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Topic: A Cold Day in Hell
Subject: Comm check...
“Lee. You have comms experience. Take a look at the satellite controls and tell me if the issue is with the equipment here or the dish outside. Johanssen, take over Lee’s post, please,” she ordered crisply as she typed in the access codes she’d been given. When she was rebuffed by the system, she tried a few quick and dirty hacks, fingers flying as fast as her overclocked brain. The security was surprisingly sophisticated, enough to impress the artist in her.
"Yes Maam," Lee replies.
Waiting till Kane comes to relieve him at the door, Sgt Lee then moves over to the comm station and begins to run a system check on the ComSat systems. He begins by checking the operations status of the point-to-point microwave relay equipment.
If the equipment seems to be powered up and functioning, then he will try to get a wave through to a satellite in either a Geostationary, Molniya, or low polar orbits. He will even try the MILSTAR sat even though from this latitude it would be near the horizon or even possibly out of LOS. If he can send out a carrier wave and get a response back from any of the available satellites then he can verify the equipment and that they are getting out. In any case he will report his findings to WO Blake and the others on the ComSat equipment status.
Posted on 2008-04-22 at 00:03:57.
Edited on 2008-04-22 at 13:17:09 by YeOlde
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Topic: Rememberance for my Grandmother
Subject: My Condolensces....
Having lost my mother to cancer many years ago... I know it is hard to accept the loss but at least her suffering has ended and no matter if you believe in an afterlife or not... she has gone on to a better place.
My best wishes to you and your family at this tough time!
Posted on 2008-04-21 at 23:34:09.
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Topic: Peradyse Lost
Subject: Outsider.... decisions...
“Nay lass it’s okay I deserved the humor of the others and I hold no ill will to any, after all laughter some say is good for the soul. It’s just my lack of knowledge where magic is concerned that embarrasses me.
I should have known that Stone Horse was too big but I did not. Never fear lass I’ll be me same ole grumpy self when we be leav’in here, but I thanks ya for your concern.”
Vatta stood there a moment looking at the dwarf as he turned back to his mug, she merely nodded and turned and walked slowly out of the inn.
Outside she walked along the street looking at the people gathered here. She felt so out of place out here, part of a band of adventurers who strove to help these people and save them from an apparent invasion. She sighed and continued to walk till she reached the end of town where she could be alone. Normally, in a city when she felt a little out of sorts with people all around her, she would go down to the sewers and while alone she would deal with her thoughts. But Asbenford was only a town and didn’t have sewers like she was use to, so she contended herself with out here on the edge away from people.
She considered if this was the place for her, in this group. She seemed and felt so out of place around these relative strangers. Sure she had fought with them once but the battle had been brief and now that it was over, for now, she felt like she wasn’t part of the group. The others had been together for awhile it seemed and she felt like an outsider, something she was use to, and it made her wonder if she should continue with this party when they went on to their next mission.
She just stood there, outside of town and watched as the sun slowly approached the horizon. It would be dark soon, a time in which she felt safe and comfortable. She had much to think about, and while she didn’t know what she would decide, but she knew the future would tell.
Posted on 2008-04-21 at 23:04:19.
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Topic: Garayon - Reign of Darkness
Subject: The fight to escape....
Location: Northpoint Road – Leeside Way Inn
Date/Time: Day Three – Mid Morning
As the party raced out of the Inn and to the stables, some arriving sooner than others, and begin to ready their mounts, the stable man seeing they are in a hurray to leave helped them anyway he could. Since Siliwen is the last to exit, having had to go back upstairs to get her things, when she gets to the mount it is almost ready thanks to the stable man and they are all ready to ride together.
Siliwen turns to the stable man and flips him a gold. "Trouble comes It would be best if you are not here until it leaves. This should compensate you. Take the day off and be far away."
He catches the coin expertly from the air and smiles, “Thank you and may the gods watch over you.”
The star rises from Siliwen’s ring at her mental command and it points towards the Southwest, off of the main road which is now headed Southeast. They decide to head South as it will still keep them close to their intended direction but maybe anyone trying to follow them would think they were sticking to the road.
