Topic: All right, I've had enough!
Subject: I missed it I guess...
Well I don’t know what you are referring to but I agree with your words Eol… Drama is best left to the poorly written shows on TV… I think most are like me in that they come here to get away from the Drama we call life… and we really don’t want that here for certain.
Since I haven’t seen anything in posts I can only assume it is happening in the Live Chat… one of the reasons I seldom enter into Chat rooms even the one here… all they seem to do is allow people to chatter and there always seems to be a trouble maker or two about to stir the pot…
I would agree… stop the madness… and if whomever it is that is causing the issues I say Banning is perfectly reasonable… even if it was me…. I … I don’t think it is me… hmmm… no… I’m pretty sure it isn’t me.. 
So lets all just get along and have some fun…
Posted on 2011-08-04 at 22:53:03.
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Topic: The Guild Season 5
Subject: Cool...
I know that woman who plays Codex... that is Felicia Day... she is now a regular on the SyFy show Eureka.... she is pretty funny and much like her character on the Guild...
Thanks Ody for posting this...
Posted on 2011-08-02 at 23:59:05.
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Topic: Demon Wind Q&A
Subject: Dread
Yes Danamar has never encountered a Shadow Dread but he has heard of them and does know that they are an undead and a very powerful one that drains lifeforce from living creatures... he knows also that they are rather intelligent and have been known to work for powerful evil personages...
Posted on 2011-08-02 at 11:40:19.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: The Dread...
“NO!” Mendez cried… “It is a shadow dread… I can not let more harm come to those here.” He seemed to know what this thing was … he said no more for the blackness seemed to sense the light and it pulsated and moved along the wall towards the stairwell upon which Mendez still stood… seeing it coming towards him he turned and ran up the stairs…
As the shadowy creatures started to move up the wall towards where Mendez ran up the stairs the others conversed about what they could do…
“Orders Sir?” Irael asked Danamar…
“Mendez! Don't lead it upstairs. There might be other innocent people there. We'll need to stop it from leaving this room." Danamar cried hastily. All of a sudden, a plan came to his mind. "More light!", the warden yelled and turned his gaze from the beguiler to the warriors. "Daldren, Irael, sir knight, we need multiple light sources to hopefully slow it down." The newcomer had mentioned natural light, but that was something the cleric didn't have at hand right now. He would have to do something else instead.
With eyes on the terrible shadow, the priest's free hand grabbed Therassor's holy disk from his chest and lifted it towards the abomination. But before he called once more on the powers of Nim'megil, he raised the beautiful slim long blade he was holding in his right hand and muttered weapon's ancient name: "Naaradkhelek". Immediately blueish white flames leaped up from the steel and danced around the blade adding a silvery tint to the yellow light of Mendez's spell. Danamar was no expert in battling the undead, but the ones he'd faced had not enjoyed the touch of the enchanted blade nor the frosty fire it carried. He was hoping this one was no different.
Determined to destroy the evil being, the cleric took a steady step towards it and called out to the Honored General: "Lord of the Battle, hear my plea! Cast your glorious light through your faithful servant and let me banish this creation of evil from the world in your name!"
As the rest of the group contemplated what to do... Mendez and Danamar took action...Mendez tried to lead the thing away from downstairs... he rushed up the stairs seeing it coming for him... it moved towards him when the flame had sprung up... but when he went to run he saw the shadow spring towards the side of the stairwell.. towards him... fear crept into Mendez as he reached the top of the stairs.. he saw someone poke their head out a doorway... he yelled at them to get back inside and they did... he heard Danamar’s cry about innocent people up here and he paused... that was a mistake...
The shadow sprung up the side and a black tendril snaked out like lightning and struck Mendez in the left thigh... everyone in the inn heard the cry of pain and anguish that escaped Mendez’s throat...
Suddenly the blueish flame of Danamar’s blade sprang forth and as he brandished it towards the shadow he saw it recoil... the tendril it had lashed Mendez with withdrew... the shadow moved away from the stairwell and back into the corner... it was clearly afraid the light cast by his blade... it lashed out once in his direction in what seemed a half-hearted attempt... it never came close to him... then the shadow seeped into the corner like a liquid between the wooden boards and disappeared...
Siraya donned her armor and now fully equipped stepped back into the hallway ready now... peering out she saw the man who had yelled at her to get back inside... about 6 feet from her doorway right at the top of the landing by the steps... he was down on the floor... she didnt see any injuries but his face looked haggard and very pale... his eyes were open and staring blankly at nothing...
