Chapter 43
Gone
Dodger : there ya go
Lytha: {yawns sleepily} Amanda? Do you want me to fix breakfast?
T.A. Grimbergen: Friends!
Saraphin: No, I want to see the children
Lytha: DON'T TOUCH ME@!!!!
Spag Hetti: Grimbergen.
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen! Thank the Gods!
Arisa : [Shout] OOC: ok all half time break.... take 5
T.A. Grimbergen: General...Mag....
Saraphin: and after that I want to fetch my clothes
T.A. Grimbergen: ooc boy i came just in time!
Maglor the Singer: ooc back in 5
Spag Hetti: ooc afk...5 mins.
Lytha: AFK......
T.A. Grimbergen: ooc sorry about my timing... ooc can someone fill me in on anything i missed?
Lytha: ooc - Lauhging} Its ok! Youre here!!!
Maglor the Singer: ooc back
Arisa : [Shout] ooc: DM K back, let me know when all others back
T.A. Grimbergen: ooc here
Lytha: Back!!!
Saraphin: never left
Maglor the Singer: ooc K must be gone
Arisa : [Shout] ooc: ok off pause then.. and we continue on....
Maglor the Singer: Where are the children my dear
Corik Gallenson: *setts a try of Ale down on the table*
Maglor the Singer: *kisses her hand
Arisa: They have gone m'lord
Maglor the Singer: Gone?
T.A. Grimbergen: Saraphin...
Arisa: Aye
Saraphin: What!
Maglor the Singer: where and with whom?
T.A. Grimbergen: How are the children?
Arisa: When the news of the raid of the caravan came upon us. we sent them off as ye requested
Maglor the Singer: With my mother?
Lytha: eep
Arisa: In fear that the ones that raided the caravan may come to attack the town. Ye mother? Nay
Maglor the Singer: But the boy needs the medicine that we have brought
Arisa: Selistal took them
Maglor the Singer: Who is Selistal
Saraphin: *bites lip*
Arisa: fear not m'lord. for she worked for thy clan
Maglor the Singer: Send word that they are to be returned immediately. The boy must have the antidote
Arisa: but. but. but
Maglor the Singer: yes?
Dwarven Miner: *the dwarfs start to sing a loud dwaven drinking song*
Arisa: they took them into the Skeletal Forest. For me to send word to them. would be a waist of time
Maglor the Singer: Why?
Arisa: Why would I send word to them when ye could take them the antidote thyself? it makes not since?
Maglor the Singer: Aye...... But where is the Skeletal forest?
Arisa: Accross the bay
Dwarven Miner : [Shout] More ale
Maglor the Singer: I see. Well, Blades, we are no sooner returned then we must set out again
Saraphin: Maglor?
Maglor the Singer: Ever is it thus
Spag Hetti: It is our lot...
Saraphin: May I retrieve something from the room before we go?
T.A. Grimbergen: No rest for the weary
Maglor the Singer: We must hie to the Skeletal Forest. Yes, Sara.....we should probably stay here tonight, and leave in the morning
Arisa: OH an m'lord Maglor
Lytha: eeps
Arisa: there is something else
Dwarven Miner : [Shout] MORE ALE
Maglor the Singer: yes?
Spag Hetti: *sharpens axe blade with a stone*
Arisa: ye must see the purchaser of town
Maglor the Singer: Purchaser of the town? How is he named?
Arisa: Ye know that m'lord. Next to the other inn....
Maglor the Singer: Is it Ranther?
Arisa: nay
Maglor the Singer: *looks relieved. Very well, we shall go see him
Arisa: the one that purchases stuff for the town
Maglor the Singer: I see
Dwarven Miner : [Shout] MORE ALE
Arisa: And then they demanded vengence for their dwarven friend. So he set the Hilt of his sword upon the floor and threw himself upon his blade.
Dwarven Miner: *walks buy carring a Keg*
Arisa: Another sad story was that on this very stage a wedding was performed. But during this wedding an assassin slayed the lady right before our eyes.
Saraphin: Maglor
Lytha: {brushing the soot out of her eyes and hair, listening}
Arisa: To stop on a good note, the Lords of Esirup have returned and have brought the great town of Esirup back to an honarable and liveable state.
Saraphin: While you go may I use the room?
Arisa: And then they demanded vengence for their dwarven friend. So he set the Hilt of his sword upon the floor and threw himself upon his blade.
Dwarven Miner: ahh we no longer have to wait for drinks...
Saraphin: I wish to bathe
Maglor the Singer: Indeed
Dwarven Miner: *sets Keg down on table*
Arisa: Another sad story was that on this very stage a wedding was performed. But during this wedding an assassin slayed the lady right before our eyes.
Spag Hetti: ooc who is Gillian the Merciful?
Saraphin: May I take Lytha in there?
Lytha: OOC - Mags brother in law...
Arisa: To stop on a good note, the Lords of Esirup have returned and have brought the great town of Esirup back to an honarable and liveable state. And then they demanded vengence for their dwarven friend. So he set the Hilt of his sword upon the floor and threw himself upon his blade.
