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Phobic_rion
09/15/2002 9:13 AM

A small home in Solace, beneath the Vallenwood trees...

Hidden from the rest of the town..

A small figure resides in the home, sitting at a small table in the center of the home. He fingers a small object he had presently laid there, watching the deep purples and blues swirl in unison through the small ball-like object, not even the size of a ping pong ball. The figure's eyes flash as a sound is heard at the door.

The guards have found him. He hastilly shoves the object into his robes. Shouting is heard beyond the door, mumbled comments, commands. They demand entrance...they're going to break down the door...The figure skids to his window, climbing out stealthilly. The door shatters open..the guards run in, see him going out the window..

He falls to the ground, quickly picking himself up and running through the trees, trying to loose that guards so close to catching him..

He must get away...they mustn't catch him, they mustn't find the object he weilded...He continued to run, tripping over himself, falling to the ground. He picked himself up, runing untill he knew he was far enough away...

He put his hands out, mumbling a few words. The guards stopped suspiciously. ONe ran the other way. They knew what he was doing..

The guards that remained fell dead. The young man ran away again..

He was tired. His energy was spent..he ran as far as he could..

his vision was blurring. The world was starting to spin. He shook his head..he tried to run but his body wouldn't cooperate...He fell to the ground wearilly, panting heavilly. He looked around a moment longer..hed fallen near a path..

He crawled helplessly to the side, hoping nobody would find him..and only blackness remained...

OOC: So? Whaddaya think? Taken from the story Dangerous Games..er, the title anyhow. Wanna play?Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

PrincessCasandra09
09/15/2002 10:08 AM

Gaely was walking towards her fathers Tavern when she stummbled across a body laying in the bushes. She ran over to it and saw that it was a he and it was breathing. " Uncis, come quickly, i need your help!" she said. lifting him onto her horse, Uncis.

A few Hours later....

Gaely watched over the man with a careful eye. He had been having very bad nightmares, making him thrah about. " Shhh, my friend, I am Lady Gaely. I mean you no harm."" Let's Roll!" Todd Beamer, Flight 93

Phobic_rion
09/15/2002 10:28 AM

He opened his eyes wide, staring at the person who had been speaking to him, but was unable to register the question. He'd been in a flurry ever since the guards... He looked around quickly, unable to recognize where he was...

"Solace!? Am I in Solace?!" He jumped up, staring out the window..

Could it be...he'd just..

"Oh god.." He moaned, falling back down to the place he'd been sleeping. His eyes became atracted to the sheets, as he gripped them tightly.

"Damn it all..Damn it all to the Abyss...." His eyes glowed feirdely, as he quickly looked back up at the lady. Who was this girl...how did he get there..His head was reeling..all he could do was lay down and stare at the ceiling. This was all just to upsetting. He thought he'd faint again, but held it back.

The guards...they'd surely find him now..

"What is going on..."Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Maugetar
09/15/2002 11:21 AM

The gurads were flung away, thier cloths smouldering as the fireball's infernal energy dissipated slowly. A volley of small glowing spheres were flung from the blackrobe's hand and threw the remaining guards of their feet, causterised holes blasted straight through them. With the immediate threat neutralised, the blackrobe strode on into Solace, his eyes flashed a erflection of lightning that was not there as he stood looking down on the town of Solace.

You're here somewhere...I'll find you."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Illrayth
09/15/2002 12:38 PM

OOC: Hello, I'm very sorry to interrupt you guys, but i had a few questions - i wanted to play in this. How does it work exactly? I see that your roleplaying, obviously, but am i suposed to make a character up and send it to you, or what? Any limitations? Anything i need to know on how to play? I'd like to, but i don't want to interfere or waste someone's time. If i do have to make a character and send it to you, any limitations? 3rd Ed, 2nd Ed, 1st ed? specific classes, races? This would all help me if you could answer my questions. Sorry for being so newbie ^_^; Hope to talk to you guys later.Raistlin Majere? Raistlin Majere was weak. Dalamar was weak, a coward hiding away in his tower. I, on the other hand, am Illrayth Dayzonarus, son of Nuitari, Arch Magus of Krynn. Bow before me, fools, or suffer my wrath.

~Illrayth Dayzonarus, arrogant demi-god.

schuey10
09/16/2002 6:08 AM

OOC: Hi, Usually the time period is set by the person who starts the thread, looks like magic is in play, so I dont think it matters too much. You need to think of a character, one that you may already have, or one that you make up. Try to be creative, dont use any of the heroes of the Lance, etc. Characters that are all powerful usually dont work to well. Usually you can introduce the character and ask whether he is okay for the game, just use your judgement on what you think works with this story. Limitations, like I said , try to make your character well rounded, he will have weaknesses as well as strengths. Try to stay away from putting words in others characters mouths, or controlling their actions. Thats about it. So far I think most of the players in this thread are pretty patient. Just join in anytime, this is still new enough for any new characters.

You cool with this Phobe?


IC: Scorn had seen all the action unfold as he circled Solace on the warm updrafts. His master was not far off, and it was in that direction that the raven now flew. Landing softly on black robes shoulder he sent him a mental message. "The one we seek is near, master, he will not be so fortunate this time".

OOC: You ok with this Maguetar, or should I go with something else?

Maugetar
09/16/2002 8:34 AM

The black robed figure strked the raven's featherd head absent mindedly, his mind working over time as he planned his moves. The writhing rune-shapes of his spells burning in the forfront of the mage's mind. He headed down into the town, a sudden thunderstorm hitting the area as his thoughts turned dark. It was no spell that he had cast, but the thoughts and emotions of a master mage had an uneniable effect on his enviroment. And the thunderstorm that had forced most of the townsfolk inside was undeniably reflective of the mage's mood. Even of the mage himself. Lighting flashed across his eyes, a moment or two later a bolt hi the ground in the real world. He was a master mage, there were always...side effects to power such as his."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
09/16/2002 9:18 AM

OOC:

Sorry, Phobic. Swifty and I are kinda involved in too many threads and stuff to join at the moment. but I'll keep an eye on this and if there's a free slot I'll certainly join (Eliar's talkshow looks to be winding up to a conclusion, or maybe it's just getting started, I can't tell... :D).I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Illrayth
09/16/2002 5:50 PM

Illrayth (Pronounced Ill-rayth, or Ill-rayeth)

Illrayth looks down upon the house(I assume Gaely took them an to a house?) with interest, his dark, hardened eyes trying to look through the window, and soon he can see shapes, into the infrared spectrum. He saw the two of them enter the house - one of them unconscious. He was interested to know what they had done, or what had happened. He heard that a couple of the guards had been found dead, and perhaps this was the cause, perhaps this was why they were running...

Rayth ducks between the branches of the tree he was standing in as he hears two voices coming from a bit down the road. The elf stops to listen, the sounds of their voices crisp to his sensitive ears. They were searching. Searching for someone, he didn’t know who. For some reason, something compelled him to make sure the guards didn’t reach that house he was watching alive. And whenever Elves are compelled to do something, nothing stops them.

As the two of the guards approached, Rayth readied himself to pounce upon them, as a predator to the prey. They looked young, however, and he decided he wouldn’t kill them. Not yet. He had to find another way to get them away from the house.

Rayth picked up his staff that lay beside him and tossed it in the other direction of the house. The guards obviously heard it, for their heads perked up and looked in the direction of the noise. They were walking towards it, walking right underneath the hiding elf.

As they came around the other side of the tree, the warrior silently dropped to the ground behind them. The moonlight shone upon him, revealing what he was wearing. It was a dark green robe, tailored for the easy movement of the legs and arms. The edges were embroidered with black runes, barely visible in the night, and long whitish hair hung over his shoulders from what could be seen beneath the hood. And then the storm came, sheltering any noise he might have made with his feet with the heavy sound of raindrops.

Jumping up into the air, the warrior spun around his entire body, foot near his chest, and when he came around to face the guards again, his leg spun out to spin kick the man in the head, dropping him to the ground.

The other guard spun quickly around when he saw his companion fall to the ground, and promptly drew his sword.

With a swift kick to the wrist of the remaining guard, the weapon went flying. Now it was fair. Hand to hand. Human in armour against an elf wearing a robe. It seemed fair to Illrayth.

The young man took a nervous boxing stance and lunged at Rayth, but the boy was inexperienced. The martial artist grabbed the fist and twisted it, sending his other hand to connect with the boy’s noise, cracking it with a sickening sound. The next second the guard was in a choke hold, down on the ground, attempting to breath to no avail.

Soon he was unconscious, and the elf stood there, looking at the two sleeping guardsmen.

With only a few minutes, he dragged the both of them deeper into the bush, turned them around a bit, and picked up his staff. They should be out for atleast a half hour, he told himself, but he wasn’t sure. He shouldn’t underestimate them, but he didn’t have a whole lot of time.

The monk walked back towards the house, pulling his hood over his head once again. With a rap on the door with his staff, he stepped in, completely uninvited by Gaely and this other man.

“I have no doubts you heard the voices of the guards. They are gone now. This place is unsafe, and I suggest you leave to find somewhere else to hide, quickly. I am called Illrayth, and I believe the woods would be a safe start.” Rayth’s voice was quiet, only just above a whisper, but every word he said could be heard clearly even with the storm outside, and the rain rapping against the windows savagely.

OOC: I apologize if this is too long. If it is, i'll try to shut myself up ^_^. Hope this all isn't a problem - and i hope to see you all in game. Peace.Raistlin Majere? Raistlin Majere was weak. Dalamar was weak, a coward hiding away in his tower. I, on the other hand, am Illrayth Dayzonarus, son of Nuitari, Arch Magus of Krynn. Bow before me, fools, or suffer my wrath.

~Illrayth Dayzonarus, arrogant demi-god.

