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Attempt 1, floor 1: First try! Good luck! Don't die too fast

Started by Anastasia, July 28, 2006, 10:20:05 AM

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Carthrat

"Ach! My spell of trap detection has run out!" mutters Tchaener. "And this room, it's giving me a chilly feeling. Another place to come back to once my spells reset, eh?"
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Dracos

"Mmm, well...Let's see." Aesop gives it a once over from the door, seeing if he sees anything.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Dracos

[09:12] <@Dracos> roll 1d100 vs 20 fail
[09:12] <Misukibot> Dracos rolled 1d100 vs 20 fail --> [ 1d100=17 ]{17}

OOC: Pass o_o
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

I assume you have to move some to at least get a look the rods and the like.

Oooh yes. There are traps here - all around the gem itself. Something to do with the rods, but Aesop isn't sure beyond that. More and closer examinatino would be needed.
<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?

Dracos

"Definitely...  Any of you have...a big stick orr s...the log!  Let's poke the gem with the log?"  Aesop suggested..

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Carthrat

"Not a bad idea..." murmurs Tchaener. "Oi, paladin! Grab the log, and try and push the orb!"
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Corwin

"Looooog," Corwin says slowly, doing as he is told with a blank expression on his face.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Uh oh.

So the gem is pushed! The golden rods glow bright, three of them in particular! A hum fills the room, a heady pulse of the supernatural turning every rod into a blue tinted weapon of destruction!

* Hatbot --> "Dungeon_Kotono rolls 3#d9 and gets 9." [3#d9 = 6, 2, 1]

From three of them springs deadly power! From the first a great gush of conical cold engulfs Corwin! From the second roaring flames burst around him! From the third two pointed magical missiles fly, slamming into him!

Make two saves vs spell, Corwin.
<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

OOC: I'll roll them for you?
Skye says:
OOC: Say yes, for Dune's benefit.
Elle says:
OOC: Whatever, go for it

[23:50] * Hatbot --> "Saul rolls 1d20 and gets 9." [1d20=9]
[23:50] * Hatbot --> "Saul rolls 1d20 and gets 15." [1d20=15] (First is a fail, second is a pass.)
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Ow fuck.

> roll 4d4+4
* Hatbot --> "Dungeon_Kotono rolls 4d4+4 and gets 16." [4d4=1, 3, 4, 4]
> roll 4d6
* Hatbot --> "Dungeon_Kotono rolls 4d6 and gets 9." [4d6=2, 3, 1, 3]
> 9/2
* Hatbot --> "Dungeon_Kotono rolls 9/2 and gets 4.5."
> 4.
> roll 2d4+2
* Hatbot --> "Dungeon_Kotono rolls 2d4+2 and gets 6." [2d4=3, 1]

16+4+6=26 damage to Corwin. OW.


The noble, brainless paladin is consumed! PArtsof his body are frozen solid, while other parts are burnt to a blackened husk! To compliment the pain two magical bolts tear holes into his chest! So Corwin falls, body ruined.

Amid it you hear a laugh, the laugh of your mocking tormentor. "One down this attempt," The unnamed servant of the Dark One taunts.

Corwin, into the Starry Wastes thread.
<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

"By all that's retarded," mutters Tchaener, glancing at the rods. He circles around them carefully, inspecting them for any clues.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Dracos

"Okay, that...clearly was much more violent a trap than I expected," Aesop rubbed his chin.  "Any..spells for dealing with such traps?"

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

The rods are identical and plain. Past that you don't see anythign odd about them - they're cemented into the floor, smoothly and firmly inserted. The small gemball was lightly moved, now at the very edge of the dais that holds it.
<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

Tchaener considers for a moment. "Get back," he instructs, hurring back to the iron doors. Once he and Aesop are back outside the room, he takes cover from behind one of the doors, opening it about halfway; with his slingshot, he takes aim, and starts firing at the sphere, hoping to knock it off!
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Dracos

Aesop moves behind cover...cover being far far away!

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.