Chapter 55
Onimph Hills
Kadarr : [Shout] As ye all recall ye just entered Onimph Hills and are headed up the mountain..... Since the East is Currently blocked off by cliffs
Lytha: TA!!!!!
T.A. Grimbergen: Hallo friends
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen! Thank the gods!
T.A. Grimbergen: Ack. sorry
Philip Cruz'ado: Hello, TA.
Lytha: Owy!!!
Aron P'rezli: easy friends
Maglor the Singer: Now what is all that?
Unknown Speaker: Which Sound?
Lytha: {shivers}
Maglor the Singer: Where is Mari?
Mari Erilo: I am here
T.A. Grimbergen: Sorry lytha
Aron P'rezli: there she is
Maglor the Singer: It is good that you are both here
Philip Cruz'ado: TA, do you know how to assemble healing kits?
Lytha: ooc - I know... goof...
Maglor the Singer: I've wanted to tell you both that you've done fine jobs scouting for the party
Mari Erilo: *looks at maglor and raises an eyebrow*
T.A. Grimbergen: ooc Phillip - i didn't know that was a skill -- i'll have to ask Kadarr!
Aron P'rezli: *looks suprised*
Maglor the Singer: You have saved us much trouble
Aron P'rezli: why... uhh... thank you Lord Maglor
Maglor the Singer: Let none say that Maglor will not praise those that deserve it!
Lytha: Buggy!
Aron P'rezli: *looks at Mari*
T.A. Grimbergen: True enough, Maglor
Mari Erilo: *looks back at aron with a blank face*
Lytha: {throws the bug at Silver Cream} Bite him.
Aron P'rezli: It is Mari that is keen of sense and who deserves the praise
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen, you are ever my right arm!
Philip Cruz'ado: Well, I've never been taught the trick of it, but I think these would be helpful in it. Want them?
Maglor the Singer: Well, shall we get on with this nasty business?
T.A. Grimbergen: Let's do
Lytha: {looks for another bug}
Aron P'rezli: *still looks shaken by all the drama* yes. as you wish. *looks at Mari*
Philip Cruz'ado: Come on, Lytha. Best not tarry.
T.A. Grimbergen: Day breaks indeed
Lytha: {Stares at Silver Cream}
Aron P'rezli: this is where the azar were?
T.A. Grimbergen: The fire dwarves?
Maglor the Singer: Ah, yes....we've seen them before
Philip Cruz'ado: Filthy slavers
Maglor the Singer: These hills are a wasteland
Aron P'rezli: i am as usual low on arrows, and don't have the materials to fashion more
T.A. Grimbergen: Another reason to hate them
Aron P'rezli: whoa
Lytha: LEAVE PHILIP ALONE!!!!
Maglor the Singer: They sure can take a lickin!
Mari Erilo: *Nods in thanks to sara*
Philip Cruz'ado: [Whisper] ?
Lytha: He wanted to hurt you.
T.A. Grimbergen: it is good we have you on our side, Lytha
Saraphin: *looks at the ground*]
Philip Cruz'ado: Some do.
Maglor the Singer: I have but 2 arrows
Aron P'rezli: and I am out
Lytha: He dropped a bottle.
Saraphin: *lightly runs her hand over her belly*
Philip Cruz'ado: TA, can you carry these? I'm afraid they'll get ruined.
Aron P'rezli: if I could find some wood for shafts, and some feathers....
Maglor the Singer: More likely we will find arrows among the slain
T.A. Grimbergen: I'll try my best, Phillip
Lytha: {yawns}
Aron P'rezli: aye, but the'yre never in the shape they should be for re-use
Maglor the Singer: True enough
Lytha: {sniffs the herbs she picked up}
Lytha: What is this? {holding out the herbs}
Aron P'rezli: i see none, and fired my two away
Mari Erilo: where do you run too?
T.A. Grimbergen: Thank you Lytha. PC Emote Wand : What would you like to do? Sit on the Floor. PC Emote: Any other actions?
Lytha: {smiles shyly}
Maglor the Singer: Well, let's press on
T.A. Grimbergen: [Cancel]
Mari Erilo: (whistles softly)
Aron P'rezli: should we be heding east then?
