[LET'S PLAY] Lupo Solitario - Nostalgia, nostalgia canaglia: il ritorno

Loota 207, sia mai che lasciamo roba per strada...

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Originally Posted by 207.

You discover little of interest: 8 Gold Crowns and a Brass Whistle on a chain around the guard’s neck. You may take these if you wish, but remember to mark them on your Action Chart. (The Brass Whistle is a Special Item worn on a chain around the neck.) Suddenly, a noise alerts you to unwelcome company; Drakkarim are rushing along the tiled pathway that leads to the pens. Without a moment’s hesitation, you turn and run inside the Itikar’s enclosure.

Turn to 224.

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Prendiamo il fischietto e molliamo la copper key come da voto più sotto!

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Originally Posted by 224.

The great black bird beats its massive wings, cawing hoarsely through the domed pen. Two black eyes, fierce and cold, fix you with a deadly stare as you edge nearer to its perch.

Grabbing the saddle pommel, you haul yourself up, but suddenly there is a flash of razor-sharp talons. Instinctively, you shield your face as a glint of orange sunlight is caught on the Itikar’s curved beak, for it slashes the air barely inches above your head.

If you have the Kai Discipline of Animal Kinship, turn to 308.

If you possess an Onyx Medallion, turn to 319.

If you possess neither the Kai Discipline nor the Special Item, pick a number from the Random Number Table. If you have reached the Kai Rank of Aspirant or higher, add 2 to the number you have picked.

If your total is now 8–11, turn to 287.

If your total is 4–7, turn to 240.

If your total is 1–3, turn to 370.

If your total is 0, turn to 257.

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Amicici animali!

@Sturm: si, le ossa erano ovviamente dei Cani di Modica :sneer:

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Originally Posted by 308.

It can take many years for a rider to tame an Itikar, for by nature they are wild and malicious creatures. You use your Kai skill to communicate with the giant bird, to assure it that you mean no harm. It fixes you with a cold, black stare, but you sense that it is no longer hostile.

As you settle in its wide saddle, you catch sight of the Drakkarim as they stream across the gangplank. Quickly you lean forward, unhook the anchor rope from the saddle ring and grab the thick leather reins.

Turn to 343.

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Grand Theft Itikar!

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Originally Posted by 343.

You are jerked backwards in the saddle as the Itikar leaves its perch. It shrieks and caws, its wings beating as loud as thunder. A handful of Drakkarim are scattered as if they were rag dolls as the great black bird emerges from the pen and takes to the sky. You catch a glimpse of a Drakkar, his death-mask slashed in two by the bird’s razor-sharp talons, as he pitches from the landing platform and tumbles to his death in the palace gardens far below.

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Illustration XX—You catch a glimpse of the Drakkar, his death-mask slashed in two, pitched from the landing platform.

The golden domes of the Grand Palace grow smaller as the Itikar gathers speed. Soon, you have passed over the city wall and are heading out towards the shimmering salt-flats of Lake Inrahim. The land below is bathed in beautiful orange twilight, as the sun slowly sinks behind the Dahir Mountains to the west. Elated by your escape, you throw back your head and give voice to a triumphant yell that is carried away on the chill evening wind.

As if in answer to your cry, an echoing chorus of shrieks pierce the sky. Fear returns to your heart as you catch sight of a flock of Kraan, hideous leathery-winged fliers. Each carries a Drakkarim warrior on its back. They are over a mile behind you, but they are quickly closing the gap. Less than an hour of light remains; if you can evade them a little longer, you may be able to lose them when night falls.

You must decide in which direction to fly, for you are now above the centre of Lake Inrahim—consult the map before making your decision.

If you wish to steer the Itikar south towards the Dahir Pass, turn to 264.

If you wish to head east towards the town of Chula, turn to 244.

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Ahahaha priceless :D

Per decidere dove andiamo, ecco nuovamente la mappa!

