[LUPO SOLITARIO] Libro XV: The Darke Crusade

fottiamogli il loot per dispetto hahahaha

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:dumb:!

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Originally Posted by 323.

You uncover the sack and sift through its contents. Gleaming in the dim light you see a mass of coins, silver plates and candlesticks, jewellery, and all manner of precious and semi-precious stones. There are countless gold teeth, pulled no doubt from the mouths of fallen Lencian knights, and scores of trinkets and other mementoes taken from less noble corpses. One item you sense possesses magical properties. You pull it out and, on closer inspection, you discover it to be a polished Jadin Amulet which is fixed to a gold neck-chain.

If you decide to keep this Jadin Amulet, record it on your Action Chart as a Special Item which you wear around your neck. It adds +1 to your score should you be instructed to pick a number from the Random Number Table when trying to avoid normal missiles (e.g. arrows, bolts, darts, etc.) aimed at you.

Having replaced the sack in its hole, you draw your cloak about you and approach the main gates. The guards are busy admitting the latest batch of prisoners and, helped by your camouflage skills, they do not give you a second glance as you stride confidently into the town.

Once inside, you head towards a dark, deserted alleyway which is sandwiched between a stables and an armoury. From here you observe the compound with a growing anger and pity for those trapped inside. Stirred by their plight, you vow to help these starving men. Patiently you watch and wait for the patrols to pass; then you scurry towards the compound fence to make contact with the Lencians.

Turn to 150.

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Amuleto! Immagino che ce lo intaschiamo :D

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Originally Posted by 150.

Huddled together in a corner of the compound, away from the other prisoners, is a small group of men-at-arms. The fronts of their tattered blue coats bear the emblem of a crown set above the crest of Vadera identifying them to be of the same regiment—the Imperial Vadera Guard—one of Lencia’s finest. Using your Magnakai skills to avoid detection, you make your way to the fence and try to attract their attention. One of their number, a captain, sees you and is immediately suspicious. You signal to him to come closer and, reluctantly at first, he crawls towards the fence.

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Illustration VIII—A captain of the Imperial Vadera Guard crawls reluctantly towards the fence in response to your signal.

‘You’re not Drakkarim or Lencian. Who are you? What do you want?’ he hisses, through cracked lips that are blue with hunger and cold. ‘Is this another Drakkarim trick devised to torment us?’

‘This is no trick,’ you whisper in reply, trying hard to reassure him, ‘I’m an ally in the service of your King. I want to help you and your men to escape.’

He holds you with his steely-grey eyes and slowly shakes his head.

‘It’s too late to help us,’ he says, sadly. ‘We’re too weak to resist. Some have tried and they’ve all died in the jaws of the dogs. No, you save yourself, stranger. Forget us.’

‘But if you stay here you’ll starve to death,’ you retort. ‘Surely it’s better to die fighting than waste away. The garrison here is small, barely forty in number. I could cause a diversion and draw their dogs away. Your men may be weakened but still they outnumber the enemy five times over. For Ishir’s sake, man, have you lost the will to live?’

The Lencian captain glances over his shoulder at his starving comrades and, when he turns to face you once more, you see a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes.

‘All of these men have been more than a week without food or shelter. Many have died, many are near to death. I fear they are too weak to fight an enemy who has food in his belly and a sword in his hand. Perhaps…if we had weapons…’

‘If you do as I say, you’ll have weapons enough to pluck this town from under their very noses,’ you reply, earnestly.

The Lencian narrows his eyes, and for a moment, the trace of a smile softens his gaunt features.

‘Very well, stranger. Tell me your plan.’

Turn to 61.

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"Il nostro piano è che tagliamo la rete con la nostra luminosissima spada urlando "For Sommerlund and the Kai!" a squarciagola e voi finirete comunque tutti vittime della nostra Death Aura" :nod:

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Originally Posted by 61.

‘I’ll prepare a diversion. When the guards and their dogs are drawn away from the perimeter fence, you must act quickly. You and your men must storm the gates. Once you are free, make your way to the armoury with all haste. You’ll find your weapons there.’

‘That’s all very well,’ replies the captain, sceptically, ‘but how do you propose we get into the armoury? It’s the most secure building in the town.’

‘Don’t worry about that,’ you say, with confidence. ‘I shall be inside, waiting to let you in.’

For a few moments the captain considers your plan in silence. Then, with a nod, he finally agrees.

‘Very well, so be it. I’ll pass the word.’

You watch as he returns to his men; then you leave the fence and retrace your steps to the darkened alleyway.

Turn to 305.

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Ok, il mio piano per fuggire dalla prigione è uscire dalla prigione e sopraffare le guardie!

:genius:

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Originally Posted by 305.

When the coast is clear, you enter the stables and set a fire in the straw loft. Then, as you are leaving, you open each of the stalls so that the horses will be able to escape once the fire has taken hold. On returning to the alleyway you run to the rear of the armoury building and locate a window through which you can force an entry. It is shuttered and barred, but aided by your innate Kai skills, you are able to break it open. Unfortunately, the noise of your forced entry alerts the two Drakkarim who are on guard inside the building and, as you are squeezing through the narrow window, they attack you with their black-bladed swords.

Armoury Guards: COMBAT SKILL 32 ENDURANCE 40

Unless you possess the Discipline of Grand Pathsmanship, reduce your COMBAT SKILL by 3 for the first round of this combat.

If you win this combat, turn to 166.

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PFFFF

COMBAT RATING +13 (con Mindblast)

Roll...5
Lupo Solitario -1 (41)
Armoury Guards -14 (26)

Roll...0 :oldmetal:
Lupo Solitario -0 (41)
Armoury Guards SBLATTATI!

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Originally Posted by 166.

As you step away from the dead guards, you hear shouts of alarm outside the building: the roof of the stables has just erupted into a sheet of flame. The garrison is thrown into a state of near-panic as it tries to fight the fire and contain the horses which are stampeding through the streets.

You run the length of the armoury and hurriedly lift the massive drawbar which holds the main doors closed. Outside, you see the perimeter guards are abandoning their posts in order to fight the fire now raging through the stables. The Lencians are on their feet. They are grouped by the entrance to the compound and, as the last of the guards leaves, they rush forward and barge open the gates. Led by the captain, they come streaming across the flagstoned square towards the armoury, sweeping aside any Drakkarim foolish enough to try to turn this vengeful tide. With a cheer they pour into the armoury and equip themselves with weapons from its many racks of spears and swords.

‘Let’s take this town!’ shouts the captain, and amid stirring battle-cries of ‘Lencia’ and ‘For the House of Sarnac’, the starving Lencians set off to obey his command.

