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Started by Anastasia, May 03, 2020, 11:28:58 PM

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Corwin

A scroll purported to be from you was delivered to me with an offer. That was a lie?
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

'I sent you no scroll.' The answer, cold and to the point.
<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?

Corwin

Interested in discussing this in person at my location under flag of truce? Seira offers. There've been too many blatant false flag operations recently.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

You said something worth a Diplomacy check.
<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?

Corwin

22:17 <Corwin> roll 1d20+81 (+2 vs men)
22:17 <Penuche2> Corwin invokes Penuche's magic: < 98 > [d20=17]
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

'No, but investigate Yarus,' The voice responds after a moment.
<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?

Corwin

That seems to be the end of their conversation, and so Seira transports herself to Cauldron Astral, where she leaves the scroll in a dedicated vault.

Knowledge 120 for Yarus?
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Yarus is another fiend from the court of Anthraxus. An unknown specimen wrapped in armor head to toe, said to be a master of war plagues and fevers. Camp dysentery, plague, sickness and all the mortal maladies that can destroy an army from within are said to be his specialty. It is whispers he has diseases so terrible that even other fiends succumb to them in short order, and so virulent that even a consecrated paladin can sicken and die from 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?

Corwin

How horrifying. Still, she figures she might as well pass on the news and she is a bit bored, so while her real self fills Amaryl and the others in her avatar self decides to visit Sylica.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

How much are you telling Amaryl here, exactly?
<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?

Corwin

Everything, of course. Someone tried to trick me, what a dick.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Seira, so this Yarus is clad in armor, and the same figure who tricked you was also clad in full armor? It is hardly conclusive, but the coincidence strikes me.
<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?

Corwin

Eh, tricked me for all of five seconds? Honestly felt pointless.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

It means you're smarter than some irritating daemon who tried to mislead you. Perhaps a reward when you come home will make your small victory feel less pointless?
<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?

Corwin

<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake