Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)
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				Title: <strong>Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-11-2012, 07:00:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name;</strong><br><strong>Time;</strong>&nbsp; (Some enemies only appear at night, same with NPCs.&nbsp; It's important this is kept track of along with location.)<br><strong>Location;</strong><br><strong>Tagged;</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong>&nbsp; (Self explanatory I'm sure.)<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong>&nbsp; (0-100&nbsp; The greater this number, the more tainted and corrupted you are.)<br><strong>Lust;</strong>&nbsp; (The higher this is, the easier it'll be for some attacks that are sexual in nature to be effective.&nbsp; Reach 100 and it's game over for you....for a little bit.&nbsp; :D)<br><strong>Fatigue;</strong>&nbsp; (Overexert yourself by tasks such as working out, giant moves that use a lot of energy, (physical in nature only,) and this will increase.)<br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; (GM given, dispensed amongst yourselves.&nbsp; It can take the form of weapons, armor, potions, and more.)<br><strong>Equipment;</strong>&nbsp; (What you're currently using.&nbsp; Be sure to update if you make any changes to your stuff.)<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; (As discussed before, each transformation gives you a different physical appearance in some form or another.&nbsp; ALL of them must be listed and kept track of.)<br><strong>Advantages;</strong>&nbsp; (Related to what your transformations give you advantage wise.&nbsp; GM controlled in any event.)<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>&nbsp; (Same as above.&nbsp; Some transformations can and will have a downside.)</div></div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name;[/b]<br>[b]Time;[/b]<br>[b]Location;[/b]<br>[b]Tagged;[/b]<br><br>[spoiler= Character Status][b]Gem Count;[/b]<br>[b]Corruption Level;[/b]<br>[b]Lust;[/b]<br>[b]Fatigue;[/b]<br>[b]Loot;[/b]&nbsp; <br>[b]Equipment;[/b]<br>[b]Transformations;[/b]&nbsp; <br>[b]Advantages;[/b]<br>[b]Disadvantages;[/b][/spoiler]</code></pre><br>http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/Holeypaladin/Continentmap-1.jpg (http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/Holeypaladin/Continentmap-1.jpg)&nbsp; (Map of our world and that of the 'demons'.)<br><br>((A little theme music because theme music is cool.&nbsp; :D))<br>TES V Skyrim Main theme - OST soundtrack - DRAGONBORN [HD] (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVVXNDv8rY0#ws)<br><br><div align="center">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs31/f/2008/207/6/3/Magic_Portal_by_Nightcross.png)</div><br>All of the gathered Champions across the continent of Gaia, from the dark forest homes of the Dark Elves far to the east and north, to the dwarven kingdoms that reside underneath the portal itself, to the Whitewater Alliance of countries, and farther still all have one thing in common.&nbsp; Once a year, every year, they are asked to help fight back the corrupted taint that comes out of the single gate that resides on top of the mountain pass, at the end of the Path of the Wanderers.&nbsp; Every year the call is heard, every year dozens of young men and women of all races gather in common cause to protect their world from the evil corruption that has by all accounts seems to have taken over the world of the demons as it's commonly called by those of Gaia.&nbsp; That is of course not it's real name, but very little information is known about the land beyond the blue gateway, and the few people that have ever returned from the other side are never the same, nor are they willing to talk about what it is they saw there, what they experienced personally.&nbsp; Whatever it is that is so bad about that other world, the call has yet to be ignored by any village, town, or city across the continent, and by the Gods they are not about to start now.&nbsp; Carrying whatever supplies you could carry, you gather at the ruins around the gate itself, in a massive and formerly well kept stone temple of some kind.&nbsp; The weather and time has done considerable damage to the otherwise impressive stonework around you, but a quick look around reveals that it had once been quite grandiose once upon a time.<br><br>Stone columns, or what remains of them line the walk up to the portal itself, the mountain plateau ringed in by the walls of the mountain itself, allowing only one way in or out of the portal grounds which was the path that you left behind not so long ago.&nbsp; What had once been a grand highway of stone and mortar is cracked and falling about, just like the rest of the temple grounds themselves where plants even this high up as you are, have taken hold and are not about to let go anytime soon.&nbsp; Despite how cold it is up here, a stray warm breeze can be felt ahead of you as the crowd slowly approaches the gate, very aware of what they are potentially getting into, and while some are not there by choice, having been given a chance at freedom if you but help save the world once again, no one can ignore the sense of tension and trepidation that hangs thick in the air.&nbsp; Regardless, there is no backing out now.&nbsp; It is early morning in the early summer, and while some have wondered if the cycle will ever be broken and that all of their sacrifices to date will ever make a difference for the better, the people in general are too afraid to not send people like you to try lest they find out they made a horrible mistake in giving up the fight.&nbsp; So here you stand as countless others have before you, the fate of two worlds quite possibly resting on your shoulders.&nbsp; <br><br>No pressure.<br><br>Once you have finally crossed through the gateway, the trip itself nearly instantaneous, you stand once more perhaps slightly woozy but otherwise no worse for wear.&nbsp; The sun is still in the same spot you saw it before, marking the day as early morning, but instead of the clear blue sky you had left behind, the sky here is blood red with what passes for clouds here seems more to be black smoke clouds instead of the white fluffy variants you had so grown used to.&nbsp; The rumors about this world being a dark mirror of your own seems to hold true after all.&nbsp; Besides the startling color of the sky, you also immediately notice that the portal and temple grounds are in far better shape on this side than they were back home.&nbsp; What was once in ruins is now as if time had never touched the place, giving a very good defensible position if the situation ever required it.&nbsp; Speaking of defense, the sounds of fighting can be heard already as a small horde of goblins, green skinned weaklings in general despite often carrying poisonous liquids in little vials and other similarly alchemical surprises, and imps, small and simple demons of lust flutter about a wooden makeshift fort where a group of veteran soldiers across the board reside, easily dispatching them despite taking some minor injuries along the way.&nbsp; "HOLD THE LINE YOU MAGGOTS!&nbsp; WE GOT CHAMPIONS COMING IN!"&nbsp; A very loud and boisterous voice calls from the front of the line, and soon it's revealed it's a muscular centaur wielding two massive broadswords with ease, cleaving several enemies at once with each swing of his chosen weapons.<br><br>With the last of the small horde dispatched, the centaur commander, wearing full platemail on his human half of his body, sheathes his giant weapons and turns to the newcomers, a scowl of disdain plastered on his rugged face as he crosses his burly arms over his barrel shaped chest.&nbsp; The horse half of the centaur was chestnut brown through and through and despite being battle scarred in several places, especially around his chest area, the centaur looked to be quite capable and was not to be trifled with.&nbsp; The man half was just as strong appearing as his horse half, deep sea blue eyes showing far more intelligence than most people seemed to give him credit for yet they regarded the group with obvious displeasure despite the rather handsome face that they set within.&nbsp; "Every year they send weaklings here, and every year I have to wonder why they bother at all."&nbsp; The centaur sighed as he spoke to himself more than anyone in particular.&nbsp; "You'll have to forgive my rudeness, but as you can see for yourselves 'Champions', this is no place for weaklings.&nbsp; My advice?&nbsp; Go home and never return, but you never listen, and maybe that's for the best.&nbsp; I'm just a horseman that has dealt with this world's falling to darkness is all, what do I know right?"<br><br>He took a deep breath and calmed himself as best as he could, knowing that again he was being rude beyond what they deserved.&nbsp; "This old war horse has known nothing else for quite some time friends, and while I wish your elders would send more capable warriors, I am glad for the help, as is the rest of this world I'm sure.&nbsp; My name is Berial Landistar, commander of this line of defense and the welcoming committee to you lot every year for the last two decades.&nbsp; At any rate, the way down should be clear since goblins and imps rarely plan anything of length and besides that, they are quite easy to dispatch anyway.&nbsp; The fact that they hate each other's guts also helps a fair bit but when they see prey they tend to forget their old rivalries for a time.&nbsp; That was one of the largest group's I've seen to tell the truth.&nbsp; Things are bad down there but that's why you're here, to straighten things out.&nbsp; May the Gods be with you all, you're gonna need all the help you can get.&nbsp; I'd offer supplies but we're barely holding together as it is up here.&nbsp; Reinforcements are late coming as are our supplies.&nbsp; I'm hoping they're simply delayed."&nbsp; Without bothering to wait the centaur wandered off before any answer could be had or questions could be asked, leaving the group to disperse as they liked.&nbsp; This promised to be an adventure right out of the gate it seemed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>02-12-2012, 21:29:13</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Leaving her kin was the hardest thing she had ever done in her young life, they weren't just her friends, they where family, they where also the only thing she had ever known. Only the men folk ever left the caravan to trade with outsiders as the women had a reputation that would make interaction with other men.. difficult. Every day would be filled with sounds and kids running everywhere, wives scolding their husbands in public even over intimate matters like how he stumbled into their wagon to drunk to get it up, of course much to the amusement of other men who knew the poor sap would be in for hell for a few days. Every night they would gather around the fire, eat the dinner all the women had prepared together, sing songs, dance, tell tales of the past (most of them grossly exaggerated) and of course watch the kids play, the young couples try and court eachother in the midst of this insanity. But.. to everyone.. this was home. Every one of them would lay down their life for each other, and every woman was as well guarded by the men as if she was his own sister.<br><br>And now she was all alone in the wilderness, with only a small dagger and her magic to protect her. Of course it was a great honor to have been chosen and yet, she slowly turns to look back with a little sad tear in her eyes. "I will make you all proud.. may Mother Nature protect you all" she mumbles as she hikes her heavy backpack up higher, the pots and pans clanging against each other. Of course she wouldn't count on any of the other Champions could cook worth a damn, she had heard about outsiders food. So tasteless and bland, real food would set a fire in your belly and make the day afterwards and adventure!<br><br>As the ruined temple looms in front of her she finds her steps faltering and she stops to look at her reflection in a little still pond. Her long raven black hair tied up with a colorful ribbon, her multicolored many layered dress flowing around her body hiding her curves somewhat. The long trek clearly showing in her tired face but she steels herself for the last few steps and with one hand on her dagger and the first words of her shield spell in her mind she walks through the portal.<br><br>As she staggers out on the other side she collapses down on all four, the travel through the magical gate hitting her mental barriers like a hammerblow. She can feel the corruption swirling in the very air, this place is.. wrong! The sound of battle further reinforcing this to her as she desperately staggers up on her high heeled boots and just shakes her head at the insanity of it all. So much corruption everywhere, even the guardians carry it in them with their horse like bodies.<br><br>"charmed to meet you too" she mutters and turns to greet the other champions gathered.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> <br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 00:26:48</strong>
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				"Hey, so you're sure this will take me to the right place?" he asked looking at the portal with a little bit of distrust.&nbsp; "Well, I guess there's no other way, aye?" he laughed.<br><br>His excitement to finally enter that tainted realm was further enhanced by a need to escape from the father of a certain girl he'd met just a few days prior.&nbsp; A fair girl, young and voluptuous, he could hardly help himself.&nbsp; Of course she thought it was love, but he just couldn't be tied down, not with his need for adventure and excitement!&nbsp; So, naturally, he hurried along to the portal.&nbsp; The swirling pool of magic had only given him brief pause.&nbsp; As they say, fortune favors the bold.<br><br>He carried very little with him, he was sure he'd be able to scrounge together whatever he might need on the other side, or perhaps simply "borrow" some supplies from his fellow champions.&nbsp; With a bold stride he stepped into the portal.<br><br>It was dizzying and disorienting.&nbsp; Needless to say he didn't like the experience.&nbsp; Especially not the part where he exited the portal and landed flat on his face.<br><br>Clear, brilliantly blue eyes focused on the feet of the other Champion, following them up the legs to get an awkward look at the girl who had already gone through.&nbsp; With a flourish he hopped back up to his feet and offered her a courteous bow.&nbsp; "Madame," he said with a wry smirk.&nbsp; He listened to the irritating talk from the Centaur, rolling his eyes a bit when he was certain the larger horse-man wasn't looking.&nbsp; He didn't need his advice, after all, he'd been training for this his whole life!&nbsp; Well, perhaps <em>training</em> wasn't the right word.<br><br>If the faint buzz of corruption ever present in this land bothered him he hardly showed it.&nbsp; Instead he smiled to the fair gypsy and spoke in a husky tone, "I am Diego, and I must say that I'm honored to see such a fair creature in this horrible land upon my arrival."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 06:42:55</strong>
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				Robin stared at the portal as he made his way along toward it. His supplies were all he could muster togethor, lacking quite a bit in comforts and provisions. This didn't bother him however, for he'd brought the most important supply of all, a dozen copies of the Sacred Texts of Aquas. The rumours said the other world was very much like their own. Because of this, Robin was convinced their two realms could come to an understanding.<br><br>As the Champions began moving through the portal, Robin took a moment to adjust his collar, staring into the swirling distortion. That moment was all the hesitation he allowed himself however, as he confidantly strode through to the other side. <br><br>He expected some kind of disturbing transition from one world to another as his body was shifting somehow in a manner he did not understand, but the trip was over so quickly he almost thought he'd made some kind of mistake. The battle that met his eyes on the other side washed away any doubts quickly enough however. He stared at the creatures of the other world, the battle was a tragedy, for there was no sense in fighting, but it was Robin's first glimpse of the races that would hopefully become his new converts. <br><br>Robin expected this world to be different from his own, and so he took no notice of the corruption just yet, muffling the impression as just how this world was.<br><br>The voice of the centaur jarred him out of his revelry and he listened to his words, nodding, "It is true that many champions have come before us, but it is my belief that they did not use the right kind of strength. For surely no world would willingly yield before destructive force? I will be the first to admit that if that is what you measure the champion by I am weak. No... I hope to save this world through faith."<br><br>His attention focused solely on the centaur for the time being, Robin did not take notice of the other champions working up their nerve around him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 17:38:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn stepped through the portal with cool confidence, like she did all things. The transition was a bit mind boggling for her, but she didn't show it as she looked about with a dubious calm. This world was truly something else. The blood sky and black clouds were interesting to the eager elf, The imps and goblins were quite intriguing as well, but surely there would be greater foes... In all, the chocolate haired Elf looked nonchalant by what she seen so far. Ashlyn appreciated the chiseled torso of the horseman secretly, but frowned slightly at his words and fumed at his hasty departure. She glanced over at one of the male champions equiped appropriately if lightly, Diego, as he complimented another... champion? Though Nadia didn't look like a champion to her... nor did Robin, the male speaking at the retreating centaur. Looking towards Robin, "I fear Berial has no ear for us, friend. Too bad, for I had mind to humble him for his slights. I am no weakling and won't suffer his disdain any longer." Ashlyn stated as a matter of fact. Ashlyn's green eyes still looked curiously at the would be champion who admitted his own weakness. It was no wonder Berial thought they all weak. "You believe you can really get demons to follow your <em>human</em> gods. You haven't even brought a weapon with you should they assail you. Isn't that a bit naive, young one?" Ash questioned in a condescending tone, her own glaive seemingly glimmering brighter just so Robin could take more notice of her own weapon in this tainted world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 19:08:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>all <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>As the second person to make it through stumbles and falls before her she can't help but giggle, hiding her mouth behind a hand while her eyes sparkle with mirth. Her cheeks taking on a red hue as the blush creeps up and she feels the need to hide when he calls her fair. She wonders to herself why, she has always had men and women chase her for her good looks... perhaps it was something in this tainted place. She makes a note to research this at a later date but now her attention is shifted to the other two who steps fourth through the swirling portal. A priest.. just her luck! No doubt going to be giving her sermons on the wickedness of her peoples ways, true her people are well known for being very open about sexuality and almost all of them thought that same sex relationships where just as healthy as male female couplings. And the women did have quite the reputation as .. well.. having a healthy appetite.<br><br>Of course she herself had sworn off such things but how to explain that to a stranger! To even talk about such things to non kin made her rather uncomfortable and she really hopes he wont turn out to be one of those that try and push his faith onto others.<br><br>Now the elf... she seemed rather strong of opinion but judging by that wicked looking weapon she probably could back it up. And secretly she was relieved to see someone who looked like they could handle themselves in a fight. Goddess knows she herself is.. well rather pathetic in that sense and if the initial fight here is any indication she needs to start training and start training hard.<br><br>"Hello, I am Nadia Lyubitshka a healer by trade." her voice soft and melodic and she puts on her best smile wanting the initial meeting between them to go well. "so while I may not be a fierce fighter like you I do hope I wont be a burden in a fight." she holds up her many ringed fingers and slowly lets the healing magic swirl around them to show what she means. "Also I am a good cook and can soothe your trouble souls with a good song or dance as is the way of my people as you all no doubt have heard."<br><br>She was a bit intimidated by the armoured elf and she has to admit to herself she did her little presentation to try and balk up some courage in the sight of that wicked weapon. And she shifts a little from foot to foot, the heavy pack really starting to dig into her slender shoulders. "Do you all think more will come? I have this strange feeling that someone is missing, but I cant explain it."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> <br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 23:07:04</strong>
