Session XXVIII - Adjusting

Organiser's Comment

An... interesting session. At least you-know-who is back delivering some expected Evilness.

Oh, and The Best of the Rest is now run by Esal, everyone give him a warm welcome and move on.

Next session gives the group an honest-to-Tarkna chance to relax.

Plot Summary

[Soon]

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

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<@Narrator> It is early next morning, Shandor and Ariea, after hearing news of the Dwarves' deaths, have been arranging for a funeral to be held. They have also been filled in on all the details they missed.

רשת Faelnon stands on the ground, next to a table belonging to a cafי, the service is still several minutes away.

רשת Rue walks up behind Faelnon. She grabs his shoulders and shouts, "BOO!"

רשת Faelnon turns around and is half-tempted to remind Rue that this is a funeral.

רשת Foilae comes over to the table solemnly.

רשת Rue notes that if Faelnon were to tell her such, she would be tempted to remind him that it hasn't started yet.

רשת Isondil makes his way over towards Rue and Faelnon

רשת Shivayon is sitting at the table, she looks at them, 'How exactly did you two become involved? I mean, in all this?'

רשת Faelnon says simply, 'Blame Shandor.'

רשת Foilae says, 'I believe you found the original scrolls, Faelnon.'

רשת Isondil yawns quietly

רשת Rue shrugs. "Met up with them at a bar once, I suppose." she mutters.

רשת Rue turns to Isondil. "Hey, what about you?"

רשת Ariea has found a couple of dwarves that were in A'lure that came from Thor's village. Apparently they've been trying to help the elves of Caritas. She is currently showing them to a few seats.

רשת Isondil says 'I met up with Shandor and the group one day and he roped me into joining'

רשת Shandor is discussing a few matters quietly with the priest.

רשת Rue laughs and then turns to look at Shandor and Ariea. "Glad they're back, Faelnon?" she asks quietly.

רשת Faelnon looks over to Shandor and the priest, 'I feel like I should be helping...' He turns to Rue and nods, 'Definitely. We need at least one happy couple, right?'

רשת Shivayon asks Faelnon, 'How'd he get the tattoo on his hand? I've never seen it before... Then again, we haven't met in a long while.'

רשת Faelnon frowns, 'I'm not actually sure. He didn't have it when he left.'

רשת Rue smirks, "Oooh, I don't know. I thought that Saam and I made a great couple." she says, fighting to keep a straight face.

רשת Faelnon grins at Rue.

רשת Isondil grins

רשת Shivayon looks at Rue and feels slightly out of the loop, she returns to the topic of Shandor and Ariea, 'I'm still unsure of all of this: Shandor died?'

רשת Faelnon nods to Shivayon, 'Yes, a couple of years ago.'

רשת Foilae feels the same as Shiva in regards to Saam and Rue.

רשת Shivayon says, 'And now he's alive?'

רשת Faelnon nods, 'Yes.'

רשת Shivayon continues, 'And Ariea died?'

רשת Faelnon nods again, 'Yes.'

רשת Shivayon says, 'And now she's alive again?'

רשת Isondil lets out a low groan

רשת Faelnon nods and shrugs, 'Yes.'

רשת Rue adds, "But that was only a few months ago."

רשת Shivayon frowns, 'See, that weirds me out more than the End of the World.'

רשת Rue squints at Shiva. "Why's that?"

רשת Shivayon nods to Rue, 'I see, but Shandor came back pretty soon after he died the.... second time?'

רשת Shivayon says, 'Most people who die aren't up and about within a few months.'

רשת Rue motions to Shandor and Ariea. "They are."

רשת Isondil says 'Or up at all'

רשת Faelnon says, 'He died the first time about forty years ago-'

רשת Shivayon holds her hand up, 'Thank you Faelnon, but I rather like my confusion now.'

רשת Shivayon nods, 'I know, it's just all a bit odd... I suppose you are used to that now, though.'

רשת Rue cocks an eyebrow at Shiva, "What, death and reincarnation? It's old hat."

רשת Shivayon shrugs, 'To you may be.'

רשת Rue shakes her head. "Just forget about it. Sometimes, it's best not to think about things."

רשת Shivayon says, 'I'm agreeing.'

רשת Isondil let's his mind wander off

רשת Shandor comes over from the priest and says to the group, 'He's nearly ready to begin.'

רשת Faelnon says, 'We should take our seats then.'

רשת Foilae says, 'Already in mine...'

רשת Shivayon nods to Shandor and stands up.

רשת Isondil comes around and sees people making their ways to seats and follows

רשת Shandor goes over to his seat.

רשת Isondil sits down

רשת Rue takes a seat

<@Narrator> The priest begins the service, speaking in common tongue - unusual for a service, but understandable considering the different races.

<@Narrator> There is an odd sob from someone hidden behind the truck of the tree the priest is at. The sob is odd as it seems pedantically dramatic. 'Oh dear,' says a familiar voice, 'This is just oh-so-sad.'

<@Narrator> Richard steps from behind the tree, pretending to rub tears from his eyes, 'So, so touching.'

רשת Isondil looks towards the sound of the voice

<@Narrator> Richard grabs the priest's head with one hand, his neck with the other and snaps the neck instantly.

רשת Shandor leaps from his seat and begins up the stairs to confront him.

רשת Ariea chases, trying to stop him.

רשת Isondil runs after Shandor

רשת Rue screams after Shandor. "Don't!"

רשת Shandor stands and looks at Richard.

רשת Ariea stops behind Shandor and tries to stop Isondil.

רשת Rue leaps up from her seat and draws her sword, however hopelessly the move may be.

רשת Faelnon just watches, too surprised to move.

רשת Isondil stops alongside Shandor

רשת Shivayon has no idea what is going on.

רשת Richard looks at Shandor, 'Well, well, well, if it ain't the prodigal elf. How have you been? And I see you've been reunited with the lovely Ariea. It won't last.'

רשת Shandor smiles at Richard, 'So, Ricky, where's your little lapdog this weather?'

רשת Richard 's smile fades, knowing that Shandor is referring to 'Death'.

רשת Ariea says, 'Shandor don't.'

רשת Rue bites her lip, breathing heavily in a state of quasi-panic.

רשת Richard says, 'You should listen to your little lady, Shandor. You don't want to mess with me.'

רשת Isondil glares at Richard

רשת Ariea steps forward and puts an hand on Shandor's arm.

רשת Shandor says, 'Ariea, it's okay.'

רשת Richard grins, 'Yes, order her, just like the dog she is-'

רשת Shandor surges at Richard to strike him.

