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Kitiara99
10/08/2002 1:17 PM

OOC: This is an attempt at starting another thread similar to what DarkDalamar tried to do. His thread seemed to show a lot of promise, but then it just kind of ended. Since I really liked the idea, I took my character, the setting, and came up with a bit of a plot. Here goes:

Dansalie (my character) is an elven "cleric," who works at the temple of Habbakuk. In reality, she runs a thief/assasin organization within Istar. I'd love to have a few other characters who are involved in her organization.

Other character oppurtunities could be heads of theives guilds, assassins, bounty hunters, that work within Istar, and the corrupt clerics and government officials they work for/depend on for money, jobs/etc. With just these character's there's a lot of opportunity for intrigue and back-stabbing and rather interesting rp'ing. So... we'd need both the mercenary/bounty hunter types and various clerics and officials with varying degrees of corruption. But if you have another character you want to play, go right ahead!

In addition, I have an idea for a villain/bad guy type, which could be several characters, that would give the thread some sort of a plot. If you want to help with this (please!!!) email me (sara_elvenmage@yahoo.com) and we can come up with something.

Sooo.... I hope this stays alive, I'm going to try really hard to post every day. I understand a lot of people have school and work so if this is a kind of slow-moving thread, thats fine with me. And while I'm rambling: Silliness is most permissable in this thread! ( ;) Swifty!)

How about everyone post their character's first (if groups of character's want to work together that's cool) and then we'll get started.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/08/2002 1:49 PM

Vincent Si'Arius, a human assassin.

He likes to work alone, but always excepts jobs from people looking for his skill. He is most talented in his "profession". He likes to stay to the shadows. But he also likes challenges. He will often walk up to city guards or officials and engage them in conversation to win their trust. But in reality, he is always plotting, always waiting for the next kill. He has many ties to people inside various guilds and sects of Istar. He will answer to higher ups, but whether he follows the orders or does what would best suit him, only he can say. More can be added when the story actually starts. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Wyrbender
10/08/2002 3:22 PM

Wyrbender Dragonfodder: Kender extrordanair, Knight of Hylo, Order of the Sparrow, and all around good guy.


Belongs to one of the theives guilds...(now get this...wait for it...wait for it...now!) But he thinks its a Lost and Found guild. Someone loses something, you find it in your pouch. He thinks the guild works to return the items, and anything not claimed is keepable. Hes not a theif of course, no kender is. It would be an insult to even think so! But what he doesn't know can't kill him....unless he didnt know that the code to the Amulet of Instant Death was "Yoyo". That might kill him. But i think it would be funny to have a kender in the theives guild and not even know it.Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

[Edited by Wyrbender on Tuesday, October 8, 2002 3:24 PM]

Phobic_rion
10/08/2002 4:41 PM

Ashley Selby, Human assassin at large.

Ashley is a very quiet, laid back guy, brunette-head, not much in the way of dress beyond Black and chains and what not....Extremely loyal freind. When he says the job'll be done, he means the job'll be done, and done right, with no evidence left behind. He's not always easy to deistiguish, since he has a knack for blending in with the croud. Don't expect him to be nice to you rght of the get go. It would obvoiusly be hard to get his trust..

OOC: Whaddaya think?!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)

Kitiara99
10/08/2002 4:52 PM

OOC: Yay! Good characters! I'm just going to wait a day or so to give some more people a chance. Cleric/official types, anyone? *Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

eswiftfire
10/08/2002 10:56 PM

Eliar Swiftfire
Schtolheim Erynius Reinbach
King Ai Mer Beech von Marderfarker the 14th
Bardus

Pick one.

((is the Cataclysm going to happen?))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'

eswiftfire
10/08/2002 10:59 PM

Wait. Me wanna play a young human Government Official.

His name is... hmm... hell, I'll toss Bardus in just to let him gain recognition. Gimme a last name, my dears.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'

DarkDalamar20
10/08/2002 11:14 PM

Bardus Athhole Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

eswiftfire
10/08/2002 11:57 PM

Marvelous! What a grand magnificent name! Bardus Athhole then! Councilman Atthole!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'

Maugetar
10/09/2002 12:00 PM

OOC:If it's okay with you Kitiara, I'd like to 'import' Mohrg, your left hand man from DarkDalamars thread. If there's anything about the thread and especialy Dansalie's organisation I need to know email me at psycoticowen@hotmail.com"Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kitiara99
10/09/2002 3:53 PM

OOC: Alrighty, awesome Maugetar. Let's see, maybe I'll wait to give a few more people a chance, otherwise I'll start later tonight.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Kitiara99
10/09/2002 5:28 PM

OOC: I'll start now, but if anyone still wants to join, they're completely welcome. :)

BIC: Dansalie rose early to perform her duties at the temple of Habbakuk. This particular morning, she was the only attendent present.... the head clerics were off amusing themselves at the Arena. She didn't mind, the solitude gave her time to think freely, a precious commodity in light of the recent Edict of Thought Control.

A noble family walked reverentially into the temple; a father, mother, and the eldest son. "The LaReyans." Dansalie thought to herself. A rich and prominent family. Lady LaReyan stepped forward. "Greetings, revered daughter. My family plans to leave on a ocean voyage tommorow, and we seek Habbakuk's favor. We hoped to deposit our offerings here, and perhaps offer a few humble prayers to our god." Not a glint of greed showed in Dansalie's emerald eyes: she had carefully schooled herself to show only compassion.

"Of course, my good lord and lady." Dansalie replied deferentially. "If you leave your offerings in this alcove, you are free to go and pray in the chapel." The three vistors agreed and proceeded into the adjoined room to pray. After a little under half an hour they left, and Dansalie walked towards the alcove to retrieve their treasures. She placed several of the larger jewels, and a considerable amount of money, in the temple coffers. She placed the remaining money and jewelry in her own bag, and left a note for the head priest indicating the size of the LaReyan's donation. (Subtracting, of course, her own gains.)

Dansalie strolled down the street during the noon hour, greeting the few people she passed. She became so engrossed in staring at a parade of slaves that she never saw the young woman hurrying down the street. Dansalie, therefore, was rather startled to bump into her, and found her bag knocked to the ground. Dansalie recognized the woman as Lisi LaReyan, daughter of the temple visitors, just as a distinctive looking bracelet tumbled out of her bag. She hastily scooped it up, but not before she noticed the startled look on Lisi's face. That girl was meddlesome already, there was no knowing what conclusions she might draw. Dansalie hurried home, the encounter weighing on her mind.

Later that evening Dansalie walked towards a local tavern she often frequented. She had a few pieces of jewelry to dispose of, as well as a potential threat. What I need, she muttered, is an assasin. And a thief with connections, though that didn't worry her too much. This particular tavern was frequented by Istar's most intelligent criminals, and if she couldn't find what she wanted here, she never would.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

[Edited by Kitiara99 on Wednesday, October 9, 2002 5:30 PM]

QueshuWarrior
10/09/2002 7:12 PM

Sorin, a 25 year old man with black hair, stood at the entrance of "The Drunken Minotaur", the local tavern. He was put on guard duty there. The head guard told him that they needed someone to keep an eye on some unknown assassins throughout the city. He was put there because "The Drunken Minotaur" was famous for its roughness inside, a likely place for assassins and thiefs.

Sorin was growing very tired. He began twirling his spear on the ground in boredom. He was one of the highest ranked guards in the city, and went through one of the most difficult guard schools.

Suddenly a woman, who didnt appear too threatening approached the tavern entrance.

" What business do you have in The Drunken Minotaur?" Sorin could not help but smile at the woman.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Kitiara99
10/09/2002 7:42 PM

Dansalie smiled charmingly at the young man. "Just headin' in for a drink, dearie!" she replied in her best poor-human accent. With her hair cleverly arranged to hid her elven ears, she could almost pass for a fine boned human. She was pretty sure many people assumed she was half-elven, although one could never be sure.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/09/2002 8:19 PM

Vincent Si'Arius at inside The Drunken Minotaur eying the most notorious criminals of Istar. Vincent himself was an assassin by trade. Though he dabbled in other things. He was a theif, though not as good of one as he would have liked. Killing was his job, it was what he had fun doing. There was little that made Vincent happy, but murder was one of the few things that did.

He heard a commotion outside the entrance of the tavern. The guard was stopping a woman at the entrance and asking her questions. Vincent had never realized why a tavern such as this needed a guard, but there were some things better left unasked. Vincent knew the woman. He didn't know how her knew here, but there was something about her that striked Vincent as interesting. She was trying to hard to hide something, but what that was, only time could tell.

He called over to a tavern wench and ordered another ale. He sat against the far wall, keeping his back opposite to the door. He liked to know who came into the tavern before they saw him. Vincent had many enemies in the city. Though, those in his trade didn't have many friends.

"This looks interesting," Vincent mumbled to himself as the the guard still questioned the woman. He sipped on the rich ale and looked at the men and women sitting around him. Many of them were had hearts as dark as his. There were killers, rapists, theives, all who were packed shoulder to shoulder in this tavern.

"Interesting," Vincent said again, and sat back and watched what was going on around him.
Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Wyrbender
10/10/2002 6:39 AM

Wyrbender Dragonfodder is sitting at an empty table when the lady enters. He takes a small note of her, especially the eyes. Then he brings his attention back to his drink, Kender Punch. By the looks on the number of glasses on the table...hes quite use to this drink, for his gaze still holds intelligence and curiousity. He seems happy, even though he is all alone. Not only is his table empty of others, the surrounding tables are empty on the side faceing him. It seems no one wishes to chance his "curiousty". Like all kender, his clothing is covered in pockets and pouches, of differing sizes and colors, and a forked staff like weapon rests against the chair next to him. Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

[Edited by Wyrbender on Thursday, October 10, 2002 2:44 PM]

Maugetar
10/10/2002 11:09 AM

Mohrg almost sniggered as he heard Dansalie affect the near-human accent. Then he leaned forward out of the shadows, makeing himself known to his boss as she looked around the tavern. He took a gulp of his drink and waited to see what she was here for.."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kitiara99
10/10/2002 2:20 PM

Dansalie slipped passed the human guard with another charming smile. He didn't seem particularly threatening. She caught Morhg's eye and nodded meaningfully towards him. She then strolled up to the bar, carefully noting the other visitors. She bought a drink and joined Morhg at his table, glancing around once to make sure no one was paying attention to them.

"I saw that look!" she told him, laughing. "You maing fun of my human accent?" The she continued more seriously. "Business as usual at the temple today, I have some jewelry to dispose of. Its the usual sort, which means it shouldn't present much of a problem. Meet me outside of here in a couple hours and I'll pass it off to you. Naturally, you get a 20% cut of whatever you sell it for. Agreed?"

*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkSage
10/10/2002 2:26 PM

Jahl slipped in the front door, behind the guard before he could notice. He was a notorious thief, with a high reputation among those who shared his profession. Jahl was known to steal the jewels from a lady's neck, in broad daylight in the middle of Market Street.
Such was his reputation, and well true. His eyes were like the colour of the dark moon, and his hair like the midnight black sky. He was slight of figure, with wiry muscles. He was handsome, and caught many the eye of the beautiful maiden. Always he was dressed in black, black leather leggins and a black, many-pocketed leather vest over a bare chest.
On his person, he had a pouch at his hip, a knife in his elven boot (the spoils from another heist) and another concealed beneath his vest.

Phobic_rion
10/10/2002 3:15 PM

Ashley Selby's eyes wandered over the terrain, as he silently strided up to the inn. He smiled, seeing the person he was intended on. He walked up behind him, giving him a tap on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, sir, but you're freind has soemthing he wanted me to tell you, but we must talk in private if you don't mind..." Ashley winked, pulling the half drunk man off to the side, behind a few buildings. The man had no idea what he had just been dragged into. He watched Ashley carefully, but not carefully enough. A slight flash of blade. He gasped in shock at the knife through his chest, coughing up blood. He smiled in satisfaction, pulling the knife back out, and taking out the double katana and quickly slicing off his head without a word spoken.

"Another job well done.." He murmured to himself, cleaning off the two blades and stashing them under his black cloak quickly, and walking swiftly to the bar. Seemed like a good tim to get a drink to celebrate his victory. He treaded in, paying no heed to those around him, walking up to the bar and ordering a drink. He looked over at the lady beside him, talking to another. He tapped her lightly.

"So, you don't look like you're from around here..." He smirked, leaning against the bar as his drink was handed to him. He also noted the people in the back, along with the kender. This was strange, that so many different races would all be in one place..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)

Dark_Master
10/11/2002 1:05 AM

OOC: This has nothing to do with this thread, but am i the only one who sees that swiftfires number of posts have returned to zero, and his title to visitor.....whats up with that??Come see my site : http://pub63.ezboard.com/bthedream60488

On the wings of heaven does my spirit soar high,
Under the ocean does my heart swim free,
In the bones of the earth does my mind lie secure,
And in the pit of fire....my passion burns forever.

eswiftfire
10/11/2002 7:07 AM

OOC: I dunno. Either it is a glitch, bug or I got screwed by Mods. *shrugs* Doesn't matter. I'll get to see more dumbasses thinking that I'm a newbie.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'

Maugetar
10/11/2002 8:15 AM

Mohrg grinned as he downed the last of his drink,

"That was a human accent?"

With a shrug he turns his attention to business,

"Sure, I'll pass it onto Dreg - he's a good enough fence. You look a bit worried, something go wrong today?""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

eswiftfire
10/11/2002 9:46 AM

OOC: Hmm... how am i going to enter the fray, I wonder.... 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'

Wyrbender
10/11/2002 11:21 AM

OOC Hehe..no problem with fray entering for me. Kender normally are the cause of the fray...
IC:
Decides hes bored. Stands up, stretches, grabs his hoopak and looks around. Sees the lady that walked in before, sitting at a table talking. Smiles his cutest kender smile, drains the last of his Kender Punch, and walks over.
" 'Ello. I'm Wyrbender Dragonfodder. What you both talking about? Is it about minotaurs? My uncle got eaten by a minotaur once...or was it that he ATE a minotaur...hmmm. Anyways, whats your names? "
Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

Marshal_Medan
10/11/2002 11:50 AM

"Good day fine sirs! I am Larkin, and this is my compatriot, The Dean!. We wish to join your band of happy elves!" The man who called himself Larkin suddenly withdrew 3 salty goldfish from his coat. "I bring salty goldfish,and when the time is right, the taffy machine shall burn you."
In a flash of light, The Dean yelled "I bring in giant cow we bash cow over head!" and an instant later, the devil Cevromaises entered, floating around on one foot, his horns burning. He announced "Larkin and The Dean have returned, and all will bow to the salty goldfish!""Next thing you know there's money missing from the dresser and your daughter's knocked up. I've seen it a thousand times."

Phobic_rion
10/11/2002 12:54 PM

OOC: Ehhhhhh..riight. Hey Est, maybe you hit your limit of posts or something, and you couldn't go any farther, so it threw you cack down to nill?

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)

Kitiara99
10/11/2002 3:36 PM

OOC: Poor Swifty.

BIC: Dansalie was thinking of the best way to answer Morgh's question when Wyrbender showed up. Putting a forced smile on her face (she didn't like to make unnecessary enemies), she answered the kender. "I wouldn't recommend eating a minotaur. I've heard they taste rather unpleasant. Now, why don't you continue telling your story to my ever-so-friendly companion here, while I step off to get a drink?" Flashing a chessy smile and the kender, she got up and left. As she walked away, she winked at the miserable Morgh. It wasn't very nice of her to dump the kender on him, but what could she do?

She looked around the bar carefully. The job she needed done required a very good assasin. Preferably an unknown one. She spotted a man sitting at a table by himself, looking thoughtful. He had the coldly intelligent look of someone worth investigating. She walked purposefully across the room and took a seat at a table next to him, still sipping her drink.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Kitiara99
10/11/2002 4:03 PM

OOC: Speaking of poor Swifty, I thought I'd help him enter the thread. ;)

BIC: Dalthas Unpronouncableelvenlastname walked haughtily through the Kingpriest's temple. He had a Divine Decree that needed to be copied, and he couldn't find a scribe anywhere. Or an acolyte. Ah well, perhaps a Government Official would do. He had just the right one in mind.

"Bardus Athole!" he shouted, the sound reverberating through the walls. That name always sounded a little, well, wrong to him. He could never figure out why. Perhaps it was his speech defect.

"Where are you, you uthleth offithal or whatever it ith you call yourthelf!"*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

[Edited by Kitiara99 on Friday, October 11, 2002 4:04 PM]

Wyrbender
10/11/2002 4:08 PM

Looks after the lady, then takes her place and grins at the guy.
"She has a nice walk but her smile has something to work for. Hehehehe. Now where was I? Oh yes...well I forget if my uncle was eaten by a minotaur, or if he ate one, but a story I do remember is when my aunt Merrypouch accidently mistook a wand for kindling and put it in the campfire. The explosion it created, made a portal to an inescapable dimensional rift...which she came back to tell us about. But i wonder, if it was inescapable...howed she get out? Well i guess ill have to find one and find out myself. Anywho. Whats your name? I allready told you mine..."
Admires a jewel that recently fell into his pouch
"So what do you do for a living? Do you kill dragons? My mother kills dragons...they look like rabbits when she kill em...but thats cuz they try to trick her..."
Waits for his answers.Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

[Edited by Wyrbender on Friday, October 11, 2002 4:47 PM]

DarkDalamar20
10/11/2002 6:08 PM

OOC: Nice return Medan. Cows and salty goldfish. woo hoo. Oh, and Kit, that was about the funniest thing with the lisp. Haha, still gives me a smile.

