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[Sacasco]

I have to say, at this point I feel this is going to be wonderful whether or not the fort is actually destroyed. I look forward to hearing of your last-ditch efforts to save it!

[Imic]

I have to say, at this point I feel this is going to be wonderful whether or not the fort is actually destroyed. I look forward to hearing of your last-ditch efforts to save it!

A assure you, the genocide will be brilliant. And gory. And painful. And death.

[TheImmortalRyukan]

I have to say, at this point I feel this is going to be wonderful whether or not the fort is actually destroyed. I look forward to hearing of your last-ditch efforts to save it!

A assure you, the genocide will be brilliant. And gory. And painful. And death.

And we will be accidentally saved by soap again.

[mate888]

I have to say, at this point I feel this is going to be wonderful whether or not the fort is actually destroyed. I look forward to hearing of your last-ditch efforts to save it!

I'll try to save it somehow. Maybe right after Drazoth pulls the lever, he can give the fort to someone else (namely moi) in order to desperately try to save the dwarves of the fort. I mean, as we alredy know how will the fort die, at least we could see if someone will be able to save at least one Dwarf from the destruction.

[Sacasco]

So we now have, what, three people trying to destroy the fort? And two trying to save it? I'll be watching and laughing. In a good way, that is.

[Imic]

I have to say, at this point I feel this is going to be wonderful whether or not the fort is actually destroyed. I look forward to hearing of your last-ditch efforts to save it!

A assure you, the genocide will be brilliant. And gory. And painful. And death.

And we will be accidentally saved by soap again.

That gives me an idea... The one (bar of) soap must be taken to the cracks of doomforests and be thrown into the molten madness within!

[PsychoAngel]

I have to say, at this point I feel this is going to be wonderful whether or not the fort is actually destroyed. I look forward to hearing of your last-ditch efforts to save it!

A assure you, the genocide will be brilliant. And gory. And painful. And death.

And we will be accidentally saved by soap again.

That gives me an idea... The one (bar of) soap must be taken to the cracks of doomforests and be thrown into the molten madness within!

Nooooooooo! My life's work!

[mate888]

Nooooooooo! My life's work!

Don't worry, there's plenty of your life's work around the fortress. The lack of one bar won't be missed.
Although, if you wish to join the Doomforests Defense Squad and try to stop this madmendwarves from destroying the fort, you are very welcome.

[Gwolfski]

'How dare he breach hell! That was my idea! Mumblegrumble.'

[Imic]

Deep beneath doomforests... Again...

'And that...'
There was a clank noise.
'Is that.'
The portal was finally, finally, fixed.
'Is that it?'
Smunstu was standing at the doorway.
'Yes sir.'
'Then get behind something.'
'Yes sir.'
'And stop calling me "sir".'
'Yes sir'
Smunstu glared at him and told him to...
...'get behind something. Now.'
The paladins did as they were told.
Smunstu seemed to know how to work it, and began to pull levers. The paladins couldn't see from behind their cover, but from their brief glimpses, they guessed that he was looking at a huge army pf goblins. The inches of torment.
'Hmmmmmmmmm...'
Smunstu pulled some more levers, and pushed a few buttons. They didn't see all that was happening, but they glimpsed magma, madness... And a small wall of soap. They quietly conversed between themselves about what that was. And Smunstu continued looking. Finally, he seemed to have seen what he had wanted to see. He turned the portal off.
'Do not open that. Something is trying to get out.'
And with that, he was gone.
'Come on Taupe, I want the watch doubled. Nothing leaves our borders, and nothing enters it, without  me hearing of it...'
The paladins came out and looked at the deactivated portal.
'What?'
Imic looked at it with some kind of calculating gaze.
'So then' he said.
'Something is trying to get out.'
'Yes, i guess so.' Said Gordak.
'Which part did Ryukan break again?...'
'This part here.'
'Well then, if i take out these parts here, here and here...'
He selected three cogs.
'... It should be unable to run, but not permanently broken.'
'Yes. That's completely correct.'
'Right then. Get each of these gears four safes. Lock each one in a safe and then lock that one in another safe, etc. Etc.'
'Of course.'
Now let's scram.
They left the room.

The portal started shimmering, as if trying to turn itself on, but to no avail. The lights went out. A low growling filled the air...

More Roleplaying! Enjoy.

[Imic]

Bump

[Imic]

Bump, bump, bump, BUUUUUUUUMP...

[TheImmortalRyukan]

Staaaaaaaap

[Imic]

Staaaaaaaap

Fine.

[TheImmortalRyukan]

Journal of Airith, Interim Headmistress of the O.B.A.

The evacuations are almost complete. Master instructed me to leave via the portal, and begin the foundations of a new Doomforest. After commanding us this, he left through the portal, saying he had business to attend to, old friends to find and a King whose death was due. I could only stare as he handed me the Black Arrow, A black steel broad sword whose weight was nothing, but whose edge was unnaturally sharp. After he set it in my hands, he took his gold pendant and replaced my silver one with it. He said goodbye and left. Even after the portal shut off, plunging the room into darkness, I could only just stand there, unsure what to do. My only friends where either dead or gone off on a strange quest.

After several minutes, I walked out into the main Atrium and told the gathered people what had happened. They all acknowledged me as the Headmistress and started to pack away their things for the move.

I sat in his- my office and contemplated what I should do, I knew that the fortress was doomed, the powers arrayed against it were insurmountable. I took out my quill and a sheet of parchment and began to write:

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  Dear Imic, Mate, and Gwolfski;

I am Airith, the new Head-Mistress of the Order of the Black Arrow and I implore you to consider a temporary alliance, one that will found a new home. My master and his... well, master, have both come to the conclusion that Doomforest will fall. The powers arayed against it, both physical and supernatural, are too powerful to overcome. I am preparing to leave this fortress to its doom, to settle a new fortress.

If you accept please inform me of this via letter or meet me personally. I pray you join me in this final journey. Because when the doom of this place comes, not only will it plunge the whole world into darkness, the powers that will be unleashed will bring this world and its inhabitants to its knees.

                                                       - Airith


(OOC: I am fixing to begin a new thread, a thread of Ryukan's adventures in a new world, if you want, come and join Ryukan as he faces his destiny and his prescribed doom, one he wishes to avoid, but one he knows he can not. How will he die? Come see.)
The Thread:
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=157964.0