רשת Richard continues to grin - Shandor played right into his hands - he grabs Shandor's hand in mid-swing and spins him around before letting him fly, crashing down the stairs.

רשת Richard swings his leg up, also, catching Isondil under the chin, sending Isondil crashing down the other set of stairs.

רשת Ariea shouts, but not out of concern at Shandor, she shouts at Richard, in a suddenly deep voice, raising her hand.

רשת Isondil groans as he smashes through the stairs

רשת Richard is knocked off balance and is thrown through the banister across to another platform and against a tree trunk.

רשת Shandor suddenly is overwhelmed by an odd feeling off fatigue, stumbles at the base of the stairs and falls over.

רשת Richard gets to his feet, wiping blood from his lip, he groans 'You'll pay for that.'

רשת Rue puts her sword away and rushes over to Shandor and Isondil. She speaks to Isondil first, in a hushed tone. "You don't just attack Richard. Haven't you learned that yet?"

רשת Richard doesn't make a move to hurt Ariea, he just disappears in a cloud of flame.

רשת Faelnon is on his feet, heading up to the three.

רשת Isondil mumbles 'I didn't attack him he attacked me'

רשת Shivayon is hot on Faelnon's heels.

רשת Rue looks up to the spot where Richard was, half expecting him to reappear and toast them all with some sort of giant fireball.

רשת Rue shakes her head. "You provoked him."

רשת Ariea sways uneasily and tumbles to the floor.

רשת Shandor is staring at Ariea in confusion and surprise. He sees her hit the floor and scrambles up the stairs.

רשת Isondil groans and stands up uncertainly

רשת Ariea looks up at Shandor, confusion in her tone, 'I... don't know how I did that.'

רשת Rue looks up at Ariea and then climbs up the rest of the stairs and stands beside the rest of the group, who are gawking at Ariea.

רשת Foilae , who had been sitting beneath the platform where Richard was, is suddenly hit in the head by a piece of parchment.

רשת Faelnon is also standing over Ariea, 'Are you okay?'

רשת Ariea nods, 'I think so, just a little dizzy.'

רשת Isondil makes his way slowly up the stairs

רשת Shandor smiles warmly, 'You kicked Richard's ass.'

רשת Shandor thinks aloud, 'It's possible that when your soul passed through me, it transferred some of the magic that I use to you.'

רשת Ariea nods, getting to her feet, 'Hmm, that's possible, I suppose.'

רשת Foilae calls, 'Excuse me, could I have a moment?'

רשת Shandor calls back, 'Depends what you want to do to it.'

רשת Shandor goes down the steps, Ariea following.

רשת Faelnon goes down with Shivayon and says, 'Go ahead Foilae.'

רשת Rue follows behind the rest.

רשת Isondil follows Rue

רשת Foilae says, 'I think our friend dropped this,' he lifts the parchment into the air, 'It details a planned meeting between the Seven. Four days away.'

רשת Rue sighs. "Knowing him, it's probably a cleverly placed trap to lure us there and then kill us."

רשת Shandor says, 'I'm not so sure.'

רשת Shandor says, 'It doesn't make sense, he was taken off balance, it must of slipped off him.'

רשת Isondil nods and says 'I agree with Rue'

רשת Foilae adds, 'It isn't from Richard. It's from Aoen. Richard must have been in A'lure to get the note off him.'

רשת Faelnon remains quiet, mulling over the information.

רשת Shivayon asks, 'How hard can this guy be to kill?'

רשת Isondil sighs and says 'Very hard'

רשת Shandor snatches the parchment from Foilae and reads through it several times, it was in common tongue, 'Four days from now. And I think I've heard of the place they are using. It used to be a museum.'

רשת Faelnon takes a look at the name, 'Oh yes, but it shut down a few years back.'

רשת Ariea has a worried look on her face, 'What are you going to do?'

רשת Shandor says, 'Nothing, just yet, I need a few moments to think over the information.'

רשת Rue peeks over Shandor's shoulder and takes a look at the paper. "If it's a trap, I say that you die first, just because you're the one who's gonna get us into this."

רשת Shandor looks at Rue, 'Er... thanks?'

רשת Rue smiles. "No problem. I'm a very giving person."

<@Narrator> There is a rustling from a few trees above.

רשת Ariea looks nervously at them.

רשת Rue looks up nervously.

רשת Isondil looks up at the trees

<@Narrator> From the very tops of the trees they dive. Dozens of the pitter-patter creatures (which Faelnon believes are called the Arh'AraKrat-toah. Or Krats for short) dive from the trees and hurtle themselves into the ground. They seem completely unfazed by this, looking around at the group.

רשת Ariea looks at the Krats and looks around for a weapon.

רשת Shandor says, 'Oh joy.'

רשת Rue stifles a yelp of surprise.

רשת Shandor looks at them. 'Crap.' Shandor mutters.

רשת Isondil takes out the only weapon he has with him a small dagger and takes it out

רשת Shivayon backs away from them.

רשת Faelnon just gives them a 'I'm having a bad enough day, just back off.' look.

<@Narrator> Two Krats take to the trees again, before hurling themselves at the group.

רשת Isondil moves away from the Krats

רשת Shandor is struck down by a... flying Krat?

רשת Faelnon dives out of the way.

רשת Foilae just sits there as four charge towards him and he hopes that this is his dream again.

רשת Isondil stabs one of the krats with his dagger

רשת Rue rolls out of the way and draws her sword.

רשת Ariea is grabbed by one of them. She kicks furiously trying to get away.

רשת Shandor tries to help Ariea but is hit in the back by one of them.

רשת Faelnon runs forward to help Ariea, picking up a chair on the way.

רשת Faelnon charges with the chair and hits a Krat that was moving towards Ariea with it.

רשת Rue cuts furiously at any creatures that come near her.

רשת Shivayon runs at the Krat that has Ariea and pounds on it with her hands.

רשת Rue slashes at one of the Krats that has charged at Foilae.

רשת Rue turns to Foilae for a moment. "I'm thinking we should equip your chair with a swo-oof!" And she is gracefully knocked over.

רשת Isondil dives to the ground as a Krat attempts to attack him

רשת Shivayon trips the Krat up that is holding Ariea.

רשת Isondil stabs the Krat that attempted to kill him

רשת Ariea gets to her feet and keeps kicking the Krat in the face, 'Thanks,' she says to Shivayon.

רשת Varadrion draws a dagger and grabs a Krat near him, stabbing it in the chest

רשת Rue takes a running jump over Foilae's chair and slashes at the last krat who had been approaching him.

רשת Shandor casts a quick spell to lift a Krat and drop it onto a second.

