What to do with a year? (couple of years after WOS)

[prophacyks]

OOC: Well this is for my character Pura, the other thread that I was using her in seemed to have haulted so I figured I would put something new up and then beg all of you wonderful RPers to come in and fill in a year of her life. I have used Pura for a very long time, she is my most treasured character. She has a very developed story, and me and a friend have filled in her years so far except for one. This is what I would like to use this for, she has lived through so much and has had a long life even though with her being an elf she shouldn't feel it. Her life as she had seen it was not a good one, she has lived through much tragidy so that is all she had see in her life. But recently she had been through a life changing experience, which had taught her to enjoy her life and also how to. She finally decides on where she wants her life to go, and that she isn't going to let anything stop her from reaching the goal of being happy this time. With that and because she had origianally been a mercenary, she decides to give herself one year to be the old Pura before she finally decides to settle down in one place. And with that she heads out traveling, not really looking for company or new friends. But not really saying she wouldn't want them either. With that she leaves Palanthas, and heads to Solace to where she had grew up and lived for most of her life time. Pura is half-Qualinesti and half-silvanesti, she has silver hair with blood red streaks in it which is usually braided(the red or may not be explained later. Depends on what happens.) she has brown eyes. She is average height and weight. She normally wears leather armor, but lately not so much and opts for comfort so she wears some elvin clothing that helps her to blend into her surroundings if needed. She weapon of choice now a days is a nice elven longsword. She can be cold sometimes, not really meaning to be. She will help anyone she calls friend, and would even die for them if needed. She has lots of secrets that may or may not come out in this thread.

IC: The is a Festival going on there, lets say a spring one. All the town is out, merchants selling their wares, people selling food. Children running around, parents not to worried and enjoying themselves also.

The scene starts inside the Inn of the Last Home, Pura walks out of her room dressed in a beautiful pale pink dress just perfect for the beautiful spring weather. Anyone who knows her would be very surprised to see her in not only a dress, but a pink one at that. So when she steps in to that dining part of the in it is understandable that Palin almost dies of a heart attack when he sees her.

She smiles, which is also something unusual for her, and walks over to a table and sits down calling over to her friend to please bring her some wine and spiced potatoes. Which he does still looking at her in shock. When he leaves she takes this time to look around and everyone else in there.

OOC: Well what do you want to be? You can be someone just passing through, just because or for the festival. Or someone who lives in Solace, or if you can come up with something else just run it by me. Welcome and enjoy. ;)

[beardies221]

OOC: Prophacyks, would you prefer me to be Tennel, Lonya, Pine Treesprout my crazy little kender, or a brand new character?

[kendercommander]

OOC: well let's get a classic in here...

BIC: A kender sitting near her looks at her in familiarity. "hey Pura! It's me! Acorn thornpicker! Remember me? We met on the road after you dropped your ring..." he walked over and hugged the woman he'd met once before after "finding" her ring.

[prophacyks]

OOC: well let's get a classic in here...

BIC: A kender sitting near her looks at her in familiarity. "hey Pura! It's me! Acorn thornpicker! Remember me? We met on the road after you dropped your ring..." he walked over and hugged the woman he'd met once before after "finding" her ring.


Pura looks down at Acorn, making sure to check her hands for her wedding ring, and her newest braclet that is on her wrist. With both in place, she lets a small smile onto her face "Hello, acorn. What brings you to Solace?"

OOC: Beardies you can play any of what you suggested other then the kender. ;) Ok?

[beardies221]

OOC: New character it is. Hope you don't mind this Kendy, if you do, just PM me with a bunch of cursing :).

BIC: "There you are!" A young man ran up. "Give it back!" The man yelled at the kender. "Don't make me tell the Solamnics around here. They are not as nice as me about kender stealing goods."

OOC: I'll see if this guy stick around, or just walks off. If it is the latter, I'll create more... :)

[Grimgor]

OOC: I think I'll go for the drunkard again, except this time, he'll stay drunk.

BIC: Garin lifted his head slowly. It was morning, and he was already a little drunk, but that was no big news. After the loss of his wife last year, he'd been in a constant state of drunkness. He was once rich, but had given all of his money to the Inn, and asked them to tell him when he had drunk them all up. That had happened a long time ago, but noone had the heart to tell him. And so, he lived for free off the Inn. Slowly, he focused, and saw a new person in the Inn. It was an elf, a very beatiful elf. Slowly he got up, stabilized himself, and walked over to her, sitting down in front of her. "G-goodmorning, miss" he said, trying to appear sober. "What are you doing here s... So early in the morning?"

[kendercommander]

Acorn smiled at her. "Oh I just wanted to see what solace was actually like! it's very nice! They havent arrested me for something another person did yet." the manwalked up at this comment. "What did I do? i have been talking with Pura for hours now! I couldn't have stolen it! You dropped it and i picked it up. You must have given it to me!" he said in a cheery voice, not realising he'd told 3 contradicting stories.

[beardies221]

The man reached into the kenders pocket, and pulled out a small red globe. "I ask you kender, if I had dropped this, wouldn't it have broke? I kept it in my pocket the whole time. How do you explain yourself!"

[prophacyks]

The man reached into the kenders pocket, and pulled out a small red globe. "I ask you kender, if I had dropped this, wouldn't it have broke? I kept it in my pocket the whole time. How do you explain yourself!"

Pura holds a finger up to the drunken man that had just sat down, to have him wait a moment. She then looks at the man that is harassing Acorn "You have gotten your property back safe and sound, be happy with that and leave us in peace."

[beardies221]

"He also stole the silver stand it sits on. It may not be magical, but it is still worth a good bit!"

[sticko_69]

Erik stode up seein the fuss over stolen goods his heavy cloak covered him as he made his way to Pura and the others
"is there a problem here" as he said that his cloak opened slightly reveiling the ornamented plate armour under it his facial hair gave him away instantly
he placed a gloved had on the kenders shoulder
"so is there"

[kendercommander]

Acorn eyes Erik with an innocent smile. "oh there's no problem at all, sir! He has misplaced his stand and instantly blames me for its theft! For all we know, that goblin stole it!" he points at the drunkard," but thats judging people from their races!And that's very mean, don't you think so, sir?"

[Master_of_the_lance]

OOC:Can I join as a gulley dwarf?

[prophacyks]

OOC:Can I join as a gulley dwarf?

OOC: Sure why not. ;)

Pura looks at the Knight "There is no problem, this man just seems to not know how to ask nicely if the Acorn could check his pouches to see if the stand might have fallen in there."

[Grimgor]

The drunkard blinks confused at all these voices and mumbles something about not being able to buy rounds for everyone. He takes another sip of his mug and starts out on his favorite practise: Trying to balance the chair so that does not suddenly disappear beneath him. He was getting quite good at it.

[sticko_69]

Erik smiled at Pura's words "maybe i will ask nicely then nothing more will be said about this"
he released his grip on the kender "can you check if a silver stand fell into your pouch"

[kendercommander]

Acorn nodded cheerily. he grabbed all 3 of his pouches and dumped them onto a nearby un used table. Many items popped out, including a silver stand. "you know, i did find one on the road. If you'd asked me nicely I could have just given it back." he said motioning to it. Among the items from his pouches were a great deal fo sand, a small green emerald with a skull on it, a ring with a ruby on it, a wooden lizard,10 steel coins and about 30 copper, 3 small glass balls, the silver stand, a red swirling translucent ball, a pair of glasses, a loaf of bread, and an apple core. "I only recently began my Wanderlust, so i don't have that much." He motioned at his scroll case which had 3 maps in it.

[beardies221]

The man eagerly snatched the stand, then looked at the ruby ring and emerald. He pretended to drop the stand, and, as he bent over, was able to slip both precious jewels into his sleeve.

OOC: Ahh, stealing from a kender. The perfect crime! :)

[sticko_69]

Erik smiled now thats over and done with he could get back to his ale
"now i dont want to hear any more from ether of you"
though he new he proberly would

[kendercommander]

OOC: not quite. you stole a blessed emereld. the ring you can keep i guess...

BIC: the man's pocket burned bright red and burst into flames. the small gem popped out and landed at the kender's feet. "wow! thanks for picking that uo for me! i may have forgotten it there on the table!" he said, honestly believing that the man's intentions were true hearted. he picked up the gem. " this was given to me by my great, great, great uncle Acorn Thornpicker. I got my name from him. he was a dark cleric of Chemosh and his tutor was actually an undead... well he wasnt an undead when he met him... but somehow during Acorn's training he had dissapeared and the clerical teacher reapeared as a ghost, but only he could see him for some reason. Acorn had to stay with him to avenge his death so he could go into the Abyss and serve Chemosh better..." he said as he put his emerald into his pouch, along with his other objects.

[prophacyks]

OOC: not quite. you stole a blessed emereld. the ring you can keep i guess...

BIC: the man's pocket burned bright red and burst into flames. the small gem popped out and landed at the kender's feet. "wow! thanks for picking that uo for me! i may have forgotten it there on the table!" he said, honestly believing that the man's intentions were true hearted. he picked up the gem. " this was given to me by my great, great, great uncle Acorn Thornpicker. I got my name from him. he was a dark cleric of Chemosh and his tutor was actually an undead... well he wasnt an undead when he met him... but somehow during Acorn's training he had dissapeared and the clerical teacher reapeared as a ghost, but only he could see him for some reason. Acorn had to stay with him to avenge his death so he could go into the Abyss and serve Chemosh better..." he said as he put his emerald into his pouch, along with his other objects.

Pura glairs at the man that had been complaining about Acorn stealing his stuff "Yes how nice of you to have picked that up for him." She then stands up done with her food, she holds out a hand to Garin "Hello, my name is Pura it is nice to meet you. But if you could excuse me we need to go." She turns to Acorn and holds out her hand for him to take "Come on Acorn, lets go."

[Grimgor]

Garin takes her hand to help him to his feet. "W-Where are we g-going?" He asks confused as he follows them.

[kendercommander]

Acorn grabs her hand obediantly and turns to her. "yes, where are we going?"

[prophacyks]

Acorn grabs her hand obediantly and turns to her. "yes, where are we going?"

"W-well, um to the festival of course." Pura is quite surprised that Garin was holding her other hand, obviousaly misunderstand what she had said.

[beardies221]

OOC: My guy exits. You may not see anymore of him, unless you walk by him at the festival...

[kendercommander]

Acorn nods excitedly. "what are we going to do there? can we watch performers? can we play those fun games where you throw balls at stuff? Can we get candy?" he started jumping up and down, driving the thought of giving him candy out of everyone's mind. He then looks at The drunk holding pura's other hand and giggles. "aww. isn't he cute? Can we keep him pura? can we! can we!"He giggles at the perplexed look on Garin's face.

[prophacyks]

Acorn nods excitedly. "what are we going to do there? can we watch performers? can we play those fun games where you throw balls at stuff? Can we get candy?" he started jumping up and down, driving the thought of giving him candy out of everyone's mind. He then looks at The drunk holding pura's other hand and giggles. "aww. isn't he cute? Can we keep him pura? can we! can we!"He giggles at the perplexed look on Garin's face.

Pura feels herself getting a headache, she all of a sudden takes Garins and Acorns hands and put them to gether then walks away. She then holds out some money to them "How about the two of you go get some candy, its on me."

[sticko_69]

Erik laughted as he saw the kender and the drunk now holding hands he took a mouthfull of ale and slide up beside Pura to think a brave knight need drink for courage.
"could i acumpany you to the feastival my lady" he said trying to look not nerves

[kendercommander]

"Oh that would be wonderful!" Acorn said, taking the coins. He then skips off almost dragging Garin along with him. "Oh this will be a great fair! Have fun on your date!" Acorn says to Pura as he leaves the Inn. A muffled giggling can be heard for a few seconds after. "Oh, I'm Acorn thornpicker" the kender says, holding out his hand to Garin. "What's yours?"

[Grimgor]

Garin stares at his hand with a confused expression. Then, slowly, he asks. "Weren't you an elf lady?"

[prophacyks]

Erik laughted as he saw the kender and the drunk now holding hands he took a mouthfull of ale and slide up beside Pura to think a brave knight need drink for courage.
"could i acumpany you to the feastival my lady" he said trying to look not nerves

Pura watches the Acorn drag Garin out, laughing then she realises that the Knight from before just asked her on a date she thinks. Looking suprised and kind of rezilant to it, she quickly tries to change her expressing seeing that he is nervous. She seems to manage a strained smile "Um, sure. W-why not?"

[kendercommander]

Acorn laughs and responds, "yes i am a Lady Elf. Now take me to the fair and lets get some candy! I'll make it worth your while afterwords" he says with a luring elven accent. By the red stain on his face, anyone who was not drunk would have figured out that the kender would almost explode with laughter.

[Grimgor]

Garin turn his eyes from his hand, obviously confused that it was not the one talking. At first, he stares into space a feet above the kenders head. Then, he turns his eyes downward and looks with a confused expression at him. "Y-you're no e-elf- Elves are t-taller."

[beardies221]

OOC: Mmm, Kendy, can I be a kender that knows you? I wanna have fun tortuing Grimgor with you! Pleeeeeease :)

[kendercommander]

OOC: after you eat your vegatables.

BIC: "Oh I'm just very short! are you making fun of me? No you qouldn't make fun of a female elf would you? Especially not the one who bears your child... now let's go to the fair and get some candy!" he says and skips off towards the fair, dragging him along.

OOC: once you sober up, that phrase you put you off drinking for a long time... :D

[beardies221]

OOC: Damn, that means never...

[sticko_69]

Erik to nerves to take Pura's hand just bowed and allowed her to lead the way out of the inn to follow the drunk and his race and gender confused kender.

[Grimgor]

Garin looks at the kender with a puzzled look. When he starts pulling at Garins hand, he releases himself. "No good p-pulling. The s-stairs are not g-good at walk on." He says distantly, then starts wading down with a certainty meaning that he had been taking that path plenty of times.

[kendercommander]

Acorn looked at the inn, at Garin, then down the path. "So you live down there?" he said, keeping the accent for fun, whilst pointing down the path. He skipped slowly to let the drunk man go at a pace where he wouldn't purge his stomach.

[prophacyks]

Erik to nerves to take Pura's hand just bowed and allowed her to lead the way out of the inn to follow the drunk and his race and gender confused kender.

OOC: Beardies feel free to come in as a kender if you want.

IC: Pura takes the lead, and walks out of the Inn looking for Acorn. As she is doing this she thinks about Erik and how nervous he seems. Why can't she have any fun, her husband did after all cheat on her those many years ago. She stops and waits for Erik to catch up with her. She takes his arm as he comes near, she smiles and batts her eyes at him "It is really sweet of you escort me, I hope it didn't get in the way of anything you had to do today."

[Grimgor]

By the time Garin reaches the ground again, he has completly forgotten the kender. And why he was down in the first place. Looking around to notice that a festival is going on, he decides to have some fun.

[sticko_69]

Erik was shocked lost in fact he couldnt get the words out and he was sure if he did they wouldnt help the situation so he just smiled and shock his head so that Pura would know she could never get in his way.
as they walked down the stairs he held his head up high even though he was nerves he had to he was a knight a knight of the crown at that and had to prove himself. when they reached the ground he managed to get out a few words "where to now mylady?"

[prophacyks]

Erik was shocked lost in fact he couldnt get the words out and he was sure if he did they wouldnt help the situation so he just smiled and shock his head so that Pura would know she could never get in his way.
as they walked down the stairs he held his head up high even though he was nerves he had to he was a knight a knight of the crown at that and had to prove himself. when they reached the ground he managed to get out a few words "where to now mylady?"

