Session XX - Tactics

Organiser's Comment

Well, that was a lark. Go read the Best of the Rest, the Editor's comments, they have their own mini-adventure. Oh, and get a load of the conversation a few hours after I announced that someone would die (although, should I be worried to note that the discussion turned into one about the gay Big Brother?):

03/07/17 00:13:40 watch no one show up because they don't want to lose their character
03/07/17 00:13:47 Lol
03/07/17 00:13:50 lol
03/07/17 00:13:52 that'd be funny
03/07/17 00:15:28 I thought everyone would just suck up to him [Feel free to start that, by the way. I'm thirsty, buy me drinks. -Dr]

03/07/17 00:23:55 i wonder how he is going to pick who doesn't make the cut

03/07/17 00:24:12 yeah

03/07/17 00:24:35 He said random

03/07/17 00:24:53 dont let me get into statistics

03/07/17 00:26:06 we don't know if he is really doing it randomly though, we only have his word ;)

03/07/17 00:26:29 yeah... and you can have random, and "random"

03/07/17 00:27:04 <+Amadeus_o> ooh, statiscits

03/07/17 00:27:07 i.e, at the simplest level he can select at random from everyone, or at random from a certain "sample"

03/07/17 00:27:10 <+Amadeus_o> I love statistics

03/07/17 00:27:15 hey Amadeus

03/07/17 00:27:18 <+Amadeus_o> a binomial at all

03/07/17 00:27:36 yeah, but thats got nothing to do with how Colm will choose who dies

03/07/17 00:27:47 <+Amadeus_o> well, it might

03/07/17 00:27:56 <+Amadeus_o> I hope it's you, Alril

03/07/17 00:27:57 lol

03/07/17 00:28:00 <+Amadeus_o> heehe

03/07/17 00:28:04 <+Amadeus_o> for me to die would be pointless

03/07/17 00:28:20 <+Amadeus_o> all I do is sleep...actually, i was just busy, and sleeping was a good remedy

03/07/17 00:29:14 OK... if the probability of Colm choosing a dwarf is 0.7, what is the probability that the number of dwarves he chooses to die is 0.5?

03/07/17 00:29:17 thats binomal

03/07/17 00:29:31 <+Amadeus_o> no it's not

03/07/17 00:29:37 <+Amadeus_o> binomial is..

03/07/17 00:29:42 <+Amadeus_o> *gets out notes*

03/07/17 00:29:45 yeaH

03/07/17 00:29:52 but that is what question could be

03/07/17 00:29:53 is it not?

03/07/17 00:30:06 <+Amadeus_o> that's not a binomial Q!

03/07/17 00:30:09 mah, im probably wrong

03/07/17 00:30:18 <+Amadeus_o> binomial is, lemmie think

03/07/17 00:30:18 im going to try work it out anyway

03/07/17 00:30:20 he has also planned out sessions, so he already knows who will die

03/07/17 00:30:28 ok

03/07/17 00:30:31 <+Amadeus_o> hmm

03/07/17 00:30:36 so it must not have been random

03/07/17 00:31:08 Ahhh, its just a maths error

03/07/17 00:31:08 <+Amadeus_o> nCx Px(n-1)n-x

03/07/17 00:31:10 <+Amadeus_o> that's it

03/07/17 00:31:15 yeah

03/07/17 00:31:21 thats the formula to work out the question

03/07/17 00:31:23 so

03/07/17 00:31:28 10C0.7

03/07/17 00:31:30 <+Amadeus_o> where P = probability of event

03/07/17 00:31:39 <+Amadeus_o> n = number of perms

03/07/17 00:31:50 <+Amadeus_o> x = total outcomes, or something

03/07/17 00:31:56 x 0.3x(7) x 0.7x3

03/07/17 00:32:02 ==

03/07/17 00:32:13 if he planned it out, it would need to have been an older character, both of you (Alril/Amadeus) seem safe if you look at it that way

03/07/17 00:32:21 <+Amadeus_o> definately

03/07/17 00:32:26 <+Amadeus_o> I vote..hmm, I don't know

03/07/17 00:32:33 =math error , i give up

03/07/17 00:32:38 <+Amadeus_o> haven't been around long enough to work out the char's bios

03/07/17 00:32:43 Yeah, I feel pretty safe

03/07/17 00:32:58 Hmm, possibly.... Mirar!

03/07/17 00:33:18 could be

03/07/17 00:33:25 <+Amadeus_o> Mihndrid

03/07/17 00:33:44 <+Amadeus_o> I still haven't worked out everyone's RP names and IRC names

03/07/17 00:33:48 lol

03/07/17 00:33:52 i am Cyria

03/07/17 00:33:56 Ashli is Rue

03/07/17 00:34:03 Varadrion is Varadrion

03/07/17 00:34:05 yeh

03/07/17 00:34:28 yeah, it could be you

03/07/17 00:34:34 you know Mirar, Colm is alot of people

03/07/17 00:35:01 huh?

03/07/17 00:35:07 <+Amadeus_o> yup

03/07/17 00:35:12 <+Amadeus_o> Colm had 6 at one point

03/07/17 00:35:17 lol

03/07/17 00:35:20 <+Amadeus_o> what with the Dwarves

03/07/17 00:35:26 <+Amadeus_o> Molly+Minfy

03/07/17 00:35:27 <+Amadeus_o> *dy

03/07/17 00:35:29 <+Amadeus_o> Foire

03/07/17 00:35:33 <+Amadeus_o> Faelnon

03/07/17 00:35:37 <+Amadeus_o> Siggly

03/07/17 00:35:43 <+Amadeus_o> *Sqiggly

03/07/17 00:37:16 Dytalorien is Dytalorien

03/07/17 00:37:34 <+Amadeus_o> who's Mirar?

03/07/17 00:37:38 yup. I dont think I have ever seen him on here

03/07/17 00:37:45 but I dont come on much, granted

03/07/17 00:38:29 err Mihndrid is Mirar

03/07/17 00:38:34 yup

03/07/17 00:38:43 Alril is Alril, I think

03/07/17 00:38:55 Aegnor, is some long name

03/07/17 00:38:59 lol

03/07/17 00:39:03 If anyone is curious, the finale, the last ever, will take place on Wednesday 27th August. It will be called 'Little Left to be Lost' and may very well feature the End of the World. Maybe. Don't expect the group death toll to remain at '0' though, a lot is going to happen between here and then, most of it bad, but some of it just awful.

03/07/17 00:39:25 <+Amadeus_o> grr!

03/07/17 00:39:34 <+Amadeus_o> I'm on holiday, I think

03/07/17 00:39:34 there may be more than 1 person that is planned to die after reading that statement

03/07/17 00:39:38 <+Amadeus_o> oooh

03/07/17 00:39:40 lol kool

03/07/17 00:39:51 Will there be a quest IIII

03/07/17 00:39:51 <+Amadeus_o> I'm on sodding holiday:(

03/07/17 00:39:58 \:(

03/07/17 00:40:02 nope

03/07/17 00:40:09 III is the final

03/07/17 00:41:44 How do you know?

03/07/17 00:43:09 The third (and final) edition of the 'Quest'. This is your last chance to join in, so come along!

03/07/17 00:43:24 taken from Colm's message board description of Quest 3

03/07/17 00:43:34 we might dissuade him from the idea?

03/07/17 00:45:44 i don't know, you might be able to have him do another one, but it has taken its toll, the final sessions for the past too have been insane (people go crazy, don't shut up blah blah)

03/07/17 00:45:47 <+Amadeus_o> heh

03/07/17 00:45:53 *two

03/07/17 00:45:59 lol

03/07/17 00:46:11 it must also be pretty hard work for him

03/07/17 00:46:17 i know :/

03/07/17 00:46:18 as he writes them all

03/07/17 00:46:25 I offered to write one

03/07/17 00:46:26 But he said no

03/07/17 00:46:28 he cant duck out of it at the last minute

03/07/17 00:48:09 <+Amadeus_o> he's pretty good, you must admire that

03/07/17 00:48:20 yeah, hes amazing

03/07/17 00:48:34 although Colm, when you are reading this.. dont get big headed

03/07/17 00:48:37 <@DrCBVI> Ow, Goran, hit my head on the doorway again, we're going to have to make it wider.

03/07/17 00:48:44 lol

03/07/17 00:48:48 lol, hey Colm

03/07/17 00:48:52 <+Amadeus_o> should knock some sense in to ya!

03/07/17 00:48:53 <@DrCBVI> 'ello 'ello

03/07/17 00:49:00 hey colm

03/07/17 00:49:06 right on cue



03/07/17 00:51:19 <@DrCBVI> I said random, but I have a handful of people I want to kill
03/07/17 00:51:24 lol
03/07/17 00:51:32 I'm so reassured x.x
03/07/17 00:51:33 so "random" it is then
03/07/17 00:51:34 <@DrCBVI> holy hell, you did go into calculations.
03/07/17 00:51:34 lol
03/07/17 00:51:40 lol
03/07/17 00:51:42 lmao
03/07/17 00:51:43 XD
03/07/17 00:51:46 told ya o.o
03/07/17 00:51:49 <@DrCBVI> Alril, out of the handful I want to kill, I'll randomly pick one
03/07/17 00:51:58 <@DrCBVI> And since, as you all know, I want to kill everyone... :D
03/07/17 00:52:00 yeah... so "random"
03/07/17 00:52:03 what if they are not at the session
03/07/17 00:52:08 No you don't.
03/07/17 00:52:17 <+Amadeus_o> heh heh
03/07/17 00:52:36 <+Amadeus_o> what would you do if the name from the hat was you, Colm?
03/07/17 00:52:46 <@DrCBVI> I don't need a hat
03/07/17 00:52:50 he wouldn't put it in, in the first place?
03/07/17 00:52:57 he said he wouldn't be killing any of his characters
03/07/17 00:53:02 <@DrCBVI> and I've killed/mortally wounded/mentally tortured/been a bitch to too many of my characters already.
03/07/17 00:53:03 yeah
03/07/17 00:53:08 that narrows it down XD
03/07/17 00:53:21 <@DrCBVI> Minfy?
03/07/17 00:53:29 -6 characters (around 6 at least)
03/07/17 00:53:32 They said Minfy before o.o;;
03/07/17 00:53:42 lol
03/07/17 00:53:52 <+Amadeus_o> heh
03/07/17 00:53:52 what's a Minfy?
03/07/17 00:54:04 <+Amadeus_o> a typo I guess
03/07/17 00:54:09 Oh XD
03/07/17 00:54:09 <@DrCBVI> Milly's brother, according to Ama

Plot Summary

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

<@Narrator> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' III ~ 'Tactics' >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

<@Narrator> Previously On:

<@Narrator> Richard's grin fades into mock-pain, 'You see, I fell in love with a woman. And a wonderful woman she was. And I did love her, then *you* came along, and spoiled her little mind, and I'm afraid I had to kill her. I killed the woman I loved and it is all your fault.'

<@Narrator> Richard sings his free arm into the base of Foilae's back.

<@Narrator> Foilae is overwhelmed by the pain, letting out a blood-curdling scream.

<@Narrator> Faelnon says, 'The Seventh shattered the lower section of his spine, he's crippled from the waist down.'

<@Narrator> And Now:

<@Narrator> The day is dark and cold. There is a bitter chill sweeping its way along, and the panes of glass in the windows of the 'train have steamed up from their inhabitants. Foilae has not emerged out of his cabin since he was attacked.