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Lupo Solitario, Kai Savant

CS: 29 (Sommerswerd +8, Silver Helm +2, Shield +2, Mindblast +2)

EP: 31/31 (Padded Leather Waistcoat +2 EP, Chainmail +4)

Discipline
Healing
Mindshield
Camouflage
Hunting
Sixth Sense
Tracking
Animal Kinship
Mind Over Matter
Mindblast

Weapons (2): Bone Sword, Warhammer

Backpack (8): Rope, Graveweed Potion (veleno), Alether (+4 CS per 1 combat), Lampspur (cura 4 EP), Meal, Prism, Hourglass, Small Silver Comb

Special Items (12): Sommerswerd!, Dagger of Vashna, Padded Leather Waistcoat (+2 EP), Firesphere, Silver Helm (+2 CS), Brass Whistle, Chainmail (+4 EP), Shield (+2 CS), Galeor's Key, Jeweled Mace, Stone Effigy

Money (50): 50

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MORTOMETRO: V
- Istakillato dall'esca+party hiddato (Libro I)
- Caduto in una trappola da caccia Giak (Libro I)
- Inchiappato nel sonno da un agente dei Darklords (Libro II)
- Fatto Bunjee Jumping senza l'elastico insieme ad un Helghast (Libro II)
- Vittime di una Cantina (Libro IV)

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Droppiamo la copper key in favore del fischietto,anche se non sono convitnissimo possa essere utile...

così se passa na bella figa je fischiamo!

Ok, droppo la copper key che abbiamo gia usato in favore del fischietto e reintasco la stone effigy che porta con se tanti bei ricordi :D

MMm Dahir pass imho,è la cosa piu a sinistra che c'è :nod:

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Originally Posted by Jesper

Ok, droppo la copper key che abbiamo gia usato in favore del fischietto e reintasco la stone effigy che porta con se tanti bei ricordi :D

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Soprattutto di una bellezza unica... http://ms0.iol.it/img_news_org/2/0/3/24484302.jpg

Per la strada io sarei per andare verso il passo che mi pare la strada penda a sinistra... 264

Io dico di andare a Chula, con un nome così qualcosa si combina di sicuro! :D

si si andiamo a ciullare un pochetto

Abbiamo uno stallo 2 a 2!

Il dado deciderà la nostra sorte: pari il Passo, dispari si Ciula!

Roll...7

Si ciula! (PS: siccome stiamo andando a sud, Chula è in effetti a sx...quindi tutti contenti :lol:)

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Originally Posted by Bortas

Soprattutto di una bellezza unica... http://ms0.iol.it/img_news_org/2/0/3/24484302.jpg

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:lol:

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Originally Posted by 244.

You can clearly see the main highway that links Chula to the capital. It crosses the desolate salt plain of Lake Inrahim by means of a causeway thirty feet high and is a useful landmark by which you can steer. Little stone houses with beaten earth roofs are grouped in small clusters along the highway, their numbers increasing as you draw nearer to the town.

You are five miles from Chula, when you notice a dark cloud hovering several hundred feet above one of the small villages. It is a cloud of Kraan; they are moving to intercept you.

Suddenly the Itikar squeals in pain, and a splash of feathers billows out from its wing. A Kraan has closed in from behind; it is less than a hundred yards distant. The Drakkarim rider holsters an empty bronze crossbow and draws his black sword. His bolt has passed through the wing of your mount, and he prepares to strike as the Itikar loses height and speed.

Drakkarim Kraan-rider: COMBAT SKILL 20 ENDURANCE 28

The Kraan and its rider are swooping on you from behind. You will only be able to fight for one round of combat before they are carried past by the momentum of their attack.

If you lose more ENDURANCE points than the enemy in this one round combat, turn to 347.

If the enemy loses more ENDURANCE points than you, turn to 327.

If you both lose exactly the same number of ENDURANCE points, turn to 271.

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Combattimenti aerei! Uhuh!

COMBAT RATING: +9

Roll...7 (again lol)
Lupo Solitario -0
Drakkarim Kraan-rider -16

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Originally Posted by 327.

Your blow has opened a wide gash in both the Drakkar and his mount. The Kraan spins uncontrollably, discarding its black-clad rider as it spirals earthwards. With the terrible cries of the doomed Drakkar fading below, you wheel to the south to avoid being caught between the two converging squadrons of Kraan-riders.

The quick change of direction increases the distance between you and your pursuers, but the Itikar is badly wounded and you are close to despair; your mount is losing so much blood that it could lapse into unconsciousness at any moment, dropping you like a stone onto Lake Inrahim.

Suddenly, you spot something in the distance. It is a sight that renews your faith in miracles.

Turn to 221.

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Siamo meglio di Ghemon :nod:

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Originally Posted by 221.

Emerging from a bank of cloud on the skyline is a flying ship. It is a small craft, no bigger than an Unoram river barge, with two triangular sails swept back either side of its curving prow. In the fading twilight you can make out a long pennant that flutters from its mast. A faint humming reaches your ears. Your first reaction is disbelief; what you are seeing must be a trick of the light or some fiendish illusion created by the Darklords. However, as the ship floats nearer, your senses tell you that it is indeed quite real.