(Ok that is this weeks post... sorry I didnt post last night... got busy with some contractors doing work on my house... but a good thing since it gave Raven a chance to post ... ok next update next Sunday! )
Posted on 2011-08-02 at 11:37:00.
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Topic: Demon Wind Q&A
Subject: new Arrival??
Well... my update has been delayed... someone.. (DarkAutumn *cough*) ... wanted to type up their own intro post so I deleted mine so she could post her own... it has not yet happened...
DA .. please post today your intro ... I will update tonight!
Thank you!
Posted on 2011-08-01 at 10:50:35.
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Topic: Demon Wind Q&A
Subject: Understand...
... ok.. thanks for letting me know... hope you get your problems worked out soon...
Posted on 2011-07-31 at 10:57:22.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: Mendez ...the wise?
“I believe that the creature is attracted to natural light, we need a candle to attract it or another form of light and I nominate myself for the task of the bait. As surely who could harm someone of Heironeous's pleasing, and how can I please him more than to prove myself before him.” The new comer said.
Mendez heard him but he also saw what it did to the inn keeper… he didn’t know the man other than meeting him briefly when he arrived earlier this night… but no man deserved to die that way… he heard what the newcomer said and he decided to act … rashly as he always did… a few quick gestures and a few mumbled words and he held forth his right hand and a blaze of fire sprang forth from it… it was only a short flame about half a foot long… but it lit the room brightly.
“NO!” He cried… “It is a shadow dread… I can not let more harm come to those here.” He seemed to know what this thing was … he said no more for the blackness seemed to sense the light and it pulsated and moved along the wall towards the stairwell upon which Mendez still stood… seeing it coming towards him he turned and ran up the stairs…
“I will lead it away…” he cried as he disappeared up the stairwell.. the shadowy thing starting to move towards him
Posted on 2011-07-28 at 10:54:53.
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Topic: The Last Blade Recruitment
Subject: no problem....
... just thought it might be interesting... I will be reading...
Posted on 2011-07-25 at 21:39:56.
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Topic: The Last Blade Recruitment
Subject: maybe...
... would allow an unarmed fighter type like a monk or martial artist? If so... I might be interested...
Posted on 2011-07-25 at 15:35:14.
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Topic: The Erstwhile Adventures of Vatta Silestia
Subject: The Job...
(Resurrected after a long hiatus...)
Jonas Gorrath poured another glass filling it about half way… lifting both glasses he walks around the desk and hands her one of them… he takes a step back and looks at her again… a faint smile comes to his lips and then he lifts the glass to his lips and takes a sip… lowering the glass he continued to smile
“It isn’t poisoned,” he said to her
She nodded to him and then took a sip of the liquid… lowering the glass she nodded her approval as the liquor burned down her throat.
“So,” she said looking the man square in the face… “what is it you need from me?”
“Straight to the point,” Jonas said and nodded… “I like that… well…” he walked around and sat on the other side of the large desk, “I need your … unique services… I need an item retrieved…”
Vatta looked at him and only sipped his wine waiting for more that she knew would come.
Seeing that she was going to say nothing… Jonas continued.. “A family heirloom was stolen from me… I want you to find it and get it back… problem is.. I don’t know who took it…”
“Why don’t you start with what the item is that was taken?”
He nodded… “The item was a sword… it belonged to my great-great grandfather… Minas Gorrath… I have a drawing of it.” He handed a piece of paper across the desk to her… the paper showed a sword unlike one she had seen before…
The sword was a typical design a long blade with a cross piece hilt and a wire wrapped pommel… the blade had a full sharp blade on one side… and only a half sharp edge on the back of the blade… the half closest to the hilt on that side was flat … the strangest thing about the drawing was what looked like holes of various sizes all along the length of the blade…
“What are these… rust holes?” she asked
“No..” Jonas replied shaking his head… “If you look at them you see that they are round… almost perfectly so… they are not rust … I… cant tell you where they came from… they have been there as long as I can remember.”
She looked up from the drawing at him and raised an eyebrow… she could tell that he wasn’t telling her the whole truth… but it didn’t matter … she was use to not getting everything from her client.
“So you don’t know who took it… tell me how it was taken and from where.”
