[Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge
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				Title: <strong>[Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 21:04:58</strong>
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				This thread covers most of the town except for specific locations covered by other threads.&nbsp; If in doubt, post here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>21-09-2008, 01:07:56</strong>
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				At the hospital she is busy giving school physicals and vaccinations and many children are not happy with the needles. "There we go Tom your such a brave young man just like your father, here take any toy you like from my boys bucket, how about an army man or a I got it a large superbounce ball.," taking an army man he smiles and gets down. "He's fine its just an ear infection take this prescription to the pharmacy they are drops put them in his ear and let them sit in there as described on the instructions, for around two weeks to be sure if it gets worse or there is no change come back in.," she hands the father a prescription for a generic drug. "Other than that he needs his shots go to the nurse for that and we will do the record for the school and you young man you take the medicine and be good.," sending him out with the father she washes her hands and steps out to tend the interns and students working this cycle.<br><br>She takes her home visit doctors kit and heads out to make some home visits first to the gas station attendant afraid of alien implants or something...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 20:29:21</strong>
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				Calvin trotted for the longest of time, thou time was a different variable in the Shadow then it was in the physical realm.&nbsp; Calvin knew this from his many adventures into the spirit world.&nbsp; For now he would make a beeline towards the area of interest to see what had caused such a disturbance at the vacant lot.<br><br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 5d10<br>Second Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Shadow Realm Roll<br>Result: 8, 10, 5, 10, 1, <br>For: 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, <br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 2d10<br>Second Target Number: 8<br>Comment: reroll tens<br>Result: 6, 4, <br>For: 0, 0, <br>Total: 0<br><br>total suxx= 3
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 18:57:12</strong>
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				Arianna followed close behind Sara. She padded along the shadow realm in her own Urhan form watching for anything that may ambush or that would be out of place. She knew it wouldn't be easy to just repair it and go. It was never that easy. She waited for Calvin's word before she would do anything more than be a "watch dog". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 21:57:27</strong>
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				Sara wasn't often around the Shadowrealm. Actually this whole planewalking thing gave her the creeps and she kept close to Calvin. The agressive Arianna in her back gave her a good feeling. Nothing would sneak up on her for sure. Knowing that Calvin was experienced in this Realm made her feel secure aswell. When the time arrises she would surly know what to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 19:13:59</strong>
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				Calvin looked around sniffing at this and that and making sure that they didnt run into anything that considered them lunch.&nbsp; He would narrow his eyes slightly as he lead the group towards the grounds of the vacant lot.&nbsp; While there he would growl lightly and sniff at the grounds trying to get the scent he was looking for as to where the problem at this particular place was radiating from. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 00:56:47</strong>
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				At length, the pack arrived at the vacant lot.&nbsp; The spirit world around it wasn't particularly exceptional, mostly consisting of the blurry, indistinct roads that tended to form large sections of the suburban spirit realm.&nbsp; The vacant lot, meanwhile, was green and lush, almost too lush.&nbsp; The entire area seemed to be a soupy wetland, a stronghold of nature in an artificial environment.<br><br>Throughout the lot ran a number of tiny, unidentifiable motes, that found themselves chased by odd, dog like spirits.&nbsp; The spirits consisted of a two foot long meaty cylinder, with four spindly legs coming from the sides.&nbsp; At one side, the spirits have a strange, vicious maw that constantly drips an odd, inky substance.&nbsp; At the center of the field sat a metal trailer, itself a fairly large spirit.&nbsp; From its maw dripped more of what dripped from the odd dog spirits, and shortly after the pack entered, it coughed up another odd dog.&nbsp; <br><br>The field contained about twenty odd dogs, and somehow, the substance that dripped from them seemed to be nurturing it, making it more lush.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 22:42:49</strong>
