Time for the Tomb of Borrors!


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"Yum, For the Devourer !"

He lashes out his tongue as his jaw unhinges he pulls the carcass back towards him and much like a snake be gins the process of getting the big worm into his gullet.

After about a few minutes or so he has swallowed the enormous worm whole he smiles and belches his thundering belch.

"Devourer happy now. Me miss Gazebo."

Scarab Sages

"Allow me to introduce myself: I am Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis, traveler and toymaker, and these..." He sets his crossbow back at his side and reaches into his haversack to pull out two odd statuettes, each about the size of a large housecat, and setting them on the ground: One is made of iron and takes the shape of a skeleton with a wicked blade and garnet eyes, and the other a silver ourobouros which manages to stand perfectly on its side when set down. To others' surprise, they then begin to scuttle and wheel about of their own accord, making various curious clicking noises as they do so, though never straying overly far from their master, as though they are both his bodyguards and his children. "...are my traveling companions! Not much for conversation, though. As they say, you can live without a brother, but not without a friend. Tell me: What brings you here? I am here because I...got lost. Or was merely wandering, which does not necessitate me being lost, but perhaps both occurred in turn...."


I really really wanna smash a toy.


"Hi I am Nasty."

He reaches out his hand as a wave of putrid rotting flesh mixed with sweat assaults your senses.

You notice he is huge packed with muscle a extra long tongue lolls out of his mouth and you notice a large strand of drool coming out as well.

"You have anything to eat? I am hungry."

Scarab Sages

Tvashtri ponders this for a moment, then reaches deep into his haversack and pulls out a small tin. The smell of carrion begins rapidly losing ground to the smell of rosewater.

"Lokum?"

He briefly shoots AM HEALER a disapproving look.

"You could learn a thing or two from this gentleman," he indicates The Nasty Orc, "about manners."


Pfft.

Sovereign Court

Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis wrote:

He briefly shoots AM HEALER a disapproving look.

"You could learn a thing or two from this gentleman," he indicates The Nasty Orc, "about manners."

Now Now, TAK you cannot fault a priest of Bashy for wanting to smash toys or anything for that matter. It is his religious beliefs after all.


He's just upset that Nasty and I were killing things while he was busy holding the door open.

Scarab Sages

JRR Tolkien wrote:


Now Now, TAK you cannot fault a priest of Bashy for wanting to smash toys or anything for that matter. It is his religious beliefs after all.

Bashy, you say - any relation to the great poet Matsuo Bashy?

"If you would be like great bashers, do not attempt to mimic their style of bashing; rather, seek to bash what they sought to bash."


Schism wrote:

He's just upset that Nasty and I were killing things while he was busy holding the door open.

Partially true.

Quote:

Bashy, you say - any relation to the great poet Matsuo Bashy?

"If you would be like great bashers, do not attempt to mimic their style of bashing; rather, seek to bash what they sought to bash."

My Lord of All Bludgeons is known by many names.


At first you though the rosewater would indeed over power the smell emanating from Nasty Orc but indeed the smells seem to mingle now making a more sickly sweet smell of rotting flesh and other horrid smells which offend the more refined pallet of TAK now that he has been in Nasty's presence for longer than a minute.

He gobbles down the entire tin of treats. "Yum pretty good. Anything more?" a thick stream of salvia runs down the orcs chin as he smiles an almost childlike smile.


Uh, don't forget about me. Unless there's nothing going on, I can bereally chrismatic and cast spell through my draconic bloodline.

Sovereign Court

Nasty: Yeah that rosewater ain't doin nothin for that stench, although your breath is still minty fresh

AMS: You are able to grab a couple of candies before Nasty gnoshes them all down.


Hey, Tavi. Do you mind if we return these eyes to their owner?


JRR Tolkien wrote:

Nasty: Yeah that rosewater ain't doin nothin for that stench, although your breath is still minty fresh

AMS: You are able to grab a couple of candies before Nasty gnoshes them all down.

Anything else magical via detect magic?

Sovereign Court

AMS: Nope this room is devoid of magic, except the 2 blue crystals.


OOH, Shinies!

Scarab Sages

Tvashtri looks at his suddenly-empty hand with an expression of mild shock and sadness, prestidigitates a few puffs of ammonia, and sidles over toward AM SORCERER TOO's direction, his mechanicals dutifully following at his hooves.

