[pnpgm] Game update #121- File #462 The Girl Wakes
Scott Adams
longshot at darktech.org
Tue Oct 10 06:36:57 CEST 2006
HT Alias/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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R3 Balrog................Balrog............Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
?? Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
R4 Tom Crockett..........Caladan...........Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
R1 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma
W3 Ryan Torres...........Farseeker.........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma
W2 Sergi Sallent.........Jordi.............Wizard..Normal/Elf Ma
R4 Tim Falkenberg........Malradh ben Kasha.Merc....Normal/Human Ma
R3 Wayne Richardson/Uji..Thig..............Sidh MU.Normal/Faerry Ma
Do Robert Maxwell........Strie'bog.........Artist..Normal/Human Ma
R3 Orion (Paul Broman)...Trembyl...........Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
W3 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe
R3 Scott Adams...........Xian..............Wizard..Normal/Human Ma
W2 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe
Animals: Ventrius/Pogo Thig's dogs, Firesnake of Caladan's,
Z'Leyra's Eagle, 2 Draft Horses, Wolf - Boyzdar
6 Captured Zen'da Horses
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Game Update #121 in sequence (file #462)
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Admin notes: I dedicate this Update to my dad - 10/8/02. Time
passes quickly...
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[Recap]
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra glances at her boots to determine if her immunity to
chaos was high enough EL to protect her boots from the slime.
If not, she will probably have to make and enchant a new pair
sometime...As her boots are (were) AV3 and DR27 she may still
have usable boots even if the slime affected them.
Z'leyra will ask Thig if any Purification vs Balance spells
are present.
If yes she will try to dispel it. If she doesn't succeed she
will go out of the temple to cast Oblivion (using staff) to
bring Kasha back from Oblivion. Though she could keep Kasha
safe and bring him back when the adventure is done she thinks
that Kasha would prefer to be brought back immediately. This
despite the low hpv he will have and the wait he will have
before any magical healing can safely be done to heal him.
When she brings him back she will be ready to cast Dispel
Chaos (using staff) just in case slime is still attached to
him.
GM: Ack.
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From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions]
Ben'Dar will cover the girl with a blanket. He calls to
Z'leyra, "Take a look at her. I think she's hurt."
OOC: What nationality is the girl? Does she look Zen'dan?
Ben'Dar will also make sure to retrieve his pike from the
room. Hopefully the slime didn't touch it... He'll take a
moment to inspect the altar more closely once the girl has
been stabilized and Kasha has been located.
GM: Ack.
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From Z'leyra: [Re: More Actions]
Z'leyra will go over and smile at the girl. Then she will
point to herself and say "Z'leyra". After waiting a moment
she will ask in a variety of languages "Are you alright?"
If no answer that she understands she will cast Communicate
(shamanic if still oriented, balance otherwise) and repeat
the question.
If the girl is hurt she will help her...telling her that she
is a healer, asking if she has been magically healed in the
last 24 hours, asking if it is okay to bandage her and
magically heal her. She will proceed to do so if okayed.
If she hasn't been hurt and there is no mutual language except
thru the spell Z'leyra will ask if she will help Z'leyra learn
her language thru a spell. If yes, Z'leyra will use Tongues
EL0 (cost x 5) cast thru the staff to learn her language.
Finally Z'leyra will ask the girl her name and what happened
to her. (and translate for the party.)
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
Octaqi 30, in the 163rd Year [TH]
[Meanwhile in Caladan's Village]
[Day 60 of Trip]
[Time: 5:50am]
[As the combat ends in the ritual room ends adrenaline stops
pumping in the party's bodies. The smell of burnt carpet
and flesh is strong still in the air from slime acid.
Balrog spends time exploring the room looking for hidden
areas or treasure.]
Balrog: "This room gives me the creeps. Its like they made
it to feel that way. It actually doesn't fit in much
with the other rooms. Some of them are dusty and drab
but not overally creepy."
[Ben'dar carries the girl to the area near the door away from
the burnt carpet area. He brushes the air away from her
face and checks her out. Her breathing seems normal but
he has seen every inch of her aside from her back th elast
minute or so and didn't see any wounds previously aside
from the neck scratches from fingers or something. Could
be maybe she was strangled or tied up with rope around her
neck and had to pull at it with her sharp nails. Her skin
is a brown color with a slight golden hue. She almost looks
like Chion and Unali in some ways but her eyebrows and face
looks like barbarian stock. He checks her pulse and finds
it seems normal. She is average looking not overally pretty.
