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Combine Claymore: (+1) 2350 Can Piter get one of those in Bastard Sword form?
Yes, those where what I was looking through. Where can I find a +1 bastard sword in there?
In the Evil game, Piter was looking to buy a simple +1 sword or +1 shield, but I couldn't find those simple items. Do they exist? Are they in any book somewhere?
Draining, as in the new ladies are much more demanding than the old ones? Congratulatings!
By all means, take the break!
Loki wants to get his hair done: Like This
Piter plays a short song, his Lyssa's Locating Lyric (indicates direction of nearest corpse, 1 mana, 1 round), and looks to see if the nearest is in the tomb. He also looks over the room to see if there is anything in it besides the tomb.
"Do you know how far Shadow Haven is? I have no idea, myself," Piter says to Cakkarak. "As for our alternate selves, I place little faith in those thoughts. Certainly those others of us have helped us greatly, but I do not give any credence to the theory that they were really us. Yes, I have remembered things I shouldn't, but that may just be powerful magicks placed here by those others. Even if they are us, in some oblique way, I refuse to believe my fate is the same as that of my era-hopping doppleganger." Piter is interrupted by the appearance of a stone door, whose lock easily opens under the desk key's persuasion. He steps back to see what the door is a part of.
Piter looks at the idol to see what its form is, and see if he can recognize it. Knowledge/Folklore:
Bardic Knowledge: To Cakkarak's comment, he responds, "Why, is there some reason to be staying here? I agree with Loki, we should be moving on. I have no desire to stay among skeletons any longer than I have to. But after we go to Shadow Haven and purchase supplies, we need to start making a plan to do what we need to do. Maybe now, and here, are the best place and time to discuss those?"
Listen: Piter wonders what Loki and Cakkarak are doing, as he didn't hear anything. But seeing both of them rush upstairs, Piter figures he'd better go too. He doesn't want to miss anything important.
"Nalun, you will find many settlements on Norrath teeming with Humans. You may choose to stay among your own kind, or here on the moon, but if you wish to travel extensively, you won't be able to get away from us completely," he smiles a big smile. As he settles in and writes songs into his songbook, he appears content. New songs, new powers, including one which lasts for hours after being sung; this was what he had been hoping for, actually.
Piter is happy to find so many new songs for his spellbook. Now he just needs a way to write them into his songbook. "Whoever left these scrolls ought to have left materials for writing them into books. I'm going to go check the office." With that, he heads to the office and starts to look around. While there, he also checks the desk and walls for secret doors/compartments. Search:
"Nope. First time on Luclin, actually. You?" It was as much truth he knew, and it was good enough for him.
Piter enters the circle with a little bit of trepidation, then his head nods to the side and he shrugs, heading for the chest. He circles it, inspecting it for anything untoward, looking at its size and style, estimating any dangers from it. "It would be easier if you had the key..." He gets down upon one knee and again takes out his lockpicking gear. Peering into the lock, he tries to unlock it. Pick Lock:
"Is the circle safe?" Piter asks Loki and Nalun. "If so, this seems like a good place to hole up and do some reading. Any knowledge gained from those books, at least, any books that can be read, will be valuable. Also, we should check the study for secret doors and compartments.."
Piter searches the manor house, looking for keys or anything valuable or interesting. Coming to the final room with a locked door, he gets down on one knee an pulls out his toolkit, looking first and then trying to open it. Search for traps:
"I have to say this is the strangest village I've ever had the pleasure of visiting. I like it, actually, but it needs more... life. Some women, in particular, would make it that much more comfortable."
EJB, is the new door inside the manor?
"I would have said no, before. Now I'm not so sure. Now, I wonder if there are traps here, or poison. If anyone has any magical way to detect those, let me know," says Piter.
Thank you! But why are we doing this? What happened to our quest for the books, and why do we care about the Shissar?
For the evil game: Can someone explain to me what we are doing here? Why are we here and what are we trying to accomplish? I've gone back over the old posts, and perhaps I'm just thick, but I can't figure it out. Maybe I missed a post way, way back that explains it all? A short summary would be fine.
Piter cannot believe his eyes when he sees the underground town. He hears Loki's suggestion, and shrugs. "Okay by me." he replies. He looks at the large stone house and tries to see how many skeletons were on it or in it right now.
Piter looks at Loki and then just watches him, and the skeleton.
Piter steps back. "Loki, do you know the words?" He holds his shield up, and pulls out is flail.
Piter, enters the portal, and watches carefully as it closes. The one vampire had been in mist form, so Piter assumes the insect things could not touch him. He eyes the very air, looking and sniffing for a corrupt presence. "The one vampire was in mist form. Keep cautious, as it may have followed us in here. If anyone has a way to sense it, now would be the time." He looks questioningly at the cleric. He too, shows interest in the tracks. After entering the portal, he looks at them, and tries to determine what they are, and if they also entered through the portal. Knowledge: Monster Lore (Undead):
He fingers his permanent ring as he traverses the tunnel, wondering if it could tell him anything. He keeps an eye on the cleric; Nal'un, his name is.
