Argent Silvermage
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Aska Looks to "Granpa" and says Please forgive this intrusion. We had no where else to go.
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THE DUNGEON: (1) Out of Whistle
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GoldenEagle
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"Thanks fer the safe haven. How'z it they dont bother ya in here?"
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Uriel
Living EN World Judge
The old man (and indeed the hulking SOnny as well) are quiet, muttering over theor plates, awaiting dinner.
Della chatters at your group as she finishes setting the table 'The Deaders don know we'es 'ere, really. I just opened the door cause I saw you in trouble. We wouldn't want them Deaders ta et ya, that would be wrong...'
Della doesn't really answer the question with any clarity, almost as if she too did not know the answer.
Jack finishes his chair and site on the pile pf books, awaiting dinner.
takote seems disturbed by something, though he pulls a slim set of eating stiks from his satchel and awaits a meal.
Della chatters at your group as she finishes setting the table 'The Deaders don know we'es 'ere, really. I just opened the door cause I saw you in trouble. We wouldn't want them Deaders ta et ya, that would be wrong...'
Della doesn't really answer the question with any clarity, almost as if she too did not know the answer.
Jack finishes his chair and site on the pile pf books, awaiting dinner.
takote seems disturbed by something, though he pulls a slim set of eating stiks from his satchel and awaits a meal.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Della sets the table with food, grey bread, a bit hard and a tad moldy. As well, there is stew of some sort, it looks to be beef, though a bland smelling stew it is.
Della doesn't seem to be the best cook...
Jack Lobbins nibbles at the bread and looks at the others, seeing if they are going to suffer being cordial as well, before he digs in fully.
Takote looks rather ill, perhaps from the thought of the meal, and he seems to have his thoughts elsewhere, his hand straying to the new Sword that he took from the Fiend's Statue, his fingers iddly caressing it's hilt.
Della and Sonny eat with gusto, while Granpa seems to pck at his, throwing a disapproving eye your way. The old man says 'So, what brings you to our fair city, eh?' The Irony of his statement is lost on his family members, who are humming through their meals, the same pair of (not matching) songs from earlier.
Della doesn't seem to be the best cook...
Jack Lobbins nibbles at the bread and looks at the others, seeing if they are going to suffer being cordial as well, before he digs in fully.
Takote looks rather ill, perhaps from the thought of the meal, and he seems to have his thoughts elsewhere, his hand straying to the new Sword that he took from the Fiend's Statue, his fingers iddly caressing it's hilt.
Della and Sonny eat with gusto, while Granpa seems to pck at his, throwing a disapproving eye your way. The old man says 'So, what brings you to our fair city, eh?' The Irony of his statement is lost on his family members, who are humming through their meals, the same pair of (not matching) songs from earlier.
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GoldenEagle
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the ever so ugly Taklinn grins through his scarred face and looks around. If no one else pipes in he starts," we're lookin' fer the city uh clocks and we thought this wuz it. do ya know how to git there frum here?"
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Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Grandpa stops in mid chew, looking thoughtfully from one of you to another. Finally he says 'City of Clocks? Yes, I know of a Path that will take you there...but it only appears at Dawn. After a sleep, I'll show you the way, though it is dangerous, what with the deaders about.'
GoldenEagle
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"Well that sounds lik a plan." and Taklinn pulls out his 'beer' and begins to imbibe.
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Argent Silvermage
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How did this come to pass sir? Was trhis place always full of the undead or is this a new perversion? Aska asks.
Kazareen has been very busy looking through the books. I have some newer books in here somewhere. Would you like me to leave some here for you? He says to Della while scrounging in his back pack. He pulls out a 2 headed chicken that spits a stream of fire at Kaz just bearly missing him. Bisquette! Is that a nice Winger Dinger? Back in the bag you go until you learn some manners.
Kazareen has been very busy looking through the books. I have some newer books in here somewhere. Would you like me to leave some here for you? He says to Della while scrounging in his back pack. He pulls out a 2 headed chicken that spits a stream of fire at Kaz just bearly missing him. Bisquette! Is that a nice Winger Dinger? Back in the bag you go until you learn some manners.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
The old man shrugs at Aska's question 'This is as it's always been, far's I remember. Odd, you'd think them Monitors 'd give an old man and his family Peace. Well, I do have peace of a sort, the deaders don't bother me much, and there's food that you get occassionally,it just appears sometimes, like they want us to stay here for some purpose. Maybe it's to show where thet Clock-City is, maybe...' the old man mumbles as he nods off, tired. Sonny wipes his mouth with his massive hand and rises, moving to take Granpa back to his room.
Della startes at Kaz, wondering who he is talking to, since nobody else saw anything (least of which was a 2-headed fire-breathing chicken named bisquette). Perhaps the funny little man was Mad, she thought.
Della then shows you all down a hall, pointing out rooms,3 in total, handing out keys. She makes no mention of who goes where except to say 'Granpa doesn't take ta girls and boys sleepin' in th' same rooms, Miss Aska'll have ta sleep in the room ta the left, it's small, but the others 'ave room fer the rest of ye.'
Indeed, once entered, the rooms have ample space, a pair of beds (1 in Aska's room) and a washbasin. Windows are bricked up. There is a wash basin in each room, though there is no water in them, as well, the chamber pots seem to have had no recent activity.