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				Robin expected his opinion would not be universally accepted, but seeing it so fiercely in the elf still shook him slightly. The Faith in Aquas was strong, and being among strangers was still new to him. He knew that not everyone was of the faith, but he'd never had to personally deal with non believers before.<br><br>Still, adjusting his collar slightly,he steeled himself towards Ashlyn, "Demons you call them? I have seen nothing from those who've assailed this small fort to damn the creatures of this realm with such an accusation of our own culture. In fact, they seemed similar enough to the inhabitants of our own world. Any being with a soul can be tought the virtues with the proper education, and it is much easier to teach friends than foes. I do not need a weapon, for I come here as a missionary, not an invader. The worst that can happen is they will kill me, but I will have died in service to my god."<br><br>Robin glances back to the portal after Nadia introduces herself for a moment wondering about the other champions himself, "There were several champions this year, although I do not know if we will all travel togethor, may the Gods watch over the souls of those who go off on their own. I am Father Robin Goodman, from Aquas."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 23:43:15</strong>
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				Jasper was occupied with two thoughts - what exactly where they going to face and why the people around here spoke so pompously. He was well educated, for his age - remarkably so, and it was the sole reason, apart from his hunger of adventures, for which he was on the other side of this gate. Yet "such accusations of their own culture" rubbed him the wrong way.<br><br>"I wonder if you would be as kind as to change the discourse of your enchanting conversation a bit, dear sirs and ma'ams, and you, Father, but I was thinking if it would be more rational for us to start with maps of this place and what have the scouts detected the previous days. First things first, so to say." He gave a sarcastic grin to accent on his annoyance and pulled a bit the straps of his backpack, one of his own design - external frame, which held a spare case of arrows for his crossbow, adjusting straps, going over his shoulders and across the chest, well-impregnated canvas and the option to attach a second piece of fabric, to turn it into a semi-comfortable sleep sack. Everything he had brought with him, except for the repeating crossbow itself, was lying in that backpack.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 00:17:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name;</strong>&nbsp; Berial Landistar<br><strong>Time;</strong>&nbsp; Early morning.&nbsp; 7;00 AM.&nbsp; (No one would know the exact time most likely.)<br><strong>Location;</strong>&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br><strong>Tagged;</strong>&nbsp; Everyone within earshot.<br><br>He was about to walk away from the foolish 'Champions' but his ears caught wind of something that made Berial stop in mid step.&nbsp; He turned his human body and his head to all but look over his own back in a sense before turning the rest of himself about to face the group again.&nbsp; Were they really that idiotic?&nbsp; "Do you seriously believe your foolish endeavors through FAITH will help you?!&nbsp; Take a good damn long look, preacher."&nbsp; Berial shouted as he picked up one of the slain imps and tossed it at Robin's feet.&nbsp; If the perpetual hard on it had wasn't enough to go by, the smell of the twisted little demonic creature was most likely more than enough proof to say that there was no hope for the thing to ever recover beyond its physical deformities of course.&nbsp; "That is a good example of just how bad things have gotten, and it's not getting better even with you fools coming here every year to try to turn the tide.&nbsp; That demon doesn't care if you're a man or a woman or something else entirely.&nbsp; It will subdue you, then it will try to rape you, and if you're lucky you'll be unconscious to care too much about it.&nbsp; They have no reason other than their own instinctual need to propagate their kind as well as the taint that has twisted them so.&nbsp; The people however that are here, that have somehow found a way to live with what this world does to them, they might listen, but they'll tell you the same thing I'm about to tell you.&nbsp; Pick up a fucking weapon, and learn how to fucking use it lest you want to end up the one fucked."<br><br>Berial turned his gaze next upon Nadia, then Ashlyn before sweeping over Diego next.&nbsp; "You'd be wise to follow this one's example.&nbsp; He is no fool, and neither is the elf you've brought with you, but I will say this knife ears, you have earned the slights for being damned fools for coming here ill equipped as it were.&nbsp; You think you're safe behind your living ironwood armor?&nbsp; HAH!&nbsp; I've seen full platemail individuals come through that gate and when I've been allowed to return home, I've heard of those same people ending up caught in a tentacle beast's tendrils.&nbsp; So go ahead and boast all you like.&nbsp; When you prove through your actions that you can handle yourself, then I'll consider apologizing, but until then, shut up knife ears and let the experienced warriors do their job."&nbsp; Berial countered to the elf, having heard her all too well as he put a hand to one of his swords.&nbsp; He was silently daring her to make a move and see where it got her.&nbsp; He wasn't a soldier out here in the front lines for nothing.&nbsp; "Now if there's nothing else that you plan to waste my time with, it seems your gear head here has the right of it.&nbsp; David!&nbsp; Get these kids one of our spare maps!"&nbsp; The centaur shouted to one of his men who stood up straight and walked off, revealing that he had a bushy black dog tail trailing out behind him wherever he walked, but otherwise he seemed completely human.&nbsp; He returned a short moment later and handed Jasper a rolled up and sizable map of the world they were now in.&nbsp; "Just follow the Path of the Wanderers down and you'll get out of these mountains.&nbsp; Good luck, you're going to need it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 01:47:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>She just rolls her eyes at the comments and sits down on the ground in a corner, letting her magical senses swell out trying to make sense of the swirling clouds of corruption welling up all over. Letting the menfolk and the elf do all the talking and decision making as is her way. Men make the big calls, while women tend to the household, it is the easiest way of things. After all makes the men feel like they are useful for something. A little idea comes to her and she puts her pack aside and heads out among the soldiers, seeking out those that are wounded and puts her hands on them and wills her own soul to seep through her fingers and into the wounds to knit them up without any pain and discomfort. She senses how each use of magic leaves her a little bit more vulnerable to the corruption and she bites thoughtfully on her lower lip.<br><br>"interesting, I follow my calling and damn myself.. or I dont.. and.. damn myself.. thank you.. eh.. sir.. centaur" she mumbles and then quickly averts her eyes at the rather lewd look she got as him being so much taller can easily look down into her cleavage. She desperately hopes that wasnt his.. member.. she saw twitching underneath him and she hurries away with a furiously blushing face to where the group is gathered.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> <br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 02:43:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>"Ah!&nbsp; Nadia," he says her name softly after she introduces herself finally.&nbsp; He sweeps in to take her hand and places a delicate kiss on the back.&nbsp; "Enchanted," he tells her with a wink.<br><br>He straightens his posture and dusts himself off a little more while looking to the others that come through the portal.&nbsp; He had to say that the Priest was probably the funniest out of the group, but he couldn't help but admire his courage.&nbsp; The bookish guy near the tail end of the group was also somewhat amusing.&nbsp; Very serious minded, he wondered how long that would last, hopefully not that long, otherwise he'd be <em>so boring</em> to be around.&nbsp; Maybe Diego could loosen him up a bit...<br><br>And of course the warrior Elf Woman.<br><br>"Ah, ya look like you've seen a fair share of battles, me darlin'," he smiled to Ashlynn, "I look forward t' seein' ya in action!"<br><br>The Centaur fellow reminded him of many others he'd run into in the past.&nbsp; No sense of fun or adventure, not a playful or interesting bone in their whole body (or outside it).&nbsp; He'd mostly already decided not to listen to anything the Centaur said, but when he was complimented for being so well prepared for this place he couldn't help but smile and look over at the others, offering something of a "I know, I'm amazing I can't help it" shrug and grin.&nbsp; Of course tossing the imp in their direction was kind of rude, but he chuckled slightly just the same.&nbsp; Inwardly he pretended that the Imp's name might have been Vergil.<br><br>He watched Nadia disappear as the other member of the camp was digging around to find a map for them.&nbsp; He'd let someone else deal with the map, wandering aimlessly always worked out for him after all.&nbsp; When Nadia returned he smiled and waved to her.<br><br>"Inspectin' the men?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 03:05:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Diego&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>"Inspectin' the men?"<br><br>her face already a deep red when she hears those words she wonders if it is possible to die of embarrassment. "well, eh. they where hurt.. and. well.. I was just touching.. I mean.. I had to lay my hands on their members.. eh.. hides!!! I wasnt looking at those growing co.. wounds! I mean I was looking at the wounds! Nothing else!!! I wasn't staring! Really!" She realizes she is actually sweating and turns to try and drink some water, her hands shaking like mad.<br><br>Shaking her head and tries to desperately get the image of the centaur out of her mind and suddenly finds herself peeking through the thick bangs to try and find him again and she gives herself a firm mental slap to wake out of it.<br><br>"right.. map.. yes.. good call, they show the way to.. things.. places.. good call.. eh.. thinking guy" her mind totally not working at the moment.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> <br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 05:50:16</strong>
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				Name;&nbsp; Robin Goodman<br>Time;&nbsp; Early morning. <br>Location;&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; All<br><br>Robin gave the... rather lewd creature little notice, the Imp certainly did seem to be suffering from some... unfortunate physical disabilities that would influence its behaviour, but as base as the matter was, it was a similarity with his own race, and only encouraged his beliefs.<br><br>Robin turned to look at Jasper after he'd made his suggestion and the maps were brought over, smiling to him, "What a good idea. The landscape of this world seems very similar to our own, but I know nothing of where the nearest settlements might be." Glancing around for a moment more before adding, "Or what provisions we might be able to scavenge from the surroundings on our travels."<br><br>Looking the map over carefully after it's arrived, "It's clear we'll have to take the same path down the mountain we took up it in our own world, but where do we go from there?" He looked to Jasper, eager for his input on the matter as Jasper seemed the most thoughtful of the champions so far.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 08:19:47</strong>
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				Name;&nbsp; Jasper Howe<br>Time;&nbsp; Early morning.<br>Location;&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; All<br><br>"Ew, burry the thing or burn it's carcass somewhere!" Jasper wasn't queasy about dead bodies, he had come here to make a few, after all, but he had a problem with this kind of attitude towards him. He went with that David guy to get a map, looking around the fort, as they walked, then almost immediately went back to unroll the thick vellum in front of the others. The fact that the two worlds shared basically the same geography was neat, but with him having just passing knowledge about most of the continent and the radically different "attitudes" of the people in the two places, that was a bit of an overrated bonus. <br><br>"How the hell should I know?" Answered the young engineer, without taking eyes from the map and without paying much attention to what else was happening around him. It wasn't that he needed it that much at that moment, but it helped him to concentrate his thoughts. "Just take care about going down that path for now. It's in the fucking mountain, they can fly, we cannot and you can guess it from there... Landistar, which of your people have last travelled down that path? Or gotten the farthest?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 10:35:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn's attractive facial features are marred by a deep frown as the centaur continued to disrespect her unjustly and with little logic. And he might could do that to these other... weaker champions. But she was a true warrior and would not allow this old fool talk anyway he pleased with her just because he had no hope. Ashlyn had seen his silent challenge as he grasped his sword hilt as well. Daring her, as if she were afraid. Stepping over the dead imp and its' impressive dong, she called to Berial. "Listen hear you bitter mule! I am Lairelithoniel, Ashlyn in this tongue, and you will address me as such!" She commanded, emerald eyes flashing "All who pass through the portal deserve respect for willingly coming to this cursed world seeking to aid it. Not berated for failings they've not achieved. Now you shall watch your tongue, Berial, or I shall have it!" Ashlyn threatened as she twirled her glaive behind her before resting it on the small of her back. She then waited patiently to see wether the jack-asstaur would insist on belittling her, or be civil and answer the question of the champion with the map.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 00:47:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Alright!&nbsp; We were off to such a great start, being insulted by the apparent leader of the fort, having dead imps that could theoretically be named Vergil thrown at them, and now the lovely elf girl was going to get into a tussle with the Centaur.<br><br>"<em>The</em> Ashlyn Lairelithoniel?" he says with surprise at hearing her name, moving up in front of her quickly to offer a bow.&nbsp; "The tales of yer radiance do you no justice, m'lady!&nbsp; More beautiful in yer armor than th' royalty I've seen in their fancy gowns!"&nbsp; His sapphire eyes gleamed up into her own as he flashed a roguish smile.&nbsp; Of course he'd never heard of her before, but that was only a minor detail.<br><br>"I've heard yer spear likened to a ray of the sun, piercing through the clouds ov'r head!&nbsp; It's such a priv'ledge t' be able to face this tainted land with you!"<br><br>He leaned in to whisper conspiratorially to her, "I'm sure this rude horse-man isn't worth the trouble, b'sides there's so much more out there waitin' for us to fight, best keep our strength for the real battles, the actually difficult challenges..."<br><br>So maybe the Rogue wasn't <em>all</em> bad...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katra Alexion</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 08:51:59</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <em>Erika</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>Early Morning</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Portal Fort</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Everyone</em><br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f2/Erika_Autumnvale.jpg) Leaning against the entrance of the fort, Erika heard everything that was said. Wiping the blood from her short-sword she re-sheathed the blade at her side and turned her attention to the gathering group of would be Champions. From the shadows of her plain woolen cloak, pale wintery green eyes momentarily turned from the new comers to Berial. The Horseman had been just as gruff with her when she first came through the portal a few days back. The difference between her and those that she arrived with and this group was that she hadn't let the Centaur's harsh words perturb her and rather continue on with the group she had come with she had opted to stay at the fort for a short while to learn what she could about what was going on and to pick at what Berial knew about the dangers she was likely to face. The not too long ago attack on the fort by the small horde of goblins had been her first of battle in these lands.<br><br>Perhaps she had earned a glimmer of respect from the old warhorse as during their conversations Erika had maintained a calm inquisitive demeanor, never taking offense if he came off overly harsh in his speech. In fact she could very well understand the old warhorse's frustration with their world continuously sending inexperienced greenhorns, talented as they might have been back in their world, they would find themselves woefully unprepared for the trails ahead from everything she had heard from the occupants of the fort.&nbsp; Reassessing what she had learned the half-elven ranger made some adjustments to what equipment and gear she had, even went procured herself a young riding bird for her travels even though at the moment Windstrider was to young to be ridden, she was certainly strong enough to help carry any additional things they might need.<br><br>As things stood now Berial and the impetuous elven woman identified as Ashlyn would come to blows sooner rather than later. Walking over with a sure, inherently graceful stride Erika laid what is meant to be a calming hand upon Berial's forearm. Her voice as ever was soft and calming. "Peace, Sir Berial. I apologize for the poor words of my fellow Champions. Heed not what is said in foolishness and haste as I beg your pardon for their ignorance. Few if any of the previous Champions ever make it back alive to our world to tell us about yours and thus leaving many inadequately prepared for the trails ahead."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level:</strong><br><strong>Loot:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment:</strong> <br><span class="bbc_u">Small Back Pack</span><br>x1Changes of Clothes<br>Personal Basics: <em>Spoon, fork and cup - flint and steel, a bit of soap and a towel along a brush and comb</em><br>Small wineskin (1 gal.)<br>Rope (10 yards, supports 300 lbs)<br>Whetstone<br>Sleeping Bag (for freezing temperatures)<br>Blanket (heavy wool)<br>Shovel (6lbs)<br>Small Pouch: 4 days traveling rations<br><strong>Transformations:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages:</strong><br><strong>Disadvantages:</strong></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 18:50:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn smiled queerly at the blue eyed rogue who stepped before her. Surely he hasn't really heard of her? She hasn't accomplished anything major in their own world yet... but it was possible if he went to the right town nonetheless. She shifted her stance slightly to emphasize her figure when he mentioned how beautiful she looked in her armor, Ash did love the way it was so form fitting. Diego was right however, in that she shouldn't waste her energy on the disgruntled centaur. Her jade eyes took in his toned core and arms, clearly one who can use the weapons he held. If he could shrug of the insults, so could she... this time. Her eyes left the raven haired rogue and landed on the ash haired Elf... half elf.<br><br>"My words were naught the imprudent or ignorant ones, love child. I don't see how you could think they were so." she drawled out in her haughty tone. But still, Ash could see the girl was trying to calm Berial down, as Diego did for herself. Perhaps she didn't mean them? "Regardless, shall we consult the map with our fellowship?" Ash suggested, motioning towards Jasper, Nadia and Robin. She walked towards the others, after motioning Diego and the half-elf to follow her, and peered at the map.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 01:50:08</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Time: Early Morning<br>Location: Fort protecting the portal<br>Tagged: Everyone<br><br>Lin-Xhao shakes his head softly to himself as he watches the others argue from atop the fort wall, his grip tightening slightly around his simple white wax wood staff. "Such anger, and we have only just arrived." he sighs. None of them would last long here without self-discipline. And really, did none of them have the training to look upwards when gathering their surroundings? He had gone completely unnoticed, and he was wearing an orange robe! He had arrived several hours early in hopes of meeting with the local guards, but the attack had removed any chance of that prior to now. "This is why none of the order have seen fit to send any of our number here for generations. If we can not stand together, we likely will not stand at all." he mutters to himself as he starts down the stairs back to the ground, his steps light despite the slight burden of his meager belongings in a bundle upon his back.