Aron P'rezli: *staggers*
T.A. Grimbergen: Darnkess
Maglor the Singer: hOW VERY STRANGE
T.A. Grimbergen: There is a shaman of theirs somewhere
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods*
Lytha: {Approaches Aron shyly}
T.A. Grimbergen: He cast a veil of darkness upon the hills
Aron P'rezli: ahhh maglor... thank you dear Lytha. Maglor...
Maglor the Singer: thankyou sara
Aron P'rezli: I've found these
Lytha: {yawns}
Philip Cruz'ado: Thank you, my Lady.
Maglor the Singer: did you keep some for yourself?
Lytha: {whines slightly} I'm tired.
Saraphin: *nods to Phillip but looks right through him*
Aron P'rezli: yes yes
Philip Cruz'ado: It seems they still do not care for Esirup's Lords.
Maglor the Singer: We are never long without foes to slay
Aron P'rezli: and found some more arrowheads in case we can find some wood and feathers suitable
Lytha: {curls up next to the rocks}
Maglor the Singer: They have little enough reason to love us
Mari Erilo: *watches behind them*
Aron P'rezli: *looks down* you ok down there?
Lytha: {jumps up with a start}
Maglor the Singer: We have slain them before
Lytha: {looks around wildly
Maglor the Singer: Shall we go on then?
T.A. Grimbergen: Though I did not know they possessed magic capabilities
Philip Cruz'ado: First I've met these sort.
Aron P'rezli: thanks for the arrowheads again Lytha
Maglor the Singer: They have grown no doubt, Grimbergen, just as we have
Lytha: {giggles and hides her face}
Mari Erilo: *kicks the corpse and picks up a chunk of meat, taking a bite from it*
Aron P'rezli: *grimaces*
T.A. Grimbergen: Mari, at least these dwarves cook themselves so it's not raw...
Lytha: {shivers slightly}
Philip Cruz'ado: Which way, m'Lady?
Maglor the Singer: Onward!
Mari Erilo: Not bad *in between bites* flame cooked!
Lytha: There!
Saraphin: *points absently*
Aron P'rezli: *laughs at TA's comments that lighten a strange situation for Aron*
Lytha: {Stares at Silver Cream}
Aron P'rezli: we had turned south straight up this hill...
Maglor the Singer: Onward, I say!
Mari Erilo: *keeps chewing on it* it needs sauce
Saraphin: *looks over at Maglor softly*
Lytha: {looks around, listless and so lonely looking
Aron P'rezli: shall we find a path east again? *looks away*
Maglor the Singer: Aye, if possible, though Sara says little enough
Mari Erilo: *moves forward still chewing on the dwarf meat* as you wish aron
Aron P'rezli: tis not up to my wishes
Mari Erilo: (whistles softly)
Maglor the Singer: Then let us go east
Mari Erilo: there is a goat man out here, be careful
Aron P'rezli: it appears we can do so now
Saraphin: *points listlessly the way the necklas tugs*
Aron P'rezli: *scansA*
Maglor the Singer: A goat man?
Lytha: Goat?
Aron P'rezli: goat?
Lytha: Bah... bah....
T.A. Grimbergen: Cute...
Mari Erilo: *nods* with a big axe
Aron P'rezli: the way east is not passable from what I see right now
Maglor the Singer: How do you know this?
Lytha: {looks confused} Why would billy have an axe?
Mari Erilo: because i watched him run past me
Saraphin: I saw
Aron P'rezli: *puzzled*
Philip Cruz'ado: As did I.
T.A. Grimbergen: This is not the billy from the farm
Maglor the Singer: Let us be wary then
T.A. Grimbergen: It is an evil bily
Lytha: This is not farm?
T.A. Grimbergen: No, that was at home in the town, remember?
Philip Cruz'ado: We don't know it's evil, TA
Mari Erilo: (whistles softly)
T.A. Grimbergen: True,,
Philip Cruz'ado: mage!
Aron P'rezli: What ARE these foul flaming creatures? ahh anoble hymn it has envigorated me!
Aron P'rezli: what is with these unnatural beings?
Lytha: {Stares at Silver Cream}
Maglor the Singer: Tough little bugger
Philip Cruz'ado: Mari? Are you all right?
T.A. Grimbergen: Many healing bandages...
Mari Erilo: *spits on the corpse* Cast at me you son of a drunken elfs *looks around and stops her self*
Lytha: Aron? {shyly}
T.A. Grimbergen: Erm...
