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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/5/2018 2:35:29 AM
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[spoiler]Capitalization my boy! Make those sentences proper and add some meat to them![/spoiler]
[b]He led you down the hallway, which was decorated with various insets into the walls.[/b]
[i]"This one is the Blood Ritual Carving."[/i]
[b]He said, gesturing to a crudely carved stump of wood with channels running along it.[/b]
[i]"The Cultists would spill their victims blood onto it, where it would flow through the channels. The pattern it makes when blood is run through it is said to please Demons, and was used to commune with demons to barter for power."[/i]
[b]From the dark magic streaming off if it, you wouldn't doubt it actually did that.[/b]
[b]As you walked, he kept mentioning to various artifacts in the insets, explaining histories or their abilities. A shocking number were real, but many were fake, possessing no evident magical power.
Eventually you came to a red wood door, carved to look like writhing flames climbing towards a gnarled and horrific face.
The man, who you now knew as Necrodan from the name tag on his desk, motioned for you to stop.[/b]
[i]"Now, we must ask the dark spirit of the room to grant you safe rest within."[/i]
[b]He approached the door and pulled out a spherical gemstone from his jacket, placing it in the gaping mouth of the face.[/b]
[i]"Oh mighty Drecak, we implore you to grant this man safe rest within this room. We offer you this gemstone, infused with the souls of lost as sacrifice for this request."[/i]
[b]As he speaks, the gemstone is illuminated, then suddenly pulled into the door as the mouth snaps shut, and the door swings open eerily.
Of course, a magic user could easily tell there was no dark spirit in that room. In fact, it had LESS dark magic within it compared to the rest of the place.[/b]
[i]"The demon has accepted our sacrifice. You may now enter safely."[/i]
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“Tell me more about thus demons. What does he want. Now I trust my room is comfortable.” [b]walks into the room, looks up to see if something will attack from the ceiling. Then walks into the room. Pulls out my spellbook and starts reading. When the guy stops answering my questions and leaves I put up traps for ghost and spirits, I also cast a speak with dead spell, and finally I cast a minor beckon spell to lure a spirit in here(it would be stuck in the trap and then answer my questions [/b] [spoiler]man I wish I had a golden dove here [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]First off, Periods. Those exist. Secondly, I've got some juicy Lore here, you sure you wanna skip it?[/spoiler] [b]No spirits came, unfortunately. But you could hear them. Demons trapped in the artifacts outside, lost souls bound in chains hidden within gemstones, the whispers of the objects with Thralls. But above all was screaming. Terrible, terrible screaming from the center of the motel.[/b]
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[b]i walk carefully to the place where the scream comes from, but also investigating everything around CAREFULLY, and with lots of magical engagements on myself [/b]
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[b]Many of the objects were very powerful indeed. Many soul spells that trapped unlucky victims, some bargaining tools. A lot of the books were real spellbooks, full of dark magic incantations. At the center of the hotel was a large gallery, with four huge stone demon statues and many smaller curios arrayed on display like a museum. In the center, with light shining down upon it from a skylight, was a large ornate spear, stuck into a boulder. The handle was of white wood, with gilded metal reinforcement. You couldn't see the head very well, but it seemed to be made of a thin sheet of silver colored metal with intricate holes and patterns on it. As a magic user, this thing blasted you with the holy power it was giving off. This spear was single handedly binding every single necromatic item here to it's container, whilst also forcing that energy out and away from the container, like a fan blowing smoke away from a fire. The result of every item here being in a dormant or locked state. But those screams. They came from the statues, howling and piercing. These were real, powerful demons bound into statues by this spear.[/b]
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[b]first I look at the spear [/b] “I’m not evil, you know I’m just trying to help people against this necromantic cult. I don’t use dark magic just arcane magic, I no is there anyway I might be able to use to help me that you know” [b]after talking to the spear I look around making sure no one is listening. While waiting for a response I investigate the statue [/b]
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[b]The spear makes no response. It seems to just be a channel of divine energy, some sort of lock on all the items. The statues are all grotesque representations of huge demons, shying away from the light of the spear. You can feel the demons within screaming in pain from it, and don't seem to notice you.[/b]
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[b]i talk to the demon Statues[/b] “What have we got here, demons. Can you tell me anything about this place because I can here your screams and you got to know more than I do”
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[b]They all scream at you louder when you try to converse, except one. The statue depicts it as a frail creature with wings and long claws, hunkered behind the wings for protection, which talks in between howls of pain.[/b] [i]"I AM....REAAAA.... TRAPPED BY TH- AARIIII, SPEAR. BREAK IT FOR- OUGGHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOO, BREAK IT. SET ME FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE."[/i]
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“Oh no. Not yet. That is the only thing holding you in place, this whole place is being protected by the spear. Tell me what is this place. What did you do to get In this situation in the first place.”
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[i]"YOU MAKE MANYYYYYYYYY DEMANDS OF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. YOU HAVE OFFERED NOTHING FOR THIS KNOWLEDGE."[/i]
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“I can give you freedom.... not saying I will”
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[i]"THIS IS AN EMPTYYYYYYY PROMISE. IT ISSSSS NOT EVEN A PROMISE. I WILL TELL NAUGHT UNTIL PAYMENT IS PRESENTED."[/i] [b]With that the statue cut communicating, going back to screaming, even at further prodding[/b]
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“Well then to bad for you” [b]i start investigating the place. Looking for anything very suspicious [/b]
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[b]Everything was suspicious, but even the magical items weren't too special. It seemed that the magical items were placed randomly, some with even contradictory descriptions from what their magic signature actually said. [/b]
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[b]i cast a stronger version of the spell mage eye, creating a glowing blue orb about the size of my fist, [/b] ”hello little buddy, I could talk to you all day because you are sometimes better than people, but I have a mission for you. investigate, look for anything suspicious, take notes of everything and at 10 o clock meet me at my room. Got it?Good” [b]the elf speaks to the orb for a little while, and then sets it in its way. Alone again the elf walks to the front desk of the hotel.[/b]
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[b]Behind the front desk sat a young woman, wearing those same white jacket robe thing. She smiled politely as you approached.[/b] [i]"Hello sir, how may I help you?"[/i]
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Edited by Warlock Holmes: 1/5/2018 3:25:07 PM“Yes I’m looking for some demon lord or some cult or something. Do you know anything about this?” [b]the elf asks the person behind the desk[/b]”it’s kind of important”
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[b]She smiles wide[/b] [i]"Oh, you must mean the Casiin Blood Cult, the ones who once used this location as a headquarters? I'd be glad to tell you about them, but as for demon lords there's just our four patron demons out in the lobby."[/i]
