11-09-2017, 08:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-09-2017, 08:39 PM by DM Surranó.)
OOC1 - Close enough, but no sugar... punk.
OOC2 - Orb? What orb?
OOC3 - not waiting for further posts but you may still act retroactively unless it disrupts the flow of events...
Lacking any opposition the man finishes the incantation with a single but powerful world,
"Hikari."
The tiny bead of light in his palm begins to grow until it reaches the size of a pineapple. The slightly pulsating light emits a placid humming noise and slowly rises to the air, stopping just between Giant and himself, illuminating an are that encompasses the half-orc, the duergar, and the stranger.
OOC - with a 30' radius it's an equivalent of a hooded lantern in brightness and has the flickering pulsation like open flame.
Now the party (even those standing further away in the darkness) can have a better picture of the figure in question. He (well, based on the gravelly voice the stranger must be masculine) wears sand-coloured clothes, plain pants, a robe, and a cloak. The cloak is fastened by brooch inlaid with a lens-shaped red stone (possibly ruby), about three inches diameter and a thick brown lace loop. His thick bluish hair protrudes from under his hood and the little surface that his mask allows to be seen suggests some kind of dry skin-- or is it skin at all?
(OOC - everyone may make an attempt to spot (DC 15 Spot check) and identify (DC15 Knowledge (dungeoneering; engineering; planes) or simply Int check). Dwarves and doodids can try untrained and dwarves add +2 to this check )
Both of his hands are wrapped in some dirty rags one could call bandage, and he holds a slender longsword (maybe even a bastard sword) in his right, pointing towards the floor. It has a menacing looking yellow hilt and a red stone (ruby?) pommel.
The guy says something again but only one of the many is able to decipher the words. (OOC - Toot? Boo? Whoever wears the helmet now)
Shanna walks forward to the edge of the light, beckoning the others to tag along so that everyone is illuminated.
"Fascinating," she says, "Casting a light spell on nothingness! And his sword emitted a deep red light just a minute ago. I mean the blade not the pommel."
Lugar stashes his pick and draws an undersized crossbow.
"One bad move and you are spiked," he growls.
The stranger narrows his eyes upon the sight of a second ranged weapon but doesn't react anything else.
OOC2 - Orb? What orb?
OOC3 - not waiting for further posts but you may still act retroactively unless it disrupts the flow of events...
Lacking any opposition the man finishes the incantation with a single but powerful world,
"Hikari."
The tiny bead of light in his palm begins to grow until it reaches the size of a pineapple. The slightly pulsating light emits a placid humming noise and slowly rises to the air, stopping just between Giant and himself, illuminating an are that encompasses the half-orc, the duergar, and the stranger.
OOC - with a 30' radius it's an equivalent of a hooded lantern in brightness and has the flickering pulsation like open flame.
Now the party (even those standing further away in the darkness) can have a better picture of the figure in question. He (well, based on the gravelly voice the stranger must be masculine) wears sand-coloured clothes, plain pants, a robe, and a cloak. The cloak is fastened by brooch inlaid with a lens-shaped red stone (possibly ruby), about three inches diameter and a thick brown lace loop. His thick bluish hair protrudes from under his hood and the little surface that his mask allows to be seen suggests some kind of dry skin-- or is it skin at all?
(OOC - everyone may make an attempt to spot (DC 15 Spot check) and identify (DC15 Knowledge (dungeoneering; engineering; planes) or simply Int check). Dwarves and doodids can try untrained and dwarves add +2 to this check )
Both of his hands are wrapped in some dirty rags one could call bandage, and he holds a slender longsword (maybe even a bastard sword) in his right, pointing towards the floor. It has a menacing looking yellow hilt and a red stone (ruby?) pommel.
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The guy says something again but only one of the many is able to decipher the words. (OOC - Toot? Boo? Whoever wears the helmet now)
Shanna walks forward to the edge of the light, beckoning the others to tag along so that everyone is illuminated.
"Fascinating," she says, "Casting a light spell on nothingness! And his sword emitted a deep red light just a minute ago. I mean the blade not the pommel."
Lugar stashes his pick and draws an undersized crossbow.
"One bad move and you are spiked," he growls.
The stranger narrows his eyes upon the sight of a second ranged weapon but doesn't react anything else.