Maglor the Singer: aye, bathe that mute creature
Spag Hetti: ooc Okay.
Lytha: {Listens enraptured}
Saraphin: thank you sir
Arisa: Another sad story was that on this very stage a wedding was performed. But during this wedding an assassin slayed the lady right before our eyes. To stop on a good note, the Lords of Esirup have returned and have brought the great town of Esirup back to an honarable and liveable state.
Lytha: Ok!
T.A. Grimbergen: Can it be? Someone has purchased this town?!
Maglor the Singer: Arisa honors us. No, Grimbergen. Arisa spoke of the man who purchases supplies for Esirup
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah...I was so short of breath i misunderstood
Maglor the Singer: come....let us go see this one. come, my general. Hail, Merin
Merin: Lord Maglor?
Maglor the Singer: None other. Arisa sent me to you
Merin: she did? did she?
Maglor the Singer: aye
Merin: Well then. I suppose ye come for thy profits?
Maglor the Singer: Indeed
Merin: Let me check... *gets out a ledger*
Spag Hetti: *lays axe on counter*
Maglor the Singer: *smiles
Merin: Ok well one trip made it to Oriruk
Maglor the Singer: 'Tis well
Merin: but another was ambushed in the Black Leaf Forest
Maglor the Singer: alas
Merin: So I fear I only have but 3000 gold to give to thee
Maglor the Singer: 'tis well enough and thank thee for thy service. But this I ask you. Have you seen Polradia slinking about the town?
Merin: Nay I have not.... but I am not the one to ask
Maglor the Singer: Who then?
Merin: For I only deal with the ones that wish to deal honestly
Maglor the Singer: In truth, that would not be Polradia
Spag Hetti: Hmph.
Maglor the Singer: snicker. Here are your shares, lads
Merin: I fear that the guards need pay m'lord Maglor
Spag Hetti: Hold onto mine Maglor.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] What means did this money come from?
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye...use my share for the service of the town. SPeaking of which...who is the chief administrator now?
Merin: [Whisper] the mines lord T.A.
Spag Hetti: Use it for building up the town's defenses.
Maglor the Singer: This is our profits from the Inn and the goods we have sold
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah...
Maglor the Singer: I shall use it then for the benefit of the people as you have requested. Merin, you have served your lords well. Come lads.....let's have one night of relaxation before we set out once again
Merin: I only request that ye hire another to help with the guards. For they are not happy
Spag Hetti: Perhaps we should seek out the troublemakers in the Black Leaf Forest.
Maglor the Singer: What do you suggest. Aye, my General, that's a good idea as well
Spag Hetti: After, of course, we have retrieved the children.
Maglor the Singer: aye. Here Merin...take this gold and hire a trustworthy captain for the guards
Merin: This will keep the guards happy for a bit that I assure ye
Maglor the Singer: You are a worthy ally, Merin. We will bid you adieu for now
Merin: Unia has sent others out to discover the riddle of the black forest
Maglor the Singer: When they return, learn what you can from them, and we will put an end to the troubles. But first, we must retrieve my children
Maglor the Singer: There is one other matter lads.... Remember the wizard that sent us to find the magical claw
Spag Hetti: ooc oops.
Maglor the Singer: The claw that cursed and killed poor Moonbeam?
Spag Hetti: Yes...
T.A. Grimbergen: Curses!
Maglor the Singer: We must find the wizard and demand that he tell us what he knows
Spag Hetti: Shall I go kill him now?
Maglor the Singer: We may have to kill him
T.A. Grimbergen: We must first inquire what we can...so as to one day save our departed friend
Maglor the Singer: Let us, those three that knew Moonbeam best, let us go avenge his death. agreed
T.A. Grimbergen: We do not know for sure that Vren is dead...at least I hope...
Maglor the Singer: as do I grimbergen
Spag Hetti: *closes eyes and hangs head*
Maglor the Singer: Shall we seek him out then?
Maglor the Singer: [Whisper] And, my General, keep an ear out for rumor of Polradia
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye
Spag Hetti: Yes.
Maglor the Singer: He will be dangerous. is this the place?
Spag Hetti: Philip?
Philip Cruz'ado: My name, sir Mage, is Philip. A guardsman long removed from his home. General? Why claim you I am something else?
Maglor the Singer: We've a score to settle here, I'm afraid
Nararaldur: Thee speak in riddles of the lost moon within the sun
Maglor the Singer: Well, Nararaldur. We meet again
Nararaldur: What doest thou mean Maglor?
Maglor the Singer: But we return to you diminished. For the claw that you sought. Destroyed our friend and kinsman, Vren D'lunarae
Nararaldur: Vren? he hast parished in his quest?
Maglor the Singer: Aye..... or so we believe. What can you tell us?
Nararaldur: News this is bad
Maglor the Singer: And how can you repay us the loss of our friend?
Nararaldur: excuse me a moment please
Philip Cruz'ado: Repay you?
