Male Elf Wizard 01
"They shall sing of our battle for ages!" replies Vergil, with a sarcastic grin. "The nasty thing did scratch me a bit, but it should heal by tomorrow. I think my pride took more damage than my flesh. What's inside that sarcophagus?" I will appraise what I can... 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Male Elf Wizard 01
Vergil spins around as he notices movement in the dark, drawing his longsword and striking out at the unseen fiend. After slashing, he briefly flickers out of appearance and reappears at Piatra's side. "It seems we have some visitors... Let's show them a good time!" assuming the one next to me attacks without moving...
attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Male Elf Wizard 01
"Unfortunately my studies today turned up nothing other than an outstanding amount of fun." Turning to Piatra, "I understand your wanderlust old friend, perhaps some of us should investigate in town and a few others can search the prison. After Dryden speaks, "I for one, would love a good false crypt expedition tonight!"
Male Elf Wizard 01
Whenever I am done researching in the library... Vergil flickers back into the main room.
Knowledge Local for information on the Palentine Eye = 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Vergil, again distracted, dances around the room looking at various trinkets on the tables and shelves, then after a bit he returns to a calm standing posture and raises one hand as if in thought.
Male Elf Wizard 01
When Vergil enters the house he is immediately distracted by the books, and begins bubbling around looking at things excitedly. Eventually, halfway through the reading of the will, he pops back into view, once again serious. When the reading of the will is done Vergil comments,
After the reading of the Journal:
Knowledge Arcana check on the Whispering Way = 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Male Elf Wizard 01
Immediately following the dramatic pause of Hasmir's story, Vergil begins talking from the back of the crowd - a little cheerier than the occasion calls for, "I first met the professor with his back against the wall facing a terrible fiend! Luckily for the both of us I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going that day and I ended up right in between the two of them. The foe was disoriented enough that we were able to escape together, and as we fled we laughed and became close friends, as those who survive peril often do. He was a man of immense knowledge and courage, and we both learned much from each other in the years to come. He imbued his legacy and knowledge in the lives he touched, and in that way I feel he lives on in all of us today."
Male Elf Wizard 01
To Piatra: "Hello old friend! I wish we could have reunited under better circumstances." Vergil takes a position behind the coffin in the procession, solemnly following the pallbearers. When the villagers confront the party, Vergil moves beside the coffin and addresses them: "Good sirs! You must understand the greatness that this man possessed. His body deserves the best of treatment as his mind embarks on his next journey. Please, leave us be." Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19 I would also like to see if I recognize any of these villagers from my travels... Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Male Elf Wizard 01
"Hello, Hello!" bursts a tall, robed elf, seemingly from out of nowhere. His tone and manner are slightly more cheery and loud than meets the occasion, as if his mind is elsewhere. He is remarkably thin has long silver hair, glowing from underneath his brown hood. Unbefitting to his appearance, he has a youthful charm about him. Suddenly, with a more serious expression, he bows slightly and begins talking calmly: "Pleased to make all of your acquaintances. The Professor was a dear friend of mine, and I offer my sincerest condolences. You may call me Vergil." |
