Corona's page

For even more creepy, I'd suggest playing a halfling and taking the Childlike feat. Then, every morning(or whenever) that you commune with your poppet for spells, you have a tea party...

Don't forget that Farmer Bob and Sir Slaughter need to have at least 5 Hit Dice before they can even show up on any Alignment-Radar(with the usual exceptions, like having the Aura class feature).

In other words.....I'm over thinking the whole thing ;)

Well, if Mr. Quick's statement about sanity blasting is any indication, merely thinking about summoning them caused you to go insane enough that you did not realize your were over thinking it.

But what do I know about insanity? I'm just a lichling. ;)

Fluff. Don't just summon a fiendish wolf, give some nice curtains to go with the Tapestry.

Unearthed Arcana(a 3.5 book) has ways to create individualized summoning lists, so you may get your DT creature that way with DM approval.

And slowly, ever so slowly, we work our way toward the first goblin BBEG...

I put a spell on you
And now you are mine
You can't stop the things I do
I ain't lying
It's been 300 years
Right down to the day
Now the witch is back
And there's hell to pay

I put a spell on you
And now
You are mine

Hello Salem
My Names Winnie. Whats yours?

I put a spell on you
And now you're gone
Gone, gone, gone, so long!
My whammy fell on you
And it was strong
So strong, so strong, so strong!
Your wretched little lives have all been cursed
'Cause of all the witches working
I'm the worst!
I put a spell on you,
And now you're mine

Watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, she ain't lyin'

If you don't believe
You'd better get superstitious
Ask my sisters!
She's vicious

I put a spell on you
A wicked spell
I put a spell on you

Sisters!
Ah-Say-Into-Pie
Oppa-Maybe-Uppen-Die
Ah-Say-Into-Pie
Oppa-Maybe-Uppen-Die
In-Kama-Koray-Ah-Ma
In-Kama-Koray-Ah-Ma
Hey, High, say bye-bye-iii-iii
Bye-bye

Dragonborn Jack wrote:

Devlyn, Jack o' Nine Dales wrote:

[Shadow Jumps in, looks down at all the beer cans][Shadow Jumps]

That guy looked oddly familiar...

;)

"Who was that cowled Dalesman...?"

;D

Was it a bird? A plane? No, it was Cookie Man!

But I like Rocky Road much better.

The next poster spells every other word wrong.

Power smash? Nah, just the usual evil person stereotype.

I may be a lich of moderate power, but I won't be going after great wyrms!

20 wyrmlins(or 10 very young dragons) wil suffice for my plans. I won't even be using the entire body of each one...

It's not necessary for someone to sense it. The only reason I asked was to add some mystery to the question "What is going to happen?" by adding "with all these dragons dying?"

Question!

Who here has the ability to tell when a dragon has died?

I ask because they are powerfully magical creatures and are similar to forces off nature. Given this fact, I was thinking some might be able to tell when you died(from old age, battle, poison, etc).

"Ah, just what I was looking for!" Corona says as she buys one of the few items she still need for her plan. She doesn't kill the merchant though, that would call too much attention to herself, and she couldn't afford that now. She lets her shadow wings carry her away as she busily scribes runes into her new purchase.

Those last two items though.. she was going to need some help getting those.

And thus transpires the 'big reveal': Sytt was never a true yugoloth. He still worked for Charon, but as a type of daemon called a somesdaemon. When he managed to pull off a stunt which really ticked off the yugoloths (the daemons' rivals), they decided to teach him a lesson. He was bound into a yugoloth body. The spell can't be reproduced easily, though, which is why they couldn't make him a true yugoloth. That's also why he couldn't' advance in rank. The spell only lasted a certain length of time, though, and it just expired.

Note: He's actually not much more powerful than he was before. Before, his numerous items and suchwhat gave him the advantage he needed. Now, though, he's a lot more unpredictable. Not only is he free now, his superiority complex has returned and he believes himself pretty much infallible.

Ooh, look at the little puppy ripping the silly clerics to shreds! (^-^)

I wish for someone else's wish to be granted, as long as it would be something I would agree to.

Granted! Someone wishes for a free dinner for two at your favorite restaurant, and they invite you along. It is reather unfortunate that the food wasn't cooked properly and gave you both intestinal parasites.

I wish for a pet dog.

Corona sits atop a building, kicking her feet and watching the cookie-man fidget down on the street below.

"Really, you'd think he'd just move on already. Such a sad thing to be missing the pain and suffering when it is so close by."

De;ighted by all the destruction, Corona seems to almost dance around the roof tops, happily ending suffering or causing it.

Let's see if they notice a new name in the thread...

Her shopping done, Corona is about to leave the Bazaar when she hears the fighting and the screaming. She sits on the roof of a nearby shop and watches.

Careful now - studies show that prolonged exposure to The Dalesman can cause paradigm shifts in morality, as well as spontaneous bouts of goodwill and an all-around 'good feeling' about life in general.*

*Studies conducted on random samples of prime and planar travellers exposed to semi-regular to regular contact with The Dalesman. Individual results may vary. Use as directed.

