Session XIII - Sorrow's Encore

Organiser's Comment

First: Great session everybody. Good turn out, interesting plot, nice ending. Wonder what is going to happen in the next one? Um, well, tough, you'll just have to show up.

Next, a few points of interest:

~At the beginning of each session, instead of the random comment next to the 'Quest' III there will be the name of the session.

~If anyone gets what this session's title means, contact me and you'll get a cookie, and a special mention. (Here's a hint: look at the main page of the 'Quest' I)
Current mention-ee's who got a bag of cookies each:

Rue.
Mihndrid.

(Shandor died in a session called 'Sorrow's Song', hence the musical element of the encore, which kills the other half of the duet, Ariea. That's about it.)

Plot Summary

Faelnon and Isondil are healed from there slightly hard predicament. Now that he is no longer a statue, Faelnon is caught up on details and Ariea mentions "Kalrian", an old friend of theirs. They decide to pay a visit.

Soon after, they arrive at Kalrian's home, he welcomes the group warmly and they all devour their tea hungrily while discussing matters. The group are offered rooms which they gladly accept. Unfortunately for the group, Kalrian slipped something into the food and drink that renders the group asleep, unable to wake up. The group are chained up in the dungeon when they come around. They manage to break free with a bit of magic and decide to go discuss etiquette with Kalrian. The group leave, Faelnon leading, Ariea and Shandor at the back. The group continue when Shandor pauses, silently stopping Ariea as the others go on, he opens a door and leads Ariea up a set of stairs. The rest of the group, meanwhile, confront a bottomless pit. Faelnon steps closer to have a look at it when he is struck by a log held by two ropes. He falls into the pit only to land a few inches down. The illusion fades and the group can only continue.

Shandor and Ariea reach the rooftop where he silently pulls a sword on her.

The group head up a flight of stairs, only to arrive on the same floor that they left. A tad annoyed by these illusions now, they try a door, only to have it lead to pool of liquid, where the ceiling should be there is another pool upside down. They test the water to find it scorching hot. They realise that in all probability, this is another illusion too and dive into it - not to be burnt alive, but to pass easily across the pool and through the next door.

Ariea has been forced back to the edge of the roof by Shandor, who is still silent.

The group go through the doorway to appear on a platform in the middle of no-where being supported by nothing, all around, a storm rages. Kalrian is there, along with a dozen or so soldiers. The soldiers attack the group and after they are defeated, the group turn to Kalrian. Kalrian chuckles and mocks them for a while before wondering where Shandor and Ariea are, right before he disappears.

Ariea forgives Shandor as she sees it isn't him doing it, she takes a step off the castle, into darkness. Shandor is released from the Seventh's possession and collapses to the ground as Faelnon and the others arrive. Shandor silently gets to his feet and returns to the 'train. When Faelnon goes to his cabin later, he finds that Shandor is gone.

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

<@Shandor> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' III ~ Sorrow's Encore >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

<@Shandor> The day is late, the sun is quietly disappearing behind the horizon, giving way to the moon and the stars of the calm, clear night. The 'train is attempting to fit in with the scene by quietly rolling along a road crossing a few fields.

<@Shandor> Faelnon's cabin is a hub of excitement and interest. The spell Shandor was preparing to reverse Faelnon back into a living creature is nearly complete, despite a small hitch earlier in the day.

øùú Ariea says, 'Is it done?'

øùú Shandor nods, 'Yes.'

øùú Ariea asks, stepping away from the bubbling pot, 'Will it explode again?'

øùú Rue leans against a wall in the cabin, staring from Faelnon to Shandor, chewing her lip.

øùú Shandor says, 'Not likely.'

øùú Mihndrid sits quietly in her cabin, still trying to compose a new song.

øùú Tengu says, 'A fist of stone... Recently I considered this to be a compliment.'

øùú Isondil makes his way to Faelnon’s cabin

øùú Alril paces his cabin, thinking

øùú Mihndrid glances up at Alril from time to time, fingers plucking the strings on her lute as she strings the tune together.

øùú Isondil enters the cabin and looks around

øùú Alril turns to Mihndrid and says, "I like that"

øùú Mihndrid shrugs, but gives him a slight smile, "So do I, but I still need words for it."

øùú Rue looks up at Isondil, acknowledging his presence with a blink.

øùú Isondil says 'Is the potion nearly ready?

øùú Shandor says, 'Yes, come over here.'

øùú Alril , meanwhile, smiles, and turns back to look out of the window

øùú Isondil nods and says 'Your sure you've followed the instructions properly aren't you?'

øùú Shandor says, 'Well, considering the last attempted exploded, not really.'

øùú Isondil rolls his eyes and says 'Well let's hope you've got it right this time.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Hold still, and remember, if your arm dissolves, it isn't my fault.'

øùú Alril turns to Mihndrid and says "I'm off to see how the others are getting on - they are taking an awful long time"

øùú Shandor takes a small brush and dips it into the pot, he rubs the brush down Isondil's arm, ready to duck in case it does, indeed, explode.

øùú Mihndrid nods, "Alright."

øùú Isondil looks at his arm

<@Shandor> The arm begins to glow green for a few moments before it fades and reveals Isondil's arm, how it was.

øùú Rue steps closer, examining the arm.

øùú Shandor says, 'That was successful, good.'

øùú Alril leaves his and Mihndrid's cabin, and wonders up to Faelnon's.

øùú Isondil let's out a sigh of relief and moves his arm

øùú Ariea goes to point something out, 'Except for that, er... well, I'm sure it is nothing...'

øùú Ariea continues, 'Was your arm always that... did it always have that green tint to it?'

øùú Rue pokes the arm.

øùú Isondil looks down at his arm and shouts 'You idiot my arm is green!'

øùú Shandor looks at Ariea, she grins at him for a second before he nods slightly and says, 'Ariea, don't scare Isondil, I'm sure that'll wear off. It is barely noticeable...'

øùú Mihndrid hears Isondil's yell and grins to herself, thinking his green arm must look quite amusing.

øùú Tengu says, 'Hmm... Green suits you.'

øùú Rue smirks at Isondil, "Day-glow green could be your colour, you know?"

øùú Ariea grins.

øùú Isondil fumes and pulls his arm away before covering it with his cloak

øùú Shandor says, 'Anyway, now to reverse Faelnon.'

øùú Alril walks in, sees Isondil's rage, and promptly walks back out again

øùú Ariea asks, 'Shandor, do you remember what is nearby here?'

øùú Mihndrid puts her lute on the bed and shuffles into Faelnon's cabin, and says lightly, "Reverse him with the same stuff you used on Isondil? He'll look like an orc..."

øùú Shandor says, 'Nope.' as he carefully pours the potion over Faelnon.

øùú Isondil says angrily 'At least my whole body won't be green'

øùú Ariea grins, 'Actually, it doesn't go green.'

øùú Mihndrid smirks, "You can gloat over that, at least."

øùú Shandor says, 'It shouldn't go green... You only added that as an after thought, right? It doesn't really turn everything green?'

øùú Ariea grins, 'I guess you'll just have to find out.'

øùú Isondil glares at Ariea

<@Shandor> Like Isondil's arm, Faelnon glows briefly before a second before fading back into a living creature.

øùú Alril goes and lies on his bed in the now empty cabin

øùú Faelnon blurts out, 'Most interesting.'

øùú Shandor looks at Faelnon, a non-green Faelnon.

øùú Faelnon looks around, rather confused, 'Could someone explain what is going on?'

øùú Mihndrid laughs as Faelnon wakes up, "Interesting? You made a very nice garden ornament, I think."

øùú Faelnon rubs his head, 'I... what?'

øùú Shandor says, 'You were turned to stone-'

øùú Ariea smiles, 'We tried to sell you-'

øùú Tengu says, 'You were a monument to yourself.'

øùú Shandor says, 'No-one would give us anything for you.'

øùú Mihndrid says, "They said we'd have to chisel the nose a bit smaller."

øùú Ariea says, 'Shandor, that's not true, there was that one four-year old who was going to give you his sandwich for Faelnon.'

øùú Isondil examines Faelnon closely

øùú Shandor says, 'Oh yes.'

øùú Mihndrid pats Faelnon on the shoulder and says, "We're only kidding, just be glad you're not fossilized anymore."

øùú Faelnon continues to rub his head, 'I... what? Stone... huh?'

øùú Rue smiles at Faelnon. "Welcome back."

øùú Shandor grins, 'This is so much fun.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Er... thank you?'

øùú Ariea says, 'And we found some nice documents for you to study, and a journal. Oh, speaking of, while you were incapacitated, I read yours - taking down a dragon single handed, eh Faelnon?'

øùú Mihndrid grins.