IC: Vincent watched the woman with the pointy ears. He wanted to kill someone. Why not her? She looked vulnerable. She probably had many riches on her person, enough to let Vincent live comfortably for awhile. He took one last sip of his ale and stood up slowly. He walked over to where the woman was chatting amiably with a kender.

"This should be easy," he said to himself. A small smile broke on Vincent's lips. His job was so fun. People gave him room as he walked forward, they knew he was dangerous, they were smart.

He was a few feet away from the woman when he dropped his hand to his waist and pulled the long dagger from its sheath. "I'm sorry," he whisperd. Something he said before killing anyone.

The dagger came out with an almost silent scrape. He held it in a smooth and steady hand. Only a few more feet, her back was open, only a few more steps.... Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Kitiara99
10/12/2002 7:30 AM

Dansalie watched Vincent out of the corner of her eye as he rose and walked towards her. A dangerous man, clearly..... maybe even the assasin she needed. Her lips curled into a smile when she realized he was headed straight for her. She slipped a tiny dagger, barely more than a pin, out from beneath her cloak. It appeared she wouldn't have time to reach the one in her boot.

Dansalie spun around to face her would-be attacker. "Not so fast." She snapped, her voice barely audible. "I don't doubt you could kill me, but why? If you're as good as you seem to be, I might just have a job for you." And he was good, that Dansalie had to admit. She'd spun around, expecting him to still be a good ten feet away from her. In reality, he'd be inches away. A few more seconds, and she would have been dead.

OOC: DD, Dansalie had left the kender (she dumped him on Morgh). She was actually sitting at a table not too far away from you. ;) *Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/12/2002 8:42 AM

OOC: Sorry, Kit. I got lost there. I didn't know where you were in the tavern, so I just picked a place. I really hope you don't mind. ;)

Vincent stopped as Dansalie spun around quicker than he anticipated. It didn't take him long to realize that she was holding a knife, not a large one, but put in the right spot it could kill him just the same. He looked into the woman's eyes, there should have been fear there. But he saw nothing but concentration and cunning. This woman was smart. She had seen him coming, sure, but there was something beyond that. A woman like this, one as beautiful, had to be very skilled to make it in the underbelly of Istar.

Vincent stayed his dagger. With a quick move he slipped it back into his belt and moved a step back, eying Dansalie warily. He moved his hands, palms out, slightly away from his waist. Not so much as to attract attention, but enough so that the woman knew he wasn't a threat...at the moment.

"And what could a..woman like you, want with a man like me?" He asked quietly, his lips firm in his resolve. "Lets have a seat....we can talk." he motioned to the table where Dansalie had been seated. "Wine? Ale? What do you prefer?"

The two sat at one of the tables. Both looked at each other warily. But there was a bit of respect thrown into the mix. Both of them were masters of their art. Vincent just had to figure out what this woman was behind...
Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Phobic_rion
10/12/2002 9:29 AM

OOC:I was talking to you guys....but it seems tha I think I'll cut out of this one. Sorry, too much on my hands right now. I'll get back to youalll later.
Love ya....sorry about the jump out.

BIC: Ashley walked away. He was bored ith all of this hooligan tlk of killing and what not.

"Get a job selby." He said to himself, walking out and down the street.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
10/12/2002 1:06 PM

Mohrg looked down at the Kender and sighed slightly, this was going to be a long night. He began to answer the annoying creature,

"My name is Mohrg, and those inescapable rifts are aways throwing people back out. They are inescapable - not infinite."

Then the man approaching Dansalie caught his eye and his eyes nnarrowed. He stood up, still watching the actions of Dansalie and her would be attacker. He made a few hand signals and several rather deadly men and elves stepped out of the shadows, knives and short sowrds being silently drawn as Mohrg grabbed the bag of jewels out of the Kender's hands and stepped up to the table.

"Mind if I join you two?"

He didn't wait for an answer but sat, the armed men forming a vauge semi-circle around the table. He locked eyes with Vincent,

"Say, Wyrbender - what do you think of our new friend here.....sorry what was your name again?""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kitiara99
10/12/2002 3:24 PM

OOC: No problem, DD. :)

BIC: Dansalie sighed as the group surrounded them. This was turning into quite a party. She hated to attract attention, though it was nice of Morgh to be concerned about her safety.

"I think we'll have ale all around, " she said, partly in response to Vincent's question and partly directed towards a nearby barmaid. Then she sat silent, waiting to see if Vincent would answer Morgh's question.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
10/12/2002 4:58 PM

Sorin was getting very thirsty. He decided to enter The Drunken Minotaur and have a few drinks, even though he would probably be fired if he was caught drinking on duty.

Everyone inside looked at him. They all despised the guards of Istar, they ruined all the fun. He sat down at the bar and ordered a pint of ale. He was into deep conversation with an attractive woman at the bar, when suddenly Sorin heard commotion near-by in the tavern. He grasped his spear tightly and stood up in alert. He looked at a table which was now surrounded by men with short swords. Sorin appreciated his life, and decided it would be smart not to get involved in this one. At least not yet.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkSage
10/12/2002 6:52 PM

Jahl sat at the bar, minding his own business. If one were to look at him, they would see him sitting at the bar, drinking casually and looking mildly interested in a game of Dragons Bluff in the corner. But his hands were at work, detaching the purse of a khur barbarian merchant, fat with the daily sales of whatever khurish barbariands sell. He didn't care.
A tiny pin-knife, cleverly concealed in his ring, cut the string holding it quickly, severing the ties to the owner. He grinned, and one would think he was grinning over seeing the half-ogre lose a game to the wily elf mercanerie. But in truth, he was grinning over the win of a fat purse.

But the night is young, as he liked to say, and there are plenty more oppurtunities to get something bigger, better.... He was musing over this when he saw the man called Vincent attempt to murder the pointy-eared woman, Dansalie, and watched their silent confrontation.
He was only mildly curious, so his attention wavered, and soon he was engrossed in listening to the kender. But thats when the man, Morgh, approached them with his gang of cut throats, and he got up. He sat beside Morgh, as casually as if he had been invited, and lay back with his feet crossed on the table. "So, whats going on here?" he asked, grinning.

eswiftfire
10/12/2002 11:20 PM

"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz....." Bardus Athhole snored.

He was dreaming of... dreaming of....


"Where are you, you uthleth offithal or whatever it ith you call yourthelf!"


The young Government Official snapped awake. "What in da blazes?" He rubbed his eyes. Then, he recognized the voice. "Crap... it's da damned pointy ear good-fer-nothing freak."

Despite the fact that Bardus was a racist bastard, he opened the door and called out. "What is it? I'm in mah office."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'

Wyrbender
10/13/2002 12:19 PM

"Free ale? I'm there!" Moves past the semi circle of strange men, like they could stop him anyways, and pulls up a seat next to the lady.
"New freind huh? Well...most my freinds bathe...but i suppose everyone has their faults." Grins at the new guy, then back to the one he was talking to before, not the least bit concerned about the loss of jewels. They were not as pretty as this dagger he happened to come across...Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

Kitiara99
10/14/2002 7:24 AM

Dansalie smiled at Wyrbender, saying "Of course, free ale all around. Plenty for everyone." She tossed a few coins to Morgh to take care of the drinks, and glanced slyly at Vincent. "Care to come for a quick walk with me? I'll be right back, everyone!" She got up and walked slowly away, weaving in and out of the tables in the general direction of the door. Hopefully, Vincent would take her hint, and even more hopefully, the others would be too happily drinking to notice their absence.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Kitiara99
10/14/2002 7:32 AM

"Offith." Dalthas snorted derisively. "I think clothet ith the word you're looking for." He walked into Bardus' office with all of the imperious elven air he could muster.

"I need thith offithal document tranth...thranthcribe...err, copied." How he hated that word. "Here you go. 20 pageth of introduction, 12 pageth of exceptionth, and of courth, 123 pageth of actual lawth. And naturally, 42 pageth of offithal thampth." He threw the pages in Bardus's general direction and strolled, well, stomped, elves never "stroll", out of Bardus's room.

He was rather proud of that official decree. Its sole purpose was to banish creatures of 1/3 kender heritage from the city entirely between the hours of 12 noon and 9 at night, but it managed to take 122 pages of precedents, quotations, anecdotes, and statements in the process. Not to the mention that fact the the law was completely redundant since any creature of any kender heritage was already banned from the city at all times. And they managed to sneak in anyway. Dirty little buggers.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/14/2002 8:35 AM

Vincent stood up and took one last sip of his ale. The others were gladly drinking theirs. Why not? It was free. The assassin watched Dansalie walked towards the door. He threw another couple coins on the table, "The rest is on me." He said quietly.

He walked through the crowd, pushing anyone out of his way that wouldn't move. Dansalie was standing near the door talking to someone who had asked her for a few coins. Vincent walked between the two and opened the door. When he was about to step out, he grabbed Dansalie by the upper arm and pulled her out of the tavern.

When they were well down the street, Vincent roughly let go of the woman's arm. "What do you want me for?" He asked quietly. He looked at the woman out of the corner of his eye. She didn't seem afraid. Good for her, he thought. "I could have killed you, easily. Now tell me what you want of me. If I like it, ok...If not...Let's just say that I can still use this.." He rubbed the hilt of his dagger.

"Those rough characters you left back in the bar, will find you again. There is only so much ale they can buy. They know you have coin now. You will see them again. But let's not worry about that now...what is the job?" Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Maugetar
10/14/2002 12:53 PM

Mohrg left the group of cutthroats drinking and left, indicating to the Kender that he should follow him. He exited through the door as Vincent mentioned the 'rough charecters', he seemed to glide out of the shadows, his elven face thrown into a stack monochome relief by the moonlight, his teeth glinting white,

"Of course she'll see us again. We work for the lady."

He grinned tightly at Vincent and looked back into the bar,

"Wyrbender, shift it before that guard sees you."

With a nod and a faint hand signal to Dansalie he turned on his heel and walked off into the gloom.

OOC:The hand signal means "I'll be watching", only Dansalie, Mohrg and one other(npc) member of Dansalie's organisation know the code."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kitiara99
10/14/2002 3:54 PM

Dansalie acknowledged Morhg's hand signal with a slight movement of her eyes. He was probably the only person she trusted implicitly, and she wasn't really worried about him overhearing her dilemma. She would tell him later anyway.... it was the kender that worried her. Well, she'd just have to take her chances.

Turning to Vincent, she began, "Are you familiar with the LaReyans, specifically their eldest daughter? A wealthy, noble family.... the parents, eldest son, and smaller children leave tommorow on an ocean voyage. The oldest daughter should be the only one left at home, she is apparently too wrapped up in her social life to spend time on family vacation." She paused for a moment to see if Vincent understood. No need in releasing more information than she had to.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Wyrbender
10/14/2002 3:55 PM

Grabs and downs one last drink, idely scoops up the coins carelessly thrown on the table and puts them in his pouch, and scoots out after Mohrg. Hoopak at his side, he grins at Dansalie, then winks. Charming lil bugger eh?
"Oh, you can call me Wyr..." *Flips his topknot back so he can see, then merges into the shadows, not afraid of being caught by the guard, but because its more intresting in the dark.Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

DarkDalamar20
10/14/2002 4:12 PM

Vincent studied Dansalie. "The LeReyans. Yes. I know of them. What do you want me to do? Steal something? My skills go much beyond that, I must tell you. I am not a simple theif."

He watched the kender and the other dangerous looking man walk away slowly. He would have to keep his eyes on them. They were more dangerous than they looked. He turned his gaze back to Dansalie.

"Now tell me, my lady," He said sarcasticaly. "What is it that needs done?" Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

DarkDalamar20
10/14/2002 10:38 PM

OOC: I am leaving tomorrow. I won't be able to come on until next monday night, or tuesday. Someone can be my character, or he can be phased out until I get home. Either way is fine with me. Have fun people! Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

eswiftfire
10/15/2002 5:08 AM

"Feh." Bardus feh'd as he watches the elf with a speech impediment disappear from his view. "I didn't even say I was going to help you out. And I don't do things like these for free either."

He chuckles and tosses the pile of paper into a nearby trashcan (?). "Elves sure are witless twits."

Then, he went back to his desk and continue writing his novel, a sad romantic tale of destiny and fate which he had been working for for years.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'

Kitiara99
10/15/2002 12:30 PM

"I don't need you to steal anything." Dansalie replied scathingly. "I need you to eliminate Lisi LaReyan. She poses a slight threat to me, and I don't let my enemies live. Now since she's home alone, it shouldn't be a difficult job. Any minor assasin could've handled it. But when I do something, I get it done right. Which is why I asked you..." She seemed like she was going to say more, then decided to stop. No sense in talking needlessly if he wasn't going to take the job. She wondered how many seconds she would need to get the dagger out of her boot.

OOC: Well people... (or to borrow from Swifty, my dears, ;) ) should we wait for DD to get back before continuing? Or does someone else care to take his character for a bit? I don't think we can continue right now without him, although I think I can try if that's what you want to do. After all, there's still Bardus and Morgh and Wyrbender to use.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Maugetar
10/15/2002 1:00 PM

OOC: Tell Vince that he should "think about it" then we can go about our less-than-legitimate buisiness as we please. And possiably contrive away to introduce 'Barduth' into the main storyline."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

QueshuWarrior
10/15/2002 2:47 PM


And possiably contrive away to introduce 'Barduth' into the main storyline.



OOC: Dont forget about Sorin.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

QueshuWarrior
10/15/2002 2:53 PM

OOC: Dont forget about Sorin. Im still thinking how to get him involved more. Any ideas?If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

eswiftfire
10/16/2002 1:10 AM

"He pushed her against the wall and kissed her passionately. Then, without warning, she slid her hand into..." Bardus frowned and stared at what he had just written. SOMETHING was missing, but he couldn't place it. 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'

Wyrbender
10/16/2002 3:18 PM

OOC:
"...his pouch, borrowing that magic artifact he had just won from the evil fell mage, then cartwheeled away." Well...just the ending id put to it...;)Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

Kitiara99
10/16/2002 3:49 PM

OOC: Good idea, Maugetar. Thanks a lot. :)

BIC: Dansalie didn't give Vincent a chance to respond. "Do as you wish. If you're interested, you can find me back here pretty much any night." She turned and strolled away, taking a second look at the human man by the door as she went. She tried to remember to recall his face, he looked vaguely familiar. Probably a guard of some minor importance. She shrugged and walked back towards her house for the night, making a mental note to speak to Morgh in the morning. He should probably be keeping an eye on Vincent.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Kitiara99
10/16/2002 4:10 PM

OOC: I'm just going to jump forward to the next day, if that's ok with everyone. I'm going to see if I can get Bardus and Sorin involved.

BIC: Lisi LaReyan flipped her platinum blonde hair as she strolled htrough the streets of Istar. Of course, there weren't any princesses in Istar, but she considered herself one anyway. She wasn't the type of person to let silly little things like rules get in her way. On the other hand, she wasn't entirely stupid either. That her was her bracelet that Dansalie had dropped the other day, the one her mother had insisted upon donating to the Temple. And as far as she knew, Dansalie was not supposed to have possession of it. This would have to be reported to the authorities. It was the job of an honorary princess such as herself to keep order in the city, after all.

She slipped into the office of an handsome elven cleric by the name of Dalthas Unprounounceableelvenlastname. He had a some what irritating speech impediment, but everyone has their flaws.

"What can I do for you, my dear?" He greeted her. He was actually quite charming, as long as he didn't use the letter S.

"I have a crime most foul to report, sir. I believe Dansalie, one of the clerics of Habbakuk, has stolen my bracelet. Well, not really mine, as it was donated to the Temple. Meaning that she actually stole Habbakuk's bracelet. Which is even worse! " She was the sort of girl who put so much emphasis on certain words that you could almost see the italics hanging in the air.

"That ith truly a motht foul crime! I will thee to it that she ith dealt with. The temple of Habbabakuk ith known for thith thort of thithly...thithly...dumb-like behavior, and they mutht be thopped!" Dalthas had, in this case, invented his own word. He did not, as some people assumed, mean "stopped." He really meant "thopped," in reference to a punishment he himself had invented that consisted of repeated bashing over the head with rubber soup ladles and rusty sporks. This was known as "thopping."

Once Lisi had left, rather pleased with herself, Dalthas called in a member of the guard. He didn't want the captain for the guard, he hated be conspicuous. Mostly because he couldn't pronounce the word. Instead he called for Sorin, a discrete and skilled guard without a myriad of political connections. He hated political intrigue as well. Mostly because he was bad at it. He preferred inventing new, strange methods of torture, to be tried out on the more or less guilty. He sat and waited for Sorin to arrive.

OOC: Don't worry.... I'll pull Bardus in too, once Sorin responds.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
10/16/2002 5:43 PM

Sorin opened the door and entered Dalthas's office.
" Hello sir."
Sorin took a seat in front of Dalthas's desk.

"So, Mr. Unprounounceableelvenlastname, what did you need me for?"If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

eswiftfire
10/16/2002 9:12 PM


OOC:
"...his pouch, borrowing that magic artifact he had just won from the evil fell mage, then cartwheeled away." Well...just the ending id put to it...;)


"Aha!" Bardus aha'd when he suddenly heard his muse talking to him.

