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Apokx · 05-27-2003, 05:55 PM

Attrah nods to both Darghon and Vinoh.Each nod for a different reason,the knight then enters the inn.

Minx · 05-28-2003, 09:01 PM

(OOC...hope I'm still welcome even though I am late)

As the door slowly closes behind the good knight, a slight and silent form slips through and pauses at the entrance...surveying the gathered group.

" I have your birds safe in my care" she says, throwing the present company into a stunned silence. A hush settles and the stranger flashes a grin "Although I could do without the pessimism of the black one....but, good must have it's balance of evil - such is the way."
"I forget myself....my name is D'Aleen, daughter of D'Aine, blood of the great Aine herself." Raising her head proudly and throwing back the green cloak that shrouds her, she reveals a delicate frame, long flowing hair and sharp intelligent green eyes. "I am bloodline of the Tuatha de Danann, even you partial to Elvish lore shall recognize that line." *slanting a look at Sarael
"I have followed you and your band, and apologize for not being able to use the powers of nature I have to help. Many of your party showed great bravery against the winged beast the dark side unleashed. But that is just a small test of what is to come. I know these lands, these woods....the path you choose is unwise. I suggest rest here, it is a safe haven but not for long....rest shall be needed but I beg you if you wish to succeed, please do not travel the way you will.....it is ill chosen."
Choose to trust me or choose not, I shall take you at your word and release your birds to you.

redravin40 · 05-28-2003, 10:32 PM

Flying away from the elven newcomer the white and black crows circle the room and finally perch on opposite sides of the room.
"You Won. You Won." The white caws.
"Next time You'll Die. Next time you'll die" replies the black.
Hurrying around the common room of the inn, the young woman who ushered the party inside bolts and bars the door then begins to pour mead.
"There is stew in the warming pot by the fire and some dark bread. All the cows have been slaughtered by the direwolves so there is no butter or cheese but there is flavored oil for dipping if you like."

Apokx · 05-28-2003, 11:06 PM

Turning around to glance at the elf briefly,Attrah finds himself an empty table.Laying his Father's sword lengthwise across the table,Attrah begins to pray silently for a moment.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-29-2003, 12:13 AM

"This must be quite a task if Nature has sent one of it's own warriors to help" Darghon looks at the Elf smiling "and welcome"

Darghon pulls his wings and tail back inside him reverting to what is close as possible as he can to what he can call his human form. Still though, no where near as close as his kinfolk can come, the price for being half dragon he knows. He pulls back his hood revealing his hairless head.

Wandering over to the pot where the stew is, he grabs a bowl and fills it up. It does smell abit bland, but he sits and eats. Feeling the nourishment start to course through his body, he looks at the Elf.

"So, D'Aleen, what has made you come on this journey? Even though we could be risking our lives and quite possible not even surviving through to the end?" Darghon gives her a toothey grin.

Bob Biter · 05-29-2003, 06:12 AM

Famished, Vinoh gives only a polite nod to the newcomer before eagerly filling a bowl with stew, then grabbing a mug of mead as soon as the kind woman finishes pouring. Within a few minutes, he finishes his simple, yet very satisfying meal, gets up and heads for the back wall. There, he sits cross-legged, each arm resting on his knees, and begins meditating. His breathing slows down, his muscles relax and his thoughts focus on nothing.

Despite having performed this ritual for many years, Vinoh finds that he has some difficulty letting his spirit rest. Images of the village's carnage and the evil that surrounds it flicker in his mind like a sputtering candle. Determined to cleanse himself and regenerate his mental strength, Vinoh begins to hum a simple 3-tone mantra to calm himself. Slowly, the black thoughts recede and there is only peace... only oneness with his will.

Vinoh always enjoyed this feeling. It gave him hope and made him feel completely in control of himself. He hears a slight, steady thumping that grows in volume as he deepens his meditation... the sound of his beating heart. He feels alive. He senses his will increasing, filling his entire being with serenity.

As it always has, his body begins to feel lighter. His breath deepens, as he peels away layers of his mind to find the truth within. Slowly, gently, Vinoh's body rises from the ground and floats about two feet from it. He opens his eyes, but doesn't see an inn filled with people, but a glade deep within the Deidren Forest, home of the Mind's Eye Guild. He hears a babbling stream nearby, he smells fresh dew all around him... This is his sanctuary, his inner place of beauty and peace. Each breath he takes strengthens his resolve and renews his powers.

Almost relunctantly, Vinoh closes his eyes, returning to the here and now. The babbling stream becomes his comrades' conversations, the peaceful glade becomes an inn. He's not exactly sure how much time has passed, but he does not care. He is renewed, full of vigor and conviction. Slowly, the mind mage unfolds his legs, letting them touch the ground, and calmly heads for the nearest table to sit.

Minx · 05-29-2003, 07:41 AM

D'Aleen watches the crows settle, moves close to lean against the warm hearth and turns her smile and gaze to the dragon man.

"All of life is a risk to a certain extent." The smile fades slowly as she sinks for a moment into memories.

"While some of this group have powers of the mind, shapeshifting or plain brute strength...I have nature herself as my ally. My bloodline holds a special bond and we derive our powers from the elements themselves. While my home is far from this place the trees whisper amongst themselves for they feel the evil as we do. The delicate balance of nature, of good, is being threatened and I shall put my life on the line, if need be, to restore that balance."

Lowering herself onto a stool she concentrates upon Darghon.

"I thank you for your kind greeting. There was a time when strangers were welcomed without question but now everyone is afraid. Sad times we are in. Yet it gives me great joy to meet one of your kind. The birds have sung tales of your history but we have always thought it myth."

Cubby · 05-29-2003, 08:24 AM

Having finally gathered enough strength to stand Thantos, struggles slowly to his feet just as the newcomer enters the inn.
After hearing her speech, Thantos shakes his head and heads for some stew and mead, muttering to himself..

"Sheesh, am I the only one on this quest without gods for parents, supremely powerful magics, or superhuman strength? How the heck did I end up with such a group of people. What have I gotten myself into?"