רשת Isondil kicks a krat sending it flying into a tree trunk

רשת Varadrion pulls the Krat he stabbed closer and looks closely at it, before breaking it's neck

רשת Shivayon runs off to get more weapons.

רשת Rue looks around. "How many more are there?”

רשת Shandor shrugs while kicking a Krat and swinging around to punch another.

רשת Shivayon returns with a couple of swords and a dagger or two, but is knocked down by a Krat.

רשת Varadrion turns and kicks another Krat to the ground, and, jumping on top of it, proceeds to punch and stab it in a rage

רשת Faelnon runs over to Shivayon and grabs a sword, swiftly decapitating the Krat without harming her.

רשת Shandor also runs over to Shiva and grabs two daggers.

רשת Isondil stabs another krat with his dagger before moving over to help Shiva up

רשת Varadrion stands and holds his stomach, gritting his teeth in obvious pain, before stabbing another Krat in the stomach

רשת Shivayon gets to her feet and shakily holds a sword to fend away any more of them.

רשת Rue leaps on top of a krat, sending it sliding across the ground into yet another krat.

<@Narrator> Richard appears on one of the other platforms, he bellows his words, 'Enjoying my friends? I'll have to thank Foilae, I got a great idea from him.'

<@Narrator> He grins and disappears in a much large cloud of flame, when it fades, six or seven of Foilae's dream Krats appear.

<@Narrator> They similar to the original Krat, except for several key details. Firstly, it is about three times as big. The next noticeable different is its colour, the scales are a bright silver colour, they almost look like liquid over the creature.

רשת Rue snarls. "That bastard..."

רשת Varadrion holds another Krat in front of him around the neck and looks up at Richard

<@Narrator> Its eyes are also silver. The tail is also different, it is ridged and looks particularly sharp in its arrow-like point.

<@Narrator> Its face becomes a beak, and a very sharp looking beak at that, beyond that, however, are two rows of teeth for good measure. Each claw has five near-half moon blades, which are as black as coal.

רשת Isondil groans

רשת Varadrion drops the Krat and moves back, eyes wide

רשת Shandor looks at them, then at Foilae, then at them. 'Crap.' Shandor mutters.

<@Narrator> The creatures launch themselves into the air and crash to the ground, turning towards the group.

רשת Varadrion looks absolutely terrified and continues to back away from the creatures

רשת Isondil retreats back from the larger krats open mouthed

רשת Shivayon backs away very quickly.

רשת Faelnon backs away slowly.

רשת Foilae moves backwards.

<@Narrator> One of the creatures picks up one of the tables that litter the area and hurls it towards the group.

רשת Rue stays rooted in her place, staring at the creatures.

רשת Shivayon is nearly hit by the table, 'What the Tarkna are these things?'

רשת Rue ducks as the table whooshes over her.

רשת Shandor says, 'Well, tables - An article of furniture supported by one or more vertical legs and having a flat horizontal surface. - Okay, enough? Those things are killable. Well, the old ones were.'

רשת Isondil stabs a smaller krat

רשת Varadrion stabs a Krat and kicks it's body away

רשת Shandor runs towards a larger Krat, daggers ready.

רשת Varadrion draws a second dagger and cautiously moves toward the larger Krats

רשת Rue raises her sword and stares at the nearest krat, daring it to approach faster.

רשת Shandor gets within striking distance of the nearest large-Krat when he is smacked by the back of its claw. He is thrown into the air and crashes into a trunk of a tree about six feet up.

רשת Faelnon runs towards Shandor, knocking a smaller Krat out of the way with a diagonal slice.

רשת Varadrion walks between two Krats, stabbing one in the chest and the other in the forehead

רשת Rue looks over to Varadrion with a grin creeping over her face. "Don't die!" she teases.

רשת Varadrion looks at Rue with a look of absolute rage

רשת Isondil sees another dagger on the ground and throws it towards one of the larger krats

רשת Faelnon swipes at a larger-Krat and is nearly knocked over when it leaps into the air and thunders into the ground right next to him.

<@Narrator> OOC: It should be added, about Faelnon, that nor did I. Well... one.

רשת Varadrion throws one of his daggers at the Krat standing over Faelnon

<@Narrator> The dagger bounces off the larger-Krat's body.

רשת Faelnon dives out of the way of the larger-Krat's initial swipe.

רשת Ariea runs towards Shandor.

רשת Varadrion slowly and quietly makes his way to the back of the Krat near Faelnon

רשת Foilae mutters a quick spell and lifts a row of chairs up, forms them into a rough sphere then throws them at the group of larger-Krats.

רשת Shivayon sees her friends in trouble and rushes out to help.

רשת Isondil watches as the dagger he has thrown strikes the krat bouncing off and causing the krat to make it's way towards him

רשת Rue tenses up as a larger-Krat stands directly in front of her. She hesitates for a moment, and then runs at it, leaping into the air, sword swinging.

רשת Isondil moves back and lifts up a chair and throws it at the krat

<@Narrator> The sphere of chairs batters into the larger-Krats, mainly just aggravating them.

רשת Varadrion jumps on the back of the larger krat and climbs up to the back of its neck, he swings his dagger around at its eye

<@Narrator> The Krat ducks Varadrion's sweep and swings around with its surprisingly mobile arm and scrapes at Varadrion's back.

רשת Shandor groans from the base of the tree and looks at the situation.

רשת Varadrion hangs on the it's neck, even after the scrape, and stabs it in the back of the neck

רשת Shivayon settles for just killing the remaining smaller Krats, which she does surprisingly well.

<@Narrator> The blade hits the skin, but won't go any further, like it hit a wall of solid gold.

רשת Isondil throws another chair at the larger krat moving towards him before darting past it and plunging his dagger as hard as possible into it's side

רשת Varadrion twists around and makes another stab at the creature's eye

רשת Shandor finishes the spell he was doing. His daggers take off into the air at the larger-Krat Varadrion is on, the daggers strike the Krat in each of its eyes.

רשת Isondil wobbles backwards and stumbles backwards his dagger broken

<@Narrator> The big-Krat screeches in pain and bucks wildly.

רשת Varadrion stops his stab as the spell daggers hit their mark

רשת Varadrion holds on for his life

רשת Shandor shouts, 'The eyes seem to work, just aim for them?'

רשת Faelnon has scampered away from the bucking-Krat, 'Easier said that done.'

רשת Rue crouches and covers her ears.

רשת Rue rushes up to a big-Krat. "Hey! Hey you! Down here!" she calls.

רשת Isondil scrambles away from the krat he attacked

רשת Shandor runs watches Rue bait a big-Krat and goes over to get a weapon from the ones that Shivayon dropped and weren't picked up.