He sat back as if thinking for a moment and then after a sip of his drink he continued… “It was stolen from this very house… the thief was a professional… he came in … killing two of my guards… took the sword from this very room…” he gestured to the side … looking she saw a glass case that would have held a sword … “he left with the sword… every resource I have has been unable to find a clue as to his identity or that of the person who hired them… someone gave me your name … and so I have brought you here to hire you to find it.”
He reached behind the desk and brought out a good size sack… the tossed it on the table and it gave a satisfactory clinking sound when it landed… Vatta raised and eyebrow and downed the rest of her drink.
“I cant promise anything….” she said as she sat up looking at him… “I mean you don’t have any evidence to go on… no clues… I can check around and promise that I will do my best… but… I cant promise I will find it.”
Jonas nodded understandingly… “Consider this a payment for you to investigate… if you find the sword and return it to me… I will double that payment.”
She looked at the sack and then at him… it would be more than quadruple her usual cost for such a job… she could take a long time off and just enjoy… she stood up … taking the drawing and folding it and putting it inside her dress… she took a step forward and reached out slowly and lifted the sack… it was heavier than she thought… looking at Jonas Gorrath she nodded slowly…
“I will do my best… I will contact you and let you know when I have found something..” she said … Jonas only nodded and sipped his drink… she turned without another word and walked to the door… it opened before she got to it… and the man who had brought her here was waiting for her… without a word he showed her out of the house and escorted her to the gate… there he left her and nodded to her…
“Good luck!” He said to her and then returned inside… Vatta tucked the sack inside her clothing… she contemplated where to start… turning she walked off into the city…
Posted on 2011-07-24 at 23:36:23.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: Death among us...
Late Night, 23th Sempore (Teladay), 452 E.R.
The Lonesome Traveler, Pardinal
As everyone prepared and appeared to realize that the newcomer to the Inn was not the source of the evil… they turned their attention to a strange darkness in one corner that didn’t seem to be effected by the light in the room…
Daldren was the closest … he was ready for battle and stood ready… spells were cast upon him for protection… yet he couldn’t see anything except the strange darkness … as he contemplated what to do… they all heard a sound….
The door to the back of the Inn opened suddenly and a light shined forth… a lantern held by a figure in the doorway beamed into the room briefly causing most to avert their eyes to the sudden illumination…
“What is going on here?” Kendal asked in a stern voice that said he didn’t appreciate having to rise at this late hour … his eyes focused on the shattered front door… “What? Who did that?” He asked as he stepped into the room….
The darkness… which was in a corner just to the left of the door moved… in a lightning move it stretched and stuck out at the Inn keeper… Kendal screamed as he was enveloped in the darkness… and the lantern’s light was extinguished as if all the light was sucked out of it… there was no sign of Kendal … as the darkness moved to the next corner along the back wall… this one was near the base of the stairs…
This all happened in an instant… Kendal was there and now he wasn’t… it wasn’t clear if he was still enveloped in the darkness so the party hesitated to act thinking they might harm him…
“Is he still in there?” Mendez asked from the stairs…
While they contemplated this for a couple seconds… they saw the darkness move and then the thing undulated and a figure tumbled from the darkness… a body crashed to the floor before the corner… it was dressed in the clothes of the Inn keeper .. But the body was shrunken and emaciated… it was as if the life had been sucked from his body… he was indeed dead.
The darkness seemed to expand a little in it’s corner… as if the life it had consumed had strengthened it somehow…
(Ok there is the post for this week... thank you all for posting... or at least letting me know that you couldnt post and what your actions would be... that is all I ask .. thank you... next post next Sunday)
Posted on 2011-07-24 at 14:33:58.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: Condolences...
Sorry to hear that… my sincere condolences for your loss…
We will be here when you return…
Posted on 2011-07-24 at 14:10:01.
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Topic: DarkAutumn update
Subject: Does mine eyes deceive me???
Is that.... is it... Rachel? It cant be... she hasnt been around these here parts for neigh on two years... must be an imposter! 
Well .. just in case you are the real thing... welcome back! 
Posted on 2011-07-22 at 11:11:09.
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: On the stars again... just cant wait to be ...
Ken followed the Capt and Tess out of the bar and took his usual position slightly behind them where he could keep an eye on things around them… no one seeing them would mistake his job… it was obvious that he was protection of some sort… the weapons… the way the eyes kept moving … the look in the man’s eyes… he definitely had the look of someone who wouldn’t hesitate to kill if the need arose.