Aron P'rezli: *raises an eye* you are most helpful
Lytha: {holds out the arrows to him}
Aron P'rezli: Lytha, you are the est
Saraphin: *looks up* Maglor?
Aron P'rezli: -b-
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed
Philip Cruz'ado: Thank you, m'Lady. For helping Mari.
Saraphin: *smiles softly*
Lytha: {smiles shyly, and ducks behind the tree}
Maglor the Singer: We'll probably have need of those soon enough
Aron P'rezli: *smiles* think I'll use these meself
Saraphin: I do my best sir
Philip Cruz'ado: Thank you too, Lytha. You are doing very well.
Maglor the Singer: we all do. Well, then....shall we be on our way
Aron P'rezli: as you wish
Lytha: {looks her over, then gently touches where she got hit} Nope OK?
Aron P'rezli: East is impassable... we must continue south for a spell
Mari Erilo: *shakes slightly looking away from lytha*
Aron P'rezli: *scans*
Lytha: Nope cold? I can fix!!!
Aron P'rezli: *winks*
Lytha: There!!! Not cold no more.
Philip Cruz'ado: *chuckles softly*
Mari Erilo: *jumps as she casts on her*
Lytha: {giggles}
Mari Erilo: DO NOT... *bites her tongue*
Lytha: Sparklies!
Aron P'rezli: *scans* shhhh. touches bark. tis good to be outdoors eh Mari?
Mari Erilo: yes
Lytha: {Yawns}
Aron P'rezli: travelling is a wonderous thing. *scans*
Lytha: What is a travelling?
Philip Cruz'ado: A-travelling is what we're doing, Lytha. Going to another place
Aron P'rezli: *looks down
Lytha: Water? {sniff sniff}
Mari Erilo: *wrings out her robes*
Aron P'rezli: *poors boots out*
Kadarr : [Shout] DM: ALL but Sara and Philip here the scream of a woman comming from the south
Maglor the Singer: A fine idea!
Aron P'rezli: *!*
Mari Erilo: did you hear that?
Maglor the Singer: What was THAT?
Lytha: Some one break?
T.A. Grimbergen: What is that
Dodger : [Shout] and now east
Philip Cruz'ado: What?
Aron P'rezli: i heard it? but where?
Lytha: Look! SOmeone climb tree.
Maglor the Singer: What in the name of
T.A. Grimbergen: What the
Kadarr : [Shout] DM: she screams and screams in pain from the ties that bind her
Maglor the Singer: Cur her down!
Aron P'rezli: by the hells?
Mari Erilo: *wonders if she can eat her*
Aron P'rezli: *looks around to see if they are being watched*
Unknown Speaker: Which Sound?
Philip Cruz'ado: *examines he bindings*
Unknown Speaker: Screaming Woman 3
Maglor the Singer: Cut her down!
Saraphin: *casts heal on her*
T.A. Grimbergen: *cast healing on her*
Mari Erilo: I own not a blade maglor *shrugs*
T.A. Grimbergen: *climbs up to cut rop*
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen, save her!
Kadarr : [Shout] Your healing spells do not fase her as Lytha detect a bad magic...
Unknown Speaker: Which Sound? Screaming Woman 3
Lytha: Magic??? {Casts dispell on it.
T.A. Grimbergen: *climbs to cut bindings*
Philip Cruz'ado: TA? I'll cut her down, if you'll catch her.
Maglor the Singer: Yes....hurry
Kadarr : [Shout] DM: Pause... As TA climbe and cuts her loose
Lytha: Bye bye bad magic. Shame on you
T.A. Grimbergen: AHHH
Philip Cruz'ado: *reaches up to help take her weight*
Mari Erilo: *blinks*
Philip Cruz'ado: WHAT is this??
T.A. Grimbergen: We;ve been tricked
Aron P'rezli: arrggg
T.A. Grimbergen: What the...?
Aron P'rezli: ....uhh........ WHO ARE YOU. BAVCK. huh? oh my
Lytha: Bye bye bad magic.
Aron P'rezli: i am sorry
Maglor the Singer: Was it an illusion, then?
Philip Cruz'ado: *shivers*
Aron P'rezli: ii. i
T.A. Grimbergen: THe dark spells have possessed us all at one time, friend
Aron P'rezli: i have made a mistake and fired upon my own friends
Lytha: {chews her lip} Philip upset?
