Chapter VI - Death's Lost It's Hold

Organiser's Comment

Very nice, very nice indeed. And confusing, and funny. Oh, there was tricking people too.

Oh, one downer, well, actually a couple. I'll start with the less down-er-ages:

About 2 minutes before the 'Quest' was going to start all my IRC's ('cept my trusty Xircon) crashed, taking Ariea, Faelnon and Thor with them. Fortunately, Jim was able to provide some back up servers and they were back within 5 minutes.

New problem, there were several parts that I handed out. Since they were practically the same part I was going to brief them all together in a different room. Only, Varadrion (see, I can blame this all on him), didn't show up on time and so while #tildruin devolved into messing around I finally got Varadrion and briefed them. Next, since no-one had done it like I asked on the forums, I asked everyone to join #tildruin-rp too. Now, I tried to start at 7.15, but failed because a certain member (Aegnor knows who he is. Um, whoops) was spamming both channels, some also joined in. It resulted in Jim preventing them all from talking. Then I demanded that they shut up. Jim lets them speak again and instantly two people start being morons. Back to silence then. I repeat my shut up demand. Then I let them talk, again the two start shouting = kick.

When they come back one of them continues so I stop him from talking. Jim then threatens to ban him if he continues talking. We let him speak... a few moments silence, yes, that is wonderful. By now it is 7.30, I mean, jeesh, people, if the 'Quest' III does go ahead let me try and start for peat's sake.

Plot Summary

[Coming Soon]

Full Log (See Below for 'The Best of the Rest')

<@Narrator> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' II Finale >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

<@Narrator> The group have arrived in the forests of A'lure. The day is bright and cheerful and the sun's golden light breaks through the dense forest covering in small patches.

øùú Shandor leaps from the wagon.

øùú Faendalos yawns and comes out of his room

<@Narrator> Birds and other animals are enjoying the day, running (or flying) around merrily.

øùú Varadrion looks up and says "This is a pleasant change"

øùú Faelnon looks about the trees, thrilled to be back among them, 'The forests are to be forever green, until the end of time; or so the myths go.'

øùú Kalypse watches the animals with interest

øùú Calaryn looks around 'Long time since I was here'

øùú Faelnon turns to Thor, 'This isn't the proper path, so you'll not get the wagon through.'

<@Narrator> Thor moans, 'Aye, alright, fine. All off.'

øùú Varadrion steps off the wagon

øùú Tengu looks amazed with multitude of sounds.

øùú Cyria exits the wagon and stretches

øùú Faendalos says, "I'm going to fetch me some breakfast."

øùú Kalypse asks 'Oh, there are fruit trees over there!'

øùú Tengu jumps off and flexes his hands.

øùú Faendalos leaves the group to go hunting

øùú Varadrion looks to where Kalypse pointed

øùú Echnaton climbs to the roof of the wagon and starts with some stretching

øùú Kalypse runs forward and jumps up on the tree branches

øùú Cyria walks over to the fruit trees

øùú Shandor walks over to a nearby tree and leans against it, sighing with relief, 'We made it back here in one piece.'

øùú Ariea looks at Shandor, 'What do you mean 'back here'? We started in Tildruin...'

øùú Calaryn just stands there looking emotional

øùú Varadrion looks and Shandor and says "Barely"

øùú Ariea shrugs and goes over to find some fruit.

øùú Thor looks at the trees, 'Pah, ye need a bit o' meat, and that dunnae grow on trees.'

øùú Kalypse climbs up the apple tree, picking up a few 'Who wants apples?'

øùú Faendalos returns with a rabbit

øùú Shandor smiles, 'I'll take one.'

øùú Cyria yells up to Kalypse, "Toss down any fruit you pick, I will bring it to the others"

øùú Varadrion looks at Thor and says "Well since dwarves can't be quiet long enough to hunt, would you prefer an elf do it for you?"

øùú Kalypse throws a few apples to Cyria

øùú Echnaton laughs

øùú Thor grumbles, 'Ah'll 'ave ye know that Shindy wouldn'a be alive if it weren't for me and me huntin'.'

øùú Varadrion says "And I'm sure I'll hear all about it some day"

øùú Faelnon looks up towards the sky, 'Sure looks better than that mountain.'

øùú Faendalos strikes a flint and sets up a small fire nearby

øùú Faendalos proceeds to roast the rabbit over the open fire

øùú Cyria gathers the apples and walks over to the others, "Here you go Shandor, anyone else want some?"

øùú Kalypse finishes throwing the mature fruits and eats hers still up on the tree

øùú Shandor grins, 'Thanks.'

øùú Echnaton enjoys the scene and smiles

øùú Shandor takes a bite out of one.

øùú Faendalos answers, "I'd like one. Apples go good with rabbit."

øùú Echnaton says to Cyria "yes, please throw one up here."

øùú Varadrion looks up at Kalypse and chuckles

øùú Kalypse stares at Varadrion 'What?!'

øùú Varadrion looks at Cyria and says "Please"

øùú Ariea says, 'I would like one too.'

øùú Tengu says, "Not hungry yet, but I appreciate your offer."

øùú Calaryn walks around in circles breathing in the fresh A’lure air

øùú Faelnon says, 'Where are you manners Ariea?'

øùú Ariea says, 'Wherever my full stomach is.'

øùú Cyria tosses an apple over to Echnaton, Varadrion, Ariea and Faendalos.

øùú Ariea smiles and catches it, 'Thank you.'

øùú Faendalos catches the apple and replies, "Thanks."

øùú Kalypse repeats her question to Varadrion 'What? Why are you staring at me?'

øùú Echnaton catches it and nods towards Cyria

øùú Ariea , while munching on the apple, asks, 'So, do we have a plan?'

øùú Cyria sits on the ground and takes a bite of her apple

øùú Shandor says, 'Well, we eat and be merry first. Then we make our way to town.'

øùú Echnaton starts having breakfast

øùú Calaryn walks up to the group and sits down

øùú Faendalos slices the apple up with his small cooking knife and passes the slices over the fire a few times to give them a nice golden brown colour

øùú Kalypse finishes her apple and throw the rest on Varadrion's direction

øùú Faendalos pulls out a small wooden bowl, and places the apple slices and rabbit meat in it

øùú Tengu comes to the campfire and sits nearby, crossing his legs.

øùú Shandor finishes his apple and chucks it absentmindedly away.

øùú Varadrion ducks

øùú Kalypse jumps out of the tree and taps Varadrion in the head while passing by him

øùú Thor says, 'We should take all the weapons and valuable stuff out'a the wagon.'

øùú Faendalos takes a small stone and mashes the rabbit meat and apple together to make a nice meal

øùú Kalypse walks near the others

øùú Shandor says, 'You don't trust the elves to bring it to town?'

øùú Faendalos eats his breakfast

øùú Thor says, 'Ah trust 'em to do that, but what'll be left when it gets there is another matter.'

øùú Kalypse says 'Aww I’m hurt'

øùú Cyria finishes off the apple and disposes of the core

øùú Calaryn smiles 'Lucky I don’t have anything but what I wear'

øùú Faelnon grabs his sword from the wagon anyway.

øùú Thor grabs his axe and backpack.

øùú Echnaton sits quietly on the wagon roof, watching Shandor.

øùú Shandor shrugs and grabs his bow and sword.

øùú Varadrion stands and looks around

øùú Cyria lays on the ground looking at the sky

øùú Ariea grabs 'her' broadsword.

øùú Tengu says, "I'm free of the burden of property too"

øùú Ariea smiles at Kalypse, 'Just ignore Thor, he is grumpy because he isn't drunk.'

øùú Varadrion chuckles

øùú Thor asks innocently, 'Who says ah'm not drunk?'

øùú Kalypse smiles at Ariea

øùú Shandor looks at Thor, 'Okay, new question, why did you bring my bow out here?'

øùú Kalypse waves some chewable leaves in front of Thor 'Want some? They are delicious... and will take that breath away from you...' and puts a leaf in her mouth

øùú Thor says, 'Out'a the kindness o' me soul.'

øùú Shandor raises an eyebrow.

øùú Thor waits for a few seconds, 'Fine, we were gonna sell it to the humans.'

øùú Kalypse asks 'No.. I’ll have them all for me then'

øùú Thor looks at Kalypse, 'Aye, and ye need them too.'

øùú Cyria looks over at Kalypse, "May I please have one?"

øùú Kalypse shakes her head

øùú Ariea slaps Thor around the head, 'That's no way to speak to a lady.'

øùú Kalypse says 'Yes, of course Cyria'

øùú Thor complains, 'But that's an elf.'

øùú Ariea slaps Thor again.

øùú Cyria gets up and walks over to Kalypse

øùú Calaryn grins

øùú Kalypse picks a few more leaves on her bag and hands to Cyria

øùú Faendalos finishes his breakfast, and then washes his small wooden bowl in a nearby stream

øùú Shandor moves over to Thor, 'Since when did you become such a racist... again I mean.'

øùú Cyria smiles, "Thank you"

øùú Faendalos fills up his water bladder in the stream

øùú Thor states, 'Since ye started travellin' wi't me again.'

øùú Shandor shrugs and smiles, 'Makes sense.'

øùú Kalypse says 'You know Thor, I really don't mind you being a dwarf, but Ill only respect you if you do that back'

øùú Calaryn walks up to Faelnon 'where are we heading?'

øùú Thor looks at Kalypse, 'Aye, aye, okay, but I dunnae want any tricks, no magic near me. An' nothin' else like that, 'kay?'

øùú Faendalos returns to where he was sitting and begins sharpening his cooking knife

øùú Shandor grins, 'Thor has a pet phobia of magic ever since I... well, maybe kind-a played a few tricks on him.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'We are headed into town.'

øùú Kalypse agrees 'I am no mage anyway..'

øùú Varadrion chuckles

øùú Tengu is still peering into the fire, listening to the conversation, but keeping silence.

øùú Thor laughs, 'That's what all elves say.'

øùú Varadrion says "Some are being honest"

øùú Kalypse looks up to the sky

øùú Echnaton smiles "Everyone got a bit of magic"

øùú Varadrion says "I don't know about that"

øùú Shandor says, 'Actually, I think that is quite accurate. I would have to saysthey made an exception in your case though, Varadrion.'