Pura looks up trying not to chuckle "How about we go and check out the merchants, I am in need of a new sword?"

[beardies221]

OOC: Naaaaaw! I know what I'll come in as! This will be fun, heeheehee!

BIC: A large tent was set up on the side of the path. It was put there to try and get visitors from the large in. A man outside was yelling something. He walked over to the kender and the drunk, and yelling in a loud annoying voice "Come, come, see the talking flying mule! Only 1 steel for the both of you! Come, it will be worth it. A once in a lifetime experience." The man started pulling the kender and drunk towards the entrance of the tent. "Could you ever pass up this oppurtunity," the man said, dirceting this more at the kender.

[sticko_69]

"a talking fly mule?" Erik looked at Pura puzzled by what the man outside the tent was saying.

[prophacyks]

"a talking fly mule?" Erik looked at Pura puzzled by what the man outside the tent was saying.
OOC: This one is for you beardies. ;)

IC: "Lets pass, I don't have a to good of a feeling about this." Pura says with a sick look on her face, almost feeling like she had delt with something like this before.

[Grimgor]

Garin mumbles something about no money on him and faintly struggles against the large man, not really putting his heart into it.

[sticko_69]

"That is fine with me i can live without seeing a magic donkey" Erik said to Pura.
"surely there is something you would like to see or do my lady"

[kendercommander]

The kender grins and holds out 2 steel that Erik had "dropped". "oh come on Garin! it will be so much fun!" he drags him towards the tent waiting for the man to tell him what to do.

[prophacyks]

"That is fine with me i can live without seeing a magic donkey" Erik said to Pura.
"surely there is something you would like to see or do my lady"

"I would like a sword." She smiles, then takes his hand and drags him to a weapons booth. She looks through the swords, trying out a couple finally settling on an elvin long sword. She pays the merchant and then puts it around her waste. She then looks at Erik "Would you mind grabbing me something to eat?" She asks pointing to the longest line anyone has ever seen for food.

[beardies221]

"Step right in sir." The man said to the kender. Inside, and ordinary looking mule was chewing some hay.

[sticko_69]

"I would like a sword." She smiles, then takes his hand and drags him to a weapons booth. She looks through the swords, trying out a couple finally settling on an elvin long sword. She pays the merchant and then puts it around her waste. She then looks at Erik "Would you mind grabbing me something to eat?" She asks pointing to the longest line anyone has ever seen for food.

Erik takes off the large brown robe to fully revial his ornamented armour he walks to the line and suddnly it splits and he finds himself at the front. i know this dosnt seem honrable but when the line mmoved out of the way it wasnt cutting in and any way the lady needs food

OOC: i hope you wernt trying to blow me off thats why i cheeted

[kendercommander]

OOC: she was just throwing out the package after the money and fun had gone out of it :D

BIC: Acorn eyed the mule and gasped, more from expectance. "Wow! Imagine that thing flying..." he said content with the image in his mind. He then grabbed Garin before he could look in and walked away, with twice as much as he'd paid the man.

OOC: ah this si the true RP... no fighting or anything but just having fun at a fair :)

[beardies221]

As the kender walked away the mule started 'hee-hawing' hysterically.

[prophacyks]

Erik takes off the large brown robe to fully revial his ornamented armour he walks to the line and suddnly it splits and he finds himself at the front. i know this dosnt seem honrable but when the line mmoved out of the way it wasnt cutting in and any way the lady needs food

OOC: i hope you wernt trying to blow me off thats why i cheeted

OOC: Dammit you foiled my plans, actually I was expecting him to follow her when she blows him off.

Pura, breaths a sigh of relief she is finally alone. When she sees that his back is turned, she goes into the crowd. She arrives at a booth selling flowers, picking out some she gives the merchant more money then she needed to and left. She starts heading towards a path that would bring her to Crysimar (sp?) Lake.

OOC: This is where who ever is going to be adventuring with her should follow or meet up with her now. So yes Erik finally finds her leaving towards the path.

[beardies221]

The mule kept on braying. With a strong heave, he was able to pull the rusted chain holding him free. With that, he ran off. He ran down a path until he saw an elf woman. The mule liked elves, they were always nice to him and never chained him like humans. The mule walked over to Pura, and bonked her with his muzzle.

OOC: You have a fun new adventurer :).

[sticko_69]

Erik turned to ask what it was Pura wanted to notice her missing. he darted left and right through the crowd. Damn he couldnt see her any where had he blown it or just lost her he quickly moved past the crazy donkey show when he spotted a flash of colour heading off through the forrest it could be her. so he made his way after the figure well he might as well investergate so he followed as best as posible makeing sure he wasnt imposeing on her he keeped his distance.

[prophacyks]

The mule kept on braying. With a strong heave, he was able to pull the rusted chain holding him free. With that, he ran off. He ran down a path until he saw an elf woman. The mule liked elves, they were always nice to him and never chained him like humans. The mule walked over to Pura, and bonked her with his muzzle.

OOC: You have a fun new adventurer :).


"Well hello, what are you doing here. Would you like one?" Pura takes out a flower and sees if the mule might like to eat it. "Might you want to come and visit my son with me, I am sure he would love to meet you. He always enjoyed, working with our animals."

[beardies221]

The mule happily ate the flower. Then spit it out all over Pura's face. All of a sudden, the mule started sneezning violently, allergic to this type of flower. Sneezing and sneezing, all over Pura. The mule sneezed so violently it knowcked itself older. After a few more seconds it was able to right tiself. It looked into Pura's face and saw it covered with whit from the flower and green from, well, mule snot. The mule ran off down the trail. A minute later it ran back up. its cheeks were full of water, which it then helpfully spit out all over Pura to help clean her off.

[sticko_69]

Erik couldnt beleave his eyes so he rubbed them to be sure he wasnt dreaming. what the hel is it with donkeys and this place

[Grimgor]

"Uh... You t-taugh him fo tha'?" Garin asks Pura in a confused manner. After the flying donkey, he simply followed the mule since the kender no longer held him. Now, he looked in mild surprise as Puras escapades with the animal.

[prophacyks]

"Uh... You t-taugh him fo tha'?" Garin asks Pura in a confused manner. After the flying donkey, he simply followed the mule since the kender no longer held him. Now, he looked in mild surprise as Puras escapades with the animal.

Pura looks almost devistated when she hears Garin's voice, and if she didn't know anybetter Acorn and Erik wouldn't be far behind. Such is her life, she turns to Garin "Um, no. He just came over here. What are you doing here?"

[Grimgor]

"I don' know. Wher are we?" Garin asks, looking around for a signpost.

[kendercommander]

OOC: hey thats no fair! you expect everyone to follow you just because you're..... uh... Oh! you're the thread starter!

BIC: Acorn Thornpicker after seeing everyone disapear, sighs and walks towards the flurry of motion. Unfortunately, behind him a man yells and starts running at him yelling, "thief! THIEF!". Fotunately for the kender, Erik is down the path and cannot hear. So he decides to slip into the crowd, the man slowly following him around occasionally letting out, "Catch that thief!" or "Watch out for that cutpurse!". these started to hurt the kender's feelings, so he shouted back a couple...well... "colourful" curses insults back at him. This got some other humans follwing him through the crowd. He was running between a group of people when he saw the tent with the flying donkey. He made a quick sprint in, hid behind the flap, and watched as the men walked past.

OOC: beardies, you can now use a donkey, the original man in the inn who thought i'd stolen something, or the owner of the flying mule!

[beardies221]

OOC: Hmm, I think that my mule and the donkye are one in the same. SO, yes, I'm using the mule that just spit all over Pura if thats ok... If you look at it in novel terms its the equivalent of Flint, only it isn't as grumpy and smells better...

[prophacyks]

OOC: Hmm, I think that my mule and the donkye are one in the same. SO, yes, I'm using the mule that just spit all over Pura if thats ok... If you look at it in novel terms its the equivalent of Flint, only it isn't as grumpy and smells better...

OOC: Kendercommander, if you are with beardies character the Mule. He is with Pura and Garin near the edge of the woods

IC: Pura sighs "I am not going to get rid of you guys am I?"

[beardies221]

The mule shook its head.

[sticko_69]

Erik kept hid distance she was trying to lose them surely she would need his help

[prophacyks]

Erik kept hid distance she was trying to lose them surely she would need his help

OOC: Ok, going to give one more day for anyone who wants to come in, to come in then I am moving on. And I am not sure how easy it will be to introduce new people in after that. Please someone PM me if any are willing to be an evil version of Pura's son. if you do, I will give you an idea of what will be happening. ;)

[prophacyks]

The mule shook its head.

"No, huh." Pura answers talking to the Mule. She then looks at the others "Well I guess I do not have a choice then, you all may go with me to visit my sons grave. But I want it to be quiet and no trouble, ok?"

Rather then waiting for an answer, she walks down the path then off to the side a little bit to where he son had been buried. She notices, the marker his name written on it 'Dal Candlelite-Argant, is moved a little and as she gets closer she sees the dirt in front of it is all dug up. As she gets to it she notices enough of it had been dug up to have show his remains, the thing was his remains were not there.
Pura gasps and falling back and onto the ground, hand over her mouth and tears in her eyes all she could manage to say is "Who could have done such a horrible thing?"

OOC: My villian will be coming in here soon, as soon as he is ready to post. Feel free to react at what is happening right now. Dalamar you might want to get in touch with Mariner to, and I think I know why you are there also. I will PM you.

[Grimgor]

"Uh, he's not there," Garin notes in a slightly confused manner. "I though' the dead staye' in their graves."

[sticko_69]

Erik was with Pura in no time trying to comfort her though he dosent know what to say he held her in his arms hopeing that it did make her uncomfortable

[prophacyks]

Erik was with Pura in no time trying to comfort her though he dosent know what to say he held her in his arms hopeing that it did make her uncomfortable

OOC: OOh, so sweet. ;)

IC: Pura graples onto Erik, finally letting the tears out "Why would someone do this?"

[sticko_69]

Erik didnt have anwers he onley had this fear in his heart the frear he couldnt do anything. so he held her he knew one thing she would need him and he would be loyal too the end.

[Mariner]

In the distance the crushing sound of hoof-beats methodly crept towards the party. There were two riders both dressed in onyx garb with hoods drawn cloaking their appearance. One would note the rider on the left was a mage of Nuitari bearing arcane symbols upon the sleeves of said robe. The other rider appeared older with a visible hunch indicating many seasons on Krynn. With great speed they closed in on the party. The mage whispered something to the other recieving a cynical laugh.

Turning towards Pura the laughter ceased. Pulling down the hood the man gazed into her eyes. To the party the human appeared no less than sixty seasons of age. His sharp blue eyes were quite noticable against his long silver hair. But to Pura, he had not aged a day from the first time she had seen him almost forty years ago. The young man she so willingly condemned to death. At this point Forlin the Hollow was no longer a memory.

"Pura, my love, why all those tears," he spoke with sarcasm followed by laughter.

Shifting in his saddle he peered over her shoulder towards the empty grave, "Lost something have we?," he gloated with a smile

[Grimgor]

Garin looks at the newcomers with no small amounts of surprise on his face. "I though elves ha' elven parents," he says.

[prophacyks]

In the distance the crushing sound of hoof-beats methodly crept towards the party. There were two riders both dressed in onyx garb with hoods drawn cloaking their appearance. One would note the rider on the left was a mage of Nuitari bearing arcane symbols upon the sleeves of said robe. The other rider appeared older with a visible hunch indicating many seasons on Krynn. With great speed they closed in on the party. The mage whispered something to the other recieving a cynical laugh.

Turning towards Pura the laughter ceased. Pulling down the hood the man gazed into her eyes. To the party the human appeared no less than sixty seasons of age. His sharp blue eyes were quite noticable against his long silver hair. But to Pura, he had not aged a day from the last time she had seen him almost forty years ago. The young man she so willingly condemned to death. At this point Forlin the Hollow was no longer a memory.

"Pura, my love, why all those tears," he spoke with sarcasm followed by laughter.

Shifting in his saddle he peered over her shoulder towards the empty grave, "Lost something have we?," he gloated with a smile

"No, you?" Pura pulls away from Erik, getting up and Staring with shock and then discust at Forlin. She then pulls her new sword out, and she runs at him to clumsally and emotionally attack him "You kill my son, and now you have the nerve to do this. You will not leave here alive." Raising her sword to strike at him.

OOC: The last time she had seen him was when he had killed her son, so the one she sees should be when they had first met. If you can understand that. But this was great. And now I introduce my villians.

[Grimgor]

"Ey, lady," Garin says as he reaches out to grap her arm. He is surprisingly strong. "No good idea. You' d hurt som'one."

[prophacyks]

"Ey, lady," Garin says as he reaches out to grap her arm. He is surprisingly strong. "No good idea. You' d hurt som'one."

She pushes away from Garin, glairing at him "He deserves to die, you have no idea what he has done."

[Grimgor]

"He'll fight back and you'll splatter th' grave wit' your blood. Is that good idea?"

[kendercommander]

OOC:sorry i havent posted in a while but my internet is dead.... and will be till we can borrow someone's sympatico CD's or order new ones. (i'm at someone else's house for the weekend)

BIC: Acorn Thornpicker wandered along the path quietly after Pura and the Mule. Hearing the sound of horses and remember the call of "thief", he hid behind a bush until the 2 had passed. Strange, he thought. That they'd laugh cynically on the path towards what he saw soon to be a grave. He quietly ccrept to the edge of the forest and surveyed the events from a bush.

[sticko_69]

Erik seeing pura's rage was already combat ready posed in full splender his dark hair now under his helm and his shield and sword at the ready the battered armour took on a new life in the sun beaconing light as if it was just polished. he would fight and die by the open sky and for Pura's honour.

[prophacyks]

OOC:sorry i havent posted in a while but my internet is dead.... and will be till we can borrow someone's sympatico CD's or order new ones. (i'm at someone else's house for the weekend)

BIC: Acorn Thornpicker wandered along the path quietly after Pura and the Mule. Hearing the sound of horses and remember the call of "thief", he hid behind a bush until the 2 had passed. Strange, he thought. That they'd laugh cynically on the path towards what he saw soon to be a grave. He quietly ccrept to the edge of the forest and surveyed the events from a bush.

OOC: Runs over and hugs Kendercommander knocking him over in the process. I have been getting worried about you, it has been way to quiet around the forums. Glad to have you back even if it is for a short time. :)

[Mariner]

Erik seeing pura's rage was already combat ready posed in full splender his dark hair now under his helm and his shield and sword at the ready the battered armour took on a new life in the sun beaconing light as if it was just polished. he would fight and die by the open sky and for Pura's honour.

"Tsk,Tsk. I thought I trained you better Pura. You were a promising Knight of the Dark Queen. Now you affiliate with a drunkard and a self-righteous hero," he said dismissivly.

"You have fallen so low my dear. I wish to only to guide you further in your downward spiral. You left me behind to die amongst my brethren. I was tortured for days, stripped of my knighthood and sentenced to death. I vowed revenge even if it cost my soul in the afterlife. Once my lord Chemosh granted me my freedom, I sought you out. I thought killing your son and leaving you to suffer with his loss would be enough. But I have not yet quenched my thirst, for now he is my child."

[prophacyks]

"Tsk,Tsk. I thought I trained you better Pura. You were a promising Knight of the Dark Queen. Now you affiliate with a drunkard and a self-righteous hero," he said dismissivly.

"You have fallen so low my dear. I wish to only to guide you further in your downward spiral. You left me behind to die amongst my brethren. I was tortured for days, stripped of my knighthood and sentenced to death. I vowed revenge even if it cost my soul in the afterlife. Once my lord Chemosh granted me my freedom, I sought you out. I thought killing your son and leaving you to suffer with his loss would be enough. But I have not yet quenched my thirst, for now he is my child."

