<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131348.msg5834648#msg5834648">Quote from: ShadowFox89 on 07-02-2012, 06:11:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Alyx ran after the shadow. Maybe it was a hafling or gnome and friendly enough to help her. She grabbed the pendant around her neck and spoke softly as she ran. "Borradh, come to me." She held on to the currently massive sword, slowing down to a walk. The tunnels were slightly chilly and she shivered, another reminder that she needed some actual clothes to wear. Alyx considered for a moment ditching the rough leather straps, they weren't exactly covering much.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><em>You follow the path taken by the small shadow figure and end up in front of a door. On the other side of the door there is somebody freeing a wolf from a magical cage. The wolf seemed to be in very bad shape and you do feel the person it's somewhat familiar to you like you seen him before or you think he is safe.</em><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131348.msg5835191#msg5835191">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 07-02-2012, 08:34:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Krogan studied the excellent staff with the skull on as a tip. As by instinct he felt what sort power coursed through it and he smiled and said; "Now let's break ourselves out from here. Pay the warlord a visit and give him burning lesson of pain for daring enslave me!" With that said he starts navigate in dark mining tunnels, thanks his darkvision he can see far in darkness without light and moving towards the exit. He starts chant a pair of spells while he walks towards his freedom while holding the staff. Pair of useful abjurations which help ward him from harm.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casting Mage Armor and Protection from Evil on himself. Both effects do not appear visually but when blow is deflectd thanks mage armor, it generates a golden glow when blow is deflected by unseen forcefield. AC is now 19. Also can I convert Acid Splashes from my staff into fire dmg through my bloodline arcana power from efreet? Also do I add in +1 to dmg of acid splash from the staff through orc bloodline arcana to dmg spells?<br/></div></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><em> You can see two guards near the entrance of the room talking to each other. The language its not understandable by you. One of them holds a staff while the other holds a dual blade weapon.</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">No you cannot convert from the ones the staff gives you. And yes you can add +1 since the weapon its obviously a magic weapon so it gives you a +1 to dmg.</div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131348.msg5837722#msg5837722">Quote from: BraveEarth on 08-02-2012, 00:02:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Elsbeth upon reaching the end where the cages were was reunited again with her Wolf companion in less than stable condition. More so she could tell quickly that the lock on the cage was that of magical origin. As she reached through the bars to stroke an calm the animal she began to glance around searching for a method that could bypass the magical lock. First and foremost though was to figure out what bypassing the enchantment would do. Getting on her knees she began to draw upon what she knew of spells and magic to ascertain the effect.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spellcraft Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Shortline: At 2012-02-07 17:02:07, BraveEarth (uid: 9899) rolls: 1d20a011 Result: 22<br/></div></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><em>It does not take much for the lock to break and the door to fall to the ground. The wolf comes out and licks your face obviously more worried about you than you are for him. You sense somebody behind you however it's difficult to know if the presence its evil or good.</em><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131348.msg5839287#msg5839287">Quote from: Shaitan on 08-02-2012, 05:22:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Galen raises the bow, noting the silvered chain binding about the grip of the bow, the white so blindingly pure as white hot steel fresh from the forge. Running his fingers along the surface, he check it over, familiarizing himself with it's build, settling with the weight of the bow. Shortly his fingers run across the bow string, it's inner heat almost radiating it's promise of painful fiery death to it's enemies. Testing the string he pulls back slowly, his shoulders flexing with the ease of long practice. Not quite enough to get the power he was used to, but why question serendipity. Lining up the shot, he drew the bow, marveling as the arrow formed inch by inch of swirling power solidifying into a singular spike of power ready to lash out. Keeping the arrow drawn, he stalks up the to cell door checking through the cell door's window for guards in the hallways around his cell. After waiting patiently for any guards in the area to move away, he checks the door to ensure that it's not locked, before heading out as stealthily as possible from his cell, a grim grin on his lips, knowing that the first chance he got, he was going to secure a melee weapon, even a dagger would do, though he would by far prefer to reacquire his possessions. Shaking his head, he hated to try to use a bow in such a confined space, like the tunnels of this place.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131348.msg5839636#msg5839636">Quote from: Gary Stargazer on 08-02-2012, 06:47:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Brandishing the staff and admiring the pearly white color he swings it forward, spinning it around his wrist and shifting it into his off hand. He always had preferred to fight with his bare hands but this felt natural in his grip, as if he had trained his entire life with the weapon. Body filled with renewed vigor and hope he gathered his thoughts. <em>Like Irori I will walk the path laid out before me.</em><br/><br/>Stepping forth from his cell he scanned the area slowly to get an idea of his surroundings before tucking his newly acquired staff under his arm and moving along the side of one of the walls.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As you both exit the cells you find yourself beside each other. You can sense the weapon the other carries its like yours but you cannot sense if he is good or evil just by looking at them. Still you hear footsteps running towards you both