conversations: human
conversations:  While going about your normal day, a bright light flashes before you, consuming you in light. Everything around you vanishes. You feel as though you've just been rushed away vial supernatural forces. Time and space seem to pass before you at amazing speeds. You're not sure where you're going, but you you're away of your movement. You see strange sights flash before your eyes almost like subliminal messages. Odd sights of weird creatures and strange lands. Then, everything goes black. You're standing in an empty space. You clothes and items all seem to have been replaced with new, strange gear. You are standing along side three other people. Darkness seems to be surrounding you four. A fifth figure steps forth from the darkness into range. He's dressed in a red robe, has long white hair, and a goatee. He speaks:
  
   "Greetings. I'm sure you're all confused so let me explain. I am the wizard named Dominus Markus. I go by DM for short. Now, for the past 200 years, my world has been plagued with war and hardship. The Gods of Lomarm have declared war on the Gods of Higarm. As a result, the world has entered eternal winter. The lands are all frozen and famine is a common sight.
  
  "Now, I'm sure you're all wondering what this has to do with you. Well, the sages that be have foreseen a vision of great adventurers putting an end to this war. Problem is, the prophecy states these heroes come from another realm far beyond our reach. So I took it upon myself to bring you here. But don't worry. Time functions differently so once you're done saving the world here, you'll be sent back to your own world at the exact same moment as though nothing has ever happened.
  
  "Don't worry about surviving. As you can see, you've each been given new clothes, new gear, and new abilities. I've also specially crafted magical gear that will increase with power as you do: rings, necklace, bracelet. You'll do fine. As well as this, I'll set you off with something easy. A bunch of orcs and golbins - um, I guess you wouldn't know what they are. Well, think disgusting human-like monsters. Well, they've stolen some treasure from a small town. There's only about 6 of them. You should have no trouble defeating them. Just slay the monsters, get the treasure, and return it to the town. Simple.
  
  "OH! And one more thing. I probably shouldn't be doing this. I could get in a lot of trouble, but I figure I should anyway. It might come in handy. Just hold onto it, don't lose it, don't sell it, and try not to tell anyone you have it. (*he tosses you a gold key*) You'll know what to do with it in time. Good. Now, any questions before I send you off?" 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Umm yeah, I've got a question. What on Earth just happened? You're kidding me right? What'd you guys do with my cellphone, I don't trust all this." 
conversations: hobbitkniver:
conversations: human
conversations:  "WTF?! Where am I? Who are you people?" 
conversations: Johnny H:
conversations: human
conversations:  DM replies:  "Are you deaf or do you just have a really low listen check? I said I teleported you hear to save the world. You're all great adventurers now and your first quest is to just take out some bandits and return what they stole. Shouldn't be too difficult. You have powerful gear and there's just a handful of them." 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Where'd all this come from and why couldn't you do this task yourself?" 
conversations: hobbitkniver:
conversations: human
conversations:  "I told you. There's a prophecy of great heroes coming from another plane of existence that will end this war. You want me to just recite my entire speech if you're gonna ask me these questions I already answered?" 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "So we're just suppose to go over there and get it back? That doesn't seem like a wise choice since I've never held a sword before in my life." 
conversations: hobbitkniver:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Well, you can weld one now. You've all been given powers and abilities to make you great adventurers like magic and fighting skills. Don't worry. These should come naturally for you now. Just let these new instincts kick in." 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  What in the world  I'm I wearing, like omg you guys have no fashion sense. 
conversations: Lord Noble:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Alright, I'm sold. So do we just go down there and butcher them then?" 
conversations: hobbitkniver:
conversations: human
conversations:  "You don't have to kill them. Don't use a sword where words would suffice. Just make sure the loot is brought back." 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  well if he/she is going then ill have to too...... but only if I get my regular cloths back afterward though!! 
conversations: Lord Noble:
conversations: human
conversations:  DM's face shows frustration.  "What did I say? You'll all be sent back the exact moment when you came here. You'll go back to your normal lives and everything. I swear, my Scrying may have picked the best people for the job, but your listen checks are lower than an orc barbarian with a negative Wisdom who's distracted.
  
