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Thread: The Theatre of Masks
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2014-06-02, 08:20 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Oct 2011
- Location
- The last place you look
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
"I'm just a little girl. You guys are the 'sponsible grown-ups." The Bard is clearly having fun with being a kid. "But seriously, though. I just got here. I don't know much at all about this quest."
Avatar by Venetian Mask. It's of an NPC from a campaign I may yet run (possibly in PbP) who became a favorite of mine while planning.
I am a 10/14/11/15/12/14 LG Clr 2
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2014-06-02, 08:33 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2007
- Location
- Lost in the Town
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Raril looks down at The Bard and frowns. "You don't have to be a little girl, though. You could be anything. Like that High Elf with the bloody sword." The drow clearly didn't trust this... person, whatever it was. He was careful to keep 'Candace' in front of him where she could be seen.
~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
Avatar by HappyTurtle.
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2014-06-02, 08:36 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2006
- Location
- Irving, TX
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Thorvard looks at Mist and Helen
Didn't you get a compass, or tracer, or anything? Surely they didn't send you out empty handed?
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2014-06-02, 08:39 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Mar 2013
- Location
- Elsewhere
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Helen shakes her head and says, "All we know is that what we're looking for is in these catacombs somewhere...Not even Lady Caroline knows where it is."
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2014-06-02, 08:44 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Sep 2012
- Location
- Definitely lost
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
"We've gotten a look at our objective, though. It's really noticeable. All we have is a tracer to lead us in the direction of the Temple, which our goal should be between from here. If you would like to split up I suppose we could, Helen and I each taking a team, else we can just ford ahead." Mist says.
Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2014-06-02, 08:49 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2006
- Location
- Irving, TX
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Thorvard nods
That's more like it: Which way does it point?
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2014-06-02, 08:56 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Sep 2012
- Location
- Definitely lost
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Mist will take out the aforementioned object and point somewhat over dramatically in the direction it is indicating.
Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2014-06-02, 09:06 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2006
- Location
- Irving, TX
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Thorvard tries to be discrete about sniffing as he gazes in the mentioned direction, pretending to wipe his nose.
There's something weird down that way... be on your guard.
for his part, he draws a very unpleasant looking 8-inch stiletto from a hidden sheath before heading in the direction.Last edited by Fenric; 2014-06-02 at 09:06 PM.
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2014-06-02, 09:13 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Oct 2011
- Location
- The last place you look
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Candace looks around to make sure no one not in the party is in earshot, before switching back to The Bard's personality. "I told you..." He realizes he knows almost no one's names. "Sir Drow. It's been a while since I've been young. Let me relish in my youth! And if you're wondering why a girl, it's because I thought it'd be creepier when I entered as a ghost. Now it's just laziness."
Avatar by Venetian Mask. It's of an NPC from a campaign I may yet run (possibly in PbP) who became a favorite of mine while planning.
I am a 10/14/11/15/12/14 LG Clr 2
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2014-06-02, 09:16 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Mar 2013
- Location
- Elsewhere
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Helen nods as she slides the two daggers out of her sleeves, fails to catch them, blushes and says, "Oops..." as she picks them up, and then says, "Well, then. I think we should go that way, but probably very carefully. Any other ideas?"
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2014-06-02, 09:18 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Sep 2012
- Location
- Definitely lost
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Mist will actually keep his weapons sheathed. He has enough that he might want to choose what he pulls out. Besides, he's actually extremely proud of how fast he's gotten his drawing-speed. He practices even though he never fights.
Oh, and he'll also take a sniff of the air to try and figure out what this strange thing is.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2014-06-02, 09:24 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2007
- Location
- Lost in the Town
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
"Youth is all well and good, but I don't understand who or what you are, and honestly I don't like that." The drow says bluntly. "And you may call me Raril." He adds, his voice softening. Raril was beginning to realize he was being paranoid. Of course, that didn't mean he was wrong, either.
Seeing the others arm themselves, Raril unslings the crossbow from his back and sets a bolt with a click. It was a rather heavy looking device, but finely crafted with a set of brass sights on the front. The wear on the stock showed it had been used many times before and the drow carried it with ease.~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
Avatar by HappyTurtle.
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2014-06-02, 09:27 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2006
- Location
- Irving, TX
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
The smell ahead... keeps changing. Is it fish? Is it grapefruit? Is it freshly mown grass? Or perhaps stilton cheese? Oh, and rat: very, very much rat. Very close. And moving along nicely in front.
Right along where Thorvard is.
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2014-06-02, 09:29 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Mar 2013
- Location
- Elsewhere
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Sadly, Helen does not have a finely tuned sense of smell of a therianthrope of any variety, so she proceeds along the tunnel, cautious and on guard for any...apparitions.
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2014-06-02, 09:40 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Sep 2012
- Location
- Definitely lost
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Mist snorts. He's not sure what's going on in that sense, but it might have something to do with how many shapeshifters are around. Although Caroline mentioned wild magic, maybe it's here too?
Regardless, he still advances, albeit cautiously, his bare foot-pads barely making a sound.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2014-08-24, 07:17 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jun 2006
- Location
- Irving, TX
- Gender
Re: The Theatre of Masks
Thorvard is sitting in his office, contemplating how to best handle Certain's instructions when a stunningly beautiful woman walks in. His crux informs him that it is an illusion, but he has a very hard time listening to it when she speaks in a sultry voice.
You don't really want to throw all this away on a piddly little whisper demon now, do you?
Thorvard blinks and flexes his wings
My mistress is not "piddly"
L'Narith laughs with a sound that drives men mad
Come now, my little wererat-demon... surely your artistic soul desires more than that?