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Mertonius
07/11/2002 10:26 PM

(OOC: Story is set about 10 years after the war of the Lance, 15 years before the events of Dragons of Summer Flame.)

Mertonius stared into the deep dark emptiness that encompassed the forbiding expanse of the wastes before him...

"Such emptiness... Such darkness... Oh how I longed for someone to share this deepening void with me..."

The lich's gaze shifted from his scrying crystal, set upon a table of dark blackened ivory, to that of his mind's eye. Back to the time long past... to the time when the race called the Irda tread the land... When Takhisis and her Ogres ruled the world. When there existed a young Irda mage in love with a dark goddess...

Mertonius shifted his gaze from past regrets to Silvanesti's borders. A young woman being chased by elven border guards...

[Edited by Mertonius on Thursday, July 11, 2002 10:37 PM]

Ontarys
07/12/2002 9:50 AM

OOC: So, you have returned Mert........

Currently i have a thread with a Lich in it as well. I think i'l join this one once it gets started and i figure out how a character can fit here (2 liches in one thread is waaay to much lol). Good to see ya back ;)"So what is it? Do you just flip a coin in the morning to decide what you will be for the day? Heads Knight of Neraka Tails Solamnic Knight :D"

Flandrake
07/12/2002 10:19 AM

OOC: Sounds cool mind if I join, I'm not sure what character I'll be but first I have 1 question: Do we come it at the border or someplace else? "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Mirror
07/12/2002 11:32 AM

Mirror didn't knw how much longer she could keep this up. She had been travelling for days through the plains of dust, the most direct route to Silvanesti she could think of (on reflection, not a very good idea, but when did she ever think before acting?!). It was a wonder that she hadn't died from a mixture of sunburn, heat stroke and dehydration. How she had managed to get this far only the blessed E'li knows! And to think, she'd come all this way because of a dream! A dream! Well, this was the last time she ever did something so impulsive!
And now, this! Why were they chasing her?! They we're her cousins for crying out loud. Of course, being a Kagonesti, she was a bit of a poor relation, but a relation none the less! She was exhausted in both body and spirit, and all she wanted to do was rest..........
Finally sucumbing to the fatigue, the kagonesti collapsed on the floor in mid run........


OOC: Hi Mert!!! :) :) :) Hey, quick question, does this mean that Silvanesti is still being controlled by Loracs dream, or has most of that been sorted out by now?! :) :) :) And, dunno if I just jumped into the middle of something that I wasn't supposed to be in, but I'm here now so you gotta put up with me or else!!!! :) :) :) :) :)Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Kalia_Majere
07/12/2002 11:42 AM

"Mirror!!" came a voice filled with panic and fear. A young Silvanesti maiden rushed forward out of the sheltering trees. "Mirror! You have to get up!!" Kista cried, her lavender eyes wide with fear. Jaren Howled at her side, the wolf's yellow eyes locked on the pursuing Silvanesti.

Kista's long silver-blonde hair tumbled down her back in loose waves...she had just gotten up when she heard Jaren's howl of warning, and came running, all she had was her sword and vallenwood bow....

"Mirror!" she cried, helping her friend to her feet. "come on...I know a place we can hide....not far from here...but we must hurry!" She cried, struggleing under mirror's sumbling weight.

The large Grey wolf growled and whined alternativly...his yellow eyes filled with concern as he paced around them...his head turning repeatedly behind them.Look beyond the coffers
to the men who weild the swords.
The one who rules their hearts and minds
is the one who guides the wars
The crown is not the only one
who writes the songs we sing
some games of power, blood, and death
are played by knights...Not kings.

Mirror
07/12/2002 12:11 PM

Mirror came to her senses, realising that she was being pulled off bodily somewhere. She was about to protest when she heard a voice, distant, yet familiar.
The kagonesti shook her head and opened her reflective eyes, those which she had been named for. She looked at the person dragging her, towards the voice that was so familiar, and noticed her cousin, Kista. She would have shouted out loud for joy had she not been so tired and her throat so parched.
Mirror began to pick up speed, and began to right herself, running now rather than stumbling. She hoped that Kista would be taking her to a safe haven for the moment, somewhere she could at least get some water! Maybe her couisn would be able to shed some light on her dream aswell.................
She hoped so..................Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Flandrake
07/12/2002 3:34 PM

OOC: I hope it's okay if I enter now. I shall use Smitly..... he is a Gnome! He will be a dabbler in magic mostly illusions and stuff like that but he will mostly like to make, brake, and take things apart. He will be bald (an accident fom one of his machines) but he will have a small beard no side burns just by the mouth I forget what the term is for that right now but anyways he will have orangish-brown bagy pants with brown boots and a red shirt with a black vest. Is it okay if I play 2 characters? The other one shall be a kender, named Jumper Bango, everyone called him Jumper as he grew up so everyone fprgot his real name. He is dressed much the same way as Smitly except with bright colored clothes, and he has several pouches and a hoopak (of course).
Smitly and Jumper wandered aimlessly through the outer rim of the Silvanesti forest. They both had a dream a wonderfull dream, there was a lich and elves and a women being chased. They had dreamt while in Kendermore. They were passing by so they decided to get a good meal on the way. Smitly lost most of his items but found several new ones and so did Jumper. Jumper skipped along happily, his Topknot bouncing up and down, "So Smitly do you think we'll really meet the elves?"
"I'mnotsure,butitmightbebestifwejuststayoutoftheelvesway." Jumper stopped and stared at Smitly.
"How can you talk so fast I mean I'm all for it but sometimes it's hard to understand you."
"IneverreallythoughtofwhyItalkthisfastthatshouldbealifequestforasmartgnomemaybeevenamadgnome."
"Would you slow down! I mean we've been traveling together for a while so you think you could talk normal."
"Normal!OhandI'msureyoutalknormal.Youtalkalmostasfastasme."
"No I don't!" They both knew that if Jumper talked just a little bit faster he would be speaking like a gnome.
"Ohyesyoudo!" Smitly tackled Jumper, they then started to roll around on the ground locked arms.

As they were fighting they heard a women scream 'Mirror'.
"Whatwasthat?"
"I don't know but we should see where it came from." Jumper and Smitly ran to where they heard the sound, they say two elves, one helping the other one.
"Um excuse me but you look like you could use some help." "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/13/2002 11:37 AM

OOC: I'll join aswell.....i'm gonna use a slightly different type of character than usual.....but i'll post later...don't really have time just now. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kalia_Majere
07/13/2002 2:15 PM

Kista helped mirror to a small cave...and waited for the Gnome and the Kender to enter in behind her. Jeren sat down on his haunches and panted. Kista helped Mirror to stay standing as she raised her hand serenely to her lips.

"Light...Mother of all plants...remove from all sight this enterence...block it's detection from the sight of those who pursue us." Kista raised her hand, and a shimmering ball of light formed in her hand...it darted from her hand....and shattered in the cave opening....as it did, the light shifted...and changed...and made it look like the opening was now a wall.

"Too bad it's just an illusion...But I don't have time to deal with the Earth Spirit's right now...." she said softly, and helped Mirror again...leading them deeper into the cave...where they could hear running water.Look beyond the coffers
to the men who weild the swords.
The one who rules their hearts and minds
is the one who guides the wars
The crown is not the only one
who writes the songs we sing
some games of power, blood, and death
are played by knights...Not kings.

Flandrake
07/13/2002 4:18 PM

Jumper followed the ball his eyes wide, "Wow can you do that all the time? I mean who di you do that? Are you a wizard? You don't have any colored robes on....."
Jumper's speech was cut off by a smack on the head from Smitly.
"Youfoolstopaskingquestionsatatimelikethis.Letsjustfollowher."
"I don't know what you said but I think we should follow her."
"ThatswhatIjustsaid."
"Well no one can understand you. So I don't know why your so mad!"
"Ohforgetitletsgo." Smitly started to jog after Mirror and Kista while Jumper followed behind.

