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Post by DUNCE on May 11, 2006 22:05:34 GMT -5
And so it was, the 100th year aniversery of Reima's defeat, many casks were opened to commemorate this glorious day.
Many people celebrated by reinacting the final battle and Reima's Retreat back into the enormus sinkhole where the evil city Prift now lay, forever traped inside thousands of barriers, ne'er to be heard from again. No one dare go near that cursed place, some say that some demons still roam the hillsides just outside the sinkhole, spanning west of it for hundreds of miles, and the Mouesa desers south of that. no wonder nobody goes there, its thousands of miles away from civilization.
Civilization, speaking of wich, is where our story begins, in Twe'e, the largest trading city in all the world, merchants litter the streets right outside their homes in the very planned out city, there are four entrance/exits north, south, east, and west, guarded by four burly, nasty looking guards at all times, the walls are 30 feet tall, made of stone reinforced with iron. Inside the wal, there were tiny houses, barely tall enough to be called livable, for in case the walls were breached, the archers on top wanted to shoot people below without hitting houses, they could. Inward through the city, the houses get taller, and more extravagant, not nearly the amount of beggars, dealers, and theifs.
the entire city is a cone up to its point, a very large, multi storied church housing worshipers from all gods under one roof, the one rule is, no fighting, break that rule inside the church and be forever banished from Twe'e and your family's name disgraced ( big rule ). The curch has paintings from hundereds of years ago, songs from longer ago, songs who's lyrics meanings were forgotten.
though, even with the strictest of punishments, the church wasn't without merriment, for who could be? Reima's defeat was 100 years ago, TODAY what a celebration! many believed that Twe'e's festival could be heard as far away as Sarloch forest to the northwest and magician made fireworks that could be seen farther away! It was a glorious day indeed
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Post by DUNCE on May 18, 2006 20:53:46 GMT -5
Ohblorx, you slowly travel over the crescent of a hill along the road and see the glorious steeple of the Twe'e church, as you advance you find the rest of the town bustling busilly under the noon sun. when you come to the south entrance two of the four guards block your entrance and one asks you roughly " What is your buisness here OUTSIDER" its obvious you've caused a disturbance, some of the people exiting give you dirty looks and people inside are pointing at you and murmuring to other people with frowns on their faces. One of the guards, a taller rougher, guard with plate armor completely covering him with visible fur jutting out of some seams, holds back the two guards blocking your path, gives you his apologies and lets you through. as you enter you see many, if not all the people activley avoiding you, there are many merchants on the streets as you enter, most look poor and dont have many things to sell
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 18, 2006 21:07:40 GMT -5
Ohblorx is very alien, distant to the concept of money and items, but he is quite hungry. To the guards he simply gurgles something in very broken Common, "You thank." He sniffs and seeks out a "foodplace", which may be a farmer's market, wheatfield, or restaraunt just as readily. His thick gelatinous body bubbles as he moves.
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Post by DUNCE on May 18, 2006 21:39:03 GMT -5
as you move twards the center of the city you find a building with a sign, on the sign is a steaming turkey on a platter, looks very mouthwatering, the building looks pretty ritzy, and on the window the words Noet Cafe artistically painted, as you look through the window you see tables, and stools next to a bar, there is a young female waitress looking at you, a scared look in her eyes.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 18, 2006 21:51:53 GMT -5
Ohblorx walks up to the sign, sniffing it, wondering why it smells so unappetizing despite its beautiful work. He begins to chew and nibble at it, not liking what he tastes. He leans down and knocks on the door, not knowing that one does not do that for public places, and burbles out, "Empty be me. Have soft discs for trade. Want food." He shows his small amount of money...
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Post by DUNCE on May 18, 2006 22:03:12 GMT -5
the waitresses eyes widen quickley, and she rushes to open the door and welcomes you in and seats you out of the way of window sight, less than five other patrons are also at the cafe and one says in an audiable tone of voice, "Finally, a respectable abomination, about time we got one that wasn't a bum" then his words trail off and you only hear the word stole as he was speaking afterwards.
you recieve a menu and it has pretty much everything you need, right in your price range, not alot of money is needed to buy a good quantity, this cafe hasn't been getting many customers lately but still gets by.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 18, 2006 22:38:06 GMT -5
Ohblorx's Monastic training has taught him to tolerate others' comments about him, confronting such prejudice on occasion, now not being such an occasion. It is what it is: It is silly to feel bad about it. Ohblorx asks for liquor, knowing that even with his unique body he won't want to drink the water until he knows it is well water, and orders a stew, fruit, bread, and whatever else appeals to him, knowing that he will be able to stock up for cheap...
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Post by DUNCE on May 19, 2006 11:43:39 GMT -5
all of that is brought to you on a large plate, it costs you 3 gold, as the waitress is bringing the food you hear some men walk by the cafe cheering with the 100th aniveristy of the dark ones defeat, they are obviously drunk.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 19, 2006 11:56:37 GMT -5
Ohblorx listens intently to discover what may be occuring, discovering what matters to the people of this town. Ohblorx uses his large jaw to consume all of it, horrifically but not messily.
