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.
Desperately Seeking Dragons
dm Saturday May 8th, 1999 12:27:59 AM
stairs?
dm Saturday May 8th, 1999 5:13:59 PM
The party follows Ingrge up to the front entrance, ahuge pair of double doors with a pair of guards on either side. As the party approaches, they ask, "What is your business here today, sirs?"
Shadrach Saturday May 8th, 1999 8:38:59 PM
Shadrach's shoulders sort of sagged in proportion to how high the Gold Dragon's towers were. He said in a hopeless tone, "The Gold Dragons Joe the Hand and Greymaulkin asked us to come to their palace when we came to New Elenia. We'd like them to know we're here."
Ingrge Saturday May 8th, 1999 8:39:00 PM
Trying to be as diplomatic and pleasant as possible, Ingrge looks up at the speaking guard and states well, "Our business is kinda private but, we are here to speak with Joe Hand and or Greymaulk. We carry personal messages for Grey about his most recent Student K'nara and we need to talk with Joe about the situation in the Emerald Forest as well. So will you announce us or do we just go in?"
Figment Sunday May 9th, 1999 7:47:59 PM
looks at the guards trying to see any insignias or other designations trying to look like he belongs with these guys.
Olana Sunday May 9th, 1999 10:59:59 PM
Olana smiles sweetly at the guards, hoping there won't be any trouble - after all - if they couldn't gain admittance here, then all the other places would probably prove just as troublesome if not moreso. She stands there, attempting to looks as though she walks in here every day, and that talking to the guards was a mere formality
Flueterflam Monday May 10th, 1999 1:42:59 AM
Fluet smiles, unslings his lute, and begins to play the song he made for Joe and his wife (in the cell). While he plays, he creates a new verse or two, and tries to get the others to join in and relieve some of their tension. After stress is a powerful thing, if not hurtful as well.
Shadrach Monday May 10th, 1999 4:18:59 AM
Shad rolled his eyes at Fluet. What was it about bards, every time they met somebody they wanted to play a stupid song...
DM Monday May 10th, 1999 4:53:59 AM
One of the guards speaks to Shad, "Neither Joe Hand nor Greymaulk is here presently. In fact, none of the Gold Dragons are here right now. If you really need one, Mycroft would be the easiest to find. He's over at his office."
Ingrge Monday May 10th, 1999 6:12:59 AM
Hmm don't know him but perhaps he can be of some assistance. Can you show us where his office is?
Guard Monday May 10th, 1999 5:32:59 PM
"Not from around here, eh? He's a minor government official. In charge of land grants or something like that. It's in one of the govt buildings on Cutlass Street across from the High Lord Mayor's. Look for the one with the crowd outside."
Shadrach Monday May 10th, 1999 6:12:59 PM
He groaned with impatience. "That'll be the line, I expect. This Mycroft guy isn't going to know us, and he's probably as busy as the Lord Mayor. We'd better get a place in line."
Figment Monday May 10th, 1999 8:04:59 PM
asks the helpful guard 3 questions and let's them respond between each one. "Are Joe and Grey in the city? Do you have any idea when Joe or Grey will return? And will you will tell them we came by?". Once they respond he thanks them.
Ingrge Monday May 10th, 1999 8:39:59 PM
Ingrge adds to figments questions with one of his own. Do you know how to get hold og Joe or Grey in the case of emergency? and if so how?
The Talkative Guard Monday May 10th, 1999 9:22:59 PM
"I don't believe either Joe Hand or Greymaulk is in the city. They were here briefly, but they left early this morning. Greymaulk went to Izen, I believe, and Joe Hand down to South Harbor. I have no idea when they'll return. They don't exactly inform me of their plans. And yes I know how to contact them in an emergency. But I'm only supposed to do so if this castle is being attacked. I'm not their errand boy or their messenger. I just guard the door."
Olana Monday May 10th, 1999 9:24:59 PM
The elf leans and whispers to Shad. "You know - when we get to the line, and it's too long, maybe we can create some kind of diversion to lure people away." And then, looking a little puzzled. "Not quite sure what though."
Dokenor Monday May 10th, 1999 9:50:59 PM
"Luck will let us be first in line." He winks.
Figment Monday May 10th, 1999 10:09:59 PM
"Thank you for your time. Is it possible for us to leave Joe and Grey a message?" Figment pulls out a piece of parchment and a pen and ink well. "So what do you want to write?"
Olana Tuesday May 11th, 1999 9:30:59 PM
Olana chuckles and smiles at Doke. "Well - you just never know." While Figment, Ingrge and Shad talk to the guards, she hums along to Fluet's tune and watches the streets behind them, looking to see if she recognises any faces from the crowd that gathered earlier. Maybe someone had thought to follow them - and maybe they hadn't.
Shadrach Tuesday May 11th, 1999 11:55:59 PM
"'Parnath deplores threatening actions of New Elenia'?" The Bonze offered his ideas. He sighed to Dok and Olana. "Probly won't work. We'll probly be there all day. I suppose we could try, though."
Flueterflam Wednesday May 12th, 1999 4:02:59 AM
Fluet is content with his song, yet ready to go leave with the others. He suddenly has a feeling that this 'mission' is going to be much more hindering than they might have all expected. Although he hopes that his stomach might just be telling him that he should eat soon.
Guard Wednesday May 12th, 1999 4:28:59 PM
The guard waits for Figment to finish his note.
Figment Wednesday May 12th, 1999 6:51:59 PM
not getting any help says "Oh well, I'll write it myself then." In a beautiful flowing style he draws up a letter "To our good friends Greymalkin and Joe Hand, We have been sent by Parnoth to deliver a treatise to the High Lord Mayor in an attempt to avert a war between EK and NE due to the latest incident in which you were involved. We wished to tell you about K'nara and see if you've heard from her. And also see if you had any need of us while we are in town. we are going to the High Lord Mayors office to deliver the message. Please find us there if you wish. Thank you." He pauses, looks up and says "So what name do they know you by?" When he gets the input he writes it down, rolls and seals the parchment, and hands it to the guard.
Ingrge Wednesday May 12th, 1999 8:15:59 PM
Well with the reference to K'nara in there they should know who its from, just sign it the Emerald Kingdom Misfits and lets go see this other fellow.
Olana Wednesday May 12th, 1999 9:02:59 PM
The elf hears Ingrge and breaks into a smile."The Emerald Kingdom Misfits?" Chuckling quietly she gets ready to move out now that the note to Joe and Grey has been handed over. To Figment, she adds - "I'm glad you wrote that - I'm sure you would have worded it a lot better than I could." When they leave the palace, she will walk along, toward the rear of the party, keeping her eyes alert for anything that might threaten them.
Figment Wednesday May 12th, 1999 10:35:59 PM
smiles at Olana "Thanks."
The Guard Thursday May 13th, 1999 2:21:59 AM
The guard takes the note, "My name is Thundar. I'll be sure they get your message."
Shadrach Thursday May 13th, 1999 6:33:59 AM
"Are you a barbarian?" Shad seemed to think this quite funny, and giggled while following the others.
Ingrge Thursday May 13th, 1999 2:55:59 PM
Handing Thundar a gold piece, Ingrge says, Thank you Thundar. If you could see that they get that as soon as possible we would appreciate it. he then moves along with the others to find this golden administrator. Stating to no one in particular, I will at some point need to refresh my spell components. particularly before we have to do much more fighting.
Figment Thursday May 13th, 1999 5:54:59 PM
Thanks the guard and begins to move toward the High Lord Mayor's place. "I suggest we go get in line and try to get in today. That way it's finished and you can be done with this 'mission'."
Thundar Thursday May 13th, 1999 7:21:59 PM
Thundar mumbles something about people always asking that and waves goodbye.
Shadrach Thursday May 13th, 1999 8:00:59 PM
Shad sets off to the Lord Mayor's palace and get in line.
Olana Thursday May 13th, 1999 9:43:59 PM
Glancing back at the guard, Olana then says to Shad, "Quite a nice name for a barbarian, isnt it," smiling innocently and completely unaware of the pun.
Flueterflam Friday May 14th, 1999 7:12:59 PM
Fluet merrily follows the others. Preoccupied with his own thoughts.
Shadrach Saturday May 15th, 1999 9:41:59 PM
"I don't dunno, wonder what a barbarian is doing being a guard?" Shad didn't get the pun.
DM Sunday May 16th, 1999 5:08:59 PM
After a pleasant walk through Gladiator Park, the party soon arrives at the High Lord Mayor's Castle. Perhaps at one time this was an imposing fortress, but now little bureaucrats scamper about delivering messages and carrying out the business of state. It's obviously a very different system than the one Parnoth uses. Guards stand at the front entrance, but make no move to stop the people going in and out.
Figment Sunday May 16th, 1999 7:19:59 PM
looks for a place to stable his horse along the way to the High Lord Mayor's. He make's sure and tip the stable hands nicely (3 gp) saying "Take good care of him and there's more for you when I return.". As they approach the huge place he walks staight in looking for the correct line.
Ingrge Sunday May 16th, 1999 10:02:59 PM
Ingrge walks up to the nearest Guard, stops in front of him and says, " Excuse me we've never been here before and we are here on urgent business for Greymaulk and Joe Hand and we need to see the mayor as soon as possible. Can you help us?"
Shadrach Monday May 17th, 1999 7:40:59 AM
Shad waited to see how Ingrge's chat went and muttered to Figment. "You paid those stablehands way too much just to stable a horse. Are you from a well-off family?
DM Monday May 17th, 1999 4:28:59 PM
"I'm just a guard. Go to the information desk inside. Oh and unless you really have a message marked with a seal from one of the Gold Dragons, don't bother telling them that you're on urgent business for them.
Figment Monday May 17th, 1999 6:43:59 PM
"Would you show me this message of yours? I strongly suggest we go the the info desk and that you state who you really are and who you represent. I would be willing to bet that they will take it very seriously. And I doubt the Gold Dragons will like it much if you throw their name around - even if you can.". Figment waits to see the message and then heads for the information desk.
Ingrge Monday May 17th, 1999 11:03:59 PM
Hmmph, well fine, umm what was that Figment? Oh the message. Shadrach has that and it does have a dragons seal on it. Just not a "Gold Dragons" seal. The message, we are told is a warning and threat from Parnoth to the Lord High Mayor, pertaining to Grey and Joe and the business we were all in on together. So In that sense we are on Gold Dragon business, just not directly. I just want to get this over with and out of this god bedeviled city and back to some civilized forest.
Olana Tuesday May 18th, 1999 3:36:59 AM
Olana peers inside and then looks at the others. "Oh well, lets go in the and see what happens at the desk. I hope this doesnt turn out to be some administrative nightmare. Once they see that Parnoth seal, they may consider it very important." The elf then steps inside to look for the desk in question.
DM Tuesday May 18th, 1999 4:48:59 PM
A big desk, obviously the one in question, stands in the center of the room. It is largely being ignored as people dart here and there without the need for information.
Shadrach Tuesday May 18th, 1999 11:30:59 PM
Shad looked at Ingrge and shrugged. Then he strode up to the big desk. He pulled out the scroll and said, "We come with a message from Parnath, Green Dragon of the Emerald Kingdom. We'd like to deliver it to the Lord Mayor."
Figmet Wednesday May 19th, 1999 12:41:59 AM
smirks and thinks to himself, "Well, at least we will get their attention."
Ingrge Wednesday May 19th, 1999 3:17:59 AM
Ingrge looks at Shad and grins, "i think I'm rubbing off."
DM Wednesday May 19th, 1999 4:48:59 PM
Looking doubtful that band is a group of diplomats, the man behind the desk glances at the seal. He instantly seems satisfied, and his voice betrays no doubt when he speaks, "Certainly sir. Do your orders require that you hand deliver it, or you would like to have a page bring it to him while you wait for a response in one of the guest rooms?"
Shadrach Wednesday May 19th, 1999 5:23:59 PM
"Um" Shad glanced at the others quickly. "Deliver it personally?" He seemed uncertain. He quickly grabbed Ingrge and whispered, "Response? Do you think we're gonna get stuck having to GO BACK to that damn dragon?"
Figment Wednesday May 19th, 1999 6:36:59 PM
seeing the uncertainty of the group says "We are required to deliver it personally. Our instructions are to see it in his hands. It is of vital import that this be done quickly. We would, however, be able to wait for a response in one of your rooms if the High Lord Mayor deems it necessary. We would need to discuss the terms of transporting the response back if one is needed.
Olana Thursday May 20th, 1999 3:20:59 AM
Stood there alongside the others at the desk, Olana can't help overhearing what Shad has to say to Ingrge. "Now that would be interesting, wouldnt it," she adds. "Especially if the Mayor's response didn't meet with Parnoth's approval." And then, "I think we need to deliver it personally. Then we will have a good indication of what his response is likely to be. Forewarned is forearmed, yes?"
Ingrge Thursday May 20th, 1999 6:27:59 AM
To Shad and the official, I think we will deliver ourselves thank you very much and if possible we will wait to see if there is need for immediate response or if it needs wait awhile. As my friend here says we may need a bit of time to figure out how, if it is necessary, that a response is to be returned, as we do not deem it politically expedient for us to return to the Emerald Forest at this time.
Dokenor Thursday May 20th, 1999 9:39:59 AM
Doke is in obvious comprehension as his fellow speaks dramatically and diplomatically. All he does is nod his head at the big words, and eye the guard as if he is a big-wig.
Shadrach Thursday May 20th, 1999 6:17:59 PM
Shad looked glum and worried. He'd really thought that would be the last time they'd see Parnath.
Figment Thursday May 20th, 1999 6:32:59 PM
looks directly at the person behind the desk and does not waiver as the others speak. He waits for a response.
DM Thursday May 20th, 1999 7:29:59 PM
The little bureaucrat behind the desk lifts a tiny little hammer and strikes a bell hanging from a little tripod on his desk, and a teenage boy rushes to the desk. "Tlokko, please see these guests to..." he ruffles through some papers on the desk, "... the East Ruby Room, and then make sure that they are the High Lord Mayor's next guests. They have an urgent message from the Emerald Kingdom." The boy nods his head and mummers, "If you would follow me, sirs?" He then begins to walk down the hall after making sure that the party is following him. He heads to a massive staircase and ascends two levels, makes a right turn, and opens a pair of huge gilded doors. "If you would deign to rest her for the mayor, I will make certain that you are his next appointment." He pops his head into the room and looks around, "My apologies but there are no refreshments in the room. Would you like something brought while you wait?"
Figment Thursday May 20th, 1999 10:07:59 PM
"Yes please. We are tired and have not eaten since we arrived in the city. Since our time to see the mayor is relatively short perhaps some drinks and a small snack would be appropriate. Also a wash basin or two so we can make ourselves somewhat presentible to The High Lord Mayor. Thank you."
Olana Friday May 21st, 1999 1:50:59 AM
Olana lets her eyes wander as they walk through and ascend the stairs, taking in the full extent of the interior. As the boy asks if they would like refreshment, she gives him a winning smile. "Oooh, yes, that would be lovely." Once he has left them, she exclaims to the others, "Well - we've got this far at least."
Ingrge Friday May 21st, 1999 7:23:59 AM
As soon as the lad has left to fetch some refreshments, Ingrge looks around at the others and says, " I'm not at all sure i want to return to the Emerald Kingdom under any circumstances, while Parnoth is around unless it is with an undefeatable army at my back. I mean as I recall, the leader of the TINES told us that if we protected J & G that they could protect us from having to do anything further for Parnoth. I see how long that lasted. Any way we need to discuss how we want this conversation with the Mayor to go. Any thoughts??
Olana Friday May 21st, 1999 11:24:59 PM
The elf thinks for a moment. "Well - Parnoth said the message was a warning, did he not, because Joe and Grey had ventured into his Kingdom? If the Mayor just shrugs and lets things lie, then we probably don't have much to worry about. But if he wishes to send a reply along the lines of suggesting that Parnoth fries his own toenails, then of of course that is something else entirely. I wonder if this Mayor is the excitable type?"
Shadrach Saturday May 22nd, 1999 7:45:59 AM
Shad sat down tiredly. "Not having those stupid amulets would help if we ever did go back. But Parnath may have used strong language, threats, or demands in the scroll. Who knows." He winced. "Not to mention that He plans to blame me and Olana for relocating the elves, who he doesn't seem to think deserve any consideration whatsoever."
Flueterflam Sunday May 23rd, 1999 5:54:59 AM
Not having taken part in most of the frenzy, Fluet suddenly took Shad's comment into consideration. "You know, maybe there's something involved that you don't know about. Don't get me wrong either, I'm not siding with Parnoth, but his entire argument against you seemed rather....um....unique. Yes, I guess I'd have to say that he left something out. Maybe he was telling the truth, just not all of it." Fluet shrugs his shoulders then rubs his hands, as they feel suddenly very tired and worn out. "Hey, maybe we can stay here after our 'mission' is done, and not have to return to Emerald Kingdom. Actually, last I knew, which I might be wrong about, is that I, and I assume the rest of you, never signed any contract saying I had to reside permanently in Emerald Kingdom."
Figment Sunday May 23rd, 1999 5:42:59 PM
"Did Parnoth ask you to return? If not then I think he let you off the hook. You are not marked as emmisaries so you I doubt he expected you would come back. Otherwise he would have taken steps to guarantee that you would return. Besides, he can't come and get you here anyway. Wouldn't that violate a treaty and put his land at risk? He could send someone but that's about it. But beware if you defy him and try to go back. Green dragons are not very friendly - or so I've read."
DM Sunday May 23rd, 1999 6:47:59 PM
Some servants enter with a cart of refreshments. There are a pair of bottles of white wine from the nearby Gnowsy Vinyards as well as a pitcher of water. Spread out on a silver tray is a selection of finely sliced meats, cheeses, and crispy pieces of bread.
Figment Sunday May 23rd, 1999 8:15:59 PM
eyes the food, he picks up the bread and feels the texture, he smells the meat and examines the color of the cheese. "Not bad. Not the best which I'm sure is reserved for the higher level leaders, but not bad...". He then reads the wine bottles, opens one and smells the cork. He then pours a small amount in a wine glass and holds it up to the light. He takes a sip and swishes it around in his mouth. "An above average vintage. Probably some of the best sold to the public. But there does exist better... folks, I'd suggest you eat it. And clean up as well." He then commences pouring the water in a basin and begins to clean up from his long trip.
Dokenor Sunday May 23rd, 1999 10:51:59 PM
Doke watches the ritual performed by Figment with contempt, "You rate the free food? What does it matter if it was the wine of the King or the bread of the peasantry?" He shakes his head while slowly munching on the bread.
Olana Monday May 24th, 1999 12:40:59 AM
Olana takes some of the water to drink. Although Figment said the wine was good, she does not imbibe. Wine made her giddy - and this was no time to be giddy. She also makes a tiny sandwich with some of the meat and bread. She then looks to Fluet and sighs. "Unfortunately, I have to go back. I need to see what will happen to my tribe and help them all I can. Like Shad said. Parnoth intends hardship for them, and so I have no choice but to return."
Ingrge Monday May 24th, 1999 1:16:59 AM
Pulling a trencher from his pack, Ingrge helps himself to some of what is offered, looks at the wine, pours some in a glass and fills the other half with water and then finds himself a seat. "I too must return, though my reasons are not totally altruistic, nodding at Olanna, for i have no true family or home to call mine own, except for Folbre and his inn. But now that he has closed his inn.........
Flueterflam Monday May 24th, 1999 2:49:59 AM
Fluet frowns. "I'm sorry." He sits down next to Olana. Then he pats her back in empathy, too shy and afraid to put his arm around her, to comfort her. "I'll admit, that's the easy way out," looking straight into her eyes, "if you want me to, I'll come back with you and do everything I can to help.....you too Shad." He has some meat and cheese and a little water to fill him up. After all, he seems to not be able to remember how long it's been since he ate last.
Figment Monday May 24th, 1999 3:14:59 AM
smiles at Doke's remark "Surely you don't view this food as free. You have earned it. You did the bidding of your sovreign and at the same time did a great service for New Elanna. This food is bought and paid for many times over if even PART of what you've told is true. So eat the food you've earned. Now as for my evaluation, I always look at food to make sure I don't miss anything new. Lots of culinary changes in the Wold lately. It's always good to keep up.". Figment smiles as he makes himself a sandwich that looks more like a work of art than a snack.
DM Monday May 24th, 1999 4:19:59 PM
After what must have been less than half an hour, the door opens with no pomp or ceremony and a tall, powerful man with golden hued skin and bright eyes steps into the room. His dress is ornate but utilitarian, as if he's only wearing as much finery as his office requies and no more. You don't get the idea that he is uncomfortable with ornate clothes but instead has a keen realization of what is and is not proper. He is dressed in exactly what is proper with no added frills. As he closes the door behind him he says, "Greetings, I am Sturtevent. Sorry to have kept you waiting. I was told you had a message for me from King Parnoth."
Ingrge Monday May 24th, 1999 5:45:59 PM
As the doors open Ingrge puts down his trencher and stands. At the mayor's greeting Ingrge looks over at Shad and then the rest of the group and says "yes that is true though I would call him tyrant, not king. I am called Ingrge Nightseer, thank you for the refreshments. I will let the others introduce themselves as they see fit.
Figment Monday May 24th, 1999 8:28:59 PM
finishing his snack before the mayor's entrance, Figment rises and bows in respect when he comes in but looks to the others to take it from here as he knows he can be of no futher service until the message is delivered and read.
Figment Monday May 24th, 1999 8:31:59 PM
He cringes as Ingrige calls Parnoth a tyrant in the presence of the mayor. "I hope they know better than to show disrespect for their sovriegn in the presence of a king!" he thinks.
Flueterflam - maw Tuesday May 25th, 1999 12:46:59 AM
"Hello, I am Flueterflam. You'll have to excuse some of our remarks. We have not had ample time to rest for quite some time now. Some of us have had unpleasant encounters with Parnoth, which are still fresh in mind. Anyhow, we came not to talk of ourselves, but to deliver the message."
Olana Tuesday May 25th, 1999 7:32:59 AM
The elf smiles at Fluet. "That's very kind of you," she says. As the mayor enters, Olana stands, smiles pleasantly and gives a polite bow, wondering what the heck to do with the half -eaten sandwich still in her hand.
