Chapter 49
Gates to the Unknown
Mountain Hawk : [Shout] screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech. screeeeeeech. screeeeech. screeeech
Aron P'rezli: WHO GOES THERE
T.A. Grimbergen: Hail Friends...
Mari Erilo: ::Stands flexing her knuckles::
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen! Thank the gods!
Aron P'rezli: you know this man?
Saraphin: *waves*
Mari Erilo: ::Watches maglor::
Maglor the Singer: I had feared I lost thee, too
Philip Cruz'ado: The wayward priest returns.
T.A. Grimbergen: I see we have some new companions...
Maglor the Singer: *embraces Grimbergen
Saraphin: Priest?
T.A. Grimbergen: A pleasure to you as well, Phillipe *smiles*
Saraphin: TA are you not a holy warrior? A paladin?
Aron P'rezli: sorry friend, I didn't know you were a companion of Maglor's
Mari Erilo: ::starts to stand down:: PRIEST
Maglor the Singer: And now I must rest
T.A. Grimbergen: Nay nay...paladin is Phillip. if any are here!
Philip Cruz'ado: *arches an eyebrow*
Saraphin: Mair!
Philip Cruz'ado: What is with Mari? And I am no paladin, Grimbergen. As I've told ye before.
T.A. Grimbergen: Master elf...I am TA Grimbergen...
Aron P'rezli: sa iltyeceva silvcem, e amilla elca anmaelv ane tymeananyan. Greetings
Maglor the Singer: le iltyeceva laawaw, omealw
Aron P'rezli: I am Aron P'rezli
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah, true modesty and humility, well, I'll refrain from honoring you with that title, Phillip
Aron P'rezli: Warden and Ranger of hte Golden Forest
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah... the Golden Forest!
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods to T.A.*
Aron P'rezli: Marksmand and Arcane Archer of the High Elves
T.A. Grimbergen: I always thought... the Rangers were a muth. (myth)
Aron P'rezli: oh no friend
T.A. Grimbergen: Well, then it truly is an honor!
Aron P'rezli: I have come from the Golden Forest to the Authorities of the City of Esirup
Maglor the Singer: It seems your fate to ever be in the company of elves, eh, Grimbergen? Grimbergen is the other lord of Esirup, Aron.
T.A. Grimbergen: So it is, Maglor...*looks down, suddenly lost in thought*
Maglor the Singer: What troubles thee, brother?
T.A. Grimbergen: THe...elves... as you said.
Saraphin: *looks at Maglor warily*
Maglor the Singer: Ah, yes.
T.A. Grimbergen: And...who is this fair elven lady?
Maglor the Singer: We have known many vailant elves.
T.A. Grimbergen: ooc oops. wrong one
Saraphin: me?
Maglor the Singer: Sara? You are beautiful
Saraphin: I am the only female elf here
T.A. Grimbergen: oooc sorry Sara...didn't recognize your new dress. ooc oh..hehe
Saraphin: Like what I did with my hair?
Maglor the Singer: Where is doughty Cruzado? Ah, here he is
Aron P'rezli: it is good we have met , but Maglor should rest
Maglor the Singer: I have rested.
Saraphin: I have yet to...
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* And I should see what I said to frighten Mari.
Saraphin: *smiles*
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye. Aron, how did you find us so far from Esirup?
Maglor the Singer: We should press on......Grimbergen, it is thee that must determine our path
Philip Cruz'ado: Mari?
Mari Erilo: yes?
Saraphin: do we rest or not? I mean in and out of the armor
Philip Cruz'ado: Did I say something to give offense?
Saraphin: it is a pain
Maglor the Singer: Rest, then, Sara.
Aron P'rezli: I have travelled long and far, scouting as I go. Actually, I came upon Philip, Saraphin and Maglor completely by accident.
Saraphin: I am not tired...
Aron P'rezli: I was tracking some trolls to the east of here
T.A. Grimbergen: Your hair is most beautiful... men of all the world would envy Maglor.
Saraphin: Laean ameanir sa il sesalan?
Mari Erilo: ::Blinks:: Offensive.. No ::Shakes her head:: But.. A prie.......
Saraphin: *glowers at TA*
Mari Erilo: I am not worthy ::Looks away sadly::
Philip Cruz'ado: You don't like T.A.?
T.A. Grimbergen: *huge grin*
Aron P'rezli: and fell to their claws... when Saraphin scooped me up in a flash of light... and gave me the strength to smite my attackers
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah trolls...we once traveled with a dwarf lord who reveled in the trollslaying
Philip Cruz'ado: Not worthy? Of what?
Mari Erilo: To be in the presence of such ::Shrugs::
Aron P'rezli: it was then I learned I had found one of the Lords of Esirup
Maglor the Singer: amirilan ela ean, welavylaanla aniraa ilfeyan sa
Aron P'rezli: and now the other
Philip Cruz'ado: If a simple guardsman like I can be worthy, why not you?
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed... her beauty and her piety are both to be revered
Aron P'rezli: Fate is truly watching over us and smiling
Saraphin: Welavylaanla sa? E ils lean layma. Aey lanyilma sa
Maglor the Singer: E lanyilma salaaco
Aron P'rezli: but I could go on and on, time is not so precious to the elven as it is to others... we really should stay focused
Saraphin: Amira wew aey cailela sa?
Mari Erilo: I have not the blessing to travel such a path.. ::Looks down:: I am mearly skilled in using these ::Shows fists:
Maglor the Singer: Cailela aniraa? Amire nyill laila? E ils silw, aey nleam.