Maglor the Singer: We have lost our dear friend whilst serving this mage
Philip Cruz'ado: Did your friend join you freely upon the journey?
Nararaldur: Book upon knowledge I seek the truth. the book has spoken what doest thou seek of me?
Maglor the Singer: What sayeth the book?
Nararaldur: I see vengence in thy heart is that not true?
Maglor the Singer: It would be a lie to say we are not angry
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods*
Nararaldur: I would not blame thee for thy vengence saught. but doest thee seek vengence on me?
Maglor the Singer: Nay, I can see that your heart is pure. But tell us, what can be done?
Nararaldur: Ye speak in riddles
Maglor the Singer: Riddles are my trade
Nararaldur: Nay ye not seek vengence yet ye see that my heart is not pure?
Maglor the Singer: I see well enough that you did not mean for Vren to die. And therefore, I forgive you any wrongs you may have done unintentionally
Nararaldur: Mean for him to parish, that I did not do
Maglor the Singer: But we did not understand the danger of the claw when we sought for it. And it hath cost us our dear friend
Nararaldur: Ye speak with forked tounge as the snake of the defial doest
Maglor the Singer: You try my patience and my good heart
Nararaldur: Well then I guess ye should leave then
Maglor the Singer: *glares. We will have recompense for the loss of our friend
Nararaldur: Glare all ye want, but without me ye town will become dust with the power of the green heart
Philip Cruz'ado: *looks confused*
Maglor the Singer: What is this green heart ye speak of?
Nararaldur: I wish that thee only know of my powers and that thee only seek power within thy hearts of others
Maglor the Singer: Are you saying that you wish to remain secret?
Nararaldur: I am only saying that I am here to ensure the regrowth of the town of Esirup
Maglor the Singer: 'tis well enough
Nararaldur: BUT
Maglor the Singer: *listens
Nararaldur: if ye not trust me, then say it now. and I shall go with the dust of the ancestors of Esirup
Maglor the Singer: In this matter, I must confer with my two mighty warriors. What say you, General Hetti? And thee, Grimbergen? Is he to be trusted?
Nararaldur: Ye defile me to ask such things to before my face
Maglor the Singer: Forgive me, but these are dangerous times
T.A. Grimbergen: Master sage...what is the explanation of your ability to restore Esirup?
Nararaldur: Dangerous times I do fear. Jealestal
T.A. Grimbergen: FOr all we know...you sent us on a fool's errand with the intent to have us perish so that the town will be rendered defenseless
Philip Cruz'ado: ??
Nararaldur: Ye see that bastard sword that ye wield
T.A. Grimbergen: My sword?
Lytha: {sniff}
T.A. Grimbergen: *pulls it slightlyt out of scabbard*
Spag Hetti: How can I trust who I do not even know? But for the fact that he is already here, I have nothing on which to base any judgment.
Nararaldur: Aye ye sword of the inner guards
T.A. Grimbergen: What of it?
Nararaldur: Did ye guards not leave for they felt of fear of the darkness of the Green One?
T.A. Grimbergen: What does that have to do with the sword?
Maglor the Singer: Now it is thee, Nararaldur, that speaketh in riddles!
Nararaldur: Silent Maglor the Bard
Maglor the Singer: *shrugs
Nararaldur: Thee bastard sword. did it not return to thee with faith
T.A. Grimbergen: *frowns in puzzlement*
Nararaldur: In another hands the sword was cursed. But in ye hands it has power
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah...I suppose...others could not wield it
Maglor the Singer: *nods
T.A. Grimbergen: I still don't see what you're intimating...
Nararaldur: Doest thee not realize what thy powers of Esirup hast?
Maglor the Singer: We are learning......we are learning
T.A. Grimbergen: Yes, I do know that it is an artifact in the restoration of this city
Nararaldur: But art thee learning to decieve or to charish?
Maglor the Singer: *strokes chin
Nararaldur: Lord Maglor
Maglor the Singer: aye
Nararaldur: Ye spoke to many about ye ways
Maglor the Singer: *nods
Nararaldur: including the deception of many in Osiurk and on the Isle of Passage
T.A. Grimbergen: When have we deceived? Maglor will never give us the opportunity with his quick but forthright mouth! Deception?!
Maglor the Singer: he speaks as one who knows much
Philip Cruz'ado: Even when discretion is wiser.
Maglor the Singer: wisdom comes at too high a price for Maglor
T.A. Grimbergen: I cannot recall an instance when our silver tongued bard has allowed us to deceive
Nararaldur: Well then bard of Esirup and lord of Skeletal Bay. Ye must think before thy speak
Philip Cruz'ado: *grins*
Maglor the Singer: *grits teeth
T.A. Grimbergen: Your words are but riddles still, Master sage
Nararaldur: for powers that watch over these lands needs not only stealth, but honesty
Lytha: {curls up next to the fire}
Nararaldur: But If ye wish I will depart
Maglor the Singer: I think not
Nararaldur: And will never be seen within this town again
Maglor the Singer: Stay.....
