(ooc:
<font size=4><font color=silver><marquee behavior=alternate>No school for Spree-ee!!</marquee></font></font>
:eek: OH NO! That white stuff! It's eating the neighbor's car!! [img]graemlins/uhoh1.gif[/img]

;) Hey, no hard feelings, Starshadow.
Old...? Wait a second! [img]tongue.gif[/img] I thought you meant you were writing in the womb! :D You're 9 and a half, right? By the way, that last post did wrench my cold black heart. ;) )

<font color=gold>The Party</font>
You walk through the door and into an ever dramatic transitional hallway! It's the size of a large closet, so it's somewhat crowded for you all. Decorated in the same dreary way, cobwebs and blood. There was only one other door out of this little hallway, and that was directly ahead of you. Listen, search, stop and have tea, it's up to you. But you all feel a certain urgency tugging at your heart and whispering in the back of your mind. You need to get out of here as soon as possible. (You have officially been in this dungeon for two game days. It's starting to have an effect on you.)

[ 01-23-2003, 08:34 AM: Message edited by: Killing Spree ]

<font color="gold">Following closely after Skye and Ryukari, Turgon was the second to enter the hallway. As he entered, a cold feeling crept over him. There was... something that made the Sorcerer shiver and almost wanting to panic. "What is this feeling?, Turgon thought. "It's like my whole body is overrun by evil. I need to get out of here."
He turned around, and waited for everyone to enter the room. It became quite crowded, as they were four persons and one dragon squeezed together in one tiny hallway. Turgon figured everyone would feel the same as he did. Therefore, he found no reason to hide his thoughts.
"I don't know about you," he said, "but I don't like this place. It is as if we walked right into the heart of evil. I have a very bad feeling about this room, and therefore suggest that we should continue right away."
Before the others had even gotten the time to answer him, he walked past the dragon, and to the door. He didn't open it right away, though, he rather waited to hear if anybody had any objections.</font>

ooc- even tho k-spree hasnt been having school, i have. [img]tongue.gif[/img] and having averaged about 4 hours per nite for this past week, i have been mentally unable to post. ^^; so my post shall be a "catch up" post, eheh.

ic- Skye was staring at the floor as Pathris hissed at her angrily, her eyes blocked by her bangs. <font color="skyblue">"At least you had a family..."</font> she murmured, the comment passing by the others, unheard. Quickly hiding her emotions, she looked at Ryukari and smiled. <font color="skyblue">"Chibeo uan needs some uan,"</font> she said softly. Skye grinned at the others, acting as if nothing had just happened. <font color="skyblue">"I dunno where to go, lemme check the amulet."</font>

(ooc: [img]graemlins/awcrap.gif[/img] Sorry ya'll, my internet's been kinda screwy getting on here.)

<font color=orchid>Skye</font>
The amulet visably tugs toward the closed door. It doesn't seem to mind the bad vibes you're getting, it wants to go that way.

Grimacing, Skye pointed towards the closed door. <font color="skyblue">"It quite insistently says that-a-way."</font>

ooc: My mind is totally shot right now. I guess that's what happens when you write for a bunch of different RPs at once. ;)

<font color=lightgreen>Pathris finally roused himself from his stupor and followed the others into the small room. It was another dreary room, especially fitting for the general mood. Although the room was tiny, Pathris tried to keep his distance from the others. He wanted his space.

The Elf had the small feeling that they needed to get out of this place. But amongst the other overwhelming feelings, that feeling of dread was insignificant at best. Other things had taken precedence in his mind at the moment.

Turgon mentioned something, but Pathris had only been paying scant attention to those around him. But from the spellcaster's general tone, it sounded like he was uncertain about heading through the door at the end of the room. Pathris hefted his short bow again. "I'm ready to keep going," he said softly.</font>

<font color="gold">Turgon nodded, and turned to the door. Just for safety, he had a Magic Missile ready to launch. He was probably better off prepared.
"Here we go," he thought, and opened the door.</font>

(ooc: [img]smile.gif[/img] Keep it up ya'll. You're VERY close to the end of the dungeon. ;) I promise, you'll get a nice break from this hack-n-crawl Hell I've put you through. :D )

<font color=gold>The Party</font>

You open the door and find another rather large room, but this one isn't as pretty as the last. In fact, your senses consider it somewhat offensive! About 20 feet directly in front of you stand three militant hobgoblins, armed to the teeth and clad in heavier, shinier armor than any of you (spare perhaps Ryukari) could boast. These three looked formidable, but their backs were turned and they didn't seem to notice you yet. Two arm's-lengths from the hobgoblins was a makeshift pen, created from all manner of materials including but not limited to wood, metal, stone, and bones. Within this pen were three centipedes. The many-legged bugs were pretty small actually, maybe as big as a couch. One of these oversized insects *did* notice you, and sounded the alarm for all the monsters in the room. Two of the hobgoblins turned heal and charged for you with shortspears, while the third went to release the centipedes.

ooc: So is this one last attempt to kill all of us, Spree? ;) :D

<font color=lightgreen>Pathris watched as Turgon opened the door, revealing three hobgoblins and a pen of three insect things. The hobgoblins didn't notice anything until one of the insects alerted them. "Damn," he muttered with a sigh.

The elf drew the bow back and fired an arrow at the hobgoblin heading for the pen. He couldn't fire another one off, as his shooting lane was blocked, so he turned his bow on the charging hobgoblins before retreating slowly. "Turgon! Stop the one going for the pen!" he shouted.</font>

ooc- *checks out the Monstrous Manual* :D *coughs* before I post and indescriminately kill off my character first... exactly which centipede type is this? [img]smile.gif[/img] Want to know if my char's more in danger at getting lunged at or poisoned. :D
http://www.phonon.net/pub/adnd/monster/mm00034.htm

My first reaction upon seeing the post was "Oh crap... [img]graemlins/uhoh1.gif[/img] "