:D

But who in their right mind(or their left mind if they have one) would fill out a perscription for 2-? daily doses of cookie-man?

Whistling a tune, Corona begins to search the Bazaar for large amounts of adamantine, two large gems, warmaces used by giants of at least Huge size, and every bit of stray magic she can gather. All of which goes into a bag she is carrying...

Seeing the goblin(s?) flee, Lk puts away his axe and shifts back into a wolf pup. He goes over to the boy and nudges him, even placing reassuring a paw on his side.

A slightly familiar voice floats down from above. Looking up, Lk sees the lichling from the competition sitting on a roof.

"Oh my, you caused the nasty goblins to run away before I could have any fun. It seems I underestimated you, little Shango, and your abilities. Until we meet again...
She floats away before Tristan can look up to see who was talking(hopefully).

After finishing her tea, Corona leaves the Tavern to and slaughter some goblins. Her contacts will tell her if anything interesting happens...

Corona wrote:

Floats through the door and finds a booth all to herself.

"Mint tea please, and if possible keep people from bothering me."

"At once. Is thre anything you wish?"

"Nothing else, no."

Corona enters the R&D, leaving the crowds of the Bazaar behind.

Floats through the door and finds a booth all to herself.

"Mint tea please, and if possible keep people from bothering me."

"As for you, undead spawn, we can 'debate' life vs. undeath later."

For some reason, the halfling seems to grow sad.

"Enjoy life while you can, for it is easily lost..."

She slowly floats away.

"I'll take the smell of cookies over twelve-century old rotten spleen any day of the week, lady," he says with a grin.

"And considering that most of the people watching this bloodsport are anything but innocent, that argument doesn't hold much water for me. Next?"

"I'm only a few years dead cookie-man. Do you really plan to fight me? The usual death today is boring, which is the reason I decided to cause some small evils amoung your merry little group. It is so fun to play the old games again..."

Returning his attention to the 'woman', he says, "And you shouldn't presume to talk about other people's conditions without their consent, lich" emphasizing the last word, "unless you want your own dirty laundry brought out for all to see too."

"I'd advise you to leave right now and not bother any of us again, before you have a very bad last day," as he readies an action.

"Don't think you can destroy me easily. And as for conditions, people who smell like cookies shouldn't swing blades. Also, think for a moment cookie-man, do you want to fight me here? In a crowded city with 'innocent' bystanders everywhere?"

Corona wrote:

Arielle wrote:

Arielle frowned at the halfling with the evil aura. Sparks started to crackle in the air around her.

The woman stares at her with a knowing smile.

"That will do you no good child, lightning is useless against me."

"What lightning?" Arielle asks confused. "I think we should leave now, Lk."

[smaller]"You didn't know? You spark when angered."[smaller]

Arielle frowned at the halfling with the evil aura. Sparks started to crackle in the air around her.

The woman stares at her with a knowing smile.

"That will do you no good child, lightning is useless against me."

"You shouldn't be so rude to those older-and more powerful- than you, you insolent pup. Does she know what you really are? Or did you plan to keep it a secret forever? Perhaps your father could help you tell your secret, oh, but you don't trust him do you? Even though you used one of his names to enter the contest?"

The halflings seems put off that she has been noticed. She floats toward the group and smiles at Little Kiba.

"So you can sense me? Oh well. Lk is your name young one? I wonder, do your friends here know the truth about you or are they clueless as to what you just attempted for this beautiful child behind the elemental?"

Floating slightly off the ground, the halfling woman slowly moves toward the young wolf-child who thought to fight on his own. She has realized he is trying to hide who he really is from those around him, most of all the girl next to him who offered him a piece of candy.

If JH's powers are back, she registers as a big source of evil strength, a blight on the Green. Arielle may notice her too.

Growing bored with walking along the ground with all the rejects who freqeunt the Bazaar, the lady halfling looks for a new place to walk, and jumps to the rooftops as she continue on her way. Every few moments a person in the Bazaar dies suddenly and the light sound of laughter floats in the air.

As the lady halfling nears the arena, people stop dying left and right and they begin to run from here presence even though they may not see her. She calmly floats over the arena for a seat just in time to notice Lk removing his disguise and returning to the shiny seekers. She smiles as she see an oppurtunity present itself and wahts for the competition to end.

Growing bored with walking along the ground with all the rejects who freqeunt the Bazaar, the lady halfling looks for a new place to walk, and jumps to the rooftops as she continue on her way. Every few moments a person in the Bazaar dies suddenly and the light sound of laughter floats in the air.

Walking through the Bazaar, and innocent looking halfing woman walks calmly in the chaos as several people(and etc) run from her very presence. She concentrates for a moment and people stop running from her, though the still seem to ignore her. She begins to walk toward the arena.

Let chaos and destruction reign supreme!