øùú Varadrion shrugs "I don't need it"

øùú Kalypse says 'err... thinking on another way... if you watch how fast I can climb a tree you would think it was magic..'

øùú Kalypse laughs

øùú Varadrion chuckles

øùú Echnaton smiles

øùú Kalypse sits on the ground cross legged

øùú Shandor says, 'Okay, lets get going to A'lure.'

øùú Shandor begins walking in a randomly picked direction.

øùú Cyria stands up and follows Shandor

øùú Varadrion calls to Shandor "You DO know where A'lure is right"

øùú Faelnon follows.

øùú Ariea grins, 'I wouldn't put any money on it Varadrion.'

øùú Kalypse jumps up and follows

øùú Faendalos watches everyone else leave.

øùú Shandor goes over a ridge and sees that’s where they came from, 'Oh sorry... er, slight dizzy spell. This way.' Before heading in the opposite direction.

øùú Tengu shrugs, stands up and follows suggested direction.

øùú Echnaton follows the groups as it passes by again

øùú Calaryn follows quietly

øùú Cyria turns around and sighs, "We're all going to get lost and die"

øùú Faendalos continues to watch everyone else

øùú Isondil silently follows the group

øùú Thor says, 'A'lure should be tunnels, that way you'd know which way to go.'

øùú Tengu says, "But our dead bodies will fertile the soil. Elves would be happy."

øùú Varadrion says to Thor "And it would be dark and smelly and boring"

øùú Isondil grins at Varadrion's comment and says 'Like every mine then'

øùú Thor says, 'Perhaps, but ye wouldn'a waste a few days tryin' te find the right place.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Perhaps we should all just walk and enjoy the fresh air. And the sunlight, enjoy that too.'

øùú Echnaton laughs and 'just walks'

øùú Kalypse follows quietly

øùú Cyria smiles, "So Shandor, are you finally going to admit you have no idea where to go?"

øùú Calaryn walks up to Kalypse and starts to talk

øùú Shandor says, 'I know exactly where to go.'

<@Narrator> The old man hobbles along, as he looks about he says, 'Water will not fall from the skies. The earth will be covered. Blood will have blood. Green to brown to black. Death, death, death and death thrice more. Innocence shall be lost and all good will leave. Darkness and trickery will weave its magic and we will be powerless - any taken from us. Our memories will fade into dust.'

øùú Isondil glances around at trees and enjoys the tranquillity of the woods

øùú Shandor sighs, 'Oh Tarkna, not again.'

øùú Kalypse asks 'What are you talking about, crazy one?'

øùú Varadrion looks at him and sighs

øùú Isondil looks around and says' Can't we just gag him?'

øùú Faelnon looks at the old man, 'Maybe he is just saying exactly what he is thinking. Even if it doesn't make sense, nor go together.'

øùú Calaryn smiles at Kalypse 'Humans.'

øùú Varadrion looks at Isondil and says "You get the gag, I'll put it on"

øùú Kalypse smiles back at Calaryn

øùú Isondil smiles and produces a long piece of cloth and says'Here you go'

øùú Tengu states, "No one is able to see his own destiny, old man's visions can be deceitful."

øùú Varadrion rolls his eyes

øùú Shandor says, 'Maybe he is a psychic, I mean, it could be possible.'

øùú Echnaton smiles "the sad thing is usually we find out what the visions meant after IT happened."

øùú Isondil says to Varadrion 'While your doing that gag Tengu as well'

øùú Cyria folds her arms and sighs

øùú Kalypse says 'As far as I’m concerned this man only babbles..'

øùú Shandor grins at Isondil.

øùú Shandor smiles at Echnaton, 'Yes, he should come with a translator so we know what is going to happen.'

øùú Varadrion says "Maybe if we kill him none of this will happen?"

øùú Echnaton smiles "Do it like me; wait."

øùú Tengu says, 'If you say nothing, you won't appear wrong.'

øùú Isondil looks at Varadrion and says 'For once maybe things might end without us having to kill anyone...'

øùú Calaryn looks at Varadrion 'You are evil'

<@Narrator> Three guards appear swiftly through the trees. They wear the markings of the highest guard rank in Elven culture; they are covered in gold armour from head to foot. The only gap seems to be where the eyes are. 'We are to escort you to the city, sir. Odd things have been happening, starting with this wagon that arrived yesterday. And now some robed madman is on the stone alter near the Order of Cothin-Cal headquarters.'

øùú Kalypse smiles 'He is always quiet and only says things in riddles'

øùú Shandor smiles, 'Perhaps some of us should be more like him.'

øùú Echnaton says "just watch and give the happenings a slight touch in the right direction now and then... "

øùú Faelnon nods, 'Lead the way.'

øùú Varadrion looks at the guards intently

øùú Faelnon begins to follow the guards.

øùú Shandor follows.

øùú Echnaton repeats one word "wagon"

øùú Cyria follows

øùú Isondil follows the guards slowly

øùú Varadrion asks "We already have one madman, how many do we need to deal with?"

øùú Shandor smiles, 'We can have our own collection.'

øùú Varadrion rolls his eyes but smiles softly

øùú Echnaton jokes "we could put them together and see what will happen."

øùú Shandor asks one of the guards, 'What does this madman look like?'

øùú Calaryn listens carefully

<@Narrator> The guard replies, 'No-one's seen his face, he is wearing robes with a hood. Sorry.'

øùú Isondil listens for the guards answer

øùú Kalypse frowns

øùú Varadrion sighs "Wonderful"

øùú Shandor is mildly shocked at the guard apologising and mumbles, 'Oh, it's no problem.'

øùú Ariea whines, 'Are we nearly there yet?'

øùú Isondil groans and mumbles ' If she complains about a short walk what use could she be..'

øùú Shandor says, 'Leave Ariea alone Isondil.'

øùú Calaryn looks at Isondil 'better hope Shandor or she didn’t hear that'

øùú Varadrion looks at Shandor and says "People say I'M evil and he wants to pitch your wifem"

øùú Ariea taps the hilt of her broadsword.

øùú Isondil grins at Ariea

øùú Shandor says, 'Well, technically, he is only talking about getting rid of her, I did try to kill her. Secondly, I'm going to use his head as a ball soon.'

øùú Cyria smiles, "Isondil, I hope you remember what happened to the barkeep a while back"

øùú Ariea grins at Cyria.

øùú Varadrion cringes at the thought

øùú Kalypse smiles

øùú Shandor states, 'I hope I do go evil again, it will give me a good excuse to kill people. Oh, and to wear that black cape again, that just made me look Evil.'

øùú Isondil groans and continues to walk on silently

øùú Ariea grins, 'Or a complete idiot.'

øùú Faelnon smiles, 'I'm voting for that one.'

øùú Varadrion smiles

øùú Kalypse grins 'I go with Ariea's idea'

øùú Varadrion says "Not that you ever needed an excuse Shandor"

øùú Kalypse grins

øùú Shandor grins, 'You say these things now, but you will tremble when you see the Cape of Evil approaching!'

øùú Isondil smiles

øùú Echnaton grins "I'll get some black-only dust for you then"

øùú Faelnon can only imagine what the guards think of the group that 'saved the world'.

øùú Echnaton needs only to see Faelnon’s face to start laughing

øùú Calaryn thinks for her self 'I understand why Mihwen like them...'

<@Narrator> The forestry clears into an opening, there is a large stone staircase leading far up into the sky, to the tops of the trees. Around it are a few stalls and paths leading to other sections of the town.

<@Narrator> The escorts point, 'Up there, follow us, but be careful and have your weapons ready, this mad man could do anything.'

øùú Calaryn looks at the guards

øùú Isondil draws his bow and fits an arrow unto the string in the blink of an eye

øùú Kalypse asks 'err.. what about me? I use no weapons'

øùú Shandor says, 'Hit them with your good intentions.'

øùú Varadrion looks at Kalypse and asks "The usual?" and laughs

øùú Isondil turns to Kalypse and says 'Stay back?'

øùú Calaryn looks at Kalypse ‘I’ll keep you company.’

øùú Enox shouts, 'Wait for me!'

øùú Kalypse asks 'The usual? What would that be?'

øùú Faendalos draws his bow from a distance, and follows the group from far behind

øùú Shandor turns around.

øùú Shandor looks at the gnome, 'Enox?'

øùú Kalypse turns and waves to Enox

øùú Varadrion looks at Tengu and says "Sane people are not the only ones who have magic"

øùú Faelnon smiles and nods at Enox.

øùú Isondil turns and nods to Enox and smiles

øùú Enox says, 'yes its me, greetings'

øùú Echnaton allows the group to get some distance then he follows with the bow in his hand

øùú Shandor grins, 'It is good to see you again. I would wish we met in more pleasant circumstances, but it is us we are talking about.

øùú Faelnon draws his sword.

øùú Kalypse asks 'How did you find us?'

øùú Ariea draws her sword.

øùú Enox smiles towards Kalypse, 'Just followed the path of destruction '

øùú Shandor grins.

øùú Kalypse chuckles

øùú Calaryn laughs

øùú Isondil moves up alongside on of the guards looking for any sign of the madman

øùú Enox says, 'No I’m just kidding, I asked around'

øùú Cyria smiles

øùú Shandor says, 'In either case, even though the first does sound more like us, welcome back.'

<@Narrator> The guards haven't climbed the stairs yet and are waiting for the group.

øùú Varadrion looks up the stairs

øùú Enox says, 'Thank you, can I do something to help?'

øùú Kalypse turns to Shandor 'Speak for yourself'

øùú Shandor says, 'Are we ready?'

øùú Isondil stands alongside the guards and waits

øùú Kalypse hurries to reach the guards

øùú Shandor says, 'Indeed, we might be needing your magic skills before the day is out.'

øùú Calaryn stands beside Kalypse and nods

øùú Faelnon stands at the bottom of the stairs.

øùú Enox nods, 'Okay I will try to help out'

øùú Isondil nods and says in elven ~yes, when you are~

øùú Tengu gives the guards a strange brief glance and looks ahead.