Pura turns away from Garin "I couldn't have stayed there, no matter how much I wanted to. I had a mission to complete, and I had to complete it no matter what. I could not let it get into the wrong hands, and leaving it for the Queen of Darkness was not an option. If I could change the way I did things I would have. I never intended for you to get hurt. But that still gives you no right to do that to my only living family, my only son. Do what you want to me, I do not care. But leave my son out of this, let him rest in peace. Because if you do not I will have to kill you." The whole time speaking with her eyes to the ground, but once she finishes she look right into his eyes with a piercing glair to show that she ment it.

[sticko_69]

Erik anger was building he could feel it flowing in his vains his heavy armour became light his eyes saw red he could not hear the words how could someone do such evil to a women so pure his grip tightened on his blade his nuckels going white. he would defend Pura's honour

[beardies221]

The mule, finally realizing what was going on, angrily bared its teeth and gave a menacing hee-haw.

[Mariner]

Pura turns away from Garin "I couldn't have stayed there, no matter how much I wanted to. I had a mission to complete, and I had to complete it no matter what. I could not let it get into the wrong hands, and leaving it for the Queen of Darkness was not an option. If I could change the way I did things I would have. I never intended for you to get hurt. But that still gives you no right to do that to my only living family, my only son. Do what you want to me, I do not care. But leave my son out of this, let him rest in peace. Because if you do not I will have to kill you." The whole time speaking with her eyes to the ground, but once she finishes she look right into his eyes with a piercing glair to show that she ment it.

"Oh, I guess 'sorry' makes it all better. I would have left the knighthood if you had asked. Did you even bother to think about that? Instead, you betrayed me in a task that you did not even accomplish. You will feel that pain, the bitter nectar of having one you most cherished against you. If I feared death from your hands I would have had you killed a long time ago. You will face the retribution of your actions," he yelled with contempt.

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: I'm here now!

BIC:

*poof*

All of a sudden Forlin's apprentice appeared. The black-robed youth tripped on his robes and fell on the ground in front of him. "Ehe, sorry, Shalafi," said the youth, Gwindor. He dusted himself off and turned to Pura. "Ye foul fiend!" he said in an unsteady, yet undeniably loud, voice. Automatically more arcane words flew to his brain as he began to move his hands around.

OOC: yup. another idiot character. a black robed mage that is crazy but otherwise sane in his tactics. enjoy!

[beardies221]

Knowing that this could ruin the whole scene that was obviously supposed to be somewhat serious, the mule runs over, grabs the mans robes in its teeth, and walks out of the scene. Then, poking its head back into the scene for a second it winks and nods at Pura, then hops out of the scene once more.

[prophacyks]

Knowing that this could ruin the whole scene that was obviously supposed to be somewhat serious, the mule runs over, grabs the mans robes in its teeth, and walks out of the scene. Then, poking its head back into the scene for a second it winks and nods at Pura, then hops out of the scene once more.


Pura watching this whole scene, not knowing how to feel. Trying to keep herself from smiling in this serious situation, she eventually just sighs and looks at Forlin "I was foolish and was acting on instinct, I was still young. But if that is the way you are going to be I guess I will be forced to kill you." Again she goes to attack him, but this time moving away from Garin before he can grab her.

[Mariner]

Pura watching this whole scene, not knowing how to feel. Trying to keep herself from smiling in this serious situation, she eventually just sighs and looks at Forlin "I was foolish and was acting on instinct, I was still young. But if that is the way you are going to be I guess I will be forced to kill you." Again she goes to attack him, but this time moving away from Garin before he can grab her.

As Pura, appraoches Forlin's horse bucks flailing in the direction of the attack.

"Not so fast my dear. So you wish to never see your boy again?" he guffawed.

"I know you are smarter than this." he yelled drawing his sword.

[prophacyks]

As Pura appraoches Forlin's horse bucks flailing in the direction of the attack.

"Not so fast my dear. So you wish to never see your boy again?" he guffawed.

"I know you are smarter than this." he yelled drawing his sword.

"You son of a snake, my son is dead. I do not know what you think you have up your sleeve, but I will not let you have the upper hand this time." She strikes at the horse, trying to make Forlin fall.

[beardies221]

The donkey runs into the scene again, and hee-haws at the horse. The horse nods, and starts bucking wildy. The donkey smiles, then remembering the serious situation runs off scene again to leave the humans to their battle. But, knowing he will be just a quick post, er gallop away from saving the day.

[Mariner]

"You son of a snake, my son is dead. I do not know what you think you have up your sleeve, but I will not let you have the upper hand this time." She strikes at the horse, trying to make Forlin fall.

The attack works to Pura's advantage scaring the steed into throwing her rider. Forlin landed hard on his back laughing.

"Your child is very much alive Pura," he snickered.

"If I die, you will never see him again," he bellowed while grabbing his side.

[dalamar_thedark]

Gwindor shouted in glee, screaming arcane words here and there. He looked like an idiot, yet his tactics were quite sane. "Take that, scum!" he yelled, running fast by Forlin. "Hey, Shalafi, don't you think I- whoa!" he shouted, tripping over his robes and falling over again. "That's not funny you know!"

[beardies221]

The donkey let out something that seemed like a side. it went over, picked the fallen mage up by his robes, and walked off with him again.

[prophacyks]

The attack works to Pura's advantage scaring the steed into throwing her rider. Forlin landed hard on his back laughing.

"Your child is very much alive Pura," he snickered.

"If I die, you will never see him again," he bellowed while grabbing his side.

Pura leaps on top of him, strattling him and taking a dagger and pointing it at his throat "You tell me where he is now."

[Mariner]

Pura leaps on top of him, strattling him and taking a dagger and pointing it at his throat "You tell me where he is now."

"In time my dear." Forlin grabbed Pura's freehand and begins to whisper an arcane chant.

[prophacyks]

"In time my dear." Forlin grabbed Pura's freehand and begins to whisper an arcane chant.

Pura tries to struggle out of his grip, but he is to strong for her. But she still takes her other hand, with the dagger and tries to stab him in the arm that is holding her.

[sticko_69]

Erik stunned by the turn of events charges pura ripping her from the evil clutches sheilding her with his body, against what ever spell he had planed unless of cause it killed him and her like a fire ball maybe he hadnt thought of this well.

[beardies221]

The donkey, seeing them in trouble, about to be attacked by some horrible magic, charged out as well. It skidded and turned, then provided a solid kick straight to the mages chest.

[prophacyks]

The donkey, seeing them in trouble, about to be attacked by some horrible magic, charged out as well. It skidded and turned, then provided a solid kick straight to the mages chest.

Pura tries to struggle out for under Erik, hissing and screaming and acting very much not like an elf "Let me go, he is mine. I will kill him even if it kills me. Don't you ever stop me again.........................." And on an on until someone else says something.

[dalamar_thedark]

The donkey, seeing them in trouble, about to be attacked by some horrible magic, charged out as well. It skidded and turned, then provided a solid kick straight to the mages chest.

Gwindor shouted in pain and grabbed out his dagger and stabbed the donkey. "Idiot barbaric beast!" he screamed as he relentlessly stabbed it. He also added a few fireballs as he cursed.

[Grimgor]

Garin looks at the situation, momentarily stunned by the fact that more than one person was speaking at a time. When Pura is pulled away from Forlin, he seems to get a sudden impulse of action. In two steps he is close enough to grap Forlin, heave him up to a standing position and push him with all his might backwards.

[dalamar_thedark]

Gwindor charged at Garin and blasted several bolts of lightning at him. "Away from my Shalafi!" he shouted grandly. He tripped over his robes again and landed in the mud, but picked himself back up and assumed a noble pose. "Begone!" he added.

[beardies221]

OOC: Dalamar, I kicked Mariner, not you...

[Mariner]

Garin looks at the situation, momentarily stunned by the fact that more than one person was speaking at a time. When Pura is pulled away from Forlin, he seems to get a sudden impulse of action. In two steps he is close enough to grap Forlin, heave him up to a standing position and push him with all his might backwards.

With a wave of his hand Forlin produces a powerful gust of wind distancing the party from himself and his apprentice.

He stared at Pura with satisfaction, "I have toyed with your emotion enough. If you wish to see your child you have only to follow this."

Reaching into his robe he produced a blank scroll, with a few simple words a map began to burn into the paper. Forlin threw it down at her feet and turned to Gwindor. He grabbed him by the collar and with a smile dissapeared.

"I shall be waiting, Pura."

[prophacyks]

With a wave of his hand Forlin produces a powerful gust of wind distancing the party from himself and his apprentice.

He stared at Pura with satisfaction, "I have toyed with your emotion enough. If you wish to see your child you have only to follow this."

Reaching into his robe he produced a blank scroll, with a few simple words a map began to burn into the paper. Forlin threw it down at her feet and turned to Gwindor. He grabbed him by the collar and with a smile dissapeared.

"I shall be waiting, Pura."


Pura pushes Erik off of her with renewed strength. She get up and runs at Forlin as he is dissapearing on reaching him as he is gone. She falls to her knees, her dress filthy and riped. She turns herself and picks up the map, and then stands and turns with a threat in her eyes "He will die, and so will anyone who tries to stop me." She then goes to the her son's head stone. She touches his name carved into the stone "Dal, I don't know why you are alive, if you even are. And may the Gods help me to make the right decision when I find you." She then starts heading down the path, to make her way back to The Inn of The Last Home.

[beardies221]

OOC: Where is her dress ripped? I'm wondering what type of look the donkey should have on his face right now ;) ;) ;)

[prophacyks]

OOC: Where is her dress ripped? I'm wondering what type of look the donkey should have on his face right now ;) ;) ;)

OOC: Well. lets say the top front of her dress the right side is being held up just a little bit, it has been ripped in the struggle. And there is a slit in her skirt.

[sticko_69]

Erik followed pura still trying to reason with her "it was for your own good he could have killed you" knowing that it was no use he bowed his head in shame.

[prophacyks]

Erik followed pura still trying to reason with her "it was for your own good he could have killed you" knowing that it was no use he bowed his head in shame.

Pura rounds on him, getting right into Erik's face. She is fuming "No Erik, him killing me would have been more pleasurable then what he is doing to me now. He will never kill me, he will kill those around me. He will make me suffer, and wishing I was dead. I wrong him in away at the time I didn't even think about. Truly he has every reason to want to make my life like this." Sigh "I can take care of myself Erik, I have lived far longer then you have. I have been alone, I have faught for my life plenty of times. Just becasue I have been kind to you doen't meen I need you or want you in my life. In fact I think most Solomnics, are fools they are crazy. They rarly ever look at anyother side, they only see their own. And what there Gods or commanders tell them to see.You are no different Eric." She all of a sudden clasps a hand on her mouth, not meaning to go that far.

[sticko_69]

the speech had hit Erik so hard he had seen such a change in her an elf how can elves change or maybe this was here real way. Erik was speachless he lowered his head he had so much to say so much to justify but she was a lady he could never dishounor her.

[prophacyks]

the speech had hit Erik so hard he had seen such a change in her an elf how can elves change or maybe this was here real way. Erik was speachless he lowered his head he had so much to say so much to justify but she was a lady he could never dishounor her.

"I..I..I, excuse me." Feeling really bad, but not seeming to be able to apologise. She turns away and rushes to the inn, not paying much attention to anyone or anything.

[beardies221]

"Well what do we have here. She's a cute one." A large man stepped up from behind a table. Strong and greasy looking, he had 3 little sniveling cronies sitting with him. They looked alot like the big man, only smaller and weaker. "Well ain't you pretty," the man said to Pura. "And where you going, you shouldn't be running indoors m'lady. May get yourself hurt. Why don't you come over here with me and my friends." The man dragged pura over to his table, and threw her to the middle of the booth so there would be no easy escape. "So why don't you sit and chat with us for a while. maybe if your lucky, afterwards you can come see my beautiful room."

[prophacyks]

When Forlin and Gwindor arrived back at the Keep, Dal walked out of the shadows to greet them. Dal had the black hair of his father, which is hanging long and his elvin ears are poking out of it. He looks to be just a child of 13, he walks up to them and bows his Black Robes dragging on the floor "My Lords, you are back. How was your trip, did you accomplish what you needed to?"

[prophacyks]

"Well what do we have here. She's a cute one." A large man stepped up from behind a table. Strong and greasy looking, he had 3 little sniveling cronies sitting with him. They looked alot like the big man, only smaller and weaker. "Well ain't you pretty," the man said to Pura. "And where you going, you shouldn't be running indoors m'lady. May get yourself hurt. Why don't you come over here with me and my friends." The man dragged pura over to his table, and threw her to the middle of the booth so there would be no easy escape. "So why don't you sit and chat with us for a while. maybe if your lucky, afterwards you can come see my beautiful room."

Pura not realizing what was happening untill she was cornered into the booth, squirmes and wrinkles her nose at the smell these guys are letting off. "Let go of my you scum, I will have your heads for this." She reaches down, realizing she had left her new sword behind. A slight panic is felt in her stomach, then she standt to try and climb out.

[beardies221]

The big man shoved her back down. Making sure that she wasn't leaving soon, he grabbed a pair of his handcuffs and handcuffed her to the table. "Wouldn't want to be upsetting the town militia now would ya," the big man asked smiling.

[prophacyks]

The big man shoved her back down. Making sure that she wasn't leaving soon, he grabbed a pair of his handcuffs and handcuffed her to the table. "Wouldn't want to be upsetting the town militia now would ya," the big man asked smiling.

"You son of a...." Pura really wishes she had apologised to Erik now. She Glairs at the big man "I wouldn't worry about the Militia to much if I were you. For when I get out of these, you will only wish I killed you."

[beardies221]

"Women don't talk t0 me like that!" The man backhanded Pura across the face.

[sticko_69]

Erik enters the bar he had so much to tell her so very much were was she he looked then spotered the back hand slap. his eyes went red with rage the cloak he wore to hide his armour flew off fluttering to the ground. he reached the first cronny ripping him clean of his seat and threw him out the window, and as he turned his blade was already drawn.

[prophacyks]

Erik enters the bar he had so much to tell her so very much were was she he looked then spotered the back hand slap. his eyes went red with rage the cloak he wore to hide his armour flew off fluttering to the ground. he reached the first cronny ripping him clean of his seat and threw him out the window, and as he turned his blade was already drawn.

As the one man was removed by Erik, Pura just slips to the floor. The slap had thrown her head back and it hit the wall knocking her out.

[sticko_69]

Erik's blade came down so hard it ripped into another mans shoulder splitting boneand spraying gore the mans screams were dreadfull till the blood filled his lungs and his scream became a gargling sound. kicking the body from his blade he soved the corpse into his friend.
"if i were you idd jump out that window and hope you land on you friends body cause ill carve you up" he screamed pointing his fingure at the remaining gang members.

[beardies221]

OOC: You can kill these guys, but I am going to give you hell first.

BIC: "Hmm, maybe you are right and I should just run. Maybe not!" The last crony snuck up behind Erik. He jumped on Erik's back, and covered the knights eyes. Then the big leader rane foreward and clotheslined Erik. Even though his crony had been knocked out by the hit, he had gotten the knight as well. He jumped onto the knight and started pummeling him, before grabbing a fork of the table and jabbing it at the knights eyes.

