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Current Running a fantasy RP(roleplayerguild.com/topics/7..), looking for more things to do.

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@vietmyke@Whoami Soooo, what's my cue to start?
@SigilSpecifically the following part:

The wards on the fence did their work to good effect, destroying many of the figures after but a single touch, but they were rapidly getting weaker as more and more pushed in. The weaker parts of the shielding soon vanished completely...


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@SigilYour assumptions are going to get you killed at some point. :P

You also make some...interesting assumptions about where the holes in the fence wards are, when I think I've clearly explained that there are barely any wards left.
@SigilFists have personality, right? *Right*?
The large figure let out a deep laugh that resonated all the way through its being, as if it was hollow on the inside.

"I do like my opponents in a cocky mood. Were the circumstances different, I would have let you go on account of making me laugh, but unfortunately, they are as they are. You may have not even realized it, but by being near Kaylee, you sapped some of her life essence into your being. Life essence I will need back if I am to ever bring her back from her entrapment, " it mused. The inscription on the blade vividly pulsated, as if somehow responding to the undead knight's words.

"Seeing as we have few ways of removing one's life essence that don't involve the death of the carrier, I am genuinely sorry I must do this. If you have ever loved and lost someone, then spent every day of your life and death to bring them back, you would understand." The knight drove its sword into the ground, tapping the pommel with his fingers. The undead ranks around him, including some townsfolk Keystone knew, advanced towards the tower.

As big as the number of minions was, they were not infinite in number, and experienced warriors could see that the ring surrounding them was at best, five to six corpses deep. The hillside beyond the ring was clear and unobstructed.

Glith considered the two warriors with a mix of compassion and humour. If they provided a good fight, he could resurrect them to use and converse with later, and if they did not, there seemed to be no shortage of magic items on their person. The most important thing was the presence he felt within the larger, burlier human, that was very familiar, but nothing like the man himself. What worried the undead was that the presence grew stronger within the man, and weaker within the sword. Glith would grind his teeth if he had muscles to do it with.

Within Keystone, a foreign feeling manifested itself. It didn't impair him in any way, but it certainly wasn't part of his character. As the seconds passed, it grew stronger and stronger, until finally a quiet echo resonated in his mind:

"Help me...run"
I'm looking at your post and honestly not seeing the situation in the same threatening way Keystone is. So many abilities that might help...
@DipperAsk away, though you can create whatever spells you like. A conjurer tends to conjure things, and this is a much broader definition than you might think. Anything from the common summon spells to call demons and monsters, to conjuring things like dimension doors, a conjurer's spell tree is very extensive. This does come with the downside of being unable to cast spells of *two* opposing schools of magic, so choose carefully.

If you'd like to see what spells a Conjurer has by default in 2nd ed, see this topic under spells:

community.wizards.com/forum/previous-e..
The3 screaming in the village had stopped, restoring the quiet once more. The cold mist covered it completely, freezing houses and ponds wherever it went. From the grey clouds came shambling figures, walking, limping or dragging their way uphill towards the mage's tower. In the distance, near the chapel, the occasional flash of lightning or a fireball could be see, shortly followed by a shock- and soundwave.

The horde of shambling figures rapidly reached and surrounded Reverin's tower. The wards on the fence did their work to good effect, destroying many of the figures after but a single touch, but they were rapidly getting weaker as more and more pushed in. The weaker parts of the shielding soon vanished completely, a bunch of corpses falling inside the perimeter to continue their way towards the tower.

A much larger figure emerged from the ranks of the undead. Easily mistaken for a large knight from afar, the figure had no face when one saw it up close. Clad in ancient armour and wielding a massive two handed sword with a glowing inscription on the field, the figure stepped through the wards in the fence with nary a flinch, lightning arcing across the metal and into its long white beard.

When it saw Keystone, the figure hefted its massive sword with one arm, pointing it at the monk:

"You stole my Kaylee. You will die."
@vietmykeSounds like a perfect opportunity to annoy this bunch of players, El Presidente.

When do I start and who do I report to? I can imagine you'll be busy most of the time, so Whoami?

I should also note that I am currently running my own RP, and will be giving priority regarding posts to that, but it shouldn't be an issue since I'm only running two.
Creating a twist for *me* to work with, I like it!
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