EveryoneEdwin senses something up ahead and holds his arm up to stop the group. But Tali, being a dwarf, strolls right under it without noticing. Your eyes lose track of her instantly in the consuming darkness. You hear the echo of her footsteps in the confines of the hallway for a moment followed by a surprised yelp and the sound of her boots scraping against the stone. Then..
Nothing but the sound of rushing air fills your ears..
DwarminYou're walking down the hallway when you notice the constant sound of footfalls that had beat against your eardrums in the comfortably sized (but likely claustrophobic for your allies) corridor suddenly halt. In that instant, you decide to take just one more step as you prepare to turn around and see why the others have stopped. Your heart drops into your stomach when your right foot meets, not with solid ground, but open air. Instinctively you spin, realizing without thinking that your forward momentum is too great to end your stride, and make a desperate lunge for the ledge. You stretch your arm, willing your fingers to extend. Your fingertips catch the edge.. then slip. You gasp, then tumble end for end as you fly down the hole.
Your flapping gear catches on one of the surrounding walls. You shield your face as the straps holding them onto you shear away and your items deflect off of the walls and your body.
There's an audible crunch as you hit the ground. You moan in pain and start to curl into a ball, then scream as the movement sends pain shooting up your spine. Every breath is agony, and when you open your eyes dark spots swim across your vision. The room is dimly lit, and the only thing you can make out is a menacing, roundish shape standing in front of you. It stirs and starts moving towards you.
XantalosYou yell at everybody.
A guant-faced human with dark eyes steps forward, a confident look on his face.
I'll have that thing open in no time. He produces a small metal pin, holding it delicately between two bony fingers.
I released anyone from their chains who couldn't escape on their own. Another lock shouldn't be a problem.The group gathers round as he prepares to go to work on the door. He drops to one knee and gently slides the pin into the lock. He works it around for a moment, then stops, a funny look on his face. A short-tempered dwarf, his hair dirty and gray, starts grumbling.
What's the hold up?! I thought you said you could open it! He smirks.
Joke's on you elder dwarf.. Its already open. The grey-bearded dwarf seems taken aback.
What!? But that's the very one I just checked! The human chuckles and opens his mouth to say something, grabbing the door handle to pull himself up. He yelps, staggering backwards as if burned and curses fervently. He grips the hand he used to touch the door handle, as if in pain.
Name: Vlad Lamora
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Short and slightly built with short, dark brown hair, a mustache, and light grey eyes. He is neither handsome nor memorable.
Profession: Assassin
: Fine
Equipped: Clothes, Leather Boots, Steel Chain Mail, Dwarven Bastard Sword, Steel Full Helm
Inventory - 2x Leather Boots, Steel Full Helm,
Squishy Backpack: 15x Wurm Meat Slabs
Skills: Swords
Proficient, Throwing
Proficient, Cooking
Proficient, Lockpicking
Dabbling, Butchering
DabblingMagicks: Catch III - you can absorb energy at a mediocre pace, such as light; restores fatigue and reduces hunger; can store energy
Overcharge I - focus absorbed energy on your weapon or body for increased attack or defence; temporarily weakened when over
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Name: Clair Redfield
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: A red-headed, green-eyed woman. Her hair is in a short tomboy cut and she has a tattoo of a dull red star on her cheek.
Profession: Shepherd
: Fine
Equipped: Leather Tunic, Leather Boots, Iron Staff, Dwarven Dirk
Inventory: Hunting knife, 2x Clothes
Skills: Staves
Proficient, Butchering
Skilled, Cloth Work
SkilledMagicks: Repel III - manipulate air into a general or focused blast, pushing the target(s) away; little fatigue
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Name: Tali Bluestone
Gender: Female
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: A somewhat shorter than usual, but well muscled Dwarven woman stands before you, with dark black hair done up fashionably and tucked into a single long ponytail cut raggedly short. Piercing copper eyes radiate cunning and a cold intellect, and are framed by long, emotive eyebrows that give her a slightly unsettling demeanor, even after being imprisoned.
Profession: Explorer
:
Intense Pain;
Difficulty BreathingEquipped: Rags, Rotten Leather Boots, Sturdy Footman's Helm, Ebony Easterland Lance
Inventory: Lucky Coin, Busted Leather Cuirass
Skills: Navigation
Proficient, Pole Arms
Proficient, Herbology
Proficient, Architecture
DabblingMagicks: N/A
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Name: Edwin Malfonse
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Appearance: Edwin has short cropped dark brown hair, green eyes and lightly tanned skin. He stands at typical elf height, 5' 4'', has a thin and wiry build that's thin even for an elf and seems almost eternally smudged with a small covering of dirt. He seems almost at home here, strangely enough.
Profession: Professional Thief
: Fine
Equipped: Clothes, Leather Boots, studded leather hauberk, 2x iron daggers
Inventory: 1x Iron Dagger,
Leather Weapon Pack:
Roaken, Sturdy Lockpick, Iron Chain with Cuff, Dwarven Claymore
Skills: Stealth
Proficient, Thievery
Proficient, Daggers
Proficient, Lockpicking
DabblingMagicks: N/A
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Name: Durmar Vorboksson
Gender: Male
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: A stocky man, even for a dwarf, Durmar has brown curly hair tied back in a ponytail, revealing suntanned skin and piercing blue eyes. He has a broad nose and a bushy mustache to match his eyebrows. Stubble grows upon his cheeks. He's relatively fit, and thanks to his vocation has more than his fair share of scars.
Profession: Former Chemist and Merchant; Deathseeker
: Fine
Equipped: Rags, Rusted Shortsword
Inventory: Sharp Rock, Clockwork Blunderbuss
Skills: Fighter
Expert, Firearms
DabblingMagicks: Heal I - close wounds with lots of effort
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Name: Grolburg
Gender: Male
Race: Orc
Appearance: Stubbly grey beard, missing his right eye, extensive burns on his left arm.
Profession: Guard
: Fine
Equipped: Rags
Inventory: Thin Razor Blade
Skills: Spears
ExpertMagicks: N/A
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