[Mariner]

When Forlin and Gwindor arrived back at the Keep, Dal walked out of the shadows to greet them. Dal had the black hair of his father, which is hanging long and his Elvin ears are poking out of it. He looks to be just a child of 13, he walks up to them and bows his Black Robes dragging on the floor "My Lords, you are back. How was your trip, did you accomplish what you needed to?"
Originally posted by Prophaycks

“Yes my child,” he spoke gazing towards the elf.

He then turned his attention to Gwindor with disapproval. “Leave us, I wish us not to be disturbed for the evening.”

Glancing back towards Dal he could not help but notice he had his mothers’ eyes. It unnerved him for some reason. It had been a great many years since he had felt this way. He would not punish Dal for her mistakes, through his hatred he began to take a liking to the boy.

“You have been studying the spells I have taught you,” he whispered staring off into the horizen.

[sticko_69]

trying to dodge a fork and get the man of his back was sometask he hoped a few elbows to the chest sould fix him but the fork wilder was a bit more of a chalange his armour had made his current state very hard to act in a well put fist to the fork wilders jaw with his left hand. while still defeng with his sword against the fork. the knight in his armour was sure to crush the man he had under him. he kicked out trying to stand up and push the fork man away for a fork is no match for a sword.

[prophacyks]

When Forlin and Gwindor arrived back at the Keep, Dal walked out of the shadows to greet them. Dal had the black hair of his father, which is hanging long and his Elvin ears are poking out of it. He looks to be just a child of 13, he walks up to them and bows his Black Robes dragging on the floor "My Lords, you are back. How was your trip, did you accomplish what you needed to?"
Originally posted by Prophaycks

“Yes my child,” he spoke gazing towards the elf.

He then turned his attention to Gwindor with disapproval. “Leave us, I wish us not to be disturbed for the evening.”

Glancing back towards Dal he could not help but notice he had his mothers’ eyes. It unnerved him for some reason. It had been a great many years since he had felt this way. He would not punish Dal for her mistakes, through his hatred he began to take a liking to the boy.

“You have been studying the spells I have taught you,” he whispered staring off into the horizen.

Dal nods his head, smiling "Yes, my Lord Forlin. I am still having a hard time though, it is very difficult to understand. But I will keep trying, I will not let you down." His smile wavers, he look concerned at Forlin "Is something occupying your mind my lord, would you like to talk about it before I get back to my studies." He looks up, his light brown eyes staring up with hope.

[Mariner]

"No, walk with me for a while," he spoke breaking his thoughts.

"You will soon meet someone who will spread lies to you. They will wish to discredit me."

Forlin began to reach into his sleeve to reveal a platinum necklace. It was intricate in style indicating Solamnic workmanship. Staring at it for a moment he then handed it to Dal'.

"This has been handed down from father to son through many generations in my family. I have no heir to give this to. I wish to pass this on to you for I look upon you as my own. It is magical in nature, providing its wearer with the very fabric of magic. This shall aide you in your studies."

Forlin began to smoke his pipe staring yet again in the distance. Contemplating his next move against Pura. His hand began to caress the hilt of his sword subconsciously. She will be here soon, the question is how she will react to the revival of her child. She will not take him away without a fight. He knew telling her was a mistake, the years of anger blurred all thought of reason. Smiling once again he turned to his apprentice slowly blowing his smoke.

"Shall we commence in your lessons?" he whispered.

[prophacyks]

"No, walk with me for a while," he spoke breaking his thoughts.

"You will soon meet someone who will spread lies to you. They will wish to discredit me."

Forlin began to reach into his sleeve to reveal a platinum necklace. It was intricate in style indicating Solamnic workmanship. Staring at it for a moment he then handed it to Dal'.

"This has been handed down from father to son through many generations in my family. I have no heir to give this to. I wish to pass this on to you for I look upon you as my own. It is magical in nature, providing its wearer with the very fabric of magic. This shall aide you in your studies."

Forlin began to smoke his pipe staring yet again in the distance. Contemplating his next move against Pura. His hand began to caress the hilt of his sword subconsciously. She will be here soon, the question is how she will react to the revival of her child. She will not take him away without a fight. He knew telling her was a mistake, the years of anger blurred all thought of reason. Smiling once again he turned to his apprentice slowly blowing his smoke.

"Shall we commence in your lessons?" he whispered.

Dal holds the necklace in his hands, a sense of one of the hole in his heart getting filled. He doesn't remember much past meeting Forlin, but he does have the feeling that he has just gotten something that he did not have before in his past life "Thank you my lord, I will treasure this forever."

He places the neckless around his neck, feeling the magic intertwine with the magic that is already flowing through his blood "Yes. my lord l would like that very much."

[Mariner]

Dal holds the necklace in his hands, a sense of one of the hole in his heart getting filled. He doesn't remember much past meeting Forlin, but he does have the feeling that he has just gotten something that he did not have before in his past life "Thank you my lord, I will treasure this forever."

He places the neckless around his neck, feeling the magic intertwine with the magic that is already flowing through his blood "Yes. my lord l would like that very much."

"Tonight we shall focus on protection casting. You must concetrate with pure dicipline."

Waving his hand the leaves that had fallen from the trees began to swirl around before them. Forlin began to begin another chant creating an invisible barrier around them. With a quick wrist movement the swirl came towards them. The leaves bounced around the shell covering them in a orange hue.

"Glorious spectacle isn't it," he spoke opening his arms.

In that movement the swirl shot forward slowly raining down upon the original location.

"Now, try to concentrate, it will slowly fill your very veins. The intoxication of magic will either mold you to be great or guide you into the Abyss. Understand that it is you that weaves it not the latter."

[prophacyks]

"Tonight we shall focus on protection casting. You must concetrate with pure dicipline."

Waving his hand the leaves that had fallen from the trees began to swirl around before them. Forlin began to begin another chant creating an invisible barrier around them. With a quick wrist movement the swirl came towards them. The leaves bounced around the shell covering them in a orange hue.

"Glorious spectacle isn't it," he spoke opening his arms.

In that movement the swirl shot forward slowly raining down upon the original location.

"Now, try to concentrate, it will slowly fill your very veins. The intoxication of magic will either mold you to be great or guide you into the Abyss. Understand that it is you that weaves it not the latter."

Dal watches Forlin, and then when it is his turn he tries to concentrate on the magic. Which comes quite easily to him. He finds the fibers that he needs to use and he starts molding starting with the leaves. With a flick of his hand the leaves come at them quite faster then before, and with a whisper of words he had learned the barrier comes up just in time to block the leaves from hitting them. But instead of the leaves hitting and covering them, they start flying around the barrier from both directions very fast. With a slight downwards movement from his hands. The leaves start gathering and head down swerling at their feet and then under them. For the leaves have now picked them up, and start to lift them for a moment, until Dal moves his hands again to bring them back down and to let the leaves fly off.

Once they reach the the ground, he drops the barrier and looks up at Forlin with a smile in his eyes "How did I do my Lord?"

[Grimgor]

Garin enters to find the knight battling the other ruffian, although he dosen't really pay attention to it. He notices and heads for the stunned Pura. On his way, he bumps into the ruffian. Not really paying attention to him, he graps him and pushes him out of the way with surprising strength. When he reaches Pura, he lifts her as gently as he can while also attempting to keep his balance since one of his feet decided to try to run away. After a few seconds of struggle, he stumbles in the right direction towards the door again, only to find that Puras handcuff complicates the operation a bit. he drops her a bit roughly to pay more attention to teh matters at hand.

[Mariner]

Dal watches Forlin, and then when it is his turn he tries to concentrate on the magic. Which comes quite easily to him. He finds the fibers that he needs to use and he starts molding starting with the leaves. With a flick of his hand the leaves come at them quite faster then before, and with a whisper of words he had learned the barrier comes up just in time to block the leaves from hitting them. But instead of the leaves hitting and covering them, they start flying around the barrier from both directions very fast. With a slight downwards movement from his hands. The leaves start gathering and head down swerling at their feet and then under them. For the leaves have now picked them up, and start to lift them for a moment, until Dal moves his hands again to bring them back down and to let the leaves fly off.

Once they reach the the ground, he drops the barrier and looks up at Forlin with a smile in his eyes "How did I do my Lord?"

"Very well my child, remember, stay humble with your use. You are young, I know how easy it is to abuse this power. We shall work on the sword later, a warrior knows all sides of the spectrum," he spoke with a smile.

Forlin remembered the very day he killed his apprentice. How ironic it was talking about training with a sword when it was Dal coming to Pura's rescue that day. The look on his face when Forlin stabbed him crushed his mother. The very sword still hanging at his side.

"Go back to the keep, continue with your studies."

Forlin walked towards the great tree to sit and meditate. "Lord Chemosh, I cannot give you this boy."

[beardies221]

His companion being crushed by the knight, the last ban grabbed his dagger. He launched himself at the knight, hoping to kill the knight and get his friend out from under the man.

[prophacyks]

"Very well my child, remember, stay humble with your use. You are young, I know how easy it is to abuse this power. We shall work on the sword later, a warrior knows all sides of the spectrum," he spoke with a smile.

Forlin remembered the very day he killed his apprentice. How ironic it was talking about training with a sword when it was Dal coming to Pura's rescue that day. The look on his face when Forlin stabbed him crushed his mother. The very sword still hanging at his side.

"Go back to the keep, continue with your studies."

Forlin walked towards the great tree to sit and meditate. "Lord Chemosh, I cannot give you this boy."

"Ok, my lord." Trying to keep a smile from his face when he hears about the sword, he turns and starts running up toward the Keep.

As Forlin sits there, a voice whispers in his head. The Voice of the God of Death "Get her out of the way, squish her so she will suffer and all she can do is sit there and cower. Do this and then kill her, give her to me as a presant. You do this and keep me happy, I will reward you. Perhaps with a son."

[sticko_69]

the last charge was all Erik needed to use to his advantage, he he postioned his sword so the the mans own body waight impaled him on eriks blade. warm blood ran down onto Eriks hand with his left hand he threw the wounded man off and got back to his feet he could hear the crys of the man with the gut wound he would live for at least a few hours but he would wish he was dead. his insides where trying to escape his belly as he convolsed in a pool of his own blood. but his wailing stoped once all he could do was vomit blood.

Eric walked back over to pura picking her up in his arms resting her head on his chest. his room was wasnt far and it was one of the beter rooms with a huge window and a four poster bed. laying Pura down he got a warm towel and bandaged here ghead once he had cleaned it. he would have gave her a kiss in her peace full state but she was an elf and though he wanted too he had an oath and measure to live by. he would keep watch over here so he new she would be safe.

[beardies221]

A loud banging came at Pura's door, followed by screams of "Get that beast out of here!"

The door knob slowly turned to pura's room...and in walked the donkey, ahving opened the door with his mouth. He ran and hid behind Pura's bed while an angry innkeeper also rushed into the room.

[sticko_69]

Erik stood up from his seat at the end of the bed. "dont worry i will be responsable for the mules actions" Erik smiled to the inn keeper knowing full well that he would get his way after the display in the main hall.

[beardies221]

The mule nodded and came out behind the bed. It head-butted the inn-keeper out of the room, then kicked the door shut.

[dalamar_thedark]

*poof*

Gwindor appeared in the inn where the donkey was and looked around. "Where the heck is the Shalafi?" he asked. But he saw some ale, and grabbed it and swigged it all in one gulp. He saw another and another and another and he drank them all too. Gwindor staggered around drunkly. He hallucinated seeing Forlin and said, "Ehe...Shalafi, it was a hard battle and I struggled to survive but I landed up here and there was all these 'foodiesss'!!"

[prophacyks]

the last charge was all Erik needed to use to his advantage, he he postioned his sword so the the mans own body waight impaled him on eriks blade. warm blood ran down onto Eriks hand with his left hand he threw the wounded man off and got back to his feet he could hear the crys of the man with the gut wound he would live for at least a few hours but he would wish he was dead. his insides where trying to escape his belly as he convolsed in a pool of his own blood. but his wailing stoped once all he could do was vomit blood.

Eric walked back over to pura picking her up in his arms resting her head on his chest. his room was wasnt far and it was one of the beter rooms with a huge window and a four poster bed. laying Pura down he got a warm towel and bandaged here ghead once he had cleaned it. he would have gave her a kiss in her peace full state but she was an elf and though he wanted too he had an oath and measure to live by. he would keep watch over here so he new she would be safe.

OOC:Oh so sweet, Sticko. And beardies, should have know the mule would follow. Grimgor if you could interact with Dalamar for a little bit that would be great.

IC:The last thing Pura remembers is getting slapped across her face, and a sharp pain in the back of her head. So she should not have been surprised to wake up in a forest for one, which she wasn't really surprised at that so much as the color of everything. The forest would have looked normal under regular light, but it seemed here that everything looked red. And all through the trees were Condors, that seemed to be guarding what was in the middle. In the middle was a clearing with a ring of fire surrounding it, and right in the middle of the ring of fire was a black blanket with what seemed to be a picnic sitting there but with no one enjoying it.

So with taking all this in and this growing familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach, the deep voice that spoke next should not have surprised her at all "I apologise for sending such rough means to get to you, but I could not wait for you to stop going insane and finally let yourself fall asleep. And for me to appear to you right now outside would be to dangerous.

As this voice speaks, a large hand turns her by her shoulder to face him. His other hand caressing the cheek that had been slapped. The man in front of her is rather large, and muscular. Long dark hair frames his handsome face, piercing eyes smiling at her. He wears black armor, on the front of it is a red condor.

As Pura sees him her eyes go wide, her mouth opens but sound doesn't come out. She finally regains her voice "Sargonnas."

OOC: I will write more tomorrow for this

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: yeah. let the donkey kick me. *imitates Shrek* hey donkey! c'mere donkey!

[prophacyks]

OOC: Here is the the rest of it, sorry it took me so long.

Sargonnas chuckles apparently enjoying this “Pura you look surprised, well it is very rare that I contact you isn’t it? Well, I brought something to eat will you join me?” He motions to the picnic, which seems to have been set out when she wasn’t looking.

Looking over Pura notices there are settings, set for two people “No I am not hungry, I just want to find Forlin and my son. So if you would get this over with and send me back to wake up I would be most appreciative.” At her last word she looks back to Sargonnas, but he is not there. She looks around to find him sitting with a glass filled with wine in his hand and food set out where the picnic is.

He smiles and holds up another glass to her “Sit, we have plenty to talk about. I hunger and I am sure you do to after what you have been through. Of course if you decide not to sit with me and eat, I will not tell you what I know about your son.”

Defeated and tired she walks over and sits down, he hands her the glass and pushes a plate of food in front of her. She sees him watching her, so Pura takes up a piece of fruit that is on the plate and eats it then washes it down with some wine. She glairs at Sargonnas “Happy?”

“Very. We need you to keep up your strength, if you intend to find your son and deal with what will be happening.” He then smiles at her, thoughtfully “I will tell you what I know, but if I do that you must do something for me.”

“That all depends on how valuable the information is. Besides how do I not know you are tricking me and that you are all behind this?” Keeping a cold stare at him, hiding how she is feeling.

“You don’t, but you also know to I would go straight for you if I wanted to hurt you. I will take that though I guess. I know how stubborn you can be. I expect nothing else.” He stop and take a drink of wine “It is Chemosh, he is the who resurrected your son. Apparently he thinks that you are my champion, rather silly isn’t it we do not even talk anymore.”

“Your champion, how would he get an idea like that? You have some nerve coming here.” Pura stands up, throwing her glass on the ground splattering shards of glass and wine all over.

She goes to turn and walk off, when Sargonnas’s hand grabs her wrist “Pura you knew how things were then, so I mentioned early that you were to be my champion. It matters not now, your son is in danger and Forlin has him. Forlin who is working under Chemosh, face it you need me right now there is no way you can go in there the way you are now. You will be fighting against a God’s power, you will need a God’s power just to keep you alive.”

