*alright ima go* Josh says, “I’ve gotta take a little bit of a break from this conversation. Let’s pick it up another time.”
And without another word, he falls through the floor, leaving horrible whispers in his wake.
*Aww, bye then!*
"Well, there he goes. So Death, how much time do I have left?"
HMMM, LET ME SEE. He pulls a fancifully decorated hourglass and holds it up to see how much sand it has left. It is held at an angle that you cannot clearly see its contents. INTERESTING. He places it back inside his robes, I AM SORRY, BUT FOR YOUR OWN SAKE, I PREFER TO KEEP THAT A SECRET.
"I'm sorry, but I must know. There is much at stake."
Death studies him for quite a while before saying, HOW DO YOU HAVE MORE AT STAKE THEN THE ANY OTHER MORTAL?
"This staff I hold is the most powerful item in existence. If the god I'm hiding from gets it, he shall destroy all the universe."
REALLY? THAT IS A DILEMMA. He pauses and strokes his bony chin in thought. HOW DID YOU COME TO POSSESS SUCH A POWERFUL ITEM?
"It was made by several gods, and handed down through my ancestry. Only those in my line can fully grasp its power, and we get that ability from the god I am attempting to hide from."
INTERESTING. BUT WHY DO YOU NEED TO SEE HOW LONG YOU HAVE LEFT TO LIVE? KNOWING WHAT DAY YOU WILL DIE CAN BE MISLEADING. WHAT IF IT IS STOLEN FROM YOU WHILE YOU STILL LIVE? YOU MUST FIND A WAY TO INSURE IT IS SAFE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, REGARDLESS OF YOUR DYING DAY.
*alright ima go* Josh says, “I’ve gotta take a little bit of a break from this conversation. Let’s pick it up another time.”
And without another word, he falls through the floor, leaving horrible whispers in his wake.
*Aww, bye then!*
"Well, there he goes. So Death, how much time do I have left?"
HMMM, LET ME SEE. He pulls a fancifully decorated hourglass and holds it up to see how much sand it has left. It is held at an angle that you cannot clearly see its contents. INTERESTING. He places it back inside his robes, I AM SORRY, BUT FOR YOUR OWN SAKE, I PREFER TO KEEP THAT A SECRET.
"I'm sorry, but I must know. There is much at stake."
Death studies him for quite a while before saying, HOW DO YOU HAVE MORE AT STAKE THEN THE ANY OTHER MORTAL?
"This staff I hold is the most powerful item in existence. If the god I'm hiding from gets it, he shall destroy all the universe."
REALLY? THAT IS A DILEMMA. He pauses and strokes his bony chin in thought. HOW DID YOU COME TO POSSESS SUCH A POWERFUL ITEM?
"It was made by several gods, and handed down through my ancestry. Only those in my line can fully grasp its power, and we get that ability from the god I am attempting to hide from."
INTERESTING. BUT WHY DO YOU NEED TO SEE HOW LONG YOU HAVE LEFT TO LIVE? KNOWING WHAT DAY YOU WILL DIE CAN BE MISLEADING. WHAT IF IT IS STOLEN FROM YOU WHILE YOU STILL LIVE? YOU MUST FIND A WAY TO INSURE IT IS SAFE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, REGARDLESS OF YOUR DYING DAY.
"If I don't have it, he will surely find and kill me, and the protection spells over it will be gone. I have seven years left, or my mother and sister will be killed. I have already made progress in gaining power to defeat the god, and if you help me, we will surely kill him. What do you say?"
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*alright ima go* Josh says, “I’ve gotta take a little bit of a break from this conversation. Let’s pick it up another time.”
And without another word, he falls through the floor, leaving horrible whispers in his wake.
*Aww, bye then!*
"Well, there he goes. So Death, how much time do I have left?"
HMMM, LET ME SEE. He pulls a fancifully decorated hourglass and holds it up to see how much sand it has left. It is held at an angle that you cannot clearly see its contents. INTERESTING. He places it back inside his robes, I AM SORRY, BUT FOR YOUR OWN SAKE, I PREFER TO KEEP THAT A SECRET.
"I'm sorry, but I must know. There is much at stake."
Death studies him for quite a while before saying, HOW DO YOU HAVE MORE AT STAKE THEN THE ANY OTHER MORTAL?
