DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)
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				Title: <strong>DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neophyte</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 20:54:23</strong>
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				This is a group game between Jguy and Latooni Subota, with Neophyte as DM<br><br><strong>Map One</strong><br>(http://i716.photobucket.com/albums/ww168/Neophyteinarms/th_LandofArgoth.jpg) (http://s716.photobucket.com/albums/ww168/Neophyteinarms/?action=view&amp;current=LandofArgoth.jpg)<br><strong>Map Two</strong><br>(http://i716.photobucket.com/albums/ww168/Neophyteinarms/th_WarForgedCaverns.jpg) (http://s716.photobucket.com/albums/ww168/Neophyteinarms/?action=view&amp;current=WarForgedCaverns.jpg)<br><br>Draka sneered a bit, but followed Sir Core and the elf in the direction the elf had pointed. After a few good miles, they were in front of what looked like a large mine, and standing outside were two Warforged scouts, looking off idlely into the distance. The elf pressed a finger to his lips and leaped into the trees. After a few minutes the Warforged fell, two arrows in each of their heads as he elf dropped down. "Let us proceed" he said as he nodded.<br><br>The mine entrance was large, but there was very little light. The elf took the lead, able to see in this low light easily, and they made their way into the depths.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 21:13:05</strong>
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				The knight and barbarian follow the elf, weapons drawn for any sign of danger. Soon they come to a junction, one path continuing forward and another branching off to the left. The group pauses, wondering which way to go . Sir Fredric closes his eyes and trains his ear in hopes of hearing anything that might help. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 21:26:08</strong>
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				Sitting inside one of the cages in the slavepens was a . . . unusual young woman. Her body seemed relatively fragile (Pretty easy to tell that when one is naked, bound, and gagged), and she had especially bright and vibrant red hair that reached clear down to shoulderblades. She wasn't really sure how long she had been trapped down here at this point. The Warforged had taken her by surprise, and she simply couldn't summon enough pets to protect herself effectively. With the knowledge that she was a spellcaster they had tied her hands and fingers together, and gagged her quite thoroughly, though fortunately they didn't take the easy route and break her fingers!<br><br>The young woman was quietly leaning up against the bars of her cage, lightly thumping the back of her head against it out of a mixture of boredom and nervous energy, when she heard it: Footsteps! There was a huge difference between a well-organized unit of Warforged walking in step, and the sounds she was hearing now. Maybe she was lucky, and someone had come looking for the missing people? Turning her body about she began to kick at the bars, more to make noise than anything else. It wasn't like she could scream for help after all!
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 21:43:30</strong>
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				He snaps towards the left, hearing the sound of clanging metal. It wasn't those of foots steps...it was a sound he was oddly familiar with but could not place it. Throwing caution to the wind, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a torch of cold heat, lighting the area around them. The elf hisses a curse he doesn't understand but he ignores it, racing off down the hall, armor clanking. <br><br>He sees wall of metal in front of him, door in the middle clearly visible. He doesn't slow, shoulder braced for impact as he charges...and promptly bounces back with a clang, his shoulder throbbing. He bites his lip from the pain, shaking his head to calm himself down. He tries the door and finds it not to even be locked. He can hear his companions following him but cannot wait, recalling where he remembered the sound from. It was from prisons he'd visit in the name of Ilmater in an attempt to bring peace to the condemed, the sound of flesh banging on metal. <br><br>He met a second door which was thankfully unlocked as well, entering the circular cavern ending. In front of him lay a large cage, filled with a nude girl with fiery red hair. He tosses the torch to the floor and begins to work at the bars. "Don't worry," he tells her in as calm a manner as he can. "I am here to save you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 21:57:58</strong>
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				With enough effort (and liberal amounts of force) it wouldn't be too difficult to break into the cage and free the girl, who was now sitting on her knees and using her bound arms to cover her shame. She nodded emphatically with happiness at the thought of being rescued. There wasn't much she could do at the moment while bound and gagged, but she assumed that would be taken care of soon enough. For the moment she looked around the room once more, making sure that her little bag was still around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neophyte</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 21:59:56</strong>
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				The elf was looking down the tunnel, his bow notched as he licked his lips and looked back at them. "Lets go knight...we have issues. Its too quiet...feels almost like a trap" he muttered as he looked down the long tunnel.