Pura wrenches her wrist from his hand and turns on him “Who am I sapost to get that from you? Please, the last time I worked with you my friend almost died because of me and I lost myself. I will find another God before I work with you again.”

Sargonnas stands towering over her “Another God, you know just as well as I do none of the others will help you. How long is it now that you have wished a God would look upon you, notice you? Sorry to tell you, I am the only one. I am the best bet, if you do not work with me you best just kill yourself now. You will not make it through. You son, your friends they will all die. Just because you are to stubborn, to accept my help.”

Pura’s head is down, she is trying to hold back tears knowing full well that he is right. She looks up, he face sad. She looks beaten down “What do you want from me? You said that you needed something from me, now tell me.”

He walks closer, lifting her chin with his hand. Taking his other hand and clears the tears that escaped from her face “Be my champion Pura, lead my army or what ever I ask of you. You will be my beloved, the one I will depend on. If you do this, you will have everything you could ever want and never go without. What do you say Pura?”

Her eyes look down, away from his “Very well.”

As soon as she says that he kisses her forehead, she feels herself grow warm and the exhaustion and everything leave her body. In the real time where Erik and the Mule are watching over her, he body all of a sudden catches on fire. It seems that it everything around her catches also, but the thing was nothing was burning. Pura was changing slightally, her hair instead of silver with the red parts in it turns into copper color. The dress on he body, starts changing into black leather armor with a Red condor on the front. The flames finally die out and leaves Pura laying there.

She stays still for a couple of moments, then her eyes blink open. She turns to Erik “Where am I?”

[beardies221]

OOC: NOOOO! Damn. I was hoping Pura wouldn't accept so that my mule could be Sargonnas's champion! :'(

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: your mule to be Sargonnas's champion? Gimme a break.

[beardies221]

OOC: At least mine is original. A crazy black robe, sheesh, you just basically stole a character from 50% of the DL books...

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: At least mine is original. A crazy black robe, sheesh, you just basically stole a character from 50% of the DL books...

OOC: I know. I've got to be the most original person on all of Earth. Say, don't you think all the universe? MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *starts quoting* other worlds, you say? Interesting...but not now......

[prophacyks]

OOC: Please guys, keep the ooc on topic here. Thanks ;)

IC: Dal sits at the table in the library, looking over the book Forlin had him studying from. Feeling slightally annoyed that he could not practice his magic more. That part was more fun. He looks around a moment to see if Gwindor was around then seeing that he is not "Stupid Forlin, I did better then he did." He grumbles.

[sticko_69]

Erik looked down at her with her copper hair instead of silver. he stared at the pale skin the face he had fallen for. but he didnt understand the change was strange it was if she was her but wasnt he fell to his knees next to the bed his armour digging ito the wooden floor.

"i dont understand..." he muttered thinking that maybe he had saved the wrong person

[Grimgor]

Garin looks in confusion after the knighht, then shrugs it off. He leaves the building and wanders around a bit. Some time later, he stumbles into the Inn. "P'lin... I nee' a drink," he mumbles weakly. As soon as he gets the mug, he stumbles down to sit by his usual table, then downs the mug in a few seconds. He hurries to order two more. He was getting sober, he could feel it. A slight tingling in his fingers revealed that the dorment nerves where coming to life. Sharp splinters of light was piercing the fogs surrounding his brain, making him painfully aware of his surroundings. The muffled voices was becoming clear. At these times, he felt as if he was hearing colors and seeing sounds. The nerves of his fingers collected the sensations, making it seem as if the collected image of his surroundings came from the sensitive fingertips. Soon other things would start to pierce through, soon he would remember. He gulped down another to mugs, and felt his mind clouding again, the nerves going back to sleep. Safe, once again. He got up and struggled out of the Inn and down the stairs. Too late, his dulled senses discovered the clay shards from a smashed mug on the steps. The shards slipped under him, seding him flying down the stairs, each throb of pain bringing back the sensations of senses. Dark spots gathered in his vision.

[prophacyks]

Erik looked down at her with her copper hair instead of silver. he stared at the pale skin the face he had fallen for. but he didnt understand the change was strange it was if she was her but wasnt he fell to his knees next to the bed his armour digging ito the wooden floor.

"i dont understand..." he muttered thinking that maybe he had saved the wrong person

Pura still feeling weird, sits up on the bed and watches Erik a bit confused as to the way he is acting. She moves to the edge of the bed, towards Erik leaning down her fingertipes under his chin to raise his eyes to look at her "Erik, what is it?" And that is when she sees herself in a mirror across the room. She lets go of him, and gets up from the bed fast moving to the mirror. She is shocked at her apperiance, not expecting anything to change. She turns back to Erik, now knowing what was wrong"Erik, I can explain."

[sticko_69]

erk moved back across the room his eyes never leaveing pura his sword was drawn now hot possed for attack but in a way that said he didn want her to touch him again. a drop od blood rolled of its tip hitting the floor he hadnt cleaned it and it was still covered in blood. the blood of those he had killed to save pura. he looked into her eyes he so wanted her to explain tell him he was seeing it or it was an evil trick... if only he could see how she could explain. he would have filled with rage but he just colapsed onto the floor lent up against the wall he put his head in his hands.

[prophacyks]

erk moved back across the room his eyes never leaveing pura his sword was drawn now hot possed for attack but in a way that said he didn want her to touch him again. a drop od blood rolled of its tip hitting the floor he hadnt cleaned it and it was still covered in blood. the blood of those he had killed to save pura. he looked into her eyes he so wanted her to explain tell him he was seeing it or it was an evil trick... if only he could see how she could explain. he would have filled with rage but he just colapsed onto the floor lent up against the wall he put his head in his hands.

"Oh, by the God's what have I done?" She walks over to Erik, getting as close as she can without getting to close. She sits down on the floor infront of him, tears lining her eyes "Erik, please look at me. I had to do this, I really didn't have many choices. I am going to be fighting against a someone with a God backing them up. I needed a God's help, Sargonnas was the only one who was willing to help me. The only way he would do it is if I gave up my soul and myself and became his champion. This is for my son, so I did it. I accepted. I'm sorry."

[sticko_69]

erik stood up his face as gaunt as ever only anger scared in now he was looking down at her his sword back in his hand. his vocie boomed as if he was a god "I WOULD HAVE HELPED YOU I WOULD HAVE DIED FOR YOU" his hand griped the sword hard his knuckles went white. he was on the verge of not going back

[prophacyks]

erik stood up his face as gaunt as ever only anger scared in now he was looking down at her his sword back in his hand. his vocie boomed as if he was a god "I WOULD HAVE HELPED YOU I WOULD HAVE DIED FOR YOU" his hand griped the sword hard his knuckles went white. he was on the verge of not going back

Pura stands up, she has no fear of him striking her down. Part of her almost wished he would "Erik, you would have do that not knowing anything about me. You would throw your life away for a pretty face. I cannot accept that, I would not ask that of you. i do not allow others to die for me. I have never been a good person, and this isn't the first time I worked for Sargonnas. No matter your intentions, you could not give me the power I need to fight someone who got their Power from a God. I understand if you hate me now, and if you want nothing to do with all this. To work with me now would be against your nature, you knighthood. I am sorry it has to be that way, but that is the way it is. Do what you need to, strike me down if you have to. But if you do, please help my son."

She turns and heads towards the door.

[sticko_69]

the oath the measur the life he lived came to a halt the only thing that was real was the steel in his hand the steel that would end this tourment. and good would return to the world it was time to act like the knight he was... Pura must die. he lift his blade and gave hera sulute for he had honor unlike her. death would release her

[prophacyks]

the oath the measur the life he lived came to a halt the only thing that was real was the steel in his hand the steel that would end this tourment. and good would return to the world it was time to act like the knight he was... Pura must die. he lift his blade and gave hera sulute for he had honor unlike her. death would release her


A circle of fire flairs up around Erik not hurting him but keeps him from moving none the less, Pura takes no notice of this she just walks out the door. A voice whispers inside his head "You are a poor Knight even for my liking Erik, you seek vengance against someone who has not betrayed you. Actually it is the other way around, it is you who betrays her. If I had,had my way you all would be walking you puny little lives but she doesnot want to do this without you. She cares about you, and does not want you to die. Hence it why I am not striking you down now. So swallow your pride, and make a decision not involving your sword." As it says that the hilt of the sword starts heating up in Erik's hand burning it.

[prophacyks]

After leaving Erik's room, Pura walks down to the dining area. She looks around and she spots the mage that had been with Forlin, he seems to be talking to a chair. She walks over and grabs him by the front of his robes "You were the one with Forlin, give your master a message for me. The next time we meet, I will not be so nice for now he isn't the only one with a God on his side."

[beardies221]

The donkeyhas been sorely frightened by this new Pura. She had made the flames and hurt Erik... The donkey, not knowing quite what to do, walked up and stood protectively by the burnt Erik.

[Aspen]

OOC: Prophacyks, do you have room for one more?

[Mariner]

OOC: Please guys, keep the ooc on topic here. Thanks ;)

IC: Dal sits at the table in the library, looking over the book Forlin had him studying from. Feeling slightally annoyed that he could not practice his magic more. That part was more fun. He looks around a moment to see if Gwindor was around then seeing that he is not "Stupid Forlin, I did better then he did." He grumbles.

"Yes, you have extraordinary talent for a mage at your age. That fool Forlin cannot hold a candle to you. Do you wish for more?"

The Lord of the Dead walked into the light revealing his presence to Dal.

"I can grant you that power, only you must do something for me," the god spoke with a smile.

[prophacyks]

"Yes, you have extraordinary talent for a mage at your age. That fool Forlin cannot hold a candle to you. Do you wish for more?"

The Lord of the Dead walked into the light revealing his presence to Dal.

"I can grant you that power, only you must do something for me," the god spoke with a smile.


OOC: ASPEN, maybe. It all depends on what you have for an idea. PM me with your character info and I will see if we can fit you in right now. Ok :) ;)

Dal looks at the God of Death, he feels himself getting very nervous and scared but does not allow it to get the best of him and trait from his mother no doubt. "Y..you are a God arn't you? To have more power would be wonderful, but what would I have to do for it?" He says excited and skeptical at same time.

[Mariner]

OOC: ASPEN, maybe. It all depends on what you have for an idea. PM me with your character info and I will see if we can fit you in right now. Ok :) ;)

Dal looks at the God of Death, he feels himself getting very nervous and scared but does not allow it to get the best of him and trait from his mother no doubt. "Y..you are a God arn't you? To have more power would be wonderful, but what would I have to do for it?" He says excited and skeptical at same time.

Chemosh was amused with the boys obvious interest. He slowly walked around the table as if circling his prey for the kill. He leaned whispering in the boys ear.

"I want Forlin dead....and another was well. An elf woman, she will come to destroy you. With my help you can be immortal. A great fist smiting away those who oppose us. What do you say?"

[beardies221]

OOC: Hmm, Sargonnas and Chemosh versuuuuus a lovesick knight and a donkey. Oh man, the fight can't be fair, we'll cream you guys! Oh and sticko, just so you know, whether you like it or not the donkey is loyal to you right now, really loyal, he's like a reincarnated Solamnic knight... Hmm. Sweet, ok guys, I'm making a character sheet for my donkey!!!

Name: Donkey, Mule, Stupid Stubborn animal... (Formerly Sir Marcus De Calleia (guess whose name this is based off :))
Race: uh, er, Pack Animal??
Appearance: Uh, sorta grayish, black mane, donkeyish...
Weapons/Spells: A wicked kick, will probably somehow use magic throughout the course of this thread, ect.
Bio: I have a great bio lined up, I just have to PM sticko and see if he likes it...

[prophacyks]

Chemosh was amused with the boys obvious interest. He slowly walked around the table as if circling his prey for the kill. He leaned whispering in the boys ear.

"I want Forlin dead....and another was well. An elf woman, she will come to destroy you. With my help you can be immortal. A great fist smiting away those who oppose us. What do you say?"

OOC: Now, now Beardies. I love the Bio, but you are not ment to work against her. Atleast not yet anyways. She is not trying to work against you, but of course good always has to try and smite what is evil even thought it is not doing anything.

IC: Dal's eyes grow wide, his heart beating with excitement but also with uncertainty. He turns to face the God of Death, with certainty in his mind now. He wants the power "So if I do this I will get this power? When do I start?" A cold smile creeps onto his face.

[sticko_69]

droping his blade he fell to his knees his head in his hands maybe he had made a mistake maybe she still needed him. ripping his armour of himself he stood there in his dark tunic pants and leather boots if he was to follow her he would so not as a knight.

[prophacyks]

droping his blade he fell to his knees his head in his hands maybe he had made a mistake maybe she still needed him. ripping his armour of himself he stood there in his dark tunic pants and leather boots if he was to follow her he would so not as a knight.

OOC: Oh man, are you trying to make her feel bad, she is going to kick your bottom. :confused: :D

[beardies221]

OOC: Poor donkey, hey here we go!

BIC: The donkey looked around amazed, then focused really hard. The donkey turned totally pitch black, except for its mane which had turned pure white. The donkey prepared to follow Erik...

[Aspen]

Aspen cowers in the corner of the great room at the Inn of Last Homes. Her long red hair covers her pretty face and her large green eyes. She had just witnessed a knight and a drunk "take care of" Ungh and his crony's: her tormenters, her owners. With these ruffians out of the way, she finally has her freedom. But what good is freedom when you have no one and no were to go. I was better off as a slave.
She stands up and trys to sneak to the door without being notice. Everyone in the room has started gossiping about all the excitment. No one will notice me leave.
Aspen gets out the door. She sighs with releaf to have made it that far. She can here someone else approaching the door from inside. She panics. They're coming to get me, where to run, where to hide! She runs down the stairs, slips on a peice of broken crockery, tumbling head over heels down the stairs. Luck for her a drunk man broke her fall. Unluck for him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!!!"

[prophacyks]

OOC: Poor donkey, hey here we go!

BIC: The donkey looked around amazed, then focused really hard. The donkey turned totally pitch black, except for its mane which had turned pure white. The donkey prepared to follow Erik...

OOC: *Sniff, clears tears from her eyes. You are the best friends a girl will ever have. This will definatally be interesting. ASPEN sounds good so far, look like you should fit in here quite well. ;) I am posting the Bio you gave me for ASPEN, hope you don't mind. Thought other might like to see it. :)

Name:Aspen Brooks

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Class: Don't know???

Description:Average Heighth, long red hair, green eyes, fairly pretty. Dressed in bar make attire. She's alone in the world, with nothing to loose.

History:Grew up in GateWay with her mother. Mother always told her that her father was from Solamnia but wouln't say in he was a Theif, a knight, a king, a pesent or just a sharletten(sp). Her mother died, she was left in her "evil" aunt s care. Aunt sold her to First buyer. Thought buyer could be the big thug that Erik got into it with down in the bar?

[Mariner]

OOC: Now, now Beardies. I love the Bio, but you are not ment to work against her. Atleast not yet anyways. She is not trying to work against you, but of course good always has to try and smite what is evil even thought it is not doing anything.

IC: Dal's eyes grow wide, his heart beating with excitement but also with uncertainty. He turns to face the God of Death, with certainty in his mind now. He wants the power "So if I do this I will get this power? When do I start?" A cold smile creeps onto his face.

Smiling Chemosh places his hand on Dals' neck sending chilling pain throughout his limbs.
The throbing pain began to soothe the boy. A child with the allowed power from of a god flowed through his veins.