You try to reach the captain, whose name you learn is Schera, but before you reach him you are swept out into the street and carried along by this crowd of battle-hungry soldiers.

Turn to 39.

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LO RADIAMO AL SUOLO QUESTO POSTO DI MERDA!

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Originally Posted by 39.

The fight for control of Konozod is swift and bloody. Within the hour the town is under Lencian control, its Drakkarim garrison having been put mercilessly to the sword. However, not all of the enemy perish in the battle. To Captain Schera’s dismay, several manage to escape across the river and flee to the west on horseback. He is anxious that they may return with reinforcements to retake the town.

A food store is discovered and, whilst the starving Lencians satiate their hunger, you talk with Captain Schera about the events of the last few weeks which have led to this meeting. Your learn from him that after you were interred in the Temple of Antah, Warlord Magnaarn waged a major offensive against the Lencian army. Having reunited the Doomstone with the Nyras Sceptre, he has, as King Sarnac feared, forced the Nadziranim sorcerers of Kagorst and Akagazad to help him. Their combined skills have wrought great destruction. They attacked and drove through the Lencian lines like demons in an offensive which was swift and deadly. A week ago, Captain Schera and his regiment were cut off and captured in the fighting around Hokidat, after which they were marched here and imprisoned. He considers himself lucky to be alive, for the Drakkarim rarely take prisoners. Then you ask what news he has heard about the war since he came here.

‘There’s much confusion,’ he says, wearily. ‘I’ve heard talk that most of the mercenaries in Sarnac’s pay have deserted us. Some have even joined the enemy. The Drakkarim taunted us, saying that our army had been smashed. They said the remnants had been pushed into the Tentarias, but I dismissed this as lies. One thing is sure, though: Magnaarn intends to raise the siege of Darke. It has become his battle call—“On to Darke!” This cry was on the lips of his troops during the battle at Hokidat. I saw him during this battle. He was leading his army personally, and he was wielding his accursed sceptre, dealing death to all who tried to stand in his way. He possesses a great and terrible power, and I fear that we may now be unable to put an end to his evil ambitions.’

If you wish to ask Schera if he knows anything about Captain Prarg, turn to 97.

If you do not, turn to 236.

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Ci informiamo sulla sorte di Prarg :D? O no :D?

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Lupo Solitario, Sun Knight

CS: 41 (+8 Sommerswerd, +2 Silver Helm, +4 Weaponmastery, +5 Circoli Magnakai, +2 Silver Bracers, +3 Kagonite Chainmail, +2 Levelup)
--> 45 (con +4 Mindblast)
--> 49 (con +8 Kai-Surge)

EP: 42/42 (+1 Kagonite Chainmail, +11 Circoli Magnakai, +1 Silver Bracers, +4 Levelup)

Discipline Grand Master
- Grand Huntmastery
- Grand Pathmanship
- Kai-Alchemy
- Kai-Surge
- Kai-Screen
- Magi-Magic

Weapons (2): Dagger, Scarlet Warrior's Sword

Backpack (8): Rope, Adgana (LA DROGGA +6CS, su roll di 0 o 1 diventiamo dipendenti e perdiamo 4 EP permanentemente), Signet Ring, Brass Key, Alether (+2 CS), Meal, Meal, Wine

Special Items (12): Sommerswerd!, Silver Bow of Duadon, Silver Helm (+2 CS), Silver Bracers (+ 2CS, +1 EP), Quiver (6), Kagonite Vest (+3 CS +1 EP), Helshezag (+5 CS, +7CS vs Darklords; al secondo round riduce permanentemente gli EP di 1), Statuette of Zagarna, Green Key, Silver Rod, Jadin Amulet (+1 ai Roll per evitare proiettili normali)
[Non occupano spazio]: Korlinium Scabbard, Map of Mogaruith

Money (50): 37 Corone, 60 Kika (10=1C), 20 Lune (4=1C)

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MORTOMETRO: XII
- 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)
- Tentacle-raped (Libro VII)
- Sparati da un Nano storpio (Libro VIII)
- 1v1 con lo Zakhan Kimah (Libro IX)
- 1v100 con il Baron Shinzar (Libro X)
- Caduti durante la scalata ad Haagadar (Libro XI)
- 1v1 con Vonotar all'ultimissimo sangue (Libro XI)
- Sparati da un vecchio storpio (Libro XV)
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Scopriamo come è morto male, fa sempre piacere avere tali info...

Secondo me ci dirà che lo conosce e che era un imbecille che si addormentava sempre quando doveva fare la guardia...

Ahò, 'a Schera, pe' caso sai cheffine ha fatto Prarghe?

E già che ci sei, hai mica visto un certo Paido in giro? Magari nudo e incaprettato? :D

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Originally Posted by 97.

Schera considers your question, and then he replies:

‘I’m sorry, I’ve heard nothing. There have been so many men lost, killed, or captured since Magnaarn attacked. I know of this officer, and though we’ve never met, I’ve heard tell that he is a good and brave man. All I can tell you is that I have not seen him here in Konozod.’

Turn to 236.

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Chissà che fine ha fatto :look:

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Originally Posted by 236.

Captain Schera musters his men, and posts lookouts around the town wall as a precaution in case the Drakkarim return during the night with reinforcements. He then oversees the care of the sick and wounded. You are impressed by his devotion to the men under his command and, once his duties are completed, you return with him to the armoury to formulate a plan of action. It is decided that it is too dangerous to remain here and you agree that you should leave at first light. Schera says there are sufficient boats to transport everyone downriver to Darke, but there is a risk that you could run foul of Magnaarn’s troops. However, he is determined to rejoin his army. If the Lencians are still resisting Magnaarn, then he reasons that the city of Darke is where the battle is most likely to be taking place.

Before you settle down to sleep, one of Schera’s men brings you some food and ale: restore 3 ENDURANCE points.

To continue, turn to 23.

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Originally Posted by 23.

Schera wakes you shortly before dawn and wearily you rise from your makeshift bed. Mindful of the journey ahead, you make a brief search of the armoury and discover a few weapons, and other items which could prove useful:

6 Arrows
Quiver
Dagger
Sword
Spear

If you wish to keep any of these items, remember to adjust your Action Chart accordingly.

The captain sends word to his men to find boats for the voyage downstream. The order is duly carried out and, within the hour, twenty small craft have been brought to the icy river on the west side of the stone bridge. Schera appoints ten men to each craft; then you and he step aboard the first boat, cast off, and begin a voyage that will take you towards the coastal city of Darke.

