DM Jan Thursday September 27th, 2007 1:29:44 AM
As the group make preparations to go home, there appears to be no doubt in Crow's mind that he's about to suffer the same fate as the boy. "I know I deserve it," the old man says, struggling to keep upright as Ve drags him outside. "But you'll make it quick, won't you? Please, please?"
Gimp says nothing to Onrad, choosing merely to wrinkle his nose and look on indifferently as the duellist walks away. The creature sits there with the dead boy as if it were the natural thing to do, apparently content.
Outside, the sun has gone back behind the clouds and the sky seems heavy. Rain appears to be imminent. The old lady with the brush re-enters the temple as everyone leaves. There is no sound, except for the distant crash of waves against the city quay. Everything looks overgrown, forlorn and in disrepair.
With everyone together, young Wentworth pulls and twists on his little pocket-sized machine.
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Time shifts abruptly, and with it comes startling contrast.
Bright sunlight. The faint scent of horse dung, woodsmoke and sea salt. Voices - gasps of astonishment as the Dragons and their charges appear a short distance from one of the Towers that mark the perimeter of Dirt City. Folk traveling in toward town stare at the group, while some of the Tower guards are readying their weapons, a purely reflexive gesture.
Gone is that acrid bite of pollution in the air. There is grass - stubborn, vigorous tufts of it on the ground, crop fields not too far away, chickens pecking at the ground, and people. The free people of the Wold, going about their business as they always have. The tower and surrounding buildings, including Gargul's temple look to be in good repair.
The Platinum Dragons are now back in their own time.
Valdor Thursday September 27th, 2007 1:37:25 AM
Valdor looks at Onrad and says,"Thank you. What you said back there was noble and I appreciate it. I hate that it had to happen that way, but you have my sincere appreciation."
He turns to Crow, held tightly in Ve's grasp and says,"Well, now, the question now comes...what to do with you and that time device that the halflings possess."
He moves to Wentworth and holds out his hand, waiting for the halfling to hand it over.
Onrad Thursday September 27th, 2007 7:30:35 AM
Onrad turns to Ve and in his anguish and frustration shouts at him angrily. "If I did wrong, then use that thing on me and end the pain in my heart!"
Then as if a dam brakes, he collapses again and is wracked with sobs.
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::that melodramatic enough? [weak grin]. I've noticed that you guys like to be dramatic. So....well....there ya go.::
~~Jan~~ LOL. You're in with the big guns, now. It's how we roll. ;)
Mordrid Thursday September 27th, 2007 11:48:39 AM
Mordrid grabs Onrad under his arm to lend support, if not tough love.
"No you don't. Get up. The only way to be free of this heaviness on your heart is to stay busy and focused. No groveling allowed. You did nothing wrong."
Ve Mundr Thursday September 27th, 2007 2:14:42 PM
Still with a near vise like grip on Crow, Ve wheels on Onrad. "Did Wrong!? You damned noble bastard! I am a Protector, blessed by Domi to shield those about me from harm. To make sure others get home to thier loved ones safe and sound! Body AND Soul. And you, you step in, and well to the Shadow realm for all it." Ve is animated his arms moving and waving about with Crow nearly forgotten but still gripped relentlessly in hand.
Ve drops to a knee next to Onrad and puts a hand on his shoulder and says much softer and calmer. "I was not angry at what you did. I was angry that YOU did it. It should not have been a burden you or anyone else but me should have been placed under."
Ve Stands, still gripping Crow
Corialote and Amarth Thursday September 27th, 2007 8:14:59 PM
Cori is emotionally drained from the experience back in the Gargul temple. She has come to a conclusion and it now seems like the best idea. For no reason she moves over and kisses Valdor, bits of a smile upon her face. Still she looks haggard and worn out from all the stuff they have been through. "It is good to be home." Looking to Crow she shakes her head and then nods as Valdor goes to collect the little trinket from the halflings.
"How many more loose ends do we have to tie up." Looking to the rest and a true smile playing upon her face she laughs. "I am getting too old for this work." It is just good to be home and she reaches up to scratch the head and back of the one partner she has trusted the longest.
Amarth leans into the scratches and brushes his body against the side of her face. There is a deep rooted honor and pride in his heart to be a part of all of this. But mostly it is because he has seen his Mistress grow into an even more formidable woman.
Nick Friday September 28th, 2007 1:36:15 PM
Biting back the usual nausea he feels on these abrupt traveling occasions, Nick attempts to keep the halflings close and together, concerned as he is for their welfare.
"Let him have the device, Wentworth. It's for the best," he advises one of them.
DM Jan Friday September 28th, 2007 1:54:49 PM
The poignancy of this moment is not lost on the local populace, who have begun to drift closer and are standing in small groups, watching, listening and talking quietly amongst themselves. The guards have put their weapons away.
"Hey, isn't that old Crow?" one of the guards says in low tones to another. "Who's he?" "Old guy who disappeared from the Trade Quarter a few weeks ago. His lodgings were destroyed a couple of days ago, too. Burned down." "Wonder if he knows?" "What?" "That he doesn't have a roof over his head no more." "Dunno. Hey, look at the weapons on those guys. Look at that sword. I wish I could afford a blade like that. Bet you could kill the tarrasque with a blade like that." "What's a tarrasque?" "Never mind."
Crow has lapsed back into silence and his eyes shift between Ve Mundr and Valdor. If his last moments are to be shaken like a rag doll in the hands of a warrior of Domi, then so be it.
The diminutive figure of Wentworth looks down at the small, intricate device in his hand. He looks at his brother, Tommy. They both shrug, then Wentworth steps forward and drops the item gently into Valdor's outstretched palm.
As for Crow, yes - a decision needs to be made.
Amarth's beady eyes flit here, there, and then up toward the sky, where a flock of similar avians are wheeling high in the air. Yes, clear sky and sunshine. And birds. There were no birds in the other place.
Valdor Saturday September 29th, 2007 3:17:38 AM
When the halfling places the item in his hand, Valdor says gently,"You two are amazing. I have never been so impressed with anyone's dicovery or invention in my life. I simply fear that eventually someone evil would find out and search for this and take it from you to use it for completely evil things. Always would you have to be secretive and be in hiding. Always would you have to look over your shoulders and jump at every sound. No, it's best this way. I don't fault you for what you have done. The Wold and its people just aren't ready to handle this responsibility yet."
He tussles their hair and gives them a smile. After a second, Valdor turns to Ve and says,"Please, Ve, we are gathering quite a crowd. Not to mention that I, also, didn't fully understand your role as a Protector of Domi. You are the first such that I have met, my friend, so I didn't know. I can't speak for Onrad, but he did what he felt was right and what's done is done. Let's take Crow back to Plateau City and decide in private what to do."
If everyone is in agreement, Valdor says his goodbye to the halflings and bows. He then places the teleport ring on his finger, then passes it around. When it gets back to him, he whispers to Cori,"It might be time to consider a different kind of ring on that finger my love." He winks, then, after everyone says their goodbyes to the halflings, he teleports them back to the castle.
Onrad Saturday September 29th, 2007 7:57:29 AM
Onrad, leaning heavily on Mordrid and grins drunkenly at Ve.
"What burden?"
