Dokenor Wednesday April 7th, 1999 7:44:59 PM
Dokenor gets rather red as the talk about never going back to the Emerald City progresses, "I live in the Emerald City! Not only do I live there, but thousands of others who are being pushed around and walked over by that big Dragon make the Emerald City their home. I devoted my life to helping such privelaged-deprived people, using my awesome luck, as well as that of Wardd, to change things around for these people. I'm not going to just stop making the people's lives better because Parnoth has something personal against me. Giving up my life because the tryant has something personal against me is not a valid pairing, for the citizens of Emerald City live their daily routines knowing that anyday Parnoth can, and just might kill them. I have no problems being one of those people. In otherwords, I'll take my chances by going back home."
Olana Thursday April 8th, 1999 12:10:59 AM
Olana listens to the others for a while, applauding Fluet when he finishes his song. But most of her thoughts are on her own tribe who dwell at the edges of Emerald Forest and their constant struggle for survival. "Well," she says eventually, " I think we should definitely report back to the Tines. You know maybe they may have some suggestions as to how to deal with Parnoth. My tribe have struggled long enough under his reign."
DM Thursday April 8th, 1999 6:21:59 AM
Four men dressed in the uniform of the Emerald Kingdom "Peace Forces" forcefully enter the tavern. "All hail his prestigious prescence, the Voice of the Dragon, the protector of the Royal Treasure, The overseer of Records, The Most Honorable MOP!!!" A smallish man enters the tavern with a look of bombastic confidence enters and looks through the crowd his eyes settling for a second on each of you. As he prepares to speak, he is interrupted. Suddenly from somewhere near the kitchen comes Grey, fear etched on his face and much contrition. He turns to Ingrge and falls to his knees. Somehow he manages to look pitiful and foolish. "Master Ingrge. I thank thee for the life of myself and Joe. We do as you instructed and flee this night from the Emerald Kingdom, banished by the threat of beast and sword. We crave your mercy." He then rips open his shirt baring his breast in contrition and lowers his eyes. Somewhere down there hidden by his lowly posture, you detect the slightest hint of a smile and a glitter in the eye. He is enjoying this.
Flueterflam Thursday April 8th, 1999 9:06:59 AM
Although quite drunk, Fluet realizes that this moment shouldn't be used to joke around. He wonders what may happen next, but his patience has been drunk away (so to speak). "We are here celebbbrrating ourr viictory. Theee Hands of the Love are dddiisbanded and Grreyy heerre willll be escorrtedd ouut be uus tommorrrrow. Iss thhat what you came hhere to learrnn?" This all of course was addressed to Mop. After speaking, he thinks that maybe he shouldn't have spoken. But then the alcohol kicks in again, and he doesn't care too much.
Ingrge Thursday April 8th, 1999 5:15:59 PM
As Ingrge hears the announcement and sees Mop enter the inn, Ingrge has a brief interior panic attack as he surrepticiously tries to find Grey, not seeing him he relaxes a bit and prepares to face Mop. Just then Grey makes his reapearance and panic almost sets in again until Grey goes into his act. Ingrge looks down at the supplicant Grey, with just a hint of suprise in his eyes, but just as quickly it vanishes as Ingrge looks down sternly at Grey and says, "As for your life, we do not kill those who have not done harm to us, but for your safety and to make sure that you leave, we will escort you to the border as Skald Fluet has said." Turning to Mop, so what brings you here sir? I expect it is not the fact that you wanted a drink and some more pleasant company?
Shadrach Thursday April 8th, 1999 9:52:59 PM
"And let this be a lesson to you!" Shad waggled his finger in admonition at Grey.
Olana Friday April 9th, 1999 1:56:59 AM
Olana looks on, nodding in agreement, trying VERY VERY HARD to keep a smile off her face, despite the tension.
Mop Saturday April 10th, 1999 6:02:59 AM
Mop, who was very much worked up with his speech abou how the party had "failed" and Parnoth wished to have words with them and let them grovel for their lives, now bumbles around and wipes his face with his gold inlaid hanky with the "P" in the corner while he recovers his dander. "I do not think I could learn anything here from such dregs as an adventurering group known in the "official" royal books as "The Puppets." I come to summon you, "The Puppets," before Parnoth so you can report and beg his royal insights on your, ahm, efforts on his mighty behalf. We leave immediately by barge at second moonlight. I will observe you escorting this spy from the city and we be on our way." He steps forward and rudely turns Grey's head toward his own his visage filling with hatred and loathing. He sneers at him for a second and then with an eye out to note the reactions, spits in his eye. He then spins walking to the door where he says, over his shoulder, "Bring him. Come!"
Shadrach Saturday April 10th, 1999 10:55:59 AM
Shad leaped to his feet and shouted, "Praise Parnoth! Our exploits in His Name have made us heroes! Who knows how high in his estimation we might become? We might sit at his right hand, advising him, acting as his agents! What a great oppurtunity this will be!" ((Tell Believable Lie Power)) Shad attempted to rivet attention on him to cover other's more honest reactions. He moved in close to Mop in a companionable way to whisper, "Dont' worry old sod. I'll put in a good word about you to the old Dragon."
Ingrge Saturday April 10th, 1999 5:51:59 PM
Fuming inside, Ingrge keeps a bland non committal look on his face and signals to K'nara to let it rest. as Mop turns to leave, Ingrge then downs the last of his ale places a gold on the table hands Grey a napkin to wipe his face and helps him to his feet. With a slight grin on his face, Ingrge says. " Well gang, shall we get this done before someone gives our strings a tug. You know I would hate to be our puppet master. Our strings are always getting so tangled and mixed up you just never know what is going to happen.
K'nara Saturday April 10th, 1999 5:57:59 PM
Already standing behind Grey as he kneels on the floor. K'nara nearly goes ballistic when Mop spits in Grey's eye, but manages to grit her teeth and remain outwardly calm. Mop turns and leaves Grey and Ingrge can just make out the hissed comment of "He is mine" that emerges from K'nara's mouth.
Flueterflam Saturday April 10th, 1999 9:39:59 PM
Fluet is not sure what exactly everyone's doing, but he awkwardly follows wherever they go. Although some anger enters him as he finds that they have to return to see Parnoth.