øùú Rue giggles.

øùú Faelnon looks horrified, 'I-I-I...'

øùú Faelnon says, 'I never wrote that!'

øùú Tengu says, 'A good group always acts as one.'

øùú Isondil gets up and heads back to his cabin to sulk

øùú Ariea says, 'Oh... well, it says it now.'

øùú Mihndrid follows after Isondil and says, "Hey, wait a minute."

øùú Faelnon glares at Ariea.

øùú Isondil turns and says 'Yes?'

øùú Rue holds back another laugh.

øùú Alril , in the room, is humming Mihndrid’s melody over and over, and, despite all the noise from Faelnon's cabin, drifts into asleep

øùú Mihndrid pulls out a small box from her pocket and hands it to him, "I usually use this cream for my nose, but coat it on your arm and it'll look a bit more tan. Temporary fix?"

øùú Isondil smiles and says politely 'Thank you Mihndrid.’ before returning to his cabin

øùú Ariea grins and changes the subject, 'And now we are on our way to Kalrian's fort.'

øùú Shandor looks at Ariea, 'Wha-huh?'

øùú Mihndrid blinks, and looks back at Ariea, "Where...?"

øùú Isondil enter his cabin and takes out the cream and applies it to his arm

øùú Ariea says, 'That's what I was trying to tell you. We've been here before, about ten years ago, we were trying to track down Nomyn.'

øùú Rue looks at Ariea with interest.

øùú Shandor thinks for a moment, 'Oh yes, him. Nice chap, although, we didn't find Nomyn for another few weeks...'

øùú Ariea says, 'I figure we could stay there for a night and relax, and perhaps get a good meal.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'And perhaps you can spend the day explaining just what in Tarkna is going on?'

øùú Rue says, "Mmmm...quality cooking. The stash I hide in my room the save me from eating Ariea's cooking is running low...Oops. Did I say that out loud?"

øùú Rue chuckles.

øùú Mihndrid smirks.

øùú Ariea smiles at Rue.

øùú Shandor says, 'You don't want to make Ariea vengeful...'

øùú Shandor says, 'Alright, well, how long will it take for us to get to Kalrian?'

øùú Ariea says, 'How, exactly, would I know? Probably a few hours.'

øùú Isondil finishes applying the cream to his arm before covering it and heading towards Mihndrid’s cabin to leave it off

øùú Shandor says, 'Faelnon, while you are still in your confused, nearly-comatose state, I feel that I may have the upper hand during a conversation, so there is something I wish to discuss.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Er, okay?'

øùú Rue gestures to Shandor, "Discuss away?"

øùú Shandor says, 'In that second palace we found odd stone people. Stone people that wondered about and tried to hit other people. In the first palace, well, technically, in the nearby tower, the stone walls seemed to be alive, could there be a reason for it?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Er, yes, people love stone people. I don't know, and my word I have never been more hungry in my life.'

øùú Ariea grins, 'Okay, I'll go cook you something.'

øùú Faelnon quickly says, 'Did I say hungry? I meant.... er... mungry. It is a medical term, it means, completely not hungry.'

øùú Rue sneaks Faelnon an apple behind her back.

øùú Faelnon silently thanks Rue.

øùú Ariea rolls her eyes before moving off to tell the drivers where they are now going.

øùú Isondil leaves the cream in Mihndrid's room before making his way back to his cabin

øùú Rue yawns and plops down on Faelnon's bed.

øùú Rue pokes...something.

øùú Tengu stands up and smoothes out his robes, 'A few hours... I'll be in my cabin if needed.'

øùú Tengu bows and leaves.

øùú Shandor nods.

<@Shandor> The 'train reaches the fort just after midnight. The fort is roughly just a cube, with several windows on each side. The roof has a few battlements and an access hatch. Down on ground level, there is only one entrance in, a large drawbridge over to a trellis, beyond that is the main hall, no courtyard.

øùú Shandor looks at the fort, unsure of how to introduce themselves.

øùú Isondil washes of the cream on his arm to reveal his old normal coloured arm

øùú Rue gets up onto the roof of the train and stares at the fort.

øùú Ariea says, 'Do we just shout at it to open up?'

øùú Isondil scrambles onto the roof of his cabin and examines the fort

øùú Shandor climbs to the roof, 'Maybe he is watching us.'

øùú Ariea says, 'If he was watching us, he'd have opened up by now.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Ariea, you and I both know, if anyone saw us lot approaching, they'd get some molten lead.'

øùú Isondil sees Rue and makes his way over the roof of his cabin towards her

øùú Tengu catches hold of the roof edge and looks at the fort.

øùú Rue turns around and nods at Isondil. "I see your arm has generally returned to normal?"

<@Shandor> A voice calls from the fort, 'Who goes there?'

øùú Shandor recognises it, 'Master Kalrian, it is Shandor.'

øùú Kalrian peaks out of the window, 'Shandor? Shandor! Good to see you, and you bring friends.'

øùú Isondil goes slightly red faced and replies coldly 'It would seem that way'

<@Shandor> Shortly after, the drawbridge is gently lowered over a small moat. Standing behind the trellis is a tall silhouette, highlighted by the torches in the hall behind.

øùú Rue laughs. "Don't get overly sensitive on me. I'm sure that everyone has their...green moments."

øùú Shandor gets off the 'train and crosses the drawbridge.

øùú Rue 's attention goes to the shadow

øùú Isondil rolls his eyes and notices Shandor jump off the train

<@Shandor> Seeing that it is Shandor, Kalrian raises the trellis, 'Welcome old friend!'

øùú Shandor smiles, 'Kalrian, always a pleasure.'

øùú Rue slinks down off of the train and leans against it, watching Kalrian and Shandor.

øùú Ariea smiles and waves at Kalrian as she gets off the 'train.

øùú Faelnon clambers off the 'train and moves towards the fort.

øùú Kalrian steps aside to allow them entrance.

øùú Isondil sees the man greet Shandor and jumps of the train

øùú Shandor goes inside, 'I hate to seem pushy, but is there any food about? We're starving...'

øùú Tengu disembarks and comes closer.

øùú Kalrian grins, 'Ariea still cooking, eh?'

øùú Ariea calls, 'I heard that!'

øùú Rue follows the group

øùú Isondil follows Rue at a distance

øùú Kalrian says, 'Follow me to the dining room, and I will go sort some out for you.'

øùú Shandor follows Kalrian along.

øùú Isondil continues to follow slowly

øùú Ariea follows quickly to get out of the night air.

øùú Faelnon follows at the prospect of food.

øùú Rue is still following the group.

øùú Kalrian pushes open the door to the dining room.

<@Shandor> The dining room is quite plain, save some intricate stone arches that compose the ceiling. It has a single long oak table with matching chairs lining it.

øùú Kalrian says, 'Please sit down, I'll be right back.'

øùú Rue takes a seat.

øùú Tengu waits for other to take seats.

øùú Shandor sits himself down and takes a brief look at the arches.

øùú Faelnon slides down onto a chair.

øùú Isondil reaches the doorway of the dining room and takes a seat

øùú Kalrian goes out through one door and closes it.

øùú Tengu sets himself on the seat.

øùú Rue tilts her chair back and looks at the ceiling.

øùú Ariea sits down, 'Hasn't changed a bit.'

øùú Ariea adds, 'I think it could do with a coat of paint, or a few rugs here and there, though.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Perhaps.'

<@Shandor> A young lady comes through the door that Kalrian went through. She carries a tray with tea cups and a pot of steaming hot tea, 'Food will follow shortly,' she says as she sets the tray down, 'Help yourself. Kalrian has gone off to prepare your rooms, assuming you are staying tonight?'

øùú Shandor nods, 'Thank you.'

øùú Shandor pours himself a cup.

øùú Rue 's eyes light up at the thought of a comfortable bed.

øùú Isondil moves over and picks up a cup and waits for Shandor to finish

øùú Tengu slightly bows and takes a cup.

øùú Faelnon is more hungry than thirsty. And it isn't only because he didn't particularly care for the tea last time.

øùú Shandor leans back into his seat and takes a sip.

øùú Ariea gets herself a cup of tea before sitting down again.

øùú Isondil pours himself a cup of tea and returns to his seat

øùú Isondil sits his cup on the table and waits for the food to arrive

<@Shandor> The young lady returns with a tray of bread, ham, cheeses and some fruit and vegetables. She smiles politely, setting the tray down, and leaves the room.

øùú Tengu fills his cup with tea and sits down.

øùú Faelnon constructs himself a sandwich.

øùú Shandor says, 'She was more chatty last time we were here.'

øùú Tengu takes nothing of the food, just sipping tea.