רשת Isondil kicks the krat following him in the leg and runs to get a weapon

רשת Shivayon finishes the last smaller-Krat and wonders how she can help fight the bigger ones.

רשת Rue grins as the big-Krat leans over. She jumps onto its beak and shoves her sword into its eye.

רשת Shandor runs up to Rue's big-Krat and tries to help fully blind it.

<@Narrator> The big-Krat who was first to suffer from weapons in the eye crashes blindly into a tree at full sprint.

רשת Shandor has an idea

רשת Shandor grabs a stone from the ground and throws it at a big-Krat.

רשת Varadrion hops off the dead krat

<@Narrator> The Krat looks at him and charges after him.

רשת Rue looks at Shandor curiously. "A rock?"

רשת Varadrion watches the krat chase Shandor with some amusement

רשת Rue catches on and follows Shandor's idea, chucking another rock at a different larger-Krat.

רשת Shandor finds the second part of the plan, a big-Krat that isn't looking his way. He charges and leaps onto the rock-solid tale, continues up its back and kicks off its head - the first Krat dangerously close behind.

רשת Shandor rolls along the ground as the first Krat swings, catching the second Krat.

<@Narrator> The two Krats look at each other, the second strikes the first in vengeance, and the first returns the swipe - beginning a fight.

רשת Rue 's plan doesn't look nearly as cool. She simply hid behind a tree hoping the larger-krat that she partially blinded would hit it.

רשת Varadrion comes up behind the creature Rue half-blinded, and finishes the job with a quick throw of his dagger

<@Narrator> The two fighting Krats are finished, the first one lies dead, the second one is injured and looking to kill someone else.

<@Narrator> The final Krat, the heavily wounded one, swings around wildly for another target.

רשת Shandor dives under a swipe of the creature's claw.

רשת Faelnon throws his sword at the Krat. Part of it catches one of its wounds, but it doesn't do much else.

רשת Rue quickly wonders where Foilae rolled off to.

רשת Isondil throws a dagger at the larger krat

רשת Shivayon pauses as she sees the final Krat.

רשת Shandor charges at it with his sword.

רשת Shandor , however, is caught by a sweep of its tail and is knocked backwards.

רשת Rue blinks up at the final larger-Krat, wondering who is going to kill it and how, since there aren't really any other Krats to do the job.

רשת Faelnon maintains a safe distance away from it.

רשת Shandor does likewise.

רשת Isondil looks at Shandor for suggestions on how to kill the krat

רשת Shandor looks around, 'Just hit it! It's already wounded.'

רשת Varadrion jumps onto the wounded Krat and stabs stabbing for any wound he can find

רשת Shandor donates extra.

רשת Shandor swipes at a leg wound.

רשת Isondil moves towards the krat and throws his dagger towards it's wound

רשת Varadrion continues stabbing it, the rage of his 'death' finally getting to him

רשת Rue puts her sword away and innocently wipes the Krat blood on her hands on Faelnon's sleeve.

רשת Shandor says, 'Okay, that's it. Richard didn't mean for us to get that note, the fact that he tried to kill us now proves it, he wasn't trying to disprove the contents of the note, it was vengeance for Ariea beating him up. And thus, we are going to to go this meeting.'

רשת Faelnon thinks, 'We stabbed the Seventh back in Ograkk, and that left a scar, thus, they are easier to kill in non-dragon form. If that is, indeed, how they are meeting, then we may be able to kill them. A poison in the air, an arrow, a throwing dagger - anything.'

רשת Foilae says, 'Our last attempt to kill him didn't work.'

רשת Shandor looks up, 'You tried to kill him?'

רשת Varadrion says "Its worth a try"

רשת Rue nods, "And we dropped a cliff on his head."

רשת Faelnon replies to Foilae as if Shandor hadn't spoke, 'You gave him advanced warning.'

רשת Shandor says, 'Okay, lets move it. We don't have much time, lets get on the 'train.'

רשת Isondil makes his way towards the train

רשת Ariea gladly moves towards the 'train, kicking the corpse of a big-Krat for good measure as she goes.

רשת Shivayon follows Ariea.

רשת Rue raises an eyebrow at Faelnon. "How did he give him advanced warning? He went to see Richard and dropped a cliff on his head. I don't know about you, but if I were Richard and I saw Foilae, I wouldn't expect a cliff on my head. Heey! Wait for me!"

רשת Rue jogs after the rest of the group.

רשת Faelnon pokes the last big-Krat to fall before following.

רשת Faelnon says, 'Richard was on edge because Foilae was there, confronting him. Richard isn't stupid, he must have guessed something was up.'

רשת Foilae heads towards the 'train.

רשת Rue shrugs.

<@Narrator> The 'train leaves the city and heads towards the edge of the A'lure forest.

רשת Foilae is next to Shandor's cabin, talking to Ariea. He asks Ariea, 'What's it like being a floaty being?'

רשת Ariea says, 'Um. It's pretty... floaty like.'

רשת Ariea adds, 'I didn't really know what was happening when I was just in a jar.'

רשת Rue is randomly meandering around the 'train.

רשת Ariea says, 'I mean, I just woke up back as a person.'

<@Narrator> There is a sudden thud from Shandor's cabin.

רשת Ariea opens the door, Shandor is lying on the ground.

רשת Shandor gets up quickly and looks at Ariea, 'Yes?'

רשת Rue hears the thud and curiously wanders over to the rest.

רשת Isondil changes the dressing on his hand

רשת Ariea asks, a slight smile on her lips, 'You okay?'

רשת Shandor seems to be looking at something in the room, next to the chest of drawers, 'Just fine, lost my balance for a moment. Just perfect.'

רשת Varadrion walks out and around the train, getting some air

רשת Isondil makes his way out of his cabin after changing the dressing on his hand

רשת Rue waves to Isondil, and then, feeling particularly mean, gives him a high five. "Way to defeat those larger-Krats, eh?" she grins.

רשת Isondil winces as Rue smacks his injured hand and bite's his lip and says 'yeah great'

רשת Rue gives Isondil the most innocent grin she can and asks, "Is something wr-"

רשת Rue bursts out laughing before she finishes her sentence.

רשת Varadrion sees Isondil and looks silently at his hand

רשת Rue smiles at Isondil and pats him on the back with a smile. "Sorry about that," she grins in a way that shows she really isn't as sorry as she sounds.

רשת Isondil glares at Rue and says 'No I'm just fine'

רשת Varadrion walks up to Isondil and says softly "Feeling any better?" and gestures at hs hand

רשת Rue looks innocently at Varadrion and Isondil. "I didn't know?" she says unconvincingly.

