randomwriter
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Post by randomwriter on May 30, 2016 22:15:43 GMT
>Hey, maybe you could get her to stay there. He hasn't seen her without the hood, right?
>Pry into the details of Sister Embers's probably nonexistant love life.
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Post by curiousfellow on May 31, 2016 13:20:53 GMT
>Any chance he would recognise your uniforms?
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Post by ProfessorLizzard on May 31, 2016 14:37:34 GMT
>Acolyte: he might recognize your robes, there is a precedent
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Post by smuchmuch on May 31, 2016 20:57:33 GMT
>So just how normal are Sister Ember's/the late Master Flame's glowing coored eyes, btw, because no one ever seem to coment on them;
>Acolyte: ... Why did you ever join the cult in the first place ?
>Now that you have money, you can probably afford to stay in other cheap inn for the night
>... however, this guy is a highish ranking member of Truth, tho, if you manage to talk to him without revealing you true intention, you might learn things about the tower of Truth security. (And maybe the cult and sister Embers, thig she woudn't tell you herself.)
>If this guy and sister Embers fought how come he and she are still alive
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Post by tailortf on Jun 4, 2016 2:33:35 GMT
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Acolyte: Wait, if that story is true, how come he's still alive?
Acolyte: Did you guys get to talking and then maybe you found out he's not so bad a guy afterall and let him go?
Sister Embers: I- what?
Sister Embers: No.
Sister Embers: Why would you even think that?
Sister Embers: No, if I recall correctly, the Truthbearer along with the rest of the army rescued him.
Sister Embers: As always.
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Acolyte: Well, I'm sorry, Sister Embers, but I'm going in.
Acolyte: I really need a place to stay and he doesn't seem like as scary as you say.
Sister Embers: I warn you, acolyte, if he finds out you are a member of the cult, he will tear you from limb to limb.
Acolyte: ...yeah, okay, maybe I should take my robe off.
Sister Embers: *sigh*
Sister Embers: I suppose I can allow a breach of dress code this one time.
Sister Embers: If only to save your life.
Sister Embers: Here is your cash. We shall meet back here tomorrow at 7 exactly.
>Why did you ever join the cult in the first place?
Well, that's not really a super exciting story. You needed something to do once you turned 18 and helping your parents run the store didn't seem too exciting.
Then, one day, you bumped into a guy who gave you a pamphlet for the cult. It seemed like a pretty sweet deal - you get to learn magic, travel the world...
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You didn't really find out about the "saving the world from sin" part until later, but then you knew you had to stay.
You'd really like to help save the world. It's a pretty nice place with pretty great people.
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MacLarren: Good evening!
Acolyte: Uh...h-hello.
Acolyte: I'd like to...rent a room for the night.
MacLarren: Alrighty.
MacLarren: Whoa there, buddy, look at yourself.
MacLarren: Might be mean of me to say, but you're not looking so great.
MacLarren: Torn shirt and eye bags and all.
MacLarren: Tell you what, if it's just for one night, you can have the room on the house.
MacLarren: You probably need the money more than I do.
Acolyte: Oh, thank you, that's very nice of-
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Frankie: HEY THERE!
Acolyte: Oh, hi.
Frankie: Yeah!
Frankie: You're that dude from the alley, right?
Frankie: See, told ya this is a great place!
MacLarren: Ah, leave the kid alone, Francine, you're drunk and he's scared.
Frankie: No way, this guy is new in town!
Frankie: We need to celebrate!
Acolyte: Uh, I don't really know if-
Frankie: Come on, man, let's have some fun!
Frankie: You don't get to have a sweet "welcome to the city" party every day!
>Have a night on the town.
Well...it IS pretty early still. And you WOULD like to unwind a little bit after all the craziness lately.
And...Sister Embers wouldn't mind, right? Well, of course she would, but not more than she already minds the things you do, right?
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Acolyte: Well...I guess it would be alright.
Acolyte: This one time.
Frankie: Badass!
Frankie: C'mon, I'll introduce you to my party crew.
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Sin. Sin everywhere.
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Well, you're sure Acolyte will be fine. These are merely drunken idiots. Not malicious.
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Getting tired. Should find a place to rest.
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You wish you didn't have to rest. Still, it's nice being on your own sometimes.
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This looks like a good place.
>Sister Embers: Meditate.
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Alright. You've had your rest.
Time to see what you can find out about this town.
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Spira-Virgo
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Post by Spira-Virgo on Jun 4, 2016 3:25:16 GMT
> Sister Embers: USE YOUR POWERS TO CREATE A FLYING FIRE WATCHING EYE. The eye will then be able to investigate the town even better while staying in full disguise!
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Post by Curris on Jun 4, 2016 3:57:27 GMT
Acolyte --> I bet the Church of Truth has a lot of similarities to the Cult of Argaleth. I mean, they're probably saving the world too! You should really dig into those core tenets, and add them to your Belief-pile.
Sister Embers --> Scout out artefacts in this town. Or, scout out the deepest darkest pit of sin. You've got some casual arson cleansing to do!
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Post by smuchmuch on Jun 4, 2016 11:02:46 GMT
>Sister Embers: Search around for high concentrations of magic, there's alway something interesting.