øùú Faelnon is sitting, in his regular clothes despite the cold, on top of the front wagon, so as not to be in the way of the drivers. He sighs sadly and wonders what if he had brought Foilae along. Why had he practically forced him to stay on the 'train?

øùú Varadrion knocks softly on the door of Foilae's cabin

øùú Foilae doesn’t answer.

øùú Santhorpe is lying on his bed, feeling lost and melancholy, wishing he could leave but knowing he shouldn't. Why, oh why did he let his foolish human emotions tell him that all times would be good?

øùú Varadrion pushes the door open a bit and looks inside

øùú Foilae would cast a spell to lock Varadrion out, but is too tired, he simply mutters, 'Go away.'

øùú Mihndrid sits quietly in the food cabin, chopping up random vegetables, planning to make soup at some point in the day.

øùú Varadrion backs away from the door and quietly closes it, before walking towards the front of the train

øùú Dytalorien is once again leaning nonchalantly against a wall, his eyes closed.

øùú Faelnon turns himself to look down the 'train, he notices a thick smoke rising up from one of the cabins and thinks it is a fire.

øùú Varadrion looks up and also notices the smoke

øùú Faelnon quickly leaps to his feet and charges along the rooftops towards the burning cabin.

øùú Varadrion groans and walks slowly towards the sources of the smoke

øùú Faelnon reaches it and climbs down, identifying it as The Dwarves' cabin. He shoves the door open to see the dwarves moving about calmly, no fire.

øùú Thor calls from under a furnace, 'Okay, she's good ta go.'

øùú Thor comes out from under it as the other two, Thinn and Totil, begin adding coal to it and get ready to start it up, so it will be the second of the two.

øùú Varadrion arrives at the cabin and asks Faelnon "What's going on?"

øùú Faelnon shrugs at Varadrion.

øùú Faelnon looks about before looking at a grinning Thor, 'Just what the Tarkna is going on?'

øùú Thor says, 'Well, I couldn'a 'elp but notice that some o' ye swords 'ave been breakin' down, so, we thought we'd set up a wee workshop, ya know, to repair ye blades, make new ones, some armour too, whatever ye want.'

øùú Mihndrid pops her head into their cabin and remarks pleasantly, "Oh, how nice," completely ignoring Faelnon's sour comment.

øùú Faelnon says, 'Some warning would've been nice.'

øùú Varadrion steps into the cabin, brushing Faelnon and says "Thor, is that safe?"

øùú Mihndrid looks to Faelnon and grins, "Just be glad for the help, and be thankful it wasn't a real fire."

øùú Thor grins broadly, 'It 'asn't blown up yet.'

øùú Faelnon looks at Mihndrid, 'Good point. I'm not mad, it is a good idea, but like I said, when you are about to go cannibalising your cabin into a workshop, some warning would be nice...'

øùú Santhorpe notices the smoke, but hears the calm voices and distinct lack of screaming, and as such is content with lying, melancholy, in his cabin

øùú Varadrion opens his cloak and looks at his dagger sheathes, of which are empty, he pulls one out, looks at Thor, and asks "Think you can make one like this?"

øùú Thor looks at it, takes it before passing it to Thinn, 'Aye, will be no bother.'

øùú Mihndrid nods, "Well, its all over with now anyway. Hey, Thor, would you mind if I used that later? I'm trying to make some soup, and I haven't found a useful fire in the entire train."

øùú Thor nods, 'Aye, aye go right on.'

øùú Mihndrid gives him a smile before turning to head back to the food cabin.

øùú Thor adds as a minor explanation to the no warning, 'We wanted to get it up and goin' before ye made an opinion. Oh, an' we made something for Foilae considering 'is... situation.'

øùú Varadrion nods to Thor in thanks

øùú Thor motions with his hand and Thinn and Totil bring a chair that seemed to have been broken down and thrown back together plus a few wheels, Thor says, 'So 'e can still get about an' the like.'

øùú Santhorpe finds a few very powerful sleeping pills in his coat pocket, takes a few and, without further ado, drops off to sleep

øùú Thor continues, 'We are gonna make the walkways wider so 'e'll be able to get about the 'train without fallin' off, mind, we were gonna do that anyway, them walkways are awfully narra, y'know?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'You mean, they can't take a large drunken dwarf stumbling back to his cabin?'

øùú Thor says, 'Exactly.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Yes, well, thanks, I'm sure he'll appreciate it.'

øùú Varadrion looks at the chair and says "Or he'll be insulted"

øùú Mihndrid settles herself down and starts slicing up some potatoes, tossing the pieces into a rather large pot as she finishes each one.

øùú Varadrion lowers his head "Poor Foilae"

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion, 'As harsh as this sounds, he'll have to face reality, in this fight, we can't have someone who could be very useful to us moping around. I think I'll take a slightly different tact when giving this to him, though.'

øùú Varadrion looks up barely and says to Faelnon "Good idea"

øùú Faelnon takes the chair and begins down towards Foilae's cabin.

øùú Varadrion leaves and walks back to his cabin quietly

øùú Faelnon raps on the door softly. After there is no answer, he tries opening the door, that works and it swings open slowly.

øùú Foilae is sitting at his desk, staring out his window, he makes no motion to indicate he knows Faelnon is there.

øùú Mia charges out from under a bush in front of the 'train.

øùú Varadrion walks into his cabin and falls onto his bed, laying there

øùú Faelnon puts the chair forward and says as way of an explanation, 'The Dwarves made this for you...'

<@Narrator> The 'train slows to a halt, rather than run over Mia.

øùú Mihndrid jerks violently to the side as it stops, but manages to keep herself, and the pot, from tipping over.

øùú Foilae looks at it from the corner of his eye, 'So I'm a charity case now? What's that for? So I can get to the nearest town when you chuck me off?'

øùú Mia looks at the drivers and looks at the bush nervously, 'Please, you have to let me come with you.'

øùú Dytalorien opens his eyes at the slight disturbance.

øùú Faelnon says, 'We aren't going to throw you off, Foilae.'

øùú Foilae says, 'Like I'll be any use to you now,' he gives a rasping, pained chuckle, 'Like I was ever any use at all, you have me here to use magic, a replacement for Shandor, and now my magic is useless. I should just go ask Richard to kill me.'

øùú Mia looks pleadingly at the drivers.

øùú Varadrion stands and walks out of his cabin, looking for the source of the stoppage

øùú Dytalorien strolls about the train, curiously, as he tries to discover the source of the disruption.

øùú Faelnon looks down and lets go of the chair, 'I'll leave this with you.' He silently turns, exits and closes the door gently.

øùú Dytalorien spots Varadrion and asks, "What's happening? Why have we stopped?"

øùú Varadrion walks to the front and sees Mia, moving his hand into his cloak, he asks " Who... are you?"

øùú Varadrion turns to Dytalorien and says "A lost girl by the looks of it"

øùú Foilae looks at Varadrion, thankful he doesn't look like a driver, 'Please, help me, my name is Mia.'

øùú Mia looks at Varadrion, thankful he doesn't look like a driver, 'Please, help me, my name is Mia.'

øùú Varadrion bows softly and replies "Are you lost?"

øùú Faelnon looks at Mia, then at Varadrion, 'What's going on?'

øùú Varadrion says without turning around "A lost girl"

øùú Dytalorien blinks and says, "Oh," before turning about and heading back to his 'spot'.

øùú Mia says, 'You've got to help me, is one of you...' she bites her bottom lip trying to recall the name.

øùú Faelnon waits patiently.

øùú Mihndrid idly continues dicing up the various foods, deciding she'll have to ask someone else to lift the pot for her when she's done.

øùú Varadrion pushes his hand farther into his cloak

øùú Mia sighs and gives up trying to recall the name, 'Are you the band of "morons" who are trying to stop "the End"?'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon, and then back at Mia "If you are trying to stay alive, let alone get on the train, you are off to a bad start"

øùú Faelnon says, 'Yes, we are the morons.'

øùú Mia looks down at the ground before at the two, 'He told me to deliver a message, and if he didn't-' She looks desperately around, fighting of a tear in her eye, '-He'd hurt people I knew. I've never met him before, but he knew... things, about them.'

øùú Varadrion steps back, suddenly feeling guilty at his response

øùú Faelnon says, 'His name is Richard, right?'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon

øùú Mia nods, returning her gaze at the ground, 'He said he'd go for my parents first. He knew where they lived...'

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon and motions for him to come closer

øùú Faelnon steps over to Varadrion.

øùú Varadrion whispers "We can't save them"

øùú Varadrion continues "All we can do is receive the message, and move on..."

øùú Faelnon says, 'I'm not so sure, her... mission if you will, is to deliver the message. Presumably, we are being watched, if she tells us, she might be rewarded, for "completing the game".' He sighs before saying, 'Dealing with insane game-obsessed people is difficult.'

øùú Faelnon turns to Mia, 'What's the message?'

øùú Varadrion turns to Mia as well

øùú Varadrion pushes aside his cloak, revealing his sword

øùú Mia says, 'He just said "I'm coming", he said you'd know what that meant...' She looks up at the before saying, 'Can I come with you? I don't think it is safe here... I didn't want to stop but he knocked me off my horse and it kept running and I'm lost,' she comes to the break of tears again.

øùú Mihndrid finishes her cutting and leans on her toes to view the almost completely filled pot. Dusting some shavings from various things from her skirt, she exits the cabin and follows the sounds of voices outside.

øùú Faelnon turns to Varadrion, 'What do you think?'

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion, 'How's that weather, eh?' then, 'We've been having a right bit of trouble, old Bessie is getting... y'know... old like...'

øùú Mihndrid peers out the door at Faelnon and Varadrion. Curious at who the girl is, she hops down form the train and slowly strides over to the group, keeping a wary eye behind her all the time.

øùú Varadrion looks down at Mia, but his expression remains the same "You decide Faelnon"

øùú Faelnon says, 'We can get you to the next town.'

øùú Mihndrid says in her usual tone, "Oh goody, more things to do."

øùú Mia looks at Faelnon, 'Thank you, oh god, thank you, I don't know if he is still out there.' She scrambles forward to get onto the 'train.

øùú Faelnon helps Mia up, 'Varadrion, could you show her to a cabin?'

øùú Varadrion looks at him and replies "fine"

øùú Mihndrid grins at Mia and looks up at Faelnon, inquiring politely, "Now that that's sorted out, could you or someone else help me lug that pot over to the Dwarves? I believe they gave me permission to use their furnace."

øùú Faelnon nods to Mihndrid.

øùú Varadrion turns and motions for Mia to follow him

øùú Mihndrid nods, "Thanks."

øùú Mia follows Varadrion.

øùú Varadrion walks down the train, glancing back every once in a while, but not saying anything

øùú Mia is slightly unnerved by Varadrion's glances, but doesn't say anything.

øùú Varadrion walks to an empty cabin, opens the door, and motions inside "This is your cabin, for as long as you stay"

øùú Mia looks inside, 'Er, thank you.'

øùú Faelnon helps Mihndrid get the pot into The Dwarves' cabin.

øùú Mihndrid nods thankfully.

øùú Varadrion look at her face, and sees the distress upon it, and says "You are safe with us" and walks away

øùú Thor looks at Mihndrid, 'Ah,' he points to the newest furnace, 'Go right ahead.'

øùú Mihndrid also gives Thor a friendly nod and manages to hoist the large cauldron up onto the furnace. Standing on her toes, she manages to stir it.

øùú Varadrion calls out "Faelnon?"

øùú Faelnon looks at Mihndrid and turns to Thor, 'How is everything going. Anything blown up yet?'