רשת Isondil nods and says 'Yea it should be fine by the time we arrive at the meeting place'

רשת Varadrion says "Hopefully"

רשת Isondil glares at Rue and says 'Sure you didn't'

רשת Varadrion looks at Rue, but ignores her

רשת Rue calls behind her, "Hey Shandor!"

רשת Shandor comes out of his cabin, 'Yes?'

רשת Rue motions to Isondil. "Did you know Isondil hurt his hand?"

רשת Varadrion looks at Isondil, says softly "You're on your own" and moves away

רשת Shandor says, 'Sure didn't. Boy, I'm hungry,' he slaps Varadrion's stomach, 'I'm sure you are too.'

רשת Varadrion leans over in pain

רשת Rue stifles a laugh.

רשת Isondil hides a grin before moving away slowly

<@Narrator> ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Squeaky Squeaky ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::



'The Best of the Rest'



רשת Rue walks up behind Faelnon. She grabs his shoulders and shouts, "BOO!"

רשת Faelnon turns around and is half-tempted to remind Rue that this is a funeral.

רשת Rue notes that if Faelnon were to tell her such, she would be tempted to remind him that it hasn't started yet.



03/08/20 19:57:24 <@_Rue> Shiva's the name of Satan or something in buddhism

03/08/20 19:57:31 <@_Rue> or something evil and bad

03/08/20 19:57:40 <@Shandor> Shandor calls her Shiva normally 'cause of what she did to a boyfriend who cheated on her when she was 25.

03/08/20 19:57:45 <@_Rue> lol, i like that plan

03/08/20 19:57:47 <@Shandor> Perfect for one of my characters then.

03/08/20 19:57:53 <@_Rue> lmao

03/08/20 19:58:04 <@Shandor> We ain't kidding ;)

03/08/20 19:58:10 <@Shandor> Shandor was going to bring it up last session but didn't

03/08/20 19:58:18 <@_Rue> bumbumBUM

03/08/20 19:59:18 <@Shandor> We've got a fun collection of people as my characters: Gay (Faelnon), necrophilia (well, it depends on how you view reincarnation, but then both Shandor and Ariea are guilty), no-sex (Foilae), and a castrator

03/08/20 19:59:53 <@Shandor> shiv·a also shiv·ah or shib·ah ( P ) Pronunciation Key (shv)

03/08/20 19:59:53 <@Shandor> n. Judaism

03/08/20 19:59:54 <@Shandor> A seven-day period of formal mourning observed after the funeral of a close relative

03/08/20 20:10:41 Shiva is also Hindu godess of death

03/08/20 20:10:57 <@Shandor> Go Shivayon!

03/08/20 20:11:33 lol

03/08/20 20:11:43 I'll remember not to annoy her

03/08/20 20:12:15 <@Shandor> Kickass.



רשת Shivayon looks at Rue and feels slightly out of the loop, she returns to the topic of Shandor and Ariea, 'I'm still unsure of all of this: Shandor died?'

רשת Faelnon nods to Shivayon, 'Yes, a couple of years ago.'

רשת Shivayon says, 'And now he's alive?'

רשת Faelnon nods, 'Yes.'

רשת Shivayon continues, 'And Ariea died?'

רשת Faelnon nods again, 'Yes.'

רשת Shivayon says, 'And now she's alive again?'

רשת Faelnon nods and shrugs, 'Yes.'

רשת Rue adds, "But that was only a few months ago."

רשת Shivayon frowns, 'See, that weirds me out more than the End of the World.'

רשת Shivayon nods to Rue, 'I see, but Shandor came back pretty soon after he died the.... second time?'

רשת Faelnon says, 'He died the first time about forty years ago-'

רשת Shivayon holds her hand up, 'Thank you Faelnon, but I rather like my confusion now.'



<@Shandor> The priest begins the service, speaking in common tongue - unusual for a service, but understandable considering the different races.

<@Shandor> The priest says, 'We are here mourn the loss of these... er.. pile of bricks symbolising someone.... I'm not doing a very good job, am I? Titmouse...'

<@Shandor> OOC: Yes, I am stalling... Just waiting for Ashli's installing thingy to finish

<+Isondil> ooc: ok

<@Shandor> 'These bricks were good bricks... full of brick-y goodness.'

<@Rue> ooc - ok, i think we're good

<@Shandor> 'They could have made some great things... a barbarque pit...'

<@Shandor> OOC: Aw... I had more.



רשת Richard grins, 'Yes, order her, just like the dog she is-'

רשת Shandor surges at Richard to strike him.

רשת Richard continues to grin - Shandor played right into his hands - he grabs Shandor's hand in mid-swing and spins him around before letting him fly, crashing down the stairs.

<+Isondil> ooc: go richard!

<@Rue> ooc - Dumbass

רשת Richard swings his leg up, also, catching Isondil under the chin, sending Isondil crashing down the other set of stairs.

<@Rue> ooc - haha

<+Isondil> ooc: doh

[Hmm? That wasn’t Dr defending Ariea’s honour. No sir-ee. Oh, by the way, hi all! *waves* -Esal]



רשת Foilae , who had been sitting beneath the platform where Richard was, is suddenly hit in the head by a piece of parchment.

<@Rue> ooc - Haha, cripple paper

<@Shandor> OOC: lol

[I’m not sure this job is for me. I mean, all you seem to do is: -Kill stuff –Make gay insinuations and insult a crippled man. –Esal

Note from Shandor: Yep, great, isn’t it?]



[os] signoff Foilae (Quit: BitchX-.c -- just do it.)

[os] nick(Ariea) to (Foilae)

[os] nick(Richard) to (Ariea)

<@Rue> ooc - That was interesting

<@Shandor> Foilae crashed.

<@Rue> ooc - You couldn't just change Richard to Foilae?

<@Rue> ooc - Oh

<@Shandor> OOC: Cripple crashed.

<@Shandor> OOC: I could'a, but I didn'a.

<@Rue> ooc - Haha, cripple crashage

<+Isondil> ooc: lol



רשת Foilae calls, 'Excuse me, could I have a moment?'

רשת Shandor calls back, 'Depends what you want to do to it.'

<@Rue> ooc - Haha, cripple time



רשת Faelnon runs forward to help Ariea, picking up a chair on the way. Oh no! He hits a doorway and falls over.

<@Rue> ooc - Heeey!

<@Shandor> OOC: :P

<+Isondil> ooc: what a moron

<@Shandor> OOC: Ondil, you wouldn't get that

רשת Faelnon tries and falls over again, 'It's not working!'