Phobic_rion
09/16/2002 7:01 PM

OOC: No prob man, everything's great. Awfull lot of mages we've got here...I'm gonna be up against it seems..LOL. Oh, and Illyath?(sp) You're doin/; great. Long is good. Since Cass ain't here for the moment, I think it'll be good to leave there. Alright..on I go..you guys are great^^

BIC: Cain looked over at the monk/elf in a frenzy, not quite sure what was going on anymore. He stared at the man. He was definately not what he'd ever seen before. Elf monk...hmm.

"How do I know..that you can be trusted.." He suddenly remembered something, searching around in his pouches untill he found what he was looking for, being sure not to expose it to any eyes he didn't need seeing it. He was being chased. He didn't need any more people trying to get him killed...

"Oh nevermind. Woods. Right." He nodded, turning to leave, suddenly turning back, extending a skinny hand. He was young..that was for sure.

"Cain. Nice to meet ya..."

He turned on his heel, walking out the door and dissapearing into the forest. He waited for this elf to follow, and ducked into a tree. He knew there had to be someone following him. Something just told him other mages where around..

"I can't let them...can't let them get it.." He sighed, leaning against the tree as the elf half followed. This was going to be a long day.

OOC: I'l let you know, That I don't cut things short, so be ready for a GOOD story, that won't get cut off becuase I don't like the way it's going. If I get killed, I get killed. Big deal. So anyhow, thanks again guys, your'e awsome..and if you noticed I always use the same person...I'm not good with rememebring names..^^ (dumb)Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Illrayth
09/16/2002 9:23 PM

Illrayth extended his hand to the human warily, not used to such contact and... non-reverence from a lowly race, though he didn’t say that openly. He was in a new world now. He was not in Silvanesti. An arrogant, superior attitude could get him killed. He didn’t want that.

As Cain walked out, Illrayth did a little bow toward Lady Gaely and followed after him, his feet making no sound and his robe swooshing the ground lightly. He eyed the man up, noticing that he seemed to be weak at the moment. Weakness was not good when you are on the run. Should he have helped these people? He didn’t know. Not yet.

“Can’t let them get what, magus?” Rayth turned his head to look Cain in the eyes, and his own shone with the flare of a hardened warrior, scarred with many battles, many deaths, and many loves. The eyes were the key to the soul. His demeanor was straight and stern. He did not seem in the least tired, for his people were a night people. The monk jumped up into the tree Cain leaned upon, and again asked his question.

“What do you have that is so important, hm? A magical device? Money? Are you a thief?” Rayth’s voice was still not more than but a whisper, his long white hair hanging down in front of his face, shadowing his comparatively young features from the world. Rain had wetted it, and it dripped to the ground beside where Cain was.

~Illrayth

OOC: How do i make a profile? I notice you have one, phobic, and i went to my settings for the board... but i couldn't find a place to make a profile. Do you have to have a certain number of posts?Raistlin Majere? Raistlin Majere was weak. Dalamar was weak, a coward hiding away in his tower. I, on the other hand, am Illrayth Dayzonarus, son of Nuitari, Arch Magus of Krynn. Bow before me, fools, or suffer my wrath.

~Illrayth Dayzonarus, arrogant demi-god.

schuey10
09/17/2002 6:04 AM

Scorn ruffled his feathers in an effort to stay somewhat dry. His Master was in a foul mood, yet only the storm revealed his true feelings.

Leaping down he landed softly on the muddy ground, water trickled beneath his clawed feet. Ruffling his feathers once more, he bagan making a strange sound. The birds chest heaved, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was trying to catch more breath. Within seconds he was twice the size he had originally been, then double again, and again. After a few moments he was the size of a small boy, his body resembled human form, yet he was still covered from head to toe in feathers. A final ruffling of the feathers and they all fell to the ground.

Cloaked from head to toe in black robes the young man stood next to his master. His flesh burned, and his eyes reflected the sensation, for they were the color of fire, with the same burning intensity.

"Master, we should hurry, the one we seek is near.......I can feel him" he whispered, the howling wind carrying his words.

Maugetar
09/17/2002 8:01 AM

The blackrobe nodded,

"Very well. We shall see what exactly this child has that he is so dangerous."

He strode down towards where his ex-raven indicated the target was. The blackrobe smiled. Scorn shivered impulsivly. It was never a good sign if his master smiled.

Then blackrobe pointed a finger, there were three figures leaving a house on the far side of town. Rage overcame sensibilities and a lightning bolt surged out, not hitting any of the three, but taking a rather large chunk out of the house. Blackrobe snarled, if they had a grain of sense between them they'd run. He started of down the hill into Solace, the thunderstorm whipping up into a frenzy as his thoughts turned ever darker with rage."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Phobic_rion
09/17/2002 1:04 PM

Cain looked up at the white haired elf quietly, closing his eyes. He knew that question was going to come along eventually...

"Well.." he looked at the ground as the rain pelted around quietly. He would have said, but this person, he didn't know if he could fully trust. Not just anybody...and anyhow, he..kind of was an elf after all...

He looked up sharply to see the house gone up in flames, flicking his head backwards in a gesture that would give anyone else whiplash. His eyes fell over the home, burning now...and that sense...he felt it again. Something powerfull...something he didn't want to mess with...

"Not important right now...we have to go.." He picked himself off the tree, quickly diving into the brush and dissapearing into the day, walking as quickly as he could. He couldn't let them figure out where he was headed..

"Stand back.." He sighed, putting out a few words, as what of their tracks was disintegrated.

"They...I know they can't be good..." The elf looked confused, but Cain continued to walk on, finnaly stopping in a small grove and quickly turning around to explain.

"Alright...here is goes.." He sighed, leaning again on a tree. the exaustion was catching up to him already..damn the whole thing. He felt through a pocket, untill he pulled the object out. It's colors astounded the elf, and him still to that point.

"Look, I was given this a long time ago..and I'm still not completely sure how it works...but the person who had given it to me was a master magician, right before he was destroyed...he said something..but I vaguelly remember what...something about.." He hung his head, trying to find the words. "Don't let the others get it. It's the meaning between destruction, and..something else..I can't remember...He was a good freind of mine..." He sighed, putting the thing back as it glittered even brighter than before.

"I've been carying it for a long time now, and now suddenly some guards from who knows where have been comming after me, trying to get it..and i don't know why..." He tipped his head back, letting his bangs fall in his face.

"I just know...they can't have it..That's it..other than..I can't remember..I realy wish that man hadn't died. I was good freinds with him...and then..Have you ever lost someone..you might know what I'm talking about." He sighed yet again, sitting down. The exaustion was getting to him. He mentally slapped himself for being so weak...

"God..I need to find out what's up with this thing...before it kills me.."Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Alanded
09/18/2002 7:33 AM

OOC:

Hey, Phobic, Eliar's talk show just ended, so I've got a free slot. You still acceptin' players? If so, just respond to this post. Otherwise, just tell me, and I'll bring my character out from the thread to avoid any loose ends...

BIC:

"They...I know they can't be good..." The elf looked confused, but Cain continued to walk on, finnaly stopping in a small grove and quickly turning around to explain.

"Alright...here is goes.." He sighed, leaning again on a tree. the exaustion was catching up to him already..damn the whole thing. He felt through a pocket, untill he pulled the object out. It's colors astounded the elf, and him still to that point.


Acetylbenzene munched cheerfully on an apple as he trekked along the narrow trail. He was pretty tired, and he'd stop and rest as soon as he reached the secluded grove just up ahead. It was his favourite spot among these parts, he'd even conducted a few open air experiments there away from prying eyes, with satisfyingly explosive results. There was an entire stand of charred tree stumps near the grove that testified to just how satisfyingly explosive one of his experiments had been.

He'd already entered the grove when he realised that he wasn't alone.



"God..I need to find out what's up with this thing...before it kills me.."


"Beforewhatkillsyou?" the gnomish inventor asked the two figures in the grove curiously, one of them was, it seemed, an elf. The other was holding a pretty coloured object.


I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

PrincessCasandra09
09/18/2002 12:36 PM

Gaely followed after them and told them to go to the kitchen. " Now, I am Galely of Gouldne. Please, stay here if you need any shetlter." she said, looking at Illrayth and smiling, her eyes trying to flirt. " Now, if you will excuss me, I will be in there to prepare something to eat."" Let's Roll!" Todd Beamer, Flight 93

Phobic_rion
09/18/2002 2:03 PM

OOC: Cassy, I wonder if you realize your house just got blown up. You're kind of off the story line. Get back on it please.

Oh, and dude, you can join...I've never had any experience with a gnome yet... And i have a few rules that i thought out. Just simple stuff. Normal things ya know, to get the story moving and al that jazz..they're easy and normal and simple to follow here they go.

No god moding, or controlling others characters. Swear as much as you want!!!

NO KILLING ANYONE, UNLESS THEY ASKED FOR IT!!!

IT'S NOT A ROMANCE NOVEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Cassyy....^^j/k)

Stay on the story line and READ ALL THE POSTS!!!!!!!!!! (thanks you.)

sorry..I'm not trying to be evil, it just drives me crazy when people turn action into a romance novel...
That's all..I'll answer in another post. Thank you all for obliging. If you plan on breaking any of these, then you might as well just quit here and now.

(I'm not evil. Just trying to keep it in order and on track.)

Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Phobic_rion
09/18/2002 2:07 PM

Cain jerked his head over to the gnome, who had asked him what. He quickly put the object behind his back, nodding happilly.

"Oh, nothing...nothing realy anyhow.." He'd heard of this gnome. And if his hearing was right, his object would become cinders in a matter of moments. He chuckled weakly, pushing himself off the tree to stand over the little man. He put out a hand.

"But, it's nice to meet you...very nice indeed." He smiled as much as he would be able to, trying not to look like an idiot. Too late. He brushed his hood back, putting a hand through his spiked up hair, something pretty unusual for anyone in Krynn. He turned up to look at the elf, turning his gaze back down.

"So, where'd you come from, and ah..what brings you here.."