Lust withstanding not to be so obvious about it Ben'dar eyes
the girl to check for other scars and wounds quickly from
angles he could not from the altar. He finds none. Placing
her on the carpet he calls for a blanket. Then he realizes
that no one carried such into battle leaving them in the
camp. There would be no need to carry blankets. There could
be some found in the bedrooms. Trembyl returns from the
hallway and unties his cowl and cloak. He offers it to Ben'dar
to cover her as best he can. The cloak covers her chest down
to her thighs. Ben'dar calls Z'leyra over to help inspect
the girl. He will leave it up to her to wake the girl. he
stands and fetches his Pike from Strie'bog who is eyeing the
frozen Priestess. Strie'bog fetched the pike seconds before
a slime pool got to it. Now the slime is gone and there is
no danger. Ben'dar crosses the room to the altar. He
finds it at 4 feet tall and could fit two full adults side
by side on the black stone. Hesitant to touch it he inspects
the shiny black stone. Thig is behind the altar and eyes
the tapestry with curiousity. Thig hears Ben'dar and without
turning says out loud.]
Thig: "There no magic left. You can touch it."
[Ben'dar with caution touches the stone. There seems to be
shimmering white crystals among the stone. Its almost like
marble but smooth. Like Jade but black. The altar must
weight several hundred pounds and must've taken some time
to get imported here. It looks expensive and impressive but
he is no expert on the stone stuff. He rounds the table and
spots a broadsword behind the back of the altar. Z'leyra had
also first noticed it in her initial attack on the priestess.
Thig senses his movement and continues out loud.]
Thig: "I checked its harmless."
[Ben'dar eyes the sword and picks it up. L'p'nth aren't known
for using broadswords. It almost looks ceremonial or a show
piece like the pike in the library. Out of place for this
place. Maybe it served some function in the past or in current
rituals? Farseeker would probably like the sword but he already
has one. The sword has a simple hilt and doesn't look too
extraordinary. Ben'dar looks down at the altar and recalls
that only 4 months ago he was on such a position. Though he
was in a ritual dirt circle (or was it a chaotic pentagram?).
He looks up at the party. Its funny how sacrifices lead to
rescue in situations like this. Could this girl be someone
who will join the party like Ben'dar did? He ponders the
question while he looks around the room.]
[Chion nears the Priestess closely. This one was tricky.
She had skills he might someday want to know. This shield
stuff could be powerful for one like himself. He glances
over at the girl. He has been alone for some time but
she doesn't spark much interest in him. This girl...this
power...does however. He eyes the burnt flesh the slime
did to her legs. Her boots are slag now. She still stands
in place as if up against a wall due to his Staff's spell.
Its odd but he could've swore when he used the staff it felt
warm to the touch. Maybe it was his adrenaline and sweat?
But when he used it before it didn't seem that way. Maybe
its this place. Balrog had pilfered her treasure of coins
and dagger from her poerson so searching her is useless.
He ponders the last 90 minutes in his head and wonders if
taking this fort for himself would be useful. It was
a joke at first. But surely there will be others coming
here and this fort is hundreds of miles deep in L'p'nth
territory. its also a large place to staff and man. It
would be near impossible to support and man for long before
the mountain barbarians retook it. As he ponders this
minutes pass. Suddenly the priestess slams to the ground
as the spell ends. This startles the party but Chion stands
smiling to himself waiting for it. To meet A'gar was
unfournate. He had hoped to maybe meet and deal with her
in foreplay first. Taunt her. But pride with standing he
had to deal with her before she got away. Its ironic that
she would hit him with a flame spell. Unconsciously he
checks his healed wounds. If she was likely the second
in command where is the leader? Did he flee? Maybe he
got worried about Chion. That might make sense. Could
he or she or it be on the first floor? Maybe he thinks
he is safe in his or her power base.....power...a word
that can be scary and tempting...]
