Ruin Runner (turn-based roleplayer)

[Norham Waterpaw]

Yes you may.

Phew, the bear hit it's head one last time, and was knocked out.

You still have a problem; which way now? Ahem, Blaggut, you turn!

[Blaggut]

OOC: I thought you said he was fine... Straight

[Norham Waterpaw]

Wait, what? Who was fine?    

[Blaggut]

The bear, you said he was unscathed. (straight)

[Faiyloe]

That was last time then it hit it head and became scathed.

[Jukka the Sling]

Meanwhile, Amazia's bloodwrath was building up. She split up from the group and ran at the bear.

OOC: Am I allowed to do that?

EDIT: Amazia's bloodwrath was slowly building up.

[Faiyloe]

OOC: Well he is already knocked out so I don't see how that would help. 

[Jukka the Sling]

OOC: But maybe I attack it! 

[Norham Waterpaw]

Well, you guys are already on a path away from the bear, so going back for it would result in death.

Bear>Squirrel. Simple.

As you go along the old tunnels, you feel a draft of air; fresh air. You climb a flight of rock hewn steps, and find yourself at the foot of a huge palace. It's roof is gilded with gold, tarnished with time. Marble pillars, worn with age, held up the place like many towers of stone.

(Will post the rest tomorrow)

[Blaggut]

Cool.

[Jukka the Sling]

OOC: Where's Norham? He said he'd post the rest tomorrow? And it's the day after that.

[Norham Waterpaw]

Ooc: Sorry for the delay y'all. Had a hectic week, and my cousin from CA is over, so yeah. 

As you enter the massive brazen doors, a draft of cool air and the smell of incense hits you.
You step back a bit, but the smell lures you in.

When you make it through the doors, they slam shut with a bang. All of a sudden,  a loud, piercing wailing shocks your ears.

[Jukka the Sling]

Amazia growled fiercely.

OOC: 

[Norham Waterpaw]

There is a Throne, decadently furibished, on a pedastal at the back of the room.

-sit
-Inspect closely
-ignore

[Blaggut]

Blaggut liked shiny things. He ran over to sit in it. Which he did.