Upon reaching the warm stew he pours himself a bowl and grabs some bread then moves over to a table close to the fire. He pulls his sword out of the sheath and begins to clean the blade. His routine is one of practised routine as he proceeds to clean his sword, dagger and crossbow, making sure each is in perfectly functioning order. As he does that he asks out loud..

"So what now fellow beings? We will rest the night here I am certain and come morning we hope that the terrors outside are not still around. But do we stay here in this village to defend the villagers or do we move on? And if we move on, whose path do we take? Do we continue to follow the birds as the Duke requested or do we now choose to trust and follow one of the new strangers that grace us with their company?"

"My choice in this is to move on, for I do not think that which causes this evil is here and it seems the peasants are mostly safe in their homes at night. And I think we should continue to follow the birds the Duke sent us to follow."

"What do you other's think?"

Minx · 05-29-2003, 09:23 AM

Turning from the weredragon, D'Aleen addresses the knight.

"You are correct sir knight, that the source of the evil is not here but lies to the north. I do not wish to veer you from your course or from following the guides. They led you in the right direction. But I beg you to skirt the woods to the north of the village. There is a disturbance there that even the trees will not speak of and I fear for everyone's safety travelling that route."

Rising gracefully D'Aleen makes her way to the serving girl and accepts a tankard of cidar with a grateful smile. Letting her glance slide over the assembled group she lets her spirits raise a little knowing there is strength and heart with this crew. Murmuring a pray for their safety she suddenly realizes that the orcs are missing.

"Pray, someone should unbolt the door and check upon your comrades outside. The task ahead of you will be hard enough without losing valuable members."

Bob Biter · 05-29-2003, 09:37 AM

"That all depends, sir knight. If the birds head for the anomaly I've detected to the north of this village, then I will wholeheartedly follow them. However, should they choose a different path, then I wonder if it would be wise to leave these villagers vulnerable to any further harassment. I'm aware of what our orders are, but the good Duke can't possibly anticipate all the trouble we'll run into. The Tomb of Velix will still be there even if we divert our course somewhat...

Normally, I would think it wise to send a reconnaissance party there, but judging by the strength and diversity of the foes we faced last night, I think it would be best to stay together. However, I would really like to check out what I detected..."

Vinoh suddenly turns to Darghon, a slow grin appearing on his face.

"How about a fly-by?"

Apokx · 05-29-2003, 03:31 PM

Sir Thantos:
"Sheesh, am I the only one on this quest without gods for parents, supremely powerful magics, or superhuman strength? How the heck did I end up with such a group of people. What have I gotten myself into?"

Attrah finishes his prayer and looks to Sir Thantos.
"Sir Thantos,it's true that we have some incredible powers among the group.Though some are related to the Gods,you are watched over with incredible Zeal.As for your own powers,I do not know.But I assure you,they are there.The stalwart resolve,the ability to sense evil...everything about being a Knight requires discipline,training,and an iron will."

Attrah's expression never changing,he stands up,grabs his sword and heads for the door.

"I'm going outside,to find the Orcs.I tend to enjoy their brutal honesty.I find it ...amusing."

With that,the knight opens the door and steps outside......

redravin40 · 05-29-2003, 09:22 PM

The two orcs have taken up positions by the door, scanning the night for any fresh attacks.
Father Quadrial pours two bowl of stew and find the biggest mugs in the inn to fill with mead, and takes them out to the warriors.
"I will rise in a few hours to take over the guard from you so that you too might rest. It seems that in the morn we will have to help the villagers protect themselves until we can destroy the evil that rages this land."
Behind him the monk hears the black crow caw, "Eaten by wolves. You'll be eaten by wolves"
The white replied "Brave warriors, Brave warriors"
Not entirely sure if he appreciated the elves rescue of the two winged guides, he goes to look for a place to sleep.
Feeling like he had just gone 62 rounds of bare knuckle fighting (his personal record from the days before he had become a monk) Father Quadrial found the nearest soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-30-2003, 01:02 AM

"You are not the only one to be able to work with the elements" Darghon grins at the elf then turns to look a vinoh

"Yes I'll fly over to see what you felt, but in the morning, we have no idea what might be out at night" Darghon raises an eyebrow then lowers it again.

"I myself have been in some scuffles with many a winged demon and having a few attack from all sides then spiral you down to the ground is not the best way to start or finish anything." Darghon glances over to where Father Quadrial is trying to cozy up near the fire

"And I think we should remove any threats to the village in the morning then move on, for we won't get anywhere if we stay here." Darghon moves to a corner of the room. Crosses his legs and rest his arms on them.

"But for now I think we should rest" [I]Darghon closes his eyes and focuses on his body. Every nick, scratch and tear can be sensed, so he sets his energy and body to work healing all. Once this process is over he lets his mind rest, focusing on nothing but the energy around him and he draws it in. Humming to himself, he meditates.

Bob Biter · 05-30-2003, 06:02 AM

"Well, I guess it's settled. We'll check out the threat tomorrow with the light of day on our side. Time to rest."

With that, Vinoh goes upstairs, chooses one of the inn's rooms and goes to sleep on the nice, soft bed.

Cubby · 05-30-2003, 07:17 AM

Having helped himself to a couple of bowls of the delicious stew, Thantos decides it is time to sleep. He quickly pokes his head out the door and mentions:

"I should be fully rested up with a few hours sleep so if you need someone to take over your watch in the early morning just come and get me."

Then Thantos follows Vinoh's lead and heads upstairs to a guest room to sleep until the morning or until he is woken.

Minx · 05-30-2003, 11:17 AM

Smothering a yawn, D'Aleen gathers her pack and bow left by the door and approaches the serving girl.

"In case of an early start in the morn", she says handing over a few gold coins. "Thank you for your hospitality in these hard times."

Following the others D'Aleen ascends the stairs looking forward to a soft bed after the long journey to find this crew. She muses to herself that she'd best be up early in order to not be left behind.