øùú Rue takes a pear and some bread a slightly nibbles on both.

øùú Ariea says, 'It is midnight, she is probably dying to get to bed.'

øùú Isondil leans over and makes himself a sandwich consisting of some ham and cheese

øùú Shandor shrugs before he makes a sandwich.

øùú Ariea grabs an apple.

øùú Isondil takes a sip of his tea before taking a large bite out of his sandwich

øùú Kalrian reappears through the door the group came through, 'Well, your rooms are set up, when you finish eating I can show you to them.'

øùú Kalrian takes a seat and pours himself a cup, 'I've heard rumblings that the world is in a lot of trouble.'

øùú Isondil finishes his sandwich and takes another sip of his tea

øùú Shandor nods sadly, 'Yes, several cities have been destroyed, Borwin, Viirnial-'

øùú Kalrian adds, 'Muthrid also.'

øùú Shandor looks at Kalrian, 'That's impossible, we were just there.'

øùú Isondil closes his eyes at the mention of Viirnial

øùú Tengu looks through the steam from his cup and smiles slightly at something.

øùú Kalrian says, 'It happened about three days ago, in the dead of night.'

øùú Rue sighs and crosses her arms.

øùú Shandor states, 'Right after we left.'

øùú Faelnon looks away from the people towards one of the walls thinking about how cowardly they fled from the city from a bunch of assassins.

øùú Rue pats Faelnon on the shoulder.

øùú Kalrian doesn't say anything else as he finishes his tea.

øùú Isondil finishes his tea and wipes a tear from his eye quickly

øùú Faelnon looks at Rue and nods before taking a sip from his tea.

øùú Tengu recites, 'Coated with mist, the weary skies whisper'

øùú Tengu recites, 'Of the forthcoming End. No hope for living.'

øùú Tengu recites, 'Drinking tea - what business is wiser?'

øùú Kalrian tries to move to a different topic, 'So, would you like me to show you to your rooms?'

øùú Faelnon immediately stands up.

øùú Isondil sighs and stands up nodding his agreement

øùú Shandor hears Tengu's "No hope for living." and seems in rather a hurry to move on.

øùú Ariea nods to Kalrian, 'Yes please.'

øùú Rue pushes her chair back and stands. She nods, and then raises her arms up in a stretch and yawns.

øùú Kalrian goes out of the dining room and beckons the others to follow.

øùú Tengu stands up not saying any more word.

øùú Isondil follows quietly looking downcast

øùú Kalrian directs the group up a flight of stairs to a long corridor, 'Okay, your rooms are along this corridor.'

øùú Shandor enters a room and slumps down on the bed.

øùú Rue enters a room and stares at its fixings quietly.

øùú Isondil enters the room at the end of the corridor and closes the door behind himself quickly

øùú Tengu slowly enters his room and closes the door.

øùú Rue sinks into a chair and sighs.

øùú Faelnon goes into his room silently thinking about the latest destruction of a city.

<@Shandor> The moment the group fall asleep, the enchantment on the food and drink begins to work, temporarily preventing the group from hearing, or feeling, anything.

<@Shandor> Figures clad in dark armour go into the rooms and place shackles on the group, before they bring them down into the cellar-turned-jail, they chain the group together to the wall.

<@Shandor> Still in the dark of night, the effect wears off and the group awaken.

øùú Shandor groans and asks, 'Kalrian wasn't a prankster, was he?'

øùú Rue blinks awake and shifts slightly. She hears the jingle of chains and looks down. "Wha-?"

øùú Ariea says, looking around, 'I don't think so.'

øùú Tengu tries to move his hands, 'Perhaps he is. Wasn't using lethal poison easier?'

<@Shandor> Kalrian enters a small room on the other side of the fort. It is a plain room with one thin marble table against the far wall. On the table are seven golden dragon statues. He stands and rubs his forefinger on the middle one before stating, 'My part's done. They are all yours.'

øùú Isondil looks around and sees he's in chains and mumbles 'First a green arm and then I get kidnapped.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Perhaps so, still, I don't like this.'

øùú Shandor turns to Isondil, 'Yes, boo-hoo, everything bad in the world happens to you...'

øùú Faelnon asks, 'Has anyone got an idea?'

øùú Tengu smiles a strange smile, looking nowhere.

øùú Shandor says, 'Where are the weapons?'

øùú Isondil grumbles at Shandor's comment

øùú Rue 's eyes widen when she sees the statues. "I'd say run, but..." she raises her arms up to present a chain.

øùú Faelnon looks about for a moment before he says, 'Over in that corner.'

øùú Shandor says, 'Okay, I have an idea.'

øùú Shandor explains, 'I remember a small telekinetic spell, if I can get a weapon over to one of you, you can cut the chains and we can get free.'

øùú Isondil nods

øùú Rue nods. "Good idea."

øùú Shandor begins the incantation. A small short sword is lifted into the air. It floats quite calmly over to Rue.

øùú Rue takes the sword and looks over at Shandor with a small nod.

øùú Rue swings the sword at the chains that hold the group captive.

øùú Shandor stops chanting and sighs.

øùú Isondil looks around waiting for Rue to reach him

øùú Rue watches as the chains that held her snap. She then runs along, freeing each member of the group.

øùú Shandor rubs his wrists, 'Good to be free.'

øùú Rue looks at the sword. "That worked out strangely well..." she comments.

øùú Faelnon nods, 'Very good.'

øùú Isondil mumbles a thanks as Rue breaks the chains holding him

øùú Tengu sits still not showing any interest until his chains suddenly broke.

øùú Ariea says, 'Let's get out of here and pull a prank on the prankster who thought this was terribly amusing.'

øùú Rue goes to the pile of weapons and replaces the short sword with her long sword.

øùú Shandor goes over to the pile and gets his weapons.

øùú Ariea picks up her broadsword.

øùú Isondil walks over and picks up his longbow and quiver before picking up his rapier

øùú Faelnon lifts his staff up.

øùú Faelnon points to the door, 'Shall we?'

øùú Isondil pulls his longbow and quiver over his shoulder

øùú Tengu picks his staff with blank face.

øùú Rue nods.

øùú Faelnon takes the lead and begins down the corridor.

øùú Isondil says 'Ready when you are'

øùú Rue follows behind Faelnon, sword in hand.

øùú Faelnon takes the lead and begins down one of the corridors.

øùú Isondil follows Faelnon rapier still in hand

øùú Varadrion draws his sword and follows closely

øùú Tengu follows to the right and some distance behind.

øùú Mihndrid skitters after the group, her flute gripped tightly in one hand.

øùú Shandor and Ariea go last.

øùú Faelnon moves down the corridor quickly.

øùú Varadrion follows quickly

øùú Isondil quickens his pace after Faelnon

øùú Shandor quietly and discreetly pauses in mid-stride and stops Ariea. He silently points to a small door, making sure the rest of the group don't notice or see them stop.

øùú Faelnon goes around the corner of the corridor.

øùú Varadrion peeks around the corner and follows Faelnon

øùú Shandor quietly opens the door, it reveals stairs upwards.

øùú Isondil follows Varadrion quickly

øùú Ariea curiously steps onto the steps, she guesses it is a plan Shandor and Faelnon agreed on.

øùú Faelnon looks about the corridor, 'Looks rather the same, I just hope there are stairs or something.'

øùú Faelnon adds, 'Perhaps a big sign?'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon and says "You have any idea where we're going?

øùú Mihndrid smirks, "Yes, and while they're add it, we can have an escort."

øùú Faelnon says, 'You'll have to suggest that.'

øùú Shandor follows Ariea up silently.

øùú Mihndrid says, "I'll submit a memo."

øùú Faelnon enters a wide hallway, at the opposite end there are several soldiers, clad in black armour, 'Hi guys.'

øùú Isondil sees the soldiers and replaces his rapier and takes out his bow

øùú Mihndrid comes around the corner after them and puts her flute to her lips.

øùú Faelnon gets ready to fight.

øùú Ariea reaches the top of the stairs and pushes on the door, it leads out onto the roof.

øùú Mihndrid doesn't wait for them to make a move and starts playing a soft, melodious tune that wavers through the air.

øùú Shandor continues in silence.

øùú Varadrion steps up beside Faelnon

øùú Faelnon seems interested in what Mihndrid is doing, and hovers, ready to strike if any of the soldiers attack.

øùú Ariea says, 'Shandor, what are we doing? Not that it isn't a very pretty night, but I don't really think it is the time.'

øùú Mihndrid continues the song, the tune like a pulse.

øùú Faelnon notes that the soldiers aren't moving at all. He creeps up to one and smacks him over the head with the staff.

øùú Ariea listens to the silence for a few moments before she turns around, 'Shandor what-' She pauses suddenly.