The current is strong and the river is free of obstructions, enabling your flotilla to make swift progress downstream. Much of the river bank is lightly wooded and Schera commands everyone to remain vigilant in case there are Drakkarim among the trees, lying in ambush. You pass through the woods without incident, and shortly before noon, you see the ruined town of Odnenga in the distance. Every building has been razed to the ground and a pall of wood smoke hangs above the town, fed by fires still smouldering from a battle that took place here several days ago. The river here is blocked by debris and you are forced to put ashore. Schera’s men set to work clearing a passage, while you and the captain scout the ruins in search of information.

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A soot-blackened road, running east to west, divides this shattered town into two halves. Schera suggests that you split up and search one half each and you nod in agreement.

If you wish to search the north side of this ruined town, turn to 2.

If you choose to search the south side, turn to 296.

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Nord o Sud :D? Non credo ci serva nulla dalla rumenta che abbiam trovato.

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Originally Posted by Defender

Ahò, 'a Schera, pe' caso sai cheffine ha fatto Prarghe?

E già che ci sei, hai mica visto un certo Paido in giro? Magari nudo e incaprettato? :D

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Mamma mia mi è venuta in mente la scena della Lussuria di Seven...solo con Paido come puttana e Prarg come cliente e un contorno di Drakkarim festanti...


EDIT: finalmente qualcuno di utile...sto Schera invece di fotterci il cibo ce ne porta lui ed è pure così buono da curarci. Perchè i pg utili come questo o muoiono o li abbandoniamo dopo 2 pagine?

Cmq Nord...facciamoci guidare dal nostro sangue Ariano (anche se ultimamente le copertine la mettono un po' in dubbio).

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Originally Posted by Rise-the-Sky

Mamma mia mi è venuta in mente la scena della Lussuria di Seven...solo con Paido come puttana e Prarg come cliente e un contorno di Drakkarim festanti...

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:mclove:






:sneer:


Comunque si aprono scommesse sulla futura sopravvivenza di Schera :sneer:

Andiamo a sud a portare il nostro ariano verbo a quelle creature senza fede...

Btw Schera sembra troppo figo come amico, apro al a terza via per me è un traditore...

Andando verso sud ovest, la sinistra è il sud... rotoliamoci!

Andiamo a Nord!

Comunque sia è lolloso vedere come Joe faccia sparire dalla faccia di magamund i nostri inutili companion :sneer: sono proprio curioso di vedere se lo fa ripoppare nudo e con la doppia incaprettura Paido on Prarg!

nord

Sud

Ci piace il caldo, quindi andiamo a sud!

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Originally Posted by 296.

Slowly you wander through the smouldering ruins but discover little that has survived the fire which, at its height, must have transformed this whole town into a blazing inferno. The charred bones and skulls of those who died in the battle are strewn everywhere, and no attempt has been made to gather and bury them. You are examining the twisted remains of an iron axe when suddenly you sense that someone is nearby. You can tell that they are weak and in pain.

Instinct leads you to the ruins of an inn, and as you enter what was once its front door, you stop to listen. You can hear someone breathing. You detect they are somewhere below ground and you call out to Captain Schera to come quickly.

‘What is it?’ he says, as he enters the ruined inn.

‘There’s someone alive here,’ you reply. ‘They’re somewhere beneath the floor.’

Schera helps you to lift away some charred beams and you discover a trapdoor. You pull it open and slowly descend a flight of stone steps leading down into a cold, dank cellar. The sound of breathing has stopped but your suspicions are soon confirmed. There is somebody here.

Turn to 197.

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OMG, le cantine sono pericolose quasi quanto l'acqua e rubare cavalli, su Magnamund...speriamo bene!

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Originally Posted by 197.

In a corner of the cellar you see two booted and bloodstained feet protruding from beneath a mass of collapsed flooring. You move closer and discover they belong to a Lencian soldier who is badly wounded and barely conscious. Schera helps you to clear away the charred timbers that are pinning him to the ground and, using your Kai healing skills, you attend to the man’s wounds. After a few minutes he recovers consciousness just long enough to tell you his name—Hul Sendal.

You both carry the man back to the river and place him carefully into your boat. The captain’s men have managed to clear a passage wide enough for the flotilla to pass through in single file, and as you continue your journey down-river, you spend some time nursing the injured soldier back to consciousness. He tells you of the battle that destroyed his regiment, of how Magnaarn used his sceptre to set the town ablaze, and of how he has survived the last six days sustained by nothing more than a few handfuls of snow. His account of the battle is chilling and it leaves you with a gnawing fear that maybe it is already too late to prevent Warlord Magnaarn from regaining control of Darke.

Turn to 208.

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Fortunatamente è solo un'altra futura vittima della nostra Death Aura :nod:

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Originally Posted by 208.

West of Odnenga, the river meanders very little as it crosses the snow-swept plain of Southern Nyras. It is a deserted landscape, yet Captain Schera cautions his men to remain watchful, doubly so whenever the boats pass an occasional copse of fir or stunted pine. Late in the afternoon, as the light is beginning to fade, you come to a forested part of the river where the banks are steeply undercut. Trees are growing at the very edge of the overhanging banks and their roots are clearly visible, hanging down like clusters of vines into the icy waters of the Shug. You are watching the left bank when suddenly your Pathsmanship senses alert you to the threat of ambush. You warn the captain and he signals to the following boats to put ashore at once.

Having sensed the threat, you volunteer to go forward and scout the woods to find out who—or what—is there. Schera agrees, and he calls for three of his men, all trained army scouts, to accompany you. He and the rest of his command will remain here with the boats and wait for you to return.

Pick a number from the Random Number Table. If you possess Grand Pathsmanship, add 3 to the number you have picked.

If your total score is now 4 or less, turn to 81.

If it is 5 or more, turn to 275.

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"Si Sig. LW, lei è un dio tra gli uomini, ma la faccio accompagnare da questi esploratori che sono incredibilmente meno abili di lei e che le saranno totalmente inutili in caso di combattimento"

:genius:

Roll...3! +3 andiamo a 6 :D

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Originally Posted by 275.

You brief the three Lencians to spread out into an extended line and to watch carefully for your signals before you scale the river bank and make your approach to the trees. They all seem to be competent scouts but you have your reservations. Had it not been for Schera’s insistence, you would have preferred to have reconnoitred this copse alone.

Silently you creep forward through the snow, using the sparse undergrowth to your advantage wherever possible. You are less than a hundred yards into the copse when you spy a small camp hidden among the trees. It comprises four white canvas tents attended by a dozen lean and hungry-looking human soldiers armed with longbows. A furled battle-flag stands propped against one of the tents and you signal to your nearest scout to join you, hoping he will be able to identify its chequered black-and-white design.

‘They’re League-landers of Ilion,’ whispers the scout, staring at the campsite. ‘I know that flag well. They’re good mercenaries, these men, loyal to the King. We fought alongside them at Hokidat.’

