Conquest of Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master SinBlade06

An Evil campaign from the mind of the Nameless GM


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Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Taldra rises early to groom her horse and get things ready for the rest of the journey. "good morning Sir Moone, I see you are up early as well. That is a nice hat you have there. Quite similar to this ring I now wear to appear as if I am eleven like you."

GM even though Taldra wears the ring she still needs her "sunglasses" correct?


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Quite Similar, though it is new to me,and I am still trying to learn its capabilities. He smiles wistfully, I got it from a mark who tried to hide from me, but he still reacted to his name, the fool. He was an odd duck, and i roasted him like one... He seems to fade for a moment, thinking, and then doffs his cap, and shifts. His face, his hair, his clothing, it all molds and shapes to a human man in blood-stained grament.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

He turns to Taldra, saying "Did it work?


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

"Aye it worked. However, I find the really you to be the more attractive one. So I wonder if you can still look like you even when you're fused with you friend." Taldra answers with a soft smile.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Smiles wistily, then doffs his cap, shifting to the from he first showed them.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

When the others wake, I would like to run something by you all. For tonight's festivities, should any musical performances be required, i would like to volunteer, as i get so few chances to perform for those who might live to hear it again.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

"My friend if you wish to entertain at court pleae feel free. I unfortunately will be preoccupied with other matters." Taldra answers, then she pauses for a second, "Sir Moone would you mind if I inquired about your more personal side?"


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Not at all. As he listens to Taldra's question, Ian doffs his cap, Once again changing and morphing his flesh outside of his own. He also Shifts into a more formal yet simple way of dress, a simple white shirt and Black Brocade Coat and black trousers.


Female Sylph Witch 9

Upon waking in the morning from a well nights rest, Crystal reaches into her bag pulling out a folded dress before stepping behind the wagon to change into something more fancy for the evening that is to come. She comes back into the wagon in a simple yet elegant dress She smiles a little to herself as this was something that she would wear while courting men. This is sure to catch a man or two She thinks as she hopes to get as close as possible to the target although she is much to young for his taste.


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar spent the night and into the next morning keeping watch and still felt as if he had energy to burn the next morning. He had no need to put on his armor or clothing as he well...is already in it. As everyone is getting up they can see him slightly up the path, sitting Indian style with a book and some odds and ends and he is speaking in his native tongue to the book as it would seem. He is obviously preparing spells but also he occasionally looked up at the sky while still talking as if he is..Praying?


Taldra still needs her sunglasses, yes. She may look like a regular Elf, but she's still a Drow regardless. You can make your glasses look as though they are reading glasses with the ring and blend in a little better.

Salazar's prediction of the weather comes true as dark rainclouds from the north quickly overtake the group, the rain coming down hard.

If you wish to make any headway you had better start moving quickly before the rain makes it a little harder to travel. You may continue your spell preparation in the safety of Taldra's wagon.

Salazar, your spell preparation is not like a wizards'. You commune with nature itself, not a spell book. Let me know what spells you prepare though.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

What is it you wish to know Taldra?


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

"First Sir Moone what might I call you? For Sir Moone is a tad formal if we are to be travel companions. Also, what made you wish to travel and see the world?" Taldra asks while moving to join Sir Moone.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

You may call me Ian, or you may call me no one, names and words are but wind to me He says with a smile, not wanting to seem harsh. I travel the world out of habit. I spent my younger years...hunting, shall we say, a few people from my past. People who no longer take breath, if you catch my meaning. The traveling, skulking, even the hunting is out of habit, and out of enjoyment for the game I play


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

"You people disgust me."


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Why so? He smiles, but it doesn't meet his eyes. His body becomes taut, his face somewhat strained.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

"I'm sorry you beast of a man but some of us are not ill kept heathens of the world. Some of us prefer to not smell like a dead animal some cleric attempted to revive from death." Taldra sneers at Ybewyr.

Turning her atention back to Ian, "Ian it is huh? I think it's a pleasant name. As for the hunting I know that all too well. I've been after the same beast shall we say for 50 years. Once I finally find it, then I will make sure it draws its last breath."


