Castle Amber: A D&D Adventure

The heroes took a moment to contemplate their past experiences. This place seemed to heighten their experiences.

Level 13's gain 31,500
Level 14's gain 26,000
Level 15's gain 21,750

Harvey defogs and tries to make sense of the new surroundings. "So.. we won, right? Died trying? What's going on?" he asks, before taking part in the food and openly strategizing. "Wish, you say? So this is just a one night stand, hehe.. guess it'll be back to the King's Coffin with me when we're sent back." He shudders at the thought.. "Never had a job like this, so.. what the hell do we do? Stop the portal? Find and kill that voice? This is assuredly our last chance for strategy."

The heroes all planned for what seemed like an hour. Then they began getting unnaturally sleepy.
they all awoke to find the once feast covered table was now foodless. In the food's place, 2 quivers (each holding 20 arrows), A cloak, A shield, and a set of horseshoes.

"Dibs on the horse shoes." Harvey remarks, wondering why his friends have gotten so quiet. The odds don't seem THAT long..

Kalar finishes his meditation, all of his spells magically strengthened by the incense. He sees the items, then says:

"Here, let me see those."

He manifests his blade, passing it over the items to see what they are.

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Being from the third world, I reserve the right to speak in the third person.

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"Horseshoes of Flight,
20x +5 Holy Arrows,
20x Arrows of Slay Living,
+4 Tower Shield of Spell Resistance (13), and
Cloak of Charisma +6," said the sword.

Kalar relays the information to the others and arms himself with the shield.

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Stumpy begins nibbling on Harvey's collar

"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE" the horse whines "YOU HAVE WRONG FEET!"

Rob says skeptically, "I don't actually know how to change horseshoes. I normally just go to a blacksmith for that, and he does something involving square nails and a tiny hammer"

Harvey laughs and gives the horse a reassuring pat. "Of course you'll get them, you're the best horse we have. Slaying the Living sounds more my speed. You're not afraid of heights, are you?"

The smallest amount of effort from Stumpy was all it took for the horseshoes to go to work. The horseshoes flew into the air and spun around Stumpy. They lifted him off the ground and started taking off his old horseshoes. In no time at all, the horse shoes had placed themselves on Stumpy.

Rob climbs into Stumpy's saddle, and they practice flying around and doing a few loop-the-loops

Harvey slings the Slay Living quiver over his shoulder, regarding the Holy arrows with some doubt. "How can an arrow be Holy, anyway? Does it know who's trying to fire it and decide what to do based on how evil they are.." Harvey stares at the arrows unflinchingly, as if they're going to leap off the table and fly into his chest... "Or does some God or another just zot the things full of power and assume it's all going to go according to plan?"

"If you're gonna be using your bow, maybe you should take 'em, Lynda. They might like you more. IF not well.. I guess I could take my chances hehe"

Lynda takes the holy arrows while pondering his question.

"I guess...some sort of divine just fills these babies with righteous goodness and all that. Then it touches the evil thingies and they're like 'ew, gross', and then they die. Considering our adversaries are from hell, I'm sure these arrows will have some sort of use."

"A nice shiny bow would've been neat, but I suppose these arrows will do."

"Indeed. Might do to keep those away from me as well, I would rather not risk having to deal with whatever created those."

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Rob dismounts Stumpy, leaving the horse to practice his loops alone

He picks up the Cloak of Charisma.

"This looks nice. Lynda, do you want it, or shall I?"