øùú Shandor looks at Ariea coldly as he slowly swings his sword and lands it just in front of her throat.

øùú Faelnon shrugs and hits another one, 'Nice music.'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon

øùú Ariea sighs, 'Shandor, why am I getting the sudden suspicion that this isn't a patented Faelnon and Shandor plan?' She smiles for a moment, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

øùú Isondil takes out an arrow and fits it onto the string and fires it at a soldier just standing there

øùú Mihndrid smirks to herself, fingers flowing over the instrument.

øùú Faelnon thinks this seems rather cowardly, but he continues to knock them to the ground.

øùú Varadrion steps up behind one of the soldiers and cuts him down

øùú Isondil sees that there is no point and walks up and punches a soldier in the face knocking him out

øùú Faelnon looks around at the corpses, or unconscious forms of the soldiers, 'Well, that was fun.'

øùú Mihndrid stops playing, seeing as they're all now rather permanently immobile.

øùú Tengu lands a blow on soldier's helm, making a loud noise.

øùú Varadrion kicks one for the hell of it "That was pointless"

øùú Faelnon shrugs, 'Well, onwards then.'

øùú Mihndrid rolls her eyes, "Fine then, I'll hang here while you get do some real 'manly' fighting."

øùú Faelnon opens a door, it leads to a pit a hundred meters down.

øùú Isondil nods and walks on

øùú Varadrion looks down and says "Any bright ideas? I think that’s a bit too far to jump"

øùú Faelnon looks down, 'I didn't think that was there last time.'

<@Narrator> There is a sudden whistling noise as a large log swings from the ceiling, striking Faelnon in the back and sending him flying down into the pit.

øùú Mihndrid shrugs. "Well I have a solution, but of course its much harder to jump, so that's more preferable, isn't it?"

øùú Mihndrid looks down at Faelnon is hit, "Yes, I'll bet he's having a jolly time."

øùú Faelnon yelps, but lands less than a meter down. He looks about, 'That's odd.'

øùú Faelnon rubs his back, but doesn't feel any pain.

øùú Faelnon says, 'Well, that was... er, fun?'

øùú Tengu comes closer to the door, keeping aside from the log, and looks down.

øùú Varadrion looks down at Faelnon

øùú Isondil looks after Faelnon

øùú Faelnon gets to his feet and carefully walks across the pit until he is on the other side, 'Even more fun.'

øùú Varadrion calls down to Faelnon "What now?"

øùú Mihndrid looks behind her, "Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt your air walking, but where's Shandor and Ariea?"

øùú Faelnon looks about, 'Hmm, I don't know.'

øùú Faelnon thinks for a moment, 'Probably off hatching a plan to get to Kalrian first...'

øùú Faelnon goes to the door at the other side of the room and goes through it. He heads to the end of the next corridor and opens another door, it leads to a 'L' shaped corridor.

øùú Varadrion follows Faelnon

øùú Isondil follows Varadrion

øùú Mihndrid goes after the group, twirling her flute in her hands.

øùú Tengu looks down for a moment then proceeds forth resolutely.

øùú Faelnon goes around the corridor quickly and through the next door, it leads to a flight of steps upwards.

øùú Faelnon heads up them, peaking out a window to see the ground several metres below.

øùú Isondil goes round the corner and makes his way up a flight of stairs

øùú Mihndrid jogs to keep up with them, her short gnomish legs obviously carrying her at a slower pace.

øùú Faelnon heads through the door and sees that the corridor he has just entered is scarily familiar to one a few corridors back. He moves over to the nearest window and looks out, he is on the ground floor again.

øùú Varadrion continues to follow

øùú Faelnon complains, 'Now that is just eerie.'

øùú Mihndrid pants, stopping as she catches up, "Are we -lost-?"

øùú Faelnon opens another door, it leads to a swimming pool that covers the width of the room, 'This wasn't here either.'

øùú Varadrion says "Of course"

øùú Faelnon touches the water with his foot, it starts to fizzle and smoke. He jumps backwards, 'Er... I hate to seem rude, but OW!-' He launches into a series of elven curses.

øùú Isondil sighs and says 'Nice very charming'

øùú Mihndrid leans down and looks at the water, not being able to speak elven anyway, "It's burning hot, but there isn't any steam."

øùú Faelnon backs through the door, to find himself in the same room, 'Ah, slight technical hitch.'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon and asks "What exactly are we looking for?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'An exit, or a Kalrian to stick in that water.'

øùú Varadrion says "do we have any idea where either is?"

øùú Isondil says 'Anyone have an idea how to get out?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'If we did, why do you think we'd be trapped in two rooms of swimming pools with boiling liquid?'

øùú Mihndrid says quietly, "You'd assume they wouldn't put an exit, since this seems like a trap, or an endless maze."

øùú Tengu says, 'I thing we only know where they aren't'

øùú Faelnon looks up at the ceiling, to see another room, identical to this, like a mirror, but more real.

øùú Isondil sighs and says 'You’re just angry cause you burnt your toe'

øùú Faelnon says, 'I think Kalrian has been doing some home improvements.'

øùú Mihndrid looks up to see what Faelnon is staring at.

øùú Isondil gazes upward

øùú Mihndrid says, "Either that or his decorator went psycho."

øùú Faelnon can't help but smile slightly.

øùú Mihndrid smirks, "You never know."

øùú Faelnon says, 'I've been meaning to ask you what exactly is your problem with Ariea...'

øùú Mihndrid takes a small, polished stone from her pocket and tosses it up at the ceiling, wondering what might happen.

øùú Faelnon grins and suggests, 'She is more of a woman than you are, and you're now jealous?'

<@Shandor> The stone disappears for a second before landing on Mihndrid's head.

øùú Isondil says 'A solid suggestion stone boy'

øùú Mihndrid lets out a muffled cry, and rubs her head where it hit.

øùú Mihndrid says, "Did you guys see that ?"

øùú Varadrion looks up

øùú Varadrion nods

øùú Faelnon nods to Mihndrid.

øùú Isondil looks up and says 'Mihndrid, are you ok?'

øùú Mihndrid says absently, looking upwards, "Yeah, fine...but.."

øùú Mihndrid experimentally tosses the stone up again, watching a bit more closely.

øùú Faelnon looks at the original pool. He thinks; the pit wasn't real, most of the things they have encountered have been illusions. There is a pool on the ceiling, but it doesn't fall down on us, and it isn't a mirror, thus, it, too is an illusion. And if it is boiling water, why is there no steam?

<@Faelnon> The stone again disappears, this time it falls from where the ceiling should be and hits the floor.

øùú Varadrion looks confused

øùú Mihndrid picks the stone up off the ground and looks at Faelnon, since he seems to be considering.

øùú Faelnon steps into the liquid, it doesn't burn him.

øùú Faelnon continues to wade across the pool until he reaches the other side.

øùú Varadrion follows Faelnon cautiously

øùú Faelnon comments, 'That was easy.'

øùú Mihndrid pockets her shiny stone and dubiously follows after them.

øùú Isondil follows Mihndrid quickly

øùú Tengu hems and follows.

øùú Faelnon goes through the next door.

øùú Mihndrid climbs out of the pool on the other side, it being a bit harder due to her height, and waits for Tengu and Isondil.

øùú Faelnon takes a few steps into the next room.

øùú Isondil climbs out after Mihndrid and waits for Tengu

øùú Tengu climbs out next, 'Don’t like illusions.'

øùú Mihndrid follows Faelnon through the door.

øùú Varadrion continues to follow Faelnon

<@Shandor> Once all of the group are through, the door slams shut and disappears. The next room appears to be just a black platform, there are no walls, or a ceiling. All around there are storm clouds cackling.

øùú Faelnon says, 'Now this is just getting implausible.'

øùú Isondil say's 'This looks promising'

øùú Mihndrid blinks, "Don't like illusions? Back in ironic land..."

øùú Kalrian says, 'No, this is just getting interesting.'

<@Shandor> Kalrian, and a dozen other soldiers have appeared at the other end of the platform.

øùú Isondil takes out his bow and fits an arrow unto the string

øùú Mihndrid grips her flute, looking across the darkness at the group.

øùú Varadrion draws his sword again

øùú Faelnon gets ready to fight.

øùú Tengu says, 'Are these ones real? On the other hand - who cares...'

øùú Isondil fires an arrow at one of the soldiers

<@Shandor> The soldiers charge at the group.

øùú Isondil fires at another soldier as the first one falls to the ground

øùú Faelnon sweeps his staff along just above the ground, tripping one up.

øùú Mihndrid puts the flute to her lips and blows out a quiet, yet sharp tune, which unlike the last one, seems to whip through the air.