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				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 22:11:59</strong>
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				As the elf watches their back, Sir Fredric wraps his gauntlets around the bar and begins to pull and tug. His muscles strain under his armors as the metal strains and groans. With a mighty wrench he tears the door off of the cage off its hinges, freeing the girl. He throws door aside, clattering on the stone as he offers his hand to the frightened girl. <br><br>"Don't be afraid," he tells her in a calm voice. "I am Sir Fredric, a Paladin of Blessed Ilmater and I am here to take you from these abominations." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 22:28:00</strong>
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				The woman nodded . . then raised her bound hands slightly to the man with a sheepish shrug. She also raised her chin slightly, as if trying to tell him something. Mainly, she seemed to want him to free her from her other bonds. The cage wasn't a big deal to her, but being bound and gagged was!
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 22:34:26</strong>
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				"Oh, I apologize my Lady," he says as he takes his gauntlets off. As he undoes her bonds, he finds it curious that they bound each individual finger along with her wrists. He unties her legs, ignoring her nudity with his usual stoicism. As he removes the gag he pulls out a large blanket from his backpack and wraps her up in it as he helps her up and out of the cage. He finds her surprising small, almost a full head shorter than him and as thin as a rail. <br><br>"Are you okay?" he asks. "How did you get here?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 23:22:58</strong>
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				With the gag removed and her body untied, she breathed in a large gasp of air . . before sputtering and coughing. Breahting only through your nose from so long was rather uncomfortable, just like her exceedingly stiff hands. With a faint blush she nodded to the men, unsteadily walking.<br><br><strong>"Thanks for your assistance. They came upon me while I was setting up camp, and overwhelmed me with numbers. . .&nbsp; Ah, there it is!"</strong><br><br>Wobbling a bit the woman moved to the corner of the room where an unmarked pouch was laying. Keeping the blanket wrapped around her she opened the pouch, reaching her entire arm inside it, before pulling out clothing. She began to put it on underneath the blanket, while speaking to the others. <strong>"Tell me, how did you find this place? Why are you here?"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 23:38:36</strong>
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				He listens quietly as she explains how she arrived, curious as to why it would take so many of those mechanical nightmares to capture such a small woman...<br><br>"I was guided here by Blessed Ilmater," the paladin replied to her question. "He guided me on my path and I come upon a scouting party of Warforged. On them was a map that led me towards these caves. I met my Barbarian friend Draka," he said, motioning to the tall, burly man with the axe, "and he told me of these caves." <br><br>"He informed me of these Warforged, thinking it was a Elven plot against the lands. I confronted this elf here and his companion, unfortunately his friend did not survive the wrath of Draka but Ilmater bade me grant mercy to the leader. He guided us here and well...here we are."<br><br>Fredric walks up to her, curious. "Tell me though...how did it take overwhelming numbers to capture one such as you. No offense my Lady but strong you are not," he says, looking at her thin arms. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 23:46:34</strong>
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				After putting her hat on, she stood up and began to fold the blanket. She was now fully clothed in a white skirt and top with wide, flowy sleeves, along with a white fur mantle and that cute hat of hers. Around her neck hung an amulet of a unicorn wrapped in ivy, a holy symbol of Ehlonna.<br><br><strong>"Well . . yeah. I wasn't alone. I had my loyal pets to protect me."</strong> The girl flexed her fingers to try and loosen them up, before kneeling down and tracing symbols along the ground. <strong>"Give me a moment and I'll demonstrate. If you plan on continuing through and attacking the Warforged, you'll need more help than that."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 00:03:32</strong>
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				He takes a look at her holy symbol, eyebrows shooting up. "Oh Sister, I did not know," he says. He bows his head in respect as she crosses her legs, drawing symbols on the ground he did not recognize. He was not familiar with those particular symbols but every deity had their own unique language and symbols. While a well known deity, not everyone understood what the red ribbons Sir Fredric wore around his wrists under his armor stood for. <br><br>He puts his gauntlets back on, unsheathing his longsword and readying his shield. "Any additional assistance you can provide Sister would be much appreciated." He stood by the entrance of the tunnel, readying himself for trouble. 