<br><br>Once within easy earshot of the others, he waits for them to finish with the map, and then makes himself known. "Greetings fellow newcomers." he says with a polite bow. "I am initiate Lin-Xhao, of the northern mountains monastery. Might I request a gathering before we set out? I feel it would be wise to share knowledge of personal specialties and resources. Knowing who is capable of what can only smooth our path."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 05:09:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>He peered around the others from behind trying to get a look at the map--though he didn't mind taking a good look at the rear of the elves and the human gypsy.&nbsp; He couldn't really make heads or tails of the map anyway, and suspected that at least one of the others would plan out where it was they were going to head off to.&nbsp; So instead of bothering himself with little lines on a piece of paper he looked around to survey the fort for the first time.&nbsp; They were in pretty piss-poor condition all-in-all, though they had supplies here and there and something that looked like a merchant not too far away...&nbsp; He put a hand into the pocket containing his "good riddance" gift and wondered what the fellow may have for sale.<br><br>His attention had already shifted quickly to Lin-Xhao as he approached the others, he gave the other man a quick appraisal and quickly deduced that he was probably just as stuffy as the Centaur was.&nbsp; When the fellow had finally opened his mouth his suspicions were confirmed.&nbsp; Oh well, less competition for him!<br><br>"Mornin' buddy, yer here t' join our merry crew too?&nbsp; Gatherin'?&nbsp; Sure, is there some place to get a drink 'round here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 05:35:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>As the newcomer introduces himself Nadia walks over to greet him as well, "Nadia Lyubitshka at your service" she say with her soft melodic voice. She takes a peek at the map and shakes her head, she never could get her head around those things so she leaves that to the others and instead takes a long look at each person in the group trying to gauge their strengths and weaknesses. She just rolls her eyes as Diego mentions drinks, the suave rogue sure made an impression and she finds herself sneaking a look at his firm behind when no one is looking.<br><br>"You menfolk do what needs to be done, I will be over here looking pretty." she teases and flicks her long dark hair as she walks over to look out across the wilderness before them, extending her magical senses again to try and get a good feel for the area.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dorian Grandale</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 05:47:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Celedian.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Celedian<br><strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Approaching the fort..<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone looking out, and up.<br><br>'I hope I'm not too late..' he thought, pulling out a small mirror to signal the wall guards he was not an enemy. He had forgotten that a few times, had gotten pelted with arrows for his lack of care. This would not be such a time, he thought, masking sure at least one of the guards was dazzled by the mirror's beam. He smiled at that, as he passed over the wall, into the fort proper. He was a bit surprised, as he saw what he thought was, someone wearing stark orange?<br><br>He flared his wings, slowing down for a landing in the middle of the fort's courtyard. His wings folded and tucked gracefully upon his back once he was on the ground. Putting the small mirror away, he turned to regard the new champion group, for they could be nothing else. Everyone else in the fort was covered in dirt, dust and blood, and they were relatively clean. Meant to him, they had not been here long. <br><br>He advanced a few steps toward the group, gathered around the man with the map, which he assumed was their leader. "Zhatei, atra ahkeri..." he said, then caught himself. "My apologies." he said, switching languages. "Greetings and welcome, fellow champions." he added, bowing a bit. "I am Celedian Atl Drawniard, and if you allow it, your guide into the local area." he said, noting the group's composition. "I do not presume to know everything, but I can at least steer you away from the areas of greatest danger."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 08:03:15</strong>
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				Name;&nbsp; Jasper Howe<br>Time;&nbsp; Early morning.<br>Location;&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br>Tagged;&nbsp; All<br><br>"OK... At least things come quickly here. You ask for a flying scout - you get it." Jasper muttered, wondering if he could chase the crowd that have gathered around him a bit. He didn't like crowds. At all. Even if they contained suggestively dressed females. Especially when he tried to think and somehow the priest have already tried to leave thinking on him. He unfolded the map a bit more, giving those who stood closest a suggestive elbow and looked again at the flying man. He did gave the impression that he had been around here for a while.<br><br>"Missed your name. Sorry. I'm Jasper Howe. Two questions. OK. Three - is there another way down? Where are the chokepoints and what is the enemy in terms of numbers... and shapes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 15:26:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>After peering at the continent on the map that looked just like her own geographically, Ashlyn looked away with a grimace. She knew the layout of the continent well enough, and town names and landmarks of this world wouldn't tell her anything. It was then that the monk in orange garb choose to make his way to the group. The elf smirks as a breeze catches her dark brown hair upon hearing the monks question. After Nadia introduces herself to Lin and Diego mentioned drinks, Ashlyn spoke up. "You've been watching us, have you naught? I would of thought it plain what each of us are capable of." she said as if it was strange Lin asked. "It is plain Diego and I are warriors, yes? And Nadia tended some of the soldiers earlier with spells, a healer."<br><br>Then she looked towards Jasper and Robin, before she could speak though a half man... half dragon landed near them. An interesting creature indeed. After he introduced himself, Jasper immediately began asking the dragon-morph a few question. "Shapes? You mean... euh... capabilities, yes?" The elven woman corrected Jasper curiously. She didn't know what their shape had to do with anything... but perhaps she didn't know this language well enough. Ashlyn looked like she was about to ask her own questions, but waits patiently for Celedian to answer Jasper first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 16:27:50</strong>
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				"Either. Form follows function. Usually. Flying things have wings. " Jasper replied shortly, but smiled. At least someone listened what he said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 17:41:12</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Location: Portal Fort, private corner<br>Tagged: Lairelithoniel Lithônion, any eavesdroppers<br><br>Lin moves a bit further from the rest of the group and closer to Ashlyn. No need for the conversations to overlap any more than they had already. "Well yes, I can see what each of you seems to be, but there are often hidden depths to things. Take myself for an example. Clearly I am a monk, but could you tell just from the way I look and a minute of observation that I practice the art of weapon repair?" He then gestures to Celedian. "And what of our new scout? Is a scout all he is? Perhaps he is a master tactician, or a mystic demolitions expert, or a stonemason skilled in the art of building defenses, or even a tailor... Though admittedly that last one is unlikely, else he would probably be wearing a shirt of some sort." he admits. "And I mentioned resources as well, did I not? For example, I have brought a calming incense with me. Burning a stick as we rest will help ensure a restful sleep, rather than a restless one from the stress of the day."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 18:45:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Nadia is quite taken back when the flying man lands and she shields her eyes as debris swirls from the backdraft from his wings, she looks around at the centaurs but they seem to accept him so he must be one of the good guys. A guide, well that is helpful in deed since none of them have ANY clue what is out there. She feels much better about the whole thing already and she slowly circles the winged man looking at him curiously, finding it curious how he folded his wings like that and hopes to have him show her in more detail at another point. As the monk speaks up, what was his name again she cant remember, she looks over at him and shakes her head.<br><br>"Smell doesnt make you sleep well, a good hearty meal and some song and dance is all you need monk. And I can provide both. But you make a good point, and I for one am rather interested in what our guide here can suggest for us since we are all new to these parts"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dorian Grandale</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 19:32:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Celedian.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Celedian<br><strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fort's courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All present<br><br>He scratched idly under the harness he was wearing, which held his small pack, as well as his staff. He nodded some at the map holder, who introduced himself as Jasper. "Indeed, I can help with that." He grinned a bit, but as he was about to continue, one of the elves spoke up, seemingly confused with the human's strange word use. Once she had spoke, he directed his attention back to Jasper. "To answer your question, the biggest threat you will have coming down the mountain, is a small goblin cave. I have not seen anything bigger down the pass, though many creatures here move rather quickly."<br><br>He then caught what the monk had said about him. He was rather amused at some of the 'possible' skills he might have, the last being rightly unlikely. "And you would be correct, sir. Though the reason I wear no shirt, is because of these." he said, pointing to one of his wings, wiggling slightly for emphasis.<br><br>The lady that the armored elf had identified as a healer spoke up next. He listened for a moment, his ears twitching at the her voice. 'Most interesting..' he thought, keeping his expression neutral. He then returned his attention at Jasper. "Do you have any other questions? or maybe, someone else has some?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 20:14:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>"Oh gods, they're fallin' out o' the sky!"<br><br>He remarks as the dragon-person floats down out of the air to the rest of the group.&nbsp; Better sense would have asked him to be a little more wary of a dragon-person, but obviously he didn't have much good sense.&nbsp; Instead he waved a hand to the dragon-man.&nbsp; "Mornin', name's Diego."&nbsp; it was an easy enough introduction.<br><br>He snickered lightly at Ahslyn's accusation of the monk having been watching them and leaned over to whisper to her, "Well, it's so easy watchin' some of us," and punctuated the comment with a wink.<br><br>"Sure, leave the hard work f'r the 'menfolk' Nadia, leaves you the easy job of lookin' pretty--well, looks like it's pretty easy f'r you anyway," he grins.<br><br>"Yea, I got a question, why're we all just standin' around?&nbsp; Lets get this party started!&nbsp; So we're wantin' to introduce ourselves or somethin'?&nbsp; Alrighty, I'll go first.&nbsp; Name's Diego, foremost swordsman of the world.&nbsp; My skills include puttin' pointy things into other people...&nbsp; Sometimes in a way where they like it, 'n sometimes how they don't like it."&nbsp; he grins.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 22:56:52</strong>
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				((Ok, sorry for the delay guys and gals, but I LOVE all the posts this has gotten since my last one.&nbsp; Thank you all for being patient and welcome to our newcomers.&nbsp; Let us get to some good ol fashion exploring in due course, right after a thrashing is delivered of course lol.<br><br>As a side note, Katra used the spoiler stuff in the beginning of this and I'd appreciate it if everyone did so from here on out.&nbsp; Thanks!))<br><br>Final Fantasy IX - Boss Battle Theme (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zxQgbTRbT8o#)<br><br><strong>Name;</strong>&nbsp; Berial Landistar<br><strong>Time;</strong>&nbsp; Early morning.&nbsp; 7;30 AM.<br><strong>Location;</strong>&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br><strong>Tagged;</strong>&nbsp; Everyone within earshot.<br><br>Berial was about to unleash Hell on Ashlyn's head but luckily for her, he was interrupted as the rest of the group started to assemble.&nbsp; The half elf he indeed had a respect for since she had proved herself quite capable, even if she was weaker than some people he had met.&nbsp; She was also far wiser about the situation and why he was the way he was as he seemed to calm slightly under her soft words and gestures.&nbsp; He still had plans to teach the elf a lesson however since a bit of humility would do her some good.&nbsp; It would be better earned here than at the hands of an opponent that would be far less kind than the old war horse as some had taken to calling him.&nbsp; He had given up hope for his world, especially since few things seemed to improve the state of it these days.&nbsp; Some years were better than others but it always seemed to go back to the way it had once been, if it didn't outright become worse altogether.&nbsp; It was then that an old friend had made his appearance, a very capable warrior in the guise of a half dragon.&nbsp; Berial's mood picked up considerably as he walked over to the half dragon and nodded his approval at his appearance.&nbsp; "If it gets these pups off my hands, it's all the better to see you old friend.&nbsp; And thank you, Erika, but that does not excuse some of your new companions' actions however.&nbsp; At least the elf here needs some humility taught to her before she gets the rest of you into hot water."&nbsp; Berial said in counter point, leaving the actual planning to the rest of the group.<br><br>The map was indeed identical to the land they had came from, but the creatures that populated this one were far removed from anything they were used to.&nbsp; Even so, they'd find out soon enough that all of their boasting would be for naught in due course since if they were not careful, they'd end up as a fuck toy for who knew what, and that was assuming they weren't outright killed first.&nbsp; Pulling his blades, Berial faced Ashlyn and shook his head, his anger having faded and now his demeanor spoke of an aged old veteran too afraid or too weak to make the difference that was required to fix things in this world himself.&nbsp; "That name you spoke sounds familiar Ashlyn, but I care not who you might be related to since names hold little power here.&nbsp; Whatever reputation any of you might have had before means nothing here until you make a name for yourself in this world.&nbsp; It is true that few of your people ever come back, and did any of you ever think to ask why that might be?&nbsp; Come then, let us see how strong you truly believe yourself to be, knife ears."&nbsp; He was purposely provoking her now, using his age old experience to poke at a psychological weakness in Ashlyn's proverbial armor.&nbsp; He wanted her angry, because anger was the fastest way warriors made fatal mistakes.&nbsp; Anger was sometimes a good motivator, but here, against an opponent such as he or even something far more dangerous, it would be a fatal weakness.<br><br>As if on cue, Ashlyn charged forward, but what Berial didn't expect was that she handled her long pole arm styled glaive with a speed that was quite impressive, for a rank amateur.&nbsp; Berial was no slouch however as he deflected the first strike on one of his long blades, turning it aside before she spun the other way, ducking under his own swing before bringing to bear her weapon once again.&nbsp; Again it was turned aside, this time high as Berial leaned himself back to avoid being clipped by the wickedly long weapon before him.&nbsp; He grunted with the effort, having to use both of his blades to avoid getting sliced apart by the impressively quick fighter.&nbsp; <em>She's just as quick as he was....</em>&nbsp; Were they perhaps related?&nbsp; Berial didn't know as one of the scars on his chest tingled, having received the mark from another elf much like Ashlyn herself.&nbsp; She attempted to slip around to the side of his right flank, his horse body making it difficult to keep up since he turned slower than a normal fighter was capable of, but his upper human half made it possible for him to nearly twist himself fully about on his horse half as if his spine was made of jelly rather than strong bone and sinew.&nbsp; He couldn't turn himself about fully however but his hind legs were still able to put up a surprise or two of their own as he lashed out with his back hooves.<br><br>Ashlyn had to contort herself backward nearly in half just to avoid getting a hoof to the face, the quick maneuver costing her time to get back up to her feet as Berial turned about the rest of the way before trying to pin Ashlyn down on either side with both of his swords sticking in the ground on either side of her head.&nbsp; She rolled out of the way however and the dance began anew.&nbsp; Berial was ready however as he proved more agile than his horse body should have allowed by all appearances, stepping about a bit oddly for him since he was used to riding down enemy combatants and charging through their lines rather than delicate fencing work as this was proving to be.&nbsp; Even so, he had a beginnings of a smile to his face as he forced Ashlyn's glaive high and kicked out with his front feet this time, forcing the elf to her back with at least one cracked rib and a bruised back end.&nbsp; He didn't let her get up as he put his swords on either side of her neck with his front right foot resting on the middle of her chest for good measure.&nbsp; "Do you yield?&nbsp; Be thankful this is as far as this went because the next opponent you run against will likely not be so forgiving.&nbsp; You fight like another elf I met a while back.&nbsp; He gave me this."&nbsp; He looked to one of the scars on his chest after putting his right hand blade back on his back.&nbsp; "You remind me of him, a great deal.&nbsp; If you are his much spoke of sister, there might be hope for you yet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 23:28:53</strong>
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				A soft prod to the back of the head draws Berial's attention, revealing Lin standing behind him with his staff outstretched, a small smirk on his lips and a playful twinkle in his eyes. "Your point is well made. I hope my own point has been made the same. When you fight one warrior, and turn your back on another, do not be surprised if they do not stand idle, less a single strike turn the tables. Her strength alone is not all our foes will face." he smiles, returning his staff to his side. A moment later he takes on a contemplative look, and removes a pocket notebook from his robes, flipping it open and scribbling a note inside. "That's good... I'll have to remember that one..." he mutters to himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 23:51:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>everyone&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Nadia watches the two fighters circle each other with great interest, the contrast couldn't be bigger. The large muscular centaur on one side and the lithe elf on the other. She leans to her side with arms crossed under her breasts to watch, her long dark hair falling down over her face. She is about to brush it away when a strong hand does it for her and she mumbles a soft "oh thank you" before realizing what happened and her eyes turn large as saucers when she realizes she was leaning into one of the centaurs and she takes a step back with a stream of apologies spewing from her mouth as her face turns a furious red and he just chuckles and waves them away and points back to the fight. She nods and turns gratefully to watch again, marveling at how agile something as large as the centaur can be. The whirling blades almost hypnotic as they twirl in the morning sun with a grace and skill she knows she can never have, her own little dagger she has for self defense would be useless against anyone like those two and she makes a mental note to see if she can get some of her new friends to teach her how to better protect herself.<br><br>As the hoof connects with Ashlyns chest she whimpers in sympathy knowing that will be at least one broken bone and she makes to rush over when the centaur reaches out to put his arm in the way shaking his head and she realizes she cant interfere until one of them has yielded. So she returns to watch and then looks up to the centaur with a raised eyebrow and he slowly lowers his hand and the paw that had accidentally grabbed at her right breast. "enjoying yourself?" he asks softly and chuckles as she blushes again furiously. "Beast!" she sputters out and he just laughs louder "why yes.. you saw that before with your not so discreet staring" She just rams an elbow into his side and crosses arms under her breasts again feeling somewhat better as he rubs his side, mostly for her benefit but still. "I so will have my hands full if this keeps up" she mumbles softly meaning her healing abilities, "why yes. It is rather impressive by human standards, you can touch if you want" the centaur grins as she quickly hurries away from him wishing she could die of embarrassment. <br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong><br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 03:38:12</strong>
