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{{Brilla}}: ??? | {{Brilla}}: ??? | ||
{{Nathaniel}}: We were given the evening and night to rest before we set off in the morning to investigate the unexplored plateau, so I decided to seize an opportunity that usually slips through my fingers. I convinced the pureblood dwarf to accompany me to an empty dwelling so that I might hear his stories. Unknown to him, it would be his final telling. Sadly, his newlywed wife wished to come along and this complicated matters. | |||
Leaving the wife in a living room, the dwarf and I went into another room so that I may listen to his stories. After exhausting his major stories I could resist myself no longer. I drew out the hag's eye, telling him that it would aid in recording the stories and that he shouldn't resist. Despite being suspicious, he yeilded and his body paralyized. After my first stab with Ethyl didn't kill him as swiftly as it should, I requested that she become Dwarf-bane and presently ended the dwarf's life. | |||
As the body hit the floor a panic came over me and I began summoning a bugbear skeleton to prevent the wife from leaving—ever. Covered in blood with two dead dwarven bodies my panic rose. I sent the skeleton out into the night, yelling that I had lost control of it. The dwarves were ineffective against it and I hid my smile. Rake answered my call and was able to put it down. | |||
Flustered, I attempted to deceive Rake about what was going on but he was particularly keen this evening. Most likely having something to do with not being permitted into the bar. Eventually Rake agreed to help me sculpt the crime scene to appear as though the skeleton had done it. | |||
All out work was in vain. My panic continued to dog me, causing me to stutter and flounder with words and the dwarves were not convinced of my mock innocence. I was incarcerated. | |||
== Shaking hands with the one-eyed monster == | == Shaking hands with the one-eyed monster == | ||
{{Brilla}}: ??? | {{Brilla}}: ??? | ||
{{Nathaniel}}: After being told by the ollum Advic that the last exploration party did not return, Brilla found it easy to convince her to allow me to go on the journey. Climbing up the cliff face was exhilarating, as I haven't had a climb that long in several generations. Once at the top we discovered a rogue inbred sheep and Fuelwen put it to death for being weak. We continued to encounter inbred sheep, finding the shepherd near an ancient ruin. | |||
Beyond a makeshift wall towered a single-eyed humanoid, a cyclops. He was slow to speak but gradually his grasp on language returned enough to make conversation possible. He shared with us that he was thousands of years old, making me feel young. | |||
In his youth he traveled to this island with human worshipers of Celestian, who built the temple whose ruins we were walking on. The only part of the temple that remains erect is a gateway bearing symbols of constellations. Through the stories that Big told us, we were able to determine that the gateway functioned during the new moon. | |||
Waiting for the new moon only took a few days and we found that the portal was indeed active. I stepped through first. | |||
== To boldly got where only 9 men and a sheep have gone before == | == To boldly got where only 9 men and a sheep have gone before == |
Revision as of 08:47, 29 May 2009
Starring: Nathaniel, Brilla, Bo, Fuelwen, Rake
Guest Starring: Ethyl, Big the cyclops, Advic, Rndn the Geologist
Challenge: Cliff, ghouls, The Man, Nathaniel
Location: Wild Tentacles, First Landing, and Celestian plateau
Date Played: 28 May 2009
In which Rake is not responsible for having plot run awry
Brilla: ???
Nathaniel: We were given the evening and night to rest before we set off in the morning to investigate the unexplored plateau, so I decided to seize an opportunity that usually slips through my fingers. I convinced the pureblood dwarf to accompany me to an empty dwelling so that I might hear his stories. Unknown to him, it would be his final telling. Sadly, his newlywed wife wished to come along and this complicated matters.
Leaving the wife in a living room, the dwarf and I went into another room so that I may listen to his stories. After exhausting his major stories I could resist myself no longer. I drew out the hag's eye, telling him that it would aid in recording the stories and that he shouldn't resist. Despite being suspicious, he yeilded and his body paralyized. After my first stab with Ethyl didn't kill him as swiftly as it should, I requested that she become Dwarf-bane and presently ended the dwarf's life.
As the body hit the floor a panic came over me and I began summoning a bugbear skeleton to prevent the wife from leaving—ever. Covered in blood with two dead dwarven bodies my panic rose. I sent the skeleton out into the night, yelling that I had lost control of it. The dwarves were ineffective against it and I hid my smile. Rake answered my call and was able to put it down.
Flustered, I attempted to deceive Rake about what was going on but he was particularly keen this evening. Most likely having something to do with not being permitted into the bar. Eventually Rake agreed to help me sculpt the crime scene to appear as though the skeleton had done it.
All out work was in vain. My panic continued to dog me, causing me to stutter and flounder with words and the dwarves were not convinced of my mock innocence. I was incarcerated.
Shaking hands with the one-eyed monster
Brilla: ???
Nathaniel: After being told by the ollum Advic that the last exploration party did not return, Brilla found it easy to convince her to allow me to go on the journey. Climbing up the cliff face was exhilarating, as I haven't had a climb that long in several generations. Once at the top we discovered a rogue inbred sheep and Fuelwen put it to death for being weak. We continued to encounter inbred sheep, finding the shepherd near an ancient ruin.
Beyond a makeshift wall towered a single-eyed humanoid, a cyclops. He was slow to speak but gradually his grasp on language returned enough to make conversation possible. He shared with us that he was thousands of years old, making me feel young.
In his youth he traveled to this island with human worshipers of Celestian, who built the temple whose ruins we were walking on. The only part of the temple that remains erect is a gateway bearing symbols of constellations. Through the stories that Big told us, we were able to determine that the gateway functioned during the new moon.
Waiting for the new moon only took a few days and we found that the portal was indeed active. I stepped through first.
To boldly got where only 9 men and a sheep have gone before
Brilla: ???
Goodbye, and don't let the town burn down on your way out
Brilla: ???