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Mistress

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There be a lich of untold arcane power, corrupt and evil in that tower we passed at the gateway; interesting were the servants there and those impaled and imprisoned; thus, how pious can this so called undead priest be anyway?


in private mindlink

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I sense waiting, hunger, ambition which lurks somewhere before the relic; a guardian perhaps or a living trap.


to Namaste

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wow this is a true Necropolis; am guessing about 6 million souls and countless animated stuff; there also seem to be a fair number of living mortals; lots of races; seems like some type of festivity going on. I see groups of Drow; Ogre; Orc, Goblin; a few trolls here and there as well as various groups of undead wearing different colors. Lots of shops and stores tended by shriveled mortals of various kinds; think there undead but just normal guys still living; not powerful liches or vampires.

there are a fair number of flying creatures about; mostly bats but some are vampires and a few flying spectres and skeletal things.

Luckily; it looks like the Vampire barrows and citadels are on the opposite side of the city; the area you guys will come in either by probably hall or climbing down will be either a ghoul area or just a vanilla undead of what I believe are called Necropolitians; I doubt they are very evil or I would have heard of them. Probably fairly safe to climb/fly down or take the path.

They all seem to be betting or interesting waving flags or wearing colors associated with various groups in the city; very factionated; I like it; looks like no central ruler; place sure hops for all the death and whatnot; probably has a wild nightlife.


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mistress want Falco take a look at Necropolis? Mistress take 2 million; make many minions; mistress conquer city; know true power then; yes? Falco help good heheheheheeee :>


as the door opens; the Bat skitters down the hall a bit, shaking.

to Namaste through their private connection: ack, its a ghost! a very powerful ghost!

Namaste wrote:
Valegrim wrote:

<to namaste direct mind to mind>

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Namaste wrote:

"In fact, if I am to be the leader of this group, then I believe delegating authority is a duty that comes with the station. As you seem to be more of a tactician than Astinos, whose passion better serves other strengths, I would like for you to be our coordinator for tactical movement and armed attacks.

Ignoring Falco's grim delight, "Yes, I would like you to stay forward with him. But let him lead, as he seems to be able to fool the undead somehow, but I fear they would detect your life force. And do not eat the kitty!"


<comes to rest on Namaste's shoulder>
to her only:

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ok; looks like a group of undead will be through the rubble in the hall in about 5 minutes or so; Kalona and June attempted a trap of fire and whatnot. Hmm; smells nice is this room; comfy except for all that icky chaos power. ooh; the barrier to the ether is very fluid here; broken and not yet self repaired, we could more easily go there since that ghost opened they way; of course; something could come this way also. With the conduit that surrounds the world so open right here; you may be able to contact your friends and only have the interference on their side.


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between laudry cave and laboratory, Mistress

Namaste wrote:
Falco the Bat wrote:

not in the room; guarding the hallway into the lab that you guys came from

Namaste
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Falco

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not in the room; guarding the hallway into the lab that you guys came from

Namaste

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"Mistress, the enemy is continuing to claw and dig the hallway out from the cave-in; you cannot go this way; i will check to see if there is another way out of the lab, I suppose this is good news as there is not powerful mage there with a dig spell"


Namaste only:

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Nay, Mistress; only that these louts have carelessly placed you in danger, they should be chastized; whipped into learning to be more careful. The Ice Mistress tells me that the woes of stupidity is pain; I dont understand, but I hear this male drow bellyaching about his wounds; gifts from the mistress for him to learn to be more wise in his dealings.

But this dwarf and this explosion; this gas that burns my eyes; I am do dim in understanding to learn from this; what can it mean. I see no fault of ours; but then, look at you; uninjured; you must be wise; Our Mistress blesses us for I too am uninjured.

now they pester lol about; hardly a concern for each other; a pack of vermin when they should be wolves.

you must guide them my Mistress; guide them and decide; do we go right or do we go left? The Dwarf comes from the right; perhaps he can tell of that direction.


Namaste:

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beware mistress; say freind; I have heard of this dwarven clan who say friend or foe; and he has powerful magics upon his person.


Oh Crap its a dwarf; bigger crap he lit a bomb
<flies left and away from the dwarf down the unexplored hallway>


to Namaste in familiar link:

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you gotta be kidding, this bozo has the stink of the upper planes; something wierd about him too; this aint no bird but I dont know what it is; ever heard of a talking bird; next thing we gonna find a talking Dog? sheesh; already got cats; now birds; what next; riff raff if you ask me. Me and you can do this whole thing ourselves; we dont needs anybody. Most of these guys are silly beyond words; sheesh we would do better with three drunks and a halfling hopped up on sweetweed.

you sure he aint no shapechanged Quasit, that sure is big bird, and that dance is downright creepifying?

Namaste wrote:
Kalona wrote:
"Whether a being is friend or foe, is not for the one questioned to determine. For those who are friends can give harm and those who are foes can give aid."
"Truer words were ne'er spoke! Even amongst our number, the dark and the light have a momentary harmony, and your ability to cajole the undead could prove vital for what we face ahead. Very well, if my companions have no objection, you may join us. I'm sure Falco would welcome some more winged company, though no doubt to the chagrin of a certain feline familiar who will no doubt suffer in wistful agony at yet another morsel he cannot savor! What say the rest of you?"


Falco's Report:
Falco easily flies ahead of the group down the tunnel unimpeaded; and hangs from the ceiling at the bottom of the tunnel

to Namaste:

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hmm do not slip and fall mistress; the tunnel ends and there are some sharp blades at the bottom of the track. the Tunnel opens to a cavern; there is water flowing from the South wall into a river; there are many skeletons doing laundry in the river; there are also quite a few soldier type skeletons against the walls and a few archers in a twin short towers near a large tunnel opening near the southern river. There are many baskets and a few large cartss as well; I see nothing of inherent value. Curiously; there is a fairly large discoloration that bisects the room.


<telepathy: I dont hear anything on the other side like a troll breathing or an ogre snoring; or smell anything; or see anything; the door is not alive, but hey; wouldnt it be cool if some really nasty bad guy was sleeping on the door and you guys muscled it open and knocked him over waking him up then we destroyed the whole building and a knock down drag out blood fest; yea, that would be neato>

Namaste wrote:

Seeing that Thoronhen is having trouble with the door, I will step up next to him.

"Can you open it? I can weaken the door's resolve, in a manner of speaking, and perhaps enable us to open it quietly. But if you wish me to do so, you should stand back with the others - the words I would say to it would not sit well upon your ears. But those words do not come easily to me, so if your talents can get us through as stealthfully, then by all means ..."


<gm> best I could do to find a bat...]

Falco to Namaste

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Ah; men, such tasty sweet morsels of flesh to feed upon; worms in the brain; worm food all; hahah; look my lady; look with my eyes; look into the trees and the grass; those are not sticks <if you use his eyes you see much much clearer>

see those milady; those be bones; bones of men sup'd upon by these ladies; the look of a dryad is blissful death; the kiss of a nymph will take your breath away...forever; thus do they feed their trees and their elemental essence; thus is the light of this glade the light of the dying essense of those who lived; as all things thus; all things die; all mortal flesh is food for worms; rebirth they say; a gleeful end did these meet; few escape; look thus outside the grotto; <his head and vision shift> you can see no bones - they feed the bones here; never to let one escape; no; not to be used as skeletal warriors.

best you entrance these men milady; enslave their minds for their own good; a simple incantation; a simple ending of the will; your mind is stronger than most; shall I teach you? Better to serve than to be food for hideous trees and blood drinking grass.