----------- [STEVE HOTT, PLAYER OF VALDOR! CALL ME TODAY OR EMAIL ME YOUR NEW EMAIL ADDY OR I GET TO THROTTLE YOU AND PERSONALLY DRAG YOU DOWN TO REPENT IN CHURCH SUNDAY MORNING!]
Ve Mundr Saturday September 29th, 2007 10:42:26 AM
Ve nods to Valdor as he stands, glancing about. Only then realizing in his right hand he has his Adamantine Brilliant Energy Warhammer crackling and his left holds Crow. "Aye, that it seems I have done. Sorry about that little burst. I certainly don't fault you or Onrad in that be assured. My views on many things stray from the norm. Let's get back to the castle." Looking to Crow, "It will be quick, I promise you."
Mordrid Sunday September 30th, 2007 7:40:45 PM
Mordrid silently eyes Ve. "i wonder what will become of this Crow. I hope that he doesn't have to be put down. And with that... who actually was responsible for Crow's imprisonment? The constructs?'
Posting Report for Monday October 1st, 2007 8:42:06 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Sept, 24,2007
Name-----MTWTF DMJanH---XXXXX Valdore--OXXXOS Mordrid--OOXXO * must have been a very good Jig?? FrNick---XXXOX Dalia----OOOOO * Skip out of Texas VE MONT--XOXOOS * OOPS! Coralot--XXOXO Onrad----OXXXOS Jus------OXOOO * Posted only once??
Adm CeiL - One Oppps and Two realy Bad boys.
Valdor Monday October 1st, 2007 10:52:12 AM
Valdor smiles at Ve and understands completely. He has been in these situations way too often and the decisions seem to always get harder. He says quietly,"I think we should feed Crow and Ve, you and Nick should spend some time communing with your Gods before we make any decisions that will be extremely final. We can keep him locked up in the rooms below, where he will be safe and comfortable until we can consider this path a little further."
He then answers Mordrid,"I think he became a victim of his own creations after many years. Amazing story to be sure, but still, I think that those evil souls who were reincarnated had something to do with it as well. That's what power does to some, though. They rarely see the end result of their toying with powers they don't understand and can't control, while thinking they ARE in control."
(Jerry, my work email is stevehott@herbeasley.com . Use that for now)
Onrad Monday October 1st, 2007 12:20:13 PM
Onrad, while waiting for the trip home to begin, starts stretching and working out. That's always helped him focus in both the good and the bad times.
Nick Monday October 1st, 2007 1:47:24 PM
"Does anyone mind if I see these two halflings to their homes?" asks Nick. "I can follow on later. I won't be long."
He doesn't want to go into it in front of Tommy and Wentworth, but just abandoning them after all this, doesn't sit well with him. He wants to get them home to loved ones and then go and see if there's counselling available should they need it. A local Alemi priest, perhaps.
DM Jan Monday October 1st, 2007 7:36:12 PM
The wild scents of the coastal Dirt City are quickly exchanged by those of Plateau City as the group (without Father Nicholas) wink into existence in the Platinum Dragon castle courtyard. Here, the air is dry and carries the faint perfume of apple blossom outside the castle walls. The sounds of a city going about its business greet the ear, and in the courtyard the guards bow respectfully, and members of staff materialize to take care of the Dragons every whim.
It's a world away, from Dirt City AND that dark land of the future. The city rolls on in all its splendour, regardless of what might be.
Crow stands in the midst of the group, old and afraid. His eyes reflecting what might be, all too well.
Fabersham appears. "I can have lunch available in about fifteen minutes," he says. "We have a guest?"
Mordrid Monday October 1st, 2007 10:45:38 PM
Mordrid breathes in the familiar smells of the Plataeu.
Habit causes him to account for the group, "Where is father Nick?"
Corialote and Amarth Monday October 1st, 2007 11:08:32 PM
Cori smiles at Valdor as she takes the ring, slipping it onto her finger and passing it along. "Sometimes you have a good idea or two." She needles him a little as she watches the group. Though she has other things on her mind, she is not that absent minded as to forget what they are about.
Amarth feels content to take in the scents and sounds of the true Wold. He is happy to see birds again and even more so that the air is so crisp and fresh.
Both Mistress and familiar echo the same thought...it is a good day.
Valdor Tuesday October 2nd, 2007 11:17:57 PM
Valdor pats Mordrid on the shoulder and replies,"He did what a good cleric of Alemi should have done, he stayed behind to take care of the halflings. I'm glad he did because I didn't like just leaving them, but figured they'd be okay since they had travelled through time before. It didn't occur to me that they might be traumatized bu all that they saw on THIS trip and what their invention had turned the Wold into.
But, we couldn't all stay. We have to figure out what to do with Crow...after we eat."
He turns to Fabersham and says,"Yes, Fabulous Fabersham, as always you are quite correct. Lunch would be wonderful. And our guest will be confined in a comfortable, safe and completely inaccessible room, other than to us, of course, for a short while. He needs to rest and needs some food and water. Maybe a glass of wine as well. I'll be back after a quick clean up."
He heads upstairs to his room after making sure that Crow is in a room that noone other than the group can get to and that he cannot get out of. He figures that Ve will probably stand guard anyway, but he risks nothing with this situation.
DM Jan Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 1:58:01 AM
Plateau City -
The kitchen gets to work, and the housekeeper is on hand to order the running of baths and setting out of clean clothes if necessary.
Crow soon finds himself in one of the guestrooms on the second floor of the castle. It's secure enough if the door is kept locked. He is subdued, and wherever he is placed, is where he remains, sitting still, hands in his lap. There's no sign of an appetite, either.
Lunch is fruit, tomato and basil soup, crusty bread baked with rosemary, small roasted game hens, potatoes, asparagus, and cherry ice cream.
Dirt City -
In the meantime, Nick accompanies Tommy and Wentworth home. Two distraught parents and a curmudgeon of a grandfather are waiting. They all look immensely relieved to see the two boys.
Ve Mundr Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 9:12:40 AM
Ve nods to Valdor and escorts Crow to the guestroom. Valdor figures I'll be guarding him anyway. Wouldn't want to dissappoint him The Protector smiles inwardly to himself. A long way from the alley in such a short time. Ve enters the room with Crow and directs the man to a chair near a window. "I expect we can be civil."
Ve answers the door and directs the servant to use the small table to place the food. Ve serves Crow and then gets himself something. He lets Crow alone with his thoughts for some time and then pulls a second chair to the window and sits. "Crow." Ve speaks softly and and in compassionate tones. "Would you like to talk about it? Redemption is not beyond your grasp and the Lands of Rest could still be yours where your wife awaits."
Onrad Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 10:15:08 AM
Grasping at straws for sanity at this point, Onrad, perks up when he hears Ve's words to Crow.
"This might be interesting."
He seats himself, asks for some fresh squeezed juice and props his feet up on the next chair.
He watches Crow intently, confident in Ve's ability to handle this situation.
Valdor Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 3:01:58 PM
(OOC: Valdor's comment wasn't out loud Daniel, and Ve stood guard at Korrig's prison cell, hence his perception that Ve would probably stand guard over Crow, but he didn't ask or tell him to, nor would he attempt to order him like that)
Ve Mundr Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 3:57:08 PM
[OOC Oh I know. that was the point of Ve thinking what he was thinking. Ve was having a humerous moment. he kjknows that Valdor knows that he is going to be Crows shadow. just like Korrig. That was what the smiles inwardly part was about]
:)
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 8:35:27 PM
Cori moves off with the rest but stops long enough to move Amarth from her shoulder. She stares into the eyes of her friend for a few minutes and then nods her head. "Go have a little fun for once my friend...we both deserve it." She lets Amarth take off into the air and then moves inside the castle herself.