Shadrach Tuesday May 25th, 1999 7:58:59 AM
Shad wasn't sure whether bow or salute. He decided on a from the waist short bow. "Ah, Yes, your Honor." Taking a nervous breath, Shad pulled out the scroll, walking up to the Mayor and handing it to him with a bow. Once it was taken, the cleric stepped back with the others to wait with foreboding.
DM Tuesday May 25th, 1999 9:03:59 PM
Sturtevent unrolls the scroll and immediately gets a shocked look on his face. He obviously hasn't read the enitre message, but still, he asks, "Are any of you aware of what this letter contains?"
Ingrge Tuesday May 25th, 1999 10:09:59 PM
"Umm," stammered Ingrge. "We only know what we were told it contained, in the most basic sense, and whether that was true we do not know." We were told that it was a warning because Joe and Grey broke a truce between the Emerald Kingdom and New Elenna by going to the Emerald Kingdom. Outside of that we know nothing."
Olana Tuesday May 25th, 1999 10:57:59 PM
Olana looks at the others uneasily, after witnessing the reaction of the Mayor to Parnoth's letter. To the Mayor she asks politely, "Perhaps you could enlighten us?"
Flueterflam Wednesday May 26th, 1999 12:25:59 AM
"I knew this wouldn't be easy. Something always has to complicate things."
Figment Wednesday May 26th, 1999 7:16:59 PM
looks on in dismay as he sees the mayor's reaction. He thinks to himself "What have you gotten yourself into now old boy? Not exactly what you had in mind so it seems. This should be interesting to say sthe least!". To the mayor he says "Green Dragons are not known for their willingness to explain things to their subordinates. I'm sure there is much in the communique that is completely unknown to us."
DM Thursday May 27th, 1999 7:35:59 AM
"Good. There are things contained herein that you shouldn't know... that Parnoth shouldn't know." He continues reading and starts to mumble something about the incredibly thick-headed Joe Hand being too obstinate, self-absorbed, and wallowing in his own misery. The more he reads the angrier he gets. 'Til finally he rushes to the door and throws it open and grabs the first page in sight, "Inform any of the so-called Gold Dragons in the city that I intend to speak to them. RIGHT NOW!" Then he turns and comes back into the room. He waits a minute and calms himself down, "Excuse my outburst, but Joe Hand has vastly overstepped his authority, and Greymaulk should have known better and stopped him. Joe seems to think that having once been married to the monarch gives him some sort of authority beyond law and custom. He would plunge our nation into war because he feels lonely. Not to mention what would have happened had Parnoth confronted the two personally... they'd be dead and then there would have been no stopping Valdor from doing the same fool thing... But these aren't your concerns, I appologize for venting my frustration on you. I realize you were merely the messengers." Next Sturtevent looks at the message again, and he begins to look slightly embarrassed. "I'm afraid that part of this message pertains to you as well, and it pains me to have to be the one to inform you all of this. Parnoth should have done it himself... It seems you've offended your lord dragon for he has exiled all of you from the Emerald Kingdom. You are not to return upon pain of death. I'm truly sorry. I imagine you must all have friends and family back home. Though it may be of small consolation, you are certainly welcome to stay here."
Figment Thursday May 27th, 1999 2:27:59 PM
Clearly taken aback by his new friends situation - disgusted that the dragon would handle this in such a cowardly fashion - and hoping to capitalize on their behalf, Figment bows low trying to restrain himself. He speaks quietly and deliberately, "Your hospitality is most kind. It would seem we need a place to stay while we consider our options for the future. Perhaps we could discuss our plight with Joe and Greymaulk as well at some point. We have some news for Grey of a personal nature.". He looks at the others in hopes that they can hold themselves together as their hearts sink.
Shadrach Thursday May 27th, 1999 6:08:59 PM
A soft sigh of relief escaped the priest. "Could've been worse." He frowned at the Lord Mayor. "Pardon me,your honor, but how likely does war look?"
Ingrge Thursday May 27th, 1999 10:21:59 PM
A pensive look on his face as the mayor vents his frustration, turns to one of mild disbelief and annoyance at hearing of their exile. "Hmmph, Do a dragon a favor and see what it gets you?:: looking off in the distance:: Well I suppose it is better than other alternatives. Though I have to say, there will be a reckoning, some day. Parnoth will answer for his attrocities.
Dokenor Friday May 28th, 1999 12:18:59 PM
Doke's jaw drops as he is told the news of his exile. "I don't care what the dragon tells me, I'm going home when this escapade is over with. Which it just about is." His fists clench and his teeth grit, "I'm really sick of Parnoth. Really sick and tired of his greedy antics."
Flueterflam Saturday May 29th, 1999 8:47:59 AM
"Why are you so willing to offer us refuge? If you don't mind me asking. And also, what do we do now? This certainly means what home any of us may have had, we can't live at anymore. Now we're homeless, jobless, and somewhat confused as to where to begin our 'new' lives."
Sturtevent Monday May 31st, 1999 3:56:59 PM
"War isn't likely at this point for Parnoth will maintain the alliance against the Darklord at any cost... and the cost is especially high for him for he is doing all the magical fighting himself. And as far as why I offered you refuge, it's the type of thing normal, kind people do for others when they've been kicked out of their homes. Plus this is a big kingdom. IT's not like I offered you the room next to mine. Should it be too STRANGE for you then you can go to someother kingdom. Perhaps Osto would be more to your liking. Now if you ladies and gentlemen would excuse me for a minute I have some Gold Dragons to yell at. If you would wait here, I'll see if any of them will speak with you after we're done." He turns and leaves.
Figment Monday May 31st, 1999 6:53:59 PM
shrugs a bit and says "I'm sorry for the bad news. I know what it is like to be kicked out of your home, but I've never been threatened with my life should I return... Guys, let's take what hospitality we can get, rest a day or two, and then decide what to do next. If you want to attempt to return, or find work here for a while, or whatever we should at least graciously accept what the mayor has offered. He did not do this to you, Parnoth did. He is not the enemy, he is your friend. We would do well to harbor his favor - and that of the Gold Dragons - if both can actually be had ...
Ingrge Tuesday June 1st, 1999 1:16:59 AM
Hmm, I wonder if he actually is going to yell at the Golden Dragons, or if that is just a figure of speech? Ah well, I guess the first things we need to do are arrange for temporary lodging and then decide what we do and if we want to do it together. That and i really want to find out jut how much gold this scroll brought forth.
Olana Tuesday June 1st, 1999 7:14:59 AM
Olana looks sad but determined, on hearing the news of their exile. Looking at Doke, she adds,"I must also return too, somehow........" Watching the Mayor disappear, and listening to the others, she agrees with both Figment and Ingrge. "Well - we need somewhere to stay for now, and yes - we do need to consider our next move. Should we wait to see if one of the Gold Dragons will see us? To be honest, I'm rather tired," Pausing to run a hand through her hair, she continues - "And this is bad news we've been given."
Dokenor Tuesday June 1st, 1999 7:37:59 PM
"I second that motion of some time to rest and think and plot." Dokenore replies.
Figment Tuesday June 1st, 1999 7:46:59 PM
"If the Gold Dragons feel like they played a role in your exile they will probably not only see you but they will help you as well. They ARE the good guys - even if the mayor is angry. Notice he didn't say he was going to try and punish them or anything, just complain loudly."
DM Tuesday June 1st, 1999 8:07:59 PM
In answer to Dokenor's question, after Sturtevent leaves, you hear a loud angry voice in the hall, "VALDOR! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG. I NEED SOME ANSW..." The door finishes closing and the rest is lost. The snacks look good and the room is pretty comfortable. You all feel that you are expected to stay, but then again, there aren't any guards at the door. And you didn't hear anyone lock it either.
Ingrge Tuesday June 1st, 1999 9:55:59 PM
look lets hang around and see what happens right now. I suggest we eat drink and rest until someone comes to tellus something else. also lets pull out that gold and see just what the scroll brought us.
Figment Tuesday June 1st, 1999 11:25:59 PM
Eats some more of the food. "I'd be quick about the gold. I doubt they have in mid we do private business while here. But this would be a pretty safe place to do it. You may want to split it up so that if one person gets robbed then less is lost."
Flueterflam Wednesday June 2nd, 1999 6:26:59 AM
::Yawn:: Fluet curls up comfortably. He takes a nap until someone wakes him.
Shadrach Wednesday June 2nd, 1999 6:28:59 AM
"It might be the time," Shad said quietly as he drank wine. "If we are indeed going separate ways...I'm not sure what I want to do next. It's suicide to openly oppose Parnath. And I'm not sure of my infamy among the elves of the Emerald Kingdom. I'd like to help them, but there's good reasons why no Gold Dragons have killed Parnath. Joe had ample reason when Parnath proclaimed his children evil before the entire court. Yes, I asked. That was our old friend the Dragon in human form at the to-do. If Parnath's might could be made unnecessary....he'd fall quickly before massing enemies. If he were replaced, say, or the forces he guards against neutralized...Figment, you seem to know a fair amount of the major players in the Wold. What do you think?"
DM Wednesday June 2nd, 1999 4:11:59 PM
The gold count is 10,000. With everyone but Fluet helping in the counting, it takes about 1/2 an hour.
Figment Wednesday June 2nd, 1999 7:05:59 PM
"First, you better put up that gold. We wouldn't want it to be known we have a lot of it. Especially if the Mayor is going to help us. We'll get more that way." He turns to Shad "If Parnoth is opposing the Dark Lord with magic, and is doing so successfully, I doubt many beings in the Wold have the power to kill him. He's clearly providing a service useful to the mayor as he has no desire to anger him. I think perhaps there is more to Parnoth than meets the eye... I doubt you can return without him knowing. I also doubt he'll negotiate unless he feels that there is something else you can do for him. If Parnoth plus this kingdom with groups like the Gold Dragons can't defeat the Dark Lord, but merely repel him, I doubt you'll find Parnoth dying or losing power any time soon. If you were to play a part in the Dark Lord's destruction it may give you leverage with him - but I doubt it. Maybe Joe and Grey could figure out a way for you to return from time to time. My bet is that he'll kill you quickly if you return. By the way, is Parnoth evil - or do you just not like him."
ingrge Wednesday June 2nd, 1999 8:29:59 PM
Having counted up the gold and divided it among the group for holding, Ingrge looks around and says i think that we might want to change some of this into more easily carried things like gems or find a bank
Olana Thursday June 3rd, 1999 2:49:59 AM
The elf helps count the cash and puts away carefully the amount she has been given to carry. Then she sits quietly with the others, waiting for one of the Gold Dragons to show.Glancing at Figmant, she says "Parnoth evil? I would say so - but in politics its all relative I suppose."
DM Thursday June 3rd, 1999 5:00:59 PM
The door opens after a little while longer and a massive man wearing only a loincloth walks in. "I hear we have you guys to thank for keeping my two numbskull friends from killing themselves. I'd say that's worth a dinner. Interested?"
Figment Thursday June 3rd, 1999 6:05:59 PM
As the party waits the wiley mage says "Upon further consideration, Ingrige, I have a suggestion. We should convert the gold because it belonged to Parnoth. He will notice it gone - if he hasn't already - and he will look for it. It would be good for it not to be in our possession when he catches up with it. So trading it in soon would be wise - most wise...". When the door opens Figment pops up and says "Certainly! It would be an honor." And follows his new companions as they leave.
Ingrge Thursday June 3rd, 1999 6:50:59 PM
Rising and aknowledging the newcomer, Ingrge ssays "Dinner would be a most welcome distraction this evening. Meanwhile though can you suggest where we might find suitable temporary housing and an honest money changer?"
Dokenor Thursday June 3rd, 1999 9:15:59 PM
Dokenor just stares at the newcommer with blank eyes and he turns his attention to Ingrge and Fig, "I think we should go to the local Gambling Hall, and double Parnoth's money. Then we can give half to the local Wardd Church and half to the peasants of this fine city."
Olana Friday June 4th, 1999 12:41:59 AM
Olana stands and stares for a moment at the man in the eye-popping outfit and then, remembering her manners, smiles and bows politely. "Dinner would be very nice," she agrees. As they walk along she whispers to Ingrge. "You don't think we'd be cheated out of the rightful exchange for this gold, do you?"
Shadrach Friday June 4th, 1999 2:28:59 AM
"Maybe tomorrow, Dokenor?" Shad whispered. He grinned at the newcomer. "So you're a friend of Joe and Grey? We were just returning the favor after they helped us out. I'm Shadrach, servant of Donyra, and I'd go out with the Darklord right now if he offered to take me to dinner." He offered his hand.
Ingrge Saturday June 5th, 1999 10:19:59 PM
looking at Doke like he has lost his mind, Ingrge says Doke, you may do what you wish with your share however, I dont think you have a say in what I do with mine.
Flueterflam Sunday June 6th, 1999 6:12:59 AM
Hearing the word dinner, Fluet wakes from his short nap. "Huh.....dinner? mmmmmm....." He smiles drowsily. "let's go have dinner"
Valdor Sunday June 6th, 1999 4:17:59 PM
"Dinner it is. Come by the house about 7:00. You know the one, right? Honest money changer?" The man laughs. "Tell you what take this note," he grabs a piece of paper from somewhere, scribbles away, stamps it with a signet ring, and hands the note to Ingrge. "to whichever money lender you choose, and they won't cheat you too badly." He pauses a moment and looks at the group, "You'd probably better change clothes too. Mustn't get Mycroft upset. You know how he is." He starts scribbling away again, "Take this note to Von der Boore's over in the Open Palm Market, and he'll fix you up. Anything else? No? Great, see you all at 7:00." He turns and leaves.
Figment Sunday June 6th, 1999 7:00:59 PM
"I think that's our que to leave. Let's go to the Open Palm and then to the money changer. That way we can get the maximum for our money."
Figment Sunday June 6th, 1999 7:02:59 PM
stops and says "Guys, I don't feel like any of the money you gave me to carry belongs to me. I just wanted you to know I don't expect any of it from you. I wasn't part of your efforts that allowed you to acquire it."
Clothiers and Bathtiles
Shadrach Monday June 7th, 1999 5:26:59 AM
Shad looked bemused at the back of the man in the loincloth. "HE wants us to dress up?" He cocked his head at Figment. "Hm. You're absolutely right, you didn't. But you've been a pretty good guide so far. Why not consider us getting you new set of clothes and dinner at the Gold Dragon castle as fair pay? After all, after this none of us knows what'll happen...."
ingrge Monday June 7th, 1999 6:10:59 AM
well i guess we go shopping and then banking and then to dinner. I wonder if this is a formal affair or what?
DM Monday June 7th, 1999 4:03:59 PM
Valdor left the door open. There's still a bit of food on the trays. It looks pretty tasty. Shame for it to go to waste.
Figment Monday June 7th, 1999 8:22:59 PM
graciously bows to Shad and says "I would be very appreciative - especially for sharing your invitation to dine with the Gold Dragons. He looks at the leftover food. "Why don't you guys help me finish up the food?". He makes another sandwich with what's left, eats it, then gets his things. "Let's go to Von der Boore's."
Olana Monday June 7th, 1999 10:58:59 PM
The elf takes anything from the table that might keep awhile, crackers for example and adds them to her rations."What do you think he meant," she asks the others - "'fix us up'?" Looking down at her dusty forest clothes, she wonders. "Oh, well," she adds brightly, "off we go then," and skips out with the others.
DM Tuesday June 8th, 1999 4:52:59 PM
The group, after pausing for directions, soon arrives at Von der Boore's. Nothing about the outside of the shop speaks of it as being anything but a normal tailor's, but when you step in, you see all sorts of foppish looking outfits displayed. You see big, floppy hats, too brightly colored pantaloons, and so much lace it makes you sick. Once you've entered, a man steps out and begins speaking, "Welcome to my shop," he gets a better look, "oh my, and what can I do for you... ladies and gentlemen today."
Figment Tuesday June 8th, 1999 7:11:59 PM
bows to the man - wondering why he scoffs at his fine riding clothes - but says "Greeting my good man! Tonight we dine with the Gold Dragons and one of them sent us here to be outfitted with some nice clothes. They seem to think you are quite adept at such things. Please, show us your wares." Figment looks around and looks suprisingly in his element as he looks around the racks of silks, linens and accessories. "Nice material you have. I am a tailor in my own right you know... oh yes, the note, Ingrige?"
Ingrge Tuesday June 8th, 1999 7:12:59 PM
Not liking this guys tone or implication, Ingrge looks around and then walks up to the man and says, "Well actually we we going to see if they was anything in your shop worth buying and wearing for dinner with the Gold Dragons. we were told this was THE place to come but I guess Valdor was wrong. Okay Guys lets go find some one with a better attitude that wants our business. And Ingrge turns to leave.
Dokenor Tuesday June 8th, 1999 10:13:59 PM
He furrows his brow as Ingrge abruptly exits. "Uhhhhh, I guess we are following her. Sorry for the bother..." He seems very confused by her attitude but follows her out anyway.
Olana Wednesday June 9th, 1999 7:46:59 AM
Hoping that Figment's reply to the storekeeper will have changed his attitude a little, she looks around and sighs. "Is this what everyone are wearing in this city? Seems alarmingly fancy." Glancing worriedly at the door, she says "Excuse me a moment," and heads out in the hope of persuading Ingrge to come back in.
Shadrach Wednesday June 9th, 1999 8:22:59 AM
With a deadpan expression, "Scuse us just one moment." He dashed outside to accost Ingrge. "What are you doing? I don't suppose you'd let the rest of us make our own decisions where we buy our clothes?"
Von der Boore's Wednesday June 9th, 1999 5:39:59 PM
"Well the rest of you may accompany your friend in leaving. I doubt I had what you were looking for anyway. Good day." He stops and turns to Figment, "Sir, are you sure that you're with... them?"
Figment Wednesday June 9th, 1999 6:40:59 PM
smiles at the man's adept notice of the obvious cultural differencences in him and the others. "You'll have to forgive my friends here. This is their first time in the big city and they have been through an awful time the past several days. You will find them worthy as they have performed a tremendous service for the Gold Dragons which has led them to ask us all to dinner. As you can see we were not expecting such an invitation and so are quite unprepared. I have been helping them as much as I can navigate in the city both literally and culturally. Your help would be greatly appreciated. Think of it ... as a healthy challenge and a service to the Gold Dragons as this is their idea. I'm sure they would be quite appreciative. Tell me, do you specialize in formal dress or do you foray into other areas - such as leather?"
Flueterflam Wednesday June 9th, 1999 7:29:59 PM
Fluet just stands around with Figment. He's rather confused. "Hey Fig, maybe I missed something, but what's wrong with Ingrge?" He looks at the storekeeper, "You seem nice enough. Dressing up (extremely) every once in awhile, isn't that bad.....is it?"
Ingrge Wednesday June 9th, 1999 10:51:59 PM
Just loud enough to be heard by those inside. To Shad that "shopkeeper" looked at and implied by his words and tone that we were not worthy of his shop or his help. He judged us by appearance before he even talked with us or found out who we are. That is ill mannered and rude. You may buy where you want but his attitude and implicaions about us are out of bounds and I will find some where else to make my purchases.
Figment Thursday June 10th, 1999 1:12:59 AM
with concern looks out to Ingrige. "My friend, I'm afraid we DO look a bit 'rough' to be in a place like this. Which is why Valdor - I guess that was him - sent us here. I fear our reception will be similar or worse at other places as well until we clean up a bit. This gentleman has no point of referrence in dealing with us so we must give him one. If you will show him your note with the seal I think the situation will change quickly for the better."
Von der Boore Thursday June 10th, 1999 4:41:59 PM
"Leather?" The man seems truly shocked. "No. No. Only the finest things here. In fact this is the finest clothier in the kingdom. ALL clothes are rags compared to what we sell, and those wearing rags will be treated as though they were beggars. Such is the way of Von der Boore's. So either come in and show me this letter, or all of you get out."
Shadrach Thursday June 10th, 1999 6:04:59 PM
"That's the way it works, Ingrge. If you wanna go, leave the letter, cuz otherwise the rest of us ain't even gonna get in." He grinned. "I'd like to see what it's like to look like a sissy once in my life."
Figment Thursday June 10th, 1999 6:41:59 PM
smiles at the arrogance of the man "I see not much has changed since I've been away from the business. My expertise is in fine 'functional' clothes. Clothes that people wear daily for work or 'casual' occasions. The clothing here is quite nice indeed. I can see why you would think all others are less worthy of your time.". He looks to see if Ingrige can overcome his revulsion and produce the letter.
Ingrge Thursday June 10th, 1999 7:45:59 PM
Hrrummph, All I can say is if he says anything snotty, I'll wipe his nose for him. And I am not going to wear something that makes me look like a decorative fruit and flower arrangement. Ingrge acccopmanies Shad back into the store and hands the shopkeeper the letter.
Olana Friday June 11th, 1999 6:10:59 AM
Olana sighs with relief and re-enters the shop. Unaccustomed to all this finery, she just stares at the garments on display, totally bewildered.
Shadrach Saturday June 12th, 1999 5:08:59 AM
"Sir, I would like to look like a decorative fruit and flower arrangement!" Shad struggles to maintain a straight face.
Flueterflam Sunday June 13th, 1999 5:13:59 AM
Fluet chuckles at Shad's comment. "How about as lacy as a spider's web?" He just browses through the clothing to see what he may look best in. "Any suggestions for what I might look good in?"
DM Sunday June 13th, 1999 5:08:59 PM
"So dinner with Mycroft is it? You know he's the best dressed man in the city... I can't say too much for the other Gold Dragons though especially that Marlowe. What a disgusting slob! Now then, everyone line up and let me get your measurements." He pulls out a long piece of ribbon with marks made at regular intervals and waits for the line to form.
Olana Sunday June 13th, 1999 9:27:59 PM
Trying very hard to keep a straight face after Shad's comment, Olana stands in line waiting to be measured up. Whispering to Fluet she says "I hope we don't all end up looking like a bunch of idiots."
