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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Mark of the Collectors
Outskirts of Hylon Forest
Unmapped Area
Six Hours before Twilight
Slipping the cloak over her head and pushing her chain shirt and vest up to reveal her back, Armand and Deunan are shown a hideous image. Imprinted into Renshiir's skin itself is a large tattoo, if the word can be used to describe something this large. A wavy, golden border stained with blotches of red ink to show blood marks the edges of this artwork. In the center of the black void, descending on a strand of silken thread, is depected a terrible and other-worldly spider, its carapiece's joints all sharp and angular, and it looks as though it is made out of crystal diamonds, rubies and other gemstones. It too is blotched with ink blood. In the clutches of its eight legs is a perfect sphere, a crystal orb that almost seems to shine with power in the image. It is an incredibly life-like image, a horrid tattoo, and Deunan recoils from it at its appearance.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:38:35.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Words Unneeded
Outskirts of Hylon Forest
Unmapped Area
Six Hours before Twilight
As soon as Armand's question is asked, somehow his Detect Evil vision bypasses something that was blocking it before, and an immense aura of red infests itself within his vision. It is hard to look at, and Armand's body actually freezes with the chills of the aura. As far as Armand can tell, the aura seemed to erupt from somewhere on Renshiir's back (but not from Renshiir herself).
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 03:14:25.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 03:15:32 by Reralae
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Where's Cindi?
She vanished... *hides under a pillow*
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 02:59:38.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 03:00:56 by Reralae
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Speak Now, or Forever Hold Your Peace
Outskirts of Hylon Forest
Unmapped Area
Six Hours before Twilight
Renshiir is breathing so fast she is nearly hyperventilating. Her eyes dart back and forth between Armand, Caduceus and Deunan. Well, specifically Deunan's blade.
Renshiir is dressed rather plainly, if you're looking at a higher-class person. Her vest is embroidered, dark green cotton, and her pant is a fairly well-set leather. Underneath her vest can be seen mithril links, a chain shirt from the looks of it. Her cloak is a dark green with a silvery lining, she wears supple, leather gloves and fairly well-made leather boots. On her head, over her long hair, she also wears a silvery circlet. At her side is a long, thin rapier.
Taking in deeper breaths, she seems to calm down, physically at any rate; her eyes still show hints of panic at the edges.
"Look," Renshiir says, "I can't say anything. Period. If I do, I die. Plain and simple. It's not that I don't want to; it's that I'd never even be able to finish the first word. You have to believe me."
Despite the woman's outrageous claim and shifty nature, it is quite clear that even as Deunan and Armand glimpse at her soul, she is telling the truth.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 02:47:03.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Only A Nightmare
Outskirts of Hylon Forest
Unmapped Area
Six Hours before Twilight
The killoren Renshiir can be seen shaking her head frantically as she runs.
"If I don't say anything I'll die, if I say anything I'll die, this is a terrible terrible terrible terrible nightmare! Wake up! Wake up! I never wanted this!"
Not looking where she is going at this point, Renshiir runs head-on into the trunk of an elderly tree, and just about collapses.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 01:53:40.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 01:55:07 by Reralae
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Return of the Bunnies
Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Main Highway
Five and a Quarter Hours before Twilight
Qin thinks about what Tristan said. It made sense, and even he could see that.
Suddenly, there is a bit of a whoosh sound as all the little dust bunnies that ran away suddenly return to run back to the Bunny House. They leap and bound through the grass, to the door of the house, and through the cat-flap. Then, as quickly as they all ran past, the relatively silent afternoon returns, and Qin just stares back at the house.
"Should we make a sign for the bunnies or something?" Qin suggests.
Posted on 2008-05-19 at 00:38:51.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 00:39:12 by Reralae
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: First Post!
Alright... I know I probably took a few liberties here and there, but I hope that's OK for now...
Anyway... is there a scent on the wrapper? Regardless if there is or not, I presume it doesn't spark any memory, so I guess Cindi will look at the computer/register/things (U-area).
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 23:58:20.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: Wow, Bad Amnesia
"Cindi? C, I, N, D, I." Cindi murmurs to herself, trying to stimulate memory, "Nope, nothing."
Well, if her own name couldn't get any memories, then either it wasn't her name, or nothing would unlock those memories sealed in that head of hers somewhere. Chilly, the air felt cold. Instinctively, wherever the instinct might have come from, Cindi grabs her hoodie and puts it on. How fitting She thought, as she put her hood up in an 'emo mode'... whatever that might be.