OOC: NOO!! The show's over? Oh well..sure, you can jump in, no prob..sounds like you'll make it fun...Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Alanded
09/18/2002 8:39 PM


"So, where'd you come from, and ah..what brings you here.."


"Oh,I'mfromtheBF...uhXakTsaroth, yesthat'sright, yesirree, goodold, BORING, XakTsaroth, nothingtoseethere, notouristattractionsatall. Don'tbothergoingthere, really, itsawasteofyourtime. GotoSolaceinsteadifyouwant." He smiles nervously, hoping the man hadn't noticed his mistake, and kept talking.

"MynameisAceylbenzene, andI'mhereto...uh, conductexperiments, uh... oncropratationandnewfertilizers! Harmlessexperiments, veryboringtoo. Whatareyoudoinghere?"I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

[Edited by Alanded on Wednesday, September 18, 2002 8:46 PM]

Werweu
09/19/2002 4:26 AM

In the meantime there was an elf up in the trees pearing carefully down at the group of people. "hmmm what would a strange elf, a gnome, and a mage or two doing here," he thought. When Cain pulled out the talisman, Werweu sensed it was something of great power and that the weilder would be sought after. This group of adventurers seemed to be mostly good, so he decided he might try and help protect this man and his artifact that gleemed so.

He flipped off of the tree and landed near the gnome, the whole group seemed to be caught by surprise. All of a sudden the gnome was taking something out of his pouch and the monk seemed to be geeting into a defensive position. Cain as always just opened up one of his spell books. Werweu called,"halt friends i am just hunting. what brings a group like yourselves here to these parts of the woods? Here take this as a sign of my goodwill." Werweu pulled out some what seemed to be apples from his satchel.

"If you need help with tracking, or killing stuff just let me know." Werweu drew his bow and released an arrow*twang*. The arrow flew straight and true towards an unknow thing. *sqeel* A boar screemed in pain. "see", and with that Werweu sat and began carving a bow out of wood

Alanded
09/19/2002 9:52 AM


"If you need help with tracking, or killing stuff just let me know." Werweu drew his bow and released an arrow*twang*. The arrow flew straight and true towards an unknow thing. *sqeel* A boar screemed in pain. "see", and with that Werweu sat and began carving a bow out of wood


Acetylbenzene took one look at the elf's bow and sniffed disdainfully. "Primitive." He pulled out a gnomish blunderbuss, pointed in a direction where no one was standing and pulled the trigger. There was a thundering BOOM and a huge oak toppled and fell over with a crash. "Beholdthewondersofscienceandtechnology!"

It was then that he remembered he was supposed to be engaged in HARMLESS agricultural research.

"Errrr... newfertilizerdispenser." he said sheepishly, by way of explanation, hurriedly stuffing the still smoking gun back into his Knapsack of Holding.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
09/19/2002 12:49 PM

OOC: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOOLOLOLOLOL BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! (Cain's reasction to reading all this)

BIC: Cain ducked at the sight of yet another elf roaming about, and suddenly being offered to have stuff killed...

"Oh, I don't wanna kill anyone.." And the gnome knocked over a tree...

Cain: O.o

"F...f...fertilizer...? I don't think I'll be buying it from your company..but." He sat down, but not before greeting the elf, who's intentions seemed good. He thought quietly, trying not to seem to obvious, but quickly turned to the gnome, who was still racking his mouth off ot nothing in particular that Cain could understand. He cut him off, pulling the object back out, but making sure to keep a strong hand on it.

"I was just wondering..I thought about going out to Flotsam to see if anyone knew what this was..or maybe some other town with some old inhabitants..but maybe, do you know what it does by any chance? I mean, I'm assuming you already heard what i was saying.." He grinned, putting out his hand just enough for the gnome to get a good look. He knew out of experience that they could be as grabby as kenders sometimes...and worse. He didn't want the object blown up. He looked up in the tree at the other person there, who was still rather quiet after all this time.

"So, any virdicts, or shall we travel..you al can come i gues..as long as you keep your mouths shut!" Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Werweu
09/19/2002 5:43 PM

When the gnome blew up the tree, Werweu knew there might be trouble abound, for there were hunting packs of elves around these parts. So he looked up and saw in the distance in a couple of trees a few elves with their bows drawn upon the company.

"everyone stand still, there are other elves here among us who just probably want to kill the gnome for blowing up a tree, i would just hurt him. I have no intention for he was just "experimenting". Just as he said that arrows flew around the company.

The lead elf climbed down the tree and walked to Werweu. "What just happened, speak now or be ready to fight." the lead elf said in a mild voice.

"This gnome here was just experimenting with a new invention. He will do nothing else in these woods, for we are bound toFlotsam my friend" Werweu replied solomly in elvish.

"as long as nothing else happens. We'll be watching that one till you get out of these woods friend." the leader replied in elvish.
"ok"
The lead elf then sprinted off into the woods.

Werweu turned to the gnome and patted his head,"little one, you'll be shot on sight if you perform another experiment in these woods, or dealing with these woods. do you understand?" Werweu turned and gave a look out of the corner of his eye at the other elf.

Illrayth
09/19/2002 9:26 PM

The monk remained calm throughout the entire ordeal, not speaking much. He had heard the elf up in the tree’s before he landed, just barely. Illrayth simply stared at the being when he landed, and raised his head somewhat to size up this kindred being.

Illrayth seemed somewhat disdainful of him, though he didn’t know it. When the elf shot the boar, killing it, Rayth’s eyes narrow at him in anger. Elves live off the land, the vegetables, the nuts, not the living beings living out their lives within the forest. This tempted Rayth to break the Elf’s neck where he stood, but he kept his composure, not doing something so unwanted in front of these people.

Instead, he spoke calmly. “The elves always ask forgiveness for taking a life, for they only do it in self defence, out of dire need or for a cause. You have just taken the light from that animal’s eyes for no reason other than to show that you know how to shoot a bow. It appears you have ample food supplies-” Rayth waved his hand over the apples, “yet you kill pointlessly. You disgust me.” Rayth glared at the other elf with scornful eyes, knowing that he would only allow this beast to travel with them if the magic user willed Wer’s help.

The monk also glared at the back of the gnome for shooting down a large tree. Another murder. Another pointless murder. He could find no sense in the destruction, other than for these two things to get their jollies. However, he was more forgiving of the gnome, for it did not know the Elven ways. Werweu, however, was an elf, and knew the ways, he deserved no forgiveness for the needless crime he had just committed against nature.

~Illrayth

OOC: Sorry it took me a while to post, I've been busy with school and such. See you in game.Raistlin Majere? Raistlin Majere was weak. Dalamar was weak, a coward hiding away in his tower. I, on the other hand, am Illrayth Dayzonarus, son of Nuitari, Arch Magus of Krynn. Bow before me, fools, or suffer my wrath.

~Illrayth Dayzonarus, arrogant demi-god.

Illrayth
09/19/2002 9:34 PM

OOC: Werweu, not to like, mess you up or anything, but i have a geographical question.

What would a hunting party of elves be doing so far away from Quilanesti or Silvanesti, let alone a hunting party period? I don't know a whole lot about Krynn, but i was under the impression most elves were vegetarians, and that they didn't like humans that much, so what would be be doing so close to Solace? Like i said, i'm not trying to mess you up, its just i don't particularily think that there'd be a good chance of that happening...Raistlin Majere? Raistlin Majere was weak. Dalamar was weak, a coward hiding away in his tower. I, on the other hand, am Illrayth Dayzonarus, son of Nuitari, Arch Magus of Krynn. Bow before me, fools, or suffer my wrath.

~Illrayth Dayzonarus, arrogant demi-god.

sylvan
09/19/2002 10:45 PM

OOC: Yeah, there seem to be a few continuity problems with this thread, but I'm sure they'll work out... in the meantime, I'd like to join, if that's alright- I know there's a crowd already, but this seems to be exactly the type of game I'm looking for, and I'm on a lot, so I can stay up to date and such. If adding in is a problem, let me know, and I'll be gone.

IC:

Fist came the storm: only once in all of his years had Khol Waybridge seen a storm come on with such suddenness, and that was an odd trip altogether. That a quiet place like Solace should experience such severe weater was strange.

The fact that it was disrupting his attempt at making a living was downright annoying.

He had just set himself to attach his ropes when lighning struck, and he had run for the cover of the trees, bearing along crossbow and equipment, and had tried to find a dry spot to weather the night, since he was supposed by the innkeeper to have left that day.

Then came the people, three of them, two men and a woman from the way of the town, all looking rather hasty. Khol blessed the crossbow then, for he had managed to get a rope into one of the higher trees and had climbed up quickly. He could only hope that the elf hadn't spotted him.

Then came everyone else- first a gnome, then another elf, then an entire pack of the pointy-eared wanderers had come and gone. Khol's interest had peen rather piqued by the mage's revelation of the little stone, and he instantly began to formulate plans for getting a closer look at it.

The plans turned out to be needless when the gnome quite suddenly shot the tree out from under the surprised man.

In the ensuing crash, Khol managed to leap off of the wreck and roll into some thick brush, using his body to partially shield the precious crossbow. He lay still for some minutes more, but it was evident now that the party was preparing to make a decision and set off. Khol stood up and walked forwards, his black clothing almost totally obscuring him in the darkness and weather. He was a lanky man whose hair matched his clothes, with brown eyes almost as dark. Beneath his cloak there was a bulge which might have been a small backpack, and in his right hand was the crossbow, cocked but unloaded.

Advacing, he spoke over the noise of the weather. "Greetings! Because you will ask, I am Khol Waybridge, and you are right to point your steps towards Flotsam. I know many people in that city, and I think that I might know someone who could help you!""'If you sense danger, then at least tell us so that we can prepare!'

'Prepare, then.'"

Dragons of Winter Twilight

Werweu
09/20/2002 2:54 AM

OOC: sorry, it's just that there are too many different things i play and do with different knowings of elves. the party were hunting for anything that was hurting the forest. They are still in the trees, so they are away from people. I'll try to stick to DL, i'm in the middle of a D&D campaign, me being my all favorite elven ranger/rogue.