...slid into his pouch, borrowing that magic artifact he had just won from the evil fell mage, then cartwheeled away. 'Nooooooooooooooooo!' He screamed in anguish, betrayed by the only women he had ever loved. Well, the ONLY kender woman he had ever loved.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'

Kitiara99
10/17/2002 4:27 PM

"Thorin, my good thir." Dalthas began in a sickeningly sweet voice. "I have a rather important tathk for you. I have rethently learned from Lithi LaReyan that Danthalie, cleric of Habbakuk, hath been involved in thome corrupt dealingth. It would be motht kind of you to invethigate thith cathe for me. If you are sucethfull in rooting out all the corruption, you will recieve a promotion. I'll thee to that mythelf."

Dalthas was beginning to feel as if Sorin didn't care much for listening to him. He got that feeling an awful lot. A gnome committee was due to arrive any day now with a new device meant to cure speech impediments. He couldn't wait.

"oh, and altho," Dalthas added, "Take Barduth with you when you head out in the thity. He needth thomething to do."*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
10/17/2002 6:06 PM

Two words stuck out in Dalthas's conversation... promotion and Barduth.

" Well THIR," Sorin giggled to himself, this man was just way too easy to mock. Sorin went back to a serious face" a promotion sounds great! I would love to help you and keep this city safe." Sorin looked at the Dalthas with a wide grin. Sorin got up and was about to leave the room. Then he looked back at Balthas once more.

" Oh, yes. There is ONE more thing. This BarduSSS Marderfarker, or however you say it, well, we dont exactly.....uh........mesh. You see it was a long time ago, we got into a bit of a fight. He took the last cup cake! And it was MY birthday party! No...no..definately not...we must not meet again!"

Sorin was interupted by someone at the door.

OOC: That can you you Bardus!If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Wyrbender
10/17/2002 6:07 PM

"Who da muse of da house?" Raises his hand
"WHO da muse of da house?" Raises his other hand
"Who da muse of this place,
whats his name, whats his race?
Iiiiiiits Wyrbender Dragonfodder, kender extrodenair.
You may play dirty, but I'll win fair.
Self-proclaimed ruler of the universe,
kender with the rythm, skillz, and verse.
I can read i can write,
i can make love all night,
dont mess with this muse cuz i can fight
da creative genius, and im always right."

Breakdances in the alley

"So if you need an idea, come to me,
I'll be glad to help out, the first time is free"

Done with his creativity...and sneaking into peoples rooms and whispering them ideas about stories, wonders what ever happened to that pretty lady and goes to investigate.Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

eswiftfire
10/17/2002 6:57 PM

Bardus yawned. Another chapter finished. His muse was gone. Will probably write the next chapter... after he takes his beauty nap...

"Huh?" Bardus's head jerked back, after hearing a disturbingly familiar voice outside. He walked over and opened the door...


" Oh, yes. There is ONE more thing. This BarduSSS Marderfarker, or however you say it, well, we dont exactly.....uh........mesh. You see it was a long time ago, we got into a bit of a fight. He took the last cup cake! And it was MY birthday party! No...no..definately not...we must not meet again!"


"Hey, it's Bardus ATHHOLE." Bardus corrected the man. Hanging around, time travelling, dimension hopping with a King with a memorable last name sure ain't fun...
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'

Kitiara99
10/18/2002 6:15 PM

"Perfect!" Dalthas exclaimed. He had noted Sorin's derogatory "thir," and had not been pleased. But now Bardus had shown up, and if the two didn't "mesh," all the better!

"Barduth my man. I wath jutht telling Thorin how pleathed you'd be to join him in a mithion. I'm thure he'll be glad to tell you ALL about it. Now why don't you two run along and take care of buthineth for me?" He ushered the two out the door with a sadistic smile. He then sat back at his desk and crossed of another day on his large calender. He felt as if he'd spent the better part of his life waiting for those gnome inventors to arrive.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

eswiftfire
10/18/2002 8:20 PM

Bardus grinned wickedly. "Eh? Wot did you say, mate? Can't understand a damn word. Try speak without the LISP. Mwa ha." He said, even though he DID understood what the elf said.

.... mwa ha? I'm beginning to sound like that crazy Swiftfire mage.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'

QueshuWarrior
10/18/2002 8:26 PM

Sorin walked out of Dalthas's office. After he was a few yards away, he turned around and saw Bardus right behind. He looked to make sure the office door was closed.

" Listen Mr. Athole, and listen good! Im in charge from here on out and there will be NO FUNNY BUSINESS! I have a mission, NOT WE, I!" Sorin's voice echoed throughout the building.

He continued walking til he was outside, in the large market area. Bardus still followed. Sorin was furious.

" Okay! Come then! Just to let you know ahead of time, I wouldnt trust you if my life depended on it! The mission assigned to ME had something to do with this Danthalie, a cleric of Habbakuk. Dalthas gave me this picture." Sorin held out the picture to Bardus. It was a stick figure with long hair.

" Yes, this one will be difficult. Lives are at stake, so me must look hard! Hmmm.. Where do we start? Ah she looks suspicious" Sorin walked up to a little blond haired girl eating an apple at a food stand.

" WHO DO YOU WORK FOR!" Sorin yelled in the little girls face. A large man, probably the father, walked over and smashed Sorin in the nose, knocking him on his back.

" Owww! Perhaps not, uh, my mistake." He pat the little girl on the head and walked away. "Come on Bardus. The search must go on!"
If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

[Edited by QueshuWarrior on Friday, October 18, 2002 8:29 PM]

[Edited by QueshuWarrior on Friday, October 18, 2002 8:32 PM]

Maugetar
10/19/2002 3:59 AM

Not so far away an elf stood in the shadows, grinning slightly as he saw the inept way that the pair of officials were going about their buisiness. Then the grin tightened into an angry baring of teeth

That bitch! She's gone and got the gurard involved.

He turned to the Kender who was standing just behined him,

"Right. We've got to keep those goons away from Dansalie without her disappearing in a suspicious manner. Then we need to deal with these two and that stupid official of an Elf."

He slipped away, returning briefly to grab the Kender before slinking off to find Dansalie."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

eswiftfire
10/19/2002 9:08 AM

Bardus, who KNEW that he was definitely BRIGHTER than the dumb Sorin, IMMEDIATELY knew that the father was HIDING something from him.

"You!" Bardus cried, taking the piece of paper from Sorin's hand and shoving it in front of the big man's face. "Aha! You actually KNEW this guy~! What are you trying to hide, huh? Are you feeling lucky, huh? Are you feeling.."

POW!

"Ouch."

Wham!

"Argh."

SPLAT!

"..."

Bardus lay on a puddle of blood.... that didn't belong to him. But yes, he has lost consciousness.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'

Wyrbender
10/19/2002 4:11 PM

Gets pulled back into the shadowy...um..shadows by his topknot
"Ow! Hey! Get off me! That hurts!"
Steps back and brushes himself off once he's released. A number of small items fall out of his inner sleeve pouches when he does. Loaded dice, steel coins, a familiar small dagger, and some ladies hair tie.
"Ooo...wonder how those got their...oh well...looks like no one wants them" Picks them up again and resumes talking "Besides, those guard guys dont look to bright....watch this..."
Sneaks over to the guards, behind them, silently, then pokes the consious one. When the guard turns, Wyr avoids his gaze, and pokes again, keeping this up. The Invisible Tickler!!!Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

QueshuWarrior
10/19/2002 7:29 PM

" Bardus, im touched, but can you please stop tickling me!" Sorin turned around and smacked Bardus on the head.

" We have to be more careful with our accusations! We must seek out Danthalie. We should check the temple of Habbukah."If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

eswiftfire
10/20/2002 2:41 AM

"..." the unconscious Govt. Official replied.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'

Wyrbender
10/20/2002 3:22 PM

Heads back to the shadowy elf in the alley. Grins, hands full of lil trinkets he has no idea where they came from. A teddybear, an artists redition of a man in makeup...or someones mother, a badge, and a peice of paper with a stick figure on it, labled "Danthalie".
"Told you they werent too bright. And i even found some stuff laying around. Neat huh? Ok, lets go find that pretty lady with the nice walk"
Skips down the alley.Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

[Edited by Wyrbender on Sunday, October 20, 2002 3:24 PM]

Kitiara99
10/20/2002 3:30 PM

Dansalie was spending the morning, rather unhappily, at the Temple of Habbakuk. She didn't mind being there as long as she was making money, but in this case she was just ingratiating herself with the head cleric, a stuffy woman named Myra.

"Dansy dahling!" Myra called in a chirpy, shrill voice. "Come clean the floor here for meh... It looks scuzzy."

"Isn't that what we have servants for, Lady Myra?" Dansalie responded in her most humble voice. "I'm somewhat preoccupied with balancing the account books. Donations are just flooding in."

"We must awl beh humble before Habby, shan't we?. Come clean the floory." Myra had a most annoying habit of referring to anyone and anything with a diminutive "y" tacked on to the end. Even a god.

Dansalie grumbled and commenced cleaning the floor. She quietly calculated the number of seconds before she could get out of here.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Maugetar
10/21/2002 10:24 AM

Mohrg waited until Myra was safely out of sight before walking up to Dansalie, if things weren't so serious he could have laughed at seeing her cleaning the floors. The fat head cleric had disappeared now, good - the stash of wine the assassin knew she kept in her private anteroom would keep her for a while.

The Dark Elf coughed and Dansalie looked up, that he risked coming into the temple to contact her should have told her something was seriously wrong - but if it didn't the expression on his face did.

"Dansalie - the bitch told the guard, they've got two goons looking for you. They are a pair of fools and thanks to our topknotted friend they don't have their rather flattering picture of you any more. But don't go advertising yourself okay?"

He looked around for a moment, then his face darkened,

"That was it, they know you're a cleric here. They are too stupid to come here right off. I'll set some men outside, they'll head them off if they do turn up."

He passed Dansalie a small vial,

"Take this, and try and swallow. It won't be pleasant, but It'll get you sickness dispensation. After you've got out of here meet me at the guildhouse."

With that he left, meeting Wyr outside the temple doors,

"Right Wyr - we're off to the Guildhouse now.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Wyrbender
10/21/2002 10:40 AM

Obviously wasnt allowed inside the temple. Darn, sooooo wanted to look at all the religious knickknacks...would have even made a donation. Nods at the man....gets you go to the guildhall...wheeee. Been a long while. They kinda slam the door on his face after a couple hours in there.
"So what did she say? She gonna beat them up? I bet she could huh, she knows magic and stuff."

OOC: *Sniffle* Nobody wants the kender forum back...noone but me it seems.
Giggles and skips after MohrgYour as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

[Edited by Wyrbender on Monday, October 21, 2002 12:48 PM]

QueshuWarrior
10/21/2002 1:08 PM

OOC: I wont be here for 5 days. Im going rockclimbing in the Adirondaks :)! So i will not be able to post. You may go on, dont worry ill catch up when i get back!

Sorin hid behind a bush in front of the temple. He noticed two guards at the door.

" Hmmm. It seems that somebody knew we were coming. Dont worry Bardus, I can handle this." Sorin walked up to the two guards.

" Excuse me gentlemen, by the power of law, step aside. I have permission to search this errr...temple." Sorin pointed to the griffon symbol on his armor, proving his guardship. The two soldiers stood there ground. Sorin was growing impatient.

" If you resist, then I have the power to arrest both of you!" Sorin held his spear threateningly. The guards lunged at him. Sorin was able to block one and flip the other one over at the same time. He smacked the standing man in the face with the flat end of his spear. He then lept on the knocked down man and tied his hands behind his back. The other guard recovered and got Sorin in a choke hold from behind. Sorin ran backwards into a temple pillar, breaking the guards back.

" You just got BUSTED!" Sorin spit on the guard.

" Now that, Bardus, is called taken care of business!" Sorin rose is hands in victory. In the midst of the celebration, Sorin saw a figure, followed by a small one, walking towards the guild hall.

" Alright Bardus, heres the plan! You go spy on those two while I seek out this Darthielle. Theres something suspicious about those two. Somehow I feel as though they are involved in all this.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkDalamar20
10/21/2002 4:58 PM

OOC: I'm back, my dears. :p. Give me a little bit to read this massive thread over and see what I missed and I will add more later. I am too tired right now to think. I see Swifty was a good boy while I was gone. Good. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

eswiftfire
10/22/2002 3:01 AM

OOC: Bardus' head exploded. Just kidding.

IC: Bardus stood up slowly. "Eh? What happened" He asked drowsily. 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'

Wyrbender
10/22/2002 6:43 AM


an artists redition of a man in makeup...or someones mother

Obviously your "Partner" stole your your mini-painting of your girlfreind....


Walking along with with the dark elf, skiiping and twirling his hoopak above his head, just haveing alot of fun today.Your as useless as rubber lips on a woodpecker! Oh look...a Yoyo....

Kitiara99
10/22/2002 11:38 AM

Dansalie groaned, then swallowed the contents of the vial. She immedietly felt like puking. She stumbled towards Myra's office, turning greener every second. "Myra?" she mumbled, poking her head inside the door. "I don't feel too good, I think I'm going to head home."

Myra hid a bottle of second-rate wine beneath her desk and mumbled her consent. She was feeling a bit dizzy herself.

Dansalie ran to the bathroom first and threw up, instantly feeling better. She continued to play sick though, just in case. She picked up her cloak and headed towards the front door of the temple.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/22/2002 2:28 PM

Vincent watched as Dansalie walked quickly down the dark alleys. She didn't seem to be afraid. Of course, she had as many friends in this city as she did enemies. He noticed that when Dansalie left the temple, she was clutching her stomach, but not she seemed to feel better as she walked quickly through the shadows.

Vincent made his move. Dansalie walked quickly down a dark alley for a shortcut through the city. Vincent entered right after her. He came up from behind silently and slid his hand around her waist and pulled her close to his chest.

"If you are smart, you will keep quiet." he whispered into her ear. He held a sharp dagger to her neck. The blade had cut into her delicate flesh and a thin line of blood ran down slowly.

"Tell me the details, but not here." he whispered. Dansalie could tell that Vincent was looking over his shoulder occasionally, either checking for someone following him or just listening, she couldn't tell.

"I will see you again." He whispered into her ear, and with that, he was gone. The dagger had left a thin cut in her neck, but Vincent had been careful not to hurt her too much. When she looked around, he was gone. There was nothing surrounding Dansalie but shadows.

A block away, Vincent was walking quickly away. He was quite able to move through the shadows without being seen. There were few who would notice Vincent when he didn't want to be seen. With a sigh, he entered a small tavern and ordered an ale to settle his nerves. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Maugetar
10/23/2002 6:19 AM

Mohrg relaxed back in his chair, feet up on the table, toying with a dagger as he heard the report,

"Really? Our would-be assassin for hire is getting rather bold it would seem. Though I do wonder what he can mean by details. Any real assassin would have know what to do from what he's already been given."

He shurgged and absentmindedly prised his dagger from Wyrbender's fingers,

"Have him followed, if he goes anywhere near the guard, kill him."

The thief next to him nodded and left, Mohrg turned to one watching from a window,

"Is Dan here yet?"

"Just turned into the alley boss."

"Keep an eye open after her, she may be being followed. Jesske, take Makka and Wyr with you to meet Dan at the entrance, bring her up here, she might still be feeling a little groggy."

He held up a little vial of thick green liquid, the antidote. At least Wyr hadn't got his mitts on it."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Wyrbender
10/23/2002 6:31 AM

....Yet. Walks with whomever back towards the entrance, idely tossing a vial of thick green liquid up and down. Just trying to help out. Will have to remember to give it to the girl later.
"When is she gonna get here ya think? Is she even allowed down here? Who is she? And what did Mohrg mean by details?"
Yawns and rests against the door, leaning.Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

Alanded
10/23/2002 6:42 AM


Bardus stood up slowly. "Eh? What happened" He asked drowsily.


As Bardus tried to clear the cobwebs from his head, two figures walked up to him. "Hey look, it's Athhole!" The first one, who was tall and thin, said while grabbing his hand and shaking it vigorously. "Fancy meeting you here, you old rascal!"

"He doesn't look too good." Observed the second figure, who was short and fat, and wore horn-rimmed spectacles perched precariously on his hooked nose. "Maybe he should try some of my patented healing potion. It's based on a cross between Squaresoft's secret X potion recipe and barbarian tribal medicine."

OOC: 'Ope you don't mind my late entry, Kit. Doona' worry, I've been reading the earlier posts all this while. :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

Kitiara99
10/23/2002 4:04 PM

OOC: No problem, Alanded :)

BIC: Dansalie put a finger to her throat. Irritating, she was still bleeding. She slipped around the corner and ran into Wyrbender.

"It's you!" She exclaimed, then noticed the green vial in his hands. "What's that?" she asked, still feeling a little queasy.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Wyrbender
10/23/2002 5:50 PM

"What this?"
Hides the vial behind his back, his face wearing an all too innocent smile.
"Its just something i found....i also found a nice picture of you...and some makeup wearing guy...or someones mother. cant tell."
Giggles and turns towards the door. Starts to walk down, pulling on Dansalie's hand.
"C'mon!"Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

eswiftfire
10/23/2002 7:57 PM

Bardus' eyes widened. "What the hell are you two doing here?????" 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
10/24/2002 6:07 AM


Bardus' eyes widened. "What the hell are you two doing here?????"


