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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 3, 2017 22:18:30 GMT
I follow with that lamp we found lit. I have my falchion out at the ready.
Artemisia follows close, with her axe in hand.
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Post by Admin on Feb 4, 2017 16:19:28 GMT
Going south leads to a door, directly ahead. There is a scepter on the ground, in front of the door.  |
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 4, 2017 17:24:41 GMT
"There you are, Artemisia. A royal shaft for your loneliest of nights, its length and girth worthy of any Size Queen of Amazonia."
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 4, 2017 23:03:51 GMT
"Yeah, yer obviously trying to piss me off. All cuz you cant get it up, little man."
Jame laughs at this as he goes to investigate the door.
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 4, 2017 23:16:40 GMT
"Fine, if you don't want the scepter, leave it be. But don't go trying to molest my pony to satisfy your worn-out cunt. I don't want him catching any diseases."
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 4, 2017 23:35:32 GMT
"Oooh, now I know yer jealous of the statue." Artemisia just laughs, her anger disaippating, as Jame opens the door.
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Post by Admin on Feb 5, 2017 2:33:47 GMT
10' wide passage, straight ahead, south for 30'. There is a basketful of peaches in the middle of the passage.  |
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 5, 2017 16:20:41 GMT
I use my last rubber glove from the other side to pick up the scepter. No telling where it's been.
"Ohhh, peaches."
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 5, 2017 17:05:19 GMT
I go over and check to see if the peaches are poisoned.
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 5, 2017 20:30:53 GMT
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 6, 2017 14:30:24 GMT
"Yes, dear, that's nice."
I wash them off VERY thoroughly and cut one open to check it.
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Post by Admin on Feb 6, 2017 14:35:10 GMT
It looks like a good peach. Rumor has it that peach pits contain natural cyanide.
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 6, 2017 21:51:13 GMT
I toss one to Artemisia and say, "Let me eat some peach, girl."
Artemisia rolls her eyes and mutters something about "men" and we both bite in.
What else is in the room?
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Post by Admin on Feb 7, 2017 0:42:49 GMT
You're not in a room, just a 10' wide passage that continues south.
Your basic options:
* go back
* go south
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 7, 2017 1:38:58 GMT
Artemisia says something around her bites of peach and heads south, grabbing a couple peaches as she goes.
I look at DP, shrug and follow.
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 7, 2017 1:45:56 GMT
Due to iron rations, I have not shit for five days.
I put all of the remaining peaches into my backpack, and eat one now. I also put the scepter in my pack. Then I follow on.
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Post by Admin on Feb 7, 2017 3:06:52 GMT
Passage continues south for another 60'.
A strong wind blows up the passage!
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 7, 2017 23:30:41 GMT
Does it smell like anything?
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Post by Admin on Feb 9, 2017 16:38:40 GMT
No smell.
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 9, 2017 22:36:30 GMT
I continue down the passage ~
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 10, 2017 0:41:24 GMT
Artemisia and I follow.
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Post by Admin on Feb 10, 2017 14:12:43 GMT
There is a side-passage, 10 feet wide, right 45 degrees ahead.
There is the strong smell of urine, here (something or someone took a leak here).
Your basic options:
* go forward (S)
* go down the side-passage (SW)
* go back (N)
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Post by dragonspipe on Feb 10, 2017 19:15:01 GMT
I whip it out and take a piss here as well, to assert dominance.
Then lead on Southwards ~
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Post by Admin on Feb 10, 2017 19:56:38 GMT
The passage continues south for 60', and, becomes filled with smoke. It is hard to breathe.
Your basic options:
* go back
* continue south
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Post by jamerowe1 on Feb 10, 2017 22:27:23 GMT
Artemisia spits out the last of the peach she was eating and we wrap towels around our mouths. We thrn move south.
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