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Author Topic: The Necromancer: Prologue  (Read 28814 times)

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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #165 on: July 07, 2012, 02:27:42 pm »

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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #166 on: July 07, 2012, 09:50:32 pm »

And upon the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandius, king of kings. Look upon my words ye mighty, and despair!"
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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #167 on: July 07, 2012, 10:46:40 pm »

Recall your wasted youth as a chess prodigy...
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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #168 on: July 08, 2012, 12:11:23 am »

The pedestal is inscribed as follows:

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A favor asked, a favor returned.
I am the bane of kings and queens,
Of knights and bishops, through armor gleams,
I walk below stone with solid step
And from my tower men have leapt,
And from my hand have pawns perished,
Both black and white their soul has nourished
I am the only piece upon the board that never is taken, but always used,
Yet in this game I always lose.
Say my name.
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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #169 on: July 08, 2012, 12:44:25 am »

Is this one riddle?
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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #170 on: July 08, 2012, 01:01:41 am »

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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #171 on: July 08, 2012, 01:04:05 am »

The king pawn.
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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #172 on: July 08, 2012, 03:09:23 pm »

"The king pawn?" I feel cold. Since nothing else happens I decide to try again.

"Mortality?" The temprature suddenly changes to something approximate to a human body, a living one.

Hmmm...


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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #173 on: July 08, 2012, 08:34:39 pm »

The player?
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Re: The Necromancer: Prologue
« Reply #174 on: July 08, 2012, 09:21:51 pm »

EDIT: Nevermind.
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« Reply #175 on: July 08, 2012, 09:24:28 pm »

The player?
The room chills to a temprature comparable to a late-fall breeze.
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May this tie bind thee to a brighter future!​
Ikusaba Quest! - Fistfighting space robots for the benefit of your familial bonds to Satan is passe, so you call Sherlock Holmes and ask her to pop by.

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« Reply #176 on: July 08, 2012, 10:11:22 pm »

Drat, I had though that was a good one.

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« Reply #177 on: July 09, 2012, 02:16:10 am »

Drat, I had though that was a good one.

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As I speak it aloud, the candles gutter and the inscription changes!

 
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A Favor asked, a favor earned
 You solved my task, taken my sojourn,
 You come at last, to your true home,
 The truest walls ever known.
 Welcome Home, Necromancer.

  A wall has opened behind the throne to reveal a stairwell. Entranced, I pluck a torch from the wall and lead the way in. Musty cobwebs brush aside, and molded stone gives way to solid obsidian, interlaced with mudstone sigils shaped like skulls. The staircase runs deep, into the depths of the earth, but instead of feeling haunted, as it should, it was safe. I felt the stone above me, but it was like the embrace of a mother.

  The staircase opened up into a great hall. A small dish was set aside with oil, and as I held my torch to it the flame raced down the sides of the hall, revealing a grand chamber, flying arches and engraved motifs adorning the ceiling. The hall itself was wide enough to draw five carts through, side by side, and long enough that the sound of my echo was delayed a full second. The walls were painted with brown skulls, with black banners fluttering nearby. There were paintings along the wall, including some I'm sure were lost. And inbetween lay perfectly preserved mummies.

  As I watched, one of the mummies shuddered and began to stand. It shook off the bugs that had nested upon it and opened its mouth.

  "Good day, sir. I see you have uncovered the riddle of Fate. My name is Gane, previously of Clan Tannith. If my sense of time is right, which it should be, the clan Tannith died with me, quite a few centuries ago. That matters little now, as I, your humble servant, greet you as my new master. What is your name, if I may sir?" The thing said in a cultured accent, standing perfectly straight and stock still. It held a hand up to its chest regally, as if posing for a picture, but bowed low as it asked me my name.

  "Lenen..."

  "Very good Sir Lenen. If you wish, I can answer any questions you may have, as I am a THANE. Shall I assume you know of the term?" I shook my head, so the Thane described himself. "The method of my creation was lost soon after I died. However, as a Thane I have photographic memory, impeccable eyesight, Immortality, skill in assassination, some minor skill in interior decoration, woodshop and culinary arts, though I suspect I shall have to procure fresh food. I also can ressurect my allies as you open the rooms with the resources you can collect from the cities you convince to join you. I am head of staff for this castle, and as such any order can be relayed through me with reasonable delay. If you have any more questions, Sir, I would be happy to help, but if you wish I can Awaken the Groundskeeper immediately as well as cook food for you and your guest."

  I could already feel the spiders on me. "Awaken the Groundskeeper please, Gane, thank you. When you're done, meet me by the throne, I may want a tour."

  "Very good sir." And with that, he vanished around a corner. I checked, but I didn't see him anywhere.

  Wait what guest.
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« Reply #178 on: July 09, 2012, 04:47:52 am »

"If the Thane is a skilled assassin, then I don't suppose that I shall be needing that nice girls services any longer..."
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« Reply #179 on: July 14, 2012, 10:47:27 pm »

Turn around.
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