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				Calvin would sniff at the ground and then towards the odd dog creature as he snorted and huffed lightly.&nbsp; He was taking in all he was seeing at the moment and filing it away in his brain.&nbsp; Hmming to himself Calvin would shift up into human form and look around slightly.&nbsp; He looked towards the others before making his way towards the creature that was chasing the motes.&nbsp; He needed to get close to it to examine the spirit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 09:09:15</strong>
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				The things in the shadowrealm always seemed unreal and confusing to Sara. Yet again her curiosity won and she followed Calvin closely. She kept her form though. If anything unexpected happens they probably needed to regroup fast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 07:35:23</strong>
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				As they approach the whirling, madly chomping 'dogs' several of the creatures catch their scent, low and oddly hollow growls rising up as they turn to face the interloopers.&nbsp; For each step Calvin takes forward, they slowly and grudgingly surrender a single pace but no more, their teeth filled maws snarling at the werewolves.<br><br>Entering the clearing, finer details about the large metal trailer can slowly be made out through the soupy Shadowrealm air.&nbsp; Parts of the structure has melted and flowed together like water, scorch marks marring the metal, but the general shape is still clear.&nbsp; A food stand, though given the stench arising it is hard to imagine what manner of sustenance it would provide.&nbsp; The smell of death and decay is overpowering, the kind that is usually accompanied by rotten and bloated corpses.&nbsp; Sick black ichor overflows from the serving window and from inside a haunting whisper can be heard, a child's voice singing softly to himself.<br><br><em>Thousands of corpses, just for me,<br>Skin rots, eyes and hair fall out,<br>blood boils, liver dies,<br>Oh screams of blood do find<br>Thousands of corpses, just for me,</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 17:04:39</strong>
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				Arianna's nose curls up at the stench and she continues to stalk close behind Sara turning to watch behind her every few seconds. Her stomach turned a couple times as she felt green with nausea at the overwhelming smell of decay and rot. She mentally smacked herself and continued to keep her attention alert as she watched Calvin closing in on the spirit. Glancing toward the sound coming from the trailer, she wondered if the dogs were guardians of whatever lay inside. She had never seen anything like those before. <br><br><em> Disgusting creatures, </em> she thought to herself. <br><br>Her facial expressions didn't hide that fact, nor did the swishing of her tail hide her irritation with the chanting. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 21:07:10</strong>
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				Calvin was calm cool and collected as he approached the diseased spirits.&nbsp; He would call out in a clear voice towards the stand as he stood where he was "If corpses are what you truely desire then why not take your spirits and yourself away from this place to one where millions live?"&nbsp; He would ask as he stood there waiting "I know of a place where millions upon millions of corpses thrive, a place where a disease spirit like you and your dogs would have a really good time."&nbsp; He would call out and wait to see if the spirit would listen to him or rather stay and be stubborn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 21:19:25</strong>
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				Sara took position next to Calvin. The shadowrealm in it's regular state was confusing enough but this was pure pandemonium. She admired the try to find a diplomatic solution. Even if she got more or less used to it. She would prefer to pass up on sinking her claws and fangs in one of these creatures. The chant in her ears made her fur stand up. The disturbing child's voice with such a cruel lyric made her feel misplaced. Like she would experience a Nightmare. Seeing Calvin and Arianna called her back to reality and assured her this was real.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 22:09:00</strong>
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				A small head peeks out of the serving window of the trailer; a cherubic boy with a mess of tossled brown hair, a bright smile, and dirt smeared across his cheeks. His lips are stained with the same black ichor permeating the field but he grins and wipes it away as he pulls himself up onto the small counter.&nbsp; Wearing an equally dirty red shirt and blue shorts the small boy let's his legs dangle over the side of the trailer as he beams at them, playing with the small baseball in his hands.<br><br>"Friends!" he cries out happily, a thin trail of black slime dribbling down his chin, and then scowls as the 'dogs' continue to growl at them "Friends!" he says more insistently to the snarling creatures.<br><br>Whimpering, most of the spidery legged dogs turn away, chasing after the elusive wisps of spirit with happy barks.&nbsp; A few continue to watch them.&nbsp; One in particular, the largest by far, still snarls softly.<br><br>The boy cradles his ball to his chest as he peers at them through his messy bangs "Friends . . " he repeats softly " . . who want me to go?&nbsp; Who don't want to be friends anymore?" a frown creases his innocent looking face and the sky darkens perceptibly above them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 17:07:49</strong>