øùú Faelnon takes a deep breath before saying to the guards, 'Lead the way.'

øùú Shandor follows the guards and Faelnon, bow ready with arrow.

øùú Varadrion draws a dagger from inside his cloak

øùú Isondil follows the guards slowly looking around

øùú Shandor comments while heading up the stairs, 'I don't recall this being here before.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'That's what I thought.'

øùú Enox follows the guards and makes his crossbow ready

øùú Tengu walks along, looking relaxed.

øùú Cyria walks up the staircase, her several golden bracelets rattle as she climbs follows the others

øùú Echnaton flows the group with a slight distance

øùú Isondil raises bow ready to fire

øùú Tengu gives the guards another glance, trying to see through the gap in their armour

øùú Calaryn stays at the back of the group near Kalypse

<@Narrator> The top of the staircase reveals quite a large marble platform, with a marble alter at one end.

<@Narrator> Standing just behind the alter is a tall figure wearing a black robe, a cloth hood shielding his face from view. Either side of the alter is a human, heavily armoured and with two swords each. On the alter are tracks leading from the alter to an emblem; there are two more tracks either side of the alter leading into the emblem. There is a large crate sitting atop of the alter.

<@Narrator> The figure behind the alter hits the crate, it falls open and disappears with no sound; magic. Now on the alter is a creature about the size of a horse. It has small wings (comparative to its size, it could not fly if it tried in this state). It looks quite similar to the dragon in Tildruin. It is the dragon's child.

<@Narrator> The figure chuckles and removes his hood. He is instantly recognisable as… Shandor.

øùú Shandor moans, 'Jeesh, could you just stay dead?'

øùú Calaryn looks confused at both Shandor’s

øùú Varadrion sheathes his dagger and draws his sword

<@Narrator> 'Wrong, bad and impure. Death is a hollow word to you, death is your power. The afterlife is your domain and the souls of others - your tools.' The old man repeats.

øùú Cyria moves away, "I thought he was dead!"

øùú Isondil looks in surprise at the other Shandor and say' 'I thought he was dead'

øùú Enox says, 'A DEAD MAN!!'

øùú Echnaton asks "shouldn't we correct that *fast*?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'There was a spy in the Order, Shandor - you.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Not me-me, him-me.'

øùú Kalypse sighs 'This is starting to get annoying..'

øùú Enox looks confused at Shandor

<@Narrator> 'Incorrect there, Shandor, I saw through your eyes, your every action, your plans; all your secrets. I corrected that little dragon summoning spell, although they were quite nice, you will not be seeing those dragons within *your* lifetime.'

øùú Tengu stops and looks at guards again.

øùú Faelnon orders the group, 'Keep your weapons drawn, but do not approach, he could have a trap set, or we could provoke the Child.'

øùú Shandor asks, 'Just what in Tarkna are you?'

øùú Isondil nods and moves back keeping his bow trained on the evil Shandor

øùú Echnaton walks closer to the alter, an arrow on the string, but the tip yet pointing to the floor

<@Narrator> The second Shandor grins and bows, 'Didn't I mention? I am Death. Every living thing becomes me, as you are soon to discover. I am the only real power in this world, I can strike whenever and wherever-'

øùú Shandor interrupts, 'Oh purlease…. At best you are some cheap mage doppelganger who is deluding himself into believing he can steal the power of the gods.'

øùú Enox nods

<@Narrator> This 'Evil' Shandor smirks at Shandor before he leaves his place and nears Cyria. His features change, in fact, his entire body does. Standing before Cyria now is Dramicus, trusted friend of Cyria, now-dead member of the group. 'Please, help me Cyria; things are trying to hurt me - to kill me. You won't let them hurt me, will you?' The words seem to send Cyria into a trance.

øùú Cyria stands speechless

<@Narrator> Dramicus slides over to Calaryn, suddenly changing into a small girl, she is crying, she is Virnaelne, Calaryn's sister, 'Calaryn, help me! Remember that place we used to play in? I want to go back there, but I can't, mean people are chasing me, help me, please, I just wanna play again.' This, too, seems to have a hypnotising effect, 'Please stop the mean people.'

<@Narrator> Calaryn's sister becomes two old elves, Varadrion's parents, 'Please son, help us! We need your help.' They simply say.

øùú Calaryn starting to shake

<@Narrator> Finally, they become a stranger, tall, elven, blonde hair. A stranger to the group, but a close friend of Kalypse, 'Kalypse! Thank the goddess you are here, people are trying to stop me, I know you can save me, I just know it!'

<@Narrator> To Cyria, Calaryn, Kalypse and Varadrion the group have suddenly been transformed into dark, 'evil' looking creatures.

øùú Shandor looks at Calaryn shaking, 'Are you okay?'

øùú Enox turns to Kalypse, 'What’s wrong? '

øùú Isondil looks at Varadrion and says 'You ok?'

øùú Tengu says quietly, 'The dead should rest in grave.'

øùú Calaryn camly walks towards Shandor

øùú Shandor looks at Calaryn and repeats his question.

øùú Varadrion looks at the group and raises his sword into a fighting stance

øùú Kalypse shouts 'Leave me alone! You want to kill my friend!"

øùú Tengu looks at faceless one, 'And they will.'

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion and Kalypse, 'Okay, did I miss something?'

øùú Cyria turns to the group, her once blue eyes a deep black colour

øùú Calaryn smiles and pulls two daggers 'Soon I will' as she attacks Shandor

øùú Isondil backs away from Varadrion now with his bow trained on him

øùú Varadrion swings at Faelnon and narrowly misses

øùú Shandor yelps and ducks out of the way.

øùú Shandor says, 'By the bloodiest fury of Tarkna, what is going on?'

øùú Calaryn misses Shandor’s head by and inch

øùú Cyria charges at Faelnon

øùú Enox says, 'They are under a spell!'

øùú Faelnon swipes at Varadrion with his leg.

øùú Isondil says 'What will we do, disarm them?'

øùú Varadrion hops over the leg and kicks at Faelnon

øùú Tengu steps back, not attacking, jut parrying the blows.

øùú Ariea charges at Varadrion sword aimed at his chest.

øùú Faendalos rushes up the staircase, both of his knives drawn

øùú Shandor hollers, 'Ariea! No killing!'

øùú Ariea sighs, 'Fine.'

øùú Enox looks at Isondil, 'I think that’s the smartest thing to do'

øùú Ariea kicks towards Varadrion.

øùú Cyria throws a punch at Faelnon

øùú Faelnon falls to the ground.

øùú Varadrion swings at Ariea, but is knocked over by the kick

øùú Calaryn suddenly stops

øùú Faelnon swipes up and hits Varadrion with the hilt of his sword.

øùú Enox gets his staff and stands in defensive stance

øùú Calaryn looks around and asks 'what is happening?'

øùú Isondil replaces his bow and catches Cyria from behind

øùú Varadrion kicks Faelnon's sword away and jumps away from them and to his feet

øùú Kalypse starts throwing some of the apples she stored at people with all her maddened strength

øùú Echnaton says to ‘Evil’ Shandor "nice performance."

øùú Shandor punches Varadrion as hard as he can in the face.

<@Narrator> The Evil Shandor bows, 'I aim to please.'

øùú Faendalos jumps in front of Faelnon and blocks a strike from Varadrion's sword

øùú Varadrion stops and spits out a tooth, before returning the favour to Shandor

øùú Cyria brings her heel down on Isondil’s foot

øùú Calaryn looks at Cyria and walks towards her 'what is happening?'

øùú Isondil yelps and shout's 'OK we do it the hard way!'

øùú Ariea tackles Cyria to the ground.

øùú Enox tries to hit Kalypse at the back of her head with his staff

øùú Faendalos turns from the madness to face Enox

øùú Kalypse dodges and hit Enox back

øùú Thor charges towards Varadrion and tumbles into him.

øùú Faendalos asks Enox, "What is going on?

øùú Shandor falls down from the strike to the face.

øùú Cyria swings for Ariea's face

øùú Tengu starts approaching Kalypse, lifting his hands in peaceful sign.

øùú Enox hits Kalypse back and she falls down

øùú Varadrion tries to jump on top of Shandor

øùú Calaryn looks at Shandor and walks towards him 'what is happening?'

øùú Shandor rolls out of the way, but sweeps at Varadrion's legs.

øùú Varadrion falls face first into the ground and rolls away

øùú Ariea dodges Cyria's swing.

øùú Varadrion draws a dagger and looks at Shandor

øùú Cyria bites Ariea's arm

øùú Enox looks at Faelnon, 'Just make sure, they stop fighting us'

øùú Shandor picks up his bow and grabs an arrow, 'Just try it Varadrion.'

øùú Calaryn falls to the ground and looks at Enox 'Help me'

øùú Isondil grabs Cyria and throws her of Ariea

øùú Faelnon rubs the blood from his lip.

øùú Ariea rubs her arm, 'Thank you Isondil.'

øùú Isondil looks at Ariea and asks her 'Are you ok?'

øùú Varadrion throws the dagger and the bow in Shandor's hands

øùú Echnaton walks to what was Varadrion, keeping some distance, and tries to address him

øùú Shandor deflects the dagger with the bow.

øùú Cyria staggers to her feet

øùú Shandor swipes with the bow at Varadrion's head.

øùú Faendalos kicks Varadrion in the back

øùú Ariea grabs both of Cyria's hands.

øùú Calaryn is laying on the ground crying 'help me'

øùú Varadrion falls to the ground and struggles back to his feet

øùú Faelnon nears Calaryn.

øùú Enox hurries to Calaryn

øùú Isondil nods to Ariea and says 'I'm going to help Calaryn'

øùú Cyria kicks Ariea's shin

øùú Ariea nods.

øùú Faendalos puts a knife to Varadrion's neck

øùú Calaryn stabs Enox in the leg

øùú Enox shouts, 'AWWW!!!'

øùú Ariea yelps and grabs Cyria by the neck.

øùú Calaryn gets up from the ground with a laugh

øùú Enox says, 'You betrayed me'

øùú Isondil looks at Calaryn and says 'Are you ok?'