Once the group reached a small clearing in the cave with water running down one side of the wall and flowing into a small pond.

"Wow! water down here I wonder where it's source is? Anyways my name is Jumper Bango and this is Smitlywhoisconsideredamadgnomebutleftthebighugemoundthatspewsoutdifferentmaterialswhichcanbeexplainedbymostanygnomealsoknownas......."
"Don't tell them my entire name stupid, I am called Smitly." Clearly slowing down to speak to the two women. "Now why and what are you running from?"
"Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Maugetar
07/14/2002 10:30 AM

(OOC; hope you don't mind me jumping in here, but I've been meaning to start an evil charecter so....)
IC;
Tarrakk pulled his Nightmare up to a halt atop a dune, his actute sense of smell picking up the Silvanesti headeing across the plains of dust. He could also pick up the stench of fear coming from somewhere none too far ahead of them. The border guards would catch up soon if the girl did not get into over soon. The Cambion snorted, the border guards had fallen for the trick and were chacing the girl, he had completed his master's orders, so he might as well have a bit of fun. He urged the Nightmare down the slope, heading towards the scent of fear.

A little while later, his burning eyes fell upon a cliff, the scent trail of those the border guards were hunting ended abruptly at the cliff. He smiled faintly and dismissed the nightmare, returning it to it's own hellish realm. He concentrated for a few moments, his innate polymorphing abilities shifting his features to those of a Silvanesti, then he concealed himself nearby, waiting for the border guards to arrive."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

[Edited by Maugetar on Saturday, July 20, 2002 11:32 AM]

Dark_Master
07/14/2002 11:33 AM

Tryn wadded through the shallow stream. He was attempting to catch a fish...to no avail. His foot slipped and down he went, hitting his rear on the stones. He yelped in pain and stood up, slowly. Rubbing his behind, he stepped out of the water, flinching at the soft pain. Water soaked into his cotton shorts, making them chaff his skin, skin the colour of jade, a pale almost cloudy green. From the tips of his fingers, spirling tatoos looped and turned to his elbows. Likewise from the tips of his toes to his knees. A dark green they were, seeming to be a part of his very skin. In truth he had been born with them. His parents didn't know why, but he was.

His shoulder length hair, dripped on the edges with water, also a dark green in colour. And a coincidence, his eyes, the colour of emeralds, and sparkled just as such. He picked up his shirt and ran bare foot towards the families cottage.

Entering the door, he looked around at his humble dwelling. While it was his families cottage, his mother had died years ago, and his father, despising him and thinking him a freak, had left him when he was 13, left him to fend for himself. Now, 6 years later, he lived on his own, fended for himself.

Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Dark_Master
07/15/2002 4:31 AM

Shuffling about the small cottage, he was too bored to do anything else. Tryn had been playing with the idea of leaving the cottage. He knew next to nothing about the outside world, and had rarely left the safety of the surrounding area. That was it....although his dwelling was all he knew, he couldn't wait any longer, packing a bag and slinging it over his shoulder, he set out....perhaps he would try and find his father. Though he doubted the burly man would welcome him if he did.

Where would he start looking. His bare feet clipped a few stones along the road, but paid them no heed. All he could do is ask around....the nearest village perhaps, thats probably where his father would have headed first.

Tryn took out a small book, the cover read simply...'Kung'. It was a book his mother had given him as a child, she practiced this...Kung....whatever it was. He had been taught to read and write by his mother, something he thanked her for in every prayer. He had studied the book ever sonce she had died with a near religious devotion. He knew it inside out and back to front, every page he knew off by heart.

He was still discovering knew techniques in using this....it was a form of fightning, sort of....but also on how to reach a calming centre within yourself and .....to manipulate energy.....he hadn't advanced enough to use the energy yet, he was still finding his focus. But with meditation, came the fighting techniques.....it took him years to get where he was, and still he was still learning. The main thing the book taught was that life was precious, and to take a life using negative Kung, you lose apart of yourself.
Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Flandrake
07/15/2002 10:39 AM

OOC: Dark_Master are you like a tatooed monk? Your character sounds cool but I think Jumper will find that book in his pouch if you leave it out LOL. And Kalia are you still in this if not my characters are going to leave the cave and find Dark's character. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/15/2002 10:51 AM

OOC: Yeah you could look at him like that.......i never thought of that...thanks..... Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kalia_Majere
07/15/2002 10:57 AM

I'm in it...I'm just waiting for Mirror
Look beyond the coffers
to the men who weild the swords.
The one who rules their hearts and minds
is the one who guides the wars
The crown is not the only one
who writes the songs we sing
some games of power, blood, and death
are played by knights...Not kings.

Flandrake
07/15/2002 10:59 AM

OOC: Oh ya, sorry. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/15/2002 11:45 AM

Tryn sauntered along the road aimlessly. His nose was still stuck in the book. He brought it down though. A thought passed his mind...he might aswell try the focus. He read the passage in the book once more and then book it and his pack down. He cleared his mind and fixed his gaze on a near by tree.

He closed his eyes and began to hum. The humming grew louder....eventually it sounded as though a dozen people where humming at once. Its stopped suddenly....everything was silent.....the strain on Tryns face was horrifying, he looked as though he was in the grip of death. It was too much too soon. He had to release it...but in the confusion he forgot the words......but as though the light had been switched on...." Sie-Hom!!" The words ecohed throught the woods.....in a furious release, as though the air had folded infront of him, the focused energy ripped through the air, splintering the tree, but throwing Tryn backwards....he slammed into a large boulder, smacking his head, splitting it open....he lay there in a small pool of blood. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mertonius
07/15/2002 6:43 PM

...A few hour before...

"Shadows dancing in my mind...Nightmares etched like clear cut lines... A drop of tear and nothing more...Leaves my soul as parched as a desert dune..."

"Dammit Mert, you are always too gloomy for my taste!"

The young chronomancer pelted chunks of cheese at Mertonius as the lich paced to and fro, his mind occupied by something of some pressing matter. Marc continued munching on his 'pizza' as he hummed to the tune of "The Sun Always Shine On TV" by a-Ha.

"I fear the crazed and lonely looks, the mirror sending me these days...ohh...Uh, Mert, why are you staring at me like that?" Marc shivered and his skin crawled whenever Mertonius stared at him like that.

"Hmmm, I have a favor to ask of you my friend. Something very important..."

A favor, thought Marc. Well, thats a first. From the time they were rivals up until now, Mertonius asked him of one. Must be something REALLY important, thought the Chronomancer.

"Okie, what is it?"
I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mertonius
07/15/2002 6:50 PM

"You ok? What happened to you anyway?"

Marc queried the young man he found lying in his own pool of blood about an hour after arriving from Mertonius's Tower of the Ruins. He found the young man (who quite brought about the image of his former compatriot and friend from the distant world/land of Rokugan Togashi Mitsu, Dragon Clan tattooed warrior) and ministered to his wounds as best as he could though it has been a long time since he practiced his practical herb lore and medical skills.

"Well, you won't be moving for a while till that heals, or until I could recharge my energies for a healing spell. Damn that Mert and his energy leeching castle... Anyway, what are you doing around here? And what's with the get up?"