Alanded
09/20/2002 4:24 AM


"I was just wondering..I thought about going out to Flotsam to see if anyone knew what this was..or maybe some other town with some old inhabitants..but maybe, do you know what it does by any chance? I mean, I'm assuming you already heard what i was saying.." He grinned, putting out his hand just enough for the gnome to get a good look.


Acetylbenzene squinted at the object disinterestedly, thinking that it was just a pretty bauble. Then his eyes widened in shock as the registered what it actually was before him -Xylonium, the most powerful substance in all of Krynn.

There was enough energy potential in that small sphere to create a bomb powerful enough to blow away most of Ansalon, never mind its rumoured magical properties. A single dust-like particle of it, if it were pure enough, would be invaluable in his research. He had to get his hands on some.

"Errr... itlookslikeamerebauble, butperhapsifIcouldborrowit, Icouldrunsometests, andmakesure???" Hewas already eagerly reaching out his hand to have a look at it, so intent on it, he didn't even realize that there were elves that had been about to kill him or that someone else had wandered up, and joined in the discussion.

OOC: Hope this is okay, Phobic, You did ask me to identify it. BTW, as for the "rumoured" magical properties, feel free to think up your own. Acetylbenzene is only concerned with the scientific aspects of it, even though he's heard the rumours too.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
09/20/2002 1:18 PM

Cain looked about in a sudden frenzy at the attacking elves, and the other person who had come up, turning back to Acet (nice and short^^) With a watchfull eye.

"I'm sure, you'd like to look at it, and thanks, but I..ah.." He glanced over nervously, unable to let the object go. "I'd realy like to make sure..that ah, It..doesn't..get away...you know what I'm saying..?" He put it away, glancing over at the new person that had jumped in, obviously from that tree that had been pulvereized..

"So you say you know people in Flotsam? They can help me out? That's realy helpfull...do you happen to know a quick way there traveller? Oceans are all fine and dandy and all that sort of thing, and tivers aren't that bad, but I'd prefer to keep myself on the ground.." He quivered at the thought of getting seasick like he so often did, burrying himself in his robes.

"Crazyness..."

OOC: Sure silvy...anytime. In fact, I think, the more the better!!
I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

[Edited by Phobic_rion on Friday, September 20, 2002 1:19 PM]

sylvan
09/20/2002 2:21 PM

"Well, if we want to make the trip quick, I might be able to get us passage at one of the ports neary. If we're going to make it a land journey, we'll be needing a lot more in the way of supplies. For now, however, I'd say that we should find shelter for a while- this storm is outrageous!""'If you sense danger, then at least tell us so that we can prepare!'

'Prepare, then.'"

Dragons of Winter Twilight

DarkSage
09/21/2002 9:09 AM

OOC: Hyia! Ok if I join? If I intrude, I'll just delete the post. :D

Kaelis slumped to the ground in exhaustion. His breathing was laboured, his skin slick with sweat. He had been running, running for as long as he could remember.
His oaken quarterstaff was at his side, the only weapon he had. He wore a light deerskin vest over a bare chest, and a pair of dark green leggings. His leather boots were worn, but well cared for.

He had a muscular frame, with tanned skin. His deep brown eyes, flecked with green, were accentuate to his short, slightly curly black hair. He had a braided silver band on his right index finger, the only piece of jewelry he owned. A small pouch was strapped to his side, and a waterskin was hanging from his shoulder. From this, he took a long pull as he sat up.

A band of very angry ogres was on his trail, and he was forced to flee of die against the overwhelming odds. He considered getting help in the nearest town, which was Solace, but he decided better of it. He propped himself against a giant fir, and rested for a minute.
But a minute became an hour, before he realized he had dozed off. He shook off the sleep, and stood up. His stomach rumbled, and he decided he need food.

The town of Solace wasn't terribly far away, and the savage ogres seemed to have set up camp and retired for the night. He knew, that tommorow the chase would continue.
But not if I can get to Solace, he mused. He imagined that the ogres had sent advance scouts to the edge of the forest near Solace, and he would have to be extremely careful.

Alanded
09/24/2002 12:35 AM

OOC: Hey, Phobic, you haven't abandoned this thread have you? Cause you KNOW what the Unholy Alliance does to abandoned threads...I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
09/24/2002 12:52 PM

OOC: No no!! I jst can't get on!! Stupid computer and evil parents...grrr...I'm trying. I never abandon ANYTHING!!! Unless I can't handle it.

BIC:Cain looked distroughtedly over the group, his eyes wavering from one person to the next, then back again. He had recently and very reluctantly agreed to take the water route, since walking wasn't realy his style and all. As they walked, he calmly watched the entire antourage he had come with in only a matter of hours.

"Yeah, shelter would be good...right around soon.." He yawned, pulling off his hood and scratching his head absentmindedly, furrowing out his spikes. He stopped abruptly, staring off into a small corner of the woods. A noise.

The brush was moving about. He tried to see farther in, but was unable. He would have contuned to walk forward if he hadn't stumbled headlong into another person in a vest. He fell to the ground with a thud, picking himself up with a few curses.

"What the hell.." He muttered, picking himself up and almost running into the man again. This time he stopped himself, looking up quietly, and almost gasping. Those where the brownest eyes he'd ever seen...He extended his hand warrily.

I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Phobic_rion
09/24/2002 12:55 PM

OOC: No no!! I jst can't get on!! Stupid computer and evil parents...grrr...I'm trying. I never abandon ANYTHING!!! Unless I can't handle it.

BIC:Cain looked distroughtedly over the group, his eyes wavering from one person to the next, then back again. He had recently and very reluctantly agreed to take the water route, since walking wasn't realy his style and all. As they walked, he calmly watched the entire antourage he had come with in only a matter of hours.

"Yeah, shelter would be good...right around soon.." He yawned, pulling off his hood and scratching his head absentmindedly, furrowing out his spikes. He stopped abruptly, staring off into a small corner of the woods. A noise.

The brush was moving about. He tried to see farther in, but was unable. He would have contuned to walk forward if he hadn't stumbled headlong into another person in a vest. He fell to the ground with a thud, picking himself up with a few curses.

"What the hell.." He muttered, picking himself up and almost running into the man again. This time he stopped himself, looking up quietly, and almost gasping. Those where the brownest eyes he'd ever seen...He extended his hand warrily.

"So, who might you be..." He looked over at the spot he'd just fallen, smilling innocently. "And ahh...sorry for..runing into you like that.."

(Just another one..this journey is going to get around...) Cain sighed, hopping that all these people wouldn't end up getting hurt or something keeping a secret that was only his burden.

OOC: Sorry again, it's been hectic. I'll keep working on this though...don't worry. Like i said, I never leave something that I started. And i think cass quit..
I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Maugetar
09/24/2002 1:42 PM

OOC: Since you guys don't seem to want to actualy move from thisone place beside this burning house....

IC: The Blackrobe rounded the corner - there! He could se the one who carried it! His hunt was over. He grinned faintly as began to cas a powerful spell - then launched it at the group. To his dismay a falling support beam from the nearby house that was still burning ferociously glanced the roaring fireball - deflecting it slightly into the woodlands.

It detonated not far from the group - bathing them in a painful heat, but not causing them any real damage. And on the other side of the barrier of debris from the house the Blackrobe almost hopped in rage."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Phobic_rion
09/24/2002 4:12 PM

Cain looked up quickly, his eyes sparking a dark purple.

"What..." He ducked as the searing flame ran over the group, dragging the person nearest him down as well. The flame ran over, almost searing his robes. He cursed to the Abyss, standing back up quickly and staring over, his eyes widening in a sudden fear of realization.

"They've..they've..." He couldn't finnish his sentence. He tried to run, but his feet had him firmly planted. He cursed again, shaking his head and gathering himself together. He dashed off in the opposite direction, diving under a bush a few hundred feet away, trying to remember the spell he'd been taught a while ago. The little "rock" shimmered gently, giving off a small glow. He looked down at it, taking it into his hand. It suddenly threw out a blast of energy, aimed strait for the mage way over, so strong it knocked Cain a few feet back. It shimmered again, after the energy was lost.

"Whaa.." Cain shook his head, trying to make things seem real again. He tried standing, only to fall again. He tried once more, succesfuly. He stared at the rock fearfully.

"Damn...what did..I just...do..."I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

sylvan
09/24/2002 5:24 PM

From the first, Khol had been starting to lead the party off towards the coast, but that position quickly lost its attracvieness when the fireball busrt almost directly in from of him. He allowed himself to be knocked backwards, using the momentum to roll behind a tree, which he promptly scrambled up deftly. As he crouched in the low branches, he loaded his crossbow. What in the name of the abyss is going on!?"'If you sense danger, then at least tell us so that we can prepare!'

'Prepare, then.'"

Dragons of Winter Twilight

Werweu
09/25/2002 4:12 AM

When the fireball exploded, Werweu instinctively climbed up the nearest tree to get a better view of who...or what cast this fire. He saw what appeared to be just a black cloak enfolding something he couldn't make-out. He brought out his shortbow and knocked an arrow. Not knowing of if his adversary had seen him, he remained still not wanting to attract any attention. He looked down and around to see if the rest of the party was ok.

Alanded
09/25/2002 4:31 AM


The little "rock" shimmered gently, giving off a small glow. He looked down at it, taking it into his hand. It suddenly threw out a blast of energy, aimed strait for the mage way over, so strong it knocked Cain a few feet back. It shimmered again, after the energy was lost.


Acetylbenzene noted this occurence with interest even as he pulled out his gnomish blunderbuss. It seemed that some of the rumours of Xylonium were true after all. He really needed to find a way to get a sample. But, first things first...

Extending the telescopic sight for the gun, he aimed through it at the Black Robe that had attacked them (that's you Maugetar!) and pressed the trigger.

