11.02.2005
Red
Marivhon.
The corpse in the red robes is nothing more than a skeleton. You return to the realm of glass while your friends toil in the junklands, and collect the body. You've seen these robes before- from the Red Lotus Gang. These are robes of a master. Bones in some places seem tougher; on inspection and an IQ check, you'll notice that several of the bones were broken long ago, then re-healed. Seems normal for one long accustomed to a life of fighting. However, the right arm has been twisted behind the body and broken. The neck has been snapped.
You return to the junklands and determine that Brogg has oil. I'll save you the trouble of posting 'I pour in the oil to the blacksmith.' You pour in some oil, open the panel, and turn the knob. As you close the panel, you hear the hiss of steam. The chest of the construct shakes once, then you see black oil leak out the bottom of the chest as another hiss renders the construct immobile. You are getting closer.
The corpse in the red robes is nothing more than a skeleton. You return to the realm of glass while your friends toil in the junklands, and collect the body. You've seen these robes before- from the Red Lotus Gang. These are robes of a master. Bones in some places seem tougher; on inspection and an IQ check, you'll notice that several of the bones were broken long ago, then re-healed. Seems normal for one long accustomed to a life of fighting. However, the right arm has been twisted behind the body and broken. The neck has been snapped.
You return to the junklands and determine that Brogg has oil. I'll save you the trouble of posting 'I pour in the oil to the blacksmith.' You pour in some oil, open the panel, and turn the knob. As you close the panel, you hear the hiss of steam. The chest of the construct shakes once, then you see black oil leak out the bottom of the chest as another hiss renders the construct immobile. You are getting closer.