If you have ever been given a Crystal Star Pendant, turn to 336.

If you do not have this Special Item, turn to 275.

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Banedon a dritta! :D

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Originally Posted by 336.

Standing at a fortified platform in the centre of the strange craft is a blond-haired young man with deep, brooding eyes. Instantly you recognize him: it is Banedon, the young Sommlending magician who gave you the Crystal Star Pendant at the ruins of Raumas, after you saved his life in a Giak ambush.

You are so stunned by his unexpected appearance that you fail to notice the blood seeping from the Itikar’s mouth; the creature is near to death. Suddenly, the great bird lets out a pitiful and agonized caw, its wings stiffen, and its head falls limp as the last flicker of life escapes from its torn body. It pitches you forward, and your stomach heaves as you plummet towards Lake Inrahim.

Pick a number from the Random Number Table.

If the number you have picked is 0–4, turn to 374.

If it is 5–8, turn to 254.

If it is 9, turn to 261.

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Ovviamente, come i cavalli, anche le bestie alate di LW durano solo pochi paragrafi prima di soccombere alla Death Aura...riuscirà a portarci con se come vendetta?

Roll...4

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Originally Posted by 374

As you tumble earthwards, a blur of colour flashes before your eyes as the Kraan-riders, the skyship, and the distant horizon all melt into a kaleidoscope of shapes and images, which you fear will be the last things you will ever see.

You have prepared yourself for death and are calm and relaxed, when suddenly you feel your body entwined by a mass of sticky fibres. There is a terrific jolt, which leaves you breathless and stunned. The impossible is happening; you are no longer falling, but rising!

A net of clinging strands has caught you like a fly in a web. You rise up into the sky towards the flying ship as quickly as you fell. Three bearded dwarves clad in bright, padded battle-jerkins pull you aboard an outrigger that runs the length of the hull. However, there is no time to express your gratitude, for the small skyship is under attack from the Kraan-riders.

At the end of the outrigger, a dwarf is engaged in hand-to-hand combat with a snarling Drakkar. He is obviously losing. As you rush to his aid, another of the evil warriors lands in the centre of the craft, on top of the fortified platform.

If you wish to help the dwarf, turn to 280.

If you wish to leap from the outrigger onto the platform, turn to 361.

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SUDDENLY...DWARFS OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE!

Aiutiamo il nano? O ce ne sbattiamo?

Diamo na mano al nano, a biancaneve e a Bilbo ha portato fortuna... 280

Andiamo in assist sul nano!

280

280

Go assist! Jedi-cappella al vento e charge al grido di : " se non temi questo augello... Fatti avanti! "

/assist al nano, go!

/assist dwarf
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LW è chiaramente monotasto :D

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Originally Posted by 280

The Drakkar is strangling the dwarf. As he catches sight of you, he releases his grip and smashes his mailed fist into the dwarf’s face, sending him tumbling into space. You are inflamed by this cold-blooded murder. You draw your weapon and attack.

Drakkar: COMBAT SKILL 18 ENDURANCE 25

Due to the speed of your attack, do not deduct any of your own ENDURANCE points in the first round of combat.

If you win the combat, turn to 213.

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MALEDETTA DEATH AURA :saddest:

COMBAT RATING: +11

Roll...5
Lupo Solitario -1 (-0)
Drakkar -14

Roll...4
Lupo Solitario -2 (29)
Drakkar -12 (morto!)

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Originally Posted by 213.

213

The Drakkar falls to his knees and makes a horrible rasping noise as he tries in vain to prise open his shattered death-mask. Your blows have staved in his helm, and the buckled metal has fractured his skull. You lash out with your foot and kick him from the outrigger, sending him spiralling down to Lake Inrahim to join the dwarf he murdered. But the dwarf is neither dead nor hundreds of feet below. He hangs by his foot, unconscious, snagged in the netting below the outrigger boards. You grab the dwarf’s leg and haul him to safety before continuing the fight.

The platform looks empty—no heads are showing above its armoured parapet, but you sense something is wrong. Instinctively, you leap from the outrigger onto the main hull, your weapon poised to strike.

Turn to 361.

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IL NANO è VIVO!! :oldmetal:

E Dever è un sacco in forma con le descrizioni dei combat in sti paragrafi lol :D

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Originally Posted by 361.

