[Pureblade]

Nemrick smirks, looking at Lucien who obviously wasn't having a very good day. Glancing at Cendrant to make sure the fox man had left no serious damage...( ) he turns his attention back to Lucien. "Well I dont know about you...but I'm looking for some work of some sort...as much as I enjoy sitting and chatting with all these wonderful people.." Nemrick rolls his eyes..."I enjoy the road even more. Just waiting for a new adventure I suppose."

Nemrick glances to where Xin is still sitting and raises an eyebrow. Then, turning to look at Drathonian, he calls out "You can stop chanting anytime now!"

Nemrick looks at Cendrant who is studying him closely. "And what are you looking at?" he mutters. Cendrant gets up and lumbers over to Nemrick, plopping down beside him and rummaging around in his pack for some food.

"Hmph...figures," Nemrick whispers, then he looks towards the dark orb floating in the center of the room once more. "I wonder..." he says to Lucien, "Do you think we could contact Nerzuul through that orb?"

OOC: Using the orb could count as sending him a PM...just to let ya know...

[Ruckus Fox]

He shrugged, "Try all you want." Peering to Nemrick from the corner of his eye, "But it is doubtful he'd come back. 'sides...I've lost all interest in 'My lord and master' now." Shrugging he'd walk over and prop himself against the wall sturdily. "Mm...So...you like adventuring? Well...I don't know what to tell you."

OOC: (:\ Not a GM yet...can't make any quests...)

[Darkness]

OOC: Arghhhh! We need some quests! And Drathonian stopped chanting when Oric nudged him. (Use your imagination.

IC: Drathonian looked at Nemrick strangely. Why had he told him to stop chanting when he already had? Oh well, one more strange and dillusional person that he had met in his travels.

[Ruckus Fox]

OOC: <.< I told you guys, don't worry. Once Cspace makes it official Reikin and I are new mods, then we'll bring in some quests...I dream new ones up every night, don't worry...You might even have TOO MANY quests to do. >) Hehehe...

[Darkness]

OOC: Go poke him to do it faster .

[Pureblade]

OOC: Lol ok...and dark, every time I use my 'imagination' you say 'no, that didn't happen'...so from now on unless I hear you state something, I'm not gonna assume anything. And I thought he said in a post that he was coming back to DS...oh well!

BIC: "Ah nevermind...I dont really care to contact him anyways. Still, it would be nice having a dark power to back you up if you're in trouble..." Nemrick ponders this and stares up at the ceiling, having just noticed that cracks had formed in it from months of neglect. It was getting late, and he had to find someplace to sleep...Cendrant then nudges him, and catching the meaning he decides to stay in the shrine for the night.

"Well, I suppose I'll sleep here for tonight," Nemrick says, settling back comfortably on the hard wooden bench. Laying back on his pack, which was now almost completely empty thanks to Cendrant, he takes out one of his cloaks and lays it over himself.

Just as he is about to close his eyes, he glances over at Cendrant. "Yes, you do that..." he says, then dozes off.

Cendrant rises from beside Nemrick, lumbers about two feet forward, and stops, staring straight at Lucien and not moving. Keeping watch for his master, he keeps at the ready just incase.

*Logging out for the night, later guys*

[Darkness]

OOC: Well, it would certainly be nice if we knew what Cendrant was saying some of the time....

IC: Both of the boys look and the now snoring ( ) Nemrick. Then they eyes meet, and two identical devilish smiles cross there faces. They rush outside, and the group still inside hears a considerable amount of clanking on the sides, and then roof of the building.

[Bashae]

Swiveling his hands, the elemental power harnessed into the orbs is released. He closes his eyes and the clear orbs form into a staff. With his eyes still closed, he swings the staff. The pebble that Oric threw, hits the staff and drops harmlessly to the ground.
"Now, now, Oric. There is no need for violence in this place... despite the fact that this is a dark shrine," He says as he opens his eyes. He then casts the following spells:

- Frost (0): EC=0; DP=5: The Druid surrounds the target with a freezing gust of wind.

- Shock (150): EC=0; DP=40: A minor bolt of lightning strikes the target.