øùú Faelnon hears his name. He heads outside.

øùú Varadrion sees Faelnon and walks towards him

øùú Mihndrid smirks as she continues to stir the large pot, not wanting anything to burn on the bottom.

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion, 'Yes?'

øùú Varadrion says to him "What do you think of Mia? Should we let her stay?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'I don't know, a little too early to judge, I think.'

øùú Varadrion says "Anyone who knows Richard is just another reason for him to show up and kill more of us"

øùú Varadrion continues "And every new person we've taken on has met an unfortunate end, is it safe for her to stay with us?"

øùú Mihndrid takes a break from stirring, listening to the broth seethe and simmer with the heat.

øùú Faelnon turns to Varadrion, 'Varadrion, I honestly don't know, but if she was lost, would you have felt right just leaving her there? We are only taking her to the next town...'

øùú Varadrion says softly "Remember the last two people we were only taking to the next town"

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion coldly, 'Thanks for the memories.'

øùú Varadrion replies "We should not have taken her, for her own good..."

øùú Faelnon says, 'And left her lost and alone in the wilderness?'

øùú Varadrion says "She'd be alive..."

øùú Faelnon says, 'What if she was attacked by an animal?'

øùú Varadrion says "Probably less painful then getting killed by Richard"

øùú Mihndrid revives the stirring, easing the bits and pieces up from the bottom, deciding if this was going to be lunch, or dinner even, it was going to be tolerable.

øùú Faelnon says, 'If you are done?'

øùú Odysseas walks slowly, his black form seen with ease in the blazing sun, some distance in front of them. He seems to be oblivious to anything, but as soon as the wagon train closes in, he turns behind and looks at the incoming wagons, his head cocked in surprise. Shaking his head, he lifts his hand as they close in.

øùú Varadrion says defiantly "If she dies, its on your head, I've seen enough innocent people die lately"

<@Narrator> The 'train quickly slows to a halt for the second time in the hour.

øùú Faelnon repeats, 'If you are done...'

øùú Varadrion curses at Faelnon, and walks away

øùú Odysseas looks up at them, looking out for the one appearing as their leader. "Hail there. I was wondering if I could go along. I can offer money and an additional sword, if need be."

øùú Faelnon looks at Odysseas, coming up front for a better view, 'Hail. Forgive me for being rude, but: who exactly are you?'

øùú Odysseas raises an eyebrow. Glancing at his own appearance for a moment -he hadn't been used to this kind of clothes- he quickly looks back at Faelnon. "I assume you are the leader. I am but a traveller; my name is Odysseas."

øùú Faelnon says, 'I'm Faelnon Trovo'kren. Why would you want to come with us?'

øùú Odysseas chuckles lightly. "Why, a lone traveller is easy prey. Besides, talking to oneself can become a bad habit. Humans are social animals, no?"

øùú Mihndrid idly keeps stirring, the smell of the stew slowly beginning to waft through the train.

øùú Faelnon says, 'You wouldn't be, by chance, delivering a message?'

øùú Odysseas shakes his head. "Neither to you nor anyone else, I'm afraid. At least there might have been something in the end for me, if I was. I'm simply interested in getting to the next town, and if there's company, so much the better."

øùú Faelnon , giving up on any other topics, 'Well, then, come on board. Any dragon-esque behaviour and you will be thrown off.'

øùú Varadrion walks out of his cabin and sees a new person getting on. "We're gonna need another wooden box" he mutters to himself before walking off towards the dwarf cabin

øùú Odysseas smiles, saying "Ah, don't worry about it. I'll behave better than a sea serpent, for sure" as he climbs on the nearest empty seat.

øùú Mihndrid sniffs the brothy stew and after a few more stirs, turns around and asks Thor is he could get the pot off the furnace before the soup burns.

øùú Faelnon nods to Odysseas, 'Okay then, if you'll come with me I can show you to your cabin.'

øùú Varadrion walks into the Cabin with the dwarves and asks "How’s that dagger coming along?"

øùú Thor looks at Varadrion, 'Nearly done, got Thinn an' Totil workin' on it.'

øùú Alril wonders into the room from his cabin, where he has been asleep for many an hour, dreaming of his garden back home.

øùú Varadrion nods and sits down in an empty seat

øùú Odysseas eagerly follows Faelnon to the promised cabin, awaiting for someplace to rest his tired bones.

øùú Faelnon opens the door to an empty cabin, 'There you go, the food cabin is the last one on the 'train, feel free to help yourself.'

øùú Odysseas nods. "Aye, thank you. You have been most generous", he exclaims as he slumps down on the bed.

øùú Mia gets up and looks at the smoke coming from the cabin. She wonders briefly whether she was safer in the wilderness and goes to look at what the smoke comes from.

øùú Faelnon nods and leaves, heading back towards The Dwarves to see how they are.

øùú Mihndrid , deciding the Dwarves are occupied with Varadrion, manages to tug the cauldron off the furnace, losing less then a few splashes of broth to the floor.

øùú Alril is still not quite awake, and appears not to take the slightest bit of notice of what goes on around him.

øùú Mia looks in the window and sees three dwarves in a... smithy? On a train? With mild disbelief, she returns to her cabin.

øùú Mihndrid stirs it a bit more, tasting it and adding in bits of spices.

øùú Faelnon sees Mia returning to her cabin, but pops into Thor's cabin, 'Thor, I have a question: where are you going to live? Will you need another cabin? 'Cause you can build it yourself...'

øùú Thor looks at Faelnon, 'We'll live 'ere, the beds an' stuff are still 'ere, ain't they?'

øùú Foilae looks at the wheelchair for a brief second. He stops and returns his gaze to the dark sky.

øùú Odysseas reaches for the flask on his belt, and uncorks it, bringing it to his mouth. Drinking the last few drops, he sighs, and shakes it to make sure it's empty. Getting up, he opens the door and heads for the last cabin; the food cabin must have some water, and of course, his stomach could use something to digest.

øùú Mia finishes unpacking her things.

øùú Mihndrid dishes out some of the stew into a bowl and after quickly searching for someone unoccupied, strides over to Varadrion and says, "Hungry?"

øùú Varadrion looks up silently and nods softly

øùú Mia comes across the last thing she grabbed before she left home, a clarinet.

øùú Mihndrid hands him the bowl and shuffles back to the cauldron to dish out some more to distribute around the train.

øùú Mia is about to start playing it, when she thinks against it and puts it away.

øùú Odysseas opens the door to the food cabin, looking around. Spotting a gnome, he smiles at her. "Hello there. I was wondering if there was something to eat and drink available."

øùú Varadrion says "Thanks"

øùú Mihndrid looks up at Odysseas and smiles back. Handing him a bowl of the soup she just concocted she remarks, "Have as much as you'd like, there's barrels of water in the back somewhere as well." She waves towards the other end of the cabin before shuffling out.

øùú Odysseas nods, looking at the soup. He's careful enough to hide his distaste for it before the gnome turns her back to him -fish taste so much better!-, but he realizes that's more than he ought to have anyway. Grabbing a nearby spoon, he sits down and starts gulping at it.

øùú Mihndrid peers in Mia's cabin as she passes by, and places a bowl of the soup on a table by the door before striding off to find Faelnon.

øùú Faelnon leaves The Dwarves cabin, annoyed by the heat, and wonders who he should bother next. Foilae was definitely a no-no. Not yet, at any rate.

øùú Odysseas mutters to himself "Well, what'd you expect for a free meal?" quietly as he finishes the soup.

øùú Mihndrid checks in Faelnon's cabin and, not finding him, starts back for the dwarves.

øùú Faelnon spots Mihndrid, 'Hey,'

øùú Mihndrid waves, passes the bowl to him and says , "Eat up, its not as bad as it looks." before continuing down the hall.

øùú Alril , now in a much more agreeable state of drowsiness, begins to amble along the corridors. He glances into the cabins as he goes along. As he wonders past - (unbeknown to him) - Mia's cabin, he sees (unbeknown to him) Mia. "Who the.... What the... Have I missed something??"

øùú Faelnon looks at the soup, 'I want proof of that.'

øùú Mihndrid laughs as she keeps going and almost says its better then Ariea's, but she stops herself, and stops in her tracks too, suddenly recalling the moment.

øùú Mia looks up at Alril suddenly, 'Oh, hello there.'

øùú Alril , after looking shocked for a long while manages to mutter out: "Hey... er... have you been here all the time?"

øùú Mia smiles, 'Um, no, I just got here. You?'

øùú Odysseas finishes the last remnants of the soup, wincing a tad. Getting up, he heads for the back of the cabin, as indicated by Mihndrid, and finds the water barrels. Carefully opening one, he refills his flask, drinks half of it, and refills it again. Closing the barrel, he heads outside of the cabin and towards his own.

øùú Mihndrid looks behind her at Faelnon, her eyes alone transferring what she had been thinking about. Shaking her head, she started down the hall again.

øùú Alril relaxes: "Oh phew, I thought I was going crazy... I'm Alril Broadleaf... I er. got rescued by these guys when I was being chased over a..." Alril's voice trails off, and he omits a long gulp. "So, hey, what’s your name?"

øùú Faelnon goes to his cabin and sets the soup down on the desk, wondering if he should risk touching it.

øùú Mia says, 'I'm Mia. I-someone was... it's a long story.'

øùú Odysseas opens the door to his cabin, oblivious to anything else. Closing it (and locking it, if possible), he removes his cloak, chain mail and sword and sets it by the bed, as he lies on it and starts sleeping.

øùú Faelnon thinks he should go talk to Mia, be polite, and not touch the soup.

øùú Alril smiles, "Ok, I know how you feel"... "Well, nice meeting you.. I wish I could stay and chat longer, but I've been asleep for a good few hours and Im incredibly hungry". He Smiles, nods his head, and saunters out the door and along to the food cabin.

øùú Santhorpe wakes up from his (herbal) sleeping pills, and stumbles dog-eyed out of his cabin to survey the current happenings

øùú Mia smiles, 'Bye Alril, nice to meet you'

øùú Varadrion looks up and asks Thor about the daggers again

øùú Alril doesn’t hear. He is very, very hungry.

øùú Faelnon heads down the 'train towards Mia's cabin.

øùú Santhorpe sees Mia, and does not recognise her. After rubbing his eyes a few more times, he calls to her "hello, stranger! What brings ye to partake in our 'train journey?"

øùú Thor looks at Varadrion, 'Persistent fella, ain't-cha? Yeah, we got ye dagger.' He takes a dagger from Totil and hands it to Varadrion.

øùú Varadrion examines it closely and nods in approval "Thank you"

øùú Mia says, 'Um... that's a long story.'

øùú Thor nods, 'Aye, aye, off ye go.'

øùú Faelnon goes into Mia's cabin and sees Santhorpe.

øùú Varadrion stands and walks out of the dwaf cabin, looking up the train, and then down

øùú Santhorpe says to Faelnon "aha, a friendly face! prey, what has happened in my time of slumber?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'We've got a couple of new people, The Dwarves are threatening to blow up their cabin by stuffing a workshop in there. You know, the usual.'

øùú Faelnon turns to Mia, 'So, do you know anything else about Richard and why he sent that message?'

øùú Santhorpe replies "oh yes.. dwarves....they're ok I suppose, but some of them are rather odd"

øùú Mia looks at Faelnon, 'None, I just hope he doesn't show up.'

øùú Alril enters the empty food cabin. He looks around briefly, and then heads straight for the place he knows and loves best...BREAD ROLLS!