øùú Tengu makes a short spin with his staff, grabbing his ready for battle.

øùú Isondil continues to fire arrows into the soldiers

øùú Faelnon swings his staff around, striking a soldier behind him in the stomach.

øùú Mihndrid looks up into the darkness, fingers flowing over the instrument, and a bolt of lightning snakes from the shadows and strikes one of the soldiers.

øùú Varadrion blocks an attack from a soldier and begins a small one on one battle

øùú Faelnon hadn't intended on doing that. He turns around, 'Sorry about that.' He then swings the staff up and strikes the bent-over soldier in the face.

øùú Isondil stabs a soldier in the neck with his arrow before firing it at the soldier behind him hitting him in the neck also

øùú Faelnon ducks a swing from the soldier and spins the staff around, striking said soldier in the face.

øùú Tengu leaps forth making a sweep strike upon landing.

øùú Mihndrid stops playing the flute, which has grown quite hot out of its use, and steps back out of the way.

øùú Varadrion stabs the soldier in the chest, and after kicking him off his sword, continues to fight

øùú Isondil backs away from the soldiers and backs into Mihndird

øùú Faelnon sets one end of the staff on the ground. As a soldier approaches from either side, he spins it sideways, striking both.

øùú Mihndrid stumbles backwards, almost falling off of the platform due to Isondil's height and weight in comparison to hers, but she manages to get back on her feet.

øùú Isondil turns and grabs Mihndrid and says 'Sorry'

øùú Faelnon uses the end of his staff as a ram to send one of the soldiers off the platform.

øùú Tengu makes a series of blows, turns around and makes a pounding strike behind his back.

øùú Varadrion stabs another soldier, while kicking another in the face sharply

øùú Mihndrid shrugs and looks past him to the fight.

øùú Isondil ducks as a soldier tries to hack his head off

øùú Faelnon strikes the soldier attacking Isondil on the back of his legs, causing him to momentarily waver in his actions.

øùú Isondil drops his bow and punches the soldier in the stomach

øùú Tengu parries a few blows and steps back expectantly.

øùú Faelnon shoves another soldier, who was trying to find his target, off the platform.

øùú Isondil says 'Thanks Faelnon'

øùú Varadrion has his sword kicked out of his hand, so he draws two daggers and continues to fight

øùú Faelnon nods, ''Welcome.'

øùú Mihndrid resists hypnotizing the lot, but she's well aware of how much they all love fighting.

øùú Isondil picks up his bow and puts it around his shoulder and draws his rapier

øùú Faelnon is knocked to the ground by one soldier as another goes to remove his head.

øùú Mihndrid decides they can whine later, since this in itself seems rather pointless. Putting the flute to her lips, she blows out the same, pulsing tune as before, which seems to hum through the endless darkness.

øùú Isondil kicks the soldier who knocked Faelnon off the ground off the platform and stabs the other with his rapier

øùú Tengu suddenly tosses the staff at two approaching soldiers, turns a somersault while their attention is distracted and kicks them with both legs.

øùú Varadrion throws a dagger into the back of one of the soldiers above Faelnon

øùú Kalrian looks at Mihndrid, he mutters, 'Not now, little girl.' He tries to lift her up with a spell.

øùú Faelnon gets to his feet quickly, 'Thanks.'

øùú Tengu catches his staff before it touches the floor and turns around, looking for new opponents.

øùú Varadrion throws a dagger at Kalrian

øùú Mihndrid looks infuriated at being called 'little', considering she's a very well-to-do in age. Fuelled by this thought, her fingers fly faster then ever, despite her feet beginning to leave the ground.

øùú Kalrian stops the dagger in midair, releasing Mihndrid.

øùú Isondil says 'Welcome' and sees Kalrian saying a spell and fires an arrow at him

øùú Faelnon calls for everyone to stop.

øùú Kalrian , like the dagger, stops the arrow in midair.

øùú Varadrion picks up his sword and stands

øùú Mihndrid is unharmed as she drops to the ground, only being a few inches up in the air.

øùú Kalrian surveys the group.

øùú Isondil sighs and says 'Why cant you let it hit you and be a nice little bad guy?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'I believe that is an oxymoron.'

øùú Kalrian smirks before saying, 'Kalrian was so much fun.'

øùú Faelnon turns to Kalrian suddenly.

øùú Varadrion raises an eyebrow.

øùú Kalrian grins and begins making mocking actions, 'Shandor? Is that you? Oh it is so good to see you. Shandor, why do you have that sword? Shandor what are you doing? Blurh, geah, argh, ah!' He begins making mock death noises as he falls to the ground.

øùú Mihndrid stops playing, watching quietly from the other end of the platform.

øùú Kalrian cackles and stands up, 'Ah, fun times.'

øùú Tengu says, 'Now I see... The masks again.'

øùú Faelnon closes his eyes for a moment, trying to push down the thoughts about killing It for the death of Kalrian. He asks, 'What was the point, though? Of dragging us here?'

øùú Mihndrid blinks, saying in a quiet yet inquisitive tone, "Masks...?"

øùú Kalrian , again smirks, 'Why don't you ask Shandor and Ariea?'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon, confused

øùú Faelnon barks, 'What did you do to them?'

øùú Kalrian grins, 'Correction What is he going to do to her?'

øùú Faelnon growls and swings a fist at Kalrian.

øùú Isondil whispers to Varadrion 'is that the seventh?'

øùú Mihndrid sighs, she knew they should have gone back to look for them.

<@Shandor> As the fist approaches, Kalrian is engulfed in flame and disappears. The illusions break down, they leave the group standing in a large, plain, hall, quite close to the dungeons.

øùú Faelnon quickly says, 'That wasn't the Seventh.'

øùú Faelnon moves away, trying to retrace the steps they took, although, that is a more complex matter now that there are no illusions.

øùú Isondil looks around blinking and says 'Ok'

øùú Ariea is forced to back towards the each of the fort as Shandor follows, sword aimed across her throat.

øùú Varadrion rubs his arm "Awfully real for mere illusions"

øùú Shandor 's mind is reeling, he is trying to move the sword away, but something is keeping it where it is. He knows what he is doing, but can't change it, it feels like there is a serpent crushing him. 'Hi,' the serpent says in his mind, 'I hope you like the memories you'll have from this night.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Indeed, let's hurry, we can discuss this later.'

øùú Ariea is at the edge now, she looks down at the pitch blackness down below. She looks at Shandor, her face paled in the bright moonlight.

øùú Isondil says 'Hurry where we're lost'

øùú Varadrion says to Faelnon "Lead the way"

øùú Shandor presses the sword against her throat. The sword wavers for a moment. 'Nice attempt Shandor, really. But I am much too powerful for you to be able to stop me.'

øùú Tengu says, 'Fighting shadows again... This.. man spoke of Shandor. We should find him.'

øùú Faelnon heads down a corridor trying to retrace his steps as best he can, desperately hoping the other two are alright.

øùú Tengu rushes after Faelnon.

øùú Faelnon retraces the path the group took until he comes across an open, but previously closed, door.

øùú Isondil follows Faelnon quickly

øùú Faelnon heads up the steps with a note of urgency.

øùú Ariea looks at Shandor for a long moment, peering into his cold sea-blue eyes. She sees the struggle inside of him. As a pearly tear forms and rolls down her pale cheek, illuminated by the soft moonlight, she says, 'Shandor, I forgive you.'

øùú Varadrion follows Faelnon

øùú Faelnon reaches the top and gets onto the roof. Shandor and Ariea are on the other side.

øùú Isondil begins to run after Faelnon

øùú Ariea closes her eyes and chooses to let go. She falls backwards, over the edge of the fort and into the darkness.

øùú Shandor stares for a long moment at where Ariea had stood. 'She forgave me? Phew, I was worried about a guilty conscience for a moment.' The serpent cackles. 'Shandor, have a good life. Or rather, a good month.'

øùú Shandor collapses to the ground as It leaves his mind.

øùú Isondil reaches the roof in time to see Ariea fall

øùú Shandor continues to stare blankly forward on the ground.

øùú Faelnon crouches down beside him.

øùú Shandor remains silent.

øùú Varadrion stands behind Shandor and Faelnon, silently

øùú Mihndrid just stares in a stunned silence.

øùú Tengu comes to the very edge and peers down not saying a word.

øùú Isondil sits down shocked

øùú Shandor quietly climbs to his feet, leaving the sword on the ground. He passes the group without a look, and with out a word, and sets down the stairs.

øùú Faelnon goes to follow Shandor, but pauses.

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon with sad eyes

øùú Mihndrid goes to the edge and plays a quick, soothing melody, as if mourning her death

øùú Varadrion kneels at the edge of the drop, and mutters something in elven

øùú Mihndrid spins on her heel and starts after the group.