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				Name;&nbsp; Jasper Howe<br>Time;&nbsp; Early morning.<br>Location;&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br>Tagged; Celedian and others that hear them I guess<br><br>"Listen, scout..." Jasper did his best to pull him a bit aside from the fight. Those two were not going to kill themselves, people who'd survived long enough to gain some reknown didn't do that, so for him the whole situation wasn't very important. On the other hand, he had conversation to continue with Celedian, whose name still elluded him.&nbsp; He wasn't that interested in learning it at that&nbsp; moment anyway. "...I trust you, but right before you came, Landistar threw at us a dead imp. Quite a fresh kill. So it isn't only goblins and I can't imagine how a long narrow path would be stalked only by goblins. Plus, how many goblins can fit in a small cave? I mean its the damn perfect place to rob and kill people. So what else roams around here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 06:44:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn grinned at the display of dominance Berial put on when he poised his blades about her neck and set his hoof upon her chest... it was almost as thrilling as the fight itself. Ashlyn also couldn't help bit glance at his flared horse cock as well, causing her grinn to widen. She was just about to submit to him when Lin provided an opportunity to escape. As the centaur looked towards the monk, Ashlyn quickly knocked one of Berials sword aside and slid from under his hoof in one swift movement. The sharp twinge in her side reminded her of the power in those hooves and the pain they could bring... though she looked pleased at the thought of it. To hear of her brother was a blessing and a curse for her. It showed that he did indeed come to this world with his skills as sharp as ever... and that he has yet to return. If her brother could scar this man yet fail later on... what chance did she have if she could not mar him herself. "Indeed, I am&nbsp; Lithaldoren's sister! And you shall receive a scar from me, just as you did from Ashton!" As she says that, the very air around her began to shimmer and darken as magic energy was gathered for a spell. As it was released, Ashlyns outline seemed to blur, as if she was shifting positions to fast to properly see... yet it was clear she was static. "Stand aside monk!" she called, as the spell finished.<br><br>The lithe elven warrior surged forward yet again and the bladed waltz began anew. It was clear however that Ashlyn had an advantage now, her impressive pain tolerance allowing her movements not to be slowed by her cracked rib. While Berials offense was hindered by the elf's distorted image, putting him on the defensive. The elf was all out attacking now, no longer trying to dance around the veteran now that he couldn't attack properly. Berial was being driven back while gaining a scratch here and there, but his pride wouldn't allow that for long and he sprang forward. Ashlyn rolled to the side as Berial large form passed her and moved to counter attack, only to be forced to jump further back least she catch a rear hoof to her torso again. But she couldn't give him time to find his tempo, as he faced her once again she charged at him and threw a hand out before her. All the space before the centaur in a half circle had become complete darkness, right as she entered it. Her spear shot forth from the left side of the half circle, barely deflected, and then another from the opposite side, blocked just in the niche of time. Berial looked back to the right-center, expecting the next jab to come from there as he tried to back away from the space void of light. But the next thrust came from the same location and despite backing up, the elven spear was noticeably longer as it's tip found him. It buried itself in his side as Ashlyn emerged from the darkness, sneering at the discomfort she caused him and pushing him further back. With a roar, Berial reared on his hind legs as he dropped one of his swords and grasped the spear impeded in him. He yanked it out in his rage and used it unbalance the light elf on the other end of it, landing a furious slash on her right shoulder. The cry from the elf was a mix of pain and gratification as she was forced to release her weapon and roll with the blow she received.<br><br>She regained her footing quickly, but the magic blurring her form vanished as her concentration was lost, and rests on a knee. Unarmed and with her magic failing her, it was clear this 'spar' was over... and the victory. A slow trail of blood starting from her shoulder could be seen growing on the ash white armor the elf was wearing. "Enough!" Ashlyn called, putting her left hand up before her. "We have bloodied each other too much, yes? Our wounds should be tended." Her excitement and adrenaline were winding down. And she now realized how agonizing her wounds were. She hoped Berial hurt as much as she did, as she glanced at the stabbing and knicks she gave him. Ashlyn then looked towards Nadia hopefully and then back to Berial, who still held her precious glaive 'Dolithiel'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 06:59:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Ashlyn and Berial <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>At the sight of all that blood Nadia shakes off her embarrassment and she rushes forward with her skirts twirling around her legs and she kneels down beside the wounded elf first, the blood flowing from the shoulder seems to be the most critical wound and she places both hands over it. Letting her soul flow down her arms and into Ashlyns flesh as green energy dances around her hands, she finds the ragged tear and wills the muscles and flesh to knit together again slowly. The flow of blood slows to a trickle and then stops altogether, the warmth spreading throughout the torn shoulder and deep into the elf reinvigorating her as Nadia looks down with concern at the pretty elf maiden. For an instant their souls join before Nadia cuts the spell with a blush.<br><br>"Just relax a bit ok?" she mumbles and gets up to walk over to Berial and places her hands on his wounded flank, the spellcasting is clearly starting to wear on the young gypsy but still she pushes herself to the limits, rather fainting then seeing anyone in pain. Little green motes of magical energy dancing around her body as her healing again&nbsp; flows through her, knitting the large wound in his flank. "you two.. play nice now! I am rather tired, now Ashlyn how is your chest? I saw you take a hit but I don't know how good that odd armor of yours is." Her hands slowly running over Berials flank for support as she is swaying lightly on her feet.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong><br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 08:19:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>The curing hands of Nadia were so soothing and comforting that Ashlyn knew she would miss it when the spell was over. Looking up at her healer a curious feeling passed through her, causing her to smile genuinely as she said "Thank you." With that Nadia blushed and told her to relax as she went to tend to Berial. Ashlyn was curious about Nadia's reaction, keeping her eyes on her as she finished with the Centaur. Upon her question, Ashlyn stood with grunt. "My armor is good, but I think I've broken a rib. Come, I'll show you." She held her hand out for Nadia, who rushed to it despite her weariness, before moving to corner of the courtyard, affording a minimum of privacy. Once alone with the gypsy, Ashlyn said something in elvish which caused her ironwood armor from the collarbone down to withdraw slowly, as if teasingly, into the green gem in the middle of her sash. Ash watched intently as her body was revealed to the woman before her. Her ab muscles and the ones along her ribs were very defined, as if chiseled from marble, but retained femininity. Her breast were pert, smaller than her armor let on, but still enticing. Her pale flash was also glistening slightly from the work out she just had, making her all the more alluring. Ashlyn considered her own form desirable to men, but what of women? She took one of Nadia's soft hands in her own slightly callous ones and placed it on the top of her hip bone before sliding it tantalizingly slowly up her torso, over her sleek and toned form, and coming precariously close to her right breast. Indeed, slight bruising seemed to begun forming there. "It's here, if your up for it." she said coyly, to see if she can make this woman squirm, as her own nipples hardened at the thought.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel <br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 08:42:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Ashlyn&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Nadia follows the elf with worry clearly written in her exhausted face, one bloody hand reaching up to brush her hair away from her face without thinking how it smears the blood through her dark mane. Then as the armor seems to basically melt away from Ashlyns body Nadias eyes turn into large saucers and her face again turns a deep red when the other womans perky breasts are revealed. Unable to keep her eyes off them Nadia only stammers something out as she feels the warm hands on her own as they are guiding hers along the finely chiseled torso. She cant help but notice the slight hardening of the other womans nipples and she knows her own are achingly hard and she hopes it cant be seen through her many layers of clothing.<br><br>"I.. eh.. see.. yes. very.. perk.. I mean.. some bruising around the nip.. rib." she swallows down nervously and closes her eyes, trying to shut the very distracting sight of Ashlyns naked chest out of her mind. Her mind trying to form the mystical connection needed to heal the wound and finds herself unable to quite grab it. Taking a deep breath she shifts her stance a bit trying feebly to ignore the arousal racing through her mind and the naughty images of centaur cocks mingling with the mental image of perky breasts.<br><br>"Sorry. I.. must be tired" she lies smoothly and her hands shift a little, a palm brushing over one breast with a nail teasing the nipple. "dammit, sorry but.. " she takes a step forward, her chest pressing up against the damp naked skin and Nadias lips press firmly against Ashlyns in a deep kiss. And with that contact she finds herself distracted enough to let the healing energy flow through her lips and into the elf, her entire body trembling as she drains the last of her own energies into the kiss and down the elfs chest to have the rib shift and mend.<br><br>"that.. should.. do.." she mumbles as her eyes roll up in their sockets and she falls down like a sack of potatoes as her body doesn't have more energy to give.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 09:00:12</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Location: Portal Fort<br>Tagged: Everyone<br><br>Lin slowly brings a hand up to his face as he watches the fight end. "Then again... perhaps the lesson was not quite so well learned as it seemed." he groans. The ego of the blasted elf had not only kept her from learning a lesson that ultimately would have strengthened her in the long run, but had weakened the entire team. Now instead of everyone ready to fight, they would either have two injured warriors, or a fatigued healer. Perhaps he should suggest a weapons demonstration rather than an outright duel, or forge some practice weapons for the next time this happens? He had no doubt there would be a next time. "I fear we have a great deal more work ahead of us than anticipated..." he sighs, resigning himself to the unfortunate conclusion, shifting his belongings slightly on his shoulders as he walks to the main gate of the fort. "If anyone needs me, I shall be assisting in clearing the fallen from the path, and gathering dropped equipment." he informs the guard as he slips out. "Something tells me we are going to need all the help we can get."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 09:48:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn tried to remain casual looking at Nadia's desire, but can't help it as she smiles coyly at witnessing the affect her figure is having the upon Nadia. Perhaps better than she anticipated. Nadia's flash of assertiveness catches the teaser off guard and she is slow to react to the kiss being pressed upon her thin lips. Nadia's lips were so soft and kissable and when the warm healing magic came from them, Ash found herself pushing into the kiss despite herself. Right when she was about to get into it however Nadia withdrew, speaking weakly right before she started to faint. Ashlyn deftly caught the gypsy however, before she fell to the ground. She held her like that for a moment, taking in her features and scent for a moment before saying a command in elven. Her torso armor started creeping back up from her waist as Ashlyn shifted Nadia in her arms, now cradling her like a sleeping child. Turning the corner right as her breast were covered, Ashlyn made her way back towards the others. "She has exhausted herself." she stated, carrying the woman easily. She looks towards the priest, Robin, expectantly. "Your a healer, yes? You can help her?" she questioned.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel <br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 11:14:23</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Location: Portal Fort, outside<br><br>Lin assists outside the gate as best he is able, clearing the bodies from the road and gathering anything the guards may be able to use. As he works, he spots that even this final line of defense against the darkness is starting to fall to corruption, as evidenced by the disposal of the bodies being turned into a game, the guards seeing how far they can throw them off the cliff and placing bets on if one could hit a particular rock on the way down, as well as the gathering of resources, half of everything that should be going into the chests for the fort armory being slipped into packs or belt pouches when they see nobody watching. Lin shakes his head.<br><br>"Friends, please, some respect for the dead. You are above such pettiness. And the fort needs all the help it can get, hording resources will only hinder you all. Actions such as these only welcome the influence of this world, and if any part of this place must remain pure at all costs, it is here."<br><br>The centaurs merely brush him off, the largest walking up to him and laughing, towering over him. "Oh please, like some fun and games and a little extra pay will mean the end of the world. Here shrimp, buy yourself a girlfriend. There's a warhorse in the stables tight enough then even someone as tiny as you could get off. Maybe you'll get lucky and earn some hooves of your own." he chuckles, tossing a small pouch towards him and leading the rest of the guards back inside.<br><br>Lin peeks inside the pouch. Six tiny, low quality gems sit inside. Lin frowns at the insult, but closes the pouch and pockets it anyway. It was poor manners to refuse a gift, even one given in the spirit such as this one.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count: 6<br>Corruption: 0<br>Transformations: None</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dorian Grandale</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 12:04:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Celedian.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Celedian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fort's courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All present, particularly Jasper<br><br>He nodded his head as Berial came over and greeted him, mentioning about the new champions. His expression cchanged only slightly as the centaur proclaimed the need to teach the elf a lesson. He nodded softly at the rogue's flippant introduction. He's seen enough of his type before. Brash, cocky, and utterly insufferable. Best to let them hang themselves with their own rope. He was about to say something else, when the fight broke out between Berial and the elf lady.<br><br>He tried to ignore the scuffle, and instead focused on Jasper's inquiry. "I see. Imps are small, and very maneuverable. I am not surprised they are here, too." he said, nodding a bit. "As for the cave, I am fairly certain it is connected to warrens deep within the mountain, so ascertaining the goblins' numbers will be difficult at best."<br><br>Once the fight seemed to be over, the healer lady rushed forth to heal the centaur, then limped off with the elf lady. He shook his head some. Berial was a good commander, but he let his temper get the best of him too often. He returned his attention to Jasper. "Hmm, I'd like to say that's it, but i'm afraid that's not the case. If those warrens go deep enough, you might have a troll or an ogre on your hands.."<br><br>Before long, the elf lady came back, carrying the healer. She must have overexerted herself, Celedian thought. Turning once again to Jasper, he nodded some. "Is there anything else you'd like to know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 16:54:49</strong>
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				Name;&nbsp; Jasper Howe<br>Time;&nbsp; Early morning.<br>Location;&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br>Tagged; Celedian and others that hear them I guess<br><br>"If it is a small entrance to a large place or whatever, why noone decided to demolish it..." Jasper muttered, voicing his thoughts. "Same for our path - why for so many years noone went to block it..." But this wasn't a question for the scout, it was the engineer's own attempts to understand the logic of this world. He feared that that logic isn't entirely... logical. "Yeah I want to know a lot of things, but I'll find them out by myself. Now, If I get to choose, I'd prefer if we get down this mountain as quietly as possible. I hope we'll be able to use you as a scout on the way down."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 20:14:42</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>Nadia, Ashlyn&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>He was beginning to have his doubts about Nadia's pure spirit.&nbsp; First there was the Centaur she was leaning against, which he caught briefly during the small sparring match between Ashlyn and Berial.&nbsp; And then she slipped off somewhere mostly out of sight with Ashlyn after the fight.&nbsp; He grinned a bit to himself as he watched them slip away before turning his attention to the others.&nbsp; They were saying something about the Goblin cave, though Diego was getting more and more anxious to be out of the fort.<br><br>The corner of his eye caught Ashlyn carrying Nadia from where they had hidden themselves away.&nbsp; He noticed her wooden armor sealing itself back up again, hiding her flesh beneath that carapace of wood once more.&nbsp; He laughed softly as he watched her come close to the others once again.&nbsp; "That's always a nice way t' finish a fight..." he comments suggestively.&nbsp; "Surprised ya wore her out so quick though!" he adds with another laugh.&nbsp; "Hang on a sec, I'll be back," he mentions while looking around the fort.<br><br>He dashed off quickly making his way anonymously through the fort.&nbsp; There were supplies hung here and there either for easy access, or because that's just where their owners left them.&nbsp; A coat here, a sack of flour there, someone's skin of water here (or whatever the drink was within)...&nbsp; A handful of "borrowed" supplies later he was back with the others and set them down on the ground as something of a makeshift cot for Nadia to rest on and regain her strength.<br><br>"There ya go, Ash, can just lay her down for now, I'm sure she'll be fine in a bit...then you can take her off somewhere private again..." he winked to the elf.&nbsp; "So, enjoy your little fight?" he asked her, now that the crisis of the passed-out gypsy was averted.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Light Leather Armor, Rapier, 2x Dagger<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; Luck (15), Acute Vision +5, Well Endowed level 3, Psychic Love Wave, Acute Taste/Smell +3, Voice, Ambidextrous<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; Greed, Impulsiveness, True Bisexual, Compulsive Behavior (Flirt)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 23:59:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn looks dubiously at Diego as she pondered the words he said, after she asked the preacher if he could heal. He had run off before she had got his meaning, but had gleamed it before he returned. She was actually impressed by what the rogue had brought back with him laid Nadia down as Diego made another sly comment. She was ready for this one however, having learnt that he always spoke in such a manner, thinking back to all of his previous comments. "You are a deviant one, aren't you?" the elf stated coyly, more than asked. She thought back to that moment with Nadia, her warm lips... her ample breast pressed to hers... what had made her tease the woman so, Ash wondered... but grinned all the same at Diego. She would have to be careful with this one she realizes. As he questioned the duel she had with Berial, she shifts slightly glancing his way. "It was a good work-out." then she glanced at her glaive, leaning on a wall unattended. He must of set it there when he reclaimed his own blade. She walked over to her weapon and picked it up smoothly with a showy twirl. "I exercise one way or another everyday." She said casually, as she made her way back to Diego. She then looked over the party, trying to see if they would depart soon. Looking down at Nadia... probably not. Cause of that fight, it seemed their departure would be delayed. "Perhaps we were overzealous with our duel." she says offhandedly as her spear shrinks in length slightly. Spars that drew blood weren't the best ways to stay fit after all.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel <br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katra Alexion</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 08:13:35</strong>
