All the King's Men, Part 1

Plot Summary
The group arrive at an Elven city full of wondrous buildings and colourful sights. They climb the grand steps to King Liotamtheola's palace. The king is less the welcoming and eventually sends the group out empty handed. As they make their way towards an inn a town crier reveals the the Elven Gifts, a bow of solid gold and a robe woven of gold, was found and placed in an museum. When they reach the inn they find a very friendly bar keep. After eating and drinking they head over to the museum where they check the place. They return to the inn where they plan a theft of the Gifts. When night falls the group move to the museum, they break in and approach the Gifts. As they grab the gifts, alarms and arrow traps are set off. Narrowly avoiding death they charge towards the exit to find over thirty guards surrounding the building and the group. King Liotamtheola emerges from the shadows and orders the group to be dragged to the dungeon..... Full Logs

[Narrator] The group gaze upon an amazing sight. Having just arrived at the main Elven city they have been greeted by tall, shining towers entwined with trees. Buildings appear to be built onto the trees themselves. Elegantly, and extravagantly, dressed Elves smile warmly at the group as they go about their business. Golden birds glide through the forest singing a delightful dawn chorus.

[Narrator] Several Jayles, wolf like creatures, but they have the intelligence, cunning, kindness and loyalty of a person, trot around the area casting glances towards the travellers.

[Narrator] As the group wonder through the city they spot something at the end of the path they were walking along. In front of them is a grand palace of glass, gold, marble and magic. A giant gate of gold is in front of them; on top of it are several Elven runes which spell out ‘King King Liotamtheolathoela’.

[Narrator] A set of narrowing marble stairs led up to two giant glass doors with patterns of gold. The palace mainframe is made of marble with grand arches and elegant structures.

Shandor says, 'I guess we head up there?'

Bashkar shrugs

Dytalorien grins, "Have we a choice?"

Shandor pushes open the gate carefully

Bashkar looks around

Shandor begins climbing the stairs

Bashkar follows

Dytalorien follows nonchalantly.

Mihwen says 'Stop'

Shandor stops

Bashkar stops and turns

Dytalorien halts and faces Mihwen.

Shandor says, 'Why, may I ask?'

Mihwen says 'We need to take Lesharn somewhere'

Bashkar nods

Shandor says, 'We can ask for beds.'

Shandor says, 'The king could at least tell us where an inn is

Mihwen says 'as the king doesn’t like non-elves I don’t think it's a good idea'

Mihwen says 'I say we ask someone lese'

Dytalorien mumbles, "True, how irritating."

Shandor says, 'Like it or not, he will help...................hopefully.'

Bashkar says, 'think he mind trolls?'

Shandor continues and reaches the top of the stairs

Dytalorien grins, "Need that be asked."

Shandor turns to face the troll, 'Let's find out.'

Bashkar continues with a worried look on his face

Bashkar nods

Mihwen says 'at least we'll take a bath before seeing the king'

Bashkar scratches his head

Shandor pushes one of the doors, it creaks and groans as it opens just wide enough for all to get through.

Dytalorien sniffs at his clothing, "Hmm..."

Mihwen says 'to late...'

Shandor says, 'Shall we go in?'

Dytalorien chuckles, "Might as well."

Shandor enters the palace

Bashkar brushes some dirt off of himself and follows

[Narrator] The floor is made of marble with several mosaics. As they near five steps leading up to two golden thrones they see the king is a tall, thin Elf. He wears a red velvet cape, a gold cuirass, two magically-glowing gauntlets, a pauldron on each should made of an unusual metal.

Mihwen smiles

[Narrator] He wears a pair of steel greaves, a pair of steel boots, he is also wearing three amulets, one of gold, one of seemingly pure magic and one exquisite amulet with small rubies, emeralds and pearls covering each part of it.

Shandor approaches and bows

Mihwen bows and says 'King Liotamtheola'

Bashkar looks around and bows as well

Dytalorien inclines slightly.