You are anxious about going forward and making contact with the mercenaries. If they are as good as your scout claims, there is a real danger that they will fire first and ask questions later. You tell your companion of your fears and he smiles.

‘Don’t worry, Sire,’ he says, ‘I know how to contact them.’

Turn to 316.

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Had it not been for Schera’s insistence, you would have preferred to have reconnoitred this copse alone. E' una cosa così cretina che se n'è accorto addirittura Lupo "Dove sono finiti i miei 50 Ranger" Solitario! :sneer:

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Originally Posted by 316.

The scout places two fingers to his lips and gives a long, warbling whistle. The sound makes the mercenaries turn and stare in your direction, and you hear one of them whistle twice in reply. Your scout then calls out a request that you be allowed to enter their camp. There is a long pause; then a heavily-accented voice replies:

‘Show yourselves.’

Relief that you are human, and not Drakkarim, is displayed clearly on the faces of these League-landers when the four of you stand up and walk towards their camp. You receive a warm welcome from these soldiers of fortune, and two of them offer to escort you to their leader—Baron Maquin.

Turn to 294.

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"Relief that you are human, and not Drakkarim" Wait a minute O-o Ma da quando i Drakkarim non sono esseri umani? O.o

Comunque andiamo a incontrare il Barone Manichino :nod:

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Originally Posted by 294.

You and your scouts are taken to a lookout post on the banks of the river where you meet with Baron Maquin, the leader of this mercenary band. He is a tall man, clad from neck to toe in furs that are caked with frost. A battered silver helm hides much of his battle-scarred face, but you can see enough of his distinctly Ilionian features to know at once that he is a brave man, a man of honour. He regards you with a sceptical eye, having never before met a Sommlending lord, let alone one such as you. He questions you at length, and upon hearing your story, you sense that he is greatly impressed. In return he tells you briefly of how he and his men have come to find themselves here.

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Illustration XVII—Baron Maquin, leader of the mercenary band, regards you with a sceptical eye.

‘This regiment is still loyal to King Sarnac,’ he says, proudly, ‘unlike the cowardly Stornlanders. They have broken their pact and now they fight ’gainst Lencia, alongside the enemy.’ The Baron spits at the ground in a show of contempt for these treacherous regiments. ‘My command has been left here to fight as a rear-guard. Our orders are to ambush any Drakkarim that may try to reach Darke by river. We believe there to be many enemy reinforcements at Konozod and our task is to prevent them from joining with Magnaarn.’

You remind the Baron that you have just come from Konozod and that it is virtually empty. There are no enemy reinforcements there. Respectfully you suggest that he and his men join with you in an attempt to reach Darke, where he could join once more with the Lencian army. He considers your suggestion, and after discussing it with his men, finally he agrees.

‘But first,’ he says, as he shakes your hand in friendship, ‘you must summon your men to my humble camp. It will soon be dark and it is much too dangerous to travel this river at night. You could be ambushed!’

Turn to 262.

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Illustration XVII—Baron Maquin, leader of the mercenary band, regards you with a sceptical eye. Oh certo Barone. Ho solo salvato il mondo intero un paio di volte. Non c'è di che.

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Originally Posted by 262.

You send one of the scouts to summon Captain Schera and his men, and when they arrive they are treated most hospitably by the mercenaries who, despite their own hunger, unselfishly share out their meagre rations.

You stay here overnight and break camp at dawn. The Baron’s regiment has suffered heavily in battle and now totals little more than forty men, and so you have no difficulty in finding room for them in the boats. Captain Schera is especially pleased to have these warriors aboard. Despite their losses, they are a cheerful group and they help lift the morale of his men.

The journey downstream passes swiftly and without incident until, shortly before noon, the sky grows steadily darker. An orange glow illuminates the distant horizon, and you can see many pinpoints of fire spread all across the land. An eerie silence descends on the flotilla as it draws nearer to the city of Darke. Shortly after, you see lines of troops marching towards the glowing skyline. Then you witness isolated actions taking place in the surrounding fields as groups of Lencian knights, cut off during the retreat, fight desperate hand-to-hand battles with Drakkarim cavalry. Some Drakkarim horse scouts have reached the river bank, and as you pass them, they open fire at you with their bows. But the swift current soon carries the flotilla away and there are few casualties.

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Illustration XIV—Whilst observing the distant battle, a large black carrion crow lands on a nearby log and stares at you with a cold, beady eye.

It is an hour past noon when you first see the forbidding city of Darke. A great battle is raging around its mighty walls and bastions, and the noise and stench of this fierce conflict comes gusting towards you on the chill winter wind. The river current is getting stronger as it approaches the sea, and so you signal to the other boats to row for the bank. You put ashore on the right bank and both Captain Schera and Baron Maquin have their men take up defensive positions here. There is a road close by, running parallel to the river, and beyond it lies a snowy expanse of open plain on which many regiments of Drakkarim, and some Giaks, are marching towards the city. You are observing the distant battle when a large black carrion crow lands on a nearby log and stares at you with a cold, beady eye.

If you possess Animal Mastery, turn to 168.

If you do not possess this Discipline, turn to 302.

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Non avendo Animal Mastery non possiamo ordinare al corvo di cagare in testa al Barone :saddest:

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Originally Posted by 302.

The bird suddenly takes fright and flies away, cawing long and loud as hurriedly it disappears towards the northern horizon.

Turn to 328.

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:saddest:

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Originally Posted by 328.

Baron Maquin and Captain Schera are anxious to move their men away from the river bank. Their military training has taught them to avoid placing their troops with their backs to an impassable body of water, for if the enemy were to attack, there would be no way to escape. You understand their concern and, using your ability to magnify your vision, you scan the landscape in search of a more advantageous position. A mile away, to the northwest, you see a tiny hamlet. It appears to be deserted and you suggest to the two officers that they move their men there. Briefly they discuss your suggestion and both agree that it would be a safer position.

The order to move is passed along the ranks and the men prepare to leave the boats and go forward. You take the lead, together with the Baron and the captain, but you have barely covered a quarter of the distance to the hamlet when your tracking senses warn you that a threat is approaching from the north.

If you wish to insist they return to the river, turn to 105.

If you wish to hurry towards the hamlet, turn to 248.

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Torniamo indietro verso il fiume, o procediamo avanti verso il villaggio :D?

Andiamo al villaggio, l'acqua ci è ostile, nell'acqua la deathaura funge meglio, però nel villaggio si loota, poi magari si mena... 248

Verso il loot sempre e comunque! Radiamo al suolo il villaggio!!

Più lontano siamo dall'acqua e meglio è!

Villaggio, here we come!

Via dall'acqua!

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Originally Posted by 248.