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				Arianna watched as the boy peeked out of the trailer and she furrowed her brow. Calvin had the right idea trying to bribe them but she wasn't too sure it was going to work without further prompting. At this point, she wished that someone around here could speak telepathically, right now it was more of a telepathetic attempt. She tried to speak low to the leader of this foray without drawing in too much attention from the dogs and boy. Her gaze never left the boy even as she shifted to human form. Her warrior's eye looked him over, accessing just how much of a threat he was to her and the pack. If he was too strong they would definitely have to come up with a good bribe if not, a battle may ensue -- not something she would be overtly against. <br><br><strong>"We should offer him a bit more, he is lonely more than hungry." </strong><br><br>She looked back to the boy and pushed back one of her fallen locks of hair and smiled to him. <br><br><strong> "No one said anything about friends or any who don't want to be friends. But we have a much better place for you to play where more friends may join you. Don't you want more friends? </strong><br><br><hr>Roll Result: Josietta rolled: 5d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Persuasion + Presence + Intimidation to persuade the spirit that moving would be best for all<br>Result: 8, 7, 5, 5, 8,<br>For: 1, 1, 0, 0, 0,<br>Total: 2 suxx
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 22:10:34</strong>
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				Calvin nodded his head a little bit "my thoughts exactly Arianna, we need to encourage some sort of gain for the young spirit."&nbsp; He said in a low tone as he looked to the sky and frowned a little himself.&nbsp; This was not good at all as he looked back towards the young boy as well as the apparent leader of the odd looking dogs.&nbsp; "No, we are friends but we are only a few, why dont we show you a place where more friends exist," he said in an even tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 23:37:36</strong>
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				The boy frowns and his face twists and distorts for a moment, worms and other shapes shifting under his smooth skin before settling back down.&nbsp; From the corner of his eye, Calvin notices that a few patches of the lush grass surrounding them wither and sink back into the ground.&nbsp; Several more of the dogs have turned from their merry chase of the elusive spirits to stare at the werewolves, and a low growl rising from the pack leader.<br><br>"My home.&nbsp; You want to take me from my home." the boy whispers, a hollow echo in his voice as tears streak down his filthy face "You want me to die again!" his agonized cry rends the air and a deathly silence descends on the field.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>05-10-2008, 10:10:23</strong>
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				Finally Sara shifts back into her human form too.<br>"No! that's not true. We don't want you to die. We want you to live! Look around yourself. Do you call this a place to live? I know you like it here but do you really want to stay here for all eternity? I know that you're afraid of changes. You know what? I was afraid too when I came here because for me it was also a change but still I did it to help you. I did it because I came here with friends I can trust. We help each other, like friends do. Friends won't harm each other. Do you think I would come here to help you if I don't believe we can become friends?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 09:55:23</strong>
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				"You came to kill me, or drive me off.&nbsp; You have murder in your hearts, I can hear it." there is something <em>wrong</em> about the boy's voice now, as if a hollow echo of it is emanating from the trailer behind him "You just want to save <em>your</em> friends." the boy/it says in a flat voice.<br><br>A yip yanks the attention of the group away from the small child as one of the dogs is dragged underneath the smooth carpet of grass by a thick black tendril.&nbsp; The creature howls pitifully and it's spidery limbs claw desperately at the surround earth before with a sudden lurch it's pulled into the soft soil.&nbsp; The splotches of dead grass are growing, waves of rot and decay swallowing up the bright field.&nbsp; Another dog falls, and another; the sky gathering blackness as the child smiles again.<br><br>"You want the monsters to go away." it whispers, the black ichor now flowing freely over the 'boy's' chin "Would you like to see a monster? WoUld yOu LiKe to PlAy?" it growls as it's voice twists and distorts.<br><br>((Sorry it took so long to do a follow up post.&nbsp; Wanted to make sure y'all had the chance to put down your reactions :) ))