[Farseeker watches the hallway anxious to move on. He
is befuddled and depressed by the combat. His great
sword can slice through plate like its butter. Yet
he couldn't even do it to her. Magic! If man is
going to survive he has to conquer magic. Might over
magic is always right! Or is it? Xian he has known for
a long time. But the other magic users like Chion and
Z'leyra a shorter time. Xian doesn't flaunt his magic
to Farseeker so he is more friendly with him. But in
dealing all these months with the others maybe magic is
better than might? Nah. He quietly shakes his head
from the though. if anything they have their good and
bad points. Their over use and under use. But magic
he'll never get fully used to. He turns his great sword
in his nimble fingers in his right hand and looks at
the blade in the candlelight. Give him a sword and he'll
survive. He looks over his shoulder. As long as there
is magic to heal him. He sheaths his sword and walks back
into the room. he sees Thig eyeing the tapestry.]
Farseeker: "Looks stupid."
Thig: "I don't recognize it. Usually when these things are
used in temples they show the gods they represent. Their
faith. But this..this is only some mountains and a silver
road. The columns show more of their faith than thsi thing."
Farseeker: "So why is it here?"
Thig: "Who knows."
Farseeker: "Is it worth anything?"
Thig: "I'm sure to someone. But I'd not pay a brass bit for it."
[Farseeker turns to eye Thig and quietly speaks.]
Farseeker: "I don't trust the girl."
Thig: "I don't know just gut feeling."
Thig: "Ben'dar was in the same boat. He has turned out
okay. So far that is."
Farseeker: "Yes but he is still head strong. He likely
has the cl...the item with him. That endangers us all.
I've seen how he looks at it. I saw the same looks
from mages who though great orbs or devices could make
them gods."
Thig: "Yes. I've seen the same thing. We'll have to keep
our eyes open."
Farseeker: "Are we prepared to deal with the situation though?"
Thig: "He isn't stupid. I'm sure he'll make the wise move."
[Thig ponders the conversation and glance back at the tapestry.
A weird one. he glances at the columns. What group is
this faith? Kaylle would know. He seems smarter than Thig
but he'd never admit it to anyone. He'll have to make
notes on these symbols for his scrolls to tell Kaylle later.
He sees the Priestess fall and looks at Chion. That staff
of his is unique. He has sensed power from it and something
else. Something he can't place. There is only so much
his senses can detect. If he could only study the staff
more but he won't risk it. Chion wouldn't allow it. He
eyes the Priestess and smiles. Shields are nice but there
are always spells to affect beyond shields. He has honed
his mind spells quite well. Course the other faerry would
not think highly of the mind spells but he doesn't care.
He left home due to his studies clouding the closed minds
of the other Faerry. This thought brings him back to
Varange on Clima. He knew Varange's reputation previously.
His arrogance and power has grown greatly. He wonders if
he is heading that way? Of course being with these humans
has softened him somewhat. He'll have to change that ane
make his reputation for a prankster and hard nose come back
to him...]
[Strie'bog hands Ben'dar the Pike and looks around the room.
While Thig did the dirty work his arrow did finish off
the Priestess officially before the slime did. The thought
rattles his brain. In one way she was defenseless. But
in another way it was a mercy kill. The slime would've
surely killed her anyways, wouldn't it? Would his mother
have agreed to the quick action of his bow? He doesn't know.
He misses his homeland. One minute he is getting a job
singing in Cholchara and the next he is in adventures with
a wild assorted bunch of folks. Odd. Strie'bog looks
around the room. These are clearly not the faith of his
father as well. These seem dark and foreboding to him.
The images tug at his mind. Maybe it was that Knowledge
download about the claw. But he can't yet place it. Ther
eis something here but not here. Maybe it'll come to him
after a good sleep? He looks at his bow and smiles. It
was the first time he used guided arrow since he learned
the basics. It worked rather well. Heck the spell could
in theory be used to round corners maybe? But the monks
did warn him loss of sight could end the spell? Was that
a real thing or a bluff? As the minutes pass he sees
the Priestess fall and forgot to get the arrow from her.
Its broke now. Oh well. That's what? Five or six arrows
lost this morning....]
[Trembyl lands quietly onto the hallway floor as the Levitat
spell ends. He looks around and sees no one but hears
Xian still invisible. He enters the Ritual room and gives
his cloak to the girl. For the first time he sees her body
before its covered up. She almost looks a girlfriend from
years ago. He misses his home and its been a long time.
