RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
05-11-2013, 10:50 AM
(05-10-2013, 04:57 PM)sjasogun Wrote: »You pound on the left wall of your cell.
"Oi! Anyone there?"
Im surprised you remembered that actually
Hitting the solid granite wall doesnt seem to have any effect beyond making your fist hurt a good deal. Fortunately, the guy on your left can still hear you through the bar.
"Wha'? Oh, splendid, company!"
An old man hobbles up to the bars, trying to peek around the wall to your cell.
"Please! Tell me of outside!"
He seems rather desperate all of a sudden.
(05-11-2013, 12:49 AM)Dais Wrote: »"Bah." Nos, looking annoyed now, glares at Savannah for a moment, then groans and plods after her. Stealing a last glance back at Bohw and Mayor, he sighs and twirls his fingers around. Black lines of magic fall from his fingers and gradually form the shape of a spectral scythe, which once completed he holds tightly as he follows the others.
((I was trying that characterization thing but I guess 'twas too subtle. Oh well!))
You conjure a magical bladed stick for yourself! If it wasnt for its intangible nature you could almost pretend you never lost the original. It wont last forever, though (roll 17+5).
(05-10-2013, 06:25 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah stands up straight. "Yeah, alright sure." She scratches the back of her head nervously, glancing at Bohw and Thunderpaw. "Don't worry, I'll make sure none of 'em die." She averts her gaze, choosing to stare at the ceiling. Goodness, this was awkward. Whatever. Savannah stalks back over to where her knife lay, snatching it up and slipping it back into her pocket. "So uh... yeah." She turns to face Mayor, Nos, and Watson. "Let's go you sods. We ain't got all day." And with that, Savannah marches into the northern hallway.
The party, minus Bohw and Thunderpaw, continues on its way. The hallway soon turns into a set of stairs, going upwards. Looking up, you can see that the stairs continue all the way into the ceiling, stopping there. Whats up with that?