Olana Sunday April 11th, 1999 8:16:59 AM
Olana moves outside with the others, thinking what a downright rude person this Mop fellow is, catching Shad's whisper to him as she walks alongside. With great difficulty she stops the snort of laughter lurking at the back of her throat, and quickly sobers up, thinking of the journey ahead. Oh my .......another barge trip.
Dokenor Monday April 12th, 1999 4:55:59 AM
Doke looks at Mop and his followers with a neutral look. "Yea, lets go talk to Parnoth." he mutters as he walks out the door, following his group.
DM Monday April 12th, 1999 6:50:59 AM
A thundering voice booms, "ENOUGH OF THIS!" It's a voice you all recognize... Parnoth. Having experienced such a phenomena before it doesn't take any of you long to find the magic mouth on the ground. "MOP, You have not handled this situation as I instructed. I did not wish to intervene, but you have made it necessary by your stupidity. You are the puppet. Not they. Now, all of you attend my words. JOE HAND and GREYMAULK you have violated the treaties between New Elenna and the Emerald Kingdom by your presence here. Leave at once. No one will escort you to the border. You will teleport now, or I will come there myself to see that you leave one way or another." Greymaulk and Joe look at each other. The join hands and teleport. Just before they go, you all hear Grey say, "Remember the lessons." Once they are gone Parnoth begins again. "You have all done me a great service by aiding me in locating these miscreants and those that persued them. It's time for you to come and receive your... reward." You can't help but shudder for the dragon's voice seethes with sarcasm. "Mop, will teleport you all here to me should none of you have anything better to do. If you don't wish to come to me, I'll come to you. I don't suggest you take that option." The voice is silent a moment and then speaks again, "Oh and one other thing. Dokenor, find a nice big stick, and we'll see if you can put my head on it when you get here."
DM Monday April 12th, 1999 6:51:59 AM
After Parnoth stops speaking, Mop gets a smug grin on his face and pulls out a wand, "Are you all ready to visit our master?"
Ingrge Monday April 12th, 1999 9:17:59 PM
Ingrge looks at Mop and says. "Well, little broom,I guess we will go see YOUR master." Though I would argue the point of who actually is the puppet around here. In fact is that a string I see attached to your head?"
Shadrach Tuesday April 13th, 1999 12:00:59 AM
Shad looked at the others, face grim as it had ever been. He expected nothing but instant death from the dragon and saw the only slight chance of survival in flight.
Flueterflam Tuesday April 13th, 1999 2:36:59 AM
The voice or Parnoth sobers Fluet up very quickly. Although when he sees Mop smile he just can't help himself, "You'd better get that smile off your face. I've been known to persuade even dragons into doing....let's just say dislikable things for people like you. Oh sure, maybe Parnoth has no need for us, but he has even less need for you. He himself knows that fact. So just watch yourself." He sneers at Mop and hold back a snicker. It's always fun to push around little messenger people.
Olana Tuesday April 13th, 1999 4:41:59 AM
The elf looks to the others apprehensively, not really knowing what to do for the best. Would it be best to make a run for it? Or not? And if she did - what would repercussions on her tribe be? She hangs back a little, wrestling with the problem.
Flueterflam Wednesday April 14th, 1999 5:49:59 AM
Fluet sees discontent (to say the least) on Olana's face. He sets his hand upon her shoulder. With a resilient smile, "Don't worry about anything. If he was gonna do anything to us, it would have happened already." Then to get everyone's spirit up (hopefully), Fluet tells his companions a joke involving Mop, which if he heard, would make him rather angry. Although he tells them just quietly enough that Mop can't hear it.
Dokenor Wednesday April 14th, 1999 7:27:59 AM
Dokenor listens to the displaced mouth's words with intrigue. As the last sentance is spoken in snarls, "You know something Parnoth?" He looks to Mop not knowing where else the two way communication could be taking place, "It is you who have put my contempt of your scaly self in my body. It is you who give your citizens their suffering. It is you who chose to get nothing out of life except a full belly and a overstuffed vault. But it is I, as well as many others, who wish to make a difference. And we will, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but something will definately change in the Emerald Kingdom. For the better."
Parnoth Wednesday April 14th, 1999 4:32:59 PM
"There are many things that you do not understand, priest. Were it not for me, this whole region would have fallen to the Dark Lord this past year. Do you think that would have been a better choice? Master of Puppets, send them to me."
DM Wednesday April 14th, 1999 4:34:59 PM
Mop raises his wand and points it vaguely at the party. You all feel the momentary discomfort of teleporting and you once again find yourself in room. This one is made of stone and littered with bones and has door made of cold iron bars. The cell is lit, but beyond the bars you cana see nothing but darkness.
Ingrge Wednesday April 14th, 1999 11:19:59 PM
After letting his eyes adjust to the dark, Ingrge then looks around the area for any sign of life(heat) that is not a result of his party members. If nothing is to be seen, He will start in the back right corner and walking along the wall start looking for any hidden or secret passages that might exist.
Flueterflam Thursday April 15th, 1999 12:51:59 AM
"Don't you just love these dire situations where we are magically teleported because of a dragon in a locked cell? I myself have never failed to see the humor in it." Deciding he just doesn't care anymore where he goes or what he does, Fluet sits on the ground and unslings his lute. He starts trying to work on a new song that he hasn't yet had time to finish.
Shadrach Thursday April 15th, 1999 4:51:59 AM
"Really? Everyone seems to dislike that I find them inevitable," Shad's voice mused in the darkness. He walked over the bars, mildly depressed, until he realized he'd predicted this would happen. That cheered him up. "Well, look on the bright side, if we don't get eaten, it can only get better from here!"
DM Thursday April 15th, 1999 5:15:59 PM
You all start feeling unnaturally hungry, and Gods, what is that smell?
Shadrach Thursday April 15th, 1999 7:48:59 PM
"Did the last occupant die in here? It's almost enough to make not eat," Shad muttered as he opened his pack for a snack.
