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"So you want us to deal with this guy?" he says with a sigh. "But i don't suppose we have a choice now do we?" He says, as he slowly risdes out of his seat. " Sounds like we'll be facing lots of monsters, and evil creatures. Reminds me of a videogame. But I've never been one to back down from a Fight! And if this IS the only way home, Count me In!" He said clenching his fist and a slight nod.
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Wiz
"Oh, great... why don't you guys just give him a name? Nah, just kidding. If it were that easy, we wouldn't be here. Unless one of you guys knows how to build some really good weaponry, it sounds like our best bet will be to find out this shithead's name. Sounds like a straightforward password hack to me. Unfortunately, despite what the movies would have you believe, most password hacks come from social engineering, that is, tricking the owner into giving it up willingly. Any ideas?"
"Oh, great... why don't you guys just give him a name? Nah, just kidding. If it were that easy, we wouldn't be here. Unless one of you guys knows how to build some really good weaponry, it sounds like our best bet will be to find out this shithead's name. Sounds like a straightforward password hack to me. Unfortunately, despite what the movies would have you believe, most password hacks come from social engineering, that is, tricking the owner into giving it up willingly. Any ideas?"
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Margarita Schmidt (Soccer Star)
Margarita sighed. "So, if I have this right, we are to find and kill a man who we do not know, in a land we have never even heard of, using nothing but our bare hands. He controls all the rest of the land and is a more powerful magician than you - someone who can pull several people from another world to his own world." She shook her head. "Mein Gott in Himmel! Are you stupid? What do you think we are?!?"
She sighed and shook her head again. This was ridiculous, and if this idiot was to be believed they were now all doomed to be enslaved and die.
Margarita sighed. "So, if I have this right, we are to find and kill a man who we do not know, in a land we have never even heard of, using nothing but our bare hands. He controls all the rest of the land and is a more powerful magician than you - someone who can pull several people from another world to his own world." She shook her head. "Mein Gott in Himmel! Are you stupid? What do you think we are?!?"
She sighed and shook her head again. This was ridiculous, and if this idiot was to be believed they were now all doomed to be enslaved and die.
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Wiz
The displaced computer wizard looked at Jadzia, and grinned broadly, "I always did think fur coats were a wee bit more useful on the animal they came from in the first place!" His humour turned grim once more, though, as the weight of their dilemma sank in again. "Wonder if this uber-mage is gonna be wearing OUR skins soon?!"
The displaced computer wizard looked at Jadzia, and grinned broadly, "I always did think fur coats were a wee bit more useful on the animal they came from in the first place!" His humour turned grim once more, though, as the weight of their dilemma sank in again. "Wonder if this uber-mage is gonna be wearing OUR skins soon?!"
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Jadzia
She let her arms fold ove rher chest. She did find Wiz's coment funny, and offered him a small smirk, but then turned her eyes towards Mr. Beard.
"So.... What is it that you want us to do? Slay a dragon, rescue a princess, fight an army of 500 useing only potatos?"
She let her arms fold ove rher chest. She did find Wiz's coment funny, and offered him a small smirk, but then turned her eyes towards Mr. Beard.
"So.... What is it that you want us to do? Slay a dragon, rescue a princess, fight an army of 500 useing only potatos?"
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Jeff
"Oh man, I hate to say this, but we are all whining like a bunch of grade schoolers, myself included!", Jeff said in a slightly louder voice than intended, "Look, I sure don't want to be here. I'm sure the same goes for the rest of you. But the fact is, we ARE here. If what this old guy says is right, HE didn't choose us so he won't have the foggiest why it chose US. All I can think now is we have to make the best of it. Maybe what he says is right, maybe we are the last hope for these people. I have no such delusions of grandeur, but if I walk away and give up without trying, well..." He trailed off for a moment.
"All I'm saying is this, whatever we have to do to get back, I am willing to. If it means finding this insurmountable bad guy and teaching him how a Detroit cop treats his kind, then I suppose that's what I am going to have to try and do.", he straightened in his uniform, "Patrol Officer Jeff Steele reporting for duty, sir" he snapped off a salute, "Shall we make a round of it?"