Piter is more than a little surprised by the turn of events. He keeps a wary eye on the deadly and swarm, and make sure he's far enough away from them to be safe. It takes him a minute to come to terms with it all, but then he hears the thanks and a question from the unnamed newcomer, and turns to him. "I would not mind having you along. Do you have a name, traveler? He looks around to see what his surroundings look like. Active Spells on Peter:
(HP 97/85, AC 23, Mana 27/28)
Does your chant of battle effect Nalun? No, just myself. Sorry.
Piter: Sword Attack Crit confirm:
Piter wonders how vampires can prance about in the midday sun. Was he mistaken in his belief that sunlight kills them? Knowledge/Monster Lore/Undead: No matter now. As a hissing, whispering chant emerges from his throat (Chant of Battle, +1 Dex, +1 Str, +1 AC mana 27/28), he attacks the one on the newcomer with both his sword twice and shield. The shield is made of wood, though he is not sure if that will help. Sword Attack 1:
Sword Attack 2:
Shield Bash:
(AC: 23, HP: 85/85, Mana: 27/28)
Piter is clanged...
I just wonder where you found a drow translator, how much you pay her, and whether you trust her to translate accurately!
Piter spies the nameless newcomer with distrust, now that others seem to be threatening. He draws his bastard sword as he watches to see if the newcomer attacks whatever's in the shadows, attacks the group, or runs away. Initiative:
"We're here on a diplomatic mission, to help form a bond between the good citizens of Luclin and the various peoples of Norrath, represented by us four. And yourself?" says Piter. Bluff
Piter steps through the portal and looks around, observing the kind of place he is in, and everything (and everyone) within. He sees one person, a Tier'Dal awakening from a nasty fall, and hears him speaking his own tongue to Loki. He continues to look, inspecting the Tier'Dal's clothing and equipment, while listening for any discussion resembling common.
"I'm afraid I know little of that world, Loki. It's time to learn, I suppose," says Piter as he heads toward the portal. "Coming?" Bardic Knowledge for Luclin:
Piter sees the strange creature and tries his best to chop off a body part. He immediately starts his hissing, percussive chant, and feel buoyed by its magic. Attack:
Active Buffs:
AC 22
"I think the gods toy with us," says Piter, "and I don't like it. Further, I choose not to believe my fate is predetermined. If there is some kind of time shifting going on, perhaps two or more possible fates await us. I doubt there is anyone on Norrath who knows the truth of that with certainty."
Piter laughs a slightly insane laugh as he learns that the body before him is a much later version of himself. "Frame of reference? I suppose this all means that we are in a future room of sarcophagi. Perhaps that b%$&$~& crazy wizard was here, and that's how he knew about the future. It opens up many confusing possibilities and paradoxes, doesn't it? What is in the journal?" He searches 'his' casket for a journal of his own, or anything else of interest.
Piter puts away his sword, pulls out his crowbar and says, "This may help." Levering the crowbar under the lid, he waits for Kur'Plugh to join in and then pushes with all his strength, wary of something jumping him from within the casket. Strength: (Plus whatever a crowbar adds?)
"A crazy man, obviously. Dark Soul? I resent that. Tenebris Anima is as bad a name as any. If we are going to have a name, I suggest we choose one ourselves. The Dragons of Vellious or something like that. The Icemen. Or how about, The Sultans of Shiver? And yes, it is a disturbing coincidence that there seems to be one coffin for each of us. I won't require one for many decades, yet." Piter rambles for a bit, and then says, "Are we expected, there?" He draws his sword and begins moving forward cautiously, watching for any kind of creatures or people.
Piter watches as the spider drow runs off. (Bardic Knowledge: to know something about the creature) "I hate this place. Let's check these books." He goes to look at the two books, hoping at least one of them is for a Bard or Shadow Knight. Picking up each one in turn, he carefully flips through them to see what they are.
I worry about losing all of us! No sweat, but recall I will be gone from June 20th to July 14th with little to no net access.
EJB, are we in the dark? If it's dark, Piter would have lit a torch, or will light one now.
"Could be more illusions.." says Piter. He moves with Cakkarak down the hall, sword in hand. "Or a leftover slave digging herself out of somewhere. Let's investigate."
Thanks. So you know, I wasn't complaining, just trying to clarify... So now we're looking through the door that the good group decided against opening after killing a gnoll.
EJB, where are we on that map? I thought I had it figured out, but now i can't find us.
"Ow!" cries Piter as a dart hits his hand. Fort save: I really must learn how to avoid those! he thinks. He shows the others what is inside. A few vials, potions, possibly. He opens the satchel and looks through it. Moving up to the next door, he says, "If this lock is anything like these walls, it'll be a bugger to open." Pick Lock:
Piter nods and says, "If there's nothing in here, let's just leave." as he starts to attempt to unlock the sideboard using his quality tools. Pick Lock:
Piter winces, and looks at Lilith. "Do you have more poison remedies? I know nothing of defeating traps..." While waiting for an answer he begins searching the locked furniture for traps, starting by not touching it at all.... If he finds nothing this way, he'll later use his fingers and thieves tools to look in the right places. Search:
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