The tall thin figure dressed in a military dress uniform festooned with medals and ribbons shrugged. "Oh, we got ourselves a couple of days of leave, and thought we'd go travelling, see the sights, you know that sort of thing. It gets terribly boring in Cuntina at this time of the year you know. By the way," he said, gesturing at Sorin. "Who's your companion?"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

Wyrbender
10/24/2002 6:35 AM

OOC

Cuntina

??? That the name of the first city that came to mind, or did you take awhile thinking that one up?
*Immature, so is on the ground laughing his head off*Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

eswiftfire
10/24/2002 8:47 AM


??? That the name of the first city that came to mind, or did you take awhile thinking that one up?
*Immature, so is on the ground laughing his head off*


OOC:
It was a name I came up with in a fanfic of mine. Mwa ha.

IC:
"Um... actually, I don't remember who you are... " Bardus grinned sheepishly. "But you seem to know me, so.... but anyway, who are you two?"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
10/25/2002 2:11 AM


"Um... actually, I don't remember who you are... " Bardus grinned sheepishly. "But you seem to know me, so.... but anyway, who are you two?"


"What?" The tall thin figure in military dress uniform straightened up indignantly. My dear sir, surely you jest! How could you not remember the legendary Colonel Jerkemoff, of the 1st Cuntonian Lancers, the elite of the Marderfarkerian army! Why, I am your greatest rival for the affections of the exquisitely beautiful Princess Imer Poossee von Marderfarker!"

"And I," said his short, fat and bespectacled companion, "am the personal physician to His Majesty King Ai Mer Beech von Marderfarker the 14th. Dr Lustidick, at your service!" The good doctor sketched a (somewhat) graceful bow, his toupee flopping to the ground as he did so like a dead squirrel (which, in fact, was exactly what it was).
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

eswiftfire
10/25/2002 9:37 AM


"What?" The tall thin figure in military dress uniform straightened up indignantly. My dear sir, surely you jest! How could you not remember the legendary Colonel Jerkemoff, of the 1st Cuntonian Lancers, the elite of the Marderfarkerian army! Why, I am your greatest rival for the affections of the exquisitely beautiful Princess Imer Poossee von Marderfarker!"

"And I," said his short, fat and bespectacled companion, "am the personal physician to His Majesty King Ai Mer Beech von Marderfarker the 14th. Dr Lustidick, at your service!" The good doctor sketched a (somewhat) graceful bow, his toupee flopping to the ground as he did so like a dead squirrel (which, in fact, was exactly what it was).



"Feh. You must be kidding me. The beautiful Princess Poossee would not spare the likes of you a second glance. Ahhhh.. I could still remember the night we made love under the moons!"

Of course, Bardus didn't mention that the last sentence was part of his teen fantasies. And the fact that he had fallen out of the princess' favour after STUPIDLY trying to get the attention of some dumb airhead who worked in an inn called Red Rose Inn. With Eliar Swiftfire's illusion spells, he DID try to stage a touching farewell scene to the barmaid, confessing his undying love for her before he died a violent death.

Thanks to Eliar's spell, he DID die a convincing death. But that dumb airhead cried a little bit, then went on to WAIT for another lover (an elf or something) so that she could kiss him passionately repeatedly. Luckily, they're all dead...

Then, his sad thoughts of destiny and fate were interrupted by the stench of the dead squirrel.

"Eeeeeeew!" was the only thing Bardus could say.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
10/25/2002 11:22 PM


"Eeeeeeew!" was the only thing Bardus could say.


"Oh, my apologies." The good doctor said as he picked up his squirrel toupee and brushed off the dirt on it, placing it back on his head. So then, Councilman Athhole, what are YOU doing here?"
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

eswiftfire
10/26/2002 1:55 AM

"I'm in the middle of a high and mighty TOP SECRET mission for the Government." Bardus said, trying to sound as high and mighty as possible. "What are YOU doing here?"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'

Kitiara99
10/26/2002 6:54 AM

Dansalie followed Wyrbender back to Morgh. She waited a second to make sure no one was listening, then began to speak.

"What exactly is going on? I left Myra drinking herself into a stupor back at the Temple... what fun it'll be if the government's hired "assasins" find her there! So what are we doing? I have to go find Vincent later tonight, as long as you think its safe. We're going to need him.... Lisi has proved herself to be even more of a threat than I'd imagined."*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Maugetar
10/27/2002 2:03 AM

Mohrg nodded as he removed the green vial from Wyr's hands and passed it to Dansalie,

"There is your antidote Dan, and finding Vincent won't be a problem, we are keeping him watched. And if even if he disposes of Lisi, we still have to get rid of an official - Unpronouncableelvenlastname, as far as I know, only he and the two oafs know about Lisi going to see him. Lay low here intul nightfall, we'll bring Vincent to you then.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
10/27/2002 3:42 AM


"I'm in the middle of a high and mighty TOP SECRET mission for the Government." Bardus said, trying to sound as high and mighty as possible. "What are YOU doing here?"


"Ahem." Colonel Jerkemoff looked sternly at Eliar. "As I said before, I am on a VACATION, and not some top secret mission for the King, which will undoubtedly gain me much favour with the princess once I successfully complete it. Oh no nothing like that at all."

Looking around anxiously to see if anyone else was listening in, he leaned closer to Eliar, whispering in his ear. "Actually, I'm here to help apprehend the notorious Slaver, Lucas, Caravan Master of the Caravan of Death, and his trusted lieutanant, Kendra. I recieved news that they might be in the area. Perhaps you might have heard something that might help me in my mission? Surely you would be willing to help an old firend? Especially on such a matter as this? I will..." He then proceeds to drone on and on about how grateful he would be if Eliar would help him out.

In the distance, the clip-clop of horseshoes on cobblestones are heard, drawing steadily closer...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

eswiftfire
10/27/2002 7:34 AM

OOC: Hey.... I'm BARDUS. Not ELIAR.

IC:

Bardus opened his mouth, but what he said was drown away by the noisy sounds made by the caravan moving past him. He silently waited until the caravan had disappeared from his view before he spoke out.

"Yeah, right. As if a notorious Slaver would be SOOOOO dumb and travel around in Istar when he knew that there's a huge bounty on his head. I'm going to continue my duties..."

He started to walk away.

***

"BWAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Lucas, Caravan Master of the Caravan of Death bwahaha'd and started to sing: "Every woman every man, join the Caravan of Deaaaaaaaaath!"

The three ghosts, Schtolheim, Folken and (what's the knight's name again?), who were in his quarters covered their ears in agony.

The young Caravan Master looked out through the windows and smiled. "Ahhhhhh, Istar, what a wonderful place! Can't believe we've easily kidnapped 40 children after spending a mere 2 hours here! Let's go somewhere else!"



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'

QueshuWarrior
10/27/2002 11:02 AM

" Excuse me Mr. Jerkemoff, but we are on a very important mission. A womans life is at risk! If you do not wish to help us, then be gone!" Sorin began to walk to the temple door. He was interupted by a distant noise. Sorin looked and saw a woman walking quietly along a stone path located at the side of the temple.

" Hmmm. That may be our Danthalie! Lets approach her." Sorin began to walk towards her. He swiftly jumped into a bush when he saw a man dressed in black run over to the mystery woman. He waited and tried to listen to the conversation. After a minute the man stealthily went back to the shadows.

" Okay team, new plan. Dr. Lustidick, you and me will follow the lady. Jerkemoff and Bardus, find out more about that man! Got it?" Sorin ran towards the woman who was now far down the path.

Sorin stopped at a sign. On it said things like, "Guards suck", " Turn around or die!", "Sorin blows big one."

" Hmmm. I suppose this is the thieves guild. Danthalie, the elf, and the little one must be hiding inside. So Dr. Lustidick, how do we get inside without being shot?"If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Kitiara99
10/27/2002 1:26 PM

Dansalie continued into the Theives' Guild, blissfully unaware of Sorin's presence. Morgh's antidote was effective... he had connections throughout the city, most notably with herbalists and alchemists. The front of the Guild resembled a deserted tavern, occupied by no more than a couple of hapless kender and an old dwarf drinking himself into a stupor. At least that's how it appeared. In actuality the old dwarf was quite alert, and only pretending to get drunk on massive amounts of ginger ale.

Dansalie sat down at a table against the wall, watching both the front door and the area behind the bar that led to the Guild itself. She propped a foot up against a nearby stool to ensure she could reach her dagger quickly. She made eye contact with the dwarf to ensure she was acknowledged and accepted. This is going to be one long afternoon. she muttered to herself.

*************

Kendra sat at the back of the caravan, her feet dangling off the edge. She had a large supply of cobblestones, pried loose from Istar's tree-lined avenues, in a pile beside her. She was occupied with throwing these at nearby children. The Caravan of Death was earning its name simply by the number of bloody, unconcious victims Kendra left behind. It was one fo the most delightful attributes of Istar; that the parents were so blissfully ignorant that they assumed their children were perfectly safe wandering the streets of Istar. Even those who vanished were thought to have been spirited away by Paladine to the divine realm of the gods. More like spirited away the hellish realm of Lucas. Kendra muttered to herself, tossing a jar contained a small child's shrunken head absentmindly.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/28/2002 9:34 AM

Vincent entered the guild slowly and warily. No one in the room was his friend. He looked around the tavern slowly, noticing everone in the room. He saw Dansalie, but didn't give any notion that he had seen her. He let his eyes skim over her like he did everyone else in the room. He was getting a fair amount of looks himself. Many of them were not welcoming. Vincent was known in the city, but he wasn't liked by many. He sat at the bar and ordered an ale.

Before he even took the first drink of his ale, there was a rough tap on his shoulder. "You aren't welcome here!" a rough voice said into his ear. The breath smelled of stale ale almost bad enough to make Vincent gag.

He turned around and before him stood a rather large man. He didn't know who this ruffian was, but apperantly the man knew him. "I am not giving you an trouble, so if you want to keep on living, move away and leave me in peace!"

The man then proceeded to punch Vincent in the face, a punch which knocked him back against the bar. Vincent stood up slowly, wiping the blood from his split lip. He didn't say anything, he just looked at the man. Within seconds, the big ruffian had a dagger buried into his chest, the blade peircing his heart. Vincent kneeled down as the the man fell. "I told you not to trouble me," he whispered into the man's ear as he took his last choking breath.

By this time, everyone in the tavern was watching the scuffle. It wasn't odd to see someone killed in a place like this. But it still drew a lot of eyes when it happened. Vincent yanked the dagger from the man's chest and wiped the blood off on the man's dirty shirt.

He looked at her then. He raised his eyes and looked directly at Dansalie. Blood was dripping from his lip. Standing up, he downed his ale in one swallow, tossed a coin to the barkeep, and left. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Maugetar
10/28/2002 11:05 AM

Mohrg coughed, he stood near the middle of the run-down looking tavern - the assassin was unnarmed, but looked as if that wasn't going to worry him. However, the figures who had emerged from who knows where were holding crossbows, all trained on Vincent. The figures were wearing balcks, brown and greys, a rag-tag collection of clothing styles with one common feature, they were all concealing their faces beneath hoods.

"Well, well, well. I didn't have to send someone to get you."

He looked at the corpse,

"hmm, at least he wasn't one of ours. I would recommend you make sure they aren't ours in future. Now, if you and Dan would step into the guildhouse proper, we'll let Fingers bluff out the guards."

He headed through an open door that the others hadn't seen was open before, looking back as he stepped over and beconing to his ally and to the freelance to enter his domain as two of the crossbow weilders stepped back, obviously going to follow them up the stairs. The others had dissapeared at some point, just as 'Fingers' stood up behined the bar, the con-man was ready to deal with the approaching guardsmen."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Wyrbender
10/28/2002 3:12 PM

Moves over to the fallen man and kneels beside him, careful of the pool of blood allready spread across the floor. Gently touches the body, sniffleing. Saw no reason for this man to die. It was a fist fight, and the assassin drew his knife unhonourably. Looks over at said assassin, teary eyed. Then stands and looks down at the body. Begins to sing the Kender Mourning Song in a low whisper, that may be drowned out by the sounds of drinking except for those who listen.
"Always before, the spring returned.
The bright world in it's cycle spun.
In air and flowers, grass and fern,
Assured and cradled by the sun.

Always before you could explain
The turning darkness of the earth,
And how the dark embraced the rain,
And gave the ferns and flowers birth.

Already i forget these things,
And how a vein of gold survives
The mining of a thousand springs,
The season of a thousand lives.

Now winter is my memory,
Now autumn, now the summer light-
So every spring from now will be
Another season into night.
...farewell."

Didn't know the corpse well, but drank a few kender punches with the man. Had a few laughs. And everyone deserves a farewell. Turns, hoopak held tightly, and follows his new freinds through the open doorway, glareing at the assassin as he passes.
Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

QueshuWarrior
10/28/2002 4:04 PM

Sorin walked down the stairs leading to the guild door.

" BOOM! BOOM!" Sorin knocked hard on the door. "Open this door! This is Sorin. Open up!" The door creaked open after some more banging. It was strangely open. Usually the guild door was locked and required a password. He felt uneasy and grasped his spear tightly as he entered. The room was dark, and empty. Sorin glanced around the room. On the floor were knocked down chairs, tables, and mysteriously a dead man.

Sorin heard the click of a crossbow and quickly dove behind a knocked down table. An arrow flew and struck the table, causing the tip to go through the wood, ending up right next to Sorins head. Sorin knew the attacker would have to reload. He bought this time and moved, keeping out of sight. He heard the attacker rise from the bar for another shot. The attacker hesitated and looked around the room, Sorin was nowhere to be found.

Out of the darkness, Sorin jumped from in front of the bar and thrust the spear into the attacker behind it. The attacker staggered back, smashing against wine bottles. The attacker picked up a kitchen knife and hurled it at Sorin. Sorin quickly lifted a food tray from a table. It deflected the knife, and caused it to go flying back, landing in the attackers thigh. The attacker screamed in pain. Sorin was fed up with the law. Instead of arresting the attacker, Sorin hurled his spear across the room, going right through the attackers chest, sticking him to the wall. Blood poured down, marking all the dishes with red.

Sorin noticed the back door. He put his ear to it and heard footsteps. He had his prey trapped!If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Alanded
10/29/2002 6:19 AM

Colonel Jerkemoff looked at Bardus quizically as Dr. Lustidick left with Sorin. "I say, my good man! This is a fine kettle of fish. Still, I'll be glad to help you in whatever it is that you are doing if you'll promise to help me out with hounding down that Outlaw Lucas and his villainous riff-raff, deal? Good, then let's be on our way then, the blasted fellow is getting away!"

OOC: Frankly, I cannot possibly think of a more conspicous person than Ol' Jerkemoff in his starched white military dress and jangling ribbons. Having him follow anyone short of a deaf gully dwarf is an exercise in futility. :D

BIC:
Lustidick frowned as he peered at the thief-on-stick. "Hmm... no amount of medical insurance is going to cover that sort of damage," he muttered to himself as he followed along behind Sorin.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
10/29/2002 8:17 AM

As they were heading up the stairs 'Fingers' ran up behined them, stifling a laugh,

"That idjit Sorin's gone into the harlot's guildhouse next door!"

Mohrg grinned, that sounded like Sorin. He indicated that fingers should retake his post and carried on up the stairs.

OOC: Sorry for controling you char Queshu - but I never said that they were going to attack you. Just so you know, if you go in the right guildhouse - the entrance is a run-down looking tavern. There are various drunk and not-so-drunk somebodies sitting around. The body has been removed and if Sorin enters the tavern Fingers (the barman) will try and BLUFF him. No random shooting of guardsmen. Very unproffessional. and the door is hidden behined a painting - though I've got no objection to him finding it if he happens to go over there. I'll RP Fingers though."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Kitiara99
10/29/2002 3:42 PM

Dansalie turned towards Vincent. "Good job defending yourself. Hopefully you'll be able to keep it up." She smiled disarmingly, then continued in a more serious manner, "What is it you needed to know? I still need Miss LaReyan eliminated, but the problme has complicated itself. I could use a skilled assasin." She waited for his answer, still glancing uneasily at the door. This entire business was setting her nerves on edge.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
10/29/2002 4:47 PM

OOC: oh i see! sorry, i got a little carried away. Lets just pretend that never happened. HAHA!

IC: Sorin walked up to the theives guild door. He slowly opened it, grasping his spear tightly. Inside were many intoxicated men, dwarves, and kender.

" uh hum!" Sorin cleard his throat. "Has anyone seen an elf about my size, and a kender about half my size, oh yes and maybe a woman three quarters of my size? yes? no? maybe?" Sorin tried but just got mean looks from the hateful thieves. He saw one man standing at the bar playing with a dagger in his hand.

" How about you mister? Have you seen them?" Sorin asked the man.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkDalamar20
10/29/2002 4:47 PM

Vincent looked around the room at all of the unfriendly eyes. He then turned his gaze back to Dansalie. "Very well, consider it done. She will be dead by the next falling of the moon." He slid his long dagger back into the sheath at his hip, then quickly left the inn. He blended in with the shadows as soon as stepping out the door, so as not to attract any attention. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Alanded
10/30/2002 8:23 AM


" uh hum!" Sorin cleard his throat. "Has anyone seen an elf about my size, and a kender about half my size, oh yes and maybe a woman three quarters of my size? yes? no? maybe?" Sorin tried but just got mean looks from the hateful thieves. He saw one man standing at the bar playing with a dagger in his hand.