There was a thundering boom as the blunderbuss discharged it's deadly projectiles at the mage...I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

schuey10
09/25/2002 6:39 AM

Leaving the magical projectile to his Master, Scorn concentrated on the rapidly approaching Gnomish missile.

He looked into the heart of the storm and drew upon its fury. Suddenly a deafening thunderclap eminated from the heavens, followed by a bolt of lightening that streaked towards the projectile at an alarming rate. A fiery explosion suddenly erupted as lightening struck the Gnome's creation and sent small flaming embers flying in all directions.

The young apprentice was proud of his efforts, he could not control the full fury of the storm yet, but harnessing a few of its more destructive properties was beginning to take less of a toll on him. Feeling the magic surge through his body he stood for a moment letting the rain soak him.

Alanded
09/25/2002 7:54 AM


A fiery explosion suddenly erupted as lightening struck the Gnome's creation and sent small flaming embers flying in all directions.


"Curses!" Acetylbenzene said as he began the laborious process of reloading his blunderbuss.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
09/25/2002 1:09 PM

OOC: Sage... we're swimming on land...LOL (cain likes the way that came out) ^^

Cain stared defly around at the inasane mob that had broken out over the entire group, scattering them in a bunch of different directions, even out to eeh...sea..? He scrambled up, just as Ace split out a shot from that whaddayacallit and blew up a bunch of trees and two stood by with arrows cocked and ready to fling. He gatthered himself together, trying to peice this all into the same puzzle. He ducked behind the bush again, pulling his thoughts together, and jumping out of the bush, reeling headong into the forest and cutting off the dark mage from his prey.

Cain stood his full height, staring at the mage and his minion sternly. His blue eyes flashed as he frowned at the complexity of it all. He gripped his fists together.

"You've been following me this entire time..." He mumbled through gritted teeth.

"I wanna know why." He looked down at his feet, then back into the face of his persuer. He wanted answers. Right then.I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

sylvan
09/25/2002 3:45 PM

Blake's Blood, it's going to be a duel! Not a chance.

Khol exchanged the bolt in his crossbow for one with a length of rope attached, then fired away into the forest. Securing the near end to a limb, he pulled himself up and ran across the span as deftly as a kender.

I'll be back when the two of you are finished with you little apocalypse, mage... I'll just follow the fire."'If you sense danger, then at least tell us so that we can prepare!'

'Prepare, then.'"

Dragons of Winter Twilight

PrincessCasandra09
09/25/2002 3:54 PM

(( Ok Phobic, i get thge picture!! lol I am starting a new char......))

Kayla dared in and out of the forest. Suddenly, she saw a arrow with a rope attached. She ran towards it. "Hey, what ya think your doing?????" she saud, pulling the end out of the tree as soon as Khol reached the treee limb. " Dumb kenders......."" Let's Roll!" Todd Beamer, Flight 93

PrincessCasandra09
09/25/2002 3:54 PM

(( Ok Phobic, i get thge picture!! lol I am starting a new char......))

Kayla dared in and out of the forest. Suddenly, she saw a arrow with a rope attached. She ran towards it. "Hey, what ya think your doing?????" she saud, pulling the end out of the tree as soon as Khol reached the treee limb. " Dumb kenders......."" Let's Roll!" Todd Beamer, Flight 93

sylvan
09/25/2002 7:22 PM

OOC: Please note that Khol is not a kender- he ran "nimbly as a Kender." He is, in fact, a human, though he is shorter than average.

IC:

Khol dropped to the ground beside the woman, deftly drawing a shortsword and pulling on a mask as he fell. As he landed, he sprang forwards, taking the woman by surprise and knocking her into the tree. A gloved hand snatched the quarrel from her grasp.

"I'll take that back, if you don't mind."

Backing up a step, he gave the rope a flick of his wrist which caused it to fall to the ground. As he drew in the length, he carefully watched her, sword at the ready. The metal of the blade had been darkened so that only around the sharp edge was any light reflected. The man's eyes were likewise dark, and seemed almost to be staring past her."'If you sense danger, then at least tell us so that we can prepare!'

'Prepare, then.'"

Dragons of Winter Twilight

Alanded
09/25/2002 8:12 PM


"You've been following me this entire time..." He mumbled through gritted teeth.

"I wanna know why." He looked down at his feet, then back into the face of his persuer. He wanted answers. Right then.


Acetylbenzene had given up on trying to reload his gun and had been busy trying to pull out his Deus Ex Machina of Doom and Devastation out of his pack when he heard Cain say that he wanted answers.

"Oh,that'sallrightthen." The gnome said, politely holding off blasting the mage till they had had their chat. He was really proud of his DEMoDaD, even if it had really been intended as a combination blender and coffee maker that even makes julienne fries. Well, it could probably still make julienne fries, but only if you liked them irradiated enough to glow in the dark and cause mild mutations if you ever ate them.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Maugetar
09/26/2002 9:19 AM

The Blackrobe looked at Cain with a patronising smile on his face,

"Huh. You would try and threaten me?"

He waved a hand casualy and a roaring wall of flame sprang up, seperating Cain from the Blackrobe,

"We'll have to do this again some time. But I don't want to kill a puppy - wait until you have half a chance before you challenge me again. now run along before I change my mind and really cause some damage.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

schuey10
09/26/2002 10:22 AM

Scorn looked up at his Master in disbelief, the magical words he was about chant fell silently from his mouth. All this time......and now they were just going to let him go, when they had him right where they wanted.

PrincessCasandra09
09/26/2002 12:28 PM

Kayla looked at thr man in surpise. " You dare push a forest sprite out of the way?" she said, pulling out a long staff and throwing it at the swrod. Knocking it out of his hands she laughs. " Oh, come on!! Can t have that now, can we?"" Let's Roll!" Todd Beamer, Flight 93

Phobic_rion
09/26/2002 2:13 PM

Cain squinted over the bright light of the fire, the brightness almost searing his flesh. He yelled out.

"What the hell do you mean puppy!?" He tried to go through the flame, but it held constant as he was driven back by the unbearable heat. He backed off a few feet, still sheilding his eyes from the brightness of it, it complete contrast to the storm.

"I'm no puppy!!" He amost pouted, trying to find the mage through the bright light, but was unable to. e turned back to the people, who were all scattered now, and the girl on the other end who had mistaken a human for a kender.

(how the hell do you do that?!)

"I'm not through with you..." He swore through gritted teeth, running over to Ace, who apperently was going to shoot that thing he had.

"Don't do that....you know how elves feel about it...And I wouldn't want to make anyone upset..." He tried resoning, but turned back to the mage, who must have been gone. The fire died down.

"I will get him..." He vowed to himself, placing the stone in one ofhis pockets for safekeeping.

"But anyhow...we need to get going to Floatsam if we ever plan on figuring out what the hell this piece of rock is supposed to do.." He looked over at the girl, almost disgoustedly, but turned away to face the rest of the group.

"Let's move. Before that weird guy decides to come back.."

OOC: Two words: SPELL CHECK ^^;I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Phobic_rion
09/26/2002 2:32 PM

OOC: One other thing....what the hell is FOREST SPRITE??!!

WHERE THE HELL DO YOU LIVE??!!

That's it. No biggy. Just not romance novels alright...ad try to stick with one chaarcter would you??
(you better not be ignoriong the person who MADE this thread...)
(mwahaha!! Phobic_rion is te MASTER of this thread..)I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Alanded
09/27/2002 3:14 AM


"Don't do that....you know how elves feel about it...And I wouldn't want to make anyone upset..."


Shrugging, Acetylbenzene put away his DEMoDaD and waited for someone to lead the way to Flotsam.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
09/27/2002 7:43 AM

OOC: Alright, I suppose we should begin moving ne?

PLACE SHIFT

(we don't want to stay in the same place right??)

BIC: So, now, they where just awalking through the trees untill they cam to the godforsaken lake that Cain was so unhappy to go into.

"I can't believe I'm letting that guy sucker me into this..." He sighed, looking over the lake, trying to figure out some way to keep himself togather once they where on it.

"But, um, where do you propose, we get a boat.." He asked, hopping that the man didn't come up with an answer..

OOC: If you don't wanna move on, just tell and we cam go back to where we where. (I doubt it...) I'm not trying to be evil, but we've been standing quite still these last thirty posts or so..I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

sylvan
09/27/2002 11:05 PM

OOC: Sorry, this is going in too many directions at once.... I'm out."'If you sense danger, then at least tell us so that we can prepare!'

'Prepare, then.'"

Dragons of Winter Twilight

Maugetar
09/28/2002 1:35 AM

The Blackrobe watched as the group walked off, Cain glancing back at the fire barrier occasionaly. Then - once they were well away from the area he turned to Scorn,

"The Carrier is nothing - though we do want what he bears, there are others who we must find. And he will lead us to them."

He looked around at the small town, then at the single burning house. A decidedly evil smile grew across his face,

"And we can ensure he is greated as any other omen of bad luck."

With a wave and a few chanted words a hail of fire shot down onto the town around them, the houses bursting fiercely into flame. Then he transported himself and Scorn to a hill overlooking the burning town.

"Well - their town has spontaniously caght fire. And a particular person has just left the town. No prizes for guessing who gets the blame - and word of these things travels fast."

A small chant disolved him into a floating mist which headed off in the direction that Cain and his group had taken,

"Come Scorn - we can't let them get to far ahead, we might miss something important.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
09/29/2002 1:37 AM


"But, um, where do you propose, we get a boat.."


"Boat? Youwantaboat? Wellwhydidn'tyousayso!" Acetylbenzene cried as he dug frenziedly around his knapsack before extracting something that resembled a bright orange bundle of strange material. Dumping it beside the lake, he pulled back on a ring tab for a metallic canister that was attached to the bundle. Immediately a hissing sound filled the air, and the orange mass slowly swelled up into a funny looking boat like contraption. (In case you're wondering, it's an inflatable rubber dinghy)

Pulling two oars out of his backpack, the gnome tossed them on board and then began shoving the boat-thing out to the waters of the lake.