רשת Rue accidentally hits Isondil and cuts him in half because he's a twit.

<@Shandor> OOC: lmao

<+Isondil> ooc: ty

<@Shandor> OOC: Isondil, it is from a 'mezzo were Rue got a part.

<@Rue> ooc - I try

<+Isondil> ooc: oh okey

רשת Shivayon runs at the Krat that has Ariea and pounds on it with her hands.

<@Rue> ooc - What a fighter.

רשת Shivayon shouts, 'Don't make me use my Hindu powah¬'

<+Isondil> ooc: acting like a real Goddess of death there



רשת Foilae just sits there as four charge towards him and he hopes that this is his dream again.

רשת Foilae rocks back and forth, 'Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up.

<@Shandor> OOC: Do you like Foilae's brave game plan?



<@Shandor> OOC: Btw, we were at a funeral, so half of us aren't armed.

<@Rue> ooc - Oh yeah,. well I'm armed :p

<+Varadrion> ooc: I never travel unarmed, lol

<@Shandor> OOC: Rue's motto, 'You want to sleep with me, mind the sword.'

<@Rue> ooc - lmao (it's funny cuz it's true)

<@Shandor> OOC: Rue's motto, 'In bed, remember, you're not the only one with a 'dangerous weapon'.'

<@Rue> ooc - lmao!!!

<+Isondil> ooc: nice

<@Shandor> OOC: Thank you, thank you.

[What the hell is wrong with you people!? That wasn’t funny, that was just lewd. –Esal
Note from Shandor: Me thinks someone’s going to get fired soon.]



<@Shandor> OOC: lol

<+Isondil> ooc: my hand still unable to use a bow after i got an arrow through it?

<@Shandor> OOC: Yes. Har har. And Varadrion, you should be feeling the wounds of the stab, still. Bitch.

<@Rue> ooc - But since I was here for all of the last few sessions, my injuries have healed perfectly :p

<+Varadrion> ooc: Fine, so I'm hurting, but I'm still mad as hell

<@Faelnon> OOC: Sniff sniff, awww, poor wittle Varadrion didn't get killed, and he didn't get killed by the things he is pissed at.

<@Faelnon> OOC: It's only a shame a giant bunny didn't kill him.

[Ha ha ha ha ha! Giant bunny! – Funny! … Please don’t fire me. –Esal]



רשת Rue leaps on top of a Krat, sending it sliding across the ground into yet another krat.

<@Rue> ooc - And that my friends, is Krat bowling.

<@Shandor> OOC: Not as good as cripple bowling.



<@Rue> ooc - *throws Foilae at the creatures* Krat - *eats Foilae*



רשת Varadrion looks absolutely terrified and continues to back away from the creatures

<@Rue> ooc - Pansy!

<+Varadrion> ooc: You try dying

<@Shandor> OOC: I handled it just fine...

<@Ariea> OOC: And me.



רשת Foilae moves backwards.

<@Rue> ooc - in his CHAIR!

<@Shandor> OOC: cripple backwards!

<@Rue> ooc - Haha, cripple backwards



<@Shandor> One of the creatures picks up one of the tables that litter the area and hurls it towards the group.

רשת Shivayon is nearly hit by the table, 'What the Tarkna are these things?'

רשת Shandor says, 'Well, tables - An article of furniture supported by one or more vertical legs and having a flat horizontal surface. - Okay, enough? Those things are killable. Well, the old ones were.'

[Er… *notices he could risk his job* HA HA HA! Very witty, sir. –Esal – Mint?]



רשת Shandor gets within striking distance of the nearest large-Krat when he is smacked by the back of its claw. He is thrown into the air and crashes into a trunk of a tree about six feet up.

<+Varadrion> ooc: That went well

<@Shandor> OOC: I thought so.



רשת Faelnon runs towards Shandor, knocking a smaller Krat out of the way with a diagonal slice.

<@Shandor> OOC: Wait... why is Faelnon so concerned with getting to me? *scampers up tree*

<@Shandor> OOC: Faelnon: Aw... I just want to be your friend...



רשת Rue looks over to Varadrion with a grin creeping over her face. "Don't die!" she teases.

<@Rue> ooc - I love Rue. She's a bitch.



Hehe, speaking of Shandor and Faelnon, from before the ‘Quest’ started:

VaNiLLaKoKaKoLa: don't mind my pings, just checking my lag

DrCBVI: ACK! Child abuse!

DrCBVI: She's keeps pinging me...

VaNiLLaKoKaKoLa: lol

VaNiLLaKoKaKoLa: "Show me on the doll where she pinged you"

DrCBVI: "Oh good god..."

DrCBVI: Shandor: No, no, that was Faelnon, she pinged me there.

VaNiLLaKoKaKoLa: lmao



<+Varadrion> ooc: Shades of Ashli :)

<@Rue> ooc - hehehe

<@Rue> ooc - What? I didn't implement any of my real life traits in Rue!

<@Rue> ooc - Ever.

<@Shandor> OOC: It should be added, about Faelnon, that nor did I. Well... one.

<@Shandor> OOC:.... The murdering innocents one! [Yeah, I don’t know what the hell you were thinking about.]

<@Rue> ooc - lmao



<+Varadrion> ooc: do these things have a groin? lol

<@Faelnon> OOC: What is it with you people and male things' groins?

<@Ariea> OOC: Yeah, Faelnon's meant to be the gay one.

<@Rue> ooc - lmao

<@Faelnon> OOC: I what-the? Oh......... Crap.

<@Rue> ooc - Next Week's Quest: The Special "Coming Out" Episode.

<+Isondil> ooc: lmao

<@Ariea> OOC: lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: Hit a guy in the groin... easy way to disable him.. and since normal weapons aren't working, time to fight dirty

<@Rue> ooc- Because you like it dirty

<@Ariea> OOC: Faelnon: I haven't been entirely honest with you...

<@Rue> ooc - Mwahahaha

<@Ariea> OOC: Rue: I knew it!

<@Ariea> OOC: Faelnon: What? I meant I killed a barkeep...

<@Ariea> OOC: Rue: Crap.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Rue, that means nothing coming from you.. lol

<@Rue> ooc - lmfao!

<@Rue> ooc - :p



<+Varadrion> ooc: New sport, Krat riding

<@Faelnon> OOC: Male Krat riding!

<@Shandor> OOC:.. Faelnon, you don't even care anymore, do you?

<+Varadrion> ooc: quiet gay-boy

<@Rue> ooc - C'mon Faelnon. YOu know you want to.