The order goes out to advance quickly towards the distant hamlet. But you have covered barely a quarter of a mile when you see enemy horsemen fast approaching from the north. Mindful of the danger of being caught out here in the open, Baron Maquin orders his mercenaries to form into a square in readiness to repel a cavalry attack. Captain Schera issues the same order to his men, and together they create a square that is bristling with spears.

The cavalry thunder towards you, undaunted by the sight of this porcupine-like defence. The first wave of Drakkarim cavalry slams against the square and is repulsed with heavy losses; then a second line hits home and it, too, fails to break through. The wounded are dragged to the centre of the square and the ranks close in readiness to face the next charge. Twice the Drakkarim have been repulsed but they are a determined enemy and they are getting ready to attack again. This time the charge is led by armoured Zagganozod, on warhorses that are sheathed with plates of bronze. Their armour—and the sheer weight of their attack—smashes a corner of the square and, in a terrible moment of carnage and chaos, several enemy horsemen break into the middle of the square and trample the helpless wounded.

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Illustration XIII—The charge is led by armoured Zagganozod on warhorses that are sheathed with plates of bronze.

You rush to help them but, in the heat of the battle, you are knocked down by a riderless horse. Before you can get to your feet you are attacked simultaneously by two enemy lancers, who are maniacally determined to pin you to the ground with their lances.

2 Zagganozod Lancers: COMBAT SKILL 37 ENDURANCE 45

If you win this combat, turn to 95.

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COMBAT RATING: +8 (con Mindblast)

Roll...1 :(
Lupo Solitario -4 (38)
2 Zagganozod Lancers -7 (38)

Roll...8 :metal:
Lupo Solitario -0 (38)
2 Zagganozod Lancers -16 (22)

Roll...8 :metal:
Lupo Solitario -0 (38)
2 Zagganozod Lancers -16 (6)

Roll...9 :lol:
Lupo Solitario -0 (38)
2 Zagganozod Lancers -18 (morti!)

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Originally Posted by 95.

Inspired by your victory, the Lencians and their League-land allies repel the remaining Zagganozod and close their ranks until the square is intact once more. The enemy are now exhausted and wearily they retreat across the plain with the stinging cheers of their foes echoing in their ears.

Then an ominous noise comes rolling across the plain from the city of Darke, a thunderous boom that shakes the very ground on which you stand. You look towards the city and see that the battle is growing ever fiercer. But now there is a new and sinister aspect. Flickerings of magical fire can be seen dancing along battlements, engulfing friend and foe alike. You sense that it is the work of Magnaarn; he and his Nadziranim allies are responsible for this.

Then, through the smoke of battle, you see a Lencian flag flying proudly amidst the carnage that is taking place on the coastal plain to the south of the city. Here, King Sarnac’s crusaders have turned an enemy flank and are storming its weakened centre. Maquin and Schera see the flag and, encouraged by the cheers of their own men, they decide to march at once in support of the crusaders’ brave attack.

You wish them both good fortune, for you know the time has come to part company with these brave men. Their destiny awaits them on the field of battle; yours will be found inside the city of Darke itself where, if you are to fulfil your quest, you must confront Warlord Magnaarn.

You bid them farewell and watch as they lead their men in a marching column across the plain towards the distant field of battle. When they are a mile away, you set off alone towards the hamlet, which lies en route to the gates of Darke.

Turn to 154.

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Maquin e Schera si sono allontanati da noi ancora vivi! E nel mezzo di una guerra! La nostra Death Aura si è gravemente indebolita :(

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Originally Posted by 154.

You reach the hamlet and hurry along its solitary road. Flanking you are two rows of low cottages, their thick-thatched roofs still intact despite the fiery carnage that has swept so near. Off to the right you see a barn-like building standing with its door ajar. A brazier of coals, an anvil, and a scattering of iron strips prove it to have once been a busy smithy. But now, like the surrounding buildings, it is seemingly deserted.

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Illustration IX—A Lencian Crusader rushes out into the road brandishing a heavy steel mace in his left hand.

You are passing the open door when suddenly you hear a man’s voice. He has a strong Lencian accent and he is cursing you, thinking you to be a turncoat Stornland mercenary. As you turn to face the smithy door, a Lencian Crusader comes rushing out into the road, brandishing a heavy steel mace in his left hand. You yell at him that you are loyal to King Sarnac, but he ignores your plea and swings his weapon wildly at your head.

Lencian Crusader: COMBAT SKILL 34 ENDURANCE 36

Throughout this combat you are attempting to strike a blow that will render the knight unconscious. Fight this combat using the normal combat procedure.

If you manage to reduce the knight’s ENDURANCE to zero or below, turn to 272.

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Ma lol :D

COMBAT RATING: +13 (con Mindblast)

Roll...4
Lupo Solitario -2 (37)
Lencian Crusader -12 (24)

Roll...0 :lol:
Lupo Solitario -0 (37)
Lencian Crusader SODOMIZZATO!

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Originally Posted by 272.

The misguided knight falls unconscious at your feet. Before he recovers, you take to your heels and continue on across the plain which leads inexorably towards the gates of Darke.

As you approach the city, the din of battle fills your ears. The shouts of angry men, the neighs of galloping steeds, the clang of riven steel, and the terrible screams of the slain buffet you remorselessly. Then, all of a sudden, you are plunged into the battle and to survive you are forced to cleave your way through a seemingly endless wall of enemy troops. It is as if they are gladly willing to sacrifice themselves in order to prevent you from reaching the apex of the slope that ascends to the shattered gates of the city. Undeterred, you forge a bloody path through this Drakkarim horde, wielding your weapon with deadly precision, every blow claiming an enemy soul. It is not until you are standing upon the very threshold of the gates that you encounter more formidable defenders. The breached gates are being held by a trio of blood-spattered Tukodak. They are in a state of battle-frenzy which you sense has been magically induced. Wild-eyed with savage bloodlust, they scream maniacally as they rush at you with their bloodied blades.

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Illustration XV—The breached gates are held by a trio of blood-spattered Tukodak who rush at you with their bloodied blades.

‘For Sommerlund!’ you cry, as you steel yourself to meet their attack.

3 Tukodak Guardians (in battle-frenzy): COMBAT SKILL 44 ENDURANCE 44

If you win this combat, turn to 125.

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E che cazzo :D

Ok, i 3 tizi in posa sono abbastanza crugni. Con Mindblast abbiamo +1 di COMBAT RATING; con Kai-Surge, abbiamo +5. Cosa volete che usi :D?

