Username: LavenderAmethyst
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
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TOPIC | [TC] Cursed Dice Dungeon Crawl - [Ended]
Username: Xolrit
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Username: Xolrit
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Username: Stanzascale
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: A
Roleplay:
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Kellmite searched his belongings for suitably tiny spoon which might be used to apply jam to the door or his tongue. Eada was focussed on the door, wondering what might be behind so many closed doors. After some shifting and rumbling, the two looked around and realised that the squelchy substance covering the floor had swallowed the jams, jars and all. Including the enchanted remains, Eada was concerned to notice.
As the silver Skydancer contemplated how best to avoid being consumed themselves, Kellmite pointed to the door.
“Look!” After the slime-creature had shifted, the door had swung open. As they moved on, Kellmite called out a “thank you!” to the room as they left.
“Please don't get in the habit of carrying around pickled bones with you.” Eada told him.
The siblings then found their third door. The most impressive construction yet. Kellmite sat to one side, his gaze wandering, and Eada decided to take charge of puzzle-solving for the latest door.
“Do you think Mossrind is somewhere in here?” Kellmite asked as Eada studied the papers. She paused and then put them to one side to go to her brother.
“Kell, I don't know how we could know either way.” 'Mossrind' was one of the thaumaturges who had disappeared in the accident that had scattered their clan. He enjoyed collecting ticking, mechanical things and sometimes made small and intriguing contraptions that served no obvious purpose.
“We can still look.”
“Who knows how big this place is, and you know the stories about what happens to those who fail to find their way home from strange parts before the festival ends.” Kellmite shivered, but didn't back down. Eada thought on it further.
“Perhaps, if we find the master of this place, then they will know.” Kellmite's countenance brightened gently with hope.
Once Eada was confident she knew what was needed, she used the amethyst to fetch some gears. They were lucky that they still had some scavenged parts left over that had yet to be traded or sold.
Username: Stanzascale
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: A
Roleplay:
Kellmite searched his belongings for suitably tiny spoon which might be used to apply jam to the door or his tongue. Eada was focussed on the door, wondering what might be behind so many closed doors. After some shifting and rumbling, the two looked around and realised that the squelchy substance covering the floor had swallowed the jams, jars and all. Including the enchanted remains, Eada was concerned to notice.
As the silver Skydancer contemplated how best to avoid being consumed themselves, Kellmite pointed to the door.
“Look!” After the slime-creature had shifted, the door had swung open. As they moved on, Kellmite called out a “thank you!” to the room as they left.
“Please don't get in the habit of carrying around pickled bones with you.” Eada told him.
The siblings then found their third door. The most impressive construction yet. Kellmite sat to one side, his gaze wandering, and Eada decided to take charge of puzzle-solving for the latest door.
“Do you think Mossrind is somewhere in here?” Kellmite asked as Eada studied the papers. She paused and then put them to one side to go to her brother.
“Kell, I don't know how we could know either way.” 'Mossrind' was one of the thaumaturges who had disappeared in the accident that had scattered their clan. He enjoyed collecting ticking, mechanical things and sometimes made small and intriguing contraptions that served no obvious purpose.
“We can still look.”
“Who knows how big this place is, and you know the stories about what happens to those who fail to find their way home from strange parts before the festival ends.” Kellmite shivered, but didn't back down. Eada thought on it further.
“Perhaps, if we find the master of this place, then they will know.” Kellmite's countenance brightened gently with hope.
Once Eada was confident she knew what was needed, she used the amethyst to fetch some gears. They were lucky that they still had some scavenged parts left over that had yet to be traded or sold.
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: A
Roleplay:
Kellmite searched his belongings for suitably tiny spoon which might be used to apply jam to the door or his tongue. Eada was focussed on the door, wondering what might be behind so many closed doors. After some shifting and rumbling, the two looked around and realised that the squelchy substance covering the floor had swallowed the jams, jars and all. Including the enchanted remains, Eada was concerned to notice.
As the silver Skydancer contemplated how best to avoid being consumed themselves, Kellmite pointed to the door.
“Look!” After the slime-creature had shifted, the door had swung open. As they moved on, Kellmite called out a “thank you!” to the room as they left.
“Please don't get in the habit of carrying around pickled bones with you.” Eada told him.
The siblings then found their third door. The most impressive construction yet. Kellmite sat to one side, his gaze wandering, and Eada decided to take charge of puzzle-solving for the latest door.
“Do you think Mossrind is somewhere in here?” Kellmite asked as Eada studied the papers. She paused and then put them to one side to go to her brother.