Her steps are heavy but she does make it to her room. Luckily there is already a hot bath drawn when she enters her room and she wastes not time in soaking it up. Her mind wanders and she knows that she has a letter to write. "My parents will flip." The thought brings a smile to her face and her laugh is in joy for once.
Amarth has taken to wing and though in some respects he is not a true bird, he flies off to have a little fun with the other birds. It is nice to be able to have a little fun for once and he plans to make good use of it.
Nick Wednesday October 3rd, 2007 11:57:22 PM
Without going into too much scary detail, Nick will try and explain to the halfling family that the boys did a very good thing. He'll also talk to boys and parents separately about what they've been through, and offer help, and a way of contacting him if necessary.
After that, he'll try and locate the local Alemi temple, or failing that, cleric, and explain the situation, asking them to keep a quiet eye on things, and also try and put it around that the boys aren't to be interrogated.
After that - he'll figure out how to get home. (And keep everyone posted via the earpiece.)
DM Jan Thursday October 4th, 2007 2:33:01 AM
Plateau City -
In a place such as Platinum Dragon castle, with its hot baths, good food, crackling fires, clean, pressed clothes and a quiet and efficient staff, it is easy to unwind and shrug off the lingering ghosts of an adventure, however troubling. Within and without, life marches on; hustle and bustle walk side by side with moments of quiet reflection.
Only in the guest room is a reminder of a possible future that could turn this life completely upside down. Tiny shards of dirt belonging to that future still lie beneath Crow's finger nails and cling to the man's thin garments. He carries a faint scent of metal and blood, a reminder of where he has come from, where the Dragons have been until this morning. Whether the man has nothing to say, is deep in thought, is in shock, or is using his silence as a shield, is anyone's guess. His eyes appear flat and disinterested until -
"My wife," he says quietly, his head lifting as Ve Mundr attempts some form of conversation. "It's all I wanted. To have her with me, again. It was the only thing I could think of - when she died. To get her back. Get her out of that... that bloody Woldsblood soup." He looks at Onrad and Ve (and any of the others who joined them after lunch). "You talk of redemption and lands of rest. You see, we never believed in any of that. Life comes and goes, and it's all tied up to the very source our power. "My wife always said that the so called 'Gargul' was the biggest lie in the Wold. I'm inclined to agree. I've met men who have been able to prolong their lives and wield immense power. Those in Mount Bone were among them. Masters of the Arcane." He sighs, although he seems slightly more animated, his eyes now have a slow fire burning behind them. His sentences seem a little disjointed. "You know, I almost had it. That so called divine magic - its like another language, but it still draws power. Had I more time.... but there's never enough time, is there. I had to make short cuts, and that's what led.... How many people did I kill? How many lives poured needlessly into the soup?"
At some point, Fabersham has mentioned to Valdor that Valdora and the twins are out, getting in some archery practice.
As for Amarth, there are rising thermals over the rooftops, endless scraps, fish heads and discarded meats to pick at amongst the markets, and plenty of territorial battles to get into with other flocks of avians. All part of a days work.
Dirt City -
Nick finds a cleric who reassures him that she'll keep an eye on the halflings.
Getting back to Plateau City proves easier and less expensive than he thought, and he is able to share a teleport with a wizard (a Star Guild member) he bumps into - oddly enough - at Crow's burned out place (where he'd been to get a last look).
Onrad Thursday October 4th, 2007 10:06:21 AM
Onrad starts to retort, but bites his tongue for the moment. Perhaps there is more to come.
But he still feels a need to communicate to Ve. So he gets a napkin and writes on it, folds it, and hands it to Ve.
The note says: ::confessed murder. getting a constable.::
Onrad then leaves the room.
He finds Valdor and any others in the vicinity.
"Crow is confessing to murder in there. I'm going for a Constable."
Onrad then runs outside, pops a flying potion, and makes a beeline for the nearby Constable Castle.
Mordrid Thursday October 4th, 2007 8:58:14 PM
Mordrid spends the afternoon relaxing and reflecting on the previous days. His responsibilities have lessened since Ve's introduction into the group. Someone else was present to be the ever watchful eye over the well being of Valdor and friends.
The ranger cleans up, and prepares to visit the palace dungeon, to check on Korrig. Maybe there would be news of his sentence?
Valdor Thursday October 4th, 2007 11:28:01 PM
Valdor enjoys a quick bath and asks the servants to prepare him another, for after lunch. He eats quietly, much apparently on his mind. He waits for everyone to finish before heading upstairs. He says,"I'm going to get some rest. My head is killing me with all of the different things we just witnessed and went through." He waits to see if Cori feels like joining him, although he really just wants to relax...for now.
Ve Mundr Friday October 5th, 2007 8:58:12 AM
Ve nods to Onrad as he quickly scans and pockets the note. "Belief is not required Crow and redemption is a temporal state as well as a divine state for those who wish to seek it. I can answer your wife's statement of Gargul. If she was implying he does not exist then, she was very wrong. If there were qualities and powers being attached through that statement, then I can not say as I do fully know the ramifications of those attachments."
"But I would ask 'What' did you almost have? You say life is all tied to the source of your power, yet you know of the Woldsblood and that souls of the dead are tied to it."
Nick Friday October 5th, 2007 4:30:00 PM
By roundabout way of conversation, Nick attempts to ask the mage about why he was showing an interest in Crow's place, while at the same time (hopefully) not giving too much away. Once back in Plateau City, he'll thank the man and return to Platinum Dragon castle.
DM Jan Friday October 5th, 2007 5:37:34 PM
To ensure that Valdor doesn't come out smelling like a rose, the staff have put essences of lavender and chamomile in his bathtub, instead. Both the scent, and the heat of the water go a long way toward putting the Dragonstone at ease and clearing his head, physically at least. A little further down the hall, Cori's pen draws precise, stylized script along thick, good quality parchment. There is a courtyard below, and from their open windows, they can both hear talk and laughter. It sounds like Valdora and the twins coming back from archery practice.
Across the hall, Ve continues his conversation with Crow after Onrad has left. The old man leans forward. "It's not just my power, young fellow, as you jolly well know. It's the power. Right beneath our feet, woldsblood, flowing beyond our eyes. And I'm not saying Gargul doesn't exist, merely that he isn't a God. Ever been in the Shadowlands? " he squints, giving the Protector a hard look. "Yes... perhaps you have. Does it sing to you? The blood? It sings to me." He barks out a laugh. "Heh! That's quite a siren song, eh? Who wouldn't be godlike after spending their life amongst all that? At the end of the day, a spell is a spell. It's the language that differs. I can give you an example of what I meant by 'almost had' if you gave me some writ - " He leans back and spreads his hands. "My apologies, you are my host, and I see you are a follower of Domi. despite what I've done, I don't consider myself to be an evil man, and I can see how this conversation might be uncomfortable for you. I've done enough damage."
