Asha
03-20-2006, 06:43 PM
>You ponder.
>
You ask, "Feel my hands?"
>
(Shimmerain holds his hands out to Cylla)
>
You cock your head at Cylla.
>
Cylla raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>
Thoranios glances at you.
>
Cylla clasps your hand tenderly.
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
You ask, "What do you think?"
>
Cylla ponders.
>
Thoranios stands up.
>
Thoranios removes a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe from in his eonake weapons case.
>
Thoranios glances at a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe in his hand.
>
You close your eyes for a moment.
>
You tilt your head down.
>
With exaggerated slowness you take a deep breath, then pinch the bridge of your nose.
>
(Cylla runs a fingertip along the back of Shimmerain's hands)
>
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
You ask, "Well?"
>
Cylla glances at you and makes a little purring sound.
>
Sylania says, "Got rifted jus' after yas left Khelben."
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Cylla says, "Like velvet."
>
Sylania chuckles.
>
Sylania sits down.
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
>
You say, "Now. . ."
>
You hear very soft footsteps.
>
You say, "Before I die. ."
>
You say, "Feel his."
>
Sylania asks, "Yas talking 'bout Thor's hands again?"
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
Thoranios concentrates deeply for a moment.
>
You point at Thoranios.
>
Thoranios lifts his voice in a rallying cry, calling confidently on the power of his patron for aid.
Thoranios gestures.
Thoranios acquires a look of determination and appears more clearly focused.
>
Thoranios's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
>
Cylla glances at Thoranios.
>
Thoranios gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Thoranios gestures.
Thoranios appears to be less clearly focused.
An invisible force guides Thoranios.
>
You bite your lip.
>
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
>
You stand back up.
>sw
[Heated Sands, Cavern of Ages]
You notice a rotting maoral box, a plain steel box, a single arrow shaft and a dark lake bordering the cavern's southern expanse.
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
>You open a long split riding cloak fastened at the shoulder.
>
You remove a contorted witchwood runestaff from in your riding cloak.
>
You close a long split riding cloak fastened at the shoulder.
>
Lord Thoranios just arrived.
>
[Roll result: 135 (open d100: 20)]
Thoranios feints to the left, you spot the ruse too late as you twist awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
Roundtime: 5 sec.
>
You laugh out loud!
>
[Roll result: 174 (open d100: 59)]
Thoranios feints to the left, you spot the ruse too late as you twist awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
Roundtime: 8 sec.
>
[Roll result: 190 (open d100: 90)]
Thoranios rushes towards you and connects with a shoulder check!
Thoranios manages to knock you flat on your back! 18 hits!
Roundtime: 12 sec.
>
Thoranios swings a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +611 vs DS: +415 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +58 = +283
... and hits for 85 points of damage!
Left leg ripped from socket at the knee!
You are stunned for 8 rounds!
The guiding force leaves Thoranios.
A dark shadowy tendril rises up from your skin, writhes its way up a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe towards Thoranios and lashes out malevolently...
CS: +470 - TD: +408 + CvA: -21 + d100: +62 - +15 == +88
Warded off!
>
Thoranios says, "Just a leg."
>
Thoranios winks at you.
____________________________
I utterly, utterly deserved that.
>
You ask, "Feel my hands?"
>
(Shimmerain holds his hands out to Cylla)
>
You cock your head at Cylla.
>
Cylla raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>
Thoranios glances at you.
>
Cylla clasps your hand tenderly.
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
You ask, "What do you think?"
>
Cylla ponders.
>
Thoranios stands up.
>
Thoranios removes a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe from in his eonake weapons case.
>
Thoranios glances at a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe in his hand.
>
You close your eyes for a moment.
>
You tilt your head down.
>
With exaggerated slowness you take a deep breath, then pinch the bridge of your nose.
>
(Cylla runs a fingertip along the back of Shimmerain's hands)
>
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
You ask, "Well?"
>
Cylla glances at you and makes a little purring sound.
>
Sylania says, "Got rifted jus' after yas left Khelben."
>
Cylla says, "Like velvet."
>
Sylania chuckles.
>
Sylania sits down.
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
>
You say, "Now. . ."
>
You hear very soft footsteps.
>
You say, "Before I die. ."
>
You say, "Feel his."
>
Sylania asks, "Yas talking 'bout Thor's hands again?"
>
You nod to Cylla.
>
Thoranios concentrates deeply for a moment.
>
You point at Thoranios.
>
Thoranios lifts his voice in a rallying cry, calling confidently on the power of his patron for aid.
Thoranios gestures.
Thoranios acquires a look of determination and appears more clearly focused.
>
Thoranios's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
>
Cylla glances at Thoranios.
>
Thoranios gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Thoranios gestures.
Thoranios appears to be less clearly focused.
An invisible force guides Thoranios.
>
You bite your lip.
>
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
>
You stand back up.
>sw
[Heated Sands, Cavern of Ages]
You notice a rotting maoral box, a plain steel box, a single arrow shaft and a dark lake bordering the cavern's southern expanse.
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
>You open a long split riding cloak fastened at the shoulder.
>
You remove a contorted witchwood runestaff from in your riding cloak.
>
You close a long split riding cloak fastened at the shoulder.
>
Lord Thoranios just arrived.
>
[Roll result: 135 (open d100: 20)]
Thoranios feints to the left, you spot the ruse too late as you twist awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
Roundtime: 5 sec.
>
You laugh out loud!
>
[Roll result: 174 (open d100: 59)]
Thoranios feints to the left, you spot the ruse too late as you twist awkwardly to block the blow that never came!
Roundtime: 8 sec.
>
[Roll result: 190 (open d100: 90)]
Thoranios rushes towards you and connects with a shoulder check!
Thoranios manages to knock you flat on your back! 18 hits!
Roundtime: 12 sec.
>
Thoranios swings a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe at you!
AS: +611 vs DS: +415 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +58 = +283
... and hits for 85 points of damage!
Left leg ripped from socket at the knee!
You are stunned for 8 rounds!
The guiding force leaves Thoranios.
A dark shadowy tendril rises up from your skin, writhes its way up a dual-bladed ancient rolaren waraxe towards Thoranios and lashes out malevolently...
CS: +470 - TD: +408 + CvA: -21 + d100: +62 - +15 == +88
Warded off!
>
Thoranios says, "Just a leg."
>
Thoranios winks at you.
____________________________
I utterly, utterly deserved that.