Ducking beneath the boom-sail, you clamber onto the platform in time to witness a desperate struggle. The blond-haired magician is pinned to the deck, his left arm skewered by a spear. With a staff in his right hand, he is trying to fend off the dismounted Kraan-rider. The Drakkar senses your presence; he whirls round and draws a twisted black scimitar from its scabbard.

Drakkar: COMBAT SKILL 18 ENDURANCE 25

If you win and the fight lasts 3 rounds of combat or less, turn to 288.

If the fight continues to a fourth round of combat, do not resolve it. Instead, turn immediately to 382.

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E' il fratello di quello di prima!

COMBAT RATING: +11

Roll...9 :metal:
Lupo Solitario -o
Drakkar INSTAKILLATO!

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Originally Posted by 288.

The Drakkar curses you with his dying breath, his cry fading as he falls from the platform. You rush to aid your wounded countryman, but the battle is not yet over. A Kraan-rider is swooping towards you, a crossbow levelled at your head; he fires and the bolt shoots towards your face. Then a shrill, metallic whine rings in your ears as the bolt miraculously ricochets away, deflected by an invisible shield.

If you have ever been given a Crystal Star Pendant, turn to 399.

If you do not have this Special Item, turn to 294.

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Si, conosciamo Banedon...

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Originally Posted by 399.

Banedon lowers his staff, the trace of a wry smile on his pain-racked face. ‘Alas, I was too slow to protect myself, Lone Wolf,’ he says, glancing at his arm. You kneel at his side and free the spear that pins him to the floor. The wound is serious; hastily you staunch the bleeding with strips of cloth torn from his dark blue robes. You recognize the robes, for they are the attire of a Journeymaster. It seems that young Banedon has achieved distinction among his brother magicians since last you met.

‘It appears that we are fated to meet in their company,’ he says, still watching the Kraan-riders anxiously. ‘Help me to my feet, we must escape before they drag us from the sky.’

You support the magician as he grasps the ship’s helm—a radiant crystal sphere with hundreds of glowing facets set on a slim silver rod. No sooner has his hand closed around the crystal than there is a tremendous explosion.

Turn to 323.

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Banedon fin'ora è stato immune alla nostra Death Aura, e ha pure una nave volante. Troppa fortuna? Vediamo...

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Originally Posted by 323.

The explosion is followed by a huge cloud of smoke, which engulfs a cabin perched on the rear deck. As the noise rumbles across the desolate salt-plain, you hear the agonizing shriek of a wounded Kraan; it spirals past the platform, a ragged hole rent in its broken wing.

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Illustration XIX—The smoke clears to reveal the grinning face of a dwarf at the cabin window.

The smoke clears to reveal the grinning face of a dwarf at the cabin window. A smear of soot blackens his rosy cheeks and exaggerates the whiteness of his crooked teeth. He is holding a tube of smoking steel that you assume to be a magic staff, until you notice that each of the dwarf crew carry identical staves. As they point them at the swooping Kraan, gouts of smoke and flame bellow from their tips. Suddenly you recognize the weapons and their wielders—they are dwarves from the mountain kingdom of Bor, armed with one of the inventions for which these ingenious artisans are justly famous throughout Magnamund.

The Kraan are terrified by the noise; they turn their leathery tails and fly away, their Drakkarim riders powerless to stop them. The primitive guns have claimed only one victim, but nevertheless, they have driven off the enemy and saved the skyship from disaster.

Banedon steers the craft about, banking steeply until the ship faces the darkening peaks of the southern mountains and the distinct V-shaped cleft of the Dahir Pass.

Pick a number from the Random Number Table.

If the number you have picked is 0–2, turn to 250.

If it is 3–9, turn to 312.

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HOLY SHIT DWARFS WITH GUNS!

Roll...0

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Originally Posted by 250.

As you watch the Kraan-riders disappear into the darkening sky, a roll of thunder rumbles across the plain from Barrakeesh. The sound is threatening and full of brooding menace, as if the city itself were cursing your escape.

You turn away and focus your attention on Banedon, your unexpected rescuer. The makeshift bandage that binds his wound is soaked with blood, and he looks pale and weak.

If you have the Kai Discipline of Healing, turn to 377.

If you do not have this skill, turn to 339.

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Oh cazzo la Death Aura...ma abbiamo Healing!

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Originally Posted by 377.

Clasping your hands around Banedon’s injured arm, you concentrate your Kai skill on healing the torn muscle and splintered bone. The warmth of your healing power numbs the pain and repairs the internal damage sufficiently to be able to remove the blood-soaked strips of cloth. The wound is still open, but you have saved the limb.

