Post by nightdeath on Apr 10, 2013 2:53:40 GMT 8
Submited by Croaker Voldermort, Watcher Agent Triple 0 7
Brief summary:
Pathfinder Lugizar Trantos recently returned from the Mwangi Expanse with haunted eyes and a pack full of strange idols. Absalom's famed Blakros Museum purchased his pieces and Lugizar vanished. The strange monkey idols he pulled from the misty jungles of Mwangi carry with them a fell curse, and now their power has laid claim to the museum. Can the Pathfinder Society uncover the source of the curse in time, or will the Blackros Museum be forever lost to the mists of Mwangi?
Utilizing Extreme Stealth Protocols (ESP), This watcher has have the privillege of observing the following Pathfinders in action. Although some of their actions left this one scratching his head over their antics.
The pathfinders this one has being watching bear the following names:
This one has noted over the passage of time during this mission, the following.
Said Party have being noted to be extremely combat capable and one in particular, Zhuge has displayed considerable self suvival capabilities.
Said Party have proven themselves of great acts of violence, cutting down no less than 3 apes of unterrifying power.
Deranged Clerks taken by the curse of the Mists were shown great mercy. All were cut down in a single blow within minutes of an ambush fatally gone wrong.
Have also seen the tell tale signs of sucumbing to the Accursed Mists, Ian Ravenhelm, Dandy Lovegood and Brimgor Tuskface although instead of letting it bring them down, they proceeded to make full use of their ablities apeing their opponents and exploring the high reaches of the museuem.
They apparently treat everything as potential enemies and almost mowed down every single soul in the deserted Museuem save one. A fat clerk who would have seen better days......
The head Security, being found laughing at his own jokes, seems to be taken away after being clubbed repeatly. Could be in need of the substance known as Aspirin.
Nigel was saved from the mists though it was done by probabely some of the worst singing this one have had the displeasure of being subjected too. The cloth with the sacred texts could have seen better days.
Brief summary:
Pathfinder Lugizar Trantos recently returned from the Mwangi Expanse with haunted eyes and a pack full of strange idols. Absalom's famed Blakros Museum purchased his pieces and Lugizar vanished. The strange monkey idols he pulled from the misty jungles of Mwangi carry with them a fell curse, and now their power has laid claim to the museum. Can the Pathfinder Society uncover the source of the curse in time, or will the Blackros Museum be forever lost to the mists of Mwangi?
Utilizing Extreme Stealth Protocols (ESP), This watcher has have the privillege of observing the following Pathfinders in action. Although some of their actions left this one scratching his head over their antics.
The pathfinders this one has being watching bear the following names:
- Brimgor Tuskface
- Anfernal
- Tassadar Zokan
- Lynette Eleanor
- Zhuge
- Dandy Lovegood
- Ian Ravenhelm
This one has noted over the passage of time during this mission, the following.
Said Party have being noted to be extremely combat capable and one in particular, Zhuge has displayed considerable self suvival capabilities.
Said Party have proven themselves of great acts of violence, cutting down no less than 3 apes of unterrifying power.
Deranged Clerks taken by the curse of the Mists were shown great mercy. All were cut down in a single blow within minutes of an ambush fatally gone wrong.
Have also seen the tell tale signs of sucumbing to the Accursed Mists, Ian Ravenhelm, Dandy Lovegood and Brimgor Tuskface although instead of letting it bring them down, they proceeded to make full use of their ablities apeing their opponents and exploring the high reaches of the museuem.
They apparently treat everything as potential enemies and almost mowed down every single soul in the deserted Museuem save one. A fat clerk who would have seen better days......
The head Security, being found laughing at his own jokes, seems to be taken away after being clubbed repeatly. Could be in need of the substance known as Aspirin.
Nigel was saved from the mists though it was done by probabely some of the worst singing this one have had the displeasure of being subjected too. The cloth with the sacred texts could have seen better days.