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"The worst kind, Mister Sweetness.", Tabby whispered back. On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 3:13?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
¡°But of course,¡± he whispers back. ¡°What kind of barbarian would I be if I didn¡¯t follow the rules of proper tea etiquette?¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 3:10 PM, Tabby via <tacobobman=[email protected]> wrote:
"Oh.", Tabby squeaked, before she realized she should be quiet, "I mean, Oh. Fancy boy.", she whispered back. "If we have tea for some reason, make sure to raise the tea cup, leaving the saucer on the table, and to place the cup back on the saucer between sips. It's considered rude to look anywhere but into the cup whilst sipping tea, and absolutely no slurping.", she also added, "And while cucumber sandwiches?are incredibly?nasty, don't spit them out while going 'yuck yuck'. It's considered rude at fancy parties."?
On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:56?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
¡°No, he whispers in her ear. ¡°I¡¯m being fancy.¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:48 PM, Tabby via <tacobobman=[email protected]> wrote: "And I'm Tabby.", the little monk replied as she waved to the illusion.?
She will follow Sweet William.
"William Theo....theeo....dop...dophplis?Sweetness?", she added, "Is that your real name?", she asked as she stumbled over his middle name.? On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:19?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Sweet William follows.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
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North will inspect the magical concoction that stands before them more closely.
If this is Luke, then North knows that he's both a master spell crafter and a distinguished fellow at fusing creations together. He's thrilled to see illusionary magic used at such a high level as it's one of his favorite spell types to use. He pokes his finger into the spectral wizards arm and swirls it around to try and learn more. "How are you doing this?" He asks as he pulls out his own Wand of Intelligence Incarnate and compares it side by side with the other mage's wand.
On Thu, Mar 20, 2025, 3:17?PM Flynn/Derek Walters via <thegamerzedge= [email protected]> wrote:
Flynn lets out a sigh as he falls in step with the illusion.? "So, you are Otiluke, correct?? Why all of the high drama with the illusions?and the Modrons?"
DM/
As a Half-Orc?steps out of the shadows next to the
Wizard, Sweet William?lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the
Wizard?also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the
Wizard, the Gnomish Sorcerer?also realizes that the Wizard?is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his
friend.? Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn?of the Realms,¡± the
Wizard?replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come on¡¯
hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
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Flynn lets out a sigh as he falls in step with the illusion.? "So, you are Otiluke, correct?? Why all of the high drama with the illusions?and the Modrons?"
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DM/
As a Half-Orc?steps out of the shadows next to the
Wizard, Sweet William?lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the
Wizard?also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the
Wizard, the Gnomish Sorcerer?also realizes that the Wizard?is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his
friend.? Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn?of the Realms,¡± the
Wizard?replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come on¡¯
hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
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¡°But of course,¡± he whispers back. ¡°What kind of barbarian would I be if I didn¡¯t follow the rules of proper tea etiquette?¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 3:10 PM, Tabby via groups.io <tacobobman@...> wrote:
"Oh.", Tabby squeaked, before she realized she should be quiet, "I mean, Oh. Fancy boy.", she whispered back. "If we have tea for some reason, make sure to raise the tea cup, leaving the saucer on the table, and to place the cup back on the saucer between sips. It's considered rude to look anywhere but into the cup whilst sipping tea, and absolutely no slurping.", she also added, "And while cucumber sandwiches?are incredibly?nasty, don't spit them out while going 'yuck yuck'. It's considered rude at fancy parties."?
On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:56?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
¡°No, he whispers in her ear. ¡°I¡¯m being fancy.¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:48 PM, Tabby via <tacobobman=[email protected]> wrote: "And I'm Tabby.", the little monk replied as she waved to the illusion.?
She will follow Sweet William.
"William Theo....theeo....dop...dophplis?Sweetness?", she added, "Is that your real name?", she asked as she stumbled over his middle name.? On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:19?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Sweet William follows.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
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"Oh.", Tabby squeaked, before she realized she should be quiet, "I mean, Oh. Fancy boy.", she whispered back. "If we have tea for some reason, make sure to raise the tea cup, leaving the saucer on the table, and to place the cup back on the saucer between sips. It's considered rude to look anywhere but into the cup whilst sipping tea, and absolutely no slurping.", she also added, "And while cucumber sandwiches?are incredibly?nasty, don't spit them out while going 'yuck yuck'. It's considered rude at fancy parties."?