øùú Faelnon jumps away from Calaryn, but within kicking distance, 'Sorry.' He kicks her full force in the stomach.

øùú Varadrion quickly kicks Faendolas in the knee and takes the knife from him, before rolling away

øùú Cyria spits in Ariea's face

øùú Enox and hits Calaryn at the knee breaking it

øùú Calaryn falls back from the kick

øùú Isondil shakes his head and says 'your not now'

øùú Ariea sighs, 'Real childish.' She knocks Cyria off balance and kicks her to the ground.

øùú Faendalos pulls his bow on Varadrion firing off a pair of arrows

øùú Echnaton grabs for Varadrion legs and tries to turn him face-down

øùú Varadrion takes an arrow in the arm and another in the ribs, and falls to the ground

øùú Faendalos jumps on Varadrion, and takes his knife back

øùú Enox looks at his leg, 'The wound is pretty deep'

øùú Varadrion lies on the ground, unmoving

øùú Shandor hits Faendalos in the head.

øùú Shandor growls, 'You're not meant to kill them, you idiot.'

øùú Calaryn gets up from the ground with some serious pain

øùú Enox takes some herbs rubbing it into the wound.....

øùú Faendalos falls backwards and yells, "What is your problem?!"

øùú Isondil rushes towards Varadrion and yells at Faendalos 'You fool! your not meant to kill'

øùú Varadrion struggles slowly back to his feet un-noticed and looks at Shandor

øùú Faendalos answers, "He was going to kill me you fool!"

øùú Calaryn tries to sneak up behind Ariea

øùú Tengu tries to step if front of Shandor, 'Enough of fighting among ourselves!'

øùú Shandor notices the moving-ness of Varadrion's non-corpse.

øùú Varadrion stumbles towards Shandor and attempts to grab him

øùú Isondil looks at Varadrion and says 'Look out!'

øùú Shandor dodges and brings a knee up into Varadrion’s stomach.

øùú Faendalos punches Shandor in the face and yells, "You traitor!"

øùú Enox gets his staff using it now as a walking stick and gets a few meters back from the fight

øùú Varadrion grunts and falls to his knees

øùú Shandor sighs and strikes Faendalos with the end of his bow.

øùú Faendalos yells again, "Shandor is trying to get me killed!"

øùú Isondil dives at Faendalos and kicks him in the stomach

øùú Shandor puts away the bow and quickly brings two fists onto Varadrion's knee-level head.

øùú Echnaton again reaches for Varadrion, his hand searching Varadrion’s throat

øùú Cyria staggers up to her feet and throws a punch at Ariea

øùú Varadrion falls to the ground

øùú Faendalos throws his small cooking knife at at Isondil as he dives at him

øùú Shandor shouts, 'Faendalos has been turned as well.'

øùú Calaryn kicks on Ariea's leg so she falls to the ground

øùú Enox the wound heals quick thanks to the herbs

øùú Isondil deflects the blunt knife and knocks him to the ground'

øùú Faendalos yells, "I have not! Quit turning them against me!"

øùú Tengu looks completely confused with identifying friend or foe. The last time he had such a look, he blindfolded himself.

øùú Ariea yelps and tumbles to the ground.

øùú Shandor says, 'Then why did you try and kill Isondil?!'

øùú Varadrion stands and removes the arrow from his ribs, before feebly trying to stab Echnaton

øùú Calaryn jumps over Ariea trying to hold her down

øùú Cyria holds Ariea's hands to the ground

øùú Enox charges at Calaryn and hits her in the back, 'Thats for betraying me!'

øùú Calaryn flies forward

øùú Ariea lashes out with her legs and knocks Cyria away before punching Calaryn in the face.

øùú Echnaton winds aside from the stabbing attempts, while being still behind Varadrion’s back

øùú Varadrion turns around and tries to stab him again

øùú Echnaton 's hand finds the veins in Varadrion’s throat and apply firm pressure to them

øùú Faelnon looks about at the havoc.

øùú Varadrion attempts to stab Echnaton, but misses, as his eyes begin to close

øùú Cyria ground and her head hits with a loud thud

øùú Calaryn finds a sword laying on the ground and throws it against the nearest person which happens to be Isondil

øùú Echnaton releases Varadrion immediately as he goes down

øùú Faelnon realises no-one has been paying attention to the Evil Shandor.

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor, seizing the moment, ducks behind the alter. The dragon sits calmly on the alter still.

øùú Isondil yells as the sword hits him on the arm

øùú Tengu blocks Calaryn's way, 'No more killing!'

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor removes a large, ceremonial dagger from his sleeve. The dragon-child senses what happens and futilely extends its head and neck towards the sky, trying to fly, but failing; its wings look burnt and damaged on closer inspection.

øùú Calaryn look at Tengu ‘what happened??'

øùú Calaryn says 'where am I??'

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor runs the dagger along the Child's neck. It hollers and writhes as its blood flows into the small 'channels' and begins to fill the emblem. The humans either side look on in a mixture of horror and awe. Shandor grins and this and grabs a second dagger from his other sleeve, within the blink of an eye dagger is embedded in each of the humans' throats. They collapse forward and the blood flows into the same emblem.

øùú Varadrion lays unconscious and bleeding on the ground

øùú Isondil pulls the sword from his arm and seeing his blood his filled with rage and races towards Calaryn

øùú Tengu says to Calaryn, 'Friends fought friends.'

øùú Cyria tries to open her eyes

øùú Calaryn walks up to Tengu 'are you hurt?'

øùú Isondil kicks Calaryn in the stomach

<@Narrator> The blood from the humans and the dragons mix and the emblem begins to glow.

øùú Echnaton has a look at Varadrion’s wounds, but there is not too much that can be done *now*.

øùú Calaryn falls to the ground and cries 'why did you do that for?'

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor smirks and leaps onto the emblem. The emblem lights up and engulfs him. The light is blinding at this stage.

øùú Shandor tries to shield his eyes.

øùú Tengu scratches his eye, hit with the stray apple and says, 'I am not'

øùú Enox covers his eyes with his hands

øùú Isondil says 'maybe because you threw a sword at my arm'

øùú Thor tries his best not to see the unbearable light.

øùú Calaryn looks at the group 'anyone helping a lady?'

<@Narrator> The light fades and the sky seems slightly darker. The 'Evil' Shandor stands on the emblem, grinning.

øùú Echnaton turns away and moves backwards towards the altar

<@Narrator> Cyria, Calaryn, Kalypse and Varadrion suddenly stop looking upon the group as evil beasts. They don't know why they did attack them in the first place.

<@Narrator> Rushing water hits the ears of the group as waves of water flood the ground beneath them, faint screams of the elves echo up. The leaves turn to brown, and black, beginning to fall off. All of A'lure is dying.

øùú Tengu says, 'Isondil, your last attack was unnecessary'

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor grins, changing into Calaryn's sister as creatures composed of rock, about a troll's size grow from the marble of the platform.

øùú Echnaton bounces at the altar and still backwards walks along its front and side

øùú Enox moves over to Varadrion, puts his hands over the wound, making it grow together, but still hurts

øùú Varadrion groans loudly and feebly attempts to stand, dropping to a knee

øùú Shandor looks at the rock-creatures, panting he complains, 'Come on, give us a break.'

øùú Isondil says' No it wasn't she was going to attack you like she had done before'

øùú Varadrion looks at the arrow in his arm and pulls it out, before throwing it aside

øùú Calaryn looks at her sister

øùú Faendalos lays unconscious at the bottom of the alter

øùú Shandor pants, 'Everyone, back towards the stairs - group together, we can take them.'

øùú Ariea stumbles towards the stairs.

øùú Thor dashes over there.

øùú Faelnon moves over there swiftly.

øùú Calaryn says that evil guy is mine!

øùú Varadrion attempts to run to the stairs and falls forward onto the ground

øùú Cyria manages to stand up, but one of her legs is limp

øùú Echnaton ducks under the side of the altar

øùú Tengu runs along says, 'Where is the old man?'

øùú Isondil moves towards the stairs and draws his bow

øùú Enox moves backwards

<@Narrator> The old man is knocked out on the platform.

øùú Calaryn pulls her daggers and looks at the group

øùú Varadrion rolls to his back and looks at the large stone creatures

øùú Faelnon turns to Shandor, 'Okay, now what's the plan?'

øùú Cyria limps over to the group

øùú Shandor says, 'We, um, fight them?'

øùú Calaryn shouts attack!

øùú Varadrion lays, waiting for the creatures to get to him

øùú Shandor raises his sword into the air, 'Grind them to dust!'

øùú Isondil rushes over to Varadrion and drags him over to the stairs

øùú Varadrion looks at his wound and begins to look around for his sword

øùú Calaryn starting to walk against the stone creatures

<@Narrator> The Evil creature, now posing as Calaryn's sister, climbs onto the alter and giggles.

øùú Enox mumbles a few word; making his staff glow and making it more powerful

øùú Shandor charges towards one of the stone beasts.

øùú Faelnon skids between the legs of one, gets to his feet and leaps onto its back.

øùú Isondil fires an arrow at one of the stone beasts

øùú Cyria looks around for someone that might be able to heal her somewhat

øùú Calaryn screams as she attacks them with her small daggers

øùú Varadrion sees his sword and runs towards it, grabbing it and diving past one of the creatures

øùú Shandor is knocked away by one of the beasts.

øùú Ariea helps Shandor to his feet, 'Might be a good time for magic, don't you think so mage-boy.'

øùú Echnaton drags Faendalos under the altar

øùú Tengu starts approaching one of the creatures, assuming combat stance.

øùú Shandor looks at Ariea and nods.

øùú Enox throws a potion towards Cyria, 'Here drink that, it will heal you'

øùú Calaryn gets knocked down and falls to the ground

øùú Varadrion tries to attack on of the creatures, but is knocked away to the edge of the platform, dropping his sword and skidding towards the end of the platform, he slides over and barely manages to grab the edge with a hand

øùú Enox charges at one of the stone beasts

øùú Shandor turns towards the nearest creature, 'Sael neich scelo poric wsey ni-cha so.' An 'invisible wall' strikes the nearest creature and hurls it off the alter.