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				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 10:27:05</strong>
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				(( That's ok with me :) ))<br><br>Sara made a little shocked expression at first before she start to think. It maybe was just his Avatar but if he had any childish traits this might work. "No I don't want to play with you! I only play with my friends and when you reject my friendship I don't want to play with you" Sara looked angry at the situation that was getting slowly out of hand it seems. It was a little awkward but there was still Arianna and Calvin in case that the little boy needed some educational meassures.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 18:28:03</strong>
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				Arianna watches Sara and listens, paying close attention to the child spirit. She narrows her eyes and moves to place a hand on Sara's arm and speaks low to her. <strong><em> "Shhh.. he is not one you can reason with. Those types of Spirits are not normal, only children who have killed others would take a form like that. He likes to hurt people and kill. He likes their... essence. We cannot move him or tempt him away from here. It leaves us no other choice." </em></strong><br><br>She glances back over toward Calvin and nods to him. She is unsure if they should do this on their own, or gather the pack as a whole. She continues to stare at the Spirit using the Rahu's Warriors Eye to glean anything to tell her if she should back off and get the entire pack or if they could accomplish this on their own. She would be more than happy to take this on, her blood boiled with desire to attack, but her own reasoning made her think first. She growled unable to tell anything and she shifted to her war form unsure that the creature would give her a chance otherwise.<br><br><hr><br><em><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">Roll Result: Josietta rolled: 4d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Power Academics Occult to figure out how to reason with the creature<br>Result: 8, 9, 2, 3,<br>For: 1, 1, 0, 0,<br>Total: 2&nbsp; suxx</span></em><br><br><hr><em><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Roll Result: Josietta rolled: 2d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Survival + Primal Urge for Warriors Eye<br>Result: 4, 4,<br>For: 0, 0,<br>Total: 0 Suxx (using Survival instead of Wits&nbsp; not that it helped in any way)<br></span></em><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 01:23:52</strong>
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				Calvin would narrow his eyes slightly as he looked around towards the other creatures and then back towards the boy in question.&nbsp; He would fold his arms over his chest and stare at the abomination that was trying to toy with them a bit.&nbsp; "You are afraid spirit, you dont wish for change, you want to stay and play, but whom do you think you will play with here?"&nbsp; He said as he looked around geturing to the field.&nbsp; "People come and go as well as spirits, none stay, you need to go where they never leave and are always around to play."&nbsp; &nbsp;He said as he really needed to figure out exactly what this creature was.<br><br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 11d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Intell Investigation occult<br>Result: 4, 4, 10, 10, 6, 2, 6, 3, 1, 10, 2, 1, 7, 4, <br>For: 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 3
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 23:10:13</strong>
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				Calvin:&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Poison</em>. The word burns into your mind like fire as something clicks in the back of your skull in an explosive epiphany as another howling dog is pulled under the surface of the rapidly decaying field.&nbsp; Images, books, stories once heard all fly through your mind as you search for the significance of that single word.&nbsp; And then an old bit lore surfaces ‘<em>A poison spirit is born in grief and agony.&nbsp; It can’t leave the source of it’s ever spreading death, it’s birth place, without dying.&nbsp; The only way to destroy it is . . .</em>’&nbsp; Your thoughts break off as a deep roar tears across the field.<br><br>Arianna: Something is blocking you, your normally keen spiritual insights deserting you as only a single image flashes through your mind.&nbsp; <em>That of a venus flytrap, it’s inviting pedals spread to draw in the little flies.<br></em><br><br>The ground beneath the decaying grass slowly begins seeping the black ichor, running in rivulets through the field as the trailer the boy sits in seems to <em>shift</em>, it’s massive bulk trembling.&nbsp; The boy smiles at them all as he swings his legs back inside the trailer.&nbsp; For the first time you can see a thick slimy black tentacle emerging from his back as he looks over his shoulder.