(OOC: Marc is, btw, a chronomancer/planeswalker and came from a world fairly similar to ours.) I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mirror
07/16/2002 12:46 AM

OOC: Sorry about the absence, work.....y'know how it is!!!! :) Plus, I'm about to try and embark on a new career as an ODP, and I have to write this essay for it, to be handed in before I go for my interview, and the essay is a really terrible question, and I'm not having much success at the moment!!!! :) :) :) Still, enough of the excuses, on with the show!!! :) :) :D :D :) :)


BIC:
Mirror slumped down on the floor of the cave. She wanted to rest, but the sun burn on her skin made it so that she could not sit in one place, but had to keep shifting her weight. She gave up the idea and opened her reflective eyes, trying to take in as much of her surroundings as possible.
She saw Kista, who she was really glad to see! She was about to say something to her, when she noticed that there were other people here with them, a kender and a gnome. Where had they come from?! She decided to ask that question later. Right now, she had other things on her mind....
"Kista, I'm so glad to see you my cousin! I have not heard from you in such a long time that I feared the worst! But you are here and alive and well I see. Still, there is something I must ask you........have you been having strange dreams of late? I need to try and shed some light on what is happeneing at the moment, and I'm hoping you'll be able to help...................."Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

krackah
07/16/2002 1:17 AM

OOC: If anyone minds my joining in please let me know.. otherwise Id like to add in my character :)

The dark haired woman trudged over the sands of the plaines of dust, the sun beating down on her tanned skin. Her eyes flicked this way and that at the sign of any movement. She watched as elven figures chased a young woman.. She shook her head.
"Damnedable Silvonesti.... Not like they have any land to protect.." She sat down and began setting up her camp.
Nivoshei...... She looked up at the sound of her name... A woman materialized next to her.. Her red hair shininging in the glow of the sun.
"It's really much to hot out here.." The woman smirked waving her hand. A light breeze began to blow shifting the sand around the woman's ankles.
"My name is not Nihvshei.." The dark haired woman smirked. "I go by Cyanide now."
The red haired woman laughed. "So be it... Cyanide.." The red haired woman straightened her red robes out and placed a hand on Cyanide's shoulder.
"Kagonesti were not meant for such temperatures.. prehaps we should take a rest break?"
Cyanide rolled her eyes and went back to her work.. trying to set up camp.
"Really Varen... Too hot? I assume the tower wasnt too warm for you."
Varen looked to Cyanide and smirked. "Acctually the temperature was much to my liking.. right now im concerned about you..." Varen helped unroll Cyanide's bedroll and began to unroll her own.
"Do you really think there will be anything worth plundering?"
Cyanide winced. Really the only reason she had agreed to coming here in the first place was to gloat in her cousins face.. to show them what thier fear of change had done to them. Now she wasnt so sure... Her stomach began to churn at the thought of some bigger event.
"Lunitari should be at her fullest tonight..." Muttered Varen. "I could spirit us there in an instant.."
Cyanide nodded. "Then we wait for nightfall..." "Wars and dark knights and evil dragons. They would come and they would go. Dirty dishes would be around forever."
~Tika Wayland Majere DoSF

Dark_Master
07/16/2002 2:27 AM

Tryn was groggy and dazed from his trial run. He looked up at the man looming over him..." What? Oh....i...was trying something....it kinda backfired." He tried to stand up but was racked with pain, he slumped back down and sighed heavily, rubbing his head several times before looking again. "Who ....are you?" Then he realised....his book....he looked around for it furiously. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Maugetar
07/16/2002 8:49 AM

Tarrakk remained crouched atop the small cliff, he heard voices coming from within it, he guessed a disguised cave was beneath him. His turned to look at the Border Guards, he no longer needed his unnaturaly good eyesight to pick out the individual guards. If those within the cave were still talking this loudly when they arrived, they would most likely be in a great deal of trouble."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kalia_Majere
07/16/2002 10:13 AM

Kista shook her head... "No...Other than the one that warned me of your plight...none." She looked over Mirror's wounds...and sighed. "Here...let me help..." She looked to Jeren...and the wolf met her eyes.

You wish to walk within her? He asked her mind to mind. Kista nodded, her eyes never leaving Jeren's eyes. She'll never make it in this state...and we can't stay here.... She sent back.

Jeren met Mirror's eyes and snorted Weaker than a day old pup.... Came his mental reply, his eyes filled with laughter.

He sat down next to Kista, and she buried her hands in his fur. "Cousin...I am going to help heal you...No matter what you feel...do not resist me...please!" She then turned back to Jeren. Take me in... Jeren howled mentally Then walk with me healer....

Kista's mind spun to the left, then dropped....Her mind reeled as Mirror's heartbeat warred for a moment against her own...then they matched...as Kista sent cooling antibodies to the vicious sunburn...eased the swelling in the Kagonesti's joints...eased the fatiuge...sent oxygen to sorely tired muscles...easing their pain....just the general edge of Mirror's exhaustion melted away before Jeren Pulled Kista out....

Kista sat there, her hands still buried in his fur, as he licked her face gently. She blinked and looked to Mirror, and the astonished look on her face. Kista smiled. "There...that should help."


Look beyond the coffers
to the men who weild the swords.
The one who rules their hearts and minds
is the one who guides the wars
The crown is not the only one
who writes the songs we sing
some games of power, blood, and death
are played by knights...Not kings.

[Edited by Kalia_Majere on Tuesday, July 16, 2002 10:19 AM]

Flandrake
07/16/2002 2:16 PM

"Wow did you just heal her? Can you do that all the time? I remember this one time....." Jumper was cut short by a smack across the head from Smitly.
"Theydon'twanttohearanyofyourkendertales. I think we should leave now. It would not be good to get caught by thoughs border guards."

"Oh I'm sure I can convince them that we were just passing through, I have talked my way out of many ugly situations."
"Youmeanlikethetimeyousaidthegnomemademedoit?"
"That was just a mistake and you did make me do it."
"NoIdidn'tyouvoulentered!"
"I guess I did didn't I."
"Youstupidkender! Anyways are you two strong enough to walk?"

OOC: I think we could leave and then meet up with Dark." "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

krackah
07/16/2002 2:54 PM

Cyanide smiled at her firend and turned her gaze to the cliff that loomed over head.
"Looks like he hasnt seen us yet..." Varen. "And in my opinion we should keep it that way.. If we have any chance of finding anything in Silvanesti we most certainly should not be seen."
Cyanide smirked. "And why would it matter? You and I make a great team.."
"In close combat.. with three or four assailents. Unfortunatly against an army I fear there is very little I could do." Her gaze shifted back to the man. "He dosent worry you at all then?"
Cyanide shrugged. "I cant even tell if he is an elf from here... Let alone what race.... Varen kept her gaze on the elf on the cliff... Waiting for him to see them.. when he did.. She'd be ready.."Wars and dark knights and evil dragons. They would come and they would go. Dirty dishes would be around forever."
~Tika Wayland Majere DoSF

Mertonius
07/17/2002 5:49 AM

"Uh...what book?" Marc turned and looked around. "Well, I did come a little late. Are you sure you have that thingamajig you're talking about???"

The chronomancer stood up and offered a hand to the young man. "I guess we better start looking. Are you up to it? Anyway, I'm off to that general direction as well.." A hand pointing to the border of Sylvanesti, a part wherein the strongest part of Lorac's nightmare dream was concentrated.

"A certain 'friend' of mine wanted me to check out something there. If you wouldn't mind, you could come with me. We might find the person who took your book along the way..."

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Somewhere in the nightmarishly twisted dream realm of Lorac....

"So that fool of a lich king sent his agent to take back the girl. No matter, my plans have been sent in motion. Not even HE can stop me now. The seed of this world's destruction would soon be sown and nothing, not even the gods, can stop me!....."

A maniacal laughter echoed amongst the dead trees, echoed by the undead souls of the hundreds of fallen elves that inhabit that fear twisted land.... I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mirror
07/17/2002 8:16 AM

Mirror looked at Kista in amazement. "How long have you been able to do that?!" she asked her cousin, stunned. She found sitting more comfortable now, and the strength had returned to her body almost instantly. She now felt like she would be able to do the trip across the plains all over again, but realised that it probably wouldn't be a very good idea!