øùú Isondil replaces his bow seeing his arrow fall harmlessly to the ground

øùú Varadrion shouts for help

øùú Isondil sees Varadrion and rushes to him

øùú Thor grabs Varadrion's hand.

øùú Enox hitting it in the leg but the creature doesn’t feel a thing of his hit

øùú Thor begins pulling him up.

øùú Thor says, 'After this, ye life is mine, right?'

øùú Echnaton moves to Varadrion and grabs for him

øùú Varadrion tries to pull himself up

øùú Thor pulls Varadrion up.

øùú Tengu dodges creature's blow and makes a series of hits, resulting only in excoriated fists.

øùú Isondil pulls out his short sword and drives it into the leg of one of the stone creatures

øùú Faelnon shouts, 'Help! Need help!' The creature he is clinging to is twisting rapidly, trying to throw Faelnon off.

øùú Shandor calls to Faelnon, 'Get off in ten, nine, eight...' He begins counting down.

øùú Shandor runs towards the alter and finishes counting.

øùú Faelnon jumps off.

øùú Shandor kicks off the alter and lands on the of the creature's head, tackling it to the ground and sending it skidding to the edge of the platform. He leaps off just as the creature tumbles from the platform.

øùú Faelnon shouts, 'There is only one more.'

øùú Shandor pants, getting to his feet, 'Yes, we see that, thank you.'

øùú Isondil tries to pull his sword out of the creature

øùú Faendalos awakens and looks around the platform

øùú Thor grins and waves his axe, 'This is what we dwarves were built for.'

øùú Shandor says, 'I knew there was some reason...'

øùú Enox says, 'Cant we tackle him of the platform, like i will get him over to me and then someone tackles so he falls over me off the platform?'

øùú Calaryn starts to move on the ground

øùú Isondil yanks his sword free and falls in front of the creature

øùú Thor runs forward and takes a swipe at the creature, but only knocks a fragment of its leg off.

øùú Faendalos pulls his knife from his backpack and rushes at the creature

øùú Cyria has started to regain some feeling in her leg

øùú Echnaton looks at the size of the creature, the at the size of the dwarf and thinks that really reminds me of what happened to the last barkeeper.

øùú Enox shouts to the creature, 'He you big bully, cant take me?'

øùú Thor begins hacking at the creature while dodging its swings.

øùú Shandor grins at Thor, 'I wish we could record this some how...'

øùú Isondil rolls away from the creature

øùú Shandor smiles at Enox, 'I don't think it has ears.'

øùú Enox sighs, 'I could have know that'

øùú Calaryn gets up on her legs after much work and moves away from the fighting

øùú Tengu is circling around the stone beast, dodging its blows.

øùú Faendalos slams into the creature at full force and jams the knife between a set of boulders that make up its chest

øùú Kalypse wakes up in the middle of the confusion

øùú Kalypse 's head aches

øùú Isondil moves towards Kalypse and picks her up

øùú Ariea runs over to Kalypse and grabs her hand, 'Let's get you to a safe pl- a safer place.'

øùú Echnaton assists the fighting, using Varadrion’s -actually not glowing- sword.

øùú Calaryn falls down to the ground once again

øùú Faendalos is knocked back from the force of his collision and falls to the ground

øùú Kalypse mutters 'What h..happened?'

øùú Isondil says to Kalypse 'er I kind of knocked you out'

øùú Faendalos finds a short sword lying on the ground and picks it up and runs at the creature again

øùú Cyria crawls over to Kalypse and Ariea

øùú Kalypse asks 'You did?..... why?..'

øùú Ariea says, 'Well, you stopped being Evil, which is good. The Evil Shandor became a god, which is bad. And we are just defeating a stone beast he summoned, which is in the middle somewhere.'

øùú Isondil says 'You were going to kill me'

øùú Shandor runs over to Enox, 'Hey, I have an idea.'

øùú Echnaton says "we really should reach for the origin, not for the results"

øùú Kalypse shakes her head 'That's not possible..'

øùú Tengu jumps on creature's back, trying to make it fall, but is being thrown a fair distance away.

øùú Enox turns to Shandor, 'yes?'

øùú Shandor says, 'I am thinking a joint spell, us two. We'll just knock him right off the platform.'

øùú Calaryn is laying on the ground and no one seems to care

øùú Faendalos swings at the creature but it has no effect

øùú Ariea says, 'Well, it just happened.'

øùú Echnaton rushes over to Tengu, trying to attract the creatures attention

øùú Faelnon sees what Shandor and Enox are doing and hollers, 'Everyone, give them room!'

øùú Enox says, 'That might work, on which spell are you thinking of?''

øùú Kalypse looks around trying to figure out what’s really going on

øùú Faendalos tries to block a swing from the creature with his small wooden shield but he is flung across the platform and is nearly knocked off theedge

øùú Shandor says, 'A simple telekinesis spell that will just pick him up and throw him off.'

øùú Enox says, 'That should work, In theory'

øùú Faendalos lies on the ground, his small shield and his left arm are broken

øùú Shandor says, 'That's good enough for me.'

øùú Enox searches for a quick telekinesis scroll and hands it over to Shandor

øùú Isondil sets Kalypse down and moves over to the creature

øùú Enox asks, 'This one?'

øùú Echnaton keeps on of the creatures busy

øùú Shandor says, 'That'll do great, start chanting on three, two...one...now!' He begins chanting.

øùú Enox begins chanting

øùú Kalypse rubs her head

øùú Enox out of both the hands of Shandor and Enox lighting shouts to the creature, making it lift up

<@Narrator> The creature suddenly stops what is doing, and for the briefest instant, looks quite shocked as it is dragged over the edge of the platform, floats for a few seconds before plummeting to the ground and shattering at the bottom.

øùú Shandor sighs with relief. 'Good work Enox.'

øùú Tengu lies unmoving at first, then turns to his side and chokes with coughing, spitting blood.

øùú Enox shakes the hand of Shandor, 'Yes we did good'

øùú Cyria says, "That didn't sound too nice"

øùú Isondil sighs and says 'That was easy'

øùú Echnaton agrees "good work!"

øùú Faendalos picks himself off the ground with his one good arm, and walks toward the others

øùú Kalypse smiles weakly

<@Narrator> The Evil creature, still looking like Calaryn's sister, states, 'Are you just morons, or have you actually forgotten about me?'

øùú Enox falls down completely exhausted of the spell

øùú Echnaton smirks "patience, we'll call you if we got time"

øùú Enox smiles

<@Narrator> The child's attitude changes dramatically, she was grinning, but is now quite furious. 'How dare you?' Her voice gets much deeper and darker, 'You shouldn't oppose me, now you have no place in my new world, your flesh will burn, your blood will boil for now I am power. All Power. I am Everything, and I can destroy anything.'

øùú Faendalos turns to the group and asks, "Does anyone have a sword I can borrow?"

øùú Cyria says, "It is not a good idea to trash talk a god"

<@Narrator> With that the three guards burst into flames, it streaks out from the eye-gaps in the helmet. They scream terrifyingly and collapse to the ground. Ariea and Thor only have time to look at the burning corpses as they are knocked off the platform as they fall to their deaths. The girl grins against and changes into the 'Evil' Shandor.

øùú Echnaton hands over Varadrion’s sword to Faendalos

øùú Shandor looks in horror as Ariea falls over the edge of the platform. He rushes forward to the 'Evil' Shandor and strikes him in the face.

øùú Echnaton says "it is Varadrion’s weapon - please return it if he's on his feet again"

øùú Shandor begins striking this 'god' over and over while screaming elven curses.

øùú Faendalos yells at the Evil Shandor, "Damn you!" and charges him

<@Narrator> 'Ow! Hey, you're not allowed to do that, I am a god now, you can't hit a god.' The 'Evil' Shandor complains.

øùú Shandor growls, swinging his foot into the other Shandor's side, 'Then stop me.'

øùú Enox gets up and stretches making himself ready for battle

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor hollers, 'Gladly.' He waves his hand at Shandor.

øùú Shandor winces and doubles over.

øùú Isondil gets his bow and fits an arrow unto it waiting for a shot

øùú Faelnon rushes over to Shandor, and addresses the other one, 'What did you do?!'

øùú Echnaton asks "may I try anyway?" while aiming a kick towards ‘Evil’ Shandor’s knee

øùú Isondil let's his arrow fly at the Evil Shandor

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor grins broadly, 'Why my dear friend, I am simply removing him from ever having existed. I think that this particular perk of god-powers will be the results not having Shandor will spawn. Even more fun since they don't affect me.'

øùú Isondil fits another arrow and fires it at the evil Shandor

øùú Enox takes his crossbow and puts some enchanted bolts in it, and starts shooting at Evil Shandor

<@Narrator> The 'Evil' Shandor sighs and the arrows disappear, too.

øùú Isondil furious rushes at the Evil Shandor with his short Sword

øùú Varadrion raises his sword and looks at the evil Shandor

øùú Shandor cries out in pain before just 'disappearing' into nothing.

øùú Enox shouts, 'NOOOO!!!'

<@Narrator> With the removal of Shandor, the universe has been altered; a wave of light swallows the world and releases it to its new existence.

<@Narrator> The sky is on fire, as are the trees. The platform is in ruins and the group are standing on the dusty ground of A'lure. A screech fills the air as two dragons, mother and child, fly over head, igniting another section of forest. Thousands of the "pitter-patter" creatures encountered by the group previously swarm through the burning forest, mauling anything in their path.

<@Narrator> One hundred war-torn men, dwarves, elves, gnomes, Halflings, trolls and orcs are fighting impossible odds. At the front is a burnt, battered and starved Faelnon, his once elegant clothes have been damaged beyond recognition. The 'Evil' and only Shandor stands on a small platform above the army.

øùú Faelnon looks up at 'Shandor', a complete stranger to him.