``But Captain! Come on! A 4-17! I thought we didn`t have to chase these anymore.``
``Stop complaining Hudson. They must have good reason to call us. They had better or I`ll be very pissed.``
The feds quickly board their ship and are off as soon as they get the hatch door closed.
Ken watched the Feds pass headed in a hurry towards the ASREV… he caught the eye of the female Fed and gave her a wink… ‘later doll’…
“Whew look at that, they’re running around like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off,” Jon mused. “Well for all I care they can head back to their Old Kentucky Home.”
“4-17?” Ken muttered more to himself than the others… “… they after someone important.” He knew the Feds didn’t call in all troops for just any ole smuggler.
Jon's com beeped and the Jason’s “come in “ blinked across it screen. “That’s Jason, let get a wiggle on and see what’s up.”
Ken just nodded and followed them back to the Destiny… they had things to get ready in order to be set to break atmo as soon as the cargo was aboard.
After Dinner… which Ken had to admit wasn’t bad… he made some comment during the meal that perhaps Jason should do all the cooking… since he hadn’t almost killed someone… he meant it as a joke… but he was serious about not cooking anymore… he wasn’t any good at it and would be the first to admit it.
When the hover mule arrived with their cargo… Ken was there to supervise the loading of the large barrels onto the ship and into place where they would be strapped down for the trip…he made sure to double strap the barrels down… they were big and heavy and he didn’t want any sudden maneuvers to allow it to shift.
When he was done he walked over to the ramp in time to catch the last of the conversation between the Capt and Norm…
"Okay! I'm outta here. Got grapes to grow right!. Remember, 9 days hence though right? So no stops right!" Norm says
Ken hit the switch that started the ramp closing… he gave the man a little grin as the door closed in the man’s face.
“What a FAY-FAY duh PEE-yen!” Ken says after the lock closes… making it secure he hit’s the intercom and announces… “All secure here… ready to break atmo whenever you're ready Captain.”
He ... for one... would be glad to be back in the black...
(Edited because I cant spell today)
Posted on 2011-07-20 at 00:55:28.
Edited on 2011-07-20 at 01:05:26 by YeOlde
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Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Negotium perambulans in tenebris. . . .
“Bulls***! We can’t run from this. Right now we are the only ones standing that can possibly do something about these creatures before they spread out further into our world. We need to find a working radio in here and warn Allied HQ to bomb this place or at least give them as much info as we can. Aside from that maybe just maybe we get lucky and find a way to stop or destroy this portal ourselves. We don't run!”
Brutal turned his head to look at the Sgt at his outburst… he smiled and nodded agreement, “Right you are Sarge… no way we can let this get out into the real world… no matter what!”
Posted on 2011-07-18 at 22:43:45.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: oh evil... where art thou?
Late Night, 23th Sempore (Teladay), 452 E.R.
The Lonesome Traveler, Pardinal
The five members of the party had come slowly down the stairs seeking whatever was causing the ill feeling that had disturbed their slumbers… as they reached the base of the stairs the front door had burst inward.
Daldren’s quick reflexes sent him tumbling away from the door and into the shadows of a far corner before the splinters from the shattered door came to rest… the figure in the door only saw four figures by the stairwell… they seemed alert and the last in the line was moving his hands in intricate patterns in the air… another gestured briefly and lights sprang up in the air over one of the tables in the center of the room casting illumination within the dark room.
Sensing that they were not the source of the evil and that they were unsure of him and preparing to defend themselves… he stepped forth and spoke softly yet firmly to them.
“Ho friends” Said Sebastien heartily whilst sheathing his sword. “The long arm of Heironeous stretches far but he sees no evil in you, instead let us talk. Fighting I find isn't the only way to resolve matters.”
The spell caster paused in his casting and waited to see what the others were going to do… it appeared this newcomer was not here to cause them trouble… and he didn’t appear to be evil.
Danamar’s muttering of a prayer could be barely heard in the room… it caused the cleric to turn his eyes to a dark corner on the other side of the room… one which the dancing lights in the center didn’t seem to penetrate… he realized with a start that was the same corner that Daldren had tumbled into when the door had burst in.
Daldren saw all that transpired in the room from the dark corner … the magical light called forth in the center of the room threatened to reveal him… but apparently the others didn’t take notice of him… he came to the same conclusion as the others that this newcomer didn’t appear to be the source of the evil… if that was the case…
… he began to notice how cold it felt in these shadows… he turned his head slowly to look about and saw that the blackness here seemed to be unnaturally darker than usual… the light from the dancing orbs in the center of the room didn’t infiltrate the darkness behind him at all… it almost seemed like … there… the darkness moved… it undulated… it seemed to grow… towards him.
