Melting Pot RPG - Chapter 1 - Dark Sunlight

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"IT'S MAGIC! NECROMANCY!" A voice called out. Everyone who was still standing about turned toward the direction of the voice and saw a man standing on the edge of the fortification... he seemed quite tall standing up there but after jumping down the side and landing he obviosly stood less than 3 feet in height. His hair looked like it was an extension of his own skin and had a fleshy-color to it, his eyes burned solid white even in the dark and he had a small armor suit on with a black cape. He raised a palm and formed a sword the size of a dagger in his hand out of energy.

"Thats MortenCainen's Halfling Sword!"

"You'd better belive it!" the figure said in a high-pitched voice...

"He sounded more heroic up on the walls edge..." the elf bard said to Corbesant...

"That Would Be Me!" "GURAAAURR"

The two turned and saw a Mage who was holding a glowing battle-axe in one hand and a flowing red cape, his hair jetted out in multiple directions and his eyes seemed more concealed behind him. Standing behind him was an 8 foot tall half-orc monstrocity who had scars all over his body and bore two giant axes in both of his hands.

"Who are you!?!"

"I am Deathscythe, the Wizard, and these are my allies!"

A preist Blinked in... "Thats Luther the Paladin/Preist"

"I LIKE SWORDS!" The ork shouted in a retarted way.

"he's Jon, he's not that bright, but he makes up for it in strength..."

A ranger being lifted by a hawn landed and pulled back a long bow he then fired acid arrows from it striking one ork right in his eyes, it cried out in pain and started fleeing away.

"that's Tim E the ranger, and the halfling is Tim O.

"are they related?" Skye asked

"...no... but i do imagine there is a bit of a resemblence..."

They continued attacking the ogres...

"excuse me whilste i assist them..."

"Wait... why are you guys here?"

"well you see we had a chaotic Neutral freind hanging with us, and he didn't like being Chaotic good all the time, so he sort of jumped off..."

"jumped?"

"yeah and he never came back down..."

O_O

"these sure are a wreird group of folks..."

The prist ordered the half ork forward "GO JON GO GET EM!"

He ran forward garglign and growling and picked up one of the huge orks and threw him at the others making the sound of bowling pins.

"470 xp 470 xp 470 xp"

"BOW- LING!" he said after a very retarted laugh.

"Come on Corbesant!" The wizard shouted.

The Elven ranger and Bladsinger looked at eachother and started to blitz toward the orcs.

Morgan's blade sliced off the head of two orcs at once "470 470"
The ranger pulled out a dagger and backstabbed another orc "470" The preist begant to charge a spell along with the bards.

After all the orcs had falled they all examined their weapons.

Not a droplet of blood had fallen and the courpses still had those odd green flames around them...

suddenly the flames went out, btu the cut up courpses stood up again...

"WHat is this? Unfailing endurance?"

"IT IS STONE-HEART!" A voice declared. A figure wearing some thick green robes lifted above the wall and stayed hovering in mid air... "YOU CANNOT DEFEAT OPONENTS THAT CAN'T BLEED!"

The orcs starte lumbering for the warriors. Un-bleeding, but snarling with steam raising up from their breath they all seemed to have gone berserk. Morgan readied his broadsword. The Rangers readied their bows.

and as for the bards wizards and paladin...

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"USE MAGIC!"

"THEIR FLAMES ARE GONE!"

"way ahead of you!" The preist and two bards said in advance. Suddenly a ring of lite 40 feet by 40 feet extended from the thee magic users and started to hover toward the wizard, he caught the ring on his hand and it shrunk down to about the size of a donut. He started to swirl it around his finger and chuckled...

"TAKE..." he brough his hand back to fling it "THIS!"

He threw the tiny gold ring and it passed through the first ork then it moved toward the second orc who tired to jump out of the way but it followed it and ran through it. The first orc by this time started to melt with gold fire pouring out of his orafices. the next one ignited in a similar way by the time the ring struck the next one. Finally it passed through every orc and had every one of them melted. It started moving upward toward the Necromancer in the air. The necromancer formed a dispell sheild and the ring just opened and passed around him.

"it will take alot more than that to take me down!"

The necromancer started to charge a dark purple sphere in his hands...

"SCATTER!"

The wizard said...

Everyone started to run and the group split up.

