Little Secrets...
Volnes, day 15 of the month Lormesta in the year 5101

[Thurfel's Island]
A quiet inlet of water intrudes upon this portion of the island, a large sandbar just offshore sheltering the lagoon from the rough offshore waves. Giant crystal stakes topped with sapphire blue globes have been pounded into the sand, perfectly equidistant from each other. You also see the Rhydell disk.
Also in the room: Lord Iansen, Atoyoz, Lord Thurfel, Lord Sabitor, Rhydell who is seated, the body of Lemvin who is lying down
Obvious exits: northeast, northwest, southeast, southwest.

You curtsy to Thurfel.

Thurfel bows to you.

You ask, "What happened here?"

Thurfel says, "good day to you milady"

You blink at Lemvin.

Thurfel says, "he tripped and fell"

You say, "Good day, Lord Thurfel."

You say, "Ah, I see."

Iansen says, "Must've fallen quite hard..."

Iansen stares off into space.

Sabitor snickers.

Thurfel grins.

Thurfel nods to Iansen.

Thurfel says, "how have ye been milady, I have missed your company"

Iansen says, "And landed on his falchion."

Thurfel says, "that would hurt"

Thurfel nods.

Sabitor glances at Iansen.

Sabitor shakes his head.

Thurfel looks over at Lemvin and shakes his head.

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Iansen says, "Doesn't look like he felt a thing."

Sabitor asks, "Are you not going to get up?"

Sabitor pokes Lemvin to see if he will move.

You say, "I have been well, m'lord."

You ask, "And ye?"

Iscikella smiles softly.

Thurfel says, "quite well, my experiments on the Grahnkes are progressing quite well"

You blink.

Sabitor blinks.

Iansen asks, "You're making more of them?"

You ask, "Making more of those?"

Sabitor says, "I thought there was only one."

Thurfel says, "the first was a failure"

Thurfel says, "I don't often make a mistake twice"

You say, "I see."

Verphyron asks, "anyone dragging lemvin to the other side of the stones?"

Thurfel says, "clearly the keep guard are not up to the task"

You say, "Hmmmm..."

Verphyron says, "that's the fog point"

Sabitor says, "Let's hope the second is more ... obediant."

Lord Rills just arrived.

Iansen says, "Oh, I figure they're up to the task... just not enough left, I think."

You glance at Rills.

Thurfel says, "folks still roam my keep like ants at a picnic"

Thurfel says, "if I can't hire better guards"

Achillea just arrived.

Thurfel says, "I'll simply build them"

Sabitor smirks.

You say, "Well, something to be said for making yer own."

You say, "I suppose."

You blink.

Sabitor sighs.

Achillea says, "greetings Iscikella"

You nod to Achillea.

Achillea curtsies to Thurfel.

Rills mutters under his breath.

Thurfel says, "if I can get them to pay attention to their orders this time"

You say, "Lord Thurfel, this is Achillea."

Thurfel bows to Achillea.

Achillea curtsies to Thurfel.

You point at Achillea.

Thurfel says, "nice to you meet you"

Lord Blizzerdd just arrived.

Achillea says, "I have wished to meet you sir"

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Rills says, "We do the best we can with what we have to work with."

You ask, "I take it this guard did not pass muster, Castellan?"

You glance at Rills.

Iansen nods to Rills.

Rills exclaims, "Look at Witlass and say I don't do well!"

Thurfel exclaims, "Rills!"

Iansen says, "Need more than you have, I think."

Rills bows to Thurfel.

Thurfel exclaims, "They still wander the keep with no more annoyance than a chambermaid!"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I do have something I wish to give ye m'lord, whenever is convenient."

Thurfel asks, "Can't you possible whip those guards into shape?"

Thurfel nods to you.

Rills says, "We need to do something about Lorminstra's interferring."

Rills says, "I can only kill them so many times."

(Iansen shudders at hearing the word whip.)

Sabitor smirks.

Thurfel says, "well, I am hardly that powerful"

You blink at Rills.

Rills asks, "You think someone like Luukos could help?"

Thurfel says, "and I believe Amasalen rather enjoys the deaths"

Atoyoz rubs Lemvin gently.

Achillea raises an eyebrow in Rills's direction.

You glance at Rills.

You glance at Thurfel.

Achillea places her hand on her Luukos symbol.

Sabitor glances at you.

Sabitor smirks.

Thurfel asks, "do you think I care one whit about your concerns Achillea?"

(Iscikella pulls her cloak closer about her.)

Iansen smirks.

Rills asks, "Can you ask Luukos to step in and deal with Lorminstra for us Achillea?"

Achillea says, "no sir, you have never met me before, I expect you not to care"

Achillea chuckles.

Rills says, "I care. If they stayed dead I wouldn't have so many problems."

Thurfel says, "I certainly wouldn't burden you with my concerns"

Thurfel says, "tis true Rills"

Achillea says, "I surely wish I had such power but, I am still young in serving my master"

Iansen asks, "Have you tried burying them?"

Iansen peers quizzically at Rills.

(Blizzerdd scratches his left nostril with his right thumb)

Thurfel says, "but if your sentries were a bit more adept and better trained.."

Rills says, "Get better."

You ask, "But then ye also would have a good many less soldiers, wouldn't ye, Castellan?"

Thurfel says, "perhaps they would stick to hunting for rats or such"

Rills says, "ooooh, there is a good idea master."

Rills says, "lets bury them"

Sabitor says, "Well, your at least your guards' weapon disarming skills have succeeded in greatly annoying some."

Iansen nods to Rills.

Rills says, "I'll even bury them alive for laughs."

Thurfel says, "would be more annoying if they'd keep the weapons"

You say, "Ye seem quite... out of sorts today, m'lord."

Iansen says, "Will take a bit of work at the beginning, but eventually, they'll stay in their holes."

Sabitor smirks.

Sabitor says, "They do, sometimes."

Iansen frowns.

Rills says, "Maybe you can delve into your books on elemental earth magic."

You blink at Rills.

Thurfel whispers, "Nay milady, but when you friend begins to question me about gods and such, its a bit much"

Rills exclaims, "Find one to open up a massive crevice under their feet!"

Rills exclaims, "then snap it shut with a squish!"

Iansen says, "Then he'd probably swallow the keep with it."

Thurfel asks, "and if the water cascading in and sunk the island?"

Rills says, "oh, good point"

Achillea says, "Thurfel, sir; no, I would not expect you to worry what lowly me is concerned with, however I hope you have more respect to Luukos"

Rills says, "Thats why I'm the warrior and he's the mage."

Sabitor says, "This body is still here."

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Sabitor sighs.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Am sorry, m'lord, but again she is not my friend. She but wished to meet ye is all I know. I know little of her."

Thurfel says, "I have no respect for any god"

Thurfel asks, "what have they done for us?"

Iansen asks, "Not paid to think about the heavy things, eh?"

Iansen winks at Rills.

Rills says, "We despise Lorminstra."