Pulling herself to a cross-legged position, Cindi looks through her backpack. Perhaps something in there would be of use or could spark memory. The first thing she saw in it is a flute. Cindi liked music, or... wait... another blank. Putting the mouthpiece to her lips, and pressing down a few random keys, she tentatively blows, and nearly winces at the result. It is out of tune. By instinct she reaches to adjust the mouthpiece, but the flute is solid, and she cannot twist or otherwise move the mouthpice. Hmm, an out-of-tune flute, how does that help?
Setting it back in her pack, she reaches for the next item. A soft clinking noise can be heard as she pulls out a bag of marbles. How'd that get there? Cindi wonders. She puts it back carefully, then pulls out a pair of scissors and a ribbon. That's handy, Cindi thought, Something that I can cut and something to cut with if I needed to. Putting these two things back in her pack, she pulls out a candy wrapper, and raises a delicate, thin, red eyebrow. She sniffs the wrapper for a scent, perhaps something to trace in her lack of memory.
She puts it back in her pack, despite the fact no one would likely have qualms about her littering. There was only two shapes left in her pack that she hadn't already looked at. She pulls out one, which turns out to be a hand mirror with a crack down the middle. Looking at it seems to give Cindi a bit of a headache, but she had a... feeling... she felt she wanted it to have more cracks than that. Shaking her head, she puts the mirror away and pulls out the final object. It is a card, slightly longer and thinner than a playing card, with one side completely red that has a Chinese circle pattern in the back, while the other side has a white border around a frame of black that seeps into the plain white center. At the bottom of the frame is written 'White' and at the top right corner of the card is a small column with the characters se and bai, then the number 34. If Cindi remembered correctly, this card meant... uh... it meant... nope, another blank. This really wasn't her day. Cindi puts the card back in her pack, resignedly, and puts the pack over her shoulder.
Cindi stands up and takes a look around where she is. What a peculiar place. One part of her felt like running and screaming... wait, parts... yes, something about parts. Parts... not-cracked-enough mirror... nope, just a blank. Cindi's eyes wander, and are caught by the black spraypaint on the floor.
SHE MADE ME DO IT
Quite possible. Cindi thinks, I just don't remember.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 23:50:23.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Good to know...
So it'll only be vocalizations at most right now that make a nice sound, until she has the time to think out a beat and lyrics, which probably won't happen anytime soon, although you never know 
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 23:14:46.
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Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: Question...
Is anything written, or is it illegible?
and also, in terms of memory can Cindi remember music lyrics (but not where they're from or anything related to them)?
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 22:57:11.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Follow the Light... or the Drink
Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Main Highway
Five and a Quarter Hours before Twilight
So there they were; one circle returned to its start and another began. The boy, who gave himself the name of Qin, pretty much attached himself to Tristan, and so the duo (trio if you include the bunny hiding in Tristan's bag) wandered off.
"So... how did you get to be so good at punching and kicking dust bunnies?" Qin asks
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 22:47:46.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Battle Chamber
Fonhinqann
Gladiator Chamber B
Five and Three Quarter Hours before Twilight
Whoever did the decor of Fahinn's office certainly did not do the decor of this room. Archetectural worksmanship line the room with furnishings of maple wood, marble stone and even golden trim. Along one side of the room is a wide shelf supposedly for the long-term gladiators to keep their weapons, and indeed, there are universal stands within the shelves to hold all manner of weapons. Along another side is a wardrobe, specifically designed to hold armour and even shields. A well-made four poster bed lies in the corner of the room, and in the center of the room lies a beautifully carved table and set of chairs.
An attendant stands at the door, ready to help Manalagna with setting up armour, weapons or anything else. The man, named Tenarr, seems to be very knowledgeable of weapons and armour, and admits that he had some experience as a blacksmith.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 22:23:26.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Last Answer
Fonhinqann
Gladiator Arena Main Office
Six Hours before Twilight
The elderly man smiles at Manalagna's request for introductions, despite it being so late in the conversation, "I don't mind; when emotions run high, the only thing that matters is the moment, not the details. I am called Fahinn Wencor, and we all just call the announcer Ken. He does a very good job at what he does." Fahinn chuckles.
"Thank you for your kindness and patience in answering my naieve questions sir! Now if you would be so kind as to direct me to my battle chamber so I can prepare to entertain the masses ... and prove myself a worthy opponent against your champion Xira!"
Fahinn nods solemnly, "Your chamber is on the western end of the arena. You can't miss it."
"But one last question if I may ... would Xira be your daughter?"
Fahinn breathes in sharply, "One time, long ago, yes, I knew her as my daughter. Her name was Morganna. Who she is now..." Fahinn's hands shake, and he quickly steadies himself in his chair.
