[Taocow PBEM] Chapter VII - Into the Land of Mists

[Troy Imlach]

[Talas]
Talas moves toward the window and looks behind the
Black curtain and through the window.

-if there is nothing of interest to been seen ether
behind the curtain or through the window, then Talas
will head for the new stairwell.
[/Talas]

OOC: What is the purpose of the / at the end of our
replays?
--- Aaron Clausen <mightymartianca at gmail.com> wrote:

> > [GM]
> > "What's happening?" Phaeton cries out to Osiris
> and Alex.  As if to answer
> > his question, the fog parts to reveal a column of
> lit torches, perhaps
> > some twenty strong, marching up the hill towards
> the company.
> > [/GM]
> 
> > [Alex]
> > At a loss for what to do, Alex falls back on her
> military training, she 
> > grabs her rifle and hopes that it can deal with
> whatever is coming.
> > [/Alex]
> 
> [meanwhile, back in the ruined house...]
> 
> > > [Lady Frost]
> > > "Um, I know I don't know much about your kinds
> of magic, but I do know
> > > enough to think that if those things were enough
> to secure the door
> > > against whatever trashed this place, I'd bet
> it's secured against astral
> > > projection as well."
> >
> > > Frost walks back down the stairs and looks
> around for a place to rest
> > > that could be at least made to be comfortable.
> > > [/Lady Frost]
> 
> > [Talas]
> > Talas turns to Lady Frost "Yes M'Lady that may be
> so. But you might be
> > surprised but the number of times a person will go
> to great expense to bar
> > a door. And at the same time ignore the walls
> around it." Talas then turns
> > back to Rob black, "Mr. Black anything?"
> > [/Talas]
> 
> [Rod Black]
> "Nothing that I can tell." Rod replies.
> [/Rod Black]
> 
> [...]
> 
> > [Lady Frost]
> > Frost gets to her feet with a rather bewildered
> expression.
> > 
> > Glancing at Arden and Lena, she moves past them
> into the room beyond the
> > now shattered door.
> > 
> > "Don't know about you two, but I want to know
> who's got the power to put
> > me in la-la land in this form."
> > [/Lady Frost]
> 
> > [Talas]
> > "Aye  M'Lady. But I am more interested in who woke
> us up."
> >
> > Talas then follows Lady Frost through the door
> into the room. Talas scans
> > the room for markings or since of its use.
> > [/Talas]
> 
> [GM]
> Lena laughs.  "When you find out, you let me know. 
> I had a perfectly good
> job on a ship until you guys came along."
> [/GM]
> 
> > [Bongo]
> > "I'm with you," Bongo mutters as he shakes his
> head a bit.  "I know I was
> > dog tired, but that just wasn't... natural."
> > [/Bongo]
> 
> > [Lady Frost] 
> > "That's an understatement.  Why do you think I
> changed forms back on the
> > ship?  Betcha Frosty never fell asleep at the
> wheel."
> > 
> > She glances towards Bongo and noted the look he
> gave her.  "Frosty the
> > snowman.  Wears a magic hat.  Really good at
> sledding."
> > [/Lady Frost]
> 
> [GM]
> Lena looks sideways at Lady Frost.  "Um, is that
> some song they sing in
> Russia?"
> 
> Lady Frost and Talas walk through the door, and
> Talas looks around
> carefully.  The room contains no furniture, and
> there is a thick layer of
> dust on the floor.  There is a single window near
> the mysterious stair well,
> but a black curtain covers it.  There is a cold
> draft coming from the other
> stairwell.
> [/GM]
> 
> [meanwhile back outside...]
> 
> [GM] The approaching column of torches stops, and
> the somewhat indistinct
> murmurs can be heard through the fog.  Then there
> comes the sound of an
> approaching horse.  The mists part to reveal a small
> horse, little bigger
> than a pony, and a man-like figure of equally short
> stature, dressed in
> dented armor with a rather medieval-looking helmet,
> a short sword and
> energy rifle slung to his back.  He is holding a
> white flag in one hand.
> 
> The man lifts the visor of helmet, and the blue and
> red glow of some
> interior electronics illuminates his face, a
> horribly twisted affair with
> half the nose missing and replaced by a thick scar. 
> The eyes are both
> cybernetic and his chin looks to have been severely
> burned.  But it is
> fairly obvious for all of that this man is no man at
> all, but a Dwarf!"
> 
> "I am the Herald of the Lord of the K'murd-faka." he
> says in a thickly
> accented voice.  "I demand your immediate
> surrender."
> [/GM]
> 
> -- 
> Aaron Clausen	mightymartianca at gmail.com
> 
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