T.A. Grimbergen: Can you be honest with your intentions? So far you have supplied nothing but observation of our actions
Maglor the Singer: He speaks in riddles, Grimbergen, 'tis true
T.A. Grimbergen: All we seek are answers...nothing more, no less
Maglor the Singer: But, there is a power within him that may prove usefule to us. Methinks we would be wise to abide his company in our town
T.A. Grimbergen: If you say so, my brother.
Maglor the Singer: A useful ally will often go in wolves' clothing, as the saying goes
Nararaldur: Lord T.A. the one of fire sword I give thee this in answer to thee, If I not wish thee power of safety against evil why not I would kill thee now?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] *shakes his head silently*
T.A. Grimbergen: You gave me this?! Please do explain your role in it.
Nararaldur: Give thee ye sword? Nay I do not
T.A. Grimbergen: As i recall...we recovered it from some giantkin in the caves
Maglor the Singer: Aye, Grimbergen. but if I am not mistaken. Nararaldur is steeped in the legends of Esirup
Nararaldur: but is ye destiny to defeat the black one of red eyes. ... and to help the good keep back the evil
Maglor the Singer: You see?
T.A. Grimbergen: I do sense your power...but perhaps you are toying with us...
Nararaldur: TOY WITH YE
T.A. Grimbergen: Anyone can study myths and legends...
Nararaldur: Forgive me for raising my voice
Maglor the Singer: *strokes chin
Nararaldur: I fear that ye fear me from ye deceptions of ye past
Maglor the Singer: aye, Nararaldur
Nararaldur: I shall leave this place
T.A. Grimbergen: Can you not tell us what was the purpose in having us seek the claw which has led to Vren's undoing? That is what we came for
Maglor the Singer: Nay, do not leave
Nararaldur: and will return when thy retrust thy hearts
Maglor the Singer: Nay do not leave. we have need of your services and your powers. and your wisdom
Nararaldur: Vren saught out the green claw only to gain more power in his worth
Maglor the Singer: And is there nothing that can be done for him?
T.A. Grimbergen: If you truly are inclined to help this town...then shouldn't you have its prosperity in mind for its own sake rather than the feelings of some rash adventurers such as us?
Nararaldur: Nay, I am sorry, I have not the power to bring him back from the path that he sought out
Maglor the Singer: Then.....he is gone......forever?
Nararaldur: Lord of the Fire sword, I can only say this
T.A. Grimbergen: *turns to hide the tears*
Nararaldur: The path that one hast chosen is the path that one will follow. BUT!
Maglor the Singer: *tears stream down cheeks
Nararaldur: the path that one doest not seek is thy destiny
Maglor the Singer: *strokes chin
T.A. Grimbergen: *shakes head in dismay*
Nararaldur: Let us speak of the one ye call General
Maglor the Singer: We are indebted to you
Nararaldur: This orc that will die for each and every one of thee. has but one purpose
Maglor the Singer: *looks nervous
Spag Hetti: *eyes narrow, looks back and forth*
Nararaldur: to become the one that is honered by all and one while watched over by all
Maglor the Singer: I have guessed already that my General is destined for greatness
T.A. Grimbergen: *nods in agreement*
Spag Hetti: Hmph.
Lytha: {stares at My}
Nararaldur: Well, ye are all slated for greatness, but they tounge must stay straight on not twisted
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] I wonder of his "observations." He seems to think I am some sort of Paladin. *snorts softly*
Lytha: {cocks head, watching him}
Maglor the Singer: And what of these others? What of this mute creature? This Lythia?
Spag Hetti: *stares bacK8
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] And what would you know of paladins? *smiles*
Nararaldur: Doest thou speak to me or the one marked?
Spag Hetti: What are you aying girl?
Maglor the Singer: To thee, Nararaldur
Lytha: He said you would be broken for everyone here. Why would you let them break you for me?
Maglor the Singer: What can you tell us of Lythia, and Philip, and Sara?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Those I've met, in my former home, were all concerned with "God's Business" and seemed to consider themselves above the common needs of the people
Nararaldur: Tis said that the green scaled one will only be defeated if one hast the power of the marked one of the gold,
Spag Hetti: I... don't... know.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Indeed...based on that assumption, this old man does fit the mold...
Nararaldur: if she is that one, I know not for the marked ones have many blessings, including being blocked by great magical power
Spag Hetti: I am only used to breaking things, not getting broken.
Lytha: {reaches very tentatively, almost painfully, till one finger touchs his arm, then jumps back, smiling}
Maglor the Singer: She has magical powers, certainly
Spag Hetti: Sara, by the girl some clothes, will you?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Hah. I am not some fool in shining mail, believing that nothing will harm him simply because he THINKS so. If my enemy shows me his back, I will gladly bury my blade there.
Spag Hetti: *buy*
Nararaldur: Well then, when all three moons are alligned holding the sun's light we shall know if it is her along with ye powers that will win over the darkness of the Hooved one
Maglor the Singer: I'll drink to that!
Nararaldur: Drink?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Hmmm...I would think a seasoned champion as yourself would have learned by now that there are powers that not even the most fantastic blade can penetrate.