"This staff I hold is the most powerful item in existence. If the god I'm hiding from gets it, he shall destroy all the universe."
REALLY? THAT IS A DILEMMA. He pauses and strokes his bony chin in thought. HOW DID YOU COME TO POSSESS SUCH A POWERFUL ITEM?
"It was made by several gods, and handed down through my ancestry. Only those in my line can fully grasp its power, and we get that ability from the god I am attempting to hide from."
INTERESTING. BUT WHY DO YOU NEED TO SEE HOW LONG YOU HAVE LEFT TO LIVE? KNOWING WHAT DAY YOU WILL DIE CAN BE MISLEADING. WHAT IF IT IS STOLEN FROM YOU WHILE YOU STILL LIVE? YOU MUST FIND A WAY TO INSURE IT IS SAFE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, REGARDLESS OF YOUR DYING DAY.
"If I don't have it, he will surely find and kill me, and the protection spells over it will be gone. I have seven years left, or my mother and sister will be killed. I have already made progress in gaining power to defeat the god, and if you help me, we will surely kill him. What do you say?"
HMM, IF EVERYONE DIED, THAT WOULD CREATE A LOT OF WORK FOR ME. He considers this, I WOULD BE WILLING TO HELP YOU, BUT I WILL NOT STRIKE AT A GOD, AT LEAST NOT DIRECTLY. I CAN EMPOWER YOU, GRANTING YOU A PORTION OF THE STRENGTH OF THE GRAVE. YOU COULD BECOME MY AVATAR. MY....APPRENTICE, His permanent grin seems to widen.
OR, YOU COULD HAND OVER THE STAFF TO MY CARE. NO GOD WOULD DARE TO ATTACK ME, I HOLD THE POWER TO FINISH THEM.
BUT THE STAFF IS YOUR'S YOU COULD RISK IT AND KEEP IT IN YOUR FINITE CARE IF YOU WISH.
“Yep!”
*lets roll intelligence checks*
20
19
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*Wait, checks, or saving throws?*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
Alexandria wins with not much effort.
”I Win. Did you enjoy playing?”
*checks*
*You have an intelligence of 24?*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
INTERESTING. BUT WHY DO YOU NEED TO SEE HOW LONG YOU HAVE LEFT TO LIVE? KNOWING WHAT DAY YOU WILL DIE CAN BE MISLEADING. WHAT IF IT IS STOLEN FROM YOU WHILE YOU STILL LIVE? YOU MUST FIND A WAY TO INSURE IT IS SAFE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, REGARDLESS OF YOUR DYING DAY.
"Yes, very much so! Can we play again?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*??? Alexandria has an intelligence of 13, but a plus 6 proficiency with dragonchess sets*
“Sure!” She sets up the pieces and they start.
21
"If I don't have it, he will surely find and kill me, and the protection spells over it will be gone. I have seven years left, or my mother and sister will be killed. I have already made progress in gaining power to defeat the god, and if you help me, we will surely kill him. What do you say?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*Ah, I see, I forgot you could have proficiency with things like that.*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*Oh, dear... I'm not going to fare well here, am I?*
4
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*yep, noble background*
*What the? It says I rolled an eighteen, but it says I rolled a five plus nine for fourteen even though I have +0 for it...*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*probably not. I just rolled a 14 without my bonuses*
She still beats them, but it seems to have made her think a bit more about it.
”I win again. Close game though.”
*wha? Thats weird*
*gtg*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*bai*
HMM, IF EVERYONE DIED, THAT WOULD CREATE A LOT OF WORK FOR ME. He considers this, I WOULD BE WILLING TO HELP YOU, BUT I WILL NOT STRIKE AT A GOD, AT LEAST NOT DIRECTLY. I CAN EMPOWER YOU, GRANTING YOU A PORTION OF THE STRENGTH OF THE GRAVE. YOU COULD BECOME MY AVATAR. MY....APPRENTICE, His permanent grin seems to widen.
OR, YOU COULD HAND OVER THE STAFF TO MY CARE. NO GOD WOULD DARE TO ATTACK ME, I HOLD THE POWER TO FINISH THEM.
BUT THE STAFF IS YOUR'S YOU COULD RISK IT AND KEEP IT IN YOUR FINITE CARE IF YOU WISH.