She looked at the kender and the gnome and smiled at them. "These two are right, we do need to start moving. The voice in my dream told me that I would need to travel further into Silvanesti. Someone in there is calling to me. I hear their voice so clearly, even when I'm awake. It sounds so familiar, and yet I can't place it, I can't put a face to the tone......."

She stared off at a point on the horizon of her mind, a contemplative look on her face. It stayed there but for the briefest of moments however, before the look in her eyes became coherant again. She smothed back her long white hair and fixed her reflective kagonesti eyes on the almond shaped Silvanesti eyes of her cousin. "Do you know of a quick route to the centre of this place. More to the point, do you know what is at the centre of this cursed land?"Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Flandrake
07/17/2002 8:30 AM

"Wow deeper into Silvanesti. Can Smitly and I come too? Oh wait first I am Jumper Bango and this is Smitly." Jumper extendes his small hand in greeting.
Smitly walked up and did the same.

OOC: Ya it's short but at least were moving along. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/17/2002 9:53 AM

"Em....yeah...why not....but i need to find my book....it was my mothers, i can afford to lose it until my teaching is complete. What are you headin that way for...?" Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Maugetar
07/17/2002 10:07 AM

Tarrakk looked up, he could see two female figures on an ash dune. As far as he could tell, it seemed that the pair had noticed him, but not they didn't seem to be moving to attack. Then he almost kicked himself, he was in a Silvanesti form, they probably thought he would move against them.

Then he heard the voices beneath him talking about moving on, indeed the Border Guards were almost upon them. He slid back slightly into the shrubbery at the top of the cliff, he needed to track them for the Highlord."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kalia_Majere
07/17/2002 11:40 AM

Kista shook her head in confusion. "I can guide you farther into Silvanost...but you had better tell me more of this dream of yours." she said as she ran beside her cousin. Jeren loped easily beside Kista then growled softly, and darted off ahead.

"He says he's gonna scout ahead...." she said, avoiding her cousin's questioning glances.You can steel the band from the Cooper hands
and the rabbit from the cook
you can walk through a gauntlet of far seeing eyes
if you hide as a tree in the wood
you can talk to the deaf and hear from the mute
deception will save where the sword arm fails
if you work with your heart and mind

Mirror
07/17/2002 11:57 AM

Mirror tried to meet her cousins gaze when she said that her animal companion was going off to scout ahead. She was skeptical that that was what was actually going to happen, but she couldn't even see Kistas eyes because they were downcast.

Mirror gave up and began to relate her dream, "Well, to be honest, there's not much to it. I can see a hauntingly beautiful yet crumbling tower, the colours of the moons, Solinari and Lunitari glinting off of crystals that seem to placed in the side of the tower itself. The next moment, I'm inside the tower, the same colours cascading down on top of me, bathing me in a warm silver-crimson glow. And then, I hear a voice. It is so soft, so beautiful, so comforting.............so familiar. The voice implores me to come to his aid, saying that unspeakable things are happening to him, and if only I could save him.............."

She trailed off into silence as they stood still for a moment, waiting for the kender and the gnome to catch up with them. "That's about all I know. I tried asking the voice different questions in my dream, yet I never really get a straight answer, unless I ask about things such as, 'Where is this place' or 'How do I get there'......It was this voice that told me to go across the plains of dust. And, although I almost dies from sunstroke, I suppose it was the most direct route. I just know I need to find the source of that voice Kista, I know that I know the person, and I know that..........I just know that I must help. Are you still willing to help me?" she asked, her reflective eyes downcast. Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Flandrake
07/17/2002 6:43 PM

"I'll help and so will Smitly."
"WhosaysI'llhelp?"
"Well I said it. Its just that me and you have traveled together for a few years now and I thought it would be weird to leave each other alone now, just when an adventure comes up."
"YeswellIguessyou'llneedsomebrains."
"So then Smitly and Jumper are going on another adventure."
"By the way" Smitly speaking common slowed down, "Have you had the dream multiple times?"
Before Mirror could answer Jumper pointed a finger a said, "Look there are more people traveling through Silvenesti." Jumper was pointing at two men one seemed to be injured.

"Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Kalia_Majere
07/17/2002 9:39 PM

OOC: Isn't Marc a child? I can't remember...

BIC: Kista noded. "I will help you cousin..though silvanesti still holds terror for me...though it has been ten years since Lorac's nightmare has ended...the nightmare still lives on for some of us..." She murmered softly, her lavender colored eyes seemed haunted.

Jeren returned, his yellow eyes met Kista's as Jumper pointed out the two figures...She nodded, and turned to Mirror... "Should we help?" she asked, finally meeting Mirror's eyes.You can steel the band from the Cooper hands
and the rabbit from the cook
you can walk through a gauntlet of far seeing eyes
if you hide as a tree in the wood
you can talk to the deaf and hear from the mute
deception will save where the sword arm fails
if you work with your heart and mind

krackah
07/18/2002 1:43 AM

Varna looked to her friend and then back at the figure as he departed.
"On second thought he's seen us... We're probably in more danger if he stay here..." Cyanide smirked, her eyes sparkling with the fire that the Kagonesti tribes had so long tried to put out.
"Oh? And what do you suggest we do?"
Varna smiled. "Follow him of course. Like you had any doubts."
Cyanide gafawed. "Well with you I couldnt be to certain.. But.. what if we get caught?" She mocked.
"We'll have to hope that they under estimate us because we're women." Smiled Varna. She closed her eyes and began chanting.
"Guardian Lunitari... Mistress of the red moon... lift us from this mortal ground and elevate us to a hire level..." She began. Cyanide took hold of Varna as the two began to leviate after the man. Cyanide drew her sword just in case... They'd be highly visable.. but the man was at hreat...

"Wars and dark knights and evil dragons. They would come and they would go. Dirty dishes would be around forever."
~Tika Wayland Majere DoSF

Mertonius
07/18/2002 4:25 AM

"Uh what, sorry young man, my mind was wandering elsewhere. Anyway, my 'friend' received certain news that a new evil might arise there. No specific. All I can say we have to go there. Anyway... What's that wailing sound???"

There was barely enough time before the ball of energy struck. But with a chronomancer around, that time is surely enough. Using his body as a shield, Marc stepped into the path of the incoming "Sonic Missile" and triggered his "Spell Trap". Its magical shielding was barely enough to stop the massive energy of the spell (OOC: Being a modified level 9 spell as it is, "Sonic Missile" is one of the Darkonite Spells, a classification of spells developed by the worshippers of Darkon Arcanius, God of the Dark Side of Magic from one of the distant Realms. He was said to be the one who slew Lanthir Kir' Thanas, Marc's Arthadian Blood Mage Companion(Lvl 31) and Miranda Avendon (Lvl 36 Bard). )

"A Darkonite Mage Assassin! Get down, you are in no condition to fight an opponent like this!"

Marc swiftly shoved the tattooed man and pulled out a strange, blackened mace. The chronomancer moved forward as a strange looking creature dropped from the trees to face him. With four sinous arms and a lith body, the creature resembled some hell spawned demon. Whatever this Darkonite Mage Assassin, it would be a very difficult fight for Marc!

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Combat:
Marc wins initiative.
Marc attacks and rolls: 17(+6), 15(+6), 20(+6).
Marc deals 18, 13, 42.
(Marc rolls for mangle effect) 4 (arm,left)
Darkonite's left main arm mangled. Unusable.

Darkonite casts "Magic Missiles"
Darkonite deals 4, 3, 4, resisted, resisted damages.

Darkonite attacks (Acid Spray)
Marc rolls save vs breath, saved!
Darkonite deals 18 points of damage to Marc!

