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Having weighed down her pockets and lightened her wallet, she goes out in search of special equipment to enhance her monk powers. You never know your luck, after all.
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Ingle Land? Last edited by Caput; Jan 29th, 2013 at 02:31 PM. |
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With Eshti having taken her share, you have 20318 Monies to spend on implements of great violence. Now is your chance to argue why You, the Master of Awesome, deserve a bigger chunk of the cash drawer to make yourself look fabulous.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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The Bunny-Zombie Snake looks around curiously, getting talked into taking a pair of 'magical sticks' for 1500 Monies. After some examination, and removing the feathers and shiny but worthless stones inexpertly stuck onto them she discovers that they are actually healing wands and feels it was a worthy buy after all. She then spots a stall filled with animals, and some instinct lures her toward it...
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Dice Pet:
The halfling shows you all around the little petting zoo, though most of the animals seem wary of the dead snake in their midst. Well, except for one little guy, who keeps on trying to get on your... back? to hitch a ride around the enclosure. He appears to be a Mole, who's exposure to bizarre magical experiments has made him slightly larger and fluffier than normal. This makes him a non-ideal housepet, and has left him lonely in this enclosure. He wants a friend. Will you be his friend? Dr. Molehands - 10gp Tiny Animal Can dig ferociously. Also Darkvision, because magical experimentation on adorable animals is fun!
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Jan 30th, 2013 at 11:37 AM. |
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Adrian looks at her crossbow. Looks like this is what I'm going to have to rely on for a bit. Maybe I should look for an upgrade? With a shrug, she decides what the hell, and looks for an enchanter. It was a tad ironic, seeking someone to enchant his weapon rather than others seeking to have her enchant things. Just one more thing to get used to I suppose.
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Holidays and my new overnights schedule are still taking a toll on me and my post rate, and will probably continue to do so until some time after the new year. Please bear with me until then! Last edited by darthcharon; Jan 30th, 2013 at 02:22 PM. |
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The shopkeeper takes a look at your shootystick, and gives you a few thoughts.
The halfling won't let you into the petting zoo. You're liable to goop over one of the critters by accident and eat them. Go on. Get.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Adrian sticks her nose up indignantly when she is turned away from the pet shoppe. "Fine, you'll not be getting any of my gold then you yellow bellied shortling." At the weapon shoppe, she listens to the shopkeeper's suggestions. After a short moment, she speaks up. "How much would it cost to put the seeking enchantment on my shootysti-er, crossbow?"
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Holidays and my new overnights schedule are still taking a toll on me and my post rate, and will probably continue to do so until some time after the new year. Please bear with me until then! Last edited by darthcharon; Jan 30th, 2013 at 05:33 PM. |
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Given that your shootystick is already at +2, you'd need 10,000 monies to do so.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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She had been intending for something more useful, and tries her best to look away from the adorable little creature. But she simply can't... She takes the Mole, who she names Dugger, then heads out to look for the others.
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Dr. Dugger Molehands takes his place proudly on your head. 18808 Monies remain.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Jan 30th, 2013 at 11:11 PM. |
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The almost three foot Dugger climbs her back/tail and she winces at his sharp claws. He climbs her furry torso making her giggle and glomphs over the top of her head. She peers up in time to see him trying to eat her hair and she swipes at him "Hey, I am not food." ... and -I- am the one supposed to be eating brains.
She buys some 'food' for her new mole friend, and is a little digusted when she sees what is provided. Worms, centipedes and beetles, all wriggling happily in a pack full of damp vegetable matter to keep them alive for a week. She hangs the pouch from her side after pulling a small handful out, holding the wiggling mess above her head. She can't help but smile when little mole hands pull the bugs from her, snuffling them up. Bits fall into her hair causing her to squick a little, but she giggles when he snuffles into her hair to get the last traces. He makes happy sounds as he finishes, and she is still smiling when she heads out to see the others.
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"Live each day as if it were your last, 'cause I'm gonna kill you but I'm not super-good w/ schedules." - Joss Whedon Last edited by Moridain; Jan 31st, 2013 at 03:32 AM. |
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Assuming our Jello blob upgrades her crossbow, we're at 8808 Monies.
------------------ Meanwhile, in THE FUTURE Kaitlyn, Cherry, and Adrian are coming back from the weapons shop. Eshti and Talos are currently on a streetside corner, waiting for them. Slowpokes. A half-elf man walks up to Talos, and places a purple lily on his head. "A gift from Her Lady, that you may find peace." He's dressed in a purple robe(bathrobe, by the look of it), with a peace sign emblazoned on the back. He looks blissfully happy, as if he'd had a few too many colorful mushrooms. He's polite about it though, and offers Eshti a flower as well.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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"And who might Her Lady be?" Eshti walks around the guy as she's speaking to him, hoping to catch him between her and the group if he says what she's afraid he's going to say.
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Noticing what Eshti is trying to do, he attempts to also angle himself so that the half-elf would have a problem escaping. "God, I hate being a pony."
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He sighs and smiles, as if remembering a really good boink. "Her Lady, the great one, Caladenzia, who brings happiness and understanding to us all. Through her, we move past our individual troubles to see the universe as a whole, and through such wisdom, find peace. All the pain in the world cannot compare when you know that together, we are stronger." Right, so crazy psychic lady is feeding this guy his magical tranquilizers. Does she have a refund slot for deranged deities stealing people's classes? Because that wasn't in the pamphlet, you're positive.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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