"Comeon! Youwantaboatyougotaboat! Hopin!"I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
09/29/2002 6:14 PM

OOC: Sorry to see you go Sylvan.. (I'm trying to get it going in the right direction. I have officially found out that lots of people are hard to manage..
Stupid cain, this was all your fault!!

BIC: Cain was completely stupified over Ace's sudden contraption, but also upset that he had one. He let everyone on before himself, and finnaly got on after the people had coaxed him enough. He jumped on, totally burrying himself in his robes, and taking out a book. Anything to keep him from looking out on the water...

"So, we're on here now...how long do you suppose we'll be out here..." He sighed, looking back over his shoulder at dry land, longing to sit back out on it. But, he noticed someone there. It was a person, that was sure, and he seemed to be giving the finger..

"Alright...who was that...?" He thought to himself, looking over the man...

"Oh my god....." He saw the flames licking over the treetops, consuming everything behind him. He gasped, his eyes widening in disbelief

"Does that guy think I did that??" He continued to look at the man, who was shouting questionable things at them now..and others joined him, shouting out curses.

"Insane..I hope they don't follow us.."I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

berreo
09/29/2002 7:36 PM

Flopsam continued to swear and yell as he ran waist deep into the water. " I shall avenge my town if it is the last thing I do, I swear it. You shall not commit a deed like this without it being know. Guards, out wiht your weapons we must persue these brutes." With that Flopsam pulled out his longsword, a deep red gleaming sword of dwarvern make. These treacherous....beasts. They shall pay for their crime. Flopsam continued running in the water waving his arms untill and large wooden boat floated up beside him. Noticing it was made of the formal vallenwood used for the knights of the town he hopped on aboard and began to yell out commands. " We must catch up, I say we MUST!"

OOC: Hope this okay with you guys, just filling in spot Silvan left.Death...sometimes slient, sometimes loud, but always something one can't afford.

Alanded
09/30/2002 2:43 AM


Flopsam continued running in the water waving his arms untill and large wooden boat floated up beside him. Noticing it was made of the formal vallenwood used for the knights of the town he hopped on aboard and began to yell out commands. " We must catch up, I say we MUST!"


Acetylbenzene looked at the funny men that were yelling and shouting behind them. Now that he was paying attention they seemed pretty upset, and though he had no idea why that was the case he decided it might be better if he never found out. Dragging an outboard motor from his pack, he attached it to the dinghy.

"Hangontight!" He said in warning to the others before he yanked the rip-cord. Instantly the 800 horsepower engine roared to life and they shot off across the surface of the lake, the entire front end of the dinghy riding several inches above the water, with a spume of water shooting up high behind them becaue of the churning propellers.

OOC: If Flopsam is actually upposed to catch up to us I suppose the motor can always sputter and die out suddenly. This would be a rare occurence with Ace's inventions though cause he's one of those gnomes who have been exiled because their inventions always work.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

schuey10
09/30/2002 6:17 AM

Scorn did not quite understand the full extent of his Masters plans, but who was he to question him.

Walking to the edge of the hill they stood on, he looked down at the town for a moment...."Pity", he said, a sarcastic smile apparant on his face. With that said, he jumped from the edge, for a few moments he fell towards the hard ground. At the last moment the boy was gone and in his place a jet black raven. The bird caught an up draft and banked to the right, the vapor that was his Master was just up ahead.

[Edited by schuey10 on Monday, September 30, 2002 6:20 AM]

berreo
09/30/2002 2:51 PM

OOC: About Flopsam, He's not supposed to catch up yet but once you guys reach Flotsam then he will eventually catch up.Death...sometimes slient, sometimes loud, but always something one can't afford.

Phobic_rion
09/30/2002 4:08 PM

OOC: Flopsam eh? Good idea. It's still a shame Sylvan couldn't have stuck around..probably too busy. And...outboard moter?! LOL^^ You should have seen the look on my face..

BIC: Cain fell to the nottom of the boat, trying to hold on to himself as the 800 horsepower contraption flew over the water, loosing the man who was trying to catch up with oars. Cain finnaly managed to sit up, looking back, his hood flying out behind him, along with his crazy hair. He laughed menatically, enjoying himself completely.

"This is great! Whoo!! Can't catch us now you hooligans!! Nanernaner!!" He stuck out his tounge, turning back to Ace joyfully.

"You..are my new best freind!" He laughed again, leaning back to enjoy the ride.

"Shouldn't take any time at all now to get to Flotsam!"I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

berreo
10/01/2002 5:45 PM

" Arghh, may Paladine curse their souls and may Reorx grind them with his hammer. They shan't get away, I say they shan't! Mhmm, we'll never catch up this way. I have an idea. Boatman pull over to the shore..yes over there where the villagers have crowded."

This will be a vey brave plot indeed Flopsam thought to himself as he began to make the preparations in his head.Death...sometimes slient, sometimes loud, but always something one can't afford.

Alanded
10/02/2002 4:02 AM


"This is great! Whoo!! Can't catch us now you hooligans!! Nanernaner!!" He stuck out his tounge, turning back to Ace joyfully.

"You..are my new best freind!" He laughed again, leaning back to enjoy the ride.


"Thanks!" Acetylbenzene said. "Butshouldn'tsomeonebesteering?"

OOC: Ace might be good at inventing stuff, but he's a lousy navigator. Which means if someone doesn't take over control of the rudder soon, an accident is bound to happen...I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
10/02/2002 2:16 PM

Cain suddenly looked up from his place, his eyes widening.

"Don't you know how to do that??!!" He screamed, huddling to the bottom of the boat.

"Ace...why do you..oh nevermind! There's got to be a way to do this!!"I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Alanded
10/03/2002 11:30 AM


Cain suddenly looked up from his place, his eyes widening.

"Don't you know how to do that??!!" He screamed, huddling to the bottom of the boat.

"Ace...why do you..oh nevermind! There's got to be a way to do this!!"


Acetylbenzene solemnly pulls out an instruction booklet on handling outboard dinghies and passes it to Cain.

"Ihopeyoucanspeedread."I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
10/03/2002 2:12 PM

Cain sighed, taking the book, thankfull that he could read pretty well.

"Ok, let's see..." He ran over the words almost as quickly as a gnome talks, raising an eyebrow. He was generally confuzed, trying to figure out what it meant with all the switches and doodads.

"Ace, sometimes I wonder where you get some of thse things.." He was cut short, screaming as they zoomed head long into land, which was only feet away. He fell to the bottom of the boat.

"DUCK AND COVER!!!!" He screamed as the book fell into the water below.


I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Alanded
10/04/2002 9:56 AM


"Ace, sometimes I wonder where you get some of thse things.." He was cut short, screaming as they zoomed head long into land, which was only feet away. He fell to the bottom of the boat.

"DUCK AND COVER!!!!" He screamed as the book fell into the water below.


The entire dinghy ROCKETED out of the water, its speed pushing it for several metres across the sandy lake shore, the propellers throwing up great clods of dirt with a horrible grinding sound before sputtering and dying out, the blades all twisted and bent.

Acetylbenzene rubbed his sore nose as he took stock of the situation. He'd banged it up really bad when the boat had grounded itself. "Well, atleastwemanagedtogettotheotherside," he said. "Iseveryoneelseokay?"I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Alanded
10/07/2002 9:45 AM

OOC: Where is everyone???I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

schuey10
10/07/2002 10:33 AM

OOC: Still flyin around, watching you guys in the boat.

Phobic_rion
10/07/2002 1:45 PM

OOC: I haven't a clue man. I think they all quit, because i haven't heard from any of them. Looks like it's just you me and the bad guy....

BIC: Cain picked himself out of the bottom of the boat, coughing insanely, a cloud of dust surrounding him. He waved his long sleeves around, stumbling out of the wrecked boat and onto the ground, only to trip over his own robes and land head first in the dirt. He grumbled furiously, picking himself up into a sit.

"Gah. Just great. Now I'm dirty....oh well. Ace? Ca you do me a favor, and don't use something you don't know how to??" He grumbled, drawing little pictures in the ground.

"Let's get out of here. Might as well stop standing around."I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

schuey10
10/07/2002 1:56 PM

OOC: I'm just trying to do my best to stay involved in the story, obviously Maugetar has something planned for later, but not much I can do till then.

IC: Scorn flew high above the lake, he saw the dingy speeding out of control until finally it beached itself. "Blundering idiots" he squawked to himself.

berreo
10/07/2002 6:34 PM

" Assemble!" yelled Flopsam as he swung his hand around and lifted his sword to let the sun gleam of its polished edges. He took a minute to admire the contraption they had built. Although he was no gnome, he still knew how to construct a preliminary version of a catapult using the knowledge he had obtained in the old days of war. He knew his plan was risky but he was a man of danger and adventure, and he swore to avenge his town. No Solmanic knights would go back on his words. The scout in the tree sprang down in front of them. " They have landed on shore and it appears their boat has crashed." "Very well, hoist me up," said Flopsam and he braced himself as they flung him into the catapult. "On my count of three you shall cut the rope. Aim...One...Two..ARGGH" Flopsam exclaimed as he felt himself lifted into the air and flung forward before he had finished his count.Death...sometimes slient, sometimes loud, but always something one can't afford.

Alanded
10/08/2002 4:35 AM


"Gah. Just great. Now I'm dirty....oh well. Ace? Ca you do me a favor, and don't use something you don't know how to??" He grumbled, drawing little pictures in the ground.

"Let's get out of here. Might as well stop standing around."


"Right, thennexttimemaybeyoucanthinkofawaytocrossthelake." Ace muttered under his breath, as he trudged along behind Cain. He thought he heard a short, distant, scream that went something like AAAAHH! but put it off to his imagination and a side effect of the rough landing.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Maugetar
10/08/2002 9:07 AM

OOC:Urk, sorry Schuey, didn't realise I was cramping you. I'll try and give Scorn things to do in future....if I can think of anything that is.