<br><br>“You should have run.” He waves happily before the appendage lifts him up and carries him into the blackness, still playing merrily with his ball.<br><br>A moment of silence as several more dogs disappear into the slime covering the ground before another shudder wracks the trailer, it’s metal siding cracking and twisting.&nbsp; The serving window widens impossibly, almost foot long fangs emerging from the metal siding as it howls at them, the putrid stench of it’s bowels washing over them as it’s scream fills the clearing.<br><br>Still bending and twisting, the front and back of the trailer weaving their metal flesh to form a massive pair of arms, each of the warped appendages ending in a set of razor sharp claws that paw the earth as they drag the massive thing towards the interlopers.<br><br>The thing speaks, it’s malice filled maw twisting in mockery of the words as the soft tones of the boy is overlaid with a voice born of darkness, the howl of twisted metal and bubbling rot.<br><br>It’s eyeless face turns to Sara as it’s horrific laughter fills the clearing “<strong>yOU dOn’T wANt to Play wIth Me</strong>?” it rumbles “<strong>OH, bUT i WanT sOOO muCh tO Play with yOU!</strong>”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 08:55:34</strong>
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				Stares at the 'Thing' as the situation get's out of hand. She looks to Calvin and Arianna and back to the thing a few times. A fight seemed unavoidable now. She tried to analyze the threat sources. It had massive Claws and sharp teath and no legs. Stay away from the claws doesn't sound too bad. She turned to her comerades and whispered.<br>"Looks like I got his attention. Since it's not exactly 'running' after me I will distract it and you will go for the back. I don't think it can reach behind. When you stick right behind the creature you can do it. I'm not a good fighter anyway"
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				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 23:02:08</strong>
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				Calvin would narrow his eyes as he almost had the information he needed but his logic was eluding him from the sudden interruption by the creature.&nbsp; He would shift up into Gauru form as he snarled low in his throat and went about to circle the beast.&nbsp; His eyes narrowing as he called to the others "Keep it boxed in and dont let it grab you, its Poison."&nbsp; He said as he wanted to try and leap onto the back of the metallic beast and get to the bottom of its cryptic nature.<br><br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 4d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: power athletics<br>Result: 5, 10, 1, 8, 9, <br>For: 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, <br>Total: 3<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 21:19:21</strong>
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				The trailer creature continues to claw its way across the ground towards them, it's massive talons digging into the rotten soil and hauling it's howling and gibbering bulk forward.&nbsp; It's massive maw snaps and drips poison as it drags itself single mindedly towards Sara.&nbsp; The few remaining dogs circle her though the pack leader hangs back; dodging in to nip at her heels, seeking to drive her towards the hungry monster.<br><br>As Calvin pads through the slowly rising black ichor, and the poison spirit's singleminded pursuit of the retreating Sara offers him his opening.&nbsp; Launching himself forward his claws strike sparks against the creature's twisted metal skin as he scrambles up it's side and onto it's broad back.&nbsp; The monster ignores the little fly on it's back as it screams it's rage.<br><br><strong>Game mechanics:</strong><br><br>Sara - the snarling pack of near-dogs inflict 1 level of lethal damage as well as a -1 distraction penalty as they seek to drive you towards the large monster.<br><br>((I'll have it start attacking after your next posts but I'll try and wait to give all three of you the chance to decide your actions first.&nbsp; Thanks :) ))
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 21:28:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>((Shouldn't we wait until Gtri is back? Check out his absences thread))</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 21:49:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm alright with what's going on.&nbsp; I handed off the stats of the spirit.&nbsp; Now would be a good time to roll for initiative.&nbsp; :)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 23:14:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Arianna nodded to Calvin as she had just shifted to her own war form and then moved to flank him on the other side. She called out to her innate gifts to help give her swiftness to strike to defeat the creature as her weapon was drawn at the ready. She moves as quickly as possible to defend Sara, watching it move to attack her. A low growl is heard from the Storm Lord as she rushes forth with a quickness of one ready to protect their pack at any cost. Her silvery white fur is raised up on ends as her tail grows stiff and pointed outward, her teeth bared in a ready for attack, while she grips her Klaive tightly.<br><br><br><hr>Initative:<br><br>finesse 2 + Resistance 3 + Dex 1 + 1 war form +5 Clarity = 12<br><br>Roll Result: Josietta rolled: 1d10<br>Comment: initative<br>Result: 7<br><br>7+12 = <strong>19 Init</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>12-10-2008, 00:33:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Initative:<br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 1d10<br>Comment: init<br>Result: 5, <br>Total: 5<br>&nbsp;Init= +5<br><br>TN= 10