He coughs and thinks its the dust in the room. Then he
recalls the gray mist. He isn't sure what that was but
he is still alive. So he guesses it was harmless or
a failed spell? He sees Balrog near.]
Trembyl: "We should go to one of the bedrooms and get a robe
I saw for her. I think it was in the 7th or 8th one."
Balrog: "We? Isn't that the one with the creature?"
Trembyl: "Naw. its dead anyways. Let's go."
[Trembyl wraps his arm around Balrog and leds him out the
door.]
Trembyl: "We'll be right back..."
[Balrog turns to the door and the party..]
Balrog: "We? I didn't --" he is clipped off as he is
dragged down the hall and continues "--sign up for
this. Okay okay! I'm coming. You should get that
cough checked out."
Trembyl: "Not used to this much dust in a enclosed area like
this."
[It takes them almost 5 minutes but they do return with
a bundle of clothes that might fit her.]
[Xian had watched the combat quietly from the door frame.
He knows he is wounded and probably not a great asset to
the party. He hears that chittering noise as the slimes
are dispelled. Rats. Why did it have to be rats? Ever
since that day he was chased into the sewage pit by those
bullies as a child he has hated rats. Funny it was
his brother, Timon who saved him from them. How does Xian
repay that? He kills him on Clima. But Timon was evil
wasn't he? Just surcombed to the thrall of power. He
becomes sad as memories flood back to him and watches
the party do their thing quietly.]
[Adrenaline flows through Z'leyra as mana exits her body and
staff with great intensity. Thig had seen some of it and
looked like a fire or lightning storm to his eyes. As
she exits the shamanic trance she recalls the events. She
goes over to check the girl out.]
[Unali looks at her boots and find them beyond hope. To
find black boots is hard thing to do. She could kill the
Priestess. Too bad she didn't get the chance. She looks
around the room and examines it quietly. She spots the
girl Ben'dar carries. She wonders if the girl is just
a priestess in apprenticeship? If so she will keep a
hand on her dagger. She kicks off her boots and wonders
where she can find some more. She recalls A'gar had huge
feet but that other girl int he library had small feet
like hers. She heads to the door and looks into the
hallway. She sees Trembyl and Xian when he appears from
his invisible spell. She tells them quietly.]
Unali: ""Just a second, I will find a pair of suitable boots."
[It takes her about 4 minutes but she gets tot he library and
finds the girl's boots. They seem to fit nicely. But they
are brown not her black favorite for stealth. Oh well it
will do for now. As she exits the library she hears a rat
scurry across the room and inspect A'gar. A rat in a library?
The wards for that must've been forgotten. She quickly returns
to the Ritual room and waits as the girl is inepxcted.]
[Z'leyra examines her boots. They are damaged from the acid.
While the boots were magical they still took some damage.
It would appear 1/3rd of the boots is destroyed. But they
are still wearable. She could patch them up maybe with
some leather patches but it would take some time.]
[Z'leyra places her gear on the floor. She inspects the
girl and finds her in good shape. But she is asleep or
unconscious. Both her and Ben'dar have trouble waking her.
Z'leyra then recalls Kasha. She had to throw him into
Oblivion like Caladan to save him.]
Farseeker: "Where is Kasha?"
[Z'leyra explains he was attacked and since he had little
magic defense unlike Chion and others he was affected
worse of everyone. She had to save him by throwing him into
Oblivion. She asks that water skins be ready when she
calls him back in case theres slime. She asks Thig about
other magic but he says there is only one the candle magic
still left. She casts Oblivion and has burn ointment ready
just in case.]
[Seconds later Kasha reappears from nowhere. He immediately
starts slapping his legs in a frantic mode. The party
use water to get rid of any slime but 99% of it was gone
by the spell's power. It did not join him. He looks
up and wonders what happened. One minute he is over there
the next he's here? A confused look covers his face.
Z'leyra checks him over.]
[Kasha looks around and suddenly sees the combat over and
the carpet tore up and patched with dirt. He barely hears
Z'leyrs when she explains the spell. Is that what death
is like he wonders? Not to feel anything? Was he gone
long? Hours? No it doesn't seem. The girl is still asleep?
The girl? She is interesting and excites him for a few
seconds before he realizes Z'leyra is close by and stops that
emotion down before he blushes. She checks his wounds and
applies burn ointment. This time he hears her tell he cna't
be healed again magically since he was previously. He
feels weak but moderate. Still in good fighting position.