‘We’ll help him now, Lone Wolf,’ shouts a strange voice. You are surprised by this bold claim and turn around to discover who has made it.

Turn to 339.

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Originally Posted by 339.

Two dwarves clamber onto the platform and hurry to their young captain’s side. One flicks open a red velvet satchel strapped to his barrel-like chest, and removes a glass vial and a clean linen bandage. They attend to the wound, and, as his strength returns, Banedon listens intently to your account of the terrifying events that have led up to this meeting. As you conclude your woeful tale, Banedon speaks, his voice full of grim determination.

‘The future of Sommerlund rests in our hands, Lone Wolf. We must stop Darklord Haakon from destroying the Book of the Magnakai. I have heard tell of the Tomb of the Majhan from the nomads of the Dry Main. They say it is a terrible place, a place of horror and death—for what little there is left to die there. It lies beyond the Dahir, near the oasis of Bal-loftan. That is all I know, for the Majhan hid their tombs well and what few traces remained have long since disappeared beneath the shifting sands of the Dry Main.’

Your face conveys the disappointment you feel upon hearing these words.

‘However, all is not lost,’ says Banedon, undaunted. ‘There is a man who can guide us there. His name is Tipasa Edarouk—“Tipasa the Wanderer”. It is he who we must seek, for he is the only man who has ever entered the Tomb of the Majhan and lived to tell the tale.’

Turn to 302.

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Ok, dobbiamo trovare un tizio che si chiama il vagabondo...pare facile! :D

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Originally Posted by 302.

Banedon takes over the helm as his extraordinary ship, the Skyrider, as the dwarves call it, speeds through the gathering darkness towards the Dahir Pass. Visibility diminishes with each passing minute until, finally, you can see no further than the outriggers. You feel uneasy; if the Skyrider veers but a fraction off course, you will be smashed to pieces against the mountainside.

‘Do not worry, Lone Wolf,’ says Nolrim, the dwarf with the velvet satchel. ‘The captain will see us through.’

Banedon stands with his hand resting lightly on the glowing crystal, relaxed as if in a trance. His eyes are closed and a crackle of energy, like fine white lightning, traces an intricate pattern over his forehead and temples.

The dwarf leads you to the cabin at the rear of the craft where the crew are excitedly recounting their victory over the Kraan-riders. They are seated about a table cluttered with plates of steaming food and jugs of foaming ale. The rich smell of spiced meat and Bor-brew fills your nostrils, reminding you of how ravenously hungry you are.

You make short work of the meat and marrow placed before you. Restore 3 ENDURANCE points. However, you are unsure about accepting a jug of ale; Bor-brew is so strong that in many cities of Magnamund it has been banned for fear of the havoc it can cause.

If you wish to accept a jug of the notorious ale, turn to 392.

If you decide to decline the offer, turn to 283.

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Accettiamo il drink? O rifiutiamo?

meglio non bere sul lavoro, 283

Via non sarà tutto avvelenato famosela sta birretta col nano, na birra non ha mai ammazzato nessuno... 392

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Originally Posted by Bortas

Via non sarà tutto avvelenato famosela sta birretta col nano, na birra non ha mai ammazzato nessuno... 392

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Lo sapevo che lo dicevi :rotfl: go 392,mbriacamose!

Notevole comunque sia il nano che Bademon o il cazzochelè sono sopravvissuti alla nostra death aura,imho ci dobbiamo preparare ad un genocidio a breve :sneer:

Ma che scherziamo, un boccale di birra non si rifiuta mai!

Chi non piomba non tromba!

Secchiamolo tutto d'un fiato al 392

birretta

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Originally Posted by Sturm

Bademon

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:nod:

Secondo Google, "Bademon" è questo:
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o questo
http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d9cBnQOSyFw/S_..._Datsue-ba.jpg
oppure qualcosa che c'entra con la Dota, lol.

Direi che la prima foto è la più azzeccata :nod:

Comunque sia, si beve il drink nanesco!

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Originally Posted by 392.

The ale is thick and creamy, with a taste like malted apples. You lower the half-empty tankard and wipe away the froth from your lips with your sleeve.

Pick a number from the Random Number Table. If your current ENDURANCE point total is less than 15, deduct 2 from this number. If your ENDURANCE point total is above 25, add 2 to this number. If you have reached the Kai rank of Savant, add 3 to this number.

If your total score is now below 7, turn to 364.

If your total score is now 7 or above, turn to 218.

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Abbiamo un totale di +5 per rank e ED, quindi possiamo fallire solo con 1!