øùú Santhorpe turns to Mia, "Mia, how are you?"

øùú Varadrion walks towards Faelnon and Mia and Santhorpe

<@Narrator> The day passes quickly and uneventfully into the darkness of night time. The clouds refuse to clear and the chill continues.

øùú Mihndrid sits outside the dwarves cabin, enjoying the heat the emits from the door in regular gusts.

øùú Faelnon is sitting in his cabin. He managed to trick Mia into trying some of the re-heated soup. Not to be mean, but Faelnon didn't want to die. He continues his story, 'So anyway, this guy pretended to be Shandor for a few days, annoyed everyone in general, smacked me in the head...'

øùú Mia looks at Faelnon, 'That seems to happen a lot...'

øùú Alril has now finished his forth meal of the day, and now - after a long think and drink of milk - he is fast asleep in his cabin.

øùú Faelnon rubs his head, 'It does, doesn't it? Anyway, this guy could take the form of dead people. He can't really do anything.'

øùú Varadrion walks looks around the group

øùú Mia finishes the soup and looks at the clarinet in her hands, she wasn't sure why she brought it, but now she was clutching it with one hand, like a sort of safety blanket. 'A person who can be dead people, that sounds like something.'

øùú Santhorpe walks along to the food cabin, hoping he's not too late for some food

øùú Faelnon looks at Mia, 'Well, not really, I mean, sure, he puts on a good display, some fancy lights, but really, he can't do anything. He tried to become a god once - failed miserably.'

øùú Faelnon continues, 'Now he is just a lackey.'

øùú Faelnon stands up as he is about to continue.

øùú Mia stands up also, 'If he could become a god, surely he had some power?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Nope. I mean, sure, he tricked a few of us into fighting each other, but Foilae or anyone could do that. He is always leeching off other people, that's why I think he has no power. First he leeched off the Child, now of the Seven. If you ask me, he is probably terrified of us.'

øùú Mihndrid heads back to her cabin, rather worn out.

øùú Santhorpe sees a half full soup bowl on a table, picks it up, walks around investigating the cabins, and sees several people engaging in conversation. Looking for some fun, sees somebody asleep in their cabin. He walks in loudly, and sits on the side of the bed. "WAKE UP, STRANGER!", he yells at this odd-looking halfling

øùú Varadrion speaks up "I don't think anyone on the evil end is scared of us now"

øùú Mia smiles, holding the clarinet by her side, 'No power... well, whoever his boss is, he -is- powerful, he destroyed the city I was in, I was lucky to get out of there alive.'

øùú Mihndrid enters right after Sanmthorpe randomly shrieks at Alril. Raising an eyebrow at him, she seats herself on her bed.

øùú Alril wakes up suddenly... "Wha.. Have I been asleep again...Oh.. uh.. hey Mihndrid... What’s going on, did we crash.. we did didn’t we, there was a mighty noise!"

øùú Mihndrid laughs, winking at Santhorpe.

øùú Thor arrives at Faelnon's cabin, 'Eh, Varadrion, could I 'ave a quick word. All a bit embarassing, but, ah, we might'a made that dagger outta the wrong stuff... if you'll come back we can make a new one for ye.'

øùú Santhorpe sees that this halfling is awake, and says "hello there. I am Santhorpe the human, I don't believe I know you?"

øùú Faelnon looks at Thor and thinks his workshop is going very well.

øùú Mia looks a bit overwhelmed with everything going on, but wants to hear more of the story.

øùú Mia asks, 'What else do you know about him?'

øùú Varadrion looks at Thor and asks "What did you make it out of?"

øùú Alril shakes his head... "Another one...that’s er... " he thinks, "er... lots in one day. Who are you? And um... nice to meet you by the way"

øùú Odysseas wakes up in his cabin after hours, rested. Looking around groggily, he gets up and rubs his eyes. He reaches for his sword and ties it in his belt, but leaves the cloak and armour there. Opening the door, he heads out, fixing his messy hair, looking out for anyone to hold a conversation with.

øùú Thor says, 'Very brittle substance we got a shipment off by accident, if ye 'it it off anything, it'll shatter.'

øùú Mihndrid says kindly, "He's been here for a bit, Alril. Remember?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'Well, we don't know what he truly is, but the last time we saw him he was, as ever, leeching off someone more powerful.'

øùú Faelnon looks at Thor, 'Oh really?'

øùú Varadrion throws his dagger into the floor

øùú Thor nods, 'Aye, really, it was the merchant. Said it was quality steel, lousy bugger.'

<@Narrator> The dagger seems alright on first glance, but there is a large crack running from hilt to the tip.

øùú Varadrion curses and throws the dagger out the door

øùú Varadrion says to Thor "Don't worry about it"

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion, 'I think you'd better go with Thor, you could smack that...um... anger? Into a blade.'

øùú Varadrion looks at his sword "I have one already"

øùú Odysseas wanders around a bit and manages to stumble on the cabin full of people. Knocking on the door, he opens it and smiles, "Hello the-" but his left arm gets slashed by the dagger.

øùú Odysseas growls "Ouch".

øùú Santhorpe hears something like a sword flying through the air and, wondering what was going on, decides to move along and explore.

øùú Varadrion stands up and looks at Thor

øùú Alril thinks. "Oh yeah. Sorry, I get like this when I go to asleep. You really shouldn't let me. I dont need sleep, Or not much, anyway". Alril's eyes begin to close, but he smacks himself and jumps up, with apparently much more energy. He goes up to Santhorpe, as he leaves, and shakes his hand.. "Well, hello..again",

øùú Santhorpe says to everyone in general "I say, terrible, you just can't get the staff today, can you"

øùú Mia stands up and says, 'Faelnon, if it is alright with you, I'd like a word, something important - I didn't want to mention it in front of your friends, it is... aimed at you.'

øùú Santhorpe turns abruptly to Alril and says "oh, there you are! Sorry if I woke you, old pal. It's a riot out here"

øùú Varadrion walks towards the furnace cabin

øùú Odysseas growls again, "Do you try to kill every man trying to open that door or am I a unique case?"

øùú Faelnon looks at Mia, concerned, 'Okay, follow me.'

øùú Alril looks around. "Madness, he mutters... what’s happening??"

øùú Faelnon stands up and leaves, he goes to Shandor's cabin, unlocks the door and goes inside.

øùú Odysseas is holding his left forearm, blood staining his black tunic.

øùú Mia follows Faelnon quickly and quietly, biting her bottom lip, with a pensive look on her hand. She is gripping the clarinet so tightly she is surprised it hasn't snapped in two.

øùú Mihndrid remarks to Odysseas as she comes up behind Santhorpe, "My, that didn't take long."

øùú Santhorpe replies to Alril "well old chap, it would appear that some shoddy workmanship has taken place. Also, Mia and Faelnon have gone off to talk in private. There's been something between those two ever since they met, I'm sure of it"

øùú Varadrion looks at Odysseas and says "Pay more attention next time" and goes to the furnace

øùú Faelnon closes and locks the door after she enters, 'Okay, what's the problem?

øùú Mihndrid , despite her size, leans her leg out and trips Varadrion as he walks past. Hissing, she says, "Stop being so insensitive for once."

øùú Alril looks confused. "Mia's the new one isn't she?"

øùú Mia says, 'I'm not sure now to say this... I mean, he really scared me, I don't know if it is true or not...'

øùú Santhorpe looks equally bewildered and replies "yes, and I think she's something of a maverick. Girls are like that at that age; I wouldn't worry too much"

øùú Faelnon says, 'Don't worry, take your time.'

øùú Rue emerges from her cabin for the first time tonight. she hears chitter chatter on some other area of the 'train and heads towards it.

øùú Mihndrid sidles away from Varadrion and continues listening to Santhorpe and Alril.

øùú Mia says, 'Well, you said that 'Death' didn't have any power, but something he said... oh this is just stupid, we should forget it, it was probably a lie... I'm sorry to ahve troubled you.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'No, go on.'

øùú Rue enters the area where the others are and waves to each of them in turn.

øùú Santhorpe notices Mihndrid, and says to her "Hello there, and how are you faring?"

øùú Odysseas looks surprised that no-one has noticed that he's darn bleeding about now.

øùú Mia says, 'Well, like you said he had no power. But... I do.' With a smirk, she shifts into someone more recognisable, Shandor, the clarinet turns into a short sword, 'Hi Faely.' Before Faelnon can react 'Death' stabs Faelnon in the chest, 'Thanks for bringing me to my cabin.'

øùú Faelnon 's eyes go wide as he looks at the blade, he gasps, trying to form a word as he slides backwards and slumps into the door.

øùú Mia says, 'Oh come on Faely, like anyone could survive a dragon attack. Except you, but I guess I've fixed that part, right?'

øùú Varadrion hears a thump on the door as he walks around, and walks towards it casually

øùú Mihndrid shrugs, "Alright, I suppose."

øùú Varadrion tries the door, but finds it locked

øùú Santhorpe shrugs back to Mihndred, and turns to return to his cabin

øùú Varadrion pulls on the door, but nothing happens

øùú Faelnon looks, wide-eyed at Mia as he continues to gasp.

øùú Odysseas shakes his head and makes way towards his cabin. Opening it up, he removes his tunic, takes his flask and pours water on the wound to clean it. Cutting a part of the sheets, he quickly makes a bandage and wraps it around the wound. Replacing his tunic, slightly wincing, he decides he had better spend his time on his cabin just to be on the safe side...

øùú Mihndrid looks up at Varadrion, "What are you trying to do -now-?"

øùú Varadrion looks at Mihndrid and says "I heard a bang, and the door is locked"

øùú Faelnon hears voices out side and swings his hand, it catches the door handle, he grimaces as he remembers the door is locked.

øùú Mihndrid frowns slightly, and her eyes shift to his sword

øùú Mia hears people outside.

øùú Varadrion follows Mihndrid's gaze and says "What are you looking at?'

øùú Mia smirks and kicks Faelnon away from the door. It's arm changes into something very large, it could be described as a giant's arm. It grins and smacks the door with such force that it comes right off its hinges and hits anyone beyond.

øùú Mihndrid looks back at the door. "If you can't break the damn door down, slice the damn hinges off."

øùú Santhorpe hears a commotion outside, and walks up to Varadrion, seeing him against a cabin door, the door into which Faelnon and Mia had oddly entered just a few minutes ago

øùú Mia disappears in a tower of flame.

øùú Mihndrid falls backwards just as she says this, landing on the ground, door pinning her down.

øùú Faelnon is lying on the floor, shirt soaked with his blood, his arms stop moving after a few moments.

øùú Varadrion is hit by the door and knocked over the railing of the walkway and onto the ground

øùú Santhorpe is flabbergasted by the current situation, and moves to help pick up Mihndird, the door and Varadrion..."what happened?!" he shouts..."I knew something was up with that Mia!

øùú Varadrion slumps to the ground beside the train unconscious

øùú Thor comes running up from the workshop, 'What the Tarkna...?'

øùú Rue stares at where the door was, and goes running down the walkway of the 'train. She watches Varadrion fall over and kneels next to Mihndrid, her face pale. "Mihndrid?"

øùú Thor spots Faelnon's foot across the doorway. He dashes inside.

øùú Mihndrid puts her hand to her forehead, and smiles weakly before looking at Rue. "I'm fine, what happened to Mia and Faelnon?"

øùú Thor looks at Faelnon, he doesn't know what to do.

øùú Rue looks around. "Mia...gone. Faelnon...I think he's still in the room." She stands and offers a hand to Mihndrid.

