A corrupted spirit
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Roleplay posts: 27
Age: ?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 23:13:47 GMT -8
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Post by A corrupted spirit on Jan 24, 2018 1:05:33 GMT -8
A beam of energy arced from the staff to the book. The spell had been cast, Shroud of Darkness! Black smoke began to issue from the open tome and hang in the air. A coldness had settled around Oobie for the heat of the magic was gone. The staff sparked as the residual energy faded.
With blinding speed, the faceless mannequin lunged at Oobie. Both of the animated wax figures arms grabbed the book in the Kobolds arms and attempted to reach it free. Malice emanated from the cursed thing warning all around to flee or suffer soul-crushing agony. The shroud of darkness began to wrap around the upper body of the mannequin causing it to disappear into the shadows.
Meanwhile, mana was slowly being dragged out of Sollix. It would take longer this time. But the teleportation glyph lines were beginning to fade into existence. They would be teleported to somewhere on the Free Plains if the Troll managed to live a little longer.
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Kovac (The Nightmare King)
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Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: Shapshifter currently in the form of a black skeleton.
Clothes and Equipment: Black metal armor. Black flame proof cloth covers the places where bones would show.
Player's online availability : For the most part daily. If I don't respond ping me on Discord.
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 12:48:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kovac (The Nightmare King) on Jan 25, 2018 1:22:51 GMT -8
A beam of energy arced from the staff to the book. The spell had been cast, Shroud of Darkness! Black smoke began to issue from the open tome and hang in the air. A coldness had settled around Oobie for the heat of the magic was gone. The staff sparked as the residual energy faded. With blinding speed, the faceless mannequin lunged at Oobie. Both of the animated wax figures arms grabbed the book in the Kobolds arms and attempted to reach it free. Malice emanated from the cursed thing warning all around to flee or suffer soul-crushing agony. The shroud of darkness began to wrap around the upper body of the mannequin causing it to disappear into the shadows. Meanwhile, mana was slowly being dragged out of Sollix. It would take longer this time. But the teleportation glyph lines were beginning to fade into existence. They would be teleported to somewhere on the Free Plains if the Troll managed to live a little longer. Zombies remain ill equipped to deal with or understand the attack.
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Sollix
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Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: Sollix is 8 feet when standing tall, but usually, his legs are bowed and back hunched putting him more at 6'5"
Registered: Nov 15, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sollix on Jan 25, 2018 2:22:32 GMT -8
Weakened though he was by the ring, Sollix was not going to give up. Covering his neck with a hand the troll pushed himself to his feet. He thrashed his head, using his tusks as weapons while trying to force his way out of the group of zombies and out the cave. With his strength, Solix would hopefully be able to make it out of the cave and draw the zombies away from the rest of his group.
Hindered as he was, Sollix had no notion of the foe that Oobie was dealing with. Though the leader of the bandits was busy the rest were ready to fight off the zombie menace.
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Oobie Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 6 years
Physical Description: Kobold with green scales
Clothes and Equipment: His ability is physically manifested as a golden claw around his righthand index finger. He wears a shroud of darkness which can allow him to hide in the shadows.
Registered: Mar 29, 2017 14:39:15 GMT -8
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Post by Oobie Doobie on Jan 25, 2018 10:23:06 GMT -8
Oobie is confused when the smoke appears and he can't feel the power in the staff anymore. Suddenly a figure lunged at him and grapples with him, trying to take the book. He wasn't sure what this enemy was yet, assuming it may be a zombie. However, it didn't seem like a zombie as the struggle went on. He could eventually make out the coat that the mannequin was wearing and would deduce that it was the mannequin. He wanted to keep the book, but his other hand was holding the staff. He also didn't want to just drop the staff, he might need it. His thirst for more power would motivate him to fight this strange enemy, he lets go of the staff and positions his arm so that the staff is guided and slides toward Oobie's shoulder to be caught. With his hand free, he could use Abney Park and channelled his power of intense heat and reached for the mannequin's arms. If this was successful, his red-hot claws should cut through the mannequin's arms like butter. ____ Most of the Bandits stayed close to the glyphs, wanting to be saved if Zombies came near they would bash them with their blunt weapons to try and down them and crush their heads while they're downed. The injured bandits felt more desperate than the others and began to hatch a cruel plan. They still had a helpless captive... Even though Chasiha had helped them and tended to their wounds, they would still be able to sleep at night if they made it out of this since a majority of them didn't like humans anyway. One Kobold would protest sacrificing the woman, but they were outnumbered by those who wanted to live above all else. "Help the Troll!" "Throw the tall one into zomboids!"
Working together 4 of the injured bandits would lift the bound woman and start swinging her until they built up enough momentum to fling her at the zombies. Those throwing Chahisa would be stepping away from the teleportation glyph briefly so that they could get a good enough distance on the toss. "Ready?! 1...2...3! Let go!" "Begone thot!"
The rest stayed with the caravan of treasure inside the teleportation area.
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A corrupted spirit
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Roleplay posts: 27
Age: ?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 23:13:47 GMT -8
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Post by A corrupted spirit on Jan 25, 2018 22:41:37 GMT -8
Most of the enchanted cloak had wrapped itself around the mannequin, turning it into a tall, black, shadowy figure that seemed to dissolve into smoke around the edges. Smoke still billowed out of the book, wrapping around the shade of a creature. However, the soft arms were still exposed. Abney Park slashed across the shades causing it to release its grip on the book and disappear into the nearest shadow.
