Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
So it isn't a zombie. A ghost, perhaps?

When Mourg's spell had no effect at all, he cursed under his breath. Did he get the spell wrong? Maybe he hadn't memorized it properly. Well, there were a few spells he did know for certain. He threw a necrotic wave at the creature, hoping to do something to it.

OOC:
Spell check, please.

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Spell Check: Roll (1d6): 5.
Mourg lunged a necrotic wave at the thing hiding in the shadows.
A loud roar, like the one of a wolf, but kind of... rocky, was heard.
Then, whatever the thing was, begun moving towards the group.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion hissed with vampiric fury and leapt at the thing, his own venom dripping form his fangs, waving the fire....

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion hit head-first into a wolf standing on two legs like a human, made of stone.

 

[erdniz]

"I dont thin we should bother it, maby its best to just move on." Zarator said wit fear in his woice.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: waaaaaaaaaaaiiit... i thought the wolf charge at them? and anyway... he would have struck with his hand first....

Taiion struck the stony figure, suprised and was knocked unconsious by the force of the blow.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: You're not unconsious you blood-sucking moron! ^^
Also, i said "Moving towards them" not "Charging at them full-throttle!"

IC:
The wolf, as surprised as Taiion, took a few steps back.
It was looking more like a "innocent forest critter" than a ferocious stone-hearted killer.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
Aha! A golem!
EDIT:
Just kidding about attacking.

"Maybe you are right. Let's just go around the thing," Mourg said.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: I think i ninjae'd you Mourg.
You might wanna re-write your post.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion struck the wlf and tumbled back, looknig suprised, this was no real wolf! he stopped hissing and stared at it for ahwile... the he rased his hand, soothingly beckoning it closer... "come... we misunderstood you dear creature... come..."


OOC: gah sorry, a bit tired, had an exciting week and am startig to crash... :S

 

[Fussiler1]

He observed it, interested.

 

[erdniz]

"Wonder how it gets energy, same about the forest. they must be skiled magikans and stonekutters." Zarator said suprised of the awsome beast infront of him.

 

[Dragonson]

The beast were abit reluctant at first, but then sat down on four legs like a normal wolf and sniffed Taiion's hand.
It seemed to act very much like a normal household dog.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"If the trees around here are made of stone," taiion mused, "why not the fauna?" he paused, reaching into his pocket and pulling out some dried strips of meat. proffering them to the wolf.

 

[Dragonson]

The snatched it, though it didn't eat it right away.
It threw it into the air, then opened it's mouth, facing the flying meat.
A shimmering green light appeared in it's mouth, and slowly the meat was converted into raw energy mid-air, which the wolf then consumed.
It wagged it's tail happily.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion opened his mouth for a split second in amazment, but quickly closed it again to avaoid looking like a fool. he smiled briefly at it and the tossed out some more food.

 

[erdniz]

"Well the trees are impresive, but a live animal, and the way that thing gets energy. These Drak'Ron must have lots of knowledge." Zarator said with a ambitious look on his face.

 

[Dragonson]

The wolf repeated the process several times, and it's wagging stone tail looked more and more intimidating as it moved faster and faster.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion eventually reached out his hand toward the beast.. attempting to feel its stony flesh...

 

[Dragonson]

It was slightly afraid of him at first, but then lay down on the ground, allowing him to touch it.

 

[Crazy Cow]

"Well, it looks like we have a new companion now," Mourg said. He walked up to the dog, standing a respectable distance away, and knelt down.
"Hey, boy, sorry about the whole attack thing," he said.

 

[Dragonson]

The wolf just continued wagging it' tail rapidly.
Mourg suddenly felt forgiven.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion gave a short sound, unintelligible, but it must have been amusment.

"hmmm your a nice little fellow..." he pulled out a small lump of chaos ore... a pinch...

"Do you want this?"

 

[erdniz]

"Wats that?" Zarator said looking over Taiions sholder.

 

[Fussiler1]

He sighed.
''Let's start moving..?''

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Flat, before i post anything: BINGO!
The wonderous Adventurer Mentality strikes again!

IC:
The wolf looked suspiciously at the ore, but then snatched it and swallowed it.
First, nothing happened. Then, the wolf begun growling.
It's eyes turned red, and it unleashed a fierce howl, as if it longed towards the moon that was hidden by the cavern's ceiling.
Red runes appeared on it's legs and back, and it's fur became like rocky spikes.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
I was just going to yell "Don't do it! You'll turn it into a demon attack wolf!" but decided against it.

Mourg sighed. "I think we should just leave this thing be with a bit more food," he said. "Preferably very soon."

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Wonderous adventurer mentality?

Taiion looked pleased wit hthe rusult, looking into the beasts eyes. "You are with us, nd you shall get fed." he bot said, and his eyes radiated the feeling....

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Eh, what exactly do you mean with that flat? :S
Gettin' smalltime confused here.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC:

oh lol sorry... i've been overtly ectied the past few days and now i am really tired...

he essentially told the wolf thing: more rewards if you serve us... with words and eye motions... sorry again...

 

[Dragonson]

The wolf walked over to Taiion's side.
"Well... that sure was entertaining.
What do we do now?" Vall said.

 

[erdniz]

"maby folow the warlocks trail." Zarator said.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion gave it a pat on the head and another nip of food before getting up.

"Lets keep moving." Taiion swiftly turned and got back on the path...

 

[Fussiler1]

''I already told you that minutes ago.'' he says, facepalming.

 

[Dragonson]

As they got deeper into the forest, they soon entered the Drak'Ron's city that was lying there.
It was extremely beautyfull.
It was like the wood elves' tree-cities that their woodsingers made for them.
Exept that the houses were made of stone, like the trees, and that the style was Urnic (= From the land of Urnung. That generally means it looks gothical.).

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: ever heard of agreeing?

IC:

Taiion hissed with annoyance at the human fool, the his alone was obvious indication of a faceplam.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: You ignored me when I said it.. >_>'

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: notrly. just IC: pl0x.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: None of you actually managed to respond to what I posted. XD

 

[erdniz]

Zarators eyes were wide open, he had newer seen such a beatiful city. He took out a empty book from his backpack and begun taking notes and sketches of the amazing city.

 

[Dragonson]

The Drak'Ron were in the middle of their work hours.
They were forging, weaving magic, researching and all sorts of other things.
None of them took any real notice of the adventurers.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: i never saw it

IC:

Taiion follwed the trail carefully, guiding them through the EXACT path the lich took...

 

[Dragonson]

He found a small pinch of ectoplasma lying on the ground.
Exept for that, nothing abnormal was to be found following the trail.

 

[erdniz]

Zarator looked up from his book and rushed after Taiion trying to catchup with him.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion continued down the road...

 

[Dragonson]

There begun being fewer and fewer houses around them, until they had wholly left the city.
As soon as they had, the unnamed stone wolf begun growling.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Hm?'' he asked, whilst following Taiion.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion turned and stared at the wolf...

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion noticed a shadowy figure, closely resembling what they had thought to be a black spectre back in the mine, standing in the middle of their path a little away.
Staring at them.

 

[Crazy Cow]

"Greetings, creature of the night," Mourg called out to the figure. "If you have no reason for us to kill you, please tell us."