In the tunnels beneath a temple of Velusius...Luke, not in a particular rush to get anywhere, decides to stop and loot for a while. Loot makes the man, don't you know?
[Search roll: 2]
These skeletons seem to have left all their useful stuff in their other sets of clothing, as Luke only manages to come up with a few copper coins and some pretty tattered rags after twenty minutes of consummate looting. Lousy cheapskate dead people.
Next to a chest that clicked twice...Tom calmly walks away from the soon-to-explode chest and thinks of soothing explosions to calm his nerves. Ah, explosions. He then heads off to look for some saltpeter.
[Search roll: 3]
Turns out that's not exactly something you find lying around in this day and age. Imagine that. There is plenty of pottery around he could steal, though.
[Perception roll: ?]
Tom doesn't really hear anything unusual around. Nothing unusual at all. He just keeps on looking at choice pieces of pottery, evaluating them for durability, aerodynamics, practicality, versatility and, of course, prettiness. He could get used to this, he thinks.
Next to a very angular and angry-looking thing...Yorinnsud considers his options for a moment, then comes to the conclusion that he should probably plead 'not guilty'. He does so, then asks who exactly is charging him with this possibly heinous crime.
[Messenger reaction roll: 4]
"You do not understand. Your guilt is already ascertained by the Office of Order. You prayed and you were heard. Now you will be punished. Do you plead 'death', 'exile' or 'atonement'?"Well, that sure seems like a tough choice. Made all the tougher by
Mark, who attempts to drag away Yorinnsud! He is, however, dissuaded from pursuing this idea too far by the rather murderous stare of the angular angry thing. Looks like they're not done yet.
Inside the treasure room of the temple of Velusius...Darren tries to find a suitably scary-looking suit of armor to animate!
[Search roll: 3]
Well, there's a set of rather sweet-looking clothes here in addition to some really awesome-looking though totally impractical ceremonial swords. Darren supposes he'll animate those.
[Telekinesis roll: 6]
He telekinetically lifts and stretches out the set of clothes, then creates a storm of whirling ceremonial swords around it! He whistles to the looters, who look at the construct with visible fear!
"How ya doin'?" he asks.
[Looter reaction roll: 4]
They reply that they've been better, they admit. One of them just had his robes ride extremely painfully up the nethers, though that seems to have gotten slightly better now. Otherwise, they've been pretty good. What about him? How does he feel? What does he want? And what is up with this crazy haunting thing he's got going?
In the garden of an altogether different temple...Vincent decides to go back to the lounge. Beats standing in this garden. He heads through the door and sits down on a chair once again.
[Occupant roll: 2]
Doesn't look like anybody's willing to come and service him in any way. Lazy bastards.
Outside the courtyard of Castle Wossname...Timothy, upon seeing the guards practice on his... uh... friends, he supposes, sees only one course of action worth taking!
"Oi! Youse leave my friends alone!"He begins to screech horribly!
[Spooky Howling roll: 5]
The seven guards turn around and look fearfully at the three-legged specter in the air! They blanch completely, their eyes wide in horror!
[Guard morale roll: 6]
They decide to practice on Timothy instead! They launch several volleys of arrows through his body! However, this fails to affect Timothy in any way.
[Telekinesis roll: 3]
He sort of nudges one of the guards away from Fred and Jim while the others continue their firing, not particularly fast on the uptake, if Timothy may say so himself.
((Has anything happened in my absence that has affected Timothy somehow? I really haven't been able to keep up lately. Things'll be back to normal in February, I'll post more then.))
In a word, no. Well, aside from Bernie not really expecting you to return anymore, let alone get the Steel Maiden to him. Not that he could teleport there even if you did have the box and got it to the appropriate place.
((For fucks sake Harry, you just made me roll to do something Yorinnsud learnt to do as a child. It's like making someone roll to take a dump.))
The roll was more for her reaction then your prayer
killerhellhound's half-right, and that's all I will say on the matter right now.
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