008.1 Frozen Oath

[Corwin]

[22:32] <Shamal> roll 1d100 cure light wounds
[22:32] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 cure light wounds and gets 39."12 [1d100=39]
[22:32] <Shamal> roll 1d100 light
[22:32] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 light and gets 92."12 [1d100=92]
[22:32] * Lyelle (dragomirst@225-52-77-204.sptc.mnscu.edu) has joined #dunes
[22:35] <Shamal> Next day spells (this uses up 1 level 2 spell and 2 level 1 spells in case more stuff happens that day)
[22:36] <Shamal> roll 1d100 cure light wounds
[22:36] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 cure light wounds and gets 9."12 [1d100=9]
[22:36] <Shamal> roll 1d100 faerie fire
[22:36] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 faerie fire and gets 67."12 [1d100=67]
[22:36] <Shamal> roll 1d100 chill metal
[22:36] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 chill metal and gets 59."12 [1d100=59]
[22:37] <Dungeon_Kotono> The last two spells do little, but the first one makes the blade writhe. It's darkness increases a bit, seeming to suck the very spell into it. The sword hums lightly afterwards, a dimly ear hurting pitch.
[22:38] * Shamal resolves to try a different spell to counter the necromancy tomorrow, but for now just leaves the sword at home until then. If it's still humming when I get home after whatever events happen that day, I'll leave it in the garden.
[22:39] <Dungeon_Kotono> Okay.
[22:39] <Dungeon_Kotono> ---
[22:40] <Dungeon_Kotono> The next day the party meets with Commander Oberuth in the noon hour. Rested and recovered, the party gets his news. "Well done if rash of you," he nods once, smiling, "After your incident, we have had no more reports since then."
[22:41] <Seira> "How long should we have the temples keep up their around-the-clock guard, Sir?" Seira asks him.
[22:41] <Shamal> "It's possible the skeletal abomination was the cause, but I'd hesitate to lower our guard just yet," Shamal demurs thoughtfully.
[22:41] <Dungeon_Kotono> "A week at least," The Commander nods, "I'll have you checking them periodically during this time, but I hope this is the end of it. Anything to report?"
[22:42] <Shamal> "Lyselle's sword displayed curious properties after slaying the abomination," Shamal provides. "I am currently investigating it to see if an enchantment can be molded."
[22:44] <Seira> "There have been various rumors of a vampire in the city, but we have not been able to substantiate them, Sir," Seira adds.
[22:45] <Dungeon_Kotono> Oberuth raises an eyebrow to both, leaning forward and balling his hands together. "Well, we'll just have to be on our guard about them, and hmm. Keep me informed about that sword and anything you do with it."
[22:49] <Seira> roll 1d20+5
[22:49] * Hatbot --> "Seira rolls 1d20+5 and gets 16."12 [1d20=11]
[22:50] <Shamal> roll 1d100 lesser vigor
[22:50] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 lesser vigor and gets 93."12 [1d100=93]
[22:51] <Shamal> roll 1d100 lesser restoration
[22:51] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 lesser restoration and gets 91."12 [1d100=91]
[22:51] <Shamal> roll 1d100 creeping cold
[22:51] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 creeping cold and gets 91."12 [1d100=91]
[22:53] <Dungeon_Kotono> The sword takes all the spells, turning whiter and making the air chill around it! The blackness is gone, a blade of clear metal lined with ice in front of you now.
[22:54] * Shamal is almost giddy with her handiwork, giving the sword a few minutes to ensure the spells settle before she casts detect magic and casts her eye over it.
[22:55] <Dungeon_Kotono> The sword has moderate and stable magic over it. OOC - Spellcraft.
[22:55] <Shamal> roll 1d20+13 guidance go
[22:55] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d20+13 guidance go and gets 31."12 [1d20=18]
[22:55] * Makoto (~WinNT@d207-216-158-77.bchsia.telus.net) Quit (Ping timeout)
[22:56] <Dungeon_Kotono> It's a strange mix of transmutation, evocation and necromantic healing.
[22:56] <Dungeon_Kotono> It's also quite steady and complete now, solidified.
[23:01] <Shamal> Waiting till midnight, Shamal takes the blade almost reverently in her hands and heads into her garden, setting it down and kneeling as she begins a prayer to a Goddess she doesn't always agree with, but one who's power over this element must be respected.
[23:01] <Shamal> "Blessed Frostmaiden, watch over this blade, let it bring the sting of your displeasure to any who are struck, and protect its wielder from the harshness of winter as they spread the cold to our enemies..." It's short and direct, but Auril isn't exactly a deity who cares about words over action.
[23:01] <Dungeon_Kotono> OOC - 1d100 one last time.
[23:01] <Shamal> roll 1d100
[23:01] * Hatbot --> "Shamal rolls 1d100 and gets 58."12 [1d100=58]
[23:02] <Dungeon_Kotono> The blade glistens in the night, it's chilly blade catching the filling up moon's rays.
[23:04] <Shamal> The following day, Shamal is all too happy to give Lyselle her brand new sword!
[23:08] * Lyelle is now known as Lyselle
[23:08] * ChanServ sets mode: +ao Lyselle Lyselle
[23:08] * Shamal barely even waits for a response from Lyselle before she launches into an excited tirade.
[23:08] <Shamal> "It does a little bit of cold damage when you hit things with it, but the best part is that it heals you with a surge of energy whether you hit or miss! More if you hit, but it only works in real combat, not in practice!" she rattles off, "And it protects you against the draining attacks that undead like so much! You'll love it!" She then immediately hugs Lyselle, overcome with magical bliss.
[23:08] <Lyselle> Lyselle is all too happy to accept, thanking Shamal seemingly without end for a stabilizing an apparently magical blade!
[23:09] <Dungeon_Kotono> The sword feels chilly in Lyselle's hand, but very very light.
[23:09] <Lyselle> "Wow..." is all Lyselle can really manage after the tirade, returning the embrace with great enthusiasm. "Just...wow, I don't even know how to thank you..."
[23:10] <Shamal> "Just use it well!" Shamal squeals. "I named it Frozen Oath, but I've never named a magical artifact before, so I'm not sure if that's the best name - if you have any other ideas then feel free!"
[23:11] <Lyselle> "Um...I'll just think about it," Lyselle nods, smiling broadly and brightly as she takes a single swing with the weapon, unable to stop smiling. "I'll try...I'd better practice with it a lot..."
[23:11] <Dungeon_Kotono> Chilled white air flows from where the blade slices, cleaving effortlessly.