Taking in a deep breath, Fahinn finishes, "To answer your question, no, Xira is not my daughter."
In this single statement, Manalagna can truly see just how old Fahinn is.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 21:56:43.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: The Dancer of the Moon
(Later on, in Linnix's room)
Linnix still wears the dress, even as the moon rises towards its peak, giving her gown the shimmering appearance reminiscent of that of a ghostly figure. She had taken off the eyeshadow and lipstick; the blush had disappeared with Linnix's tears. She sits cross-legged on the floor in front of the window, staring at the moon above.
"Aelistae," Linnix says, "When I first saw you dancing, under the moon, it reminded me of my sister's dancing. That woman that appeared when we danced held the same likeness as my sister, even her favourite gown. Her name is Caera."
"Caera loved to dance. If she had a choice, I honestly believe she would dance forever if I let her." Linnix says, chuckling slightly.
Linnix turns to Aelistae, "She wanted me to dance too, and I promised her I would try. It is a promise I only fulfilled just now."
Linnix smiles, "I wish Caera got to meet you; you two would have connected quite well."
Linnix turns back to gaze at the moon, "Caera loved dancing in the shadows under the moon. I would ask her why it was always the moon, and she told me that there was a lady that liked to watch people dance in the moonlight. She said that the Lady felt everyone was equal, if not the same, in the rays of the moon, uncoloured by the sun. Caera called her the Lady of the Moon."
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 21:44:31.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Truth of the Matter
Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Abandoned House
Five and a Half Hours before Twilight
The boy averts his eyes again, this time out of sorrow than actual embarrassment.
"Parents... I don't have any." He says.
His apparel matches his statement, consisting of a worn shawl and torn, baggy pants.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 21:15:37.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Answers from the Elderly Cleric
Fonhinqann
Gladiator Arena Main Office
Six Hours before Twilight
"What can you tell me ... or are willing to tell me ... about this gift that Xira offers?"
The man shakes his head, "Don't speak of it lightly. I'm afraid I won't tell you much right now, seeing as Xira will likely use it in your battle against her, but if she does you will definitely see what it is. You cannot mistake its dark aura."
"Thank You! I Understand Completely! Now what can you tell me ... or are willing to tell me ... about Xira's hands ... and why they are wrapped in bandages?"
The man winces visibly, "That child bears a lot of pain when she fights, and both weapons she uses hurt her as well as the one she uses them against. Her hands are just where she is hurt the most by... that one weapon.
"I See! Now what type of reward ... if any ... do I receive if Xira defeats me in the arena ... not that I intend to let her win just to gain a reward from anyone!"
The man smiles, "Of course, of course. You do attain a consolation prize consisting of five hundred golden crowns."
"Are there any battle rules in the arena I need to be aware of ... and what battle gear am I allowed to employ in this Sand Dance?"
The man grimices, "So many fighters have different fighting styles that all follow incoherent rules and regulations. Given this circumstance, I technically cannot ban anything in the arena. The one thing fighters are commonly consistent with though is they do want a one-on-one battle, and so that's the only rule in place. As for gear, you can use anything you have."
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 21:11:54.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Typical Answer
Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Abandoned House
Five and a Half Hours before Twilight
"Huh?" The boy says, "There was?"
His look of innocence is so terribly fake that he even sheepishly realizes and averts his eyes.
"There was a rumour that there was a bunny statue in that house worth quite a bit." The boy says simply, "No one bothered to check, so I thought I would..."
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 20:47:22.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Calming the Bunny
Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Abandoned House
Five and a Half Hours before Twilight
Somehow, the small life-size bunny statue seems to understand, or perhaps something else happened. Either way, it no longer showed fear. It still seemed lonely though.
Stepping outside, Tristan notices the doormat for the first time. It is rather plain, with a pattern of bunnies running around the edge of it, but written on it in dirt can be made out the following, provided you can read bad handwriting: 'The Bunny's House, Please Don't Disturb!'
The boy had stayed true to Tristan's instructions, and was hiding, albiet not all that well, in the tall grass down the road.
"Oh! Did you get them?" The boy asks eagerly, almost too eagerly...
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 20:09:13.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Spell Revealed
Fonhinqann
Gladiator Arena Main Office
Six Hours before Twilight
"I have accepted the challenge to fight your champion Xira ... your announcer told me that my reward for victory ... was a special gift from Xira ... and two thousand golden crowns ... from you sir!"
"Yes, that is true, and I strongly recommend you don't accept what Xira will give you... it is a terrible thing, and I wonder if it is what made her that way. The poor girl... However, I don't believe that's the only thing you came here for, am I right?" The elderly man says intuitively.