"CIGOTUL'S DEGENERATION!" the Necromancer shouted out after adding a handfull of poppy seeds to the ball of energy, the purple energy bolted down in a purple bolt of lightening and stuck Byrth in the chest. He floated into the air and began to scream for his life. He looked at his hand as it began to melt into a blob of flesh, his bones and organs began to turn into flesh too.

"ANNIHILATE UNDEAD SPELL!" a voice cried out as Byrth's face was about to dematerialize into the fleshy blob of his former body. It suddenly lit up with white fire and turned back into it's original form.

"I Recognize that voice!" "GURAAUUUR!"

The new allied turned toward the source of the voice immediatley while the elven ranger, bladsinger and blade-bard turned more slowly.

A pale figure with burning eyes stood observing the group of warriors.

"DEATH!" one of them shouted out. Deathbringer turned toward him and said "Are you talking to me?"

"No i'm tlaking to him!" The preist said pointing. But the figure was no longer there.

They turned and saw a flash of light blaze through the sky past the necromancer. He stood up in the air for about 30 seconds without making a sound. He opened his mouth so speak but only blood rushed out, and without the cuts even being felt or notied his torsoe disconected from his floating lower half and the two parts of necromancer hit the ground and turned to stone.

Total Experience to all for the fight: 2800

"What the hell was that about?" eveyone said looking into the cloud-filled sky.

The townspeople began to come out of hiding and noticed nothing but a hoile in the wall and two parts of a statue. Byrth started to fall and was caught in a single hand of the half-ork. He placed him on the ground *actually more like stuck him into the ground as he was up to his ankles in soil* and said "Guuaah darrr"

"um... thanks... What is this guy's INT?"

"No one knows, some say it's 5, others claim it is a negative digit."

Several people began to chuckle while the large half-orc just scratched his head, pulling out a few grubs from time to time and eating them.

"well thanks for the support" Skye thanked the priest. He only bowed and turned toward his freind without another word.
"Graauuur" "Thanks for catching me uh... Jon..." "Gauauaurr"
"Well i guess all's well that ends well!" Skye cheerily said. Everyone agreed. "You guys mind if we stay with you until we find out freind?"

"hmmm" morgan began to think. "Skye, Byrth... group huddle..."

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The three stood in a circle... "Dont these guys seem a little odd, all of them being chaotic good..."

"and who muttered that spell? I have to know!"
"The priest seemed crazy, point at something that wasnt there"
"well i think they're good enough to join us..."

The elven ranger pushed himself into the circle...

"Hey what're you doin' here! This is an ABC conversation so XYZ your way out!"

"Im not with these guys, I just saw what was going on... can I join you fellas too?"

"Ok but the TIM E TIM O thing is kind of confusing..."

"Im not TIM E... im another ranger!"

"oh... um ok... you can join... as for the others... we'll have to wait and see... agreed?"

"Agreed!"

"you can stay with us, but we aren't certain of you story just yet... a guy jumping intot he air and not comming back down does seem a little farfetched!"

"it would make for a good song though!" Byrth interupted...

"uh yeah... well anyway," corbesant continued, "You guys can tag along with as as we go to destroy a Ghøl cave that this bard here saw earlier...

"Oh? Well that's nice..." The wizard said before turning toward his freinds and asking
"Whats a ghøl?"
"sounds like a type of bird" The ranger said...
"hmm might be.. i suppose we'll find out if we follow these guys"
"Why should we follow 'em!" Luther asked "We don't even know these guys except form some of the nearby tavern keeps!"

"this is a completley differint continant everythings changed..." the halfing said.

"Say guys" the Paladin said "Am I the only one who'se noticed that the sun in the sky hasnt even actually... moved..."

"... why i think you're right... it's like perpetual sunset..." The wizard agreed.

"GRAAUURR"

"This must be a magical continent..."

"GRAAUUURRUURR!!"

"is that why we sleep during the day and wake up still during the day?" The Halfing asked.

"yes... I think this place is enchanted, that explains the dark/light factor... on the dark half i bet it's in perpetual night!" The paladin concured.