Ingrge Thursday April 15th, 1999 9:15:59 PM
Still searching
Olana Friday April 16th, 1999 3:34:59 AM
Olana joins Ingrge in the search for any hidden ways out of the horrid room that Mop has teleported them too. After a while - she also peers out through the bars into the darkness, looking and listening for signs of life. Shad's ration nibbling and Fluet's singing make her stomach rumble , remembering that nice warm, lively tavern they had come from. She tries shouting through the bars. "Hello!?"
Flueterflam Friday April 16th, 1999 7:56:59 AM
::eehhrrraahahherrr:: A loud noise suddenly comes from the direction where Fluet's sitting. Immediately he stops playing and singing. He becomes terribly embarrassed and his face reddens. "Sorry, I think my stomach is trying to tell me something." Then his mind moves on to an utterly different matter. "Do you guys think Parnoth can hear me right now? If so, do you think he can talk to us? Anyway, what's the point of waiting here? This is one of those, we're going to get killed by some weird demented morbid horrific psychotic demented, did I say that already? scheme that lets us suffer for innumerable days while we writhe in agony over the flesh that's being slowly burned away, inch by inch from our mutilated bodies which have uncountable bruises and sores from his henchmen who prod us with thorn covered clubs. Do you think if he hadn't planned something so excrutiating that he might now? Or do you think that he never had any real intention of having harm come to us? Maybe he's just testing our patience. We seem to end up in these cells quite often. Or maybe he's so incredibly unimaginative that he doesn't have a clue as to what we should be used for. Not like we're puppets or anything, not like Mop anyway. Still I think that.............." He keeps rambling on until either food arrives, the stink leaves, or he is able to leave the cell. In any case, he begins to annoy everyone with his persistent rambling. Hopefully, if Parnoth can hear him, then he's being annoyed as well.
Shadrach Friday April 16th, 1999 7:43:59 PM
"Oh for Goddess' sake," he muttered after awhile. Shad suddenly went into a cloud of smoke and slowly seeped through the bars.
DM Saturday April 17th, 1999 10:33:59 PM
Shad is shocked by some magical force as he tries to get out. And suddenly he is standing in the center of the room. Hours pass. Finally the gate swings open and in walks a company of guards in wicked looking dragon shaped armor. 5 hold loaded crossbows to their shoulder as they march in. A slimy green substance drips off the tips of the bolts. A 6th walks in behind them. "K'nara of the Tines. You have been summoned. Come with us." K'nara silently walks out with them and the bars slam shut. You can see nothing through the bars though you hear the soldiers marching away. Ingrge finds a loose section of the wall. A scroll is hidden behind it. On the outside it says, "Never read this within the Emerald Kingdom."
Shadrach Saturday April 17th, 1999 10:52:59 PM
He growled incoherently and rushed up to the door, slamming on it as the guards walked away with K'Nara. "HEY, PARNOTH, YOU SLIMY GREEN WORM, YOU TOO SCARED TO FACE US WITHOUT YOUR HUMAN GUARDS?"
Flueterflam Sunday April 18th, 1999 3:17:59 AM
"Where'd they take K'nara?" Fluet starts to shake from fear. Soon his whole body begins to to shake violently from it. The stress immediately drains the heat from his body. "IIss itttt cooolld inn heerre, orrr juuustt mmmmee?"
Ingrge Sunday April 18th, 1999 9:31:59 PM
without opening the scroll Ingrge will twirl it around an arrowand tie it tight and then replace the arrow into his sheath. Finding no way out Ingrge sits down and opens some dried ratiuons and has a bite to eat. and suggests that every one do the same.
Olana Monday April 19th, 1999 4:53:59 AM
Rather alarmed that K'Nara has been taken away, the elf settles in a corner, her usual optimism more than a little subdued. Quietly, she waits......
Dokenor Monday April 19th, 1999 5:04:59 AM
Doke looks at Fleut, "Amen to that friend." He applauds as he rubs his empty stomach and leans against the cold brick wall of the cell.
Shadrach Monday April 19th, 1999 6:56:59 AM
Shad found a corner to bitterly brood over K'Nara's fate. The darkness was comforting.
Flueterflam Monday April 19th, 1999 7:43:59 AM
"Patience may be essential in some situations, but this is definitely not one of them" The intense shaking warmed him up a little. "Maybe he wants us to go crazy in here and try killing each other. Then whoever is the last alive will live with eternal riches." Morbid as that sounded, Fluet wasn't really implying anything, he was just starting to go stark raving mad, and was only rambling things that had little meaning. "What if the last two alive ended up killing each other at the same time? Then we'd have the last laugh, which really wouldn't be a laugh, because we'd be dead, unless somehow we were zombies, in which case it would be more of an uuuuuuuhhhhhhhh....." Anyone who happens to glance over at Fluet while he's raving realize the bags that are drooping under his eyes. The alcohol wearing off, and losing sense of time in the dark dismal cell haven't helped his ranting.
DM Monday April 19th, 1999 5:09:59 PM
Hours pass. Then some more hours pass. You guess that you've been in the cell for a full day when finally the sounds of steps can be heard coming down the hall. Once again the dragon mailed warriors enter the cell with crossbows in hand. The leader barks, "On your feet swine! Our master has decided to honor your little band with an audience."
Olana Monday April 19th, 1999 10:59:59 PM
Apprehensively, Olana gets to her feet as the guards return, and gives the others a worried glance. Then, summoning what determination she has, she gives Fluet a hug. "Come on.... its going to be alright. Lets all show him how strong we can be."
Shadrach Monday April 19th, 1999 11:31:59 PM
Shad gave all the guards noncommittal, depressed, glares, but didn't reist..much. The first thing he burst out with at the throneroom was "Where's K'Nara?"
Ingrge Monday April 19th, 1999 11:51:59 PM
after eating and resting as much as possible, Ingrge is chafing to be out of the cell. But after seeing how Shad was treated when he tried magic, Ingrge is reluctant to waste the energy on a futile attempt. Just as he is fed up enough to try the sounds of the guards arrives again. " It is about time!" I was getting very tired just sitting around down here. I, We have better things to be doing than waiting for you to show up again. Ah, so Parnoth has decided he needs us after all huh? Well, I guess we will see just how badly his scaliness wants us. After this treatment I'm not at all sure i wnat to have any more to do with him.