"I was also informed that a spell over this arena ... apparently created and maintained by you sir ... will spare both your champion Xira ... and myself ... the indignity of dying in battle ... is this true?"
"Ah yes, the spell... yes, it is true. I have managed to keep even those ones that stay fighting until their last breath from dying. I'm afraid I cannot offer any proof of the spell's existance, since it is not a physical thing like the hourglass I use, but if you have the capability and you feel with your mind's eye, you will find that there is a strong magical aura on the field. It took me several years of my youth to develop it, this spell. You see, what it does is it senses for when a person is dying, and then it infuses them with wholesome positive energy, keeping them alive. They remain unconscious for an hour or two, but they will not die. Simple, but sometimes the simplest things are the hardest to form and maintain. I personally take care of the fallen as well, using my healing abilities. I can heal any person." The elderly man says, exuding a strength of spirit found in those who look after other people's lives.
The man then winces, however, and adds, "Well, not any person... Xira is the only exception I've encountered. Her hands, and perhaps her mind, I cannot seem to heal. Don't get me wrong; I have tried my hardest, but it just doesn't do anything for her." The elderly man says bitterly, shaking his head.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 19:56:55.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Talking Bunny Statue... In a Way
Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Abandoned House
Seven and a Half Hours before Twilight
Tristan picks up the bunny statue, and as soon as he does, he just senses a feeling resonating from the bunny. It is fear.
(provided you still search)
Apart from the large dust pile on the floor and a few other things, the house is actually spotless and perfectly clean. Only from outside does it look run-down and abandoned. There are also what look like dust carrots and other such bunny-related items lying scattered around the place, but nothing really of interest apart from the statue.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 19:43:12.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Linsemptus - Q/A
Subject: Not particularly
The office is a rather plain, small building tacked onto the side of the arena, maybe in comparison to real-life it could be considered like a slightly enlarged cubicle of an office building.
As for the chamber, it too is rather plain, but I'll describe that when you get there.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 19:26:15.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Manager of Conflict
Fonhinqann
Gladiator Arena Main Office
Six Hours before Twilight
"Good afternoon, how may I help you?" The man behind the wooden desk is an elderly man, and he looks kindly towards the dwarf as he enters the small office.
The office looks rather plain, but hardly run down. It is as though the decorator strived for, and achieved, an oversimplification that provides only what is required of an office. In front of the man on the desk there is a crystal orb, presumably so he can witness the arena matches without having to be put into the often-rowdy audience. The man himself is dressed in a style reminiscent of a higher-order cleric, with a robe similar to that of a priest's.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 19:21:54.
Edited on 2008-05-18 at 19:32:38 by Reralae
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: "Until you are with me, together in this place"
"We will honour her, as we honour all those who are dear to us and have been taken away,"
Linnix ends her dance as Aelistae does, slowing her movements, moving just slower and slower, until she stops. She returns the embrace given by Aelistae, the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. The image of Caera vanishes from the sight of her eyes, but remains in her mind's eye.
"There's... something I should tell you." Linnix says, "But not here... will you come by my room?"
Feeling very nostalgic, Linnix wanders off to her room in the inn, unsteady, and very much like someone who is daydreaming.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 19:15:26.
Edited on 2008-05-18 at 19:38:53 by Reralae
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Staring Contest
Fonhinqann
Gladiator Arena
Six Hours before Twilight
Xira returns Manalagna's stare, her dark brown eyes so nearly black and void that it is unnerving.
The announcer coughs once more, drawing the attention back to him, "If you wish to hear more about the spell, the manager can answer your questions, as he is the one who cast and continues to maintain the spell. He is inside the main office just outside the arena. You'll also find that your chamber to prepare in is on that side of the arena, as for time, you have until the sand in the hourglass falls." The announcer points to the respective arena end and to the hourglass that somehow appeared unbeknownst to Manalagna in the center of the arena. It appears to be actually made of sand, and is slowly draining from the top down.
Xira turns and walks towards her chamber, "Until later then."
The announcer shakes his head at Xira, "Honestly, why she has to be so... strange... I have no idea." he mutters under his breath.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 19:07:01.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Lonely Bunny
Between Hylon Forest and Honhinqann
Deserted House
Five and a Half Hours before Twilight
It had actually taken some time to locate the source of the crying sound, and when Tristan does, it is so bizarre he wonders if he even heard right.
Now silent in the house, Tristan stares at a small, bunny statue, hidden in the dust of the now felled Dire Dust Bunny. Dusting it off, it can be seen to be very very lifelike, despite it being marble. It looks so lifelike that it actually looks like it is very sad; very lonely.
Posted on 2008-05-18 at 16:36:44.
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