Apokx · 05-30-2003, 03:56 PM

Attrah looked down at his hand.Blood,dripped from his fingers freely.The corpse lay at his feet.As the knight moved closer to see the face....

"NO!" Awaking from sleep,Attrah realized that it was a dream,like the others.Hoping he had not been too loud,he grasped his Father's sword.Holding it always gave him peace of mind.

Speaking in low tones to himself...

"This is rediculous.Dreams,all that they are.I feel like a child."
Getting up,the knight opened the door to see what time it was.
Looking at the two brute sentries,"One of you head inside.I can't sleep anyways."

rogue49 · 05-31-2003, 02:14 PM

* as he places a hand on Gell, Attrah notes a deadly silence and lack of response*

There are the two huge half-orcs standing to either side of the door.
Straight as boards, and staring straight ahead as statues.

* Attrah notices no movement whatsoever under his hand on Gell*

Suddenly, with a horrendous scream, the other half-orc comes to life.
Leaping forward into the court-yard,
waving a his head at nothing
swinging his weapon at nothing
wildly dancing around, stamping his feet at nothing.

And with a grizzly howl, he dashes off into the woods nearby,
still fighting & waving away the invisible,
disappearing into the brush & darkness.

* Attrah notes that he has somehow fallen back onto the floor.
Tower is nowhere to be seen or heard.
Gell is still standing like stone.
The night black as pitch, with hungering sounds in the distance*

Apokx · 05-31-2003, 02:41 PM

"Dammit!"

Clumsily getting up from the floor,the knight looks around for a torch."I can't see a damned thing." Hoping that Tower's screams had awakened the others,Attrah waits for assistance.For the moment all the knight could do was watch over Gell,and hope Tower had not run North.

Minx · 05-31-2003, 02:44 PM

Having slept what only felt like a few heartbeats, the elf sits bolt upright in bed upon the terrible cry that rends the darkness. Such a cry of such pain and terror ...

"May the gods save us....evil is about..." she murmers and leaps to her feet pushing open the door, running down the stairs and drawing her dagger from the sheath on her thigh...readying for what may await below.

Apokx · 05-31-2003, 02:51 PM

Hearing someone coming down the stairs,the knight takes a quick glance backward."D'Aleen! Quickly come and tell me what you see.My eyes are useless beyond the torchlight."

"Something has taken control of our two orc friends,Tower went mad and ran screaming into the woods." Nodding to the general direction Tower ran,the knight continues."Gell gives no response,he feels like stone.And something else is coming.."
With a sudden thought occuring..."Tell me Tower wasnt heading North."

Minx · 05-31-2003, 03:53 PM

Running swiftly to the knight's side D'Aleen gazes into the night scanning for any sign of the orc.

"I have keen eyes in the dark - I will try to find our friend. Hold fast and tend to yon other, I pray he is alright. If the dark has taken hold of Tower and he is heading north.....well, let's just pray that isn't the case."

D'Aleen clutches her dagger tight, turning to Attrah...

"Raise the others - it is obviously not safe here....I shall return soon." And with that she slips off into the shadows tracking the large orcs footprints...perhaps the trees have observed his path, she thinks to herself.

Apokx · 05-31-2003, 04:52 PM

Checking Gell one last time before going inside,Attrah bolts the door again.With a quick trip around the inn,the knight attempts to wake everyone and tell them a shortened version of what happened.

With this task done,Attrah steps back outside to watch Gell until the Half-Orc was responsive again.

redravin40 · 05-31-2003, 05:17 PM

Struggling awake from half sleep Father Quadrial realizes that the scream he has heard is from outside.
Grabbing his staff (with the wrong hand so he drops it and has to pick it up with the other) he heads for the door were he meets Attrah.
The knight gives a quick description of the horrible circumstances and moves on to wake the others.
Swearing in Latin, Franca, and few other forgotten languages the monk starts searching in his pouch for some kind of potion that might help the half orc out of his frozen state.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-31-2003, 11:39 PM

Darghon awakens at the first thud of Attrah falling on his ass, he gets up and rushes outside only to be joined by D'Aleen. Darghon listens to what is said and is shocked that D'Aleen would go off into the night by herself.

Brave or Foolish? he thinks to himself. Either way, he must protect the innocent. His eyes might not match those of an elf, but he can still see well in the dark (Perfect vision up to 50 ft away in darkness). He follows D'Aleen who is tracking the half-orc through the night keeping a watch out with his keen senses.

Apokx · 06-01-2003, 01:21 AM

Addressing Father Quadrial:
"Something is trying to split up the party.I refuse to move until Vinoh and Sir Thantos are here... Any luck with Gell?"

Looking to the sky,Attrah watches for a sunrise."If the blasted sun would rise I could tell what direction they are headed.I realize Tower is in danger,but I have a feeling he wouldn't recognize us anyways." With a shrug,the knight regains his patient composure.

rogue49 · 06-01-2003, 07:16 AM

* As D'Aleen searches the brush and trees
she notes that Tower's prints have been wiped out by seems to be shuffling human prints,
"human" prints with claws on the toes & very large wolf prints.
There is no sign of Tower at all,
and the trees are cold, withdrawn into themselves,
trying not to have their nature warped.*

* The Father notes that Gell is not stone, but seems to be petrified.
His heart still beats, his blood flows,
but there is not a twitch of outside movement,
except for his lips, barely moving,
and his staring eyes glazed over in seems to be "fear".*

Minx · 06-01-2003, 08:30 AM

Puzzling over the strange prints left, D'Aleen turns to the dark forest. The absence of the spirit of the animals you would normally find worried her greatly; as did the withdrawal of the trees.
"Even I am not fool enough to enter the woods alone, there is evil here to be sure." she mutters and turns away from the dark trees.
Head down, she wishes there was something more should could do for the tormented orc and realizes sadly that his fate was now his own.

forgotten_dream · 06-01-2003, 12:08 PM

As he stood outside the doorway, axe in hand, fellow half orc by his side, Gell suddenly began to feel strangely. In the distant woods, he seemed to hear a murmur of words. Curious as to what it was, Gell tried to look only to discover he was frozen in place. He was forced to watch as Tower ran off into the shadows as though he were a goblin who had drunk too much ale, helpless to do anything to help his companions due to this magical paralysis. He sees the monk standing next to him and tries to speak, but his lips can hardly move. Gell does his best to cry out, to move, to break free of this spell as his barbarian mind rails against it's cage.