Flueterflam Monday June 14th, 1999 2:17:59 AM
Smiling at Olana's comment, "Depends who you ask." He points over to Ingrge. He stands ready to be measured. To the shopkeeper, "By the way, did you happen to mention a Gold Dragon named Marlowe?"
Ingrge Monday June 14th, 1999 3:11:59 AM
At figment's motion, Ingrge smiles and steps forward.
DM Monday June 14th, 1999 5:25:59 PM
As he measures, "Yes, Marlowe. Like all of Jantieri's prophets he's a less than charming individual. More so than most. Always stutters. Has half of his meals from the week caked in his beard. Hands always dirty. And always just wears that white robe. Apparently though he's one of the smartest people around and wise too. Knows wizard magic, priest magic, and some say he can do things with his mind too... but I'm not so sure about that." He stands up after measuring the last of you, "There now, done. You all run along to the baths next door so your new clothes don't start to stink right away, and I'll have them all ready when you return."
Figment Monday June 14th, 1999 7:01:59 PM
"Thank you." He goes next door. "This should be interesting..." he muses thinking about all the interesting looks the party members will have as they bathe.
Ingrgre Tuesday June 15th, 1999 1:29:59 AM
Having not had a proper bath since the river, Ingrge quickly hastens next door to remove several weeks worth of ........
Olana Tuesday June 15th, 1999 2:09:59 AM
Olana 'runs along' to the baths with the others. She scrubs thoroughly, getting out all the dirt, grime, leaves, dust and who knows what else, unravelling her fair hair, which was getting decidedly ratty, washing, drying it, and brushing till it shone. She had to admit, she did feel much better afterwards.
Shadrach Tuesday June 15th, 1999 6:26:59 AM
Stifling a snort, Shad 'ran along'. The concept of soap in the water seemed prissy to the ex-sailor, so he used it. And looked for perfume to make absolutely sure he was doing things the pansy way.
Figment Tuesday June 15th, 1999 6:24:59 PM
Bathes in his usual way, and waits in anticiaption of the new clothes he will be getting. He smiles as he actually begins to see what the other REALLY look like. To Ingrige he says "You clean up pretty nice! Nobody would have ever known..." and smiles at the prospect of the response. He watches Olana as she brushes out her hair "My, what a beautiful head of hair you have!"
DM Tuesday June 15th, 1999 6:58:59 PM
As the party covorts in the baths, a group of five gigantic men who, judging by their smell, have obviously never been in a place like the Waters of Bliss before. They are all dressed similiarly in goatskin vests and furry little briefs, and they all have long blonde hair save for one with a fiery red mane. They carry an assortment of weapons. One, who seems to be the leader, has a greatsword strapped to his back. The next has long apish arms that clutch a club which he is dragging across the floor. The skinny one, who looks about 6'2" and 240 lbs, carries a spear and has a broad-bladed knife stuffed in a belt. The red haired brute with a long braided yet matted beard has a vicious looking half-moon axe suspended from a belt. The last who is absolutley huge and surely over seven feet with muscles to match is simply wearing golves studded with bits of iron. It looks like a suitable weapon for the behometh. Their uncouth barbaric manners immediately rise to the surface as the enter the baths and the leader points to your group, "Look at the sissies!" Looking at Shadrach he cracks, "Is that perfume for me, girly-man?" Then ape-arms spits into the water. They all laugh pretty hard at that.
Ingrge Tuesday June 15th, 1999 8:23:59 PM
Looking sharply at figment, Ingrge shoots a splash of water at him and then chuckles. I may be gruff and not like cities much but I do enjoy being clean and comfortable. Even we woods folk understand the connection between cleanlines and good health.
Flueterflam Tuesday June 15th, 1999 9:59:59 PM
Fluet chuckles at the leader's comment. Before he goes to bath though, he has a word with the shopkeeper. "I was just wondering, do you know when or where I could get in touch with Marlowe?" After waiting for a reply, Fluet proceeds to bathe with the others. Asking the brutes, "Do you guys enjoy hunting, ::smiles:: because I'm sure if we could resolve any differences that way?" He only comments because he is afraid of how the conversation started off. He also gives his own companions a look saying he just trying to thwart off any fighting that seems to be looming nearby.
Figment Tuesday June 15th, 1999 10:30:59 PM
decides to say nothing and wait for the brutes to make a move. He prepares to move to his robes quickly if there's trouble.
DM Wednesday June 16th, 1999 4:22:59 PM
Von der Boore tells Fluet before he leaves, "I'm just a tailor I don't keep track of people. You're the one having dinner with him tonight." Back to the baths: The barbarians standing at the edge of the pool mock Ingrge, "Oh, a woodsy fellow, eh? Did you play with the fairies when you were a lad?" The spear carrier answers Fluet, "Of course we hunt, boy. What of it?" Flame-beard oogles Olana and urges her to leave the baths and come with him. Then ape-arms begin to pull down his fury briefs. You get the idea that his plan is to add to the baths rather than enjoy them. The proprietor of the baths comes running forward at this in an attempt to stop ape-arms, but the leader of the ban catches him and propels him into the water.
Figment Wednesday June 16th, 1999 6:30:59 PM
having seen enough leaps up over the edge of the pool toward the wll where he left his robe. In a flash he turns and casts "Web" on the offending group so as to catch all of them as deeply as possible - especially the the one who is attempting to contribute to the bath. He then prepares to cast again.
Shadrach Thursday June 17th, 1999 12:22:59 AM
"Well, well, mannerless wretches, I feel right at home now." Shad hauled himself over to his gear and picked up the trident. He shook it at the toughs. "Don't make me sweat on this flowery gunk! You won't like it when I rub your face in it either!"
Ingrgre Thursday June 17th, 1999 3:04:59 AM
looking at the baddies as they make their comments, ingrge sees the one pulling down his briefs and says, "well, I can see why you mentioned fairies. They are probably the onlt folk you can please with that wee thing. And even then you probably just tickle their fancy. Ingrge then casts a sleep spell on then.
Olana Thursday June 17th, 1999 4:33:59 AM
The elf gives the ruffians one of her disarming smiles, politely ignoring red beard's suggestion. As the situation gets decidedly worse and the spells fly, she gets out of the way fast, rapidly hunting for clothes and weapons.
Flueterflam Thursday June 17th, 1999 7:29:59 AM
"At least the most ugly fairy is comparable with someone ten times as beautiful as you." Remembering suddenly who he was talking with, "Let me rephrase, even a mother couldn't love you." Then asks Olana, "you're not emotionally scarred are you? I know I would be. So anyway, what do we do now?"
DM Thursday June 17th, 1999 4:17:59 PM
The web goes off, skinny manages to leap to the side and rolls to his feet on the side of the pool opposite Figment and the party's clothes. Flame beard also manages to get clear but not in so graceful a fashion. He dives out on the same side of the web as the party's clothing and quickly gets to his feet and puts up his dukes. He leaves the axe hanging on his belt. Ingrge finds that he didn't bring any spell components into the bath and should have probably gotten out to get them like Figment. Barbarians iniative: Skinny looks for a way around the pool but none presents itself. The rear of the pool is flush with the back wall, and the webs block the front. He takes up a defensive posture near his stuck friends. Flame beard rushes Figment, "Damnable wizard!" He swings a pair of heavy fists at the unclothed Figment (20[2],10(hits AC5)). The first shot, a haymaker, catches Figment in the side of the head, and the second is a fierce left hook. Figment takes 12 points of temporary damage, but the haymaker knocks the wizard out (10). As Figment strikes the floor, the webs disappear. Without any support, the sleeping ape-arms falls forward into the pool. The gentle fall into the warm water doesn't wake him. The party has iniative for the second round.
Figment Thursday June 17th, 1999 4:59:59 PM
........
Flueterflam Thursday June 17th, 1999 6:57:59 PM
Fluet stealthily makes his way for his dagger. He picks it up and waits for Flame beard to turn his back to Fluet. When the chance comes, Fluet runs full force at him, stabbing with the most powerful blow he can conjure. (rolled 10 hit ac 10, if hit 3 pts damage) Fluet keeps at him though, until something happens to at least one of them.
Ingrge Thursday June 17th, 1999 8:58:59 PM
"Ooops Damn.. I knew I was out of practice but geez." Ingrge leaps out of the pool and grabs a wet towel, quickly twirling it into a whip like form. Digging back into his memories of his youth, He then flicks the towels wet end at the face of red beard.and misses rolling a 2.
Dokenor Friday June 18th, 1999 3:40:59 AM
Doke points his finger and yells, "Damn you. I hope you have bad luck." And curses his opponent.
Shadrach Friday June 18th, 1999 6:18:59 AM
"Fluet NO!" Dropping his trident, the sailor dove back into the pool, trying to get to the sleeping fool before he swallowed too much water. He'd pull him up and pinch him so he'd wake and cough.
Olana Friday June 18th, 1999 9:29:59 AM
Approaching the skinny one around the pool, Olana frowns. Having presumably managed to get her sword, she attempts to slap him hard with the flat of the blade.(Rolled 8 - failed presumably) "Now stop all this!" she cries at these horrid nasty men.
DM Saturday June 19th, 1999 4:10:59 PM
Fluet misses Flame-beard (AC8) who then starts to go for his axe but thinks better of it when Shadrach yells and saves ape-arms and punches Fluet (8hitAC7,6AC9 - enough on each since I assume Fluet didn't bathe in armor). The barbarian deals out 12 points of temporary damage, and the first set of hits drops Fluet like a sack of potatoes (8%). He lands in a heap on top of Figment. The barbarian grins and shouts and Olana, "Surely you desire to be with a real man rather than these hounds!" The winner and still champion turns to face Ingrge and his towel. The big man still sleeps. The leader leaps into the pool to help Shadrach with ape-arms. Together they get him out of the water. Then the leader asks Shadrach, "Shall we grapple in sea or on shore, sailor?" Still not having Olana's char. sheet, I couldn't guess what she needs to hit skinny, but his AC is 6. Skinny drops his spear and punches at Olana, he doesn't have flame-beard's skill or strength and only delivers a glancing blow (16 hits AC1, adjusted for curse AC2) for 1 pt. As he attacks he asks Olana, "Stop? But your side has assaulted us with Steel and Magic? We defend ourselves as men with our own might. We will not end this until each man is down, or you admit defeat."
Shadrach Sunday June 20th, 1999 12:04:59 AM
Shad grinned roughly. He was almost enjoying this. "You seem to have the upper hand here, stranger, so I'll choose water. But I'll make a bargain with you! Defeat me and you can have all I own and I'll swear its yours! But you will not harm the lady." He threw himself at the brawler, and missed, going into the water.(R13)
Ingrge Monday June 21st, 1999 12:42:59 AM
Once again Ingrge pulls back his twisted towel and tries to pop Flame Beard and keep him at a distance as well. This time connecting with flame beards butt with a resounding POP ( rolled 12 his AC 6) that tears cloth and leaves a bright red tear dropped welt of about two inches long.
Olana Monday June 21st, 1999 1:37:59 AM
Olana looks astounded at the skinny one,and on seeing Shad go flying into the pool, she moves to slap Skinny hard with the flat of the blade once more,((rolled an 11 - missed darn it)) "Defend yourselves? You've been on the attack since you walked into the room, beginning with what was quite blatant boorish behaviour. I have no wish to slaughter you or your friends, Sir - but this has to stop right now, before someone really gets hurt." Backing away a little, she will try and move into a position to better protect Fluet and Figment, who are on the ground.
Flueterflam Monday June 21st, 1999 7:19:59 PM
"uuuhhhhhh....."
DM Tuesday June 22nd, 1999 4:27:59 AM
Ingrge's mighty towel slap causes Flamer to quickly jump back. In the process of doing so, he slips and cracks his head against the tiled floor. His eyes flutter in his head and he doesn't stand back up. Skinny speaks to Olana some more as he swings a fist. He swings hard but wild and connects with nothing but air (19-stupid punching rules). Olana sees that she will have difficulty getting over to Figment and Fluet as she is on the other side of the pool with Skinny and he stands in the way. But it looks like Ingrge has the matter under control. In the midst of all this, Skinny betrays something of a bit more education than his companions and replies, "Boorish behavior is certainly irritating, but it's hardly an adequate justification for slinging spells about. And when you feel insulted, the proper course is to stand and challenge the knave who has been troubling you. You don't rush at him and try to stab him in the back. Sometimes I wonder that we're the barbaric ones... though I do suppose Grigley is the sterotype you compare all of us too. Ah well, I do think his antics are funny." None of this mirth for the leader of the band, he dives in the water after Shadrach and tries to get a grip on the sailor, but apparently the perfume and soaps have made Shad a bit too slippery (6).
Ingrge Tuesday June 22nd, 1999 8:55:59 PM
Seeing his foe fall and hit his head, Ingrge kneels down to make sure no major damage was done and then turns his attention to fluet and Figment
DM Wednesday June 23rd, 1999 4:32:59 AM
Flame-beard is okay. Just unconscious. Figment is starting to come around. Fluet is still out cold. Both of them sport nasty bruises.
Shadrach Wednesday June 23rd, 1999 6:14:59 AM
Shad managed to only clip his opponent, once he'd gotten his feet. (R16, glancing blow, D3)
Figment Wednesday June 23rd, 1999 7:03:59 PM
Oooooooooooooooo. That hurt.... He tries to clear his vision - wondering what happened...
Olana Wednesday June 23rd, 1999 9:55:59 PM
Looking back at Skinny, she says "It seems to me that the proper course is not to be a bother in the first place. There may have been an over-reaction perhaps, but I'm sure the spells were not malevolent. We've had a tough time of it - villains all over the place. If we came out with steel, usually we've had good reason." Standing straight she makes a point of putting her sword away. "Now - do we carry on slugging, or should we settle this in a more civilized manner. How about a drinking contest?"
Ingrge Wednesday June 23rd, 1999 9:56:00 PM
Dragging and lining up all the unconcious and semi-concious individuals against the wall, Ingrge listens as skinny talks at Olanna. and then Interjects, " well to that point I will agree, however, to eliminate in a public bath, and in front of a lady, Now that is what I call truly boorish behavior.
The Gold Dragons
Ingrge Wednesday June 23rd, 1999 9:56:59 PM
Dragging and lining up all the unconcious and semi-concious individuals against the wall, Ingrge listens as skinny talks at Olanna. and then Interjects, " well to that point I will agree, however, to eliminate in a public bath, and in front of a lady, Now that is what I call truly boorish behavior.
DM Thursday June 24th, 1999 4:08:59 PM
Skinny says, "Grigley is a right definition of a boor. But I think a drinking contest could be arranged. What say you Karchek?" The leader breaks off with Shadrach momentarily, "A drinking contest would be fine. The two of us left standing against the three of you left standing. I assure you that's more than fair." He points at the gigantic guy with them, "Ol' Boula could outdrink half the men in this city. And when he was finished he'd get started on the other half." At that moment, Von der Boore walks into the baths. He says, "Your garments are ready." Then he turns and walks out shaking his head. Karchek continues, "So when do we drink? Now? Or do you have to go try on your garments?" He says this last word in a mocking kiddie voice.
Figment Thursday June 24th, 1999 5:51:59 PM
stands up - slowly...
Ingrge Thursday June 24th, 1999 9:20:59 PM
Well actually we probably ought to try our "garments on as they are for us to wear tonite at dinner with the gold dragons. ::grinning evilly:: but you could come next door and stand around while we do that and then we could go to join in our contest.
Flueterflam Friday June 25th, 1999 3:04:59 AM
"Uuuhhhhnnnn....."
Karchek Friday June 25th, 1999 5:40:59 PM
"We have an... appointment later. We can drink now or at a more suitable time for all of us. Say dawn. Always do my best drinking at dawn."
Ingrge Friday June 25th, 1999 7:54:59 PM
Ahh I see ...an appointment.... I think you are just afraid we skinny elves will out drink you big men. Ah well, I was so looking forward to drinking you all under the table.... Well I guess thats that. I f you cant meet us in 30 minutes then I guess you cant be to serious. Come on Guys lets go try on our Garments. ::minces out::
Olana Saturday June 26th, 1999 4:59:59 AM
Olana inwardly sighs with relief, and then wonders if perhaps a drinking contest could be worse than getting pummelled into jelly. She shrugs apologetically to the others. This was going to be interesting, if nothing else. As the tailor arrives and announces their clothes are ready, she is about to open her mouth and offer an excuse to these rough villains, when their leader speaks. "It seems we all have appointments this eve," she replies. Grinning at Ingrge's reply, she adds. "Well - it looks like we'll have to wait till tomorrow then." She gives the ruffians a short bow and then moves around the pool and attempts to help Fluet and Figment to their feet, giving a hand to Shad on the way. "I'm sorry," she whispers to her comrades. "I hope I havent tossed us all from the frying pan and into the fire."
Shadrach Saturday June 26th, 1999 8:47:59 PM
"My Lady's left toenail! We'll meet you, but it'll be tomorrow, and he names the bar!" Shad pointed at Figment. He gratefully caught Olana's hand and swung himself out of the bath. With a snort and puffing his chest a little (as he hadn't been beaten) Shad went and swiftly pulled on his breeches and loose white shirt, buckling on his belt. His chain he left to the backpack. Carrying his boots he came and bent over Fluet. Much calmer, he prayed gently for the easing of Fluet's pain, stroking the whistle around his neck.(R5)
DM Sunday June 27th, 1999 2:51:59 PM
Karchek agrees, "Sounds fine to me, but if he picks the bar, I pick the drink." Figment wakes up and so does Fluet. Fluet doesn't even show a bruise anymore after Shad's prayer.
Figment Sunday June 27th, 1999 10:46:59 PM
who quickly gathers in what has transpired says "I choose The Red Wyrm Inn. They serve everything and then some - or so I've heard... They also have a bouncer who is bigger than any of you. I think you'll like him. Now if you will excuse us, we DO have dinner plans." and with that exits to the shop - slowly.
DM Monday June 28th, 1999 1:43:59 AM
The barbars agree, and those in good shape help their friends out of the baths. As the group exits, they see that Von der Boore is looking impatiently out the window of his shop. When he sees, Figment emerge from the baths, his head disappears from the windwow.
Olana Monday June 28th, 1999 6:51:59 AM
The elf accompanies her colleagues back to the barbers shop, hoping that whatever Von De Boore has come up with ... it wont be too ostentatious.
Shadrach Monday June 28th, 1999 7:18:59 AM
"Okay then!" After helping Fluet to his feet, and making sure he has his backpack and trident in hand, Shad followed the others out over to the pansy dresser. After some suspicious glances at the door, he focused on finding out what he was wearing for dinner.
DM Monday June 28th, 1999 5:20:59 PM
As members of the group make it over to Von der Boore's they find that their clothes are indeed waiting. They seem more like costumes to you hardy adventurers. Everyone gets lots of lace and silk. Floppy hats with feathers aren't uncommon. Figment gets a flowing purple silk robe complete with little star and moon shapes all over it in a bright yellow. He even has a long pointy hat to match. Olana has a long gown of deep green satin. It has layer upon layer of skirts and comes with a diamond studded tiara and a big necklace. Ingrge gets a nobleman's outfit with orange and white striped pantaloons, green leggings, and a frilly red shirt. A pair of long leather boots and a red leather hat with a long ostrich plume finish off the outfit. Dokenor (if he's still around) finds a robe similar to Figments, but it is white and covered in little four leafed clovers. His hat is a floppy red silk thing that looks more like a pillow than something for your head. Fluet's outfit is very similar to Ingrge's save for the color scheme. He gets bright yellow pantaloons, orange and blue argyle leggings, and a buffy white and purple striped shirt. Hat and boots of a dark blue dyed leather. And last but not least, Shadrach. Who somehow managed to luck out, with a pair of long black pants of some sort of thick silk. They seem nice yet also practical. He also gets a black shirt of the same material and isn't too overdone with puffiness and lace. The outfit does come with hat and boots, but they are also black . Only the feather is colored, and it is blue like the sea. Amazingly all the clothes fit perfectly and allow perfect freedom of movement. Even Olana's dress. Fighting would be no trouble though perhaps a bit colorful. Von der Boore speaks as the group tries on the clothes, "I can have your old... things sent to your lodging or directly to Gold Dragon castle if you wish. The matter of the bill is being settle by Valdor, so I guess you should be on your way. They've sent a carriage for you. It's outside."
Shadrach Monday June 28th, 1999 6:00:59 PM
Shad bit his lip at first sight of Ingrge's 'outfit'. But whilst dressing he could be heard giggling "Fruit salad". Striding out of the dressing room, Shadrach struck his chest and said, "I'm incredible!"
Figment Monday June 28th, 1999 7:42:59 PM
adorns himself with his new garments and with a very fast slight of hand he does something with his old clothes (removes spell components and deposits them under the new clothes). He then says "Thanks you for your fast work. We would like our... things sent to our lodging. I must say your work is most impressive. I am sure I will return to your fine establishment in the future. Good Evening!" Figment climbs into the carraige and waits for the others.
Ingrge Monday June 28th, 1999 8:54:59 PM
Looking at the clothes that he is supposed to wear, ingrge grimaces and sees that all have basically the same sort of clothing and is some what mollified, until Shad steps out of his dressing room with his more practical black clothing and muttering something about fruit salad. "I'll give you fruit salad, Shad. And carrying his plumage under his arm, Ingrge heads toward the carriage. As he hits the door, Ingrge turns back to Figment and Von der Boore and says Uhmm i think you had best send our things to Gold Dragon Castle since we have not made any other arrangements.
Flueterflam Monday June 28th, 1999 11:56:59 PM
Fluet, being better now, looks at his clothing. (after thanking Shad for the help) He begins to laugh out loud, but barely manages to hold it inside. Not that the clothing is bad, but a bit too flashy for him. He follows the others tothe carriage.
Olana Tuesday June 29th, 1999 5:40:59 AM
The elf walks gingerly to the carriage, despite the ease of movement, she mutters - "I'll trip, I'll fall, I know I will." And then looking at Shad says, "Shad, you dont fancy trading clothes do you?" With a grin she steps into the carriage.
DM Tuesday June 29th, 1999 7:42:59 PM
Suddenly upon sitting in the carriage, Shad's clothes change to a bright glowing red save the feather which is still blue. The carriage starts up and heads for Gold Dragon castle. It looks much as it did earlier in the day, and the same two guards are standing at the gate. When the carriage door opens, Thundar asks, "Good to have you back. They tell me you are to be guests this evening. Manfred should be down in a minute to show you around."
Figment Tuesday June 29th, 1999 7:58:59 PM
bows deeply - appearing to be somewhat comfortable to this sort of pageantry - and speaks plaesantly "Thank you Thundar, I appreciate your kind welcome. You do your job well." Figment waits for Manfred.
Ingrge Wednesday June 30th, 1999 1:59:59 AM
Looking more than a bit UNcomfortable, Ingrge nods to Thundar and follows Figment's lead.
Olana Wednesday June 30th, 1999 2:55:59 AM
The elf stands there with the others awaiting Manfred, fiddling with her skirts, and looking ill - at - ease.It was at times like this she wished she had Figment's aplomb.
Shadrach Wednesday June 30th, 1999 5:12:59 AM
Shad had a grin on his face that wouldn't quit, even after his clothes changed color. He guffawed and observed, "Somebody jealous?" Seeing that no one else had, he captured Olana's arm under his own at the entryway. "Look at it like I do, none of us is likely to be invited here or wear things like this again! It's an adventure to be remembered!"
DM Wednesday June 30th, 1999 4:29:59 PM
Shad's clothes turn bright green as he takes Olana's arm. Then a man opens the door and steps out. "Greetings. I'm Manfred, the Gold Dragon's steward. If you follow me, I'll show you to your table." He starts to head in then turns back around suddenly. "By the way, what should I announce your group as. I mean what do you call yourselves?"
Figment Wednesday June 30th, 1999 9:13:59 PM
looks at the others and says "Good question. You've never really said."
Shadrach Wednesday June 30th, 1999 10:06:59 PM
Shad didn't seem to notice his clothes color. He muttered, "Well if you ask some people--puppets? Dragonbait?"
Ingrge Thursday July 1st, 1999 1:02:59 AM
Well we had mentioned being known as the Emerald Forest Misfits, or the Helping Hands. How about Parnoth's Folly?
Olana Thursday July 1st, 1999 9:00:59 AM
The elf grins broadly at Shad. "Yes of course, you're right. It IS an adventure after all," she says and begins to accompany him inside as Manfred beckons them inside. As he asks them for a name,she chuckles at Ingrge's suggestions. "Or Parnoth's Follies maybe better...especially dressed like this."
Shadrach Thursday July 1st, 1999 9:34:59 AM
"I was always partial to the 'Misfits' myself, tho I don't relish announcing it to a grand hall or nothin'."
DM Thursday July 1st, 1999 4:02:59 PM
Manfred shakes his head in irritation and says, "If you would all please follow me." He leads you through an elegant hallway to a grand majestic hall which features a long table ready for dinner. He motions for you to wait at the edge. Then he steps in and announce, "The Misfits have arrived." He motions you in to the room and bids you sit down. You each find a placard with your name on it. One guest already sits at the table. It is K'nara.
Shadrach Thursday July 1st, 1999 7:49:59 PM
"K'NARA?!" He immediately tried to run over to her with Olana, though he let her go if her dress bogged her down. Gently, carefully he hugged K'Nara lightly while his face normally dour or cynical humor practically beamed honest delight. Unable to keep still after hugging the lass, he bounded and hopped, looking like an oversize leprechaun. "It's K'Nara!" He pointed out to Figment.
Ingrge Thursday July 1st, 1999 11:11:59 PM
Stepping in and hearing Shad say that K'nara was there, Ingrge looks up and over at her and nods a greeting to her and the barest hint of a smile touches Ingrge's lips for a few moments. Though if anyone is watching closely there is a much lighter bounce in his Ingrge's step and his general mood seems to have lightened. As he takes a seat next to K'nara he reaches out and simply places a hand on her shoulder for a moment and then sits.
Manfred Friday July 2nd, 1999 5:49:59 AM
A maid appears shortly peering through the great doors to the Banquet Room and motioning for Manfred. He leaves for just a moment and then he opens the doors again with a flourish and announces, "May I now present The Three!" The banquet room is simply grand. With everything inlaid with gold, it literally glitters. A "U" shaped set of tables with white tablecloths trimmed in gold is set in the center of the room. There are chairs set around the outside of the U with several stacked in the center so that anyone who wants to can pull up a chair across from the person they wish to talk to. There are several golden table chandeliers and the plates are of the finest china. The goblets are of a strange kind of golden crystal. Manfred motions them to the left side of the U shaped set of tables across from The Emerald Kingdom group. "You may be seated at your convenience, Sirs."
Nonam Friday July 2nd, 1999 6:33:59 PM
A young, extremely odd wizard enters. Though it takes a moment for most of you to notice, his shadow falls in the opposite direction of what it should. More quickly you notice that his hair is bright blue. He's dressed in a yellow and red robe enlayed with gold and mithril. This is topped off with a very tall pointed hat with pointed stars all over it that magically move and shift. Yet he's wearing a pair of old looking boots. He walks in and finds his place, "So they made you guys dress up like circus performers too, I see. Here's hoping none of you had to put on gold underwear. I'm Nonam Firstorlast." Nonam grabs his chair and pulls it back to sit down. When he lets go, there is a glowing hand print. He doesn't seem to notice it, and it quickly fades as he sits down.
Aeglos Friday July 2nd, 1999 10:23:59 PM
An elven male walks in, dressed in contrasting white and black leathers in an outfit that looks very functional as well as stylish. His shirt is a striped silk black and white affair with lots of frills and a neat set of suspenders. He also has a cane carved from ebony wood topped with a dragon's head for a handle. He is also wearing a diamond bracelet with adamantite charms hanging from it of each holy symbol of the Gods of Wold. " So, what now ? "
Ingrge Saturday July 3rd, 1999 6:07:59 AM
Across from Nonan sits a dour looking woods elf in orange and white striped pantaloons and a red frilly shirt. An ostrich plume adorned red hat sits on the table the feather towering over the elf. " Hmmph" ::looking at the newcomers:: to Nonan, " At least we were not the only ones dressed as fruit salads" My name is Ingrge Nightseer, of the Emerald Forest Misfits.
Olana Saturday July 3rd, 1999 8:38:59 AM
Olana grins broadly on seeing K'nara, and gives her a warm hug after being pulled over there by a wild Shad. "Thank goodness, you're alright," she says. As The Three are announced she stands straight and smiles, albeit a little nervously,at the wizard, and then the elf. Biting her lip and glancing around, she takes a seat. This was all too grand.
Shadrach Saturday July 3rd, 1999 8:43:59 AM
Shad returned to pull out Olana's chair and seat himself afterwards. He forgot to remove his green hat with the blue ostrich plume that matched his green fancypants. He got a worried look on his face. "We should introduce ourselves before the oncoming disaster occurs. After such joy, it is inevitable. My name is Shadrach, servant of Donyra, a Misfit."
Tericus Saturday July 3rd, 1999 4:45:59 PM
a young looking human male walks in behind Aeglos. He is dressed in an open green robe with musical symbols all over it. The robe is over red breeches and a darker red shirt, with red boots that end in a curved point with tallels attached to them. He has a emerald green staff with him, which is also covered with musical symbols. "Where do we sit Aeglos? Im getting a little hungry."
Jus Sunday July 4th, 1999 4:20:59 AM
After a quick thank you to the maid, a very attractive elven male enters, dressed in a turquoise colored tightly cut pair of pants with huge flairs and ruffles below the knee. A light blue satin shirt with many frills peeks from beneath a pale pink surcoat with tails. He strides to his seat, carrying a matching dark blue cane with a large blue onyx stone as the handle - obviously for ornamentation only. Removing a cap adorned with small pink moons and a matching blue onyx, he performs a deep bow to Olana and K'nara, "It is a pleasure to be in the company of lady adventurers again, hail and well met." Replacing his cap, he continues, "And to you all, for whatever purpose the Gold Dragons have invited us here, I'm sure your presence can do nothing but increase our honor. Please call me Jus." He looks around for a moment, making sure all ladies are seated, and then seats himself -- obviously comfortable in this environment.
Fluet Sunday July 4th, 1999 5:42:59 AM
Finding his own name card, he compared his bright yellow pantaloons, orange and blue argyle leggings, purple and white striped shirt with ruffled lace, and dark blue boots and hat to some of the newcomers. He leaned over to Ingrge and said, "What, is this Heroes' Night at Gold Dragon castle?"
Onrad Sunday July 4th, 1999 6:21:59 AM
A short man wearing twin long sword enters the room. He's not bulky with muscles, but rather stands poised there, as if he could move instantly in any direction at a moment's notice. His leggings are yellow with red pantaloons. His shirt is yellow with red trim. The buttons are actual rubies. His hat is a red floppy three pointed affair with hanging tassles. He gets red boots that curl up at the end with tassles hanging from them as well. He says totally seriously "Greetings all. I'm Onrad Pryderi and I'm about to run away and join the fairy circus. Wanna join me?" Then after a moment to make you wonder if he meant it, he breaks out into a condident smile and says, "These clothes are a riot!" He then begins moving through the room introducing himself. It's evident he's experienced and has the look about him that he comes from an upper class upbringing.
Aeglos Sunday July 4th, 1999 8:17:59 PM
Spys his name card and takes a seat.
Shadrach Monday July 5th, 1999 2:46:59 AM
"Don't take this wrong, but, uh...there seems to be more than Three of you."
Teko Monday July 5th, 1999 4:21:59 AM
A little gnome -and what other kind is there?- steps up to the table and says with a grin, "Perhaps I was overlooked in the initial counting." He bows low and his silken robe seems to subtley change colors as he straightens up and comes back into view. His hat, fitted precariously upon his head, is almost as tall as the gnome himself and swirls upward to a point from which a rather large ball tangles. "I am Teko, skilled as illusionist and rogue. At your service." He smiles and seats himself.
DM Monday July 5th, 1999 4:27:59 AM
A few minutes later, a group of musicians set up in the right wing of the room behind The Misfit's seats and begins to play softly. The candleabra on the tables is lit. The side doors behind The Three open and waiters and waitresses dressed in White with gold tails enter carrying all manner of appetizers, fruits and meats, as well as bottles of the unbelievably expensive Blue Wines of Gnowsy Overdale!! They begin to pour and serve taking any special orders the guests have. The lighting darkens slightly accenting the golden reflections of everything in the room.
Manfred Monday July 5th, 1999 5:04:59 AM
Manfred supervises everything. After everything is set, he opens the door one more time. "Gentlepersons of The Noble Races, I present The Gold Dragons." Behind him you just see glinting gold. It reflects in the lighting blinding the room with reflected candle and torchlight. They sweep into the room exuding confidence as well as friendliness. First into the room is Valdor and Mordred arm in arm, followed by Raven in a row by himself, looking huge - - giant even. Next comes Grey and Roscoe evidently stopping in the middle of a conversation as they enter the banquet hall. Following them is Joe Hand looking lonely and serious for a moment, but smiling warmly as he sees his friends from The Emerald Kingdom. Next is Marlowe and Jandar both resplendant in their priestly attire followed by Guido the Dwarf gruff, but with joy showing in his eyes. Next comes Rowan the Druid and Diomedes the Archer, beaming and looking around as they see Gold Dragon Castle for the first time. Next comes Oddyseus the Master Thief resplendant in the most amazing looking golden trimmed black leather armor you've ever seen walking beside. Last into the banquet hall is Aries the Survivor beside Sir Mycroft who looks over the room with a discerning eye approving of his well laid plans. The group travels the room, exchanging warm greetings with those they know and introducing themselves to everyone and getting to know those they don't yet know. Without anyone truly noticing, the lighting in the room grows brighter with the increased conversation and the music more joyous. Warm feelings are exchanged in this truly magical moment. For the moment, all is right with The Wold and all problems forgotten.
Valdor Monday July 5th, 1999 5:11:59 AM
As he enters sweeping into the room, he smiles a huge grin, walking hugely in powerful strides, dressed in a red and gold outfit. It is sleeveless showing his muscles upon muscles, as is his style, the red being the holy red of Caeroldra, Goddess of Love and the mother of his daughter Valdorra, whose picture he wears in a overly large brooch arond his neck. She is now a precocious two and looks radiant with her winning smile, inherited from her mother, and her blond hair, lighter than Valdor's, but just as shiny. He carries two swords that seem to be showing off like their master themselves, each, one at a time, slowly sliding out of their scabbards a bit - - seeming to look around the room and take in the sights before receding again as Valdor grins down at them. He shows everyone the picture of his daughter at least 3 times glowing in his pride of her. "She's currently in The Floating City in the temple of her mother," he confides. "I'm going to see her tomorrow! I've bought her a small white horse! I hope she likes it." A small look of concern crosses his battle worn features. "I'm not spoiling her do you think?"
Jandar Monday July 5th, 1999 5:35:59 AM
"Get to know me Domi!" he shouts as he enters. He is dressed in solid gold of varying shades. A black wrestlers sash circles his waist tied in front in the traditionl manner. His holy symbol, the crossed swords of Domi, shines as the centerpiece of his outfit hanging hugely from his neck. "This is a grand occasion. Not only because of our outstanding guests, but truly this is the first time we've all been here together for anything since..." His face gets serious for a moment. "Since the week we lost Shafbaffum to the Sea Devils just after Claudia's death." He shakes his head. "Tough times, those." Then as if by a decision, he smiles confidently and says, "But By Domi, this is a grand evening! Worthy of the Great God of War himself. Welcome! Be of great joy!" As he talks he slaps his comrades and guests alike in the back with a powerful stroke of love and tenderness, causing more than one to spill their expensive drinks to which he just laughs, a deep laugh from deep in his barrel like chest. "ho Ho HO! Have some more my friend!"
Oddyseus Monday July 5th, 1999 5:55:59 AM
Oddyseus enters taking to the side of Valdor softly greeting each person they pass. He looks very uncomfortable doing this although you see him look around at his friends occasionally. Once he breaks his grim visage and smiles at the scene. It comes off looking more like a sneer. Valdor catches him in the act and engulfs him in a big bear hug. When Oddyseus is able to extricate himself, his eyes are tearing, probably from the strength of the hug. Oddyseus, plays at straightening his clothes and feels the need to be alone for a bit. Using his skills at stealth, he blends into a column. A few minutes later, he is in his seat unobtrusive, downing his wine, filling his glass, and downing it again. He nods shyly at anyone who speaks to him or catches his eye.
Onrad Monday July 5th, 1999 6:02:59 AM
Onrad stands as the Gold Dragons enter the room and gapes at the procession not realizing that there were so many of them. "Greetings! I'm Onrad Pryderi of the family Pryderi from White Hawk. I'm honored to meet each of you. Your hospitality has been very generous. I am at your service. He finds himself watching Greymalk, realizing by the way he walks that this person is the quickest man he's ever met and could teach him much about using his dexterity to it's best advantage. He makes a mental note to try and engage the hero in conversation before the evening is out. He continues to mingle using the skills he learned as a lad, many times in a most painful way.
Marlowe Monday July 5th, 1999 4:54:59 PM
It seems as if Marlowe has cleaned himself up especially for the evening. His robes are so white the seem to glow. Perhaps they really do glow with magic. You can't be sure. Over this he wears a sash of red trimmed in gold. His normally unkempt dirty hair has been recently washed and is pulled back in a pony tail, but strands are already beginning to work themselves loose. He attempts to brush them back on occasion with his ink stained fingers but to no avail. He finds his seat after nearly tripping over his robe and smiles at the assembled group.. You all immediately wish that he hadn't done so. His teeth are those of a street bum. Gaping black spaces between crooked yellow teeth. Nonetheless, his sleepy eyes radiate peace and friendliness. They also speak of a frighteningly intelligent and wise mind beneath the horrible exterior.
Nonam Monday July 5th, 1999 4:59:59 PM
As the drinks are poured, Nonam's and those around him find that theirs bubble. The mage takes no notice and presses his hands down on his glass til it glows of its own accord. He stands and lifts the glass above his head, "A toast to friends and heroes. May all our names live in song for generations." He winks at Onrad and sits back down.
Mycroft Monday July 5th, 1999 5:34:59 PM
Mycroft enters and stands by the doorway while the others take their seats. Something about him seems irrestible to the ladies. One of the finest example of a man you've ever seen or heard about. He's obviously one of the most attractive men in the room and quite strong, but there's something else about him that's indefinable. After waiting a few moments, he hands his hat to Manfred while saying something that makes the steward beam with delight. Then he walks forward with a simple elegant grace. He seems to radiate nobility. Everything about the young elf is elegant. His clothes are styled much like Ingrge's or Fluet's, but they are much more tasteful in color scheme. Everything is a deep royal blue trimmed in gold. He wears an amulet of some sort with a bright red ruby that adds just the right touch to the blue of his clothes. He wears several rings. All of them are obviously quite valuable, yet the don't scream gaudy as you might expect. One ring in particular catches several eyes. It features a deep blue stone set in platinum and is obviously of ancient dwarven make. For weapons he carries a single narrow sabre. The basket hilt of which is finely wrought gold. He, like all the Gold Dragons, is obviously accustomed to its presence. As he reaches his seat, he bows deeply to the group and says, "I'd like to welcome all of our guests to our humble home." He then follows along with the other Gold Dragons introducing himself to everyone and finding out a little about everyone in the room.
Figment Monday July 5th, 1999 8:09:59 PM
greets the "Misfits" being as polite as possible - wondering why they are here as they are clearly an inferior group and no match for the Three. But of course, both together are nothing to the Gold Dragons... Troubled the warrior ponders "So why - why would they have us here. What are we to them? A dragon and now the greatest adventuring group in the Wold? Hmmm... Who cares! I love it. Maybe we're just that good! (failed Wisdom check)". As the Gold Dragons enter he stands amazed. He notices Valdor's strength and wonders if he could beat him in arm wrestling. "And those swords...:)". He makes an effort to meet all the Gold Dragons and learns the names of all of them with deliberate effort. "I may be dumb but I'm not stupid!" he muses. He makes sure and study the weapons of all in the room and how they are wearing them and seats himself at his spot and waits - even the food is not enticing him too much - wondering why the Three have been summoned.
Figment Monday July 5th, 1999 8:38:59 PM
looks to the others and says "Surely we can do better than 'Misfits'"... he delights in the return of the one known as K'nara. He introduces himself with grace "Good evening my dear, your comrades thought you dead! They mourned you a great deal and missed you terribly. You have wonderful friends. My name is Figemtary - or Figment. I met your friends on the road to this city. I consider myself very lucky to be accepted as a fellow adventurer - I hope we can be friends as well!". As The Three enter he is taken aback. "This is indeed a suprise! The Three of the Floating City, here?". Before the introductions begin he makes sure the 'Misfits' know who The Three are. "They have performed several HUGE services for New Elanna - not the least of which was to infiltrate the Dark Lords army and destroy his best adventuring group. We are indeed among the best tonight!" - after the entrance of the Gold Dragons and introductions are made - in his usually delightful way - Figment seats himself and wonders... "Something's going on here. This is NOT a normal meeting." To the 'Misfits' he whispers "Something big is about to happen. The Gold Dragons all here together and The Three as well? It's not normal. The Gold Dragons haven't been together in a long time - and The Three are not out adventuring. Keep your eyes out - this is going to be a huge night! I can't imagine that they'd want us here. They want something - I can feel it.". Figment tries to listen to anything the any of the Gold Dragons are saying to each other or to their guests - trying to catch on to ANYTHING that might tip their hand.
Gareth Monday July 5th, 1999 8:40:59 PM
Oops! The first Figment entry is Gareth - sorry.
Ingrge Monday July 5th, 1999 9:09:59 PM
Ingrge stands proud and solemn, shaking hands firmly, and determined to be unfazed by all these people. He offers his name along with a slight nod, and looks them directly in the eye. As Figment muses aloud, Ingrge says, "Want something, you think? Hmph...well let's see." And with that he retakes his seat and will eat and drink frugally.
Olana Monday July 5th, 1999 9:17:59 PM
The forest elf can't help but be totally dazzled with all that goes on around her. All these people! All this finery! She smiles politely when introducing herself, warming to those she knows already. Nevertheless, it takes a great effort not to just bolt for the door. Thanking Shad for helping her into her chair, she watches and listens, taking it all in. Her trembling hands she places firmly in her lap, and finds herself hardly able to eat a thing.
Teko Tuesday July 6th, 1999 4:03:59 AM
Teko energetically stands and blurts aloud, "This is far grander than I had imagined!" But as he sees the others begin take notice, he suddenly stops, turning a bright shade of red, and quickly sits down.
Shadrach Tuesday July 6th, 1999 4:29:59 AM
Like Olana, the sailor was somewhat overwhelmed by the personalities that mingled among them as he stood to recieve them. He stared in amazement at everything, the clothes, the fantastic weaponry, the gorgeous jewelry, the intelligence, beauty and strength of the Gold Dragons was unreal. He felt like he'd drank too much and dreamed he walked among young Ghods. With a frown, he greeted Grey and Joe. "I gotta find the fountain of goodlooks these guys' been drinkin' from," he muttered, fingering his own malformed face. The more radiant and joyous the assembly seemed, the more he worried, til he was eyeing the servants with suspicion. He said to the declared Three (and more),"So how'd you end up going after the Darklord?"
Fluet Tuesday July 6th, 1999 4:32:59 AM
He gladly shook hands with the Three and the Gold Dragons. "I've sung songs about you!" he had to say to most of them. Looking over the heroes, he had to add, "Why are there so few women here?"
Mycroft Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:06:59 AM
Mycroft give a discreet not to Valdor and the other Gold Dragons and they begin to make their way to their seats.
Valdor Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:09:59 AM
Valdor stands looking serious for a moment and says, "Welcome to our home! I always get stuck with this speaking and representing stuff and am not very good at it so I threatened my dear friend Mordred into doing it for me. Mordred?" Valdor sits as Mordred looks up at him with a total look of surprise on his face. Valdor looks back with that irrepressable grin and sips his wine.
Jus Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:14:59 AM
Although inwardly awed meeting ALL the Gold Dragons, Jus keeps his composure and greets them genteelly. He spends a few extra moments talking with Diomedes on Archery techniques and Fletching.