øùú Isondil peers over the edge of the fort

øùú Faelnon slowly goes down the steps.

øùú Varadrion follows Faelnon quietly

øùú Shandor silently returns to his cabin. He closes the door and shuts the window.

øùú Tengu turns back and follows last.

øùú Mihndrid proceeds down the stairs, glancing behind her without turning her head every once and a while.

øùú Faelnon returns to the 'train.

øùú Isondil walks down the steps slowly

øùú Mihndrid follows Faelnon outside to the train, and stands staring up at the sky for a moment.

øùú Tengu descends the stairs and boards the train, still silent.

øùú Mihndrid looks back to the ground and shuffles over to the train, climbing aboard.

øùú Varadrion looks around before quietly boarding the train

øùú Isondil climbs onto the train

øùú Mihndrid slumps back to her cabin and plops down on her bed, the still softly smoking flute laid beside her.

<@Shandor> The 'train quietly sets off, away from the fort.

øùú Mihndrid gets out a bottle of polish and a cloth. Dipping the cloth in the bottle, she starts to rub it on the very beaten flute.

øùú Faelnon goes to Shandor's cabin door, he raps on it softly, 'Shandor?'

øùú Faelnon hears no reply, so presses the door handle, the door swings open, unlocked. No-one is in the cabin; a light breeze blows in from the open window.

øùú Faelnon sighs and leans against the doorframe, looking at the empty room.

<@Shandor> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' III ~ Happy Birthday Everybody! Well, no, just me. Give me my damned presents NOW! >>>>>>>>>>



'The Best of the Rest'



øùú Isondil nods and says 'Your sure you've followed the instructions properly aren't you?'

øùú Shandor says, 'Well, considering the last attempted exploded, not really.'



03/06/08 19:14:11 <@Shandor> Remember the one when we were prisioners?

03/06/08 19:14:20 <@Rue> Ack...

03/06/08 19:14:39 <@Rue> King Li...Lio...Lian...Um.. In King L's castle?

03/06/08 19:14:44 <+Tengu_> that one was my first

03/06/08 19:14:53 <@Shandor> King Liotamtheola.

03/06/08 19:15:02 <+Mihndrid> shmeep O.o

03/06/08 19:15:07 <@Shandor> I thought your first one was when Shandor went Evil and Super-Mage Ariea kicked his ass?

03/06/08 19:15:19 <+Mihndrid> ...I missed that? Damn

03/06/08 19:15:27 <@Shandor> It was funny.

03/06/08 19:15:31 <+Tengu_> the apologist of antidisestablishmentarianism

03/06/08 19:15:53 <@Shandor> Or pneumoultramicroscopic.... I'm not even going to bother to spell the rest of that

03/06/08 19:16:01 <+Mihndrid> O.o

03/06/08 19:16:05 <@Rue> dude, I can't spell today...

03/06/08 19:16:05 <+Mihndrid> Um, I have a hat?

03/06/08 19:16:16 <@Rue> Is it a party hat?



03/06/08 19:18:04 <@Shandor> 'Hi... I'm Rue.' 'Hi, I'm a gnome... can I sit in your garden next to your pond with this funny miniature fishing rod?'

03/06/08 19:18:38 øùú Mihndrid smacks Shandor with her hat, "That's MISS gnome to you, shmeep."

How all introductions should go. Note: Shandor has nothing against Gnomes, it is just a running joke that Mihndrid is, in fact, one of those garden gnomes with the odd hats and fishing rod.



øùú Rue pushes Isondil off of a cliff.

<@Rue> ooc- Wait, that was too early, huh?

<@Shandor> OOC Phew, I thought I'd have to be nicer to him for longer.

<@Rue> lol



øùú Shandor says, 'That was successful, good.'

øùú Alril leaves his and Mihndrid's cabin, and wonders up to Faelnon's.

øùú Isondil let's out a sigh of relief and moves his arm

øùú Ariea goes to point something out, 'Except for that, er... well, I'm sure it is nothing...'

øùú Ariea continues, 'Was your arm always that... did it always have that green tint to it?'

øùú Rue pokes the arm.

øùú Isondil looks down at his arm and shouts 'You idiot my arm is green!'

øùú Shandor looks at Ariea, she grins at him for a second before he nods slightly and says, 'Ariea, don't scare Isondil, I'm sure that'll wear off. It is barely noticeable...'

øùú Mihndrid hears Isondil's yell and grins to herself, thinking his green arm must look quite amusing.

øùú Tengu_ says, 'Hmm... Green suits you.'

øùú Rue smirks at Isondil, "Day-glow green could be your colour, you know?"

øùú Ariea grins.

øùú Isondil fumes and pulls his arm away before covering it with his cloak



<@Shandor> Like Isondil's arm, Faelnon glows briefly before a second before fading back into a living creature.

øùú Alril goes and lies on his bed in the now empty cabin

øùú Faelnon blurts out, 'Most interesting.'

øùú Shandor looks at Faelnon, a non-green Faelnon.

øùú Faelnon looks around, rather confused, 'Could someone explain what is going on?'

øùú Mihndrid laughs as Faelnon wakes up, "Interesting? You made a very nice garden ornament, I think."

øùú Faelnon rubs his head, 'I... what?'

øùú Shandor says, 'You were turned to stone-'

øùú Ariea smiles, 'We tried to sell you-'

øùú Tengu_ says, 'You were a monument to yourself.'

øùú Shandor says, 'No-one would give us anything for you.'

øùú Mihndrid says, "They said we'd have to chisel the nose a bit smaller."

øùú Ariea says, 'Shandor, that's not true, there was that one four-year old who was going to give you his sandwich for Faelnon.'

øùú Isondil examines Faelnon closely

øùú Shandor says, 'Oh yes.'

øùú Mihndrid pats Faelnon on the shoulder and says, "We're only kidding, just be glad you're not fossilized anymore."

øùú Faelnon continues to rub his head, 'I... what? Stone... huh?'

øùú Rue smiles at Faelnon. "Welcome back."

øùú Shandor grins, 'This is so much fun.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Er... thank you?'

øùú Ariea says, 'And we found some nice documents for you to study, and a journal. Oh, speaking of, while you were incapacitated, I read yours - taking down a dragon single handed, eh Faelnon?'

øùú Mihndrid grins.

øùú Rue giggles.

øùú Faelnon looks horrified, 'I-I-I...'

øùú Faelnon says, 'I never wrote that!'

øùú Tengu_ says, 'A good group always acts as one.'

øùú Isondil gets up and heads back to his cabin to sulk

øùú Ariea says, 'Oh... well, it says it now.'

øùú Faelnon glares at Ariea.

øùú Rue holds back another laugh.





And then there were clones.

03/06/08 19:34:57 <@Rue> My cat can't decide what's more exciting. Chasing the mouse on the screen or eating my cereal.

03/06/08 19:35:17 <@Shandor> lol

03/06/08 19:35:19 <+Mihndrid> Oh my god, mine's doing the exact same thing >.o

03/06/08 19:35:27 <@Shandor> omg, you two are clones!

03/06/08 19:35:30 <@Shandor> Or twins, or something

03/06/08 19:35:34 <+Mihndrid> When it isn't chasing my curser, its going after my pasta x.x

03/06/08 19:35:37 <+Sandilor> omg my arm is green!

03/06/08 19:35:41 <@Shandor> You two are the only two I've talked to who bakes cookies

03/06/08 19:35:48 <@Shandor> and your cats are nut-cases.

03/06/08 19:35:53 <+Mihndrid> That's because we have good taste.

03/06/08 19:36:16 <@Rue> i bake cookies

03/06/08 19:36:43 øùú Mihndrid made some this afternoon.

03/06/08 19:37:06 øùú Rue is satisfied with her Frosted Mini Wheats, thank you.

03/06/08 19:37:19 <+Mihndrid> O.o;;

03/06/08 19:37:22 øùú Mihndrid was just eating those XD

03/06/08 19:37:31 <@Rue> OMG!!! TWINS!!!

03/06/08 19:37:32 <@Rue> lol

03/06/08 19:37:37 <+Mihndrid> XD

03/06/08 19:37:43 <+Mihndrid> Let's like, go get our hair done!

03/06/08 19:37:57 <@Rue> OMG! And, like, our nails!!!! *scream*

03/06/08 19:38:11 <+Mihndrid> XD

03/06/08 19:38:21 <@Shandor> Oh good god! The scream! My ears! They burn!

03/06/08 19:38:24 <@Rue> lol

03/06/08 19:38:31 øùú Mihndrid mauls Shandor with her fishing rod.