Maglor the Singer: aye
T.A. Grimbergen: Hooved one?
Nararaldur: Well then I guess ye bid me fairwell for this is a house of knowledge and this house does not allow that
Maglor the Singer: My apologies
Nararaldur: Therfore I bid ye fairwell
Maglor the Singer: nay, don't go
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] I have yet to find such. Most dangers react the same to a yard of steel in the guts. Some just have tougher skins than others.
Maglor the Singer: 'twas a mistake. nothing more
T.A. Grimbergen: Yes...master sage...do not leave this town on account of our ignonorance
Nararaldur: Me fairwell? I think not
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Well then...your must travel with us more often!
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] You seek out these Slavers' base, then?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Indeed. Have you news of there whereabouts?
Maglor the Singer: Your wisdom has been a great help to us, Nararaldur
Nararaldur: Me leave? I think not
Maglor the Singer: Now, I must go to rest at the inn
Nararaldur: *begins to cast spell*
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] No. I was merely seeing what was where, in the city. 'Tis my habit.
Lytha: {watches the casting}
Nararaldur: Do not fear ye friend is not harmed
Dariel: Hail getting ready for travel? I have some food for thee if ye like.
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye
Dwarven Miner : [Shout] MORE ALE
T.A. Grimbergen: After you, dear lady
Lytha: {watching nervously
Maglor the Singer: Ale, yo say?
Dwarven Miner: our keg be empty
Arisa: To stop on a good note, the Lords of Esirup have returned and have brought the great town of Esirup back to an honarable and liveable state. And then they demanded vengence for their dwarven friend. So he set the Hilt of his sword upon the floor and threw himself upon his blade.
Dwarven Miner: yes ale wes needs more
Arisa: Another sad story was that on this very stage a wedding was performed. But during this wedding an assassin slayed the lady right before our eyes.
Dwarven Miner: this keg be empty *pats keg setting on table*
Maglor the Singer: I suggest you speakwith the barkeeper then
Arisa: To stop on a good note, the Lords of Esirup have returned and have brought the great town of Esirup back to an honarable and liveable state.
Dwarven Miner: are you not the bar keep
Maglor the Singer: Nay,m friend, I am not
Dwarven Miner: *looks at mag with bleary eyes*
Arisa: Well red hair lady I give thee thy stage
Dwarven Miner: oh thought you where the barkeep
Lytha: {watches her go, confused}
Maglor the Singer: Nonetheless, I would be glad to buy thee an ale. come
T.A. Grimbergen: Lytha! It's your turn!
Lytha: {looks confused}
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh...nevermind
Lytha: My turn?
Arisa: Lady of red hair? ye walked upon the stage. which meant that ye wanted it
Lytha: {glances at the door upstairs, turning pale} No!!! Don't touch me!!!
Arisa: so take ye spot
Saraphin: [Whisper] can we leave her here?
T.A. Grimbergen: Lytha?
Saraphin: *sighs* yes. there is not temple here though?
T.A. Grimbergen: As in...leave her at the inn permanently? There was...but the town's been razed by pirates
Saraphin: I remember. the town needs a temple
T.A. Grimbergen: Of Aphrodite? *grins*
Arisa: Then the horse with fire hooves
T.A. Grimbergen: We do need more townsfolk to populate this city once again...more children
Saraphin: *shrugs*
Arisa: scooped down upon the villages to take the virgins. Oh but WAIT. there were none
T.A. Grimbergen: *smiles at Arisa* None indeed!
Arisa: so the Black Knight of the blackened sun
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods*
Arisa: riding upon his nighmare. rode to the next town
Maglor the Singer: Sara, give me my key please
Saraphin: As you wish
Dwarven Miner: *setts ales down*
Arisa: and destroyed that villiage. and the next village. and the next
Maglor the Singer: Come with me, will you?
Saraphin: I still have some things in there
Arisa: *tears in her eyes* And then!!!!!
Dwarven Miner : [Shout] sings about the guy who bought them the round *loudly*
Arisa: the paladin of anthena name Crystal
T.A. Grimbergen: *listens intently now*
Arisa: and the eviliest assassin of Lovitar named Poppy. called upon a truse within the valley of Thrikeen. against the elves of the claypons....
Philip Cruz'ado: *leans back, listening to the fairy tale*
Kadarr : [Shout] OOC: game time all
Philip Cruz'ado: hehe. Didn't get a chance to talk to TA. :)
Maglor the Singer: good session all
Spag Hetti: [Shout] Bed *yawn* time!
T.A. Grimbergen: We had a few lines :)
Maglor the Singer: nice work all
Lytha: {smiles} Yeah!!!!
Maglor the Singer: i gotta go to bed too
Spag Hetti: [Shout] Thanks everybody!
T.A. Grimbergen: Goodnight all
Lytha: Night Spag!
Maglor the Singer: cya next week everybody
Spag Hetti: [Shout] Nighty night!
Philip Cruz'ado: 'Night!
Dodger : good game
Lytha: Night Mag...