<@Narrator> Shandor grins, 'Well, well, isn't this interesting? Without Shandor, Faelnon and Ariea got… married? Oh, and what's this? They had a daughter, how delightful, looks quite the fighter too! About twenty? How did that - oh of course, I suppose they would've known each other for years. I see the dragon has escaped too, and the Child, always a fun time with those two. Now, let's just see where this all went right, or wrong from their view I guess.'

øùú Shandor waves his hands and creates a small 'viewing portal' through time, back when the group first set out to collect the Gifts, 'Interesting, the group seems composed of mostly strangers. Aw, what a shame, no-one trusts anyone, and they are about to split in two, Thor's still leading, well, the smaller group going after the Dwarven Gifts.'

<@Narrator> The other group head after the human Gifts, led by a stranger. Thor grabs the Gifts, but another dwarf strikes him down and takes the Gifts for himself. The Guardian releases the lake above the Gift's chamber and drowns the group.

<@Narrator> The ones after the human Gifts never befriend the barkeep that helped them to victory originally and they are destroyed by the Guardian.

<@Narrator> The Dragon escapes and destroys Tildruin before the Nanjarii can react. As they try to their power falters and fails, drained from them and they are killed as mortal creatures. The dragon destroys the Trolls, Gnomes, Humans and Halflings as the Dwarves hide in the mountains. The dwarves are near defeat and A'lure is the last free place in the world, and it is about to be engulfed by death; what remains of the races have gone there.

øùú Cyria staggers up from her place next to a tree holding her bandaged arm

øùú Varadrion continues fighting alongside the remainder of his allies

øùú Faelnon , who has assumed leadership of this rag-tag army, raises his sword and hollers, 'Get ready to attack!'

øùú Isondil fires an arrow at one of the 'pitter patter creatures'

øùú Tengu adjusts a red bandage on his battle-scared face.

øùú Ariea hits one of the creatures with a well-timed arrow.

øùú Echnaton stands in the rear lines, lots of arrows with him, aiming carefully and shooting with rather long breaks between the lethal impacts

øùú Isondil fires another arrow at a dragon this time

øùú Faendalos fires arrows at the monsters

øùú Varadrion looks around in the crowd for important opponents, selecting who to attack

øùú Shandor stands, or rather, floats above examining the war scene.

øùú Echnaton , seeing that the situation is not really good, looks for a *target* among all the enemies

øùú Enox fires arrows at the first scaring looking creature he sees

øùú Varadrion charges into the group of 'pitter patter' creatures and begins hacking and stabbing everything that moves

øùú Cyria charges with a rebel group toward the pitter-patter creatures

øùú Isondil continues to fire arrows at the dragon

øùú Tengu 's eyes are burning with fanatical fire as he walks in a hopeless attack on the creatures, holding heavy battle staff.

øùú Varadrion dodges attacks from the creatures while cutting down as many as he can at once

øùú Isondil fires the last of his arrows at a Dragon

øùú Enox swings his staff randomly around him, knocking several little creatures back

øùú Faendalos swings his sabre in every direction, decapitating and impaling many monsters

øùú Isondil looks around for some arrows and finds another quiver beside a burning bush

øùú Varadrion sheathes his sword and draws two daggers, deciding two will kill faster then one

<@Narrator> The mother dragon ignites a row of trees (fortunately not where the group were) on fire.

øùú Isondil takes the arrows and lights them on the bush and fires them at the mother dragon

øùú Faendalos turns his attention to the dragons in the sky

øùú Faelnon stabs at one of the creatures with his sword while knocking a row back with his quarterstaff.

øùú Echnaton coordinates a few catapults armed with long lance-like ammunition for an attack on one of the dragons

øùú Faendalos sheathes his sabre and pulls his bow back out

øùú Tengu addresses few remaining humans around, wearing same red bandages - 'Come, brethren! We shall make our stand here!' - and starts singing a sort of battle hymn.

øùú Isondil finds a spear and aims it at the underside of the baby dragon and throws it

øùú Cyria is slashed at by a random creature

øùú Shandor lands on the ground again, 'Ah, don't you just love the smell of destruction in the morning?'

<@Narrator> The Dragon-Child sweeps low, and into the forest, knocking the trees away with its gargantuan wings, ones much larger than the original Child's.

øùú Enox enchants several arrows and gives them to Isondil, here you can use these

øùú Shandor is in the path of the Dragon-Child. He waves his arms and orders, 'Cease!' The Dragon-Child stops in its tracks, it lands just in front of Shandor.

<@Narrator> The Dragon-Child seems unperturbed by this 'god'. It swipes its claw at Shandor viciously before returning to its destruction.

øùú Shandor is taken by surprise and is flung into a tree. He lands on the ground panting, 'Ow, that isn't supposed to happen.'

øùú Cyria notices that the dragon child had landed and rushes over to the general direction

øùú Isondil takes aim at the Dragon Childs eye and fires an arrow at it

øùú Enox smiles as he watches Shandor flying into a tree

<@Narrator> 'Your power wasn't supposed to happen.' The old man states, heaving a branch from his atop his chest.

øùú Shandor growls, 'Stay out of this, old man, or you will be the next one to die.'

øùú Tengu is giving blows in all directions with his blood-covered staff.

<@Narrator> 'A god should have more wisdom.' He comments. He pauses for a second then adds, 'You can call me Esal, I'm getting quite sick of 'The old man'.'

øùú Faendalos fires more arrows at the mother dragon but they all miss

øùú Isondil runs towards the Dragon Child continuing to fire arrows at it's left eye

øùú Shandor states, 'This is ridiculous, I am the only power worthy of this world, I have the power to claim lives, and now I have the power of the gods themselves. Nothing will stop me, not you, not these over-sized lizards, nothing.'

øùú Enox swings another time with his staff hitting again several creature

<@Narrator> The Dragon-Child soars into the sky.

øùú Esal hobbles towards him using the branch, 'Tell me, if you are a god, why can I do this?' With that he brings the branch up and strikes 'Shandor' in the face.

øùú Shandor tumbles backwards and trips over a root, 'Argh, how dare you?'

øùú Cyria reaches the area as the dragon-child leaves takes to the sky

øùú Esal states, 'You are no god, while it is true you do have power, you do not know how to wield it. You have no wisdom - a true god's power. You took Shandor away, which caused things you did not foresee which has led to this world being torn apart and the balance lost. The Dragon-Child breathes once more, and now its power is in both it and you. Such a thing cannot be done without destruction.'

øùú Echnaton gives a sign and three lances are hurled towards the diving dragon

øùú Varadrion continues slaughtering the creatures

øùú Shandor growls, 'You shall tell me how to make it better, then.'

øùú Isondil takes out his short sword and attacks the creatures

øùú Esal replies, 'If you are god, shouldn't you know already? I think Shandor was quite right about you, a cheap mage doppelganger.'

øùú Cyria notices that several creatures have entered the area

øùú Varadrion looks around for anyone he knows\

øùú Enox hurries over to Cyria trying to help her with the creatures

øùú Isondil begins to be forced back as the creatures pile up against him

øùú Shandor says, 'How could you possibly know about that, Esal?'

øùú Cyria punches a goblinoid in the face cracking its skull

øùú Tengu looks at another wave of creatures approaching with a cold smile, standing in the first line of defence.

øùú Varadrion looks down at his ripped and tattered cloak, and then continues killing the creatures without mercy

øùú Esal grins at Shandor, 'You are quite stupid, aren't you?'

øùú Shandor hollers and strikes Esal down.

øùú Faelnon swings his sword at one of the creatures while watching the stranger and Esal arguing.

øùú Ariea rushes to the front and tackles a creature before it can reach Faelnon.

øùú Isondil stabs two creatures in the throat

øùú Enox continues slaughtering several creatures around but still he watches Esal and the unknown man arguing

øùú Faendalos pulls an arrow from his quiver and lights it on fire

øùú Ariea swings the broadsword violently, beheading a few creatures.

øùú Varadrion is slashed across the chest by one creature and kicked across the face by another

øùú Echnaton notices two figures talking to each other, completely unaffected by all the fighting around them.

<@Narrator> The mother dragon is quite fed up with Faendalos now, and sweeps down into the forest, knocking the trees out of the way and scoops him and a dozen or so others into her mouth.

øùú Tengu pronounces a brief battle prayer and starts spinning his staff as the attacking wave reach the defenders.

øùú Ariea is in the middle of a group of creatures tearing through them viciously.

øùú Isondil throws a dagger hitting one of the creatures that attacked Varadrion in the head

øùú Isondil rushes towards the other and stabs it in the chest

øùú Varadrion rolls onto the creatures Isondil hit and stabs it in the thrat

øùú Faelnon sees a creature steal a sword from the corpse of a human. He rushes towards it, but it has already ducked back into the swarm.

øùú Ariea runs another creature through, but the sword-wielding creature has emerged behind her. Before she can act the sword slices through her chest.

øùú Ariea tumbles to the leaf-covered, dusty ground gasping for air.

øùú Faelnon sees Ariea disappear. He charges into the beasts, knocking them away with his quarterstaff while swiping at the survivors with his sword.

øùú Faelnon finds Ariea on the ground. He ducks down beside her.

øùú Ariea is already dead.

øùú Isondil takes out his bow and falls back to fire at the creatures

øùú Echnaton looks around the battlefield and finds a swordfighter stopping numerous of the creatures

øùú Faelnon lifts Ariea's head up, kneeling down beside her. To him the battle is over - lost.

<@Narrator> A creature seizes its chance and grabs Faelnon by the head, and twists sharply until it hears a snap.

øùú Echnaton starts to reach for varadrion

øùú Faelnon slumps down onto the ground.

øùú Esal watches this destruction and turns to 'Shandor', 'You can stop this destruction. Just bring Shandor back. Or, take yourself back, before you ever harmed the Child and change what happened.'

øùú Varadrion sees another fighter and moves to join him

øùú Faendalos dies inside of the mother dragon

øùú Enox shouts out of anger, 'NOOO!' and charges in on a dozen of creatures

øùú Shandor states, 'Why should I? I think things are turning out rather well. All the people who opposed me are dead or dying.'

øùú Isondil runs out of arrows and takes out his short sword and rushes at the creatures

øùú Cyria is knocked into a tree by one of the creatures

øùú Esal is quite astonished by how foolish 'Shandor' sounds, 'You don't see, do you? You will die with them, and then the world will be ruined. It has one final chance, take it.'