"...I think you're right!" The Ranger agreed,

and so the group of warriors settled down for what felt like the evening into an inn and rested. The next day, they would be heading into the dark territory...

cooooool!! Excellent so far

[Skydracgrrl]

yay! kool! cept you forgot to notice that my character was currently in a store healing herself... -.- eh well, no matter. keep up the good work. ^_^

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ooc: hi, i'm in louisiana and i'm bored so lets get this on:

After shopping for some healing items skye wandered about asking for information from the locals. Basic questions such as "have you seen or heard of any Ghøls in the area" and she pretty much got nowhere. that was until she wandered into a dark alley, after a busy day of questioning in the hot sun without seeking shelter except to ask for a bit of information she found the dark recess of the alley to be quite pleasant. Wiping sweat from her brow she looked up the coblestone street and her eyes locked with two empty, sighlyess sockets of suspicion. the eyebrows showed emmotion but the sockets themselves appeared to be emptied and scarred. A blind man, nothing but skin and bones, rested in the alley, he heard skye's footsteps enter what was his make-shift home. He blurted out in a near-whisper tone of pain, "who is there?"

Skye stared blankly at the poor man and her caring instinct set in...

"i'm just a blade bard..."

"bard eh.. well don't expect me to pay to hear you sing... unless you're as blind as me you can see i'm not in the position or the mood to be basking in such presence as your own..."

"I-... I'm sorry... i was just asking around for informaiton.."

"HAH! Information... now that's somehting I could use... what sort of information are you seeking?"

"I was wondering if anyone had seen a cave of Ghøls..."

The old man didn't hesitate upon skye's rolling of her toung at the end of the word "Ghøl-" he stood up and with all the energy left in his body he shreiked at the top of his lungs "LEAVE THIS PLACE!!! IT WAS THEMS DAMNED GHØLS THAT TOOK ME EYES AND LEFT ME FOR DEAD! I'VE BEEN PENILESS EVER SINCE THAT DAY AND CARE NOTHING TO BEAR ANY INFORMATION OF THEM ANY LONGER! YOU SHOULD LEAVE THEM GOOD ENOUGH AND ALONE! LET NATURE TAKE IT'S COURSE! or maybe you SHOULD GO TO THE SOUTH! PAST A PATH THROUGH TWO TWISTED TREES THAT ARE DEAD AND MISHAPEN! THEMS WERE THE LAST TREES I EVER SAW AND SHALL HOPE TO NEVER COME UPON AGAIN! ALONG WITH YEE WENCH!!"

Skye took in the information granted to her and ignored the complaining tone of the man's voice...

"So it's through two trees you say?"

the man shreiked and fell over, ghasping for air...

Skye quickly set to catering to he poor man's health.

Meanwhile Byrth was standing on the edge of town next to his newest freind, a paladin. The paladin told him many tales of encountering dragons and running for his life, he told him that the best spell to cast was sanctuary, he also told wild tales of a freind who would leap into the air and come down without any fear, splitting the skulls of dragons ripping out their hearts and feeding upong them only to fuel his insatiable apatite for power. He also spoke of his meeting the wizard in a lava-filled cave, saving his life by taking his hand when a wild-spell nearly knocked him into the molten defensive barrier of his own creation. He also spoke of how the ranger he met struck a dire bear in the leg and then tended to its wound, befreinding the beast. He also loved to rant about his henchman named odie, who ended up having an affair with young daughter of a powerfull emperor and was put to the death by being ripped in two... in quite an odd manner...

"y'see they put him up on this pike that was long and tied his legs to shackels, then they shackled a large boulder to his arms and made him hold it, it forced him down and cut him apart right from between the legs first, and moving up from there, he screamed like a girl from the very beggning up until the end... yup... poor odie... he was a handy bodyguard he was... i told him he should'nta' touched that girl... but i just couldn't get him to stop his insatiable appetite for fair women... err... heavy in oragin..." the paladin winced upon revealing that little detail and left the sentence with about 15 seconds of silence, while Byrth only stared with an expression like @_o

"AUNY GANY FOR BEE!!"

"What was that Jonothan?"

"DAWNY WANY FOR GREE!"

"huh? say that again?"

"GEE GEE BOOOM DIDDY ROOO!"

"...well for such a big guy... you've got a small brain..."

"WHATS YER NAME A- AU- AGA... NN?"

"I'm Deathscythe... remember... we've traveled together for about a YEAR now... "

"durr OH RIGHT DEATH KNIFE!!"

"Scythe..."

"FREIND..."

