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[GreatWyrmGold]

...That was worse than all but one of the things I thought would happen.

Ask Bob if he wants to join the alliance. Tell him about our magical knowledge we could share.

[satan]

Well, it looks like Susan is safe from the bear or any other physical threat for now... that was lucky. Susan waits for her mana to regenerate and examines the glowing marks on the dome while shoving arena sand down her robe. She licks the marks.

[Harry Baldman]

"'Magical knowledge', eh? Quite kinky, if I may say so myself. I'd be absolutely thrilled to join your 'alliance'!"

He leans in toward Phil and whispers softly.

"Is it going to be a, how shall I put it, 'one-on-one' arrangement or are we going... exotic here? Both are fine, you know, but it's good to ask in advance, so there's no hard feelings later."

Confirm willingness to join alliance.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Um, that was...poorly though-out...not thought-out at all, actually..."

[Harry Baldman]

"Do you wish to reconsider, then? You'd make me a very happy man if you didn't, just so you know. We could share so much 'magical knowledge'!"

[IronyOwl]

((Mages' Knowledge and Orgy Club is go. ))


"Right, so, just gotta figure out the right word...

Name's Grin, by the way."

Check out Tamara.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Hey, cool, almost everyone's in alliances!
...Crap, that means I won't be able to boost my Potency!
Oh well.

[Tsuchigumo550]

"M-mine is Tamara. It's good to... meet you, though I wish it were... other circumstances..."
Blushing slightly, Tamara looked over Grin's leg once more.
"I... wish you'd let me at... least try to get the bones back in order... but I think I have, a, uh... better idea. Wish me luck, uh... please?"
Flip through the pages of the book, embarrased by the turn of events.
"Ah... there it is..."

Spoiler: flashback (click to show/hide)

Furiously scrawl "Quielshar No-noheim Uristrat Hobitaeod" into book.

Crawl over a bit to reach a flat area of ground, then softly pat the ground. Running my finger over the ground, speak
Quielshar Uristrat No-noheim Hobitaeod
then speak words of encouragement to the ground before crawling back to Grin.

[Wwolin]

"So it only makes one card, even though I was holding several... There has to be a way around this. But still, if I can enchant cards, I can enchant my allies. Or my enemies... Imagine their surprise when I turn them into glass and shatter them. But still, I've got paper money right here. Crude, elementally charged paper money, but it's still valuable."

Store the uncharged cards in my book like bookmarks, and place the charged one in my waistband. Lounge around.

[IronyOwl]

"...yeah, good luck. You'll probably need it, whatever you're up to."

[Toaster]

"Scary beary.  Very."

Do some magical stuffage.

[Harry Baldman]

Hey, cool, almost everyone's in alliances!
...Crap, that means I won't be able to boost my Potency!
Oh well.

((Sure you can! Just kill them off all together. A simple plan, no?))

[Onyxjew944]

"Normly, I'm no friend o' warlords, rapists, or mindless slaugh-Ach, gods. I can't keep a straight face through tha' one. Time ta' get brutally drunk, burn things, and prob'ly regret it. Maybe in tha' order."

Actions. Words. Laughter.

[satan]

hmm, I wonder how I'll make a hole for air in this dome?

[piecewise]

...That was worse than all but one of the things I thought would happen.

Ask Bob if he wants to join the alliance. Tell him about our magical knowledge we could share.

"'Magical knowledge', eh? Quite kinky, if I may say so myself. I'd be absolutely thrilled to join your 'alliance'!"

He leans in toward Phil and whispers softly.

"Is it going to be a, how shall I put it, 'one-on-one' arrangement or are we going... exotic here? Both are fine, you know, but it's good to ask in advance, so there's no hard feelings later."

Confirm willingness to join alliance.

You both stand around and flirt for a while, discussing such things as your willingness to join with each other, if you know what I mean.

Well, it looks like Susan is safe from the bear or any other physical threat for now... that was lucky. Susan waits for her mana to regenerate and examines the glowing marks on the dome while shoving arena sand down her robe. She licks the marks.

[end:5-1]
Your tongue turns to stone. This is very unhelpful.

((Mages' Knowledge and Orgy Club is go. ))


"Right, so, just gotta figure out the right word...

Name's Grin, by the way."

Check out Tamara.

You think you'd like to ask her to join your Bible Black club, if you know what you mean.

Wait, what do you mean? Who said that?

"M-mine is Tamara. It's good to... meet you, though I wish it were... other circumstances..."
Blushing slightly, Tamara looked over Grin's leg once more.
"I... wish you'd let me at... least try to get the bones back in order... but I think I have, a, uh... better idea. Wish me luck, uh... please?"
Flip through the pages of the book, embarrased by the turn of events.
"Ah... there it is..."

Spoiler: flashback (click to show/hide)

Furiously scrawl "Quielshar No-noheim Uristrat Hobitaeod" into book.

Crawl over a bit to reach a flat area of ground, then softly pat the ground. Running my finger over the ground, speak
Quielshar Uristrat No-noheim Hobitaeod
then speak words of encouragement to the ground before crawling back to Grin.

You crawl a few stairs up and say your words.

[pot:2]
Nothing seems to happen.

"So it only makes one card, even though I was holding several... There has to be a way around this. But still, if I can enchant cards, I can enchant my allies. Or my enemies... Imagine their surprise when I turn them into glass and shatter them. But still, I've got paper money right here. Crude, elementally charged paper money, but it's still valuable."

Store the uncharged cards in my book like bookmarks, and place the charged one in my waistband. Lounge around.

You stuff the paper into your book and your Magic Card into your waist band.

"Scary beary.  Very."

Do some magical stuffage.

[thrakor dex:2+2]
[hydrus dex:5]

Hydrus, seeing Thrakor pointing at him, folds his wings around him like a shield and starts running for cover.

[thrakor pot:5+1]
[thrakor dex:3+2]
A cascade of hissing electrical energy rips out of Thrakor's finger and slams directly into Hydrus' wings. The energy discharges harmlessly but the strike was powerful enough that the rubber is beginning to melt sheerly from the ambient heat.


Hydrus makes it to the east stairs and hunkers down inside the stairwell, out of sight.

"Normly, I'm no friend o' warlords, rapists, or mindless slaugh-Ach, gods. I can't keep a straight face through tha' one. Time ta' get brutally drunk, burn things, and prob'ly regret it. Maybe in tha' order."

Actions. Words. Laughter.

[pot: 4+2]

A beam made of dozens of pairs of legs, all made of magma, sprays out straight across the level and into a wall. The legs strike the wall and slide down, forming a very odd pile of quickly hardening, obsidian limbs.












Tamara Volk:Tsuchigumo550: Pool:1/4 (broken bone bow. Slightl glowing fungus kneepads.)[first floor, north stairs]

Phil(2):Greatwyrmgold: pool:2/2 [obsidian left arm, hand blown up.][third floor,Central platform]

Grin:Ironyowl: Pool: 3/5 (Left leg broken)[First floor, north stairs.]

Possibly(9):Onyxjew: Pool:1/5 (some cloth,flesh staff. right arm marked. Right hand marked. Fire claws.Crystal wings.) [fifth floor, southeast area, atop pillar]

Susan(2): satan: Pool:2/4 [fourth floor, south stairs area.]

Thrakor(10):Toaster: Pool:2/3 (Bone deep gash in left upper arm. Bandaged but Left arm useless.Right hand made of electricity. Crystal-lightning staff. Torso marked.)[Fifth floor, south east area]

Hydrus (3):Wwolin: Pool:2/3  [fouth floor, east stairs.]

Bob: Pool:2/2 [Third floor, center platform.]