In the streets of Emlocke...Luke, having sort of gotten the message, asks if the gods would care for an altar built for them!
The only response he gets is George Jenkins' sign, which had landed on the ground, shifting toward him due to the wind. Oh well. He attempts to attach the femur somewhere on his body.
[Attachment roll: 3]
Hm, it doesn't really fit inside any of the existing holes in his stumps. Or in the knotted-up remains of his legs.
Outside the town hall...This is it. This is the one they'll remember
Darren for. It's time to play.
He begins to whistle as the instrument-less man waves his arms.
[Band Guy 5 magic roll: 1]
Suddenly, everything becomes entirely silent! No sound at all anywhere. One of the band members tries to blow his horn, but only silence is produced. Everybody looks at the guy in frustration.
The guy shrugs confusedly and tries again.
[Band Guy 5 magic roll: 5-1]
After a few gestures, sound returns once more to the area!
"Right, let's take that from the top, shall we?"[Band Guy 5 magic roll: 6]
This time, it seems to work! All the sounds of the area seem to become... amplified, somehow. More pure.
The band leader starts to speak, and his voice seems incredibly melodious all of a sudden.
"Let's make some magic, people!"Finally, they start playing! These guys are pretty good, to tell the truth.
[Darren Spooky Howling roll: 5+
1]
[Band music roll: 1+
1]
They begin a song. A rather ordinary song, but he supposes this is just a warm up. Well, he's determined to do his best!
As soon as the time is right, Darren breaks out into a whistle solo like very few in this town have seen before, alternating pitches and even managing some fairly complex riffs with nothing but his ghostly lips! As he completely steals the show, he hears glass breaking throughout the area, as well as horrible screaming from inside the town hall!
They love him! They really, really love him!
"Great work, man!"[Town Hall People endurance roll: 3]
There is the unmistakable sound of something splattering within the town hall as Darren reaches a particular high note in his performance! The screaming from before continues well into the bridge of the song, though it eventually quiets down somewhat. At the end of the song, Darren bows politely. The rest of the band applauds for him.
"Absolutely brilliant work there, friend! You are as hired as a band member possibly can be!"Will the great news never cease?
In the woods...Tom, intrigued by pale strangers wandering alone in the woods in any circumstances, chooses to further investigate this person!
As he half-handwalks, half-rolls to the fellow, he becomes acutely aware of tuneless singing emanating from him.
"Nobody knooooows how dryyyyy I aaaam!
Nobody caaaaares how dryyyyy I aaaamm!
Hooow dryyyyy I aaaammm!"What an oddball. Who wanders through the forest and sings like that? It is simply not natural!
[Fellow perception roll: ?]
Suddenly, the stranger stops and turns toward Tom!
"You there! What 'chu want? You lookin' for trouble?"[Fellow idea roll: 1]
He stares at Tom, then his foggy, distant gaze suddenly becomes lucid, though this lasts for but a few seconds.
"HEY, you're a skeleton! Yup, you are! You ain't got any blood!"He rips off a large branch off a nearby tree.
"You ain't no good to me! Nope, not in any way!"The man then rapidly starts to stumble toward Tom!
In a chamber of bones...Yorinnsud fetches
Mark so that they both can begin some really fun work! Yorinnsud looks for some bones while Mark searches for traps!
[Mark trap-check roll: ?]
He finds absolutely no traps, but he gets the sneaking suspicion that they are around here somewhere. Right in the places he didn't bother looking in. Oh well. Not really his loss. Time to look for medical equipment!
[Search roll: 3]
There isn't any that he can see in this room. And there are no medical tables either. This temple doesn't seem like it would be the place to find this sort of thing. Sacrificial implements, yes, healing tools, no.
In the courtyard of Castle Wossname...Timothy looks for a schmuck to randomly abuse for fun and profit!
[Search roll: 3]
Unfortunately, there aren't any around! Even the tailor's disappeared somewhere. How awful. Looks like he won't be able to randomly abuse a bystander just off the street, sadly.
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Topic: Life Begins At Death - Epilogue: We Live And Live Again (Read 542595 times)