" How about you mister? Have you seen them?" Sorin asked the man.


OOC: Time for me to earn my keep I guess...

BIC: "Hmmm... perhaps we should try the dwarf over there? He seems a knowledgeable enough fellow." Dr. Lustidick walked over to the dwarf in question (Fingers) and cleared his throat to get Fingers' attention.

"Good day to you sir! I'm from the Palanthas City Health Inspection Board and we're investigating a small outbreak of cholera. The people whom my companion just mentioned were seen in the afflicted area, and I must make sure that they were not affected. Incidentally, this entire establishment is now quarantined until some clerics from the temple of Paladine can come to examine you all."

The doctor handed the dwarf a thick sheaf of documents. "My credentials, my good man, should you wish to make certain of my identity." 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

eswiftfire
10/30/2002 8:36 AM

"We'll do this the easy way then." He nodded and ran after the man, yelling. "Hey! You! Stand here!"

OOC:

This usually happens in Hong Kong TV dramas. Those cops are sooo stupid, they have to YELL at the criminals first before going after them. 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'

Maugetar
10/30/2002 10:14 AM

'Fingers' took the think sheaf of papers out of the Docter's hands and began to carefully examine them as he talked,

"Cholera eh? I remember I had a cousin long time ago went out from that. Very nasty buisiness all that. Anyway - the long and short of it was that he died, awful it was. Left me his boots though, very nice aren't they sir? Aye, but you'll be wanting the elf about his size, of aye, and the kender about a half his size. Oh yes, and there's the woman around three-quarters of his size. Well, the elf left through the door to Western East Street, he was headed out to a resteraunt with the lady in question. I belive the Kender just left through the door you came in by about twenty three seconds after you entered. I'd say you should be careful about those two elves tho my good doctor, they're headed for a rather posh place you see - couldn't have them dropping in a place like that."

As Fingers' monolouge finsihed, there was a short silence, then the man with the dagger that Sorin had been talking too coughed hard, a splutter of blood coming up from his throat. The man took a few staggering steps forward, dropped the dagger from nerveless fingers and heamorraged, grusomely, as he fell dead into Sorin's arms. Fingers didn't grin at all as he watch the man succumb to the terrible ravages of cholera, deftly hiding the small red vial that he had in his hand.

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Mohrg watched Vincent leave, then flopped backdown in his chair, offering Dansalie a bottle of fine wine. as he looked out of the window,

"Well that's the bitch of a 'princess' sorted - but we still need to take out Unpronouncablelastname. And preferably before we need to dispose of the Guardsmen, he'll only replace them. I'll slip a vial of something-or-other into his drink at the Guardinel tonight, we haven't fogotten anything have we Dan?"

OOC:The Guardinel is the resteraunt the two elves who Fingers said were the ones Sorin was after are going too."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Wyrbender
10/30/2002 3:18 PM

Luckily didn't hear what he said "dispose" and "take out". Is busy pokeing all the nooks and crannies and looking for intresting objects. His pouchs are allready half filled.
"I'm thirsty...is their any Kender Punch around?"

Is still an innocent and good kender....so careful what you say around him concerning murder eh?.Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

Kitiara99
10/30/2002 5:08 PM

Dansalie nodded along to what Morgh said, "Unpronounceableelvenlastname could prove to be a problem. One mysterious death the city could handle, especially a little gossip like Lisi LaReyan. But if this Dalthas is suddenly found dead, and one of the guards makes his connections to Lisi known... there could be trouble. We need to come up with something clever to get rid of him. Any thoughts?"

**********
Lisi LaReyan sat in her room on the third floor of her family's townhouse, combing her long golden curls. She was preoccupied with preparing for a night out, preferably as late as possible. She planned to take full advantage of her parents' absence. Maybe I'll head out to the Guardinel tonight.... she murmured to herself.

*********
Dalthas sat alone in his office, drinking wine straight from the bottle. He would like to go out to eat, but he didn't have many friends... come to think of it, he didn't have any at all. So he sat behind his desk, twirling a tiny elven dagger he kept about as ornamentation.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
10/30/2002 9:26 PM

Vincent sat outside the LaReyan estate, wrapped in a long brown robe. He looked like a begger, none of the passerbys gave him a second glance. He kept his eyes on the door of the large house. He didn't know whether to enter the house and get the job over with, or let the troublesome woman leave and kill her in a dark alley. Either way would be fine with Vincent. But he didn't know whether to make this a game. Easy or hard, both were fun for him.

The sun fell and the torches along the streets were lit. Vincent was beginning to think that he would have to go inside after all. It was then that the front door opened and torchlight filled the front courtyard, sillouetting the shape of a figure who was stepping out... Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Alanded
10/31/2002 6:45 AM


Fingers didn't grin at all as he watch the man succumb to the terrible ravages of cholera, deftly hiding the small red vial that he had in his hand.


OOC: ...I don't know what those symptoms are, but it can't be cholera, it's too damn fast!

"Oh, dear," Dr. Lustidick said as he inspected the dead man. "This isn't good at all. I'm afraid that it might not be Cholera after all, but Gonorrheauis Syphilititis Fungicius, or rotting genital disease. To illustrate his point, he pulled down the man's leggings to show the man's horribly decayed, pus-filled, tool, which had actually begun to melt into a black glop by then.

Turning quickly towards Sorin, the doctor jabbed a tiny syringe into the man's arm, injecting the clear fluid within straight into Sorin's veins.

"That should hold off the symptoms for a few hours till we get you to my medical kit, as for you all... I'm terribly sorry, but I only had that one dose of antidote. Not to worry, however, after the disease sets in past its incbation stage, its really quite painless, because all the nerve cells on your genitals have rotted away by then. So, all you lot have to endure are a few short minutes of indescribable agonising pain, which COULD be starting any moment now... "

Turning back ti the dwarf, he spoke briskly in his usual businesslike manner, ignoring the shocked silence that had fallen over the others. "Now, my dear fellow, where did you say the people we were looking for were going again?"

OOC: Well, Maugetar, either your poison merchant swindled you, or the man had the disease already before coming in. End point is, I hope you have a cleric nearby...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

QueshuWarrior
10/31/2002 4:15 PM

" Hmmm. The Guardinel. Never been there, heard it was great!" Sorin gave the dwarf a look of suspicion. He didnt trust anyone, and he never did.
" Come on Lustidick, lets go eat." Sorin went out the door and head towards the restaurant.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Alanded
11/01/2002 5:29 AM


" Hmmm. The Guardinel. Never been there, heard it was great!" Sorin gave the dwarf a look of suspicion. He didnt trust anyone, and he never did.
" Come on Lustidick, lets go eat." Sorin went out the door and head towards the restaurant.


"Hmmm... we might as well." Dr. Lustidick shrugged as he followed behind the guardsman, not much concerned that he was leaving a room full of possible plaguecariers to roam freely in the city. Gonorrhius Syphilititis Fungicious had a short active cycle that terminated in auto-euthanasia. With luck, if the people WERE infected, they would just die quickly (and painfully) and by the time someone else went in the bacteria causing it would have perished as well.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

Kitiara99
11/01/2002 4:33 PM

Lisi remained blissfully unaware of the impending danger. After she finished preparing, she stepped outside wrapped in a bright pink shawl. She walked briskly towards the Guardinel, quite forgetting to lock the door behind her.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
11/01/2002 5:13 PM

Vincent watched the woman walk off. He didn't think she could cause much trouble for the night. So quietly, he walked across the thinly crowded street and entered the LaReyan house. He looked around at all the fineries that this family had collected over the years. His mouth frowning in distaste. He walked upstairs and found a overly decorated room that could only be Lisi's. He stepped inside and pulled up a chair next to her bed. When the girl came home, he would be waiting. Vincent calmly pulled his long dagger out of its sheath and began to sharpen it. He would be waiting, and so would his dagger. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Alanded
11/01/2002 10:56 PM

"My good man, surely you can't be serious? You really mean to say that you've fallen out of favour with Princess Imer Poosee? That's wonderful! *cough* *cough* ahem, I mean, How TERRIBLE!" Colonel Jerkemoff said to Bardus, who was sitting opposite him at a table in the Guardinel.

They'd lost the man whom they were supposed to be following and were simply sitting in this fine eating establishment and swapping life stories about what had happened to them since they'd last met.

"My friend, your relationship troubles sorrow me deeply, come let us have another round of fine wine to wash away your sadness!" And celebrate my good fortune! Jerkemoff thought to himself. Now no one else can compete with me for the princess' favour.

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 2:15 AM

Fingers waited until the guardsmen were well gone before rushing up to the guldhouse proper, screaming about some obscene disease. Mohrg punched him until he made sense.

After listening to a transcript of what had passed below, hurridly garbled in thieve's cant, Mohrg grabbed a couple of the clerics that the guild kept nearby for emergencies. A hurried blessing and cure saw Mohrg and Wyr making thier way across the rooftops of the city, following the also-cured Dansalie who made her way through the roads below. Several clerics were cureing and sanctifying those in the bacteria-infested tavern front. The several thieves and assassins that had already been cured ghosted across other roofs, a grisly variety of weapons close to hand.

The Dark Elf assassin-chief looked over at the Guardinel - the sprawling resteraunt where the guardsmen had gone, as had that elven official. He glanced across to where the target lived, he just had to hope Vincent would finish the job tonight."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

QueshuWarrior
11/02/2002 2:03 PM

Sorin and Lustidick were already sitting at their table in the Guardinel when Sorin noticed a woman enter the restaurant. She was pretty and had a pink shawl on her head.

Sorin tapped Lustidick. " Hey, that looks like our girl, Danthalie!" Sorin whispered into his partners ear. Sorin rose from his seat. He stealthily grabbed the womans arm and whispered in her ear, " Follow me."

Sorin took her to the kitchen of the restaurant. The dwarven cooks hid in ovens at the sight of Sorins spear.

" So young lady, your the famous Danthalie, are you not?" Sorin questioned the young woman with his stern eyes.



OOC: Yes, i know its not Dansalie, Im going for you telling me who you really are.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkDalamar20
11/02/2002 2:26 PM

Vincent had waited long enough. The girl had not come back like he suspected. He got up and quickly left the large house. It didn't take long to find out where the girl had gone. He walked through the crowded streets. Too many people were out this night, that wasn't a good sign. He pushed past people, not listening to the loud curses that were directed towards him.

He reached the door of the Gaurdinel and pushed open the door roughly. He was breathing a little heavily from the effort of getting here quickly. He looked around the large resteraunt quickly, noticing the girl quickly. Two men were talking to here, was this a good sign? Vincent quickly entered and moved through the shadows around the room. He couldn't kill her in the open like this, but she would have to go off by herself sometime. He would wait until the moment was right. He didn't see Dansalie in the resteraunt. But some of her informants were probably in here. Vincent reached under his long jacket to touch the hilt of his dagger. It wouldn't be long now. He sat down at an empty table, his eyes never leaving the LaReyen girl. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Kitiara99
11/02/2002 4:27 PM

Lisi smiled at Sorin. "Danthalie? I'm afraid not.... My name's Lisi, Lisi LaReyan. I'm sure you know my family. Care to join me, gentlemen?" Not waiting for an answer, she sat down at the nearest table, fluttering her eyes invitingly.

********
Dansalie jumped from a rooftop onto a high wall overlooking the Guardinel. A large clear window gave an excellent view of the restuarant and it's customers. She turned to Morgh and whispered, "I think I see Lisi, at least a see some bright pink. No sign of Vincent... I suppose we'll have to wait a bit and see how this all plays out."

*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
11/02/2002 7:57 PM

" Oh, im sorry young lady. Didnt mean to scare you like that." Sorin apologized as he sat down next to the young woman.

" Theres something about your name that rings a bell. Hmmm. It was something important too!" Sorin took out a scrap of paper. He read it to himself softly.

" OH MY GOD! Your in danger Lisi!" Sorin shouted. Everyone in the restaurant looked at him.
" But we should keep it quiet." Sorin whispered to Lisi.
" Dont worry. Me and Mr. Lustidick will protect you."If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Alanded
11/02/2002 10:49 PM


" Dont worry. Me and Mr. Lustidick will protect you."


"Eh? We will??? I thought we were here to eat?" The good doctor riased his eyebrows quizically. "Who exactly are we protecting her from?"

OOC: BTW, Bardus and Jerkemoff are in the Guardinel too (see the post five spaces above this one...)

Oh, and I know who we are supposed to be protecting her from, but the doctor doesn't. But its ok for him to just wander through the entire thread in a confused sort of way I guess...


BIC (Jerkemoff):

*Hic* "Thash sho shad!" Jerkemoff said to Bardus, not quite sitting straight in his chair anymore. A veritable forest of empty bottles and tankards on the table between them. 'I'sh can't belif a womansh could be sho cold... she didn'sh even mourn for *hic* you at all? *hic* And shacked up instead wish shome guy called Dooku... Du' Kuli?" (See Red Rose Inn thread for this story).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

eswiftfire
11/03/2002 7:24 AM


*Hic* "Thash sho shad!" Jerkemoff said to Bardus, not quite sitting straight in his chair anymore. A veritable forest of empty bottles and tankards on the table between them. 'I'sh can't belif a womansh could be sho cold... she didn'sh even mourn for *hic* you at all? *hic* And shacked up instead wish shome guy called Dooku... Du' Kuli?" (See Red Rose Inn thread for this story).


Bardus nodded drunkenly. "Yeah.... that *hic* bitch.... she *hic* wept for a minute.... and then, she, she... *hic* went to meet the Dude... Dood.. Doo... Dook.... Du'kuli... and they were kisSHIing each... each other passhen... paSSHun... PASSIONATELY for sho... sho...... loong... like *hic* *burp* a few hoursshh or shumthing... she'shh jussht like that airheaded loveSHICK princess my new *hic* friend, Sh....Shhh.... Schtolheim told me about.... bushy... BUSY kisshing and sheducing her sholdiers while everyone was fighting in the... *BURP* great war..." (See Great War thread for this story too, not hard to miss, since they're started by the same person) 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'

Kitiara99
11/03/2002 3:08 PM

Lisi didn't look to upset at the though of being in danger. She simply raised an eyebrow when Sorin mentioned the doctor's name, and then continued sipping her wine. "Well, as I appear to be safe for now, let's not worry about it, shall we? Unless, of course, you wish to tell me exactly what this threat to my personal safety is."

********
Suddenly, a large maroon aberration appeared in the sky about the Guardinel. Laughing like an evil Santa, the great god Habbakuk, also known as Barney the Purple Dinosuar, descended to the center of Istar. "Blaspheme my temple and steal my rightful offerings, will she?" He boomed, referring of course to Dansalie. "Well I'll fix her! I'll make the whole city burst into flames!"

He conjured up an excellent fire spell, and cast it upon the whole of Istar. Strangely, a voice entered his head, saying something to the effect of "No, No, you stupid prehistoric preschool toy! The Cataclysm isn't scheduled for a few years yet! Stop it!" Because of this, the divine scolding of Paladine, the speel misfired and the entire city froze over instead.

"Oops." Habbakuk muttered, "Aww, they should thaw out in a little while, if it works like a usual frozen time spell they won't remember a thing." With that he wandered back to the godly plane.

OOC: The thread has been literally frozen for a week while I go gallivanting off on vacation, minus internet access. Sorry about that, we'll start up again ASAP. For more details see my Announcement thread. (It really doesn't have any more info in it but if you want to waste some time...)*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Alanded
11/06/2002 4:01 AM

OOC:

*bump*

(so we don't have to hunt for this thread when she gets back :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

QueshuWarrior
11/06/2002 1:26 PM

OOC: Oh dont be so gloom Alanded! We can still have fun.......

IC: Sorin tried to turn his head. It was heard when you were frozen head to toe. After the first month, Sorin began to get bored.

" Hey Dr. Lustidik." Sorin managed to say passed the sheet of ice covering his mouth.
" This really sucks!" Sorin said in frustration.

" Maybe we can hop over to the oven in the kitchen and turn it on! Then we will thaw out and we can do things to the frozen people!" Sorin was overcome with happiness. Sorin hopped a couple feet.

" Well, come on Lustidik!" Sorin said back to his partner.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Alanded
11/06/2002 9:26 PM


" Well, come on Lustidik!" Sorin said back to his partner.


"..." the good doctor, who was doing an Oscar winning impression of a Dicksicle, wittily replied, his lips frozen solid together. Then weird shit happened.

A noble comet died as a prince flamed across the sky. On another world, an imaginary continent sank beneath the waves, while over in Qualinesti, the elves became hippies and sat around all day smoking pot and saying "Kumbawa!!!" to nobody in particular.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

QueshuWarrior
11/07/2002 5:26 PM

Sorin turned on the oven and the ice melted away from his body. He walked into the main room of the restaurant. He walked over to the assassin.

" Hey Lustidik! This guys looks suspicious dont he?" Sorin knocked the frozen assasin over and broke off his left pinky.

" Oh sh*t! Woops! Get me outta here!" a griffing came through the ice roof of the restaurant. After grabbing the beautiful ice figure of Lisi, Sorin jumped onto the griffin and rode to Qualinost and grabbed a bong, joining the high elves.