He looked around the table he indicated for the others to introduce themselves as well. Sitting down he waits for everyone to hav a turn.
"Oh man, I hate to say this, but we are all whining like a bunch of grade schoolers, myself included!", Jeff said in a slightly louder voice than intended, "Look, I sure don't want to be here. I'm sure the same goes for the rest of you. But the fact is, we ARE here. If what this old guy says is right, HE didn't choose us so he won't have the foggiest why it chose US. All I can think now is we have to make the best of it. Maybe what he says is right, maybe we are the last hope for these people. I have no such delusions of grandeur, but if I walk away and give up without trying, well..." He trailed off for a moment.
"All I'm saying is this, whatever we have to do to get back, I am willing to. If it means finding this insurmountable bad guy and teaching him how a Detroit cop treats his kind, then I suppose that's what I am going to have to try and do.", he straightened in his uniform, "Patrol Officer Jeff Steele reporting for duty, sir" he snapped off a salute, "Shall we make a round of it?"
He looked around the table he indicated for the others to introduce themselves as well. Sitting down he waits for everyone to hav a turn.
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Michael
Nodding to everyone, "I'm Michael, my friends call me that, so don't get any ideas. As you can probably tell I'm a firefighter. Lets hurry and get to beating this guy down! I have a date in a few days."
Nodding to everyone, "I'm Michael, my friends call me that, so don't get any ideas. As you can probably tell I'm a firefighter. Lets hurry and get to beating this guy down! I have a date in a few days."
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Dr. Elijah Gottlieb
Dr. Gottlieb sat for a while, thinking while others expressed their continued disbelief and eventually agreed to help. Lacking a believable explanation, he figured that he'd just have to wing it. Maybe this "wizard" was full of it. Even if they had been transported to a new world where the laws of physics were different enough to allow something similar to what he thought of as magic, that didn't mean that this guy was trustworthy. Still, he had no better plan. Elijah finally decided that he would follow along for the time being and try not to burn any bridges with anyone in this strange world. If it was hallucination or dream, his decisions didn't matter, so he might as well go for it. He was reminded of Pascal's Wager, only this time it actually seemed like a good bet.
"For the time being, you can count on my help. I will not harm another person unless there is clearly no alternative, however. I'm not quite sure what I can do to help. I am trained in medicine, but I lack the tools that I am used to, so my knowledge is only of limited use. But I can always offer another two hands and a brain."
Elijah looked around the room. Their chances of behaving like normal heroes were slim. Certainly this world had seen stronger soldiers, and he would be surprised to discover that no one smarter than those gathered here had existed in this world. "If we're to make any difference whatsoever, I believe we will need some help. If fighting is required, we lack weaponry. If travel is neccessary, we need supplies."
Dr. Gottlieb paused for a moment when a thought occurred to him. "I'm still very wary about this whole wizard thing, but if there is any..." He didn't want to use the word, but could think of nothing better. "...magic that might be of aid to us."
"But most importantly, we need information. Everything that is known about this 'unamed evil' and those who went against him. Surely it is written somewhere how it was that they failed. We should learn from their errors."
Dr. Gottlieb sat for a while, thinking while others expressed their continued disbelief and eventually agreed to help. Lacking a believable explanation, he figured that he'd just have to wing it. Maybe this "wizard" was full of it. Even if they had been transported to a new world where the laws of physics were different enough to allow something similar to what he thought of as magic, that didn't mean that this guy was trustworthy. Still, he had no better plan. Elijah finally decided that he would follow along for the time being and try not to burn any bridges with anyone in this strange world. If it was hallucination or dream, his decisions didn't matter, so he might as well go for it. He was reminded of Pascal's Wager, only this time it actually seemed like a good bet.
"For the time being, you can count on my help. I will not harm another person unless there is clearly no alternative, however. I'm not quite sure what I can do to help. I am trained in medicine, but I lack the tools that I am used to, so my knowledge is only of limited use. But I can always offer another two hands and a brain."