They race out of the Stabling yard and head out across the plain and the ground rises slightly giving them a good view of the area around them. They feel it first, a foul wind that seems to come fro the Northwest and it send shivers down their spines causing all to turn and look even as their horses seem to speed up in response to the dread they feel in the air.
Off to their right and behind them it is open plain and they can see for a good distance across the grassland in front of the Inn. As the wind picks up they see a large dark blot on the plain; it is shaped like a wedge with the point aimed directly at the Inn behind them. The keenest eyes among them, can see that the wedge is comprised of tall dark creatures much like the one they seen when they were attacked by the wolves; a Shelnak or rather about 20 of them this time in the wedge like formation they were warned about previously.
The Dark wedge seems to swallow up all the light around it making it look like a blot of disease upon the land; the wedge is headed straight for the Inn. As it moves across the grassland it leaves a burned looking scar behind it as if the tread of their feet sucks the live from the very ground upon which they trod.
Suddenly the wedge stops and they can see a lone robed figure standing in front of the wedge barring its path. They can not hear anything except the wind and the galloping of their horses but it seems as if some kind of conversation is happening. Then without warning the Shelnak at the apex of the wedge draws a 7’ long triangular metal rod and wielding it like a weapon lashes out at the smaller man before it.
The staff of the man, undoubtedly Alarcan, catches the metal rod and a clash of power erupts from their contact. The power released is so great that the onlookers must turn their heads or shield their eyes at first or risk blindness. When their vision clears, they see bolts of lightning crashing down from the clear sky and striking at the wedge while the battle rages on between the Shelnak Leader and Alacran. Great gouts of red power are flung at Alacran from the metal rod of the Shelnak leader only to be batted aside with gestures of the man’s staff.
The sight of Alacran fighting alone against such a powerful opponent so that the party can retreat causes some hesitation in the group; but even as the thought occurred they all heard the mage’s voice as clearly as if he were standing in front of them.
“Do not turn from your path,” Alacran’s voice said, “this foe is beyond your power. Flee and stay on your mission… never fear.. I will survive this as this Master is not so formidable… I will send you another ‘companion’ later whose purpose may not be clear but he will aid you I am sure … for I have been preparing him for this mission while waiting for your arrival…. Good luck my friends… keep heart and never doubt your ability.”
The thunderclaps from the lightning and the clash of powers can be heard above the noise of their pursuit as the party crested the rise and then rode over it leaving the battle behind them.
The group races across the plain and shortly they find a large wooded area in their path, slowing so their horses can find their way, they follow Siliwen’s directions as they make their way through the forest as fast as they dare. After a couple hours the horses are showing signs of exhaustion and they know that they must rest or risk loosing some of their mounts. Slowing to a walk they ride on for a little while and shortly after Noon they find a small area which is big enough for a small camp. Stopping they dismount and sigh heavily in relief as they have seen no signs of pursuit.
Location: Northpoint Road – Leeside Way Inn
Date/Time: Day Three – Early Afternoon
Posted on 2008-04-21 at 19:34:31.
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Topic: GASP! Is that Eol?
Subject: Well...
Happy Belated Birthday man... hope you had fun!
Posted on 2008-04-21 at 15:00:38.
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Topic: Applauds?
Subject: Thanks Van...
.. I was signed in.. and was hitting the Appauld button but the count on the people werent going up.. Grugg clarified the function for me.
I learned something new today.. it is a good day.
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 20:34:31.
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Topic: Applauds?
Subject: AH....
I see.. ok.. thanks for the explaination Grugg!
Thanks for the Applaud... say.. you are an ok guy.. no matter what people say about you. 
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 20:32:42.
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Topic: Applauds?
Subject: Applauds?
Is anyone else experiencing problems with the Applaud function?
I cant seem to Applaud people's excellent posts. 
Is there some limitations to which I am unaware?
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 20:25:20.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Mature Content
Subject: Short and sweet...
The Red Lantern – East Marina – Night City – March, Friday 13th, 2020, 12:12pm
“What’s your number, Peacekeeper? I’ll fire you a tag and you can shoot me the map. I’d suggest the rest of you with phones do the same.” Scribe instructed
Mae pulled out his phone and if Peacekeeper gave out her number he too would send her a tag so she could send him the map.