T.A. Grimbergen: I do hope so...lady fate has been terrible to us as of late...many of the lords of esirup have fallen
Aron P'rezli: I have been sent to see that does not continue
Saraphin: Ilnyanyilcca, Le, E wew lean
Philip Cruz'ado: No shame in that, lass. My skills are very similar.
Aron P'rezli: I should rest whilst I can
Saraphin: Lae aeym elanmalaan el sa ela sama silwlalala?
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye. It is a good sign to have a renowned ranger of the golden forest with us.
Saraphin: *nods*
Mari Erilo: ::Watches T.A. Nervously::
Maglor the Singer: tycaillaa.....wel'an illan sa hyalaaneella anirilan e nyilllean illlaamam
Aron P'rezli: eir laemma, a'nyylaa sa
Mari Erilo: Perhaps I should turn around and go back ::Looks behind her:: Surely I am not needed here
Saraphin: *looks down*
Maglor the Singer: anira fewa ela il anirelv eo waceviran
Saraphin: What are we so anxious to find? Why do we rush about in this random direction?
Maglor the Singer: You cannot know how the quest drives us. Grimbergen and I are the only ones left from that cursed band that washed up on the shores of Jackelpine so long ago
Aron P'rezli: greetings
Mari Erilo: Yes?
Aron P'rezli: am i interrupting?
Philip Cruz'ado: Hello, Aron. We ready?
Aron P'rezli: well, I think we are safe enough here for the moment, haven't heard any screeching or anything
T.A. Grimbergen: Sit on the Floor. PC Emote: Any other actions? [More Emotes]. [More Emotes]<> - What would you like to do? Sit on the Floor and Drink (if you are already sitting, you continue to sit) PC Emote: Any other actions?
Saraphin: E ils layma aey amelair ane fa el anirama nyestyilla leam laeancc, illw lean eymla *looking around*
Aron P'rezli: so it is up to the Lords of Esirup now
Mari Erilo: ::Nods::
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* True.
Maglor the Singer: E wew lean laila anirilan
T.A. Grimbergen: [Cancel]
Aron P'rezli: is there a problem?
T.A. Grimbergen: PC Emote Wand : What would you like to do?
Saraphin: Fyan aey sylaan cilsalan oem aniras, aey laaas lae lailw ane fa amirama aey ilma leam
Philip Cruz'ado: I don't think so, Aron.
Saraphin: E sylaan fa il tyeem lairilweam eo Facelwmil
Maglor the Singer: E irilela celaan silla anirilan E ceelaw
Philip Cruz'ado: Let the lass a moment to think?
Aron P'rezli: of course, beg your pardon m'lady
Maglor the Singer: Fyan eo ean ela tymilelaa aey laaan, aniral E nyilcc aey quaamac.....oem il quaamac aey ilma
T.A. Grimbergen: Phillip...who is this other lady?
Aron P'rezli: heh, excuse em
Philip Cruz'ado: Hello again, my friend.
Saraphin: Le, ean ela lean tymilelaa
T.A. Grimbergen: She seems a bit...shy
Philip Cruz'ado: She is Mari. Formerly a guard in the Enclave. She was helping us find *you*
Saraphin: E quylaan nyilllean laaa aey mailcca nyilmelv oem sa
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh... *turns red...ashamed*
Saraphin: E ils ilomilew ane ceela
T.A. Grimbergen: So ... is that why she is now leaving?
Maglor the Singer: nyill aey fcilsa sa? Ilcc anirelaa E nyilmaw oem irilela weaw
Philip Cruz'ado: I think she'll stay a while yet.
Maglor the Singer: lae, E ils ilomilew anee
T.A. Grimbergen: Very good. We need all the manpower we can get.
Aron P'rezli: are we to travel by night, or stay and camp another day, do you think?
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] 'tis her first time on her own.
Saraphin: Aey lailew aey ameycw laanmila, aey amecc oilcc oem Silme leam anirilan laira ela irama
Maglor the Singer: anirilan amesill weala lean elanamalaan sa.....laira ela anee mevew
Mari Erilo: ::Listens closely, saying nothing::
Philip Cruz'ado: *shrugs* Whichever the Lords will.
T.A. Grimbergen: 'tis a good question, Aron... what is preferable to you?
Maglor the Singer: Now, let us be off
Saraphin: Silvcem, E ils lanyilmaw. off course. *looks away*
Maglor the Singer: There is nothing but to go on. Are all rested?
Saraphin: *looks upward*
T.A. Grimbergen: Something in the air?
Philip Cruz'ado: Say the word, Maglor.
Aron P'rezli: prefereable... hmmm
Maglor the Singer: Let us go then!
Philip Cruz'ado: Mari? Coming?
Mari Erilo: where
Aron P'rezli: I can help, but my direction has been found in fate leading me to Maglor and yourself... now I am here to help the cause of Esirup
Maglor the Singer: You may as well come with us Mari
Philip Cruz'ado: The jungle, I guess. Grimbergen?
Mari Erilo: ::shakes as ta aproaches::
T.A. Grimbergen: Lady Mari -- I'm glad to year you assisted my friends while I was...waylaid.
Aron P'rezli: and as a ranger of the forest, I have no preference honestly... tis good to be among the living things is all I can say
Mari Erilo: ::nods:: thank... thank... thank you
T.A. Grimbergen: I do hope you would stay with us a bit longer...
Mari Erilo: I would like that
Aron P'rezli: well, shall we travel by night then?
T.A. Grimbergen: Excellent!
Aron P'rezli: or make camp til morning?
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