Shandor looks up at the king as the king looks back, he doesn't seem to recognise the elf

Dytalorien chuckles.

King Liotamtheola says calmly, 'What do you want, and why is this *thing* here?' He points to Bashkar

Bashkar frowns

Shandor stands straight, 'We are travellers from a far land, we are hear to ask of your aid.'

Bashkar mumbles

King Liotamtheola laughs a short, cold laugh, 'And why should I help you, Shandor?'

Shandor gulps, he remembered

Dytalorien pats Bashkar on the back, "Tolerate it for now my friend."

Shandor says, 'We thought you could...perhaps.....maybe give us some supplies?'

Bashkar frowns and nods

King Liotamtheola repeats the laugh, 'Supplies? To you, destroyer of my dining hall and to *it* a beast of evil?'

Shandor says meekly, 'If it's no trouble.'

Dytalorien rolls his eyes.

Bashkar suppresses his anger

Mihwen walks up to King Liotamtheola

King Liotamtheola growls at Shandor, 'NO trouble?! NO TROUBLE!!!? Why you fool, I should have you chained up.'

King Liotamtheola notices Mihwen, 'Don't tell me someone as radiant as yourself would be with these *scum*?'

Mihwen looks at King Liotamtheola 'we don’t need to be so hostile here'

Mihwen says 'people changes with time, and I don’t think Shandor would have come here if he blew it up on purpose'

Shandor grins, 'Er no, of course....not...'

Dytalorien suppresses an urge to laugh.

King Liotamtheola turns to Dytalorien, 'And you? What do you have to say for yourself?'

Dytalorien grins, "Nothing, obviously."

King Liotamtheola says, 'Good, good. And now you, *scum*' Indicates Shandor, 'Say you anything that would lessen your punishment?'

Dytalorien watches with amused interest.

Shandor smiles a half-smile, 'Well...for starters I prefer 'Mr. Scum' and I want to help you.'

King Liotamtheola laughs once more, 'Help? I do not need more agents of destruction.'

Mihwen says 'I think the punishment of over winning his fears to come here is enough'

Bashkar narrows his eyes at the king

King Liotamtheola looks at the only Halfling, 'And why does he not bow before the king?'

Dytalorien chuckles, "Are you so blind as not to see he's injured?"

Shandor says, 'Dunno, could be the fact he's mortally wounded.'

King Liotamtheola strokes his chin, 'And you, *troll* what do you say?'

Bashkar says, 'huh? nothin to say to you...'

King Liotamtheola shouts, 'Be more polite, *scum* you are in my Kingdom.'

Bashkar scratches his head

Shandor adds quietly, 'Sadly.'

Dytalorien rolls his eyes, once again...

King Liotamtheola growls at Shandor, 'Silence.'

Bashkar says, 'We not scum you know..."

King Liotamtheola laughs, 'You? Not *scum* don't make me laugh.'

Shandor says, 'I don't think our ears could take more of your laughter.'

Mihwen says 'could we please get Lesharn to a bed quickly, then we can continue this little talk'

King Liotamtheola thinks for a long moment, 'And why should I give a bed to *it*?'

Bashkar snorts

Shandor says, 'Because you are a kind and gentle king?'

King Liotamtheola chortles a cold laugh

Dytalorien grins.

Shandor says, 'I thought not.'

King Liotamtheola turns to Mihwen, 'Why do you travel with that rabble?'

Mihwen says 'people often judge folks before they know them'

Dytalorien coughs.

Bashkar nods

King Liotamtheola says, 'I know Shandor, regrettably.'

Mihwen says 'and you don’t think people change over time?

Mihwen says 'who long since last you saw him?'

King Liotamtheola says, 'Over twenty years he hasn't changed a bit.'

Shandor says, 'I can't argue, I'm still as handsome as ever.'

Shandor grins

Mihwen says 'you have spoke with him for one minute'

Dytalorien rolls his eyes at Shandor's vanity.

King Liotamtheola says, 'One minute too long, can you provide a reason why I shouldn't call the guards?'

