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Citadel Tavern / Re: Quotes of, by, and for, the Citadel
« Last post by Pariah on October 19, 2014, 12:02:39 AM »
Regarding the following snippet of conversation, his betters have deemed fit leave to leave it to this humble writer to record it for posterity.

PoisonAlchemist: Man Muro, you boost my confidence and then you just go crush it with a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.
Pariah: Don't tell him things like that, if his head gets any bigger he'll float off like a weather ballon :p
OCC / Re: Guardians of the Citadel OOC
« Last post by Murometz on October 18, 2014, 11:25:19 PM »
counted up XP, but no one is 2nd level yet, But 1 or 2 are close :)
RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by MysticMoon on October 18, 2014, 10:19:28 PM »
"I mean, were you or your baby hurt or, uh, injured in any way? Did that... thing... follow you? Are there any other, uh, people?

"Oh, and I'm, um, Mystic, bytheway."
RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on October 18, 2014, 10:13:23 PM »
" I uhh--what did you say?" then, "No, I am uhh--not oh-kay, this child is not oh-kay. I don't know who that is, I am Leyna, this child's name is Darisae. I am from the crofter's village. I saw you come and leave again. We were hiding from the troll."
RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by MysticMoon on October 18, 2014, 10:06:58 PM »
Mystic ran up to the woman and awkwardly put his hand on her shoulder, before pulling it back in uncertainty.

"Hey, um... are you ok? What's, uh, going on? Is your baby ok?"
RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on October 18, 2014, 09:21:34 PM »
First roll successful. No followers. Second roll unnecessary, you sense that she is not undead. No scent of poison.
RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Lady Wolf on October 18, 2014, 08:13:48 PM »
Lucky growled loudly raising to his full height and placing himself between the party and new comer scanning the path behind them for any unwanted followers, further sniffing cautiously for any scent of death or the tang of poison upon a blade, the swell of instinctual protection within him threatening to overwhelm the human consciousness of Carly. he paused the Carly's conscious mind reasserted its dominion, lowering the intensity of the growl but keeping a wary eye on the new comers.

"She may be what she claims, or something less innocent under a cloak of illusion." He spoke softly, trusting his senses would alert him to subterfuge were any present.

To spot anyone shadowing the new arrival Minion: Lady_Wolf rolls 1d20 and gets 2. +/- any GM modifiers = ?
to scent the new arrival for the taint of undeath or poison Minion: Lady_Wolf rolls 1d20 and gets 14. +/- any GM modifiers = ?
RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on October 18, 2014, 04:29:25 PM »
By the time they reached the solemn stone dolmens scattered not far from the river, it was late in the afternoon.

Whatever horrible creature had made a residence of the thorps longhouse they had just left, they wouldn't find out. Or would they?

The megaliths sticking up from the flat ground were covered in lichen, yet etched runes could be seen along their contours. It was no longer raining, but blast the weather, a cold wind picked up to usher in the evening.

Sil, Echo, and Dozus quickly ascertained that they could actually read the stone script, as it was written in the elvish tongue, though an archaic one.

The stones told vague tales. Most of the runes translated as simply being markers, denoting the territory of the elves of eons past. Others, spoke of great elven heroes and tombs and ancient gods. Echo even spotted a few passages mentioning Morena, goddess of magic and death. Though somewhat esoteric, one of the stones mentioned something about the Four Ways and One, a literal and figurative journey to Morena's physical Domain. It was impossible to make any sense of any clear message or instructions however. These stones had no doubt stood here for millennia.

Graffiti also covered the stones. Scrawls like, "Gormus was here" or "Sulpin loves Dessel" marred the elven runes.

Tusserk meanwhile busied himself with the deer.

MysticMoon gathered what little kindling could be found in these queer flatlands.

Val kept to himself keeping a keen eye in all directions.

Dozus stuck his nose back in his spell book, Sermulis chittering beside him.

They had finally managed to start a fire despite the moist earth and general dampness...

They were exhausted, mentally and physically, hungry again, and--well, not as cold with the fire.

Lucky naturally spotted it first...

From the direction of the apparently abandoned and monster-haunted thorp, came a running and stumbling woman dressed in drab robes and cradling a bundle, what looked like a small child, in her arms.

Tripping occasionally on the treacherous rocks of the plain, she kept coming toward the fire. Finally she paused, breathing heavily, and stared wide-eyed at the massive wolf fifty yards away.

"Succor! I beseech thee!" She yelled past the dire-wolf to the group. "I carry a babe! No men from Coldmoat came, no one! I don't know how many are left! The thing massacred us!"

Cavern of Inane Natter / Re: Songs that amuse me
« Last post by Tusserk on October 18, 2014, 03:19:59 PM »
Was it you that posted that Never Split the Party song in chat the other day?

Ithink that was either Moon Hunter, Murometz, or some other name that starts with M
Citadel Tavern / Re: T├ękumel Foundation
« Last post by MoonHunter on October 18, 2014, 01:13:19 PM »
Funny Muro would bump this.  There is a new edition of an Empire of the Petal Throne/ Tekumel game... called Bethorm: Plane of Tekumel RPG

Not as much material about Tekumel as I would like, it is very OSR but will give you a few steps into this wonderous world of Tekumel
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