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1.) Gur'glak - God of death and necromancy

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2.) Talus - God of pure chaos

17 (47.2%)

3.) Wyy'vyn - God of destruction.

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Total Members Voted: 36

[ibot66]

Actually, we do. adventurer groups will form, when they have knoledge of a chance to get XP and loot, go in, and die. however, they will cause a little chaos, by drinking in bars, maybe getting drunk.

[silhouette]

You tell the young prophet to chop up the horse, cook it, and ration it around.
You also tell the young prophet to cut up the guard who was killed, then sacrificing it to their old golds, he is reluctant but he does so.

The young prophet puts on the armour from the dead guard and equips his sword.

The remaining people get to work burrying their dead comrads.

You now have 8 men and 6 women, exluding the child prophet, following you.
3 men are injured and two woman are injured.


The items in the caravan are of random miscallanious items that are of no use to you.
They are just crafts and jewlery.

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After hours running, the merchant manages to get back to his town he set off from, he runs and informs the guards that something is terrible has happened.
At first the guards just laugh and think hes pulling their legs, but then they notice the blood on him, and get serrious, they inform the local ruler, the ruler just laughs saying that one lost caravan means nothing, and the caravan master is alive so all is well.

However, the merchant also told his tale in the local tavern, adventurers intrest is peaked and some decide to go hunting, after all, their really is nothing to do around here...


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Side note:
The dark area is now touching a little township of bird-men.

[ibot66]

Tell the boy we will be temporarily leaving, and vist the town.

[wolfchild]

The bird-men shall be our reinforcements yeeesssss.

[cerapa]

Harpies!

And continue the hunt for caravans!

[Dwarf]

bumptibump

[silhouette]

HU-FREAKING-ZAH
My internet is back on my main computer.
Celebrations.
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You tell the boy that you shall be removing your attention on him for a while, so be careful, you also tell the boy to hunt for caravans, aswell as carrying the loot.

Your dark grey shapelessness floats above, till it sees the nearby town, it then flies over to said nearby town...

It is dark, the only lights are in houses or the tavern.
This is a fairly populated town, it is medium sized.
A lord rules this town.
The defenses are stone walls, with guards patrolling, There are no gates though, just arches.
The town has vast farms around it.
The taven is currently 25% full, out of a maximum of 100 people. 8 of the 25 people are adventurers.

 

[ibot66]

Twists the lord to your will. [wish we could turn him into a vampire.]