Dodger : night all. *wave* *waves*
T.A. Grimbergen: Night dodger!
Philip Cruz'ado: and *poof* they vanish. 'Night Dodger.
Saraphin: yes
Lytha: {smiles} don't touch me TA....
T.A. Grimbergen: Did dodger do the mage?
Kadarr : [Shout] wow? either a very bad game or a good draining of energy game here... everybody logged out quickly?
Saraphin: Well I suppose it is time to go back to crying curled up in my bed
T.A. Grimbergen: Hey baby...heh heh
Philip Cruz'ado: Hmm. Hard to say....
T.A. Grimbergen: back to crying?!
Saraphin: I almost left half way throught the game
T.A. Grimbergen: oh no...
Saraphin: I almost did not even show up... *sighs*
Lytha: Oh Sara... Hang in there.
Saraphin: I even posted I was not likely to come, then deleted it
T.A. Grimbergen: Well i'm glad you made it...and i think you're happier that you made it also?
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* I saw that. But I'm glad you made it. Kept Maglor busy. ;)
Saraphin: ha
Kadarr : [Shout] I was hoping for IG comments not RL stuff, as far as RL stuff, had my fill and am stressed out myself so g-nite all
Saraphin: I do not see how he seduces so many
Lytha: Kadarr?
Philip Cruz'ado: I enjoyed the game, myself.
T.A. Grimbergen: night K!
Saraphin: bye
Lytha: I had a blast... {sighs}
Saraphin: I did not. great... well I upset him. I suck
Lytha: Kadarr is stressed and bummed.
Saraphin: I noticed
Lytha: No Sara, it isn't you
Saraphin: I do not know what it is
Philip Cruz'ado: No, Sara. Not you at all.
T.A. Grimbergen: Everyone seems to be
Lytha: He's real stressed about the wedding.
Saraphin: He sounded so upset on monday
Lytha: ANd money..... And work
Saraphin: he did mention the wedding, he really wants people to come
T.A. Grimbergen: is something wrong with him?
Lytha: I wish I could, but there isn't any way.
Saraphin: I supose if I was not already coming out on tuesday...
Lytha: He's just real nervous. He swore he wouldn't get married. I think she's pushing..
Philip Cruz'ado: Nor can I make it.
Saraphin: oh... I do not understand...
T.A. Grimbergen: ack...i was gonna not go either but if he's gonna be sad...damn
Lytha: I don't either, but its really getting to him.
T.A. Grimbergen: Seriously?
Saraphin: I am terrified of meeting him
Lytha: {nods} He hasn't been himself at work either.
Philip Cruz'ado: Refresh my poor messed up memory, Lytha. It's when & where?
Saraphin: I am terrified of meeting all of you...
T.A. Grimbergen: vegas, oct 31
Lytha: We called the game early on Monday because he got upset for almost no reason. The wedding is Halloween in Vegas
Philip Cruz'ado: Ah. So I was right.
Saraphin: Monday was so tough
Lytha: It was. But not for the players, they had fun.
Saraphin: they did? I could not tell...
Lytha: Oh yes,, we had fun. Even Marby was upset that we called it
Philip Cruz'ado: I'd heard 2nd hand that things ended early. Nothing really about how it went.
Saraphin: It was hard for me to follow. From me right? I told you they ended early
Philip Cruz'ado: You and Marby, actually. Sara? Isn't that a bit 'daring' for her? Around Maglor, that is.
Saraphin: Maglor already asked her to sleep with him
Lytha: {smiles} No worries Philip, I will keep Maglor away from her.
Saraphin: Repeatedly. No you won't. I will
Philip Cruz'ado: Thank you, Lytha. I think that would be wise, that *someone* keeps him away.
Lytha: {pouts} But I want to help!!! I will sacrifice myself to save you, remember?
Saraphin: you do not need to... Maglor's charms are far overrated. No girl in her right mind would sleep with him after the way he tried to seduce me
Philip Cruz'ado: Ah. Someone else does not care for the honey of his tongue, eh?
Saraphin: Honey? hehe...
Philip Cruz'ado: *shrugs* That's the phrase....
Saraphin: You guys missed out...
Lytha: {laughs} Maybe he's getting desperate.... Afterall, he hasn't had much luck since Belindra died..
Saraphin: just the barmaid
T.A. Grimbergen: ah
Philip Cruz'ado: Must be low on funds, then. *Grin* Now, YOU, T.A....we must speak, lad.
T.A. Grimbergen: hehe
Saraphin: I have never had someone try to convince me logically to sleep with them before. and in the process tell me they would never love me...
Lytha: LOGICALLY?!?!?!?!? WHat happened to lust and desire?
Philip Cruz'ado: I'd love to hear that argument.
Saraphin: and never be loyal to me
Lytha: Love and loyalty may be overrated, but LOGIC?
Saraphin: it went on for about 3 hours between two games...
Philip Cruz'ado: Hmm...actually, it sounds vaguely familiar. Except for the sleeping part.
Lytha: Oh, sounds like Laua {giggles}
Saraphin: really?