Sabitor says, "I will return in a moment, after I drag this corpse away."

Sabitor scowls.

You ask, "Someone was caught delving into books?"

Thurfel nods to Sabitor.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Achillea says, "as do I sir"

Sabitor grabs Lemvin's body and drags it southwest with him.

Achillea nods to Rills.

Rills exclaims, "Bury it!"

Rills says, "don't drag it"

You say, "That would be serious."

You say, "Since books are so precious."

Iansen says, "Need a shovel..."

You nod.

Iansen frowns.

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Thurfel says, "if the god's wish to speak to me, they know where to find me"

Rills says, "corpses are meant to be buried"

Thurfel nods to Rills.

Thurfel says, "or eaten"

Rills says, "Witlass might eat a few."

Lord Sabitor just arrived.

Sabitor coughs.

Thurfel laughs!

You blink at Thurfel.

Iansen says, "Only ha... err, dead animals."

Iansen nods.

Thurfel says, "that he might"

Achillea frowns.

Thurfel says, "if he could remember how to eat"

Rills says, "just start calling the corpses candy"

Thurfel chuckles.

You blink at Rills.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Achillea asks, "Thurfel, sir, were you not once a member of the Council of Ten?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

You ask, "That would be rather... cruel, wouldn't it?"

Thurfel nods to Achillea.

You blink at Rills.

Iansen says, "He'd believe it."

Iansen nods to you.

Achillea asks, "did not that Council serve Luukos?"

Thurfel asks, "why must life be a continous circle, sort of defeats the purpose of balance doesn't it?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

You mutter something about sugarcoated-corpses...

You shudder.

Rills chuckles.

Sabitor smirks.

Thurfel says, "who the council served, and who serves me are not one and the same"

You say, "So ye have said, m'lord."

You nod to Thurfel.

You say, "I hope is so."

Thurfel says, "if folks wish to align themselves with this god or that god..."

Thurfel says, "tis fine with me"

Thurfel says, "however..."

Achillea asks, "I understand sir, but did you not once serve Luukos?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "if they truly decide one day they wish to worry about our petty lives..."

Rills says, "When the gods align with Lord Thurfel the universe will be right and balanced."

Thurfel says, "there will be little we will have to say in it"

Thurfel says, "a good sentiment Rills"

Iansen chuckles.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Need a moment to... uh... prepare something. I will be right back."

Achillea gazes heavenward.

You concentrate on the Major Sanctuary spell...
You gesture.
A brilliant light bathes you as your surroundings blur for a moment...

[Sanctuary]
A grey, swirling mist surrounds you, its tendrils creeping around your feet and twisting into a thick, translucent mass that vaguely forms a curved wall around the chamber. A feeling of calmness and protection passes over you as you sense that nothing harmful may pass the swirling walls.
Obvious exits: out.

You remove a small golden box from in your gold mesh satchel.

You remove an amber serpent earcuff from in your golden box.

You put a small golden box in your spidersilk greatcloak.

You remove a pale gold gift box from in your gold mesh satchel.

You put an amber serpent earcuff in your gold gift box.

You put a pale gold gift box in your gold mesh satchel.

A bright light surrounds you and your visions of sanctuary slowly fade...

[Thurfel's Island]
A quiet inlet of water intrudes upon this portion of the island, a large sandbar just offshore sheltering the lagoon from the rough offshore waves. Giant crystal stakes topped with sapphire blue globes have been pounded into the sand, perfectly equidistant from each other.
Also in the room: Lord Sabitor, Lord Deevian, Achillea, Castellan Rills, Angelcry, Davlos, Verphyron who is seated, Lord Iansen, Lord Thurfel
Obvious exits: northeast, northwest, southeast, southwest.

You smile at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "saves on the arguing"

Thurfel nods to Rills.

Thurfel smiles at you.

Achillea says, "What I am trying to gather now sir, is where your loyalties lie now"

Rills says, "RIght, just tell us how to serve is the best way to get anything done."

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "the more important question would be where do your loyalties lie"

Rills says, "Loyalty to Thurfel is all there is to it."

Thurfel says, "my only loyalties are to my staff and Icemule"

Sabitor grins at Rills.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "As I said, m'lord, have something wish to give ye. I would prefer to give privately, but will give in company if ye prefer it so."

Iansen taps the tip of his ruby crystal staff on the ground.

Achillea says, "mine? I serve Luukos only sir, and any who would further his gain would be an ally"

You say, "Loyalties are always important."

Thurfel whispers, "you know how incredibly difficult it is to find a spare moment milady"

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

You nod to Thurfel.

Sabitor says, "Not always, Iscikella."

Sabitor smirks.

Thurfel says, "your husband is loyal to you milady, although in a very warped way I must say"

Deevian grins at Thurfel.

Achillea asks, "so do you think yourself now above the Arkati, Master Thurfel?"

Rills asks, "Why follow Luukos?"

Iansen whispers, "A loyalty to a town whose people he has killed repeatedly."

Rills says, "how misguided"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

You remove a pale gold gift box from in your gold mesh satchel.

Rills says, "He wont do anything for you."

Thurfel asks, "above the Arkati?"

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "I do not think myself above Unicorns or Pegasis. I just concern myself not with any of them"

Achillea frowns.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I am a bit... flustered, m'lord, but please let me know if ye will accept a gift in return for that ye gave me."

Sabitor glances at you.

Thurfel whispers, "I would be honored"

You smile at Thurfel.

You offer your gold gift box to Thurfel, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Thurfel says, "seems silly to run around worrying about that which you have no power over"

Iansen leans on his staff.

Iansen gazes heavenward.

You say, "In gratitude for the rose, m'lord."

Thurfel slings a small coral shield over his shoulder.

Thurfel has accepted your offer and is now holding a pale gold gift box.

Rills says, "Witlass knows better, but mostly out of ignorance."

Thurfel says, "tis a very lovely box"

Achillea says, "well, it is my belief that one who once was pledged to my master shall always remain so"

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Iansen says, "An old saying... Ignorance is Bliss."

Iansen nods to Rills.

Rills says, "Our condolences Achillea."

You say, "Gift is within, however, m'lord."

You chuckle.

Rills says, "But it is your choice."

Rills says, "why aren't more people blissful"

Thurfel says, "seems to be a trick box"

Achillea says, "thus I hope your heart remains loyal to my lord. for your own sake"

Thurfel grins.

Iansen says, "And if what you don't know can't hurt you, you have an immortal on your side."

Iansen nods to Rills.

You chuckle at Thurfel.

Achillea says, "He does not deal kindly with traitors"

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "he knows where to find me"

Thurfel grins.

Rills exclaims, "halfberry pie!"

Rills smacks his lips.

Sabitor blinks.

Thurfel says, "I don't believe Luukos has any trouble with my loyalties"

Iansen cackles!

Achillea says, "yes, he does"

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Perhaps I didn't close it properly. Let me see one moment."