Dytalorien grins, "We could..."

Shandor says, 'We wouldn't want to point out King stupidity.'

Mihwen says 'you think we would have come here unless we absolutely had to?'

King Liotamtheola growls, but says nothing

King Liotamtheola says, 'Do not offend me,'

Shandor mutters, 'That seems quite impossible.'

Dytalorien whispers to Bashkar, "I guess kings have offending privileges."

Bashkar grins

King Liotamtheola looks at the group, 'I still haven't heard a reason.'

Shandor grins, 'I gave you one.....oh wait, it was a lie.'

Mihwen looks at King Liotamtheola 'you don’t look very good, maybe we can help you'

Dytalorien gazes about the room as the proceedings drag along.

King Liotamtheola laughs, 'You? Help me? I have the finest healers in the kingdom, I advise you leave.'

Shandor says to the group, 'Perhaps we can find an inn somewhere.'

Dytalorien grins, "Yes 'in the kingdom'. We're not from the kingdom."

Shandor says, 'Lets go.'

Mihwen smiles

Dytalorien shrugs.

Mihwen smiles 'we met again King King Liotamtheola'

King Liotamtheola says, 'You are probably from some sess-pool of scum and cruelty.'

Shandor grins, 'No, we said we didn't come from the kingdom.'

Mihwen turns around

Bashkar snorts at King Liotamtheola

King Liotamtheola 's face goes red as if it was about to explode

Shandor quickly says, 'Nice meeting you...be back soon, lets go.'

Dytalorien chuckles and moves to exit.

Shandor herds the group outside

Mihwen says 'as I said'

Shandor says, 'Just as I remember him.'

Mihwen says 'lets find an inn'

Bashkar says, 'didn't like him...'

Bashkar nods

Shandor says, 'Agreed, lets find an inn for Lesharn.'

Dytalorien grins, "That went well..."

Bashkar says, 'I think we shoulda smashed him...'

Dytalorien chuckles, "Agreed."

Shandor says, 'And have the whole armies of this place kill us? Not advisable.'

Mihwen looks at Bashkar and Dytalorien

Dytalorien frowns, "Though the consequences aren't welcomed."

Mihwen 'not a very good idea'

Bashkar says, 'we coulda taken ‘em'

Shandor says, 'Anyway, did you see those amulets? They contain magic that would kill you before you even thought of killing him.'

Dytalorien shrugs, "Never know 'til you try, eh?"

Bashkar says, 'yeah'

Mihwen smiles at Shandor 'accidents can happen'

Dytalorien grins, "Ah well. Let's concentrate on finding an inn."

TownCrier is standing next to the palace shouting, 'Hear ye, hear ye! Museum gets ancient items, a bow and robe of solid gold!'

Dytalorien ears perk up.

Bashkar says, 'huh?'

Shandor is just passing by the TownCrier, he snaps round, 'What did you say?'

TownCrier grins, 'That's right, but any more info will cost you.'

Shandor grumbles, 'I seem to recall the townsfolk being friendlier.'

Dytalorien rolls his eyes, "Figures...even information isn't free."

Shandor takes out a few coins and hands them to the TownCrier

TownCrier smiles, 'Thank ye. Now, story goes that some travellers found them hidden in a cave-'

Varadrion walks up slowly from behind the group

TownCrier says, 'They had to fight something or other, probably fake just to get more glory, but you know how money-grabbing swindles are.

Bashkar says, 'uh oh...'

TownCrier says, 'They sold 'em to the museum for quite a lot of coinage.'

Shandor says, 'Where is this museum?'

Dytalorien notices Varadrion and nods in greetings.

Varadrion nods back

Mihwen lays a hand on Shandor’s shoulder

TownCrier points east, 'Few minutes that way, can't miss it.'

Mihwen says 'we need an in first'

Shandor looks at Mihwen, 'I know, but we need to go where to go next.'

Shandor looks at Varadrion, 'Good seeing you.'

