of dark fur from its pelt and carefully hands them to Zoe. "If thou shouldst ever find thyself in need of assistance, scatter these hairs to the winds whilst invoking the name Rockhorn the Reborn and I shall appear to aid thee the best that I am able."

The creature inclines its head at the rest of the party in farewell and abruptly shifts, disappearing from view in the blink of an eye. All that's left of its erstwhile presence is some hoofprints in the dust. Before you stands the doorway it had been guarding, looking exactly the same as the other doors lining the corridor.

During the exchange, Rupert had cautiously crept up behind Burrow and now gives the mephling a timid tug on his sleeve to catch his attention. The kobold points at Zoe, though only when he thinks she isn't looking. "Zoe helps big demon beast like Burrow help me, even though she no hafta... *yip* Why? Why yous help people for no reason?" he asks in a whisper, looking confused.

Blade:
[Blade rolled Spot 17+1=18] With the creature now out of the way, you are able to make out the faint glimmer of a portal from the edges of the closed doorway.

OOC: A name that sounds like it came from Diablo isn't bad for a vaguely demonic-looking thing, really. It certainly has the whole curling horns bit going for it. ;) Though Goliath would have been a good name too.
 

Watching the Beetroot the Reborn give his thanks and pull out his short and curlies as a gift for Zoe caused Flaust to giggle a little. She had seen this coming a mile off. Poor, poor Zoe. Now she would have to bear Beetroot's children. She shuddered at the thought.....

The portal now free for the party to enter, Flaust flips to her feet and dusts herself off.

She motions to the glowing doorway with a thumb, Shall I check i' out then? and makes to enter with much confidence in her strides.
 

Zoe Windwalker

Zoe takes the offered bits of fur and puts them away while nodding a last time at the demon-gargoyle's departure. “I hope you remember this day...” she says, after the creature has vanished, speaking of the granting of freedom rather than the promise.

Then she turns to Flaust.

“Milady,” she says, while bowing down in a curtsy and performing a wide gesture with her arm towards the door, a faint smile playing around her lips.

“Be careful, there could be more than just one way the entrance is guarded.”
 

With a cheeky grin and wink, Flaust draws Clipper out of it's scabbard and, with her fingers holding her nostrils shut as though she were about to jump into a deep pool of water, she bounds the last steps to the portal and with an abrupt halt, carefully tip-toes through.....
 
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Vlad stays quiet and watches the portal to see if Flaust comes back and what to do next. Well, that worked out. Nasty thing, eternity.
 

Sephiroth no Miko said:
During the exchange, Rupert had cautiously crept up behind Burrow and now gives the mephling a timid tug on his sleeve to catch his attention. The kobold points at Zoe, though only when he thinks she isn't looking. "Zoe helps big demon beast like Burrow help me, even though she no hafta... *yip* Why? Why yous help people for no reason?" he asks in a whisper, looking confused.

Burrow chuckles, "Ahhh, lad. Y'see, some folk care about others and try an' help 'em whenever they can. I know t'is a world far removed from your's, but most decent and lovin' folk try and help those in the world, not rule o'er it..." He smiles lovingly and pats the kobold on the back gently.
 

A smile creases the gruff face of Donner, a rare occasion indeed. "Well put lass, now shall we be gett'n on then?"

He calls Aegis, Tor and Arbor to his side, giving each of them a playful tussle on the head, he whispers to them to watch over the little one known as Rupert if things get rough.
 

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