IC: The cloud of mist that had previously been the blackrobe was floating along over the lake, watching the bizzare antics of Cain and the gnome with mild interest. This was abruptly and rudely interrupted as a screaming Solomanic Knight came flying through him, apparently on his way to the other side of the lake.

"Scorn! Get that Knight!""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Phobic_rion
10/08/2002 1:31 PM

Cain abruptly stopped his walking, turning his head in the direction of a scream. Back on the lake? He peered out, his eyes widening at the sight of the mage and the odd man going after him. He backed up several steps, suddenly breaking out inot a run without a word said.

"$%IP^($I*%&$^(%%$^#" He cursed over and over, clearing a bush with ease. No robes where going to keep him from running like a lunitic.

"I just can't GET AWAY FROM THSES GUYS!!!!" He grabbed Ace by the wrist, dragging the poor little gnome along with him, kciking up dust and getting the hell out of there.

He looked back, finnaly slowing, and panting heavilly. When he was completely sure they where out of his sight, he fell to the ground with a heave, trying to catch his breath. He leaned up against a tree, tilting his head back to the sky.

"Why the hell are those guys after me!?" He said through gasps. He held his head, taking out the ltitle rock. There was something different about it..was it..smaller? No. Just his immagination. He looked over at Ace. He hadn't a clue why these people where persuing him. The only thing that crossed his mind was to get to hwre he had to, and find out what this thing was, and what to do with it.



OOC: Yo!! I feel like talking to the world. Looks like this story has thinned out the characters, so It'll be mich easier to kep track I'm thinking. I haven't gotten lost yet!! (thanks for sticking with me. It's going just in the direction I'd planned it!! That's suprizing. )I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

berreo
10/08/2002 6:48 PM

Flopsam pulled out his trumpet and began to play a Solmanic battle hymn. This abruptly ended on a sputtered note as he flew straight through a mage sending him spinning about in the air. He looked back, feathers in his face to see a bird squacking at him and the mage waving his hands and cursing. " By Paladine's Sword," Flopsam crossed himself and muttered a prayer under his breath. He saw the group of bandits that had set fire to his town. " Revenge will soon be mine!" he yelled in a booming voice as he flew toward them.Death...sometimes silent, sometimes loud, but always something one can't afford.

[Edited by berreo on Tuesday, October 8, 2002 6:53 PM]

eswiftfire
10/08/2002 11:00 PM

OOC: I'm tossing in some cameo characters. Recap please?Eliar spat in rage and clapped his hands twice, ten male dwarves in pink dresses pop out from the floorboards and dance a graceful ballet.

"In your dreams man,
Swim very well I can,
Zap you with my lightning,
Until you start crying."

-Eliar Swiftfire in the 'The Future Fellowship'

Phobic_rion
10/09/2002 1:00 PM

Cam....eo...I'd first like to know what that was...and if it was just for no...good reason...but otherwise, then sure. Why not?? We only have four!! So, if you think you can jump in, then by all means do so!
I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

schuey10
10/10/2002 9:48 AM

OOC: Maugetar, no big deal.
OOC: Wasn't Cameo a rapper from the 80's, are you playing him, red cod piece and all?.....Anyway, Cain was in Solace with some sort of magical artifact, when a Black robed mage and myself (shapeshifting apprentice wizard) attacked the town and set some houses on fire, while Cain escaped. he was joined by a big group of characters who seem to have left. now it's just him and Alanded on a dingy, Alanded is a Gnome. We are following him in an effort to get the magical artifact. They are escaping a flying solamnic because he thinks they set fire to the town. Good enough?

Phobic_rion
10/10/2002 3:21 PM


a rapper from the 80


Sorry Est...no rapers...we don't like little boys and girls getting raped...and Shuey! I'm amazed! You keep better track of what's gone on that I do!!
(that's not bad though...)I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

schuey10
10/11/2002 5:03 AM

OOC; Rapper, as in rap music....not rape. Oh, and thanks :)

Alanded
10/13/2002 12:44 AM


Flopsam pulled out his trumpet and began to play a Solmanic battle hymn. This abruptly ended on a sputtered note as he flew straight through a mage sending him spinning about in the air. He looked back, feathers in his face to see a bird squacking at him and the mage waving his hands and cursing. " By Paladine's Sword," Flopsam crossed himself and muttered a prayer under his breath. He saw the group of bandits that had set fire to his town. " Revenge will soon be mine!" he yelled in a booming voice as he flew toward them.


Ace looked back up into the sky again as he heard the trumpet being played, and his eyes opened wide in surprise as he saw the flying human that was screaming something at them, as well as a bird and a black cloudy thing.

Reaching forward, he tugged urgently on Cain's robes to get his attention. "Ithinkwe'reintroubleagain." the gnome said, as he pointed at the strange sights.
I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
10/14/2002 7:09 AM

Cain turned around at the gnomes tugging.

"My freind, I belive you're on to something. So, I suppose, the only thing we can do...would be get the hell out of here. Wouldn't you aggree?" He sighed, turning around and jogging into the forest, praying that nobody would follow.

"I wonder what...happened to those..other guys any...how.." He panted, leanin against a tree for support. The last thing he needed was those guys ratting on his place.

"How far are we from Flotsam anyhow..?"I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

schuey10
10/14/2002 9:37 AM

Scorn was flying high above the lake when suddenly, out of knowhere, a human almost knocked him out of the air. Flapping his wings furiously the bird managed to regain control of his flight.

A few seconds later the human began plummeting towards the lakes surface. "This I have got to see" he cackled. He tucked his wings close to his body and dove after the human.

berreo
10/16/2002 3:59 PM

Flopsam was nearing the end of his song when he abruptly was stopped by a long branch which hit him square across the face. The trumpet flew from his hand and he landed 100 meters away from the group of bandits. He almost immidiatly began to sink in the water, his heavy armour weighing him down. "No, I must not die before I have my revenge." Summoning all the strength he started to swim as fast as he could towards the fleeing group.Death...sometimes slient, sometimes loud, but always something one can't afford.

Phobic_rion
10/17/2002 1:44 PM

Cain looked back to the water, stunned to see that man after him again!

"Ace, I know I'd rather not ask, but this is desperate. You have anything for this guy!? We've got to get him off us!" He sighed, looking over down the way again.

OOC: Hey guys...it seems we've lost over half the players, and this thing is going down...*sobs like a pansie* The first one I ever wrote, and It'sgone! Gone! Oh well...I hope we can keep it going! I understand homework and that kind of thing...i guess I have too much time on my hands...darn. Oh well, thanks guys for sticking around.I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Maugetar
10/18/2002 10:22 AM

The cloud of mist sped after his bird-formed apprentice, a chant humming from somewhere within it, moments later a fireball exploded on the lake's surface, catching Flopsam in the painful, but not lethal, wash.

Tut-tut Cain. Not only did you launch fireballs around that village - you're fireing them at Solamanics now?

Another spell and the mud ground beneath Cain and Ace's feet had turned to a gloopy mud that caught their feet and sucked at their shoes, slowing them down to almost a crawl."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Phobic_rion
10/19/2002 9:07 PM

Cain noticed that his feet where...getting stuck..

"Oh...in the name of paladine!!!!" Cain swore as loudly as he could have managed. First people comming after him, and then getting slowed down...

"This is just great..." He looked behind him, trying to keep his ever growing fear under check....He gasped, seeing the mage over the water...Flopsam flying..the bird..He tried to keep himself standing..but it just didn't seem like the world was real anymore...

He blinked, trying to keep things in focus..he felt himself hit the ground, jarring his head on something hard...trying to stay awake...don't go out..Darkness....I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

eswiftfire
10/20/2002 2:37 AM

OOC: Well, I'll appear when you've reached the land. Have no fear.Eliar spat in rage and clapped his hands twice, ten male dwarves in pink dresses pop out from the floorboards and dance a graceful ballet.

"In your dreams man,
Swim very well I can,
Zap you with my lightning,
Until you start crying."

-Eliar Swiftfire in the 'The Future Fellowship'

Alanded
10/21/2002 12:00 AM

OOC: Sorry for the long absence, guys.

BIC:

Ace was not happy. That was not exactly a new development. He had not been happy with the fact that this little excursion was distracting him from his Life Quest. Nor was he happy that there was a seemingly psychotic warrior swiming very determinedly after them. But when the ground suddenly turned into runny goop, his previous unhappiness, which was mostly annoyance since he was really a patient gnome and all, reached new heights. He was in fact, beginning to get seriously pissed off.

"*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*ing *BEEEEEEP* HELL." He said as he looked promptly sank up to his waist in the brown muck. "Somebodygetmeoutofthismess!" He looked around, hoping to get Cain's attention and his help, only to see the mage out cold in the muck and sinking quickly downwards out of sight.

"Thatcan'tbegood." Ace said as he strugggled to get at his pack and find something that would save both him and the mage. "Sonicstunner. Nope. Coffeemaker. Thatwon'tdoeither. N2mine. Whatgoodwouldthatdo? Ahha!" He cried triumphantly, drawing something out of his pack. "Agrapplegun! Just the thing!"

Aiming it at a tree that was NOT mired in muck, he fired it, the claws of the grappling hook snagging firmly against its branches. Pressing a button on the gun itself, a tiny motor began reeling the line in, pulling him through the muck towards firm ground. Angling his approach, he caught hold of Cain's robes, tugging the nage along behind him to safety.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Alanded
10/23/2002 6:56 AM


Angling his approach, he caught hold of Cain's robes, tugging the nage along behind him to safety.


A few moments later, Acetylbenzene gasped in relief as he hauled himself onto firm ground. Staring in disgust at all the crappy goop that was now stuck onto him, he glanced around at his other companions.