“I might be able to offer some suggestions,” MDK said, “if I could see the layout.”
The Red Lantern – East Marina – Night City – March, Friday 13th, 2020, 12:12pm
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 20:18:36.
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Topic: Happy Birthday Suicidolt!
Subject: 23?...
...23? Geez, I dont even remember when I was 23.. 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUI!!!!!
May you have many more!
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 20:12:15.
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Topic: Final Season of Battlestar
Subject: Caprica
..forgot.. check out further info here:
http://en.battlestarwiki.org/wiki/Caprica_(series)
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 19:57:15.
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Topic: Final Season of Battlestar
Subject: BSG Prequel
.. well there is the Prequel Caprica series that looks like it will be greenlighted.. we us BSG fans have something to look forward to ..hopefully.
We will have to wait and see...
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 19:52:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Fun time
I have posted as well... your up Glory!
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 19:31:32.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: A pleasant entertainment...
Stardate: 2374.09.01
USS Charon – Captain’s Ready Room – 1830 hours
Lt. Cmdr Talon entered the Captain’s Ready room when the door opened and gestured to the Bajoran to follow him in. Taking a couple steps inside to allow room for the female to enter nodded his head and thumped his chest with his fist, the typical Lyran salute, to the Captain. It wasn’t standard policy for Senior StarFleet Officers to salute, but aboard Lyran ships is was still mandatory and a habit for Talon.
“Captain,” Talon began, “I would like to introduce Lt. Mas’Riat.” He had a strangely amused grin on his face, something that most people who knew him meant he found something funny that would usually irritate others. The Captain had seen this look before and knew the Lyran was finding some perverse pleasure in bringing this officer before him.
“She has been assigned to the Charon,” Talon continued, “just today… a special assignment .. Just for this mission I take it.”
He turned his head and glanced down at Lt. Mas’Riat to give her a chance to speak now. Inwardly Talon was eager to see how this meeting went as he could tell, as most of the Senior Officers aboard the Charon, that the Captain was in an even more fouler mood than usual.
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 19:28:00.
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Topic: A Cold Day in Hell
Subject: Standing Guard...
Having secured the Communications Center Lee guarded the doorway he had come in as the Lt and WO Blake made their observations of the contents of the computer system and the shelves.
The LT turned and pointed at the doors in a likely unnecessary order. “Secure those. We’re taking over this post for a time. Staff Sergeant Kane, contact Corporal Hatherford and make sure everything is still kosher back at the observatory.”
Sgt Lee gestured to Pearson to stay with him and guard the North entrance of the Comm Center and let the Staff doing the investigating. He assumed Sgt Kane would assign someone to the East door that they had entered.
Lee didn’t know it but he had similar thoughts to those of the LT running through his head. Something strange had happened here; something beyond imagining maybe. What the two surviving soldiers had said about the Rangers being disbanded long ago especially drew his attention.
Maybe some experiment here had caused some kind of warp in space and time; maybe now they were in the future or even an alternate reality. He remembered as a kid reading novels about such things; even though his parents and grandfather forbid him reading such ’trash’ as they called it. He had found such things entertaining even though he didn’t believe such things were possible; but maybe he would reassess his beliefs considering the goings on here.
He cleared his thoughts from the ’possibilities’ and turned them to the facts. They were in hostile unknown territory and it was his duty to ensure that he did his job to safeguard the others at all costs. Standing alert at the North Door he kept a watch and an ear on the hallway outside the room.
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 19:15:08.
Edited on 2008-04-20 at 20:42:34 by YeOlde
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Topic: A Cold Day in Hell Q&A
Subject: "got your Six"
Van is absolutely right... when your told to watch my six.. it means you have the back guard position.. watching to make sure nothing comes up behind them. Works for ground troops and aerial combat.
As for posting, I am kind of waiting on one of the guys in Charge, the LT or Staff Sgt, to give orders.
Glad to se this adventure going again.. waiting to see what happens next.
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 16:50:31.
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Topic: NEW
Subject: Welcome to the Inn...
Throwing Spiders? Hmm.. care to share the origin on that name? Just Curious!
Let me add my warnings as have the others... beware of the Grugg! I'm heard tell he eats new posters.. that is why we have so few of them.