Darkonite attacks (Flesh Rend)
Darkonite rolls 20(+4)
Darkonite does critical!
Marc takes 56 damage.
"Heart of Darkness" triggers.
Darkonite rolls save vs death at -4 / succeeds
Darkonite rolls save vs spells at -4 / faills
Darkonite "Imprisoned" within "Heart of Darkness"
Marc is healed for 74 points
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The chronomancer waded in close against the strange beast, his morningstar wistling through the air with an unholy sound. The strange, demon like creature was only armoured with a black robe though its tough carapace was like hard hide. With an ease of a hammer smashing an egg, Marc's morning star strikes the creature's torso, leg, and finally, with such horrendous force, its left forelimb. The creature screached a frightening wail in some inhuman language as its jointed limbs were mangled beyond recognition by the blow. Marc grinned as he pulled back from his attack, breathing and sweating heavily...

But as soon as the chronomancer pulled back, the creature launched its own attack. Stretching out its right forelimb, bolts of energy lanced out, striking Marc solidly on his chest. The mage was dazed by the assault but a sudden change in the motion of the creature warned him in time as it spit a spray of acid at him. With a deft motion he dodged to his right...

Too Late!

The creature lowered its stance and lashed out with its lower left limb, striking the mage solidly on his chest....

A dark...unbearably dark light engulfed the area, a light as dark as night. A light that is as tangible as darkness... A darkness as tangible as the void of space...

The Heart of Darkness...

The beast screamed as the infernal artifact slowly swallowed it, its claws stuck on the emptiness that glowed unholy light deep within the recesses of the mage's chest.

The Heart of Darkness...

There was nothing but silence...nothing... as Marc slowly toppled, his strength spent in trying to control the dark energies of the artifact from inadvertyly swallowing the tattooed man that stood some distance away from him... I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mertonius
07/18/2002 4:30 AM

"Don't worry about me. Let's just get going..."

Marc waved the lad forward as he steadied himself, his eyes glinting with the light of some fallen sun... I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Maugetar
07/18/2002 8:23 AM

Tarrakk slid off into silvanesti, following the elves, the gnome and the kender. He was aware of the two females hovering behined him, but he ignored them. If they attacked he would deal with them, but the Highlord wanted to know certain information, and he was to get it, floating women or no."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Flandrake
07/18/2002 8:29 AM

Jumper ran foward to Marc and Tryn, "Wow are you okay? That was amazing I've never seen that before how did you do it? Was it magic? My friend Smitly can cast some magic but nothing like that. There was this one time when I was trying to find this mage who dropped his book. I finally found him of course it was some time later. But anyway he got really mad at me for finding his book. The nerve of some people, I can't belive he would try and cast a magic spell on me. But he needed a certain item to cast his spell and......."
"Quietyoustupidkender. Now are you two okay?" "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/18/2002 10:56 AM

Tryn stood dumb-founded...."Wow." was all he could manage.....then he snapped back into reality...."Here let me help, what in all of Krynn was that?" He helped steady the man....then noticed a newcomer..." What? Oh i'm fine....for the most part....i tihnk he's just tired out from battling....whatever it was" Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mirror
07/18/2002 11:33 AM

Mirror saw the entire battle and recognised Marc immedeately. she ran over to him, letting the young mage rest his tired body rest on her shoulder.

"Marc, what are you doing here? Are you okay?" she asked, concern evident in her voice. Then she notice the other man. Without leaving Marc's side, she made sure he was okay too.

"neither of you are hurt are you?"Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Maugetar
07/18/2002 12:31 PM

Tarrakk crested a low hill, and skidded to a halt. The had stopped just over the hill and he was far to near to them. He managed to slink into the shadows before he was detected, but was now worried about the floating women, they must have realised that he wasn't what he appeared by now wouldn't they?

And where is that blasted wolf? She sent him to scout and he just dissapeared, and he didn't look like a spirit-beast to me.

He grasped a blood-red pendant around his neck and thought to his Highlord,

What do I do here? I say I 'bump into' our friends, they won't suspect a thing if I keep up this feeble appearence. So do I have the all clear?

A reply bored it's scratchy message into his mind,

Join them, I'll send Ithiltak and Thak'til'runiir to meet you later.

Tarrakk frowned,

Thak'til'runiir will have no trouble, but how in the hells are we ment to disguise Ithiltak, the tentacles are a dead givaway.

He winced as his Mistress' anger intensified the pain in his head,

I'll give him that ring we found in the tower of Bob.

Erm, Mistress? I believe that the correct pronunciation is Boccob...

I really don't care how to spell the name of a god from another dimension, now get a move on!

Tarrakk began to slink down towards the group, intending to approach them from the road side, rather than the Plains of Dust."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Dark_Master
07/18/2002 12:39 PM

Tryn began to grow rather timid....he didn't really like crowds, he was used to being on his own. "I'm..not hurt....nothing physical anyway.....i think he is just exhausted..." Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Flandrake
07/18/2002 3:29 PM

"Oh so you two already know each other thats good." Jumper runs up to Tryn and extendes his hand, "I'm Jumper Bango and this gnome over here is Smitly."

"Whymustyoualwaysintroduceme?"
"Well I didn't think it would make a difference. Here you can shake his hand first if you would like."
"AhfineIwill." Smitly walks up to Tryn and extends his hand out. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/18/2002 3:33 PM

Tryn looked a bit hesitant, fearing the Gnome might blow up or something. But he took the hand anyway. "Pleased to ...meet you....i'm Tryn. Where did you came from....there aren't more people coming are there?" He kept walking, helping Marc along the way. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

krackah
07/18/2002 6:04 PM

Cyanide looked over to her see her frien'ds face wrackd with concentration. Mage or not it was the price of the gift.. A mage could use there power.. but it drained the being of thier energy. Suddenly the figure stopped and Varna tried to counter the sudden movement.
"Oops.." Varna said uncharacteristically. The counter move had proved fatal.. that is Cyanide suddenly felt Earth where she thought the earth shouldn't have been. A sudden throbbing pain and a breathless feeling wracked herb ody. She looked over to varna who was just as shocked.
"What the hell happened? I told you Elves were never meant to fly when you tried that before..." Varna moved her gaze to the figures that sta not three feet away.
"I think we've falled into someone's camp.." She whispered, watching the figures. A Gnome and a kender.. and two other figures... What an odd grouping... Cyanide got up to move but Varnap laced her hand on the kagonesti's shoulder.
"Patience.. let them come to us.."
"Wars and dark knights and evil dragons. They would come and they would go. Dirty dishes would be around forever."
~Tika Wayland Majere DoSF

Mertonius
07/18/2002 9:21 PM

"Thanks, I'll be ok. The wound was nothing..."

Marc waved of further protestations by simply steadying himself.

"This is nothing, you need not... I mean, you need not worry about anything..."

A chill wind suddenly wafts the air, like the breathe of some cold crypt thing...

"Anyway, what are you guys doing here?!?!? Don't you know this place is dangerous! You don't know what kind of fiend may pop out in any moment! I suggest we get going as soon as possible..." Marc's gaze lightly dart at Mirror's direction before he bowed his head and picked up his fallen mace.

Who sent that assassin mage and why try to take me out? Does someone want me and Tyrin dead? What in the Abyss is going on here? Marc's thoughts racing like a wildfire during the middle of summer.

"Hmmm, what is this I sense...."

Marc deftly gestures, his hands tracing the spell symbols of a far reaching spell, and in a moment, a young male of indeterminate race (Tarrakk was hooded right?) appeared out of nowhere. With such inhuman speed and agility, the supposedly 'wounded' chronomancer grabs him by the front of his shirt and slams him bodily against a dead aspen near him.

"Who are you??? Did the Gray Mages or Ariakan send you to spy on me??? Are you an agent of the Dark Queen??? Speak or prepare to be damned!!!" Marc's eyes glittered with a deep dead gray light...

Suddenly, as if the sun was only covered by a passing cloud, Marc's demeanor changed. Gently dropping the surprise man to the ground.

Ooops, they almost noticed....

