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Larry_OHF · 05-15-2006, 08:34 PM

Larry Silverfall

The very wounded and very blind young man was found huddled at this time in the corner of this shadowy tower room, surrounded by those that would help him, yet assaulted by auditory means by those that would have him dead for the trespass. He heard the increasingly familiar sound of a thud which denoted the fainting of Senora, followed by the sarcastic remark of the guy named Joe and a responding chuckle and joke by the newly-recalled paladin who had come to save him. The effect of the conversation caused Larry to listen, focusing his attention on such humor in a place and time such as this...and the diversion broke the power momentarily of the beating of the drums.

Larry stood up, still blind as a bat, and rather than calling out, simply listens for the sound of a friend's voice once again. When hearing it, he'd walk toward it and this hope he repeated to himself over and over within his mind, trying to make sure not to let the drums back in.

The Mage of Shadows

The winds began to pick up strength and the Mage knew exactly what was occurring.

”So I was right! You have lured me here to kill me again! Here in your pocket between the Realms and outside my influential moderating might, you seek to murder me!”

The Mage realized with frightful discovery that here, he had no special Modding Powers of editing posts, of deleting actions, of closing threads. Here…he could not say that his power was backed by godly might. All he was while here in this place was an ordinary high-level PC combating another high-level PC on equal grounds. This sucked! He’d actually have to play by the rules of some long-forgotten author of 1st Edition D&D instead of the much more entertaining and realistic WotC 3.5! What torment! He’d have limits on his powers and there were no uber-shadows to heed his command. To emphasize the point he swung out his robes which hung down around him in their concealing gloom. He’d need to protect himself first, and so readied a darkness spell in his mind and ready to cast the traditional way. (bleh!) There was no Shadow Blade at his side because as a Mage, he was not allowed such a weapon in this world. (bleh!) Outside his realm of influence he was armed with nothing but his wits and mortal talents granted him by the DM. He could literally die in this battle and quite possibly never make a return.

He glared into the eyes of his enemy as the onslaught of the Winds stung into his own.

”Yes! Take me down, Windbringer! Remove me from my status and see who fills the void! What personage will come to take my place as the Mad Modding Overlord of Ironworks??!! What powers will they possess, and what rules will ensue??!!”

The Mage spread his arms wide to emphasize his dramatic last words. After this moment, the Forums could possibly cease to cower from the Shadows.

His Enemy had the initiative, which meant the first move.

[ 06-24-2006, 04:37 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

05-15-2006, 08:34 PM	#194
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Larry Silverfall The very wounded and very blind young man was found huddled at this time in the corner of this shadowy tower room, surrounded by those that would help him, yet assaulted by auditory means by those that would have him dead for the trespass. He heard the increasingly familiar sound of a thud which denoted the fainting of Senora, followed by the sarcastic remark of the guy named Joe and a responding chuckle and joke by the newly-recalled paladin who had come to save him. The effect of the conversation caused Larry to listen, focusing his attention on such humor in a place and time such as this...and the diversion broke the power momentarily of the beating of the drums. Larry stood up, still blind as a bat, and rather than calling out, simply listens for the sound of a friend's voice once again. When hearing it, he'd walk toward it and this hope he repeated to himself over and over within his mind, trying to make sure not to let the drums back in. The Mage of Shadows The winds began to pick up strength and the Mage knew exactly what was occurring. ”So I was right! You have lured me here to kill me again! Here in your pocket between the Realms and outside my influential moderating might, you seek to murder me!” The Mage realized with frightful discovery that here, he had no special Modding Powers of editing posts, of deleting actions, of closing threads. Here…he could not say that his power was backed by godly might. All he was while here in this place was an ordinary high-level PC combating another high-level PC on equal grounds. This sucked! He’d actually have to play by the rules of some long-forgotten author of 1st Edition D&D instead of the much more entertaining and realistic WotC 3.5! What torment! He’d have limits on his powers and there were no uber-shadows to heed his command. To emphasize the point he swung out his robes which hung down around him in their concealing gloom. He’d need to protect himself first, and so readied a darkness spell in his mind and ready to cast the traditional way. (bleh!) There was no Shadow Blade at his side because as a Mage, he was not allowed such a weapon in this world. (bleh!) Outside his realm of influence he was armed with nothing but his wits and mortal talents granted him by the DM. He could literally die in this battle and quite possibly never make a return. He glared into the eyes of his enemy as the onslaught of the Winds stung into his own. ”Yes! Take me down, Windbringer! Remove me from my status and see who fills the void! What personage will come to take my place as the Mad Modding Overlord of Ironworks??!! What powers will they possess, and what rules will ensue??!!” The Mage spread his arms wide to emphasize his dramatic last words. After this moment, the Forums could possibly cease to cower from the Shadows. His Enemy had the initiative, which meant the first move. [ 06-24-2006, 04:37 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]