Parkbandit
01-09-2004, 10:51 PM
Cntrille gestures at Bobmuhthol.
A silvery translucent thread extends from Cntrille encompassing Bobmuhthol's corpse.
Cosgrave gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Cosgrave gestures.
The air thickens and begins to swirl around Cosgrave.
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with patterns of light and dark. A long porch stretches along the width of the great old house. You also see a grey wolf, a field mouse (sitting), a white flask, a steel lockpick, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Cosgrave, Tayvin, Vorpos, Valoric, Lissa, Murp (prone), Yviara, Eahlstan, the body of Lord Bobmuhthol (prone), Great Lord Cntrille, Rhys, Dalish (sitting)
Obvious paths: south
You gently roll the lifeless body of Bobmuhthol over.
The grey wolf pads off.
Cntrille asks, "Wanna live?"
Cntrille pokes Bobmuhthol to see if he will move.
The ghostly voice of Bobmuhthol says, "Would help."
Doozle's group just arrived.
You say, "No 'e don't."
Doozle's group just went south.
Lissa asks, "What if he says no?"
Doozle's group just arrived.
Lissa glances at Cntrille.
Doozle amusedly asks, "You want up?"
Doozle peers quizzically at Bobmuhthol.
You reach into Doozle's pockets and pull out 141 silvers.
Lissa folds her arms over her chest.
You chortle at Doozle.
Cntrille asks, "Then I leave him there, what do I care?"
Lissa asks, "Do you roll em into the lake?"
The ghostly voice of Bobmuhthol says, "Yeah, I do, but you're not a cleric."
Dalish says, "An ethical dilemma."
Vorpos whispers, "Steal from her."
You say, "Yer 'bou ten minutes too late."
You reach into Doozle's pockets and pull out 180 silvers.
You quietly whisper to Vorpos, "Already on it."
Spell says, "But I am."
Spell shrugs.
Cntrille raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
You reach into Doozle's watered silk cloak and pull out a ghoul finger.
You stare at Spell.
Spell says, "Looks like a personal problem."
The ghostly voice of Bobmuhthol says, "And so is Cntrille."
Spell grins.
Cntrille gestures at Bobmuhthol.
Cntrille suddenly looks very drained.
A bolt of soft white light streaks down from the sky bathing Bobmuhthol in it.
A brilliant glow forms around Bobmuhthol, lingers for a moment, and finally fades. Bobmuhthol awakens looking somewhat confused and seriously drained.
Bobmuhthol seems slightly different.
Lissa gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Doozle waves.
Doozle's group just went south.
Vorpos chuckles.
Murp gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Murp gestures at Bobmuhthol.
The glazed look leaves Bobmuhthol.
You say, "God.. wha a dumbass."
Bobmuhthol rolls to the left, then springs to his feet, ready again for action!
Dalish says, "That settles that."
Bobmuhthol says, "Thanks."
Vorpos asks, "What?"
Bobmuhthol nods to you.
A silvery translucent thread extends from Cntrille encompassing Bobmuhthol's corpse.
Cosgrave gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Cosgrave gestures.
The air thickens and begins to swirl around Cosgrave.
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with patterns of light and dark. A long porch stretches along the width of the great old house. You also see a grey wolf, a field mouse (sitting), a white flask, a steel lockpick, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Cosgrave, Tayvin, Vorpos, Valoric, Lissa, Murp (prone), Yviara, Eahlstan, the body of Lord Bobmuhthol (prone), Great Lord Cntrille, Rhys, Dalish (sitting)
Obvious paths: south
You gently roll the lifeless body of Bobmuhthol over.
The grey wolf pads off.
Cntrille asks, "Wanna live?"
Cntrille pokes Bobmuhthol to see if he will move.
The ghostly voice of Bobmuhthol says, "Would help."
Doozle's group just arrived.
You say, "No 'e don't."
Doozle's group just went south.
Lissa asks, "What if he says no?"
Doozle's group just arrived.
Lissa glances at Cntrille.
Doozle amusedly asks, "You want up?"
Doozle peers quizzically at Bobmuhthol.
You reach into Doozle's pockets and pull out 141 silvers.
Lissa folds her arms over her chest.
You chortle at Doozle.
Cntrille asks, "Then I leave him there, what do I care?"
Lissa asks, "Do you roll em into the lake?"
The ghostly voice of Bobmuhthol says, "Yeah, I do, but you're not a cleric."
Dalish says, "An ethical dilemma."
Vorpos whispers, "Steal from her."
You say, "Yer 'bou ten minutes too late."
You reach into Doozle's pockets and pull out 180 silvers.
You quietly whisper to Vorpos, "Already on it."
Spell says, "But I am."
Spell shrugs.
Cntrille raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
You reach into Doozle's watered silk cloak and pull out a ghoul finger.
You stare at Spell.
Spell says, "Looks like a personal problem."
The ghostly voice of Bobmuhthol says, "And so is Cntrille."
Spell grins.
Cntrille gestures at Bobmuhthol.
Cntrille suddenly looks very drained.
A bolt of soft white light streaks down from the sky bathing Bobmuhthol in it.
A brilliant glow forms around Bobmuhthol, lingers for a moment, and finally fades. Bobmuhthol awakens looking somewhat confused and seriously drained.
Bobmuhthol seems slightly different.
Lissa gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Doozle waves.
Doozle's group just went south.
Vorpos chuckles.
Murp gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Murp gestures at Bobmuhthol.
The glazed look leaves Bobmuhthol.
You say, "God.. wha a dumbass."
Bobmuhthol rolls to the left, then springs to his feet, ready again for action!
Dalish says, "That settles that."
Bobmuhthol says, "Thanks."
Vorpos asks, "What?"
Bobmuhthol nods to you.