Posts from Grayson Islands

Good thing we don't live inside your heart.

Personally, I find it harder to tolerate extreme heat than extreme cold.

Same here.

I feel the opposite... I hate the cold. I'm a hot guy; I was born to bask under the Hawaiian sun, not wander through these damn blizzards... >:3

Heh, not bad, Haven. If I win the lottery, I'll come over and we can drink together.

I don't drink.

Hey, do you see the words "with you" somewhere up there? XD

Sotria and Mark, sitting in the cells closest to the exit, could hear a conversation between one of the military men and some girl. She's not splattered with blood; I just liked the image.



- Miss Avensis, how can I help you?
- I've come to check the collars on the imprisoned mages and Heliotrians, - she replied, trying to hide her nervousness.
- According to instructions, this should be done by the First Mage.
- He is very busy right now and sent me. Besides, I will soon receive the rank of first mage myself.
- Forgive me, but only he may do this.
- I don't like saying this, but you know who my father is. Let me through, or you won't even be able to find work as a guard on the outskirts of Setranomicon, - the girl suddenly flared up.
The sergeant did not want to let Veveya Avensis through not because he followed instructions to the letter, but because he knew, as half the country did, what kind of relationship Miss Avensis had with one of the most dangerous criminals in Setranomicon.
- You are not here to check collars, - the soldier replied calmly.
- I just want to talk to him. Perhaps I will no longer have such an opportunity, - the girl said, having calmed down.
- That's what you should have started with. I'm in a good mood today and I'll let you through, but I'll have to search you.
Indignation and fear could be read on the girl's face, though the sergeant did not notice it.
- Search me, - she said in a slightly trembling voice.
The soldier searched Veveya thoroughly, intentionally groping her intimate areas for a long time, which angered her greatly, but she tried not to show it.
- Everything is fine, go ahead. Don't forget to check the collars, - he added with a snide smile.
Quickly checking the collars of all imprisoned mages and imprisoned dark elves, the girl approached the central cell and looked through the small grated window.
- It's me, - she said softly.
- I know.
Longinus was sitting on the floor of the cell, thinking intensely about something.
- Won't you even look at me?
- Forget about me. Just forget.
- Why do you say that? Did they do something to you? - Veveya asked anxiously.
- That's not it.
- Then what is it?
- You understand yourself; even if I manage to escape, I won't be left in peace, even outside Setranomicon. I will be running until the end of my days or perish in one of the skirmishes with the Order. I don't want your life to be like that too.
- And did you ask me what I want?! - tears glistened in the girl's eyes.
- What do you want? - Longinus asked in a sad voice.
- To be with you. Always and everywhere. Under any circumstances.
- I have killed a huge number of people. You have no idea how many.
- I don't care.
- Many of them were innocent.
- I don't care.
- I will continue to do this if I get out.
- I don't care! - she repeated for the third time, almost screaming.
- I will try to kill your father again.
- If you knew him, you wouldn't want that.
- If you knew him, you would want that! - Longinus rose from the floor and looked at Veveya; tears streamed down her cheeks.
- I love you anyway.
- I love you too.
- That's enough, - the sergeant shouted and headed toward the cell.
Veveya caught her breath; with trembling hands, she took out a small magical collar key hidden in her hair and passed it to Longinus. Fortunately for her, the sergeant did not notice this.
- Are you wearing my ring? - the mage asked the girl.
- I never take it off!
- Now run to your cabin, lock yourself in, and wait for me.
Veveya wanted to kiss Longinus, but she didn't have time; the sergeant pulled her away and took her by the hand toward the exit.
- My hands! I can do it myself! - the tearful girl said, breaking free.
- Farewell, my love! - the mage shouted, watching as Veveya moved away from his cell and disappeared through the doorway.

Five minutes later, the First Mage entered the room with the cells.
- As usual, check the collars, - he said to the sergeant.
- Your protégée has already checked them.
- Veveya? - the mage asked anxiously.
- Well, who else?
The mage pushed the sergeant aside and strode toward Longinus's cell. But just as he had covered half the distance, the bow of the ship tilted sharply and the mage flew in the opposite direction. The ship began to fall. The cause was a lightning bolt that struck exactly where the techno-magical engines were located.

***

The city falls asleep, the mafia wakes up. Player characters regain consciousness after the crash.

Antonayos's condition: broken leg; -50% health; speed and agility reduced to 1; evasion from ranged attacks reduced to 1.
Augustus's condition: fracture of the dominant hand; -50% health; use of melee and own-range weapons impossible.
Gulag's condition: concussion; -50% health; spells cast by the character have a 50% chance to fail; agility, speed, and perception halved.
Sotria's condition: bruised left lung; 5 broken ribs; -50% health; speed, agility, and physical damage halved.
Kirikos's condition: severe shoulder bruise; -50% health; agility, physical damage, and evasion from ranged attacks halved; use of two-handed weapons, polearms, and bows impossible.
Condition of Stavros | Mark | Nicomedes | Telaen | Eugenia: -25% health; bruises, abrasions, scratches, contusions.



1 - Sotria's cell.
2 - Telaen's cell.
3 - Stavros's cell.
4 - Antonayos's cell.
5 - Mark's cell.
6 - Gulag's cell.
7 - Eugenia's cell.
8 - Nicomedes's cell.
9 - Kirikos's cell.
10 - Augustus's cell.

S - sergeant.
P1 - private 1.
P2 - private 2.
P3 - private 3.
P4 - private 4.
M - first mage.
E - exit.

Sotria and Mark could clearly see that the first private was seriously wounded, and the second was trying to help him (while having a broken leg himself). All others are presumably dead. (Including NPC prisoners in the remaining cells. Soldiers were armed with one-handed swords and muskets. The sergeant was armed with a one-handed sword and a pistol. The mage was unarmed).

What do you mean by "extreme"? Simply high temperatures, or an unexpected warming/cooling for your specific region? For some areas of Africa, +60 is normal, but in Canada, a sudden +30 would already be a disaster...

Hey, do you see the words "with you" somewhere up there? LOL

Are you going to get drunk, and then I'll have to carry you around? No.

The city falls asleep, the mafia awakens.

So, guys, who are we going to take down? I suggest we redirect. Is it worth blocking?
Coming to his senses, Telaen first examined the castle of his cell.
I didn't realize, is it just the collar on me, or is there anything else, like handcuffs, etc.?

After regaining consciousness, Telaen first examined the castle of his chamber.

There are two castles. The castles are still locked.

Well, gentlemen doctors, your time has ALREADY come...

Nebos, please answer the question in the previous post; I have edited it.
Telaen looks around for something to use to pick the lock. In any case, he attempts to pick the lock.

I didn't understand, is it just the collar on me, or are there other things, like handcuffs, etc.?

Just the collar.

The soldier carefully searched Veveya, deliberately taking a long time to grope her in her intimate areas.

Good job, kid. At least something pleasant before death.

Telaen looks around for something to use to pick the lock. In any case, he attempts to pick the lock.

There was nothing suitable nearby. But Telaen had previously seen that the keys to the cells were hanging on the sergeant's belt.