Flueterflam Tuesday April 20th, 1999 5:43:59 AM
Fluet is not sure what to think with the guards coming. When Olana hugs him, he's somewhat embarrassed. Being as young as he was, he never really had any physical contact with a female. Some new feeling, hope maybe, filled him. He wasn't sure why, but in the situation he was in, he didn't have time to worry about these alien feelings. Fluet managed a polite smile to Olana. Although, never with a complete loss of dignity, Fluet jabbers on about this and that to one, or all, of the guards while they make way to Parnoth.
dM Tuesday April 20th, 1999 10:36:59 PM
The guards brusquely take you to Parnoth's throne. You enter from a different door beneath the throne close to the one you exited once before. You had almost forgotten the enormous piles of gold possessed by the ancient creature, but the sight awes you once again. You are maneuvered before Parnoth. Then Shadrach bursts out his question. The dragon grins wickedly, "As leader and the one who misdirected you from my instructions, her sins were greater than yours. I have sent her as an emissary to Izen. Perhaps she will live through the experience. The rest of you will deliver a message to Sturtevent, High Lord Mayor of Plateau City for me. The message is warning for Joe and Gray broke a truce between our Kingdom and New Elenna by coming here. You were involved in this, so it is fitting for you to deliver the message. Do I need to convince you of the need to do this service for me? I am not so injust as you think. I administer this kingdom fairly even if you do not believe it. Why do you think the Tines have never made any move to oust me? They themselves realize that I alone keep the monsters of Izen or Culverwood's magic from reclaiming this section of the forest. I AM the Emerald Kingdom. Without me none of it would exist. I created it. It is a part of me. Dokenor, you have spoken treason against me on numerous occasions. Were my own heart as vengeful as yours, I would rip the spine from your back. But I realize you have the best interests of my kingdom at heart. You are merely mistaken. Because of this, I forgive you." Then Parnoth lowers his head so that it is right in front of Dokenor, "But NEVER SPEAK ILL OF ME AGAIN OR THE REST OF YOUR WRETCHED EXISTENCE WILL BE FILLED WITH AGONIZING PAIN!!!" The dragon calms himself and speaks once more, "Now will you deliver this message in order to keep your homeland from going to war with New Elenna at a time when the forces of Izen are at their peak and ready to take advantage of such a conflict? Or do you wish to be executed for failing to do your king's bidding for a 2nd time?"
Flueterflam Wednesday April 21st, 1999 7:51:59 AM
Knowing that agreeing to his request probably makes him that much closer to being his puppet, but he does anyway. "Sure, but I have a question or two first." He waits for the dragon to look at him. "Could you hear us talking in the cell? If so, how?" Fluet listen for the answer, when "Oh yeah, what kind of treaty did they break? How can it be so bad that it could lead to war?" For some reason, he becomes very talkative, maybe because he's nervous. "Another thing, do you just sit hear all the time? If I was a dragon I would fly around a lot. That would be more fun than just sitting, looking at gold all day. Do you ever fly anywhere?" He begins to imagine himself flying through the sky. Suddenly he gets back to reality, "Also, getting back to that job. What do we need to deliver? Where? And if it's far away, can you at least help us get some of the way, so we don't have to ride weird boats again?"
Parnoth Wednesday April 21st, 1999 8:23:59 AM
The dragon smiles at Fluet, "Flying's over rated. I would compare it to your having to swim. It's fun if you just do it a little, but if you want to go somewhere very far, it's just a lot of work. But I don't just sit and look at gold, I administer my kingdom night and day. No matter what some pompous bragarts think, I care deeply about this kingdom and am one of the most active rulers on the peninsula. Now as for the rest, I have heard everything you had said sense the beginning. The medallions you all wore allowed me to listen to you. Speaking of which I need those back before you leave... And you will deliver a letter. Plateau City is indeed far, but I will teleport you to just outside the city... And as far as which treaties were violated and could lead to war, those are matters of state, but what do you think it means when someone purposefully violates a treaty? Do you think that it means they have our kingdom's welfare at heart? The purpose of this letter is to arrange a meeting to settle our differences peacefully. Now I hope the rest of you don't seek to pester me with questions. I merely want to know if you choose the mission or execution. Speak now. I have other matters to attend to."
Shadrach Wednesday April 21st, 1999 6:24:59 PM
Unhappy, but vaguely pleased that he'd been right about the amulets being listening devices, Shad said glumly, "Mission." He took off the amulet and tossed it at the dragon's treasure.
Olana Wednesday April 21st, 1999 9:09:59 PM
The elf listens to what the dragon has to say. Once again, it seems they have been given little choice. Swallowing nervously and stepping forward she says - "Your message shall be delivered. But please, I have a question. Why do you make things so hard for us all to live in your kingdom? My tribe are often on the verge of starvation." Glancing at the treasure pile, she adds, "A little of that spent wisely in times of need would ease the burden of many." With that, she steps back, trembling a little, pulling free the medallion and placing it carefully on the floor.
Ingrge Wednesday April 21st, 1999 10:59:59 PM
Looking directly at Parnoth Ingrge, removes the medallion from his pouch and tosses it on the ground at Panoth"s feet. I will assisst with my companions with their mission.
Flueterflam Thursday April 22nd, 1999 12:12:59 AM
Fluet takes off his medallion. Slides it over to Parnoth. Then a few questions run through his mind, but heeding Parnoth's words, he keeps silent. But thinking to himself, hehehe he can't hear what we say now, unless he can read my mind right now, in which case he's probably laughing at me, instead of vice versa. The rambling continues in his mind.
Parnoth Thursday April 22nd, 1999 7:58:59 AM
"Dokenor?"
Dokenor Thursday April 22nd, 1999 11:01:59 PM
Doke has been standing in the back this entire time. Even when Parnoth's unpleasant smelling breath flew past him in a shout that could probably be heard around the Kingdom. He finally steps forward as an answer to the direct question of the dragon, "Whatever." is all that he says.
Dokenor Thursday April 22nd, 1999 11:05:59 PM
Doke takes his medallion and drops in on the floor. Staring blankly at the dragon, you all are forced to wonder if he is having as many crazy thoughts as Fluet.
Shadrach Friday April 23rd, 1999 3:13:59 AM
Growing thoughtful, he added humbly, "I too, would like to know why the people are starved, Lord Parnoth."
Parnoth Saturday April 24th, 1999 10:23:59 PM
The dragon obviously annoyed growls, "You are not here to ask questions, but the people you refer to are not true inhabitants of my kingdom. They or their ancestors have intruded here and have never made a covenant with me. If they do not like their conditions, then they should leave. Perhaps you think it would be kinder had I forced them to leave. I think that maybe you are right. I will begin a... relocation plan immediately, and I will be certain to have it announced that the wise Olana and Shadrach advised me on this issue." The dragon pauses and then barks out, "Now I suggest that the rest of you not waste my time with your inane questions. Mop, give them their message and send them on their way.
DM Saturday April 24th, 1999 10:27:59 PM
Mop quickly hands Shadrach a sealed envelope and takes a step backward. Then the entire party feels the discomfort of teleportation once again, and you all hear a final, "Do not fail me again" before you find yourselves standing out on an open plane. A tremendous walled city lies not to far in the distance. Perhaps an hour's walk. Judging by the sky, you are also able to guess that it is early afternoon.
Ingrge Sunday April 25th, 1999 1:05:59 AM
::mimicking Parnoth:: Do not fail me again. Yeah right. Technically we only failed by not passing our message on to Joe and Grey. Ah well, That is of course why i said that I would assist you all with your mission. I will find anyway i can not to do anything directly for Parnoth. Like the city was here before the elves. I somehow doubt it.
Flueterflam Monday April 26th, 1999 12:30:59 AM
"Might as well not wait, lets start walking" He begins to walk in the direction of the city. He doesn't even wait for the others. "I wonder if Parnoth can hear us anymore. We don't have those medallions......Oh well." For the first time in a while, his mind actually blanks and he feels peaceful, but continues walking non-the-less.
Olana Monday April 26th, 1999 2:22:59 AM
After settling herself after the wierd effects of teleportaion,the elf walks along quietly with the others, her head full of quiet anger and indignation. If there was a way to somehow "re-locate" that dragon, then Olana was going to try to find it. Looking ahead toward the walled City she wonders vaguely what trouble Parnoth is dropping them all into.
Dokenor Monday April 26th, 1999 5:11:59 AM
Doke meanders behind the rest of the group, "He probably can still hear us. He is a liar, he is a mean bully, he is overconfident, he is all that stands in the way of the people and happiness."
Shadrach Monday April 26th, 1999 8:25:59 AM
Shad tucked the scroll away dispiritedly and walked along with the others. "And he send K'Nara to her death. For that alone, he ought to die."
Ingrge Monday April 26th, 1999 3:52:59 PM
::mumbling as he walks:: I hate cities, they are so lifeless, and too many damn people. ::outloud:: Hey whats to stop us from, once we are in this city with J&G, joining with theses guys to oust Parnoth? To Shad, I wouldn't count our K'nara out of the game yet. She is very resourseful that girl. That and I don't think Greymaulk takes too kindly to people messing with his students.
DM Monday April 26th, 1999 4:48:59 PM
As the party nears the city, they happen across a young mage who is also travelling toward the city. (Figment, this is your amazingly clever introduction)
Figment Monday April 26th, 1999 7:00:59 PM
A pleasant looking man in his late 20s rides up next to you on a great white stallion of fine breeding. His equipment and clothing are clearly of superior quality - but made of somewhat common materials. He appears to be a user of magic, but looks a bit more like someone very familiar with riding and life on the road. The saddle, blankets, bit, saddle bags and every other piece of equipment betrays fine workmanship and an attention to detail - for those who can determine such things. "Good day to you all! What a fine afternoon to be traveling to the city! If we hurry we will make by dark - always a good idea when possible. Would you be so kind as to allow me to travel with you - for safety?"
Flueterflam Tuesday April 27th, 1999 4:30:59 AM
"I'm all for it" Fluet smiles. He looks around at the others assuming they will nod their agreement. "What business do you have there? Or are you just traveling around?"
Shadrach Tuesday April 27th, 1999 7:28:59 AM
The tall, heavily built but ugly man glanced at the pretty young man on the horse. His hair was long, black, and unwashed. Stubble covered his face. He wore chainmail, had a quiver slung over his shoulder, and carried a trident. A whistle swung from a thong on his neck. His clothes were simple white(also stained) shirt, blue breeches, and black boots. His dark eyes took in the horse suspiciously. "Sure, why not. Misery loves company, and all that."
Figment Tuesday April 27th, 1999 5:53:59 PM
smiles at the two who address him and says "Thank You. I am traveling looking for adventure. All my efforts in my carrer have been solo - with an occasional group experience. None that ever gelled, though (with a slight look of frustration, which he recovers quickly). But what better place to find adventure than at the top of the highest plateu in the wold? And what could possibly be miserable about a day like today? It's been beautiful, we're alive and healthy, not in any apparent danger - the gods of the wold have been kind - so far. And what brings you to the apex of adventure? Business, pleasure, or both?"
Ingrge Tuesday April 27th, 1999 8:50:59 PM
::looking at Figment:: A dour looking fit woods elf clances up as he trudges onward. Hmmph, What could be miserable about a day like today he asks? Everything. The loss of a companion, dealing with tyranical dragons, going someplace that is like to get us killed one way or another, watching elves be forced to cut down and unnaturally shape trees and shrubs..... ::gives Figment a wry smile:: I could go on if you like. But I am remiss My name is Ingrge Nightseer, and as far as I am concerned you are welcome to join our band of misfits. hmmm, The Misfits, perhaps that is what we should call our selves since we do not sem to fit in anywhere we go.
Figment Tuesday April 27th, 1999 9:49:59 PM
"Ingrige, it is good to make your acquaintance. My name is Figmentary, my friends call me Figment. I am sorry to hear of your loss. It is always sorrowful to lose a friend or to see one's heritage butchered. I hope your friend died well. But adventurers usually do. Dragons you say? Where is there a dragon around here? I know of one rumored this side of the barrier. Parnoth I believe is his name - but I doubt he really exists. Probably an old wives tale."