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 11:22:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(( I hope I'm doing this right ))<br>Initiative:<br>Finesse 3 + Resistance 1 + Dexterity 2 = 6<br>Roll Result: magnamos rolled: 1d10<br>Comment: Initiative<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br><br>Roll 1 + 6 Baseinitiative(?) = 7<br><br>(( I think I made a mistake and forgot to add this ))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 01:54:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Trailer Spirit of Decay -<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Initiative - 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Roll Result - 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Result - 9<br><br>Dog Spirits<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Initiative - 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Roll Result - 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Result - 6<br><br>Order of Battle - <br><br>Arianna<br>Calvin<br>Trailer Spirit of Decay<br>Sara<br>Dog Spirits<br><br><br>((And let the games begin :) ))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 02:01:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything seems to be in order.&nbsp; <br><br>Combat is ready to start.<br><br>Remember to subtract the spirit's defense (4) when attacking it.&nbsp; The spirit dogs have a defense of 1, but since there's about 20 of them, individual attacks won't be very effective.&nbsp; (every 3 dogs killed reduces the effectiveness of the swarm)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 03:24:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arianna moves toward the Spirit as it attacked Sara and she attacks it head on wanting to pull the attention away from Sara and onto her. She moves as quickly as she can and growls low at it swinging her Klaive strong toward it using Fury Fangs full potential. <br><br><hr><br>Roll Result: Josietta rolled: 6d10, extra dice at 10<br>Second Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Amended attack roll again<br>Result: 3, 7, 3, 9, 10, 9, 3,<br>For: 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0, 0,<br><strong>Total: 3 successes </strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 23:44:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Already being on top of the creature in question, Calvin would come down upon it with his claws as he snarled low in his throat.&nbsp; He didnt know the methods used to solve the problem logically nor did he have the time to think things through now.&nbsp; All that mattered was to take and rend the steel back and kill whatever was inside and quickly before this got out of hand. <br><br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 3d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: strength3 Combat Roll<br>Result: 9, 3, 10, 3, <br>For: 1, 1, 0, 0, <br>Total: 2
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 19:10:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The ravening Trailer Monster screams in rage as Calvin's claws dig into it's metallic flesh, a massive tree trunk like arm swatting at him as it's other arm continued to claw itself forward towards Arianna and Sara, tearing great furrows in the soft earth as it fights to close with them.<br><br><strong>Game Mechanics</strong> - <br><br>Calvin - <br>Roll Result: mdazfrench rolled: 4d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: power4 Combat Roll<br>Result: 4, 6, 7, 2,<br>For: 0, 0, 0, 0,<br>Total: 0 (NOT the best opener for our sweetie :) )<br><br><strong>The massive limb whizzes past your head and speckles of foul ichor dot your fur from the near miss</strong><br><br>Arianna - <br><br><strong>The beast howls at you, it's putrid breath strong over the last few feet between you as it paws at the earth.&nbsp; You managed to deflect it slightly as the monster shifts it's lumbering bulk to bring <em>both</em> you and Sara into range of it's claws.</strong><br><br>Misc - <br><br>The trailer beast will enter range of both Arianna and Sara in it's next turn.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 07:55:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara takes her combatform too now. She trusts Arianna to fend off the dogs. It should be easy for her to charge through the fidgeting arms and assault the creature directly. Since she wasn't that good with fighting she had to deal with this quick and fast, just like her nature.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 20:00:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The howling dogs continue to circle and nip at Sara but also spread their net to include Arianna, seeking to drive both women into the huge spirits waiting and gnashing teeth.