Bits and Pieces
Feastday, day 13 of the month Jastatos
through
Day of the Huntress, day 19 of the month Jastatos
in the year 5101

***TECHNICAL NOTE***
This log is actually the combination of many little bits of logs from various players. It should be noted, therefore, that in this log the "you" references refer to various parties, as noted in the initital reference.
***END NOTE***

Feastday, day 13 of the month Jastatos in the year 5101...

This log is from the viewpoint of Haxley and the "you" references, therefore, are in connection to said character.

A rather raspy voice whispers, "I can arrange a special occurence visit just for you Lord Coward."


Tilamaires, day 16 of the month Jastatos in the year 5101...

This log is from the viewpoint of Elendr and the "you" references, therefore, are in connection to said character.

A slight chill passes through your body, accompanied by the faint odor of a feminine perfume. You shiver involuntarily and feel your eyes start to glaze over. The feeling disappears almost as quickly as it came on.


Leyan, day 17 of the month Jastatos in the year 5101...

This log is from the viewpoint of Vonka and the "you" references, therefore, are in connection to said character.

You hear a silent chuckle within yourself. You feel a bit queasy

A voice whispers, "No worry dear, time is running short. They shall all be ours soon enough."

You feel bile rise up in your throat.


Leyan, day 17 of the month Jastatos in the year 5101...

This log is from the viewpoint of Iscikella and the "you" references, therefore, are in connection to said character.

Junis shows you a chiseled black willow staff, which he is holding in his left hand. The long piece of wood has been intricately carved to form the body of two serpents. The detailed carving begins at the bottom of the staff where the tails blend together forming one. As they move up the staff their coiled bodies entwine around each other. At the top of the staff a veniom hand dyed a deep crimson appears to hold the serpent heads as they pull through the top of the wooden staff. The black willow wood has been sanded and lightened and then dyed a deep purple.

A deep chill crawls up your spine, caressing your skin with its coldness.


Niiman, day 18 of the month Jastatos in the year 5101...

This log is from the viewpoint of Iscikella and the "you" references, therefore, are in connection to said character.

[Thurfel's Keep]
Leaning up against one of the walls is a long slender plank. The wood is cracked from top to bottom and it doesn't look particularly sturdy. Near this makeshift ladder, one of the roundish stones used in the wall has been scrawled on with some crude graffiti. It's difficult to make out, but it looks as if it might be a picture or drawing of some sort. You also see a wall guardian.
Obvious exits: south, west.

You say, "I know what ye can do, my lord."

You bite your lip.

You say, "Yer sheer power."

You say, "And though I also know ye were and are the stronger of the Ten, yet are ye yet living and the Nine now dead. And thus beyond the pull of mortal fears such as death."

You say, "And as well they likely have Luukos on this side, and surely have Amasalen."

(Iscikella shudders fitfully.)

You stare at your red crystal rose.

You tilt your red crystal rose side to side, making the light play off it.

You say, "But ye have the advantages of life, my lord, for their are yet advantages of life over undeath."

You say, "Ye can feel emotions."

You say, "Ye can be one with the heart."

You smile quietly to yourself.

Surely there are more interesting things to kiss than the rose!

You say, "That is a very big advantage."

You say, "It is something undead liches will never understand."

You say, "And thus, ungrasping of the intricacies, it will confound them."

(Iscikella nods knowingly.)

You say, "Mark my words, m'lord, and play upon this."

You say, "Bewilder them with yer very mortality."

Something rustles behind the long slender plank, then silence.

You blink.

You ask, "Is someone there?"

look behind plank
There is nothing behind there.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You put a fiery red crystal rose in your red keepsake pouch.
Pulling on the drawstrings tightly, you close your red keepsake pouch, and secure what is stored inside.
You put a flame red keepsake pouch in your lilac samite bodice.

You move to a kneeling position.

(Iscikella looks behind the plank carefully.)

You ask, "Anyone there?"

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You say, "Rustling shadows..."

You glance at a long slender plank.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You stare at a long slender plank.

look under plank
There is nothing under there.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You say, "If someone... or something..."

You glance at a long slender plank.

You say, "...was there..."

You ask, "How could it get away so fast?"

(Iscikella runs a hand through her hair.)

You shiver.

(Iscikella sits back on her ankles.)

You sit up.

You bite your lip.

(Iscikella nibbles at her fingernail as she glances at the plank.)

You mutter something about something-there...

You mutter something about or-was...

You say, "All these rustlings in the shadows..."

(Iscikella continues to nibble fitfully at one fingernail.)

The long slender plank vibrates for a second as if something that was quickly leaving knocked into it.

You blink.

You stand back up.

You stare at a long slender plank.

You place a hand over your heart.

You say, "Now, don't start racing heart..."

You say, "I don't need to faint or anything in here."

(Iscikella glances all about the small room carefully.)

You say, "Bit dark, but..."

You say, "Nothing seems out-of-place."

(Iscikella runs a hand through her hair.)

You glance at a long slender plank.

You say, "Must be invisible, or well hidden..."

You say, "Or... a spirit."

You shiver.

You cock your head and examine the long slender plank.

You ask, "But dark spirit? Or light spirit?"

You shiver.

A giant rat scampers south.

You blink.

You say, "A rat."

You say, "I've never seen in here."

You remove a deep violet vultite falchion from in your tooled-leather harness.
You remove a gleaming eonake tower shield from in your tooled-leather harness.

[Thurfel's Keep]
Most of the floor tiles of this passage are warped, and from their gnarled shape it appears that they have melted. A few discolored splotches that stain what's left of the remaining floor suggest that something rather nasty was spilled onto the tile, perhaps some odd potion or concoction.
Obvious exits: north, south.

search
You don't find anything of interest here.

[Thurfel's Keep]
A stack of rotting crates piled in one corner appears to be an unsafe method of gaining the upper level. The wood is pitted and moldy, numerous splinters and cracks marring the surface of the wood.
Obvious exits: north, west.

search
You don't find anything of interest here.

look under crate
There is nothing under there.

A giant rat scampers in!

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You blink.

You glance at a giant rat.

A giant rat drools with ravenous hunger!

You say, "Allright..."

You place a hand over your heart.

You say, "Just a rat..."

You shudder.

You say, "I hope..."

describe rat
I could not find what you were referring to.

You ask, "Where did it go?"

look under crate
There is nothing under there.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.


Day of the Huntress, day 19 of the month Jastatos in the year 5101...

This log is from the viewpoint of Blizzerdd and the "you" references, therefore, are in connection to said character.

Glowing Zircon Gem Shop]
Zirconia the Jeweller sits with her feet up on a short steel counter as she sorts through a small chest full of gems. Occasionally digging into a bulging money bag to toss coins at gem sellers, she whistles happily to herself as she works. You also see a small alcove.
Obvious exits: out.
Zermon followed.

A sudden fierce gust of wind howls through the area!

You are buffeted by the wind and knocked to the ground!



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