Flueterflam Wednesday April 28th, 1999 1:21:59 AM
Fluet bursts out laughing. Once he controls himself, "Oh, don't worry, Parnoth isn't a wives tale. Actually ::becomes serious now:: it's because of him that we lost our friend, and why Ingrge isn't so happy. We've all met him, talked to him, and even smelled him. Although, I'm not sure whether you'd like to meet him. We have only met him under dire circumstances, with which we are still carrying out services for him. But enough with that now, let's talk while we're walking, and not waste our time here." Fluet begins to walk again, assuming that everyone else is coming too. "Oh yeah, we're here for business. Hopefully it will lead to pleasure, but one never knows."
Dokenor Wednesday April 28th, 1999 1:26:59 AM
Doke looks to the mounted man in not much more than a glance, "I'm Dokenor. And since it is your luck to run into us, if you want to join us, do so."
Shadrach Wednesday April 28th, 1999 4:53:59 AM
"Well, if by adventure you mean going without food, sleeping on cold ground, having strangers attempt to kill you and monsters try to eat you, then I could think of MANY other places than the capitol of civilization. Like a swamp, say, or the Scab or the Dark Lord's tower. Even the high seas! THIS place is picnic!" Shad ranted. Then he swore a blue streak regarding Parnoth's parentage and personal habits.
DM Wednesday April 28th, 1999 5:05:59 PM
The group gets closer to this city as you move on. It does indeed look like the capitol of civilization.
Figment Wednesday April 28th, 1999 6:33:59 PM
smiles at the mention of food. "Food? You've not had a decent meal? Then I have good news! Once we make the city I can recommend a number of fine restaurants - or I could prepare you a dish myself! I am quite the chef. Here, try this.". Figment tosses a piece of dried meat to each person from a saddlebag. Upon inspection it is not as tough as normal jerky, nor does it smell the same. Everything about it is a little better than you would expect: texture, color, smell, flavor. "It is jerky but not the usual kind. I have my own preparation method and I use a lot of the usual spices, but I also have my own secret ingredients which really enhance the flavor. I hope you like it... So you have met this dragon Parnoth - and you are on an errand for him? So that would make you from the Emerald Kingdom if the rumor is correct. You say you saw him today so I would guess he brought you here via teleportation - or by flying you. Are you released from his service once you finish this errand or will he whisk you away once again?"
Flueterflam Thursday April 29th, 1999 12:26:59 AM
"I try not to think in the future, nor it the past. It just confuses things or makes you sad. Hopefully though, we'll be out of his service after this." He notice Doke's less talkative, and doesn't even seem to care as much anymore about his precious luck. "Is something wrong Doke?"
Shadrach Thursday April 29th, 1999 3:00:59 AM
Shad looked interested at the taste of the jerky. "This isn't bad! Needs alcohol tho.." He grimaced at the idea of the dragon. "That dragon might push us around. But if I ever see that Mophead again--! I swear I'll kill him!" He thought of another sad thing. "We don't have much money to go to restaurants."
Olana Thursday April 29th, 1999 5:43:59 AM
The diminutive, fair haired elf watches quietly with sad blue eyes. Then, remembering her manners, she steps forward, holding out her hand toward Figment, in order to introduce herself. "Hello, my name is Olana. I'm a ranger for my tribe that lives at the edge of Parnoth's realm." Distracted for a moment, as Shad sounds off about Parnoth, she chuckles - becoming a little more like her old self, and then begins to walk along with the others.
DM Thursday April 29th, 1999 5:32:59 PM
nearly to the city... you can make out guards on the wall around it now. The big gate marking the entrace on this side of the town is open and people are passing through without any search of hassle. It seems strange to all but Figment.
Figment Thursday April 29th, 1999 7:55:59 PM
"what's the matter? Haven't you ever seen a city gate before? As I said, it IS the center of commerce here. Just walk in. Pleased to meet you Olana. I tell you what, I will treat you to dinner if nothing else than for the pleasure of your company." As they approach the gate Figment dismounts and walks in front of his horse, who obediently follows even though Figment does not lead him. "We've been together since his birth. His name is Juxtapostion - I just call him Jux." Somehow the horse trusts Figment so much he doesn't see mto get skittish as the people close in around him. "One suggestion, watch your purses. It is the Apex of Thievery as well as commerce."
Shadrach Thursday April 29th, 1999 11:38:59 PM
"That's something we won't have to worry about. Not much to steal." Shad muttered. He eyed the foppish man. "Were you born in a monastary of philosophy or something? You have the wierdest name..and your horse's name too." A nifty thought occurred. "Hey, maybe we can sell one of our potions for spending money!"
Ingrge Friday April 30th, 1999 12:13:59 AM
Looking gloomily at the gate and the city, Ingrge heaves a heavy sigh. I suppose we are going in there. I truly do not like cities. they make me itchy and irritable. Ah well i guess there is nothing for it. Ingrge unstrings his bow and attaches it to his pack, checks his wrist sheathes and loosens his sword. looks around at his companions, old and new, shrugs and walks forward to the gate looking for a guard.
Figment Friday April 30th, 1999 12:54:59 AM
"I was born in a city - like this one. What kind of potion do you have? Money is easy to get. Magic is not. I would suggest you keep your potion for now. Tell you what, after we eat dinner we can find an inexpensive place to stay and we can decide what to do next? Unless you have another idea..."
Flueterflam Friday April 30th, 1999 8:52:59 AM
Fluet follows the group wherever. He feels disoriented, almost dreamy. For some reason everything suddenly felt like a dream, and he is just waiting to wake up.
Shadrach Friday April 30th, 1999 6:06:59 PM
With a wry look, "Priests rely on churches, usually, and the gratitude of the blessed. What I got spend wouldn't seem much to a beggar. So after this message business, it's a little moneymaking for me." He strode up to the guards and asked,"How do we get a message to the Mayor?"
DM Friday April 30th, 1999 6:52:59 PM
(Here's the link for the map of the city http://members.aol.com/thejericho/pcitymap.html) You are entering Plateau City from the Quest Gate in the north. It opens onto Adventurer's Square in the city's Dragon Quarter. There are all types meandering about here. The building that most quickly catches your attention is a tall, star-shaped shaped tower to the southwest. There are also a variety of shops as you enter. Most seem to sell things like swords and armor, but a few signs indicate that magic is sold within.
