The Mist and the Moon

[Mythmere]

Xes and Millathos notice that on the ground before the door there is a small object; it appears to be a set of small bones tied into a circle with other bones strung in the center.

OOC sorry for the long hiatus, everyone.

 

[GoldenEagle]

Milathos stoops down to look at the bones and tugs on Xes's pants, "I'm not sure what to make of this...but I don't think it's good"

 

[Uriel]

Froederick steps forwars.
'Eh, what's this, lads? What'av ye found?

OOCerhaps a Know-Religion check? It could be a Fetish of some sort.

 

[Chonicler]

Xes kneels down to examine the object.

"How odd...what do you think it could be? Some sort of magical trap, perhaps?" he whispers.

He picks up a nearby stick and prods it carefully.

 

[Uriel]

'Careful, lad...I knew a Dwarf once...'
<ahem>

There once was a Dwarf Rogue from Guldeen,
who couldn't resist touching every little thing
Then one day he blew up
reading runes, he did Screw up
and now I wear his shiny silver Ring.'

Froederick shows off his tarnished silver ring, 'Well, it used to be shiny, or so his partner said, they never could get the stains out of it...nasty thing, Explosive Runes...'

 

[GoldenEagle]

OOC: are we still playing???

 

[garyh]

OOC: I'm still here. Mythmere hasn't posted since the 4th, so I think it's up to whether or not he shows up again.

 

[Uriel]

I hope we are still playing...I'd hate to think such amazing Prose as that which Froederick produces would be lost to the PnP World forever...

 

[garyh]

OOC: And Jarsan still has drinking to do!! LOTS of drinking!!

 

[Chonicler]

OOC: Still here