  "So, are you ready to go now?" 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "We can do magic now?"  I whisper, just loudly enough for DM to hear.  "What kind of magic?" 
conversations: Johnny H:
conversations: human
conversations:  this bow is pretty  as if by instinct she takes a arrow places it on the bow and fires into a nearby tree. a startled look appears on Alaja's face and she whispers   I've always wont to do that. 
conversations: Lord Noble:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Right, so you ready to go off and save the world?" 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  As you continue to stand around, DM vanishes from sight. The darkness around you begins to fade. You are now standing in a grove. There are many trees surrounding you. The land is slanted. It's a little past midday. The sun hasn't quite yet begin to set. The air is chilly. Over a hill, you can see smoke rising. Make a listen check.
  
  If you got a 10
   
   Spoiler 
  You can make out at least one voice but you're not sure what they're saying.
   
  
  
  If you got a 20
   
   Spoiler 
  You can make out at least 3, maybe 4, voices, but you're not sure what they're saying.
   
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Wait a minute... Do you guy hear something?" 
   
   Spoiler 
   (1d20+2)[ 22 ] 
   
conversations: hobbitkniver:
conversations: human
conversations:  Having spontaneously found himself in a large suit of armor, Aaron is understandable caught a bit off guard. After several attempts to take a step forward in the heavy gear and failing miserably, he finally gets the hang out it, and is able to move about unencumbered.
  
  Unfortunately, while he was learning to walk properly, the DM had gone and given his entire speach to the group.
  
   "WAIT!"  Aaron blurts out all at once,  "If you're a wizard, how does magic work? Is it some sort of vague force, in the inverse. Do you have to memorize all sorts of weird chants to cast spells? And if magic exist, does that mean that the laws of thermodynamics are off? Is this a different universe where the laws of physics apply differently? And if so, why can we breath the air? Wouldn't the molecules be slightly different, and then our bodies wouldn't be able process them? And why,"  He pauses for breath.  "Am I wearing a suit of armor? I feel ridiculous in this thing." 
  
  But alas, he has missed his chance, and the DM has made his exit. Aaron slumps, feeling defeated, but then turns to see what the others are looking at.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  Listen:  (1d20+6)[ 19 ] 
   
conversations: Acidic_Cakes:
conversations: human
conversations:  So, what will you do?
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Wait!"  Aaron shouts suddenly,  "I hear it too! Maybe it's another wizard! Someone can explain how physics work! Neat!"  He promptly runs off towards the sound of the voices, without giving the others a chance to respond.
conversations: Acidic_Cakes:
conversations: human
conversations:  Aaron wanders off. She sees a group of strange looking men sitting around a fire. There are seven of them. Three are small, with ugly flat faces, broad noses and pointed ears. Two resemble the small ones but the size of an average adult male. The last two are around seven feet tall with ugly facial features and muscles like a body builder. They are all armed.
  
  One of them stands up.  "Hey you! We're the local protectors for these parts and there's a tax for travelers. Anyone wishing to pass through here unharmed has to pay us 50 gold. If you can't pay fully, we'll gladly take something of equal worth like a sword, or medallion, or even a limb if you're that broke!" 
  
  They all laugh at that last comment.
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  Aaron blinks, caught a bit off guard by the sudden threat.  "I suppose it would be a bit much to ask if anyone of you gentlemen knows whether Newtonian physics apply in this universe?" 
conversations: Acidic_Cakes:
conversations: human
conversations:  Originally Posted by Acidic_Cakes 
   Aaron blinks, caught a bit off guard by the sudden threat.  "I suppose it would be a bit much to ask if anyone of you gentlemen knows whether Newtonian physics apply in this universe?"  
   
  
  They look at each other confused over the word "Newtonian," then the big one shouts:
   
  "Look, cough up the cash before we take it from you in blood!" 
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  Calvin stands in front of Aaron.  "Get out of here you smelly little cretins. No one threatens us." 
   
   Spoiler 
  Intimidate Check:  (1d20+9)[ 24 ] 
   
conversations: hobbitkniver:
conversations: human
conversations:  The creatures remain unshaken. They all stand up and motion for their weapons.
  
   "Why don't you make us?"  the biggest one says.
conversations: Dr.Epic:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Okay."  says Aaron, who closes his eyes.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  Manifesting Brain Lock on the nearest thug.
  
  Make a Will Save or be dazed for  (1d20+9)[ 20 ]  +1= 21  rounds. DC: 16
   
conversations: Acidic_Cakes: