Hey, you guys forget I'm a Finn. Kind words make me uneasy and blush. 

Oh and where's my facelick? 

So, my post is up!

Couldn't wait till tomorrow, so I quickly had to put something together. I'm too hyped to sleep before posting! But it's been a while, so bear with me. The quality should improve some day. I hope.  

Another night, another rest cut short by the evil abominations. Those were not the thoughts on Cedric’s mind as he rushed with his friends towards the sound of fighting in the middle of the dark forest. Silently he cast a thought of thanks towards his fellow man of the cloth, Gib. His own mind had been such a mess after finally waking up from the deepest of slumbers he had experienced in a while that the thought of praying for a sliver of the Radiant Father’s powers had eluded him completely. Without the magical light, running across the roots and the undergrowth would’ve been impossible for him.

Running was something Cedric loved, but had had very little chance to do in the recent months. He enjoyed running along hunters’ trails through the forests of his home village. He loved inhaling the sweet smell of the oat fields as he jogged on the edges of the ditches running alongside them. Running to keep himself fit or just to enjoy the rural nature back home always made the priest happy. He knew some of villagers in Ashren considered their minister slightly mad because of his running. Simple people, much like himself, they couldn’t see why would anyone expend his energy by running for no apparent reason. Wasting energy meant wasting food and in Ashren there was never enough food to waste.

Now the cleric was running for quite another reason. His friend was in trouble and he knew exactly what the trouble was. They’ve had enough run-ins with the undead for Cedric to know what would happen if they didn’t reach Kithran in time…

Then he saw her, lying on the ground with two giggling monsters on top of her. Then, all of a sudden there was a loud, but familiar roar as a silvery feline form crashed into a giggling dark shape. Cedric somehow registered the presence of the other giggler very close to him, but he could not afford to stop and consider the threat it presented. The cleric certainly had faith in his god, but he also had faith in his companions. They would take care of the undead while he did what he could to do make sure Kith lived to see another day.

Dropping down on his knees beside the rigid body of the sylvari, Cedric was already praying for the merciful Solanis to spare Kith’s life. Around him the combat sounds died as fast as they had started and the cleric had barely had time to put his index and middle fingers softly on the woman’s neck in search for a pulse before Ch’dau was standing beside him holding a blade that was dripping black blood on the ground. The Kazari’s was still visibly shaking from rage and his words came out in a blurry mess Cedric could hardy make any sense of. ”She lives!”, he exclaimed to Ch’Dau and carried on praying.

As Kith was lying on her stomach, Cedric could see the deep wounds inflicted by the giggler’s terrible claws on her back. “Oh eternal and mighty Radiant Father grant your faithful servant some of your healing light, so that I may keep dear Kithran from the grasps of the unholy Devourer. Let us witness the wonder of your power!” As his fingers began to feel warmer and familiar glow of Solanis’ healing magic made the skin of his hand shine, Cedric wasted no time laying the hand on Kith’s back. He could feel the customary tingling in his fingers as the breath of divine magic flowed from the unworthy vessel that was his body into the already blackening wound. 

Then it struck him! Perhaps it was the magical light or the healing spell or something else, but in Cedric’s mind it was definitely another blessing by the Blazing Star! Suddenly he knew exactly what the giggling monsters were. He could remember reading about them as he had studied the undead at the temple years ago. “Ghouls! The gigglers are ghouls! That’s why their attack causes paralysis… They’re ghouls!”

In the momentary revelation Cedric didn’t realise there was still a horde zombies intent on feeding on some warm flesh. Ch’dau’s grim command brought the young man to his senses. He cast a quick glance down the hill towards the clearing and reality caught up with him. The priest swallowed. “Yes. Of course… Midge, please help me lift her up!” 

As the mage rushed to Cedric’s help and they managed to get back up carrying Kith between them, the priest thought of something and quickly turned to Gib. “The power of Solanis can help keep the zombies at bay, maybe even push them back. I wonder if that is the same for the Battle Lord? We must reduce the numbers or Ch’dau will find his spot in the Eternal Hunt!” Having said that, Cedric reached within his robe with his free hand and brought out the shining steel disk that was the holy symbol of Solanis.

"It is I, LeClerc!"

No, sorry. Wrong show.

So, the Inn's resident Finn has returned! Thank you, thank you for your kind words and applause. Please do sit down now, thanks very much.