>You know, you'll need to recruit later, you won't be able to do much with only one very midly competent acolyte
>Maybe if you found the worst, most evil and cruel criminals around (not wusses like Gil) you could cleanse them an gain sway with the gratefull population ?
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randomwriter
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Post by randomwriter on Jun 4, 2016 14:29:36 GMT
>Acolyte, try not to overreact to the whole church of truth. Just act natural.
>And ignore the voice ordering you to CLEANSE THE INFIDEL-
>Sister Embers, scout out the tower.
>And keep an eye on your acolyte, considering his proximity to one of your greatest foes.
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Post by ProfessorLizzard on Jun 5, 2016 8:36:48 GMT
>Scout for libraries, museums, and other places of KNOWLEDGE
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Post by tailortf on Jun 7, 2016 13:47:36 GMT
>Use your powers to create a FLYING FIRE WATCHING EYE.
No. Watchful eyes are typically regular eyes simply endowed with magical capabilities through enchantment.
Creating one made entirely of flame is beyond your abilities.
However, you do always keep a regular one in your robes.
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It is somewhat damaged, but it has sentimental value, so you keep it for emergencies.
In any case, scouting out the city is far easier like this than on foot.
>Check on your acolyte.
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Still fine. You are not surprised. Acolyte is quite good at fitting into social situations. Chances are you can leave him alone for the night.
>Scout out the tower for magical artifacts.
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Knight: So, what's the deal with this chained up box?
Knight: More stuff for the festival?
Smoking Guy: Nah, this baby's going straight up to the purplecoats.
Knight: Damn, R & D are working through the festival?
Knight: That's rough.
Smoking Guy: Ah, you know those magic guys.
Smoking Guy: They probably begged the Truthbearer to let them not take a day off.
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This could be useful.
Triangular motives on the lock are consistent with Numeralians - followers of the god of Logic.
Followers of Logic are known to develop powerful magic artifacts.
You may need to take a look at this crate later on in th-
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MacLarren: Great.
MacLarren: There goes my solitary midnight smoke.
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randomwriter
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Post by randomwriter on Jun 7, 2016 13:55:23 GMT
>Welp, any spells we have to hide, or any spells that'll make a silent kill?
>Stall him.
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Spira-Virgo
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Post by Spira-Virgo on Jun 7, 2016 14:22:02 GMT
> Oppos... This is awkward. Hello MacLarren. Guess a sorry won't cut it huh? ^.^
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Post by Curris on Jun 7, 2016 19:28:28 GMT
Assure him, that if he really wants to smoke, you'll be happy to oblige him.
Grit your teeth, split your attention. Make hostile small talk. Try not to echo back the conversation you're magically eavesdropping on to the conversation you're having in person.
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Post by smuchmuch on Jun 8, 2016 11:24:00 GMT
>Make a mental note of banging your head against a wall later for having been stupid enough to pose yourself on the roof of the very sme building you knew one of your mortal enemy was in.
>As long as he doesn't see your eyes or hear your voice too clearly, he doesn't have to know it's you secifically
>You could try bluffing. tell him the rest of your cult is dead (true mostly), that you want to turn a new leaf, the robe jsut the last clothe you own.
>MacLarren: Hey she kept the eye as a souvenir
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Post by Curris on Jun 8, 2016 16:25:20 GMT
>MacLarren: Hey she kept the eye as a souvenir I didn't catch that, but that's a good point~! Her watcher eye IS probably MacLarren's eye. I wonder if he can see what she sees through it. You know, magic, and Church of Truth stuff. |
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Post by tailortf on Jun 9, 2016 14:32:30 GMT
>Make hostile small talk.
MacLarren: Embers.
Sister Embers: MacLarren.
MacLarren: Gotta say, I'm surprised to see you.
MacLarren: I thought the cult wasn't relevant anymore.
MacLarren: Didn't you lose a lot of people in the siege of the Silent Valley?
Sister Embers: No, we had plenty of time to escape while you were busy burning our ancestral home to the ground.
MacLarren: Yeah, I guess that's true.
MacLarren: Hey, speaking of burning, spark me up here.
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MacLarren: So, I assume you're not just here for the equinox festival.
MacLarren: Still number two-ing for your sociopath of a brother?
Sister Embers: Hardly.
Sister Embers: The cult's population has decreased to me and a single acolyte.
Sister Embers: I am here to attempt to right this.
MacLarren: Yeah, I'm not doing too great myself.
MacLarren: Bored as hell.
MacLarren: It's all too peaceful now.
MacLarren: The Army of Truth got disbanded ages ago.
MacLarren: I was captain of the guard for a little while, but that was just a boring desk job.
MacLarren: We gotta face it, there's no place for us old warhorses in the world anymore.
MacLarren: You ever think of giving up the whole cult crap?
Sister Embers: Absolutely not.
Sister Embers: I shall continue my work until I die.
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MacLarren: Yeah, yeah.
MacLarren: I'll tell you what, Embers.
MacLarren: You keep on playing toy soldiers as much as you like.
