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Post by Silvia Raizer on Aug 3, 2020 19:22:13 GMT
"Magnificent too, I assume. Shall we take a look at the other gems? I mean, if Searshe can't land there's not much we can do for her right now."
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Aug 3, 2020 19:23:19 GMT
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Post by Dr. Archimedes Steller on Aug 3, 2020 19:23:19 GMT
"Healer incoming..." Archiemedes broke through the party popping up out of nowhere as if he had just joined the party. Like the Bat Man, a mysterious hero of legend, he arrived precisely when his services were needed. The tiny man was overencumbered by the massive exploring backpack on him. "Let's see what I can do for her."
"Here, darling. Drink some of this." He grabbed a vial of a light painkiller substance, and calmly administered into her mouth. Then proceeded to clean the wound with antiseptic ointment.
(Medical 70)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 3, 2020 19:24:33 GMT
He nodded and they headed to join the others. “I don’t age while I’m bonded,” he said. “Not a day in the last...uh, seven centuries. It’s been two hundred years since I was around people though.”
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 3, 2020 19:26:21 GMT
145:
Archimedes easily stabilizes the woman and she falls peacefully asleep.
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Aug 3, 2020 19:31:54 GMT
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Post by Dr. Archimedes Steller on Aug 3, 2020 19:31:54 GMT
As he gently laid his patient to rest rest, Archie washed his hands and tools on some fresh water of the delta.
"Well, where were we... Oh yes, Bridge Demons." He said, putting away his suturing needle. "Maybe we can try a non-violent approach to this? I've faced my fair sair of Bridge Trolls in the past. None of them were demons...nor trolls... Most were either bandits or tollman, which to me are the same thing. Anyhow, I think I got the gist of the situation."
"What kind of demons are they, again?'
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Aug 3, 2020 19:36:27 GMT
"Seven centuries. Gods." Silvia felt a little sick at the thought of it. He must have seen so much, lost so many people he cared for. Maybe that was why he hadn't been around people for two hundred years. Perhaps the loss simply hurt too much. She began to feel sorry for Zavier.
To shake off her troubled thoughts, she turned to anyone who cared to listen "Shall we investigate the green light? I think it may need to be destroyed."
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Post by Tehol Nookington on Aug 3, 2020 19:43:11 GMT
Tehol not really knowing whats going on with all this talk of a dragon and a semi-immortal puppet of said dragon wanders about the group aimlessly lost and just following the meandering of Korabas.
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Post by Kjell Ó Raghallaigh on Aug 3, 2020 19:56:52 GMT
Kjell stepped outside and shouted, "WHAT'S GOING ON?"
It had been a while and everyone seemed to be running around doing their own thing. "Are we making camp or what?"
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Aug 3, 2020 20:00:52 GMT
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Post by Dr. Archimedes Steller on Aug 3, 2020 20:00:52 GMT
"Wait a minute... Did she say Blade Demons?" Archie's eyes went wide and his face pale. He shivered for a bit, and went to take a sit on a rock before gravity took the better of him. "Yeah, there's no way we can take the diplomatic approach on that one."
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Aug 3, 2020 20:05:13 GMT
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Post by Geoffrey Ravenhurst on Aug 3, 2020 20:05:13 GMT
Thalia tapped her on the arm, “I knew you know better than to have been lying to me, after what you’ve seen” she finished then let the woman be, she looked up at Herneiros and stood up, looking at him, “greetings, how may I help?” She asked also in elvish, "I have a bag of the Mist baubles, each one capable of creating a force of boglops. My spell is keeping them from appearing here, but I was thinking... could Thalia perhaps woosh this bag onto the deck of our rivals and thereby make terrible trouble for them?"
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Post by Thalia Vedas on Aug 3, 2020 20:16:46 GMT
“What are they made of, and how long do we have until your magic begins to waver” she asked him, looking at the bag, he got to the point so she would too.
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Aug 3, 2020 20:28:03 GMT
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Post by Geoffrey Ravenhurst on Aug 3, 2020 20:28:03 GMT
“What are they made of, and how long do we have until your magic begins to waver” she asked him, looking at the bag, he got to the point so she would too. "No clue. And I am probably the greatest enchanter for thousands of leagues. Or is it fathoms?" Herneiros shrugged. He really didn't know anything about sailing. He just knew his magic. "Anyway, Elise is holding a magically preserved book that we hope will explain things once we determine who is most capable linguist amongst us. As for my spell, we have... oh, maybe half an hour if nothing big tries to knock on the door. If we are supremely lucky and someone has adequately sucked the cock of a particularly generous deity, then I hope that the removal of these stones will make the village itself safe for us."
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Aug 3, 2020 20:51:28 GMT
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Post by Thalia Vedas on Aug 3, 2020 20:51:28 GMT
What makes you think that? When the most is at the gates and we have only half an hour before that protection goes?” She asked her tone was not accusing him, just seemingly checking for clarification.
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Aug 3, 2020 20:58:17 GMT
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Post by Geoffrey Ravenhurst on Aug 3, 2020 20:58:17 GMT
What makes you think that? When the most is at the gates and we have only half an hour before that protection goes?” She asked her tone was not accusing him, just seemingly checking for clarification. "When we first arrived in the village, we could only see Mist leaking from beneath the doors and not covering the streets. So it's possible the Mist doesn't naturally cover this stretch of land. If I am wrong, then we can continue with my first plan and keep moving forward to find safe ground."
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Aug 3, 2020 20:59:49 GMT
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Post by Kjell Ó Raghallaigh on Aug 3, 2020 20:59:49 GMT
Seeing as their objective seemed abandoned, Kjell went back into the tavern to loot the guy upstairs.
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