Elijah looked around the room. Their chances of behaving like normal heroes were slim. Certainly this world had seen stronger soldiers, and he would be surprised to discover that no one smarter than those gathered here had existed in this world. "If we're to make any difference whatsoever, I believe we will need some help. If fighting is required, we lack weaponry. If travel is neccessary, we need supplies."
Dr. Gottlieb paused for a moment when a thought occurred to him. "I'm still very wary about this whole wizard thing, but if there is any..." He didn't want to use the word, but could think of nothing better. "...magic that might be of aid to us."
"But most importantly, we need information. Everything that is known about this 'unamed evil' and those who went against him. Surely it is written somewhere how it was that they failed. We should learn from their errors."
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Wiz looked around in disbelief at the gathered people. "Um, guys... if we fight this jerk on his terms, we die. Plain and simple. I'm not dissing New York's finest, or anyone else, but the people who grew up here have got to be a whole lot better at the whole swords and sorcery shtick than we ever will be. If his dark n' uglitude could have been taken down by their methods, he already would have been. We need to find a different approach."
Wiz looked around in disbelief at the gathered people. "Um, guys... if we fight this jerk on his terms, we die. Plain and simple. I'm not dissing New York's finest, or anyone else, but the people who grew up here have got to be a whole lot better at the whole swords and sorcery shtick than we ever will be. If his dark n' uglitude could have been taken down by their methods, he already would have been. We need to find a different approach."
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Margarita Schmidt (Soccer Star)
Margarita looked around the room, nodding at both the agreement of the others to take on the task, and the very sensible concern of the doctor and geek about how ill-fitted they were to the task. There was a reason she'd been approached by the Power to play for them - even when the game was hopeless, she never gave up, she just played harder. So, they had no way back, and had to do what the old man wanted. She'd join this crew of misfits and help however she could. However, one thing was bothering her.
"If this dark mage is as powerful as you say - could he have followed your spell, and know who we are and where we are?"
Margarita looked around the room, nodding at both the agreement of the others to take on the task, and the very sensible concern of the doctor and geek about how ill-fitted they were to the task. There was a reason she'd been approached by the Power to play for them - even when the game was hopeless, she never gave up, she just played harder. So, they had no way back, and had to do what the old man wanted. She'd join this crew of misfits and help however she could. However, one thing was bothering her.
"If this dark mage is as powerful as you say - could he have followed your spell, and know who we are and where we are?"
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Janice had kept quiet up to now but she had to agree with both sides. It seemed they had to do this or never see their 'normal' lives again.
She was not defensless. She had taken the self defense class and, growing up with five brothers you learn a thing or two about fighting. But to go against something like this? She didnt see much hope in their success.
Still she said,"It looks like we have no choice if we want to go home again. And I want to go home again. "
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Quaillan smiled and nodded. At last, a question he could understand.
"Of course he knows about the spell and, yes, he is more than likely following it to this very spot at this very moment. That is why I gave you the short version awhile ago. All this debating has let him draw even closer."
"Now, if you are done conversing and would like me to show you the weapons and supplies you can pick from?"
She was not defensless. She had taken the self defense class and, growing up with five brothers you learn a thing or two about fighting. But to go against something like this? She didnt see much hope in their success.
Still she said,"It looks like we have no choice if we want to go home again. And I want to go home again. "
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Quaillan smiled and nodded. At last, a question he could understand.
"Of course he knows about the spell and, yes, he is more than likely following it to this very spot at this very moment. That is why I gave you the short version awhile ago. All this debating has let him draw even closer."
"Now, if you are done conversing and would like me to show you the weapons and supplies you can pick from?"
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Michael
"Alright, We'd better arm ourselves before this guy gets here or whatever. You wouldn't happen to have a Sub-Machine Gun would you?" He asked seeing the man's clueless expresion. "I ddin't think so, hehe. Well lead the way. I hope you have some weapons I'm used too."
"Alright, We'd better arm ourselves before this guy gets here or whatever. You wouldn't happen to have a Sub-Machine Gun would you?" He asked seeing the man's clueless expresion. "I ddin't think so, hehe. Well lead the way. I hope you have some weapons I'm used too."