Maglor the Singer: I hope never to see that creature again
Philip Cruz'ado: I'm fine, Lytha.
Aron P'rezli: I should not let things affect me so
Lytha: {smiles shyly}
Mari Erilo: *sighs and wrings her robes out again*
Lytha: {flops down in the dirt, getting covered with her wet clothes}
T.A. Grimbergen: Mari! There are men here *averts eyes*
Mari Erilo: I shall never dry
Aron P'rezli: *glances at Mari and shyly looks away*
Maglor the Singer: I like your immodesty, Mari
Mari Erilo: *looks at TA confused* so?
Maglor the Singer: 'Tis good when others realize that, basically, we all have the same equipment
Philip Cruz'ado: *looks down at himself* This will have to be dried soon.
T.A. Grimbergen: I only speak out of courtesy for our Golden Elf
Maglor the Singer: I'm of a like mind!
Lytha: zzzzz
Philip Cruz'ado: M'Lady, Maglor? Do we rest here?
Maglor the Singer: Do you need rest, Philip?
Saraphin: *looks at Maglor for a moment*
Aron P'rezli: ela laira wanyalan aaan
Lytha: {Yawns and stands}
Saraphin: *thed stares off into space again*
Philip Cruz'ado: It would not hurt, but it would be better to dry the armor.
Lytha: {SCREECH}
Philip Cruz'ado: Lytha?
Maglor the Singer: wanyalan? amacc, aey'w irilela ane waoela anirilan anams....
Mari Erilo: *shrugs at TA not understanding, then slides inot the shadows*
Lytha: NO!!!!!
Philip Cruz'ado: Lytha!
Aron P'rezli: oh, i see we are ready?
Philip Cruz'ado: No one will hurt you, Lytha.
Lytha: Wild eyes, paniced and staring at Maglor}
Maglor the Singer: This is a fine mountain lake
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh...that again... *sigh*
Philip Cruz'ado: Lytha. Look at him.
Aron P'rezli: Lady Saraphin
Philip Cruz'ado: He *won't* break you.
Aron P'rezli: Please. Stay with us. *scansA*
Maglor the Singer: [Shout] ooc: All.....I just got an important phone call, be back in 5.....sorry!
T.A. Grimbergen: Shall we break camp?
Aron P'rezli: well
T.A. Grimbergen: PC Emote Wand : What would you like to do? [More Emotes]. [More Emotes] - What would you like to do? [Cancel]
Aron P'rezli: high ground is good, though it is a strange place indded in light of certain recent events here
T.A. Grimbergen: Aron, can you light a fire for me? I have some herbs to boil
Aron P'rezli: How is Lady Saraphin doing Lord Maglor, if I may be so bold to ask. yes of course TA
T.A. Grimbergen: Thank you, good sir. PC Emote Wand : What would you like to do? Sit on the Floor. PC Emote: Any other actions? [Cancel]
T.A. Grimbergen: *smells herbs and tries to remember the lessons*
Fire Pot to Boil Bandages: So thee are ready to make some healing kits?
T.A. Grimbergen: I do have some Healing Herbs, some purified water and healing bandages.
Fire Pot to Boil Bandages: So thee are ready to make some healing kits?
T.A. Grimbergen: I do have some Healing Herbs, some purified water and healing bandages.
Aron P'rezli: this fire will reveal our presence to all nearby, we must use it only as needed
Fire Pot to Boil Bandages: So thee are ready to make some healing kits?
T.A. Grimbergen: I do have some Healing Herbs, some purified water and healing bandages.
Aron P'rezli: perhaps the locals know enough to fear this place
Maglor the Singer: [Shout] ooc back
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye... I am done. THank you, Aron. I have assemelbed some healing bandages... do any of you require any?
Maglor the Singer: What a strange life we've had
T.A. Grimbergen: PC Emote Wand : What would you like to do?
Maglor the Singer: I could use a few, Grimbergen
T.A. Grimbergen: Sit on the Floor. PC Emote: Any other actions? [Cancel]
Aron P'rezli: I am in no need of any healing now, thank you though... perhaps the others might
Aron P'rezli: why do they stray?
Aron P'rezli: M'lady?
Saraphin: *looks up*
Maglor the Singer: I think I shall go for a swim
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