03/06/08 19:39:45 øùú Rue prepares the timewarp song.

03/06/08 19:39:46 <+Sandilor> bye

03/06/08 19:39:58 <+Mihndrid> ....

03/06/08 19:40:06 <+Mihndrid> ...YESSS, I'M TALLER!!! W00T W00T

03/06/08 19:40:09 <@Shandor> lol

03/06/08 19:40:15 <+Mihndrid> ...I mean hi O.o

03/06/08 19:40:17 <@Shandor> OH GOD! My EARS!!



03/06/08 19:40:22 <+Sandilor> *realises* did you turn my arm green cause I did the timewarp song wrong on purpose last time?

03/06/08 19:40:36 øùú Mihndrid refused to sing it last time.

03/06/08 19:40:52 <@Shandor> Oh, erm... yes, that gives me reason, that's exactly why I did it.

03/06/08 19:40:53 <+Mihndrid> I just ran and screamed bloody murder.

03/06/08 19:41:00 <+Sandilor> lol





<@Shandor> OOC Can we have a vote? Who thinks it is a good idea to spend all of this session laughing at Isondil's green arm, and Faelnon's cluelessness?

<+Mihndrid> OOC As long as I get to sing my bardy song, that's cool XD



øùú Ariea says, 'I figure we could stay there for a night and relax, and perhaps get a good meal.'

øùú Rue says, "Mmmm...quality cooking. The stash I hide in my room the save me from eating Ariea's cooking is running low...Oops. Did I say that out loud?"

øùú Rue chuckles.

øùú Mihndrid smirks.

øùú Ariea smiles at Rue.

øùú Shandor says, 'You don't want to make Ariea vengeful...'

<+Isondil> ooc If i ate any of Arieas food I'd probably turn completely green

<@Ariea> OOC Can't ya feel the love, people?

<+Mihndrid> OOC If you do, I want my cream back XD



øùú Shandor says, 'Faelnon, while you are still in your confused, nearly-comatose state, I feel that I may have the upper hand during a conversation, so there is something I wish to discuss.'



øùú Faelnon says, 'Er, yes, people love stone people. I don't know, and my word I have never been more hungry in my life.'

øùú Ariea grins, 'Okay, I'll go cook you something.'

øùú Faelnon quickly says, 'Did I say hungry? I meant.... er... mungry. It is a medical term, it means, completely not hungry.'

øùú Rue sneaks Faelnon an apple behind her back.

øùú Faelnon silently thanks Rue.



<@Rue> ooc- na na na na na na na na TIMEWARP!!!!

<@Rue> ooc- Heeeey!

<@Shandor> OOC Ha Ha! pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

<+Tengu> OOC pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis yourself!



<@Shandor> pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis is such a wonderful phrase

<@Shandor> pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis is no passin' pa-raise.

<@Shandor> It means no worries, for the rest of your days,

øùú Rue pokes Colm.

<@Rue> Come ooooon! *whine*

<@Shandor> It's our problem free, philosophy,

<@Shandor> pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

<@Shandor> Oh sorry, Disney attacked me.



øùú Isondil looks around and sees he's in chains and mumbles 'First a green arm and then I get kidnapped.'

øùú Shandor turns to Isondil, 'Yes, boo-hoo, everything bad in the world happens to you...'



<@Shandor> OOC Well, that was messy. Most people crash and Vara arrives. Logically Vara is the bringer of IRC cock-ups.

<@Rue> ooc- hah

<+Varadrion> ooc Figures, lol

<@Kalrian> Am I still alive?

<@Rue> lol



<+Varadrion> ooc Sorry I'm here

<+Tengu> ooc we can live with it, Vara



<@Shandor> OOC Dohser. That last Ariea line belongs to Shandor.

<+Mihndrid> OOC ...I love when that happens

øùú Varadrion peeks around the corner and follow faelnon

<@Shandor> OOC Silence you! ... The best case was in the Gnome-base session Shandor lightly kisses Shandor good morning.

<+Mihndrid> OOC I've heard of appreciating who you are, but...

<@Shandor> OOC lol



øùú Faelnon looks about the corridor, 'Looks rather the same, I just hope there are stairs or something.'

øùú Faelnon adds, 'Perhaps a big sign?'

øùú Mihndrid smirks, "Yes, and while they're add it, we can have an escort."

øùú Faelnon says, 'You'll have to suggest that.'

øùú Mihndrid says, "I'll submit a memo."



Shandor and Ariea are never romantic, eh?

03/06/08 20:48:33 <@Shandor> Yes. But before it blew up they were being all romantic

03/06/08 20:48:35 <+Mihndrid> ;)

03/06/08 20:48:38 <@Shandor> anyway, to the RP!

03/06/08 20:48:44 <+Sandilor> lol

03/06/08 20:48:59 <+Sandilor> note to self: don't blow up lake:)

03/06/08 20:49:16 <+Mihndrid> a guy might find that romantic

03/06/08 20:49:51 <+Sandilor> a weirdo maybe

03/06/08 20:50:07 <+Mihndrid> you know its seksey XD

03/06/08 20:50:13 <@Shandor> Ka-boom! Look sweetie! It went Ka-boom!

03/06/08 20:50:23 <+Sandilor> lmao

03/06/08 20:50:34 <+Mihndrid> lol





<+Mihndrid> OOC Shandor's waited for this moment for how many years?

<@Shandor> OOC Well, they've been together since he was about 40, so 60 years.

<+Mihndrid> OOC Hack away, loverboy XD

<@Shandor> OOC lol



03/06/08 20:59:29 <+Sandilor> Die Ariea muhawhawhawhawhaw

03/06/08 20:59:39 <@Shandor> You'll die next, y'know.

03/06/08 20:59:45 <@Shandor> A horse's arse will sit on you.

03/06/08 20:59:51 <+Sandilor> will be worth it

03/06/08 20:59:55 <+Mihndrid> The fumes alone can kill.

03/06/08 21:00:00 <@Shandor> Hell yeah



03/06/08 21:00:54 <@Shandor> 09:00.40¯ øùú Faelnon opens a door, it leads to a pit a hundred meters down.

03/06/08 21:00:55 <@Shandor> 09:00.42¯ øùú Isondil nods and walks on

03/06/08 21:01:00 <+Mihndrid> XD

03/06/08 21:01:03 <+Mihndrid> BINGO

03/06/08 21:01:04 <+Sandilor> lmao

03/06/08 21:01:21 <@Narrator> Yes, even the Narrator couldn't believe Isondil would be that stupid, but he was, and he fell into the darkness with a loud splech.



03/06/08 21:03:40 <+Sandilor> I'm new leader!

03/06/08 21:03:44 <+Mihndrid> XD

03/06/08 21:03:54 <@Shandor> Oh good god no!

03/06/08 21:04:41 <@Shandor> ...

03/06/08 21:04:46 <@Shandor> He is so dying next session

03/06/08 21:04:50 <+Sandilor> lol

03/06/08 21:04:53 <+Sandilor> uh oh

03/06/08 21:04:57 <+Mihndrid> hehe

03/06/08 21:05:02 øùú Mihndrid goes to rent a pony.

03/06/08 21:05:21 <+Sandilor> did I say Isondil I meant Ariea!

03/06/08 21:05:35 øùú Shandor goes to rent the fattest horse he can find who has eaten a hundred chicken vindaloos.



øùú Ariea runs down the stairs and chops Isondil's head off to prevent him becoming leader.

øùú Mihndrid cheers!



øùú Faelnon says, 'I think Kalrian has been doing some home improvements.'

øùú Mihndrid says, "Either that or his decorator went psycho."



The Truth About Isondil?

øùú Faelnon says, 'I've been meaning to ask you what exactly is your problem with Ariea...'

øùú Mihndrid takes a small, polished stone from her pocket and tosses it up at the ceiling, wondering what might happen.

øùú Faelnon grins and suggests, 'She is more of a woman than you are, and you're now jealous?'

No, the fact that he burnt his toe has nothing to do with this.



øùú Mihndrid stumbles backwards, almost falling off of the platform due to Isondil's height and weight in comparison to hers, but she manages to get back on her feet.

<@Shandor> OOC You clumsy person Isondil, Mihndrid, kill him!

<+Mihndrid> OOC YES SIR! *weilds her fishing pole and points it at Isondil*



øùú Mihndrid shoves Isondil off the edge while he isn't looking XD The end!

<@Shandor> OOC wooo!

<+Mihndrid> OOC :D

øùú Shandor then runs up to Ariea and clicks his heels three times and sings, 'There's nothing like killing Isondil.' Upon hearing this, Ariea comes back to life with a song in her heart.





03/06/08 21:10:07 <+Sandilor> why an L shaped corridor?