Back in Plateau City, Nick doesn't have far to walk, as the Star Tower is right around the corner from Platinum Dragon castle. His conversation with the mage revealed the following: that the Star Tower had been keeping a distant eye on the old wizard, Crow. But as to why - the man wouldn't say any further. Not without a greater exchange of information. Also, the man told Nick that he'd overheard a rumour that Dirt City was under threat of an attack from the swamps. "Lizards, by all accounts. Not quite sure what to make of it, but I'm glad to be returning home. Not terribly civilized, this place. I dare say a few lizards running about wouldn't make a blind bit of difference."
At Sturtavent's Palace, Mordrid is escorted to Korrig's cell by one of the guards. There he finds his old foe to have recovered most of his wits, and appears to be in better spirits. He is clean shaven, and his hair is cropped close to his scalp. "To discourage lice, I'm told," Korrig says. "Game of chess, old man? Indulge me. I'm surrounded by buffoons." The guard rolls his eyes.
Onrad's appearence at Constabulary Castle also appears to be most welcome. At last. Some action. "How many men do we need?" asks the officer in charge. "Is he dangerous?"
As for Jus, Plateau City, the castle, lunch, and Crow are barely registering in his conscious mind. It happens occasionally, when Keiran wants his full attention. I wanted you to see this. His companion appears to be watching a lightning storm. Jags of blinding light are hitting the mountain side, and are accompanied by strong, percussive blasts of thunder. The dragon appears to be delighted at the display. You must show me how....
Corialote and Amarth Friday October 5th, 2007 7:35:32 PM
Cori worries over the letter for a good half an hour till she has what would be passable to her anyways. Setting the pen to the side she sprinkels some fine sand upon it and then shakes it off lightly. With a last look she seems a little disgusted for some reason and with a short flick of her wrist, dries the ink the rest of the way with a simple incantation.
Standing slowly she rolls up the parchment and then adds a drop of hot wax to seal it. Fidgeting with the ring upon her finger she finally stamps it shut with her house insignia. "Now to find Fabersham." She is soon down into the main hall looking for the man.
Amarth meanwhile is outside, partaking in the lower games of most birds. A few fights, a little mating dancing and finding a few new shinies to add to his nest. He returns through the open window to find his Mistress gone. So he takes the time to adjust his nest and add in the new trinkets. Maybe he would find himself a mate as well. At least he figured he could do all the normal things a regular raven could do...he would have to ask his Mistress about it.
Posting Report for Monday October 8th, 2007 9:20:24 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of October 1,2007
Name-----MTWTF DmJanH---XOXXX Valdor---XXXXO Mordrid--XOOXO *Miss 3 post Fr.Nick--OOXOX *Miss 3 post Dalia----OOOOO *Miss 5 post VE Mont--OOXOX *Miss 3 post Coralot--XOXOX Onrad----XOXXO Jus------OOOOO *Miss 5 post
Adm Ceil
Valdor Tuesday October 9th, 2007 10:38:47 AM
Valdor spends the rest of the day just relaxing. He hugs his daughter tight when she returns from practice. He decides to take her shopping after she gets ready and checks to see if Cori would like to join them. He chuckles when he thinks of the stares sure to come when he is seen walking around stores with Cori and his daughter acting like a normal person. He leaves his armor and swords, but always has his daggers within reach, strapped in a sheath around each ankle.
Mordrid Tuesday October 9th, 2007 10:44:41 AM
Mordrid asks all the typical questions of a disinterested man feigning interest. "How is the food? Is the bed commortable?"
Upon Korrig's offer to play chess, the ranger responds, "they allow you a chess board down here?" The ranger turns his head to one of the guards, raising a brow to show disapproval.
If the board is nearby, Mordrid will accept Korrig's offer; not to cure his foe's boredom, but as a display of machismo.
Ve Mundr Tuesday October 9th, 2007 12:33:28 PM
Ve smiles, a bit amused at Crow's apology. He had said nearly as much long ago and was nearly defrocked for it. Ve well understood the fevor and hard lined positions many of his comrades took. "Crow, I likely know the type of clerics and preists you have known in the past and I can assure I am of quite a different mind. Though I do think we should not start diagraming and writing again. That could lead us both to a very unpleasant place."
Ve takes a drink of the fruit juice, "Now as to the godhood of gargul, Domi and the rest. It really is a mortal creation of title to give form to a state we do not comprehend. From our understanding we are really just classsifying power. Us mortals, then Immortals, then Powers and at the pinnacle, the gods. Do not worry about offending or upsetting me Crow."
Ve pauses a moment and considers the man in front of him. Evil? Ve did not feel that, but obsessive to the point of destruction. Yes he was that. Time would heal emotional scars and the mortal memory is beautifully crafted to forget. Thus he will start down the same path. All the while telling himself, this time will be different, this time he will not allow himself to make the same mistakes. In the end it will lead to death and destruction. No Crow is not an evil man, but through him he would allow great evil to be wrought. By his own hand or those who would use him to thier own ends.
Ve quietly puts himself at ease with the decision that must be done. Another drink, "Crow you have not told about your wife. A happier topic of conversation of how you met perhaps."
Onrad Tuesday October 9th, 2007 7:23:48 PM
Onrad replies to the constable. "We'll handle any problems that arise if things get out of control. So bring whatever you would normally bring to secure a person who has confessed to murder.
"I will return and let the others know you're on your way."
Onrad flies back and starts informing people that the constables are coming for Crow and why. He does not let Crow know what is happening. No need to alert a possibly dangerous person before it is needed.
Nick Wednesday October 10th, 2007 1:47:58 AM
Nick walks around the corner from the Star Tower and toward the main gate of Platinum Dragon castle.
Earpiece: "I'm back. There was a Star Tower mage sniffing around Crow's old place, and they're playing their cards close to their chest and not giving anything away. I didn't tell them we had him. Not sure why...
Once inside, he walks up to where they have Crow in one of the guest rooms. "Mind if I join you?" he asks Ve, and Onrad if he's returned.
DM Jan Wednesday October 10th, 2007 2:59:40 AM
Plateau City - Platinum Dragon Castle
There's a moment, just a moment as Valdor goes downstairs and out into the courtyard, where he sees the twins stood beside his daughter, talking to her quietly; their manner, their expressions, utterly enthralled they are, by the young female stood in their midst. And for that moment she doesn't look like his daughter at all, but someone immensely more powerful and potentially more dangerous. If Cori is there, she is fully able to recognise the aura of a matriarch when she sees one. It's just a moment, and it's gone, and perhaps it's nothing more than a reminder of who her mother is as she runs to hug her father. The City awaits. There are a few stares, but nothing too obtrusive.
And while Amarth adds to a collection of sparkly objects that a small dragon would envy, both Onrad and Nick arrive back to the castle.
Ve and Crow are still talking. The old man has raised an eyebrow at Ve Mundr's leniency toward his observations about the Gods. The refusal to get into the workings of spells however, has left him temporarily floundering, as if his mind was utterly set on a thing, and now is struggling to change course. He blinks and shifts in his chair, until another subject is gifted to him, and then his face brightens.
"I met Ireyna when we were both apprentices at the Star Tower," he grins. "Ah, you should have seen her, she was a goddess, and I was a stumbling, stammering youth. She was brilliant. She was - " He frowns. "They were jealous, you know, at the Tower. Of her prowess, her intellect, everything. We were both thrown out on our ear eventually. Pure jealousy." He rubs away a tear. "Best thing that ever happened," he adds unconvincingly.