MacLarren: But if you do ANYTHING to harm anyone in this city?
MacLarren: I will find someone to run the bar, squeeze into my old armor, and make life for you a living hell.
MacLarren: You got that?
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Sister Embers: Of course.
Sister Embers: I wouldn't have it any other way.
Sister Embers: However, your words are meaningless.
Sister Embers: No matter what, the cult shall come out on top.
Sister Embers: Now I must take my leave.
Sister Embers: Do not follow me or I shall be forced to kill you.
>MacLarren: Hey, she kept the eye as a souvenir.
Yeah, that's Embers alright. If you asked her, she'd say it's because she "never throws out anything" or some crap like that, but you know she's proud as hell of it.
So, looks like the cult's coming back. That was certainly unexpected.
Life's about to get a whole lot more interesting.
>Sister Embers: Realize how stupid it was to rest on the roof of the building your sworn enemy is in.
Yes, in retrospect that was a terrible idea. You blame it on your being tired beforehand.
In any case, that is the past. Now is the time to examine this potentially magical artifact.
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Far from ideal exit point. Shouldn't have used second-hand terrain data. Shouldn't have left in a hurry either.
You'll make do.
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Guards, two. One armored. Fighting would create noise, possibly best to distract, maybe with-
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Post by turtleoracle on Jun 9, 2016 14:36:57 GMT
> Sister Ambers : Ask why he'd do that.
> Acolyte : Party Hard
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Post by Curris on Jun 9, 2016 19:53:36 GMT
Hooray! Sister Embers is going to have a stressful evening.
Sister Embers --> Lightly bonk a small fire into Gil's hat-feather.
Gil --> Fancy meeting you here? Small world! Extinguish hat fire and produce a larger hat-feather.
Make plans to take out the guards.
Sister Embers --> Why is Gil attempting to get your artefact!?
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Post by Spira-Virgo on Jun 10, 2016 12:16:25 GMT
> Slap him. God dammit what if it had hit your face?! T.T
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Post by ProfessorLizzard on Jun 10, 2016 13:53:12 GMT
>Silent angry gestures
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Post by GreatKaiserNui on Jun 11, 2016 4:48:13 GMT
>Don't waste spells on this moron, just your fists.
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Post by curiousfellow on Jun 11, 2016 14:07:53 GMT
>There's your distraction.
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Post by tailortf on Jun 11, 2016 14:17:44 GMT
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>Don't waste spells on this moron.
>Ask why he'd do that.
Sister Embers: Question one: why did you do that?
Gil: Well how else am I supposed to get your attention with all these guards around?!
Sister Embers: I do not approve of your methods.
Sister Embers: That could have hit my face.
Gil: Oh, right.
Gil: Like you're all that concerned about your looks.
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Sister Embers: Question two: what are you doing here?
Gil: Same thing as you, trying to get into that bigass box.
Sister Embers: You had made it clear you were going home earlier.
Gil: Yeah, and I did.
Gil: I took a nap, it was awesome.
Gil: And then I still had some time so I thought hey, maybe I should go check out the tower just in case.
Gil: I've already been here like 20 times before, but I figured I might as well.
Gil: But now I'm aiming for that box.
Smoking Guy: Hey, you guys can't be in-
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Gil: Oh dammit, my hat.
Sister Embers: Impossible.
Sister Embers: I have already spotted this crate and claimed it in the name of the cult.
Sister Embers: You are too late.
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Gil: What?! Come on!
Gil: Shouldn't I get by on, like, seniority?
Gil: I've been stealing things in this city way longer than you.
Sister Embers: In any case, it doesn't matter.
Sister Embers: Your deal with us states that you must hand all magical artifacts you find over to us.
Gil: Uh, yeah, tomorrow.
Gil: Right now I'm working on my own time.
Knight: Hey, what did you guys do to-
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Gil: Wait, you said this crate has magic stuff in it?
Sister Embers: I believe so, yes.
Sister Embers: Though I cannot be sure without a closer look.
Gil: Okay, great, so neither of us knows what's in there.
Gil: You know what? We're counting our chickens before they hatch.
Gil: How about we get the crate first, open it, then see if we even NEED the thing inside.
Gil: And if we both need it, I'd just sell it anyway, so I'll let it go for...
Gil: Let's say half of its' retail value.
Gil: And 50 gil for hat repairs.
Sister Embers: Fine, if only to make you stop talking.
Gil: Alright, sweet.
Gil: Let's go take out those guards.
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Sister Embers: I do not believe that will be necessary.
Gil: Oh.
Gil: Sleeping on the job.
Gil: That's just laziness is what that is.
Gil: You guys are never gonna get anywhere like this.
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Gil: Okay, so you're sure this is a valuable crate?
Sister Embers: Now that we are closer, I strongly suspect so.
Sister Embers: There is a fair bit of magic energy emanating from within.
Gil: Alright, sounds like as good an excuse as any to take out Mr.Crowbar.
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Gil: Ah.
Gil: Well, I'm out of ideas.
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Post by badatnames on Jun 11, 2016 17:05:07 GMT
>Hit the weakest link- the box. I mean, it's made out of wood, isn't it?
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