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Wiz
"Ah, fuck! You didn't mention this guy had sysadmin priviledges around here! He's doing a backtrace, and we are sitting around here? Come on, lets get the phat lewt, and bail with the quickness!" Matching deeds to words, he hurried over to the mage who had brought them there.
"Ah, fuck! You didn't mention this guy had sysadmin priviledges around here! He's doing a backtrace, and we are sitting around here? Come on, lets get the phat lewt, and bail with the quickness!" Matching deeds to words, he hurried over to the mage who had brought them there.
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Janice stood as the Wizard before them did the same. The man led them just a short way down to a huge door. With a few words, the doors flew open and they walked into what appeared a storage room.
There, before them, were armor and weapons of all kinds, staffs and robes and bottles of different colored liquids.
"All you will need," The wizard said, going to pull out a drawer in a cabenet which contained several parchments. "If any of you are an expert in translations, I have writen several spells upon these and a book holding several languages including elvin, dwarvin and orc is included."
Janice spoke up then,"I...I took languages in college. But they didnt include elvin or orc." She picked up the book and thumbed through it. Looking at the others she shrugged. "I could give it a go, I guess."
The wizard moved to the robes and armor. "Those of you who can fight will probably want the armor, the others will want robes."
Looking at them, he sighed,"To be honest, I dont hold much hope here. When I sent the spell for heroes I was expecting....well, not this. But I have no choice. You might want to carry a medallion of a god of your choice just in case though."
There, before them, were armor and weapons of all kinds, staffs and robes and bottles of different colored liquids.
"All you will need," The wizard said, going to pull out a drawer in a cabenet which contained several parchments. "If any of you are an expert in translations, I have writen several spells upon these and a book holding several languages including elvin, dwarvin and orc is included."
Janice spoke up then,"I...I took languages in college. But they didnt include elvin or orc." She picked up the book and thumbed through it. Looking at the others she shrugged. "I could give it a go, I guess."
The wizard moved to the robes and armor. "Those of you who can fight will probably want the armor, the others will want robes."
Looking at them, he sighed,"To be honest, I dont hold much hope here. When I sent the spell for heroes I was expecting....well, not this. But I have no choice. You might want to carry a medallion of a god of your choice just in case though."
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Jeff
"Heh, I'll take all the armor and weapons I can carry man, as for a medallion of one of your gods? I think I'll just have to stick with the silver cross I've worn every day for thirteen years. Thanks for the offer though.", nearly diving into the stack he came up with many items, discarded many, retrieved more... and on. Finally he settled on a long, slender sword, a suit of armor with overlapping metal splints, a close-fitting helm with a nose guard and a strap to secure it on, a metal shield about a foot and a half tall, a wicked looking hatchet, a short dagger and a bow with a quiver.
"This is a lot more gear than I'm used to, but I only have my sidearm and one clip on me otherwise so I am NOT wasting that until I have to. Hey, potions? Like in all the books? Kickass!!", now that the shock was over he seemed to actually being enjoyong himself somewhat, "I need a backpack too, some food and water and.. the potions... Hey Mr. Wizard! What do these potions do??"
"Heh, I'll take all the armor and weapons I can carry man, as for a medallion of one of your gods? I think I'll just have to stick with the silver cross I've worn every day for thirteen years. Thanks for the offer though.", nearly diving into the stack he came up with many items, discarded many, retrieved more... and on. Finally he settled on a long, slender sword, a suit of armor with overlapping metal splints, a close-fitting helm with a nose guard and a strap to secure it on, a metal shield about a foot and a half tall, a wicked looking hatchet, a short dagger and a bow with a quiver.
"This is a lot more gear than I'm used to, but I only have my sidearm and one clip on me otherwise so I am NOT wasting that until I have to. Hey, potions? Like in all the books? Kickass!!", now that the shock was over he seemed to actually being enjoyong himself somewhat, "I need a backpack too, some food and water and.. the potions... Hey Mr. Wizard! What do these potions do??"
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Jadiza
Her choice of weapons where simple... A metal shield, a long sword and three daggers. Two of the daggers where holstered to her thighs, while one was shiethed in her boot, The sword was sling over her shoulders.
Stepping back she looked down to herself and sighed...
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, toto..."
