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Started by Anastasia, November 09, 2008, 10:51:56 PM

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Anastasia

Sacchin runs to the door way into the study, using the door as a shield! As she does, there is a ripple above the steaming vats of molten metal! A large cannon appears over it, long and metallic and not melting despite being right over the metal! A small tube runs from the bottom of the cannon to into the metal.

Sacchin, you can shoot it if you like before anything else.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

You know what, that tunnel is looking really good right now.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

If you wanna run down it, go ahead and do so.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Sacchin realises she cannot discorporate into bats when attacked, and nor can she regenerate in this form. Discretion is something she is learning about very quickly, and she opts to dash down the tunnel rather than stick around up here!
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Sacchin runs down into the study! It's a nice, warm place! There's a big wooden table with chairs, a bookshelf stocked with books, a fire place, a small pantry, and a wine shelf. The shelf has dozens of different colored bottles, some of the glowing and all of them odd, strange colors. The floor is carpeted and soft.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Sacchin wanders over to the bookshelf and squints at the volumes that adorn it, perhaps pulling a few out at random.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

The books look to be all about metal and steelmaking: Iron smelting and you, Steel Bars, The glory of hot metal, and so on. Of course, that's only checking a random sample.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

The table comes next! At least, if there's anything on it.

If there isn't, Sacchin naturally moves on to the pantry.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

The table has a single sheet of paper on it. It's written:

"Warning: Potion Shelf unorganized. Use at own risk!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Sacchin isn't too fond of the idea of drinking random potions. But blue and green are good, aren't they? And red should be good as well, because it's the colour of blood.

Nonetheless, Sacchin moves onto the pantry next.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

The pantry has some food - some bread, several jugs of water, that sort of thing. All dry goods, but they look edible.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Of no interest to Sacchin! The other fleshbags might need it if they're into that sort of nourishment.

She then checks out the fireplace (unless it's lit, or something like that.)
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

The fireplace is not lit. There are a few ashes at the bottom, like something was burned in it. Duh. It looks normal enough to a very casual glance. There's a single log in it, unburnt and unused.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Sacchin isn't adverse to pushing away the ash and the log to see if there's anything there.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Underneath the log are more ashes. The bottom of the fireplace is ash smeared as one might expect. There's nothing overwhelmingly strange or unusual about it otherwise. Unless you really wanted a log.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?