Mordred Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:15:59 AM
Mordred stands and thinks for a second as if remembering something that happened a long time ago. Then he raises haunted eyes and speaks. "Gentle Persons, you are all extremely welcome here in our home this important evening. We are at your service. But we would be remiss if we didn't remember to The Gods those who are not with us this evening and those who have passed on into the afterlife. Let us toast those we miss." He pauses and then continues, "A toast then....to Clangden Swiftaxe who continues to guard the northern entrance to the Underdark and the World of the Drow." The others echo "To Clangden." Mordred looks around the assemblage to see if anyone else has a toast to a comrade missed or deceased.
Oddyseus Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:16:59 AM
In a soft voice, Oddyseus says, "To Koltar Bloodbath. May he walk with the gods." Everyone echoes "To Koltar."
Valdor Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:18:59 AM
"To Belgos and Odo Furryfoot. Friends of Wold." The chorus answers "Hear! Hear!"
Roscoe Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:19:59 AM
"To Stephon Happytongue! Still traveling the Wold. May he never find the end of it!" The guests answer, "To Stephon."
Valdor Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:21:59 AM
"To my daughter, whom I miss very much...and whom I'll see tomorrow!" The crowd echoes, "To Valdorra."
Raven Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:22:59 AM
"Really Valdor? Holy Lem, none of us knew you had a daughter. That's huge!" Everyone laughs for a minute breaking the building seriousness.
Greymalk Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:24:59 AM
"To Shafbaffum, former High Mage and friend. May he be alive, sane, and grumpy wherever he is!" The crowd enthusiascally chants, "To Shafbaffum!"
Aries Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:40:59 AM
As his fellow gold dragons toast to the memories of lost friends, Aries stands off to one corner by himself. He is dressed in a dark green leather tunic and breeches, trimmed with gold trimming, and a lighter green cloak, also trimmed with gold. He carried a longbow strapped to his back, along with a quiver of arrows of various colors. His expression is unreadable.
Guido Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:47:59 AM
"To all out fallen friends!" Guido yells. The dwarf is dressed in golden armor, with a huge axe strapped to his back. on his head is a helmet with a 3 inch spike, sharpened to a razor edge. At the tip of the spike a golden light filles the room. "I need more ale! Where is the ale?!?"
Mycroft Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:01:59 PM
The elf lifts his glass and looks at Joe with sympathy as he says, "To King Claudia and her children."
Nonam Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:03:59 PM
Nonam goes through the motions as he tries to record all personalities to faces.
Figment Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:44:59 PM
sits quietly and toasts all who are mentioned - as he knows of all of them. He restrains himself from offering a toast as any would seem small compared to those offered.
Gareth Tuesday July 6th, 1999 6:46:59 PM
Unable to come up with any names, he raises his glass - never missing an opportunity to have another swallow of ale. But thinks of Flaust as the toasts are made.
Shadrach Tuesday July 6th, 1999 8:04:59 PM
The human drank and added his own quiet murmur to the toasts while keeping an eye on those suspicious servants. He was glad the elf had remembered Claudia. He'd've felt too presumptious to speak. He whispered to his own party, "See that guy off in the corner? Aries? Don't look at him! I heard he was dead for awhile too."
Flueterflam Tuesday July 6th, 1999 8:13:59 PM
Just watches and toasts, enjoying everything. Mentally, he began to compose something to record this night.
Ingrge Tuesday July 6th, 1999 8:15:59 PM
Ingrge follows the toasts. If he had some of his own, there was no way he was going to blurt them out in such auspicious company. Following Shad's eyes he takes a glance at the one stood apart from the rest. "Hmmmm," he says quietly. "Well he doesnt look dead at the moment."
Olana Tuesday July 6th, 1999 8:21:59 PM
Olana also sees the one named Aries stood apart from the rest, and wonders. Maybe he was as uncomfortable with all this as she was....and then again maybe not. With an effort, she turns back to the table and attempts to join in a few conversations,smiling cheerfully. After all - it would not be polite to do otherwise. She was an invited guest in this magnificent place after all.
Onrad Tuesday July 6th, 1999 8:22:59 PM
"To Kat, once of our troupe. May she be safe and happy. And Gareth's family about whom I"m sure he's too humble to mention. May they also be safe. Selah!"
Rowen Tuesday July 6th, 1999 9:23:59 PM
A figure in grey robes enters, he carries an oak staff with vines of mistletoe running from its top to the bottom.
Aeglos Tuesday July 6th, 1999 9:24:59 PM
" I don't believe I have ever been in the company of this many legendary people at once before. "
Jus Tuesday July 6th, 1999 10:28:59 PM
Bringing up these names reminds Jus of the shock and tragedy on the first day of their adventuring... so long ago it seems. "To Korok, our first compatriot to die in battle."
Gareth Tuesday July 6th, 1999 11:20:59 PM
"Here here!" as he toasts. "It's been a long time..."
Teko Wednesday July 7th, 1999 2:10:59 AM
As Teko begins to settle into the moment, he carefully studies the faces of all these strangers. He studies their gestures and voices, mentally rehearsing them in his imagination...
Aries Wednesday July 7th, 1999 2:42:59 AM
pulls out a large golden coin and begins rubbing it between his fingers. he gazes at all of the gold dragons, with his gaze lingering on Valdor for a moment, then he waves to a servent for a glass of ale
Guido Wednesday July 7th, 1999 2:53:59 AM
walks up to Valdor "Hey, remember when we killed those four blue dragons a few years age? I hope you still dont hold a grudge because i killed 3 of them while you only got one! Here, let me make it up to you buy buying you an ale! Ale, i nedd Ale for Valdor!"
Tericus Wednesday July 7th, 1999 2:56:59 AM
whispers to Aeglos as they find their seats "Some of these guys i heard were dead! And some of them havent been heard from for years! I wonder why they have all gathered? Something is up."
Joe Wednesday July 7th, 1999 7:35:59 AM
Ath the mention of his wife and children Joe's face looses all merryment and he turns away from the group as he swallows his wine, then his head snaps up as a familiar pounding sound comes from down the hall. His face lights up in a huge smile.
Raven and Greymalk Wednesday July 7th, 1999 7:40:59 AM
The pounding sounds like the steps of a giant walking through the halls. A booming giant voice echos throught the hall! "I won't fit thgough that door, when are they going to make the doors bigger in here!!!" Then a second voice not nearly as loud says "Damm it Raven, how many times do I have to tell you to turn those things off inside!!" The first one then replies "Sorry" and the booming stops. The two figures step around the corner then. One a tall elf that seems to be the only one to come close to matching Valdors size. He wears an ornate sword over his shoulder. The other is a man of avrage hight and grey silver gray hair. He has a small purple rat on his shoulder.
Greymalk Wednesday July 7th, 1999 7:41:59 AM
The elf snatches a glass from a passing serving girl and shouts to Mycroft, a sad toast my friend, I have a better one. "Death to FLAME!!"
Valdor Wednesday July 7th, 1999 8:49:59 AM
To those who evidently exited and reentered wanting even more attention, Valdor says, "No more wine for those guys. I think they've had enough. Perhaps some food would help." ::clap! clap:: "Bring on the main course!!"
Manfred Wednesday July 7th, 1999 8:56:59 AM
Manfred swings open a section of wall along the left side of the room and the waiters and waitresses bring out the main course: Roasted Beasts: wild boar, veal, giant lobster, and giant frog with fried fruits and fresh vegetables. Fresh spring water from Pixie Springs in Culverwood as well as a light green wine from the Windbourne Hills is served.
Mordred Wednesday July 7th, 1999 8:58:59 AM
"Thanks Manfred. Dig in folks!" Conversaion begins again sporadically as the feeding commences.
Shadrach Wednesday July 7th, 1999 9:00:59 AM
Shad smirked, thinking of another dragon he'd like to declare death to. When the food came he ate heartily, but drank sparingly, not daring to get himself drunk when disaster loomed so close.
Flueterflam Wednesday July 7th, 1999 9:02:59 AM
Looking at Gareth and Onrad, "So how'd you get your invitation to dinner?"
Nonam Wednesday July 7th, 1999 5:20:59 PM
Nonam lifts up his water glass for a sip, frowns since it's still bubbling, but takes a drink anyway. He eats his food and wonders why everybody wants to waste time tonight.
K'Nara Illutu Wednesday July 7th, 1999 5:32:59 PM
Overcome at the genuine emotion she perceives and feels herself at the reunion with her fellow travel companions, the tall female fighter grins, hugging each of them effusively until Figment introduces himself. Blinking, K'Nara looks the newest member of her much-missed troupe, then, too, hugs him. All the other heroes of the evening enter and are introduced, so the routine of nodding, smiling and curtseying take up what little time there would have been for any explanations on her part. The shades of green silk with touches of glittering gold trim K'Nara wears hold their own in the company of colorful diners, and reveal the athletically-built warrior woman to be worthy of her family's heritage of producing attractive people (for humans! ;D). She sits and listens to the various toasts and well-wishes from the others, thinking upon what she could--and would--add as her own. Finally, just before the first of the food arrives, K'Nara stands, bearing her goblet aloft in her right hand, and toasts with deceptive good humor: "To the present ruler of the Emerald Kingdom, my friends...for having the dubious wisdom to be the cause of his own downfall by bringing together, in his Folly, the band of Misfits that will eventually kick his sorry green butt out of that country...but mostly, to the group of adventurers that I hope one day may call themselves...The Emerald Dragons." All who listen can easily hear the deadly intentions towards Parnoth in K'Nara's toast, as well as the heartfelt hopes for her fellow members of the Emerald Kingdom group.
Mycroft Wednesday July 7th, 1999 5:33:59 PM
"Well on to some of the business at hand this evening. First of all, the Misfits... you guys really call yourselves that?... Anyway, we called you here for helping out Greymalk and Joe Hand when they entered the Emerald Kingdom. This dinner is in your honor." He raises a glass once again and drains off some more wine, "And of course we have gifts for our guests. Now we've debated for some time what we should give you. We are agreed that you need some more potent magic items, and we'd like to provide them. But we disagree as to how this should be done. Valdor thinks we should provide you with credit at the Catacombs so you can select your own items. This seems impersonal to me, and I wanted to present you with the items as gifts directly from us. Long story short, we could come to no agreement, and Marlowe suggested that we simply ask you what you prefer. So cold impersonal credit, or a warm friendly gift straight from the Gold Dragons?"
Figment Wednesday July 7th, 1999 7:04:59 PM
grins large as K'Nara bear hugs him - not really wanting her to stop... the cagey mage smiles at the words of Mycroft. He pauses for a moment, clears his throat, stands and then speaks "This dinner is indeed a great honor. I was not part of the grand battle in the Emerald Kingdom of which you speak but have since been becoming part of this group. I would not be inclined to accept a gift for myself for a deed never done, but I would strongly suggest to my friends that they accept the wisdom of the Gold Dragons and recieve from you a personal gift of your choosing instead of a choice made by us. You all are FAR more experienced and know more of what lies ahead of us as we travel in the Wold. You would do a better job of choosing. Of course, I leave it to my comrades to make the final decision."
Gareth Wednesday July 7th, 1999 7:11:59 PM
smiles when Fluet comes by. "We got a summons from a courrier to come here. I don't know why yet. I hope we find out tonight.". When he meets K'Nara, he admires her seeing that she is indeed a trained and balanced swordsman. "You carry your weapon well. A true warrior you must be.". When she toasts he wonders quietly "Just how many dragons are there out there? We seem to be running into those who have encountered them.". Gareth loses some of his concern as to why they are here as he feasts on the main course - until Mycroft begins to speak. He stops and waits for the other foot to fall - feeling something big is coming.
Onrad Wednesday July 7th, 1999 7:57:59 PM
Onrad, trying to be helpful, but ending up meddling mostly as he brainstorms a little to loud to himself, "The Emerald Lizards? The Green Giants? The Emerald's Thorns? Blades of our Discontentment? Green With Envy? Righteous Green Anger? The Dragon Cons? The Kill the Green Dragon Consortium? Wag the Dragon? The Green Scales of Justice? Green Blood Flowing? The Green Nightmares? The Green Mean Fighting Machine?" He shuts up as Nonam looks at him with a killing stare. "No offense intended, uh Misfits."
Valdor Wednesday July 7th, 1999 8:07:59 PM
Valdor stifles a guffaw as he hears Onrad's suggestions.
Brother Jandar Wednesday July 7th, 1999 8:08:00 PM
Brother Jandar gives Valdor a stare sobering him immediately. He mouths, "Sorry."
Ingrge Wednesday July 7th, 1999 10:45:59 PM
Ingrge raises his glass to K'Nara's toast, listening to her suggestion of a title to the group, and then to Onrad's outpourings. "Hmm....." he says. "Emerald Dragons seems a bit to grand for me, but I heard someone mention thorns. I like the sound of thorns. The Emerald Thorns, perhaps." He smiles to himself a little on finishing. As to Mycroft's question, he hesitates. "Well, thats all very nice, and thank you" he says quietly, a little embarrassed."Perhaps you could choose. This is something I'm not used to."
Olana Wednesday July 7th, 1999 10:52:59 PM
Olana blushes a little as Mycroft tells of the gifts. "Oooh, well thankyou," she says. "This is most unexpected. And for myself, I think a gift you have chosen would be of more value to me." She chuckles at Ingrge's name suggestion. "You know - that might work. Unless someone has a better idea."
Diomedes Thursday July 8th, 1999 2:59:59 AM
An average but muscular man with a morning star enters. He walks to Rowen and the begin a conversation about the past.
Aeglos Thursday July 8th, 1999 3:01:59 AM
To Ter.," I don't understand why we would be needed for something so great it requires all of these heros."
Onrad Thursday July 8th, 1999 5:30:59 AM
"Ya know, sometimes the dragon wags the tail. Other times, perhaps, the tail wags the dragon." You guys have "bitten" into a huge destiny here. I wish you the luck of the Gods."
Shadrach Thursday July 8th, 1999 6:38:59 AM
Shad had a brief thought-If I set the tablecloth afire with the candles, I can use the distraction to run out the door-while looking extremely embarrassed at the amount of attention they were getting. He scrunched his fancy green shirt (wondering why it hadn't changed color in awhile) before saying, "What's in a name? Parnoth brought us together, and he called us Puppets. We couldn't FIT well in his society and became thorns in his side." He grinned briefly. "Now we've been banished from his kingdom on pain of death, and he promises more trouble. But I swore an oath and won't abandon it lightly." He looked briefly at his fellows. "As for me, I would gladly treasure a broken magic sword given by the Gold Dragons more than any magic merchant's trident."
Flueterflam Thursday July 8th, 1999 6:45:59 AM
"Well, we might become the Emerald Dragons someday, you never know!" the bard added. "Or we could just keep changing our name."
Jus Thursday July 8th, 1999 7:08:59 AM
Talking quitely to Nonam, wondering if you have to kill a dragon to become a dragon. "The one we met was rather enjoyable. I don't have any ill feelings towards him." Chuckling, he adds while motioning towards Onrad, "Then again, he did stick us with our court jester."
Joe Thursday July 8th, 1999 7:31:59 AM
Joe and Grey step foreward ready to bestow gifts upon their saviors. Joe speaks. "Adventurers, I thank you and am indebted to you more than you will ever know for helping me to see my Claudia on this the first Anniversry of her death."
K'Nara Thursday July 8th, 1999 4:23:59 PM
Having sat down and thought about the subject, K'Nara has to smile about the variety of nommes du guerre spouted by Onrad. "I suggested Emerald Dragons because I'm certain such a grandiose name not only acknowledges the Gold Dragons whom have inspired us, but would doubtless p--ahem...tick off ol' Parnoth himself (being green and all)...but Emerald Thorns has a nice ring to it, too." The warrior woman nodded acknowledgement of Ingrge's suggestion, then listened to the question of credit versus gift, her introspective contemplation of the ring on her finger--the one Grey had given her--evincing a small (perhaps even tender?) smile. "I have...an item to remember the Gold Dragons by, but as Olana, Ingrge and Shadrach have said--I would appreciate the thought behind the gift made to us ever so much more." The nod in Joe and Grey's direction causes the fillet of gold mesh that binds K'Nara's russet hair to flash momentarily as the metal catches the light. "I know I'm curious to see what these legendary heroes feel is appropriate for my group."
Figment Thursday July 8th, 1999 4:54:59 PM
watches Joe and Grey as they bestow their gifts, happy for his newly found companions.
Tericus Thursday July 8th, 1999 4:58:59 PM
to Aeglos, "I know what you mean. It is a little overwhelming, with all these heros surrounding us. And they requested for us to be here! I hope we live up to your groups reputation."
Guido Thursday July 8th, 1999 4:59:59 PM
working on his fourth mug of ale "Let me choose their gifts!"
Mycroft Thursday July 8th, 1999 5:07:59 PM
"Very well then. Gifts for the Thorny Green Misfits." He nods to Joe and Greymalk, and they bring forth a few chests that were positioned around the room. "For the well spoken Shadrach, I believe that we have an enchanted trident (+2). Valdor took it from a Sahaugin slain in during the battle to save Shaffbaffum. For K'nara, Grey has found a sword suitable for one that follows his calling," Greymalk strides toward K'nara mutters a command word and flames erupt from the blade. Mycroft continues, "It is aptly called Flame Tongue. Treat it well. For Olana, Aries has crafted a shortbow (+2) for you which Marlowe and Joe have then enchanted. With some practice you may even be able to shoot as good as me. Next we have Ingrge Nightseer. For you Roscoe has a wand..." Roscoe vigorously shakes his head back and forth in a no as Joe pulls a staff from out of the goody boxes. Mycroft continues, "Make that staff. Apparently it is a good fighting staff (+1), but it also can protect you while you use it (+1). Roscoe is also certain that it possesses other magical properties, but you will have to discover those over time." Roscoe stands up and whispers to Mycroft, "Oh, he tells me that he has discovered one of its powers. It will create the spell 'color spray' when you hold it and say "Shadinhue." Next the magical bard, Flueterflam. For you we have a Horn of Collapsing." Valdor pops up, "Be careful with that. I tried to learn to play using it, but rocks always fell on me. Maybe you can do better." Mycroft, "And finally Figment. Though you have only recently joined this group, you must be prepared if you are to journey with them. So the mages among us consented to allow you to copy any five spells that you currently have the ability to cast from their collections. Perhaps you will also share your knowledge with your companions. I believe that does it. Didn't leave anyone out did I? Thank you all once again." Mycroft nods to Valdor and sits back down.
Figment Thursday July 8th, 1999 5:42:59 PM
Upon hearing the announcement that the group helped Joe meet Claudia he gasps - but quickly recovers - knowing the story. When the stunned mage hears that he will get to learn 5 new spells he rises and bows in appreciation. I was not aware of the significance of the deed which these fine adventurers have done for you. I am both honered to be counted among them and I am in your debt for your fine gift. I hope I can repay your kindness some time in the future.".
Aeglos Thursday July 8th, 1999 8:20:59 PM
" My best friend is a dragon, so I am interested to see what these gold dragons are like."
Diomedes Thursday July 8th, 1999 8:21:59 PM
" So Rowen, how has Culverwood been? "
Rowen Thursday July 8th, 1999 8:22:59 PM
" Not bad, Diomedes, I have just been up to normal daily routine though. I had enough adventure long ago."
Onrad Thursday July 8th, 1999 8:42:59 PM
To Jus, "These guys don't do anything small do they? I like that. I wanna be like that. Remember when I was fussing earlier about us becoming more professional and planning head more? When I kinda raised the performance bar for us? Well, I think it just got raised again. Nothing short of someday being where this group is now, is acceptable. I feel a 5 year plan coming on."
Raven Thursday July 8th, 1999 10:14:59 PM
"I know what you mean Rowen, I think I am to big to adventure now. I make to much noise in the dungeons. Scraping my head on the top of the cellings and all."
Gareth Thursday July 8th, 1999 10:35:59 PM
muses to himself "All these gifts from all these beings of power. I wonder why they care so much? Makes no sense to me. But I'll sure take them!". To Onrad's observation the perplexed warrior says "A 5 year plan? I'm more worried about getting a good night's sleep now that dinner is taken care of!"
Ingrge Thursday July 8th, 1999 11:23:59 PM
Standing and giving a solemn bow, Ingrge accepts the staff reverently. "Thank you," he says,with just the hint of a delighted smile on his face.He then moves the staff from hand to hand, nodding in quiet satisfaction, before returning to his seat.
Flueterflam Thursday July 8th, 1999 11:25:59 PM
Fluet seemed overwhelmed by everything. "I can't tell you how much this means to me! Thank you all!" Fluet looked at Valdor, "I didn't know you played an instrument."
Olana Thursday July 8th, 1999 11:26:59 PM
Olana's face lights up in a big smile as she receives the gift of the bow. "Ooooh, this is wonderful! Thankyou!" she exclaims, blue eyes wide with delighted astonishment.
Shadrach Thursday July 8th, 1999 11:32:59 PM
Shad flushed red to his ears and came up to accept his gift. He bowed quickly and said,"Thank you." He hurried back to his seat, unable to say anything more. With a foolish grin he slapped Figment on the back, glad of his own good fortune.
Jus Friday July 9th, 1999 2:06:59 AM
Amazed to hear how the Emerald Green Thorny Misfits helped Joe, Jus is unusually quite. His surprise is easily increased as he hears the lavish gifts bestowed upon them. Now, his curiosity for why The Three were invited is REALLY strong.
Diomedes Friday July 9th, 1999 6:58:59 PM
shakes his head and laughs, " You are a big man raven. "
Teko Friday July 9th, 1999 9:11:59 PM
Teko at first appears to have disappeared, but no, he is hidden behind a large portion of food, eating and muttering with admiration, "Wonderful...VERY tasty...almost as good as my mother's!..."
Aries Saturday July 10th, 1999 8:24:59 AM
Nods to Olana.
Onrad Saturday July 10th, 1999 7:35:59 PM
Responds to Gareth, "It's a need to know kinda thing Gareth." Then he breaks down and laughs. "It does sound kinda silly doesn't it Gareth?" He turns back to Jus his face knotted in thoughts and plans. He grins the grin of one who is branstorming lofty thoughts and is determined to make them happen.