øùú Mihndrid looks past Thor and sees Faelnon unmoving on the floor. Her eyes widen and she jumps up rather easily without the aid of Rue's hand, and hurries past the Dwarf.

øùú Santhorpe runs up the train to the driver, and orders him to stop

øùú Thor can't find the right words to call for help, he checks Faelnon's pulse instead - still there.

øùú Odysseas hears a lot of noise outside, but prefers to stay in his cabin. Weird folk.

øùú Mihndrid looks to Thor and opens her mouth to ask, but shuts it again.

øùú Varadrion opens his eyes slowly... hes on his back

øùú Rue looks over to Thor, and then to Faelnon laying on the ground. Her face drains of any colour left in it and her mouth drops open. She moves her mouth as if attempting to make words but nothing comes out.

øùú Faelnon 's eyes dart about, he's unable to form words.

øùú Santhorpe comes back down the train, and asks what is going on, is faelnon going to live?

øùú Varadrion struggles slowly to his feet, and grabs onto the edge of the train

øùú Mihndrid says, "Someone put him on the bed."

øùú Santhorpe has little experience in attacks of these kinds

øùú Thor says, 'We need to get 'im to a 'ealer, er, one that, ye know, 'asn't been stabbed.'

øùú Santhorpe picks up Faelnon's legs, and motions for someone to pick up his arms

øùú Mihndrid grimaces at his comment.

øùú Rue looks at Thor. "Where's the nearest town?"

øùú Varadrion groans and pulls himself onto the walkway, before passing out again

øùú Thor says, 'About an hour away, we've got te stop the bleedin'.'

øùú Santhorpe yells "will someone pick up Faelnon's arms and help me here?!"

øùú Rue leans over and puts her hands over the wound with a slight grimace. "Someone find something to bandage this with!"

øùú Mihndrid tugs a cloth out of her pouch and hands it to Thor, not knowing what else to do.

øùú Thor says, 'What is it Faelnon would'a done... put pressure on it? Does that stop the bleedin'?'

øùú Rue takes the cloth and presses it over the wound, but it quickly soaks through. She mutters a curse and then turns around. "Someone needs to tell the drivers to get going as fast as they can!"

øùú Mihndrid turns at her words and starts running for the front of the train

øùú Mihndrid reaches the front and pants to the drivers, "GO! As fast as this rotten piece of driftwood can take us!"

øùú Rue runs outside and pushes Varadrion off the 'train. Hahahah

øùú Varadrion drags rue off with him and pushes her under a wheel

øùú Faelnon gasps, 'My... medical kit.' He gasps again, 'Has... stops bleeding...'

<+Rue> ooc - Damn...

øùú Santhorpe runs to get Faelnon's medi kit

<+Mia> Rue is fine and dandy.

øùú Mihndrid , after seeing that the drivers are indeed rushing, darts back to Shandor's cabin.

øùú Rue looks around. Where's the medical kit?!"

øùú Thor says, ''Is cabin, probably.'

øùú Santhorpe comes back with the medi kit

øùú Santhorpe announces: "right, I have NO idea how to use this...would someone like to take over?"

øùú Faelnon looks at it, he tries to describe it, 'Powder... blue...quickly...'

øùú Mihndrid takes it from his and tosses it down to Rue.

øùú Rue grabs the medical kit, keeping one hand in the gaping hole in Faelnon's chest, opens it with the other hand and looks at the ingredients blankly

øùú Faelnon says, 'Dark blue...'

øùú Mihndrid reminds her, "A blue powder. Probably in a bottle."

øùú Rue looks at Faelnon. "Blue powder..." she murmurs, digging through the kit 'til she finds it.

<@Narrator> Everyone is shaken as the 'train suddenly shudders to a halt.

øùú Rue holds it up to Faelnon, then, realizing that this powder is lighter blue, digs around until she finds the dark blue one.

øùú Mihndrid looks furiously down the hall, "Why are they stopping?!"

øùú Rue holds this one up to Faelnon. "What do I do?"

øùú Rue jerks forward, inadvertently pushing hard on the wound.

øùú Varadrion moans and opens his eyes again

øùú Odysseas jumps up from his bed, surprised from the sudden halt. Quickly, he opens his door and tries to look around. "Really weird folk", he mutters.

<@Narrator> The 'train has been stopped by about a dozen soldiers. Their markings clearly indicate that they are the same ones who attacked the group on previous occasions.

øùú Faelnon gasps, 'Just... sprinkle on...'

øùú Rue whimpers as she hears the squish of blood beneath her hand.

øùú Varadrion stands up slowly and looks around

øùú Varadrion sees the soldiers and shakily draws a pair of daggers

øùú Thor looks outside and mutters a few select words.

øùú Rue rips open the bag with her teeth then looks around. "Someone get me a knife. I can't pour this through his shirt!"

øùú Thor runs back to the workshop to grab his axe.

øùú Varadrion tosses a dagger to Rue and draws another

øùú Rue turns around. "Why'd the train stop. What's going on?"

øùú Rue catches the dagger and nods a thanks to Varadrion, then uses it to tear open Faelnon's shirt.

øùú Mihndrid gulps and looks out the window, "Rue...just...go on, keep taking care of him."

øùú Odysseas stumbles on the cabin with all the people in it. "What's with the commotion?" he asks, noticing the wounded man he earlier recognised as their leader.

øùú Thor returns with his axe, 'Soldiers, dunno how many, I'm gonna get everyone to come 'ere.'

øùú Rue pours a heapin' healin' of the blue powder into the wound.

øùú Mihndrid grimaces and draws her flute from her pack, heading for Thor and Vara.

øùú Odysseas looks at the dwarf. "Wha...?"

øùú Thor goes outside and looks for everyone, the drivers have fled their spot and have found the cabin.

øùú Varadrion looks at Thor and says "Protect Faelnon?"

øùú Mihndrid looks up at Odysseas, "In short: People who're just dying to kill us."

øùú Rue turns to Odysseas. "Go outside. We've gotta make sure they don't get in here.

<@Narrator> The powder instantly seems to be healing Faelnon, he stops bleeding and the skin begins to slowly repair.

øùú Faelnon breathes in relief, 'Th-thank you, Rue.'

øùú Mihndrid exits the train through a window and perches on top of the roof, surveying the scene around her.

øùú Rue pants, her eyes wide as she stares at the wound. She withdraws her bloodsoaked hands and stares at the closing wound.

øùú Odysseas grumbles. "Great. I've left my armor on the car, and I got a slash in my arm. Can't get better". Nevertheless, he draws his blade and holds it in his hands. "Let's stay on board! Unless they torch us, they'll outnumber us in the open!"

øùú Mihndrid starts playing a strange, jerky tune, which seems to coarse through the air and burn the ears of the listeners.

øùú Varadrion looks at Thor and says "Should we jump off and go get them?"

øùú Mihndrid sighs in satisfaction as the spell agreeably goes into action and a ball of fire emits from the little instrument, hurling itself into the crowd of soldiers.

øùú Thor says, 'Like Tarkna, we stay 'ere. They can't all come through the door at once.'

øùú Odysseas glances around. "How many fighting men?" He asks as he joins the fray. "Damn the Seven Serpents! More of'em!"

øùú Varadrion takes a spot beside the door and says to Thor "Tell me when the first one gets right in front of the door"

øùú Rue looks at Faelnon, still worried. "Are you ok? Can you speak?"

øùú Mihndrid gulps, realising she's the only one outdoors, but nevertheless begins to play again, this time the music sharp and cracked.

øùú Faelnon nods to Rue before asking, 'What's going on?'

øùú Foilae looks up as someone bangs on his door. He quickly mutters a spell and it locks itself.

øùú Odysseas looks at the gnome outside. "Get in here!" he yells as he steps outside two, covering her retreat.

øùú Rue breathes a sigh of relief and wraps her arms around Faelnon in a hug before drawing back with a sigh. "You worried us, Faelnon. You got stabbed, Mia disappeared, you were bleeding to death, and, oh yeah, we're getting attacked.’

øùú Mihndrid glances down at Odysseas as the clouds above swirl, sending a bolt of lightning down at a small patch at the soldiers.

øùú Santhorpe thinks the most sensible solution would be to start the train and run them all over?

øùú Faelnon says, 'Mia is 'Death', I got stabbed, we're being attacked, did anyone let Foilae know?'

øùú Mihndrid ducks back into the train, unintentionally through Foilae's window.

øùú Varadrion looks at Faelnon "Foilae!" and runs out of the cabin

øùú Odysseas realises he's heavily outnumbered. He raises his arm, like he did some time ago... concentrates... sparks flicker from his hand, more and more. And then, it stops abruptly, fizzling. Yelling a curse, the young swordsman gets inside.

øùú Foilae sighs as a chunk of his door is smashed in by an axe.

øùú Rue shakes her head. "I don't think so..." she stares down at her blood-covered hands and wipes them on her tunic.

øùú Santhorpe decides people need some help. Wearily, he casts off his coat and shirt, revealing plain mail armour below them, and pulls out a long, sharp dagger

øùú Foilae gives up on his depression and turns to his other friend - anger. He bellows a series of seemingly meaningless words, the door pops off its hinges, floats above the attacker before hitting him on the head several times.

øùú Varadrion charges the soldier who just hacked Foilae's door, but ducks to avoid being smacked by the flying door

øùú Mihndrid grimaces at the sight of the elf. She pats his hand, nods encouragingly towards the chair, and climbs back up to the roof, feeling a little safer up there anyway.

øùú Rue points to Faelnon's chest. "By the way. You're going to need a new shirt. I had to cut it off when I was saving your life." she grins.

øùú Varadrion dives into Foilae's cabin "Lets get out of here"

øùú Foilae looks at Varadrion, 'Varadrion, do recall something that happened to me yesterday that might make that a little bit difficult?'

øùú Santhorpe heads for the nearest attacker, runs right at him, and aims to take a swipe, but misses and gets his sword stuck in the wall. Luckily, the attacker is scared away

øùú Varadrion walks over to Foilae and lifts him off the ground "Alright, then we'll do it this way" and runs from the cabin towards the group

øùú Varadrion makes it to the cabin and drops Foilae inside

øùú Odysseas searches for the nearest soldier, making sure he returns to his cabin. His sword arcs low, but he quickly raises it, past the fellow's defences. A deep gash appears on the man's chest, but he's clearly not dead. However, Odysseas runs past him, kicking him down as he runs for his cabin.

øùú Varadrion turns out of the cabin and draws his two daggers again

øùú Santhorpe sees the soldier hurt by Odysseas, runs up and attacks him from behind, taking a perfect hit in the back

øùú Santhorpe the soldier yelps and falls to the floor, for all purposes dead

øùú Varadrion throws a dagger at a soldier and strikes him in the neck, dropping him to the ground

øùú Rue turns around to where Foilae has been dropped. "Erm...here..." she says, kneeling next to him and pulling his arm over her shoulder, helping him over to a chair.

øùú Foilae sighs, 'Thank you, Rue.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'How many are there?'

øùú Rue nods sadly, giving a heavy sigh. She puts a hand to her forehead, staring at both of the wounded leaders. "Twenty-four...last I checked. There could be more now." she sighs.

øùú Foilae is still very angry with the soldiers disturbing his nice brood. As one nears the door, he mutters a spell that throws him off.

øùú Varadrion pulls his dagger out of the fallen soldier and dodges strikes from two more

øùú Faelnon says, 'We have to get moving, try and get up to the front and go as fast as possible, then we can knock them off, run them over, or leave them behind.'