A Bhamotin merc is trained to fight even in the worst cases
of injury.[
[Z'leyra detecs Kashs is about 55-60% of his full strength.
But is in good shape for him.]
[z'leyra returns to the girl. Its been about 5 minutes.
She again tries to wake her using a forceful series of
gestures on her body. With the party assembled around
the girl slowly wakes from slumber. She wakes up to
reveal green eyes against her black hair. She reaches for
the cloak as she notices the party. She backs away on her
butt and bumps against Balrog who looks down. Startled she
rises to her feet and almost drops the cloak. Z'leyra stands
and tries to calm her with holding her arm. The girl doesn't
seem to be too worried about modesty as the cloak doesn't
hide much. She eyes each person and begins to speak. Her
words are not known and seem to be a language no one knows.]
[Z'leyra tries to explain her name and talk to her in
several languages. The girl looks on but doesn't understand.
As Z'leyra continues the girl slowly moves back and bumps
against Balrog again. She looks up at Balrog and notices
he is rather handsome compared to the others. She feels
safe with him. She looks at Z'leyra who tries to get
close. The girl continues to speak and looks over Z'leyras
shoulder at the altar and then her eyes widen when she
sees the dead Priestess.]
Xian: "I don't think she likes you Z'leyra. She may think
your one of the Priestess."
[Z'leyra prepares a communicate spell but as soon as she
speaks the words the girl gasps and her shoulder bumps
against Balrog. Balrog puts his arm around her as the
girl places her head in his shoulders and looks down.
The girl turns to face the party quickly and eyes the
strange folks like Strie'bog, Thig and Z'leyra. She
turns back to Balrog and tries to get away but Balrog
holds her in place without being forceful.]
Trembyl: "She doesn't like us."
[Then Z'leyra finishes her spell and talks to the girl.
The girl turns around and stares. Z'leyra hears these
words.]
Girl: "..No no!..let me go! I must be for ..."
[But her voice breaks as she struggles to free herself
she turns to Balrog. Before Balrog can react she
grabs a dagger from his belt and struggles with it.
But Balrog is stronger and forces the dagger out of her
hand. Unali leaps forward with her own dagger but the
girl pushes Balrog into Unali as both bump the girl
heads for the door and into the hallway. With a good
3 second head start the party run after her. She heads
south as Thig tries to catch up in the air Z'leyra realizes
her speed spell is over and is normal speed. All try to
catch her. At 20 feet the female bends over the 2 guards
in the hallway the party killed (the patrol ones). She
grabs a dagger and waves it. She says something like
"No no! Stay away! I must go.." But as the party nears
she plunges the dagger into her neck and the main artery.
By the time the party gets to her Z'leyra tries to stop
the bleeding. The girl "..for him..". As Z'leyra prepares
a spell she can't do magic and healing at the same time.
The blood loss is great and she tries to stop it but half
her neck seems to be ripped open and the bandages doesn't
stop the bleeding. The girl slumps and dies. Z'leyra
inspects her and could do a healing spell but her blood loss
is great and she would need regeneration.]
Farseeker: "That was odd. She wanted to be killed? For
him who? Maybe she voluntered for the ritual?"
Actions? Comments?
Next update Friday...
*** ATTENTION MAGIC USERS***
Version 2 of the PNP rules has changed alot of aspects of the
spells. I was honored to see Richard included about 80 of
my 200+ new spells. But Richard also revamped many of them
on his own. I've noticed Base Mana Costs, Durations and
Damages on some have changed. I will use v1 stats for character
sheets until the end of the game. Then I'll go through the
sheets and redo them to reflect v2 rules. This might benefit
and hinder some as BMCs for example have risen and fallen. So
that may mean more experience and less in some. But it could
also more and less mana costs. Just a heads up to let you
folks. Also if you want to learn one of my new spells or the
others we'll have to work on finding scrolls or teachers :)
As you've seen Shield Powers is just one of the cool new ones.
Ran out of time to include the NEW stuff i wanted to. Will
do a supplement tomorrow night and release on wednesday.
I don't have time to spell check this one sorry. So bear
with any errors. I had to type it up fast. I just kept
going on the introspection stuff of the characters. It seems
to apply and hope you folks agree? If not let me know.
More to come in 2 days!
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