Meanwhile!
Four guards are on their way from Constabulary castle. And all four are full of speculation as to who they might be apprehending. It's been a quiet week. Heck, it's been a quiet month, so this little incident is most welcome. They'll be at PD castle in around 20 minutes.
Meanwhile!
As one scroll, marked by Cori's seal awaits delivery - another one arrives. It's from the Star Tower, addressed to the Dragonstone. The seal suggests some Star Tower bigwig.
Meanwhile!
The Mayor's Palace Dungeon -
Mordrid's disproval of the chess board is met with a guards apologetic, but 'anything for an easy life' shrug. Sitting down to a game in a magic-free cell - "Food's terrible, bed's uncomfortable, as it should be," says Korrig wrly as he pushes one of his pawns forward. "People get forgotten and are left to rot in here, from what I gather. Interest is lost, and so they fade." He glances up at Mordrid from the board. " Not an entirely auspicious way to end one's days, is it." There's a glint in his eye.
Onrad Wednesday October 10th, 2007 3:09:49 PM
Onrad sets up guard outside the dining room where Ve, Nick and Crow are until the constables arrive.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday October 10th, 2007 9:37:20 PM
With her letter safely ready for delivery and in the hands of someone that she trusts, she goes to find Valdor. She is dressed simply now in a sleevless tunic and tight pants, with her knee high boots. The only bit of weaponry that she appears to be carrying is the dagger at her side.
Coming out into the courtyard she finds Valdor. As she watches Valdora she smiles and shakes her head. She glances to Valdor to see what he sees as he watches his own daughter. "She is going to command attention one day...or more than she already does." She is more than willing to accompany the two into town for a day of shopping.
As the wander through the shops she looks at a lot of different things, including a few items of more personal taste...though Valdor might like them. "So, what do you have planned for retirement." She flashes a grin as she loops her arm in his and then leans her head against his shoulder. "I wrote a letter to my parents and told them about you...I cannot wait to see how the react to the idea of me marrying you." There is amusement there as she speaks and she finds it nice to hear from herself.
Valdor d20=4 Thursday October 11th, 2007 11:54:12 AM
Valdor replies to Cori,"It would almost be humorous to see their reaction to you marrying a half elf. I think it would be good to meet them before such a ceremony. Does the drow society require approval from family in such things? Forgive my ignorance, you are the first drow I ever wanted to learn about. Most just wanted to slice me up or singe my hair with a fireball or ten."
Valdor is blissfully ignorant about the 'aura' of his daughter. He's just happy to see her happy and thriving away from her mother's temple. While shopping, he buys some necklaces and bracelets for her and Cori. He thinks ahead and pictures Cori in a wedding gown...with the stomach area cut out in it and sleeveless and smiles.
Onrad Thursday October 11th, 2007 1:13:44 PM
Onrad continues to guard. He's getting antsy though.
He struggles with the need to move around and forces himself to stand still.
::self torture::, he thinks to himself. ::I've finally lost it.::
Nick Thursday October 11th, 2007 2:08:51 PM
Nick is pacing slowly back and forth in the guest room, some way away from the window where Ve and Crow are sat talking. He's listening to the conversation, trying to figure out what is to be done. Just have him locked up and let the City decide? For what? Something the man did in the future? Something that hasn't happened yet? Is the Plateau City justice system geared up to deal with something like that? Having seen what was likely to happen if this man was let loose, Nick knows they can't just turn him out and leave him to his own devices. The man was obviously as nutty as a fruitcake.
The Star Tower involvement has him worrying, also. What did they want? Why was the mage over in Dirt City sniffing around? Were they after protecting one of their own? Or did they want to get their hands on his work? Maybe Cori could shed some light on it. She'd see the situation from a mage's point of view, and she might now more about the political machinations of that place. Every institution had them, even his own.
Was that Onrad he could hear, shifting about outside the door?
DM Jan Thursday October 11th, 2007 2:25:21 PM
The four constables arrive and are shown up to the hallways outside the guestroom. They salute Onrad. "A murderer, you say?" asks their leader. "Where's the body? Or should I say bodies?" he adds, bringing the more literal aspects of habeous corpus into play.
Cori's scroll goes out of the door via courier. The incoming scroll lies in a dish at reception.
Elsewhere in town, some of the local merchants rejoice as Platinum Dragon cash leaves the Dragonstone's hands, and at the Mayor's Palace, guards have gathered to watch two sworn enemies sit down to a game of chess.
Ve Mundr Thursday October 11th, 2007 5:11:45 PM
Ve tries to maintain a friendly countenance, but as Crow slips back into memory and reveals what lies there about himself and his wife, Ve's eyes darken. "Jealous you say? Perhaps some but surely not every wizard within the Star Mage out of jealous spite alone conspired to your down fall from the guild? Perhpas hundreds of years of wisdom beyong your own from the collective experience of the very mages works, your wife and you stood upon to elevate yourselves had taught them the road you seemed so firmly upon lead to disaster?"
Ve leans in slightly and in a far more grave tone and with darkening eyes he adds, "They were correct Crow. I have been to the end of your road. It is where we found you nearly flayed alive in a world of naught but stench of death. That was your end, so do not presume the Star Mage Guild expelled you and her over mere jealously. What lead to it?"
Ve glances at the door to the room, there was movment out there and Onrad was likely back. One eye flicks towards Father Nick. Nicholas, what to do about him? What would come would come, and Ve leaves that thought alone.
Onrad Friday October 12th, 2007 10:51:51 AM
Onrad answers the constables.
"The bodies are not here. I'm not sure we can obtain bodies. You'd better hear the story and then decide what you want to do. We will abide by your lawful decisions.
"Crow is in here."
He opens the door for the constables.
Valdor Friday October 12th, 2007 7:32:44 PM
Valdor heads back after a few hours of shopping. He heads to his workout room and has a light workout.
Cori Saturday October 13th, 2007 5:17:18 PM
Cori shrugs as she listens to Valdor. "Ultimately they really have no choice in the matter. To be honest, I was an outcast to them from the time that I could talk. Among my people they do not usually let deformed children live." Being this close to Valdor makes her feel safer than she does sometimes and the feelings she has for him allows her to be open with him. "Usually family is the deciding factor as position is a big thing in drow society and moveing up in position is prefered. I can guarantee you that they will not be happy with my choice and to be honest...I do not care." She finds that what she is saying is true. Her families feelings towards her have always been shunning and she has never really cared what they thought...she was broken to them.
Cori pays attention to a lot of the items that they pass and she even looks at a few, but she has never really been into the jewelry thing. She does allow for Valdor to buy her a lightly tooled necklace with matching earrings, that are of obvious elven make. She settles on a bracelet that is lightly accented with whirls that fit in well with her own tattooing. "So, have you told Valdora yet?" She glances to the young woman and wonders what she is going to think about all this. "I might be able to get my sister to attend the wedding...but my father will never submit to giving me away...maybe I should ask Mordrid if he would like the honors." It is hard to tell if she is serious or not...but it appears serious is most likely.
Mordrid Sunday October 14th, 2007 11:45:30 AM
Mordrid listens thoughtfully to Korrig, and counters with a pawn; trying to retake position of the center board.
"I understand how you must feel Korrig. There is nothing more I'd rather see, than you live til the end of your days, making a home and enjoying it's comforts. However, I don't really see that as an option. That's not really who you are is it?"