Gareth Sunday July 11th, 1999 2:17:59 AM
upon hearing Onrads scheming the perplexed warrior wonders if there was Dale Carnegie book in the Gold Dragon's library... :)
K'Nara Sunday July 11th, 1999 6:14:59 PM
For a moment, all K'Nara can do is blink amazed hazel eyes at the fiery sword the famed elven warrior is presenting to her. Then, curtseying most gracefully, she accepts the Flame Tongue, repeating the command word questioningly: "Lucia?" Greymalk nods apologetically as the fire goes out--seems that one command word controls activating *and* deactivating the Flame Tongue. K'Nara is clearly charmed, though. "LUCIA!" she cries, the sword flaming to life once more as she delightedly begins to dance with the blade, her movements all the more graceful for having been following Greymalk's own instructions all these weeks. Indulging in the Blade Song in this impromptu manner causes the silks she is dressed in to flare out and allow rather immodest peeks at the female fighter's body, but the flaming sword, also awhirl over her head, is giving off a light intense enough to rival daylight--practically blinding those present in the chamber. Greymalk's laugh and somebody's wry comment about needing a shadevisor brings K'Nara back to her surroundings. She halts her dance, murmuring "Lucia" once more. The flames die out. "Thank you, Greymalk, and you, too, Joe--and also my own heartfelt 'you're welcome' in return. I shall treasure this blade always."
Valdor Monday July 12th, 1999 5:40:59 AM
"All this treasure is making me hungry. Bring on the desserts!!" Manfred claps his hands three times and the kitchen doors open once again bringing out the dessert. A huge 6' Golden Dragon's Head open and ready to breath dominates a huge dessert table surrounded with ice-cream cake.
Manfred Monday July 12th, 1999 5:45:59 AM
"Please gentle ladies and men, let me explain the dessert. Simply lay your hand on the dragon's head and hold your place under the dragon's snout like this....and say the command word of the topping you'd like to come out of the mouth onto your cake. When you've have enough, simply say stop or say the next command word for the next topping you'd like. Enjoy!" He waves to all to come serve themselves.
Flueterflam Monday July 12th, 1999 7:27:59 AM
"Cherry! Chocolate! Whipped cream! Stop!" Fluet carried his chocolate cherry cake back to his seat and proceeded to finish it off. "Delicious!"
Shadrach Monday July 12th, 1999 7:30:59 AM
Shad sighed, watching K'Nara, before brightening at dessert. He chose cake and ice cream with whipped cream. While eating, he mumbled, "What if somebody had an emergency and left the topping thingie on? Imagine rushing off and coming back to a castle filled with whipped cream!"
Jus Monday July 12th, 1999 11:07:59 AM
Jus marvels at K'nara, openly appreciating the finess and beauty of her dance. Feeling honored at having witnessed her innocent pleasure, Jus finds himself standing to give another toast. "To the silken art of Flame-Tongue dancing, and to the party that has Wardd's double blessing of Olana and K'nara to grace it."
Valdor Monday July 12th, 1999 1:29:59 PM
Valdor's eyes light up as he overhears Shadrach's comment and he begins to grin hugely.
Mycroft Monday July 12th, 1999 1:30:59 PM
"Don't even think about it Valdor. Don't even think!!"
Valdor Monday July 12th, 1999 1:32:59 PM
"Hey I never do! You know that. I can see it now. Diving off of the spectator's gallery up above with a Feather Fall spell on to heighten the experience....invite all the orphans over to play. Hoody Hoo!"
Mordred Monday July 12th, 1999 1:33:00 PM
"Don't even think about it Valdor."
Valdor Monday July 12th, 1999 1:34:59 PM
Unrepentant, he goes over to the dragon dispenser and adds a huge hill of whipped cream to his half eaten cake. Then he goes and pulls up a chair across from K'nara and begins to flirt mightily avoiding his more serious comrades.
Gareth Monday July 12th, 1999 3:05:59 PM
is impressed by the she-warriors swordsman ship. He acknowleges Jus's toast. Then he piles on lots of whipped cream on his cake and then devours it.
Figment Monday July 12th, 1999 3:06:59 PM
smiles at the festivities and savours the thought of 5 new spells...
Ingrge Monday July 12th, 1999 6:58:59 PM
Ingrge abstains from dessert, preferring to sit and watch quietly, although he can't help smiling a little at Shad's comment.
Olana Monday July 12th, 1999 7:00:59 PM
Olana nods back to Aries, and smiles in gratitude, cradling her bow. At the toast she breaks into a smile and raises her glass.
K'Nara Monday July 12th, 1999 10:29:59 PM
After slipping the Flame Tongue into the finely-crafted scabbard that comes with it, K'Nara returns to the table, tying the scabbard into the position she is most used to having her sword--so that the blade is drawn with her right hand from behind her right shoulder. Thus her hands are free for the serving of dessert--her dish of ice cream nearly the size of Valdor's (!) by the time she finishes listing the various fruits, nuts and other garnishes to top the frozen confection. She easily eats her entire dessert even as she listens to Valdor's flattery, alternating between grinning at his style and rolling her eyes when he gets a little TOO unbelievable.
Tericus Tuesday July 13th, 1999 2:52:59 AM
"We are on dessert already? I don't remember eating dinner?"
Flueterflam Tuesday July 13th, 1999 3:39:59 AM
Fluet looked up, mumbling, "Muff if moot! Mree muh MEEF mummum." And nodded vigorously in emphasis.
Shadrach Tuesday July 13th, 1999 3:49:59 AM
Shad finally sat back and loosened his belt a knotch or two. "Ohhhh, what a feast!" He sipped wine while gazing at the Three (or More). "Well, I must say, I was almost expecting some sort of alliance against the old Dragon. The GDs could kill him, but can't 'cuz the Darklord and the whole humanoid country south would be a danger to safe travel. But now that Parnath's forcing the elves out, I thought someone'd want to take action. WE intend to harass him, but to be honest, we aren't going to be able to do much. I suppose the GDs have to wait on what the Lord Mayor's meeting with Parnoth shows."
Marlowe the Prophet Tuesday July 13th, 1999 5:34:59 AM
Marlowe turns to Shadrach. "I-I've sought Jantierri, m-many times c-c-concerning the people of the Emerald Kingdom. There will be a great group of heroes that will arise from that land to save their own people. That much has been fore-ordained. You may be that group, but not yet. Not yet." He stares at him hard as if reading her aura or soul and then withdraws into himself again and does not look at him again.
Mycroft Tuesday July 13th, 1999 6:37:59 AM
Mycroft moves to the head of center of the table and says, "If everyone will once again be seated with your desserts, we'll move on to the original purpose for this dinner tonight." He waits patiently for the last ones to serve themselves some dessert and to make their way to their seats. "Thank You. Valdor this honor resides with you I think. There's no passing the gold piece this time."
Valdor Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:19:59 AM
Valdor loses his grin and gets deadly serious. He stands. Looking in his eyes as he gazes around the room, you can see how he has slain dragons and worse. How dangerous and discerning he truly is under all that amazing innocence. He wears his battle face. "I'll do my best." He thinks for a minute and then says, "There is lots of evil in The Wold today. Here in New Elenna, we have the Dark Lord with his Earth Ring of Ascension and Parnoth who sold his ring of Ascension and Aisildur all on our west." He pauses on each one to let the significance of each situation sink in. "We have the dragons of Dragon Bay on the east trying always to escape through the Sentinel Boundaries." He pauses again. "We have the sea devils to the south with the Water Ring of Ascension they stole from us and High Mage Shafbaffum as well. No doubt if he lives, he is being forced to work for them." He pauses again. " Then there is the Drow below us with their Air Ring of Ascension. We're faced with evil and trouble in every place. And the case is the same for most of the other civilized lands. For too long have we sat and played at defeating these enemies. True, the army is much stronger that it was and there are adventurers once again flourishing in Plateau City. But the tasks asked of us are too great. We need to add to our ranks. We feel, that even though your number of adventures are few that they have been extremely noteworthy. You have that knack that only the best of the best have in that adventure finds you even when you go on vacation. Yes, we've been watching you. Closely. Ever since you set out for Izen. And we think you ready." He pauses again. Then he raises his arms high and his voice booms throughout the room. "Ready to become DRAGONS!!" His voice echoes. "We want you to join us as members of the Dragon Consortium!" Now don't answer now. Think. When this opportunity was bestowed...hey that's a big word....bestowed on us by the Red Dragons years ago, we were shaking in our boots - - probably the same as you are now. It's not an easy life. And it's not something that's just given. You must earn it. You must earn it by completing two missions that we will assign to you. These will be difficult and dangerous. Harder and against more powerful foes than you have yet faced. These adventures will not be told you ahead of time and must be accepted. Should you decide not to accept the mission, you do not earn your place beside us in the Dragon Consortium. Each mission must be completed successfully. If over half of you that are here today die or leave the group, not being able to handle your new challenges, we reserve the right to consider your efforts a failure. If you accept, however, and are successful with these two ventures, "The Three" will become full-fledged dragons and knights of the realm of the realm, pledged to the Kingdom of New Elenna, the High Lord Mayor, and stand for godness and the preservation of The Wold and it's noble races. With this responsibility comes international and otherworldly acclaim and infamy, a place in history, and unlimited opportunity. You, The Three, will then choose a new name, the name of a dragon type not currently in use by any existing Dragon or Wyrm Consortium Troupe!! Now." He pauses. "NOW!! Think. Decide! We and our guests from the Emerald Kingdom will retire down the hallway to the Castle Tavern to await your decision." He then motions to his comrades and the Misfits, picks up the remainder of his dessert and leads the way to the tavern.
Brother Jandar Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:21:59 AM
As he leaves he places his hand on Gareth's shoulders and says, "May the Gods of Wold bless your decisions this night." He holds the door for the others to leave and then closes the double doors."
DM Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:23:59 AM
Valdor leads the way down the hallway and through some swinging doors on the left side of that hallway and into the tavern. It is good sized with the bar on the left side of the room and several tables to the right. In the back there is a small stage. Unbelieveably, there is a bard here, the leader from the group in the banquet hall. He begins playing softly.
DM Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:25:59 AM
(The Three will now return to their own Game 1 Board for the discussion and decision to come. Game 3 will remain continue here with the Gold Dragons in their tavern relaxing and awaiting the decision of The Three.)
Valdor Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:26:59 AM
"Come! Enter! Enjoy yourselves. Drinks are on the house of course. What was the name of your group again?"
Flueterflam Tuesday July 13th, 1999 8:01:59 AM
Before they left the Three, Fluet clapped his hand on Onrad and shook Gareth's hand. "Congrats! I hope we do as well someday!"
Shadrach Tuesday July 13th, 1999 8:06:59 AM
Shad was quiet all the way to the bar. Marlowe's words, like any Prophet's, were disquieting. He wanted to ask if any of them would die in the struggles to come, but decided he didn't really want to know. The Misfits were unusual in that none of them had died yet. At Valdor's question, Shad avoided his gaze and looked at the others.
Ingrge Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:29:59 PM
Ingrge rose from the table and followed the others into the tavern area. Thanking Valdor and helping himself to a drink, he takes a seat and sighs. "Well," he says. "That was quite a crowd you had gathered there, Valdor.The entire thing was nothing like I've ever seen. As to our name ........hmmmm. I think we're still deciding. We've never really considered such formalities before ."
Figment Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:31:59 PM
In silence the mage watches as the news drops on the Three. Simply amazed at the chain of events this day: Going to the City to find adventure, finding a group to adventure with, meeting the mayor, dining with the Gold Dragons and acquiring new powers, and now watching as a seasoned group is offered a place in history! As he rises to leave he looks at the challenged group, bows, and says "Good luck to you all. This is a most auspiscious occasion. I am honored to have been here with you - no matter your decision.". He leaves with the others and seeks out Marlowe, Joe, and Mycroft to discuss his favorite topic: magic, methods of study and experimentation! Imagine, being able to talk with Joe, Mycroft, AND Marlowe - all at the same time! What an unimaginable opportunity. He also visits with them regarding the architecture of their home.
Gareth Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:33:59 PM
Sits. He accepts the encouragement of all as they leave with a very distracted look.
Olana Tuesday July 13th, 1999 7:50:59 PM
The elf enters the tavern, eyes everywhere, taking everything in, still a little bewildered by it all. Smiling brightly at Valdor she says "Oooooh, what a nice tavern, and we must thank you for your hospitality." On acquiring a glass of white wine she adds, "You know we've been talking a little amongst ourselves about a name. With a little further discussion I'm sure we could come up with something." She then sits down and nudges Shad lightly. "Something wrong?"
Shadrach Tuesday July 13th, 1999 8:24:59 PM
The human stirred and looked at Olana. "You remember when everyone was toasting their heroic dead? We didn't have anyone to toast. Cargo and Dokenor left on their own. None of those who've fought with us died. I'm just wondering how long our lucky streak will last."
Flueterflam Tuesday July 13th, 1999 8:36:59 PM
Fluet pulled out his lute and strummed lightly along with the bard, trying to pick up the song.
Pursis Wednesday July 14th, 1999 6:48:59 AM
"Greetings friend....no that's E minor sustained chord augmenting to A Major. There! Hey you're good. I'd love to learn some songs from your homeland. I've been lots of places, but not the Emerald Kingdom. Drop by the Mask Theatre here in town, I manage the place."
DM Jerry Wednesday July 14th, 1999 7:08:59 AM
Gareth and Jus open the doors of the Castle Tavern and the other members of The Three follow them spreading out in a line. Jus and Gareth look at each other to see who will speak first. They grin.
Gareth Wednesday July 14th, 1999 7:27:59 AM
Although his grin is a bit crooked and not nearly as pretty as Jus's he clears his throat and steps forward "OK, all, we have discussed the offer and... :) Jus here is going to tell you about it." He steps back and away with a sweep of his arm and looks to Jus. "Nonam would be so proud.".
Jus Wednesday July 14th, 1999 3:47:59 PM
Jus stands silent for a moment pondering Gareth's words. Will wonders never cease, Gareth isn't speaking for the group! With a slight chuckle, Jus attempt to address Valdor seriously. "As you may well know, a messenger just arrived with some disturbing news. News which has already pulled one of our treasured comrades from our midst." Looking down towards his feet, he continues. "It therefore saddens us that we must announce the following decision." After barely a minute of silence, unable to keep his excitement in check, he beams a childish grin to everyone present, "Saddens us to announce the decision without Nonam here, that is! Of course we accept! Wahoo!", he chortles, relishing the fun The Three will have in the coming days.
K'Nara Wednesday July 14th, 1999 5:04:59 PM
"So...the Three are now to be members of the Dragon Consortium, eh?" K'Nara's hazel eyes gleamed with merriment. "Congratulations, then...I'm hoping our group--we seem to be torn between the Emerald Thorns and the Emerald Kingdom Misfits--can convert someday to 'Emerald Dragons'...I can see that we have mighty big footsteps to follow." So saying, K'Nara holds out a delicately slippered foot and compares hers to the huge foot of Valdor, pretending to frown. "Hmmmmm...VERY mighty big!" She winks and turns to her fellow Emerald Kingdom natives. "We could compromise a bit--be the Emerald Misfits, with a green thorn as our symbol..?" She glances around to see how this latest suggestion flies...
Tericus Wednesday July 14th, 1999 6:47:59 PM
"This is a great honor that you have bestowed upon us. Terisalia's blessing be with us, and upon you all."
Aeglos Wednesday July 14th, 1999 6:49:59 PM
" I was thinknig that we could perhaps, after the two missions that is, become known as The Three Dragons " laughes a little,"..or maybe not."
Gareth Wednesday July 14th, 1999 7:26:59 PM
He looks to the Gold Dragons "So how do we go about choosing a color? How did you choose gold? And what did you call yourselves before you were a dragon group- if it's OK to ask..."
Ingrge Wednesday July 14th, 1999 7:32:59 PM
Ingrge raises his glass to the assembled Three, and gives them a nod of congratulations. he finds himself unusually mellow in the surrounding company. Then, out of the corner of his eye he spies something. To Olana, he says - "What's that you're writing?"
Olana Wednesday July 14th, 1999 7:41:59 PM
"Congratulations!" yells the elf to the Three, along with a chuckle. "Well, isnt this exciting," she adds to no one in particular. Then - on a whim - she takes out a small piece of paper and begins to write carefully, nodding at K'Nara's suggestion. "Well - thats certainly a possibilty........or perhaps....." She lapses into silence for a moment while she finishes the note. "You'll see," she says to Ingrge, and folds the note, passing it to him with a smile, and then to the others of her group. "It's just a couple more suggestions."
Valdor Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:41:59 PM
Valdor turns beet red when Gareth asks about their former name. "Um, we were called the...." He stops to take a drink.
Figment Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:42:59 PM
Somehow knowing that they were going to accept, Figment raises his glass of fine burgundy wine and toasts "Here, Here, May you all do well and achieve greatness.".
Greymalk Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:43:00 PM
Greymalk grins and pushes him with his elbow. "Go ahead Valdor."
Valdor Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:43:01 PM
Valdor swallows and now totally purple says, "We were called the mmmphphphphhhhmmmumblemph."
Guido Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:43:59 PM
"I can say this because I was not with them at that time. hehe..... They were called...are you ready for this...They were called "The Company of Wayward Saints."
Valdor Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:44:59 PM
"I hated that name. "The Floating City Defenders" was much better and to the point.
Rossco Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:46:59 PM
"Uh Gareth, aren't you jumping the gun a bit asking about a name? You've not achieved dragon status yet."
Brother Jandar Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:50:59 PM
"Know this, as surely as I know Domi, by the time you've completed your two trial adventures for us, if you live through the experiences, you'll be very different folks. Dragon adventurers put your lives and sometimes your very souls at stake every time. To a greater extent than you have yet experienced, yet I think your sojourn into Izen gives you a frame of reference."
Onrad Wednesday July 14th, 1999 10:56:59 PM
"We can't wait! And I'll bet that you guys were as excited as we were, and maybe as carefree about it all, when you were asked to be Dragons. But we will heed your wise words to the best of our ability. And we plan to succeed!"
Gareth Thursday July 15th, 1999 1:00:59 AM
looks Roscoe straight in the eyes. "I was thinking out loud. You say '...if we complete the adventures and if this and that'. I say WHEN. We will not fail. Sometimes it isn't pretty but it doesn't have to be. We will succeed and we will then be a dragon group. I just wanted some time to think about it since it is such an important decision. Thanks Valdor. I hope it wasn't too unpleasant to think about that. I had one other question - something that doesn't seem right to me. The legends say that red and black dragons are evil I think. But you said that all dragon groups fight for the good. Why then are there groups of adventurers fighting for good who named themselves after evil dragons?"
Teko Thursday July 15th, 1999 3:56:59 AM
Teko says to his hosts, "Thanks very much for this opportunity. We will do our best to exceed your expectations..." With a strangley mischevious smile, not like Teko at all, he continues, "...and we will try even harder to have an insane amount of fun."
Mordred Thursday July 15th, 1999 4:05:59 AM
"I see where you are going with this now. The Red Dragons named themselves after the most powerful kind of dragon, because that's what they intended to become the most powerful kind of adventuring group. We chose gold because it stood for good and for some other private reasons I can't divulge right now. I don't know why the White Dragons chose their name, but I think it was because of a paladin that died during their tryout who always wore white. The Green Dragons were led by three druids of Mittiri and thus their choice of name. Now," He takes a deep breath. "There is one group that turned on us once they became a dragon group. We and they are mortal enemies. They have been stricken from the Dragon Consortium, but they refuse to give up the name and we have yet to be able to beat it out of them even though we've defeated them in honorable combat twice, once destroying the Red Wyrm Inn. They are the Black Dragons."
Sir Mycroft Thursday July 15th, 1999 4:24:59 AM
The toasts and celebration continue. After a few minutes Mycroft speaks up. "So I guess you might be curious about your first trial adventure. And I'd love to tell you, but Sturtavent would have my head and perhaps some other extremeties. As I like my head and think it very fetching to the ladies, well sometimes, I'll refrain. But I will tell you that you are due in High Lord Mayor Sturtavent's office in the morning at the second hour. (that's 8AM human time) He wants you to know what you're up against before you continue your shopping spree. I wish you good fortune."
Flueterflam Thursday July 15th, 1999 4:37:59 AM
Fluet got distracted from the celebration by Pursis. "Really? Maybe I can come by and see a performance! We just got into the city today and haven't had a chance to see much yet. How is it you play here? Is this place open to the public or what?"
Shadrach Thursday July 15th, 1999 4:44:59 AM
With a mischievous grin, Shad added, "Don't forget there are Gem dragons, as well as the colored and metallics." Craning his neck to read Olana's note, he snorted, "PIRATES?! On what? That dinky little river? Don't dishonor me like that, Olana! If I ever went back to the sea, I'd never live it down!"
Olana Thursday July 15th, 1999 7:30:59 PM
The elf breaks into a smile and exclaims "Ooooh, Shad, you know I wouldn't do anything like that. I just thought it sounded sort of wild..... and exciting....... and....." She breaks off, going into a little daydream for a moment before snapping back to reality.
K'Nara Thursday July 15th, 1999 7:36:59 PM
K'Nara, reading the list of name alternatives Olana passed around the Emerald Kingdom group, looks up, blinking and trying to focus on what Mycroft just announced. "Ummm...who's due at the Mayor's tomorrow morning? Us...or the Three Dragons guys..?"
Ingrge Thursday July 15th, 1999 7:37:59 PM
Ingrge snorted as Shad expressed his indignation. "I thought "Pirates" was a bit off, too. Makes us sound like a bunch of rogues." Then, as he overhears Mycroft talk about tomorrow he adds, "Hmph - that reminds me - we have a little matter of our own to attend to tomorrow morning," He makes a drinking motion with his hand to the others. "Any ideas on what we're going to do? Do we have a plan?"
Gareth Thursday July 15th, 1999 8:22:59 PM
looks about and after a few moments speaks "Valdor, what kind of stuff should a fighter buy? Imean, I have a good weapon. I was thinking about some armor or something. What would you do?"