Posted on 2008-04-20 at 02:27:06.
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Topic: Drakehorde: Daggers in the Night
Subject: Damn lousy thieves.. cant trust any of them...
Drydoc, The Eye of the Dragon
Marketplace
Febre, Mid day
Tanglefoot silently cursed his luck; here he as looking down the alley the kobold thief had ducked down and knew he was going to have to take a chance. He wasn’t part of the Drydoc guild and visiting thieves were required to check in with the guild and get permission to ‘operate’ in the Guild’s territory, usually at a considerable percent of any profits. The Halfling had failed to do that, a mere oversight really, that and he didn’t like to give anyone money for which he had worked and sweated.
Sighing heavily, he started off down the alleyway hoping to catch the thief, not likely; otherwise he would have some explaining to do. He ran ideas through his head as he went down the alley as if chasing someone. His keen eyes open for any sign of a trap or ambush which he knew was sure to come. If accosted by thieves of the guild, thumpers most likely, large strong thieves who were the strong arm of the guild, he would give them his story.
“I was just robbed by this kobold that ran down this alley,” he would say trying to sound small and helpless, not too hard since he was small and therefore usually considered helpless. He was alert though for any sign of attack and would defend himself if necessary and even retreat if it came to it, but he hoped to talk to someone and try to make a deal of some kind. He had to have that statuette or he would have to go on the run, he hated running for his life, he was afraid that one day he would only die tired.
Posted on 2008-04-18 at 18:19:51.
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Topic: Chat?
Subject: No smoke grenades hmmmm? .....
~Throws an entire Strawberry Topped New York Cheesecake into the chat... just to see who comes up with it~
Posted on 2008-04-18 at 00:24:15.
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Topic: Garayon - Reign of Darkness Q&A
Subject: ok..
.. I will try and keep that in mind and make sure to give you time between those days to post. Maybe you can check on Wed and then Sat to see if you need to post that way we cover both ends.
Posted on 2008-04-17 at 23:19:20.
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Topic: The Guiding Light
Subject: Meeting with the Slaa'kar...
"Outlandersss return," the shorter slaa'kar speaks. "You have killed the dirty humansss?"
“Ke’molsss ta nalzzzz” Varuna spoke up bowing his head and showing his empty hands in greeting, a sign of one who comes in peace.
“We have not killed the dirty humans,” he continued, “We have captured one and learned of their location and their numbers which are superior to our own meager group. We would ask if you might be able to aid us in flushing out the invaders and driving them from your lands.”
He paused to gauge their initial reaction, if they didn’t become hostile he would turn to look at El’Aranthea as he continued, “Our leader here will explain how we think you may help us.”
Varuna hoped she had a plan, they hadn’t discussed how the Slaa’kar would be used in their attack on the pirates. He was no tactician and since she was a warrior he thought maybe she already had an idea. For now, he would wait to hear her out as she laid out her plan to the Slaa’kar and if necessary he would add any thoughts of his own.
Posted on 2008-04-17 at 23:15:17.
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Topic: Star Trek: Cerberus Recruitment
Subject: Good news!
Glad to have you back aboard Captain! Ahead Warp Factor 9! Engage!
Posted on 2008-04-17 at 23:01:06.
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Topic: Tom Cruise Joining 'Star Trek' cast?
Subject: Great Idea...
..about the only use he could serve in ANY movie in my opinion. Excellent Idea Eol!
Posted on 2008-04-17 at 20:12:29.
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Topic: Garayon - Reign of Darkness
Subject: More revelations.. explainations... assistance.. and danger...
Location: Northpoint Road – Leeside Way Inn
Date/Time: Day Three – Morning
. "How do you come to have the mark? Are you also from another place?" Billy asked as he studied the mark looking for anything different about it than the one on his own hand though he didn't expect there to be anything different. "How can we know who to trust? You say the old woman is against us and you are with us. But she also claimed to be on our side and aided us much as you just have." Billy scratched his head then added, "She didn't have the mark or she didn't show us one so maybe she really is a bad old lady. You see, this is why I don't like mages, they are too tricky. At least warriors of honor show their allegiance and make known who they serve." Billy placed a hand against his forehead, "I think this is all giving me a headache."