GoldenOuroboros · 06-01-2003, 02:35 PM

"Do not worry, D'Aleen" Darghon says while resting a comforting hand on her shoulder. He looks around. Darkness is everywhere.

"I think it would be best if we go back and join the group back at the tavern" With that he turns around and waits for D'Aleen to join him

Minx · 06-01-2003, 02:44 PM

"I agree with you, lead the way my friend."
She joins Darghon, walking by his side and suddenly thinks of the frozen orc back at the inn,
"I'm anxious for news of Gell....I hope the Father or Vinoh will be able to shake him from his hell. Let's hurry!"

GoldenOuroboros · 06-01-2003, 03:29 PM

Darghon trails behind D'Aleen as she hurrys back to the inn

redravin40 · 06-01-2003, 04:01 PM

Pouring the last of the vial that he had used to bring the knight back to his senses into a flagon of ale, Father Quadrial holds the mug to the warriors lips.
Standing on the edge of the doorway and then on his tiptoes to reach the big orcs face, the monk grabs Gells nose and tips his head.
The laced mead pours down the orcs throat.

rogue49 · 06-01-2003, 09:20 PM

* Gell feels a presense of darkness leave his mind,
the Evil screaming at this forced exit,
fading into the distance towards a faded Ziggurat in the midst of black.
This vision fills the nearby Father's soul and the sleeping Vinoh's mind.
They instinctively sense the power & horror.

Gell collapses the feet of the Father & the Knight, his weapon falling with a clang from the released deathgrip upon it.
His breathing fast but steady, his eyes closed asleep, but not peacefully.

The Father knows his combination of Holy Water with the Healing draught did the trick, to his relief. *

Bob Biter · 06-02-2003, 06:16 AM

Vinoh awakens abruptly in a cold sweat. Never before had a dream seemed so real! He saw himself get up, head downstairs and walk out the door. The two half orcs were frozen in place, the look of sheer horror on their faces and a dark halo surrounding their heads. Suddenly, Tower broke loose and started towards the forest in a dervish dance of madness. Vinoh tried to scream, but no words came out. He tried to focus his will, but he felt his mind slipping from him when closing his eyes. He was powerless, unable to be of any help. He then turned to the forest and heard the mad cackling of evil beings. Swirling mists of noxious fumes flowed wildly through the village and towards the direction Tower was heading. The mind mage wanted to help him, but he couldn't move.

Just as quickly as this nightmare was thrust upon him, Vinoh felt himself pulled back to the inn, up the stairs and in his bed...

His eyes wide, his body quaking, he fought back the wave of nausea that came with sensing such primal evil. He also felt something else, something he trained hard to master, but sometimes came back to haut him... Fear.

Hearing noises downstairs, Vinoh quickly gets dressed, grabs his club and rushes to the entrance to see what's happening.

All were accounted for, except Thantos, who was probably still sleeping, and Tower, who disappeared just like Vinoh had dreamt. Those who ventured outside seem to be returning to the inn, with D'Aleen and Darghon having ventured the furthest. They both seem concerned that Tower may have been led North, where the Dark seemed strong during Vinoh's last mental sweep. Desiring to assuage everyone's concern about the location of their wayward friend (and to relieve his sense of dread), Vinoh addresses the group:

"My friends, I just felt incredible evil and saw what happened in a nightmare. I fear the Dark won't give us the luxury of a good night's sleep... I'll try to pinpoint Tower's location. Let's just hope he's not heading north..."

*Psychic power: Sense presence (Tower)*

Minx · 06-02-2003, 11:45 AM

D'Aleen falls to her knees at the side of the collapsed orc. Heaving a sigh of relief that he appears to be breathing normally, although not easily...she looks up to the others gathered around.

"Shall we move him inside until dawn breaks? Then we can choose our course of action unless Vinoh is able to detect anything we aren't able to."

rogue49 · 06-02-2003, 02:40 PM

* Vinoh in trying to focus on the evil, actually draws his cohorts into his influence,
you too see the dark forces surrounding the Tomb in the distance to the north.
A presense senses Vinoh's probe
trying to draw you in, trying to suck you in...
a vortex of power, a void, a lifelessness...

Fortunately, Vinoh's training pulls back with strain
& cuts off the enormous power still at a distance.
(a day's walk)

You all open your eyes to the light of the dawn
the blessed dawn...

But the village still looks corrupted and the stench of rotting flesh,
the dead, permeates the air *

GoldenOuroboros · 06-02-2003, 03:26 PM

"Mmm, Yummy" Darghon looks around at the morning that has revealed nothing good about the fight the night before, but the light that has penetrated through the darkeness was always a good sign.

He looks back inside to where Gell is, still quiet, but not face down in the dust anymore. It wasn't an easy task bringing the large orc inside. Him and D'aleen managed though, dragging him inside and setting him up near the fire, Father Quadrial tended to him for the rest of the morning.

But now it was time for a clean up. Darghon summons a Flame Friend (Fragmented Fire Elemental Essence) and commands it to drag all the dead bodies to a pile in the centre. Anything flamable on the bodies start to burn.

Once the bodies were in a smouldering pile he casts fuel flame on the smouldering bodies, the little fires that enveloped the bodies clothes and burnable possessions jumped to life increasing it verosity by three, enveloping all and burning the pile of bodies slowly to dust.

Remembering the undead that had been swallowed by his quick sand spell the night before he wandered over to where it had sunk into the ground.

"It shouldn't have taken this long for that being to dig it's way up and out..." Darghon looks around..

"Where could it have gone..?" He heads back inside to find D'Aleen, maybe she has something that can help search through the soil. He commands his fire elemental essence to watch the grounds for any signs of undead and walks inside to see who is awake.