"NO DON'T HUG ME! YEAAAH!"

*sounds of cracking bones echo across the hillside*

"OH GOD I'M GOING TO FEEL THAT ONE IN THE MORNING!"

Deathbringer and Tim E (the rangers) sat along amongst the trees discussing their varouse animal freinds and experiences in nature while Tim O ordered up himself 3 times his body weight in ale... about a gallon or so and partied like a drunken midget all the day and night long... err well he was a drunken midget but that's beside the point...

[Skydracgrrl]

Ba-ba-bump!!! ^__^

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Hello, I'd just like to say that this will be updated now, and if you're interested in joining, do so at this time, just post your character's stats, anything goes, I don't really play by stats so much as just give the character a personality and let it go from there, consider this an outside DM intruding on whatever game you take your characters from, I'm sorry for my absence, i realize that I was gone a LONG LONG time... Expect a continuation sometime within the next week If anyone actually cares...

[Skydracgrrl]

OOC- i do! i care! ^^ i wanna find out wat happens to my character, heheh.

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After having loaded some supplies onto a wagon and mounting a horse which was given to the heroes as a prize for saving the town, the heroes suited up and proceeded out of the town toward the land of perpetual night.

"Tell me son, do you know why gravity still exists on this world?" The Mage asked toward Deathbringer.

"Frankly I have no idea, it never seemed like a big deal to me... You either are awake in the mind or you're asleep and enslaved by a mind, sometimes not your own, in the dark..."

"hmm interesting way of putting it" Skye said in response.

"Well it's true ,when you think about it... Name one person in the dark realm who HAS his mind..."

"hmmm Say..." The halfling said speaking up, "What do you suppose would happen if a freind of ours was to venture into this land of dark alone?"

"You mean the freind who you think came here?"

"Yes, He opened up a gateway without responding to any of our comments and told us we HAD to come to this world, immediatley after comming here he said we would be weighing him down and he just... jumped!"

"ok" Skye said in a way that would intrude on the conversation and make way for a question "I have to know, what do you mean by JUMP?"

"He used a planar binding ring to make a gateway..." "OK but what about the JUMPING part! i don't get it!"

"ok um... how can I explain it... y'see we were high on this platform structures one day... and we saw a man with red hair and a winter wolf standing on the highest one, he had a torn cape and caught our eye... Unfortunetly our eyes should have been turned to the red dragon who came up over the hillside directly infront of us..."

-------------Flashback Sequence----------
"I onder who he is..."

"AAAUH!"

"tim? TIM!?!?"

"DURR tim go into air..."

"He's a bloody fighter training to be a ranger, he can't cast levitate! jon! TELL US! Where is tim!"

"UP DERE! HEHE!" *point*

"AAAH!"

"SOMEBODY FOR THE LOVE OF MELVYN! HELP ME!!!"

"I'll shoot him wtih a magic arrow!"

"you fool! you might mistakingly hit Tim!!!"

A narrowed eye glare game from the wizard ranger...

"Right... proceed..."

"HYEAAH!" Melphs acid arrow travels through the air striking the dragon in the tail.

"I don't think he liked that... he's comming back..."

"OH GOD HE DROPPED TIM!"

"AAAAAAIIIIEEEE!!!"

"where'd that red haired fellow go off to?"

"I think he might be a shapeshifter he could be the dra-"

There was a burst of red which seemed to pass directly through the dragon and into the air, suddenly there was an erupting sound of metal and thunder with an odd "SPROING" type sound effect along with it as well.

The group turned and saw rolling pebbles and dust dragging across the ground, as it cleared, the presence of the red eyed individual could clearly be made out. He had odd tatoos across his face and bore a wiked looking bow in one hand with a scythe in the other. He wasn't making eye contact with them he seemed more focused on the horizon, he pulled a hand out and somehow, incredibly, the figure who'd been seen fallign miles away fell directly into his hand with a thud, and wasn't even injured.

"WAAUUHG! huh? I'M ALIVE!!"

"go..."

The red haired figure ran forward, a giant winter wolf leapt behind him directly over the group's heads, it was so quick that it caught them all by suprise, leaping at blinding speeds and incredible distances across the rocks the two figures became silloueted in a blizzard which sprung up from nowhere. The red dragons gleaming eyes suddenly appeared along with a flame breath which shot downward and then quickly upward.