Sebastien hand had not yet left the pommel of his sword when he felt a flash of evil as he walked towards the people gathered at the stairwell… he turned his head and by the grace of Heironeous he was directed to the location of the evil he felt here… in the far corner he saw that the light in the room didn’t penetrate into the darkness there… whatever the evil was it was there… and it had to be dealt with now.
Posted on 2011-07-18 at 22:18:25.
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Topic: Weird War II
Subject: ...And with strange aeons even death may die!
Brutal listened to the woman ramble on about the occult and demons and he only sighed and shook his head … as she had talked he held his position keeping an eye open for anything… his gun at the ready … his eyes scanned the ground around them … if he saw any ammo… grenades… anything that he could carry and that might be useful as a weapon… he would take it… when Greta’s story was done…
“That’s just great!” he snorted… “anything else you forgot to tell us Fraulein?”
He shook his head and stood at the way forward awaiting orders to move out… or what… he couldn’t believe that a simple mission of sabotage had turned into something out of a dime store novel.
Posted on 2011-07-17 at 16:08:56.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: Mendez
The mage is startled by the door burstng inward... he was the last one coming down the stairs and was still on them ... it gave him a good view of the room... so when the figure stepped into the now open doorway... he began gesturing his hands in the air and speakingly lowly words of power.
The newcomers words made him pause his incantations... he held it just on the cusp of completion... waiting to see what would happen... if indeed the warrior was the source of the evil feelings.
Posted on 2011-07-17 at 15:37:08.
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Topic: Pirates 4: What Did You Think?
Subject: Clip after the credits...
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Topic: Demon Wind Q&A
Subject: Posts?
Ok.. it is Friday... I will update Sunday... I need some post people... got one... that is all...
Brianna has asked me to NPC her character for now because she will be away.... hopefully she will be back soon.
Ok the others... lets get some posts in...
Posted on 2011-07-15 at 21:19:39.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Go Directly to Jail
After Andrew finished with talking to Wyatt and getting an update and orders from him… he started to move up the street again but heard a sound and spinning he brought his gun to bear on the movement but then relaxed when he recognized Wolf coming towards him.
He moved to intercept him and gave him an update on the situation … about what he heard on the radio about the Jail… what Wyatt told him and that they were to collect Ash and get to the mine…
“Lets go find Ash…” he said gesturing to the side of the street the Jail is on… “lets stick to that side so we wont be exposed to the roof of the Jail incase we still have a sniper up there.”
He motioned for Wolf to follow and then moved across quickly in front of one of the building (#18 ) then staying to that side in the shadows he moved up… checking each place between the building before moving on… he moved up till the Jail was next and stopped in front of the last building before it.. (#16)
Hugging the front of the building he peeked out looking towards any windows and the roof of the Jail… for any signs of a shooter… whether he seen one or not… he looked for a doorway and then with a gesture to Wolf to cover him… he took a couple of slow calming breaths and then darted across as fast as he could towards the side of the jail… if he made it he would hug the building and move towards the rear where he hoped to find a door… he gestured for Wolf to follow him.
Posted on 2011-07-14 at 00:45:17.
Edited on 2011-07-14 at 00:45:49 by YeOlde
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Topic: Evil Dead 4
Subject: Evil Dead 4
Bruce Campbell kind of confirmed that there will be another Evil Dead movie .... it was posted on his twitter account @GroovyBruce
Here is one of the links to the story:
Evil Dead 4
I for one cant wait... love Bruce Campbell Movies... he is the consummate 'B' actor.
Hail to the King Baby!
Posted on 2011-07-13 at 22:36:55.
Edited on 2011-07-13 at 22:38:29 by YeOlde
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Topic: FIFA- Women’s World Cup Soccer 2011.
Subject: LOL
If that were the case... all of the movies would be about those games...
Posted on 2011-07-11 at 10:46:42.
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Topic: FIFA- Women’s World Cup Soccer 2011.
Subject: Yeaaaa Women...
.. I follow alot of women's sports... Soccer and expecially Volleyball... I DVRed the game and just finished watching it... was an awesome finish... i thought it was over but now they have to get past France...
GO USA!!!
Posted on 2011-07-11 at 00:25:11.
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Topic: Demon Wind
Subject: A new player...
Nighttime - 18th Sempore (Thirkday), 452 E.R.
