Private D&D Game

liam134 · December 22, 2012, 01:39:50 AM

Yea, Vex proceeded away from the forest the stranger went into. Which is why I asked Misha if she thought there was a forest on each side, because her post confused me. She explained the Vex went into the opposing forest, because Misha thought we were already on a path between two separate forests.

Sano Arcanos · December 22, 2012, 01:43:27 AM

Quote from: liam134;610773Yea, Vex proceeded away from the forest the stranger went into. Which is why I asked Misha if she thought there was a forest on each side, because her post confused me. She explained the Vex went into the opposing forest, because Misha thought we were already on a path between two separate forests.

Regardless of which side she goes into, there is a very high chance that the shadowy stranger wasn't the only one there. It's exceptionally unlikely that only one person is in the area.

Sano Arcanos · December 22, 2012, 01:46:04 AM

Quote from: liam134;610771I just didn't know it was night, although you did say the Morpheus thing, I just did not realize what he was at the time and even after finding out I did not realize you were being literal. As far as races, Falchion really just does not care, but not it a "Whatever" way. He thinks beings should be known on the basis of their actions.

And I believe Misha is under the impression that we are in a path in the middle of a forest. So if the random guy we saw was on the right of us, she went into the forest on the left.

I thought we were on a path in between a forest and a steep hill.

I thought it was early morning, and that was why there was no traffic...

Finish the quote, Liam. "There is no traffic on the road at this time of day, so you are, for all intents and purposes, allow. Off in the distance, you hear the slight call of ravens, signaling the day's death and the evening's birth. From a casual glance, you see no one awaiting you."

Mishafox113 · December 22, 2012, 01:50:58 AM

Perception Check:

Nature Check:

Insight:

Dungeoneering:

History:

Arcane:

liam134 · December 22, 2012, 01:50:59 AM

Ah. Well. At this stage, I am confused, because I thought Vex was walking to the woods, and Jack, Mith, Derrak and Falchion were all still on the road, but then Jack teleported away to the camp ... So yea

Shinynicoli · December 22, 2012, 01:52:11 AM

Lets just continue guys. I love all of you.
I'll repost from earlier.

So far. It's nighttime.
We're setting camp.
In the forest.
Here we go.

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i help Vex set up camp. In doing so, I observe my party members. The iron warforged. The beast. The drunken dwarf. As I round my gaze to Mithanos, I ask, 'Young One, of what racial origin are you? I think you may be older than your appearance suggests.'

Mishafox113 · December 22, 2012, 01:53:29 AM

Quote from: Shinynicoli;610779Lets just continue guys. I love all of you.
I'll repost from earlier.

So far. It's nighttime.
We're setting camp.
In the forest.
Here we go.

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i help Vex set up camp. In doing so, I observe my party members. The iron warforged. The beast. The drunken dwarf. As I round my gaze to Mithanos, I ask, 'Young One, of what racial origin are you? I think you may be older than your appearance suggests.'

We can't move on. We have a stagnant dwarf and a DJ that is working right now.

Sano Arcanos · December 22, 2012, 01:59:32 AM

Just set up camp. I'm not arguing this anymore.

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The NIGHT is dark. A crescent moon is in the sky, though clouds from a storm that had come through a few days ago still lingered, causing the light to dim drastically occasionally. A night owl calls in the forest, ready to hunt. Dawn is several hours away, and not even a hint of the rosy aura of the sun's rising is present in the sky. It is dark in the forest and on the trail.

Your party has set up a camp just inside the forest.

Sky Clouden · December 22, 2012, 03:11:59 AM

Wow... I did not expect all that... Ah...

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I'm just a normal little half-elf!" I say with a huge grin. Nervously,I flick my tongue across my sharp teeth and wince when they cut it. "Fuck!" i yelp. Softly, I suckle the damaged organ and bemoan the few drops that had escaped before I managed to escape before I closed my mouth. Grinning again, I giggle sinisterly. "Well... Normal is a relative term, isn't it? Yup. I'm just a little half-elf. But I'll grow up one day, and I'll be as big as you! Just watch me! I'll be the biggest star out there!!! Yeah!!!!"

Maintain!

liam134 · December 22, 2012, 03:37:46 AM

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"Right, Boy Sorcerer, get some sleep. Same for you Dwarf. Vex, if you insist on guarding, stay up with Jack for two hours, then get some rest. I trust all of you fleshlings have some form of bedroll to sleep in. Jack, tell me when four hours have passed. Ill take over for the remaining four hours."