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				(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f2/Erika_Autumnvale.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> <em>Erika</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>Early Morning</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Portal Fort</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Everyone</em><br><br><br>Erika studied Celedian briefly as the draconic hybrid became engrossed in conversation with the more intelligent member of the group of Champions. The half-elven ranger turned to watch the fight between Berial and Ashlyn with some interest, pale evergreen eyes flirting back and forth between the two combatants their movement were fluid and well honed like many of the warriors she had seen back in her homeland. As the fight began to wind down Erika made her way back to the fort where she had left her other belongings in a safe place when she had rushed to help with the goblin attack. She went back to retrieve those things now along with Wind-strider (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Windstrider.jpg), the young riding bird she had purchased not to long ago. She and the riding bird were literally the same height at this stage of development. Wind-strider's feathers a soft beautiful snowy white with yellow beak and talons and its eyes were a wide shimmering pools of blue that showed surprising intelligence. "Ready to head out little one?" Erika softly cooed in elven to the adolescent fledgling reaching up to stroke the soft feathers of its cheek. The affectionate gestures was rewarded with a cutely emitted<em> "kweh!"</em><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level:</strong><br><strong>Loot:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment:</strong> <br><span class="bbc_u">Small Back Pack</span><br>x1Changes of Clothes<br>Personal Basics: <em>Spoon, fork and cup - flint and steel, a bit of soap and a towel along a brush and comb</em><br>Small wineskin (1 gal.)<br>Rope (10 yards, supports 300 lbs)<br>Whetstone<br>Sleeping Bag (for freezing temperatures)<br>Blanket (heavy wool)<br>Shovel (6lbs)<br>Small Pouch: 4 days traveling rations<br><strong>Transformations:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages:</strong>Attractive Appearance +2, Alertness +2, Acute Hearing +4, Animal Empathy,Tight Pussy, Large Pert Breasts<br><strong>Disadvantages:</strong>Claustrophobia (enclosed spaces), Fear of Oceans (or large bodies of water), Cannot Harm Innocents, Truthfulness, Sterile, Compulsive Behavior: Must pet silky soft fur</div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 20:21:55</strong>
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				Name: Robin Goodman<br>Time: Early Morning<br>Location: The Portal Fort&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>Tagged: Everyone<br><br>Robin watched in wonder as the half-dragon descended upon their group, never having seen a winged man before of any race. For a brief moment he wondered what it would be like if he too could fly through the sky, but the thought was momentary as he listened attently to the scouts news. Before he can begin asking questions, a fight breaks out between the elf and the fort commander.<br><br>Robin frowns at the display, moving away from them to speak with some of the other defenders of the fort. He questions them about the faith of this land, but they aren't exactly theologists, or co-operative for that matter, seeing the priest as a bit of a fool for coming here.<br><br>After starting to lose hope that he'll get anywhere with the centaurs, he notices the duel come to a close and makes his way back to the other champions, looking to the monk who's made himself comfortable curiously as he does so, not having taken notice of him before. Robin glances to Celedian once more, "You've told us of the dangers on the path itself, but can you tell us of the lands that lay at the foot of the mountain? We'll need to have some destination in mind once we get there, for there will be more than 1 path to follow."<br><br>Before he can recieve an answer Ashlyn comes back carrying Nadia who's exhausted herself healing everyone. Robin frowns quite a bit at the sight and is about to start in on a lecture when Diego suddenly runs off and starts gathering supplies to make nadia comfortable. Robin blushes slightly, shamed by his priorities, and speaks softly to Ashlyn, "She's exhausted herself. The only treatment for that is rest, but I can make a tea that will improve the effectiveness of her rest. I suppose it wouldn't hurt for us all to have a good meal before we leave either. It may be some time before we find anyone else whose hospitality we can partake of."<br><br>Robin begins putting the supplies Diego has gathered to use, setting up a fire, pulling some herbs from his pack, and starting on cooking a bit of food and boiling water for the tea. "We'll need to be more careful in the future, I have depressingly few herbs to go around, and I have no idea if I'll be able to recognize the plantlife of this worlds medicinal benefits."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;0</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level:0</strong><br><strong>Loot:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes</strong> <br><span class="bbc_u">Small Back Pack</span><br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>12 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br><strong>Transformations:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages:</strong>Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br><strong>Disadvantages:</strong>Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dorian Grandale</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 00:46:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Celedian.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Celedian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fort's courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All, specially Nadia<br><br>He nodded some at Jasper's comments. True, it had been an oversight to not collapse the cave. Though with the sheer numbers of the goblins, they would have opened it back up in days. He grinned a bit at Jasper's request. "Of course. I try to help all newcomers as much as I can, but my mission here does take me elsewhere at times."<br><br>He stopped to look over at the unconscious Nadia, and nods to himself, resolving something in his mind. "Excuse me." he said to jasper, then walks over to her and the priest. "I'd like to help, if possible." he said, kneeling by her. "Ai Azhethe haari magan.." he whispered, as he took her hands in his. A soft teal glow began to emanate from his hands, then moved down Nadia's arms, subsuming into her body. "Awaken, and be refreshed.." he said, a tone of reverence in his voice, though also with a husky, purry sound to it. He sighs some as he sags slightly, shaking that almost immediately as he lets go of her hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 01:13:39</strong>
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				((I skipped two hours to give Nadia some time to rest as well as to allow the rest of you to get a good meal in your bellies and to recover as well as to gather any last minute supplies before hitting the road.))<br><br><strong>Name;</strong>&nbsp; Berial Landistar<br><strong>Time;</strong>&nbsp; Early morning.&nbsp; 9;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1<br><strong>Location;</strong>&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br><strong>Tagged;</strong>&nbsp; Everyone within earshot.<br><br>Even though the distraction from the monk was small, it was enough for Ashlyn to slip out from under Berial's foot with quite a bit of ease.&nbsp; She had confirmed his suspicions at least and even proved quite capable at handling herself just as her brother before her.&nbsp; The marks she left behind were not easy for to ignore even as pumped up with adrenaline as he was currently.&nbsp; Being impaled was not something he enjoyed as he slipped up and lost one of his blades before finding her glaive in his chest enough to make him scream in rage rather than pain.&nbsp; But yanking the pole part of the weapon free of the elf's hands, Berial struck back hard and again had her on the ropes.&nbsp; He was glad that she had decided to call it quits since he doubted even he could have managed to fight her for much longer in his current state.&nbsp; With Nadia's help though he felt better almost immediately although he was still a little sore where he had a new scar to remind him of just how dangerous Ashlyn and her brother proved to be in the past.&nbsp; He'd hope that maybe she might be able to train the others but he wouldn't hold his breath as he nodded to her comment against his better judgement.&nbsp; He said nothing and let the others do as they liked unless he was approached directly as he tended to other matters of the camp.<br><br>The centaur that had been flirting with Nadia looked slightly worried that she had fainted when she had after she had been brought back to the rest of the group, but Celedian got to her before he could offer any assistance.&nbsp; He breathed a sigh of relief and stayed close at hand, waiting for her to awaken before he'd speak his mind.&nbsp; "I...apologize for teasing you so Nadia.&nbsp; Your healing touch was a great boon to us that were injured in the last fight against these creatures.&nbsp; I have little to offer you myself, but those you healed gathered together as many gems as we could find and thought it appropriate that you receive them.&nbsp; Here, this is for you madam."&nbsp; He offered a leather drawstring bag that held 20 gems.&nbsp; "I hope to see you again someday.&nbsp; I'll admit that...it has been a long time since we've seen women and...some of our behavior has been less than appropriate.&nbsp; If you ever do find yourself here again however...."&nbsp; He blushed and couldn't finish what he had wanted to say as he looked away before walking off, torn between admitting he desired her and telling her that he'd rather get to know her first before partaking of each other's bodies.&nbsp; He was one of the more well behaved of the lot at the fort.<br><br>"Hey, Ashlyn right?"&nbsp; Another centaur asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and walked over to the elf, ignoring any company she might have had at the present time.&nbsp; "I gotta say you fight like a woman possessed, but I wouldn't get too comfortable.&nbsp; Keep yourself strong and maybe we'll see each other again, at a later time.&nbsp; Until then, here."&nbsp; He tossed her an <strong>old wooden bow and an empty animal hide quiver</strong>.&nbsp; "I'd suggest learning how to use it since keeping your enemies at a distance might save your life out there.&nbsp; I loved the way you beat down Berial, don't get me wrong since he's a stubborn old ass of a warhorse, but hopefully this will improve your chances wherever you end up going from here.&nbsp; Good luck out there, you're gonna need it."<br><br>Robin, the priest was next as David, the mostly human male with a black wolf's tail approached, saddened that those he had tried to approach wouldn't listen to him.&nbsp; "I saw you trying to get them to listen and I am saddened by the fact that they might be too far gone to listen.&nbsp; I...I'm still pretty new to this place myself but I can read fair enough.&nbsp; If you...have a spare holy text maybe I can try in your stead, Robin.&nbsp; I think I have something here you might be able to put to use."&nbsp; He offered as he dug around in the pack he had brought with him and perked his ears up noticeably as he found what he was looking for.&nbsp; "Ah, here we are.&nbsp; A <strong>basic alchemy set</strong>.&nbsp; This should make mixing any potions and the like from herbs you might find out there a lot easier and more potent.&nbsp; I have a couple of spares so it's no big deal to me my friend.&nbsp; I'd...come with you but as you can see, I've already started to turn into a dog from a single chance eating of a strange pepper that....kind of looked like a dog's dick.&nbsp; It's...rather embarrassing to admit that I ate such a thing but there you go.&nbsp; At any rate, good luck to you Robin, and...I hope that your god protects you from this place as far as his reach extends.&nbsp; I fear that it won't be much further than the path though."<br><br>((And no you can't screw the centaur Sara lol.&nbsp; I gave out some basic loot on top of what was 'acquired' by Diego but if I forgot anything important, I apologize now.&nbsp; In the meantime, good luck!))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 01:55:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (9.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Nadia feels energy rush into her and her eyelids flutter open to see the cute winged guy lean over her, she catches the purr and feels little butterflies in her belly just from that sound alone. She looks around and finds herself on a makeshift bed and she is very grateful that they didn't just let her lie on the ground. Her hand reaches up to catch Celedian's arm, "thank you. For the energy and the bed, it is very appreciated." Her face breaks out into a wide smile with cute little dimples even, then she rolls out of the bed to let him use it as he seems rather tired himself.<br><br>Seeing the tea and some food she takes the opportunity to eat and drink to refresh herself fully and have a full belly, even if the food is sadly very bland. Thus fortified she heads over to the merchant to see what she can do to supply herself fully, eyes gleaming at his selection of spices. "hmm finally someone who understands"<br><br>When the rather bashful centaur walks up and hands her the bag of gems she is almost speechless, and when he walks away she has an almost dreamlike expression on her face. Committing his cute face to memory as she has this nagging feeling it will give her some comfort in the dark times ahead, sure she didn't plan to ever let him inside of her but it was nice to see such a cute being and lets not forget charming even if he did make her blush to the very roots of her hair. Her eyes lingering a little longer then she had planned on his retreating rump and then she holds the bag of gems close to her chest and turns to give anyone who is looking an angry glare well aware that she looks like a lovestruck teenager. "What?"<br><br>She grips her now bulging backpack and looks at the other champions with a renewed purpose. "Well this world wont cleanse itself? Shall we get going before we spend half the day here?"<br><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> 20<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 04:14:10</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Location: Portal Fort<br>Time: 9:30 AM<br>Tagged: All<br><br>Lin had spend the few hours as best he could, triple checking his supplies, memorizing as much of the surrounding area as best he could from the map, making a quick list of the local plant life and any unusual properties they might have from the reports, and warning Berial and David to be wary of the rest of the fort, less corruption overtake them. By his best guess, the portal would remain out of the hands of the demons for less than a year if measures weren't taken, and soon. The corruption had been working subtly among them for some time.<br><br>Soon enough though, there was nothing more that could be done, and Lin joins Nadia at the gate. "Indeed, I can't help but shake the feeling that this will ultimately be up to us, and there will be no reinforcements next year... Let us hope it is merely just that, a feeling and nothing more."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count: 6<br>Corruption Level: 0<br>Equipment: Notebook, Writing Brush, Ink, White wax wood staff - brass tipped, Twin hooks, Spiked knuckles, Steel knuckles, Hammer, Tongs, Incense, Rope, Herbs, Blanket, Flint and tinder, Small saw, Chisel, Miscellaneous survival gear<br>Transformations: None<br>Advantages: Charisma, Voice, Double Jointed, Lucky, Tough, Alert<br>Disadvantages: Vow - Advancement of the art</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 17:40:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>"You have my thanks." Ashlyn returned, to the centaur who bestowed a bow and quiver to her. Like most elves, she used a bow before. Unlike most elven warriors, Ash did not practice much with one... even at the behest of her brother. She slung the quiver across her shoulder and fastened the bow to it with movements that may have fooled others in thinking they were familiar. Still, she felt odd with the weapon on her back. Truly unaccustomed to it. Something she will add to her training regiment, for she started to beleive this centaurs were no fools. And after complimenting her battle prowess this one still wished her good luck... she may heed his advice. Though arrows would have been welcome, she could make some easily enough... she believed. Looking toward her companions, she nodded at Nadia's statement. As Ash joined the group at the gate she responds to the monk in her haughty drawl, "Even so, you should take that feeling heart. You will fight better through it."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel, Old Wooden Bow, Quiver<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 18:14:12</strong>
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				Name: Robin Goodman<br>Location: Portal Fort<br>Time: 9:30 AM<br>Tagged: All<br><br>Robin had moved aside to allow Celedian to treat Nadia in his own way, as she lay upon the improvised bed Diego had laid out for her and focused on the tea and meal. It was lightly seasoned, some may have called it "Bland", but food is naturally flavorful and Robin knew how to draw that flavour out. He stays there for some time, making sure everyone gets something, and sharing with the members of the fort as well if they were up to trying his skills instead of their own chef's, it was their food after all. <br><br>Later, after David approaches, Robin smiles to David and carefully places a text in his hands. He speaks to him with conviction, holding tightly to the text, not letting go until he's finished, "Thank you for your gift, I am sure it will be of use in the times ahead. Do not lose hope. No matter what corruption may do to your body, your soul will still remain. If you keep your heart virtous, you will be rewarded, no matter what form you now possess."<br><br>Taking a deep breath and smiling in a friendly manner now, he glances to the other defenders of the fort before looking back to David, "And do not give up hope for your brethren. They do not listen to me, because I travel into this world without fully knowing its ways, but perhaps your example may inspire them to preserve their hearts in these trying times. You have a just and noble cause, defending this fort. Never forget that."<br><br>Having said all this, Robin bows to David in farewell and moves to join the others, smiling at Nadia's improved condition and adjusts his pack, ready to leave, looking to the monk with a contemplative expression, "Do not be so quick to dismiss our efforts. Whoever is spreading the corruption through these lands, they do not seem to act directly, preferring more subtle tactics. The hearts of those defending this fort are still strong."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;0</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level:0</strong><br><strong>Loot:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes</strong> <br><span class="bbc_u">Small Back Pack</span><br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>11 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>Basic Alchemy Kit: For fun and experimentation<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br><strong>Transformations:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages:</strong>Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br><strong>Disadvantages:</strong>Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 21:13:18</strong>