Minx · 06-02-2003, 08:26 PM

Shaking from the efforts of dragging Gell inside, D'Aleen stares, mesmerized, into the flames of the fire created by the cremation of the poor souls caught in the grasp of the evil that struck them during the night. Making a sign across her chest, she whispers a prayer for their souls.
Glancing at the mage she wonders if the others all felt the power of his thoughts...the pull she had felt frightened her for it was so reminiscent of the evil that she felt from the forest.
"The only way to survive is to stay together and keep the minds alert...." she mused.....sighing, "Oh father...we are the last of our kind - I cannot fail you in this....but by the gods above I wish for your stength and guidance now."
Pushing back the memories that tug at the corners of her heart, D'Aleen rips her gaze from the fire to see Darghon approaching and listens to his request.
"We are far enough away from the presence that I still may have a few friends about that will come to my aid! Even the smallest creatures have their uses..." she said, winking.
The elf closed her eyes and a sweet humming filled the air, a soft luminescent glow seemed to come from her as she threw back her head and spoke in the strange ancient language of the gods of her people.
"Ahhh..." D'Aleen smiled sweetly "the miners of the soil, the moles, are searching for your spirit now Darghon. They are hard workers and shall do their best...give them a moment."

Apokx · 06-02-2003, 09:02 PM

With Sir Thantos in mind,Attrah speaks. "Only the dead could sleep through this..Maybe I should check on Thantos."
Walking to the paladins room,Attrah knocks on the door,listens for a response,and if he recieves none,opens the door.

05-27-2003, 05:55 PM	#201 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Attrah nods to both Darghon and Vinoh.Each nod for a different reason,the knight then enters the inn. Last edited by Apokx; 05-27-2003 at 06:02 PM..

05-28-2003, 09:01 PM	#202 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	(OOC...hope I'm still welcome even though I am late) As the door slowly closes behind the good knight, a slight and silent form slips through and pauses at the entrance...surveying the gathered group. " I have your birds safe in my care" she says, throwing the present company into a stunned silence. A hush settles and the stranger flashes a grin "Although I could do without the pessimism of the black one....but, good must have it's balance of evil - such is the way." "I forget myself....my name is D'Aleen, daughter of D'Aine, blood of the great Aine herself." Raising her head proudly and throwing back the green cloak that shrouds her, she reveals a delicate frame, long flowing hair and sharp intelligent green eyes. "I am bloodline of the Tuatha de Danann, even you partial to Elvish lore shall recognize that line." *slanting a look at Sarael "I have followed you and your band, and apologize for not being able to use the powers of nature I have to help. Many of your party showed great bravery against the winged beast the dark side unleashed. But that is just a small test of what is to come. I know these lands, these woods....the path you choose is unwise. I suggest rest here, it is a safe haven but not for long....rest shall be needed but I beg you if you wish to succeed, please do not travel the way you will.....it is ill chosen." Choose to trust me or choose not, I shall take you at your word and release your birds to you. __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

05-29-2003, 12:13 AM	#205 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"This must be quite a task if Nature has sent one of it's own warriors to help" Darghon looks at the Elf smiling "and welcome" Darghon pulls his wings and tail back inside him reverting to what is close as possible as he can to what he can call his human form. Still though, no where near as close as his kinfolk can come, the price for being half dragon he knows. He pulls back his hood revealing his hairless head. Wandering over to the pot where the stew is, he grabs a bowl and fills it up. It does smell abit bland, but he sits and eats. Feeling the nourishment start to course through his body, he looks at the Elf. "So, D'Aleen, what has made you come on this journey? Even though we could be risking our lives and quite possible not even surviving through to the end?" Darghon gives her a toothey grin. __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-29-2003, 06:12 AM	#206 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Famished, Vinoh gives only a polite nod to the newcomer before eagerly filling a bowl with stew, then grabbing a mug of mead as soon as the kind woman finishes pouring. Within a few minutes, he finishes his simple, yet very satisfying meal, gets up and heads for the back wall. There, he sits cross-legged, each arm resting on his knees, and begins meditating. His breathing slows down, his muscles relax and his thoughts focus on nothing. Despite having performed this ritual for many years, Vinoh finds that he has some difficulty letting his spirit rest. Images of the village's carnage and the evil that surrounds it flicker in his mind like a sputtering candle. Determined to cleanse himself and regenerate his mental strength, Vinoh begins to hum a simple 3-tone mantra to calm himself. Slowly, the black thoughts recede and there is only peace... only oneness with his will. Vinoh always enjoyed this feeling. It gave him hope and made him feel completely in control of himself. He hears a slight, steady thumping that grows in volume as he deepens his meditation... the sound of his beating heart. He feels alive. He senses his will increasing, filling his entire being with serenity. As it always has, his body begins to feel lighter. His breath deepens, as he peels away layers of his mind to find the truth within. Slowly, gently, Vinoh's body rises from the ground and floats about two feet from it. He opens his eyes, but doesn't see an inn filled with people, but a glade deep within the Deidren Forest, home of the Mind's Eye Guild. He hears a babbling stream nearby, he smells fresh dew all around him... This is his sanctuary, his inner place of beauty and peace. Each breath he takes strengthens his resolve and renews his powers. Almost relunctantly, Vinoh closes his eyes, returning to the here and now. The babbling stream becomes his comrades' conversations, the peaceful glade becomes an inn. He's not exactly sure how much time has passed, but he does not care. He is renewed, full of vigor and conviction. Slowly, the mind mage unfolds his legs, letting them touch the ground, and calmly heads for the nearest table to sit. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

05-29-2003, 07:41 AM	#207 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	D'Aleen watches the crows settle, moves close to lean against the warm hearth and turns her smile and gaze to the dragon man. "All of life is a risk to a certain extent." The smile fades slowly as she sinks for a moment into memories. "While some of this group have powers of the mind, shapeshifting or plain brute strength...I have nature herself as my ally. My bloodline holds a special bond and we derive our powers from the elements themselves. While my home is far from this place the trees whisper amongst themselves for they feel the evil as we do. The delicate balance of nature, of good, is being threatened and I shall put my life on the line, if need be, to restore that balance." Lowering herself onto a stool she concentrates upon Darghon. "I thank you for your kind greeting. There was a time when strangers were welcomed without question but now everyone is afraid. Sad times we are in. Yet it gives me great joy to meet one of your kind. The birds have sung tales of your history but we have always thought it myth." __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