Reaching out her hand to Billy’s hand Siliwen touched it touched it gently. “Be easy in you mind. . We were all taken in but her actions. Alacran bears the mark we were told to trust. . If the message we received when we were first brought here is at all true then he is a part of why we are hear and not someone who stands against us.”
She looked at Alacran “you could have shown me that mark the first time you know.”
“I also think we need throw away the salve she gave us against the Nas’ir poison. I am afraid to use it now considering what Alacran said. Sir, do you have anything that is good against the Nas’ir poison.
And I think we need to get going a quickly as possible from here if they came here to intervene I’ll bet that soon some one will come to check out what has happened. I would like to be well away from here by then.
Thor at once turns to Alacran and the others in the group. “First I must say Alacran if you knew this why did you not just show us in the first place why the trust games? That said I must believe that the power that brought us here would be able to mark us so that the evil powers he wants us to fight here would not be able to duplicate it or the very idea of marking us would make no sense. Thus with Alacran being marked as we are I would suggest that at least for now if he agrees that we should vacate this place as fast as we can now that Siliwan's mark is blocked. I also would hope that at least to start Alacran would accompany us and hopefully be able to start us on the right path since whatever Anya has told us is probably leading us into a trap.”
As riddle listened intently he heard the phrases that he made him hope. "You said that you knew who sent us here, and selected us, well my question is why? Why me I am just a simple ranger with few skills why not if you needed a ranger select some one of more skill then my own? Is this something you can provide an answer for me."
"Yes Alacran Why Riddle?” echoed Alea, “Why me or any of the rest of us. We are not a band of heroes of legend or lore. We are not powerful or even long on experience. Why us? Are there not people of this land that know it better than us capable of what we can do or more?"
Alacran raised his hand to hold all the ramble of questions and once they fell silent he sighed and sat back in his chair. His gaze rested on the mark upon the back of his hand, it faded slightly as he rubbed it with his other hand so that it wasn’t really glowing anymore now that he had withdrawn it from the proximity of the others. Finally he raised his eyes to them and if they looked closely they would see pain buried deep inside.
“First let me tell you about the group that preceded you on this mission years ago and maybe you will understand,” He began his voice heavy with emotion. “A couple years ago a group like yours was selected much the same way you were.. plucked from their worlds without thought of whether they wanted to be chosen or not. I was one of those people who were given the same mission and with a great sense of duty we embarked upon it with eagerness and … most of us were killed.” He paused a moment as if reliving the experience.
“Only two of us survived,” he went on, “the thief of the group went off on his own determined to survive but I have since learned he was unsuccessful. I have been trying to help the people around here to prepare for the coming invasion and to prepare for the arrival of the next group that I knew would be chosen.”
“As to why you were chosen,” he smirked slightly and shook his head, “I can only guess it has something to do with the last group. We were powerful as you would expect such a group of world savers would be, but in our power the Dark One could feel us too easily. He found us and his minions hounded us at every turn. Some of us made it to the mountains but there most of us fell under an onslaught of enemies. I was able to escape and take the only other living survivor with me.”
“I believe,” he said looking at each of them, “you were chosen because of your lack of great power. I know it sounds strange, and might sound like it makes no sense, but the Dark One cant discern you from the other normal folks here, actually you might not appear to him at all. And the ‘marking’ that they placed upon Siliwen seems to prove that thought. He only attacked you when you first arrived because he felt the power that brought you here, and then once you were marked they could find you again. “
“You see, the first group learned they were chosen because they were from outside this world in the hopes the Dark One wouldn’t be able to sense them coming,“ Alacran explained, “But we were so powerful he easily could sense that so I assume this time they decided to pick heroes that might be able to sneak up on him.”
“At least that is my assumption,” he shrugged, “you see.. it isn’t any one god that chose you all. Several Gods that are interested in this place have banned together and chosen champions to battle this evil. Unwilling champions maybe but the Gods believe you have some type of gift that will help you defeat your enemy, if you only believe in yourself.”