Sabitor rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Iansen asks, "Have you heard anything more about the one called Fullberry?"

Thurfel offers you a pale gold gift box. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You accept Thurfel's offer and are now holding a pale gold gift box.

You see a pale gold gift box. Its exterior is decorated with bright colorful paper and several fine long strands of satin ribbons dangle across the gold gift box, awaiting final assembly.

Achillea says, "well if he doesn't, then I would regard you an ally as well"

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Iansen says, "He said he would return to finish his deed."

Iansen shrugs.

You close the gold gift box and seal it in preparation for its recipient.

You chuckle.

Thurfel says, "you be sure to come see me after you next chat with Luukos"

You see a pale gold gift box, wrapped in bright colorful paper and bound several times over with fine long strands of satin ribbons.

Rills says, "dead an buried"

Thurfel says, "although..."

You offer your gold gift box to Thurfel, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

You say, "So sorry."

Iansen asks, "Oh really?"

Thurfel has accepted your offer and is now holding a pale gold gift box.

Rills says, "Luukos don't care about them."

Iansen says, "A pity... I liked his blade."

Thurfel put a pearlescent abalone sceptre in his crabshell pouch.

Thurfel tears greedily into the gold gift box, trying to reach the contents. Ribbons and paper go flying everywhere. Thurfel smiles contentedly, admiring his present.

Thurfel says, "ah"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I told ye I was flustered, m'lord. Do forgive."

Thurfel says, "tis a very befitting gift"

You smile.

Rills says, "Very nice."

Thurfel says, "I believe your friend would appreciate it"

You curtsy to Thurfel.

Thurfel shows Achillea his serpent earcuff.

Thurfel shows Rills his serpent earcuff.

Thurfel attaches an amber serpent earcuff to his earlobe.

***SPECIAL NOTE***
The description on this earcuff was quite special, something I had made with Thurfel particularly in mind. But unfortunately I lost the capture of it I had saved. I will, however, paraphrase as best I can.
Jagged red coral has been inset into the tiny eyes of the amber serpent earcuff, the sea stones gazing out in a never-ending stare. The body of the serpent is partially uncoiled, as if ready to strike, the mouth opened to reveal small sharp ivory teeth within its gaping maw.
***END NOTE***

Thurfel removes a pearlescent abalone sceptre from in his crabshell pouch.

Achillea says, "a nice gift indeed"

Thurfel just kissed you on the hand.

You say, "I hope ye like it, m'lord."

Rills says, "They should bring you more gifts after making you put up with all the riff raff on your island."

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Thurfel says, "I do indeed"

Thurfel says, "we don't need gifts Rills"

Iansen says, "I'll bring you a shovel next time, if I remember."

Iansen nods to Rills.

Rills says, "Maybe you should seek a tribute each month."

You say, "Well, Castellan, such was in gratitude for the gift given me."

Achillea says, "Thurfel, sir, I did not mean disrespect toward you, I merely wondered about where your loyalties truly lied sir"

Sabitor asks, "What would be the point in that, Rills?"

Rills says, "a shovel would be useful"

You say, "It was not tribute. But Lord Thurfel understands this."

You smile at Thurfel.

Thurfel nods to you.

Achillea fidgets.

Iansen says, "Oh, I forgot something else."

Iansen says, "An axe."

Rills says, "We could hire more intellgent troops"

Iansen nods to Rills.

You see Lord Thurfel Morpholik the Halfling Wizard.
He appears to be in his 120's, has short, curly sandy blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a pearlescent abalone sceptre in his right hand.
He is wearing an amber serpent earcuff, a small coral shield, a singed crabshell pouch, some very scorched robes, a heavily runed components satchel, and a supple grey leather pouch.

Thurfel says, "Achillea, one must be loyal to themself first. If you can't do that, loyalties to others are meaningless"

Sabitor smirks.

Iansen says, "If you hack off the limbs and head, it takes a smaller hole."

Iansen nods to Rills.

Iansen says, "Less work."

You say, "And the tomb, m'lord..."

You bite your lip.

Rills says, "buy up some of those powerful magic items too"

Thurfel exclaims, "the tomb!"

Sabitor says, "I thought the Lord's priorities were to put silvers into Icemule's coffers, and not the other way around."

Thurfel nods.

Sabitor coughs.

You say, "How goes the deciphering."

You fidget.

(Iscikella looks nervous.)

Thurfel says, "I merely need to drag it back to the cemetary"

Achillea raises an eyebrow in your direction.

Rills asks, "Did we annex Icemule yet?"

Thurfel says, "but I will not do that until I have completed testing of the Grahnkes"

Thurfel taps Rills lightly on his shoulder.

You blink at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "We seek their support, we do not wish to annex it"

Rills says, "oh, ok"

You ask, "The Grahnkes will... uh... guard the tomb?"

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Rills says, "some need encouragment though"

Thurfel says, "I have no clue what will come boiling up from that portal"

Rills says, "knowing the town falls under your complete authority might help"

Thurfel says, "I would not wish to be standing without some defense"

You glance at Rills.

Iansen says, "Question..."

You ask, "Castellan, did anyone ever tell ye ye were very single-minded?"

Thurfel says, "well, we can't have the town under our authority unless they support me Rills"

You cough.

Thurfel says, "we can't simply beat them into submission"

Iansen says, "If you fear, even just a little bit, of what comes out of that portal..."

Iansen asks, "Then how do you know that something you create will be able to stop it?"

Sabitor asks, "And if you did have the whole town's support?"

Rills says, "well if they resist, I'd gladly bash a few heads"

Achillea begins chuckling at Rills.

Thurfel says, "then the landing shall be the backwater town, not us"

Sabitor smirks.

Rills says, "bah, the landing the landing the landing"

Thurfel says, "Iansen, could be nothing but tart kilns and dust below the tomb"

Rills says, "thats all they care about is their precious landing"

Thurfel says, "could be a beast with nine heads"

Thurfel says, "I just wish to be as prepared as I can be"

Rills says, "center of their pathetic world"

Iansen says, "I'd hope not... Tart kilns would be the scourge of all life."

Iansen shudders.

You say, "Not I, sir."

You glance at Rills.

Sabitor snickers.

Rills asks, "Has anyone given you one of those tart kiln's yet?"

Thurfel says, "I would not be comfortable if something boiled out of there and wreaked havoc on town either"

Iansen asks, "You think things are bad now... think of how terrible things would be if you unearthed a large cache of unclaimed tart kilns?"

Thurfel chuckles.

Rills says, "I'd have to guard them of course."

Thurfel says, "as if there aren't enough stickyfaced halflings running around"

You cough.

Iansen says, "There'd be more."

Iansen nods to Thurfel.

Rills says, "if you give me all of them, we could limit it to one"

Thurfel whispers, "the earcuff is lovely"

You ask, "Have ye come any closer to deciding what the tomb might be the key to, m'lord?"

Lord Blizzerdd just arrived.

Sabitor sighs.