Roll...8!

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Originally Posted by 218.

The dwarves continue their meal, pausing only to light large hooded pipes. Through the bluish hue of the pipe smoke that clouds the low cabin roof, you notice that they are casting nervous glances at you, as if you might explode at any moment.

After five minutes have passed, Nolrim raises his tankard and proclaims a toast: ‘To Lone Wolf—a man among dwarves!’

The dwarves guffaw at Nolrim’s wry toast and raise their tankards in a salute to your courage and fortitude. The Bor-brew has loosened their tongues, and they are eager to tell you of their past exploits.

Turn to 291.

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Siamo un nano onorario! (speriamo ci lascino un fucile Bor :D)

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Originally Posted by 291.

You learn that the dwarves were once the crew of a more conventional vessel, a merchantman that sailed the Tentarias of southern Magnamund. The Tentarias is a vast expanse of lakes and land-locked seas, which connect to form a continuous canal stretching nearly three thousand miles. They were created, as was the Rymerift of Durenor, by a massive landslide. Three years ago, the dwarves’ former captain, a dwarf named Quan, lost his ship, cargo, and crew whilst gambling at cards; it seems the unfortunate captain was unaware of Banedon’s true profession until it was far too late. As a result, Banedon became the dwarves’ captain, and ever since they have adventured with him across the lands and skies of Southern Magnamund. The Skyrider itself was given to Banedon by the Magicians of Dessi, in return for his help in defeating the Gagadoth—a monstrous creature that terrorized their land, over which their own sorcery could not prevail.

The Skyrider was travelling from Dessi on its way to Barrakeesh when you appeared. The dwarves have overheard your talk with Banedon and are excited by the prospects of a new adventure. They seem undaunted by the deadly dangers that it will certainly involve.

Turn to 359.

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Originally Posted by 359.

The fatigue of your ordeal finally catches up with you; you are finding it impossible to keep your eyes open. Nolrim shows you to a bunk in the hull of the Skyrider. Gratefully you climb into bed and pull the blankets over your aching limbs. Nolrim apologizes that the bunk is too short, but his words fall on deaf ears—you are already asleep. Restore 2 ENDURANCE points for this much needed rest.

Turn to 300.

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Originally Posted by 300.

You wake shortly after dawn to the sound of snoring dwarves and the low hum of the Skyrider. Gathering your equipment, you climb on deck to find everything in shadow, for the Skyrider is hovering beneath a massive outcrop of sandstone that juts out from the side of a mountain, thousands of feet above the valley floor below. Banedon stands at the helm, but he is no longer in a trance.

‘Kraan-riders,’ he says, pointing to the sun-bleached valley beyond the shadows. ‘They arrived with the dawn.’

You stare out across this alien landscape, a mountain valley filled with pillars of massive and precariously balanced boulders. The Vassagonians call this place the Koos—‘the needles’. The rocky columns reach so high into the sky that an avalanche seems unavoidable. Perched upon two of the columns are Kraan, their Drakkarim riders scouring the valley with telescopes. An hour passes before they take to the air and disappear.

‘Trim the boom-sail, Bo’sun Nolrim,’ orders Banedon, his voice barely audible above the increasing hum of the Skyrider. ‘We’ve a fast run ahead.’

If you possess a Black Crystal Cube, turn to 229.

If you do not have this Special Item, turn to 247.

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Nessun cubo nero :(

Spoiler

il che è una buona cosa, perchè l'avrebbero usato per trackarci :D

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Originally Posted by 247.

The voyage through the Koos is breathtaking. The Skyrider glides between the towers of rock that rise from the valley floor with fantastic and unearthly grandeur. Far below, sulphurous water bubbles from fissures in the orange ground and streams of hissing lava carve circular channels, which glow like moats of liquid fire. You watch the sky, but there are no signs of the enemy.

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‘Ikaresh,’ says Banedon pensively. ‘ “The Eagle’s Lair”. That is where we will find Tipasa the Wanderer. It is the place of his birth and the home of his family. He roams the Dry Main, but he always returns to Ikaresh.’

It is late afternoon when you reach the hills beyond the Koos that overlook the town of Ikaresh. Banedon moors the Skyrider to a pinnacle of stone, and a rope ladder is lowered to the ground. It has been decided that you and he will enter Ikaresh on foot and locate Tipasa, while Nolrim and the crew wait in hiding for you to return—the sight of the Skyrider hovering above the mountain town would be sure to arouse unwanted interest in your arrival.