The metal brute finds a nice, sturdy tree, and lowers himself to the ground. His eyes dim from their usual red glow, til they are unable to be seen outside the mask. Sitting there, his back supported by the tree, Falchion quiets his internal systems and retreats back into whatever device functions as his brain.

Shinynicoli · December 22, 2012, 09:14:14 AM

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'Sleep well, my friends. We will guard your rest this night.'
I turn to Mithanos. 'Half elf huh? I still believe there's more to you than meets the eye. I suppose you'll tell us over time.' *pats Mith's head*
I sit upon the ground and begin watch.

Sky Clouden · December 22, 2012, 11:05:47 AM

In order for maximum hilarity, read the secondary boxes after reading the stand alone sentences. Also, everything in the secondary boxes that are in quotation marks ("xyz") can be assumed to have been said out loud... Also, as I think people would rather not have their retina seared with all the red writing, can I just say that, aside from what's said out loud, no one knows what he's thinking? This is just some funnies to lighten the mood!

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I growl softly under my breath at being patted on my head. Secretly, I want to bite the hand that offended, but I realize that straw might not be the best taste to go to bed with. 'Not as bad as artichoke, but definitely up there. Probably around rancid milk? Maybe a little closer licorice? Licorice makes my tongue numb... and it smells really weird. Kind of like that thing over there. The short one. With the beard. He smells like... "cheap pleasures of the world"... that's what Master called that smell... not that it's a particularly mild smell... that's a weird word... smell... smmmmmeeeellllll.... smell. Shmell. Shmill... Shill... Shilling... have shilled... will have shilled... am shilling... shilt? Shi- oops... almost thought a no-no word... that was close... wait... didn't I already say shit? Damn it! Oh no! I did another one! Wait... does it count in my head? But I already said shit out loud... fuck! Oh... uh... well... that one certainly counts... what the fuck! Why the hell is there a stick up my ass! Damn ground... damn sticks... damn trees dropping their dead parts all over the place, trying to get all up on me like that... If I'd been naked, that would have gone right where the sun don't shine! That would have hurt bad like... almost as bad as wrestling a razorback... wrestling in general kind of hurts... especially when you're fighting for real. Then you don't get any of the safety stuff... ah fuck it... I'm going to bed. Wonder what's for breakies? I hope sausage. I love sausage! Blood sausage, especially. Real blood sausage, not that cheap human stuff... Oh, and eggs! And some bacon and toast that's kinda dark...'

"But not too dark, cause then it hurts my mouth something fierce..."

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'Oh, and jam, because I love jam! Sweet, sticky gooey jam... Raspberry, Strawberry, Blueberry, Black Currant, Boysenberry... I'd lick that off of anything! Spilled on the table? No problem! Dishes? Delish! Cups, empty jars, cupboards, furniture... dressers... chests... maybe not cheap chests, though... might get splinters... but it's so yummy!'

"Hell, I'd lick that sweet sticky goo off of any chest!"

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'Mmm... all this thought about breakies makes me hungry... but I'm tired... this spot isn't that comfy... Plus there's that stick that's trying to "plunder my boycave"... whatever that means...' I eye the stick suspiciously. 'Master always says never trust a "phallic-esque object" too close to your rear... whatever that means. But I'm betting whatever that is is definitely what this stick is. Rather not shit splinters for a week, thank you Mr. Stick. I'm sure you're a lovely... stick... but... you're just not my type! You're so scrawny and twiggy and... a stick. No curves! No jiggles! No smooth, voluptuousness awaiting a vigorous... ah... well... you know... hehehe... yeah... need the jiggles... hey! I just used that word Master taught me! Yay!' I bounce excitedly. 'OUCH! Damn stick again! And the ground is like ninety-nine percent rock and one percent stick. It's like rocks on rocks on rocks...'

"I bet if I just bounced down on it...Ow... it's really, really hard!"

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That's it! This spot isn't gonna work out... let's see... the spot by the scarecrow looks comfy... there's even some moss! That'd be soft and warm! Imma ask if I can sleep over there... Gotta make it sound cute though... that'll make him feel sorry for me. Hey! He might even let me use some of his straw for a pillow!

"Mr. Scarecrow, can I sleep with you? I'm so cold and alone over here, and it's so hard it hurts just laying here! I don't know what else to do..."