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				Jasper Howe spent some time over the map, often catching himself in plotting way too elaborate plans that bordered wishful thinking, then made a specific notch for the entrance of the goblin cave. The problem was, noone exactly knew what were they supposed to be doing. Even the people at the fort seemed to be aware mostly of their immediate surroundings and less about the general geography and political situation in this world. And the best way to solve this issue that he could figure was simply catching some of the local creatures... Goblin, imp, whatever. Something that could speak and hopefully had better idea about what is happening where. <br><br>Second problem was the mountain itself. Jasper was not known for being a mountaineer and most of the other people didn't look like ones either. He looked around the small fort, trying to find something potentially useful for climbing, but the useful and ownerless items were limited to a piece of rope, may be not the most secure by itself. Jasper fiddled with it for a while, then went to see the local blacksmith in hopes that he'll be able to take something from him, but time was short and conditions&nbsp; - not really good. He did try to make a grappling hook for his crossbow, however, but after failing to make a significant progress, just stuffed the piece of rope in his backpack and prepared to leave, throwing a last look over the fort.<br><br>"Farewell, Landistar, wish you luck with holding the fort. If you have to spare a couple of men to leave with us, I'll be happy. We'll get a guide down the first half a day or so of our travel, and they'll get an escort for half of their patrol."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>12-12-2012, 01:48:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>If he heard Nadia thank the Dragon-Man for the bed he didn't seem to make anything of it, perhaps he was too distracted looking around the rest of the fort while he idly made his way in the direction of the gate.&nbsp; He laced his fingers together and stretched his bare arms up over head head, loosening some of the muscles that had already stiffened to the point of annoyance from having stood around doing nothing for so long.&nbsp; It could have just as easily all been in his head too, though.&nbsp; Eventually the others passed him by on their way to the gate of the fort and he watched them each go one at a time, smirking a bit to himself.&nbsp; He had a feeling this was going to be an enjoyable adventure, though he he wasn't entirely sure why.<br><br>He slipped his hands into his pockets as he came up to where the others had stopped getting ready to leave.&nbsp; "Hey wasn't there some kinna merchant 'round here somewhere..." he noted while taking a look around for somewhere to spend his coin--hopefully for something a little tastier than tea.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Light Leather Armor, Rapier, 2x Dagger<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; Luck (15), Acute Vision +5, Well Endowed level 3, Psychic Love Wave, Acute Taste/Smell +3, Voice, Ambidextrous<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; Greed, Impulsiveness, True Bisexual, Compulsive Behavior (Flirt)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 16:36:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ash shifted slightly as she waited for her companions to be ready to go, a hand busying itself with mussing with her dark chocolate hair. And like all <em>human</em> groups, there where those among them not ready to depart when the time arrived. "Come now, the time for requests and shopping has passed. We have intruded on these defenders enough." She called to Jasper as her sharp green eyes found him, Diego already beside her at the gate. "I'm eager to get a measure of this twisted world myself. No more... thinking... imagining? On what we have been told." Though her mind seemed to wonder back to the dead imp and his impressive member... what had Berial had said? The Imps live only to corrupt and breed. Learn to fight or you'll windup getting fucked... is that what humans called forced copulation? How many more creatures were about that business she wondered... and how have such things not be defeated already.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel, Old Wooden Bow, Quiver<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 16:51:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning (9.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Nadia looks around and everyone seems to be gathered, she must admit she is nervous about leaving the fort. No more seasoned guards, just their own wits and blades against the unknown. After having seen Ashlyn in action against the centaur she does feel a little better, such a display of martial prowess she hasn't seen for a long time. And the monks statement that they wont fight alone further strengthens her courage, perhaps they can do this. Truth to be told she doubts any of them will make it back alive but perhaps, perhaps they can and as long as she draws breath she wont let anyone fall. She reaches up between her breasts and holds on tight to the medallion she has against her skin, gripping it through her blouse and offers up a silent prayer for their success.<br><br>When Ashlyn speaks up Nadia nods in agreement. "In deed, ready or not. Ok, not ready but we wont get more ready by sitting around watching dead imps and whatyoucalledthems"<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> 20<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 17:30:51</strong>
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				Lin gives a light smirk and opens the gate, making a small show of it by bowing and gesturing through it with a light sweeping motion of his arm. "Indeed friends, let us be off. Destiny awaits, with all the wonders and terrors that go with it. Steel yourselves, for once we exit these doors, we shall not be returning the same people as when we left." he chuckles, straightening back up. "Or so such tales begin, do they not?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count: 6<br>Corruption Level: 0<br>Equipment: Notebooks, Writing Brush, Ink, White wax wood staff - brass tipped, Twin hooks, Spiked knuckles, Steel knuckles, Hammer, Tongs, Incense, Rope, Herbs, Blanket, Flint and tinder, Small saw, Chisel, Miscellaneous survival gear<br>Transformations: None<br>Advantages: Charisma, Voice, Double Jointed, Lucky, Tough, Alert<br>Disadvantages: Vow - Advancement of the art</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 20:49:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name;</strong>&nbsp; Berial Landistar<br><strong>Time;</strong>&nbsp; Early morning.&nbsp; 9;30 AM to 11;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1<br><strong>Location;</strong>&nbsp; Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.&nbsp; Going down the Path of the Wanderers<br><strong>Tagged;</strong>&nbsp; Everyone within earshot.<br><br>David was glad of Robin's words even if no one else had paid heed to them and took the holy text as if it were made of glass, showing the utmost respect for it as he thanked the holy man profusely for the book and his words.&nbsp; "You shan't be disappointed.&nbsp; I shall do my best, I promise.&nbsp; Good luck to you as well!"&nbsp; He called cheerfully back as he ran off to tend to other matters, truly glad that Robin believed in him enough to give him such a gift.&nbsp; Berial meanwhile sadly shook his head at the question in regards to letting two or even one of his own head down the mountain with the Champions.&nbsp; It just couldn't be done.&nbsp; They might be safe for a while but the attacks towards the portal were coming more and more and he wanted every man and woman he could get up here to hold the line.<br><br>"I'm sorry but I can't risk losing any of my soldiers for any length of time.&nbsp; As you've all been told, there is a large den of goblins not too far down the mountain path itself that live in deep underground caves.&nbsp; We never know when the next attack will come and I need everyone here.&nbsp; You're on your own."&nbsp; He replied to Jasper's question, not about to be persuaded otherwise since he knew how dangerous things were getting and would continue to do so if things didn't get better soon.&nbsp; "I will wish you luck however and hope that you're more successful than any group has been before.&nbsp; Ashlyn's brother and those that traveled with him actually did seem to make a solid difference for a while but...as you can see it didn't last.&nbsp; I know that you Champions do make a difference, but it's never enough.&nbsp; Something out there is always seeking to change things back before making them worse than before, or at least that's what rumors have said that have filtered back to this position.&nbsp; Whatever is out there, it is powerful and it is deadly since few of your rank have ever returned.&nbsp; Whatever comes of them I do not know, only what I've heard and it's not good.&nbsp; You'll find out just how far reaching the effects of corruption are soon enough."&nbsp; He warned one last time, honestly glad that they were leaving although he looked to Erika briefly, wishing she'd stay a little longer since he had started to like her a fair bit even if they didn't see eye to eye.&nbsp; "Keep each other safe on the road ahead!"<br><br>Whatever happened next would be up to them and them alone as the gates opened and they were allowed to leave the fort at last.&nbsp; The Path of the Wanderers was the same going up in their own world as it proved to be going down, except in this world the Path was far better kept than it was back home.&nbsp; There were no cracks or visible holes in the ground to say that the stonework was giving way to the natural elements, nor were the intricate pillars that stood on either side of the Path toppled over or broken apart as they were back home.&nbsp; Besides the cave which was several miles down the road, there was nowhere for creatures big or small to hide and no threats to see since the last attack had come just as they had been arriving.&nbsp; That meant the Path down to the edge of the forested lands at the end of the Path itself would be free of any danger.&nbsp; There was no other way down since the walls on either side were either too steep with no handholds to allow anyone to simply climb over, and even if you did the sheer drop down on the other side would prove far too dangerous to try anyway.&nbsp; Where the rock walls didn't prove too difficult to climb over, the cliff faces were again too dangerous to try to climb down for even the strongest of people.&nbsp; Flying would draw too much attention since some monsters had the same ability but they rarely left their nests during the day, preferring the cold night to the bright and sunny days.&nbsp; The only way forward was right ahead of them.<br><br>The sun slowly arced over the sky as it reached high noon by the time they reached the only split in the path before them.&nbsp; The caves to the Goblin Den and who knew what else inside the massive underground cave network, or the Forested Areas ahead which would prove safer overall but offer its own challenges as well.&nbsp; The choice was theirs to make.&nbsp; They were on their own from here on out with no one but each other to rely on.&nbsp; Something their enemy knew well enough already.<br><br>((Either head on to Serenity Meadows or Ruhoc and deeper underground from there.&nbsp; (I think that's what it is called anyway.)&nbsp; Serenity Meadows is a relatively peaceful place but like most of the world, it has its own problems.&nbsp; Ruhoc you won't find any allies and myself and Dorian will have quite a bit of fun trying to find ways to send you lot to your doom...some more than others I might add.&nbsp; :P)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dorian Grandale</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 21:05:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Celedian.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Celedian<br><strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning (9:30 AM)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fort's entrance<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All present<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fatigue: None<br>Health: Full<br>Corruption: Unknown<br>Items: None<br><br></div></div><br>Celedian smiled softly at Nadia as she got up and thanked him. "I do only what is right, milady." he said, since he was not sure what her own name was. He'll learn it in due time, of course. He chuckled softly as the centaur from before offered her something and she looked after him as he retreated with much.. admiration?<br><br>Seeing the group gather, and Berial saw them off with a few additional words, which was a bit odd of him. Maybe he truly did believe this group of Champions could be the ones to finally liberate this world.Only time would tell, though he dared himself to hope these would last longer than the previous group..<br><br>"I shall watch from the skies, my friends, but do not hesitate to call if you need me." he said, flexing his knees as his wings unfurled to their maximum size, and he jumped, his wings carrying him sky ward, then in the direction of the path with another mighty flap. For all his.. unsleek form, he moved with a speed and flow unmatched by most birds.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 22:27:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name;Jasper</strong><br><strong>Time;Noon</strong><br><strong>Location;Entrance of Goblin caves</strong><br><strong>Tagged;Everyone</strong><br><br>"He hopes we'll make a difference. How cute of him..." Muttered Jasper to whoever was close enough to him, when they got out of the fort's gates and set a steady pace down the path, taking great care to be neither the first, nor the last of their group in any single moment. The box of bolts was already attached to his crossbow and he was pretty ready to send one in whatever decided to jump unexpectedly from the rocky landscape that surrounded them. And when nothing jumped out till noon, he was actually pretty happy. "Every surprise is good to whom that expects the worst" as his old dwarven master used to say.<br><br>"So this is the fabled entrance to the goblin caves... Remind me to blow this thing up as soon as obtain something lethal enough for them." He muttered, then gestured to Celedian, hoping to attract his attention from the ground. "If I was in the shoes of those ugly green midgets, I'd definitely send someone down the path to watch for trouble... Like few hundred men coming to torch their asses out of the cave and stuff. We must check if the vegetation downhill is too thick for dragon guy to scout from above..."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Backpack, traveller's clothes, repeating crossbow, engineering instruments, rope, map<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; High technology, Single minded, Danger sense, Magical aptitude<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; True Bisexual </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 22:40:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning.&nbsp; 9;30 AM to 11;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.&nbsp; Going down the Path of the Wanderers <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>As they exit the fort Nadia turn to Berial and raises her hand to wave "Be safe noble centaur, may the Gods keep you safe!", her eyes look for the cute one but not finding him so with a little weight in her heart she turns and looks down the path. Such a difference from her side, it takes her a little while to actually notice that in many ways it is the same because the difference is so telling. All the extra supplies she had bought makes her backpack quite heavy and soon she is entirely focused on just putting one foot in front of the other as the ache in her shoulders start to grow steadily worse. A quick glance around at her companions she notes they seem to be coping with it slightly better then her, then again she is easily the weakest of the lot. To pass the time she clears her throat and then starts singing old folk songs her people taught her, her clear voice making the trip a little easier but she keeps it down so it doesn't herald their arrival to everyone within 50 leagues. Unlike her fellow champions she doesn't bother even having her hands anywhere near her weapon, after all her inexperience with her little dagger means she is more a danger to herself then anything else.<br><br>When her voice gets tired she shuts up with a little embarrassed shrug and spends the time watching the world around her and picturing that cute centaur in her mind, knowing that even in this corrupted world beauty and kindness still exists gives her hope for the future. When they do reach the fork in the road she lets her heavy backpack slide down to the ground with a loud thud and she collapses on the ground with a little agonized whimper. Reaching around she gets her waterskin and takes a deep gulp to wet her parched throat and then lets the others debate all they want on the road to take.<br><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> 20<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 00:14:32</strong>
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				Name;Robin Goodman<br>Time;morning<br>Location;Entrance of Goblin caves<br>Tagged;Everyone<br><br>Robin grew contemplative as they made their way down the path, taking note of the similarities to his own world now... "It is strange, for the path to be so similar to that of our own world. I can accept the landscape being similar, but why would the inhabitants of two completely different cultures build so similar a path, and why is this corrupted world's path in so much better shape than our own's? There must be a connection here. Perhaps the same civilization built both of these paths."<br><br>He grew quiet after that, internalizing his thoughts as they continued, not pausing until Jasper's comments jar his attention to the cave they've reached and he pauses before it. His gaze wanders from wall to wall, looking inside for signs of habitation, "Perhaps we should investigate the cave itself. It seems these... goblins are more prone to wandering from their home than the masters of the fort. I do not know if any of them will be cooperative, but we should be able to retreat back towards the fort if things go too badly, and we may be able to learn something from them. We are ill informed of this world enough as it is."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;0</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level:0</strong><br><strong>Loot:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes</strong> <br><span class="bbc_u">Small Back Pack</span><br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>11 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>Basic Alchemy Kit: For fun and experimentation<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br><strong>Transformations:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages:</strong>Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br><strong>Disadvantages:</strong>Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katra Alexion</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 01:21:36</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <em>Erika</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>Morning, 9:30 am</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Entrance of Goblin Caves</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Everyone</em><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f2/Erika_Autumnvale.jpg) <br><br>Once she was certain that her gear was safely secured onto Wind-strider's back she took up the reigns she fashioned from a length of the rope she had brought with her and began following the others, this way she would have free access to her weapons should they happen upon any trouble. As she passed Berial she looked up and a gave him a quiet nod of the head, a gesture of thanks for his hospitality. This group of champions seemed rather chatty though none of them had directed any questions towards her which suited her fine, just gave her the time to keep an eye out on their surroundings whilst their guide loftily led from above.<br><br>They traveled on for a few hours, coming near to what appeared to be the entrance to cave, a network that seemingly belonged to the Goblins from what Erika remembered Berial commenting on. Jasper's comments about blowing the entrance sky high had the half-elven ranger rising a brow just as much as priest suggestion that they look into the caves themselves. Jasper's idea had merit, but for the lack of said explosives it was unlikely at this time - that and it behooved them to found out if this was the only entrance into the caves. Goblins as a whole were overly bright but they were vindictive little bastards when they want to be.<br><br>Her naturally soft voice was firm and easily heard as she spoke up. "That would not be ideal at this time. They may not be known for their strength but they very prolific and even a groups such as ours would eventually succumb to superior numbers and it only takes one to land a lucky strike. I would suggest we forget the goblins for now and concentrate on finding a relatively safe place to set up base and work from there. Dealing with the Goblins can come later once we know more and are better prepared."