Oof. Yeah, Undead guy's going first. Editing my post.
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As the golden ray of light flared it's way towards the undead being with vines and flowers appearing from the blast, the undead looked towards Ander after he shouted. The undead tried to block the blast with its sword hand, but the blast still did a little damage to it. With the blast done, the undead being lowered his sword arm, and glowered at Ander. It begins it's dreadful march towards Ander. That slow march quickly turned into a run and soon enough the undead being was in front of Ander, ready to use his wicked blade on the warlock. But Ander still has a chance to do something before the blade comes down to slice him.
That looks right. Especially since he doesn't have any Eldritch Invocations yet.
As for the flavor, I say go for it! XD
As for the flavor, I say go for it! XD
You hit! Roll for damage!
Roll to attack! You've got a Surprise round mah friend.
XD I'm laughing so hard right now. The Prince of Fools really was entertained by that chase scene. lol!
So, Ander stays still and quiet for a moment, and after making sure that the undead really doesn't see him, he starts to move away from the undead. Since the opposite direction away from the undead is preferrable, he starts heading that way. But he stops. As he moved, he noticed something.
He has to squint, but he sees something important that would make him stop moving away. He sees an old friend slumped against a tree, asleep or unconscious. Either way, this old friend is unaware of the undead that is moving towards her now. That old friend is none other than Elaranna. After glancing at his friend and the undead multiple times, Ander will realize that the undead is heading towards Elaranna, intent on doing harm to her. If he doesn't do something, she will die.
So, Ander stays still and quiet for a moment, and after making sure that the undead really doesn't see him, he starts to move away from the undead. Since the opposite direction away from the undead is preferrable, he starts heading that way. But he stops. As he moved, he noticed something.
He has to squint, but he sees something important that would make him stop moving away. He sees an old friend slumped against a tree, asleep or unconscious. Either way, this old friend is unaware of the undead that is moving towards her now. That old friend is none other than Elaranna. After glancing at his friend and the undead multiple times, Ander will realize that the undead is heading towards Elaranna, intent on doing harm to her. If he doesn't do something, she will die.
Alright. I'm gonna need you to make two rolls for Ander.
One will be Stealth, and the other will be Perception.
EDIT: Never mind, you already rolled Stealth. Perception Please.
One will be Stealth, and the other will be Perception.
EDIT: Never mind, you already rolled Stealth. Perception Please.
OK cool! XD
Ander does, or the Prince of Fools does?
Either way, that's very cool.
Just be aware I'm just going to type normally, since I'm not really sure how to type out the Irish accent.
Either way, that's very cool.
Just be aware I'm just going to type normally, since I'm not really sure how to type out the Irish accent.
Elaranna finds herself sitting in a patch of grass, leaning her back against the tree, and her eyes close. It is not hard for her to find sleep. However...just as it was easy for her to find sleep, it's also easy for other creatures to find her. The hours pass as she sleeps, and she never notices how the air around her grows cold...
Meanwhile, it's another normal day in a distant town or village for Ander the Feyblessed. After a busy, busy day, night has fallen, and he was about to find sleep for himself. However, the sound of jingling bells and laughter catches his attention. He sits up and he sees his patron, The Prince of Fools, floating in the air as though he was simply sitting in a chair. He laughs "What fun! What fun! What a show!" His face, as usual, is hidden behind a grinning mask. He looks to Ander and speaks again, laughing the entire time, "Wicked witches, awakened animals with the ability to bend chaos to their will, how fun, how fun! You truly are missing out little Ander!"
The mask then warps to a frowning face and he continues, his voice now somber, "Oh...but while this foolishness is entertaining, it won't last very long if this fool is left alone for any longer..."
The mask then warps back to a smiling, laughing face, as the Prince of Fools looks directly at Ander, and he speaks to him, "Why don't we join in on the fun, little Ander? Your task now is to find the fool and make sure this game continues! Help that fool complete the Trial of the Monkey!" He laughs to himself before he realizes something,
"Oh, that's right. You are very far from the jungles of Tumunzah...That certainly is a problem," He then shrugs and he states, "Oh well. I am a benevolent benefactor. I'll save you the trouble of transportation,"
He then snaps his fingers, and Ander would quickly find himself elsewhere with all of his equipment and belongings with him. He was no longer in a tavern room. Instead, he is in the jungle. He was pretty sure that forests had surrounded the town he was in, not jungles, and it wasn't this humid before!
The last he hears of his patron is the laughing voice echoing through the air, "Good luck, my little warlock! Don't let the wights bite!" His presence fades along with his laughter.
After a moment of quiet, Ander notices that the air grows colder and colder. He instinctively looks to the side and sees it. An undead being is walking towards something. And it doesn't seem to notice him yet.
Meanwhile, it's another normal day in a distant town or village for Ander the Feyblessed. After a busy, busy day, night has fallen, and he was about to find sleep for himself. However, the sound of jingling bells and laughter catches his attention. He sits up and he sees his patron, The Prince of Fools, floating in the air as though he was simply sitting in a chair. He laughs "What fun! What fun! What a show!" His face, as usual, is hidden behind a grinning mask. He looks to Ander and speaks again, laughing the entire time, "Wicked witches, awakened animals with the ability to bend chaos to their will, how fun, how fun! You truly are missing out little Ander!"
The mask then warps to a frowning face and he continues, his voice now somber, "Oh...but while this foolishness is entertaining, it won't last very long if this fool is left alone for any longer..."
The mask then warps back to a smiling, laughing face, as the Prince of Fools looks directly at Ander, and he speaks to him, "Why don't we join in on the fun, little Ander? Your task now is to find the fool and make sure this game continues! Help that fool complete the Trial of the Monkey!" He laughs to himself before he realizes something,
"Oh, that's right. You are very far from the jungles of Tumunzah...That certainly is a problem," He then shrugs and he states, "Oh well. I am a benevolent benefactor. I'll save you the trouble of transportation,"
He then snaps his fingers, and Ander would quickly find himself elsewhere with all of his equipment and belongings with him. He was no longer in a tavern room. Instead, he is in the jungle. He was pretty sure that forests had surrounded the town he was in, not jungles, and it wasn't this humid before!
The last he hears of his patron is the laughing voice echoing through the air, "Good luck, my little warlock! Don't let the wights bite!" His presence fades along with his laughter.
After a moment of quiet, Ander notices that the air grows colder and colder. He instinctively looks to the side and sees it. An undead being is walking towards something. And it doesn't seem to notice him yet.
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