øùú Varadrion stabs on in the stomach, and after dodging a strike from another, snaps his neck

øùú Rue looks at Foilae. "How are we going to do that?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'Fight your way up? Only send a couple.'

øùú Thor says, 'I'll go.'

øùú Santhorpe hears a soldier coming at him from behind, spins on one foot while raising his leg in the air. He kicks the solider in the chest, knocking him to the floor, and proceeds to stamp him to death..."I've always liked the alternative methods"

øùú Odysseas finally reaches his cabin, knocking aside another soldier, Rushing in, he locks the door, thrusts the sword at the floor and quickly puts on his chain mail. Wearing his cloak, he reaches for his sword just by the time the door flies wide open and two soldiers gleefully eye him.

øùú Thor turns to Rue, 'Ye and me go and cut these gits a new- er... mouth. A new mouth.'

øùú Santhorpe notices everyone getting on the train, and follows suit

øùú Varadrion sheathes his dagger and grabs his sword, and proceeds to cut a soldier's head off "I prefer traditional ways"

øùú Faelnon says, 'I wish you luck, I'm just going to lie here and die a little longer.'

øùú Santhorpe runs head first at another soldier "well, I've always been a mover...." the soldier gashes his ear, and he staggers slightly

øùú Rue nods to Thor with a smile. "I like that idea." she says, beaming and drawing her sword. "Foilae, Faelnon, will you two be able to hold them off with spells until we get back?" she asks with a hint of worry in her voice.

øùú Thor nods to Rue and charges out the door. He does a u-turn and heads up towards the front, randomly hacking at whatever parts of the enemy he comes across.

øùú Odysseas curses loudly as he realises he's outnumbered. Looking at the window, he realises the others will move too fast and get him. He makes for the window, provoking movement by the others, but he quickly spins around and thrusts his sword. The blade runs through the guts of the forward soldier; pulling out a dagger from his boot, he throws it at the other man; he dodged it, but Odysseas bought time to retrieve his sword.

øùú Mihndrid , after a good lot of thought, rams her steaming flute back in her pack and runs for the front of the train along the tops of the cabins.

øùú Varadrion is hit in the back with a foot, and falls forward. He rolls away from a slash and kick the soldiers feet out, and then stabs him in the chest

øùú Rue nods to Faelnon and Foilae and rushes after Thor. A soldier steps in front of her, and she is quick in slashing him across the stomach and kicking him off of the 'train.

øùú Mihndrid reaches the front and drops down into the seat. After a minute of random considering she grabs the reigns and the train surges forwards.

øùú Foilae is knocked off his chair with the sudden movement.

øùú Rue feels the train moves and turns around, relieved.

øùú Faelnon can't help Foilae in his current state. He does, however, pick up a lamp and throw it at the soldier entering the room.

øùú Foilae pants, 'Thanks so much...'

øùú Mihndrid urges the animals to move faster as a few of the soldiers are trampled under them and the wagon wheels.

øùú Thor trips a soldier up and quickly removes his head.

øùú Odysseas feels a blade stabbing him in the back; he'd be dead, save for his armour, Spinning around quickly, his sword comes down sharply in an overhead blow, severing half the torso of the offending soldier.

øùú Varadrion kicks a soldier off the train and runs towards the front

øùú Santhorpe notices Faelnon and Foilae struggling, and, fighting his way through the soldiers, make it to their cabin to protect them

øùú Thor shoulder-charges a soldier and knocks him off the 'train.

øùú Thor hollers, ''Ow many are left?'

øùú Varadrion catches a soldier from behind, and after cutting his throat, throws his body off the train

øùú Rue walks back to the cabin calmly, figuring that she can't see any soldiers, but she is proved wrong when one drops in front of her, slashing her across the stomach.

øùú Varadrion hollers back "Four!"

øùú Santhorpe hollers back "no idea...I've killed four, maybe more"

øùú Mihndrid looks back with a grimace at the mass of soldiers on the train, but in vaguely encouraged by the gaining speed of the horses.

øùú Faelnon can find nothing else to hurl at the enemies.

øùú Varadrion sees Rue get slashed and throws his sword, catching the soldier in the back\

øùú Odysseas yells "I got three!"

øùú Rue falls to her knees with a whimper, and then kicks at the soldiers knees attempting to knock him down.

øùú Santhorpe is standing guard of Faelnon and Foilae's cabin, when suddenly he is attacked by soldiers and pinned against the wall

øùú Santhorpe yells "HELP!"

øùú Thor sees Rue, and runs over to help, he is knocked of his feet, into the outside wall of a cabin by a soldier.

øùú Varadrion jumps on the back of one of the soldiers and drives a dagger into his back, while strangling him

øùú Rue watches the soldier fall and then looks up at Varadrion. "Thanks..." she mutters.

øùú Odysseas rushes for the cabin with Faelnon and Foilae. Rushing past, he nearly bowls one of the soldiers over, but he loses his balance and falls down with the man, his sword flying from his grasp.

øùú Mihndrid decides it doesn't matter where the horses go, as long as they're going, and draws her mace. Gulping, she jumps out into the hall and takes a swipe at one of the soldiers with his back to her.

øùú Santhorpe has managed to overcome one of the soldiers, but the other soldier's sword is nearing ever closer to his body

øùú Thor groans, before removing the small hammer from his belt. He swings it, hits the soldier's knee. He grins, 'Good reflexes.' Before the soldier can attack, he swings a fist into the soldier's stomach and shoves him off the 'train.

øùú Rue pushes her sword into the walkway to help her up, and then, wrapping one arm around her stomach, kicks the corpse of the soldier that attacked her off the 'train. "Bastard."

øùú Odysseas throws a short chop at the man's neck, breaking his Adam’s apple with a gurgling sound. "Bastard", he mutters as he feels the hilt of a sword being driven on the back of his head, his face falling on the cold planks.

øùú Mihndrid feels the mace connect with his back, and recoiling her arm, she slashes at his legs and runs past.

øùú Varadrion finishes off his soldier by kicking the back of his head into the floor

øùú Faelnon sees a soldier enter his room, giving up on looking for any other objects, he grabs a boot and throws it at the attacker.

øùú Varadrion throws a dagger into the back of the neck of the soldier over Odysseas

øùú Odysseas gets up, and feels a leg slamming his ribs.

øùú Foilae pulls the soldier's feet from under him.

øùú Mihndrid slashes at various legs and dangling hands as she careens through the train, trying to find the others.

øùú Odysseas rolls around and trips the soldier; already dead, however, from a dagger in the back of his neck.

øùú Faelnon grabs his other boot and throws it at the soldier.

øùú Rue staggers back to the cabin that Faelnon and Foilae are in, ramming her sword into the soldier's stomach.

øùú Odysseas retrieves his sword and looks around for another soldier.

øùú Rue is hit in the head with Faelnon's boot.

øùú Faelnon pants, 'Thank you, Rue, but we were handling everything quite well.'

øùú Varadrion removes his daggers from the soldiers and looks around

øùú Santhorpe slashes at anything in particular and, realising he is being completely melodramatic, calms down and sheaths his sword, his armour still gleaming

øùú Rue staggers back into the room and slumps against the wall, arm clutched around her stomach.

øùú Odysseas sheaths his own sword, panting and holding his bruised ribs. "They... they're all dead?"

øùú Foilae groans, 'Little help?'

øùú Mihndrid gasps, panting as she legs her mace drop to the floor, "Be glad for it."

øùú Varadrion calls to Faelnon "She’s hurt, get something for this cut"

øùú Rue nods in thanks to Varadrion and leans against the wall, head tilted towards the ceiling. "And I liked this tunic..." she mutters through the pain.

øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion, 'Yes, I'll do that right after I stop dying!'

øùú Santhorpe thinks..."err, blue powder?", he calls

øùú Faelnon shouts, 'Dark blue powder.'

øùú Rue looks at Santhorpe. "I...erm...poured all of it on Faelnon's chest..." she blushes.

øùú Santhorpe yells back "in the same kit, yeah?"

øùú Faelnon spots it on the bed, he picks it up, 'Catch!'

øùú Odysseas shakes his head. All he got was a few good bruises from the battle; thank god for his armour.

øùú Rue looks over at Faelnon. "But apparently there's another bag..." she grins.

øùú Faelnon throws it at Varadrion.

øùú Santhorpe turns to Rue: "well, get in there and take some out, if that's possible!"

øùú Faelnon grins at Rue.

øùú Mihndrid tramps past the dead soldiers to the others and pants, glad she avoided most damage due to her height.

øùú Varadrion catches the bag and sprinkles some over Rue's cut

øùú Odysseas says in a low voice. "I'll be in my cabin if you need me..." and walks slowly towards it.

øùú Foilae looks, despairingly, at the group, he coughs, 'A little help...'

øùú Mihndrid frowns slightly and stops Odysseas.

øùú Mihndrid looks up at him and gives him a weak smile, "Thanks."

øùú Santhorpe says to Rue: "you were lucky girl, you were lucky...whatever would we do without a leader who attempts to kill us then nearly kills himself?"

øùú Odysseas looks down on the gnome. "Yes?"

øùú Rue stares down at the cut with her eyebrows raised. She pats her stomach after the cut heals, staring at where it was. "Wow..."

øùú Rue walks over to Foilae and offers her hand.

øùú Mihndrid looks back to Rue and gives her a grin, "Magic is so lovely."

øùú Varadrion looks down at a deep wound on his arm and sprinkles a bit of powder over it. It begins to heal.

øùú Odysseas shakes his head. "I said I'd offer my sword if I boarded. I simply did what I had to. And they weren't exactly going to spare me either, them rotten bastards."

øùú Varadrion says to him "you nearly offered your life as well"

øùú Foilae says, If you could get me onto a chair, that would be great.'

øùú Mihndrid pats Varadrion on the arm, "We all did, and be glad none of them were taken."

øùú Santhorpe hoists up Foilae and with a heave, deposits him on the nearest chair

øùú Varadrion smiles weakly at Mihndrid "Indeed"

øùú Foilae sighs, 'Thank you.'

øùú Mihndrid remembers the horses are running in the completely wrong direction. Gulping, she says, "Hey.. um...can any of you drive?"

<@Narrator> The drivers look at Mihndrid before one grins sheepishly and runs off to check, the others quickly follow

øùú Mihndrid sighs with relief as they walk off and look back to the others.

øùú Rue smiles at Santhorpe. "I've been lucky before. I'm like a rat. You just can't get rid of me." she laughs, and then returns to patting her stomach where the cut was curiously.

øùú Odysseas shakes his head. "You need any help?", he asks at large.

øùú Mihndrid starts engaging herself with pushing the soldier's bodies from the train and out the door, not knowing what else to do.

øùú Thor finishes kicking off all the corpses. He enters Shandor's cabin, it feels oddly cold and empty without either Shandor or Ariea in it, only he hadn't noticed it before.

øùú Rue sighs and takes a seat on the floor with a yawn. "Never a dull moment..." she murmurs, more to herself than anyone.

øùú Santhorpe says to Rue "sorry about the delayed reply...I was daydreaming...yes, I daresay you are lucky. well, that's a good thing because it looks like we'll need more of that luck on this quest.'

øùú Faelnon has, like Thor, noticed that now no-one is dying and no-one is fighting, this room does feel cold, and abandoned. He says, 'I think we should leave this cabin.'

øùú Rue smiles and gives small wave to Santhorpe. "I do what I can." she laughs.