- Mask of Nature (450): EC=0; Effect = Invisibility in a Connection Region/ Lasts until the target leaves the region or takes an action: A cover of local vegitation hides the target from view. from ground based attacks as long as the target (anyone) is in the region.

- Burn (600): EC=0; DP=80: A target is surrounded in flames.

He reharnesses the elements into his staff as vines begin growing around the walls. The staff splits into three and turn into the elemental orbs again, which begin circling him as before. He sits down on a cushion of vines, which continue to grow but they seem to edge away from the shrine, feeling its evil power.

[Darkness]

OOC: Errmmm, he more like tossed it. I hope you were being sarcastic Oh, and Oric and Drathonian are sleeping on the roof.


P.S. Go look back at the Curvedspace Darkstorm rules. Cspace is allowing more stat points.
P.S.S. Oh, and Dhamon. I think your Secondary Character's stats are kinda messed up. He's supposed to have half of what your Main has.

This post has been edited by Darkness 22: 05 March 2005 - 04:17 PM

[Ruckus Fox]

Lucien's ears pricked up as he heard the two chaps above settling. "Heh...On the roof? I hope it rains." He smirks softly as he shook his head and began his nightly inspection. Checking his wired dagger in his left sleeve, then his dagger across his chest in a sling, the sword at his left hip, and the high-tech looking pistol at his right. Removing the pistol he's slide out the magazine, inspect each and every bullet, then shove it back it and smacking it together--He'd leave the hammer down, though. "So then...Mister Magic. Who are you then?" He had told Reikin who he was...Now for his formalities? Looking to the side he glanced at Cendrant...Then looked back to Reikin.

OOC: More stat points!? WOOT!

[Pureblade]

Nemrick yawns, then stretching his limbs he sits up. He sits up on the bench and notices that Cendrant is still in front of him. Nemrick pats Cendrant on the back, then proceeds to look around the room where an abnormal growth has seemingly sprung up out of nowhere. Noticing it doesn't proceed anywhere near the center of the room where the dark orb is floating, he decides that it needs to go. Without saying a word, Cendrant lumbers over to the growth near them and proceeds to eat it. "Well, morning everyone....by the way....where are those two boys who were in here before?" Nemrick then hears a loud noise on the roof, and glances up. "Ah...I see. Well, I suppose now is as good a time as any for me to break my fast," he says. Reaching into his pack, he pulls out a piece of bread already half gone and torn by the mandibles of his Kaloron friend. Wrinkling his nose in disgust, and glaring at the insect now feasting on the vegetation, he picks off bits and pieces that seem intact and eats them. Glancing back up at Lucien, he offers him a piece.

OOC: Grr, dum ferret man gets bonuses...dark elves stay the same

[Ruckus Fox]

Lucien watched them. "Bah...I never pay attention to daylight or twilight here...It's all the same since Nerzuul came." (Literally...It's still pitch black ) Shifting on his feet he'd continue to watch Reikin...Paying little or next to no interest in the insect man feasting upon the succulent vines. <.<;; ?

OOC: I was weak...Hush.

[Pureblade]

Nemrick, grumbling, pulls back his hand. "Well if you dont want one, fine...I dont really care," he says. Looking over at the growth that has sprouted, he calls out, "Hey druid, do you want any bread? You looked pretty thin when you came in..." Nemrick then gets up and does his routine stretches, every once in awhile glancing up at Lucien to make sure he is still in sight. Then turning once again to glare at Cendrant, he touches his hand to his forehead and tilts his head. Nemrick grins, glances at Lucien, then turns his attention back to the Karloron. Overhead he hears the whispered conversation of the two young men.

OOC: Reiken...can I still see you? Just wondering...

[Ruckus Fox]

Lucien's gaze caught Nemricks each time he looked back. "Tell me why you always look at me...Will you? Are you afraid? Or do you just want me here? Paranoid? Or rich? Please do share..." He felt a little odd standing there with everyone staring at him now and then. XD Especially when none of them even saw him rob Oric before! Silly odd-roleplaying people.

[Darkness]

The group begins to hear a fight starting on the roof. The crashes and bangs continue for a whille, and then Oric flies off the roof in front of the door. The group hears snickering from above. And Oric stands up and glares at something on the roof.
"That wasn't fair!" He yells. He scurries back onto the roof and they both start snickering.