&nbsp; Calvin continues to bite and claw at the massive creature with seeming little effect as he see's a dark shape swinging towards him out of the corner of his eyes.&nbsp; Turning slightly he realizes with morbid fascination that the 'pack leader' is actually just like the small boy, attached by a thick black tendril to the base of the Trailer Spirit's body.&nbsp; The 'tail' of the beast lashes out, the snarling dog's hungry teeth seeking to latch onto furred flesh.<br><br><strong>Game Mechanics - </strong><br><br>Sara and Arianna - the pack inflicts 1 level of lethal damage (don't forget to soak!) and -1 distraction penalty.<br><br>Calvin - <br><br>Roll Result: mdazfrench rolled: 4d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: power4 Bite(Attempt to latch on)<br>Result: 10, 7, 8, 4, 9<br>For: 1, 0, 1, 0, 1<br>Total: 3 <br><br>Total Damage: 1 (Go ahead and soak Calvin)<br><br><strong>The 'tail's' teeth sink into your fur, seeking to rip and rend as it's spidery limbs wrap around your shoulders.</strong><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 04:09:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arianna winces and growls low at the nip swinging back at them, her full intentions on keep their focus on her and away from Sara. If she happened to take out a few along the way, all the better. Fury Fang swung low and up as she attacked. <br><br><hr>Roll Result: Josietta rolled: 10d10, extra dice at 10<br>Second Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Power 1 Combat 4 War Form 3 Fury Fang 3 - 1 for distractions 10 attack dice<br>Result: 2, 2, 10, 1, 3, 5, 8, 9, 5, 2, 7,<br>For: 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0,<br><strong>Total: 3 suxx <br></strong><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>22-10-2008, 00:24:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Calvin would yelp as he turned his head slightly seeing pack leader coming after him.&nbsp; He would snarl low in his throat as he tried to swipe at the creature that was harming him.&nbsp; He growled low in his throat as he pulled back a clawed hand as he wanted to tear the thing from his backside.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 3d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: strength3 Combat Roll<br>Result: 6, 6, 1, <br>For: 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 0<br>(whiffs) lol
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 05:27:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The monster roared in triumph as it finally reached Arianna and Sara, raising it's tree trunk thick arm to swipe at both of them, it's low swing knocking up huge clods of dirt as it bears down on the pair.<br><br><strong>Game Mechanics</strong><br><br>Roll Result: mdazfrench rolled: 4d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 7<br>Comment: power4 Combat Roll<br>Result: 10, 8, 3, 7, 9<br>For: 1, 1, 0, 1, 1<br>Total: 4<br><br>Arianna and Sara:&nbsp; Roll soak vs 7 lethal.<br><br>Calvin:&nbsp; Roll to see if you manage to maintain your balance on the monster's back.&nbsp; Standard difficulty (he's not really trying to buck you off)<br><br>((Sorry this took so long.&nbsp; Midterms were this week and I got <em>swamped</em>.&nbsp; I'll be able to keep up on it now :) ))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 06:05:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((I posted in the ooc thread about soak but i thought GTri said there is no soak in the nWoD?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mdazfrench</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 08:32:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((I stand corrected after talking with the big G.&nbsp; There is no soak.&nbsp; Sorry, I'm still used to the previous edition of WoD :( ))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 00:10:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: Dragoondawg25 rolled: 4d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: athletics balance roll<br>Result: 10, 7, 7, 1, 2, <br>For: 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 1<br><br>Calvin barely is able to keep his balance as he tries to hang on for dear life while dealing with the monkey on his back persay.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magnamos</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 17:39:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara aims to assist Calvin by going for the werid puppett. She dodges a few of the dogs and charges for the Trailermonster.<br><br>Roll Result: magnamos rolled: 3d10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment:<br>Result: 7, 6, 8,<br>For: 1, 0, 0,<br>Total: 1<br><br>( I used my athletics and additional skill point for finding the dice count. If I did something wrong, please tell me)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 06:22:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong> ((sooo whats going on here? are we on hold or what?)) </strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: The town of Forsaken Ridge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 07:54:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(waiting on madfrenzh i guess)
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