øùú Mihndrid comments lightly, "Well, since we're now going in the right direction and no one is trying to kill us, what's left to do?"

øùú Thor looks at Faelnon and sees the glint of recognition in his eye, 'I 'ave no objections with that.'

øùú Santhorpe continues "I know I sound sceptical, everyone, but I've just joined, and, well, I didn't really bargain for all this, you know, my human emotions cut out all the fear, even though reality is often different. Still, I remain sceptical about us surviving. I'll retire to my cabin now, to avoid any further depression"

øùú Mihndrid mutters, "More doubtful people, whee."

øùú Faelnon says to Mihndrid, 'I could do with a Healer still, although, if worst comes to worst, I can treat myself.'

øùú Rue looks up at Faelnon curiously. She is about to protest when she looks around and realizes for the first time whose cabin it is. She sighs, a rush of sadness coming over her, and looks up at Faelnon sadly.

øùú Faelnon shrugs, 'We've been dealing with the End of the World longer.'

øùú Mihndrid shrugs, "Sometimes I just want to give it up and go home."

øùú Odysseas falls on his bed like that, not bothering to take even his armour off. At least next time he won't be caught off-guard.

øùú Rue looks at Mihndrid with a sigh. "Me too, but I-" she cuts herself off and distracts herself by looking at a very interesting speck on the floor.

øùú Santhorpe meanders off to his cabin, knocking in to the odd wall here and there

øùú Mihndrid pats Rue's hand and gives her a smile before leaving the cabin.

øùú Faelnon struggles to his feet and looks at the lamp, 'We should buy a new lamp for when they ret-' He stops himself, realising that they aren't returning, 'We should by a new lamp.'

øùú Rue looks at Faelnon, pain written on her face and in her eyes. She tries to think of something to say, but nothing comes out. Back to the speck on the floor, then.

øùú Thor follows Faelnon out silently.

øùú Faelnon lets everyone out, looking at the ground, he closes the door and locks it.

øùú Foilae was waiting for someone to ask him, but they've locked him inside, 'Um. Guys?'

øùú Rue looks around the room, noting how it looks strangely...grey. She sighs and stands, looking at Foilae with sad eyes. "I guess I should get you to your cabin, huh?" she asks, her voice low, sad.

øùú Foilae shakes his head, 'No, I just want to think for a moment. Besides, someone has to put this room in order again.'

øùú Santhorpe is once again sound asleep in his cabin, oblivious to the goings on around him, and wanting nothing more than a hot bowl of soup and his lovely little hillside home

øùú Rue nods. She looks around the room, the broken glass from the lamps, the bloodied sheets on the bed. She turns away from Foilae and acts as if she's taking the sheets off the bed when, really, she's attempting to hide her tears.

øùú Foilae sees what state Rue is in, but any comforting words he has seem shallow, 'Rue, perhaps you should rest, you did get a stomach wound.'

øùú Odysseas sleeps somewhat uneasily, with his armour and all. He does snore mighty loudly, though.

øùú Rue turns around to Foilae, biting her lip and running a hand through her hair. "I'll be fine. I just...I don't know. This is the first time I've been in here since-" she stops and gives a sigh. "Let's go..." she murmurs, walking over to Foilae's chair.

øùú Mihndrid sits with a loud sigh on her bed and shuts her eyes.

øùú Foilae says, 'You go ahead, I just want a moment.'

<@Narrator> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The 'Quest' III - Stabbed, crippled, crying, we're still going >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>



'The Best of the Rest'



03/07/16 19:10:33 I like the previously on -- taken from Buffy, no doubt

03/07/16 19:10:59 Actually, taken from one of the dozens of shows that use it.

03/07/16 19:11:10 And I couldn't afford Giles to come and say it, so :P



<+Mihndrid> OOC: Well if you really want to mentally screw your character, I won't intervene o.o;;

<@Faelnon> OOC: Ahem. *Points to Shandor* What do you think?



øùú Mia sighs and gives up trying to recall the name, 'Are you the band of "morons" who are trying to stop "the End"?'

<+Mihndrid> OOC: I'm flattered :D



øùú Faelnon turns to Varadrion, 'What do you think?'

<@Faelnon> OOC: For point of fact, I don't care what he thinks, I'm just running out of conversation topics.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Lol.

<+Varadrion> ooc: i oughta kill you

<@Faelnon> OOC: Again, I could show her the cabin m'self, but I like the Powah. And these stupid sheep do it. *flicks Varadrion*

[Aw, he cares about you really. Well, possibly. I suppose, if you paid him enough… -Ed]

<+Varadrion> ooc: What a good host eh :S lol

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Does she get a mint on her pillow?

<@Faelnon> OOC: Silence, Bell Boy.



øùú Mia is slightly unnerved by Varadrion's glances [Who wouldn't be? I hear Isondil still has nightmares] but doesn't say anything.

<+Varadrion> ooc: shes going off the side

<@Faelnon> OOC: Like I said, get in line.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: But you must follow of course, even if it is Ladies First.

<@Faelnon> OOC: which is why Varadrion is ahead.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: I thought he had that -fixed- Colm?

<+Dytalorien> OOC: Now, now, children. Be nice. :P



øùú Varadrion look at her face, and sees the distress upon it, and says "You are safe with us" and walks away

<@Faelnon> OOC: Wow, don't you all feel reassured? :P

<+Varadrion> ooc: Shut up

<+Mihndrid> OOC: He could have been romantic and looked into her eyes, but noooo, the FACE. Eloquence is lost.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Romantic would be out of char for Varadrion, lol

<@Faelnon> OOC: "You are safe with us. Oh, mind the patch of blood where the last 'safe' person was ruthlessly murdered"



<+Mihndrid> OOC: Vara just wants that extra cabin to keep his ballet keepsakes.

<@Faelnon> OOC: brb - phone. And lol

<+Mihndrid> OOC: What? Ballet is cool o.o;;



øùú Faelnon looks at Varadrion coldly, 'Thanks for the memories.'

<+Mihndrid> OOC: To hell with photo albums :D

<@Faelnon> OOC: They're mine! *Hugs the photo albums*



<+Mihndrid> OOC: That's right Vara, be very caring and leave her lost and alone in the wilderness. Such a gentleman ^.^

<+Varadrion> ooc: At least she;d be alive

øùú Faelnon says, 'And left her lost and alone in the wilderness?'

<@Faelnon> OOC: I didn't copy 'n' paste... well, not completely. :D

øùú Varadrion says "She'd be alive..."

<@Faelnon> OOC: What if a bear caught her?

<+Varadrion> ooc: ditto, lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: Oh god... shut up, lol

øùú Faelnon says, 'What if she was attacked by an animal, a *bear* for instance?'

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Y'know, bears aren't all that big on eating people.

<@Faelnon> OOC: ... Mihndrid, go watch Eastenders.

øùú Varadrion says "Probably less painful then getting killed by Richard"

<@Faelnon> OOC: Oh *thats* a great defence.



<+Varadrion> ooc: Shut up with the what ifs

<@Faelnon> OOC: What if I did shut up? What then? Huh?



øùú Mihndrid peers in Mia's (and Milly and Morte's and Richard and Sarah's...) cabin as she passes by, and places a bowl of the soup on a table by the door before striding off to find Faelnon.



<+Rue> ooc - We say things like "cool" and "dude." Actually...we don't, but...

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Supp doode mah hohmie supp

<@Faelnon> OOC: You all will die.

<+Mia> OOC: You first.

<+Rue> ooc - Faelnon, man, dawg. I had the wierdest day homie!

<+Rue> ooc - /me slaps herself about the face for saying that

<+Mihndrid> OOC: OMG DAT WUZ DA BOMB



<+Mihndrid> OOC: If you don't give us action I'm going to give you some more soup o.o

[And notice how the action came within minutes? –Ed]



<@Faelnon> OOC: I'm about to get there KTHXBYE.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: OMG K

<@Faelnon> OOC: Okay, since Mihndrid wanted it sooo much: Timewarp anyone?

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Wait...I didn't....DAMNIT

<@Faelnon> OOC: Bwhahahaah

<+Mihndrid> ooc: ....you're mean o.o

<@Faelnon> OOC: The timewarp song everybody! (not Mirar's version either!)

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Mine's better *pouts*

<@Faelnon> OOC: Na na na na na na na Timewarp! (Sqiggly isn't here to do the other one)



<+Varadrion> ooc: who u tlakin bout?

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Death you shmeepit XD Even I knew that.

<@Faelnon> OOC: 'Death', unless you know other people who take the form of dead people...

<+Varadrion> Oh



<+Mihndrid> OOC: Wouldn't a super-smith dwarf notice crappy metal?

[Stop bullying dwarves. It’s sick and wrong and ack! My foot stool is running away. Oh, that was a dwarf too. –Ed]



<+Mia> OOC: what a kick-ass part. I have to thank Colm, I never thought he'd agree.

<+Santhorpe> ooc: aha, you're the mysterious friend he was on about!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Damn you, stealing all the fun...

<@Faelnon> OOC: Yep. She dogged me until I agreed...

<+Santhorpe> ooc: I suspected Mia was Dr, actually

<+Mia> OOC: Only because you killed Sarah! Me! How dare you. I liked her...

<+Rue> ooc -Yeah, after Morte and...that other one.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Again?

<@Faelnon> OOC: I don't play the same card twice, Sarah's real, and very pissed when she found out I planned to kill the character with her name.

<+Rue> ooc - lol, oops

<+Mihndrid> OOC: XD

<+Mia> OOC: Best thing is, he can't do anything about it, 'cause I saw his plans for the 'Quest', I can tell you -everything- about what happens.



03/07/16 20:17:34 and I'm insulting my friend.

03/07/16 20:17:45 <{Mia}> Who is -still- IN THE ROOM. Titmouse.



<+Mihndrid> OOC: Is there a part where the gnome goes psycho and cuts his head of?

<+Rue> ooc - Hey Colm, I like her!

<+Rue> ooc - lol

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol

<+Mia> OOC: Faelnon's my bitch. I rule.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: No? damn....

<+Santhorpe> ooc: I thought bitch was female

<+Santhorpe> :/

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Exactly. Faelnon's her bitch.

[Faelnon hates Mia so much. It’s just funny now. –Ed]



<@Faelnon> OOC: I'm killing you all.

<+Santhorpe> ooc: YOU'RE DEAD!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: You use that one all the time, Faelnon, you had it coming.



øùú Mia disappears in a tower of flame.

<+Santhorpe> ooc: as is the fashion

<@Faelnon> OOC: It's their talent.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Next time they should do it in pink, misty smoke

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol. It's always been flame, every since session 27 of the Original.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: How passe

<@Faelnon> OOC: Actually, 'Death' was force-transported by the Original mother dragon with flame, it just became the thing to do.

[Of course, not that he remembers all of this. –Ed]



<+Rue> ooc - lol, notice how no one really cares that Varadrion fell overboard

<+Rue> ooc - We love you Vara!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: XD

<@Faelnon> OOC: Or that Faelnon got stabbed.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Hugs! :D

<@Faelnon> OOC: Faelnon hates you all.

<+Mia> OOC: Shut it, bitch.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Faelnon's a whiny ass. Deal.

<+Santhorpe> ooc: I did..well, I put the door before vara, lol

<+Rue> ooc -Faelnon got stabbed? what?

<+Rue> ooc - lmao

<+Varadrion> ooc: Lying on ground here, might wanna stop

<+Mihndrid> OOC: *as the train speeds past him....*

<@Faelnon> OOC: well, a) we don't care b) how would the drivers know?



