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Post by Gemstone on Jun 29, 2004 23:59:25 GMT -5
Gemstone, listening from the other side of the door (in the room with the pool) hears the old hag asking for us to put our garlic in her couldren, and has a thought....
"That old hag could be a vampire... She doesn't want us to give her the garlic, she wants us to put it in the couldren for her... HMMMmmm....."
With that thought, Gemini pulls out her small mirror, carefull to stay within the shadows, Gemstone looks around the corner of the door with the mirror, also very carefull to keep the mirror at an angle so that there is no chance of any light reflecting towards anyone in the room giving away her presence... Gemstone looks directly at the old hag to see if there is a reflection.
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Post by LadyWinterWolf on Jun 30, 2004 0:56:16 GMT -5
*Reflected in the mirror is the old crone, as normal looking as any old woman might be.*
Look yer old hag, yer know what we want, well that's the pity for ye. Now let us to it, or yer throat will be spilling yer blood. *Crista pulled out a dagger and made to advance upon the woman. Seeing the weapon, the woman cringed in her chair and began to weep. How could you be so cruel? I've done nothing to harm you, and I have made a welcome offer. Is this why Odessia hasn't been here for days, you killed her didn't you? You killed my beautiful niece...oh woe is me, how could we deserve such a fate as this.
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Post by Gemstone on Jun 30, 2004 1:10:22 GMT -5
Gemstone thinks to herself:
"Hmm... well?... could it be some kind of advanced glamour?, a trick?..."
Gemini puts the mirror away (for now), and thinks:
"Well, garlic is commonly used for medicinal purposes... perhaps she is telling the truth?"...
Gemstone slinks into the room, remaining within the shadows, and moves near the cauldron to get a peek at what exactly is in it, but stays very carefull not to disturb anything that may give away her presence...
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Post by OmniWyvernil on Jun 30, 2004 10:28:31 GMT -5
Naturally, Ignitius is invisible (since he's wearing his cloak), and he smells a rat. Of course, there might be any number of rats in these catacombs, but then again...
"Ay, who's the ol' bag, heheheh? Somethin's fishy 'bout this, righty. Errgh... Always thinkin' wit' yer knife, eh Crissy? We don't wants to end up cheesin' off th' lady if she's somethin' nasty, heheheh...", Iggy thinks to himself.
Keeping within the corridor, the genasi's invisible eyes glow, searching both the crone and her cauldron for signs of magic...
*Detect Magic*
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Post by Blade on Jun 30, 2004 18:28:08 GMT -5
~as long as we have some garlic left for protection, we should be okay...~
"Perhaps you could descibe your neice better so we couls see if we have encountered her? I do not believe so, but it is possible."
Avana redirects the conversation, party to try and uncover the mystery and partly to allow others a chance to think.
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Post by LadyWinterWolf on Jul 3, 2004 2:58:06 GMT -5
*Iggy's "detect magic" spell tells him nothing about the cauldron, or its contents*
*The woman used the sleeve of her gown to wipe at her eyes. With a snort and a cough, she cleared her throat; and spoke again to Avana* Odessia is 17 yrs old, has long, dark hair that falls to her waist, her body is such that only an insane man would not find her most attractive, but it's her smile.....oh, she has the prettiest of smiles......a charmer she is. But I have not seen her for days now, and without my soup, oh, the pain in my hands....my old bones, how they creek even more loudly than before....please, please, if you have even an ounce of pity for me....please put some garlic into my soup pot.
*Crista was getting impatient, but if the old woman really knew where the eye of the goddess was, it could save them many hours, even days of searching* If'n this hag can get us outta this sewer today, then gives her the garlic I say. Anyways, after our bit of fun with those ragdolls out there, I'd say we needs a bit of rest ourselves. *Directing this at the old crone* But I warns ye now old woman, ye try and trick us...... *Crista made a slashing movement across her own throat to signify to the old woman what her fate would be if she chose to trick the party*
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Note: Just to be sure, the old woman can only see: Crista, Avana, and Greghoul....Gem is in shadows, Iggy is invisible and Keely is.......?
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Greghoul
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The true Devigel, as seen above.
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Post by Greghoul on Jul 3, 2004 12:48:35 GMT -5
(ooc: actualy she cant see me, I chose to leave the room so I would not scare her to death. right now I'm standing by the pool in the other room)
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Post by Blade on Jul 4, 2004 4:44:18 GMT -5
"Aye then," Avana produces a single bulb of garlic, another remaining on her person, hidden.
"Ya need it slicing or anything before it goes in?" she asks the old woman.
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Post by Gemstone on Jul 5, 2004 2:48:18 GMT -5
After Gemstone has a peek at whatever is inside the cauldron, she backs away, and (remaining well hidden from within the shadows) moves around the old crone, so that Gemini is now behind the old crone...
As Crista and Avana are speaking with the hag, Gemstone prepares herself to make a sneak attack on the old hag, should the need arise...
Gemstone patiently waits (4' away) behind the old hag, remaining perfectly still and quiet, ready to strike... if needed.
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Post by LadyWinterWolf on Jul 5, 2004 7:42:42 GMT -5
*The old woman looks piteously upon the single bulb of garlic* Is that all you have my dear? As you can see from the size of my stewpot, I make a very large batch indeed to last me many a day. Would you be able to spare at least 4 or 5 more? And thrown in whole works very well, the papery skin gives me fiber *Giving a bad tooth grin to Avana*
*Gem can see nothing in the cauldron but water*
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Post by Blade on Jul 7, 2004 11:41:06 GMT -5
Avana shrugs, "Its all I have, though I believe there was some more located earlier in our path."
She calmly drops the single bulb into the caldron, and turns casually back to the hag, "I shall see if there were any more."
She leaves to the previous room and moves around the corner, out of sight. She then pulls the invisibility cloak around her and sees if there is any remaining garlic...
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Post by OmniWyvernil on Jul 8, 2004 3:10:02 GMT -5
A mentally projected voice (via magic) enters Crista's ears (at a pitch no one else can hear)...
"Ay, don't sweat it 'bout the garlic. I's got plenty to spare, courtesy of one Mr. Incognito, heheheh... Should come in handy if we runs into one o' them bloodsuckers. Heheheh."
How does that nut transmit his annoying cackle through his magic, anyway? The world may never know...
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Post by LadyWinterWolf on Jul 9, 2004 2:13:33 GMT -5
*Crista gave a jump hearing the voice so near to her, but when she turned.....no one was there. Iggy up to his tricks again* Then put some into the pot ye daft fool, so this old one here can give us our goods. Yer don't want me slicing and dicing, but yer dancing around and giving me no choice.
*Looking around, she sees no one else of her party. She knows Avana went back to the other room to look for garlic, but where were the others? Ahh, a slight shift in the shadows told her Gem was sneaking about. *
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Post by Iron Bonny Shades on Jul 11, 2004 23:59:24 GMT -5
Keely watches the whole thing as the crone banters on with the other adventurers.
While not pointing at the crone, her crossbow isn't too far just in case, and able to whip out at a moments notice.
She's also starts looking around the room, while the others distract her, looking for any unusual underground construction that could either be 1. hiding something or 2. used tactically.
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Post by OmniWyvernil on Jul 13, 2004 20:54:53 GMT -5
"Ay, come on now. Ye wouldn't want me to blow me cover, heheheh... Enjoy some free garlics, righty?"
With that, Crista finds some extra weight roughly the size of six cloves of garlic being added to her pack. The chuckle trails off mysterously.
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