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

And there in lies our difference in hunt. My hunt is over, all 6 are dead. They...did something that i thought deserved a slow death. I broke them, they were my dogs, revered me as master, as a god, and then i ended them. By then they were less than men. After that...I continued my hunt. I don't break them anymore, but they still piss themselves, shaking in their boots at night in the cold, waiting for me to come... He seems to grow wistful for a moment, almost happy, but then snaps from his revelry and meets Taldra's eyes once more, with a smile.


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar glances behind him after finishing his small thing and kinda scoffs at them. He then begins speaking in his native tongue. Which sounds like a deep, dark, ancient language that sounds like a snake hissing at something else. He cares not to hide his speech other then the fact he is speaking in a language that nobody could even begin to understand.


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

"Listen very carefully, Drow, I do not care if you are the key to this whole operation. I will end you without a second thought. It does not matter to me the consiquences. I have no alligence to this group." Ybewyr says pointing his meaty finger at Taldra.

"And as for you, Summoner, your petty clothing means nothing to the wild of nature. You do not scare me, you never will." Ybewyr says to Moone.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

"My clothing need not scare you, but do you not respect the strength and horror of these twisted abberations of nature, which I can summon? I do not ask that you fear me, only to respect what I can do. I, for instance, know i would lose in an upfront combat with you, which is why I wouldn't fight an upfront combat with you. I would Build a force, a strength of numbers, and strike at you, not with brute strength, but with overwhelming numbers. I also would not try to kill you, but merely play a game... He pauses for a moment, to collect himself, and then but I will trust you, as I must, or if only because you interest me, you barbaric member of the wild faith. I will be a comrade to all of you, and a friend, so long as I have no reason to cease doing so. He's eyes, his face, his entire person seem to relax, and he meets your eyes calmly, where previously there was cold, near hate, anger, and psycopathy.


Male Snake Assassin

He stands up and pulls out his assassins dagger and listens to the conversation while throwing his dagger into a tree as if he was practicing with a throwing knife. He seems rather uninterested in the back story of the new guy or the argument insuring mostly because he is use to being on his own and silent. be careful you two...causing trouble...during a job...makes you lose focus. 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 throwing knife at tree just to burn time.


Female Sylph Witch 9

there are pleanty of things that can make one loose focus..including romance...real love is disgusting." she says under her breath. "Do you think we will be at the ground were the performers are supposed to be soon?"


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

You say love is disgusting, and yet, do you not LOVE what you do? Do you not do what you LOVE? If so, do you disgust yourself? Oh Snap! All is said in a jovial tone, its easily distinguishable as humor, not mocking or insult. Ian is smiling widely.


Male Snake Assassin

He walks over to retrive his dagger then spins around and walks right up to Crystal and wraps an arm around her with an evil grin on his face. You gotta be careful who you decide to "romance"....there are a few in this world who are gifted...or cursed with killing their lovers because they have weak bodies. I should know...I speak from personal experience. He quickly backs off of her and gives a lot of space in case she decides to blast him with something.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ha! Well said my friend, well said. Ian looks back to Taldra,Now that the joking is done, was there anything else you wished to ask, Taldra? He looks up at the dreary sky, and perhaps it would be best asked on the road in the caravan, so that yours and Crystal's beautiful dresses are not soaked through. While a pleasant sight for myself, I doubt you would be much happy.


Female Sylph Witch 9

She is taken aback for a second before thinking about a reply. "I speak of the love that one feels for another, the one time I thought it was love it was nothing more the deceit. He suffered a fate worse than death. The love for ones job and self is much different then the love for another human being. I do what I must to live and care for myself and nothing more." Her hand glows for a second before she aims it at Salazar. A ray of frost hits him in the chest giving him minor chills. "Be careful what you say to me. It could have been much worse if I wanted to.
to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1


Male Snake Assassin

ACH! woman...you do not know what death is. How can you say that without first experiencing its cold... heartless...embrace. You're argument is invalid. He brushes off the frost from his armor. When you die. There is nothing left. No growth. No repentance. No getting over you're loss. You die and there is nothing left but death. Your broken heart mends. Until I shove this knife. He holds up his assassins dagger. Into it... He walks off and hops back into a string of trees and vanishes. 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (1) + 18 = 19 stealth


Female Sylph Witch 9

Was not looking to validate my argument good sir, only to make a point to watch what you say to a spell caster that could easily burn you with a look or even a simple pat on the back. She snickers softly. I do not fear death for it comes to all. If it comes sooner let it be however the likelyhood of someone putting a hit on my head are low.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12


Male Snake Assassin

Do not be so sure of yourself slut of a woman.... Salazar gets out of the tree and just starts walking off without them. He is done talking.


