RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
01-08-2014, 03:57 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-08-2014, 04:02 PM by chimericWilder.)
(01-05-2014, 04:43 PM)ICantGiveCredit Wrote: »With Mayor's strange magical wishes (silly to think of them as nothing but luck) healing Nos, Watson locks up the Vase in his hat and decides to enter Razan's conversation with this... airship woman.
"We would be most appreciative of your help", Watson adds.
"Miss... might we have your name? I would like to know the person to whom we are graciously indebted."
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(01-05-2014, 07:12 PM)Supernerd Wrote: »Selphy says the following things. "Let down the ladder Torhald, we're probably leaving right away. As for how quickly the ship can go... I'd say that if you want to get somewhere safely its speed would be comparable to that of a horse-cart, I'm pretty confident that the ship can maintain that pace without any problems. As long as we don't need to fly over any mountains, we could just travel in a straight line... OH! And my name is Selphy. There will be plenty of time to talk later."
People start getting onboard, with Mael taking the ladder first.
(01-06-2014, 11:16 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah pats her formerly injured arm in confusion. "What." Wounds didn't just close up like that. She thinks. This was probably the strangest thing to happen to her today. In her entire life, maybe. That's saying something. After touching her arm for a few moments to make sure she wasn't delirious from blood loss or whatever, she leaves the cave, feeling the magic flow back into her.
She decides to take inventory while she waits for the others, leaning on the cave entrance. Her three knives: the belt one, the ninja bitch one, and her old one; her healing wand, the Champion Blade, and... huh? She pulls out the Diadem, confused for a moment, before she remembers where it came from. She glances over at Razan, who seems to be done yelling at the airship girl. She gets up and walks over to him, casting a healing spell on him. "Hey. Magic dude. You know anything about this? Found it in the cave thing before we met you and your dumb pet." Savannah holds the Diadem out to him.
You catch up with Razan as he is about to ascend the stepladder. You heal him for 135 health! (roll 4+5)
"I dont recognize that. I assume it is a relic from a time long lost. I know little of such matters, but i would assume it belonged to a noblewoman or somone of similar station. It is faintly magical. Hm." He pauses for a moment, then blinks once and inspects the diadem anew. "Oh, yes. When commanded, it will extend a rather small field of antimagic around the wearer. It seems to not have been enchanted intentionally - the spell structure and magical layering makes that self-evident. That happens to objects left in close proximity to great sources of power in some rare cases. Practically speaking, this makes the artifact rather unreliable if used for extended periods or time or if activated with frequency - However, it should still function optimally if used only rarily."
Glancing around, Razan shakes his head lightly. "What were i saying...?" Noticing the ladder, he curses, then scrambles to climb it, as if suddenly in a great deal of haste. "Quickly! Climb aboard! We will have to leave the ravenfolk and bunni behind - they should be able to catch up. We have not a moment to waste!"
(01-05-2014, 08:43 PM)Frolic Wrote: »Myra puts the goblet, filled as much with the blood as possible, in her magical inventory. It's not much, but Myra was planning to be sparing with her usage and experimentation of the blood anyway.
I'm not done with this room just yet...Now let's see just how much of a seer my race makes me! She really wants to find out as much as possible, so Myra tries a spell that shows a vision of what has recently occurred in this room.
(roll 19+7)
You look back in time, to only mere moments ago. You see the room as it is now, minus the blood. Then Echo suddenly winks into existence with a flash of light, stumbling, clearly pretty out of it. Her lips move, as though she is speaking, but you hear nothing. Then, almost explosively, everything goes dark, your very vision convulsing and sounds distorting into twisted screeches. Only a few seconds pass, and then it is gone again, the room returning to normal, with the conspicious exception of Echo having disappeared, leaving only the blood. Moments later, you see yourself fly into the room.
You end the vision. You now have a splitting headache.