" Yo dudes! Istar is like frozen man!" Sorin couldnt stop laughing.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkDalamar20
11/08/2002 12:32 PM

OOC: If Kit comes back before monday, I will have to resume my character later. I will be gone until monday afternoon. If this story begins before that, either find a way to continue without me, or hold a little longer. Sorry, I MIGHT be able to post this weekend, but I can't promise. Thanks. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Wyrbender
11/08/2002 7:32 PM

Always wondered how it felt to be frozen along with an entire city by a God of evil. Has a story to tell his children..if he ever has any. Wonders if freezeing lessens the chances of haveing children.

While hes not thinking of anything in particular, remembers something about how smokeing marijuana gives a man erectile dysfunction...hey! No wonder the elves have children so rarely.

"Borrows" everyone elses ice....and silver...and daggers...and bongs...and noble ladies...and princesses....just skilled yup!Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

Kitiara99
11/10/2002 4:15 PM

Mishakal floated past the city on a cloud, shaking her head at frozen mess. Lacking anything better to do, she decided to fix things up. She approved the use of marijuana for medicinal purposes but being the mother goddess she was, Mishakal was strongly opposed to anything that caused erectile dysfunction. She stole the bongs and pot from the elves (and Wyrbender) and sat on her cloud smoking away. In her drug-induced stupor she complete forgot to melt the city.

A heat wave came along and retruned the city to normal, if not a bit wet. Habbakuk's memory spell went into effect, and the various inhabitants of Istar went about their business as if time had never stopped.

Among those inhabitants were the guests at the Guardinel, and Dansalie, who stood on a wall overlooking the restaurant.

OOC: I suppose we'll just wait for DD to come back tommorow, unless people want to post a quick refresher on where their characters are and what they're doing.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
11/10/2002 4:34 PM

Vincent slowly stood up and walked over to the table where the two men were talking to the girl. He sat down at the empty chair that was directly across from the three. All talk and discussion ended as Vincent sat down and they looked at him suspiciously. Vincent looked at the two men first, eying them and looking for any weapons.

"Good day to you." Vincent smiled slightly. He reached down to his hip and pulled his long dagger from the sheath. He set it calmly on the table infront of him. "I have nothing to do with you" he looked at the guys. "But the girl will be coming with me."

He looked at Lisi. "My dear, you will come with me now. Or, all the people in this resteraunt will see your throat open. It will be quite a sight, one that I wouldn't want to deny them. But, I am sure that you would like to leave with me?"

He kept his hand on the hilt of his dagger while the girl looked frightently at the two men. Neither of them had said anything. Something could happen soon, Vincent thought, but whether it would be good or bad for him, he couldn't tell.

He talked calmly and quietly, waiting for what would happen. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Alanded
11/10/2002 5:44 PM


He looked at Lisi. "My dear, you will come with me now. Or, all the people in this resteraunt will see your throat open. It will be quite a sight, one that I wouldn't want to deny them. But, I am sure that you would like to leave with me?"


"Oh, why hello there, my good fellow!" Dr. Lustidick bellowed lustily. "Are you her guardian then? Good! It's very dangerous for a girl to be out and about, especially in a city like this. You never know who might be an asassin paid by a shadowy underworld leader just waiting to slit your throat. You'll be in good hands, I'm sure" he said while patting Lisi's hand reassuringly.

OOC: The poor, poor man has NO idea at all what's going on...

BIC:

Over at another table, Colonel Jerkemoff lurched unsteadily to his feet. "I've *hic* got to *hic*visit the *hic* gents," he said to Bardus, his legs weaving unsteadily as he made his way to the public privy at the back of the restaurant. This however brought him near to the table where Dr. Lustidick was sitting, where he was promptly recognised at once.

"Colonel! What are you doing here?" The good doctor said, waving to get his attention.

Jerkemoff wobbled over to stand BEHIND Vincent.

"Lustidick *hic* I could *hic* ask you the same *hic* question!" He was beginnng to feel a faint rumbling within his stomach, like the vengeful stirrings of a hundred pop tarts drowned in fine Istarian wine.


A moment later, he threw up...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

QueshuWarrior
11/10/2002 5:44 PM

" Well......there is one thing!" said Sorin as he stood up.

" She isnt going anywhere! Especially with a good for nothin throat slittin assasin like yourself!" Sorin picked up his spear. He was not afraid he had dealt with these folk before. All the had was there speed, keep his guard and he could win a fight easily.

" The law has protected you people long enough. You will not be arrested fool! You will DIE!" Sorin got into attack stance.

" Unless...you leave now!"

" And dude! What happened to your pinky?!" Sorin asked in confusion, pointing to the missing finger on his left hand.

Sorin kicked the doctor in the leg, signaling him to get ready for a possible fight.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Alanded
11/10/2002 6:39 PM


" And dude! What happened to your pinky?!" Sorin asked in confusion, pointing to the missing finger on his left hand.

Sorin kicked the doctor in the leg, signaling him to get ready for a possible fight.


OOC: Uh oh, looks like we posted at the same time. What now??? Hmm.. OK compromise, how about this is what happened:

Lustidick's lines come first, the you say your stuff, and then AFTER you kick Lustidick in the leg to clue him in on what's going on, Jerkemoff comes up to them all and pukes? Everyone OK with that interpretation of events?
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
11/11/2002 9:12 AM

Sitting on a wall overlooking the resteraunt, Mohrg swore heavily. So much for being an assassin! The fool had pretty much told them what was happening. A slow grin spread over Mohrg's face. The elf jumped down and sauntered into the resteraunt. He headed over to the bar, just happening to pass where Liri was sitting, he paused, a shocked expression on his face,

"By Paladine! It's that awful lying murderess Danthalie!"

He grabbed Sorin's arm, looking concerned,

"Captin Sorin, you must arrest that woman, it's the evil one you were asking after - Danthalie!"

Outside the resteraunt several Gnomes readied home-made smoke bombs just in case the ruse didn't work.

OOC: Nope, none of you guys have ever seen Mohrg before apart from Vince."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

DarkDalamar20
11/11/2002 3:25 PM

Vincent stood up quickly as Dansalie's assassin came walking up. He looked at the man angrily for intruding, but it was obvious that he was doing something. This was to be his kill, what was going on? If he had to kill the other two men, he had no qualms with that, just meant more blood on the floor. But, he didn't want to be a pawn in anyone's game.

Before the three could react. He slammed his fist into the man named, Sorin. The larger man was so shocked by the move that he fell back to the floor quite shocked. Before Sorin's partner coudl react, Vincent kicked the table into the man's stomach which in turn sent him into a heap as well. Screams broke out in the resteraunt, one loud one coming from the woman who was to be killed.

Vincent grabbed his dagger and sliced the sleeve of Dansalie's assassin friend. The blade did little but scratch the skin, but it was enough to move the man back. "She is mine!" Vincent hissed.

He backhanded the woman across the face, hard enough that she was knocked out cold. With barely a grunt, Vincent picked the girl up and ran out the front door, knocking over a couple gnomes in the escape.

"Hey,whatdoyouthinkyouare...uh oh!" one of the gnomes muttered as his smoke bomb went off, filling the street and the entrance of the resteraunt with foul smelling white smoke. Vincent ran as quickly as he could with the weight of the girl on his shoulder. He quickly was out of the area and took many side streets and doubled back a few times to make sure no one was following him.

Finally, he reached a abandoned house and kicked in the door. Once inside he put the girl on the floor in the corner and slammed the door shut, stacking broken furniture infront of it just in case. After this was all done, Vincent picked up the girl and moved her into the back of the house. There, no one could see that anyone was in the house, and no one would hear the girl scream....

OOC: Little twists sure are fun... Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Alanded
11/12/2002 2:31 AM


Before Sorin's partner coudl react, Vincent kicked the table into the man's stomach which in turn sent him into a heap as well.


Lustidick was not a happy person.

First, he'd been kicked in the legs by Sorin for no reason at all. Then, Jerkemoff had come up to their table, and promptly puked on the nice man that had undoubtedly come to escort the young lady home in safety. This had obviously enraged the man so much that the man had hit Sorin and knocked the table into Lustidick, bowling him over onto the ground. To top it off, there was now a cloud of foul-smelling white smoke expanding in the restaurant, causing him to choke.

Cursing, he grabbed hold of Jerkemoff with one hand and Sorin with the other and then hurried out of there.

"Look here, Jerk" he said, calling his friend by his much shorter nickname. "What do you mean by throwing up over people like that? Think how upset you must have made him! We should go apologize to him immediately! Don't you agree, Mr Sorin?... Wait, you're not Sorin!"

Lucas, the Caravan Master of the CARAVAN OF DEATH(TM) nodded unhappily, his mouth still smeared with the crumbs from th blueberry souffle that he'd been enjoying before he'd been interrupted.

"Oh well, my mistake. You look awfully familiar though. I feel as if I know you from somewhere. Sorry to have bothered you. I must've grabbed the wrong man in all that smoke. Never mind we'll find Sorin after we track that man down and you aplogize to him, Jerk. Now come along."

Leading him by the hand, he began following the very conspicious (if you were looking for them) sticky footprints that led away from the restaurant.
"On second thoughts, Jerk, it's a good thing you puked on him, otherwise, we'd never find him in this city..."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

Kitiara99
11/12/2002 12:47 PM

Dansalie swore softly under her breath. "What a bunch of blathering idiots." she mumbled. Then again, Vincent had managed to carry Lisi off, and at least Morgh had been acting out of concern. And aside from some very unhappy patrons at the Guardinel, nothing seemed to have gone terribly wrong. She glanced around, then slipped down the side of the wall. She would wait back at her house for a message from Morgh or Vincent. She wasn't needed here.

*********
Meanwhile, Lisi was slowly waking up in a dark, somewhat damp room. She couldn't remember too much of what had happened to her, except for a vague sense of apprehension. She tried to sit up and glance about warily.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
11/12/2002 4:51 PM

Sorin recovered from the extremely hard punch. He was choking on smoke and decided to run for his life. He jumped out a closed window, smashing the glass, and landed on the grass outside. He looked around and realized that Lustidik and Puke Master were nowhere to be found.

" Oh well. One more weight off my back." Sorin muttered to himself.

In that instant Sorin looked up and saw a woman walking away from the scene.

" Haha! I got you now!" Sorin whispered to himself.

" Turn around....very slowly! No funny business! I know who you are DANTHALIE!" Sorin walked up to her and held his spear tip to her back.

" Now tell me! What did you have to do with what went on tonight?" Sorin asked, still getting ready for attack.

OOC: No twists, lets make it Dansalie.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Wyrbender
11/12/2002 5:07 PM


He quickly was out of the area and took many side streets and doubled back a few times to make sure no one was following him.

Finally, he reached a abandoned house and kicked in the door. Once inside he put the girl on the floor in the corner and slammed the door shut, stacking broken furniture infront of it just in case. After this was all done, Vincent picked up the girl and moved her into the back of the house. There, no one could see that anyone was in the house, and no one would hear the girl scream....

Skips happily after him, across the roof tops, so that he never loses sight of the man running on the street. Sees him enter a houseing area and climbs down, only to start hearing broken furniture pile up behind the door.
"Well thats not safe. What if there is a fire and they need out? I better help save them and all. I'm sure they will both thank me after. "
Reaches through a hole in the door (looks like it was made by someones foot, kicking the door in) and starts pulling broken furniture peices out, at about the same rate the man inside is putting them against the door. Obviously Vincent wouldn't be paying much attention, haveing to keep the girl silent, so wouldnt notice the pile shrinking. Opens up the door and slips inside. Leaveing the large pile of broken furniture out in the street, and the door open, starts to follow the trail of dust the two made walking towards the back...

OOC: Never pull a twist with a kender around. Mwehehehehehehehe.Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

QueshuWarrior
11/12/2002 5:22 PM

OOC: KILL THE KENDER!!!

Now that would be a real twist!

Just joshin ya

proceed!!!If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Kitiara99
11/12/2002 5:30 PM

Dansalie jumped upon feeling the spear point in her back. She responded very clearly, trying her best to sound frightened out of her wits, "Dan..Danthalie? I'm sorry.. you must have the wrong person... My name is Myra Matheson. Assistant Clerical Undersecretary at the Temple of Habbakuk."*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
11/12/2002 5:48 PM

" Ah! So i presume you know this Danthalie, no?" Sorin looked at the woman suspiciously.

" Let me ask you some questions. Did she attend the temple this morning? And wait a second! Why are you here anyway! Fleeing from a scene, its awefully suspicious!" Sorin eased the pressure of his spear.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkDalamar20
11/12/2002 5:59 PM

As Lisi stood up after waking up, the first thing she noticed was Vincent crouched only a few feet away. The assassin was sharpening his dagger and eyeing the girl with a slight smile on his face.

"Good evening" Vincent smiled.

When the girl didn't say anything. Vincent stood up and walked over to her. She was frightened, he could tell. But she wasn't screaming. That was a good sign. He crouched in front of her as she fell back against the wall. "Yes, I am going to kill you. But, I will give you mercy. I will make it quick. A stab through the heart should suffice."

"If you want to know why I am doing this. Don't ask. I was hired. That is all you need know.." Vincent quit talking, he heard a scuffling towards the front of the house. He stood up and pulled Lisi by the hair back into the dark corner of the room. There, he stood next to the woman with his hand over her mouth. He kept his dagger up and ready for whomever shoudl show themselves... Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

eswiftfire
11/12/2002 7:00 PM

Bardus opened his eyes slowly, ignoring the skullsplitting headache he was having. He rubbed his eyes and frowned at the mess before him.

"Son of the hell? What the bitch just happened?" was the only thing he could say.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
11/13/2002 4:13 AM

"I'm pretty sure it should be somewhere around here..." Dr. Lustidick said, dragging a particularly green-faced Jerkemoff around. The trail of puke smeared bootprints had dried up a while ago and they were simply reduced to walking aimlessly through town. Already they had gotten into trouble for "stumbling" into the women's public baths, and had to beat a hasty exit through the back door, with about half the city guard chasing after them.

This was also the reason why instead of walking on the streets like normal sane peole, the two morons were currently crawling around on the cities rooftops -which of course naturally made them even more conspicous than before.

"Mommy! Who are the funny men on the roof?" A cute little six year old girl with a button nose and pixie like eyes asked, pointed at them.

"Hush dear, don't look at them." Her mommy said, pulling her back into their house and slamming the door shut.

Meanwhil, back on the roof, Lustidick pried up a loose bit of tile from the roof he was on. "Shoddy workmanship." he said after apprising it critically. Then he heard voices from the room below...



"Yes, I am going to kill you. But, I will give you mercy. I will make it quick. A stab through the heart should suffice."

"If you want to know why I am doing this. Don't ask. I was hired. That is all you need know.."


"Holy cow, Jerk! There's a murderer in there! We've got to do something!"
Tossing the tile over his shoulder, where it sailed through the air to harmlessly kill an innocent bystander, the good doctor took a bold step forward-

-forgetting that he was on the roof. Thankfully, the man-hole on the street below was open, so instead of becoming a thin red smear on the cobblestones, he fell into the sewers with a loud splash instead.

"Idiot. Jerkemoff said under his breath. "Guess I'm on my own then."

Just then there was an ominous creak.

"uh oh." was all he could get out before the roof caved in.

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

Wyrbender
11/13/2002 6:50 AM

SNATCH!
Appears out of the shadows...and a hole in one of the walls, grabbing the dagger
"Shiny....but dangerous. You could pick someones nose with this thing. I better keep it safe for you."
Replaces the dagger by giveing Vincent a carrot
"Good for eyesight, and much less dangerous. So how ya both doing? Im Wyrbend-"
Then, the sky fell...Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

eswiftfire
11/13/2002 8:55 AM

"DAMN!" Bardus bellowed, "where the HELL is everyone?"

The young government official decides that SOMETHING BAD must've happened. He looks around and found himself a couple of weapons (mostly forks and spoons) before rushing out of the restaurant.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'

Kitiara99
11/13/2002 6:16 PM

Dansalie chose her words carefully. "There was chaos at the restuarant, I left because I didn't want to be involved, I wasn't fleeing, I was going home." She did her best to start shaking nervously, not hard to do being as it was getting rather cold out.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Alanded
11/13/2002 6:35 PM


Appears out of the shadows...and a hole in one of the walls, grabbing the dagger
"Shiny....but dangerous. You could pick someones nose with this thing. I better keep it safe for you."
Replaces the dagger by giveing Vincent a carrot
"Good for eyesight, and much less dangerous. So how ya both doing? Im Wyrbend-"
Then, the sky fell...


Great clouds of dust rose into the air as Jerkemoff, literally, brought the roof down. Jerkemoff came out of the whole mess coughing and choking, then stiffened up in righteous rage as he saw the KENDER with the dagger in his hand standing beside Vincent and Liri.

"Aha! I have you now foul villain!" he said to Wyrbender, "You shall not harm this maiden or her guardian while I, Jerkemoff, Colonel in the First Cuntonian Lancers, still draw breath! Have at thee!"

With that, he snatched a steel folding chair from the wreckage and advanced quickly on the kender...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

DarkDalamar20
11/13/2002 7:33 PM

Vincent sighed as the kender and the man named Jerkmeoff battled like wwf opponents. He grabbed Lisi's hand and left the ensuing chaos behind him. The girl struggled, but once Vincent put a dagger to her throat, she quickly quieted. Where to go now, Vincent thought. Things were not going how he had hoped. There were few places that he could go. Maybe Dansalie would like to tlak to this girl before he killed her.