05-28-2003, 10:32 PM	#203 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Flying away from the elven newcomer the white and black crows circle the room and finally perch on opposite sides of the room. "You Won. You Won." The white caws. "Next time You'll Die. Next time you'll die" replies the black. Hurrying around the common room of the inn, the young woman who ushered the party inside bolts and bars the door then begins to pour mead. "There is stew in the warming pot by the fire and some dark bread. All the cows have been slaughtered by the direwolves so there is no butter or cheese but there is flavored oil for dipping if you like."

05-28-2003, 11:06 PM	#204 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Turning around to glance at the elf briefly,Attrah finds himself an empty table.Laying his Father's sword lengthwise across the table,Attrah begins to pray silently for a moment.

05-29-2003, 08:24 AM	#208 (permalink)
Cubby Insane Location: BC, Canada	Having finally gathered enough strength to stand Thantos, struggles slowly to his feet just as the newcomer enters the inn. After hearing her speech, Thantos shakes his head and heads for some stew and mead, muttering to himself.. "Sheesh, am I the only one on this quest without gods for parents, supremely powerful magics, or superhuman strength? How the heck did I end up with such a group of people. What have I gotten myself into?" Upon reaching the warm stew he pours himself a bowl and grabs some bread then moves over to a table close to the fire. He pulls his sword out of the sheath and begins to clean the blade. His routine is one of practised routine as he proceeds to clean his sword, dagger and crossbow, making sure each is in perfectly functioning order. As he does that he asks out loud.. "So what now fellow beings? We will rest the night here I am certain and come morning we hope that the terrors outside are not still around. But do we stay here in this village to defend the villagers or do we move on? And if we move on, whose path do we take? Do we continue to follow the birds as the Duke requested or do we now choose to trust and follow one of the new strangers that grace us with their company?" "My choice in this is to move on, for I do not think that which causes this evil is here and it seems the peasants are mostly safe in their homes at night. And I think we should continue to follow the birds the Duke sent us to follow." "What do you other's think?" __________________ Don't be irreplaceable - if you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted!

05-29-2003, 09:23 AM	#209 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	Turning from the weredragon, D'Aleen addresses the knight. "You are correct sir knight, that the source of the evil is not here but lies to the north. I do not wish to veer you from your course or from following the guides. They led you in the right direction. But I beg you to skirt the woods to the north of the village. There is a disturbance there that even the trees will not speak of and I fear for everyone's safety travelling that route." Rising gracefully D'Aleen makes her way to the serving girl and accepts a tankard of cidar with a grateful smile. Letting her glance slide over the assembled group she lets her spirits raise a little knowing there is strength and heart with this crew. Murmuring a pray for their safety she suddenly realizes that the orcs are missing. "Pray, someone should unbolt the door and check upon your comrades outside. The task ahead of you will be hard enough without losing valuable members." __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

05-29-2003, 09:37 AM	#210 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	"That all depends, sir knight. If the birds head for the anomaly I've detected to the north of this village, then I will wholeheartedly follow them. However, should they choose a different path, then I wonder if it would be wise to leave these villagers vulnerable to any further harassment. I'm aware of what our orders are, but the good Duke can't possibly anticipate all the trouble we'll run into. The Tomb of Velix will still be there even if we divert our course somewhat... Normally, I would think it wise to send a reconnaissance party there, but judging by the strength and diversity of the foes we faced last night, I think it would be best to stay together. However, I would really like to check out what I detected..." Vinoh suddenly turns to Darghon, a slow grin appearing on his face. "How about a fly-by?" __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

05-29-2003, 03:31 PM	#211 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Sir Thantos: "Sheesh, am I the only one on this quest without gods for parents, supremely powerful magics, or superhuman strength? How the heck did I end up with such a group of people. What have I gotten myself into?" Attrah finishes his prayer and looks to Sir Thantos. "Sir Thantos,it's true that we have some incredible powers among the group.Though some are related to the Gods,you are watched over with incredible Zeal.As for your own powers,I do not know.But I assure you,they are there.The stalwart resolve,the ability to sense evil...everything about being a Knight requires discipline,training,and an iron will." Attrah's expression never changing,he stands up,grabs his sword and heads for the door. "I'm going outside,to find the Orcs.I tend to enjoy their brutal honesty.I find it ...amusing." With that,the knight opens the door and steps outside...... Last edited by Apokx; 05-29-2003 at 10:21 PM..

05-29-2003, 09:22 PM	#212 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	The two orcs have taken up positions by the door, scanning the night for any fresh attacks. Father Quadrial pours two bowl of stew and find the biggest mugs in the inn to fill with mead, and takes them out to the warriors. "I will rise in a few hours to take over the guard from you so that you too might rest. It seems that in the morn we will have to help the villagers protect themselves until we can destroy the evil that rages this land." Behind him the monk hears the black crow caw, "Eaten by wolves. You'll be eaten by wolves" The white replied "Brave warriors, Brave warriors" Not entirely sure if he appreciated the elves rescue of the two winged guides, he goes to look for a place to sleep. Feeling like he had just gone 62 rounds of bare knuckle fighting (his personal record from the days before he had become a monk) Father Quadrial found the nearest soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.