You and Banedon prepare yourselves for your mission by staining your skins with brown copalla berries and dressing in the grey and white robes commonly worn by the mountain people of this region. You bid farewell to Nolrim and set off across the barren hills.

Pick in number from the Random Number Table.

If the number you have picked is 0–2, turn to 337.

If it is 3–9, turn to 383.

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Roll...4

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Originally Posted by 383.

You trudge through the loose red sand, your faces covered to protect them from the dust and the blazing heat. The landscape is stark and desolate; all that seems to thrive here is the wire-hard grass that scratches your boots and leggings. You soon come across a dried river bed that leads to a cave in the orange sandstone hillside. A wooden plaque is nailed by the mouth of the cave, but you are unable to understand the strange words painted on its sun-blistered surface.

If you wish to investigate the cave, turn to 235.

If you wish to press on towards Ikaresh, turn to 272.

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Cosa ci sconfinfera di più?

272

Investighiamo! Vediamo fin dove ci porta la nostra death aura!

235 dungeon

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Originally Posted by 235.

Rows of stalactites hang from the roof of the cave, like the fangs of some incredible monster, and the bubbling of a distant geyser echoes eerily through the unknown depths.

You begin to explore and eventually reach a place where a natural bridge of rock arches over a steaming course of water, red with ore. Huddled beneath the bridge is a pathetic figure, its body bent and emaciated. A tattered blanket covers his face, and in his withered hands he clutches a crude fishing rod. A small catch of lavacrabs lies on the bank, their claws twitching as they slowly die. As you move nearer, the figure raises his face to stare at you. It is a man, but the sight of his face shocks you to the core.

If you have the Kai Discipline of Healing, turn to 344.

If you do not possess this Kai Discipline, turn to 208.

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Abbiamo Healing, anche se non credo che farà molto...

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Originally Posted by 344.

The old man’s face is a mask of putrescent green sores. The pupils of his eyes are yellow, and his ragged grey lips hang in tatters. He suffers from vaxelus, an infectious disease that rots the skin and attacks the nerves, resulting in hideous mutilation and deformity. He has been cast from his community, banished to this cave where he must eke out his last few years of life in misery and solitude.

If you possess some Oede herb and wish to give it to the poor vaxeler, turn to 321.

If you do not have any Oede herb, or if you do not wish to give it to this unfortunate wretch, flee the cave and turn to 270.
345

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Non abbiamo l'Oede, quindi Putrescillo mi sa che fa una brutta fine...

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Originally Posted by 270.

You race along the rock-strewn cave, eager to escape from the infected old man. The horrific stories that you have heard about vaxelus make you careless in your haste, and you lose 2 Items from your Backpack. Choose which two items to erase from your Action Chart (if you have no Backpack Items, you lose a Weapon and a Special Item instead).

Turn to 241.

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Fancullo alla lebbra. Cosa abbiamo perso?


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Lupo Solitario, Kai Savant

CS: 29 (Sommerswerd +8, Silver Helm +2, Shield +2, Mindblast +2)

EP: 31/31 (Padded Leather Waistcoat +2 EP, Chainmail +4)

Discipline
Healing
Mindshield
Camouflage
Hunting
Sixth Sense
Tracking
Animal Kinship
Mind Over Matter
Mindblast

Weapons (2): Bone Sword, Warhammer

Backpack (8): Rope, Graveweed Potion (veleno), Alether (+4 CS per 1 combat), Lampspur (cura 4 EP), Meal, Prism, Hourglass, Small Silver Comb

Special Items (12): Sommerswerd!, Dagger of Vashna, Padded Leather Waistcoat (+2 EP), Firesphere, Silver Helm (+2 CS), Brass Whistle, Chainmail (+4 EP), Shield (+2 CS), Galeor's Key, Jeweled Mace, Stone Effigy

Money (50): 50

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MORTOMETRO: V
- Istakillato dall'esca+party hiddato (Libro I)
- Caduto in una trappola da caccia Giak (Libro I)
- Inchiappato nel sonno da un agente dei Darklords (Libro II)
- Fatto Bunjee Jumping senza l'elastico insieme ad un Helghast (Libro II)
- Vittime di una Cantina (Libro IV)

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rofl, vabbè, pisciamo alether e pozza di cura

alether + pozza , bravvi cazzoni , gogo loot blibbleroblah

Sarei per un Meal (tanto siamo all'aperto e abbiamo "Hunting") e il warhammer che può sevire al vecchietto per darselo nei denti marci.