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 16:59:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Before the Goblin Cave <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn eyed the the cave curiously. It would be foolish to go into an enemy stronghold with so little warriors... especially against a foe you never faced before. But still, Ash didn't want to leave a problem they've come across unfixed."Perhaps we should try and capture one of these goblins... We can learn of them that way and the layout of these caves." Ash said thoughtfully. "Perhaps they can be reasoned with. If they even speak this tongue." she said jestingly with an amused look at Robin. "But first, as she suggested, we do need a camp to question any captive at." Ash agreed with a glance at Erika.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel, Old Wooden Bow, Quiver<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 17:32:36</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Time: 9:30-11:30<br>Tagged: All<br><br>Lin shrugs and walks a small bit further down the path. Using his staff as a walking stick, he somehow gives the impression of being completely unarmed, regardless of it's clear combat potential."Well then, if our first order of business, deciding how we want to operate in this world, has already been settled, I suggest we keep moving while we discuss out next topic. If we are going to operate out of a base, are we going to join an existing one such as a town or city, move into an abandoned one, liberate an enemy one, or construct our own? We should also decide if we should have more than one, as well as the ideal location." He then pauses and looks back at the group. "I feel I should point out that if we decide to liberate one, these caves are a valid option."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count: 6<br>Corruption Level: 0<br>Equipment: Notebook, Writing Brush, Ink, White wax wood staff - brass tipped, Twin hooks, Spiked knuckles, Steel knuckles, Hammer, Tongs, Incense, Rope, Herbs, Blanket, Flint and tinder, Small saw, Chisel, Miscellaneous survival gear<br>Transformations: None<br>Advantages: Charisma, Voice, Double Jointed, Lucky, Tough, Alert<br>Disadvantages: Vow - Advancement of the art</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 19:27:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Outside Goblin Cave&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>The Champions&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>He looked over at the cave with some speculation.&nbsp; They were worried about a little ant-hill?&nbsp; Especially one filled with short little green people.&nbsp; He expected Ashlyn to at least have a little more sense, but it seemed she was worried about having her shins bit too.<br><br>"Well I don't see what the big deal is..." he said while wandering closer to the cave to get an idea what was inside.<br><br>"Better get that paper handy, Linny, you're gonna have a real epic t' write down," he laughed.<br><br>He drew his rapier just in case something did decide to try and come for him, or to catch something or someone off guard.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Light Leather Armor, Rapier, 2x Dagger<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; Luck (15), Acute Vision +5, Well Endowed level 3, Psychic Love Wave, Acute Taste/Smell +3, Voice, Ambidextrous<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; Greed, Impulsiveness, True Bisexual, Compulsive Behavior (Flirt)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 23:21:35</strong>
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				Jasper instinctively readied his crossbow. Just in case. "Or an epitaph. You are about to get inside an unknown cave, full of monsters, without even a torch. Do I really..." He looked at Diego and gave a sigh. On a second thought, maybe he actually had to put it a bit differently for someone like him. "Oh well! The difference between heroes and veterans is that the second come back alive."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 21:35:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning.&nbsp; 9;30 AM to 11;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>by the goblin caves <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Even Nadia cant keep silent much longer and she shakes her head vigorously. "Seriously what on earth is wrong with you people? Why do you insist on this plan to prod the hornets nest when even the seasoned centaurs wouldn't do it? Is there some hidden desire to be gang raped, tortured and finally murdered that I should know about? If it was as simple as just walk in, kill them all.. wouldn't the centaurs have done that ages ago? And lets face it, they are far more skilled in combat then we are! What you are proposing is SUICIDE!"<br><br>She gets up and stalks angrily over to Diego and grabs him by the ear as if he was a naughty little one and hauls him backwards while looking at Ashlyn. "Reasoned with? I'm sorry did you miss the part where they where attacking the fort earlier? I swear I will put you all over my knee and spank you if I have to!" Her tone and body language is the same as when she used to scold the little ones when they refused to go to bed or otherwise had misbehaved.<br><br>She lets go of Diegos ear and glares at him, one arm outstretched pointing the other way towards the forest. Her foot comes down hard on the ground and her eyes all but shoot out lightning bolts. "Now if you wish to be gang raped so badly I am sure we can arrange that but not on MY watch you are not!"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> 20<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 21:52:31</strong>
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				Name;Robin Goodman<br>Time;At least 11:30 am<br>Location;Entrance of Goblin caves<br>Tagged;Everyone<br><br>Robin moved his hands in a placating gesture to Nadia and the others, "Very well, you've made your points. There's no sense in fighting each other. We need to work togethor. We don't know if any place will be more inviting than the goblins, but you've made your point that the goblins are not something we want to risk at this time. Although it does concern me to leave the goblins blocking our retreat while we wander into the unknown, I suppose we'll just have to take that risk. We aren't prepared for conflict with them."<br><br>After staring at each of the champions one by one in turn while fiddling with his collar Robin clears his throat and starts walking down the path once more, "So let's continue on our way than, before we draw the goblin's attention whether we want to or not."<br><br>Staring far ahead to the base of the mountain he adds, "Perhaps we can find someplace to camp in the forest... we'll be less visible to wandering parties there at least. Although it might not make much difference, since I assume we'll want a fire."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count;0<br>Corruption Level:0<br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes <br>Small Back Pack<br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>11 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>Basic Alchemy Kit: For fun and experimentation<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br>Disadvantages:Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dorian Grandale</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 21:58:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Celedian.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Celedian<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning (11:30 AM)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Goblin Cave entrance, Path of the Wanderers<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All present.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fatigue: None<br>Health: Full<br>Corruption: Unknown<br>Items: None<br><br></div></div><br>He noted Jasper's signal to him. He nodded back, though at his altitude it was unlikely they would see it. As he maneuvered down, he saw a few of them break off and move closer to the cave. 'What the? They're insane!' he thought, trying his best to glide down a little faster. Not even Berial and his elite soldiers had managed to even enter the place, let alone conquer it..<br><br>But as he&nbsp; came close to landing, it seemed the healer had taken control of the situation. He smiled a bit, as he passed above them. "Keep moving!" he said, veering towards the rest of the path. "Maybe they will listen to reason now.."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 00:29:42</strong>
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				Name: Goblin, low ranking peon<br>Time: Morning.&nbsp; 11;30 AM<br>Location: Goblin Cave entrance, Path of the Wanderers<br>Tagged: All present, although blissfully unaware at the moment.<br><br>The cave entrance itself was big sure but it didn't show much of anything inside since after a few dozen feet the passage way turned deeper into the mountain itself.&nbsp; A few randomly placed torches were the only light source inside and even they didn't offer much in the way of light, as of some dark cloud hung inside and made everything dimmer.&nbsp; Maybe it was just a trick of the light?&nbsp; Whatever the case, it was indeed quite unwise to go anywhere near the entrance, let alone inside the place since who knew how many creatures, big or small, were inside?&nbsp; Still, as far as capturing a goblin was concerned, they might just get that chance if they were careful and didn't allow the single lone guard that had been sent outside as punishment to the cave's entrance.&nbsp; "Stupid buggers....can't even have a bit of fun anymore without the boss getting red in the face and hard in the groin."&nbsp; The green skinned creature grumbled to himself as he sat himself down on a rock and moved aside his simple brown loin cloth, revealing a rather big shaft for such an obviously small creature.&nbsp; Besides a simple dagger that was tucked in his belt and a number of small vials filled with various colored liquids, he posed little threat on his own since he had no armor on him save for a simple leather jerkin that didn't cover his chest all that well.<br><br>"Can't have the succubi down there getting a hold of me....no matter how much they promise not to drain me dry....and how good they'd look split open on my cock.&nbsp; Hate having to resort to my left hand...but what choice does a lowly soldier have?&nbsp; The single prisoner we have at least isn't completely idiotic or out to get my soul, but she's too much of a wild cat to try to take advantage of, even with our lust drafts.&nbsp; Stupid vulpine witch!"&nbsp; The goblin cursed further as he started to stroke and rub at his member, completely unaware that he had company before him that would be all too eager to pump him for information rather than the pent up lust he was trying to rid himself of no thanks to the demons down there that the goblin leader had apparently sided with.&nbsp; He closed his eyes, further limiting his ability to see anyone coming up towards the cave entrance as he continued to stroke away, grinning like a loon as he got close to that release the demon women down below had wanted for themselves....and more if he hadn't been able to get away in time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 00:48:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Outside the Goblin Cave&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>The Evil Nadia, and all others&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>He was about to get the drop on the lone Goblin Guard, but as his body was preparing to leap with his sword pointed at the goblin's exposed cock his ear was snagged and he was forcefully dragged back to the gathering of the others, making muted sounds of pain.<br><br>"Ow!&nbsp; Ow!" he tried to be quiet enough not to alert the guard.&nbsp; He may be impulsive, but he wasn't exactly an idiot, after all.&nbsp; "But..wait..there's..." of course she wasn't listening and it's hard to explain things when your ear is being tugged on so painfully.<br><br>When Nadia finally let go he rubbed his ear and hushed the rest of the group, "There's just one guard over there, we could easily get the drop on 'em, 'specially since he's just jerkin' his rod.&nbsp; Get some idea 'bout what's inside, and what's around here outside."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Light Leather Armor, Rapier, 2x Dagger<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; Luck (15), Acute Vision +5, Well Endowed level 3, Psychic Love Wave, Acute Taste/Smell +3, Voice, Ambidextrous<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; Greed, Impulsiveness, True Bisexual, Compulsive Behavior (Flirt)<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 01:09:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning. 11;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>by the goblin caves <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br><br>"And you know there aren't any other guards hiding, and think one guard.. sitting out in the open .. doing what he is doing doesn't at all smell like a trap? Right.. have fun" She shakes her head and goes to get her backpack and hauls it up on her back again with a grunt before looking back at him again with open disgust in her eyes before she heads down the path towards the forest. If he wishes to charge in and have himself killed that was his choice, she wasn't going to be part of it. Her hand going to her dagger and she makes sure it is ready as a steady stream of profanities about impulsive males and various anatomically impossible but rather interesting things she wished she could do to them. Her anger fueling her continued cursing and she doesn't even care that such emotions easily can lead to her opening herself up to the demonic realms corrupting influence.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> 20<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 01:49:19</strong>
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				Name;Robin Goodman<br>Time;At least 11:30 am<br>Location;Path of the Wanderers, Heading away from the Entrance of Goblin caves<br>Tagged;Everyone<br><br>Robin turns back to the others, motioning for them to hurry, "You heard the winged fellow, the goblins may already have noticed us, it's not safe to linger here. If they discover how small our group is they will harry us on our descent."<br><br>He was a bit out of range of Diego's hushed whisperings, having started his descent, and had raised his voice quite a bit to reach the group, possibly alerting anything inside the cave to their presence. His void also lacked the conviction he usually had when speaking of his beliefs however, and it was obvious his heart wasn't in leaving the caves.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count;0<br>Corruption Level:0<br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes <br>Small Back Pack<br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>11 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>Basic Alchemy Kit: For fun and experimentation<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br>Disadvantages:Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>18-12-2012, 10:38:12</strong>
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				Name: Lin-Xhao<br>Time: 11:30<br>Location: Path outside cave<br>Tagged: Everyone<br><div class="floatright">(http://pigeonproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Shaolin-Kung-fu-Monks.jpg)</div><br>Lin was somewhat fortunate to have sharp hearing. Nothing completely amazing, but still above average. The mutters of the goblin echoing out of the cave were of particular interest to him. A vulpine prisoner of some sort? Kitsune, Keaton, Werefox, Foxfire Whisp, Tao Shaman, Sakuya Priestess... this and more flashed through his head as he skimmed his memories of his study of spiritual creatures and entities connected to the fox. "A trap it may be, but I must admit, if the bait they are using is real, it is a very tempting trap indeed... A powerful ally may be our reward should we clean this place out. I still say our first order of business is to find or construct a base of operations, but perhaps this should be an early entry on our to-do list?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katra Alexion</strong> on <strong>19-12-2012, 03:05:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <em>Erika</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>Morning, 9:30 am</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Entrance of Goblin Caves</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Everyone</em><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f2/Erika_Autumnvale.jpg) <br><br>Erika shook her head watching the healer deal with Diego, rather than roll her eyes at the situation she smirked slightly at the gypsy's down-to-earth approach to the matter. Hearing their guide encouraging them to move on Erika did so, whether the others followed or not was entirely up to them, she rather not be there when the bickering drew the guard's attention. Leading Wind-strider she continued to follow their guide, pale green eyes shifting about to take in her environment searching for any signs of hidden dangers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>20-12-2012, 21:58:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Early Morning <strong>:Time</strong><br>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn couldn't take her fellowships indecisiveness any longer.&nbsp; She realized she would have to take the lead. Though even she didn't think going into the cave was the wisest idea... this exactly wasn't going into the cave... Being the one who first mentioned capturing one of these goblins, Ash was not about to let this opportunity pass. "Stay silent everyone." Ashlyn commanded in a low, yet sharp voice, so that her allies would hear her. "I'm going to capture that creature... So make ready." Lying her glaive on the ground, the lithe elven warrior made her way quietly towards the mouth of the cave. Upon reaching the entrance she crouched down, nearly on all fours as she peered inside to verify the goblins location and that he was alone. She couldn't believe it. This goblin was really just sitting before the cave beating his meat right before them all... with his eyes closed! All to easy. With a quietness one would expect of an elf, Ashlyn slinked her form towards the golbin along the entrances walls. When she was in pouncing distance, she couldn't help but to smirk as she watched him jerk himself. His small hands wrapped around his importunate member. She came off the wall making not a sound and positioned herself behind the goblin as she admired his hard-on. Engorged veins ran through the green shaft and it was leaking pre-cum at its crown. She found herself inhaling deeply... only to learn that this creature hadn't bathed in quite sometime. Readying herself, she leaned in close to whisper in his ear "Enjoying yourself?" in a coy tone as placed the Goblin in a full-nelson, except one of her hands strangled his throat instead of being placed behind his head. She easily overpowered the half-pint and made her out of the cave entrance before another goblin happened to wonder up. Still holding the goblin in a full-nelson, it caused the goblins manhood to be pointed directly at her comrades as she returned to the group. "I hope we have rope for this one." the elf said smugly as she presented everyone with her captive.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">sneak roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=42773 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=42773)<br>Target was 12. Success. Was told that since the sneak was a success, other rolls where not needed in this instance.<br><br>Freaking wrote this on lack of sleep. sorry if the post is hard to read or something.</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel, Old Wooden Bow, Quiver<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 01:51:57</strong>
