Tiamat blocks them all with his ice sword prowess, and sez: Im one of you! Why is it so hard for u to notice that! Im a powerful ally as my group that im a part of is very powerful. I dont know how far up the ranks go, but i suspect a demon is the leader. For we are just a rogue incampment, and our leader rarely ever shows its face. I can transform into my regular shade self to bypass the undead, and I can also use my shatters against evry thing else shuld my gnoll form fail.

Khalist whispers to everyone except the Gnoll: "This critter is obviously insane, I think we should kill it before it can do anything."

Silently he prepares to throw yet another handful of shurikens at the Gnoll.

(OOC: Nice munchkinny blocking of my attack Tiamat.)

I just blocked it with a fiting prowess! god, im trying to play like a regular gy here! Tiamat lets the shurikens hit him. He is wounded, and for the good of the story he decapitates himself. Are We Happy Now?

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Neb:

(OOC: Nice munchkinny blocking of my attack Tiamat.)<hr></blockquote>

Psssst! You should see the Yorick vs Larry thread :D

And if this is still open to newcomers...

Karzheik stepped carefully through the dense fog, and called out, be there anyone else here?
Fingering his dwarven axe's blade, he felt his arms go numb and disjointed, it seemed trying to defend himself wouldn't work all too well, he had to be on his guard.
'By Clangeddin's beard, there must be some other people in this accursed place, I don't even have a clue where I damn well am.'

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Tiamat:
I just blocked it with a fiting prowess! god, im trying to play like a regular gy here! Tiamat lets the shurikens hit him. He is wounded, and for the good of the story he decapitates himself. Are We Happy Now?<hr></blockquote>

(OOC: I have no problem with you being in the story, but a "regular guy" can't shapeshift, and so far you're the only one to have started with a magical item, so that makes you a bit too strong compared to the others.

Plus, being a Gnoll = Being attacked by most creatures, and who the hell is going to believe a gnoll(Which are almost always evil as well as rather stupid) rambling on about how he's one of them and how he's involved demons and other crap?

Next, did your character come in with the Fog? In that case he probably won't be going home and so anything that's happened there or who he knows there won't have much effect.

Is he from this place? Then I think you should know that this valley is not somewhere that living things go.)

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Talthyr Malkaviel:


Psssst! You should see the Yorick vs Larry thread :D

And if this is still open to newcomers...
<hr></blockquote>

(OOC: I have and it is, we won't be accepting many more though, too many and it's going to get too confusing.)

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Neb:
Khalist turns to face Urion, "Noone made me the leader of this group, halfling, and my name is Khalist, if you think that someone else should lead, or have a better suggestion as to where we should go, say so."<hr></blockquote>

*Oh, picking on the short people are we? Eh? All you mages are the same!* Urion mumbles as he walks to the back of the group, as he gets to the end he turns to Khalist and shouts, *Oh and I'm Urion, now lead on mage! I don't wanna stand here and rot all day!*

OOC>> Whats Happening? I've Totally Lost Track. What The Hell's Happening?

"I'm not a mage! But very well, let us go." Neb leads the group deeper into the valley, after a short while of walking through the black and twisted trees the group can spot a clearing up ahead, and they can see humanoid figures there.

(OOC: They're ghouls, there are five of them in the clearing and another 5 hidden in the trees surrounding it.)

"Looks as though there are other living things in this place after all! Let us go speak to them." Neb enters the clearing, not yet close enough to see what he is approaching.

OOC:You're right, with everyone being everywhere, it probably is confusing, so....

IC: After a long while of stumbling around aimlessly and muttering various curses, Karzheik tripped and almost fell flat on his rotund dwarven gut, but narrowly avoided tripping even more on his own beard by rushing forward, consequently landing into a pack of people.
'Aye, so they're be others here, I'm not alone in this accursed hole, who be ye, and does anyone know exactly what in the hells is going on here?'