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Post by DUNCE on May 19, 2006 17:53:30 GMT -5
you hear of "That bAstard Reima's been dea for one-HUNdrd years" and, "My Grandpappy to'd meh ab't that, 'n' how he fought" you hear a few other shlurred shentances but they can't really be heard over the others merryment.
the other patrons are greatly taken aback by the spectacle, the waitress comes out to ask the others and yourself if anyone would like some coffie or water, but abruptly stops when she passes your table, turns and asks you bedazzled how you ate all that, seeing as you have no pack on your person to put it in.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 19, 2006 18:32:41 GMT -5
"Me store hungry-remover in I. Are there other Reeeimas?", Ohblorx asking for other evil to destroy...
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Post by DUNCE on May 19, 2006 19:01:27 GMT -5
"wow, i didn't know you people could do that"...the waitresses face grows stern,"Reima? no, thats a person, only one, and he's been captured for the passed hundered years, nobody's seen anything or heard or anything, which is good, that murderer was a horrible person" the waitress says in a reflecting voice,"but enough about him, he's been long gone for a hundered years! he can't bother us anymore"
just then a man bursts in the doorway yelling "riot! up on the northern end of town coming here! you better board up these windows unless you want them to get smashed!" then he ran off to tell the other shops on that particular street.
the waitress runs out back and you hear loud voices saying things, the other people in the cafe quickley rise from their respective tables and scatter off once outside the eatery, presumably going to their houses.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 19, 2006 20:16:59 GMT -5
Ohblorx simply stumbles out of the cafe and walks obliviously, saying nothing to the waitress then thinking he's being rude and alleviates this by waving with his rear arm, striding into the north...
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Post by DUNCE on May 19, 2006 21:40:30 GMT -5
While you walk a few people are running passed you, not caring about their racism, they seemed to be afraid of something, probably the riot, as you walk closer, more and more people are running passed you, terror in their eyes, this isn't any normal riot
you see tiny blood stains on the ground, something was bleeding and dragged into the church around from the left side inside, the church doors have a dent in them, as if they were held shut from the inside and something knocked through.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 19, 2006 22:15:49 GMT -5
Ohblorx finds an entrance into the church if he can; otherwise, he will use his acid to break into the church.
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Post by DUNCE on May 19, 2006 23:36:26 GMT -5
those doors there are accesable, as you push the door open, it stops, you look around to see what you have hit and its a body, without a left arm and lower... anything, doesn't look as though they were cut off, more like, crushed off.
you hear a thud, as a clergyman falls lifeless to the ground, torso crushed, blood drips from his body 40 fet away from you, you see that the blood pooling on the marble flooring doesn't pool in a certain area, like an outline of large footprints in which the blood will not tread.
then the outlines cease to be, the blood starts to pool there, and two blood-ringed feet start dashing twards you, you can't hear them touch them ground, but you plainly see the feet racing twards you.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 20, 2006 10:53:03 GMT -5
Ohblorx feels bad momentarily thinking he may have clumsily killed a poor man, but he soon figures that it is this creature charging for him. His strange sensorium attempts to predict the incoming attacks. He steps forward, delivering a brutal punch downward, then attempts to follow the motion of the resulting blow that will hopefully knock the thing into the blood so he can lift it with another blow then swallow it into his deadly Athach mouth.
OOG: Waiting for my invisible attacker actions to go off. Also, my critical actually has an additional 7 damage.
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Post by DUNCE on May 20, 2006 16:25:05 GMT -5
as you sink your jaw into the behemoth, you feel the usual presure of biting something, then it turns to nothingness.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 20, 2006 16:49:49 GMT -5
Ohblorx flings wildly in the area for maybe thirty seconds, making sure it is nowhere in the area, then rushes to see if there is anything he can do for the robeman (what Ohblorx calls clerics) or if there are any other people in the area. If there is anything on either corpse to loot, he will do so; his notion of private property is quite skewed at best.
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Post by DUNCE on May 20, 2006 20:34:46 GMT -5
As you flail, you notice many other bodies that hid refuge here and were killed by that beast, blood smears the walls, tapestrys, marble floor, wooden benches, everyone was killed.
as you go to the holyman to search his belongings you find a small half-empty bottle of holy water. all of the other bodies have been crushed into inrecognizable balls of blood, bones and organs.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 20, 2006 21:11:37 GMT -5
Ohblorx stores the bottle of holy water and investigates the bodies a bit more closely to make sure there is no breathing, then will check out the rest of the church to see if there are any more such beasts. If he finds nothing of interest, he will leave the church and continue to head to the main riot.
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Post by DUNCE on May 20, 2006 21:29:02 GMT -5
as you leave the church you hear a faint shuffle under one of the benches in the church, as you turn to see who it is, you see a wounded little girl slowly easing her way out from under the seating...then she sees you, her face, the picture of horror, and she turns to run, then falls unconsious from the lack of blood.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 20, 2006 21:41:42 GMT -5
Ohblorx withdraws his acid from his body so he may hold the girl in front of him. His monastic code, despite being neutral, demands that he protect innocents (indeed, the very concept is Peace over "Good"). He runs as fast as his giant body lets him, moving from the church to the nearest place where he thinks someone may be, calling out in his distinct bubble-like voice "GIRL HURT! GIRL HURT! HER HELP!"