Figment Thursday July 15th, 1999 8:25:59 PM
happy to be part of the group says "Thorns... maybe the Green Thorns as we oppose a green dragon - but emerald... Would it be appropriate to say with your name that you oppose the Emerald Kingdom? Perhaps the Emerald Fighters, or the Emerald Freedom Fighters... ?"
Aeglos Thursday July 15th, 1999 10:28:59 PM
" Perhaps you should call yourselves the Emerald Liberation Front. "
Shadrach Friday July 16th, 1999 12:39:59 AM
"I didn't think we had anything more to do with the Lord Mayor. I'm having trouble remembering though..." Shad crossed his eyes briefly. "But tomorrow we're going to drink and kick butt if necessary! And--oh no, I promised all my possessions if we lost." He paused looking at the beautiful new trident. "Forget it. I'll leave my new trident in a room somewhere. It wasn't with me when I made the deal."
Figment Friday July 16th, 1999 12:44:59 AM
"What deal Shad? Did you make a deal while I was out? Did those ruffians accept the deal? I never heard anything specifically about you when we talked. It seemed to me it was about drinking only. I promise you this. I'll be prepared for them when we meet!"
Sir Mycroft Friday July 16th, 1999 2:28:59 AM
The trial adventure I referred to was directed at The Three. The purpose for your invitation here this evening was to reward you for your service to Joe Hand and also to Greymalk.
Valdor Friday July 16th, 1999 2:33:59 AM
Valdor laughs deeply and slaps Gareth hard on the back. "Gareth my friend, I wouldn't even dream of insulting you with an answer to such a question. We're not trying to create a group to be dependant on us, even for something as small as advice. You'll have to make your own decisions. Besides the makeup of your group is much different than ours is or ever has been. No one can make that decision but you and your friends."
Pursis Friday July 16th, 1999 2:38:59 AM
"Fleut, you're welcome to come to a performance at anytime as my guest. Just let me know you're coming and I'll have a seat reserved for you. We're currently running 2 traditional Elennian mask tradgedramas dating from before the Cateclysm times."
Onrad Friday July 16th, 1999 2:40:59 AM
Nudging Gareth. "If we have an early morning appointment, perhaps we should soon call it an evening and find an inn at which to stay before it becomes to late."
Tericus Friday July 16th, 1999 4:30:59 AM
looks at Onrad "Who can sleep right now, though. I know i cant, im too excited!"
Flueterflam Friday July 16th, 1999 4:54:59 AM
"A pre-Cataclysm play? Amazing! I wonder what's beyond the Scab now..." Fluet didn't seem to be listening to the others.
Gareth Friday July 16th, 1999 7:34:59 AM
shrugs "OK. Just figured I'd see what you would do. Guess we'll see what the plan is tomorrow. But until then, we celebrate!" Gareth drinks whatever Valdor is having. Matching him drink for drink. "Wanna arm wrestle?" :)
Teko Friday July 16th, 1999 7:56:59 AM
"Celebrate indeed! Although I think I've had my fill of food and most of the drink. It was wonderful! I'll settle now for some fresh water and a bit more music, I think."
Valdor Friday July 16th, 1999 8:14:59 AM
"No, my friend, I think I'll turn in as Onrad suggested. I'm visiting my daughter in The Big Float tomorrow and I want to be rested for that. Night all!" Valdor shakes Gareth's hand and waves to everyone else as he leaves.
Rossco Friday July 16th, 1999 1:27:59 PM
"And Raven and I should be heading To Harbor City. I left some dwarves watching my experiments. Good luck to all of you." With a flourish of cape and reaching out to touch Raven, they disappear with a crack and a flash.
Grey Friday July 16th, 1999 1:30:59 PM
"K'nara, better get your beauty sleep. You and I have a workout in the morning 2 hours before dawn. Be here! I'm anticipating sending your new sword toy flying out of your hand and burying it into the castle wall! Haa!" As he says this he mimics a fancy disarm technique.
Joe Hand Friday July 16th, 1999 1:32:59 PM
Joe Hand bows and says, "I thank thee once again, heroes, from the bottom of my heart and Claudia's. I have some personal demons to purge. Fare thee well until I see you again." He bows to those from the Emerald Kingdom and follows Grey.
Guido Friday July 16th, 1999 1:35:59 PM
"Me? I can party all night! And I will! Except that the tavern employees here all leave at midnight so the place kinda closes then. Another beer right heer!"
Sir Mycroft Friday July 16th, 1999 1:38:59 PM
A short while later Sir Mycroft says his goodnights to everyone shaking each hand and wishing them well. Looking around after that, you might notice that Marlowe has made an exit as well, but without words or fanfare.
DM Friday July 16th, 1999 1:46:59 PM
It's amazing how the time flies when you're having fun, meeting new people, and enjoying the fruits of your labors. Most of you are surprised to hear the barkeep shout out, "30 minutes until closing time! Last orders please?!"
Flueterflam Saturday July 17th, 1999 1:16:59 AM
Strumming lightly, Fluet said, "Why don't we go stay at the Red Wyrm Inn? They have rooms and we won't have far to go in the morning!"
Shadrach Saturday July 17th, 1999 1:20:59 AM
"None for me, thanks!" The Bonze stood up and took a firm grip on his trident. "We need to get our stuff!"
Jus Saturday July 17th, 1999 6:13:59 AM
"It's been a pleasure meeting you," Jus bows once again to the Emerald Elite. "I hope our paths cross again." Turning to Onrad and the others with a flourish and a grin, he says, "Tomorrow's a big day, and I'd like to sleep and study some spells beforehand. Shall we head for the Red Wyrm Inn, too?"
Onrad Saturday July 17th, 1999 9:17:59 AM
"Actually, Jus, I was kinda interested in that Adventurers Repose place we saw on the other side of the square by the Red Dragon Castle. It looked very nice and seemed to have an elvish flair to the place, even though it's reputed to be run by a halfling clan. I undestand you can even trust the owner's kids to go do your shopping for you and have the stuff delivered by courier. Whatya think? Care for some room service and halfling pampering for a night or two?" Onrad grins. "Come on. Let's get Gareth."
Ingrge Sunday July 18th, 1999 1:07:59 AM
Startling a bit as the B'tender calls last call, Ingrge wanders over to The Three. "Hmmph, well good luck on your new ventures, i expect you will need it." :: turning to Shad and Fluet :: "I guess the RWI is as good as anything else at this point. I just need to rest, so we can be ready for this drinking contest. Perhaps there is a way to give us a little advantage over them. We also desparately need to shop and then I guess we have to decide where we should next go and what we will do?
K'Nara Sunday July 18th, 1999 6:21:59 PM
K'Nara groaned at Grey's reminder. "TWO hours before dawn?" she rolled her hazel eyes and shook her head, grimacing at the elf's demonstration of his intended technique. "Oh, boy...well, that's it for me, then--I'm off to the Red Wyrm Inn for some sleep..!" Even as the fighter thanks the bartender and starts for the exit, however, Ingrge's words finally seem to sink in. "A drinking contest..? What in the Wold did you people DO while I was gone..?" The tall amazon stands with her hands on her hips and eyeing her comrades, obviously wanting to here ALL about THIS new situation...
Figment Sunday July 18th, 1999 8:09:59 PM
bids farewell to the heros. As Joe begins his goodbyes he asks "I'm sorry to be a bother but when would be a good time for me to acquire the new spells which you have so graciuosly consented to let me have?". When K'Nara stops Figment turns and awaits an explanation as well.
Figment Sunday July 18th, 1999 8:10:00 PM
bids farewell to the heros. As Joe begins his goodbyes he asks "I'm sorry to be a bother but when would be a good time for me to acquire the new spells which you have so graciuosly consented to let me have?". When K'Nara stops Figment turns and awaits an explanation as well.
Gareth Sunday July 18th, 1999 8:11:59 PM
a bit sheepish as he realizes how rude his challenge was Gareth says goodbye to the Gold Dragons. Upon hearing Onrad's idea he says "Sounds good to me. Let's go.". And he leaves with Jus, Onrad, and whoever else is ready to go - already wondering what tomorrow holds for the three.
Shadrach Sunday July 18th, 1999 8:40:59 PM
"Oh, Figment can fill you in," Shad said with a trace of a smile. He gathered up his trident and funky hat and hurried down to the castle entrance, to ask directions for the Inn.
Flueterflam Sunday July 18th, 1999 8:41:59 PM
"What drinking contest?" Fluet asked, getting up to go.
Joe Hand Sunday July 18th, 1999 9:46:59 PM
Joe smiles at Figment's youthful exurberance and says, "Well, my young friend, there's no time like the present. Come on up to my private study and you may pick from any of my common spells, 1st and 2nd level I believe? Would you like one 3rd in anticipation of your growing power?" As the two arrive in his cherry wood and leather outfitted study, He pulls down several books and says, "You may choose from amongst these."
Figment Sunday July 18th, 1999 11:07:59 PM
"Young mage" the 29 year old muses. "Now that's a word not associated with me in a while. But I guess I am young, compared to most mages.". He memorizes the layout of the castle as he ventures through it with Joe. As they enter his sanctaury the pensive mage treads lightly and with great respect. He handles the tomes with honor and reverence. His heart leps when he runs his fingers down the exquisite bindings and gazes over the fine craftmanship and construction. He examines every detail of them looking for any clues to improving his own books. With grateful eyes he looks up to Joe. "I could never have imagined my good fortune today. I ride into town and find a new adventuring group and end the day with Joe Hands' spell books in front of me! I cannot tell you how grateful I am that you have allowed me to even touch them. But to actually read them and copy some of their contents... that's overwhelming - thank you. Any server I can render - I am at your service. I'm a chef, an architect, a horseman, and a mage. Call on me for anything.". Once his pronouncement is over Figment from somewhere produces his favorite scripting instruments and ink well. He borrows from Joe's fine vellum and prepares to do his work. With unbridled avarice the mage begins to study. He absorbs all the titles and effects of each spell in all the books and begins to decide which spells to take. "So many...". Not wanting to squander his opportunity he rereads the 3rd level spell book copying down every title and effect on parchment with his normal ink and scripting tool, saving the vellum for the magic words. He also copies the titles of all 1st and 2nd level spells and their effects to improve his understanding of what's out there. "If it's not here in Joe's book it's probably not anywhere...". He then struggles to decide which spells to copy down. "So hard to decide. So much good stuff here... So what kind of mage do I really want to be? I can go so many directions here. Offense, defense, practical...". After a long time of reflection and strategizing the nimble mage makes his decisions, casts his read magic, and scribes the spells. He carefully rolls them up after they dry and places them in a bone cylinder. The exhausted mage sleeps on the couch until awakened by a creak that castles sometimes make. He then rememorizes his spells - including a new one after which he sleeps some more. Finally after an hour or so he wakes, gathers his things and stumbles over to the Red Wyrm Inn as he greets the morning sun. "I hope I'm not too late for this drinking bet. Somehow I think I'll be carrying a couple of guys to a room." :).
Teko Monday July 19th, 1999 2:20:59 AM
Teko stumbles along behind with Gareth and the others.
Tericus Monday July 19th, 1999 3:10:59 AM
follow Neko "I wonder what tommrow will hold for us" he says as he walks out with the others
Ingrge Monday July 19th, 1999 3:41:59 AM
Looking at K'nara, Ingrge shakes his head. It happened like this. we were taking a bath and these barbarian thugs walked in and started in with the sissy boy talk and one was starting to how do you say publicly humiliate himself in public and in front of Olanna and well some of the boys decided that these guys were being boorish and should be stopped. A small brall ensued where as several of our brethren were being overcome and before i could really get going and stop things, Olanna decided to offer up a drinking contest as a combat form. they agreed and some... looking at Shad, agreed as well so....there you are.
Olanna Monday July 19th, 1999 3:49:59 AM
As Ingrge finishes his abreviated tale, Olanna, sheepishly looks up, shrugs and mumbles "it seemd like a good idea at the time." How was I to know that you and your towel were about to conquer the day?
Aeglos Monday July 19th, 1999 5:04:59 AM
"Well, I am heading to the Red Dragon Inn to rest. I have got a feeling we have a long road ahead of us. However, a road is not so long with new met friends. Good night all."
DM Jerry Monday July 19th, 1999 5:25:59 AM
The Three finish their goodbyes and make their way in the darkness around the block to Adventurer's Square and to the Adventurers' Repose. (The adventurers of The Three will continue on the Game 1 board. Game 3, thanks for your hospitality in hosting this grand meeting on your board. I wish you sober drinking and barbarian fist sandwiches.)
The Red Wyrm Inn
DM Dave Tuesday July 20th, 1999 12:18:28 AM
The heroes from the Emerald Kingdom make their way to the Wold-famous Red Wyrm Inn. As is customary, all weapons are checked in the foyer before the group is allowed into the tavern proper. Some sort of fiesta seems to be going on over in one corner of the cavernous common room -- perhaps a birthday party? You immediately like the homey feel of the place -- for some of you, it's almost deja vu....Scanning the area, you quickly spot your adversaries, the barbarians, sitting over near the bar. And they spot you.
Sweetie Pie the Bar Maid Tuesday July 20th, 1999 12:19:31 AM
Greeting the group at the door, "Welcome to the Red Wyrm Inn! How about a round of Black Heart Stout?" Sweetie says with dazzling smile.
Xanthalos d100=64 d20=8 d12=8 d10=4 d8=5 d6=1 d4=4 d3=3 d2=1 Tuesday July 20th, 1999 11:15:31 AM
Xanthalos sits at a table alone and not caring for his present company. He orders a glass of wine, bread and cheese. While he awaits the meager human fare, Xanth says thinking to himself, "Barbarians, dirty, loudmouthed boors. How can the management allow CURS like that in this establishment. I will have to file a grievance with the owner. May Donyra rain on your little band and cleanse your uncouth souls!" Xanth looks to the heavens, arms uplifted and says aloud, "Praise be to Donyra." Xanth looks to the door as the bar maid greets some new comers into the tavern. Seeing several Elves, Xanth's mood brightens a bit.
Xanthalos Tuesday July 20th, 1999 12:52:38 PM
Sitting at the table, Xanthalos wears flowing maroon colored robes. Spell components hang from a belt with several large pouches on it. When the hood of his robes is not pulled down to hide his handsome elven features, long silver hair, shaved on the sides and the back of his head, cascades down to the middle of his back. Large almond shaped violet colored eyes enchant anyone who looks into their depths.
Figment Tuesday July 20th, 1999 12:52:39 PM
after checking into a room the sleepy mage stumbles down stairs and spies the two groups gathering. He wlks up to the bar and orders breakfast.
Flueterflam Tuesday July 20th, 1999 5:02:21 PM
"Anybody else got deja vu?" Fluet looked confused.
Shadrach Tuesday July 20th, 1999 5:10:28 PM
"Nope! Here on business..." Shad snarled in the Barbarian Punk's direction. Feeling a touch belligerent, the large human in green noble clothes stomped over to their table, and planted his fists on his hips. "Well, lookie what we got here. Bit early, aren't ya?"
DM Tuesday July 20th, 1999 6:36:30 PM
Time Note: It is early morning, as previously arranged with the Barbarians, when the group arrives in the Red Wyrm Inn.
Disgruntle the Ogre Bouncer Tuesday July 20th, 1999 6:39:13 PM
Stepping away from the wall near the entrance, Disgruntle walks up behind Shadrach. He is grinning -- this just might be fun. He waits to see if anyone is going to get rowdy.
Skinny the Barbarian (DM) Tuesday July 20th, 1999 6:47:28 PM
"I see what kind of influence the Gold Dragons have had upon your manners," Skinny states simply. Turning to the bar, he makes a quick motion to the bartender, who sends over three pitchers of some type of flaming-red beverage. Turning back to the group, Skinny continues, "As agreed, you picked the place, and we pick the poison. This, my young friend," Skinny says leaning forward, "is called Salamander's Delight, and you don't want to know what's in it." Karchek, next to Skinny, grins widely. "But, Ol' Boula and Karchek will face any three of you -- now who's it going to be?" Skinny leans back, waiting for a response.
Ingrge Tuesday July 20th, 1999 7:54:15 PM
"Salamander's Delight, Choose bearded barbarians to choose a sissy drink like that. wheres the sport or the danger. The Flaming Green Gnomish is truly a daring drink. But then again I guess you might be scared you'll burn your beards off, so Salmander's Delights it is. I will be one of our contestants unless you all think that my being an elf affects the outcome any?"
Milo Tuesday July 20th, 1999 8:15:12 PM
"I'm in." Comes a shout from a nearby table. A slim halfling about four feet tall moves quickly torwards the barbarian challenger. The halfling has light brown hair and blue eyes that shimmer with the anticipation of a challenge. He is garbed in tan breeches and a bright blue tunic that complements his eyes very well. As he approaches, he stares up at the barbarian icily... "Think ya can handle me BIG GUY?!"
Figment Tuesday July 20th, 1999 8:15:13 PM
smiles at Skinny as he eats. "A sophisticated barbarian - now that's an unusual site. Perhaps in this setting we could have a more amicable discussion - that is, after our compadres drink themselves nto a stupor..."
Shadrach Wednesday July 21st, 1999 2:39:17 PM
"They're good enough for you." Shad sits, not noticing the shadow looming over him. "Boy." Startled by the piping of a vicious halfling, the ugly man looks over and down. "Uuh, friend, this is sorta a private--uh, argument. You don't wanna get involved."
Flueterflam (Kris) Wednesday July 21st, 1999 2:43:49 PM
Fluet looks around for their third, seeing Figment the dandy wizard and Olana and K'Nara, both girls. Looking for a way of getting out of getting hammered, he asked without much hope, "So who wants to be the third?"
K'nara Wednesday July 21st, 1999 4:51:32 PM
The tall, auburn-haired warrior woman looks at Shadrach and Fluet obliquely--she still doesn't know ALL the details, but obviously this was a challenge between the barbarian group of fighters and her own troupe. Being that she was the bouncer for her family's own inn & tavern, K'nara quickly concludes that someone of her great stamina and experience at drinking would be needed for a drinking contest. "*I* shall be the third, Fluet...unless either you or Shad have any objections..?"
Xanthalos Wednesday July 21st, 1999 4:51:33 PM
With his food and wine set out before him, Xanth begins his meal and sits alone with his thoughts. "Perhaps the barbarians will be entertaining after all." Looking to their challengers, Xanth smirks a bit. "Let's see a drunkard priest by the looks of him and a wood elf. What did they call them in the academy? Let's see.......Oh I remember now. Tree Trash. That's what they called the wood elves. No wonder. How an elf can drink that Horse pi$@ is totally beyond me. I guess the name holds true for wood elves. Tree Trash!" Xanth sips his wine and chuckles aloud. Going back to his thoughts, "Ah but he is a cousin. Hopefully a very distant cousin at that!" Xanth slices the bread and cheese watching the events unfold before him. He sees the haffling get brushed off. "Now that would have been a sight. A person of his size in a drinking contest with barbarians. He may have won if it were pastries." Xanth laughs aloud to himself. He quickly recovers and composes himself. He ends his thoughts abrubtly and looks to the haffling. "Come over here my friend, if your company is not good enough for them perhaps we should have a contest of our own! Choose your PASTRY!"
Milo Wednesday July 21st, 1999 6:35:59 PM
"Oh... but you don't understand ma'am I want to get involved indeed. Any opportunity I get to put down a bully is something I'd get involved in. Besides... its better that I do this, rather than you good ladies. Milo's the name, Milo Thistledown, and I'd consider it an honor if I could... ehem be your champion so to speak... ya know in this drinkin' contest. Besides, I think you'll be surprised how much drink, someone of my size can consume without even battin' an eye." And with that, Milo turns a hard eye on the mangy barbarian.
Skinny the Barbarian (DM) Wednesday July 21st, 1999 8:05:32 PM
Eyeing Milo with what just might be respect, Skinny says, "Son, perhaps that pastry contest wouldn't be such a bad suggestion for you. Turning to face Ingrge, his face hardens, Skinny says, "Enough talk."
Barbarian (DM) Wednesday July 21st, 1999 8:07:13 PM
Immediately, disdaining the cups on the table, both Ol' Boula and Karchek each grab a pitcher and down them, leaving one pitcher untouched on the table...the bartender already has more pitchers on the way.
Shadrach Wednesday July 21st, 1999 10:15:14 PM
Not wasting any time, Shad grabbed a pitcher and sucked it down.
Flueterflam (Kris) Wednesday July 21st, 1999 10:16:50 PM
"Um, but you're a LADY," Fluet looked uncomfortable.
Ingrge Wednesday July 21st, 1999 11:17:09 PM
Looking at his group, the little halfling and the barbarians. Ingrge says, "your right it is time. Shad, K'nara and Mr. Milo here will be our three contestants."
Olanna Wold20Character=Dm; Wold20TurnEntered=932613238390; Wold20DieRolls=; Wold30Character=Ingrge; Wold30TurnEntered=932613429970; Wold30DieRolls= Wednesday July 21st, 1999 11:19:00 PM
Grinning at the halfling, Milo, Olanna Looks up at Ingrge's decision with a raised eyebrow and then just shrugs.
Xanthalos Wednesday July 21st, 1999 11:35:11 PM
Taking an interest in the contest now that the haffling has joined, Xanth stands and walks over to the contestants. He looks directly at the haffling and says, "May Wardd smile upon you this day and grant you victory." Xanthalos turns to the wood elf. "It was good of you to let the Haffling be your champion, Cousin." Xanth says with a smirk. "All hail Milo the brave!May he win this contest of swills!"
Milo Thursday July 22nd, 1999 12:21:55 AM
As the next pitchers are set up on the counter, Milo steps up to the bar, and with a wink and a nod he hefts one, feeling its weight. Then, quick as you will, he drains the contents, drinking as fast as he can. Quietly, Milo he burps under one hand as he sets down the empty pitcher.
K'nara Thursday July 22nd, 1999 2:20:34 AM
Smiling at Fluet, the filet-ensconced chestnut head of K'nara nods. "Thanks for noticing!" she says cheerily. "But ladies can drink, too!" So saying, the female fighter sits at the contest site and, grabbing one of the drinking vessels, nods acknowledgement to the barbarians they are competing with, then downs a drink at the proper time.