03/06/08 21:10:15 <@Shandor> Because it is more fashionable.

03/06/08 21:10:29 <@Shandor> Those pansies with their Z shaped corridors, and their O shaped corridors.

03/06/08 21:10:31 <+Mihndrid> ...yeah o.o

03/06/08 21:10:47 <@Shandor> O shaped ones were a good idea, my ass. The designer spent 100 years in there before he broke out.





03/06/08 21:11:17 <+Mihndrid> Shandor, with all of those 'pansies' you've said, I officially dub you, 'Pansy Womanly Man'. Wear your title with pride XD

03/06/08 21:11:27 <@Shandor> lol

03/06/08 21:11:29 <+Sandilor> lmao

03/06/08 21:11:41 <+Tengu_> congrats!

03/06/08 21:11:42 <@Shandor> I'm the Insane, Keeps Dying Man...

03/06/08 21:11:59 <+Mihndrid> That ranks right up there with Batman

03/06/08 21:12:18 <@Shandor> I did have a black cloak at one point...



03/06/08 21:12:25 <@Shandor> Oh silence, Ondil.

03/06/08 21:12:36 <+Sandilor> shinnor!

03/06/08 21:12:46 <+Sandilor> Pengu!

03/06/08 21:12:52 <@Shandor> Ass-face!

03/06/08 21:13:12 <+Sandilor> wasn't talking to you butt brain!

03/06/08 21:13:13 <@Shandor> Horse's Ass-face to be more specific.

03/06/08 21:13:37 <+Mihndrid> Pansy Womanly Man, why aren't you in uniform? Superhero's always wear their undies on the outside, you know that!

03/06/08 21:13:44 <+Sandilor> lmao

03/06/08 21:13:54 øùú Mihndrid is very sorry, but she couldn't resist XD

03/06/08 21:14:14 <@Shandor> lol

03/06/08 21:14:31 <@Shandor> I hope you are aware, that speaking more = quicker death, right?

03/06/08 21:14:57 øùú Tengu_ puts on his super-hero pampers outside.

03/06/08 21:14:58 øùú Sandilor sits quietly

03/06/08 21:15:17 øùú Shandor goes to find a telephone box.

03/06/08 21:15:22 <+Mihndrid> I hope you are aware that I just completely beat your ass XD Bow to Mihnny!

03/06/08 21:15:36 <+Sandilor> too much bowing

03/06/08 21:15:44 <+Sandilor> let's start a revolution!

03/06/08 21:15:45 <@Shandor> Better yet! I will sing a Barry Manilow song to you!

03/06/08 21:15:45 <+Mihndrid> Fine, then give gimme a nickel

03/06/08 21:15:56 <+Mihndrid> XD

03/06/08 21:15:56 <@Shandor> Oh Mihnny, you came and you gave without taking...

03/06/08 21:16:09 <+Sandilor> lmao

03/06/08 21:16:16 <+Mihndrid> I'm sorry, but this is hilarious XD!!!!!

03/06/08 21:16:21 <@Shandor> :)

03/06/08 21:16:24 <+Sandilor> go walk into a wall Manilow!!

03/06/08 21:16:42 <@Shandor> I'm detecting a bit of Manilow hate...

03/06/08 21:16:49 <+Mihndrid> My, really?

03/06/08 21:16:53 <@Shandor> albeit, with really crappy insults.

03/06/08 21:17:02 <+Sandilor> no

03/06/08 21:17:08 <+Sandilor> he was in the news

03/06/08 21:17:14 <+Sandilor> walked into a wall

03/06/08 21:17:19 <+Sandilor> broke his big nose

03/06/08 21:20:44 <+Mihndrid> Hey, what happened with Shandor's assassination attempt?

03/06/08 21:21:05 øùú Shandor taps nose. His broken nose. Ow goddamn!

03/06/08 21:21:20 <+Sandilor> lol



03/06/08 21:29:54 <+Sandilor> can we kill kalrian?

03/06/08 21:30:00 <@Shandor> not yet.

03/06/08 21:30:07 <+Sandilor> will you kill him?

03/06/08 21:30:15 <@Shandor> He wants to point out how whiny you are, I mean, how can I resist?



03/06/08 21:30:17 <+Mihndrid> Can I redirect the lightning to strike a soldier? :D

03/06/08 21:30:30 <@Shandor> Bards can do that? ;P

03/06/08 21:30:37 <+Mihndrid> With a magical flute, hell yes.



03/06/08 21:50:12 <+Varadrion> She won't die :P

That sounds like another bet to me… PAY UP.



03/06/08 21:56:05 <@Shandor> I do love this though, Isondil has been whining about her so much, and yet he probably hasn't realised it was no coincidence that I kill her tonight, on my birthday, when I'm very liable to do something very evil.

03/06/08 21:56:16 <+Mihndrid> hehe

03/06/08 21:56:28 øùú Mihndrid gives Colm a birthday balloon XD

03/06/08 21:56:34 i figured you were going to kill me

03/06/08 21:56:40 <@Shandor> I know, wasn't that fun?



03/06/08 21:59:27 I'm still shocked that you killed Ariea

03/06/08 21:59:36 <@Shandor> I know, nice twist, no?

03/06/08 22:00:31 <@Shandor> And better yet, to have Shandor, the person who has nearly killed himself an ungodly amount of times to save Ariea, kill her.



03/06/08 22:00:15 I know I get trapped in a hell with Ariea

03/06/08 22:00:33 <+Mihndrid> She'll cook for you EVERY DAY

03/06/08 22:01:14 aaahhhhhhhhh

03/06/08 22:01:23 make it stop!

03/06/08 22:01:26 <+Mihndrid> >:)

03/06/08 22:01:48 <@Shandor> Oooh, that's even better than what I had planned.

03/06/08 22:01:59 <+Mihndrid> isn't it though?

03/06/08 22:02:10 <@Shandor> But no, you are still off. Think about what was the worse thing I could do to you after giving you the joy of killing Ariea?

03/06/08 22:02:11 øùú Sandilor hides

03/06/08 22:02:23 øùú Sandilor make me love her?

03/06/08 22:02:30 <@Shandor> You already do...

03/06/08 22:02:35 <+Mihndrid> XD

03/06/08 22:02:37 love to hate

03/06/08 22:02:45 <@Shandor> Yeah.... whatever...

03/06/08 22:02:55 <@Shandor> I'll give you a cookie if you guess it.

03/06/08 22:03:06 <+Mihndrid> ...Mihnny wants a cookie o.o

03/06/08 22:03:07 hmm

03/06/08 22:03:15 øùú Shandor gives Mihndrid a cookie for free.

03/06/08 22:03:17 help me guess and you can have it

03/06/08 22:03:33 <+Mihndrid> yay :D

03/06/08 22:03:44 øùú Mihndrid munches.

03/06/08 22:04:07 <@Shandor> ... After waiting all this time to finally see Ariea gone, and you are so happy that she is gone, what could I do to bring back all that misery?

03/06/08 22:04:53 <+Tengu_> use her DNA to clone an army of Arieas

03/06/08 22:04:57 <+Mihndrid> Bring her back, but lots of them. Like millions of little gnome-sized Ariea's to pester him for eternity o.o

03/06/08 22:05:00 aaaahhhhh

03/06/08 22:05:01 <@Shandor> Yep

03/06/08 22:05:05 <+Mihndrid> w00t

03/06/08 22:05:23 <@Shandor> And even better, to show that there are no hard feelings, each of the millions of Ariea's will cook him a separate meal.

03/06/08 22:05:31 <+Mihndrid> Of course.

03/06/08 22:05:39 <+Mihndrid> And to be polite, he must eat every last bit.



03/06/08 22:05:42 lol somebody crack a joke about Ariea

03/06/08 22:05:49 <+Mihndrid> XD!!!!!!

03/06/08 22:06:09 <+Mihndrid> That would be so freaking funny, Shandor would like, slaughter the person who said it

03/06/08 22:06:14 <@Shandor> yep

03/06/08 22:06:20 no even better write it down and push it under Shandor's door

03/06/08 22:06:22 øùú Shandor sharpens his sword.

03/06/08 22:06:28 <@Shandor> No, that would be worse, because:

03/06/08 22:06:44 <@Shandor> He would go evil again and kill everyone, because this time there would be no Ariea to save your worthless ass.

03/06/08 22:07:03 <+Mihndrid> ...and then Mihnny would save the day! YAY

03/06/08 22:07:23 <@Shandor> After Isondil died like a coward, peeing his pants and trying to beg Shandor for his life.

03/06/08 22:07:29 lol

03/06/08 22:07:37 <+Mihndrid> ...Yeah, that too.





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