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Post by DUNCE on May 21, 2006 15:43:36 GMT -5
As your running you find a building with a hospital, a man runs out of it and yells for you to come to him with the woman
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 21, 2006 16:48:23 GMT -5
Ohblorx rushes to it and says, "She girl. She hurt." His red gelatin body carries her into the hospital, looking at the other people, knowing their looks of confusion and even hate will be coming, not sure why...
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Post by DUNCE on May 21, 2006 17:02:03 GMT -5
they bring you a table to set her on, and they take her away, and the man that was outside asks you "What did you do to her!? You MONSTER!"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 21, 2006 17:04:32 GMT -5
"Me do nothing. If me did, me would burn her with my ooze. She near-killed by clear thing. Could not see. If me hurt her, me would not bring her to you, me would be scared."
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Post by DUNCE on May 22, 2006 20:32:59 GMT -5
the humans see your logic and believe you, then a nurse comes out of the hallway the girl was taken and says to you in a solomn voice, "she's dead, it turns out some of her insides got pretty smashed up and, we couldn't save her"
some of the people's eyes grow soft and an old woman begins to cry deeply from memories of her children. You see some other non-humans in the waiting room, many of them seem as if they've been hit pretty hard with blunt or sharp objects.
just then, a man burst through the door and yells very loudly through gasps for air "THE CHURCH! *gasp* DEAD! BLOOD! *gasp*" The man clutches his belly , and as he looks up, he spots you and the pupils of his eyes sink into a pit of fear. the histerical man points at you and says in a staggering voice, "Y-YOU! I saw you run into the church and then i heard some thrashing going on, then i saw you flee, obviously escaping the crime scene." then he looks around wildly, grabs the nearest person and yells at him "HE KILLED ALL THOSE PEOPLE! I KNOW IT! SEE FOR YOURSELF!! EVEN THE CARDINAL IS DEAD!!"
at this many of the people start to look at you blankly, and some even start to run for their lives, passed you out the door screaming for the authorities. at this spectacle almost all the others flee, but one stays, an old man, catfolk, with a steel walking stick.
the old catfolk man walks up to you "I am Jeren, once a head palidan for the Kings guard, I know you didn't do it son, my detect evil/truth aura would have told me if you werent trustworthy," and then the old man whips up his cane and unsheaths a dagger out of one end and holds it to Ohblorx's neck with blazing speed, "For if you were an evil being, i'd send you back to the pit." Jeren sheaths his weapon and returns to a normal voice,"please, this way, before the autorities arrive." He starts to head in the opposite direction of the main entrance.
(with or without a sense motive check, the DC is waaay too high for to to get even on a natural 20, so, you automatically think he's trustworthy)
as you follow him, he leads you through many back alleys to a run down old house, N,NE end of the city, in a bad part of the city, as you enter the building with him, you feel queasy for a half second then realize, you've been teleported!
you servey your surroundings, and realize your in the main hall of a gorgeous mansion,as you turn to look at the entrance, you notice that its like a vertical pool of water, and on the other side is a crappy house adjecant the street.
Jeren asks you if theres anything you would like, claps his hands three times and an old catfolk woman slowly descends the spiral starway on the other side of the room and exclaims "Oh! we have a guest!" and a few other non-humans start to pour out of a few adjecant rooms, all looking at you expectantly. some are scorpionfolk, some catfolk, some merpeople,some were-beasts, some ghosts, all wanted to see the new addition, many have never seen a gelatinous Athatch before and marvel at you.
after a moment Jeren asks once again,"anything i can get you?"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on May 22, 2006 21:24:28 GMT -5
Ohblorx repeats verbatim what he said when he is accused of murder. When the people begin to panic, he burbles loudly, "SERENITY! SERENITY!" When he sees the old man coming up to him, he is not the type to underestimate based on appearance, so as the blade is put to his throat, he is both unafraid and impressed. "You fast. Me like you. You treat Ohblorx fair." Ohblorx tends to think the best of people, so he wouldn't even look aside from the superficial. Ohblorx takes everything in, saying to the cat woman (trying to be polite and sincere) "You pretty. Ohblorx not hungry, me would like a bit of fruit or fruit juice, Ohblorx wants to help people. You have something to tell Ohblorx?"
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Post by DUNCE on May 22, 2006 21:35:20 GMT -5
the catfolk woman says in a happy tone, "Yes, please don't tell anyone about this place, many people are prejudiced against what they don't understand. Though, I don't think I have to worry too much, you look as though you can keep a secret, also, I wouldn't worry about anyone understanding you! we must treatyour grammer, please come with me to my study" The woman begins to walk ina dignified manner twards the staircase, the other people there look at you for a small incrament of time before resuming whatever task they were up too, as a were bear woman and catfolk woman leave you hear giggling right afterwards.
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