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				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 00:19:26</strong>
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				As she finished her spellcasting, she cleared her throat and grinned sheepishly. <strong>"Well . . I'm not priestess or anything. I haven't heard the voice of my goddess, I use arcane magic. I simply worship Ehlonna, that's all."</strong><br><br>With a slap of her hand on the ground the sigils and symbols lit up, and from the ground rose a tall humanoid figure. It was a six-foot-tall mass of muscle and living armor, it's face covered in a mask with only eye holes on it. The monster was jet black, with two thick tentacles hanging down it's back from it's shoulders, and on it's forehead was a glowing sigil that matched one that had appeared on it's summoner's forehead.<br><br><strong>"This is my loyal knight, Ifrit."</strong> The beast hummed and flexed it's clawed arms, sparks turning to flames on it's claws. <strong>"He will help us!"</strong> The girl looked proud, and patted the best on the back, before both moved towards the Paladin's group.
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				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 00:50:52</strong>
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				It took every ounce of self-control to simply just lift an eyebrow at the sudden appearance of the monstrous figure. His eyes seemingly glow with an ethereal light for a few seconds before returning to normal. He felt it a violation of someones personal privacy for him to peer into their being for the taint of evil, he gave people the benefit of the doubt...but this time he felt he had a good reason. <br><br>Thankfully his divine sight detected no trace of evil in either of them. "Well...help comes in many forms and not always those that you expect," he said, more to reassure himself than anything. <br><br>"Alright, let's go, and everyone keep an eye, ear, and...tentacle out for trouble," he said. He turns and leads the group out of the slave pen and deeper into the cavern, in search of the Warforged and their slaves. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neophyte</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 00:53:18</strong>
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				Down the tunnel the elf perks his ears up and looks around "I hear...something" he muttered. They were at a crossroads, a tunnel heading east and west and another north, plus the one going south they just came up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 01:26:58</strong>
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				<strong>"Shall we take . . a right here?"</strong> it was pretty obvious the way that the girl chose to fight was a conservative one. She always kept an eye behind them, and kept her magical guardian in front of her. <br><br>She stopped for a second, blinking. <strong>"I . . forgot to introduce myself, didn't I? I'm so sorry. You all may call me Millia."</strong> She blushed with embarassment as such an obvious error.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 00:50:34</strong>
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				"Well it has been a pleasure meeting you Millia," he whispered back to her, head scanning back and forth at the junction. <br><br>He looked right, the torch he gathered back up strapped to his arm to provide light to the more dim-eyed among them, including himself. "Right seems as good as any," he says, motioning for them to follow him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neophyte</strong> on <strong>01-07-2010, 02:54:00</strong>
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				The elf and the human looked around and shrugged a bit. They had no clue where to go so they just agreed and head right. A sound is heard in one of the far rooms, and it seems a large amount of warforged are congrigated in there for a meeting of some sort.
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				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>01-07-2010, 03:20:06</strong>
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				Holds his hand up for silence, hoping his armor did not give them away. The party huddles around him as he points at the gathering of abominations. He turns to Millia and then back up to her...companion. "So, what can he do?" he asks her, needing to know what it was capable of in a fight. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DnD: Arrival of the Warforged (Group Game)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 06:47:26</strong>
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				The girl smiled. <strong>"You needn't worry about him. He'll add a strong hand to us in fighting the Warforged. He's more than capable of helping turn the tide of battle."</strong> She glanced down the passageway a bit more, before looking back to the paladin. <strong>"Unless you think we need more help? I can call more creatures to assist us."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Jguy</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 13:00:10</strong>
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				Considers for a moment and takes stock of how many Warforged are in the room...
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