Posting Report for Monday October 15th, 2007 6:44:05 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragong For the week of October 8,2007
Name-----MTWTF DN Jan H-OOXXO Valdor---OXOXX Mordred--OXOOOS *OOPS Fr.Nick--OOXXO Dalia----OOOOO *OOPS VE Mont--OXOXO *OOPS Coralot--OOOOO *OOPS Onrad----OXXXX Jud------OOOOO *OOPS
Adm Ceil - The four OOPS Guys have forgoten where their PC was located??
Jerry Monday October 15th, 2007 12:46:24 PM
Checking in.
Ve Mundr Monday October 15th, 2007 8:44:21 PM
Check check
Corialote and Amarth Monday October 15th, 2007 9:50:49 PM
Checking in and trying to stay out of trouble. :)
Nick Tuesday October 16th, 2007 12:16:03 AM
Nick returns Ve's glance and offers a slight shrug. It sounded to him as though the man had varying degrees of memory about what they'd all just witnessed - OR - he was mad - OR - was exhibiting some signs of socio or psychopathy. Maybe there was a little of everything in there, all mixed in. Part of him wants to hand the guy over to Onrad's constables, although - a powerful enough mage could slip through their fingers, if he wanted to, he reckons.
DM Jan Tuesday October 16th, 2007 1:04:25 AM
At the castle -
Regret and defeat begin to re-register in Crow's countenance as Ve Mundr talks of disaster. And then he frowns. "What led to to it?" he repeats. He gives the Protector a hard look. "They didn't like where we were going. There were... incidents. Oh yes, and now you can all sit back now and congratulate yourselves. I admit, ultimately, my work went horribly awry. But - " he leans forward, focussed, intent, "- imagine. Being able to circumnavigate the so-called Gods. We're talking about life and death, and choosing one over the other. Look at me! I'm three hundred and forty two years old..." He breaks off and starts to sob.
The door opens and the four constables enter the room, followed by Onrad. They give a slight bow of deference to Nick and the Protector. They also see an old man in a chair by the window, crying his eyes out, and they look a little perplexed.
Downstairs, Valdor, Cori and Valdora have returned. Valdor heads off for a workout, and Cori and Valdora overhear two of the servants talking softly to one another as they drift past, their hands loaded with piles of laundry. "Those constables, they here for the wizard?" "I think so. What if he put up a fight, tho'? I'm glad we're down here instead of up there." Of course, Cori might remember how some of the matriarchies dealt with such things. After all, a male spellcaster? The affrontary of it. Chop of his hands and rip out his tongue, and that puts paid to that. Problem solved. "What's going on?" asks Valdora, all wide-eyed and glancing toward the stairs.
The scroll from the Star Tower addressed to Valdor is still in reception. Fabersham collects it and heads off to the gym.
At the Mayor's Palace, Lower Level, High Security Dungeon -
One of the guards craning his neck to get a look at the chess game says quietly to his comrades, "Okay, now if I were Korrig, I'd move out to the perimeter, try and control the game from the outside now that Mordrid's got the centre."
Inside the cell, Korrig does just that, his previous pawn having opened up the way for his bishop, he moves the piece diagonally toward the edge of the board. The move appears to be done in a distracted manner, while the man considers what the ranger has just said. He raises an eyebrow and looks up from the makeshift gaming table. "Home and comforts? It's certainly tempting, but no, you're right. I've never wanted to die easy after a boring, contented life. That's for merchants and their fat wives. Alas - " he leans back and strokes his shaven chin. "The fate awaiting me is probably worse. Being forgotten. It makes one wonder what all the past was for." Korrig looks back at Mordrid, in an attempt to read the bounty hunter's next move on the board, perhaps.
Complacency. Do I see it in your eyes, Mordrid? Do you think you have me? Do I look sufficiently resigned to my fate? True enough, I can't get out of here by myself, but... Time's given me most of my memory back. I'm owed. Considerably, in some circles. And there's more than one villain out there who may want to clear their debt by helping me get out of here. Of course there's the down side. If I'm left here to rot, maybe all debts would be considered cancelled. But then I'm not one for the down side, either, am I, my friend. The game isn't over, is it. Not yet.
((OOC - Guys, I'm off to the UK for a week. Jerry's picking this up in the meantime.))
Mordrid Tuesday October 16th, 2007 1:54:59 AM
The ranger nods as he leans back in his make shift chair. "To the perimeter? We're not playing checkers my old man."
The ranger responds by moving a side pawn to support the next ahead. His core pieces soundly protocting the rest from within.
"One thing you black fellows seem to forget. There are NO true friends on your side of the fence. You feed on each other when the path of resistance is too strong. You will be forgotten. If they don't testify against you first."
"Your life has been just like your last move. Outside the perimeter. Your bishop will be alone; either cut from the heard, or forced to retreat."
Mordrid eyes the man dangerously, "Chess; a fine game. The only one I know of that requires no random acts of fate; only the support of your friends behind you."
[Jan... have a fine trip, and tell those boys in the UK that we're not all bad.]
Valdor Tuesday October 16th, 2007 6:17:52 PM
Valdor stops when Fabersham comes into the gym. He smiles and says,"Have I told you lately how much I appreciate you and your hard work and loyalty? Well, I do very much my friend."
He takes out the message and reads it slowly.
Ve Mundr Wednesday October 17th, 2007 1:55:02 PM
Ve just looks at Crow, Of course we can sit back and congradulate ourselves. We were correct. It is what one does when facts bear out one's premise. Look at you indeed. The cost to circumnavigate the so called gods and what you wrought about yourself and to yourself.
"Yes Crow look at yourself. Look closely." Ve says very quietly as he sits back into his chair. As it stood now, Crow was not going anywhere and Ve had learned what he needed. Leaving Crow where he is at, Ve stands and walks to the Constables and Onrad, a hand beckoning Nick to join them.
"Not to be rude, but this man is far beyond the constables of this or any other city. The stage upon which this plays is simply too large and the Consortium should act directly here." Glancing at Nick and Onrad, Ve then looks to the other two men, "Apologies for needlessly bringing you here. Dismissed."
Ve turns his attention to his fellow dragons, assuming the men are already heading out.
Onrad Thursday October 18th, 2007 2:45:07 PM
Onrad motions for the guards to stop for a second.
"Ve, could I see you across the hall in the bar please?
"I brought the guard. I told you I was on the napkin. Did you read it? How can we supercede the law of this nation? How can we be judges for another person?"
Necessary Weaknesses [sub DM Jerry] Thursday October 18th, 2007 3:03:48 PM
Onrad talks to Ve in the bar. The servants, catching the serious tone of Onrad's voice quickly freeup the area and shut the doors shooing everyone somewhere.
The constables shrug at each other and end up waiting in the entrance antechamber.
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In the gym, Fabersham goes for a handkerchief and begins to weep. "Your words touch my soul, sir.
"Whatever shall I do now sir? When you are all going your separate ways for awhile?"
While hearing this Valdor reads the note.