With another sigh, Vincent dragged the girl off to Dansalie's private chambers. Once inside, he sat down in a chair and tied up the girl and set her on the floor in front of him. He leaned back in the chair and used his dagger to clean dirt from under his fingernails. All he had to do now was wait. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Wyrbender
11/14/2002 5:19 AM

Looks at the chair

"You can't use that! Its a family relic of mine. Been in the family for five minutes or so...you can't hit a person with their own family relic..."

Puts the dagger in his pouch...and looks at all the shiny stuff that may be on the doctor. Then...the tickleing begins!Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

Kitiara99
11/14/2002 3:20 PM

Lisi would have started blubbering several hours ago, if she wasn't too scared. Not only was it bad enough she was kidnapped, and would most likely be killed, but she was planning to host a party next week. It was to be the highlight of her life! For the sake of all things silly and frivolous, she had to get out of this situation. She sat there (she couldn't do much else) and gave Vincent her most menacing stare.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Alanded
11/15/2002 10:08 PM


all the shiny stuff that may be on the doctor.


OOC:
Uhh... this is Jerkemoff, the colonel, facing you. Lustidick fell down a man hole into the sewer a coupla posts ago.

BIC:
"Yargh!! Get away from me you little miscreant!!!" Jerkemoff swings the chair wildly around, trips over a piece of broken tile, falls on the floor and knocks himself senselessly senseless in a senseless display of senseless senselessness.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
11/15/2002 10:20 PM


Lisi would have started blubbering several hours ago, if she wasn't too scared. Not only was it bad enough she was kidnapped, and would most likely be killed, but she was planning to host a party next week. It was to be the highlight of her life! For the sake of all things silly and frivolous, she had to get out of this situation. She sat there (she couldn't do much else) and gave Vincent her most menacing stare.


Suddenly, there was a high pitched whine, and then a harsh grinding noise filled the room. Moments later, part of the floor collapsed, leaving a gaping hole in the midddle of the floor. A grubby hand, smeared in muck and filth, reaches out from the darkness below, grabs the edge of the hole, and hauls himself up, to reveal-

-Dr. Lustidick, very much the worse for wear after his journey through the Istarian sewer system. "Absolutely primitive waste disposal system," he muttered as he put away his diamond tipped dental drill. "I'm surprised they haven't been wiped up by scrofula or something by now."

Then he sees Liri and Vincent.

"Oh dear, I hope I'm not interrupting anything? Terribly sorry to drop in like this, but I must have taken a wrong turn in the sewer. I could've sworn that I should've ended up in Bertha's Palace of Earthly Delights."
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

Kitiara99
11/17/2002 9:37 AM

Lisi's eyes practically popped out of her face. She had hoped her savior would come in a cleaner, more attractive form, but she supposed she would have to make do. She sat primly (not easy to do when secured in place by ropes and gags) and waited patiently for the sewer creature to dispense of Vincent and gallantly rescue her.

*********
Meanwhile, Dansalie fidgeted at spearpoint. She hoped her assailant would buy her story about being Myra.... *Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Kitiara99
11/17/2002 9:38 AM

Lisi's eyes practically popped out of her face. She had hoped her savior would come in a cleaner, more attractive form, but she supposed she would have to make do. She sat primly (not easy to do when secured in place by ropes and gags) and waited patiently for the sewer creature to dispense of Vincent and gallantly rescue her.

*********
Meanwhile, Dansalie fidgeted at spearpoint. She hoped her assailant would buy her story about being Myra.... *Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Maugetar
11/17/2002 10:02 AM

Like some strange ghost, Mohrg stepped out of the shadows next to Ludstick, helping the doctor up and passing him his glasses, which had obviously fallen on the floor,

"Bertha's? Ah - you took the left fork before the criminal inventor's guild didn't you? Everyone makes that mistake. From here, you need to go down the fork marked 'Sea Frt' and then take the third left. Ther'll be green door - go through and you should be there."

He looked up to see the colonel attacking Wyr,

"If you'd like to go with him I'm sure I can cope with this ruffian. I'm freinds with the young lady's guardian you see, old family ties - you know how it is.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
11/17/2002 10:04 AM


Lisi's eyes practically popped out of her face. She had hoped her savior would come in a cleaner, more attractive form, but she supposed she would have to make do. She sat primly (not easy to do when secured in place by ropes and gags) and waited patiently for the sewer creature to dispense of Vincent and gallantly rescue her.


BIC:

"I say, my good man," Dr. Lustidick said to Vincent, wiping as much of the muck off his face as he could with a handkerchief, "could I possibly borrow your bath? I'm a frightful mess and I simply can't go out like this. What would people say?"

Then loud voices were heard coming from the hole that he'd just exited from.

"This way, I see light up ahead!!!" Moments later, an entire contingent of guards swarmed out of the hole, weapons drawn. "There he is!!!" One of them cried, grabbing hold of Lustidick. "Now we've got you, you pervert. Try and sneak into the women's baths will you? (see earlier post, the one where he fell down the man hole) It'll be a public flogging for you!"

Then one of them noticed Lisi, who was still teid up and gagged.

"Hey, isn't that Lisi LeRayen??? What's going on here???" He asked suspiciously, glaring at Vincent.

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

DarkDalamar20
11/17/2002 10:33 AM

Vincent sighed. Could nothing go right this night? First everything had gone wrong in the resteraunt. Then the kender had intruded on him in the old abandoned house. And now this. For the first time in his life, Vincent was actually stuck on what he should do. He could kill some of the guards. But there were too many of them to kill and get away with Lisi while still alive.

He looked at the Lustidick characher, who still was covered head to toe in human excrement. He sneered in disgust. There was something obviously wrong with this man. He had been present almost everytime his plans had gone wrong.

Vincent got a plan and stood up straight. "I don't know what is going on here officers. I was walking down the street when I heard a scream. I ran into this house, which luckily was unlocked, and I found this woman here tied up. I was coming over to let her go when this man broke through the floor." He motioned towards Lustidick. "I can only assume that he was keeping this woman here for some bizzar sex ritual. You said yourself he was trying to break into the women's baths."

Vincent stood straight, adjusting his black vest and trying to look as innocent as possible. He had no idea if this would work. If it didn't, he would kill Lisi, and take down as many of the guards he could before he was inturn killed.

The guards were looking at each other, but whose story they believed, was hard to tell.. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Alanded
11/17/2002 11:22 AM


Vincent stood straight, adjusting his black vest and trying to look as innocent as possible. He had no idea if this would work. If it didn't, he would kill Lisi, and take down as many of the guards he could before he was inturn killed.

The guards were looking at each other, but whose story they believed, was hard to tell..


The guards looked at each other. Then their sergeant spoke. "Uh... right mister. Thank you for your help. You can go now, we'll see that the girl gets home safely and that this sicko gets locked away." Heh, the LeRayens are bound to offer a reward for the girl's rescue, and if you don't know who she is then its all ours for the taking. He motioned to two of the other guards and they moved to untie Lisi from the chair...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
11/17/2002 2:51 PM

Mohrg coughed politly but firmly, talking to the segeant in a tone that clearly showed he was a member of the aristocracy, and a powerful one at that,

"That won't be necessary my dear Sergeant. You must ensure this vagabond is locked firmly away. I am a close friend of the LeRayen family and I assure you that the family would rather she was seen being brought home by a known friend than by a regiment of guards. Of course you could send a pair of your men with us if you feel it necessary."

He stepped past the guards, brushing thir hands away from the tiedup Lisi as if they were not fit to touch the hem of her dress. He then began to dextrously untie the ropes, careful to leave the gag until last.

He glanced back at the sergeant,

"I'm sure the LeReyans would be very grateful to you and your men.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Alanded
11/17/2002 7:20 PM


"I'm sure the LeReyans would be very grateful to you and your men."


"I dunno..." the sergeant said suspiciously, as several guardsmen hauled Lustidick, who was lusttily protesting his innocence at the top of his voice, away. "How's we gonna proves that we were th' ones that came and saved her? I know youse' highborns are always looking to save a copper or two. How do I know you'll pay up?"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
11/18/2002 8:58 AM

"High-borns? i am offended sir, I am not from any petty upper-class family, I am one of an ancient Elven line of nobles with more money than we know what to do with. And power as well as it comes to it."

He looked around at the soldiers and passed a golden, ruby-studded ring in front of thier faces. He then passed it to the sergeant,

"This is nothing to us, you can have it as a token of good-will. A down-payment as it were. Rest assured, there will be more.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

DarkDalamar20
11/18/2002 10:00 AM

Vincent eyed the man of Dansalie's warily. He was doing his best to get rid of the guards. They seemed to be buying it. Vincent was careful to keep his hand off of his dagger. He didn't want to look like a threat, not now.

He eyed everyone in the room. But most of all Lisi. She was eying the guards as if they were her last hope. She would have screamed out for help if it wasn't for the gag still in her mouth. Vincent just hoped something didn't go even more wrong. This day had been bad enough.. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

QueshuWarrior
11/18/2002 2:24 PM

Sorin returned his spear to his side.

" Fine! You may go. That doesnt mean I trust you one bit! You'll get yours." Sorin said, pointing his finger in the womans face.



Sorin walked back to the tavern and noticed his old friend, Dr. Lustidik, being carried away by about four guards.

" What are you doing with this man?" Sorin asked as he approached the guards.

" Oh! Good evening Sorin Sir!" One of the guards said with a salute. " This sick little man has been hanging around the womans baths."

" So!" Sorin yelled. " Are you telling me you've never done that?" Sorin asked the guard.

" Well...uh." The guard turned red and started scratching his head.

" My point exactly.......come on Lustidick!" Sorin grabbed the doctor as the guards stood there in confusion.

The two were alone in an alleyway.

" So, did you see where the assassin took Lisi?" Sorin asked the doctor impatiently.

" Oh and did you get any pictures of the ladies in the bath? If so, i'll have to take them for, ummm, evidence." Sorin said, thinking of a better excuse.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Kitiara99
11/18/2002 3:36 PM

OOC: Sorin, you were actually just questioning Dansalie. If it's ok, I'll just assume you darted off because you heard a commotion at the abandoned house.

BIC: Lisi was trying her best to scream, but the gag worked far too well. All she managed to get out were a few pitiful squeeking noises. Her throat ached.... she didn't know if she'd even be able to make a noise, provided they ever took the gag off.

*************
Dansalie was pleasantly surprised when the guard darted off, apparently distracted by something he heard. She took the oppurtunity to run as hard as she could back to her own lodgings, careful to take a roundabout route in case she was being watched. Once there, she slipped inside and changed into more comfortable clothes, then settled down to balance her accounts. She had done quite well with the money from the Temple, perhaps enough to invest in a few gladiators... she did so enjoy spending an afternoon at the arena. She kept a small mace nearby, just because the events of the evening had given her a terrible sense of impending doom.

************
Dalthas sat in his office as the clock ticked past midnight. "I wonder how good ol' Bardus is doing.... catching those despicable criminals," He thought, happily using words like "despicable" he would never attempt out loud. It was getting late, and he was getting tired out flicking spitballs at painting of important past clerics. "Maybe I'll head home..." he thought. He left his office and stepped outside to walk down the street to a large building that housed many of the clerics and officials of the city. He took his time walking down the street... home was just as boring as his office.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Alanded
11/18/2002 9:14 PM


" So, did you see where the assassin took Lisi?" Sorin asked the doctor impatiently.

" Oh and did you get any pictures of the ladies in the bath? If so, i'll have to take them for, ummm, evidence." Sorin said, thinking of a better excuse.


"Uhh... Assassin? Pictures? Uh, no I don't have any pictures, I was just having polite conversation with a gentlemanand a lady back there-" he pointed to where the gurads had dragged him from, "-when these brutes came along and seized me."

***

The guards eyed the ornament greedily.

"Uhm, yes. I'm... sure, that you won't, uh... have any problems coming up with the uh... reward money, milord," the sergeant said, now bowing and scraping before Mohrg like a trained lap dog. "Is there anything else I could do for you, milord?"
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
11/19/2002 8:08 AM

Mohrg smiled at the sergeant, dropping the ring into his hand,

"There is a certain guardsman, by the name of Sorin I believe. He has been disturbing many of those living in the, ahem, higher districts. If you could somehow keep him away from that area it would be most appreceated."

He smiled again and nodded to the sergeant,

"Well done officer you've done the city proud. There might even be a promotion in the offing for you someday soon."

With that, the elf helped Lisi to her feet and half-carried her out of the door, motioning for Vincent to follow him, talking to him about the recent fluxes in trade from the continent and other details that the nobility might discuss."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

eswiftfire
11/19/2002 8:30 AM


Dalthas sat in his office as the clock ticked past midnight. "I wonder how good ol' Bardus is doing.... catching those despicable criminals," He thought, happily using words like "despicable" he would never attempt out loud.


"73 bottles of dwarf spirits on the wall, take one down, pass it around!" Bardus sang as he downed the dwarf spirits with one gulp.

"72 bottles of dwarf spirits on the wall, take one down, pass it around!" Lucas sang as he downed the dwarf spirits with one gulp.

"71 bottles of dwarf spirits on the wall, take one down, pass it around!" Bardus sang as he downed MORE dwarf spirits with one gulp.

"70 bottles of dwarf spirits on the wall, take one down, pass it around!" Lucas sang as he downed MORE dwarf spirits with one gulp.

[Two hours later...]

"Zzzzzzzzz....." Lucas snored. Dreaming of abducting children in Solace while burning the trees to the ground screaming 'Mooooooerooooooo' like a psychotic madman.

"2 bottles of dwarf spirits *hic* on the... *hic* wall, take one down, *hic* PASSSSSSSSH it a... *hic* around!" Bardus continued singing...

Hmm.... wait a minute, I remember that I have something to do... hmm.... what is it? What is it?? WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? Lemme drink another few bottles and see whether I can remember... mwaha...

Wait... where did that 'mwaha' come from?

***

Somewhere else, in a thread far far away, a spiky-haired crazy mage threatened to sue. 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'

QueshuWarrior
11/19/2002 2:37 PM

Sorin was very frustrated. The stupid doctor didnt get any information, and even worse, no pictures of bathing woman.

" Your worthless Lustidik!" Sorin telled at the doctor and slapped him across the face.

At that moment three guards ran up to him.

" You are Sorin are you not?" asked the one of the guards.

" You better damn well know who i am! Im only the head guard in this blasted city!" Sorin got right in the guards face.

" Not for long. I was ordered to keep you away from the high class areas. But i decided to kill you right here! Right now!" the guard took out a short sword.

" Well i must say, you helped me a lot there. By telling where i shouldnt go, i now know where to go! Thanks a lot bud." Sorin confused the men greatly. The guard stood there scratching his chin. Sorin, then remembering the guard was gonna kill him, thrust his spear right into the guards gut. The other two guards drew their short swords quickly.

Sorin looked for any possible disadvantages of his. He turned and saw the doctor. "Theres one!" Sorin thought and he pushed the doctor into a pile of trash and out of his way.

The two guards charged at Sorin. Sorin jumped up and grapped a closeline above him. He swung off it, giving him enough momentum to flip over the two guards. He then hurled his spear at one of the guards backs. The guard fell, dead, right on top of Lustidik. The other guard turned and managed to slash Sorin on his left arm. The full moon shone high above, revealing the blood dripping down Sorins arm. Sorin then jumped on the man and bit his neck. Blood squirted everywhere, hair grew on Sorins back; he was changing.

" Hahahaha!" Sorin began to laugh. He had changed into a ..................

WEREWOLF!!!If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Kitiara99
11/19/2002 3:43 PM

Dalthas heard the singing coming from further down the street. Or rather, the drunken ramblings. He had missed the earlier portions of "100 bottles of dwarf spirits on the wall...." and was currently only able to discern a few sad hiccups. He headed off in the direction of the noise.

Kendra sat in the back of the Caravan of Death, drinking the almost-empty flasks Lucas and Bardus had cast aside. She beginning to feel a bit tipsy herself...

"What ith the meaning of thith rollicking commthion?!?" Dalthas demanded of the dark-haired imp of a girl sitting on the back of the wagon.

"Aww, nothin' much." Kendra replied, feeling a little bit dizzy. She gulped another flask to "steady her nerves." "Hey Lucas...." she shouted in the opposite direction of where the man was sitting. "You got a *burp* visitor!"
*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

DarkDalamar20
11/19/2002 11:27 PM

"What in the hell is going on?" Vincent grumbled angrily at Mohrg.

The two were finally alone with Lisi, walking down a darkened side street. "If you are playing me for a fool, I will not hesitate to slit your throat right here. How did you find me anyway? I could have handled those guards."

Vincent wasn't as calm and cool as he usally was. Morgh could see this by the assassin rash behaviour and the fidgeting of his fingers. He was on his last nerves. This wasn't going at all like Vincent was planning. A series of bad mistakes and unlucky encounters had turned this into a nightmare.

Vincent eyed the man holding Lisi carefully. He knew this guy was dangerous. He also knew that a battle between them would be bloody and harsh. But, in his current situation, he did not think that he could beat this assassin.

"Look, take me to Dansalie. I must speak with her. I want to know what I am killing this girl for! Something isn't right..." Vincent said, his voice rising in agitation. "I should just slit her throat right here!" He pulled out his dagger, eying the dual sharp edges of the blade....

He then looked at Mohrg, "What did Dansalie tell you was to be done with me when this girl was finally killed?" Vincent didn't know if he liked the look on the assassin's face at that question...


Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

Maugetar
11/20/2002 8:56 AM

Mohrg smiled faintly,

"You are wondering how I found you are you not? I was going to watch you in anycase. Dansalie and I were thinking of taking you into the guild if you were any good."

He gently lead Lisi into the LeReyan mansion, Vincent following and shutting the door behined him. The assassin guildmaster didn't say another word until he had managed to get the now struggleing Lisi into one of the overly plush bedrooms. He turned back to Vincent,

"You see, we hate to see good talent go to waste. On the other hand, the guild can't really be seen to let outsider thieves or assassins rove around on thier lonesome can we?"

He carefuly took the gag off Lisi with his gloved hands, then pushed her down into a chair, pulling one up himself so he could face her, instincivly placing it out of the girl's reach. He hadn't got where he was by being careless."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

Wyrbender
11/20/2002 10:39 AM

Heh, pulls the chair out from under Mohrg and sits in it himself, waiting for the man to fall on his arse. Giggles
"So what you all doing? Can i have some fun to? Whos joining what and why?"
Seems to have been following pretty much everybody...luck of the kender That one guard didnt even notice he dropped that ruby ring...plays with it idely on his finger, stareing at Mohrg, waiting for answers. Doesn't really like Vincent.Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

Kitiara99
11/20/2002 7:25 PM

Lisi has neared hysteria with fear, but now she was just exhausted. One only has so much adrenaline. She was still dying to know what was going on (and of course she had a slight desire to survive this adventure) but her mind had become too clouded to think about it. She stared blankly at Morhg, not even bothering to scream.

********

OOC: Habbakuk has returned to freeze the thread a second time. :D Sorry guys, I'm going away for a few days again, I'll be able to post again on Sunday or Monday at the latest. This'll be the last time for a while, I promise! :D If you want to continue a bit while I'm gone, go ahead... just don't charge so far ahead my characters get lost! (Lisi will have to throw a temper tantrum). So ta ta for now, be back in a few days!*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Alanded
11/22/2002 6:23 AM


Sorin looked for any possible disadvantages of his. He turned and saw the doctor. "Theres one!" Sorin thought and he pushed the doctor into a pile of trash and out of his way.


Lustidick fell into the pile of trash kicking and flailing, until he found a half eaten spicy taco.

"Oh look, a taco!" he said.

Then 100,000,000 chihuahuas appeared out of nowhere and began talking in spanish.

¡ "Oye petimetre, nos da el taco o mordemos lejos su dick!" said one.



¡ "Eso tiene razón, nos da el dick o morderemos lejos el taco!" said another.

¿ "Habla usted el español?" said a third.

"... I must have hit my head too hard." The doctor said.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

Kitiara99
11/25/2002 3:27 PM

OOC: I'm back... you can all carry on. Hmmm, my characters don't have much to do, Dansalie's at her house, Lisi is quite tied up, and Dalthas walked up to the Caravan of Death, where a VERY tipsy Kendra sent him towards Lucas. *Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Maugetar
11/26/2002 4:59 AM

Mohrg looked down at Wyr, as if confused by his presence, then shrugged,

"Wyr - could you keep an eye out of the downstairs window, if anyone comes then rrun up here and tell me."

The Dark Elf watched the Kender head to the window, then turned to look at Lisi, then at Vincent.

"Kill her.""Ah, they have a cave troll....."

DarkDalamar20
11/26/2002 9:16 AM

Vincent nodded, he pulled his long dagger out of the sheath in his belt. Lisi was trying to scream, but the gag wasn't letting her get it out. Vincent tooked slow steps towards her, letting her fear grow.

He kneeled in front of her and looked into her eyes. Fears hidden behind tears was all that he could see. He looked down at his dagger, seeing his face reflected in the silvery surface. Then shaking his head angrily, he placed the dagger against Lisi's throat. She breathed in in fear, trying to move her head away from the blade. Vincent just held the edge harder against her neck, the sharp steel bitting in.

"I am sorry" He whispered to Lisi, he began to draw the blade across her throat. He closed his eyes and suddenly he knew he had to do something. With a quick flick of the wrist, Vincent cut through the ropes holding Lisi to the chair. He yanked off the gag and then lunged at Mohrg. The assassin was suprised, but then again, Vincent was suprised as well. He didn't know why he was doing this. As he crashed into the suprised assassin, his only hope was that Lisi could escape before Mohrg had killed him and could come after her..

OOC: Just some twists to keep this story going. Maybe one day it will beat out that Future Fellowship thread. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

[Edited by DarkDalamar20 on Tuesday, November 26, 2002 10:13 AM]

eswiftfire
11/26/2002 9:37 AM


"Aww, nothin' much." Kendra replied, feeling a little bit dizzy. She gulped another flask to "steady her nerves." "Hey Lucas...." she shouted in the opposite direction of where the man was sitting. "You got a *burp* visitor!"


"Yeah?" Lucas looked up drunkenly. "Who wants to talk to The Great One? Make it quick, I have... *hic* lots of people to do and... *hic* many things to meet."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'

Kitiara99
11/26/2002 2:35 PM


OOC: Just some twists to keep this story going. Maybe one day it will beat out that Future Fellowship thread.


OOC: Yay! Let's go for it! :)

BIC: Lisi jumped up, startled and quivering with fear. The adrenaline kicked in quickly. She ran from the room and practically tumbled down the stairs. She fled from the house, her clothing dirty and her perfect hair in disarray. She turned into a darkened ally and waited to catch her breath. What now? She wondered. But Lisi, despite her shallowness, wasn't entirely unresourceful. She soon set off at a quick jog towards the Platinum Avenue, where she knew Dalthas' office to be located.

************
Dalthas sniffed derisively at the Caravan Master. Drunken delinquents, both of them. He blew his Official Faux-Platinum Whistle of High Alert to summon the guards. He'd never used it before.... he had always entertained images of golden warriors on white warhouses riding to the rescue, responding to the valiant call of the trumpet, brandishing enchanted swords and carrying helpless damsels. Imagine his disappointment when his Official Whistle let out a mere *SQUEEEK,* followed several minutes later by a pair of sleep-deprived guards stumbling down the street. Dalthas looked at them sternly, and one fell over. He snorted derisively, (his favorite noise by the way, it involved no s-words.)

Dalthas pointed in the direction of the Caravan, telling the guards, "Arretht thoth drunken foolth, immediately! They are dithurbing the peathe!" The guards wandered listlessly over to the Caravan and began trying to handcuff Lucas. Dalthas, convinced his work was done, set off down the street towards his lodgings.

Dalthas had almost reached the door when an exhausted young woman practically knocked him over. "Excuse me, Cleric Dalthas, but I've almost been murdered! There's bandits loose in the city, I swear it! I..."

"Now, now my dear." Dalthas interrupted. "Come inthide, path the night in one of the guethroomth here. You can tell me the trouble in the morning." Dalthas was very dedicated to getting his beauty sleep. Lisi, exhausted herself, decided to comply. She had barely reached the nearest room when she collapsed, fast asleep. Dalthas, in his own room, lulled himself to sleep by attempting traditional speech therapy, which has never worked. If you stood near his door you could hear, softly, "Thhhh, Thhhh, Thhhh...."*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Maugetar
11/27/2002 9:58 AM

Mohrg didn't bother killing Vincent - that would be far to easy. His open-palmed blow caught Vincent in just the right spot, the man crumpling to the floor in an unconscious heap.

"Amature."

Mohrg sped out of the door that Lisi had left by, signalling some of his guild who were in the street outside to take Vincent back to the guild house.

The elf headed off in the direction that Lisi had taken, he was just heading towards a grou of caravans, when he passed a tall building. Then he heard an all-too welcome sound,

"Thhhh, Thhhh, Thhhh...."

And who would Lisi head for at the first oppertunity? Who but her pet civil servant. All but invisiable in the night, Mohrg began to climb....."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

QueshuWarrior
11/27/2002 1:52 PM

Sorin ran through the city on all fours. He finally got to the building where Lisi was taken. He kicked the door and burst it to bits. The werewolf ran through, knocking down a kender. He charged through the bedroom door and saw a man lying there unconsious.

" YOU!" Sorin growled as he turned the man over so he could see his face.

" Wheres Lisi?!" Sorin yelled. Sorins grey fur shrank back into his skin, the arch in his back went away and he was standing on two feet again. Sorin had turned back into human. He stepped back from Vincent in fear, realizing he had left his spear by the garbage.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Maugetar
11/27/2002 1:59 PM

The four assassins that Mohrg had sent into the house raised thier crossbows at Sorin, as another came up the stairs behined him, dagger drawn."Ah, they have a cave troll....."

QueshuWarrior
11/27/2002 2:15 PM

Sorin quickly kicked one of the crossbows out of an assassins hands. It flipped up into the air. Sorin caught the crossbow and shot the unarmed guard in the gut.

The other three assassins shot at him. Sorin ducked and the bolts hit a dresser behind him. He ran and hid in a closet.

" Come on Vincent, I saw you in action once. You can take these guys!" Sorin yelled from behind the closet door.

One of the assassins approached the closet door holding a dagger, not noticing Vincent.

At the right moment, Sorin kicked the closet door, making it swing and smash into the assassins face, giving him a bloody nose. The other assassins were busy reloading there crossbows. Sorin took this time to run out of the closet. He grabbed the bloody faced assassin and threw him out the bedroom window. The assassin fell two stories onto the stone road.

Sorin, seeing the assassins ready to shoot, jumped into the closet once again. He slammed the door as two arrows nearly pierced through the wood.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

DarkDalamar20
11/27/2002 2:27 PM

Vincent got up groggily and rubbed his head. His neck still hurt from where Morhg had knocked him out. He got up slowly, careful not to make a sound. He saw a man in black walking towards the rooms' closet. He quickly ran towards the man, wrenched his head back, and slit the man's throat. Then another man was on him. This one with a dagger. He charged at Vincent, his dagger slashing wildly. Vincent sidestepped the powerful and quick movements. The man's dagger sliced into the sleeve of Vincen'ts shirt, cutting the skin beneath.

Quickly, Vincent smashed his foot into the attacker's knee. Taking delight when he heard the kneecap shatter. As the man fell in pain, Vincent fell over him, burying his dagger in the man's stomach. After a few painfilled gurgles, the assassin finalyl died.

He then heard someone inside the closet, he yanked the door open to come face to face with Sorin. He bashed the man across the face crumpling him to the floor. He then ran out of the room. Following a slight trail of blood left by Morgh from where Vincent's dagger had cut his arm.

He passed another assassin dead on the ground. He continued running, not giving the body another glance. He reached a building where the blood seemed to stop. He recongized the place as Dalthas's residence. Without another thought, he bashed in the door and fell to the ground. He smiled as he heard crossbow bolt slam into the door behind him. He stood up slowly, his dagger in hand. In front of him stood two more assassin, quickly reloading their weapons for another shot.

With a slight smile on his face, Vincent ran towards the assassins. His dagger led the way... Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

[Edited by DarkDalamar20 on Wednesday, November 27, 2002 2:32 PM]

Alanded
11/27/2002 7:52 PM


"... I must have hit my head too hard." The doctor said.


"They want your taco," one of the chihuahuas said suddenly, in Common, it's voice sounding tragically sorrowful.

"Eh? Oh, all right then." Lustidick tossed the taco towards the other chihuahuas. At once they began fighting over it. "Don't you want the taco too?" The doctor asked the Common-speaking chihuahua.

"No. I don't. Listen to me. I'm not what I seem to be. My name is Schtolheim Erynius Reinbach, and I'm dead. My ghost has possessed this dog so I can speak to you." There was a tragic expression on it's face.

'Eh, oh, I zee. Zit dovn right hear. I dink I can help yoo. Exactly zince when did yoo begin to hav deluzionz that yoo were a dead man?"

"I'm not insane, doctor. And why are you talking like a very bad impersonation of Sigmund Freud? You have to listen to me. I have very important information about Lucas the caravan master of the Caravan of Death. I know you're in the city to look for him, and I can help you." The dog looked even more tragically sorrowful then before.

"What! Why didn't you say so in the first place. Lead the way!"

Schtolheim's voice was resonant with the anguish of a tortured soul. "I will. But first, we must find a suitable champion to best him, for he wields the dread blade Saviour's Bane, and no mere mortal can withstand its sinister might. Come with me."

Schtolheim turned around and headed of into the twisting streets. Shrugging, Lustidick trailed along behind him.

***

In the wrecked house where Vincent had been hiding with Lisi, a figure stirred. The body of Colonel Jerkemoff twitched slightly, then the eyelids snapped open, revealing eyes that glowed with an eerie blue light. Lips twisted upwards in a sinister smile as the figure got slowly to its feet.

"Lucas... I'm coming for you..." Folken rasped as he slipped out of the house.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

eswiftfire
11/28/2002 7:53 AM


The guards wandered listlessly over to the Caravan and began trying to handcuff Lucas.


Lucas' eyes flashed dangerously. His face broke into a wide insane, maniacal grin that threatened to rip his mouth muscles. "*hic* You? Arrest me? HAH!"

With a flash of movement, his hand plunged deep into a pregnant woman's stomach standing nearby, and he ripped out a lump of flesh... or more precisely, a foetus. The woman shrieked, vomitted blood, and tried to covered the gaping hole on her stomach, but two seconds later, she collapsed onto the floor and died immediately.

Lucas smiled happily as he crushed the foetus with a hand, reducing it into a lump of squirming flesh."This is FUN!" He took a step backwards, smeared the bloody mess on his face and turned to Kendra. "Finished those two guards. Don't kill them. I want to feed them to the children. RAW."



OOC:
Can't believe that we're continuing the 'Caravan of Death' storyline here.

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'

[Edited by eswiftfire on Thursday, November 28, 2002 8:01 AM]

Kitiara99
11/28/2002 4:11 PM

OOC: Swifty, that was revolting!

BIC: Kendra jumped into action with karate-fung-fu-kicks. She knocked out the guards, dodging crossbow bolts and sword swings as she went. The guards were multiplying... three more popped up for every one that went down! (Ahh, the wonders of alcohol...) She knocked them all down with amazing prowess, and finished barely out of breath. She stood staring at the mashed up bodies fo the guards, admiring her work.

***********
Dalthas slept blissfully through the noise around his lodging house. Lisi, however, did not. She was about to fall asleep when she heard the commotion, and feared for her life and beauty sleep. Of which she was already rather deprived. She jumped up and ran down the hall, hiding in a broom closet near the men's bathroom.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

QueshuWarrior
11/29/2002 6:19 AM

Sorin got up and looked in a mirror. He saw a huge bruise on his face.

" What the hell happened?!" Sorin yelled at the mirror. He walked down the stairs seeing many dead bodies along the way. He ran into Lustidik by the door.

" Damn! I thought i got rid of you at the alleyway! What are you doing here?" Sorin asked rubbing his bruised nose.

" I gotta save Lisi, wherever she is." Sorin began running back to the alley way to get his spear.If your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

eswiftfire
11/29/2002 7:26 AM


OOC: Swifty, that was revolting!

BIC: Kendra jumped into action with karate-fung-fu-kicks. She knocked out the guards, dodging crossbow bolts and sword swings as she went. The guards were multiplying... three more popped up for every one that went down! (Ahh, the wonders of alcohol...) She knocked them all down with amazing prowess, and finished barely out of breath. She stood staring at the mashed up bodies fo the guards, admiring her work.


OOC: Alanded suggested that I find pictures of cannibals or abortion pictures. (originally Lucas was to eat the foetus) Those are too revolting for me, so I ended up with this watered down version.

IC:

Lucas claps his hand, laughing maniacally. "Well done, girl. Let's take their bodies home, I'm in an awfully generous mood, and I think I can improve it by watching them being eaten alive by wolves... wait a min, I have something better to do...."

Sneering, he places a boot on a guard's face. "Now, tell me, who was that elf just now? Where does he live? Tell me and I'll let you live." 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
11/29/2002 7:30 AM


" What the hell happened?!" Sorin yelled at the mirror. He walked down the stairs seeing many dead bodies along the way. He ran into Lustidik by the door.

" Damn! I thought i got rid of you at the alleyway! What are you doing here?" Sorin asked rubbing his bruised nose.

" I gotta save Lisi, wherever she is." Sorin began running back to the alley way to get his spear.


"Eh?" Lustidick said, as clueless as ever.

"He will serve as our champion." Schtolheim said. "You must convince him to come with us, quickly, before Lucas escapes!"

"Erm... right." Dr. Lustidick said as he hurried after Sorin.


***

Folken stalked through the streets, looking for Lucas. He could feel the pull of Saviour's Bane, the dark sword calling out to his soulless consciousness. Then his foot kicked something that rolled away noisily. He bent down to see what it was.

"A spear! Good. I'm going to enjoy making Lucas deep throat this, pointy end first." Picking up Sorin's spear, he continued on his way towards Lucas, chuckling evilly.
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

Wyrbender
11/29/2002 1:41 PM

TRIP! Sorin goes tumbleing. By the time he stands and turns, hed find an angry kender faceing him, with a loaded hoopak, just far enough to shoot him in the face, before he could reach me.
"I'm not letting some part wolf part naked man thingy, run into me like that when im supposed to do my job. So lets go back to the mansion, and have you break in again, so i could stop you, and go tell Morhg your comeing, like i was supposed to..."
Gets a serious expression on his face
"...Or else!"
Bursts out giggling, so much for serious.Theives rule when caught: First deny, then challenge, then run.

My knife is sharper then your tongue. Watch yours before i prove it.

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