Varadrion says "sorry, I got slowed up in the woods"

Mihwen turn around and smiles 'the lost sheep is back'

Shandor , as he turns back the TownCrier has disappeared and is several metres down the path telling more people of the news.'

Dytalorien grins.

Varadrion grins

Dytalorien says, "And now...to find an inn."

Shandor smiles, 'Now, I think I saw an inn when we came out of the palace, that way.'

Shandor starts walking west

Bashkar follows

Dytalorien follows behind the rest.

Varadrion follows beside Dytalorien

Shandor spots a large, bright building, he approaches and opens the door.

Shandor looks in

Varadrion slowly walks in

Barkeep smiles warmly, 'Hello travellers, welcome, welcome.'

Dytalorien muses, "You would figure an inn would have it's doors open."

Bashkar trudges in and looks around

Barkeep is a short, plump elf.

Dytalorien enters behind everyone.

Shandor approaches the bar

Mihwen looks at the Barkeep 'we need rooms now'

Varadrion sits off to a side of the room

Shandor says, 'Would there be a room available?’

Barkeep says, 'But of course, six rooms free and you can have them all, if you need them.'

Shandor quickly says, 'For what price?'

Barkeep grins, 'For first customers? Free, nothing says welcome to the city than a nice cosy, free inn.'

Shandor nods, smiling.

Varadrion grins "I agree"

Dytalorien blinks, "Our luck seems to be picking up."

Barkeep says, 'Heck, I'll throw in the first round of drinks.'

Mihwen smiles

Bashkar says, 'seems to good to be true...'

Varadrion says "this is getting better and better"

Bashkar narrows his eyes suspiciously

Barkeep says, 'I'm afraid there's not much business for inns, but I have other work, it's word of mouth that gets people in this place'

Varadrion walks up to bash and asks "how’s the stomach"

Mihwen says 'lets take Lesharn to a room now'

Bashkar looks down, 'looks almost healed eh?'

Barkeep says, 'Do you know my brother? Of course you probably haven't met him, but he owns a vineyard nearby, best wine you've ever tasted.'

Dytalorien nods to Mihwen.

Barkeep looks at the halfling, 'Friend wounded I see, then you'd better take him to room four.'

Barkeep says, 'It used to be a healer's long time room

Barkeep says, 'He left, and left some supplies, about a month ago.'

Bashkar says, 'where'd he go?'

Shandor is grinning from ear to ear, 'Now this is the friendly service I remember.'

Mihwen walks up the stairs

Barkeep thinks, 'Not sure, Diltruin...nah that doesn't sound right.'

Shandor says, 'Tildruin?'

Barkeep snaps his fingers, 'That was it.'

Varadrion whispers to bashkar "seems a bit too friendly"

Bashkar says, 'ohh.. I heard that place'

Bashkar nods to Varadrion

Barkeep says, 'Now, let me get you those drinks.'

Barkeep disappears and returns with a plate full of goblets containing elven wine.'

Shandor says, 'Thank you.'

Shandor picks up one and takes a sip, it's very sweet compared to the dwarven ale he's used to drinking

Bashkar says, 'hmm.. I don’t want none..'

Dytalorien yells upstairs, "Got Lesharn settled, Mihwen?"

Varadrion nods in thanks

Shandor turns to look at Varadrion and Bashkar, 'What’s the matter, you look like this stuff is poison.'

Mihwen yells from upstairs 'I’ll be there in five'

Bashkar says, 'Don't like wine..'

Varadrion says "I’m not a big drinker, but i will have some"

Dytalorien nods to himself and moves to sit on a nearby stool.

Shandor goes and sits in the corner of the room, 'I think I'll rest for a few moments.'

Varadrion takes a goblet

Barkeep says, 'Anything else I can get you? Food? more drinks?

Varadrion takes a sip of the wine... "it is sweet"

Dytalorien twirls his silver flute within his fingers, the motion soothing.

Varadrion says "food may be good, what do you think Shandor?"