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Lupo Solitario, Sun Knight

CS: 41 (+8 Sommerswerd, +2 Silver Helm, +4 Weaponmastery, +5 Circoli Magnakai, +2 Silver Bracers, +3 Kagonite Chainmail, +2 Levelup)
--> 45 (con +4 Mindblast)
--> 49 (con +8 Kai-Surge)

EP: 37/42 (+1 Kagonite Chainmail, +11 Circoli Magnakai, +1 Silver Bracers, +4 Levelup)

Discipline Grand Master
- Grand Huntmastery
- Grand Pathmanship
- Kai-Alchemy
- Kai-Surge
- Kai-Screen
- Magi-Magic

Weapons (2): Dagger, Scarlet Warrior's Sword

Backpack (8): Rope, Adgana (LA DROGGA +6CS, su roll di 0 o 1 diventiamo dipendenti e perdiamo 4 EP permanentemente), Signet Ring, Brass Key, Alether (+2 CS), Meal, Meal, Wine

Special Items (12): Sommerswerd!, Silver Bow of Duadon, Silver Helm (+2 CS), Silver Bracers (+ 2CS, +1 EP), Quiver (6), Kagonite Vest (+3 CS +1 EP), Helshezag (+5 CS, +7CS vs Darklords; al secondo round riduce permanentemente gli EP di 1), Statuette of Zagarna, Green Key, Silver Rod, Jadin Amulet (+1 ai Roll per evitare proiettili normali)
[Non occupano spazio]: Korlinium Scabbard, Map of Mogaruith

Money (50): 37 Corone, 60 Kika (10=1C), 20 Lune (4=1C)

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MORTOMETRO: XII
- 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)
- Tentacle-raped (Libro VII)
- Sparati da un Nano storpio (Libro VIII)
- 1v1 con lo Zakhan Kimah (Libro IX)
- 1v100 con il Baron Shinzar (Libro X)
- Caduti durante la scalata ad Haagadar (Libro XI)
- 1v1 con Vonotar all'ultimissimo sangue (Libro XI)
- Sparati da un vecchio storpio (Libro XV)
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Kaisurgeliamo

3 vs 1 con dei pazzi maniaci assetati di sangue?

challenge accepted! :accepted:

Spariamogli in faccia tutto il nostro Kai-surge :metal:

Kai-surge abbestia,apriamo in due queste lattine!

Kai-Surgiamo!

3 Tukodak Guardians (in battle-frenzy): COMBAT SKILL 44 ENDURANCE 44

COMBAT RATING +5 (con Kai-Surge)

Roll...8 :metal:
Lupo Solitario -0 (-1)(36)
3 Tukodak Guardians -14 (30)

Roll...7
Lupo Solitario -0 (-1)(35)
3 Tukodak Guardians -12 (18)

Roll...4
Lupo Solitario -2 (-1)(33)
3 Tukodak Guardians -9 (9)

Roll...3
Lupo Solitario -3 (-1)(29)
3 Tukodak Guardians -8 (1)

Roll...1 :(
Lupo Solitario -4 (-1)(25)
3 Tukodak Guardians -6 (morti!)

Ok, siamo andati un po' in calando lol :D

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You clamber over the bodies that are heaped chest-high around the shattered city gates; then you begin to fight your way steadily towards the centre of this terrible stronghold. Beyond the entrance you see that a wild battle is raging through the streets. A regiment of Lencian Crusaders are fighting to wrestle possession of the keep from a determined horde of Magnaarn’s Drakkarim. The tide turns against the Lencians and as they are driven back towards the gates, you are forced to climb a stair which leads to the battlements in order to avoid being lost in the crush. Halfway up the steps you are attacked by a Drakkar armed with sword and shield. You duck his clumsy swipe and lash out at his chest. He catches your blow on his shield, but the sheer force of your attack hurls him down on the steps where he remains, cradling his broken arm, tears streaming down his soot-blackened face.

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You stride up the steps towards the battlements where a group of Lencians are locked in combat with two Death Knights. The Crusaders slay their enemies, but they, in turn, are slain when a bolt of crackling crimson energy rips through their shiny steel armour, fired from the tip of a wizard’s staff. Their lifeless bodies come tumbling down the steps, knocking you flat on your back and pinning you down beneath the weight of their armour. You struggle to get free, but you are being observed by the one who slew the knights: an evil Nadziranim wizard. He levels his staff at your head and a swirling trail of sparks ignites at its tip. With imminent death staring you full in the face, you steel yourself to meet your maker.

Turn to 177.

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Addirittura :nod:

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Originally Posted by 177.

Suddenly the evil wizard cries out in pained surprise and throws his claw-tipped hands into the air. A sparkling bolt, which was destined to seal your doom, arcs from his staff and blows a man-sized hole in the wall of the fortress. As the resultant smoke and dust slowly clears, you see Captain Prarg standing over the body of the slain wizard with a bloodied sword held in his hand. With a cry of victory, he leaps over the crumpled corpse and comes rushing down the steps to help free you from the tangle of bodies.

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Illustration X—Captain Prarg stands over the body of the slain wizard with bloodied sword in hand.

‘Well met, Sire,’ he says excitedly. ‘I feared you were dead and buried at the Temple of Antah.’

‘I, too, thought you dead, Prarg,’ you reply, thankful to see him still alive. ‘Yet it seems that fate has decreed otherwise.’

‘I was lucky,’ he says, ‘I escaped from Magnaarn. But come, Sire. There’s no time for tales now. We must away from here. Follow me; I know where the Warlord is hiding.’

Turn to 36.

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!

Prarg ed i suoi baffi! E ci ha pure salvato la vita!

Tutto ciò è stupefacente O.o

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Originally Posted by 36.

You follow Prarg to the top of the steps, and as you race along the body-strewn battlements, you see the fighting which is raging both inside and outside the city. The battlements end at a tower where a flight of spiral steps ascend to a circular landing. Here you wait in the shadows until a troop of Drakkarim pass by. While you are waiting for them to disappear, you look out of the tower through an arrow slit and see the waters of the Gulf of Lencia, and the conflict that is raging across the coastal plain.

‘The King’s Crusaders breached the city gate three days ago,’ whispers Prarg. ‘They were close to taking the city when Magnaarn and his armies arrived. His newfound power shattered the Crusaders, but even though they were broken by it, not all were ejected from the city. Those you saw fighting at the keep are trying to hold on until our allies arrive from Kasland. The fleet is expected at any time. Magnaarn must be slain. He and the sceptre have become one entity—he is now a puppet of a far greater evil.’

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A shudder runs down your spine as, for the first time since you entered Darke, you feel the presence of the Doomstone. Fear returns to haunt you, the fear that the evil gem will sap your strength, as it did when first you encountered it at the Temple of Antah. If this is still so then Magnaarn may prove impossible to defeat.

