((Will do. Sorry. sweatdrop I performed shock therapy on a stuffed turtle. I am honestly unsure about my feelings on that.
http://jayisgames.com/games/the-asylum/))
"Just please don't go unleashing some ancient horror upon us. If they've chained up a coffin like that, it's probably for good reason." Daemon said with a slight sweatdrop as he examined the art along the walls. "And if my interpretation of this is correct, it seems like they worshipped a demon...Not by choice, mind you, it was the expected tyrannical rule via dark magic of course. Let's see....peasant uprising....whole slaughter of the rebels...peasants consult ancient tome of magics....holy warriors battle the demon....and it looks like they took him down by separating his soul and power from his body. Doesn't show where all that demonic power went, but I'd wager our dead friend hanging at the back of the room is the body."
((And my dnd days have started up again! Though there have been a few changes. Our DM has been feeling pretty tired, so we're going to be alternating campaigns, one run by our usual DM, and then a second that Kitty runs while our DM plays for a change. For convenience, nicknames shall remain the same. Kitty started her turn at DMing last week, though not much of interest happened. Our party consisted of me, a thief, DM, an artificer, Scarlet, still a mage, and the DM's dad who was our meatshield essentially. And a total noob. The only real bit of humor was that we were doing a lot of questioning and pressing people for information, so DM's dad (from here on out, DMD) who had a high charisma skill, did a lot of diplomacy and intimidation checks. At one point he kept switching between the two while talking to the same guy a lot, which we imagined as "*lifts off the ground and shakes* TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW. Nah, I'm just kidding, I'm not gonna TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW don't worry, I won't hurt yo-TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW." Eventually we decided he was bipolar. XD ))
http://jayisgames.com/games/the-asylum/))
"Just please don't go unleashing some ancient horror upon us. If they've chained up a coffin like that, it's probably for good reason." Daemon said with a slight sweatdrop as he examined the art along the walls. "And if my interpretation of this is correct, it seems like they worshipped a demon...Not by choice, mind you, it was the expected tyrannical rule via dark magic of course. Let's see....peasant uprising....whole slaughter of the rebels...peasants consult ancient tome of magics....holy warriors battle the demon....and it looks like they took him down by separating his soul and power from his body. Doesn't show where all that demonic power went, but I'd wager our dead friend hanging at the back of the room is the body."
((And my dnd days have started up again! Though there have been a few changes. Our DM has been feeling pretty tired, so we're going to be alternating campaigns, one run by our usual DM, and then a second that Kitty runs while our DM plays for a change. For convenience, nicknames shall remain the same. Kitty started her turn at DMing last week, though not much of interest happened. Our party consisted of me, a thief, DM, an artificer, Scarlet, still a mage, and the DM's dad who was our meatshield essentially. And a total noob. The only real bit of humor was that we were doing a lot of questioning and pressing people for information, so DM's dad (from here on out, DMD) who had a high charisma skill, did a lot of diplomacy and intimidation checks. At one point he kept switching between the two while talking to the same guy a lot, which we imagined as "*lifts off the ground and shakes* TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW. Nah, I'm just kidding, I'm not gonna TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW don't worry, I won't hurt yo-TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW." Eventually we decided he was bipolar. XD ))