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[TopHat]

((and two of the most annoying / blindly lucky NPCs have arrived. *Turns to Harry* 'Are you sure that this isn't the last chapter?'
Whoever's going to turn up next? That mad Dentist guy?))

[killerhellhound]

diging the daggers into the wall I contiune climbing

[Gamerlord]

I swearHarry, if you are ever playing in an RtD I'm running, I will be merciless. You monster.

[Onyxjew944]

Walk up to her.

"Hullo there, are you lost? Kind of an unfriendly neighborhood around here."

[Harry Baldman]

Inside the stomach of a beast...

Mark grits his... um... bark and keeps on climbing, using his knives as climbing tools!

[Climbing roll: 6+1]

He climbs up into the tube that leads into the stomach with quite a lot of effort! He then stabs his knives straight into the softer tissues above.

A great stream of odd liquid covers him, nearly knocking him back into the stomach! He keeps on climbing to the best of his ability, which isn't very fast.

After another powerful twitch of the beast's body, the stomach acid that has welled up below rockets upwards! Mark is swept up in a wave of acid, almost flying through the relaxed esophagus and out of the open mouth of the creature, landing right outside its body!

Well, that was definitely an experience he wouldn't care to repeat.


In a crystalline cave complex...

Tom walks up all chill-like to the woman and poses a good question.

"Hullo there, are you lost? Kind of an unfriendly neighborhood around here."

[Woman reaction roll: 5]

She turns around and looks at Tom for a good few seconds.

[Will roll: 3]

She looks pretty creeped out.

"Um... no, dearie, I am just... making a crystal garden. A pretty... uh... garden. For all the... people up above. When the glow activates... the fun begins."

The lady appears to be very uneasy around him. She keeps looking at the crystals.

"I really should be... getting back to work. I think. Unless that is... a problem."

[killerhellhound]

now I am out runnnnnnnnnnnnn back to the town and look for anything that deals in metal items

[Harry Baldman]

In the woods...

Mark, wishing to distance himself from the woods as far as possible now that he knows what he may find there, runs on back to the town and searches for an unlooted purveyor of metal goods!

[Search roll: 2]

Well, the blacksmith's shop is entirely emptied, the tanneries are either destroyed or looted and Mark can't really think of any other places that might be able to help him there.

[killerhellhound]

noticing the music has stopped I go and find out what stopped it

[Harry Baldman]

In the streets of Emlocke...

Mark, realizing that he no longer has amazing background music to perform daring feats of wonder and glory to, goes over to the square to take a look at what's up.

He finds it covered in blood and gore. Anybody that may have been alive here has been reduced to bloody remains, and seemingly not even that in places. Boy, is he glad he can't smell anything, because the stench of this place could probably fell a hundred men.

[Perception roll: ?]

Oh, would you look at that. Yorinnsud's right over there. She's missing a head, it looks like. And there's a large hole in her chest.

Ah, she's probably fine. After all, worse things have happened to her today. Mark walks over to her and prods her. No response.

Uh, buddy? Right now would be a good time to stop playing dead. Whoever did that to you is probably gone by now.

Buddy?

[miauw62]

((Wow, I missed that death somehow. Sucks that Yorinnsud had to go. He was one of my favorite characters. DAMN YOU, WHIP MAN! DAAAAMN YOUUUU!)))

[Harry Baldman]

Sadly, Whip Man is greatly favored by the RNG when players are around. Then again, everybody rolls an unlikely succession of ones and twos at some point. Perhaps next time will be lucky for someone else.

[Onyxjew944]

"Nope. Not at all."

Examine her for possible valuables.

[killerhellhound]

I have a moment of silence for her then look around for some planks of wood and a shovel

[Harry Baldman]

In a crystalline cave complex...

Tom, after allowing the lady to go back to her crystal growing, carefully examines her for valuables.

[Examination roll: ?]

It's a bit difficult to see, but he believes the woman is wearing a baggy green robe. And why would she wear one, really, if not to keep valuables inside?

"Have to finish up tunnel, then execute the plan. Not long now, no..."

She mumbles to herself and heads down the tunnel, bending down and doing that crystal-whispering thing she does. The crystals grow quickly in response.


In a blood-covered square...

Mark realizes that Yorinnsud is either totally committed to playing dead or completely and utterly dead. Either way, it is probably time to commence the burial rites. First, a moment of silence.

[? vs. Mark: 6+1 vs. 2+1-1]

His respectful and mournful moment is suddenly interrupted by something hitting him straight in the metal ribcage and shattering into tiny bits, knocking him over in the process! Looks like it was made of wood. Who'd throw junk at him now of all times? Mark looks around for the culprit.

[Perception roll: ?]

Yeah, it's probably the smug fellow over there with the jar in his hands. What's he doing?

[Whip Man water use roll: 2+1]

He chucks the jar at him at a high speed, though he seems to look vaguely dissatisfied at something after he's thrown it. The jar sails through the air and gets stuck in Mark's branches without breaking!

Well, this is strange. What's his problem?

[killerhellhound]

I srug and leave to look for a sovael watching the man while I do so avoiding him if he throws more bottles