Ingrge Friday April 30th, 1999 7:48:59 PM
Shad I think that it might be easier to get an audience with the mayor if we had a proper introduction, so to speak, Why don't we see if we can get hold of Joe or Grey, that way we can perhaps kill a flock of birds with but one arrow. We can let Grey know about K'nara, get an intro and probably easier access to the mayor, without being arrested, and perhaps they can provide us with a place to stay while we await an answer or what not.
Shadrach Saturday May 1st, 1999 7:43:59 PM
"You're a genius, Ingrge! Now, how do we find Joe Hand and Greymaulkin? Aren't they Gold Dragons? Isn't there some sort of Gold Dragon clubhouse in Plateau City?"
Ingrge Saturday May 1st, 1999 11:37:59 PM
Well Shad, unless my senses are mistaken, that star shaped building is just plum full of mages. One would think that they just might have an idea or way that we might be able to get in touch with Joe since he is probably one of the most powerful mages in these here parts. but of course that is just my humble mage opinion.
Figment Sunday May 2nd, 1999 8:20:59 PM
stops cold as his jaw drops. He whispers/gasps "Y-You know Joe Hand? THE Joe Hand? AND Greymaulkin?!?! Surely you mean you know of them - not actually know them. I have never dared seek out such a powerful mage before. He's IT. The best. None other more powerful - at least that I know of... my luck couldn't possibly be this good!"
DM Sunday May 2nd, 1999 9:12:59 PM
The guard yawns and says, "If you want the Gold Dragons their castle is just behind Star Tower. If you want the High Lord Mayor's then head toward Gold Dargon Castle and head south through Gladiator Park. Take the bridge across the river, and Presto! you're there... and personally, it's a lot easier to get in to see the mayor than the Gold Dragon. You just go and stand in line. Once he finishes meeting with his advisors in the morning, he meets with diplomats, and then he takes audience with anyone who has something important enough that they waited all day to see him. Now move along. You're blocking the gate."
Dokenor Sunday May 2nd, 1999 11:55:59 PM
"Take no advice from the guard, with Luck can have what we need come to us. But going to the Gold Dragon's might be a bit more up-front for you all. I'm sure Joe and Grey would be happy to see us." Dokenor looks around the city and sighs.
Olana Monday May 3rd, 1999 2:03:59 AM
Smiling sweetly at the guard, Olana then turns to the others. "Well - we can always go and see how long this line for the Mayor is. If its too long then we can get lodgings somewhere and go back there tomorrow." She glances around, a little overwhelmed by all the hustle and bustle of the City. "Lets go and see shall we?"
Shadrach Monday May 3rd, 1999 2:25:59 AM
"We could split up..some of us go and try to contact J & G. I don't mind waiting in line to see the mayor while you check on that." Shad considered that maybe being a personal friend of the Gold Dragons might get him free drinks..
Ingrge Monday May 3rd, 1999 6:56:59 AM
Look, since we have to pass the star shaped building to get to the G. D. Castle and we have to pass the G.D. Castle to get to the mayors doesnt it make more sense to check each on its way so we dont double up and waste time?
Flueterflam Monday May 3rd, 1999 7:42:59 AM
Fluet whistles to himself as the others figure out what's going on. He doesn't care too much with their task, more on taking in the city. He's also very curious about their new 'friend'. Fluet hides that in himself, but cautiously watches him. Not that Figment is suspicious, more like interesting and mysterious.
DM Monday May 3rd, 1999 5:00:59 PM
The guard goes back to his post and sits down. Almost immediately an old dwarven woman comes up and wants to know how to find some restraunt. He dryly gives her a set of directions. He's obviously thrilled with his choosen line of work. His budy shouts at him from the other side of the gate as the woman wanders off, "Maybe we should have been map sellers instead of guards, eh?" Your friend mutters some choice words under his breath.
Figment Monday May 3rd, 1999 6:48:59 PM
"Let me make sure I understand. First, you have a message for the mayor from Parnoth. Second, you know Joe and Grey and they know you - in fact this Knara was Joe's student before she died(?). And third, they were somehow involved in this whole deal. If this is all true let me give you a piece of information. Joe and Grey or any other Gold Dragon doesn't wait in line to see the mayor. I also doubt there is a line to get into the Gold Dragon castle. So if they really know you we would be best served to go to see Joe and Grey and tell them why you are here. If they will see you - and I bet they will - they will be able to get you in to see the mayor post haste. They may also be willing to help you with your current lack of funds since they were clearly part of this event - whatever it was. At least, that's what I'd do..." Figment smiles as he thinks about his analysis. "Amazing, to really learn that the green dragon really exists - and to possibly see or even talk to Joe Hand all in the same day!"
Shadrach Monday May 3rd, 1999 7:43:59 PM
To Ingrge "You've never tried getting information from a bureaucracy have you? Getting anything from those places will take a wait." When Figment speaks "You got some good ideas, Figment. Whateveryournameis. Listen, we know we'll have to wait regardless if we go to the magetower or the mayor's palace. Seeing if J&G are available is relatively simple. Anyhow, I'm tired of talking. Let's just go, huh?" Shad decided to start walking, to get it done sooner.
Dokenor Monday May 3rd, 1999 7:54:59 PM
Doke nods his head and follows suit.
Olana Monday May 3rd, 1999 8:17:59 PM
Smiling cheerfully,Olana says "Alright, lets get going then. Ingrge's route would seem to be the most logical one. I'll walk to the rear, and keep my eyes open for thieves and other miscreants." Stepping past Filament, she adds, "That's a beautiful horse." As they walk, she will take careful note of passers by
Ingrge Monday May 3rd, 1999 8:48:59 PM
Well I wasn't recommending that we necessarily stop at each place and ask but it would make sense that if all three of our options are in one direction, that we head that way, If there are no lines we can always stop and ask at the mage's if there is we head on to the G.D. Castle. I just would hate to get there and then find out that he/they were at the Mage bldg. and have to go back. Grinning at Shad's bureaucrat remark, Ingrge says, Oh I know how to deal with them but they don't usually know how to deal with me. Besides the only good bureaucrat is a dead one. Ingrge will settle into the middle of the group and trying to be as inconspicuous as possible will take a particular arrow out of his quiver and twirling it in his hands remove the scroll he found in the cell and peruse it.