Achillea removes a black leatherbound tome embossed with the image of a bronze serpent from in her supple leather cloak.

Thurfel says, "I still hold out thoughts its either a buried city."

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I am glad ye like it. I remember ye liked jagged coral from when we toured the Juggernaut and ye talked about getting a pouch made."

Thurfel says, "I have not studied recent maps"

Achillea lifts her leatherbound tome to her lips in a reverent kiss, closing her eyes for a moment.

Achillea just opened a black leatherbound tome embossed with the image of a bronze serpent.

Achillea gazes intently at a page of her leatherbound tome, lost in thought.

Sabitor glances at Achillea.

Thurfel says, "I believe the Ossuary holds a clue or two as well"

Achillea glances at Thurfel.

You say, "Ah..."

Achillea peers quizzically at Sabitor.

Thurfel says, "it is an interesting area"

You say, "The ossuary is frightening."

You nod to Thurfel.

You say, "So very... mysterious."

Thurfel nods to you.

Achillea asks, "a problem, sir?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Sabitor.

Sabitor says, "Yes."

Iansen says, "Those urns in the Ossuary..."

Iansen shivers.

Thurfel asks, "Rills, where is that buffoon Witlass anyways?"

Sabitor says, "All your book kissing is irritating me."

You ask, "Witlass seeking something for ye, m'lord?"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Achillea says, "and what might that be? I merely wished to look an item of reference"

Iansen says, "The Silvergate Gala was a few nights ago... they have leftover candy and sweet food."

Achillea scowls at Sabitor.

Iansen nods to Thurfel.

Sabitor grunts. How charming.

Iansen says, "Probably down there."

Rills works his fingers under his elven warhelm and scratches his head.

Sabitor smirks.

Sabitor says, "Down in... the Landing."

Thurfel says, "He couldn't find his finger in his nose"

Rills says, "I thought he was keepin tresspassers out"

Thurfel says, "sweet fellow though"

Thurfel chuckles.

You chuckle at Thurfel.

Achillea just closed a black leatherbound tome embossed with the image of a bronze serpent.

Rills says, "he may have gone looking for some candy again"

Achillea put a black leatherbound tome embossed with the image of a bronze serpent in her supple leather cloak.

You say, "He seems very attached to ye, m'lord."

You cough.

You nod to Thurfel.

Achillea asks, "Thurfel, sir?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "that was mildly amusing when you handed him the garlic clove and told him it was a peppermint Rills"

Thurfel nods to Achillea.

Rills cackles!

Thurfel says, "although his breath was frightening"

Achillea says, "I suppose you have been asked this before, but I would like to know"

Rills says, "he ate it though"

Sabitor snickers.

You say, "And a giant's breath can be... overpowering."

Iansen says, "That would've been a sight to see, I think."

You wink at Thurfel.

Thurfel nods to you.

Achillea asks, "what do you think the condition would be of the remaining council sealed in that tomb?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "I would imagine they are quite furious"

Achillea smirks.

You feel the blood drain from your face.

You say, "that is my fear."

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel asks, "wouldn't you be?"

Achillea says, "well that would be an understatement"

You mutter something about buried-alive...

You shudder.

Iansen says, "That would be obvious... I wouldn't be happy if I were stuck in a tomb for so long."

Iansen frowns.

Achillea asks, "do you think they are alive, in some form or another?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "some form"

Thurfel grins.

Rills says, "or undead"

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Thurfel says, "doubtful they retain their original form"

Iansen says, "I get angry when people wrap their arms around me... I don't think I could handle being in a stone box."

Sabitor says, "That could be dangerous."

You say, "He has already said, Achillea, he thinks them too stubborn to just up and die."

You say, "So I imagine they are about as... something."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Achillea says, "I'd think not, but they may retain thier souls"

Lady Ilvane just arrived.

Ilvane mutters under her breath.

Ilvane says, "Lord Thurfel, those darn monkeys need to be controlled."

Thurfel whispers, "I believe you have one of them in your control. Or at least a piece of his essence"

Ilvane flails her arms about.

Thurfel says, "The monkeys need to dress better"

Ilvane says, "I don't much like the monkey kisses."

Thurfel says, "other than that, they are fine"

Ilvane's face turns slightly pale.

Rills says, "hard to find clothes that size"

Thurfel says, "true"

Sabitor asks, "How can you not like their smooches?"

Sabitor snickers.

Achillea asks, "so you will release the remaining council members? in whatever form they now hold?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Rills says, "we could raid the landing maybe"

Thurfel asks, "I will release them?"

Iansen says, "I'd help."

Iansen nods to Rills.

You blink at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "if they are under the tomb, I suppose I would be"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Ye mean the divining..."

Thurfel nods to you.

You clasp a hand over your mouth.

Achillea smiles to herself.

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Ilvane glances at Thurfel.

Achillea says, "this, I am sure, would please my lord"

Achillea grins at Thurfel.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "How long have ye known I had that, m'lord?"

Thurfel whispers, "I would be wary of that sphere, I don't believe the spirit is truly a prisoner within it."

Iansen says, "Delightful..."

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Thurfel asks, "please me?"

Ilvane waves a hand at Achillea, dismissing her indifferently.

Thurfel says, "I would imagine they are likely upset with me as well"

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Achillea says, "no, it would please my master, Luukos"

Achillea begins chuckling at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "the combined power of the nine of them would be a challenge to be sure, if they tried to cross me"

Achillea peers quizzically at Ilvane.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I see yer researchers are very thorough. I commend ye on that, m'lord, though I am a bit... embarrassed."

Iansen asks, "Do you think that they would?"

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Blizzerdd peers quizzically at you.

Rills says, "They would be foolish to try."

Ilvane mutters something about luukos.

Achillea says, "excuse me, I do not beieve we have met, I am Achillea"

Rills says, "I think they know better."

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Ilvane nods to Achillea.

Ilvane says, "I'm Ilvane."

Thurfel whispers, "I had suspicions, but my research has confirmed what I believe. It is hard to mask power of such magnitude"

Achillea raises an eyebrow in Ilvane's direction.

Achillea says, "you are! I have heard of you"

Blizzerdd whispers, "He whispering to ya again?"

Sabitor smirks.

Thurfel says, "I do not know what they would try"

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

You nod to Blizzerdd.

Blizzerdd rolls his eyes.

Ilvane raises an eyebrow.

Ilvane asks, "Heard of me?"

Achillea says, "I have met and become friends with your sister"

Thurfel says, "they may seek my partnership"

Achillea grins at Ilvane.

Ilvane glances at Achillea.

Iansen fidgets.

Thurfel says, "or they may seek to kill me and claim the island and Icemule for their own."

Ilvane says, "My sister.."

Blizzerdd whispers, "I think it would be better if he got a pet rolton"

Blizzerdd grins at you.

Ilvane shakes her head.

Aikara's group just arrived.

Ilvane sighs.

Iansen asks, "You've befriended that one?"

Thurfel says, "or they may flee in terror at the sight of me"

Iansen peers quizzically at Achillea.