"Do as I wish, as you promised, make them suffer. I will be watching," he commanded.

Turning his back upon the boy, Chemosh slowly walked away burning away his clothing until he was smoldering ash. The bones he inhabited were all that remained.

[prophacyks]

Smiling Chemosh places his hand on Dals' neck sending chilling pain throughout his limbs.
The throbing pain began to soothe the boy. A child with the allowed power from of a god flowed through his veins.

"Do as I wish, as you promised, make them suffer. I will be watching," he commanded.

Turning his back upon the boy, Chemosh slowly walked away smoldering into ash. The bones he inhabited was all that remained.

After the inital shock Dal, stood up feeling this new power flowing through his veins. A smile creeps onto his face "My lord Forlin has been out for far to long, I think I shall bring him something to warm him." Dal walks over to a table that has a half a bottle of amber liquid on it. Dal takes this down and leaves the room, walking to another room that the Black Mage uses to for a lab. Dal looks at one of the the racks that has herbs stored there, he reaches up and takes down a white powder. He then opens the bottle he has in his hand, and pours a little bit in for it will not take much to make anyone one suffer from ingesting it. He closes both the jar and the bottle and puts back the jar of poison, the he shakes the bottle of liquid a little bit to mix the poison. Then he starts making his way down to his master, where he is meditating.

He thinks to himself if all goes right, the poison should take affect soon. It will not kill him yet, but it will torture him for quite a while, making him wish for death. And that is when he will have to decide to kill his master or let him sit there and suffer. How he would enjoy this so, making his master wait just as he was made to wait to learn. He shall wait no longer. As for this elvin woman, he will hunt her down and find her quick. He chuckles to himself thinking his plan perfect. Just a couple of feet away from Forlin he wipes the smile on his face and puts back on the mask of the innocent child.

He reaches Forlin "Master Forlin, you must be getting cold. I have brought you something to drink so you will not catch a chill."

[prophacyks]

Pura finally lets go Black Mage, throwing him to the side. She then turns and walks to the bar where Palin is being held up by his sister. Pura smirks knowing that her new appearance bothers him, he has seen her go through many changes through the years. And most where never good. "Don't say anything Palin, it is what I had to do. And that is all I will say. I need you to do something for me." She removes her wedding ring, and hands it to Palin "Please give that back to him."

Palin finally shakes out of his shock, and looks at the ring in his hand almost sadly then looks back up at her "What do you want me to tell him?"

"What to tell him? That I am gone, dead. And that was all that was left of me, of the woman he loved. That is all he needs to know. Let him know you do not know anymore. Thank you Palin, for everything"

"Do not get yourself killed Pura." He looks at his old friend, like this will be the last time they will see each other.

"I am not sure what will happen, goodbye." She reaches over and grabs him for a hug, then turns and takes a look up the stairs one last time. Part of her hoping to see Erik coming down them.

[beardies221]

As Pura looks to the staircase, it is not Erik walking down the stairs. It is the mule, now looking quite stunning being pitch black and all. Happily neighing, the mule ran down to meet Pura happily, as if nothing at all had happened.

Little did anyone in the Inn know, the Mule had also struck a deal with a dark god...

[prophacyks]

As Pura looks to the staircase, it is not Erik walking down the stairs. It is the mule, now looking quite stunning being pitch black and all. Happily neighing, the mule ran down to meet Pura happily, as if nothing at all had happened.

Little did anyone in the Inn know, the Mule had also struck a deal with a dark god...

Pura went wide eyed for a moment, she then looks down at the mule "Well if I didn't know anybetter I would say that you were a different mule. But seeing that there only seems to be one walking around the in, how in the abyss did you accomplish this look?"

[sticko_69]

eric stumbled down the stairs after the mule his face dark his hair hung over what was once so proud he had doned a chainmail shirt and had steal bracers and shin guards. he held a steal helmet and a simple sword not the one he once carried. a dark green cape was flung over his shoulders and a shield with no markings was worn like a pack.

his blood shot eyes looked up a pura but he spoke no words he didnt need to she should have know that if he said he would follow her he would no matter the cost. the inn didnt seem to remember the knight they just sure him as a warrior as no one got out of his way or tipped their hat to him. he was no one in the world

[Grimgor]

A sharp splinter of pain shattered the last of Garins drunken haze. Weakly, he tried to move. His left knee hurt, but wasen't broken. Otherwise, he was in good condition. Then he noticed a weight on top of him. Annoyed, he pushed it off. It was a girl. That very fact pushed his conciousness down the deep well of memory, pushed him to the last sight of his wife disappearing beneath the waves. For a second, the sensation nearly made him faint, but it lasted only for a second. Left was the never-ending feeling of emptiness that had driven him to drown his sorrows, leave his life as a smith and merchant and abandon his house to the rats in favor of the Inn. For a second, he shook his head. Everything was so clear to him that it hurt. The alchohol was not working. Why? He looked up the staircase, noticing the shards. He had slipped, as had the girl and now he was left in this world of reality, where every second was a reminder of his lost past. Where every smile, every bit of laughter reminded him of the happiness that had permanently been stripped from him. the very thought of smiling, let alone laughing, was incomprehensible. He staggered. The fall had not only damaged his leg. His head had started spinning. He needed to lie down. Accidently, he put too much weight on his left leg. It collapsed and he feel. From down there, he no longer had the strength to stand up again.

[prophacyks]

eric stumbled down the stairs after the mule his face dark his hair hung over what was once so proud he had doned a chainmail shirt and had steal bracers and shin guards. he held a steal helmet and a simple sword not the one he once carried. a dark green cape was flung over his shoulders and a shield with no markings was worn like a pack.

his blood shot eyes looked up a pura but he spoke no words he didnt need to she should have know that if he said he would follow her he would no matter the cost. the inn didnt seem to remember the knight they just sure him as a warrior as no one got out of his way or tipped their hat to him. he was no one in the world

OOC: Geez Sticko, you are to good at this. You have me almost crying from guilt for real.

IC: Pura eyes change from humor to sadness when she sees Erik's state, she holds out a hand and grabs his shoulder to turn him to face her "Erik, why? Don't do this to yourself, not for me I am not worth it."

[Aspen]

A sharp splinter of pain shattered the last of Garins drunken haze. Weakly, he tried to move. His left knee hurt, but wasen't broken. Otherwise, he was in good condition. Then he noticed a weight on top of him. Annoyed, he pushed it off. It was a girl. That very fact pushed his conciousness down the deep well of memory, pushed him to the last sight of his wife disappearing beneath the waves. For a second, the sensation nearly made him faint, but it lasted only for a second. Left was the never-ending feeling of emptiness that had driven him to drown his sorrows, leave his life as a smith and merchant and abandon his house to the rats in favor of the Inn. For a second, he shook his head. Everything was so clear to him that it hurt. The alchohol was not working. Why? He looked up the staircase, noticing the shards. He had slipped, as had the girl and now he was left in this world of reality, where every second was a reminder of his lost past. Where every smile, every bit of laughter reminded him of the happiness that had permanently been stripped from him. the very thought of smiling, let alone laughing, was incomprehensible. He staggered. The fall had not only damaged his leg. His head had started spinning. He needed to lie down. Accidently, he put too much weight on his left leg. It collapsed and he feel. From down there, he no longer had the strength to stand up again.

Aspen watches as the man trys to stand and fulters. Should I help him? Aspen reachs her hand to touch his shoulder and then draws it back. What if he's like all the others, what if is another slave murchant? She turns to run but she can't. After all, he was one of the men responsible for my freedom. What do I have left to loose.
Aspen takes the mans arm and helps him to his feet. He looks so sad, so alone. .... and he smells so bad! She clears her throught and softy says, "Are you alright?"

[beardies221]

OOC: Aww, poor Prophacyks... Hmm, I'll let you and Sticko have your heartfelt exchange before I do anything else stupid...

[sticko_69]

Erik raised his head to look at her "My honour is my life" he said in a sad tone "and on my honour i will keep you safe no matter the cost" he lowered his head again letting his dark hair fall across his face. and a wisper came one so light onley an elf could here it "i will save you"

[Grimgor]

Garin got to his feet, and looked at the girl for a second. He didn't know her. "No," he replied, then added as an afterthought. "Thanks."

[prophacyks]

Erik raised his head to look at her "My honour is my life" he said in a sad tone "and on my honour i will keep you safe no matter the cost" he lowered his head again letting his dark hair fall across his face. and a wisper came one so light onley an elf could here it "i will save you"

She holds up a hand and moves his hair from his face and whispers "No one can save me now, the only ones that ever might have had that chance I will be more then likally killing now. You are an honorable Knight the best one that I know, that is why I wanted you with me. You see the good in thing when I cannot, you keep me from doing something stupid. If you choose this road you are on now, by turning your back on the Knighthood now. You will be led on the road of destruction that I am walking on, you are already starting to walk it. I can see it in your eyes, the sadness the depression. If you stay like this, you will be no good to me. It would be best for me to leave you behind right now."

She takes her hand away from him, her emotions taking it toll on her. She needs to be defeating them, not allowing them to control her. She puts her hand up to her head for a moment then turns away from him, replacing her worried look with a cold one "Do what you must, I do not care anymore. I you are going to follow me then follow, just do not fall behind. Because we will not wait for you." She states rather harsh. She puts her hand on the Mule to motion it forward, and then she starts heading for the door.

[beardies221]

The mule happily walks ahead of Pura...

[Aspen]

Garin got to his feet, and looked at the girl for a second. He didn't know her. "No," he replied, then added as an afterthought. "Thanks."

Aspen looked at the man. He didn't look like his leg was bothering him that much but still ther was something wrong with him. She looked at the stairs to the inn. There's no way I can help him up there by myself. Aspen serveyed the area. Even though there was a festival going on, at this moment, the street was deserted. "Is there someone I can go and get; maybe a family member .... or your wife?"

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: erm....guess I was late in coming here. And since I don't want to cause any trouble here in this thread....prophacyks, where should he appear now?...

[Grimgor]

"Learn what you're atlking about and stop bothering me!" He snapped, turned irritably and went with a quick pace towards his house. The bloodveins in his temples was pounding and his fists was clenched with such strength that the fingers was snapping and his knucles (sp?) was pearly white. Red fogs danced in front of his eyes. The fall had shaken something loose inside ihs head and his anger was not making it better. Insolent bitch! What did she know, anyway? He thought, not paying attention to his surrounding, thus earning several angry shouts from bypassers. He entered his house and slammed the door shut with such force that the wood splintered and the door continued inwards, before sliding off the maimed hinges. Garin paid no heed to it, and went promptly to the back of his house, where the smithy was. It had not been used in a long time and was in poor condition. In fact, the entire house was falling apart. He had never been the greatest one with wood, and the house bore traces of it. Thus, the neglect had already started to wear it out. He went back, and thrust himself into a chair by the table. Supporting his head in his hands, he lost control and started weeping.

[sticko_69]

Erik followed Pura and the mule he had made his chose it would destroy him he new but he feared loseing Pura more

[Aspen]

"Learn what you're atlking about and stop bothering me!" He snapped, turned irritably and went with a quick pace towards his house. The bloodveins in his temples was pounding and his fists was clenched with such strength that the fingers was snapping and his knucles (sp?) was pearly white. Red fogs danced in front of his eyes. The fall had shaken something loose inside ihs head and his anger was not making it better. Insolent bitch! What did she know, anyway? He thought, not paying attention to his surrounding, thus earning several angry shouts from bypassers. He entered his house and slammed the door shut with such force that the wood splintered and the door continued inwards, before sliding off the maimed hinges. Garin paid no heed to it, and went promptly to the back of his house, where the smithy was. It had not been used in a long time and was in poor condition. In fact, the entire house was falling apart. He had never been the greatest one with wood, and the house bore traces of it. Thus, the neglect had already started to wear it out. He went back, and thrust himself into a chair by the table. Supporting his head in his hands, he lost control and started weeping.

The man storms off leaving Aspen alone. Now what. I can't go back to GateWay. Just then her stumick runbles loudly. Ungh hadn't let her eat today. He always told her that she would get fat like her aunt but in reallity she know it was because he was cheep and had paid more that he had wanted for her.
Aspen know that one of Ungh's goons had bin stealing from him and hidding the steel in a saddle bag he left with his horse. With them gone, there's no reason to let it go to waste.

Aspen heads towards the livery stabbles. Just ahead of her she hears people yealing. She sees the drink man from the inn stumbling into passers by as he barrels head long into a woman carring apple's in a large basket. The apple's fly everywhere. Aspen runs over and helps the lady retreve her harvest and sneaks two into her pocket.
The drunk enter a house and brakes the door in the prosses. The livery stabble is the next building on the street. As Aspen walks by she can her someone crying. What if he went and hurt someone?
She enters the house. The place was falling apart. With the holes in the roof, the dust and cobb webs, the place looked abandoned. the only thing that was taken care off was a small painting on the mantle. It is a portriat of a woman with large brown eyes.
The sobbing continues and Aspen fallowed the sound to the back of the house. There the large man sat at a table. His head in his hands. Could this really be the same man who just "tool care of" Ungh and his bunch? She always thought that she would be rescued by some prince on a white steed; but this?
Aspen backed up quietly. I'll just leave and he won't even know I was here and I won't gove him any more grief. Just then she backed into a stack of pots on the floor.

[prophacyks]

The man storms off leaving Aspen alone. Now what. I can't go back to GateWay. Just then her stumick runbles loudly. Ungh hadn't let her eat today. He always told her that she would get fat like her aunt but in reallity she know it was because he was cheep and had paid more that he had wanted for her.
Aspen know that one of Ungh's goons had bin stealing from him and hidding the steel in a saddle bag he left with his horse. With them gone, there's no reason to let it go to waste.

Aspen heads towards the livery stabbles. Just ahead of her she hears people yealing. She sees the drink man from the inn stumbling into passers by as he barrels head long into a woman carring apple's in a large basket. The apple's fly everywhere. Aspen runs over and helps the lady retreve her harvest and sneaks two into her pocket.
The drunk enter a house and brakes the door in the prosses. The livery stabble is the next building on the street. As Aspen walks by she can her someone crying. What if he went and hurt someone?
She enters the house. The place was falling apart. With the holes in the roof, the dust and cobb webs, the place looked abandoned. the only thing that was taken care off was a small painting on the mantle. It is a portriat of a woman with large brown eyes.
The sobbing continues and Aspen fallowed the sound to the back of the house. There the large man sat at a table. His head in his hands. Could this really be the same man who just "tool care of" Ungh and his bunch? She always thought that she would be rescued by some prince on a white steed; but this?
Aspen backed up quietly. I'll just leave and he won't even know I was here and I won't gove him any more grief. Just then she backed into a stack of pots on the floor.


Pura walks out of the inn to see Garin at the girl, she then watches them go their seperate ways and then she turns to the others "Perhaps we should go check on him." Instead of waiting for an answer, she moves on to follow asking around at the angry people to see if they had seen Garin. Many of them had, so she starts heading towards the house they pointed out. Along the way she finds Acorn sleeping under a tree so she throws him on the Mule's back (If that is ok with you Beardies, want to keep kendercommander around for when he comes back ;) ). When she gets to the house she can hear him weeping inside, she opens what is left of the door and rushes in. Having to walk all around the house she finally comes across Garin in a chair weeping.

She kneels infront of him, her arms move to lift his head up to look at her "Garin, what is it? What it wrong?"

OOC: I Figure should get us all back together again.

[beardies221]

OOC: Uh! No, I refuse! WOn't have some dirty kender on my back! Have him ride on Erik's back! Uh, fine, but only for you proph :).

