Mists over the Musarde, Chapter Four
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"I don't know if he used the firearms he picked up from Buckmans body, but it would make sense to me . Since what you told me of the encounter in the brothel leads me to believe he is good with pistols . And if these folks have never experienced firearms used against them they would certainly think it was some kind of magic ." With that he makes sure his own weapons (pistols/short swords etc. and spell components) ready to go if they meet up with Van Diecks .
"Evil only endures when good people remain silent ."
Tony inspired by Thomas Jefferson .
Tony inspired by Thomas Jefferson .
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Jogging down the shady trail behind the huntsmen and hounds, your party passes through a thick, tangled patch of woods. The trail becomes less distinct to vision, though the dogs don't seem to have any trouble catching the scent. The hounds race along ahead of you all, barking and growling. The houndsman has to race to keep up with them.
Just now, as the search party enters another small clearing, the hounds suddenly jerk to a halt at the near edge of the open ground. The two animals circle nervously, ears back and crouching low. Both emit low, whiney growls.
The hunters cautiously move into the periphery of the clearing, looking about for clues. One of the men turns back towards your group and whispers [in his local tongue, of course]:
''Something bad....the hounds...I've never seen them like this before...''
Just now, as the search party enters another small clearing, the hounds suddenly jerk to a halt at the near edge of the open ground. The two animals circle nervously, ears back and crouching low. Both emit low, whiney growls.
The hunters cautiously move into the periphery of the clearing, looking about for clues. One of the men turns back towards your group and whispers [in his local tongue, of course]:
''Something bad....the hounds...I've never seen them like this before...''
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
Norzak walks up to one of the men. "Why is we stoppin? Them dogs look afraid o somethin, if'n ye ask me." Norzak's hand moves close to the hilt of his short sword as he looks around. He orders his shadow to keep an eye open as well, but not to detatch itself. Stay where ye is but have a look an a lissen to tha area. I think mebbe our pal Van Dieks is close by.
The dwarf whispers to the rest of his party, looking at Jon "I think mebbe our ole pal Van Dieks is about. Dogs wouldn't be actin no ascared of some woodsland animal."
The dwarf whispers to the rest of his party, looking at Jon "I think mebbe our ole pal Van Dieks is about. Dogs wouldn't be actin no ascared of some woodsland animal."
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Dorgio nods at Norzak, then narrows his eyes and lowers his spear. He passes his free hand in front of his field of vision and mutters a prayer of revealing, searching for any signs of Van Diecks' inhuman aura.
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
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Dorgio detects the expected flickers of magic coming from his friends' enchanted gear [Jon's silver knife, Alains boots and mug,etc].
As he continues to scan the area, he notices a strong aura of magic from a certain part of the clearing, in the shadow of a great spreading elm tree. Looking more closely, he notes a dozen or so fist sized whitish stones set into the earth in a ten foot diameter circle. The grass growing about the stones is high enough that he didn't immediately notice the circle. Getting closer, he can see that flecks of something red on each of the rocks in the circle.
As he continues to scan the area, he notices a strong aura of magic from a certain part of the clearing, in the shadow of a great spreading elm tree. Looking more closely, he notes a dozen or so fist sized whitish stones set into the earth in a ten foot diameter circle. The grass growing about the stones is high enough that he didn't immediately notice the circle. Getting closer, he can see that flecks of something red on each of the rocks in the circle.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
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There are exactly thirteen fist sized milk-white stones. Each one is smooth and rounded like a cobble taken from a riverbed. These stones are evenly spaced, making a circle on the ground that's ten feet in diameter. Each and every stone of the circle has a light sprinkling across the top of what appears to be fresh blood [ it's still wet to the touch]. The grass growing in and around the stone circle in beaten down in spots, in a manner that suggests trampling by feet.Adam wrote:Following close behind, Bennnedict kneels to more closely examine the white stones and the circle.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
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Norzak approaches the stones as well to look at them closely. He orders his shadow Keep an eye an ear out fer trouble.
In a low voice to the others "Mebbe blood on each stone in this circle is part o some kinna ritual, fellers. What ye be thinkin?"
The dwarf casts Detect Magic and looks at the stones.
In a low voice to the others "Mebbe blood on each stone in this circle is part o some kinna ritual, fellers. What ye be thinkin?"
The dwarf casts Detect Magic and looks at the stones.