Witlass yells, "tentass!"

Sabitor says, "But they haven't the power that you do."

Aikara bows to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "I doubt that however"

Sabitor glances at Thurfel.

Witlass beams!

Achillea says, "seems you have strayed from your own destiny, however, this is for another time"

Sabitor glances at Witlass.

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Witlass just hugged Rills.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "It contains great power then? It has been something of a mystery to me. And I had promised not to use it, but did once, I admit. I know was very foolish."

Iansen snickers.

Rendarth says, "he was way down in Rivers Rest"

Witlass exclaims, "me home!"

Ilvane waves a hand at Achillea, dismissing her indifferently.

You say, "Good day, Grawg."

You smile at Witlass.

Iansen leans on his staff.

Ilvane exclaims, "Grawg!"

Witlass waves to you.

Thurfel waves to Witlass.

Witlass says, "me sorry me miss dinner"

Witlass frowns.

Thurfel asks, "and just exactly where have you been Witlass?"

Ilvane smiles at Witlass.

Achillea curtsies to Witlass.

Witlass says, "cow show"

Ilvane giggles.

Witlass says, "well sorta"

Witlass says, "got lost"

Witlass frowns.

Ilvane asks, "Cow show?"

You ask, "cow show?"

Achillea asks, "cow show?"

Thurfel says, "Cow show? "

You blink at Witlass.

Achillea chuckles.

Ilvane giggles.

Iansen says, "I won't ask."

You ask, "Ye went to buy livestock?"

Ilvane asks, "Echos?"

Iansen stares off into space.

Ilvane gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

You blink at Witlass.

Sabitor asks, "Cow.... show?"

Rendarth says, "somehow, he ended up half way across the continent"

Rendarth chuckles.

Witlass says, "sumbuddy tell me cow show in Wunderful Lonnie"

Aikara smiles.

Thurfel says, "Rills, please do not let him out of your sight again"

Rills exclaims, "yes sir!"

You ask, "Wonderful Lonnie?"

You blink.

Witlass nods to you.

Iansen asks, "Wehnimer's Landing?"

Sabitor removes an elegant velvet toy jester from in his black silk cloak.

Witlass says, "big town in "

Rills mumbles about a fate worth than death.

Rendarth says, "Rivers Rest"

Witlass says, "ya Wonderful Lonnie"

Witlass nods to Iansen.

You glance at Rills.

Iansen nods to Witlass.

Rills mumbles about a fate worse than death.

Sabitor shows Witlass his velvet toy jester.

Sabitor offers Witlass an elegant velvet toy jester.

Thurfel asks, "Exactly how many cows did you see?"

Sabitor says, "Keep yourself enter...tained..."

Witlass declines Sabitor's offer.

Achillea smirks.

Witlass says, "no tanks - me have cow"

Sabitor blinks.

Ilvane smiles.

Sabitor put an elegant velvet toy jester in his black silk cloak.

Witlass says, "umm twelve"

Witlass nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel asks, "you brought home a cow?"

Ilvane giggles.

Witlass says, "cept nebber could find Lonnie"

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

(Witlass holds up two fingers)

Ilvane works her fingers under her silver-brushed circlet and scratches her head.

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Achillea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Witlass just opened a heavy backpack.

Aikara says, "we passed right by it on way here Witlass"

Iansen says, "Yeah, that one is a hard one to find."

Witlass removes a stuffed toy bobcat kitten from in his heavy backpack.

Iansen nods to Witlass.

Rills asks, "Where do you plan to keep them?"

Witlass says, "moo"

Witlass beams!

Sabitor says, "Mmm. Cows..."

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I hope my keeping that information from ye, m'lord, did not... make ye angry. I just am not sure what to make of the sphere and am afraid to hand it to another."

Witlass says, "in me howse"

Thurfel chuckles.

Rills asks, "You will keep them fed?"

Aikara grins.

Ilvane says, "Well, I see you have learned the sounds of animals now."

Witlass nods to Rills.

Ilvane begins chuckling at Witlass.

Witlass says, "Toifel sed I culd have wun"

Thurfel whispers, "tread lightly if you wish to retain it. I suspect you might simply be a channel to its power"

Sabitor appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Achillea gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Rills asks, "wun or two?"

Thurfel leans on Rills.

Ilvane smiles at Thurfel.

Rills asks, "err... one or two?"

Sabitor snickers.

Witlass says, "twelve"

Ilvane says, "Was nice of you."

Ilvane giggles.

Rills mumbles something that you don't quite catch.

(Witlass holds up two fingers)

Iansen stares off into space.

You blink at Thurfel.

Ilvane asks, "12 cows??"

Blizzerdd glances at you.

Witlass says, "nice lady bring me home"

Ilvane asks, "Where are you going to put them?"

Witlass points at Aikara.

Thurfel whispers, "I have little doubt, if it wishes control of your body, it will take it"

Witlass says, "only me outta candee"

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Witlass frowns.

Sabitor says, "Huh. Candy.."

Aikara removes some sylvan dark chocolate marzipan from in her dark elven-cut cloak.

Sabitor removes a raw bloodied haunch of rolton from in his merchant's pack.

Iansen glances at Sabitor.

You feel the blood drain from your face.

You frown.

Aikara offers Witlass some sylvan dark chocolate marzipan.

Iansen says, "Hey, go get him some candy."

Witlass accepts Aikara's dark chocolate marzipan.

Sabitor offers Witlass a raw bloodied haunch of rolton.

Witlass beams happily at Aikara!

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Sabitor says, "Here's some candy."

Blizzerdd peers quizzically at you.

Rills says, "someone dragged some candy past here just a few minutes ago."

Witlass declines Sabitor's offer.

Sabitor blinks.

Witlass says, "yew weerd"

Thurfel nods to Rills.

Thurfel says, "it was getting stale though"

Witlass looks over at Sabitor and shakes his head.

You remove a cloud of white cotton candy from in your white leather satchel.

Ilvane giggles.

Sabitor says, "This is candy. Delicious, sweet, sugary candy."

Sabitor mutters under his breath.

Sabitor waves a raw bloodied haunch of rolton around.

You say, "Been carrying something about for ye, Grawg."

Witlass takes a bite of his dark chocolate marzipan.

You offer your white cotton candy to Witlass, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Sabitor put a raw bloodied haunch of rolton in his merchant's pack.

Ilvane looks over at Sabitor and shakes her head.

You chuckle.

Aikara glances at Sabitor.

Witlass beams!

Ilvane says, "You are an odd duck.."

Witlass put some sylvan dark chocolate marzipan in his heavy backpack.

Witlass has accepted your offer and is now holding a cloud of white cotton candy.

Ilvane grins.

Sabitor scowls.

You say, "Spun sugar."

Witlass says, "him not duck"

Witlass says, "duck have fangs"

Thurfel asks, "Sabitor, have you been within the Ossuary recently?"

Witlass begins chuckling at Ilvane.