[sticko_69]

Erik following Pura into the house almost ran into the young lady trying to leave he caught her in his arms. he remembered her from the inn but she wouldnt remember him no one could now once a proud knight now a ragged warrior.

he let go of her once he was sure she had stable footing and turned his face so she couldnt see the sorrow in his eyes he then turned his attention back to the drunk in the corner and Pura. what ever she planed to do he had no idea why she was here and what a company an darkelf a mule a sleeping kender a drunk an ex knight and some poor girl

[dalamar_thedark]

Gwindor got the message and transported himself to where Forlin was. Oddly, he didn't see Forlin...not yet, anyways. All he could see were wine bottles dancing in the air and saying 'drink me drink me and then drink some more' or something like that. He wasn't quite sure anyway, because they kept changing colors and there were also dancing candlesticks.

All of a sudden he saw Forlin coming out of the haze....lots of Forlins dressed in pink and yellow robes. They were all shaking their fingers at him and mumbling weird stuff.

"I'm coming, Shalafi!" he shouted dreamily, still thinking of champagne.

OOC: keep in mind that he is still drunk.

[kendercommander]

ooc: i am so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so sorry!!! my internet is down still... our modem is outdated and we cant get the CD's to install it. so i had to order an entire new modem and pair of CD's. They should arrive later this week... I am at my dad's house for the weekend, which is how i am typing this...

BIC: The kender had watched the drama and lost interest soon. He blinked twice and the third time, accidentally dozed off. Having a lurching feeling in his stomach, he woke up on a mule, in a building, with many hazy forms around him. One he identified as Garin, weeping in a corner. A small girl had just knocked over some pots. There was an elven female and human male who seemed familiar, but didn't look like anyone he'd known...

"Pura!?" Acorn said in shock. "wow! you have an interesting taste in appearance. I love that big bird though. And that hair colour really fits you." he fell into an uneasy silence. He softly jumped off the mule, and loudly whispered to the young girl (ASPEN) "hello! I'm Acorn thornpicker!" he held out his hand while glancing out of his eye at Garin.

[Mariner]

After the inital shock Dal, stood up feeling this new power flowing through his veins. A smile creeps onto his face "My lord Forlin has been out for far to long, I think I shall bring him something to warm him." Dal walks over to a table that has a half a bottle of amber liquid on it. Dal takes this down and leaves the room, walking to another room that the Black Mage uses to for a lab. Dal looks at one of the the racks that has herbs stored there, he reaches up and takes down a white powder. He then opens the bottle he has in his hand, and pours a little bit in for it will not take much to make anyone one suffer from ingesting it. He closes both the jar and the bottle and puts back the jar of poison, the he shakes the bottle of liquid a little bit to mix the poison. Then he starts making his way down to his master, where he is meditating. He reaches Forlin "Master Forlin, you must be getting cold. I have brought you something to drink so you will not catch a chill."

The sound of his apprentices voice roused Forlin from his meditations. Glancing towards Dal he notices something different about him though he could not quite put his finger on it. Dismissing the notion he waves the boy near him.

"I thought I told you to be in your study. No matter, thank you for your hospitality. Please sit down."

Looking into Dal's eyes he tried to figure out what was different. His posture has changed, it was no longer slumped like a child with no manners. Now he looked as if he could take on the whole ogre race. Those eyes, much like his mothers, conveyed a defiance towards him for some reason.

"Yes, I would like a drink my child," he smiled.

[prophacyks]

The sound of his apprentices voice roused Forlin from his meditations. Glancing towards Dal he notices something different about him though he could not quite put his finger on it. Dismissing the notion he waves the boy near him.

"I thought I told you to be in your study. No matter, thank you for your hospitality. Please sit down."

Looking into Dal's eyes he tried to figure out what was different. His posture has changed, it was no longer slumped like a child with no manners. Now he looked as if he could take on the whole ogre race. Those eyes, much like his mothers, conveyed a defiance towards him for some reason.

"Yes, I would like a drink my child," he smiled.

"Here you go master." Hands Forlin the bottle "Do you mind if I asked what you were meditating about my lord?"

[Mariner]

"Here you go master." Hands Forlin the bottle "Do you mind if I asked what you were meditating about my lord?"

"I was thinking of the past, my dear apprentice. You should know better than to ask me about personal matters. Hand me a glass would you?"

Forlin studied the boys reaction to his reply. He had never noticed Dal to lose patience with him.

"Has he found out that it was me that killed him? Does he know of his mother?," he pondered.

[prophacyks]

"I was thinking of the past, my dear apprentice. You should know better than to ask me about personal matters. Hand me a glass would you?"

Forlin studied the boys reaction to his reply. He had never noticed Dal to lose patience with him.

"Has he found out that it was me that killed him? Does he know of his mother?," he pondered.

He hands Forlin a glass "Was it about the Elf woman?" Dal says, not really caring what he says. In a way he wanted to find out more about this mysterious elf woman. And might as well ask Forlin before he dies. His eyes definatally taking on a cold look.

[Mariner]

He hands Forlin a glass "Was it about the Elf woman?" Dal says, not really caring what he says. In a way he wanted to find out more about this mysterious elf woman. And might as well ask Forlin before he dies. His eyes definatally taking on a cold look.

Forlin drops the bottle noticing the lack of compassion in Dals eyes.

"Oh dear," Forlin spoke feigning suprise.

"The elf is no interest to you. She is just a thorn in my side that I will release upon her arrival. She will be here shortly," he said accidently.

Standing up he begins to wipe the wine from his robe while his other hand brushed the hilt of his sword. If it is nessecary the boy will die by his hands again.

[prophacyks]

Forlin drops the bottle noticing the lack of compassion in Dals eyes.

"Oh dear," Forlin spoke feigning suprise.

"The elf is no interest to you. She is just a thorn in my side that I will release upon her arrival. She will be here shortly," he said accidently.

Standing up he begins to wipe the wine from his robe while his other hand brushed the hilt of his sword. If it is nessecary the boy will die by his hands again.

Dal gives a stare that holds Forlin in place, the feeling of power surrounds the both of them. But it only is working for Dal, Dal reaches out a hand at Forlin. The power surrounds Forlin squeezing him when Dal makes his hand into a fist. This makes it very hard for Forlin to breath. Dal looks at him with a crazy look "Tell me about her, who is she? Why is she so important that you and Chemosh want her dead?"

[Mariner]

Dal gives a stare that holds Forlin in place, the feeling of power surrounds the both of them. But it only is working for Dal, Dal reaches out a hand at Forlin. The power surrounds Forlin squeezing him when Dal makes his hand into a fist. This makes it very hard for Forlin to breath. Dal looks at him with a crazy look "Tell me about her, who is she? Why is she so important that you and Chemosh want her dead?"

Forlin felt the hand of his god leave him and the pain of Dals magic squeeze the life out of him. With a painful gasp he spoke one word, "Mirak."

The medallion Forlin gave to Dal began to turning red emitting the heat that rivaled Krynn's sun. It was not only an heirloom, it was also to keep traitorous kin from killing their own.

[prophacyks]

Forlin felt the hand of his god leave him and the pain of Dals magic squeeze the life out of him. With a painful gasp he spoke one word, "Mirak."

The medallion Forlin gave to Dal began to turning red emitting the heat that rivaled Krynn's sun. It was not only an heirloom, it was also to keep traitorous kin from killing their own.

Dal's hand drops, as well as Forlin. He reaches for the heirloom around his neck, as he drops to his knees from the pain. He tries to take it off, but it would not allow itself to be moved. He struggles for a minute but finds the strength to grab Forlin one more time with the magic. Holding Forlin in the air, he moves his arm an throws Forlin away from the keep, and with that he passes out from the pain.

OOC: You pick where you land. :)

[Mariner]

Dal's hand drops, as well as Forlin. He reaches for the heirloom around his neck, as he drops to his knees from the pain. He tries to take it off, but it would not allow itself to be moved. He struggles for a minute but finds the strength to grab Forlin one more time with the magic. Holding Forlin in the air, he moves his arm an throws Forlin away from the keep, and with that he passes out from the pain.

OOC: You pick where you land. :)

To his great suprise Forlin was flying backwards through the air towards the great tree he was sitting at earlier. The impact sent unbearable pain throughout his body sending him deep into unconcousness. As the stars and darkness began to surround him he whimpered one word, "Gwindor."

[Aspen]

ooc: i am so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so sorry!!! my internet is down still... our modem is outdated and we cant get the CD's to install it. so i had to order an entire new modem and pair of CD's. They should arrive later this week... I am at my dad's house for the weekend, which is how i am typing this...

BIC: The kender had watched the drama and lost interest soon. He blinked twice and the third time, accidentally dozed off. Having a lurching feeling in his stomach, he woke up on a mule, in a building, with many hazy forms around him. One he identified as Garin, weeping in a corner. A small girl had just knocked over some pots. There was an elven female and human male who seemed familiar, but didn't look like anyone he'd known...

"Pura!?" Acorn said in shock. "wow! you have an interesting taste in appearance. I love that big bird though. And that hair colour really fits you." he fell into an uneasy silence. He softly jumped off the mule, and loudly whispered to the young girl (ASPEN) "hello! I'm Acorn thornpicker!" he held out his hand while glancing out of his eye at Garin.

OOC: Aspen's age keeps changing!
:) I would like to keep it at 17 until her next birthday (if she lives that long) :rolleyes:

BIC: Aspen has always liked kinder. They never cared who you were, they would always talk to you. They were always kind, if you didn't have anything in your pockets.
She leaned over and whipered in the kinders ear,"My name is Aspen Brooks." Aspen looks at elf hugging the drunk, then she looks up at the man who stopped her fall. He wouldn't look her in the eye. And the donkey, what an odd coloured donkey! Aspen reachs into her pocket and offers the animal an apple.

[kendercommander]

OOC: well,the term "young girl" could be used in the sence that you are not an OLD girl....

BIC: Acorn looked at the mule and couldn't help laughing. "you're the flying mule!" he exclaimed quietly, trying to get rid of the lump in his heart that had gotten there on seeing the man sobbing.

[beardies221]

I am small one. I shall need your help too, the mule said, although only the kender could hear.

OOC: Kendy is the only one I can talk to...

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: hey guys what about me?

BIC:

Gwindor vaguely heard his Shalafi says something like 'my child' or something. "Sheesh, Shalafi, you oughta say that more often to me," he said absently. He walked straight up to a figure and tapped him on the back, hoping it was Forlin. And the figure was....

OOC: well?

[kendercommander]

Acorn looked around to see who said it. everyone was looking anywhere but him. He then saw the mule looking stupidly at him. he gasped. "i-i-i... for what?" he finished after a great deal of stuttering.

[beardies221]

The mule enters the kender's mind, showing him a vision. The vision is that of a desolate Krynn, death all around, the trees all turned to ashes. The vision goes too kendermore, where the last of the fearless kender are huddled in a house, dark shadows coming nearer to them. Another view shows the elves being attacked by Minotaurs, fighting valiantly, giving there all, which just isn't enough. A deep voice speaks in the kenders head. "This is what shall happen if Chemosh or Sargonnas are able to take control. Those you believe as your friends are not. The elven woman, she works for Sargonnas. Another man she is fighting against works for Chemosh. Out of them there will be a victor, and unfortunately, once one of these dark gods win we shall lose." The vison takes a turn, and a blinding light is shone. Once it is possible to see again, there is an old, friendly looking man bathed in white, and wearing white robes. This man was the one who had been the speaker. "Small one, I have appointed this mule to do something. But it was not his destiny to be the savior. He was just my messenger, and he found you. You must make sure that the balance is kept and Sargonnas or Chemosh can't succede. Will you take on this heavy burden?"

[kendercommander]

All this seemed very serious, but very exciting too. "Gladly! If i will save krynn, i must, can, and shall!" the kender yelled loudly, despite the fact that no one had spoken moved, or done anything to promote ANY let alone THIS reaction. He then surpised everyone by looking the mule dead in its eyes and saying, "what do I do?"

[beardies221]

OOC: Kendy, check your Private Messages if you haven't already.

BIC: I am not sure. As my god said, I am only the messenger. For now just go with the group, but do not let them know that you are working for our god. If they do, they will kill us and then continue their take over of Krynn.

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: oh boy. a talking donkey. nice.

BIC:

Gwindor looks weirdly at the donkey for a moment, then shifted his gaze onto the kender. "Hi little kender," he said with a wicked smile, though he wasn't sure if the kender heard him.

[beardies221]

OOC: If you didn't notice, I said right above, only Kendy can hear the donkey because it is telekenetic...

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: i no. he looks at the donkey weirdly simply because of the fact that he is drunk and that he envisioned the donkey to look like a beer bottle.

[beardies221]

OOC: Then why in your ooc did you insult my donkey? "A talking donkey, nice." Thats the basic quote, I just improved the punctuation. So, what the hell was that all about then?

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: you didn't improve the punctuation, you ruined it! *sniffles* and if you didn't notice I didn't insult your donkey, i just had to say something sarcastic, that's all.

[beardies221]

OOC: Uh-huh sure.... Whatever you say. You know, you don't have to respond to EVERY SINGLE post Dalamar! Sometimes the conversation can go on aaaanyways. Add to the story or topic, not the spam.

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: k. i'm trying, you know.

BIC:

Seeing that the kender didn't answer him, he shifted his gaze back to the donkey, which looked like a gigantic beer bottle. "Ooooo," he said, licking his parched lips. But then he knew he had to deliver that message. He looked around for Forlin and forgot the donkey.

[prophacyks]

OOC: k. i'm trying, you know.

BIC:

Seeing that the kender didn't answer him, he shifted his gaze back to the donkey, which looked like a gigantic beer bottle. "Ooooo," he said, licking his parched lips. But then he knew he had to deliver that message. He looked around for Forlin and forgot the donkey.

OOC: Ok, Beardies and Dalamar no more talking to each other, I do not need your arguements cluttering up the thread. Dalamar if things do not start improving with you in this thread, and this happens again I will have to ask you to leave. I know you can write really well but I am not seeing that anymore. And you are not really adding to much to the thread right now. With this said, I will give you another week or two. But if anything starts up between you and beardies again I will have to ask you to leave for a little bit. It will not be forever but for a little while ok?

IC: Pura turns her head towards where Gwindor is only taking one hand off of him, she holds he hand out and a ball of fire appears in it "You mage, what are you still doing here? Forlin isn't even in Solace, go now or you will regret not leaving." She gets ready to throw the fireball at him.

[sticko_69]

Erik steped back from the mage takeing hold of Aspen and makeing her do the same still not looking at her. pura was about to let loose and no one sould stand in her way..

"I think it might be best if we stand aside from this one mylady" he wispered to aspen so she could understand that Pura ment to kill the mage

[prophacyks]

As Dal lays there unconcious, he is picked up and brought to his room by Chemosh. Chemosh kisses him on the head like a loving father, Dal's face relaxes "You have done well today, just do not forget yourself and who you are working for." With that he disappears.

[kendercommander]

OOC: can't say i didn't warn you... well you could, but it'd be a lie.

BIC: The kender grinned. "oops!" and tried to look inconspicuous by whistling, which drew more attention to himself.

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: now i'll have a better post. thanks prophacyks

BIC:

Gwindor suddenly noticed what he was doing and he abruptly stopped. The last thing he remembered was stepping into an inn and drinking all the ale. He groaned. That was one thing he didn't want to do again.

He gave Pura the evil eye but decided against attacking her. He could get her back later. Now was the time to deliver that message. He made sure the words were clear in his mind.

