TURN TENAs they continued to travel, Luin polished his/her (gender-ambiguous name!) weapon.
"Sorry for leading them away, wrong spell."
As they travel, Orlin attempts to devise a runic formula for stone golem animation.
Time seems to slow as Vanitas raises his sword, the late afternoon light dancing along the fresh coat of blood.
He gently runs a gauntleted finger down the blade, savoring every engraving and tiny scratch as romantic music seems to play from nowhere in particular.
"I shall name you Soulsunder, and we shall be together forever."
As quickly as the moment comes, it is over, and the Death Knight continues onwards.
Roll:6 As you travel, you begin to see signs of violence. Great swaths of land razed clean of trees, towns destroyed, and castles crumbled. Orlin begins work on a new rune, and scribbles it idly on a pile of stone. The rune glows a deep, crimson red, and the rock around it begins to rumble. Hastily you retreat to a safe distance to see what happens. Before your eyes, a great golem of stone assembles itself, shifting and rumbling. You feel a great malovence seep from the cracks in its body, as though the rock itself was bleeding.(Loyalty roll:3, sentience roll:4) The golem turns to its creator and speaks in a deep baritone, "You have given me life, and for that I an grateful. I shall accompany you on your journey, but you are not my master, and I will not be ordered around by you." Ally gained! Greater Stone Golem, Neutral Evil alignment, uncontrolable.
>Seeing as the fire is kind-of discouraging, leave and pursue my second goal: find the Bi-pedal Ice-dragon known as Kyurem in the Great chasm, and tame it.
Roll:1 You feel an irresistible pull towards the entrance of the fortress. Against your better judgment, you cross the threshold. The air is hazy with a mixture of smoke, dust, and heat. A foul stench envelops you as you desend deeper into the depths. Piles of bones are strewn haphazardly on the floor, while the walls are engraved with tales of great suffering and violence. As you enter a room, horrifiying screams echo around you! The darkness seems to grow and absorb all light, throwing the room into pitch black! Shadows dance on the walls, taunting you. This bodes not well.
>Develop fire boost: shoot fire backwards for a sudden burst of speed!
Roll:5 You focus on your flames, fanning them into a roaring blaze! The magma bubbles all around you, and you catch a glimpse of a scaly body swimming around you. You try to blast your flames behind you, but to no avail! The monster in the depths swims closer, and closer, when all of a sudden, PPTHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBbbbbbbbbbbbbbt! A great bout of flatulence erupts from you, propelling you through the air! You feel you should say something, but the only thing that comes to mind is "BEAN BURRITOOOOSSSSSSSS!" You land on your feet at the shore. (Sorry, couldn't resist.)
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Topic: No plot. No sanity. Just dice. SEMI-HIATUS. (Read 21449 times)