05-30-2003, 01:02 AM	#213 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"You are not the only one to be able to work with the elements" Darghon grins at the elf then turns to look a vinoh "Yes I'll fly over to see what you felt, but in the morning, we have no idea what might be out at night" Darghon raises an eyebrow then lowers it again. "I myself have been in some scuffles with many a winged demon and having a few attack from all sides then spiral you down to the ground is not the best way to start or finish anything." Darghon glances over to where Father Quadrial is trying to cozy up near the fire "And I think we should remove any threats to the village in the morning then move on, for we won't get anywhere if we stay here." Darghon moves to a corner of the room. Crosses his legs and rest his arms on them. "But for now I think we should rest" [I]Darghon closes his eyes and focuses on his body. Every nick, scratch and tear can be sensed, so he sets his energy and body to work healing all. Once this process is over he lets his mind rest, focusing on nothing but the energy around him and he draws it in. Humming to himself, he meditates. __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-30-2003, 06:02 AM	#214 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	"Well, I guess it's settled. We'll check out the threat tomorrow with the light of day on our side. Time to rest." With that, Vinoh goes upstairs, chooses one of the inn's rooms and goes to sleep on the nice, soft bed. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

05-30-2003, 07:17 AM	#215 (permalink)
Cubby Insane Location: BC, Canada	Having helped himself to a couple of bowls of the delicious stew, Thantos decides it is time to sleep. He quickly pokes his head out the door and mentions: "I should be fully rested up with a few hours sleep so if you need someone to take over your watch in the early morning just come and get me." Then Thantos follows Vinoh's lead and heads upstairs to a guest room to sleep until the morning or until he is woken. __________________ Don't be irreplaceable - if you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted!

05-30-2003, 11:17 AM	#216 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	Smothering a yawn, D'Aleen gathers her pack and bow left by the door and approaches the serving girl. "In case of an early start in the morn", she says handing over a few gold coins. "Thank you for your hospitality in these hard times." Following the others D'Aleen ascends the stairs looking forward to a soft bed after the long journey to find this crew. She muses to herself that she'd best be up early in order to not be left behind. __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

05-30-2003, 03:56 PM	#217 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Attrah looked down at his hand.Blood,dripped from his fingers freely.The corpse lay at his feet.As the knight moved closer to see the face.... "NO!" Awaking from sleep,Attrah realized that it was a dream,like the others.Hoping he had not been too loud,he grasped his Father's sword.Holding it always gave him peace of mind. Speaking in low tones to himself... "This is rediculous.Dreams,all that they are.I feel like a child." Getting up,the knight opened the door to see what time it was. Looking at the two brute sentries,"One of you head inside.I can't sleep anyways."

05-31-2003, 02:14 PM	#218 (permalink)
rogue49 Loser	* as he places a hand on Gell, Attrah notes a deadly silence and lack of response* There are the two huge half-orcs standing to either side of the door. Straight as boards, and staring straight ahead as statues. * Attrah notices no movement whatsoever under his hand on Gell* Suddenly, with a horrendous scream, the other half-orc comes to life. Leaping forward into the court-yard, waving a his head at nothing swinging his weapon at nothing wildly dancing around, stamping his feet at nothing. And with a grizzly howl, he dashes off into the woods nearby, still fighting & waving away the invisible, disappearing into the brush & darkness. * Attrah notes that he has somehow fallen back onto the floor. Tower is nowhere to be seen or heard. Gell is still standing like stone. The night black as pitch, with hungering sounds in the distance* Last edited by rogue49; 06-01-2003 at 07:05 AM..

05-31-2003, 02:41 PM	#219 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	"Dammit!" Clumsily getting up from the floor,the knight looks around for a torch."I can't see a damned thing." Hoping that Tower's screams had awakened the others,Attrah waits for assistance.For the moment all the knight could do was watch over Gell,and hope Tower had not run North. Last edited by Apokx; 05-31-2003 at 02:52 PM..

05-31-2003, 02:44 PM	#220 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	Having slept what only felt like a few heartbeats, the elf sits bolt upright in bed upon the terrible cry that rends the darkness. Such a cry of such pain and terror ... "May the gods save us....evil is about..." she murmers and leaps to her feet pushing open the door, running down the stairs and drawing her dagger from the sheath on her thigh...readying for what may await below. __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

05-31-2003, 02:51 PM	#221 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Hearing someone coming down the stairs,the knight takes a quick glance backward."D'Aleen! Quickly come and tell me what you see.My eyes are useless beyond the torchlight." "Something has taken control of our two orc friends,Tower went mad and ran screaming into the woods." Nodding to the general direction Tower ran,the knight continues."Gell gives no response,he feels like stone.And something else is coming.." With a sudden thought occuring..."Tell me Tower wasnt heading North."

05-31-2003, 03:53 PM	#222 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	Running swiftly to the knight's side D'Aleen gazes into the night scanning for any sign of the orc. "I have keen eyes in the dark - I will try to find our friend. Hold fast and tend to yon other, I pray he is alright. If the dark has taken hold of Tower and he is heading north.....well, let's just pray that isn't the case." D'Aleen clutches her dagger tight, turning to Attrah... "Raise the others - it is obviously not safe here....I shall return soon." And with that she slips off into the shadows tracking the large orcs footprints...perhaps the trees have observed his path, she thinks to herself. __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

05-31-2003, 04:52 PM	#223 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Checking Gell one last time before going inside,Attrah bolts the door again.With a quick trip around the inn,the knight attempts to wake everyone and tell them a shortened version of what happened. With this task done,Attrah steps back outside to watch Gell until the Half-Orc was responsive again.

05-31-2003, 05:17 PM	#224 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Struggling awake from half sleep Father Quadrial realizes that the scream he has heard is from outside. Grabbing his staff (with the wrong hand so he drops it and has to pick it up with the other) he heads for the door were he meets Attrah. The knight gives a quick description of the horrible circumstances and moves on to wake the others. Swearing in Latin, Franca, and few other forgotten languages the monk starts searching in his pouch for some kind of potion that might help the half orc out of his frozen state.