Female Sylph Witch 9

Good luck getting in the Passports are in the wagon! She shouts off to him before sitting down in the back of the wagon obviously deep in thought.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian enters the wagon as well, motioning for Taldra to join him and continue their conversation.
You mentioned passports, might there be one for myself?


Male Snake Assassin

He just keeps going. Not even flinching at the thought he lost the passport. He did not care. He did not fear getting caught by the guard. He pulls up his hood and mask and walks on. The cold rain bouncing off his black clothing.


There are five passports in the chest Salazar brought back from the Quail. There's one for each of you, including a special passport for Salazar that allows even a poison-blooded being like himself to enter the Elitist Golden Rule.

Taldra's passport is of an Elven female, Ian's is a Half-Elf male, Ybewyr is a Human male, Crystal's is a Human female, and Salazar's is a special Red Pass Vishkanyan male. However, since he's away from the group, he'd need to retrieve his passport or sneak in.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Shouts Hey, my stubborn serpentine friend, I believe I have something you will need in a difficult situation!


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

Ybewyr stits in the back of the wagon quietly, plotting how he would kill each and everyone of the people on this mission.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

No Ian our conversation can wait until we are along again. I need time to perfect how I look for tonight. I've got to get these glasses to look like normal ones an elf would use for reading. Taldra answers as she follows Ian


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian sits down and looks at those around him in the caravan. I believe we should finalize some actually planning for tonight's festivities. For instance, I mentioned earlier to Taldra that I could take care of any musical performances or distractions necessary. A voice in conjunction with a strong violin can cover and distract from many things, when done well. We also need to decide about the master of ceremonies, and his performers. Are we going to kill them? If so how? Where? When? How? Where will we stash the bodies?


Female Sylph Witch 9

Simple we kill them in their area were they train silently then leave the bodies no one will suspect


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

What about special cases? say there are six of them, instead of our 5. Or if one of them is famed for a skill none of us is capable of? Do we even know that?


Female Sylph Witch 9

Very true, however our brute can take them down easily, he seems strong enough. That and with magic and Stealth should he rejoin us we can take on a large group with ease.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Alright, that will take care of the murder, but what of the impersonation? Will there be loved ones at the gathering? friends? will we be asked to perform as our respective faces are capable of performing? For instance, were your face to be supposedly skilled in the Violin, but mine the Lute? Would we be there to perform at all?


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar looks back for a moment as he hears the yelling and then he himself yells back. Hurry up! Norberger demands a kill! Can you not feel his will in the very weather that now soaks these lands!? We must get moving! Being the impatient loner that he usually is he turns and darts on forward, the thought of completing the job filling his head.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Mutters Stubborn lizard...


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Taldra rolls her eyes at Salazar. "Salazar if you're becoming jelous, then you could always come join us." Talra said with an eveil grin.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Oh really? So I have to share now? He querks his eyebrow, barely managing a straight face.


Female Sylph Witch 9

Crystal chuckles softly before she starts to mess with a piece of cloth changing it color.


Male Snake Assassin

Yells from even further distance. Job comes first love, then play. He turns around and waits for them to get close then he jumps up onto the horse pulling the caravan so he is facing backwards. and yes ye silver tongued bastard you have to share...I was here first. Get your own Drow. They could not see what expression he was making on his face due to the mask and hood.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Hands Salazar his passport "Yes, but I'm highly unlikely to come across one who won't try to kill or enslave me, unlike the Lady Taldra" Smiles brightly.


Male Snake Assassin

He takes the passport and looks at it curiously. No I think she would too...she already tried that to me so who says she would not do that to you as well. and what the hell is up with my passport!? why is it red?!.

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