On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:56?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
¡°No, he whispers in her ear. ¡°I¡¯m being fancy.¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:48 PM, Tabby via <tacobobman=[email protected]> wrote: "And I'm Tabby.", the little monk replied as she waved to the illusion.?
She will follow Sweet William.
"William Theo....theeo....dop...dophplis?Sweetness?", she added, "Is that your real name?", she asked as she stumbled over his middle name.? On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:19?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Sweet William follows.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
¡°No, he whispers in her ear. ¡°I¡¯m being fancy.¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:48 PM, Tabby via groups.io <tacobobman@...> wrote: "And I'm Tabby.", the little monk replied as she waved to the illusion.?
She will follow Sweet William.
"William Theo....theeo....dop...dophplis?Sweetness?", she added, "Is that your real name?", she asked as she stumbled over his middle name.? On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:19?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Sweet William follows.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
"And I'm Tabby.", the little monk replied as she waved to the illusion.?
She will follow Sweet William.
"William Theo....theeo....dop...dophplis?Sweetness?", she added, "Is that your real name?", she asked as she stumbled over his middle name.? On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:19?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Sweet William follows.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
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On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via groups.io <infinitum3d@...> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via groups.io <infinitum3d@...> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
Tabby kept quiet as she stood near the bard..... On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 8:48?AM Flynn/Derek Walters via <thegamerzedge= [email protected]> wrote:
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here." added Flynn, still miffed.? "In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.? Are you Luke?"? he adds echoing North.
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar!" North responds.
"You're Luke, right?" He waves and starts to dress himself again.
On Wed, Mar 19, 2025, 10:41?AM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via
?<artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Figuring the demon is an illusion,?Sweet William decides to go with plan B before the bard has a coronary.
He shadow steps across the chasm?and lowers the drawbridge.
Let me know if he sees anything but constructs on the other side.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 10:37 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via ?<infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,
¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±
(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
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OOC: Sorry. Sweet William already shadow stepped across, so no whispering.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 9:34 AM, Sweet William/Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
¡°Don¡¯t they know who he is?¡± Sweet William whispers to North.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 8:48 AM, Flynn/Derek Walters via groups.io <thegamerzedge@...> wrote:
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here." added Flynn, still miffed.? "In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.? Are you Luke?"? he adds echoing North.
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar!" North responds.
"You're Luke, right?" He waves and starts to dress himself again.
On Wed, Mar 19, 2025, 10:41?AM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via
?<artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Figuring the demon is an illusion,?Sweet William decides to go with plan B before the bard has a coronary.
He shadow steps across the chasm?and lowers the drawbridge.
Let me know if he sees anything but constructs on the other side.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 10:37 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via ?<infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,
¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±
(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
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¡°Don¡¯t they know who he is?¡± Sweet William whispers to North.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 8:48 AM, Flynn/Derek Walters via groups.io <thegamerzedge@...> wrote:
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here." added Flynn, still miffed.? "In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.? Are you Luke?"? he adds echoing North.
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar!" North responds.
"You're Luke, right?" He waves and starts to dress himself again.
On Wed, Mar 19, 2025, 10:41?AM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via
?<artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Figuring the demon is an illusion,?Sweet William decides to go with plan B before the bard has a coronary.
He shadow steps across the chasm?and lowers the drawbridge.
Let me know if he sees anything but constructs on the other side.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 10:37 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via ?<infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,
¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±
(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
|
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here." added Flynn, still miffed.? "In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.? Are you Luke?"? he adds echoing North.
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"We told you! We are friends of Graggar!" North responds.
"You're Luke, right?" He waves and starts to dress himself again.
On Wed, Mar 19, 2025, 10:41?AM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via
?<artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Figuring the demon is an illusion,?Sweet William decides to go with plan B before the bard has a coronary.
He shadow steps across the chasm?and lowers the drawbridge.
Let me know if he sees anything but constructs on the other side.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 10:37 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via ?<infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
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OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,
¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±
(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
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"We told you! We are friends of Graggar!" North responds.
"You're Luke, right?" He waves and starts to dress himself again.
On Wed, Mar 19, 2025, 10:41?AM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Figuring the demon is an illusion,?Sweet William decides to go with plan B before the bard has a coronary. He shadow steps across the chasm?and lowers the drawbridge. Let me know if he sees anything but constructs on the other side.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 10:37 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,?¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±?(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
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Figuring the demon is an illusion,?Sweet William decides to go with plan B before the bard has a coronary. He shadow steps across the chasm?and lowers the drawbridge. Let me know if he sees anything but constructs on the other side.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 10:37 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via groups.io <infinitum3d@...> wrote:
DM/
OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,?¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±?(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
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DM/
OOC- Does the demon cast a shadow?
