[LUPO SOLITARIO] Libro XI: The Prisoners of Time

2nd April 2013

-=Rho=-

24

24 la figa è figa anche se vecchia...

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Originally Posted by 24.

A wide grin cracks the old Ookor’s face. Awkwardly she picks up the cards and shuffles them in her rheumatic hands before asking you to choose three of them at random.

Pick a number from the Random Number Table.

If the number you have picked is 0–3, turn to 172.

If it is 4–6, turn to 307.

If it is 7–9, turn to 224.

Oh, chi l'avrebbe detto :D La nostra sorte è casuale!

Roll...5

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Originally Posted by 307.

The cards you have drawn from the pack are marked with varied and colourful symbols. The first shows a bed, the second a young Ookor child, and the third a sword. The aged fortune teller weaves her crooked fingers around the cards. She mutters incessantly to herself and T’uk T’ron is obliged to act as her translator.

‘She say you will dream of when you were young. In your dream much will be made clear to you. This dream is good. It will help you grow strong and defeat your enemies.’

Turn to 96.

Sogni da scimmia :nod:

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Originally Posted by 96.

While you ponder the meaning of her reading, she retrieves her cards from the table and shuffles away to help her daughters gather the empty food bowls. T’uk T’ron swallows the last of his delicious meal and rounds it off with a hearty belch. The Ookor villagers thank him—for it seems that such a reaction is the highest compliment one can pay after receiving Ookor hospitality.

‘We can go now, yes?’ he says, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. You nod your reply and he in turn barks an order to his company to return to their chariots.

As your chariot pulls away from her village the old fortune teller waves farewell and you return her gesture with a smile.

Turn to 117.

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Originally Posted by 117.

A few miles beyond the village, the road leaves the valley and crosses an open expanse of lush grassland. The hours roll by and you watch the passing landscape with increasing wonder as you try to comprehend how it can thrive beneath a sunless sky. Slowly the plain descends towards a wide river, sluggish with sediment and flanked by tall, grey-green trees. A bridge spans the dark water and the road continues beyond towards a line of hills. The bridge is built of stout timber, but as you draw closer to it you sense that something is seriously amiss.

If you have the Magnakai Discipline of Huntmastery and have reached the rank of Principalin or higher, turn to 48.

If you do not have this skill, or if you have yet to reach this level of Magnakai training, turn to 321.

Vista Ariana go!

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Originally Posted by 48.

By magnifying your vision you are able to see that the middle of the bridge is damaged. Many of the planks have been torn up and strewn across the surface at random, crudely disguising the gaping hole. You scream a warning to T’uk T’ron and he is able to halt the chariots just in time, as they thunder towards the approach ramp.

If you have the Magnakai Discipline of Pathsmanship and have reached the rank of Tutelary or higher, turn to 69.

If you do not possess this skill, or if you have yet to reach this level of Magnakai training, turn to 196.

Vediamo cosa dice pathmanship...

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Originally Posted by 69.

Your senses scream a warning that the trees harbour hidden enemies. They are lurking, ready to ambush anyone who attempts to cross the bridge. You tell T’uk T’ron and immediately he orders his guards to dismount and take cover behind their chariots while he and his driver go forward to examine the damaged bridge.

If you wish to go with T’uk T’ron, turn to 282.

If you decide to stay with his guards defending the chariots, turn to 158.

Cosa facciamo :D?

158

andiamo con lui che altrimenti crepa....

282

Andiamo con lui che altrimenti crepano i carristi!

282

T’uk T’ron è un named...se deve morire morirà sia con noi che da solo...quindi stiamo coi carristi (che senza di noi potrebbero anche salvarsi )

2 a 2! Il primo voto, anche se duplicato, decide :D!

Named!

andiamo con l'uomo scimmia

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Originally Posted by 282.

The two Ookor scurry across the planks and you follow closely on their heels, running half-crouched to make use of the cover afforded by the parapet of the bridge. You reach the centre of the bridge and are relieved to see that the damage is not beyond repair; whoever did this wanted to delay not destroy. T’uk T’ron signals to his guards to come and lend a hand with the repairs, but as soon as they leave the chariots a chilling howl echoes from the nearby trees. ‘Agtah!’ moans T’uk T’ron, his voice a whisper of fear. ‘Creatures of chaos!’

A shiver runs down your spine when you see them. Lumbering hordes of twisted shapes lurch from the trees on either side of the bridge and stagger drunkenly towards the chariots. They appear to be neither animal nor human but a ghastly fusion of the two. Now only two drivers remain with the onipa teams and T’uk T’ron is quick to see the danger. He commands the guards to return and leads them back across the bridge with his crystal sword held high.

If you wish to follow T’uk T’ron and help him defend the chariots, turn to 273.

If you decide to stay where you are and attempt to repair the bridge, turn to 176.

If you wish to abandon the Ookor and escape across the bridge on foot, turn to 10.

Oh cazz! Che si fa ora :D?

Chaaarge! 273

Siamo guerrieri non carpentieri!

ALLA PUGNA!

10 ahah

lasciamoli lì, lol, 10