Her choice of weapons where simple... A metal shield, a long sword and three daggers. Two of the daggers where holstered to her thighs, while one was shiethed in her boot, The sword was sling over her shoulders.
Stepping back she looked down to herself and sighed...
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, toto..."
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Wiz
Wiz took one look at the pile of weapons and chuckled. He still used an electric razor, but only because he just couldn't master a safety razors intricacies as quickly.
He stepped over to Janice. "I know languages. Surely orc can't be more of a clusterfuck than FORTH! I'll give you a hand with this mess."
Wiz took one look at the pile of weapons and chuckled. He still used an electric razor, but only because he just couldn't master a safety razors intricacies as quickly.
He stepped over to Janice. "I know languages. Surely orc can't be more of a clusterfuck than FORTH! I'll give you a hand with this mess."
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Dr. Elijah Gottlieb
Weapons. Elijah looked about the room at the metal, wood, and leather and felt completely helpless. Even if he wanted to harm someone with them, he certainly would have a hard time of it. He walked through the room and looked about for things that might be of use.
Dr. Gottlieb pulled a small knife off of a shelf and pulled it free from its sheath. It looked as though it was designed to fit into a boot, but it was very sharp. He figured it might come in useful in a variety of non-violent manners.
He picked up one of the robes and examined it. It certainly wasn't his style, but it was certainly more serviceable than the scrubs he was still wearing. It was hard to imagine that not an hour ago, he had been performing surgery.
The bottles lining one shelf were labelled in an unfamiliar script. He turned to their host. "What's in these bottles? Do any of them contain alcohol? I might be able to use that as a disinfectant should we need it."
The man looked at him strangely and replied that he could obtain such fluids but that he didn't know what "disenfectan" was.
"If you can obtain some other suplies, I'd appreciate it. I'll need a needle and thread, lots of clean cloth, and whatever passes for medicine in this place. Can you handle that?"
OOC:
This looks like it might take awhile. I think that it might be interesting to have the nameless one's minions decend upon our party imminently. That way they'd be forced to act, rather than try planning the destruction of something that the can't even understand. I didn't want to break them in myself without consulting, so does anyone else think that would be a good idea?
Weapons. Elijah looked about the room at the metal, wood, and leather and felt completely helpless. Even if he wanted to harm someone with them, he certainly would have a hard time of it. He walked through the room and looked about for things that might be of use.
Dr. Gottlieb pulled a small knife off of a shelf and pulled it free from its sheath. It looked as though it was designed to fit into a boot, but it was very sharp. He figured it might come in useful in a variety of non-violent manners.
He picked up one of the robes and examined it. It certainly wasn't his style, but it was certainly more serviceable than the scrubs he was still wearing. It was hard to imagine that not an hour ago, he had been performing surgery.
The bottles lining one shelf were labelled in an unfamiliar script. He turned to their host. "What's in these bottles? Do any of them contain alcohol? I might be able to use that as a disinfectant should we need it."
The man looked at him strangely and replied that he could obtain such fluids but that he didn't know what "disenfectan" was.
"If you can obtain some other suplies, I'd appreciate it. I'll need a needle and thread, lots of clean cloth, and whatever passes for medicine in this place. Can you handle that?"
OOC:
This looks like it might take awhile. I think that it might be interesting to have the nameless one's minions decend upon our party imminently. That way they'd be forced to act, rather than try planning the destruction of something that the can't even understand. I didn't want to break them in myself without consulting, so does anyone else think that would be a good idea?
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Margarita Schmidt (Soccer Star)
Margarita watched as her new companions chose their weapons, and tried to work out just what she could use. She'd never even touched a sword or axe, so they were more likely to impede her should she need to fight. Most of the fighting she had done, either when something got out of hand in a game, or behind a pub after a particularly heavy drinking bout, was hand to hand. Weapons, obviously, were not a major part of an unarmed brawl - unless it was a knife or a broken bottle. There were some daggers, and she selected a couple. There were also some gloves with spiked knuckles and heavy reinforcement, which reminded her of full-handed knuckledusters. That would be useful in a brawl too.