No. The demon does not cast a shadow./OOC
Cerina notices a slight movement in the dark tunnel behind the bridgekeeper. At first she thinks it¡¯s another construct, but then she sees a subtle fluttering of robes in the breeze.
"You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting. Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition
and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and your bloody mechanical teapots"
For just an instant, the demon flickers, then bellows,?¡°PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE SHADOWS. THE GREAT ZOG HAS SPOK- . . .¡±?(sigh)
The illusion drops, the demon blinks away, and a frail figure steps out of the shadows. ¡°Who are you?¡± he yowls. ¡°You are not Rary!¡± he continues. ¡°Who are you? What do you want? Why have you sought me out?¡±
The figure is a human male, thin and standing just over five feet tall, with shaggy dark hair and a thin beard. His robes are threadbare and loose flowing. He holds a wand at his side, passively.
And what do you do?
/DM
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Flynn, fun-loving, boisterous and amorous bard, has had enough.? "You bloody wanker!? I have had enough of this low budget production of ?prepatory school acting." yelled the Bard angrily as he drew his rapier with a flourish and all of the anger at the events
of the past day suddenly overflowed as he spoke past the "demon" toward the castle.??"Stop with the postering, overacting and supposition and either lower the drawbridge and show your true self or face our wrath as we bring this castle down around you and
your bloody mechanical teapots"
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"You delay the wishes of Mordenkainen, the leader of the Council of Eight.? I speak with the power of the Council of Eight and demand access
to Otiluke.? Either allow me access or?advise me of the information I require and by what power you deny me access to Otiluke.¡±
¡°²Ñ´Ç°ù»å±ð²Ô°ì²¹¾±²Ô±ð²Ô,¡±
the second construct states, followed by a long chain of clicks and hums.
¡°Additional input is required,¡±?the bridge keeper says to the second construct.
¡°Council of Eight,¡±
the second construct states.?
¡°Additional input is required,¡±?the bridge keeper repeats to the second construct.
¡°Bigby is here! Let the bridge down.¡±
¡°²Ñ´Ç°ù»å±ð²Ô°ì²¹¾±²Ô±ð²Ô,¡±
the second reiterates.
¡°Otiluke. Mordenkainen. Circle of Eight. Bigby,¡±?it states dryly.
The bridgekeeper clicks and whirrs, its tiny wings fluttering.
The second construct turns and retreats back down the tunnel from whence it appeared.?
The bridgekeeper buzzes once and states,
¡°Please hold while we transfer relevant information.¡±
A few moments later, a hot wind rushes upward from the seemingly bottomless chasm before you, taking your breath away, followed by a sudden eruption of flames engulfing a dark, hulking, shadowy demonic
form twenty feet tall.
¡°RARY THE TRAITOR,¡± the demon bellows in a coarse, raspy baritone. ¡°I¡¯VE
LONG AWAITED THIS MOMENT- FOR YOUR RECKONING. EVERY DARK DEED AND SIN HAS BEEN LAID BARE BEFORE ME.
BETRAYER. A MASK OF CAMARADERIE, OF LOYALTY, AS YOU DECEIVED THOSE WHO THOUGHT YOU ONE OF THEIR OWN. YOU SWORE ALLEGIANCE, SWORE TO STAND
BY THEIR SIDE, BUT IN THE DEEPEST, DARKEST CORNERS OF YOUR HEART, YOU ONLY EVER CARED FOR YOURSELF. YOU SAW YOUR COMPANIONS AS PAWNS¡ªTOOLS TO BE USED, BROKEN, AND DISCARDED WHEN NO LONGER USEFUL.?
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS.
I SAW IT ALL¡ªTHE WHISPERS IN THE DARK, THE DEALS YOU MADE, THE BLOOD YOU SPILLED TO CLIMB HIGHER AND HIGHER, THINKING YOU WERE INVINCIBLE.
AND THEN, TO COMPLETE YOUR BETRAYAL YOU DESTROYED THOSE WHO WERE YOUR FRIENDS, YOUR COMRADES¡ªPEOPLE WHO ONCE BELIEVED IN YOU, KILLED IN COLD BLOOD.
DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THE WEIGHT OF WHAT YOU¡¯VE DONE? YOU TOOK LIVES WITH NO REMORSE¡ªTHINKING YOU COULD ESCAPE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR
VILE ACTIONS. BUT NOW, HERE WE ARE. YOU STAND IN FRONT OF ME, TREMBLING, TRYING TO HOLD ONTO YOUR PRIDE, BUT THERE IS NO ESCAPE.
