“I call the internet White Knight. It’s good with the ladies.”
(Sorry guys, have had one mofo of a sore throat, disrupted sleep, headaches, nausea… I have not been a happy camper since Monday. May be finally emerging from the tunnel though.)
“There aren’t any girls on the internet, doofus!”
“Oooh, can I be the Wizard of the boards? I could get to use Mod Spells such as *Warn *and *Merge thread *to keep you all in line! And then I could go mad with power when I level up, and gain access to the Ban-hammer spell! I’d call my character Bronx!”
(Apologies for the delay).
At the junction you pause for a few moments, and then become aware of some rough guttural voices muttering away somewhere off in the darkness up the left passageway, beyond the range of your torches. There seems to be a rasp of metal on metal too.
“Do we have any way of stealthily seeing up ahead, guys?”
“how about we send the sneakiest quietest member of our party out there to spy on them? Someone stealthy, and probably apt to have a profession in stealing things?” says Ishtar, staring at Auto.
“Hand signals might also help.”
:gestures
“This means how many bad guys there are.”
:Gesture #2 “this means what types of bad guys there are- human, undead, orc, reptilian, amorphous, or ‘oh shit’ varieties.”
:gesture #3,4,5: “these gestures might tell us if you think we can take them. Or if they’re coming our way right away, or we should flee because you’re going to sacrifice yourself to give us a chance at escape.”
“OK, that’s one idea ToeJam. Anyone else have other suggestions?”
“I think we should continue to discuss our plans within earshot of the enemy, keeping in mind that, because of our torches, they can see us but we can’t see them. Sound like a plan?”
:gestures the “oh shit” gesture
:Extinguishes the lantern and puts it away, pulls out a Dart too to be prepared…
:gestures:
:whispers “hmmm… but if I extinguish the lights that’ll kill my awesome Gestures idea. Damn!”
“Macaroni-breath has a point. Well, I’m prepared to go stealthily check it out if nobody else has any ideas. It’s a shame though, what with there being no bushes and all…”
(There is plenty of shadow, though. Is that your plan?)
(Melon gets a free level in Deadpan Snarker)
In the interest of speeding the game along, yes, that is the plan. Heaven help me. I activate any abilities or traits I have that are relevant.
“Alright Auto, don’t fuck this up,” he whispers to himself under his breath.
“Geeze, are we looking for fights? If there are noises from the left why do we just go right? Oh well, How much you I owe you Ishtar when Auto gets killed again?”
:coughs discretely, and whispers, “One gold piece (or whatever the currency thing is around here). But that’s really neither here not there right now… Also, the other one’d owe me money too.”
Good luck, Auto, I have complete faith in you. I shall keep a Magic Missile Ready for if **Auto **comes hurtling towards us due to problems and needs backup, because I think I can cast that and start running away too.
As blind as a bat now that all the lights have been put out or hidden, Autolycus the sultan of stealth creeps forward in the darkness, trying not to trip over anything. His groping fingers soon discern the rough wood of a partly-open door, a large one - and nearby he hears the rasp of metal and a hoarse whisper in an unknown tongue.
Heh, sorry, I just thought of an insult for auto (or anyone with that sort of a straight line) that would work for the above situation, but it has nothing to do with the game. So I’ll just spoiler it and get back to the dramatic tension…
**Auto **can speak horse? Who knew his skills in being an ass would pay off?
Ishtar tries to quietly and slowly either duck down, or try to stand behind a larger person and try to peek around them…
“Hey, I rolled a 7 does that my troll get banned or what? Oh right Auto is trying to get killed I guess I should pay attention to the scary noises but damn this game is so much fun.”
Frodo gets ready to throw his light spell in to the eyes of the first available enemy