05-31-2003, 11:39 PM	#225 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon awakens at the first thud of Attrah falling on his ass, he gets up and rushes outside only to be joined by D'Aleen. Darghon listens to what is said and is shocked that D'Aleen would go off into the night by herself. Brave or Foolish? he thinks to himself. Either way, he must protect the innocent. His eyes might not match those of an elf, but he can still see well in the dark (Perfect vision up to 50 ft away in darkness). He follows D'Aleen who is tracking the half-orc through the night keeping a watch out with his keen senses. __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

06-01-2003, 01:21 AM	#226 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Addressing Father Quadrial: "Something is trying to split up the party.I refuse to move until Vinoh and Sir Thantos are here... Any luck with Gell?" Looking to the sky,Attrah watches for a sunrise."If the blasted sun would rise I could tell what direction they are headed.I realize Tower is in danger,but I have a feeling he wouldn't recognize us anyways." With a shrug,the knight regains his patient composure.

06-01-2003, 07:16 AM	#227 (permalink)
rogue49 Loser	* As D'Aleen searches the brush and trees she notes that Tower's prints have been wiped out by seems to be shuffling human prints, "human" prints with claws on the toes & very large wolf prints. There is no sign of Tower at all, and the trees are cold, withdrawn into themselves, trying not to have their nature warped.* * The Father notes that Gell is not stone, but seems to be petrified. His heart still beats, his blood flows, but there is not a twitch of outside movement, except for his lips, barely moving, and his staring eyes glazed over in seems to be "fear".* Last edited by rogue49; 06-01-2003 at 07:18 AM..

06-01-2003, 08:30 AM	#228 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	Puzzling over the strange prints left, D'Aleen turns to the dark forest. The absence of the spirit of the animals you would normally find worried her greatly; as did the withdrawal of the trees. "Even I am not fool enough to enter the woods alone, there is evil here to be sure." she mutters and turns away from the dark trees. Head down, she wishes there was something more should could do for the tormented orc and realizes sadly that his fate was now his own. __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

06-01-2003, 12:08 PM	#229 (permalink)
forgotten_dream Psycho	As he stood outside the doorway, axe in hand, fellow half orc by his side, Gell suddenly began to feel strangely. In the distant woods, he seemed to hear a murmur of words. Curious as to what it was, Gell tried to look only to discover he was frozen in place. He was forced to watch as Tower ran off into the shadows as though he were a goblin who had drunk too much ale, helpless to do anything to help his companions due to this magical paralysis. He sees the monk standing next to him and tries to speak, but his lips can hardly move. Gell does his best to cry out, to move, to break free of this spell as his barbarian mind rails against it's cage. __________________ "A ouija board just works better if you've made it yourself. It's sortof like how 'Clue' is more interesting when one of you has actually killed someone."

06-01-2003, 02:35 PM	#230 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"Do not worry, D'Aleen" Darghon says while resting a comforting hand on her shoulder. He looks around. Darkness is everywhere. "I think it would be best if we go back and join the group back at the tavern" With that he turns around and waits for D'Aleen to join him __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

06-01-2003, 02:44 PM	#231 (permalink)
Minx Junkie Location: Up yonder	"I agree with you, lead the way my friend." She joins Darghon, walking by his side and suddenly thinks of the frozen orc back at the inn, "I'm anxious for news of Gell....I hope the Father or Vinoh will be able to shake him from his hell. Let's hurry!" __________________ You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!

06-01-2003, 03:29 PM	#232 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon trails behind D'Aleen as she hurrys back to the inn __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

06-01-2003, 04:01 PM	#233 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Pouring the last of the vial that he had used to bring the knight back to his senses into a flagon of ale, Father Quadrial holds the mug to the warriors lips. Standing on the edge of the doorway and then on his tiptoes to reach the big orcs face, the monk grabs Gells nose and tips his head. The laced mead pours down the orcs throat.

06-01-2003, 09:20 PM	#234 (permalink)
rogue49 Loser	* Gell feels a presense of darkness leave his mind, the Evil screaming at this forced exit, fading into the distance towards a faded Ziggurat in the midst of black. This vision fills the nearby Father's soul and the sleeping Vinoh's mind. They instinctively sense the power & horror. Gell collapses the feet of the Father & the Knight, his weapon falling with a clang from the released deathgrip upon it. His breathing fast but steady, his eyes closed asleep, but not peacefully. The Father knows his combination of Holy Water with the Healing draught did the trick, to his relief. * Last edited by rogue49; 06-01-2003 at 09:23 PM..

06-02-2003, 06:16 AM	#235 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Vinoh awakens abruptly in a cold sweat. Never before had a dream seemed so real! He saw himself get up, head downstairs and walk out the door. The two half orcs were frozen in place, the look of sheer horror on their faces and a dark halo surrounding their heads. Suddenly, Tower broke loose and started towards the forest in a dervish dance of madness. Vinoh tried to scream, but no words came out. He tried to focus his will, but he felt his mind slipping from him when closing his eyes. He was powerless, unable to be of any help. He then turned to the forest and heard the mad cackling of evil beings. Swirling mists of noxious fumes flowed wildly through the village and towards the direction Tower was heading. The mind mage wanted to help him, but he couldn't move. Just as quickly as this nightmare was thrust upon him, Vinoh felt himself pulled back to the inn, up the stairs and in his bed... His eyes wide, his body quaking, he fought back the wave of nausea that came with sensing such primal evil. He also felt something else, something he trained hard to master, but sometimes came back to haut him... Fear. Hearing noises downstairs, Vinoh quickly gets dressed, grabs his club and rushes to the entrance to see what's happening. All were accounted for, except Thantos, who was probably still sleeping, and Tower, who disappeared just like Vinoh had dreamt. Those who ventured outside seem to be returning to the inn, with D'Aleen and Darghon having ventured the furthest. They both seem concerned that Tower may have been led North, where the Dark seemed strong during Vinoh's last mental sweep. Desiring to assuage everyone's concern about the location of their wayward friend (and to relieve his sense of dread), Vinoh addresses the group: "My friends, I just felt incredible evil and saw what happened in a nightmare. I fear the Dark won't give us the luxury of a good night's sleep... I'll try to pinpoint Tower's location. Let's just hope he's not heading north..." Psychic power: Sense presence (Tower) __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen. Last edited by Bob Biter; 06-02-2003 at 07:22 AM..