<@Rue> ooc - Shut up, dead-boy

<@Rue> ooc - heh

רשת Faelnon nods and realises Rue is right. He gets up and runs over to Varadrion, 'There's been something I've been meaning to say to y- to tell you...'

<@Rue> ooc – lmao

[BIIIIG Dramatic pause here.]

רשת Faelnon takes a deep breath and says it, 'You suck. I mean, my god, you call that trying to stab? Loosah! I want you out of the group.'

<@Rue> ooc - HAHAHAHA!



<+Varadrion> ooc: You're a healer, you acnt fight

רשת Faelnon kicks Varadrion in the nuts for being cheeky to his god.

רשת Varadrion stabs Faelnon in the eye, and states "It works on him too"

<@Rue> ooc - ok

<+Varadrion> ooc: I win :P

<@Faelnon> OOC: heh... not quite

<@Rue> ooc - lol

רשת Faelnon tries to kiss Varadrion

<@Rue> ooc - kill 'im!



<+Varadrion> ooc: The beakbone is connected to the facebone

<@Rue> The larger-Krat slices Varadrion in half (again) just so he'll quit his bitching

<@Shandor> OOC: And the facebone is connected to my wrist watch. Uh oh.

<@Rue> ooc - So there

<+Varadrion> ooc: Real mature Rue

<+Varadrion> ooc: :P

<@Rue> ooc - I do what I can.

<@Shandor> OOC: ..... no Simpsons fans here, eh?

<+Varadrion> ooc: No shat

<+Varadrion> ooc: Ya, Dr. Nick, lmao

<+Varadrion> ooc: "The red things connected to my... wrist watch"

<@Rue> ooc - Hi Doctor...wait, shouldn't we be fighting the creatures?

<+Varadrion> ooc: Details

<@Shandor> OOC: Oh, speaking of Shatner, I was listening to a song by Spock (they played it on the radio), about Bilbo Baggins.

<@Shandor> OOC: It was very funny

<@Rue> ooc - How is that related to anything?

<@Rue> ooc - lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: Rue, dont ask questions

<@Shandor> OOC: He said 'shat', as in 'Shatner'

<@Rue> ooc - and shouldn't we be doing this in #-rp?

<+Varadrion> ooc: Again, details

<@Shandor> OOC: Yes, but Faelnon isn't in there to try and kiss Varadrion.

<@Rue> ooc - that's it. I'm gonna go make my sandwich

<@Shandor> OOC: Aw... Back to Spock's Bilbo song.



<@Shandor> The big-Krat who was first to suffer from weapons in the eye crashes blindly into a tree at full sprint.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Something tells me hes dead?

<@Shandor> OOC: Something tells me you are if you were still on top.

<@Rue> ooc - lmao

<@Rue> ooc - brb

<+Varadrion> ooc: He hit his front, hes just a glorified air-bag now



רשת Shandor has an idea [First for everything]

רשת Shandor grabs a stone from the ground and throws it at a big-Krat.

<@Shandor> The Krat looks at him and charges after him.

רשת Rue looks at Shandor curiously. "A rock?"

רשת Rue catches on and follows Shandor's idea, chucking another rock at a different larger-Krat.



<+Varadrion> ooc: Lets hear it for stupid giant bad-guys

<@Shandor> OOC: Just creatures, if Creature A hits Creature B, Creature B is pissy. Besides, the smaller ones come in groups of hundreds or thousands normally, you think they win using their brains?

<@Rue> ooc - You and your gloriousness

<@Rue> ooc - Hip hip! Hooray!

<+Varadrion> ooc: You make a good point colm.. lol

<@Shandor> OOC: For I am god.



<+Isondil> ooc: back

<@Rue> ooc - Fiiine.

<@Rue> ooc- You left?

<@Rue> ooc - I mean, we missed you

<@Shandor> OOC: Who would care?

<@Shandor> OOC: He insults Ariea... quid pro quo arrangement.



רשת Foilae has been hiding from Faelnon's busy, busy hands.

<@Shandor> OOC: Ha ha! Cripple hiding.

<@Rue> ooc - Hey! That's my job.

<@Shandor> OOC: Ha ha! Cripple job.



<+Varadrion> ooc: only one left?

<@Shandor> OOC: yes

<@Shandor> OOC: That's what 'The final Krat' means. I know you are Canadian and all, so I'm going easy on you.

<@Rue> ooc - lmao

[os] topic (#tildruin) ~*~'Quest' Wednesday - Shandor's Back! And Ariea Too!~*~ :|: Please donate generously to the Canadian help fund. They need help. Lots of help.:|: (Shandor)



<+Mirar> OOG: Er... the others seem to have gone oddly quiet.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Reading

רשת Rue blinks up at the final larger-Krat, wondering who is going to kill it and how, since there aren't really any other Krats to do th job.

<+Mirar> OOG: You heard the elf, say something damnit

<@Shandor> OOC: Good work, Mihnny.

<+Mirar> OOG: ^.^



[os] signoff Mirar (I'm going off to play some PS...YES, I FINALLY GOT ONE DAMNIT o.o And whatever the hell a krat is, I don't care. Rue, g)



רשת Isondil looks at Shandor for suggestions on how to kill the krat

רשת Shandor looks around, someone somewhere in the world needs his help. To the Shandor-cave! I mean, 'Just hit it! It's already wounded.'



רשת Varadrion jumps onto the wounded Krat and stabs stabbing for any wound he can find

<@Rue> ooc - :p Wait, she can't see what I'm saying.

<@Shandor> OOC: "and stabs stabbing"

<@Shandor> OOC: Don't-cha love Canadians?

<+Varadrion> ooc: Meh

[And now you are racist too? I mean: HA HA HA HA. –Esal]



<@Shandor> The Krat falls to the ground, dead.

<@Rue> ooc- FINALLY. Good god.

<@Shandor> The Krat was just napping and gets to his feet again.

רשת Varadrion continues stabbing it, the rage of his 'death' finally getting to him

<@Rue> ooc - Bastard

<@Shandor> OOC: Aw... poor wittle Varadrion.

<@Shandor> *pats Varadrion*

<@Faelnon> *pats Varadrion. A lot*

<@Shandor> OOC: Hey! Cut that out!

<@Faelnon> *whistles innocently* What?

[os] nick(Rue) to (Krat)

רשת Krat glares at Varadrion, "Knock it off! I'm friggin dead. And Foilae killed you. Not me. Stab him."

<@Shandor> OOC: lol

[os] nick(Krat) to (Rue)

רשת Foilae says, 'Er... [Sqigglyated].... Faelnon tried to molest you! Stab him!'