You say, "But figured ye would like it."

Ilvane says, "Not literally."

Ilvane grins at Witlass.

Sabitor says, "Not very recently."

You ask, "Ducks have fangs?"

You chuckle.

Sabitor says, "But yes, I've been inside."

Witlass says, "me tank nice lady"

Thurfel says, "I have a small task, if you are willing"

Witlass bows to you.

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Witlass falls over.

Sabitor raises an eyebrow in Thurfel's direction.

Ilvane glances at Achillea.

Witlass mumbles something that you don't quite catch.

You curtsy to Witlass.

You chuckle.

Sabitor says, "Of course, my Lord."

Witlass says, "me git it rite"

You mutter something about giant-feet.

Witlass stands up.

Ilvane shows Witlass her toy fire mage.

You wink at Thurfel.

Witlass exclaims, "it's Toifel!"

Ilvane begins to giggle, then bursts out in a silly laugh.

Witlass beams happily at Ilvane!

Ilvane nods to Witlass.

Ilvane beams!

Rills says, "Witlass is good for tasks of any size."

Ilvane gives her toy fire mage a warm hug.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Then I will be wary, but m'lord why would it wish to control such as me?"

Rills says, "As long as they aren't complicated."

Thurfel says, "I would like the Ossuary mapped out, along with a terrain map of its location in regard to Icemule and the Pioneer Cemetary"

Achillea chuckles.

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Witlass exclaims, "hokay!"

Ilvane says, "We have already actually, Lord Thurfel."

Achillea says, "sounds complicated"

Ilvane giggles.

You ask, "Can ye draw a map, Grawg?"

Thurfel whispers, "why wouldn't it, you hold sway over many. With you as its voice, who knows what trouble it would wreak"

You blink at Thurfel.

Sabitor raises an eyebrow.

Rills says, "oh boy"

Witlass asks, "wassa terrine?"

Ilvane says, "Speculation of course."

Thurfel says, "excellent"

Witlass works his fingers under his tin pot and scratches his head.

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Thurfel says, "its what cows run on"

Sabitor asks, "There is already a map?"

Witlass says, "oh hokay"

Sabitor raises an eyebrow in Ilvane's direction.

Rills says, "Rangers probably have better maps than the one you're going to get."

Ilvane says, "We don't know exactly where it would go of course.."

Witlass takes a bite of his white cotton candy.
Strands of webbing shoot forth towards Witlass.
CS: +593 - TD: +543 + CvA: +18 + d100: +25 - +5 == +88
Warded off!
Witlass avoids the webbing.

Iansen says, "Don't count on it."

Blizzerdd nods to Rills.

You chuckle.

Iansen looks over at Rills and shakes his head.

Witlass blinks.

Witlass says, "messy"

Ilvane giggles.

Witlass chuckles.

You nod to Witlass.

You say, "Very."

You say, "all that sugar."

Thurfel says, "I would like a copy, my sentries are worse as cartographers, then they are as sentries"

Witlass put a stuffed toy bobcat kitten in his heavy backpack.

Sabitor nods.

Witlass says, "stay cleen"

Ilvane smiles at Sabitor.

Sabitor says, "I will try to see where it is in relation to the town and cemetary, however."

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Ilvane says, "We explored there before, some friends and I."

Thurfel nods to Sabitor.

Witlass says, "me don't like carts ennyway"

Witlass says, "easier ta jes carry it"

Achillea asks, "Thurfel do you have difficulty finding intelligent help?"

Achillea grins slowly.

Witlass says, "da lions don' like ta pull it"

You ask, "Lions?"

Sabitor glances at Ilvane.

Thurfel asks, "are you insulting my staff Achilllea?"

You blink at Witlass.

Sabitor says, "Perhaps you can come exploring with me."

Sabitor smirks.

You shake your head.

Achillea coughs.

Witlass says, "whut else would pull a cartog"

Witlass says, "err cartug"

Witlass says, "wagon"

Witlass mumbles something that you don't quite catch.

Achillea says, "um, not all sir"

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Achillea grins at Thurfel.

You ask, "Mules maybe? Oxen? Horses?"

Witlass says, "but dey fly"

You chuckle.

Achillea glances at Witlass.

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Witlass starts chuckling at you!

You ask, "Fly?"

Rills exclaims, "mapper!"

Ilvane smiles at Thurfel.

You gawk at Witlass.

Witlass nods to you.

Witlass says, "got big wings"

Witlass says, "yell awk! lots"

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Aikara says, "Witlass is very caring about the creatures in the lands"

Sabitor blinks.

You scratch your head.

Witlass says, "use lions"

Witlass says, "much better"

Witlass nods to you.

Aikara nods to Witlass.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "So what would be yer advice, m'lord? Though I admit to being stubborn in most things..."

Ilvane giggles.

Witlass says, "plus oxen don't fly around when ya try and hook em up"

You grin sheepishly.

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Aikara giggles.

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Thurfel whispers, "advice with the orb? Be wary"

Witlass says, "but den dey just lie dere an flap a bunch"

You cough.

Witlass says, "eat ox food"

Iansen asks, "What about goats?"

Witlass says, "bock bock bock"

Iansen peers quizzically at Witlass.

You say, "Grawg, ye do have a unique perspective on things."

Rills asks, "what do your cows eat?"

Aikara grins.

Witlass says, "candee"

Witlass begins chuckling at Rills.

Rills nods.

Witlass says, "silly"

Rills says, "just checking"

Witlass asks, "goats?"

Achillea leans back.

You say, "Of course..."

Witlass says, "dunno"

Witlass says, "nebber seen one"

Thurfel removes a ki-lin horn from in his crabshell pouch.

Sabitor babbles something unintelligible.

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Iansen asks, "Never?"

Witlass looks over at Iansen and shakes his head.

Thurfel traces a rune into the base of the horn.

Witlass says, "seen pitchers"

Thurfel put a ki-lin horn in his crabshell pouch.

You glance at Thurfel.

Witlass says, "big red tings"

Ilvane smiles.

Witlass says, "fangs"

Iansen says, "They go, Baaah."

Witlass says, "fly around"

You ask, "I see ye are using that?"

Iansen nods to Witlass.

Witlass says, "burn stuff"

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Thurfel nods to you.

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Thurfel says, "Ki-lin horns are quite useful"

Thurfel bows to Ilvane.

Iansen says, "Yes. Draaaa...goats."

Witlass says, "dey bigger dan da keep"

Iansen nods to Witlass.

You say, "I won't ask what for."

You say, "Likely would make me too nervous to know..."

You fidget.

Iansen stares off into space.

Witlass says, "Toifel sez dey stories"

Sabitor frowns.

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Witlass sits down.

Witlass takes a bite of his white cotton candy.
Witlass closes his eyes for a moment, savoring the taste.
Strands of webbing shoot forth towards Witlass.
CS: +593 - TD: +543 + CvA: +18 + d100: +59 - +5 == +122
Warding failed!
Witlass avoids most of the webbing.