"I mean, what are you doing spying on us? Are you in league with those who sent that thing to kill me and Tyrin?" I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Dark_Master
07/19/2002 2:27 AM

His eyes hadn't registered the startling speed of the newcomer, nor that of Marc. His face changed, became raw and twisted....dark almost. But it passed within a moment, he wasn't sure if anyone else noticed it...maybe it was all in his head.

Tryn rubbed his neck, he was still sore. He couldn't keep his thoughts seperated, they all seemed to meld. "I'll be back in a few minutes, i need to...." His voice trailed off as he wondered into the trees, finding a small clearing beneath a large tree, hesat himself down, and focused his mind, it had always been easier with the book. But he would have to start sometime. He brought his thoughts to the surface, organised them, breathing slowly, but deeply. He peeled back the layers of doubt and worry, but made sure they were spaced evenly throughout his mind, such traits were still apart of him, he couldn't shove them into a corner.

Standing up, he did a few stretches to ease the aching. Looking around, he needed a weapon of sorts, something to fight with. He spotte it...perfect....a long length of reed was lying a few feet away...picking it up, his eyes caught movement, fast and sinuous. Warily backing up, he headed back out onto the path....."Marc....i think there might be more of those things." Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Maugetar
07/19/2002 7:26 AM

Tarrakk stood up, his hood falling back to reveal Silvanesti features, his innate shapeshifting qualities still in effect. He glared at Marc,

"And who would you be to ask me such? You are tresspassing on Silvanesti soil after all. So, why exactly should we not crush you for your impudence?""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Mertonius
07/19/2002 7:48 AM

Marc leaned forward, his face just mere inches from Tarrakk, a sibilant whisper passing between his unmoving lips, his words chilled with menace and dark intent.

"You need not be coy with me. You were never a 'Sylvanesti'. You don't smell right. The scent of Sylvanesti is like the stench of an open grave to me...or worse,"Marc's whispered words penetrating the deep confines of the 'elf's' mind...

"And speaking of trespassing,"Marc spoke loudly,"Lorac's dream hasn't been cleansed from this part of your land, 'elf'. Don't claim it for your people as of yet. There are far more worst things around here than meets the eye..." Marc grinned and nodded at him.

The Chronomancer turned to Tyrrn, his jovial nature returning, his features compose as if there was no hostile exchange of words between him and the 'elf'.

"I guess we better start before night fall fully returns. And...um, let me help you with that Mirror."

Marc immediately rushed to Mirror's side, slowly, gently helping her up, taking some of the 'little' things that were, not actually, weighing her down.

" I guess we better get going then!" Marc turns to his companions, a smile on his face. I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Mertonius
07/19/2002 7:50 AM

Marc leaned forward, his face just mere inches from Tarrakk, a sibilant whisper passing between his unmoving lips, his words chilled with menace and dark intent.

"You need not be coy with me. You were never a 'Sylvanesti'. You don't smell right. The scent of Sylvanesti is like the stench of an open grave to me...or worse,"Marc's whispered words penetrating the deep confines of the 'elf's' mind...

"And speaking of trespassing,"Marc spoke loudly,"Lorac's dream hasn't been cleansed from this part of your land, 'elf'. Don't claim it for your people as of yet. There are far more worst things around here than meets the eye..." Marc grinned and nodded at him.

The Chronomancer turned to Tyrrn, his jovial nature returning, his features compose as if there was no hostile exchange of words between him and the 'elf'.

"I guess we better start before night fall fully returns. And...um, let me help you with that Mirror."

Marc immediately rushed to Mirror's side, slowly, gently helping her up, taking some of the 'little' things that were, not actually, weighing her down.

" I guess we better get going then!" Marc turns to his companions, a smile on his face. I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Dark_Master
07/19/2002 9:23 AM

"Oh ok....but i'm still worried about....what ever it was i saw in the trees....it was fast....very fast." Tryn let his mind wander a bit, he took a couple of swipes with the reed cane , deeming it suitable. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Flandrake
07/19/2002 10:07 AM

"Wow your fast how did you get that fast? This one time I saw this owl attack a mouse and it went really quick. Not as quick as you went and when I say quick I mean fast like....."
"Whydohavetoasksomanyquestions?"
"Well I don't know I guess it's just because I'm curious."
"Yawellcuriousitykilledthekender.OratleastthatswhatIhear."
"Really were did you hear that I bet if the people really got to know us they would realize that we just end up finding things. I can't help it if people drop things."
"Yasureletsjustgetgoing."
Smitly started to walk along Jumper right behind him.

OOC: Hey Dark want Jumper to mystically aquire your book? "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Dark_Master
07/19/2002 10:11 AM

OOC: Hmm...not sure....i was kinda thinking of something else, plus Jumper wasn't around when he lost it....i'll think on it.... Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mirror
07/19/2002 11:32 AM

Mirror looked up at Marc as he began to relieve her of some of her possestions, which was not much to start off with. He aquired her smaller pack that she kept a spare change of underclothes in and was about to relieve her of her bow and quiver of arrows, but she yanked back hard, almost knocking him off balance. She came in close to his face, her reflective almond eyes focusing on his dark human ones, her voice barely more than an audible whisper.....

"There's something going on here Marc, something not right......And I think you know what it is! You know about my dream, don't you? You know the who the voice that I hear belongs to, don't you?!" She reached out and put a hand on his face, her gaze changing from a slight look of fear to a soft look of care, "Please, won't you tell me what's going on?"


OOC: And then, once he's told me or not told me, I think maybe we should listen to Tyrnn!!!! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Maugetar
07/19/2002 1:06 PM

Tarrakk, looked at Mirror pull Marc close and whisper something just out of Tarrakk's audible range. This Marc was obviously not a simple human, though he hadn't informed the others that he wasn't in his true form, which was something. The 'Silvanesti' looked at the Tattooed Monk,

"What were you worried about?""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kalia_Majere
07/19/2002 8:32 PM

Kista had stood back from the group, her eyes on the Elf who claimed to be a Silvanesti...

"Liar..." she whispered "I know all of them...there is not one that I and Jeren combined do not know...you are not a Silvanesti..."

She glared at him, her lavender eyes narrowed in anger.You can steel the band from the Cooper hands
and the rabbit from the cook
you can walk through a gauntlet of far seeing eyes
if you hide as a tree in the wood
you can talk to the deaf and hear from the mute
deception will save where the sword arm fails
if you work with your heart and mind

Flandrake
07/19/2002 8:55 PM

"Wow hes not. It's not very nice lie, cheat, or steal and since you lied I think thats bad."
"Very intresting. Well I think this will be a very intresting adventure."

OOC: Wow my characters have nothing to do with the plot. That rules. They are the comedy relief. I guess thats good but other than that they're just on for the ride. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Mertonius
07/19/2002 9:14 PM

Elsewhere.....

Arundel Lightmist, elven priest and friend to Lady Chrysania of Paladine, prayed to his god. His nights were plagued by a vision of such dark purpose that he was left weakened at every new morn. It left a dark emptiness that seems to fill his very being.

"Oh Paladine, what is this new evil encroaching our land...."

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Marc smiled gently at Mirror, tugging her close, close that they were only a hair's breath away from each other.

"Don't worry, I'm here for you. Nothing bad would happen to you. I promise this."

The chronomancer waved at Tyrrn, "Don't worry my friend, we may find what you are looking for. And sir gnome, you may accompany us. Let us depart before nightfall catches us unawares." I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Flandrake
07/19/2002 9:42 PM

"Sir? Wow no one as ever called me sir before. I would love to join up with you."

"I want to come too." Jumper jumpped up and down.

"He'll follow us anyway and at least we know where are lost items will end up." "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Mirror
07/19/2002 10:16 PM

Mirror had inadvertantly held her breath when Marc had pulled her close. Her heart skipped a beat. She almost melted when he said that he wouldn't let anything hurt her. When her released her, their eyes still lingering on each other for a moment, she finally remembered that breathing was a thing that was condusive to a long life, and took a big gulp of the Silvanesti air.