The spell had not been completed however and now the smoke began to wrap itself around Oobie. There was plenty left to cover the Kobold. Once more, Oobie would find that the staff was generating power. It seemed the power was destructive, because, near the end of the staff, a small crack had appeared in the wood.
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Kovac (The Nightmare King)
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Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: Shapshifter currently in the form of a black skeleton.
Clothes and Equipment: Black metal armor. Black flame proof cloth covers the places where bones would show.
Player's online availability : For the most part daily. If I don't respond ping me on Discord.
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 12:48:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kovac (The Nightmare King) on Jan 27, 2018 14:09:22 GMT -8
The Zombies are hit head on by the lady thrown at them, this is an interesting situation as the lady ended up knocking a few heads loose. Darn.
The Zombies are currently very confused as to what the heck is going on...Too many magical spells.
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Oobie Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 6 years
Physical Description: Kobold with green scales
Clothes and Equipment: His ability is physically manifested as a golden claw around his righthand index finger. He wears a shroud of darkness which can allow him to hide in the shadows.
Registered: Mar 29, 2017 14:39:15 GMT -8
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Post by Oobie Doobie on Jan 31, 2018 14:30:16 GMT -8
With the mannequin's arms severed, Oobie flicked his wrist to shut the book closed, deftly moving his thumb so it wouldn't get thumped between the pages. He couldn't see very far at all with all this smoke, but he senses the magic in the staff. He takes hold of the staff and points the top end away from himself. Oobie waves the staff around a little trying to wave away the smoke so he can see better before he calls out to his allies.
"Sollix! I don't know where you are, but we're about to leave! If you don't make it out with us, try to find us again at the camp!"
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Sollix
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Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: Sollix is 8 feet when standing tall, but usually, his legs are bowed and back hunched putting him more at 6'5"
Registered: Nov 15, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sollix on Jan 31, 2018 22:15:50 GMT -8
Seeing his captive thrown into the mob of zombies forced Solix back into the fight. Luckily they were already within the teleportation glyph. Unluckily, so were the zombies and that might prove to be a problem in the future. Sollix would be outmatched, but the zombies seemed confused. Still, he had important work to do for his master and could not risk those tasks being left undone. Just to be safe he took the bag of holding and tossed it to where Oobies voice had come from.
"Oobie! Take the mirror to St. James Clothery in Isra and give it to the owner, Genevieve. The bag will hold about two wagon loads of gold take that as your reward." With that said Sollix grabbed a nearby gem embellished sword and hacked his way into the zombies. He could not allow the desert women to be killed.
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A corrupted spirit
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Roleplay posts: 27
Age: ?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 23:13:47 GMT -8
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Post by A corrupted spirit on Jan 31, 2018 23:07:14 GMT -8
Try as Oobie might the smoke would not disappear. Rather it coalesced into a sort of fabric that was as light as a shadow and blacker than black. It was now draped over the Kobolds shoulders. Though the cloth offered no physical protection it would hide the wearer in shadows. If used correctly it could even allow the wearer to become shadow. With study and practice, the cloak would eventually adhere to the owner's mental commands and be used in many different ways. Though the glyph remained the teleportation spell had not yet worked. It seemed that the conditions were not right. On the far side of the cave from Oobie, a shadowed figure materialized and silently snatched a small goblin around the throat and dragged it into the darkness where its life energy could be consumed.
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Oobie Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 6 years
Physical Description: Kobold with green scales
Clothes and Equipment: His ability is physically manifested as a golden claw around his righthand index finger. He wears a shroud of darkness which can allow him to hide in the shadows.
Registered: Mar 29, 2017 14:39:15 GMT -8
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Post by Oobie Doobie on Feb 5, 2018 14:47:40 GMT -8
Oobie looks down to see the new cloak hanging off him, he could also see that they had not left yet. He would try opening up the book to find the page again for the teleportation spell, hopefully since the smoke was gone, the book would go to the page. He needed to figure out why they hadn't teleported away yet. He held the book close to his face to read it, while he held the staff towards the zombie mob.
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Kovac (The Nightmare King)
Established
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Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: Shapshifter currently in the form of a black skeleton.
Clothes and Equipment: Black metal armor. Black flame proof cloth covers the places where bones would show.
Player's online availability : For the most part daily. If I don't respond ping me on Discord.
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 12:48:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kovac (The Nightmare King) on Feb 9, 2018 0:46:54 GMT -8
Zombies remain in a state of confusion due to the mass amounts of magic being thrown around.
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A corrupted spirit
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Roleplay posts: 27
Age: ?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 23:13:47 GMT -8
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Post by A corrupted spirit on Feb 25, 2018 12:58:50 GMT -8
The wait as the spell charged would seem to take days, maybe even weeks. Oobie was now able to use the book again and using the spell page to fill in memory gaps helped facilitate the process. In a flash of light, the entirety of the cave was teleported.
Once again Oobie might notice a shadow in the light. In the far corner of the cave, a silhouette with a billowing cloak crouched above a dead goblin.
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