(Situation 2 Chosen.)
> Allow her to let them in, but be prepared to cast spells at any moment.
The men come in and bring out their pistols, and point them at your head. All the windows suddenly become frosted and opaque, and you get the feeling that nobody outside will know this has happened. The men tell you in a monotonous voice,
"We cannot allow someone like you to be here. Therefore, you shall be terminated. Have a good day."
(Reflex Roll) (44-15=29) (29<50) (Failure!)
They pull the trigger and blow your brains out, painting the whole room with your blood. You are dead.
(Death Roll) (86) (86>50) (86>75) (Critical Success!)
As a result of good fortunes in death, your spirit has been summoned elsewhere. You body and soul is intact, but all your possessions are forfeit. Please avoid future deaths, for you may not be as lucky.
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After what seems like an eternity, or perhaps simply a moment, your soul has been fetched out of the ether by an unknown being. You find yourself in the middle of a circle of chanting priests, praying toward the heavens. The ground around you whines white, and many miniature motes of light dance within the circle. Two priests in training quickly come behind you, straining not to make eye contact, and place white robes decorated with delicate golden lace upon your body. The clergy stops chanting and all of them kneel and bow towards you. The head priest raises his head just high enough to look upon you and says,
"O great angel of the One, please help up from our dire situation. There has been a great uprising of rebels who have split from the Great church and refuse to be ruled. They have in recent times grown in numbers, and now they intend to invade our grand capital city! We are fewer in numbers and as a result of the rebels' sabotage we are cut off from fresh water and low on food and equipment. we implore upon you, O great angel, to assist us in defending ourselves from these rebels."
Status:
> You are not hungry.
> You are not thirsty.
> Weapon: Nada
> Armour: Nada
> Clothes: Expensive White Silk Robes
> Rations: Empty (0)
> Water: Empty (0)
> Skills: Long Swords (4), Speech (1) (131/200xp), Pickpocket (0), Athletics (0), Culture Knowledge: Dwarf Fortresses (0), Geology (0), Psychology (0) (94/100xp), Magic: Glyphs (2) (227/300xp)
Glyphs:
>L1
>Glyph of Fire
>Glyph of Life
>Glyph of Projectiles
>Glyph of Balls
>L2
>Glyph of Shields
>Glyph of Void
>Glyph of Expansion
Inventory:
> Nada
What do you do?