The wizard cast Highway to get a closer look along with the group, they appeared next to the dragon and saw a chasm-like wound which burrowed straight through it's lung, barley missing it's heart, and the red haaired figure was applying healing potions and a bandage, he then patted the dragon on the side and it took off without another word, suddenly it turned in the sky and blurted something in draconian which noone except the red haired figure seemed to understand, he turned and his eyes widened at the presence of the strangers.

"If you came to kill... you will have to kill me..."

"We are not hunters, we're here for adventure..."

"do you consider adventure killing?"

"HYUCK HYUCK! YEAH!" Jonathan blurted out just as thew wizard was about to open his mouth to speak and explain... 4 arrows quickly struck the Half-ork in the head, they should have all peirced his brain, but amazingly he just laughed in a retarted fasion and blurted "Hye hye that tickle ickles..."

O_o . . . "Please tell me he's undead..."

"Actuall he's just got a brain the size of a pea..."

". . . . . Ok who here doesnt?"

"I dont..."

"You mean you CLAIM to don't..."

"Excuse Me?!"

"alright fine, if you're so intelligent tell me the concauction for a root beer float..."

". . . Rootbeer and Icecream?"

"Ok, you have an IQ of 90... good for you... now tell me why you're here if it ISN'T to kill and I might spare you're lives..."

"Hey buddy!" the halfing said speaking up, "you know wer'e ppretty tought ourselves, we'd give you a run for your money if you tried to fight us!"

". . ." The halfling suddenly started to wince profuseley before hitting the ground with bloodshot eyes, he was groping his head to the point of almost tearing the flesh, his eyeballs appeared ready to pop out of their sockets, viens began raising up on his head, and he was foaming at the mouth.

"What was that?"

the group changed their view from the now fidgeting Halfling to the strange pale figure... "who are you?"

"Shinokorosha... Ranger of Necromancy..."

"We'll I'm Justin Melph, Relative of..."

"THE Melph?"

"Actuall Melph the Thatcher...," the wizard said under his breath,"but um... SURE yeah..."

"hmm fine then you came to cast spells, he came to threaten," he said poining at the halfling who quickly went back to his normal state and stood up, his eyes focused on the pointing finger which followed him as he stood up, "He came because he's a moron with muscle..." He pointed at the half-ork "he's a loner who decided he'd start hanging with a group..." He pointed at the ranger... "And I... if you don't mind my intruding on your party... have absolutley no idea why I got here or for whatever reason I am here... but I think that because you're the first Bipedal humanoid lifeforms I've seen since childhood, i suppose this could be the start of a beautifull freindship... that is... IF you need some more support... for whatever quest that brougth you here..."

"we could use all of the help we can get..."

-----------------End Flashback-------

"That didn't explain the jumping at all..."

"we'll he's had some odd talents about him, most of which he keeps secretive to be used in emergencies, he's not that talkative of a guy either, he'd divulge the deepest most inner thought to you in a second, but only if you asked, he keeps even the smallest things secretive..."

"hmm doesnt sound like a very personable guy..."

"DURR HE TALK NOT MUCH!"

"ok jon, if our horses give out, you can haul the wagon"

"WEE I GETTA BE DA HORSEY!"

"yeah..."

Walkign alongside the cart, the sun began setting behind them as they walked, it was quite an eerie effect, if one took a few steps back the sun would just move UP instead of down...

It wasn't long before a cold chill fell over everything, and within a few minutes the entire world became icy cold and dark.

"This is it huh?" Skye said.

"Exactly the spot..." the bard said. "and the cavern should be just over..."

An unearthly howl shot out from the darkness, it seemed to bathe everything. "Get ready for a fight" Morgan said pulling out his swords.

"Right!" Skye armed herself, The mage cast Light, The rangers strung their bows, and all was very still...

it continued to be still... an elven ear nippped at the air in a nurvouse fasion and all was still for quite some time.

The darknkess swallowed the light which the mage cast, bits of irradescense in yellow bathed over some nearby leaves which seemed untouched by wind, it was like a still painting, just the groupd standing around the wagon, weapons armed, waiting for something, anything... and yet... nothing... not a noise... not a twig being broken... not a clomp of a footstep... and so they sat... fear forcing them to be silent and only communicate when combat was a certain fate... but there was nothing...

Just stillness...