“Kell, I don't know how we could know either way.” 'Mossrind' was one of the thaumaturges who had disappeared in the accident that had scattered their clan. He enjoyed collecting ticking, mechanical things and sometimes made small and intriguing contraptions that served no obvious purpose.
“We can still look.”
“Who knows how big this place is, and you know the stories about what happens to those who fail to find their way home from strange parts before the festival ends.” Kellmite shivered, but didn't back down. Eada thought on it further.
“Perhaps, if we find the master of this place, then they will know.” Kellmite's countenance brightened gently with hope.
Once Eada was confident she knew what was needed, she used the amethyst to fetch some gears. They were lucky that they still had some scavenged parts left over that had yet to be traded or sold.
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Username: Leucoss
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: B
Roleplay:
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Linden takes a long time looking at the door, trying to see if it's going to behave as a door or push him into another bubble. Nothing catches his eyes but that's not really reassuring after last door.
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There's no reason to believe that is just a pretty cat...
Still, Linden has no idea what to do. The cat doesn't look like it wants to be bothered, but maybe if he can make the cat chase his tail away from the shiny object, just to check to see if it's an amethyst.
Username: Leucoss
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: B
Roleplay:
Linden takes a long time looking at the door, trying to see if it's going to behave as a door or push him into another bubble. Nothing catches his eyes but that's not really reassuring after last door.
...
There's no reason to believe that is just a pretty cat...
Still, Linden has no idea what to do. The cat doesn't look like it wants to be bothered, but maybe if he can make the cat chase his tail away from the shiny object, just to check to see if it's an amethyst.
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: B
Roleplay:
Linden takes a long time looking at the door, trying to see if it's going to behave as a door or push him into another bubble. Nothing catches his eyes but that's not really reassuring after last door.
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There's no reason to believe that is just a pretty cat...
Still, Linden has no idea what to do. The cat doesn't look like it wants to be bothered, but maybe if he can make the cat chase his tail away from the shiny object, just to check to see if it's an amethyst.
Username: GuardianDragonak
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Roleplay:
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Feeling as through the shiny item might be the key, but not wanting to take it from the cat, Lune slowly walked over to the feline.
Reaching out with one of her talons, she began to gently stroke it's fur. "Hey there..." She began softly. "Would you mind letting me see the item you have under your paws?"
Username: GuardianDragonak
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Roleplay:
Feeling as through the shiny item might be the key, but not wanting to take it from the cat, Lune slowly walked over to the feline.
Reaching out with one of her talons, she began to gently stroke it's fur. "Hey there..." She began softly. "Would you mind letting me see the item you have under your paws?"
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: a
Roleplay:
Reaching out with one of her talons, she began to gently stroke it's fur. "Hey there..." She began softly. "Would you mind letting me see the item you have under your paws?"
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[b]Username:[/b] Korpinsiipi
[b]Day of the week:[/b] Wednesday
[b]Choice:[/b] A
[b]Roleplay:[/b]
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[size=3]The floor just ate her lunch. That... wasn't creepy at all.
Teensy, for sure, was now looking at the floor with a weary eye. She'd not seen what had eaten the floor, and from the look on her familiar's face, she certainly did not want to find out.[/columns]
Moving her attention to the grand door with the gears, Soyonzur tilts her head in thought. She is an Arcane dragon by birth, but she has spent enough time by now at the Shifting Expanses where her clan has made its home to understand [i]something[/i] of basic mechanics. Besides, puzzles have always intrigued her, and the the slowly turning gears are mesmerizing.
Taking a look at the papers, her studious mind kicks in and she sets on replacing some of the gears on the door.
Username: Korpinsiipi
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: A
Roleplay:
Moving her attention to the grand door with the gears, Soyonzur tilts her head in thought. She is an Arcane dragon by birth, but she has spent enough time by now at the Shifting Expanses where her clan has made its home to understand something of basic mechanics. Besides, puzzles have always intrigued her, and the the slowly turning gears are mesmerizing.
Taking a look at the papers, her studious mind kicks in and she sets on replacing some of the gears on the door.
Day of the week: Wednesday
Choice: A
Roleplay:
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 The floor just ate her lunch. That... wasn't creepy at all. Teensy, for sure, was now looking at the floor with a weary eye. She'd not seen what had eaten the floor, and from the look on her familiar's face, she certainly did not want to find out. |
Moving her attention to the grand door with the gears, Soyonzur tilts her head in thought. She is an Arcane dragon by birth, but she has spent enough time by now at the Shifting Expanses where her clan has made its home to understand something of basic mechanics. Besides, puzzles have always intrigued her, and the the slowly turning gears are mesmerizing.
Taking a look at the papers, her studious mind kicks in and she sets on replacing some of the gears on the door.