She looked around at the newly assembled group. A gnome and a kender, Kista, Marc, a man that seemed to have tattoo's everywhere, but was not a kagonesti, a man who Kista said was not a Silvaesti, but her sure looked like one to Mirror, two more kagonesti.........wait, two more kagonesti?

She turned and looked in the direction of the two, drawing her bow and arrow with lightning speed, and training it on one's chest, a speel already forming on her lips to deal with the other one, should the need arrise. She spoke to them directly, in their own language.

"Who are you two, and what are you doing over there, spying on us?!" she shouted to them, her voice clear and carrying far.Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Maugetar
07/20/2002 3:20 AM

Tarrakk growled at Kista,

"Very well, what would suite you better?"

He raised a hand in front of his face and he began to shimmer, turning into a Human, then a Kangonesti, then an Orc, then something with far to many tentacles, then he reverted to his Silvanesti shape,

"Well, any requests?""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Dark_Master
07/20/2002 9:07 AM

Tryn watched as the stranger changed several times, he barely caught what half of them were. "What are you?" Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Kalia_Majere
07/20/2002 10:57 AM

Kista stared at the creature...she had no true idea what it was...but she still didn't like it. She kept her eyes on him...and when she didn't, Jeren did.You can steel the band from the Cooper hands
and the rabbit from the cook
you can walk through a gauntlet of far seeing eyes
if you hide as a tree in the wood
you can talk to the deaf and hear from the mute
deception will save where the sword arm fails
if you work with your heart and mind

Maugetar
07/20/2002 11:50 AM

Tarrakk grinned at Tryn,

"I am what I choose to be."

He sat down and began to clean his finely made longsword and it's matching dagger."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Flandrake
07/20/2002 4:34 PM

"Wow really you can change shape? That would be interesting I've always wonder what it would be like to be a human or a gnome, or maybe even a kender. Hey wait I'm a kender. I remember this one time I say this wizard guy change himself into a bear then he changed back. I was going to come up and ask him how he did it but he thought I was there to steal something so he chased me out. What a ridiculos thought: Kenders stealing."

"Hmm I have heard of a race that can change its form. I belive that they are caled Dopelgangers. I have never seen one but I have heard about them. Is that what you are?"

"Wow that would be so great to change into anything. Hey look Mirror found more people. I don't think there friendly though she is aiming an arrow at one."

"Quite! So is that what you are? Are you a Dopelganger?" "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Kalia_Majere
07/20/2002 7:25 PM

Kista heard Mirror cry out and raise her bow. Kista quickly did the same, without thinking, and sighted along the silver-fletched arrow. "I suggest you do as we say...if you are as you appear..you know that the Silvanesti and Kagonesti are dead shots! I am silvanesti raised by the Kagonesti people! You've had your warning!"

Kista whistled and Jeren darted out of the trees behind the two, his yellow eyes gleaming.You can steel the band from the Cooper hands
and the rabbit from the cook
you can walk through a gauntlet of far seeing eyes
if you hide as a tree in the wood
you can talk to the deaf and hear from the mute
deception will save where the sword arm fails
if you work with your heart and mind

Maugetar
07/21/2002 11:20 AM

Tarrakk laughed, a hollow, dark sound. He looked the kender dead in the eye,

"If I was a Doppleganger, your friends here would not have been able to tell me from any other Silvanesti. Though I do know some."

He looked up at the floating women who had arrows trained on them,

"Leave them."

Mirror looked at him and raised an eyebrow, causing Tarrakk to drop into a fighting stance, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword,

"They will not harm you. Leave them."

Where are the others? I could use them right about now, especialy Ithiltak.

They will be there soon Tarrakk, just keep things under control. And for crying out loud do NOT let them see your real form.

Of course.

Tarrakk looked at Mirror, waiting for her reaction."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Dark_Master
07/21/2002 2:37 PM

Tryn eyed the onlookers. He was confused, so many people seemed to be turning up out of thin air....he was beginning to wiothdraw into himself, mumbling only a few phrases, which at their best where non intelligable.

His main concern was with getting his book back...."I don't mean to be rude....but can we move along...i need to find my book...." His face was crimson beneath his pale green skin....he lowered his chin, in embarrassment. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Flandrake
07/21/2002 3:10 PM

OOC: It was my gnome who asked if you were a doppelganger not my kender.

IC: "You lost something? Maybe I can help find it. I'm very good at finding lost items. I'll start right away." Jumper turned and started to run around looking for the book that Tryn lost even though he didn't know what it looked like.

Smitly kept watch over the shapechanger. He was not used to fighting but every now and then he had to use his spells to get out of something. He also used his brains (even though that using his brains sometimes ended in something exploding).

"Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Mertonius
07/21/2002 11:09 PM

Suddenly, Marc froze in his place, sensing something.

"Dammit, they cought."

THEY were everywhere. The presence of a hundreds of undead materialized out of nowhere, trapping everyone. There could be no escape.

"Greetings my guest. Greetings and welcome to my land! I see you've met two of my constructs. Quite amazing aren't they. By the way, let me introduce myself..."

Out of the shadows strode out a hooded figure, with large skeletal long hands. A lich....

Then it pulled back its hood...

The face of a dragon.

An undead dragon....

"Ahhh, I see... 'Tis the first time you've seen a draco-demi-lich. As I say, welcome to my land. I've been expecting the whole lot of you..." The skeletal figure turns to Marc and Mirror. "Specially you too. Come all, we have much to discuss. And Don't think of trying to fight out or run. You'll just die tired...."

Marc swallowed hard, then grabbed Mirror's hand as he made his way to follow the creature. He nods to Tyrrn.

He may now something about your book. We might as well follow him my friend. (telepathic link)



I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Dark_Master
07/22/2002 3:40 AM

Tryn's eyes had widend if utter fear. He nodded in response to Marc...folowing the creatures as they led the way. Til the heart's blood boils or the bones be ash,
til the tallow be dust and death's teeth gnash
this one be mine.....

Mirror
07/22/2002 8:49 AM

Mirror squeezed hold of Marc's hand tightly, fear gripping her like it had never gripped her before. She pulled Marc in even closer to her, and spoke to his mind........

"What does that thing mean, he's been expecting all of us, 'especially' you and me?"

She didn't tell him that she was terrified, she knew that he must already know that, her hand was shaking so much as he held it. She swallowed hard and walked after the draco-demi-lich, her eyes looking behind her for an instant to make sure her cousin Kista was alright.

This has something to do with my dream, I know it does.......she thought to herself........but what? Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Flandrake
07/22/2002 9:02 AM

"OOOO, hey Smitly look at them they're skeletons."

"Stopityoufooldon'ttouchthem!"

"Why not?"

"BecausetheywillkillyoujustliketheDracoLichsaid."

"Wow I wonder what dieing would be like? But I think I should finish my adventures while I'm alive. Okay let's go."

Smitly started to jog to catch up with the others followed by Jumper. Smitly was scared and he wasn't. He wasn't sure if this whole thing was going to blow up in his face like his recent Life-Quest. Of course Jumper wasn't sacred he was having the time of his life going on another adventure. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Kalia_Majere
07/22/2002 11:31 AM

Kista shivered at the sight of the Dracolitch. She steeled her resolve and jeren kept close to her side. She had been through many things...Shoikon Oak Grove, the Darken Wood....She had even jumped from the back of a blue dragon...and survived it all....she'd be damned if she'd let some pile of bones do her in...