Barkeep nods then says, 'No orders? Very well, I'm just preparing some food for myself, if you need anything just called.'

Varadrion says "what are you preparing"

Shandor says, still with his eyes open, 'Order what you want.'

Barkeep looks back , 'Just some simple sandwiches.'

Varadrion says "you're a bit late, I was already ordering" and smiles

Mihwen comes walking don the stairs

Bashkar says, 'I don’t like this Elven place to much... think I’m gonna go to the outside for a while'

Bashkar says, 'that ok?'

Varadrion says "barkeep, make one for me as well please"

Dytalorien nods to Bashkar in understanding.

Mihwen says 'got any fish?'

Bashkar trudges out towards the gate he entered, 'bye..'

Varadrion nods to bashkar as well

Barkeep says, 'I'll do one better, I'll bring everything here and you can make what you want.'

Barkeep says, 'I'll have a look.'

Barkeep says, 'Ah yes, I found some, how do you want it cooked?'

Mihwen says 'you seems to need some rest, I can prepare it for myself, that’s the least I could do'

Barkeep says, 'That would be welcome miss....?'

Varadrion pulls out a small dagger and twirls it with his hand

Varadrion pulls up a chair and sits

Barkeep looks slightly nervous, 'No weapons in here, please.'

Dytalorien chuckles.

Dytalorien inquires, "You don't use knives to cut food?"

Varadrion smiles and says "I’m sorry" and quickly puts the dagger away

Barkeep says, 'I do, but not daggers.'

Varadrion says "it's ok Dytalorien, its no problem"

Dytalorien chuckles, "They operate about the same..."

Mihwen bows 'Mihwen, and you might be?'

Dytalorien nods.

Varadrion chuckles

Barkeep says, 'I am Gealnor, friendly bar keep to all.'

Shandor calls from the corner, 'Nice to meet you.'

Varadrion says "and friendly you are kind sir"

Varadrion says "Shandor, I’d thought you'd fallen asleep on us"

Dytalorien waves to the Barkeep.

Mihwen walks into the kitchen

Shandor sits up and says, 'After eating we shall have to head to the museum.'

Dytalorien says dryly, "What fun."

Varadrion asks "can someone tell me why we are going to the museum"

Barkeep says, 'Museum? Ah the new piece, I hear it is quite remarkable.'

Shandor says, 'The museum was given certain *gifts*.'

Mihwen seems to be on a good mode and you all can hear her singing from the kitchen'

Varadrion asks "gifts?"

Barkeep returns from the kitchen with a platter of bread, meat, fruit, cheese.

Shandor quickly changes the topic, 'I'll tell you later, lets eat now.'

Dytalorien grabs some bread and starts chomping.

Varadrion sighs "if you insist"

Varadrion makes a sandwich with bread and meat

Shandor takes a piece of bread and puts some slices of meat and cheese on it before taking a bite.'

Varadrion wonders aloud "where is Mihwen"

Shandor says, 'In the kitchen.'

Mihwen comes out from the kitchen with a big plate of fish

Dytalorien replies, "I think she's cooking."

Dytalorien corrects, "Or rather was..."

Mihwen says 'here i am, and i did make some extra food'

Shandor says, 'I'm fine, thank you.'

Varadrion says "fish.... its been a long time since I’ve eaten anything from the water"

Dytalorien reclines back on his stool.

Shandor says, 'Now eat up, we need to get moving soon.'

Mihwen looks at the fruits on the table 'could someone give me an apple?'

Dytalorien asks, "How soon? Shouldn't we at least wait 'till night?'

Shandor lifts up an apple and passes it to Mihwen.

Varadrion tosses her an apple

Shandor says, 'We are only going to see it.'

Varadrion says "is the barkeep around? or has he retired"

Shandor finishes eating and stands up

Barkeep says, 'Someone called?'

Dytalorien shrugs.

Varadrion says "more drink please"

Barkeep nods before getting another goblet of wine

Shandor says, ' Varadrion, we don't want people drunk.'