It really has been a while since my last in-game post and I'm looking forward to joining you old geezers and some of you less old ones too in Olan's game. I will indeed be taking over Cedric and you'll probably notice some kind of change in the character, but hopingly not too much. A Lawful Good cleric of the Blazing Star would not have been my first... or third choice for a character, but out of the two options available, Cedric seemed like a more... let's say challenging one. 

Cedric to me seems like a humble, honest, kind, dull, devout, down to earth, dull, helpful, dull youngish man. Did I already mention he's a bit dull? In more than one ways actually, but that's the challenge. I'll try to make him seem less so. And I am ofc kidding here. There are so many interesting sides to him. Cedric is a really colorful person, just like his robe... A cheap, worn, yellow robe. So... imaginary, don't you think?   

All kidding aside, I've done backreading the story and the Q&A. I have the sheet. As soon as dear Olan sends me his answers to my questions, I'm ready to fly!


"One final admonition - this is a horror flavored game and I am an evil DM.  I will be very surprised if every character survives this adventure.  That is no fault of anyone here, it's just reality."  - t_catt11 

"This site makes me feel like I'm a part of a big happy family" 

That happened to all of us, dragon-soul92.    And indeed, I've been more off than on lately... quietly lurking in the shadows. 
Very good to meet you too and a warm welcome, however late, to the Inn from me as well!

So where's that Audalis source book? Haven't seen it in the local bookstores yet. Print already sold out?  

No blingbling or glitterdust? Oooh... Gotta see that.   

I know I'm late and very badly so. Even FB didn't warn me about your birthday Al. Stupid software by some stupid small company. I should sue them or something. Well whatever, being not-so-fashionably late, I'll drop in my not-so-fashionable congratulations: Hyvää syntymäpäivää, Albert!

Btw. Looking at the list of people dropping in congratulations of their (nicely on time), I'm impressed by the names I recognize and thought I'd maybe never see again. That's all me, not you, so cool down people. You know who I mean! Then again, I'm equally impressed by the names I do not recognize. Good to have new blood at the Inn. 

PS. Not impressed by the fact that you are all showing your love to Albert. That's expected. The man's more lovable than your teddybear was when you were six. Not even impressed by the fact that you dropped in your notes on time. But I'm happy to see all the new people coming in even after two decades. (yeah, yeah you may have been in here for years already. Who's counting?)

Gotta love this please!

Am I real? How can I tell? I know I'm typing here, but am I the Raven I used to know or am I trickster trying to fool myself into believing I am? Seriously guys, how do I know? Do you know me? Am I me or am I someone else? Who is me anyway? Am I stranger or have I been kidnapped? Calling out all old Innmates! Help me, please! 

Please?

Purdy puleeze? 

Now we need to bring out the good ole hot tub too! 

I would definitely apply for Olan's game, if there's a spot available! Well worth every word you type or read in the game for sure.

Join? Did I join at some point? I can't recall anymore what happened all. those. years. ago. I think something pulled me in here, but I can't really pinpoint what it was. Was our beloved webmaster? Or was it Alacrity or Bromern or Eol or or or... Or was it the spirit of the place that I somehow caught the scent of and followed in? Whatever it was that tricked me in here, it has also stopped me from leaving. And that's a good thing, a wonderful thing really.

Next Summer, if my memore doesn't completely fail me, it'll be 18 years since I first clicked the link in... Google? AltaVista? and ended up in here. It'll also be (or has already been?) 17 years when I joined t_catt11's Meanwhile game and took over Zibli.

Wow... Time sure passes quickly.

Don't worry Dragon-Soul, it's happened to all of us at some point. It sure did to me and I've been stuck in here for 17 or 18 years now.   17-18? Wowzers! Has it really been that long? It'll soon be 20!!! Woohoo!

Waaiit? Was that the Gruggster who dropped in a comment? Buddy! Awesome to see/hear about you again! I've been very quiet and even away for some moments, so ofc you may have been here all along. But daem did seeing your avatar make me a happy camper!

 I sure hope it does. And even if it doesn't, I'm still going to be around a lot more from now. Can't promise game partisipation yet, but when the fuzz'n buzz of the new job dies down... Who knows?

Eol, buddy!

Good to have you back. Hmm.. Now I don't really get to say that, do I? I've been gone far longer than you probably and only now, thanks to the love of our dear Webmaster, I actually managed to log in.

I'm glad to hear your daughter has now had surgery and treatment and I hope from all of my heart that she is and will be even better soon. 

Floyd is back! Woohoo!