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Beneath Dweomerheart (Surraruthru, Tryll, 87 days left)

Started by Anastasia, July 12, 2017, 10:06:55 PM

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Iron Dragoon

> roll 1d20+57 Spellcraft
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 58 > [d20=1]
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Anastasia

They're simply periapts of proof against poison. Nothing fancy, flawed or trapped about them.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

"I don't see anything wrong with them. They should be safe for everyone to take."
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Yuthirin

What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Iron Dragoon

Surraruthru heads to the next room while the others sort the necklaces out.
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Anastasia

<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?

Yuthirin

Into the Bag of Holding, yes. They can be redistributed as needed if needed later.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

The next room is large. Here sits a great stone slab, over a dozen feet long and a few feet wide. There's a few empty shelves on the walls, but no immediate sign of a door further in.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

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Anastasia

Search check.

Kascha comes in as well, "Sacrifices don't really fit, unless they're letting some of Velsharoon's faithful work here," Kascha murmurs. "Unless it's unrelated to the summoning room completely. But that's a bit strange to be an altar, isn't it? There's no chairs so it's probably not a table."
<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?

Iron Dragoon

Search:
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+39 : 15 + 39, total 54[/blockquote]


"Hmm... Maybe a binding anchor? Or an examination table of sorts?"
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Yuthirin

What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Surraruthru finds the table has semi-hidden drawers. Within are scalpels, saws, cleavers and other such cutting instruments. One of the drawers has a three-set of scrolls within, tightly bound with string.
<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?

Yuthirin

Calleigh makes a face, leaning over Surraruthru's shoulder. "Bleah, maybe not."
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Iron Dragoon

"An exam and experimentation then."

Surraruthru inspects the scrolls for any traps before taking them.
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