<+Varadrion> ooc: He makes a good point

<@Faelnon> OOC: I wasn't!.... Varadrion started it! He made moves!

<+Isondil> ooc: lol



רשת Rue puts her sword away and innocently wipes the Krat blood on her hands on Faelnon's sleeve.

<@Faelnon> OOC: She's trying to molest me!

<@Rue> ooc - But you didn't say anything when Varadrion touched you!

<@Rue> ooc - Gay-boy

<+Isondil> ooc: lol

<+Varadrion> ooc: You freaks

<@Faelnon> OOC: Stop touching meeeeeeee



<@Shandor> There is a sudden thud from Shandor's cabin.

רשת Ariea opens the door, Shandor is lying on the ground.

רשת Shandor gets up quickly and looks at Ariea, 'Yes?'

<@Rue> ooc - Ariea opens the closet up. Faelnon tumbles out.

<@Shandor> OOC: lol

<+Isondil> ooc: lmao

<@Shandor> OOC: That's better than what I had planned.

רשת Rue hears the thud and curiously wanders over to the rest.

רשת Faelnon is sitting in *his room*, reading through *his Playboy* to prove his heterosexuality.

<@Rue> ooc - lmfao



<@Rue> ooc - Faelnon flips to the "For Gays Only" page. Yes, that's right.

רשת Shandor adds, 'Someone stole my Playbo- er... Foilae's Playboys, taht he left here.

<@Shandor> OOC: lol

<@Rue> ooc - OOOOH! I know why Shandor fell over! *shuts up*

<@Shandor> OOC: well, I'm just about done degrading my characters.

רשת Rue , hearing what Shandor said, is almost tempted to knock on Faelnon's door, but refrains.



רשת Rue waves to Isondil, and then, feeling particularly mean, gives him a high five. "Way to defeat those larger-Krats, eh?" she grins.

<@Shandor> OOC: Rue: I was particularly impressed by you screaming like a baby-man.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Rue isn't making many friends..

רשת Isondil winces as Rue smacks his injured hand and bite's his lip and says 'yeah great'

<@Shandor> OOC: Faelnon likes her...

<@Shandor> OOC: Faelnon can get hints and tips from her...

<@Faelnon> OOC: HEY!

<@Rue> ooc - lmao, Suuuper-whore

<@Shandor> OOC: " I DO NOT, SWING THAT WAY", heh...



<@Shandor> OOC: Does Super-whore want to use the Shandor-cave for launching secret operations?

<@Rue> ooc - lmao. Rue's starting a Super-whore buisness.



רשת Isondil winces as Rue smacks his injured hand and bite's his lip and says 'yeah great'

רשת Rue gives Isondil the most innocent grin she can and asks, "Is something wr-"

רשת Rue bursts out laughing before she finishes her sentence.

רשת Varadrion sees Isondil and looks silently at his hand

רשת Rue smiles at Isondil and pats him on the back with a smile. "Sorry about that," she grins in a way that shows she really isn't as sorry as she sounds.

רשת Isondil glares at Rue and says 'No I'm just fine'

<@Rue> ooc - Aw, Vara's all pissy at Rue...Don't make me slap your magic sworded chest wound!

<@Rue> ooc - :p

<+Varadrion> ooc: Don't make me stab you

<@Rue> ooc - Don't make us throw you off the train a la Faendalos

<@Rue> ooc - That was hillarious

<+Varadrion> ooc: Me and Isondil will kill you

<@Shandor> OOC: I'll save you, Rue!

<+Isondil> ooc: leave me out of this

רשת Varadrion walks up to Isondil and says softly "Feeling any better?" and gestures at hs hand

<+Varadrion> ooc: Pussy, lol

רשת Rue looks innocently at Varadrion and Isondil. "I didn't know?" she says unconvincingly.

רשת Isondil nods and says 'Yea it should be fine by the time we arrive at the meeting place'

רשת Varadrion says "Hopefully"

רשת Isondil glares at Rue and says 'Sure you didn't'

רשת Varadrion looks at Rue, but ignores her

רשת Rue calls behind her, "Hey Shandor!"

רשת Shandor comes out of his cabin, 'Yes?'

רשת Rue motions to Isondil. "Did you know Isondil hurt his hand?"

רשת Varadrion looks at Isondil, says softly "You're on your own" and moves away

רשת Shandor says, 'Sure didn't. Boy, I'm hungry,' he slaps Varadrion's stomach, 'I'm sure you are too.'

<+Isondil> ooc: nice

<@Rue> ooc - That was a good one.

<@Shandor> OOC: *bows*

רשת Rue stifles a laugh.

<@Shandor> OOC: Oh god, now Faelnon will want to nurse him back to health.

רשת Isondil hides a grin before moving away slowly

<@Faelnon> OOC: Playboys! *waves*

רשת Rue raises an eyebrow. "We should have Faelnon take a look at that..." she grins, moving down a cabin and rapping on the door.

רשת Faelnon is heard yelping and there is some crashing before he squeaks, 'I'm busy!'

רשת Isondil stops and decides to watch things unfold

<@Rue> ooc - Faelnon: Shuffling is heard, the sound of a mattress being lifted perhaps?

רשת Varadrion leans over in pain

<@Shandor> OOC: is heard helping? I don't know what the hell I was meant to be writing.

<@Shandor> OOC: lol

<+Isondil> ooc: who exactly is he busy with though?

רשת Rue leans up against the door. "But Varadrion needs to see you. He really needs to."

<@Rue> ooc - Pamela Anderson

<@Shandor> OOC: Varadrion returns back to his cabin, 'Hey? Where's my inflatable doll?'

<+Isondil> ooc: lmao

<@Rue> ooc - lmao

<@Shandor> OOC: He calls her Inflatable Ingrid.

<+Varadrion> ooc: Joke is old :P

<@Shandor> OOC: Shall we call an end to the Parade of Depravity for tonight?

<@Rue> ooc - someone say something else?

<+Varadrion> ooc: End it, for god sakes end it, lo

<@Rue> ooc - scratch my post then, that's a retarded ending

<@Rue> ooc :p

<@Shandor> There is the sound of bed springs squeaking from Faelnon's room. The End.

[os] signoff Isondil (Quit: Leaving)

<@Shandor> ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Squeaky Squeaky ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::



03/08/20 20:45:04 <+Varadrion> Shivayon?

03/08/20 20:45:18 <@Shandor> Oh, you didn't meet her

03/08/20 20:45:20 <+Sandilor> shiva

03/08/20 20:45:34 <@Shandor> Last survivor of Caritas, Faelnon's hometown. Oh, and part-time Hindu goddess.