THERE IS NOWHERE LEFT FOR YOU TO GO. I AM THE ONE WHO SEES ALL¡ªTHE ONE WHO WITNESSES EVERY LIE, EVERY BETRAYAL, EVERY MURDER. YOUR SOUL
IS MINE TO CLAIM NOW, JUST AS I CLAIMED EVERY PIECE OF YOU IN THOSE DARK MOMENTS OF WEAKNESS AND AMBITION. THERE CAN BE NO REDEMPTION.¡±
And what do you do?
/DM
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Tabby frowned a little as the conversation went on. She had no idea what was going on. She didn't even know what?they were talking to. Were these creatures like the animated monk statues they fought? What was all the noise they were making? Why did they talk so strangely??
And then the demon popped up! Holy freaking socks this thing was terrifying! The little feline was happy she did not have anything to drink recently, or she would have been made a mess of her little red shorts.?
She did notice it was not talking to her group. Was it real? She remembered one of her original teammates?using an illusion spell early in their adventures?that scared?away a group of pesky goblins. Was this the same??
For now, she kept glued to her spot.? On Wed, Mar 19, 2025 at 9:12?AM Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d= [email protected]> wrote:
DM/
"You delay the wishes of Mordenkainen, the leader of the Council of Eight.? I speak with the power of the Council of Eight and demand access to Otiluke.?
Either allow me access or?advise me of the information I require and by what power you deny me access to Otiluke.¡±
¡°²Ñ´Ç°ù»å±ð²Ô°ì²¹¾±²Ô±ð²Ô,¡±?the second construct states, followed by a long chain of clicks and hums.
¡°Additional input is required,¡±?the bridge keeper says to the second construct.
¡°Council of Eight,¡±?the second construct states.?
¡°Additional input is required,¡±?the bridge keeper repeats to the second construct.
¡°Bigby is here! Let the bridge down.¡±
¡°²Ñ´Ç°ù»å±ð²Ô°ì²¹¾±²Ô±ð²Ô,¡±?the second reiterates.?¡°Otiluke.
Mordenkainen. Circle of Eight. Bigby,¡±?it states dryly.
The bridgekeeper clicks and whirrs, its tiny wings fluttering.
The second construct turns and retreats back down the tunnel from whence it appeared.?
The bridgekeeper buzzes once and states,?¡°Please hold while we transfer relevant information.¡±
A few moments later, a hot wind rushes upward from the seemingly bottomless chasm before you, taking your breath away, followed by a sudden eruption of flames engulfing a dark, hulking, shadowy demonic form twenty feet tall.
¡°RARY THE TRAITOR,¡± the demon bellows in a coarse, raspy baritone. ¡°I¡¯VE
LONG AWAITED THIS MOMENT- FOR YOUR RECKONING. EVERY DARK DEED AND SIN HAS BEEN LAID BARE BEFORE ME.
BETRAYER. A MASK OF CAMARADERIE, OF LOYALTY, AS YOU DECEIVED THOSE WHO THOUGHT YOU ONE OF THEIR OWN. YOU SWORE ALLEGIANCE, SWORE TO STAND BY THEIR SIDE, BUT IN THE DEEPEST,
DARKEST CORNERS OF YOUR HEART, YOU ONLY EVER CARED FOR YOURSELF. YOU SAW YOUR COMPANIONS AS PAWNS¡ªTOOLS TO BE USED, BROKEN, AND DISCARDED WHEN NO LONGER USEFUL.?
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS.
I SAW IT ALL¡ªTHE WHISPERS IN THE DARK, THE DEALS YOU MADE, THE BLOOD YOU SPILLED TO CLIMB HIGHER AND HIGHER, THINKING YOU WERE INVINCIBLE. AND THEN, TO COMPLETE YOUR BETRAYAL
YOU DESTROYED THOSE WHO WERE YOUR FRIENDS, YOUR COMRADES¡ªPEOPLE WHO ONCE BELIEVED IN YOU, KILLED IN COLD BLOOD.
DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THE WEIGHT OF WHAT YOU¡¯VE DONE? YOU TOOK LIVES WITH NO REMORSE¡ªTHINKING YOU COULD ESCAPE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR VILE ACTIONS. BUT NOW, HERE WE
ARE. YOU STAND IN FRONT OF ME, TREMBLING, TRYING TO HOLD ONTO YOUR PRIDE, BUT THERE IS NO ESCAPE.
