Taynor

Buckets of Lava!

Today we had quite a few happenings down in the caves of Malor – we had exposition, we had plot, we had mindless bashing, we had strategy, we had trap and, of course, we had lava. Lots and lots of lava. Or magma rather, pardon me.
This lava was under floors, at the ends of hallways and just generally in places it shouldn’t be.
But, lets start at the beginning.
The beginning began somewhat inauspiciously, for an adventure to be full of molten death. It began with a skeleton (marrow) and a robot (Jackbrass) rolling in muck. I say that in all seriousness. Muck. Poisonous gooey glop. They were doing so to release all of the pockets of poison inside of it, thus rendering them… safe?
It worked, somehow. The party members trapped on the other side of the roomful of muck made it across, only getting their feet a little dirty rather than their everything a little dead.
We then progressed to the exciting naptime! all of the players, exhausted and wounded, decided that it was time to valiantly rest where no man, woman, or robot had rested before. This, like everything else ever, resulted in party in-fighting, squabbling over who gets the bed in the corner. By bed I of course mean pile of stone.
Moving on, we get to the exposition.
Marius used his voodoo “knowledge” and “learning” to “analyze” things. Yeah, I don’t know what that means either. Just go with it. He “learned” that the Myrtorian roots of the word Malor can be translated as one of two things – either “Dead one” or “Dead to the World” both of which are not very cheery. He also learned of a man named Balthius, apparently one of the first to espouse the obscure religion of Deis Majorianism, the calling of, nowadays, Parthen Kitilistalianaktik.
The party, after revealing this interesting bit of information, decided to continue on through the caverns, in search of more gemstones: now they were on the lookout for blue rubies. They have, thus far, discovered a room with a nasty trap which makes the floor explode (to reveal, of course, lava) a room filled with treacherous animated statues and a blue ruby, and a room filled with treasure and a blue ruby (which of course was guarded by a lava trap.) They have now stumbled clumsily into what appears to be a hive of giant bees, each the size of a large dog.
Think lassie. Then shorten the fur and change it to black and yellow. Then give her wings. Then give her two more legs and make them insectoid. Then give her bee-eyes. And then make the rest of her into a bee. And then you have something not at all like lassie.
Why did I make you turn lassie into a bee?
Because I can.
And, on that note, I bid you good night.
-Vermill

Comments

we fight agenst each other to often we need to trust each other more lick what Parthen sayd

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We fight against each other to often we need towork to gether or we will shorly perish

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The rogue needs to learn his place. If he can not I may not save him next time. That would be Ironic, then his treasure lust would cost him his share and more.

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I think as long as we all agree to divide treasure at the end of quests and no sooner we can avoid many squabbles. Before treasure can be divided it should be held by those most willing to share it. I think that’s me, Tetra (Sophia), and Jackbrass. Dean is trustworthy but he would probably refuse to let any “evil” people have it back out of principle.

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I find myself insulted. Am I untrustworthy? Did I not come up with the idea of making you hold the dagger? And was I not the firs to say we should not be dividing the treasure untill the end? But your assessment of dean is probably correct. The only thing I have to say about treasure is if it is reasonable unstealable (greatswords, armor, staves, ect.) we should let one of the group use it. For example Tetra using the +1 flaming Greatsword. I do not think even an expert thief could make us forget about and hide a Greatsword.

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AH true not even the greatest theif can hide a weapon that sise!

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I meant to write that treasure should be carried by those most trustworthy and able to carry the most. I assumed you couldn’t carry very much because you are a wizard and strength is not an important quality for spellcasters, also you seemed rather unwilling to share the dagger with Mask so I thought you might be less inclined to share with other party members as well. I do trust you but it seems like not everyone in the party does. I actually trust everyone, perhaps a little too much. I was raised in a temple; no one lies to or steals from priests so trusting people is in my nature. (I have the honest character trait.)

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vermill

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