Della startes at Kaz, wondering who he is talking to, since nobody else saw anything (least of which was a 2-headed fire-breathing chicken named bisquette). Perhaps the funny little man was Mad, she thought.
Della then shows you all down a hall, pointing out rooms,3 in total, handing out keys. She makes no mention of who goes where except to say 'Granpa doesn't take ta girls and boys sleepin' in th' same rooms, Miss Aska'll have ta sleep in the room ta the left, it's small, but the others 'ave room fer the rest of ye.'
Indeed, once entered, the rooms have ample space, a pair of beds (1 in Aska's room) and a washbasin. Windows are bricked up. There is a wash basin in each room, though there is no water in them, as well, the chamber pots seem to have had no recent activity.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Aska takes the smaller room, while Taklinn and Kaz take another, with Takote and Kael in a third. Jack Lobbins sneaks into Aska's room, because he doesn't want her alone, after all.
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Dreams of summer fields, pale yellow grasses rustling in a light breeze caress your mind as you drift lazily from one scene to another in some reverie far more pleasant than anything you have ever dreamt before. The warmth of the Sun, the chirp of crickets, the bubbling of a nearby stream all add to the feeling of ease that prevades your minds.This has got to be the best sleep that you have ever had.
Taklinn, Aska,Kaz...
A cold wind buffets from the north, causing your skin to chill almost instantly, the grasses churning and whipping in the wind most violently. Dark clouds gather, a lightning-laced storm on the Horizon...
Kael
You awaken suddenly from your meditation with a Horrific Image of a screaming form, trapped in some coccoon...a Dark Thing hovers nearby, poised over the form. Looking about, you see no sign of Takote. Looking about, you see most of his belongings, including his Katana. Your senses suddenly hone in on an irregularity in the Wall...a few monets later, a soft *click* sounds, and a seam appears, revealing a hidden door.
Gagging at the stench that rushes out of wherever this Egress leads, you fight back the bile in your throat at the smell and feeling of wrongness . The door to your room remains locked from the inside.
Aska
Something is poking you, something sharp.
With a start you awaken, to find a very frazzled Jack lobbins hovering over you, sticking you with his tiny sword.'Wake up, Aska, Wake up...please wake up!'
The Atomie seemed distressed beyond belief.
Looking about, you realize with revulting Horror that you are encased in some sort of coccoon, a sticky filament-heavy thing, unable to move. Jack is frantically cutting at the thing, all the while chattering at you 'I woke up an this here thing was weaving on you, all by itself...Cor, what a horrid dream I 'ad. Someone screaming in terror, wrapped up in a...coccoon. And some 'Orrid Monster all gloating and hungry like....Then I saw you and I realized that it wasn't you thet wuz yelling, you wuz still sleeping. I started to cut at the strands, faster than they wuz buildin' and they stopped,like they gave up, as they wuz loosin' the battle with this fine Sword Mr. taklinn give me...'
The Atomie frees you after a minute or two, though your clothes are covered with the filaments, which smell a bit like moldy rags.
Kaz
You start awake, as Taklinn is violently shaking you. 'Get up, Kaz, somethin's wrong...I heard a scream.'
All
Dreams of summer fields, pale yellow grasses rustling in a light breeze caress your mind as you drift lazily from one scene to another in some reverie far more pleasant than anything you have ever dreamt before. The warmth of the Sun, the chirp of crickets, the bubbling of a nearby stream all add to the feeling of ease that prevades your minds.This has got to be the best sleep that you have ever had.
Taklinn, Aska,Kaz...
A cold wind buffets from the north, causing your skin to chill almost instantly, the grasses churning and whipping in the wind most violently. Dark clouds gather, a lightning-laced storm on the Horizon...
Kael
You awaken suddenly from your meditation with a Horrific Image of a screaming form, trapped in some coccoon...a Dark Thing hovers nearby, poised over the form. Looking about, you see no sign of Takote. Looking about, you see most of his belongings, including his Katana. Your senses suddenly hone in on an irregularity in the Wall...a few monets later, a soft *click* sounds, and a seam appears, revealing a hidden door.
Gagging at the stench that rushes out of wherever this Egress leads, you fight back the bile in your throat at the smell and feeling of wrongness . The door to your room remains locked from the inside.
Aska
Something is poking you, something sharp.
With a start you awaken, to find a very frazzled Jack lobbins hovering over you, sticking you with his tiny sword.'Wake up, Aska, Wake up...please wake up!'
The Atomie seemed distressed beyond belief.
Looking about, you realize with revulting Horror that you are encased in some sort of coccoon, a sticky filament-heavy thing, unable to move. Jack is frantically cutting at the thing, all the while chattering at you 'I woke up an this here thing was weaving on you, all by itself...Cor, what a horrid dream I 'ad. Someone screaming in terror, wrapped up in a...coccoon. And some 'Orrid Monster all gloating and hungry like....Then I saw you and I realized that it wasn't you thet wuz yelling, you wuz still sleeping. I started to cut at the strands, faster than they wuz buildin' and they stopped,like they gave up, as they wuz loosin' the battle with this fine Sword Mr. taklinn give me...'
The Atomie frees you after a minute or two, though your clothes are covered with the filaments, which smell a bit like moldy rags.
Kaz
You start awake, as Taklinn is violently shaking you. 'Get up, Kaz, somethin's wrong...I heard a scream.'
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