THERE IS NOWHERE LEFT FOR YOU TO GO. I AM THE ONE WHO SEES ALL¡ªTHE ONE WHO WITNESSES EVERY LIE, EVERY BETRAYAL, EVERY MURDER. YOUR SOUL IS MINE TO CLAIM NOW, JUST AS I
CLAIMED EVERY PIECE OF YOU IN THOSE DARK MOMENTS OF WEAKNESS AND AMBITION. THERE CAN BE NO REDEMPTION.¡±
And what do you do?
/DM
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OOC: Does the demon cast a shadow?
On Wednesday, March 19, 2025, 9:12 AM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via groups.io <infinitum3d@...> wrote:
DM/
"You delay the wishes of Mordenkainen, the leader of the Council of Eight.? I speak with the power of the Council of Eight and demand access to Otiluke.?
Either allow me access or?advise me of the information I require and by what power you deny me access to Otiluke.¡±
¡°²Ñ´Ç°ù»å±ð²Ô°ì²¹¾±²Ô±ð²Ô,¡±?the second construct states, followed by a long chain of clicks and hums.
¡°Additional input is required,¡±?the bridge keeper says to the second construct.
¡°Council of Eight,¡±?the second construct states.?
¡°Additional input is required,¡±?the bridge keeper repeats to the second construct.
¡°Bigby is here! Let the bridge down.¡±
¡°²Ñ´Ç°ù»å±ð²Ô°ì²¹¾±²Ô±ð²Ô,¡±?the second reiterates.?¡°Otiluke.
Mordenkainen. Circle of Eight. Bigby,¡±?it states dryly.
The bridgekeeper clicks and whirrs, its tiny wings fluttering.
The second construct turns and retreats back down the tunnel from whence it appeared.?
The bridgekeeper buzzes once and states,?¡°Please hold while we transfer relevant information.¡±
A few moments later, a hot wind rushes upward from the seemingly bottomless chasm before you, taking your breath away, followed by a sudden eruption of flames engulfing a dark, hulking, shadowy demonic form twenty feet tall.
¡°RARY THE TRAITOR,¡± the demon bellows in a coarse, raspy baritone. ¡°I¡¯VE
LONG AWAITED THIS MOMENT- FOR YOUR RECKONING. EVERY DARK DEED AND SIN HAS BEEN LAID BARE BEFORE ME.
BETRAYER. A MASK OF CAMARADERIE, OF LOYALTY, AS YOU DECEIVED THOSE WHO THOUGHT YOU ONE OF THEIR OWN. YOU SWORE ALLEGIANCE, SWORE TO STAND BY THEIR SIDE, BUT IN THE DEEPEST,
DARKEST CORNERS OF YOUR HEART, YOU ONLY EVER CARED FOR YOURSELF. YOU SAW YOUR COMPANIONS AS PAWNS¡ªTOOLS TO BE USED, BROKEN, AND DISCARDED WHEN NO LONGER USEFUL.?
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS.
I SAW IT ALL¡ªTHE WHISPERS IN THE DARK, THE DEALS YOU MADE, THE BLOOD YOU SPILLED TO CLIMB HIGHER AND HIGHER, THINKING YOU WERE INVINCIBLE. AND THEN, TO COMPLETE YOUR BETRAYAL
YOU DESTROYED THOSE WHO WERE YOUR FRIENDS, YOUR COMRADES¡ªPEOPLE WHO ONCE BELIEVED IN YOU, KILLED IN COLD BLOOD.
DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THE WEIGHT OF WHAT YOU¡¯VE DONE? YOU TOOK LIVES WITH NO REMORSE¡ªTHINKING YOU COULD ESCAPE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR VILE ACTIONS. BUT NOW, HERE WE
ARE. YOU STAND IN FRONT OF ME, TREMBLING, TRYING TO HOLD ONTO YOUR PRIDE, BUT THERE IS NO ESCAPE.
THERE IS NOWHERE LEFT FOR YOU TO GO. I AM THE ONE WHO SEES ALL¡ªTHE ONE WHO WITNESSES EVERY LIE, EVERY BETRAYAL, EVERY MURDER. YOUR SOUL IS MINE TO CLAIM NOW, JUST AS I
CLAIMED EVERY PIECE OF YOU IN THOSE DARK MOMENTS OF WEAKNESS AND AMBITION. THERE CAN BE NO REDEMPTION.¡±
And what do you do?
/DM
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