Ilvane beams happily at Witlass!

You chuckle at Witlass.

Ilvane says, "Good stuff."

Ilvane giggles.

Witlass says, "messy"

Witlass says, "hehe"

Aikara smiles.

The webs dissolve from around Witlass.

Iansen says, "Oh..."

Aikara nods to Witlass.

Witlass chuckles.

You say, "Ye got some on the corner of yer mouth, Grawg."

Iansen removes a furry brown toy puppy from in his bear-hide overcoat.

Iansen asks, "What's this?"

Iansen shows Witlass his toy puppy.

Witlass furrows his brow.

Witlass says, "gator"

(Iscikella points at a spot on the leftside of Grawg's lip.)

Witlass says, "got dem inside"

Aikara nods.

Rills asks, "gator?"

Witlass nods to Iansen.

Iansen nods.

Witlass says, "dey meen"

Aikara says, "they guard Thurfel's Keep"

Sabitor nods.

Rills says, "guard gators of all sizes"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I have missed speaking with ye, m'lord. I will tell ye that."

You smile at Thurfel.

Iansen says, "Yes, this little feller is quite the beast."

Iansen indicates his toy puppy with a smile.

Iansen put a furry brown toy puppy in his bear-hide overcoat.

Blizzerdd peers quizzically at you.

Witlass says, "Tentass sez ya movin ta Grawg Howse"

Witlass beams happily at you!

You ask, "I am?"

Ilvane glances at Witlass.

Thurfel whispers, "and I you. Are you still married to that barbarian?"

You blink at Witlass.

Ilvane glances at you.

Witlass nods to you.

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Blizzerdd glances at Witlass.

Ilvane asks, "You are?"

Achillea winks at Thurfel.

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel smiles at Achillea.

Ilvane blinks at Thurfel.

Thurfel nods.

Blizzerdd asks, "How ya figure that?"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Aye, m'lord..."

Ilvane asks, "You have plans to have Iscikella move to your keep?"

You bite your lip.

Witlass says, "easy"

Witlass says, "Tentass sez so"

Witlass nods to Blizzerdd.

You fidget.

Thurfel says, "I do not believe her oxen of a husband would allow that"

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Sabitor grins at Blizzerdd.

Ilvane says, "I would say not."

Aikara grins.

Ilvane giggles.

Blizzerdd says, "Heh.."

Ilvane leans on Blizzerdd.

Witlass works his fingers under his tin pot and scratches his head.

Blizzerdd waves a hand at Witlass, dismissing him indifferently.

Thurfel says, "although I'm sure the keep is far nicer than what he provides for her"

Blizzerdd says, "I disagree"

Witlass says, "Tentass not sez him come tho"

Witlass says, "so thass hokay"

Witlass smiles.

You say, "I see..."

You blink at Witlass.

Ilvane grins at Witlass.

Witlass says, "sez he haz fangs"

Rills says, "sharp ones"

Ilvane chuckles.

Witlass says, "eats cats"

Thurfel nods to Achillea.

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Witlass frowns.

Blizzerdd says, "hmmm..."

Witlass says, "eats cows"

Blizzerdd glances at Rills.

Rills says, "eats cows too"

Witlass frowns.

Blizzerdd glances at Witlass.

Witlass says, "and wurs"

Blizzerdd glances at Thurfel.

Witlass exclaims, "izza candee steeler!"

Witlass frowns.

Witlass growls ferociously!

Thurfel smiles sarcastically at Blizzerdd.

Blizzerdd asks, "Don't ya think ya need some more help to make that so?"

Rills says, "Steals lots of candy."

Ilvane gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Sabitor glances at Witlass.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I do enjoy yer company though, m'lord, as I hope ye enjoy mine..."

You cock your head at Rills.

Sabitor removes a snowflake from in his black silk cloak.

Sabitor offers Witlass a snowflake.

Thurfel whispers, "quite"

Witlass says, "but da candee steeler nebber here"

Witlass says, "so dats hokay"

Witlass smiles.

Thurfel asks, "you feeding him snow?"

Sabitor says, "It's candy."

Sabitor snickers.

Rills says, "Snoflakes are like candy."

Blizzerdd asks, "Why don't ya get some more help?"

Witlass says, "yew weerd"

Iansen asks, "What do you do to a candy stealer?"

Witlass declines Sabitor's offer.

Blizzerdd scoffs.

Sabitor splutters.

Witlass says, "bonk em"

Sabitor says, "We won't accept any of my food."

Witlass asks, "whut else?"

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Aikara says, "probably poisoned"

Aikara glances at Sabitor.

Sabitor scowls at Aikara.

Ilvane gazes heavenward.

You say, "I've noticed that, Grawg."

You cough.

Iansen says, "I know a candy stealer... many of them."

Sabitor says, "He won't, rather."

Witlass nods to Aikara.

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Sabitor put a snowflake in his black silk cloak.

Thurfel says, "Rills, we do need to wander into town soon"

Witlass says, "ya bonks em they decides ta sleep"

Thurfel says, "I wish to find a suitable location to build upon"

Witlass says, "den dey kin't steel candee"

Rills says, "Yes Lord Thurfel."

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sabitor asks, "Build?"

Iansen grins evilly.

You ask, "What are ye building, m'lord?"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Iansen asks, "If I told you the name of a candy stealer, would you bonk him?"

Iansen peers quizzically at Witlass.

Ilvane asks, "What do you plan on building?"

Thurfel says, "I would like to build a library of wizardry"

Rills says, "There is a nice wide flat spot in the center of town."

You say, "ah..."

You nod to Thurfel.

Witlass says, "naw"

Ilvane smiles.

Sabitor smirks.

Witlass says, "Rills duz dat fer me"

Witlass smiles.

Thurfel says, "we need to remove that sculpture first Rills"

Iansen frowns.

Thurfel says, "it serves no purpose"

You ask, "Sculpture?"

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Aikara sighs.

Aikara says, "the mule"

Rills says, "some benches in the way too"

Witlass exclaims, "put a chicken dere Toifel!"

Ilvane asks, "Benches?"

You blink.

Thurfel says, "too cold for chicken Witlass"

Sabitor says, "It amuses me when I tell fools to stick their tongues on it."

Witlass says, "oh"

Witlass frowns.

Rills says, "Lots of empaths lyin around there all the time."

Ilvane exclaims, "You can't get rid of the Mule!"

Witlass nods.

Iansen nods to Rills.

Witlass says, "hokay"

Rills says, "We might need Witlass to move them."

Iansen says, "Trip over them all the time."

Thurfel nods to Rills.

You say, "I take it ye have no fondness for the mule statue, m'lord."

Ilvane asks, "Did you ever think of asking the town first?"

Aikara says, "I actually know of a very nice spot in the south eastern part of town"

Ilvane blinks at Thurfel.

Aikara smiles at Thurfel.

Witlass says, "nobuddy likes fish"

Witlass looks over at you and shakes his head.