Philip Cruz'ado: Wow, Sara. That must have been....interesting.
Saraphin: Great...
Philip Cruz'ado: Yes, Lytha. It does. :)
Saraphin: well it was interesting...
Lytha: "LOGICALLY" trying to explain to Justy why he didn't actaully break up with her... {rolls eyes}
Saraphin: He broke up with her?
Lytha: {nods} Yep!!!
Saraphin: hehe... that explains why he is talking about Sara again... *laughs*
Lytha: I started talking, he heard the first sentance and walked away...
Philip Cruz'ado: Um....no, SHE broke it off. Be fair.
Lytha: I didn't, he didn't let me finish.
Saraphin: Haha...
Lytha: I said "As things are right now, I cannot belong to only you, and you don't belong to only me" At that part he walked out.
Philip Cruz'ado: Oh. Guess he wins the blame, then. But he doesn't really realize it.
Saraphin: I need to write some letters to Justi to leave here for her
Lytha: He never let me finish what I was trying to say. Instead he just gave up.
Saraphin: I only finished one
Lytha: Justy would LOVE to get a letter!
Saraphin: She is going to get to hear the details of Maglors attempt
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* Yep, you do. It'll be fun to see what happens, once they FINALLY get back.
Saraphin: She is getting 4
Lytha: About Mag's attempt? Oh great, she'll have to help him with his problem and ....... anyways.
Saraphin: I have written 3 during the game and can claim another one or 2 from the boat trip back
Philip Cruz'ado: Hey, TA. C'mere.
Saraphin: ug...
Lytha: Here is the funny thing about Laua Sara. He refused to have anything to do with Justy if she touched someone else. Yet the whole time he was acting like a love-sick puppy around Jacia. {shakes head}
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Just curious about how TA really feels about Kyil.
Saraphin: Hey just cause Sara is in love with him does not mean I am... I know
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Ah...good question. hehe...
Saraphin: He is silly...
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] I mean it LOOKS like he is hers, for the asking. And she his.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] well, it's certainly not like any of maglor's romances
Saraphin: But what are the odds of Sara running into him again?
Lytha: [smiles} Good for Sara. He better treat her right or Justy will have his hide. In Aphrodite's name...
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] for the asking?
Saraphin: Aphrodite does not aprove of him
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] You mean that, if she asked, he wouldn't agree to be hers?
Lytha: So? He will adapt or he won't win her. Right?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Marriage, lust, whatever?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Well...
Saraphin: Who?
Lytha: Laua, silly! Even he can change...
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] certainly not lust, although the physcial attaraction is there
Saraphin: Well, I would have to have the opportunity to see him...
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] marriage..well...maybe. we're just very comfortable with each other.
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] *grin* All right, so he's not quite so lost. A good thing.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] how does it appear to others?
Lytha: {smiles} Yes, you would
Saraphin: I just wonder if Justy will tell Lau that Sara is in love with him...
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] so lost?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] To Philip? Like you've married in all but 2 ways - officially & physically.
Lytha: {smiles] He desire is to see everyone in love and happy. Of course she wouldl. There is no jealousy in her about such things.
T.A. Grimbergen: ah, that's good...that's the impression i want to give
Lytha: Even if she and Laua were an item she would happily give him to Sara
Saraphin: Well she did not say in the letters not to say anything to him...
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Just don't be surprised if Philip decides to kick him in the pants for wasting time.
Saraphin: I so have to finish them before I leave for washington
Lytha: Of course with no jealousy, she also doesn't understand why peple get upset if SHE comforts someone else's either....
Philip Cruz'ado: But she DOES know better than to try to "comfort" Hold, right?
Lytha: SHe just couldn't understand why Morte, Baric and Isaac were fighting..
Saraphin: Well, Sara is a bit to particular about love to ever find it in this game...
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Just wanted to let you know a bit beforehand. :)
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] hehe ...please don't! see, part of it is just that i'm a little uncomfortable because in RL it's a guy
Lytha: ANd no Hold, if Jacia were to rebuke Hold and she thought he needed it, she would try to comfort him.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] i mean belfus is a guy
Saraphin: hehehehe
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Hehe. I know he is. Doesn't mean you have to do anything except create the impression.
Saraphin: I hate this ache in my chest
Philip Cruz'ado: Ha. Then he's safe, Lytha.
Lytha: She will be upset to hear about Vren though, she liked him.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] i know...it's just the slightlyt homophobic part of me that has a little reservations about going further
Saraphin: yes, I think I wrote that in the first letter. I actually wrote and sent in the first letter
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] not that there's anything wrong the ppl who play with the other team!
Lytha: And no Philip, she won't try to sleep with Hold just because. But she might if she thought HE needed it.
Saraphin: of course they might not get delivered
Lytha: And yet they might Sara....{smiles}
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] *grin* Well, like I said, it's just something that Philip might mention, given his own history. Sees them letting time slip away that doesn't have to.