Eyeing his surroundings and the people/creatures warily, the mage quickly teleported himself out of there and 'poofed' to where his Shalafi was. His Shalafi looked like he was unconscious so he carefully looked to check if there were any broken bones. It didn't seem like there were any. Gwindor whispered urgently, "Shalafi, are you alright?"

[beardies221]

The donkey used its tail to slap the kender upside the head. Stop that! It is not helping our situation here. Get on my back, and reach into my mane. From the donkeys mane a dagger and book can be seen. Luckily, no one else happens to be paying attention thanks to distractions by mages and such. The dagger glows a pure white color. It has magical words inscribed on its side. The book is written in one of the oldest languages known to Krynn, the language of magic. The book is bound in black with blood red lining. This dagger kender will be able to send the dead back to the abyss. If you stab them with it, they will disappear. The book was made by, a friend of mine for me. I have not been told exactly what spells it holds, but it should help you to fight the evil cleric of Sargonnas, and protect you against some other things...

[Grimgor]

OOC: Next time I'm off for the weekend, I'll bring my internet...

BIC: So far, Garin has either not noticed that he was not alone, or ignored it. Now, however, he gets up, walks over to the drunk mage to grap him by the shoulders. With his unusual burden, he walka to the front door and sends the mage flying out of his house. Then he gets back. "If you really want to fry him, do it away from my house," he notes dryly to Pura, then mumbles below his breath as he walks to the front of the house. "I get home for two minutes to get a little peace, and everyone starts using me as a blasted tourist attraction." He stops by the picture, picks it up and stares at it, instantly forgetting time and place.

[prophacyks]

OOC: Next time I'm off for the weekend, I'll bring my internet...

BIC: So far, Garin has either not noticed that he was not alone, or ignored it. Now, however, he gets up, walks over to the drunk mage to grap him by the shoulders. With his unusual burden, he walka to the front door and sends the mage flying out of his house. Then he gets back. "If you really want to fry him, do it away from my house," he notes dryly to Pura, then mumbles below his breath as he walks to the front of the house. "I get home for two minutes to get a little peace, and everyone starts using me as a blasted tourist attraction." He stops by the picture, picks it up and stares at it, instantly forgetting time and place.

OOC: Yep, it may be best you do that Grimgor. And Grimgor you might want to read more carefully, Dalamar's character has already left. ;)

IC: Pura bairly notices something going on between the Mule and Acorn, she just figured though it was just Acorn causing his usual trouble.

She then watches Garin as she extingwishes her fire ball, she walks over to where he is standing looking at the picture. She knocks it out of his hand and then takes him by his shirt and slams him against the wall, rage and fire show in her eyes "I was trying to be nice, I was concerned about you. And this is the way you treat someone concerned, you have some nerve. Very well I will let you sit in your misery, try not to have to much fun." She turns with a smile on her face, and heads for the door.

[Grimgor]

OOC: D'OH!! Oh well, we'll live... Why do your character always get mad at me??

Garin looks at her for a second, still lost. When she releases it, he looks for the picture, to find it on the ground. The glass has splintered inwards, scratching the picture. He bends down and graps the picture, but mowing only scars the picture more. Frantically, the tries to get the glass away, which only improves the damage. In a few seconds, he gets it out of the frame, the glass tearing the picture to pieces. He holds a single slip in his hand, showing her smile. "Concern is not blowing away someones house. This is all I have left," he mumbles, tears forcing their way into his eyes and voice.

[prophacyks]

OOC: D'OH!! Oh well, we'll live... Why do your character always get mad at me??

Garin looks at her for a second, still lost. When she releases it, he looks for the picture, to find it on the ground. The glass has splintered inwards, scratching the picture. He bends down and graps the picture, but mowing only scars the picture more. Frantically, the tries to get the glass away, which only improves the damage. In a few seconds, he gets it out of the frame, the glass tearing the picture to pieces. He holds a single slip in his hand, showing her smile. "Concern is not blowing away someones house. This is all I have left," he mumbles, tears forcing their way into his eyes and voice.

OOC: Not sure why they are mad at you, well other then the fact that Garin is easy to get mad at when he is sober. ;) But she really isn't mad at him now, perhaps mean to him but not mad. :D

IC: Pura turns back to him "If I was going to blow this house away I would. And this run down house it not all you have, you have you life and your youth. Forget about this house Garin, you have so much potential in you. The hatred and anger and sadness is so fresh in you, use that Garin. Use it against the ones who made you like this. You need more anger let me help you by taking away the only thing you think you have left." Pura chuckles, as she heads for the door, right before she walks out she puts her hands on some rotted curtains that are hanging on a window where the wood would make fine tinder to start a fire. As soon as she touches it, the curtians start on fire engulfing them quickally. And not soon after that the wood around it catches in flames. Pura walks out chuckling.

Upon seeing this Erik quickally grabs Aspen into his arms and rushes her out of the house.

[Grimgor]

OOC: Whaat? He's just a little unstable ;)

BIC: Garin looks at the flames dumbly, watching them spread without doing anything to stop them. It seems to have lost importance. As the flames starts closing in on him, he still dosen't move. He drops the piece of the picture, seeing it perish in the flames, the fires dancing all around him. Only then it seems that he awakens. Something in him awakens again. A flood of emotions overwhelms him. The sorrow of her death, the anger of the loneliness, the hatred of his fellow humans, the despair of his situation and again, new anger at watching his life perish in fire. The sorrow becomes anger, the despair becomes anger. And then the anger becomes hate. IT fills him like new blood to his veins, new insight to the world. Just then the flames reach his clothing. Immediately it scorns his flesh. The pain breaches into his mind, snaps his attention back to reality. He can feel the flames burning him, but... There is something else. The flames can be guided, controlled. With a flick of his hand, the flames disappear from his clothing and his skin heals. With another flick, the flames explode in heat, engulfing what little is left of the house. His eyes see nothing but flames, the crackling is all his ears can hear. The sensation is overwhelming, and he throws his head back and laughs. And then his eyes see something in the flames. Deep inside them, in the very heart of the fire is a flaming bird. A symbol of vengeance. The sight is somehow reassuring, filling his heart with something new, some sense of purpose. Without really knowing it, he starts walking, in seconds leaving the blazing inferno behind.

[Aspen]

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[prophacyks]

Aspen sees the flames consume the front of the house and roll along the ceiling. A blast of heat hit the occupents of the smithy making their lungs burn form the hot air. We have to get out.
Aspen holds her blouse sleeve over her mouth and heads for the back door of the smithy. She lifts the latch and pulls on the door. It won't budge. She trys to push on the door. It won't move that way either.
A feeling of pure dred balls up in the pit of her stomic as she pounds her shoulder against the door trying to loosen it. As her mind races she makes a silent plee. If I make it through this, I will do something,anything. I will pay back all my dets for my freedom.
Aspen turns to the others,"It's stuck!"

OOC: Aspen, actually Erik already rushed you out of the house. You are outside in his arms. I am moving Erik right now until Sticko comes back. ;) I am suggesting everyone getting out of the fire before it gets to bad. Sounding good Grimgor.

IC: As soon as Pura sees Garin walk out of the house, she notices instantally the difference in him. She walks over to him smiling "It looks like he has picked another follower, you enjoy this do you not. You have only one thing to do, if you choose to keep this power he has given to you you must give him your allegience." She puts her hands up to his face, gentally caressing his cheeks.

[Aspen]

OOC: Sorry Prophacyks. :o it won't happen again. :)

[prophacyks]

OOC: Sorry Prophacyks. :o it won't happen again. :)

OOC: No problem, everyone makes mistakes. Even me :D ;) If you want write a reaction to Erik doing that to her.

[Aspen]

Aspen looks up at the man who carried her out of the fire. Who is he. I should know him. She looked into his eye. Could it be the knight from the inn? His face was the same but he wasn't wearing anything to identify him as a knight. Something in his eyes had changed. She didn't see the rage and blood lust she had seen in them when he had killed Ungh. Nore did she see the emotion and caring she had seen when he had picked the elf woman up and carried her up stairs. She only saw sorrow.
Reaching up to brush the ash from his check, Aspen said,"thank you."

[Grimgor]

Garin looks at her balefully. "I have. You seem to be his favorite." He says, obviously feeling more like striking her down than talking to her.

[prophacyks]

Aspen looks up at the man who carried her out of the fire. Who is he. I should know him. She looked into his eye. Could it be the knight from the inn? His face was the same but he wasn't wearing anything to identify him as a knight. Something in his eyes had changed. She didn't see the rage and blood lust she had seen in them when he had killed Ungh. Nore did she see the emotion and caring she had seen when he had picked the elf woman up and carried her up stairs. She only saw sorrow.
Reaching up to brush the ash from his check, Aspen said,"thank you."

For a moment Erik's sorrowful eyes flickered to hers then he turns his head and sets her down easy, his voice distant "You are welcome."

[prophacyks]

Garin looks at her balefully. "I have. You seem to be his favorite." He says, obviously feeling more like striking her down than talking to her.


Pura smiles at the way Garin said that "Perhaps it is because I am female, or perhaps because he knows there is evilness inside of me from the beginning. Yours is new born, mine has been their since I was born. Why, Jealous?" She says amused " Either way, doesn't mean we shouldn't work together. Speaking of, is everyone ready to go? I want to make some distance before sun down."

[Mariner]

Eyeing his surroundings and the people/creatures warily, the mage quickly teleported himself out of there and 'poofed' to where his Shalafi was. His Shalafi looked like he was unconscious so he carefully looked to check if there were any broken bones. It didn't seem like there were any. Gwindor whispered urgently, "Shalafi, are you alright?"

Stirring from his slumber Forlins sight adjusted to the camp. Bringing his hand to his aching temple he realized he this was not his keep. The melodius marching, the smell of polished armour...

"This can't be real, it can't be."

For what he saw was a life he once had forty years ago. In fact this day seemed too familiar to the ex-knight. He watched as his fellow comrades dueled, the cracking of swords hitting plate mail stirred a once familiar smile, a smile that died that day. Out of the corner of his eye he saw himself, the young once proud knight. For some reason all his senses betrayed him. There was no longer sound, only the visual emotion of the events unfolding before him.

The elf woman, Pura, had just stolen the prized Dragon Orb from its cradle. His former self running after her displaying greif more than anger. He had accepted her as a fellow knight, trained with her, loved her. Across the river he could see the famous Dalamar reaching his hands out to her. He could not make out what he was saying although it was obvious he used her to attain the ancient artifact. With all her might Pura threw the orb to the ground, it powerful contents shattered, lost for all eternity. Much like his love for her it was not the only thing that was destroyed that day.

What was different this time was that she turned to the young Forlin and laughed. The amusement tore against his soul. The pain and desire for vengeance grew once again within him. Forcing himself to look away he did not want to relive this moment ever again. Thinking better of it he swore to himself...

"You and your child well spend all eternity in the abyss Pura. This I promise," he screamed.

The physical pain once again riddled throughout his body. This time he saw the keep, but Dal was nowhere to be found. Resting for a moment a spike of pain screamed throughout his head again, although it was not physical it hurt much the same. It was the voice of Gwindor...

"Shalafi, are you alright?"

[Grimgor]

"Jealous of what? That you will be the one taking the trouble when it starts going wrong? Jealous that you lost something during this? I don't see why I should," Garin replies.

[prophacyks]

"Jealous of what? That you will be the one taking the trouble when it starts going wrong? Jealous that you lost something during this? I don't see why I should," Garin replies.

As Garin is saying this, Pura squeezes her eyes shut. For anyone who is looking, she seems to be looking like she is having an inner battle. Eventually she opens her eyes, and looks around at everyone. Her face and eyes, grow soft she looks confused for a moment. Then she turns to Garin, remembering what he said. A hand comes up and slaps him across the face, all emotion that was gone before is written on her face now. She looks to the others "Well are we going to stand here all day?"

She turns and starts walking away.

[Aspen]

Aspen looked down the street, towards the inn. Back down the road that leads to Gate Way. She sudders with the thought of what lies down that road: her mothers grave, her aunt and the next slave trader willing to pay what ever price her aunt names.
She turns towards the people around her. What ever they have up ther sleeves can't be as bad as what waited for her at Gate Way.
Aspen brushes the ash form her hair and cloths. She straightens her skirt, takes a deep breath and follows the elf.

[prophacyks]

OOC: Ok this is the time for everyone to do what they need before leaving, or atleast catch up with Pura as she heads out of town. ;)

IC: Erik, starts walking after Pura also his head low. Pura stops a moment, and waits for Aspen to catch up to her the walks Step-in-step with her "What is you name little one? And what makes you think it is a good idea to come with us?"

[beardies221]

OOC: Err, what should I do with Kendy? Just have him ride on me until he appears again?

[prophacyks]

OOC: Err, what should I do with Kendy? Just have him ride on me until he appears again?

OOC: Yep pretty much, throw him on your back so you two can talk along the way.

[Aspen]

"My name's Aspen Brooks and I owe your friends my freedom. Those thugs back at the inn that assulted you were...were slave traders. With them out of the way, thanks to your friends....look, there are 4 good horses in the livery that are now ownerless and a few supplies." Aspen pauses to think,"And I'm a good shot with a bow. let me pay my dues."

[beardies221]

OOC: Ok, we're still with you guys, Kendy's on my back, and since Kendy is the only person I really have a storyline with right now, just know we are walking along behind you guys...

[prophacyks]

"My name's Aspen Brooks and I owe your friends my freedom. Those thugs back at the inn that assulted you were...were slave traders. With them out of the way, thanks to your friends....look, there are 4 good horses in the livery that are now ownerless and a few supplies." Aspen pauses to think,"And I'm a good shot with a bow. let me pay my dues."

Pura turns towards the girl, with what should have been a bad look but turned into more of a concerned one "This will be dangerous, some of us may not make it back alive. I am not a good person, not many of us are anymore. I work for Sargonnas now, I may eventually be causing havik in this work for him. How do you feel about that?"

[dalamar_thedark]

OOC: finally got the hang of it.

BIC:

"Shalafi, what happend?" Gwindor asked, though not really expecting an answer. Perhaps he should carry him, but....he already teleported and would have to study it again. The black mage apprentice whipped out his book and started reading.

No, he told himself, there is not time. I have already wasted too much time and the Shalafi might already be....

Gwindor stopped, suddenly realizing what he had been thinking. He checked for a pulse, and, sure enough, there was one. A faint one, at the least. Gwindor thought he could bring the Shalafi around the place to look for an inn, but then he decided against that. He would look pretty ludicrous, carrying his Shalafi around like that. Now, there would have to be another way......

.....

A barkeeper watched as the bell rang, and a cloaked figure came swaddling in with a wheelbarrow. A black cloth covered what was inside.

"Eh, whazzat?" the barkeeper questioned. The cloaked figure walked on, but with a backward glance, said, "It's my wares. Ye got a problem with that?" Seeing the guy eyeing the black cloth, he added, "It's tuh keep 'em warm. Ye don't want cold stuff, do ye?"

That was the understatement of the day. It was blistering hot in the Inn. "Erm, I'm thawin' 'em," the cloaked one quickly said as he swiped a key and headed for a room.

OOC: Okay? Tell me if that wasn't good.

[Aspen]

Pura turns towards the girl, with what should have been a bad look but turned into more of a concerned one "This will be dangerous, some of us may not make it back alive. I am not a good person, not many of us are anymore. I work for Sargonnas now, I may eventually be causing havik in this work for him. How do you feel about that?"
"That's your chose to make. If that is were your alliances lie so be it.
"I have nothing to loose by joining you. There's no one left who cares about me, no home to go to. Nothing but my det to your friends. If you let me come along and something happens to me...no one will care. You have nothing to loose by taking me along."