Except that there was only Cain, still unconscious and lying at his feet.

"Eh?Wheredidalltheothersgo? Oh well."

Shrugging, he turned his attention back towards Cain, wondering what to do with him...

OOC: Figured now would be a good time to do away with all the people that had left this thread. I didn't specifically say that they got sucked down into the goop, so if they want to rejoin or anything, all they've got to do is post with a good sounding explanation for their absence.

BTW, phobic, if Cain doesn't wake up now, Ace will probably try to get a piece of the Xylonite and then he'll probably try to leave you, cause that's what he was following you around for in the first place. And, there's a reason why he's researching explosives, you might want to ask him sometime. That is, it will probably change the quest, so this is only if we've come to a dead end or something.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
10/24/2002 1:54 PM

Cain jumped up in a frenzy, his eyes darting around. The last thing he remembered was that whacked guy, and nothing. He saw Ace, sitting over nearby throwing out curses in every direction at once, but it seemed as though they where alone.

"Phew..hey.." He saw the thing attached to the tree...

"You, save me didn't you. well, that's a good thing..." He sighed, leaning back and trying to get off the junk all over him. Nasty, he thought involantarily. He looked over at Ace, who seemed just as pissed as ever.

"Hey, I've got something for you. Why exactly are you following me..I mean, not that i mind, but...realy. I thought Dwarves had some job to do all the time. So, is that following me?" He looked extremely interested, as a piece of hair fell in his face. he brushed the bang aside, waiting.

OOC: NOO!! I'd never let this go. seriously. And Esty? Whe're on land. Thanks for the pointer. I wouldn't have asked otherwise...wow.I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Alanded
10/25/2002 2:30 AM


"Hey, I've got something for you. Why exactly are you following me..I mean, not that i mind, but...realy. I thought Dwarves had some job to do all the time. So, is that following me?" He looked extremely interested, as a piece of hair fell in his face. he brushed the bang aside, waiting.


OOC: GNOME! not dwarf! :D

BIC:

Ace sopped swearing and looked at Cain. The human seemed genuinely interested, and maybe he would be willing to help out, so he decided to come clean and tell him the whole story.

"Idon'tactuallyresearchfertilizers. Imakeexplosives. It'swhatmyfamilyhasalwaysdone. Butafewmonthsago, acometwasspottedheadingtowardsKrynn, andHisIngeniousnesstheMostHighConglomerate, whoistheleaderofalloutcastgnomes, orderedmetobuildabomb. ThisbombwouldthenbeusedtoblowupthecometandsaveKrynn. Thisiswhereyoucomein. WhatyouhavegotthereisXylonium, themostexplosivesubstanceeverknowntognomekind, a smallpieceofitwouldallowmetobuildthebombthatwouldsaveusall. So, nowthatyou'veheardmystory, willyouletmehaveapieceofit?"

Ace looked hopefully at Cain.


OOC: I know, I know, I ripped off the plot from Armegeddon. So sue me!!! (or not) :D


And expect a guest appearance by a comet summoning dude from FF7. :D:D:DD:D:D:DI'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
10/31/2002 12:39 PM

OOC: Damnit! I hate it when I do that...gnome..got it.

BIC: Cain stared wide eyed at the GNOME, feeling sorry he'd even asked the GNOME that question. He'd gotten a lot out of it though...maybe that was a talent of his..

"So, you're saying, that you need a piece of that stupid rock of mine to save the world.." He asked skeptically. He raised an eyebrow.

"So I'll be all alone once you get that huh. Well that leaves me kind of bored..but, if it'll save the world...wait..." He thought, remembering what the man had said to him..

"I'm not supposed to give it to ANYONE..but..." He pondered, scratching off some of the dirt on him. Crazy...this is most likely the worst descicion of my life. Listen to an old guy, or save the world...I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Alanded
11/01/2002 5:36 AM


"I'm not supposed to give it to ANYONE..but..." He pondered, scratching off some of the dirt on him. Crazy...this is most likely the worst descicion of my life. Listen to an old guy, or save the world...



"Yes, what???" Ace stared at Cain, fidgeting nervously. He hoped the human wasn't going to ask for gold, he only had about fifty steel on him for travelling expenses.I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
11/01/2002 2:50 PM

"Ehh....I just don't realy want to be all alone..." Cain sighed, leaning against a nearby tree. This was tough indeed.

"I mean, it's been fun and all, but you'll just go away, and then, what does that leave me with...nobody to talk to, that's what..." He sighed again, fixing his hair for the fiftieth time

OOC: Where's est. He said he'd blow up crap...I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Maugetar
11/01/2002 3:05 PM

Before Cain could answer Ace, a faint, misted figure appeared above the treetops with a roar of triumph,

"Ah! Here we are!"

A roaring hail of fireballs immolulated several nearby tees, then the semi-transparent floating mage began to chant in a rather ominous-sounding spell...."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
11/01/2002 10:37 PM


A roaring hail of fireballs immolulated several nearby tees, then the semi-transparent floating mage began to chant in a rather ominous-sounding spell....


"Ahhhhhh!" Ace screamed in terror like a little schoolgirl and fumbled in his pack for a weapon, pulling out...

a bright red fire extinguisher.

"Ohwell, heregoesnothing..." The gnome pressed down on the trigger and directed a spray of white foam at the ethereal mage. He looked anxiously to see if there was any effect...I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Maugetar
11/02/2002 2:24 AM

The Blackrobe stood there fuming, the foam from the fire extinguisher dripping off, and more uncomfortably, through him. It was damaging him in anyway - but it was certainly annoying. He decided not to risk any more fire spells and began summmoning troops to attack the pair - there were large numbers of dead in this area and skeletons to animate were easy to come by."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
11/02/2002 4:56 AM


The Blackrobe stood there fuming, the foam from the fire extinguisher dripping off, and more uncomfortably, through him. It was damaging him in anyway - but it was certainly annoying. He decided not to risk any more fire spells and began summmoning troops to attack the pair - there were large numbers of dead in this area and skeletons to animate were easy to come by.


"Ace gulped as the mage began chanting a new spell. He tuggedat Cain's robes urgently. "Whateveryouwanttosay, Ithinkyoucansayitlater. Let'sjustrun!!!"I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Alanded
11/06/2002 4:30 AM

Ace dashed through the woods, tugging Cain along behind him. He oculd no longer see the mage, but the sound of his incantations wove throughthe air around them, making his skin tingle and the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

"Ohshitohshitohshitohshit! ThisisNOTgood!!! We'vegottofindsomeplacetohide!!!!"

That was when he saw the cave.

It was almost completely hidden by the leafy undergrowth, a small cleft in a rocky hill that led further back into darkness. If Ace had been an average-sized person, he would probably have missed seeing it. It seemed like the perfect hiding place.

"Quick, inhere!!!"I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
11/09/2002 10:41 AM

"Wahhhh!!!" Cain screamed as the gnome carried him along and shoved him into a hole. He had swallowed his words at the sight of the mage, wh seemed to be having a lovely time chasing the two everywhere they went.

"that guy has got issues!" He panted to catch his breath. All the exertion was catching up to him. He looked over at Ace, who looked like he would have a heart attack, and peered out the little opening. that guy was surely still out there..somewhere.

OOC: I'm sooo sorry you guys..I haven't been here as much as I should...and I'm not realy doing well today. oh well, I'm trying to keep up. you seem alright without me for the most part. Thanks for your cooperation, and Ace, you can play my character if absolutely nescesarrry, but i don't plan on giving you tha thing untill we get where wher're going. if you're curious.
I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

Alanded
12/04/2002 5:15 AM


"that guy has got issues!" He panted to catch his breath. All the exertion was catching up to him. He looked over at Ace, who looked like he would have a heart attack, and peered out the little opening. that guy was surely still out there..somewhere.


"I have something that can help." Ace said, pulling out a small metallic device from his pouch. "Trust me," he said to Cain, fiddling with the knobs and dials on it for a moment, then reaching out to touch Cain. There was a flash of blinding light, and then they had vanished...


OOC:

Phobic, I brought it to a sort of end, like I said I would. (It's meant to be a cliffhanger: "Oh my god! Where did they go!!! That sort of thing. ) Anyway, there's two ways to continue. One we make a sequel when you can post freely, or two we splice this into Future Fellowship Two. Heh heh. Of course we probably won't have the meteorite thingy and the Sephiroth as villain bit. :D Let me know when you can post regularly again, 'K?

I'm tired about all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want -an adorable pancreas?

Jean Kerr, The Snake has all the Lines, 1958

Paying alimony is like feeding hay to a dead horse.

Groucho Marx

Phobic_rion
12/07/2002 12:16 PM

OOC: ooohhh..I'm so wondering. FF2? I donno. I won't be ablwe to post freely if my mom doesn't give my name back, and if she doesn't, then not untill summer!!! waahahaha!! but 'm being a good little girl, so I think I'll get one eventually...I hadn't known him well but now i wish I had...
I'll never be able to let it go...never have a life of my own...
Don't worry...you'll be avenged. ~Cain (Unnamed story)

eswiftfire
12/09/2002 12:43 AM

OOC: Yeah, it's time for you to enter FF2~!Eliar spat in rage and clapped his hands twice, ten male dwarves in pink dresses pop out from the floorboards and dance a graceful ballet.

"In your dreams man,
Swim very well I can,
Zap you with my lightning,
Until you start crying."

-Eliar Swiftfire in the 'The Future Fellowship'

Phobic_rion
07/18/2003 1:36 PM

Jeez Swifty, if you want me in it THAT badly... OH, and Alanded, if you'd like to try and continue this story, I can play now!!! I realy wanted to finnish and I'm freaking that I had to go back three pagees to find this one!! It's the first and only that I'd ever started and I intend to FINNISH IT!!!! Oh well...you still wanna play?"Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely must go somewhere!" - Marmelodov | Crime and Punishement (Fyodor Dostoevsky)

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