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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KenHood" data-source="post: 4549349" data-attributes="member: 4413">Heh-heh-heh![sblock=Palindrome in the Library]Palindrome again studies the text. Tracing the symbol of the eye with his finger. Mesmerized, he leans closer..."Yes, I suppose I'll have to ask--er--ahm--what'shisname about--"[OOC-Palindrome casts Prestidigitation.] The eye on the paper glows with a hideous green light. Palindrome reels. "AARGH!" he cries, dropping the writings and clutching his skull, "BURNING EYE! BURNING EYE! LAYING BARE MY SOUL!"[sblock=Bluff Check]<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1812979/" target="_blank">Palindrome bluffs Lazlo. (1d20+7=25)</a>[/sblock]He pitches forward, screaming in agony. The table rocks, dumping its contents. Eyes rolled back in skull, froth at his lips, significant [*ahem*] portions of the notes clutched in his white-knuckled claws, Palindrome writhes on the floor. "NOOO! NOOOOOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"[sblock=Sleight of Hand Check]Palindrome stuffs papers into his pockets as he thrashes about in agony. <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1812984/" target="_blank">Sleight of Hand. (1d20+8=21)</a>[/sblock]Palindrome hurls himself to his feet, careening against Lazlo. As the two smash against the wall, Palindrome howls, "YOU'LL NOT HAVE ME! NOT ME! NOT! ME!"[OOC: Palindrome casts Scorching Burst.] Flame blasts from Palindrome's eyes, nostrils, and mouth, consuming the [*ahem*] non-essential portions of Yarg's writings, the paper Palindrome has laid nearby for notes, a bit of the table, and assorted detritus common to libraries."GODS!" exclaims the young wizard, "That was too close for comfort, friend Lazlo. I know not what horrid curse lay dormant in said pages, but I daresay it near ripped my very soul from my mortal shell. It is indeed fortunate that my master had taught me the Thrice-Blessed Charm of Metaphysical Salubration--the very same incantation that protected him from the magicks of the League of Limp Lords and their servants, the Flaccid Fellowship."Of a sudden, Palindrome's eyes widen in shock. In horror, he points at the (thorougly believable) pile of smoking ash. "Ah! No! Curse me for a fool! In my dire need to escape the mind-stripping force of that foul eye, I have destroyed the very notes that your people have invested so much effort in gathering." Eyes glistening with unshed tears, Palindrome prostrates himself before Lazlo. "By all that is good and pure in this universe, please, friend Lazlo, forgive me!"[sblock=To GM]Okay, let's blow this popsicle stand! Oh! And don't forget the self-aware artifact, Ring of Ten Thousand Spheres of Annihilation, that's in that weapon box near the door as we leave.[/sblock][/sblock]</blockquote>

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