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[OOC - Elizamor]: who wants to rob an abandoned camp with me?

[OOC - Gad]: I can go.

[OOC - Elizamor]: great! im at the robber campsite's entrance

[OOC - Elizamor]: when you come in, be prepared. theres brigands and guards and mercenaries

[OOC - Sir Alexander Candelori]: Not quite abandoned, then.

[OOC - Elizamor]: they are bad people

Simultaneously amusing and disturbing.

I couldnt think of the word...its supposed to be 'carriers' "They are 'carriers'"

Lol. I think you're confused between Tarueka and the Robber Camp. The camp has brigands, mercenaries, and rogues. None of them are infested.

well...whatever!

[OOC - Pincushion Acarin]: Alright. Who's joining the outpost today?

[OOC - Jaster from District 12]: not i said the blind man

[OOC - Pincushion Acarin]: Elizamor's out too.

[OOC - Pincushion Acarin]: Ramses?

[OOC - Ramses the Wise]: Ut oh

[OOC - Jaster from District 12]: i know right.. i just farted

[OOC - Jaster from District 12]: bad news bears

[OOC - Pincushion Acarin]: That's cause you eat too many potatoes.

[OOC - Sevris]: where do i go to fight crap?

[OOC - Spearhead]: lol

[OOC - Spearhead]: well there's an area call the wilderness.

[OOC - Sir Alexander Candelori]: Miss River's home is equipped with a fine water closet.

[OOC - Spearhead]: you should probably get a map from the general store

[OOC - Skjotur]: Did Alexander just make a joke?

[quote=Rias][OOC - Sevris]: where do i go to fight crap?

[OOC - Spearhead]: lol

[OOC - Spearhead]: well there's an area call the wilderness.

[OOC - Sir Alexander Candelori]: Miss River's home is equipped with a fine water closet.

[OOC - Spearhead]: you should probably get a map from the general store

[OOC - Skjotur]: Did Alexander just make a joke?[/quote]

Haha. I just started busting up at work. People are looking at me funny.

Awesome!

* You hear a deep bell toll in your mind, followed by the name "Elizamor."

[OOC - Pincushion Acarin]: and it begins


[OOC - Elizamor]: haha!

Also here: Alexander (riding a gray warhorse) and the squire Bors (riding a exhausted Elizamor).

I didn't know you could give piggyback rides.

lol, i think the game was just confused. it stopped doing that after two times

[FROM Elizamor (OOC)]: Do you want to buy a niftyest ear, 12 elizamor ears, a sharp chisel, a tiny bronze bar, 3 smoke vials, a horribly malformed rudis, raw deer meat, and a length of sinew for only 5050?

[TO Elizamor (OOC)]: Sure, and I've got a bridge I'll sell to you for 10,000.

[FROM Elizamor (OOC)]: i dont have 10,000, sorry

[FROM Elizamor (OOC)]: wait, was that a joke?

[TO Elizamor (OOC)]: Something like that.

[FROM Elizamor (OOC)]: *face palm*

[OOC - Watch Out For Acarin In His Candy Van]: can I have my pretty princess title back?

Proof that Jaster rocs:

You climb up some jagged layers of rough red stone covering the side of a spire.


[Red Pass, Roc Nest] (OutMtRk)
You find yourself in a huge nest made up of large logs and a gnarled mass of branches and twigs. You are just able to see that you are high on the top of a red rock spire, the road of the mountain pass stretching far below you.
The area is mostly quiet.
You also notice some jagged layers of rough red stone covering the side of the spire.
Also here: a roc, a roc, a roc, a rocling and a rocling.
Obvious paths: none.

EWRng>
hide
You find a hiding spot and attempt to blend in with the surroundings.
You notice a roc watching as you slip into your hiding spot.
Roundtime: 2 seconds.

EWHRng>
Your hiding spot is revealed by a roc!
A roc beats its massive wings, stirring up an exceptionally strong wind!
You are struck by hurricane-force winds!
You are knocked to the ground!

Roundtime: 10 seconds.

(Changing combat position to Engage)
A roc lunges at you with a sharp beak! (M: 1450 vs D:436)
31 pierce damage - to the right arm, barely deflected by some leather vambraces.
(energy -31)

A roc lunges at you with a sharp beak! (M: 1450 vs D:287)
53 pierce damage - to the left arm, barely deflected by some leather vambraces.
(energy -53)

A rocling rakes at you with sharp talons! (M: 1100 vs D:138)
14 rake damage -- to the left leg, somewhat deflected by some thick leather pants.
(energy -14)
A rocling rakes at you with sharp talons! (M: 1100 vs D:133)
26 pierce damage - to the left leg, barely deflected by some thick leather pants.
(energy -26)

(energy -1)
Anticipating an attack from a rocling, you quickly tumble out of harm's way and spring to your feet!

open belt
Wait 9 seconds.