"So, what brings you to this place? If you seek the Amulet of Yendor, I noticed that somebody already appears to have taken that."


Schism wrote:

OOH, Shinies!

I saw THEM first!


Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis wrote:


"So, what brings you to this place? If you seek the Amulet of Yendor, I noticed that somebody already appears to have taken that."

"My dragon-ancestors told me so. And as a bonus, I'm an authentic freak so nature."


goes over and retrieves the eyes before Schism does

Sovereign Court

AMS: I believe Schism has one of the eyes already, If you ask TAK real nice he may give you the other one


Well.., finder's keepers I guess...

Scarab Sages

Tvashtri notices the gem nestled atop his turban for the first time. It doesn't actually belong there.

"Oooh!"

His tail erupts from the back of his robes, whips around the gem, and brings it to his eye-level, where he scrutinizes it with the care and expertise of a practiced jeweler (because he is one, after all).

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24

Sovereign Court

TAK: The gem is made of blue quartz and is worth next to nothing of value... except of course to that poor bastard in the other room who is missing his eyeballs.

Scarab Sages

Tvashtri pouts at the gem, then waves it around at the party. "Might anyone else have more insight into this than I?"


I will take it off you hands.


Whistles something draconic to ease the time


"yeah my dad needs them."

"At least I think it is my dad. Not sure cause I never met him but he is what I imagine my father would look like."


Yes, yes. Lets all go see the ghost and give him his eyes. Hopefully he will not attack us, or turn us into other species like poor Alyssa.

Sovereign Court

Ok you all make it back to the room with the poor blind orc spirit. He will continue to wail on about his eyes.

Liberty's Edge

"Alright guys, just had to go to the-who's the new guy? Nasty has a father? Are those GEMS I see? Man I'm never going to the bathroom again!"*gets in his chair*

Sovereign Court

Nesod: Be careful of bathrooms, We lost Full BAB Rogue in plate in the Loo.

Liberty's Edge

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I TOLD him his ACP was affecting his Swim, but he didn't listen to me!

Sovereign Court

Yeah, I think he was counting on his acrobatics a bit too much


"DAD we got your eyes back."

Turning to Schism.

"Show Dad his eyes."

Scarab Sages

"Ah, hello there! I am Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis. Another warrior-ascetic and artificer of their own flesh, correct? A pleasure to meet you - and you can even speak coherently! The last one I knew had had her lips sewn shut, I was beginning to wonder if that was a requirement of the practice...."

Tvashtri turns from Nesod to notice the ghost.

"Hmm...you know, I've heard scuttlebutt regarding a practice wherein a magician may house a spirit in a specially-designed mechanical..." He looks down at the iron skeleton and silver oroboros dutifully orbiting his hooves, "...but these are not the proper mechanicals, and this may not be the proper spirit, besides."

Liberty's Edge

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"Uh...I got my undead powers for Christmas. And I didn't understand half of the words you just said."


*Lifts up the gems.*

See, we have your eyes.

Sovereign Court

The ghostly orc reaches out for his eyes and plunks them in his head, The eyes stay in place. He Blinks and looks around. Much Better then turning towards the group. Now, lets try this again. What is it you wanted to know?

Scarab Sages

"How far out into the color spectrum are you able to see with those eyes?"

Sovereign Court

R.O.Y.G.B.I.V.


"What's your favourite colour? And, uh, smell?"

Liberty's Edge

"What is your name? What is your quest? What is your favorite color?


Yes I am in costume today

Jenny: He looks at you sheepishly, Well I do happen to like green quite a bit, and as far as smells. I have become quite fond of rotten meat along with sour milk

Nesod:My name is The Stanky Orc, My quest is to be free of this horrible place. I like green, I used to be green.


Is it possible? Could he be Nasty's long lost father?
Nah, too much of a coincidence.

Scarab Sages

"What is preventing you from escaping, and where might you wish to go?"


Schism: Nasty..Nasty He lives

TAK: I along with several others whom I had never seen before were brought here and cursed to remain here till some prophecy or such does not come to pass. I would love to go back to my dung filled cave and continue my work.


HAHA. YOU SAID DUNG, AND THAT SOUNDS LIKE DONG.


"Are you my father?"

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