øùú Echnaton uses a tiny break to address Varadrion

øùú Shandor looks towards Esal, 'If I did do it, bring Shandor back, what would happen to me?'

øùú Enox is hit by one of the creatures and falls down, not moving

øùú Isondil moves over to were Cyria is killing all creatures that are approaching

øùú Varadrion moves his back against that of Echanton and keeps fighting

øùú Esal thinks for a moment, then says, 'Have you ever heard of the phrase 'Absolute power corrupts absolutely.'

øùú Tengu landed his blows tirelessly, but the creatures eventually manage to wedge themselves into defensive line, forcing them to pull back.

øùú Shandor sighs, 'Yes. Look, does this have a point?'

øùú Esal says, 'If you keep your power the same thing will happen, perhaps in a different way, but the world will inevitably be ruined.' He adds, 'When you first got them, you lashed out without knowing and killed A'lure; you cannot control them, no mortal can.'

øùú Echnaton points over to the two figures that are still talking while surrounded but not attacked by hordes of the creatures

øùú Shandor argues, 'But I am no mortal.'

øùú Cyria opens her eyes to see a pitter-patter creature about to pounce upon her

øùú Isondil is forced back against the tree still fighting the creatures

øùú Esal says, 'You take mortal form.'

øùú Shandor shrugs, 'I had to, to-'

øùú Esal says, 'To get this power? Doesn't that mean you are bound in mortal form while you still use it? You can be killed.'

øùú Echnaton says all the little things, even the drags, are soldiers. that might be commanders!"

øùú Shandor opens his mouth to argue, but closes it again. 'If I did undo it-'

øùú Esal says, 'You will become 'death', if that is what you wish to call yourself, you will lose your corporal form, again.'

øùú Isondil looks at Cyria and says 'Get up, help me'

øùú Shandor rolls his eyes, 'You know how to make this appealing to people.'

øùú Esal says, 'Well, it is that or be eaten by a dragon.'

øùú Shandor says, 'See? That's how you convince people, but if I don't have all the power because the Child is still alive, I won't be able to set things how they were.'

øùú Cyria rolls out of the way of the beast and kicks out the legs of another creature

øùú Esal says, 'Good guess, then we must kill the Child.'

øùú Shandor grins, 'I knew that was the right idea.'

øùú Esal hollers, 'Everyone! Kill the Child!'

øùú Isondil slashes the heads of the creatures

øùú Varadrion continues to take down creature after creature in an attempt to survive

øùú Enox hears Esal shouting and takes his spell book searching for a right spell

øùú Echnaton says to Varadrion "if there is anything that might be done, then the place for that is right over there. lets go."

øùú Esal climbs a little way up a tree before hollering again, 'Aim for the Child! Bring him down!'

øùú Varadrion runs off toward Esal and Shandor

øùú Echnaton follows

øùú Isondil sighs and moves over to a clearing were some of the remaining fighters are

øùú Enox turns to Isondil, 'You can aim your bow at the Child then I will enchant your arrows'

øùú Enox says, 'Okay?'

øùú Cyria turns to the stranger she is fighting with(Isondil), "You attack the dragon, I will take out these beasts"

øùú Isondil nods and takes his bow out

øùú Echnaton and Varadrion somehow manage it to get through the raging hordes, closing in slowly to the two talkers

øùú Esal turns to Shandor, 'I don't suppose you could bring the dragon down here?'

øùú Enox begins enchanting the arrows of Isondil

øùú Isondil fires and arrow at the child

øùú Cyria beats off some of the creatures

øùú Enox making them all glow with the power of Lightning

øùú Shandor shrugs, 'I'll try.' He closes his eyes for a moment and suddenly the Child within the clearing, thrashing wildly.

øùú Isondil continues to fire the arrows at the child aiming for it's underside

øùú Esal shouts, 'Attack!'

øùú Cyria beats several of the creatures out of the way

øùú Enox sees he enchanted all the arrows and takes his own crossbow and starts shooting bolts

øùú Isondil shouts 'I'm running out of arrows!'

øùú Shandor grabs a sword and charges towards the dragon-child.

øùú Esal does like Shandor.

øùú Cyria turns, "We'll need to get up close and personal then"

øùú Esal hollers gleefully, 'I will get its eyes!'

øùú Cyria charges forward trying to clear a path to the dragon

øùú Enox mumbles some words, making his staff turn into a short sword

øùú Isondil begins to fire his arrows more carefully aiming for the dragon child's eyes

øùú Enox charges into the child...

øùú Franival , a small young halfling, pulls a dagger from his belt and charges the dragon child

øùú Cyria is hit with an arrow in the arm

øùú Esal climbs his best onto the dragon-Child and begins stabbing at the scales while working his way towards the eyes.

øùú Franival jumps onto the dragons back and stabs his small dagger into the dragon's back

øùú Isondil fires his last arrow and watches as it hits the child in the left eye

øùú Shandor looks up at the forest roof and the tree tops fold together and weld together, forming a barrier which prevents the Child's escape.

øùú Enox is randomly stabbing the child everywhere

øùú Isondil takes out his short sword and rushes towards the child

øùú Enox takes a poison pot out of his backpack and rubs his sword with poison and stabs the child

øùú Cyria snaps the neck of a creature and turns to Isondil, "Lets hurry!"

øùú Franival slashes at the top of the dragon's head ripping deep gashes in it

øùú Shandor calls the remaining army to attack them, but most are enthralled with thte creatures.

øùú Cyria sprints toward the dragon

øùú Shandor sighs loudly, 'Might as well help.' He waves his arms and several trees collapse onto the creatures.

øùú Echnaton reaches the dragon child

øùú Isondil reaches the dragon and runs underneath it stabbing it's underside

øùú Shandor grabs a few more trees at rips the tops off them, leaving a very sharp point. He 'throws' them at the Child, pinning its legs to the ground.

øùú Enox helps the some soldiers by killing a creature using a telekinesis spell and sweeping several creatures away with a big tree

øùú Cyria pulls her small dagger out and slashes at the dragon

øùú Esal stabs the Child in one of its eyes.

øùú Shandor hollers, 'Clear the way!'

øùú Enox stumbles backwards

øùú Isondil runs from under the dragon

øùú Cyria runs out of the way

øùú Franival stabs relentlessly into the dragon

øùú Shandor has prepared another tree as a spear. He hurls it at the Child and it stabs into its chest through into the ground beneath.

øùú Echnaton stops shooting at the dragon, as it comes to the last quiver of arrows

<@Narrator> The Child roars in horror and pain as waves of flame ignite the solid roof of the forest and the surrounding trees.

<@Narrator> The Child's head falls back, it is dead.

øùú Franival stabs the dragon right in the head even after it is dead

øùú Esal climbs of the cadaver.

øùú Esal nears 'Shandor', 'Feel anything?'

øùú Shandor nods, 'Yes… now, should I kill you, or keep my word?'

øùú Esal says, 'I suggest you keep your word, lest I spend the rest of my afterlife haunting you.'

øùú Esal randomly states, 'At least I can stop being prophetical and insane, for the moment at least.'

øùú Shandor looks about, he sighs, 'Good bye.'. Then with a simple thought the world changes.

<@Narrator> A'lure has resumed its beautiful status, its trees are majestic and covered in green leaves. The platform is back, the Child sits atop the alter as the group are at the stairs. Shandor, Ariea, Thor and the three guards stand unaware of the deaths they have just endured.

<@Narrator> Esal, the Old man, peers at the second Shandor.

øùú Shandor looks at Esal, then at the Child. He sighs and turns around, but not before grabbing the two human-helpers by the throats and throwing them off the platform. 'Hey, I'm still Evil by your standards, right?'

øùú Shandor just disappears, leaving a small pile of robes and two daggers behind.

øùú Enox looks confused, 'What happened?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'That was odd.'

øùú Shandor says, 'You noticed that too, huh?

øùú Ariea agrees, 'It definitely had the scent of oddness.'

øùú Faendalos looks around at his comrades

øùú Echnaton wonders "strange, he was at his destination and then..."

øùú Shandor says, after a moment, 'Is that it? I expected a bit more sword play...'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Some lunatic comes up to the platform, turns out to be you, acts quite insane then just disappears.'

øùú Isondil looks around and says 'That was very strange'

øùú Shandor says, 'I could do with some tea.'

øùú Cyria says, "All that worrying for nothing, all he did was vanish"

øùú Enox says, 'Somehow I have the feeling we should be happy that we are alive.'

øùú Faelnon , partly disappointed, sheathes his sword. He turns to Esal, 'I don't suppose you have any idea what just happened?'

øùú Esal grins, 'Of course not.'

øùú Shandor looks at Esal, but says nothing.

øùú Echnaton looks at the baby-dragon and asks "is it still alive or is it over now?"

øùú Esal bows, 'By the way, I'm Esal.'

øùú Isondil nods to Esal

øùú Shandor turns to Esal, ''Bout time you had a name.'

øùú Enox turns to Esal, 'Greetings'

øùú Shandor approaches the alive Child.

øùú Cyria smiles, "Hello, I am glad we finally know your name"

øùú Echnaton smiles "the first clear statement from you... greetings, Esal."

øùú Shandor goes over to the Child and strokes its scales, 'Yeah, it's fine.'

øùú Faendalos looks around curiously

øùú Esal says, 'I think I've given up the mystic speeches. They only brought me trouble.'

øùú Enox says, 'Is it friendly?' looking at the child

øùú Faendalos asks, "What will we do with the child?"

øùú Echnaton points at the wings of the dragon "what happened there, Shandor?"

øùú Shandor turns to Echnaton, 'I don't know, they have been damaged so it couldn't escape.'

øùú Shandor shrugs.

øùú Cyria asks, "will they heal?"

øùú Faelnon approaches the Child and says to Shandor, 'About where to put it, are you thinking what I'm thinking?'

øùú Shandor says, 'Since I'm thinking about tea, I can definitely say 'No.' And yes Cyria, I think they'll heal.'