Queuing following command: open belt
(You may clear your command queue at any time)

EWEng>
A rocling moves to seize you in its massive talons!
A rocling seizes you in its massive talons and lifts you high into the air, soaring off!



[Stone Canyon, Red Pass] (OutMtDt)
Brilliant red rock walls border either side of the road as it cuts through this high mountain pass. The road is narrow here, the rock to either side smoothed by the constant winds at this altitude.
The area is mostly quiet.
Obvious paths: west, east.

A rocling releases its grip on you, allowing you to fall countless feet to the ground!
You land in a heap on the ground!
56 crush damage - to the abdomen, partially deflected by a supple leather vest.
(energy -56)
Roundtime: 10 seconds.

EWpEng>
You open a leather utility belt.

Awww, even the babies are strong enough to pick people up and fly off with them.

But really, that needs fixing. ZOMG NERF ROCLINGS!

You cheer! So much for stealth.

You see Jaster.
He is about six feet tall and appears to be mature. He has thick short black hair and thoughtful hazel eyes. His skin is tan and his body's build is athletic.
Her left foot is scraped.
She is wearing a debonair dual-feathered hat, some dark tinted spectacles, a sleek black wool scarf, a small clear crystal pendant, a back quiver, a black oilcloth satchel, an ash longbow, a black oilcloth backpack, a rune-embroidered deep black cloak, a supple leather vest, some leather vambraces, a pair of bronze-knuckled fingerless caestus, a deep red ruby ring, a leather utility belt, a belt holster, a black oilcloth pouch, a leather locksmith kit, some thick leather pants, some black cotton socks and a pair of supple leather shoes.




Apparently, Jaster's a girl.

Shiela softly asks, "Can I practice my pyro on you, Jaster?"

Shiela smiles.

You look at Shiela and shrug.

Speaking to Shiela, you say, "You can try."

Shiela's hands glow with fiery light.

You use your knowledge of urban stealth to your advantage.
You find a hiding spot and attempt to blend in with the surroundings.

You open a black oilcloth backpack.

You remove a lockblade trap from the black oilcloth backpack you are wearing.

You attempt to set the lockblade trap in a disguised area where it won't be easily noticed and you will now attempt to lure any foes into it should you be attacked.

You come out of hiding.

Shiela moves to attack you, but you skillfully lure her into your hidden lockblade trap!
The sharp jaws of a lockblade trap clamp shut on Shiela's foot!
25 hack damage - to the right foot, barely deflected by a pair of boots.
Shiela is knocked to the ground!"

You snicker.

Shiela screams!

You laugh!

Shiela frowns.

Always with the classics.

Speaking to you, Jaster says, "Mmm..mm. Here cutie, give daddy a big, sloppy wet kiss."

Jaster asks, "Can you bury it here?"

You drop a charred mass.

You bury a charred mass.

You say, "Here lies a poor catfish, cooked too long."

(Jaster chants like a monk.)

(Lae folds her hands together and gazes up into the darkness.)

You say, "May he find his way home."

Jaster says, "Yes. Poor creature."

Speaking to Jaster, you say, "Poor charred fish."

You shake your head.

Gad shakes his head.

Gad says, "I have no fish."

Speaking to Gad, Jaster says, "Are you sure? Maybe you went swimming."

Gad says, "No."

Speaking to Gad, Jaster says, "I think fish can sometimes swim in your satchels and backpacks and stuff."

You eye Gad speculatively.

Gad opens a brown oilcloth satchel.

Speaking to Gad, Jaster says, "I can smell it on you."

You say, "You'd best check, especially if you are taking a pretty lady anywhere."

Gad removes a slimy big-lipped suckerfish from his brown oilcloth satchel.

Gad closes a brown oilcloth satchel.

A strange odor emanates from Gad. An odd fishy smell...

You exclaim, "Oh yes, those things are horrible!"

Gad says, "Well...now."

(Lae covers her nose tightly.)

(Jaster tries to stifle a laugh.)

Gad glances at Jaster.

Gad puts a slimy big-lipped suckerfish in a wooden trash barrel that is in the room.

XD nice jaster