Saraphin: hehe. well I write them and send them in... or at lease I will, have done one... I did not even finish packing. *sighs*
Philip Cruz'ado: Hm. Probably not, Lytha. Given he gets nasty when he 'breaks'
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] What TA does with it is up to him. Philip wouldn't approach her about it, though.
Saraphin: How many differect characters have the two of you had that have been romantic?
Lytha: Its called frusteration Phil {smiles}. Us? One pair....
Saraphin: ah
Lytha: You can't really call Tobias and Maaryah romantic
Philip Cruz'ado: *grin* He's the servant of a Goddess, Lytha. I suspect She would see to that, by keeping him WAY too busy. Romantic? those two? Not even a little.
Saraphin: she seemed attached to him...
Philip Cruz'ado: Attached, yes. Romantic, no.
Lytha: No, they are not. SHe's possesive and he's the last male of their gang still alive.
Saraphin: that is what my character figured happened to him
Lytha: There is no ROMANCE at all about it. Its all about control and domination.
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] But, I won't push it. Thanks for the time. :)
Saraphin: well I was being polight about what I meant
Lytha: Which is why we rarely run those characters at the same time.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] so do you RP a lot more with jacia?
Saraphin: involved
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] i mean the romance...sorry about the delay
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] I do, but it's the character's nature.
Lytha: He avoids her, she hates him. That is about right, yes Phil?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] But comparing between Jacia & others I've characters involved with? Hmm. No, it's about even. Regardless of the player's gender.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] ah...yeah...i'm not much of a romantic in RL either, so a lot of the time i need kyil to initiate things
Philip Cruz'ado: Yeah, it's about right.
Saraphin: hmm...
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] ok...sorry to keep you
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] I understand. I'm a romantic at heart, but find it difficult.
Saraphin: well I regret bringing that up
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] NP. Interesting discussions.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] yup :)
Lytha: In her mind the little interlude with you was actually getting back at him, making him do something he didn't want to do...
Saraphin: I am making a concerted effort to abandon MW
Lytha: Its ok, their twisted, which is why we don't run them. Poor TA, what his mind must be thinking {smiles}
Saraphin: Well, I feel bad most of the time I play there... and well Kaylia is almost a slut...
T.A. Grimbergen: oh...my head is swimming in confusing. WHAT?!!
Saraphin: remember what I said about trying not to take after you anymore
Lytha: I'm sorry Sara... Its too bad that it will take so long to get our world up.
Saraphin: I do not know I will go there either
Lytha: {smiles} Its hard to play the part, isn't it?
Saraphin: I should really give up the game
T.A. Grimbergen: hold moment...what do you mean slut?!
Saraphin: she is ALMOST a slut
Philip Cruz'ado: Almost..
Lytha: Why? I think you shouldn't. But play what YOU want to play
Saraphin: She is very free with her body...
T.A. Grimbergen: how is she ALMOST a slut? :)
Saraphin: She has standards
T.A. Grimbergen: hmm...but she keeps it quite innocent...i believe
Lytha: {laughs} That is like saying Acro was ALMOST a prostitute. Even though she made over 30,000 GP...
Saraphin: she will not sleep with someone if she knows that someone else is interested in them, unless she finds out after the fact like with Maaryah
T.A. Grimbergen: er...but did acro actually sleep with ppl?
Lytha: SHe had standards too, like they had to have money.
T.A. Grimbergen: well, Kyil's never slept with anyone (yet)
Saraphin: and they cannot treat her like a slut...
Lytha: Uhm, yes TA. Even had her own room when there weren't even Inn rooms to rent.
Saraphin: *giggles*
Lytha: Not the ACRO here, but on Merc Work....
T.A. Grimbergen: merc work?
Saraphin: I remember that night when Amywien was with her... it was so funny seeing Dave's expression
Lytha: The Acro on nurrana has slept with one person, her husband. I felt so awkward, I am used to satisfying men {smiles}
Saraphin: *giggles*
T.A. Grimbergen: girl-girl action?
Lytha: Merc Work, now Western Shores. Its a persistant world.
Saraphin: He kept offering to let me read the logs. then said I could not do what you did...
Lytha: {turns red} SHe.... needed help.
Saraphin: *shakes head* You do not know how much that influenced me
Lytha: I introduced her to her Goddess, Sharess. I am sorry Sara, I never intended to influence anyone.
Saraphin: well... I have been influenced by you in many ways...
Lytha: She was brought onto the world specifically to bring a seedier element in. WIth the DMs approval.
Saraphin: *smiles* not just that one....
Lytha: {smiles} And I hope the others were better..
Saraphin: hmm...
T.A. Grimbergen: i've gotta go now...fun chatting with you all
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] hehe. So the Acrodania they're talking about ended up marrying a Paladin, Knight of the Realm, Captain of the Guard.
Saraphin: bye
T.A. Grimbergen: see you all next week
Lytha: Night TA!!!! Its been fun!
Philip Cruz'ado: See ya, TA
Saraphin: *giggles*
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] oh dear...too much gossip! hehe
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] Yeah. I had TOO many hats, with him. But fun.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] fun chatting iwth you, pb
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