Varadrion says quietly to the group "I was hoping he had retired, someone fill me in about what we're going to see"

Varadrion says "I had to order something, I dragged the poor man out here unintentionally"

Dytalorien whispers, "It appears the gifts we're looking for is within a museum."

Shandor says, ' Mihwen, would you kindly inform him, I'll distract the bar keep.'

Shandor approaches the Barkeep, 'So, how long have you had this place?'

Varadrion sits beside Mihwen and listens

Barkeep thinks, 'About sixteen years, when I first got it is was tiny and way back then...'

Barkeep begins rambling about the past.

Dytalorien sighs and stretches.

Mihwen whispers 'we came here looking for the gifts, but someone have already found them'

Varadrion waits for Mihwen

Shandor says, 'He knows nothing about any of it, Mihwen.'

Mihwen says 'and now they are in the museum'

Shandor quickly turns back to the Barkeep, 'Uh uh, really? Interesting.'

Varadrion says "so I’ve heard, but what are these 'gifts'?"

Dytalorien chuckles, "From the beginning then..."

Barkeep says, 'And that's about it.'

Varadrion leans back

Shandor nods, 'Well, I'll take this drink to him.'

Mihwen says 'it's a long story, we'll take it another time'

Barkeep says, 'Thank you, I think I'll go in back and put my feet up.'

Shandor says, 'Right everyone know everything? Lets more out.'

Varadrion stands

Dytalorien gets up reluctantly.

Varadrion chuckles "you are so lazy Dytalorien"

Shandor leaves the inn

Dytalorien grins, "In certain things, perhaps..."

Shandor looks about and starts off towards the museum

Varadrion follows slowly

Dytalorien trails behind the group.

Shandor arrives at the museum

Varadrion seems uneasy in the light

[Narrator] The museum is similar to the palace, but slightly smaller, with more towers.

Mihwen follows

Shandor climbs the steps to the museum and enters carefully

Dytalorien studies the surroundings...

Varadrion climbs the steps and enters

Curator says, 'May I help you? Are you here for the tour?'

Varadrion looks around, but sees nothing he recognizes

Shandor says quickly, 'Er yes, of course.'

Curator says, 'Ah, good, good, follow me then.'

Shandor says, 'Could we please start off with the newest additions?'

Mihwen 'we heard lots about it'

Varadrion whispers to Shandor "if u want me to sneak off and grab a look i will, if u can keep him busy"

Curator smiles, 'Of course, we just got them in this morning.

Shandor shakes his head at Varadrion

Varadrion nods in acceptance

Curator proceeds to a small stand

Curator says, 'This is a robe that appears to be woven of gold.'

Dytalorien blinks.

Curator says, 'And this is a bow made of seemingly pure gold.'

Varadrion looks unimpressed

Curator says, 'There was no string with it, but we keep them as we find them.'

Shandor gazes on them

Shandor says, 'Would you ever give them up?'

Varadrion chuckles

Mihwen asks 'where were those found?'

Curator seems slightly shocked, 'No of course not.'

Shandor continues a series of ridiculous questions while looking around the stand

Varadrion wonders also "yes, where were they found"

Curator says, 'Quite far from here, I believe.'

Varadrion asks "so are they elven?"

Dytalorien blinks, "Can you not tell, Varadrion?"

Curator says, 'I don't know, I don't think so.'

Curator says, 'They have no elven markings and we've never seen anything like it.'

Varadrion says "i am only familiar with a very select group of weapons Dytalorien"

Varadrion says "these weapons, sadly, are not in that group"

Dytalorien nods, "Ah."

Shandor stops the questions and turns to the Curator, 'Nice to meet you, I think we have to go now.'

Mihwen looks at Varadrion smiling 'what other weapon then the bow do you see?'

Curator says, 'Don't you want to see the rest?'

Varadrion asks "what others do i see?"

Curator says, 'We have some fine ancient pots.'