Prarg senses your anxiety and he offers some words of advice and hope: ‘The taking of Darke has weakened the Warlord—he’s paid a terrible price. He has been forced to retire from the battle in order to recover his strength and he is presently at his weakest. Now, Sire, is the time to strike.’

Beyond the landing lies a corridor which leads to a junction where another passageway crosses from left to right. You look to the right and see that the way is blocked by a heavy steel door. Prarg utters a curse under his breath, and then he explains his anger.

‘That way leads directly to the Palace Tower. Magnaarn is hiding there, in its uppermost chamber.’

Anxiously he glances along the opposite passage and furrows his brow. ‘Perhaps we can get there by another route,’ he muses.

If you wish to investigate the closed door, turn to 220.

If you choose to look for another way of reaching the Palace Tower, turn to 182.

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Che si fa :D?

INVESTIGAZIO!

E cmq avevamo anche l'aleter come buff da spararci oltre al kai surge.

L'aleter meglio nei momenti di crisi, btw, investigazione!

Investighiamo sbirciando dalla serratura, magari di là c'é Edwige Fenech nuda! :D

(o Paido, nudo e incaprettato :look:)

A man can dream!

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Originally Posted by 220.

You hurry to the door and examine the lock. It is a unique design, quite unlike any you have seen before. It appears be made entirely of silver with a keyhole that is smooth and circular in shape.

If you possess a Silver Rod, turn to 27.

If you do not possess this Special Item, turn to 290.

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Eccerto che l'abbiamo :D Probabimente ci fa inchiappare paido con la verga d'argento :nod:

Quote:

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Originally Posted by 27.

Guided by your instincts, you take the Silver Rod from your pocket and insert it into the lock. It is a perfect fit. Silently the lock disengages and the door swings open to reveal two Tukodak guards, both standing with their backs to you. One feels a draught and glances over his shoulder, but before he can draw a weapon or warn his comrade, you leap forward and silence them with two swift and deadly open-handed blows to the napes of their necks.

Turn to 83.

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Sempre più Kung-Fu master :nod:

Quote:

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Originally Posted by 83.

You detect a strong presence of evil lurking somewhere nearby and you warn Prarg of what you sense. Cautiously, the two of you leave this chamber by a passage which leads to a flight of black stone steps. You ascend the steps to a domed chamber which is sheathed with dull black stone. Heavy velvet hangings of ebony hue cover most of the walls, and all of the furnishings are upholstered with the same morbid cloth. The sensation of evil is stronger here, so strong that you feel as if you are slowly suffocating.

‘It’s here…’ you whisper, your hand reaching for your weapon. ‘The Doomstone. I can feel its presence!’

Suddenly there is a movement away to your left and a blast of white-hot energy comes roaring towards your face. You dive aside in time to avoid it, but the bolt rebounds from the steel-hard wall and glances off the back of Prarg’s head, knocking him unconscious.

Turn to 161.

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AH-AH! Sapevo che la Death Aura si stava riprendendo...

Quote:

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Originally Posted by 161.

You kneel beside Prarg and check that he is still breathing. He is fortunate that the bolt struck him a glancing blow; had it hit him squarely it would have killed him outright. Then you hear a movement over on the far side of the chamber, and when you look up, you see Warlord Magnaarn emerging from behind one of the many hanging black drapes. An aura of evil surrounds his body like a shimmering grey cocoon, and his features no longer appear as they did when first you encountered him in the subterranean labyrinths of the Temple of Antah. Now his body is twisted and mummy-like, and feverish eyes burn from black sockets within a bald skull of a face. You sense that he is wholly possessed by the object he holds clenched in his shrunken hand—the Nyras Sceptre.

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The dread sceptre hums with the power of the Doomstone that is set upon its platinum shaft. Magnaarn utters an evil laugh and points the sceptre at you, but curiously you feel no weakness or leeching of strength, as occurred at Antah. The Warlord’s sick eyes widen with surprise and you sense that he is fearful. He threatens you with death, but his voice is wavering. He is unsure of his power. Then you sense another presence, a magical presence. A wispy shape emerges from behind another curtain, summoned forth by Magnaarn, and at once you recognize it to be the formless life-force of a Nadziranim sorcerer. You hear Magnaarn issue a psychic command, ordering the creature to slay you, and immediately it responds. Swiftly it moves across the chamber, changing shape as it draws closer. It is no more than ten feet distant when it solidifies into a form which is truly horrifying to behold.

Turn to 42.

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Ok, lo scettro ha fatto cilecca. Vediamo che dice il mago :D

Quote:

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Originally Posted by 42.

The Nadziranim sorcerer has taken on the visage of a great snuffling beast which creeps towards you on six long-clawed feet. A vile, bulbous head is perched uneasily on its immense shoulders and its baleful, milky-coloured eyes roll like balls of mist within its scabrous head. The reeking fur of its body seems to bristle as slowly, with ponderous steps, it draws closer and closer.

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Illustration III—The Nadziranim sorcerer, taking on the visage of a great sniffling beast, creeps towards you.

If you possess the Sommerswerd and you wish to use it, turn to 271.

If you do not possess this Special Item or do not wish to use it, turn to 134.

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Ma che cazzo :afraid:

Che si fa :D?

Estraiamo la spada diddio, andiamo di aleter, kaisurgiamo e schiacciamo il cane cervello...

E ora con l'aiuto del sole ..vincero!!

E' arrivato il suo momento:

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Atomizziamo questo scarrafone, SOMMERSWERD GO!!

ATTACCO SOLARE!

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Originally Posted by 271.

The creature opens its great jaws and from the depths of its throat it coughs forth a guttering ball of flame. Immediately, your senses alert you to the fact that this is no ordinary fireball; it is wholly psychic in nature. It comes roaring towards you like a mini-sun trailing fiery orange sparks. You strike at it with the Sommerswerd, and as your divine blade connects, the fiery ball suddenly explodes into a million motes of light which rapidly dissolve.

The sudden jolt of contact knocks you backwards. Before you fully recover your footing, the creature seizes its advantage and comes leaping through the air towards your chest.

Turn to 283.

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aH-AH!

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Originally Posted by 283.

Desperately you roll across the black stone floor to avoid the creature’s initial attack. Your swift reactions save you from its razor claws, but it, too, possesses lightning reflexes. It leaps once more and you barely have enough time to unsheathe your weapon before it lands upon you and slams you to the ground.

Tarhdemon (polymorphed Nadziran): COMBAT SKILL 42 ENDURANCE 42

If you win this combat, turn to 66.

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Tarhdemon, il Pokemon ritardato, è un avversario abbastanza potente...comunque sia la nostra COMBAT RATING è +5 (con Kai-Surge)!