øùú Enox says, 'Good, to hear that.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'With the Order's resources we could put it out of harms way. Out of this world.'

øùú Isondil bites his lip and walks over to Ariea

øùú Shandor nods, 'Oh, oh, yes, that makes sense. It'd be safe there.'

øùú Echnaton asks "is it still a danger?"

øùú Shandor says, 'It was never a danger, just could've granted someone dangerous power.'

øùú Faelnon asks, 'Are you rather depressed that it didn't?'

øùú Isondil says 'Ariea I'm sorry for dropping hint's that I didn't want you with us'

øùú Enox asks, 'Can we do anything? I would be happy to see it save.'

øùú Echnaton replies "that’s what I mean... is this still possible?"

øùú Shandor looks at Faelnon, 'What, no, of course not... well kind-a. All that work and nothing interesting happened.'

øùú Ariea smiles at Isondil, 'And I'm sorry I thought about killing you so often.'

øùú Isondil smiles and says 'likewise'

øùú Faendalos says, "I thought there would be some sort of battle?!"

øùú Shandor turns to Enox, 'The Order will transport it to a safe location where we will take it to a safe dimension and keep someone to monitor it.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Didn't we all, but I'm glad we didn't mess up A'lure in anyway.'

øùú Enox says, 'Okay I’m glad to hear that'

øùú Cyria says, "The thought of this place being harmed is awful"

øùú Faelnon says, 'For someone who is thinking about tea, you sure had the right idea.'

øùú Faendalos says, "Now lets get something to eat."

øùú Shandor nods, 'Yes, the Order head quarters serves some very nice meals.'

øùú Echnaton laughs, but then asks " I am really curious what are you going to do with the child?"

øùú Shandor explains, 'The Order of Cothin-Cal's headquarters are just there.' He says pointing to a large structure.

øùú Faendalos smirks and says, "It might make a good meal." but he is just joking

øùú Faelnon says, 'We will take it and send it to a different dimension, where it will be safe.'

øùú Enox says, 'A good meal sounds nice, I could eat a whole horse.' smiles

øùú Shandor says, 'Are you sure? I mean, a horse is bigger than you, it might make you explode.'

øùú Enox laughs, 'True, but without the bones and so maybe...'

øùú Shandor nods.

øùú Faendalos says, "I could eat a whole dragon.

øùú Enox laughs real loud

<@Narrator> The Child perks up at hearing this and looks towards Faendalos hatefully.

øùú Echnaton smiles

øùú Faendalos says, "I'm just kidding pal"

øùú Isondil smiles

øùú Cyria laughs

øùú Faendalos says, "I don't think my teeth would be strong enough to eat the scales anyways."

øùú Shandor turns to Faelnon, 'What did him-me mean when he said that before he disappeared? It seemed aimed at Esal.'

øùú Faelnon shrugs, 'I guess there are some things we'll never know.'

<@Narrator> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' II Finale is Over, Go (judging by that ending) in Pieces >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

'The Best of the Rest'





øùú Isondil groans and mumbles ' If she complains about a short walk what use could she be..'

øùú Shandor says, 'Leave Ariea alone Isondil.'

øùú Calaryn looks at Isondil 'better hope Shandor or she didn’t hear that'

øùú Varadrion looks at Shandor and says "People say I'M evil and he wants to pitch your wifem"

øùú Ariea taps the hilt of her broadsword.

øùú Isondil grins at Ariea

øùú Shandor says, 'Well, technically, he is only talking about getting rid of her, I did try to kill her. Secondly, I'm going to use his head as a ball soon.'

øùú Cyria smiles, "Isondil, I hope you remember what happened to the barkeep a while back"

øùú Ariea grins at Cyria.

øùú Varadrion cringes at the thought

øùú Kalypse smiles

øùú Shandor states, 'I hope I do go evil again, it will give me a good excuse to kill people. Oh, and to wear that black cape again, that just made me look Evil.'

øùú Isondil groans and continues to walk on silently

øùú Ariea grins, 'Or a complete idiot.'

øùú Faelnon smiles, 'I'm voting for that one.'

øùú Varadrion smiles

øùú Kalypse grins 'I go with Ariea's idea'



øùú Echnaton needs only to see Faelnon’s face to start laughing

<@Shandor> OOC Oh come on, he's not that ugly! :P

<+Echnaton> ooc make that facial expression )

<+Cyria> OOChe's not? could have fooled me :P



<@Calaryn> ooc colm u brief

<@Shandor> OOC Okay, next time he says that I'm cutting out his tongue.

On second thought, removing his hands would probably be more effective.



øùú Kalypse asks 'err.. what about me? I use no weapons'

øùú Shandor says, 'Hit them with your good intentions.'



<@Shandor> OOC Ariea grabs Cyria's hair and pulls at it while screaming 'You've got too much lipstick on! And your eye-liner is horrible!' P

<+Cyria> OOC: Cyria throws Ariea into the mud ring

<@Shandor> OOC Ariea is suddenly in a bathing suit that she can't explain.



øùú Calaryn jumps over Ariea trying to hold her down

øùú Cyria holds Ariea's hands to the ground

<@Shandor> OOC Meow!

<+Cyria> OOC Hiss!



<+Echnaton> ooc is Faelnon free meanwhile, or still dancing?

<@Shandor> OOC Yes, I think so.

<@Faelnon> OOC Unless I've gone to get tea...



<@Shandor> The Evil creature, still looking like Calaryn's sister, states, 'Are you just morons, or have you actually forgotten about me?'

<+Isondil> ooc morons

… He said it.



<+Isondil> ooc btw this is so bad just when I was getting to like Ariea she goes and dies



<+Varadrion> ooc don't think about it, you'll confuse yourself

I think he summed up Alternate Universe II quite well.



øùú Cyria punches a goblinoid in the face cracking its skull

<@Shandor> OOC heh, 'goblinoid'



<+Echnaton> Can we watch Shandor and Esal talk?

<+Varadrion> ooc cuz, u know, the 1000 or so creatures that wanna kill u won't mind, lol

<@Shandor> OOC Yeah, there is one over to the far right that is selling popcorn.



<+Varadrion> ooc Faelnon dead, Ariea dead, greeeeaaat....

<@Shandor> OOC Bwahahahaahahahahaa. No-one should have let me have god-like powers, y'know I'd just kill y'all.



øùú Enox says, 'A good meal sounds nice, I could eat a whole horse.' smiles

øùú Shandor says, 'Are you sure? I mean, a horse is bigger than you, it might make you explode.'



<+Cyria> ooc: end narration?

<@Shandor> Suddenly the platform gives way and the group plummet to their deaths. The End.

<+Cyria> lmao

<@Shandor> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' II Finale is Over, Go (judging by that ending) in Pieces <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<



And now, from #tildruin-rp:



<@Calaryn> Faendalos: wasn’t that a little to fast to catch a rabbit?

<+Kalypse> I think so..hehe

<+Kalypse> they are sooo quick

<@Shandor> He probably talked so much the rabbit tried to go tell him to shut up.

<+Kalypse> hehe

<+Varadrion> lol, nice Colm

øùú Shandor bows.





And presenting: What Shandor is really doing:



<+Faendalos> are we going to go to war or something?

<+Cyria> haven't you read the logs?

<+Varadrion> lmao

<+Faendalos> no

øùú Shandor grins evilly.

<+Faendalos> I haven't had the time

<@Shandor> Okay,

<@Shandor> yes we are going to war

<@Shandor> we are to rally the elves against the humans

<@Shandor> the dwarves have reluctantly agreed to help us

<+Faendalos> ok...

<@Calaryn> lol

<@Shandor> We intend to use a magic cannon to destroy the human section of Tildruin

<+Faendalos> when will this be?

<@Shandor> The trolls have already wiped out the ORcs

<+Faendalos> I wont agree to that

<@Shandor> but because they are so stupid, they dived into the ocean and drowned themselves

<+Faendalos> so is this like the end of Tildruin or something?

<@Shandor> Yeah, pretty much

<@Shandor> Shandor stole the power from the Nanjarii

<@Shandor> that's why no-one tries anything on him

<+Faendalos> how?

<+Faendalos> why?

<@Shandor> 'Cause he's evil, Duh.

are we going to kill shandor?

considering I am Shandor, no, duh.

why not

if he is evil why isn't everone else against you?

Mind-tricks

a bit like a jedi

what about me?

yes, you too

well that sux



08:20.24¯ <+Kalypse> pooh, you are not batman.. hehe

08:20.41¯ <@Shandor> I am, the caped avenger!

08:20.45¯ <@Shandor> To the bat-mobile!

08:20.59¯ <@Shandor> Nuh nah nah nah Batman! nuh nah nah nah Batman!

08:21.01¯ <@Shandor> Yes.

08:21.05¯ <+Cyria> Holy Quacking Ducks batman!

08:21.12¯ <+Varadrion> you all should be shot, lol

08:21.26¯ <@Shandor> lol



08:58.50¯ <@Shandor> He is busy becoming a god, call back later.



09:35.27¯ <@Shandor> Mother and child

09:35.35¯ <@Shandor> but there are 1000's of those pitter patter things

09:35.37¯ <@Shandor> go fight them

09:35.39¯ can child still be killed easily? i.e. dagger in throat?

09:35.54¯ <@Shandor> No, it is much bigger now, and flying about merrily slaughtering things

09:36.33¯ merrily slaughtering things, i like that

09:38.15¯ <+Kalypse> whats a pitter-patter creature?

09:38.23¯ pain in the ass

09:38.30¯ <@Shandor> Um, well, it is about the height of a human

09:38.35¯ <@Shandor> it has scales and claws

09:38.39¯ <@Shandor> a stone-like tail

09:38.43¯ <@Shandor> and sharp-as-hell teeth

09:39.26¯ thats a pitter-patter?

09:39.31¯ more like a boom-boom



09:56.01¯ let me live for a while, plz, i never ask for anything on the quest, but I don't wanna die, least not yet

09:56.18¯ <@Shandor> lmao

09:56.21¯ <@Shandor> Begging, I love it.

09:56.27¯ <+Cyria> lol