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Started by Anastasia, February 17, 2020, 10:36:24 PM

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Nephrite

Moore is silent for a moment.

"You're a prisoner in your own mind at this point. You'll never be free like this." He says.

What would Sylvie say at a time like this, or Xandra?

...

...

Because there is always hope.

"Come, let us be free of this place, of your anger and hatred." Moore says, as he holds his hand out. "You'll never be free if you stay here, you'll never be able to have your revenge, or to kill anyone. I will show you the way out."

Anastasia

One more Diplomacy check, -48.
<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?

Nephrite

Take 10 for 87, then. :)

Anastasia

The creature lurches forward, but it doesn't attack you, at least.
<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?

Nephrite

"That's the first step." Moore says. "Are you ready to leave this place and be free of what traps you here?"

A turn, his back exposed as he goes to the door. "Then let us leave."

Anastasia

You turn back - and the balor is gone. So is Kaja. All that remains is the same inner courtyard as before, and the same image of a hung woman wrought of metal.
<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?

Nephrite

Was any of it real, he wonders?

"So you see, even someone like that can take the first step out of here. If this place has no prisoners, then it no longer needs a warden." Moore says. "So show me the next trial and I will accomplish it, and see you free from this place as well."

Anastasia

The mural is gone and in its place is another rusty iron door.
<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?

Nephrite

Moore will proceed to this one as well!

Anastasia

The door does not want to open, rusty and unmoving.
<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?

Nephrite

He shouldn't be surprised by that, so he gives it another heave-ho!

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+20 : 2 + 20, total 22[/blockquote]

Nephrite

Assuming that isn't enough and he can try again, he will try again.

STR check
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+20 : 15 + 20, total 35[/blockquote]

Anastasia

The door pops with reluctance. Within more of the hung creatures, dozens of them somehow packed into this room, all hanging from a noose.
<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?

Nephrite

Moore enters the room and simply listens - are there cries for mercy, cries for revenge? Anything?

Anastasia

Silence. There is not a speck of sound in this place.
<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?