Roll...0 :oldmetal:
Lupo Solitario -0 (-1)(33)
Tardhemon -18 (24)

Roll...3
Lupo Solitario -3 (-1)(29)
Tardhemon -8 (16)

Roll...5
Lupo Solitario -2 (-1)(26)
Tardhemon -10 (6)

Roll...5
Lupo Solitario -2 (-1)(23)
Tardhemon -10 (morto!)

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Originally Posted by 66.

The moment you strike your killing blow, the creature explodes with a flash of brilliant white light. As the glare fades, you see that nothing whatsoever remains of either its body or spirit. Magnaarn witnesses the death of his servant with a look of pure terror. He screams, and in a moment of panic, he touches the head of the Nyras Sceptre to the floor. There is a tremendous boom, and the floor shudders violently as it is torn wide open by a massive quake.

Hurriedly, Magnaarn makes his escape through a curtained archway. Determined not to allow him to escape, you get ready to leap across the fissure which has opened up the chamber floor. It is no less than twenty feet wide at its narrowest point.

Pick a number from the Random Number Table. If you possess the Discipline of Grand Huntmastery and have reached the rank of Kai Grand Guardian or higher, add 2 to the number you have picked.

If your total is now 3 or less, turn to 128.

If it is 4–6, turn to 75.

If it is 7 or more, turn to 179.

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Roll...7!

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Originally Posted by 179.

You clear the gap with one bound, and even manage to stay on your feet when you land on the far side of the fissure. Hungry for victory and vengeance, you tear aside the curtain through which Magnaarn disappeared and discover a short flight of steps which emerge at a turret at the very top of the Palace Tower, the highest point in the city of Darke.

Here you find Magnaarn, cowering with his crooked back pressed hard against the frost-covered wall. You sense that he has very nearly succumbed to the evil power of the Doomstone; he is treading a fine line between life and undeath. Yet, even though he is but a whisker away from eternal damnation, he musters enough spite to challenge you to a fight to the death.

‘Very well, Drakkar,’ you reply. ‘Let battle commence.’

Warlord Magnaarn (with Nyras Sceptre): COMBAT SKILL 50 ENDURANCE 36

If you win this combat, turn to 350.

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Ok, siamo allo scontro finale! Abbiamo una Combat Rating di -1 (con Kai-Surge). Abbiamo la Drogga e l'Alether. Abbiamo anche la super cura di Deliverance. Cosa ci spariamo, se ci spariamo qualcosa :D?

Ma gli spacchiamo il culo a sto cialtrone dimmerda, vai liscio così al max usiamo ignore pain!

io un alether lo tirerei...e poi apriamogli il culo.

Aleter e ip a 7 pf come di consuetudine...

Ci caliamo un Alether! (tra l'altro, da -1 a +1 c'è il gain maggiore sulla tabella, perchè ci muoviamo di 2 "slot" più avanti, invece che solo di 1 come al solito)

COMBAT RATING: +1 (con Kai-Surge)

Roll...4
Lupo Solitario -3 (-1)(20)
Warlord Magnaarn -7 (29)

Roll...4
Lupo Solitario -3 (-1)(16)
Warlord Magnaarn -7 (22)

Roll...5
Lupo Solitario -2 (-1)(13)
Warlord Magnaarn -8 (14)

Roll...5
Lupo Solitario -2 (-1)(10)
Warlord Magnaarn -8 (6)

Roll...7
Lupo Solitario -1 (-1)(8)
Warlord Magnaarn -10 (morto!)

LOL abbiamo evitato anche di usare IP (dovrei controllare se scatta a 8 o se scendiamo sotto 8 lol) :D

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Originally Posted by 350.

The moment you strike your killing blow, the Nyras Sceptre explodes with a brilliant flash and you are knocked down by the sudden release of energy. For several minutes you lie unconscious on the floor of this wind-swept turret, until you are found and revived by your guide and companion, Captain Prarg. Nothing remains of either Warlord Magnaarn or the Nyras Sceptre; both have been utterly destroyed. Prarg helps you to your feet, and as you look out across the battle-torn landscape, you witness a wondrous event. The Gulf of Lencia is dotted with scores of square-rigged men o’ war. They are the ships of the Kasland fleet: at last Lencia’s allies have arrived.

Thanks to your bravery and determination, the power which has so devastated this land is now no more. The destruction of the Nyras Sceptre heralds a turning of the tides of war in the west. The Nadziranim and their armies flee the field of battle and are pursued by the allies all the way back to their strongholds in the north. The remnants of Magnaarn’s army are routed and swept out of Nyras, and after many centuries, this country finally returns to its rightful heirs.

In recognition of your victory over Warlord Magnaarn, King Sarnac of Lencia and Archduke Chalamis of Kasland hold a royal banquet in Vadera in your honour. You are heaped with praise and you receive the thanks and warm congratulations of a grateful populace.

Well done, Lone Wolf. Once again you have achieved a victory over the forces of darkness and proved yourself to be worthy of the title ‘Kai Grand Master’. Yet the fight against Evil goes ever on. On your return to your homeland you will be faced with a new and deadly challenge that will test your remarkable skills and unquestionable bravery. The nature of this challenge can be found in the next Grand Master adventure, which is entitled:

The Legacy of Vashna

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Speriamo che Vashna non abbia lasciato il suo pugnale a nessuno nel testamento! :hidenod:

Ok truppa: come al solito, abbiamo un po' di tempo per il GIOCO DEL SE FOSSE!

Se andavamo a nord? al bivio nord/sud

Cosa succedeva se non davamo da mangiare al lurido baffuto?

Quando siamo sbarcati nei pressi di Darke, cosa succedeva se fossimo tornati indietro verso il fiume invece di andare verso il villaggiuzzo?

Se andavamo a nord? al bivio nord/sud

Spoiler

trovavamo dei cadaveri bruciati, dopodichè Schera ci chiamava (perchè trovava lui i prigionieri ancora vivi).

Cosa succedeva se non davamo da mangiare al lurido baffuto?

Spoiler

Ci fa usare Huntmastery per dare da mangiare a Prarg radici e lombrichi <.<

Quando siamo sbarcati nei pressi di Darke, cosa succedeva se fossimo tornati indietro verso il fiume invece di andare verso il villaggiuzzo?

Spoiler

Avevamo un 50% che ci lasciassero perdere e andassero a combattere nella battaglia principale; altrimenti, dovevamo combattere un capitano nemico, che però non era molto forte. Dopodichè, arrivavamo al villaggio senza colpo ferire.

Preparo il nuovo thread!

Vermi e lombrichi era una dieta sana ed equilibrata per quell'inutile essere (anche se alla fine ha trovato le @@ lasciate sul comodino ed è tornato utile)