E sticazzi chi non risica non rosica, ci abbiamo provato, sai che perdita

jesper, domanda:

a pagina 67 del 3d c'era questa scelta

If you possess a Blowpipe and Sleep Dart, turn to 325.

If you do not have these items, turn to 282.

noi potevamo andare solo a pag 282 ma te hai quotato pag 325... errore di battitura o abbiamo scazzato tutto nelle ultime 2 pagine? :D

x la scelta, pisciamo alether e meal

Semplice errore di battitura :D

Buttiamo Meal e Alether! (Il Warhammer è un'oggetto di tipo "Arma" e non di tipo "Backpack ;))

Non guardate lo spoiler se non avete gia giocato i libbri! :D

Spoiler

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:saddest:
:saddest:
Abbiamo appena buttato il più potente buff di 26 libri di Lupo Solitario ç_ç Il Gran Visir di Tutti i Terun farà di noi la sua puttana personale
:saddest:

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Originally Posted by 241.

Once outside the cave, you and Banedon waste no time in pressing on towards Ikaresh. As you near the outskirts of the town, you pass a small, round hut where a goat is eating from a manger near the door. A man appears in the darkened doorway and bids you welcome; he touches his forehead in a salute of friendship and invites you to enter his humble home.

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If you have the Kai Discipline of Sixth Sense, turn to 365.

If you wish to accept his invitation, turn to 225.

If you decide to decline his offer and continue on your way towards Ikaresh, turn to 272.

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Abbiamo Sesto Senso!

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Originally Posted by 365.

You sense that the man’s show of friendship is genuine. He may be able to help you find Tipasa the Wanderer if you accept his hospitality.

If you wish to enter his home, turn to 225.

If you decide to press on towards Ikaresh, turn to 272.

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Seguiamo il sesto senso o proseguiamo verso Ikaresh?

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Lupo Solitario, Kai Savant

CS: 29 (Sommerswerd +8, Silver Helm +2, Shield +2, Mindblast +2)

EP: 31/31 (Padded Leather Waistcoat +2 EP, Chainmail +4)

Discipline
Healing
Mindshield
Camouflage
Hunting
Sixth Sense
Tracking
Animal Kinship
Mind Over Matter
Mindblast

Weapons (2): Bone Sword, Warhammer

Backpack (8): Rope, Graveweed Potion (veleno), Lampspur (cura 4 EP), Prism, Hourglass, Small Silver Comb

Special Items (12): Sommerswerd!, Dagger of Vashna, Padded Leather Waistcoat (+2 EP), Firesphere, Silver Helm (+2 CS), Brass Whistle, Chainmail (+4 EP), Shield (+2 CS), Galeor's Key, Jeweled Mace, Stone Effigy

Money (50): 50

http://i50.tinypic.com/14bklc8.jpg
MORTOMETRO: V
- Istakillato dall'esca+party hiddato (Libro I)
- Caduto in una trappola da caccia Giak (Libro I)
- Inchiappato nel sonno da un agente dei Darklords (Libro II)
- Fatto Bunjee Jumping senza l'elastico insieme ad un Helghast (Libro II)
- Vittime di una Cantina (Libro IV)

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272

A sto punto fidiamoci! Magari rimediamo un meal :nod:

e fidiamoci dai, il sesto senso non sbaglia

Vedo la gente morta....ossia...seguiamo il sesto senso!!!

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Originally Posted by 225.

The man is short of stature but broad-shouldered and strongly built, physical characteristics common among the tough mountain-dwellers in Vassagonia. He pulls a cork from a bottle of lime-green wine and pours three large measures into earthenware cups.

‘Kourshah!’ he exclaims, and downs the wine in one swift gulp.

If you wish to follow his example and drink the strange wine, turn to 211.

If you do not want to drink the wine, ask him where Tipasa can be found and turn to 318.

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Vogliamo portare avanti lo stato della cirrosi di Lupo Solitario? O no? :D

Beviamo per dimenticare il fatto di avere buttato l'Alether che era l'unico oggetto dello zaino per cui avrei venduto mia madre ai beduini -.-

Kourshah

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Originally Posted by Defender

Beviamo per dimenticare il fatto di avere buttato l'Alether che era l'unico oggetto dello zaino per cui avrei venduto mia madre ai beduini -.-

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E' stato unanime :saddest:

Ora va bene la birra nanica che in un mondo fanatasy fa folklore, ma adesso non ingurgitiamo tutte le porcherie che ci passano, bere è un arte e lo shottino di mistura verde se lo fa lui e il budello di su ma, 318 per me