Dytalorien blinks at the familiar voice.

Shandor shakes his head, 'I'm afraid not, we *have* to go.'

Dytalorien chuckles at the Curator, "Perhaps another time."

Karron turns to Shandor, 'How then?'

Varadrion asks "or what others am I familiar with Mihwen"

Shandor indicates the door and leaves.'

Mihwen smiles 'never mind'

Varadrion chuckles slightly

Shandor calls from outside, smiling 'Children, are you coming?'

Dytalorien shrugs and follows after.

Mihwen smiles 'yes daddy'

Shandor grins

Shandor quickly gets back to the inn and enters.

Shandor thinks, Oh good, the bar keep isn't here.

Shandor sits down next to the remnants of the food

Mihwen says 'I'll check with Lesharn'

Varadrion pulls the dagger back out and twirls it slowly

Mihwen runs up the stairs

Shandor says, 'Okay then...'

Varadrion asks "so now what"

Shandor says, 'Here's what we need to do.'

Dytalorien reclines on his stool, a hand deftly twirling his silver flute. The motion eerily soothing to watch.

Dytalorien listens intently.

Shandor says, 'While I was questioning the Curator I was checking for traps and the like.'

Shandor says, 'There appear to be two, one that appears to trigger the alarm, the other seems to be linked to an arrow.'

Dytalorien asks, "Could you tell what sort of alarm?"

Varadrion says "dodging traps, finally something interesting to do"

Dytalorien grins at Varadrion.

Shandor says, 'There appeared to be six guards, but from the manner of the Curator he doesn't seem worried about thievery, that will work to our advantage.'

Mihwen comes down the stairs

Varadrion asks "anyone specialize in theft here?"

Shandor says to Varadrion, 'I dabble, just a bit though.'

Dytalorien chuckles.

Varadrion says "if u can tell me about the traps, i should be able to get around them"

Dytalorien blinks, "And you're here, how?"

Shandor says, ' Varadrion, the first, the arrow one is just in front of the robe.'

Varadrion asks "aimed there, or coming out from there"

Shandor says, 'The alarm appears to be connected to both, the two hangers on which the robe is hung and under the bow.

Shandor says, 'Aimed there.'

Mihwen says I could make a distraction outside

Shandor says, 'Mihwen, we want as few as possible.'

Varadrion says "so moving either would cause an arrows to fire, correct"

Shandor says, 'Incorrect, moving either would 'cause the alarm to ring, touching one of the several hidden strings will trigger the arrows.'

Varadrion says "so... the alarm will ring either way, we just want to avoid the strings?"

Shandor nods.

Shandor says, 'Lets wait until night-fall

Shandor says, 'It's easier to hide.'

Varadrion says "perfect"

Shandor says, 'Any objections?'

Dytalorien shakes his head.

Varadrion sys "not by me"

Shandor says, 'Mihwen?;

Mihwen 'yes?'

Varadrion goes and pick up his cloak in the corner of the room"

Shandor restates, 'Any objections?;

Mihwen says 'not really'

Shandor says, 'Good, good, get some rest.'

Mihwen says ‘but we still don’t know where the guards are'

Varadrion says "what time is it"

Shandor says, 'If we get into trouble, you can always help.'

Shandor turns to Varadrion, 'Still several hours to night-fall, so prepare and get some rest.'

[Narrator] The hours quickly pass by as people go over the plans until it is finally night-fall

Shandor says, 'I take it we are ready?'

Varadrion raps his cloak around him and asks "will we need weapons"

Dytalorien nods.

Shandor is wearing pure black

Mihwen says' just need a change of clothes

Shandor says, 'Unlikely, take some daggers if you need to.'

Shandor tucks his three golden daggers away.

Varadrion asks "is anyone staying"

Mihwen comes down the stairs dressed in black

Dytalorien pulls his tanned hide cloak around him, enveloping his entire body.

Shandor says to Varadrion, 'Take that as a 'no'.'