It reads,
DRAGONSTONE,
IF YOU DESIRE, WE CAN ATTEMPT TO SET CROW'S MIND STRAIGHT WITH SOME PROCEDURES THAT WE HAVE. THEN HE'D BE FIT TO FACE THE COURTS AND THEIR JUSTICE. AT THE MOMENT, HE IS PROBABLY NOT COMPLETELY COGNIZENT. IF YOU WISH FOR US TO TRY AND HELP HIM, SEND ALONG ONE OF YOUR MAGES TO SUPERVISE OUR EFFORTS AND BRING CROW TO THE STAR TOWER.
WE WILL NOT BE OFFENDED IF YOU CHOOSE ANOTHER ROUTE WITH THIS TRAGIC SOUL.
ZACHEMETUS HIGH GUILDMAGE OF MAGICAL RESEARCH STAR TOWER
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In the prison, Korig retorts, "Of course, you'd even play chess as a hero. Grouping your men for mutual support, treating them as family."
"I view them as tools to get the job done."
And he moves his queen into the side of Mordrid's inner wall forcing him to kill the queen or risk his own queen, a rook or a horse. Players's choice.
"Protecting your pieces, to a fault, has always been a weakness of the Consortium. No offense. Just true. Probably a necessary weakness."
[Spot DC38 please Scott.]
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CDM Jerry Thursday October 18th, 2007 4:33:15 PM
I've sent out another email in the current thread about how you guys want to end up the game. Please reply and participate.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday October 18th, 2007 7:52:06 PM
Cori moves to her room as she is not needed right now. Once there she settles into an overstuffed chair and opens up a book that she has never gotten to finish. She sighs contently to at last have a little freetime to do more mundane things.
Amarth on the other hand has fallen asleep in his nest and dreams of different things. Foremost in his mind is the future and what it holds for him.
Ve Mundr Friday October 19th, 2007 7:21:22 AM
Ve moves with Onrad, nice to see the servants know when to not be around. Ve keeps silent until they are gone. "Yes Onrad, I read it. You informed me you were getting the Constables. I did not agree then and I still don't. How can we, quite simply really. We can because no other could. How can this nation hold the power of law over someone who is not her subject. Someone who committed no crime against her to which anyone can produce any evidence. It is our word against his and while I know that our word carries much I do not wish to set that prescendant in front of all. If the Dragons say you should be punished then as a lawful empire we will punish you. Too many are likely whispering about Crow already. It is our word and decision that will enact the courts as it is. Embroiling them into a charade of power in front of the people is unwise at best. I do not like to lecture or preach, but in this case I will. Crow should not be given over to authorities here or elsewhere. Like it or not we are his judges and we are the only ones who can judge him for what he has done and that we would include Tommy and Wentworth."
Valdor Friday October 19th, 2007 10:48:17 AM
Valdor walks in where Ve, Onrad, and Nick are "holding" Crow. He nods to the constables and says,"My apologies. We will bring this man to you in a short time. We still have some issues to clear up with him, however. Please return and have a cell prepared that can have no magical intrusion, entry or any other access other than one door. It needs to be comfortable for him and he should get the treatment of a noble. I will ensure that he is there in a few hours, or will send word if it will be longer."
He waits until they leave then reads the note to the others. He says,"I will ask Cori to see to this procedure and make sure they steal nothing from his mind that they could use. Mostly, I trust the Star Tower, but I rarely trust wizards...if you understand what I mean."
Posting Report for Monday October 22nd, 2007 6:59:44 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragon For the week of October 15, 2007
Name-----MTWTF DM JanH--OXOXO * going to London Tower Valdor---OXOOX * Bad Boy Mordrid--OXOOO * Bad Boy Fr.Nick--XOOOO * Bad Boy Dalia----OOOOO * Bad Boy VE Mont--XOXOX Coralot--XXOXO Onrad----XOOXO * Bad Boy Jus------OOOOO * A real Bad Boy
Adm Ceil
Onrad Monday October 22nd, 2007 11:56:27 AM
Onrad nods and then stops to think. "Yaknow, Ve, we're both impulsive. I should have consulted you when I left to get the constables instead of just doing it. You should have consulted me when I returned before just telling the constables I asked for to leave."
He stops again.
"I apologize for my part."
There is another awkward silence. Then the decision made, he perks up.
Ve, my friend, I'm going to clean up. Let me know if I can help."
He then bows and goes to his chambers.
Constables Leave [DM Jerry] Monday October 22nd, 2007 11:59:27 AM
The constables nod at Valdor and leave.
Onrad heads upstairs.
Cori reads a book.
Mordrid and Korig play chess.
What will happen next dear readers? Let us see!
[Let's get our posting going folks. ;) Sorry for missing Friday. Long weekend helping Stephen move to town from Charlie. But still my fault. Sorry.]
Ve Mundr Monday October 22nd, 2007 12:35:11 PM
Ve waits for the Constables to leave before saying anything. "I would have preferred the discussion Onrad, but not in front of the Constables. When you entered with them, I felt the best course was to dismiss them and then talk. Cooks in the Kitchen Onrad, Cooks in the Kitchen." Onrad exits and Ve looks to Valdor and reads the missive. His furrowing brow and general disdain for what he is reading is very plain upon his face.
"Face the Courts? Whose? The man has not actually committed any acts against any that we know of. That is the problem. No court should even entertain judgment over future actions. And exposing Crow to the Star Mages Guild just sits wrong. Exposing anyone to him I think a bad idea." Ve inhales and then decides to simply blurt it out.
"Crow needs to be killed. An unfortunate but necessary act."
Valdor Monday October 22nd, 2007 6:48:19 PM
A shadow creeps over Valdor's face, followed by a frown. He replies to Ve very quietly,"And what gives us that right? Are you so ready to kill an old man who really wasn't doing anything evil, he just go consumed by what he did and by others. I asked you and Nick to pray on this and cast divination type spells and I ask again. See if Domi has any answers about this and what will happen if we let the mages guild do their stuff. This is beyond us, and I will not be part of basically murdering an old man that probably has very little time left anyway."
Corialote Monday October 22nd, 2007 9:01:01 PM
Cori is snuggles in her chair reading still and enjoying herself very much. This tome is old and on a branch of magic that is long lost. It is unlikely that it will ever be rediscovered but it is kind of like a wizards fairy tale.
Once in awhile she reaches over and takes a sip from a cup of warm tea that she has at her side and nibbles on a sugar nut biscuit. For once she lets the others handle the problems of the Dragons...though she figures if she is needed, she will know.
Onrad Tuesday October 23rd, 2007 10:31:16 AM
Onrad gets cleaned up, but can't seem to enjoy it. Once dressed in more relaxing clothes, he comes back down and enters the bar.
He gets some juice and sits pensively watching what is happening in the hallway.
[Since Mordrid didn't post, there is no need for a DM post today. We'll just count this also as the DM post. Proceed gentlemen. :)]
Ve Mundr Tuesday October 23rd, 2007 7:49:26 PM
"Justice High and Low in the name of the Wold gives us the right. Like the family of a ursurper would need to be put down so the future generations would not be subject to continued aggression in the future with a illigitimate hier for those who would wish to overthrow the rightful lord could rally around. We must step forward and prevent anyone from following in Crow's footsteps. The star mages were waiting outside of the destroyed house, they now want Crow personally. Cori is not going to personally stand next to Crow for the reaminder of his natural life while the guild tries to correct him. I am not that stupid and niether are you. Human nature will take it's course and what we just did will need to be repeated. the next group might fail. It is not murdering an old man it is protecting your children and your line into the future. That future is still a very real possibility for as long as he lives. If I handed him a few books and materials he would pick right up where he left off. Domi and Alemi are not omipotent, they will not know what will happen if we turn him over. Nor do I, but I do know what the potential is."
