I was well read, so I knew where the passage referred to. I set out for the crypt immediately.
(Geography +10, History +10)
I rode Dog to the crypt that was mentioned in the old book. It was in a small town in the center of Daria. The crypt was locked up tight, but much more interesting than that, it seemed to be impenetrable to magic.
I picked the lock without magic. (Needs 75 Thievery)I spoke to the local priests."Even we do not enter that crypt," the old priests said.
I told them that I needed to get inside.
1) I knew where the key should be kept. (Needs 80 Religion)I talked the priests into getting me into the crypt. (Needs 50 Personality)
I charmed the priests into letting me into the crypt. (Needs 70 Enchantment)2) I beat up the priests. (Needs 40 Fighting)I roasted the priests in fire. (Needs 40 Conjuration)3) They couldn't help me.Gorl Rockeater, an angelic troll wizard.
Age: 62
You are destined for heaven: 136 good karma.
Body: 38%
Personality: 27%
Willpower: 37%
Fame: 27%
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 67%
Conjuration: 12%
Divination: 100%
Enchantment: 56%
Healing: 100%
Illusion: 12%
Necromancy: 53%
Summoning: 61%
Transmutation: 22%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 100%
Agriculture: 40%
Diplomacy: 100%
Economics: 75%
Fighting: 75%
Geography: 100%
History: 100%
Nature: 100%
Religion: 100%
Smithing: 17%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 100%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: Cat the dog
My warhorse named Dog.
- My mean parents.
- a human named Hermann, my wife
- my child, a gnome named Harold
- a human named Stewart, the fighter from my adventuring days.
- a human named Maris, the thief from my adventuring days.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 240
Royal Family: 30
Elves: 50
Dwarves: 35
Orcs: 25
Thieves Guild: 50
Mage Guild: 175
Fighters Guild: -15
Gold: 10648
INVENTORY:
A wizardly staff.
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.