Figment Thursday July 22nd, 1999 2:20:35 AM
eyes the barbarians and watches the results of the challenge. "This is going to be interesting. ". When Skinny gets serious he chuckles "Since when is drinking serious? Isn't it suppoesed to be fun? Smile, you'll be able to drink more that way!"
Red Wrym Drinking Contest!!! Thursday July 22nd, 1999 9:49:16 PM
You all quickly realize that only half the contest is seeing who can down the most, the other half is controlling your stomachs, and not immediately disgorging the powerful elixir. Even the barbarians look a little green, but each manages to grab the next pitcher and begin guzzling, although not quite so quickly. You must each roll vs. Constitution at --2 to avoid making an unpleasant mess and having to bow out of the contest. Any stamina/racial bonuses apply. If you decide to imbibe again, go ahead and roll another Con check, this time at --4, as the fluid continues to churn your insides.
Sweetie Pie the barmaid (DM) Thursday July 22nd, 1999 10:01:35 PM
Hearing Xanthalos' comment, Sweetie rolls her eyes, then heads back behind the bar to retrieve the mop and bucket.
Ingrge Thursday July 22nd, 1999 11:08:39 PM
Hey, Xanthalos. My name is Ingrge Nightseer. It wasn't so much me letting him by my/our champion. as it was, I know what that stuff does to ones insides. and as Warrd would say It was luck that brought him to us all eager to drink. And after having traveled with a priest of waard for a while I have learned to trust in ones luck.
Olanna Thursday July 22nd, 1999 11:21:53 PM
Looking at Xanthalos, She curls her lip and snidely says well cousin, Ingrge here needs no one as HIS champion. Ive seen him drink an ogre under the table and stare down a green dragon, so I'd show a bit more respect or he is likely to turn you into to something.
K'nara d20-2=4 d20-2=11 d20-4=9 Friday July 23rd, 1999 1:15:22 AM
(OOC Note: sorry--I pressed "Roll" too hard and got the first one twice...but both of those mean that K'nara made her roll) Eyeing the barbarian drinkers, the veteran tavern-bouncer calmly downs the first Salamander, then goes on to the second one, drinking it, too. The second pitcher of the noxious stuff begins to cause K'nara's innards to rumble in protest, reminding her that drinking without the benefit of eating first AND right after a strenuous Bladesong workout with the Grey Malkin is really NOT a very wise idea. Still, the warrior woman does her heritage proud by managing to keep both pitchers down.
Figment Friday July 23rd, 1999 1:15:23 AM
looks on the foray with a bit of mirth as he tries not to laugh out loud at this ridiculous event. "Looks like you're slowing down a bit. Chose something to get it overwith fast, eh? That's probably the most merciful of choices..."
Olanna Friday July 23rd, 1999 9:15:43 AM
At Figment's comment, Ingrge grins and calls out to the bartender, (Vasha the minataur from hell, Hey How about 5 pitchers of flaming green gnomishes?
Milo d20-2=5 d20=17 Friday July 23rd, 1999 10:26:36 AM
After setting down his first pitcher, Milo grins, unshaken. "You'll have to do better than that to beat me." With confidence, he grabs the second pitcher and drains its contains as quickly as the first. Milo's look goes from cheerful satisfaction to panicked alarm. His body is wracked with a single convulsion as he turns and empties the contents of his stomach on Skinny's boots. Feebly he whispers, "Sorry guys."
Flueterflam (Kris) Friday July 23rd, 1999 10:26:37 AM
Fluet blinked at Olana. Gosh, this adventuring stuff was making her bloodthirsty. The human bard smiled in a friendly way to the elf bystander. "Xantholos is it? Don't mind them, we just got feted at the Gold Dragons castle and they're spoiling for a fight. Are you an adventurer?"
Shadrach d20-2=5 d20-4=7 Friday July 23rd, 1999 10:26:38 AM
Shad's eyes bugged out as he digested the first swig. Never one to be daunted by such things, the sailor grabbed the second pitcher and downed it with two hands. His eyes crossed and he laughed wildly. "HA HA HA HA HAA! *BELCH!*"
Xanthalos d100=28 Friday July 23rd, 1999 12:05:08 PM
Turning to the young and brash elf maiden who so haughtily addresses me, "Get off the mans leg! I am sure he can sing his own praises without your help. I could care less for our cousins drinking habits. I once killed a drunk ogre does that count? But staring down a dragon! Now that would be a tale worth hearing. Please M'Lady come to my chambers tonight and tell me a bedtime story." Xanth looks to the elf maiden and winks. He turns to Ingrge, "Who told you my name Ingrge Nightseer? I don't recall having given it. Are you spying on me? Or has the Lady Mimosa been gossiping about me again? I see that your sense of humor needs some work. I merely meant it as a joke to ease the obvious tension between your group and that of the barbarians. A cleric's work is never done. Let us give praise to all the gods!" Xanth looks to the heavens and back to Ingrge," Milo the haffling tried to join the contest as a Champion for the woman and you backed out. Thus Milo becomes your champion. It was a joke , one at your expense, but a joke. May Serenbeth lighten your heart and allow you to see the humor in all things. Ah and it looks as though your champion has spilled his drink all over the man's boots. Xanth turns his back on the two elves and addresses the bard. "My name is Xanthalos D'Shainin, Mage-Priest to the gods and yes I am an adventurer of sorts. I go wherever the will of the gods takes me. And you are?"
Sweetie Pie the waitress (Kim) Friday July 23rd, 1999 12:32:21 PM
The pert half elf waitress returns to the table with said mop and bucket, and some towels on a tray. She sets the tray on a nearby table. She hands a Milo a hot damp towel. "Here, shortcakes, you can wipe your face with this," she smiles at him. "Good try." Sweetie Pie tosses Skinny a towel for his boots, then applies the mop to the floor.
Olanna d20=9 Friday July 23rd, 1999 12:50:15 PM
At Xanthalos's comments, Olanna's green eyes go cold and black and in span of a heart beat her eating dagger is at Xanth's throat. With cold dangerous precision she slowly mouths these words. Before you insult and proposition some one you do not know I would make sure that that person can do you no harm. I think, were I you, with your mouth and your manners, I would hastily make your way over to the sides of your Barbarian brethren, "Cousin." As quickly as it apeared, the dagger once again disapears.
Ingrge d20=18 Friday July 23rd, 1999 1:53:14 PM
Hearing Xanthalos' comments to Olanna brings Ingrge rage to a full boil. Looking over at the soon to be decaying lowelf, Ingrge says. " i see now why you chose Waard, for with out his luck the only way you can do anything to anyone is if they are drunk and passed out. Ingrge then reaches over to the bar grabs the next available pitcher of Salamander's delight and flings the contents right in Xanth's face (hits AC 0)
Xanthalos Friday July 23rd, 1999 3:38:05 PM
Xanth looks down at his wet clothing, then to both the Elf Maiden and the one called Ingrge. A broad mischievious smile spreads accross his face. His violet almond shaped eyes sparkle dangerously for only a moment, then it passes. "Well it looks as if the drinks are on me this round. Wouldn't you say?" Xanth says chuckling. "Bar maid, I am in need of a clean towel." Xanth turns to Ingrge, "I have not chosen Wardd as my diety, but rather I worship all the gods equally." Xanth turns back to the bard to continue their discussion.
Flueterflam (Kris) Friday July 23rd, 1999 7:57:31 PM
Fluet watched the bouncer nervously. All they needed was for Olana to get thrown out, then Shad or Ingrge would start a fight...Relieved, he said, "My name is Flueterflam and I'm a bard! I was just about to ask you who you worshipped, but I noticed you don't seem to have any particular holy symbol. By the way, don't be the one to start the fight, or that guy standing over Shadrach (DisGruntle the ogre) will throw you out. With some bones broken. This is adventurer central and most everyone here is powerful. Just ask Figment here. He's a wizard and knows all about this place."
Shadrach Friday July 23rd, 1999 8:02:33 PM
Waiting for the next round, the priest looked at the halfling sympathetically. "Hey, Milo, is it? Why don'tcha stick around, maybe we can try the Flaming Green Gnomishs. They make you grow hair on your feet! ::mimics looking down:: Oops, you've already tried them!"
Sweetie Pie the waitress (Kim) Friday July 23rd, 1999 8:11:49 PM
With a small sigh, seeing there is more to mop, Sweetie Pie retrieves another towel, fairly hot, from the nearby tray. "Here you go, sir." She takes the mop into the back, and comes out in a minute with it clean, and mops up the splattered drink. She turns and looks at Vasha. "Hey, Vasha, where's Delgatha [/del 'gaa tha/]? She's supposed to be here to take care of clean up, isn't she? Did she sleep in again?"
Milo Friday July 23rd, 1999 8:48:29 PM
Milo moves tenderly over to a nearby seat in order to watch the rest of the proceedings. Muttering to himself, "Flaming Green Gnome indeed." And then a bit louder, to the barmaid, "Miss could I please get some hot tea and honey for this" gesturing to his stomach. With one hand gently rubbing his tummy, he puts his other out to Flueterflam as if to shake... "Well met good sir, like I said, I'm Milo Thistledown, professional door opener and treasure hunter... I guess my attempt to impress your company have gone awry. I've heard of you, and I'd like very much to join your heroic band... though I'm not sure what my chances are now."
Barbarians (DM) Saturday July 24th, 1999 3:17:21 AM
Finally, Ol' Boula and Karchek finish their second pitchers, and Ol' Boula immediately spews forth, managing to spray Skinny in the process. Karchek, looking greener still, manages to hold his drink -- for the moment. Gingerly, he reaches for the third pitcher.
Barbarians -- Part II (DM) Saturday July 24th, 1999 3:26:18 AM
Several of the barbarians laugh, slapping Ol' Boula on the back, while Skinny, with a disgusted look, grabs a towel to wipe off the mess.
K'nara Saturday July 24th, 1999 9:05:37 AM
The tall female human fighter grimaces as her stomach roils at even the thought of downing another Salamander's Delight, but the confrontation between her teammates and the uppity elf snag part of her concentration. 'Damn pointy-ears is lucky I'm busy, or I'd introduce him to *my* blade much the same as Olana's eating dagger.' she thought darkly, frowning slightly--her frown gave way to a grimace when she saw the two remaining barbarian competitors reach for new pitchers. 'Give me strength!' she prayed to the deity in charge of such matters, forgetting the god's name in the digestive grip of the two Salamanders she'd already ingested.
Xanthalos Saturday July 24th, 1999 3:50:36 PM
Good to meet you Flueterflam, A disciple of Teresalia I see. You don't have to worry about me, I am no common street thug trying to start a bar brawl for the sheer pleasure of it. That is beneath my station. " Xanth looks to Ingrge and smiles. "Where weapons aren't allowed I might add," speaking this last bit in hushed tones, looking to the elf maiden. "Greetings and well met. Figment is it? Pray let me guess, an Illusionist? Like in figment of my imagination? or just a nick name?" Turning back to the bard, "Well Mr. Flueterflam, you really must sing us a tale, make it a comedy. Perhaps it will lighten the hearts of your breathren and make them not so............what are the words I am looking for here......Uptight......no that's not it,....serious....no....AH I have it...anal retentive....."
Ingrge Saturday July 24th, 1999 9:32:43 PM
Looking at Xanth, I drew no weapon on you, unless you call that drink a weapon. And as for Olanna's eating utensil, I think you will find that most of the ladies have something with which to defend their honor with. What you said was both insulting, boorish and uncalled. Not to mention impolite, partyicularly coming from an elf as yourself. I might forgive that behavior from an Orc or an Ogre but for one who claims to be civilized it is down right rude. ::Walks over to Milo:: Well Milo, that was a valiant effort, My name is Ingrge Nightseer, what brings you to these parts?
Milo Saturday July 24th, 1999 10:38:00 PM
Milo turns to greet the elf, "Well met friend Ingrge. Why, curiosity has brought me to this hall... curiosity and tales of valor. Like I was saying, I've heard of your heroism, and seek company in a group such as yours. That is, if you'll have me along. I'm not much of a warrior, but I have a knack of finding my way into places that are... shall we say, resistant to unwelcome intrusion. At any rate, I champion good in my own fashion."
Xanthalos Sunday July 25th, 1999 2:09:36 PM
:::Xanth looks to Ingrge and takes a deep cleansing breath. He then prepares himself for his long winded speech:: "Well cousin lets review what I have spoken ALOUD. For you will see that everything I have said was not out of line. As you came into the bar, I said "Praise be to Donyra." As to why I said this, it is none of your concern. When the haffling tried to join the contest and was brushed off, I said "Come over here my friend, if your company is not good enough for them perhaps we should have a contest of our own! Choose your PASTRY!" When you let the haffling take your place in the contest, I said "May Wardd smile upon you this day and grant you victory." This I said to the haffling. Then I turned to you and said. "It was good of you to let the Haffling be your champion, Cousin." and then back to Milo "All hail Milo the brave! May he win this contest of swills!" You attempted to explain yourself, not wanting to lose face, but Olana here butted into the conversation in an attempt to defend your honor. Bringing up your drinking habits and the fact that you may have stared down a dragon. I then turned to Olanna who so rudely interupted our conversation and said, "Get off the mans leg! I am sure he can sing his own praises without your help. I could care less for our cousins drinking habits. I once killed a drunk ogre does that count? But staring down a dragon! Now that would be a tale worth hearing. Please M'Lady come to my chambers tonight and tell me a bedtime story." I then winked at Olanna. This I said and did in jest. I fear you have been in the company of humans to long and forget elven heirarchy. If Olanna had come to my chambers it would have been to tell the story. Although she may be a "catch" for other high elves, wood elves, or humans, she does not interest me in the least. No disrespect young lady, but you are beneath my station as it were. I believe I then turned to you and said "Who told you my name Ingrge Nightseer? I don't recall having given it. Are you spying on me? Or has the Lady Mimosa been gossiping about me again? I see that your sense of humor needs some work. I merely meant it as a joke to ease the obvious tension between your group and that of the barbarians. A cleric's work is never done. Let us give praise to all the gods! Milo the haffling tried to join the contest as a Champion for the woman and you backed out. Thus Milo becomes your champion. It was a joke , one at your expense, but a joke. May Serenbeth lighten your heart and allow you to see the humor in all things. Ah and it looks as though your champion has spilled his drink all over the man's boots. I then turned my back on you and spoke to the bard saying My name is Xanthalos D'Shainin, Mage-Priest to the gods and yes I am an adventurer of sorts. I go wherever the will of the gods takes me. And you are?" I was then assaulted by Olanna, who also has been keeping the company of humans to long and forgets elven custom. Again M'lady I mean no disrespect. It is obvious that you quite head over heels with Olanna, because my comments brought you into a lovers rage as you threw a drink into my face. With alot of self control and attempting to break the ill feelings, I then said "Well it looks as if the drinks are on me this round. Wouldn't you say? Bar maid, I am in need of a clean towel." I then said, "I have not chosen Wardd as my diety, but rather I worship all the gods equally." I then turned back to the bard and spoke these words, "Good to meet you Flueterflam, A disciple of Teresalia I see. You don't have to worry about me, I am no common street thug trying to start a bar brawl for the sheer pleasure of it. That is beneath my station. " Which when I said this, I looked to you. "Where weapons aren't allowed I might add," I spoke this last bit quietly as to NOT remind the bouncer of the rules in his own tavern. I also looked to Olanna when I said this not to you. I didn't say you drew a weapon on me. Please follow along. I then greeted the Human mage by saying, "Greetings and well met. Figment is it? Pray let me guess, an Illusionist? Like in figment of my imagination? or just a nick name?" Then I turned back to the bard and said, "Well Mr. Flueterflam, you really must sing us a tale, make it a comedy. Perhaps it will lighten the hearts of your breathren and make them not so............what are the words I am looking for here......Uptight......no that's not it,....serious....no....AH I have it...anal retentive....." ::Xanth takes a deep breath having made his speech:: "So you see Nightseer everything I have said aloud could have been taken offensively, but it was meerly an attempt at humor. A vain one at that with this lot. It was subtle humor with Olanna, and if you had remembered Elven Heriarchy, you would have found it most amusing. (((((OOC: please refrain from using my thoughts against me. Unless you have a medalion of ESP. Words like "Tree Trash, and "Drunkard Priest" are meant for you as a person to either laugh at or get mad at. Please disconnect your character from yourself. Your character does not know everything that you do.))))
Shadrach d20+6=20 Sunday July 25th, 1999 6:19:13 PM
Shadrach focused on nothing but the third Gnomish-er, Salamander. The stench of vomit wafted over to him as he power-slammed the drink. His face quivered for a few moments, and he slid the chair back and stood. Struggling physically to keep it in, he staggered a few steps--then threw up all over Xantholos' robe. "OOOHHH sweet Lady!" Registering what he'd just done, Shad got a stricken look. "Oh my goddess--I am SO sorry! Umm, listen, you can hit me. Or I'll buy you new clothes. I know the fruitiest tailor in town..."
Flueterflam Sunday July 25th, 1999 6:23:47 PM
Fluet looked on the tableau with mixed emotions. "My brethren, were I to sing or tell of this night, it would send the audience falling out of their seats! I would call it 'A Comedy of Airs'."
Xanthalos Sunday July 25th, 1999 9:28:14 PM
Xanth looks to the so called priest in disgust. The same way he looks at his robes. He quickly takes off his belt and saves his spell components and pouches from ruin. He then takes off his robes. Wearing only breeches and boots. Then turning back to the drunken priest who just made a pass at him, "YOu must have the wrong bar sir. I am not that way. If you are looking for some loving tonight, You won't find it here. Perhaps if you go down the street....." Xanth let's the conversation trail off as he goes to retrieve his Tunic from his room. He removes anything from the pockets of his robes and asks the bar maid if the Inn has any laundering services.
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Monday July 26th, 1999 2:46:32 AM
The harried waitress looks at Xantholos. "Oh, my. I really don't like these sorts of contests. Most people get sick, and the winners often turn green. Yes, sir, we can help you with that. I'll get Franklin to find the right person to help you. We keep several wardrobes full of clothing for our patrons to borrow or buy ... but Franklin can tell you how all that works. Just a sec." She goes off through a side door, and brings back a robe for Xanth to wear. "I just hollered to Franklin down the hall - Delgatha just arrived, and she'll take your, um, used clothes to be cleaned." She holds out the smooth & soft grey belted robe for Xantholos to take if he will.
Olana Monday July 26th, 1999 1:41:30 PM
The elf stands there, staring as various fluids are 'hurled' back and forth. As Xanth leaves to get changed she blinks a couple of times and then says "I think I need a flaming green gnomish." Rubbing her temples for a moment, she adds to Ingrge. "You know I don't know what came over me. I'm starting to behave like my cousins. Some of them are quite savage,one of them in particular. I think you'd like her too, although she's off adventuring with a band of hooligans somewhere." Finishing with a grin she then asks Sweetie Pie if she could have the aforementioned flaming green gnomish, or something with a similar kick. "Sorry about the ruckus," she whispers. "Grey elves are so lofty. Their behaviour tends to get under the skin of what they consider to be the lower races." Composure regained, she watches the contest.
Ingrge Monday July 26th, 1999 2:32:51 PM
"Ah well my friend Milo, We are a dangerous group to travel with as we have already earned the emnity of a powerful green dragon." "As for actually becoming part of our group, I can not just single handedly make that decision. That is a decision to be made by the group. However, I will put forth your name and poll the group as soon as this contest has come to its conclusion." ::To Olanna:: "Your cousin sounds like fun, perhaps some time we could meet." As for Xanthalos, Yes, I had forgotten how condescending and obnoxious gray elves can be. You can tell we have been on the road to long when we are suspicious of our own kind. But I don't care what he says, he was out of line towards you. I would have acted the same way were it K'narra or any other of our group that was insulted. ::To Shad:: Well done old friend, You seem to have out lasted half of their team. Though it now seems as though it is up to K'narra to defeat their best drinker."
Xanthalos Monday July 26th, 1999 4:50:08 PM
Xanth accepts the use of the grey robes until his can be cleaned. As he puts on the robes, Xanth overhears Ingrge speaking with Milo. "It wouldn't happen to be the same dragon you apparently stared down would it? I have heard tales of an ancient green forcing the elves out of the Emerald Forrest. Are these two dragons one in the same? If the rumors be true, then all elves should unite to put an end to his reign of terror. We can't have our breathren forced out of their homes like refugees" As Xanth says this, he positions himself far enough away as to not be confused with the 'barf bucket'.
Shadrach Monday July 26th, 1999 5:11:12 PM
The priest followed on the heels of the grey elf. "Wait, wait, wait, let me make this up to you! No, wait, you got me all wrong! I'm not like that! I mean, I love women! At least, I'd like to, but they don't seem to like me, and hey! You got the same problem, we should go get you some new clothes and go wenching together! Not here, though, this is a high-class joint, but somewhere where the women are friendly-if-you-know-what-I-mean. Probly won't find any elves there, but it's not like--" Shad rattled on, realized the elf was getting dressed in full view of the huge bar and stared, "Uh, hey, I thought we cleared that up, I'm not into that..."
Flueterflam Monday July 26th, 1999 5:13:30 PM
The bard wrinkled his nose. "K'Nara and the bruiser--COME ON, K'NARA! You're the last one!"
Milo Monday July 26th, 1999 8:16:58 PM
Speaking to Ingrge, "I'd really appreciate you speaking to the group on my behalf... as for danger, I'm not sure what is more dangerous, what potentially lies ahead, or what I'm trying to escape..." in lower tones "I think I'll save that story for another day..." speaking normally, "at any rate, I'd like to see a green dragon, as long as I can live to tell the tale. That would make quite a tale at that. Boy, what they would say back home, at the thought of 'ol Milo Thistledown nose to nose with a green wyrm... Oh dear, but I'm rambling."
Drinking Contest: The Finale Monday July 26th, 1999 11:31:23 PM
And so, it so comes down to this: The mighty barbarian Karchek vs. the hearty fighter K'nara. Karchek manages to take a single gulp from the third pitcher, and immediately empties his stomach, mostly on himself. Everyone turns to see how K'nara fares...
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