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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5732170" data-attributes="member: 16069">[GM]Sorry didn't get chance to post late last night as suddenly remembered I had a handout to write for a class today.[/GM]The doors creak open, suprisingly easy- not locked, and not trapped, thank Erathis...The chamber ahead is dark, or at least shadowy, a dull light source to the north, take a look-New Map-<a href="http://gallery.rptools.net/v/contrib/goonalan/Scales+of+War+%231+Rescue+at+Rivenroar/256+Frazzled.jpg.html?g2_imageViewsIndex=1" target="_blank">256 Frazzled</a>Although the light is more a dull haze, shrouded in a thick fog... it's... unnerving.A voice comes from the void.It would be more terrifying if the voice was less, well... squeaky."Eye Um Lord Frazzle!"The squeaky voice states- certain."You are anterlopes, no that's not right... hang on... interlopers. Well- ha-ha, you have interloped too far... if you continue on your path you will meet your density, I mean destiny- sorry, I can barely see what I've written here- can I start again?"You exchange glances."Oh fiddlesticks. I'll just carry on..."Squeaky voice clears his throat a couple of times...."I am your DENSITY... No, that's not righ- Destiny, it's destiny- that makes more sense. I am your destiny."More clearing of the throat."Ware, mortals for I have power beyond your ken- that still doesn't sound right. Anyway... Ware for I will destroy you unlest you turn back. You meddle in the inky blackness, er... of... well, bad things. And I mean inky blackness as in, y'know- spooky things, not like soup."Again a pause, then the same voice hushed, as if talking to someone else, not you guys."It didn't start that well, but I think I've got the hang of it now- I think it's going quite well... Oh."The voice comes again."Ware mortals- step foot into this chamber and it will be your dooming. I will doom you... Great doom will befall you... You will be doomed... to death!"Silence engulfs the chamber.Then, the same voice, although squeakier still."Any questions?"And after a moment."If not you can bugger off."The chamber seems unnaturally chill, a series of church pews face to the north, although they too disappear- lost in the mist. Over the far side a shield lies on the floor- it's one of the three shields that formed part of the Hall of Great Valour's lost treasures.Every now and then the sound of squeaks, not the squeaky Gnome Lord Frazzle, but Rat squeaks- the noises come from the thick fog, although some of them seem to be closer... which is odd.[GM]Note your passive perceptions are not enough to see anything, other than what I've described above...[/GM]Over to you- I'll roll Init if you like but maybe there's something else you'd like to do or say... Well, we'll see...</blockquote>

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