Valdor Wednesday October 24th, 2007 10:29:18 AM
Valdor nods at Ve's words and replies,"I believe you and don't disagree. But I would still prefer, since the Gods were involved in this, for Domi or Alemi to at least give us their guidance in this issue before we kill anyone. This isn't a case where undead have erupted in part of the city and started terrorizing our citizens or a red dragon has attacked people who are our allies. Unfortunately it's not that clear cut and as we are soon to be retired, I really don't want our last act as the leading group of the Consortium to be a murder that was not necessary.
All I ask is that you or Nicholas, or both, commune with your God on this issue first, then we wil make a group decision on it and act on it. There will be no harm in waiting until you two have completed your spells and such a divination will lead us down the right path. It may be that they want us to do what you have suggested. It may be that they have another alternative that we haven't considered. I haven't asked for much from you since you came to us, but this I need from you."
Onrad Wednesday October 24th, 2007 10:34:30 AM
Onrad's mood gets him to reflecting on the past. His dad who never accepted him as equal to his older brother. His older brother who took over for dad in the winemaking business, but drunk himself to death before he was 30. His younger brother who tried adventuring, but didn't have the heart for it. His time with the Three.
--------- This counts as the DM post. Sending an email about posting.
Ahh, The Three. The precursors of the Storm Dragons. His mood changes when he thinks of how he met them....falling down a outside set of stairs right into their midst!
Gods I was clumsy back in those days!
Ve Mundr Wednesday October 24th, 2007 2:32:43 PM
Ve will agree with Valdor, he just wanted to be sure he knew where Ve was coming from on this matter. Barring divine intervention, which he is about to ask for, Crows fate is in thier hands and no one elses.
Ve will retire to prepare.
Mordrd d20=6 Wednesday October 24th, 2007 4:28:23 PM
[I am in Dallas and do not have my character sheet. I rolled a 6, and I am pretty sure that my spot check is not a 32 or better. If Jerry has my charadetr sheet, perhaps he could double check.]
Mordrid proceeds to take Korrig's queen with a knight, deciding not to risk his rooks, as they will be needed in the 'end' game.
No reponse is necessary to Korrigs rebuttle, so the ranger remains silent. Korrig did not think like a normal person.
Corialote Wednesday October 24th, 2007 8:32:45 PM
Cori sets her book to the side, after placing a bookmark in it for later. She has not been bothered for some time now and it bothers her a little. "Wonder what the others are doing." She stands slowly and looks to the sleeping Amarth and smiles.
Slipping out of her room she starts to wander the halls a little. Not really looking for anything or anyone particular, she is just checking on the others....and she is bored.
Ve Mundr Thursday October 25th, 2007 4:12:20 PM
Closing his room, Ve locks the door, recreates the extra dimensional mansion like before and enters. He takes a hot bath, has some food and drink and relaxes with his personal journal and book of Domi for a little reading before going to sleep.
Nick Thursday October 25th, 2007 11:29:51 PM
Nick's eyes shift towards Ve for a moment as his friend and colleague speaks frankly. Killed. He's shocked. By the blessed Alemi, would it come to that? Would it? The old wizard was a liability, there was no doubt about that. But killed... His hand rises toward his own face, and subconsciously, he rubs the bridge of his nose and screws his eyes shut. A familiar gesture. Well, he couldn't exactly express outrage at the suggestion, despite his own official temple mandates about the preservation of life. Not after they'd already dispatched that boy at the Gargul temple. Onrad's hand, yes, but he'd stood and watched. Killed. Kill one, save thousands. Alemi guide my hand...
He blinks and clears his throat as Valdor talks about guidance. "Well, it certainly can't hurt," he says. "I'll go and prepare, also." And off he goes.
DM Jan Friday October 26th, 2007 12:13:21 AM
((Back. Thanks Jerry!))
Cori leaves her room and sets out at a slow pace to rejoin the others. She passes various members of staff, going about their business. The smell of the earlier lunch has given way to drifting scents of wood polish, and, as she walks past a staff member scrubbing stair steps - carbolic soap. Then there's the smell of parchment and old leather as another walks by carrying a stack of books toward the library. A stack of books... She passes the doorway to the bar, where Onrad sits, a contemplative expression on his features, and, up some steps, a short distance away is Valdor, talking to the two clerics. All three look to be in a sombre mood. There is an opened scroll in Valdor's hand. Dangling from it is a broken Star Tower seal. A stack of books. Well, she was reading, earlier. Both Nick and Ve break off from Valdor and head off toward their rooms. Books. Crow's notes. From his Dirt City hovel. Didn't she still have those?
Downstairs, the constables head back outside and toward their stronghold. No magic. A place for a noble. It will be seen to.
As for Crow, he is inside the guest room. He is now stood, and is looking out of the window toward the park gardens and the gladiator arena beyond.
((Clerics, post your preparations and questions, please.))
Meanwhile! Over at the Mayor's Palace Dungeon...
Korrig leans back and strokes his clean-shaven chin as his queen is taken. Hmmm, anticipated. And you could learn a lot about a man via his chess moves. Not that he'd much else to learn about this particular opponant. Why the silence, Mordrid? Run out of bluster? What if all those friends of yours were no longer there to hold your hand? A smile flicks quickly across his face, and disappears. There were dozens of contracts out on the Dragons. Dozens. It came with being famous, one supposed. High profile. Whoever could take the likes of Valdor down, etc etc etc. Someone might get lucky, you sanctimonious XXXXX. Then what? You'd still come after me? Or would you be more amenable to negotiation? You can take a man out of Osto, but you can't take Osto out of the man. Was that how the saying went? Korrig leans forward and makes a defensive move, back toward the outside. An invitation to follow. He nods toward the guards. "Rumour has it, Valdor is retiring soon. You doing the same? Getting too old for all this?"
Valdor Friday October 26th, 2007 12:51:10 AM
Valdor watches Nick and Ve head toward their rooms and smiles. 'What a contrast,' he muses silently. 'Both are good men, great companions, but have very differing approaches to life and resolving things.'
The large warrior shrugs his shoulders and turns to go to his room. He stops, deep in thought, then turns to find Cori and show the scroll to her. When he finds her, he kisses her on the forehead and opens it for her to read. He then asks,"What do you think? Are they sincere, or do you think it's a plot to get inside his head and learn how to do some of the things Crow did?"
Corialote Friday October 26th, 2007 5:53:49 PM
Cori accepts the kiss and then takes the scroll lightly from his hands. He eyes scan it, but you get the feeling that every word sinks in no matter. "Like any organization...there are those of good bent and bad." She rolls the edge of the parchment between her fingers for a few minutes and shrugs. "It could be a bit of both...there are some in the Guild that study the darker matters and there are those that will not even touch them." As she hands the note back to Valdor she looks around and then shakes her head.
For the briefest of instants her face takes on a darker tone and bits of her old life flood back. "He could very well disappear..." Her suddenly dark eyes find Valdors and there is not joy or merriment in them. "...permanently." There is such finality to her words that for an instant it would be as if she was back among her people...the matriach speaking of keeping herself in power.
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