She moved quickly so that she was next to Mirror, and she gently squeezed Mirror's shoulder, reassuring her cousin that this wasn't over yet.You can steel the band from the Cooper hands
and the rabbit from the cook
you can walk through a gauntlet of far seeing eyes
if you hide as a tree in the wood
you can talk to the deaf and hear from the mute
deception will save where the sword arm fails
if you work with your heart and mind

Mertonius
07/22/2002 6:50 PM

The creature and its followers led the party through the twisted, nightmarishly unliving trees of the forest. As farther and deeper they went, the more twisted and evil their surroundings become. Here and there they saw once living forest creatures move as if they were still alive. In a distance, an undead nightingale sang a song of dread and despair. An zombie rabbit popped out of its burrow, its teeth chattering eeriely. The form of shade wolves prowled the sideways and byways of the sickly green moss covered path they took...

"I'm quite surprise you didn't recognize me, Marc. We've been friends for some time. We've even fought together. You were even there when the my magic, the magic YOU tought me, brought me back from death..." The creature grinned again as he nodded, occasionally stealing a glance at Kista, his leather, dried tongue licking his bony teeth as if savoring something.

"I do know you, 'old friend', I know you well....."

Marc paused for a moment as he composed himself.

"Ember..."

The draco-lich simply smiled and laughed, a horrible, heart rending sound that shivered even the dead trees to their roots, the hapless undead creatures of the forest running for cover.

" Yess, you do recognize me. Such a long time indeed...Marc...And there is nothing you can do or that ever annoying companion,Mertonius, can do." I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

krackah
07/22/2002 11:58 PM

OOC: Arrows? Wow! I didnt even type that.. LOL... Oh yeah and they crashed awhile ago.. but *Shrugs* On with the story!

Varna took a step towardt he man who had decided to ignore them. Cyanide was one step behind her.
"Are you crazy? They'll have our heads.. especially the one we were tailing!" Shouted Cyanide to her friend. Varna smirked.
"Were you not the one syaing that you could take anyone?" Cyanide seethed.
Varna walked toward the party... Her hands up in the air.
((Now to go figure out something to do with them!))"Wars and dark knights and evil dragons. They would come and they would go. Dirty dishes would be around forever."
~Tika Wayland Majere DoSF

Mirror
07/23/2002 8:55 AM

Mirror felt her cousin's reassuring touch and placed her free hand on top of hers, squeezing back softly. It was so good to know that her cousin was there for her, and seemed to make her courage soar. However, that courage was shot the moment the dracolich open his leathery mouth and spoke again.

She turned to Marc, shocked when she heard that they knew each other. her body stiffened slightly at his side.

"What do you mean you know this thing Marc? How? Who's Ember?!" she asked, her voice quivering softly with fright.Ray: It looks like a giant Jello mould!!
Winston: I hate Jello!
Venkman: Ah c'mon guys, there's always room for Jello!!!!!!
:P :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P

Maugetar
07/23/2002 10:53 AM

Tarrakk looked at the draco-lich,

Hmm, interesting. The Highlord will want to know about this for certain.

He looked at the way the others were acting around th undead overlord and his minions,

Hmph, these clowns wouldn't last a secned in the Blood War. I'll have to see if I can take any of them with me once I've finished this job. Ah well, yes - the Highlord....

Hey, boss. Something you might find interesting, a draco-lich.

Don't call me.....did you say draco-lich?"Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Mertonius
07/23/2002 8:23 PM

(OOC: We are not talking of your garden variety dracolich people. I'm talking about a demi-lich type draco lich. It is basically a dracolich that has attained such high degree of magical proficiency that it has attained demilich status. Ember was a Red Dragon, who died but was revived and reanimated by Marc and Mertonius in an experiment. However, the controlling spell backfired and Marc was forced to banish Ember into the Nether. No one knows how he came back from that place. BTW: That blasted bastard basically has the abilities of your basic dracolich and demilich combined with the spell casting abilities of a lvl 41 Necromancer Mage. (Not to be taken lightly). If Marc and/or Mertonius can handle something like that, you get a general idea how powerful those two are. (Mertonius has attained godhood in campagins I've been using him as an NPC. I'm already working on Marc, level 10 Chronomancer(Previous class: Abjuror) Mage).

I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

Silvermagess
07/25/2002 1:15 PM

(OOC:Maugetaur(sp)requested that I help out with the voice in Tarrakk's head. I hope I ain't stepping out of line here. By the way, Draco-Demi-Lich? Isn't that overdueing it a little. Oh, well, whatever will be will be.)

Just watch for now. Don't do anything unless it will further our goals. And whatever you do, don't let him know about me. The last thing I need is another enemy."There is no greater joy than to be reborn with every heartbeat." Belldandy.

"I am the Keeper of the Talismans. I am the apocalypse of which legends speak. And I am for once and for all your executioner." Shendu.

Maugetar
07/25/2002 1:31 PM

Tarrakk looked around at the others, and the undead surrounding them,

I could really use Ithiltak and Thak'til'runiir now, say I wonder if Ithiltak could use his *ahem* abilities on our Draco-Demi-Lich friend here. Besides, I didn't let you drag me out of the Blood War to wander around with a bunch of Primes.

He dropped back to walk with the two that had floated after him,

"Nice day for a stroll hmm ladies. The grass feels really nice underfoot. We seem to have been caught up with whatever these fools were doing here, and I don't think you're going anywere, so would you care to let me know why exaclty you decided to follow me?""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Flandrake
07/25/2002 4:06 PM

OOC; My characters are so unimportant. But since they got caught up in this whole thing I might as well stayin. I'll post when I think my characters can do something to the plot.

IC: Jumper then began to tell the tale of what happened to him when he was traveling through Nerka. Smitly had heard this one over a thousnad times but it was always different. Thats we he liked about kenders they were nevering boring and were always interested in his genius.

Smitly's hand trailed down to a vial that was strapped to the inside of his vest. He might have to use this explosive if things came to worse. It would give a great big boom and shower the area with little serbes set on fire. 'Oh how great explosions are.' thought Smitly. "Do, or do not, there is no try' -Yoda "Empire Strikes Back"

Mertonius
07/25/2002 10:52 PM

Back to Mertonius's Tower.

The figure stalked back and forth, his eyes wandering to the scrying crystal.

"This is not good. Ember definitely has some plan or another. But how could I rescue them. The moment I pop into that place, I'll have that bastard blasting at me and them... That, Jumper guy. Maybe I could channel something through him... But only at the right moment...." I thought I was alone in the dark... Now, I Know I am Alone In the Dark... Marc

krackah
07/27/2002 2:23 AM

Varna stood up brushing herself off. She looked to Tarrak.
"We're women... We had to make sure you weren't going to rape and pillage us."
Cyanide smirked at Varna's comment. Was she trying to flirt? She rolled her eyes. How un varna like.
"Forgive my friend..' Cyanide strode over to Tarrak.. "We are on a quest for a magical Talisman.. and we had to make sure you were not affiliated with anyone that might try to stop us.." Varna rolled her eyes.
"Tell tale." She hissed in Cyanide's ear. Cyanide smirked.
"Should we take this as an invitation?" "Wars and dark knights and evil dragons. They would come and they would go. Dirty dishes would be around forever."
~Tika Wayland Majere DoSF

Maugetar
07/27/2002 4:08 AM

Tarrakk raised an eyebrow at Cyanide,

"You were following me for approximatly an hour, during that time the only information you could have garnered about me was my ability to shapeshift. For all you know, I am affiliated with someone who would try and stop you. Depends what this talisman is, or more to the point what it does."

He looked at the draco-lich and his undead army for a moment, then back at Varna,

"You two don't appear to be particulal vunerable to raping or pillaging, but then things work differently here than back home. Less brimstone for one thing. And as to the invitation, well *gestures at the surrounding undead* not too many options really are there?"

OOC;Tarrakk is still in the form of a Silvanesti, and his shapeshifting powers are innate and therefore can't be dispelled. So no-one can tell what he is unless he tells them, even if they can tell he isn't a Silvanesti."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

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