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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 4:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 5:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 8:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 10:12 am
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Cain could feel his limbs paralysed by the poison in his blood, but this sick b*****d was actually making him shake with rage. Keeping his mouth shut, he just stared at the lousy elf as he desecrated the symbol to his Lord. He was going to eat that scum's heart, the vengeance making the black blood all the more sweet.
The feeling was coming into his arms, albeit a little numb from the ropes. Cain waited until Daelos was comfortably out of sight, then slipped out of the ropes in one quick flick of the wrists. The anger was fuelling him, making all his movements seem easy. Surely The Elder Eye was sending him power.
As he landed on the floor, he made his way not to the vial, but his symbol. Showing allegiance to The Elder Eye was more important than life itself, and if the Elf had tricked him yet again, he wanted to die with his Lord. With the symbol around his neck, he made his way towards the vial, the world becoming increasingly dizzying.
He picked up the glass vial, choosing to bite into the glass to retrieve the liquid. The poison was effecting him heavily now, and getting off the stopper would have taken too long. The Kenku could see his blood covering the shards of glass he spat onto the floor as he stood for a moment to compose himself, hoping this liquid would stop the dazing poison.
[[Acrobatics check: 29. This post is assuming that I succeeded the check. If not then this is just some weird, poison-related, hallucinogenic trip Cain experiences before death. Either way it still happened. In Cain's mind... ninja ]]
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 3:24 pm
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((Sorry for late reply guys, been in London all weekend seeing Green Day....they were ******** Awesome too! >.< ....anyway, back to work whee ))
In the Forest
Whether by a mistake on Daelos's behalf, luck, sheer brilliance, or divine intervention, Cain escaped with barely any effort. He had landed on the wet ground and made his way firstly to his symbol and then to the vial of liquid he hoped was an antidote.
After spitting out bits of blood stained glass, Cain waited for the antidote to take effect. In just a few seconds, the world stopped spinning for the Kenku, his insides stopped churning and his purpose once again became clear. The test had been passed, but what would Cain do now?
At Camp
(Assuming that everyone bar Hars is hidden), the human walks foward, until he is next to Hars. As he makes his way and first sees the human Hars he says with a suprised but happy tone in his voice, "Ah! I did not expect to see another human out here, not one who isn't wearing the purple uniform of Valleta anyway. Pleased to meet you friend, my name is Gregg Torchbearer...yes that is my real name." He then drops his light source and then looks around confused. "I swear I heard at least one other voice with you, did I not?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 5:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 5:42 pm
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Hars speaks plainly with black hair matting down his dark face in the rain. "My friends remain in shadow to hide our numbers. You see, we are brigands in dire straits. You have nothing to give us so you are unworthy of our time and effort, though we would know what you do as knowledge aids all of us. If you tell us true and well you are welcome to our rations. If not, we'll kill you. We can't have you sharing knowledge of us on down the road, and we can spare a ration as well. I want to assure that death is a hair's breadth away, and I would rather not draw my blades in this rain unless they have a job to do. However, I can recognize a fellow against his luck and I sympathize, so tell us true and the meal is yours, as well as your life."
Hars leans back casually, though really he is creating space enough for his arms to draw steel unimpeded. "So tell me, Master Torchbearer, what of the lands you have traveled through, and how have you come upon such ill luck?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 4:13 pm
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Throughout Hars' speech, Gregg looked at him sternly. You feel as though you have won him over, but despite your threats, he doesn't seemed frightened by you. You get the sense that, rather than you not being intimidating, it's that he feels like the world wouldn't miss him too much if you did happen to cut him down. "Hmm, good speech friend. And what can I call you?" He then steps further forward, and asks for the rest of you to reveal yourselves, so he can eat and tell you anything that you wish to know. Although it appears that he may have ignored your questions, he makes it seem that when everyone is gathered and a bit of food is in his hands, he will begin.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 4:54 pm
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"You try out patience torchbearer." Pelloth called out, ever moving, out of the light. "either you have information of use to us, or you are dead." to reiterate his point, he put a curse on the man and readied his rod for a fight. "So speak, or die where you stand?" He had considered revealing his race, but dismissed that thought, thinking that stealth being a greater ally then potential fear, however he decided to add, "my companion may think killing you a waste of our time, but I would be more then happy to make you a sacrifice to Zehir"
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 5:00 pm
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