“Now as to why I didn’t show you the mark before,” he smiled slightly, “I wasn’t sure how to proceed with you. I didn’t know if I needed to tell you the entire tale of the ones that came before you, I didn’t want to discourage you further. But when I went away to summon aid for our friend the Innkeeper, I had some time to think and since you caught me red handed, “he grinned slightly, “I decided that I had to come forth and reveal everything to you.”
Turning to Siliwen, “The amulet will keep the mark at bay, and if any others of you become marked the amulet will allow her to see the mark upon that person. I doubt that will happen as the magic responsible for making the mark requires time and close proximity to complete.”
“Speaking of Anya,” Alacran continued with a sigh, “I am sorry you crossed her path so soon. I tried to discern your arrival and location but she must have been blocking me and I didn’t sense your presence till you traveled further south and came closer to me. If she gave you anything, I would discard it, more than likely it would be something that would only allow them to track you either magically or by scent.”
Alacran reached into his robe and pulled out a small vial in a hardened leather case. Inside was an amber colored liquid and he handed the case to Alea. “A drop of this liquid in the mouth will negate the paralyzing poison of the Na’sir in a few seconds. I regret that is all I have but since you only need a single drop it should last you for a long time.”
“I regret also that I can not accompany you,” He said sadly as he looked at the dwarf, “if I was to go I would still be a beacon to the Dark One and his agents and would only bring down the enemy upon your head. I can offer you some guidance on your destination; how to get there, where to go, and something that may allow you to bypass many of the enemy forces.”
“The stone you seek is very dangerous and very evil,” Alacran began, “and when my group came here there was one of us selected and given the power to destroy it. That one was not I.” He turned his gaze to look at Siliwen, “I believe you are the one that has been chosen. I think that is why the mark was placed upon you and why they sought to drive you crazy with nightmares and visions. They hope to break you before you get to the stone so that if you do make it, you will be corrupted by its evil.”
“If this is so,” he continued, “Siliwen must be protected during this journey for none of the rest of you may accomplish this feat. For to touch the stone it will either corrupt you into the Dark One’s service or it will blast the flesh from your bones, neither a desirable prospect I am sure.”
Reaching into his robe he brought out a small pouch and opening it he dumped a ring out onto his hand. It was a small ring with a blue star sapphire set in gold; the gem was of exceptional quality and of about 5 carats in size but the ‘star’ in the sapphire was faded and dull. He picked the ring up and held it out to Siliwen.
“Take this ring,” Alacran said to her, “This will show if you are indeed the one chosen.”
(Since we are all trusting friends now I assume she will take it )
As soon as Siliwen picks up the ring, the ‘Star” embedded in the sapphire begins to glow brighter. She feels nothing from the ring, no heat and no ill feelings of any kind, if anything she feels something that feels right.
“It seems the choice has been made,” Alacran states, “If you put the ring on it will be your guide to the location of the stone.”
(Again assuming she does)
When she slips the ring on her finger the glowing star begins spin and then rise up out of the surface of the ring floating in air above the sapphire. It spins and then slows and rotates until it looks like the star is pointing across the room towards the Southwest; the direction of the mountain.
“The star will point you the way,” he continues explaining, “and as you get closer the star will brighten. It has some intelligence and when we used it in our attempt on the stone, it helped us to bypass enemy encampments and warned us of wards. The star is activated by thought, so if you don’t wish it to point the way, at any given time, just wish it back to sleep.”
If she thinks on it, the star will shrink back into the ring and then fade to a dull glow which is only barely noticeable.
“Now, I think you should be away as soon as possible,” He states as he stands on his feet, “My presence here along with your absence to the Dark One’s minions will no doubt draw another attack here and…” He paused and turned his head towards the window. “It comes already.”
“You must gather your things now,” Alacran says with great urgency as he moves towards the door and opening it looks out across the plain stretching away from the Inn, “you have only a few minutes.. HURRY!!” Grasping his staff tightly he steps out of the Inn leaving the group standing or sitting stunned in the common room.
Posted on 2008-04-17 at 20:08:36.
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Topic: Garayon - Reign of Darkness Q&A
Subject: yet another post alert...
I will be posting tomorrow.. I hope to see everyone posted... havent seen one from Dragon Mistress or Syanide.. please post when you can... post early and avoid the rush..
Thanks!
Posted on 2008-04-16 at 21:03:48.
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