Flueterflam Tuesday May 4th, 1999 1:42:59 AM
Fluet follows. He begins whistling the song that he began back in the cell, back in Emerald Kingdom. He gets a sudden chill as he whistles, but thinks that the chill is because it's such a well made song.
Figment Tuesday May 4th, 1999 2:04:59 AM
grins large at Olana "Thanks. He's my pride and joy. I've made great efforts to keep him well groomed.". Pride beams from every pour of his body as he looks over his fine mount. "Needs brushing...". He let's the others decide what to do feeling he can add no more. The relatively patient mage muses to himself "I wonder if they really have any idea how lucky they are to have met such powerful allies. I sure hope I get to cook up dinner - I'm starving."
Shadrach Tuesday May 4th, 1999 7:35:59 AM
"Dead bureaucrats...this day is picking up already!" Shad muttered to himself. "Star Tower, Gold Dragon Castle, Mayor Palace...What do you got Ingrge?"
DM Tuesday May 4th, 1999 5:09:59 PM
Ingrge reads the scroll, it says, "Good fortune, reader. I assume that since you found this in the Green One's cell that you are his enemy. And if reading it now, then you are free. You should have some of the beast's gold to help you in your struggles." Then Ingrge feels a tingle, and a huge pile of gold suddenly appears on the street in the middle of the party. So much for inconspicuous.
Figment Tuesday May 4th, 1999 8:01:59 PM
Hearing the words of the scroll begins to look rapidly for what he thinks will come next. When the gold appears he stops and instantly casts invisibilty on it. It quickly disappears. He then moves Jux around to block the flow of people so that nobody can walk near the gold. He whispers "It's invisible. Get it fast." He then begins to speak words to Jux and the horse obediently begins to become agitated enought so that nobody would feel good about coming under or near him. He waits until the bounty is picked up and releases the spell when they are done so they can get any pieces that were missed.
Ingrge Wednesday May 5th, 1999 1:30:59 AM
In a moment of stunned suprise, ingrge watches the gold materialize and jangle loudly to the ground around him. As Figment does his thing and and gives instructions to pick up the coins ingrge joins in and then finishes looking at the scroll to see who if anyone it is signed by
Flueterflam Wednesday May 5th, 1999 4:11:59 AM
"That was weird, to say the least." Before all the gold is picked up, Fluet picks up one piece(for good luck). Then he pretends that nothing happened, and continues whistling.
Shadrach Wednesday May 5th, 1999 4:14:59 AM
Shad stopped dead and almost tripped over the gold pile. "Hallelujah!" He shushed himself and promptly dumped his backpack off, shoveling invisible coins in.
Dokenor Wednesday May 5th, 1999 5:07:59 AM
Doke turns around upon hearing the gold fall to the ground. He steps over to the now invisible coinage, "We should really count up the gold. Good numbers equal better luck you know? Not only that but the local gaming house will need to calculate how much money it should share with me and the Temple of Wardd."
Figment Wednesday May 5th, 1999 7:38:59 AM
rolls his eyes and whispers "Shush! Get it fast or it will be stolen!"
DM Wednesday May 5th, 1999 3:45:59 PM
The party gets the gold with plenty of onlookers. Afterall you're in the busiest section of the city and you can only cast a spell so fast. No one bothers you, but you see a couple of rough looking thugs nod to each other and disappear into the crowd. [dm note: go to lootnboot.]
Shadrach Wednesday May 5th, 1999 7:25:59 PM
"Umm, we'd better stay together." The big ugly sailor glared at the onlookers suspiciously, jerking around away from closeby pedestrians. He beamed happily. "I want some arrows, an expensive dinner, hmm gotta drop by my temple, and while I'm at it I'll just go visit the temple of love...ask them about those Hands of Love...give a donation. See how grateful they can be.."
Olana Wednesday May 5th, 1999 11:02:59 PM
Olana looks down at the gold with wide eyes. After scooping up some of the money, she stands watching the crowd, taking careful note of any persons that seem a little more interested than most. "Well - that was most unexpected," she says, still rather bemused by it all. "At least we'll be able to eat and sleep in relative comfort now."
Figment Wednesday May 5th, 1999 11:06:59 PM
seeing the thugs move out the somewhat paranoid mage says "Guys, I think we'd better get to Gold Dragon castle right now. Those thugs did not leave to go tell their mother about the gold they just saw us pick up."
Ingrge Thursday May 6th, 1999 1:41:59 AM
finished reading the scroll and trying to see who wrote it, Ingrge puts the missive away and restrings his bow and loosely nocks and arrow. Turning to Figment, I agree we should move on but I kinda wish someone would try something. Making sure that everyone is finished gathering what gold they can Ingrge nods to Fluet and Shad to start moving again and makes sure that Olanna knows they are moving again.
Flueterflam Thursday May 6th, 1999 2:25:59 AM
Upone seeing the thugs, Fluet stops whistling. He keeps his hand on his dagger. Quietly, along with the others, he begins to walk. He keeps his eyes sharp, expecting something soon, but hoping for nothing.
DM Thursday May 6th, 1999 7:56:59 PM
Within a little under a minute, the group is standing before the Gold Dragon Castle. Perhaps it is misnamed. Palace would probably be the better choice.
Ingrge Thursday May 6th, 1999 8:19:59 PM
Seeing as they have had no problems and have arrived at their destination, Ingrge will unstin his bow and walk up to the front entry.
Figment Thursday May 6th, 1999 9:54:59 PM
waits for the others to announce their presence as he would not DARE to approach the Gold Dragons himself. He nervously waits choosing to focus on the possibility of ambush from the local mafia.
Olana Friday May 7th, 1999 3:05:59 AM
Olana walks with the others, until they reach the Gold Dragon Castle. "Ooh, this is rather impressive, isnt it," she says, looking up at the place. "I hope they let us in." With that , up the stairs she goes with the others.
Dokenor Friday May 7th, 1999 5:39:59 AM
"What luck we have. To find all that gold. To arrive here unscathed. I wonder what awaits us upstairs..." Dokenor says as he walks up the stairs.
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