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'Nailed it! Booyah! That'd probably make even the Metal Man feel sorry for me!'

Sano Arcanos · December 22, 2012, 11:48:36 AM

Quote from: Sky Clouden;610845In order for maximum hilarity, read the secondary boxes after reading the stand alone sentences. Also, everything in the secondary boxes that are in quotation marks ("xyz") can be assumed to have been said out loud... Also, as I think people would rather not have their retina seared with all the red writing, can I just say that, aside from what's said out loud, no one knows what he's thinking? This is just some funnies to lighten the mood!

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I growl softly under my breath at being patted on my head. Secretly, I want to bite the hand that offended, but I realize that straw might not be the best taste to go to bed with. 'Not as bad as artichoke, but definitely up there. Probably around rancid milk? Maybe a little closer licorice? Licorice makes my tongue numb... and it smells really weird. Kind of like that thing over there. The short one. With the beard. He smells like... "cheap pleasures of the world"... that's what Master called that smell... not that it's a particularly mild smell... that's a weird word... smell... smmmmmeeeellllll.... smell. Shmell. Shmill... Shill... Shilling... have shilled... will have shilled... am shilling... shilt? Shi- oops... almost thought a no-no word... that was close... wait... didn't I already say shit? Damn it! Oh no! I did another one! Wait... does it count in my head? But I already said shit out loud... fuck! Oh... uh... well... that one certainly counts... what the fuck! Why the hell is there a stick up my ass! Damn ground... damn sticks... damn trees dropping their dead parts all over the place, trying to get all up on me like that... If I'd been naked, that would have gone right where the sun don't shine! That would have hurt bad like... almost as bad as wrestling a razorback... wrestling in general kind of hurts... especially when you're fighting for real. Then you don't get any of the safety stuff... ah fuck it... I'm going to bed. Wonder what's for breakies? I hope sausage. I love sausage! Blood sausage, especially. Real blood sausage, not that cheap human stuff... Oh, and eggs! And some bacon and toast that's kinda dark...'

"But not too dark, cause then it hurts my mouth something fierce..."

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'Oh, and jam, because I love jam! Sweet, sticky gooey jam... Raspberry, Strawberry, Blueberry, Black Currant, Boysenberry... I'd lick that off of anything! Spilled on the table? No problem! Dishes? Delish! Cups, empty jars, cupboards, furniture... dressers... chests... maybe not cheap chests, though... might get splinters... but it's so yummy!'

"Hell, I'd lick that sweet sticky goo off of any chest!"

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'Mmm... all this thought about breakies makes me hungry... but I'm tired... this spot isn't that comfy... Plus there's that stick that's trying to "plunder my boycave"... whatever that means...' I eye the stick suspiciously. 'Master always says never trust a "phallic-esque object" too close to your rear... whatever that means. But I'm betting whatever that is is definitely what this stick is. Rather not shit splinters for a week, thank you Mr. Stick. I'm sure you're a lovely... stick... but... you're just not my type! You're so scrawny and twiggy and... a stick. No curves! No jiggles! No smooth, voluptuousness awaiting a vigorous... ah... well... you know... hehehe... yeah... need the jiggles... hey! I just used that word Master taught me! Yay!' I bounce excitedly. 'OUCH! Damn stick again! And the ground is like ninety-nine percent rock and one percent stick. It's like rocks on rocks on rocks...'

"I bet if I just bounced down on it...Ow... it's really, really hard!"

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That's it! This spot isn't gonna work out... let's see... the spot by the scarecrow looks comfy... there's even some moss! That'd be soft and warm! Imma ask if I can sleep over there... Gotta make it sound cute though... that'll make him feel sorry for me. Hey! He might even let me use some of his straw for a pillow!

"Mr. Scarecrow, can I sleep with you? I'm so cold and alone over here, and it's so hard it hurts just laying here! I don't know what else to do..."

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'Nailed it! Booyah! That'd probably make even the Metal Man feel sorry for me!'

I had to attach my reply...

Shinynicoli · December 22, 2012, 03:55:41 PM

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I look to the sorcerer rolling and bouncing and muttering to himself. He walks over and asks his question. Of course you can sleep here, Young One. I will keep you warm. This child delights me.

Mishafox113 · December 22, 2012, 08:05:59 PM

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Vex is asleep.