The Canterbury Tales- Chapter 4: Dead Drunk

Borric not really caring about the answer if the apparition is real or not, steps forward so he can turn back to give his companions a wink to show that the can take his next words in the proper context. He turns back to Vorath decides to start the diplomacy anyway with touch of sarcasm that he hopes will be lost on the ghostly man, "Well sure, why not? Though I must warn you that I am not particularly pious to begin with. What kind of reward can we expect for being a Dreamer? Maidens?"

<<Bluff Skill +6 when ready to roll.>>
 

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OOC: Successful bluff.

IC: The man continues his descent until he reaches the bottom of the steps and stands about 10 feet away from the adventurers. "Oh, I assure you that I am Varath. And I can promise you that as my servants you can enjoy anything that your heart and mind can imagine. I offer, after all, the power and control of dreams. As you journey and spread my name, my powers will return to your world. As my presence grows, so will your own mastery of dreams. All each of you have to do is step forward and take my hand; that will seal the pact and you will be returned to your body and awaken, though you will feel my blessings forever in your mind."

With that, the man extends his hand so that you might take it.
 

The Professor looks at the madman's outstretched hand and then looks to his own. A bit of rabbit fur sticks out from under his shirt and he sets his suitcase and hat box down.

"Well yes, yes that all sounds very good indeed." He says moving to take the strangers hand.

At the last instant he brings up his other arm and touches his wrists together as he takes Varath's hand in his own. And...

[sblock=OOC] Ok let's see I am crazy I know but the Professor would think to shock this guy into submission so I have to let him. Will need a Cast on the Defensive roll, (1d20+5) to make sure he doesn't give Varath an AoO. And if it goes off Shocking Grasp (Touch attack at 1d20, dmg = 1d6) ... man do we ever need to level up LOL. [/sblock]
 

Borric hesitated a little while considering Varath's words. He contemplated taking the man's hand but wonders if it be like selling one's soul to the Devil and the handshake magically seals the bargain. He prefers his soul right where it is, thank you very much!

Before he makes up his mind, he spots the professor move forward.

[sblock=OOC]HM, I don't think you need worry about an AoO if he is flat-footed. But after casting the spell, if Varath has enough Spellcraft to identify what the professor did, then we might have entered combat rounds just before you grasp his hand though. The rest of us probably have to wait for DT to respond before we can properly post any actions.[/sblock]
 

The Professor takes Varath's hand and the robed man seems to squeal in pain for an instant. However, in the next moment the Professor completely disappears as if conjured away.

"Know ye well, that one of you has accepted the terms of the pact, though he seems to delight in doing so in a manner painful to me. He will make an excellent servant, and I have returned him to the land of the living, for you can see that I am not a cruel god."

Varath seems a bit unsteady, as the Professor's magic did indeed hurt him. Though hurt, Varath's shoulders stand higher and he is more enboldened from his new victory. The robed demigod sticks out his hand once more. "Who will be next to accept the terms of the pact?"

Professor Smiley
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You feel a strange sensation, with a sense that you are lying in your real body which lay sleeping in the camp, though your mind's eye hovers helplessly over the scene of your companions facing off against Varath.
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Borric, figuring that you only live once, decides to give it a try, "Might as well."

He reaches to take the hand but it’s a Feint. Just before he grasps the hand, he whips his rapier up trying to stab this Varath in the heart, “Since you enjoy pain my Lord try this too.” He’ll grab the hand afterward.
Bluff +6
Rapier +6, 1d6+2 damage
 

Francis's eyes widen in fear, this is exactly what they were instructed not to do, not to give this Varath more power, more followers. It seemed to matter naught if the intention was true or ill, but should you offer, he will accept and become emboldened by it. He didn't know this Borric, and Borric hadn't been told what Francis had, so all the young man could do was jump forward, shouting, "No! Stop, you dream weaver!"
 

Duncan’s eyes go wide as the Professor disappears. The paladin quickly recovers and remembers he and the others are here to kill this Varath, not worship him. Calling on his own faith and his personal convictions, he charges the strange dream-man, leveling his lance and driving it towards the being’s chest!

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Charge, if possible, with Lance and Smite Evil. +4 base + 2 charge + 2 Smite for a total bonus of 8 to attack, for 1d8+3 damage +1 for Smite.
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The Professor watches on as the dream continues and wonders...

Why can't I wake up.

[sblock=OOC] Sorry guys guess I'm out of this fight. :-S Hey DT did Halford make it back from this dream realm also? :) [/sblock]
 

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