The Black Horse Tavern, Southwest of Visden, Pardinal
Sebastien was a man of tall build … standing at 6' 0'' high … broad and muscular …most women would consider him ruggedly handsome… at the moment he was sitting on the porch of a tavern in the hills Southwest of Visden… with him were several other patrons drinking … Sebastien was smoking a pipe and enjoying the good evening … a few days ago he had set a trap for some road bandits who had been raiding people along the local roads… he had used a local wagon and hidden himself under some robes… the bandits had struck believing it was a simple farmer…
They had been very surprised when he had leaped from the wagon… and throwing aside the robes to reveal a warrior in armor wielding a great sword… he had cut them down easily … all the time shouting his shouting his war cry “For Heironeous, For the gods!” … “Fear not brigands Hextor is awaiting your souls!” … “Guide my arm Heironeous these weak things cannot stand in our way. I am at your service.” … in moments the untrained bandits had fallen…
Now he was celebrating with some of the locals that had befriended him… when out of the east came a foul breeze that set his skin to tingling… the wind caused the warrior to leap to his feet … dropping the pipe he drew his sword… he looked around for someone to strike … some enemy he expected to leap from the brush and assault him… yet nothing came… except the foul wind… it passed but left behind a faint feeling of foreboding and hopelessness which seemed to penetrate to his very soul.
After he was sure nothing was going to attack him… he dropped to one knee and silently prayed to Heironeous … his patron deity to give him guidance and strength… after a few minutes he felt a warm glow pass through him… the ill feelings the wind had left behind were banished from his soul and he felt strength flow through him… but with it a purpose… he was to find the source of this ill wind and deal with it… whatever it was … it was unnatural and would bring nothing but pain and death to the land.
He rose to his feet and sheathing his sword he turned and gathered his things… in minutes he had packed everything up and was strapping them onto his mount… he paid his bill at the tavern… said farewell to his new friends… jumping smartly up into the saddle he turned his face to the east… though he didn’t know what it was that he might face… he knew what he must do when he found it… there was only one answer to such evil… destroy it … in the name of Heironeous.
Late Night, 23th Sempore (Teladay), 452 E.R.
The Lonesome Traveler, Pardinal
It was long after sunset near midnight when Sebastien road in to the enclosed yard of the Tavern… he was tired… his mount was tired… they had ridden long and hard to get here… he had skirted Visden in order not to be delayed… if he had entered the city he had feared that he would have been distracted… too much in a big city that might pull him from his quest.
When he entered the yard he rode over to the stables and dismounted and was raising his fist to pound on the door to wake the stable man to tend to his mount when… he sensed something wrong… something evil… he dropped the reins and whirled to face the direction that he felt the evil… it was inside the tavern… somewhere on the first floor… leaving his mount there he strode up to the door… drawing his sword he spared no time… he didn’t check the door to see if it was locked… all taverns locked their doors by this time of night… with a swift strong kick he shattered the simple wooden bar and sent the door slamming inward … drawing his sword he stepped into the door way casting his eyes about for the source of the evil.
Inside the tavern… Daldren and Danamar exited their rooms to find Mendez… Irael and the newcomer Tadirien standing in the hallway seemingly on alert… they conversed briefly… confirming that they all felt something was wrong… and seeing nothing here they decided to go downstairs to see what was afoot… coming cautiously down the stairs they soon found themselves in the dark common room… only a little light filtered in through the curtained windows… enough that they could make out the general layout but not enough to confirm that the room was vacant.
All of them had just arrived at the base of the stairs when suddenly the front door burst inward splintering the wooden bar that had locked it… a large figure stepped into the doorway… a large great sword in it’s hands… it paused in the doorway as it surveyed the room as if looking for something.
Sebastien stood inside the doorway and saw a standard tavern common room… there was no light except for the scant light filtering in through the doorway and the few windows… but he could make out 5 figures standing over by the stairway… he couldn’t see any details about them… but he immediately stretched out his senses and could tell that they were NOT the source of the evil … but they did seem to be on edge and his sudden entry might cause them to be very wary of him.
(Ok… there is the post for this week… I will post later for Mendez in his own time… please welcome a new player to the game… The_Haruspex… now for those that didn’t post this week… you’re still in your room… doing nothing for the moment… so please post this week… I will update next Sunday.)
Posted on 2011-07-10 at 19:31:13.
Edited on 2011-07-10 at 19:31:33 by YeOlde
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