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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Sign Making

Between Hylon Forest and Fonhinqann
Main Highway
Five and a Quarter Hours before Twilight

Qin eagerly looks around for something to use, like perhaps a piece of wood, but none are to be found. Disheartened the boy sits on the doorstep of the Bunny House.

"What should we use?" The boy wonders aloud, "I guess we could write on the house itself, but that's doesn't look nice..."

The house's external appearance is slightly run down, particularly around the windows that have not been looked at in some time, so the window shutters are half in their hinges, and a couple are even hanging loosely from the window.

Posted on 2008-05-19 at 17:21:40.

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Spinning Death


“Shatter like the night before the dawning sun! You shall plague her soul no longer!”

Armand's exclamation is followed by a loud, ringing and piercing noise. The huge crystal spider seems to resonate and vibrate at dangerous natural frequencies, until it somehow gets the strength to slam one of its legs into the ground, causing the vibrations to travel into the ground, and be gone before the spell could reach fruition. A few stress lines can be seen in the body of the spider, but not enough for comfort.

Deunan follows up Armand's spell with a few blows from her blade. The first blow, guided by Armand's prior cast magic and hitting a would-be-vital joint on the spider's body (were it not crystal), is unavoidable. A fierce crack can be heard as Deunan smiles with satisfaction, however, something unforeseen follows. The part of the spider's body that Deunan strikes then suddenly grows more crystal, appearing like needles, that fire with the noise of shattering glass, directly at Deunan. By instinct, she leaps to the side of the burst, and is only hit by a few shards. (-1 hp Deunan)

Not to be dishearted, Deunan strikes the spider again, and this time her blow barely catches the spider's body against its smooth carapiece. However, it still hits, and as another crack is heard, Deunan recoils against the backlash of crystal needles. (-2 hp Deunan)

Deunan goes for a final blow, but the blade clangs off the spider's carapiece harmlessly.

"Fools." The spider hisses, as it arranges its body in a peculiar form.

Suddenly it twists around, spinning on two of its legs as the others form a whirling top of dangerous blades. The spider only does one revolution, but the results are devestating. Deunan is able to duck under three legs, but all the others slash at her body, one even piercing her neck. Deunan slumps to the ground, frightfully near death. (one critical hit -28 hp Deunan, normal hits -(10 + 14) = -24 hp Deunan... Deunan's hp = -8 )

Coming out of its top-like form, the spider elegantly returns to an offensive position. The stress lines in its body are far more pronounced, but it definitely still is as deadly as ever.

"Are you ready to die?" it almost purrs, taking a step forward.

Posted on 2008-05-19 at 16:49:54.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 17:19:50 by Reralae

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Unfortunate Predator

Between Wanqir and Aqinarr
Plains of Tiancann
Three Hours before Twilight

Sitting up quickly, Dusk can see the pitiful creature that was stalking him. It is a tiger, but only barely. Its ribs can be seen through its thin skin, and it has a desperate look in its eyes. Seeing that it's been spotted, it leaps forward... only to find and remember that its leg muscles are not strong enough to pounce now. It lands a few feet away before Dusk, despite having pounced from just ten feet away. It looks away sheepishly, and weakly begins to walk away.

Posted on 2008-05-19 at 16:04:12.

Topic: Silent Hill Q&A
Subject: *in a high, cartoon-pitched voice*

Run away!

Hehehehe, Cindi got us into this mess, so she'll see if she can do anything to get us out... not that she knows anything about the existance of the other characters of course, although I'm guessing they know about her now

BTW... is there anything Cindi can wield there, or will she have to start whacking things with her wierd flute?

Posted on 2008-05-19 at 04:28:47.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 04:31:48 by Reralae

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Guardian of the Mark


Armand raises his hands and weaves them through the air while formulating the spell orally. The spell forms a circular rune array of light in the air, which twirls around until it lies flat, its center pointing directly at the Mark. From the center of the array, a beam of purifying light fires down at the Mark.

Something is wrong. The magic strains, causing a large gale to form as something fights against the flow of magic. Renshiir screams as the world suddenly fades. Armand and Deunan's vision returns, and they are standing on a flat, empty space. Against the 'floor' of the space, the sound of nails on chalkboard resonates through the area as the apparition of the crystalline spider stalks towards them. Clearly, it did not like the cleansing attempt, and now the Guardian of the Mark is going to take any means possible to cancel Armand's spell, namely by killing Armand.

"Back down." The spider hisses, its voice threatening, and cold, like the crystal the spider is made out of. Its voice seems almost like an imitation of Renshiir's, but is far more malevolent than the killoren.

The spider suddenly jerks forward, clearing the space between it and Armand and Deunan. Swiftly, it brings forth a crystaline leg and soundly pierces Deunan's armour at the shoulder. The pain is intense, and as the spider withdraws its leg tip, blood spatters from its tip as droplets into the empty space. (-18 hp for Deunan)

Posted on 2008-05-19 at 04:08:18.
Edited on 2008-05-19 at 06:26:32 by Reralae

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.


Quite possible. Cindi thinks, I just don't remember.

Posted on 2008-05-18 at 23:50:23.

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.

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.

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.

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Battle Chamber

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.

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Last Answer

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.

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.

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.

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: Answers from the Elderly Cleric

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.

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.

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.

Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Linsemptus
Subject: The Spell Revealed

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.

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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