øùú Thor says, 'We need to get 'im to a 'ealer, er, one that, ye know, 'asn't been stabbed.'

[He’s good at this lark, isn’t he? –Ed]



øùú Santhorpe has little experience in attacks of these kinds

øùú Rue thinks that Santhorpe should get used to them.

<+Rue> ooc - lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: rue is a Female Dog., lol

<+Rue> ooc - I love you Vara!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Yes he should XD

<+Santhorpe> ooc: lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: Liar!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: We all love you Vara :D See? FUZZY HUG!!!!!! *hug-tackles him*

<+Mia> OOC: *sings* Guess what happens next week, fa la la

<@Faelnon> OOC: shut it, you

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Colmy's sad 'cause we love Mia more then him XD

<@Faelnon> OOC: You loved Milly more than me, look where that got you.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Ha

<+Mihndrid> OOC: She was more like an alter ego XD

<+Rue> ooc - Does this mean that if we all love Faelnon, he'll die?

<@Faelnon> OOC: One who likes women’s clothes. Okay, I'm stopping now.

<+Mia> OOC: And I've got all my friends on speed-dial.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: :)

<@Faelnon> OOC: SILENCE foul vixen!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Oh, lovely.

<+Varadrion> lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: You all suck... lying unconscious here!

<@Faelnon> OOC: Oh a big *sniff* to you, I'm dying.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Well you're not bleeding to death, stop whining.



øùú Rue takes the cloth and presses it over the wound, but it quickly soaks through. She mutters a curse and then turns around. "Someone needs to tell the drivers to get doing as fast as her can!"

<+Rue> her = they

<+Rue> ooc- I don't know HOW THE HELL i typed her instead of they...

<@Faelnon> OOC: Go Rue! Go even faster! Great tactic!



<@Faelnon> OOC: Varadrion, if Faelnon dies, the only people capable of leading is a cripple who won't talk to anyone, and Shandor "I killed my wife and now I sit in the rain all the time" LoonyBoy.



øùú Rue runs outside and pushes Varadrion off the 'train. Hahahah



øùú Varadrion drags rue off with him and pushes her under a wheel

<+Rue> ooc - Damn...

<+Mia> Rue is fine and dandy.

<+Rue> ooc - woot

<+Mia> OOC: I can narrate and he can't do anything about it, otherwise, Major Spoilers.

<+Varadrion> Lmao

<+Rue> ooc - Dude. You rock.

<@Faelnon> OOC: I don't know why I even invited her now.

<+Mia> OOC: :D



<+Varadrion> ooc: I knew it was only a matter of time till Rue started kissing ass

<+Mia> If a tree falls on Varadrion, does anyone care? Lets find out. A tree falls and squashes Varadrion. Nope, guess not.



øùú Faelnon looks at it, he tries to describe it, 'Powder... blue...quickly...'

øùú Mihndrid takes it from his and tosses it down to Rue.

øùú Rue grabs the medical kit, keeping one hand in the gaping hole in Faelnon's chest, opens it with the other hand and looks at the ingredients blankly

øùú Faelnon says, 'Dark blue...'

øùú Mihndrid reminds her, "A blue powder. Probably in a bottle."

[Hang about, last session a vial of clear liquid stopped bleeding. Could we get some continuity here? –Ed



-Editor for the ‘Quest’ III Logs has been Sacked in a Shocking Sex Scandal-

Replacing him is a long-time favourite who went AWOL, now along with his decomposing wife; Shandor and Ariea!]

[Faelnon can say anything he wants. He rules. –S&A]



<@Faelnon> The 'train has been stopped by about a dozen soldiers. Their markings clearly indicate that they are the same ones who attacked the group on previous occasions.

<+Mia> OOC: Little gift for y'all, who loves ya?



<+Mia> Another dozen appear at the back of the 'train, together, the two rows begin towards the 'train. [Remember, love y'all :P]

<@Faelnon> OOC: I'm going to let that pass as it gives you more chance to die.

[I wish we were around when Mia was there. She kicks ass. –S&A

Er! Ariea said that!



-Ariea, new co-Editor of the ‘Quest’ III Logs has been Sacked when she… er… stole Soap! From the bathrooms! That cow!-

Shandor will now be taking over her duties.]

[Mia is bad. –Shandor]



øùú Varadrion walks over to Foilae and lifts him off the ground "Alright, then we'll do it this way" and runs from the cabin towards the group

<+Foilae> OOC: My hero!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: What about his fancy chair? ;.;

<+Rue> ooc - lmao!

<+Varadrion> ooc: Screw the chair

<@Faelnon> OOC: doesn't fit on the walkways.

<@Faelnon> OOC: yet, at any rate.

<+Rue> ooc - well then what good are the damned dwarves that made it?

øùú Varadrion makes it to the cabin and drops Foilae inside

<@Faelnon> OOC: the dwarves are going to widen the walkways.

<+Rue> ooc - "Oh, Varadrion...You have such a big strong...arm."

<+Varadrion> ooc: Onto his legs, so he doesn't get hurt

<+Foilae> OOC: thanks a bloody lot

<+Mihndrid> OOC: he can't stand you... XD

[*Watches as Foilae tries to stand up. He’s tipping… tipping… tip- wham! He’s down! –Shandor]



<@Faelnon> OOC: like we keep count. And is it me or is Rue... nice?

<@Faelnon> OOC: this session, I mean, she's mean to Faendalos

<@Faelnon> OOC: Granted, with good reason

<+Rue> ooc - lmao



øùú Thor turns to Rue, 'Ye and me go and cut these gits a new- er... mouth. A new mouth.'

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Can Mihnny start up the train and run them over? :D

<+Thor> OOC: sure, come with



øùú Faelnon says, 'I wish you luck, I'm just going to lie here and die a little longer.'



<@Faelnon> OOC: I've just remembered that Shandor's cabin is like... just behind the driver's

<+Rue> ooc - well, for effect, it's not anymore

<+Rue> lol



øùú Mihndrid reaches the front and drops down into the seat. After a minute of random considering she (How the hell do you start this thing? XD) and the train surges forwards.

<+Rue> ooc - lmao

øùú Foilae is knocked off his chair with the sudden movement.

<+Rue> ooc - Awww, Colm that's so mean!

<+Mihndrid> *whee



øùú Faelnon can't help Foilae in his current state. He does, however, pick up a lamp and throw it at the soldier entering the room.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: That was an antique, Faelnon.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Pfft, as if Shandor'll ever use it.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: He's probably so psyched up he forgets how



øùú Varadrion hollers back "Four!"

[Varadrion, for the last time we’re not playing golf. –Shandor]



øùú Rue pushes her sword into the walkway to help her up, and then, wrapping one arm around her stomach, kicks the corpse of the soldier that attacked her off the 'train. "Bastard."

øùú Odysseas throws a short chop at the man's neck, breaking his Adam’s apple with a gurgling sound. "Bastard", he mutters as he feels the hilt of a sword being driven on the back of his head, his face falling on the cold planks.

OOC Too many bastards XD

<+Rue> ooc - They're all bastards!

<@Faelnon> OOC: lot of people who are sons of an unmarried couple nowadays, don't you think?

<+Rue> ooc - lol

<+Mihndrid> OOC: XD

<+Santhorpe> ooc: probably - they had no home, so they ran and attacked us

OOC Damn them demographics.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: They blamed their parents.



OOC I got the impression we killed more than two dozens :/

<+Varadrion> ooc: some got up

<@Faelnon> OOC: Whoopsie.

<+Rue> ooc - Shhhh, we're having fun

<+Mihndrid> OOC: And did what? Fell over again?

<+Mia> And lo, all was right with the world, and the attackers matched the dead.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Okay, I'll confess, Sarah rules.

<+Rue> ooc - And Lo Narrator!!!

<+Mihndrid> OOC: She should be the new narrator ;)

<+Mia> OOC: Can I?

<@Faelnon> OOC: Hell no.

<+Rue> ooc - Sarah r0><0rz

<+Santhorpe> ooc: thank the lord

<+Mihndrid> OOC: She remembers more crap then you XD

<+Mia> OOC: Oh, in that case, the following people die in the finale:

<@Faelnon> OOC: I'll think about it..

<+Rue> ooc - lmao!

<+Mia> OOC: Bitch.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: XD

<+Santhorpe> ooc: of course, Dr could've been lying to you, Mia

<+Mia> OOC: He didn't tell me, I found the document.



øùú Faelnon lets everyone out, looking at the ground, he closes the door and locks it.

øùú Foilae was waiting for someone to ask him, but they've locked him inside, 'Um. Guys?'



<+Mihndrid> OOC: Well, everyone's gone, you can always make out or something.

<+Santhorpe> ooc: I'm alone in my cabin too

<+Santhorpe> lamo

<+Rue> ooc - Rue's still sitting on the floor, lol

<+Santhorpe> *lmao

<@Faelnon> OOC: O_o

<+Rue> lol

<+Rue> lmao

<+Rue> Colm's reaction = A 10

<@Faelnon> OOC: Y'all realise that Foilae is like... 85 or something in human years.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: To hell with it, you probably make all of your character's hottie's for ONE reason

<+Rue> ooc - Foilae could be the elven Hugh Hefner?

<@Faelnon> OOC: Did Mihnny just call Ariea a hottie?

<+Rue> ooc - /me regrets ever saying that

<+Rue> ooc - No, but she called Rue a hottie. *grin*

<+Mihndrid> OOC: XD!!!

<+Santhorpe> ooc: Well, who knows

<@Faelnon> OOC: Never say anything Mirar, it's a rule you must learn.

<+Mia> OOC: Pfft.

<+Mia> A lightening bolt hits Faelnon for being a git.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: *grooves*

<+Mihndrid> OOC: *glomps Faelnon and gives him a SUPER HAPPY FUZZY MIHNNY HUG!*

<@Faelnon> OOC: You know, I really regret killing Ariea, she could've kicked your asses.

<+Mia> OOC: That reminds me, I'm pissed that you killed her, too!



<+Mihndrid> OOC: To hell with it, you probably make all of your character's hottie's for ONE reason

<+Rue> ooc - Foilae could be the elven Hugh Hefner?

<@Faelnon> OOC: Did Mihnny just call Ariea a hottie?

[Ariea is a hottie. Mihnny’s finally woken up to the light of day. –Shandor



-Shandor, Editor of the ‘Quest’ III logs is Slapped Publicly to get Some Sense Knocked into Him-]



<+Santhorpe> ooc: one MINOR correction...it's "never say never", not never say anything! like, duuh

<+Santhorpe> ooc: teehe

[os] mode (#tildruin-rp) +v Odysseas (Faelnon)

[os] mode (#tildruin-rp) -v Santhorpe (Faelnon)

hey! :(

[os] mode (#tildruin-rp) +m (Faelnon)

<@Faelnon> You be quiet now.

[os] mode (#tildruin-rp) -m (Faelnon)

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Shmeep.



ooc: hangon, this is like that ex-marine guy who took the little girl! Argh, Foilae alone with Rue, whatever will happen next

<+Rue> ooc - lmfao

<@Foilae> OOC: Do I have permission to kill him?

<+Mia> OOC: I'll save you time.

<+Mia> Santhorpe trips on his own shoe-lace, falls under the wheels off the 'train and gets his head squashed. Some how, he survives, only to be attacked and eaten by a swarm of rabbits and mice.

<+Mihndrid> OOC: Amen.

ooc: and thus the end is here



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