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				Name;Robin Goodman<br>Time;At least 11:30 am<br>Location;Path of the Wanderers, Near the Entrance of Goblin caves<br>Tagged;Everyone<br><br>Robin fiddles with his collar constantly from the moment he sees Ashlyn wander into the Cave, worry for the Elf plain on his face, and he doesn't stop even after she comes back out with her prisoner in hand. Not advancing toward her he motions to the cave and than back down the path, "Okay... we really shouldn't linger here, especially now. It would have been better to just leave the goblin in peace."<br><br>His eyes wander over the Goblin somewhat unsettled by the creatures appearence, almost shuddering at the sight of his cock displayed for all to see quite indecently. Robin suppresses the opposition in his heart and raises his gaze to the goblin's face, "It would be dangerous to release him now however. Unfortunate as it is to keep him against his will, we should probably take him with us down the mountain. That way we can speak to him somewhere a bit safer, and there will be little harm in releasing him once we're farther away from the caves."<br><br>Glancing to Erika next he frowns, having missed her introduction, "Excuse me miss, do you think perhaps we could have your mount carry the Goblin? We'll have to bind it, and I do not think any of us will want to carry it all the way down the mountainside."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count;0<br>Corruption Level:0<br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes <br>Small Back Pack<br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>11 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>Basic Alchemy Kit: For fun and experimentation<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br>Disadvantages:Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 03:29:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning. 11;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>by the goblin caves <strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br><br>"Oh for the" Nadia just rolls her eyes when Ashlyn sneaks away and returns with a goblin with.. a hardon?! Trust the elf to find someone horny to kidnap! She just runs her hands up into her hair and slowly shakes her head from side to side, great. Ok so they didn't set off any alarms but now they got a goblin to keep quiet and haul away before they are found. And then what?! This just wasn't a good day so far, and it had just started too. "Are you insane?! Now what do we do with.. that!" she gestures without looking at the naked thing desperately not wanting to see its still hard cock flopping about. "You are going to get us all killed!" she hisses just loud enough for Ashlyn to hear. She thought she had managed to avoid this disaster when she pulled Diego back and now this, just great.<br><br>"ok.. anyone have rope? We have to get the hell out of here NOW!" She doesn't wait to see if anyone else follows that advice and hurries down the path a little bit faster knowing she is the slowest anyway due to the heavy backpack, a backpack she fully intends to just discard and then run like hell if need be.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong> 20<br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 04:41:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Not far from the Goblin Cave&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>Nadia, Ashlyn&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>He was feeling particularly emasculated by Nadia, who was acting more like a mother hen than a sexy gypsy girl.&nbsp; Appearances can be deceiving, he reminded himself with a sigh.&nbsp; He got ready to follow them along, having been sufficiently scolded by nearly everyone else, but while he was being punished someone else was doing what it was he wanted to do in the first place.&nbsp; His attention shifted as he turned, getting ready to put his rapier away, only to find a small green person with an engorged cock being held quite effectively by the armored elf, Ashlyn.&nbsp; He snickered quietly to himself, glancing briefly over at Nadia to catch her reaction, both to the goblin being caught and at seeing the precum leaking shaft pointing from champion to champion.<br><br>"Good job, Ash!" he congratulated her before pointing his rapier threateningly at the goblin's testicles.&nbsp; "Calm down a bit 'n don't resist, otherwise ya won't be havin' any children and you'll be singin' in a little higher pitch, aye?"<br><br>"Well, we can head off a bit f'r a while, Nadia, get clear o' the caves then figure out what we'll do with him--at least out o' shoutin' distance.&nbsp; As long as Ash doesn't mind carryin' the little guy a little while longer."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Light Leather Armor, Rapier, 2x Dagger<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; Luck (15), Acute Vision +5, Well Endowed level 3, Psychic Love Wave, Acute Taste/Smell +3, Voice, Ambidextrous<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; Greed, Impulsiveness, True Bisexual, Compulsive Behavior (Flirt)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SneakyGuy</strong> on <strong>21-12-2012, 12:16:37</strong>
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				"Rope." Jasper stated the obvious, while giving the rope to Diego. "Now let's move."<br><br>The goblin was a lucky find, but they needed to move out quickly. The whole cave, with it's flickering lights didn't make him feel very safe. Naturally, you only light torches if you are going to do something. They don't last that long and they aren't just lying around - one has to make them, and gather the materials for them... and so on. As far as he was concerned, it was a definite sign that there were other goblins around, may be not within a minute, but within walking distance for sure. "And don't forget to gag his mouth!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 06:11:21</strong>
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				Name: Goblin, low ranking peon<br>Time: Morning.&nbsp; 11;30 AM<br>Location: Away from the Cave, further down the Path of the Wanderers<br>Tagged: All present, and borderline unconscious no thanks to the Elf bi 'gag cough gurgle'!&nbsp; (Little humor lol.)<br><br>The goblin didn't even know what was going on until he was trapped by Ashlyn sneaking up on him.&nbsp; He couldn't breath as she got him locked down with ease and was promptly bound in rope.&nbsp; They hadn't gagged his mouth though so as soon as Ashlyn let him go, he'd start screaming for someone to help him out, or at least he would have if not for Diego pointing a sword at his nuts.&nbsp; He growled but didn't fight since he valued his 'family jewels' almost as much as his life.&nbsp; His cock was still hard and dribbling precum but he couldn't do anything to relieve himself now as his day went from bad to worse.&nbsp; "Filthy humans and knife ears....I will have fun with you when I get out of this!"&nbsp; He said in a whisper, talking more bravely than he actually felt since it was clear he was quite frightened the way his eyes were big and dilated at the moment.&nbsp; He didn't fight though, mainly since if he did he was sure the one wielding the sword which was pointed at him would make good on his threat.&nbsp; He could potentially get a new pair of testicles back with a few specific potions or food corrupted enough to transform him, but he doubted he'd get the chance to find any.&nbsp; Besides that, he'd be the laughing stock of his fellow goblins anyway so it wouldn't be worth the effort in the end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 06:58:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://pigeonproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Shaolin-Kung-fu-Monks.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lin-Xhao&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>11:30 AM <strong>:Time</strong><br>Path of the Wanderers <strong>:Location</strong><br>Goblin Captive&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Lin gives the goblin a soft prod in the side with his staff. "We may LET you go if you behave. Besides, in an admittedly extremely roundabout way, we are all on the same side here, if what I learned of your people at the fortress at the peak is true. Play nice, and you may wind up in a position far superior to your former one. We have nothing to lose, and you have much to gain by joining us. Think about it. We have until we stop for camp to wait for your answer, but we may start as soon as you like. All it will take is answering a few questions and cooperating, and you will quickly find your situation improving." He then winks. "Decide to play nice soon, and you may even join us for lunch. Don't think of this as misfortune. Think of it as an opportunity. What can allying with us, do for you?" He pauses for a moment. "For starters, what is your name? Far be it from us to simply call you 'goblin' when the more polite option of calling you by name is available."<br><br>Lin, if nobody could tell, tends to play "good cop" more often than not.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>23-12-2012, 06:33:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Early morning. 11;30 AM.&nbsp; Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>by the goblin caves, heading away at top speed<strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>She cant believe what she is seeing and hearing, is the monk seriously holding a long winded speech right there? Sure he is walking along but... this isn't the time surely? "MOVE IT OR ILL CUT YOUR PRIVATES OFF!" Only after the words leave her mouth does she realize she might have been a tad loud and slaps her hand over her mouth and takes her own advice and picks up the pace. Her heavy backpack digging into the shoulder blades painfully with each half running stride as she tries to not trip on any loose rocks or protruding roots. They can move or not, she has given up on even trying to reason with them when they seem more interested in standing around looking pretty.<br><br>"Of all the rotten luck, seriously, give me a gelding knife. And a hot pot of water, and some pinecones.. yes" she grumbles before getting so out of breath that she cant waste any of it on grumbling in anger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>24-12-2012, 00:18:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://pigeonproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Shaolin-Kung-fu-Monks.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lin-Xhao&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>11:30 AM Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>Path of the Wanderers <strong>:Location</strong><br>All&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Lin sighs. "The rest of you catch up when you can. I'll try and keep her from doing anything foolish. With luck, I'll be able to convince her to wait for the rest of us before the path forks again." he says as he shifts his pack higher up on his shoulders and picks up his pace, following Nadia down the trail. "Nadia! Be reasonable and hold your pace! The last thing we need is anyone going off alone!" he calls ahead, his training letting him keep a steady pace despite the uneven footing, hopefully letting him catch up before Nadia gets herself in trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>24-12-2012, 02:01:49</strong>
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				Name: Goblin, low ranking peon<br>Time: Morning.&nbsp; 12;00 PM<br>Location: Away from the Cave, further down the Path of the Wanderers<br>Tagged: All present.<br><br>The goblin winced visibly at the human woman's yelling and since he couldn't cover his ears, he resorted to what could be taken as whining.&nbsp; "Why does the pretty human have to yell?!&nbsp; It hurts my ears it does!"&nbsp; Still, Lin's words had some effect as the goblin looks to the human male and actually seems to think about the offer after he has recovered from the sudden noise from Nadia's very angry words.&nbsp; He at last feels himself go soft so that only helps to improve his ability to think since he wasn't constantly reminded of what those succubi down in the caves had been trying to get him to do to them.&nbsp; He sighed and nodded his ascent since he couldn't much do anything as it were, tied up as he was.&nbsp; "My name is Ridal.&nbsp; And yes....I'm just a peon, not even worth the spit from my superior's mouth or so I've been told.&nbsp; It sucks!"&nbsp; He growled but calmed almost a moment later, waiting for the questions to start up as they started to near the end of the Path of the Wanderers.&nbsp; "What do you want to know human and elven Champions?&nbsp; Yes I know what you are, your forms are not corrupted by the taint like everyone else's are here, that'll be a dead giveaway to anyone else as well, I can promise you that.&nbsp; But that might give you an advantage all of its own.&nbsp; My advice?&nbsp; Watch what you eat...always...let alone what you wipe your ass with."&nbsp; He still remembered the time he had wiped his butt with a Tentacle Leaf by accident and had eight worm like tentacles come out of his bottom.&nbsp; He couldn't sit down or even lay down on his rump for a month.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Lin and Nadia meanwhile wouldn't be harassed by anything, but if they were any louder they might draw the attention of unwelcome company.&nbsp; There was a small group of about six imps moving ahead of the path and they were heading further down and to they planned to head south as soon as they could.&nbsp; One on one they weren't much of a threat but in groups, even one Champion would be hard pressed to take them down since their Lust Magics were potent when combined together, and if they were successful of course.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katra Alexion</strong> on <strong>30-12-2012, 21:38:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <em>Erika</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>Afternoon, 12:00 pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em> Away from the Cave, further down the path (waiting for the other to catch up)</em><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Everyone</em><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f2/Erika_Autumnvale.jpg) <br><br>Not that much further ahead Erika continued to trail Celedian from the ground with Wind-strider easily keeping pace. She noted how much the surrounding landscape seemed to mirror the world they had come from, just in a more dark and twisted fashion. When she felt she walked far enough away from the caves she paused and waited for the others to catch up, seeing for the first time that they had managed to acquired a <br>a new addition to their group. <br><br>Erika said nothing but merely raised an eyebrow taking in the tied up goblin. What was the use in deciding to pursue caution if they were only going to turned around and throw it to the wind? Ashlyn's doing no doubt. Having nothing to say at the moment, Erika turned her attention to Nadia, noticing that she was in a bit of a mood - hopefully her sudden outburst hadn't drawn any unnecessary attention. The Monk seem like he was going to try and calm her down.<br><br><strong>(OOC: sorry short post, having trouble finding some inspiration)</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>30-12-2012, 22:09:43</strong>
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				Name;Robin Goodman<br>Time;At least 12:00 pm<br>Location;Path of the Wanderers, Past the Goblin caves<br>Tagged;The Party and the Goblin who might be named Vergil<br><br>Robin frowned as Erika ignored him and continued on her way down the path without giving him a moment's thought, almost wanting to run after her and at least get a refusal out of her but moving back to the rest of the group as Nadia storms past him down the path.<br><br>Robin walks right up to the goblin and wraps an arm around him in support, the bindings making it hard for someone to walk on their own. "We need to move, now, Sorry for the trouble Mr. Goblin, but you'll have to come with us. I will however do all in my power to make sure that you're treated with the dignity and respect any intelligent creature deserves."<br><br>Looking at the remainder of the Champions still lingering near the cave sharply, he starts moving forward with the Goblin. Speaking softly once they get a bit farther from the cave. "My name is Robin Goodman, of the Church of Aquas. Why did your people attack the Fort at the top of the path?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gem Count;0<br>Corruption Level:0<br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:Ordinary Clothes <br>Small Back Pack<br>Wooden Spoon and bowl<br>Small waterskin<br>Thick Quilt<br>Supplies: 1 weeks traveling rations<br>11 copies of Aquas Sacred Text<br>1 Healers Kit: Medical Tools, small selection of various preserved Medicinal Herbs<br>Basic Alchemy Kit: For fun and experimentation<br>5 pieces of Paper<br>Inkpot and Quill<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:Charisma +2, Inhibited +2, Voice(Evangelic), Clerical Investment +1, Empathy, Literacy, Strong Will +4<br>Disadvantages:Honesty, Truthfulness, Sense of Duty 4,Vow of Chastity, Turn on(Female Transformation)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Re Z L</strong> on <strong>31-12-2012, 05:53:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Kofyq.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Diego Aurelius&nbsp; <strong>:Name</strong><br>Walking the path with the other champions&nbsp; <strong>:Location</strong><br>ALL!&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>He'd long since resheathed his blade after making his promise to the goblin, who seemed more than amicable towards them now.&nbsp; He winced a bit as well when Nadia yelled at them all before hurrying off to find something to occupy herself with.&nbsp; She seemed very...testy lately.&nbsp; Luckily it looked like someone was going off with her to help keep an eye on her.&nbsp; He watched them both go thoughtfully before agreeing with the goblin, "She can be a little noisy..."<br><br>He listened to the goblin's advice about the world around them, wondering what he might mean by their appearance could be and advantage in some situations.&nbsp; "Watch what we eat, eh?&nbsp; Otherwise what, we end up lookin' like you or somethin'?"<br><br>"'N while yer at it, know anythin' 'bout the lay o' the land 'round here?"<br><br>He kept his eyes out, while talking to the goblin, keeping a watch on their surroundings as they went.&nbsp; Often it was a traveler caught unaware that was taken advantage of, and it's such an easy thing to avoid if you make sure to keep careful watch of your surroundings.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gems:&nbsp; <br>Corruption:&nbsp; <br>Loot:&nbsp; <br>Equipment:&nbsp; Light Leather Armor, Rapier, 2x Dagger<br>Transformations:&nbsp; <br>Advantages:&nbsp; Luck (15), Acute Vision +5, Well Endowed level 3, Psychic Love Wave, Acute Taste/Smell +3, Voice, Ambidextrous<br>Disadvantages:&nbsp; Greed, Impulsiveness, True Bisexual, Compulsive Behavior (Flirt)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>31-12-2012, 10:33:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img145/3339/myarbyaikurisud4hmjvc.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lairelithoniel Lithônion <strong>:Name</strong><br>Afternoon. like 12 <strong>:Time</strong><br>Path past the goblin caves <strong>:Location</strong><br>Everyone <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Ashlyn was slightly impressed by the monks initial bargaining with the goblin... seemingly winning him over, from being a hostage, to a potential partner. Though Ash was not fool enough to trust the goblin one but, impressionable thing that it was. Ash had half a mind to follow Nadia and the Monk, but Ash had a feeling the Monk was a competent warrior despite his soft nature. Focusing back on the goblin, Ash joined Diego and Robin in the questioning. "Yes, we were hoping to find a place to set up a camp... or a base of operations. Any recommendations, Mr. Ridal?" she asked smoothly, still deciding if she would even give his advice any precedence. "And don't be so worried about any current residences. We can... <em>evict</em> them" Ash added coyly. She had more questions, but didn't feel the need to rush them. Ridal would be with them for quite some time it would seem. Still, this was curious about how the food in this land seemed to be tainted as well... could they not purify it? And how quick were transformations.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br><strong>Loot;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Equipment;</strong> Living Wood Glaive +1ACC: Dolithiel, Living Wood armor: Lithôniel, Old Wooden Bow, Quiver<br><strong>Transformations;</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Advantages;</strong>Combat Reflexes, Hight Pain Threshold, Double Jointed, Magical Aptitude, Strong Will, Voice (Haughty Drawl), Longevity, Tight Ass, Tight Pussy, Attractive, Extra Fatigue<br><strong>Disadvantages;</strong>Compulsive Behavior (Training), Over Confidence, Bully, True Bisexual</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 00:36:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>Noon. 12.00pm.&nbsp; Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>past the goblin caves<strong>:Location</strong><br>all&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Once away from the cave Nadia slows down and then stops to rest and let the others catch up, anger still clouding her features and not for the last time she curses the reasons for her being her. Again she is assaulter by the thoughts of just turning around and forgetting this damned place even exists. She pulls out her waterskin and takes a mouthful while just fuming in silence, wanting just everything to go away.<br><br>A little look down the side of the cliff face and she is tempted really tempted. It sure would solve a lot of things, she looks at her so called fellow companions and just shrugs to herself. "bah why do I bother" she grumbles to herself and slides the backpack off her shoulders.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Corrupting the Homeland.  (CoC GURP system game IC Thread.)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>masterofgames</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 05:46:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://pigeonproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Shaolin-Kung-fu-Monks.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Lin-Xhao&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>:Name</strong><br>12:00 PM Day 1 <strong>:Time</strong><br>Path of the Wanderers <strong>:Location</strong><br>All&nbsp; <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br>Nadia's pause for water and a rest was enough to let Lin catch up. "Nadia, I do not mean to pry, but your attitude has taken a sudden turn for the worse ever since we left the peak." he begins as he crosses the last few yards to her, passes her, then turns and whips his staff outwards, blocking her from going any farther, the tip of his staff making a sharp thump as it impacts the dirt covered stone of the mountain trail's cliff. "If it is a private matter, I will drop it, but if you have a problem with something involving the team you need to let us know now, before it winds up getting someone hurt."
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