There was one other thing. As a kid she had run with one of the local gangs, and quickly learned that one of the best weapons to have was a sturdy branch. Obviously it was nowhere near as powerful as a gun, but if you had a little strength and speed, and knew what you were doing, it was better than either a dagger, a chain or a baseball bat. All of them relied on swings and thrusts. She'd quickly learned how to use a branch to block a swing, turn aside a thrust. If someone came at you with a chain, it also provided the possibility of disarmament if you could wrap the chain around the branch and use its length as a lever to yank it from its owner.
Along one wall was a rack of staffs of varying sizes. Another rack of pole-arms was alongside that, and on the wall next to them was a series of spears and tridents. The pole-arms looked too unbalanced for her to use, especially as out of practice as she was. The staffs all looked to decorative, which meant they were weaker a good branch, and more cumbersome to wield as well. That left the spears. She smiled as she realised what she was choosing was basically a branch with a dagger on top, combining the power of both weapons.
It didn't take her long to choose one. The longest, a seven foot tall pole with a sixteen inch blade seemed to call to her. At first she thought it was the decoration that attracted her. There were runes carved into the blade, which although she could not read them she had heard was an ancient Germanic script. There were also a series of white streamers which fell down two feet from the base of the blade. White was the color of the NY Power team she'd been about to join before being whipped out of her own world. When she picked it up though, she heard the voice which had really been crying out to her.
Welcome! The spear crooned in her mind. We belong to each other...
She nearly through the weapon away in shock, but somehow she felt bound to it, as though it was a part of her. It also guided her as to what armor to choose.
We need flexibility and strength. Take the reinforced leather for steel is too heavy. It would be the death of us.
OOC: At this point, I need to have a brief idea of what, if any, limits are placed on magical weapons. Please OOC: me or PM me to let me know. Thanks.
Margarita watched as her new companions chose their weapons, and tried to work out just what she could use. She'd never even touched a sword or axe, so they were more likely to impede her should she need to fight. Most of the fighting she had done, either when something got out of hand in a game, or behind a pub after a particularly heavy drinking bout, was hand to hand. Weapons, obviously, were not a major part of an unarmed brawl - unless it was a knife or a broken bottle. There were some daggers, and she selected a couple. There were also some gloves with spiked knuckles and heavy reinforcement, which reminded her of full-handed knuckledusters. That would be useful in a brawl too.
There was one other thing. As a kid she had run with one of the local gangs, and quickly learned that one of the best weapons to have was a sturdy branch. Obviously it was nowhere near as powerful as a gun, but if you had a little strength and speed, and knew what you were doing, it was better than either a dagger, a chain or a baseball bat. All of them relied on swings and thrusts. She'd quickly learned how to use a branch to block a swing, turn aside a thrust. If someone came at you with a chain, it also provided the possibility of disarmament if you could wrap the chain around the branch and use its length as a lever to yank it from its owner.
Along one wall was a rack of staffs of varying sizes. Another rack of pole-arms was alongside that, and on the wall next to them was a series of spears and tridents. The pole-arms looked too unbalanced for her to use, especially as out of practice as she was. The staffs all looked to decorative, which meant they were weaker a good branch, and more cumbersome to wield as well. That left the spears. She smiled as she realised what she was choosing was basically a branch with a dagger on top, combining the power of both weapons.
It didn't take her long to choose one. The longest, a seven foot tall pole with a sixteen inch blade seemed to call to her. At first she thought it was the decoration that attracted her. There were runes carved into the blade, which although she could not read them she had heard was an ancient Germanic script. There were also a series of white streamers which fell down two feet from the base of the blade. White was the color of the NY Power team she'd been about to join before being whipped out of her own world. When she picked it up though, she heard the voice which had really been crying out to her.
Welcome! The spear crooned in her mind. We belong to each other...
She nearly through the weapon away in shock, but somehow she felt bound to it, as though it was a part of her. It also guided her as to what armor to choose.
We need flexibility and strength. Take the reinforced leather for steel is too heavy. It would be the death of us.
OOC: At this point, I need to have a brief idea of what, if any, limits are placed on magical weapons. Please OOC: me or PM me to let me know. Thanks.