Shandor leaves the inn and enters the darkness outside

Varadrion pulls out a sword with a blood red hilt and says "where should I leave this"

Shandor has nearly disappeared completely in the darkness.

Shandor says, 'Just leave it in your room.'

Varadrion says "here is fine" and drops it on the floor

Dytalorien replies, "Bring it, who knows. You might need it. Or you could leave it here, if you think it wise."

Varadrion picks it back up and hides it

Shandor says, 'Just take simple to carry things like daggers.'

Varadrion follows Shandor, walking quietly and nearly invisibly"

Shandor continues along to the museum steps.

Mihwen whispers quiet now

[Narrator] The two guards outside the doors are muttering quietly to each other several metres from the door.'

Varadrion slowly steps up the stairs

Varadrion asks quietly "take them out or go around"

Shandor crouches down and ascends the stairs.

Shandor whispers, 'Around.'

Shandor gently opens the door a fraction.

Varadrion slips silently up the stairs

Shandor looks inside.

Shandor opens the door just enough for him to squeeze through.

Mihwen whispers 'our back is okay'

Varadrion slips inside

Shandor continues crouching and moving along the museum floor.

Mihwen follows

Varadrion stops

Varadrion looks forward towards the room

Dytalorien appears silently behind the rest.

Shandor looks over at the stand, even in the darkness they seem to be glowing.

Varadrion says "stop Shandor, I see two strings"

Shandor stops

Dytalorien makes a subtle movement with his hands, in preparation.

Shandor narrowly avoids them and continues to the stand

Varadrion says "one just above the robe, same for bow, lift them straight back, not up"

Shandor says, 'I don't think there is anyway to disarm those.'

Varadrion says "you take the bow, I will get the robe"

Dytalorien furrows his brows.

Shandor says, 'Wait.'

Varadrion moves up beside Shandor

Shandor says, 'Okay, back off a bit, and get ready to run for the exit, Varadrion, when I pass you the robe, run.'

Varadrion says "and what are you gonna do about the bow?"

Shandor takes a few steps back and then charges forward. He leaps as he grabs both the bow and the robe, at the same moment he kicks of the wall behind the bow. He lands of the ground as he throws the robe to Varadrion.

[Narrator] The alarm sounds as arrows fly to where Shandor was.

Varadrion starts to run off quietly, jumping and ducking to avoid strings

Shandor yells, 'Run!'

Mihwen start to run

Dytalorien mumbles and sprints off.

Varadrion keeps running

[Narrator] An energy barrier appears at the museum door

Varadrion stops

Shandor says, 'This isn't looking good.'

Mihwen yells 'back

Dytalorien curses silently.

King Liotamtheola says, 'Did I interrupt something?'

King Liotamtheola grins evilly, 'You are all under-arrest.'

Dytalorien mutters.

Varadrion says "glad I brought this" and pulls out his sword

King Liotamtheola grins, 'Did I mention you are surrounded by over thirty guards?'

Mihwen says 'for what?'

King Liotamtheola smirks, 'I'd like you try and defeat us now.'

Mihwen asks 'is it illegal to visit a museum?'

Varadrion asks quietly "what do you think Shandor, can we do it?"

Dytalorien frowns and a long curved sabre is within his grasp.

King Liotamtheola says, 'Do you really think you can hide your stolen items?'

Shandor shakes his head

Shandor looks around, OVER thirty guards have surrounded the group

Mihwen smiles 'we found them on the floor'

Varadrion whispers "I will not go down without a fight, and I will not go to jail"

King Liotamtheola grins before waving his hands, two out of three amulets begin glowing as an energy field appears around him, then moves from him onto Shandor. It grows until it has encompassed all of the group, they can feel their weapons being wrenched from them, even those not currently being wielded. The weapons a thrown into a corner of the museum. The group find themselves unable to move in the energy field.

Dytalorien whispers, "Well, let's hurry and decide. I don't think they are gonna wait."

King Liotamtheola growls, 'Take them to the dungeons.'