Rills says, "We can replace the statue with one of Lord Thurfel in a more prominent location."

Thurfel says, "I don't wish to sound vain, but I would hope that when all is said and done, perhaps it could be my likeness there"

Ilvane glances at Rills.

Thurfel nods to Rills.

Sabitor rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Witlass says, "das better dan a fish or a chicken"

You say, "Oh..."

Ilvane says, "So modest, Lord Thurfel.."

You cough.

Ilvane says, "Of course."

Sabitor says, "Not a bad idea."

Rills says, "It is only fitting."

Ilvane removes an angry toy fire mage from in her black silk cloak.

Aikara sighs.

Ilvane tilts her toy fire mage side to side, making the light play off it.

Blizzerdd says, "Well we don't have a bath house fer ya to put it in near the bowl of swirling water..."

Blizzerdd rubs his chin thoughtfully.

(Achillea leans over and whispers into Iscikella's ear, "seems Rills is quite the bootlicker, yes?")

Thurfel says, "perhaps the Northern Fury could stroll around it from time to time."

Achillea grins at you.

Ilvane grins.

Thurfel says, "may draw some visitors to town"

Witlass says, "put a cow dere"

You say, "I heard tell that the mule statue was made in likeness of the mule whose carcass provided sustenance to the halflings who wandered here seeking a place to start a home."

Sabitor snickers.

Witlass says, "everbuddy likes cows"

You ask, "Is that not a true story?"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Ilvane says, "Part of his heritage, no less."

Sabitor says, "Perhaps if you were everybody."

Sabitor glances at Witlass.

You glance at Achillea.

Witlass begins chuckling at Sabitor.

Witlass says, "me not everbuddy"

Witlass says, "yew funny"

Witlass begins chuckling at Sabitor.

Sabitor blinks.

(Iscikella whispers to Achillea, "I wouldn't say that too loudly.")

Sabitor begins chuckling at Witlass.

Ilvane says, "Cows are cute..Most of the time..but they eat a lot."

Ilvane nods to Witlass.

Blizzerdd leans on you.

Thurfel says, "I wouldn't even begin to wonder why anbody would erect a statue of a donkey, unless its a foul representation of what the artist thought of the folks of Icemule"

Achillea coughs.

You cough.

Achillea says, "well it does seem so Iscikella"

Thurfel says, "Certainly makes Icemule a laughingstock in the landings eye."

Achillea clasps her hand over her mouth.

Ilvane shakes her head.

Achillea appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You ask, "Ye think so, m'lord?"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Sabitor removes some stir-fried ants from in his black leather boots.

Blizzerdd asks, "And ye wanna replace a statue of an ass with a statue of an arse?"

Sabitor offers Witlass some stir-fried ants.

Rills says, "Even more amazing that they would want that instead of a statue of you."

Iansen asks, "And the dialect the Landing folk speak doesn't have the same effect up here?"

Blizzerdd peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Witlass declines Sabitor's offer.

Witlass shakes his head.

Sabitor scowls.

Aikara says, "people who dont live here dont respect or understand our town"

Witlass says, "weerd"

Ilvane says, "I could see putting a statue of one of the Dabbings fellows here..but I'm sure that's not your plan."

Sabitor put some stir-fried ants in his black leather boots.

Thurfel asks, "you think a bunch of town idiots getting their tongues stuck to an arse makes us look worldly?"

Iansen says, "Things like the fabled statement of, "Merchie?! WHERE?"That one always gets a few laughs up here."

Aikara giggles.

Achillea begins chuckling at Thurfel.

Ilvane just tickled Iansen.

Iansen glances at Ilvane.

You say, "Well, true the stuck tongue thing has always struck me as..."

You cough.

Ilvane hums distractedly to herself.

Iansen says, "Don't do that."

You say, "Won't even say."

You tilt your head up.

Thurfel laughs!

Thurfel nods to you.

Ilvane giggles.

Aikara asks, "would you rather people have their tongues stuck to a mule's arse, or yours?"

Aikara peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Ilvane begins chuckling at Aikara.

Sabitor blinks.

Thurfel says, "I'd rather neither"

Blizzerdd says, "The later I think."

Witlass works his fingers under his tin pot and scratches his head.

Blizzerdd says, "Seems he is used to it"

You gawk at Aikara.

Ilvane grins at Blizzerdd.

Blizzerdd glances at Rills.

Rills says, "I could cut their lips off."

Ilvane frowns at Achillea.

Blizzerdd glances at Witlass.

Iansen says, "You know..."

Iansen says, "You could make the statue always burn..."

Aikara says, "youngins are foolish, yes, but being proded by jackarses like Sabitor.."

Iansen says, "Then if someone sticks their tongue on it."

You cough.

Thurfel says, "that would be an idea"

Iansen says, "No more tongue."

Thurfel nods to Iansen.

Sabitor raises an eyebrow in Aikara's direction.

Witlass says, "mebbe make it a big donut"

Sabitor grunts. How charming.

You blink.

You chuckle at Witlass.

Ilvane says, "Candy."

Thurfel says, "A flame in the center of town"

Ilvane grins.

Thurfel nods.

You say, "Grawg, ye are single-minded too."

You laugh out loud!

Iansen stares off into space.

Iansen asks, "A light to the world?"

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Ilvane nods to Achillea.

Rills says, "If it was a large ice tart no one would mind seeing all the halflings stuck to it"

Thurfel says, "at least a symbol we are melting away the old ways"

Iansen asks, "How is that for a poetic sense?"

Ilvane begins chuckling at Rills.

You say, "Ah..."

You fidget.

You say, "Well..."

Thurfel says, "Rills, if the entire town is stuck to the statue..."

Thurfel asks, "who will help build commerce?"

Aikara chuckles.

Thurfel says, "industry will not run on its own"

Witlass nods to Rills.

Witlass says, "jes git him sum help"

Witlass nods to Thurfel.

Aikara says, "I think there is more to that than meets the eye"

Ilvane asks, "How do you intend to get industry moving here, Lord Thurfel?"

Aikara smiles at Thurfel.

You ask, "What type of industry ye most see growing up, m'lord? Can I ask?"

Thurfel says, "you need to build it for starters"

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "I believe mining would do well in Icemule"

Aikara says, "I've seen poeople try to start it, but people just didnt take to it"

Rills says, "We could always use undead, at least they wouldn't be a problem."

Ilvane asks, "Did you look underground yet?"

Rills says, "Eat less too."

Thurfel says, "they had the wrong leadership"

Iansen says, "And..."

Achillea glances at Rills.

Ilvane asks, "Over and under the north gate?"

Iansen asks, "You're the right leadership?"

Iansen peers quizzically at Thurfel.

You say, "Well, that does make sense with the mountains."

Rendarth says, "mining does not seem like a halfling job"

Ilvane smiles at Thurfel.

Witlass asks, "ebber wunder what a bullevard is?"

Witlass works his fingers under his tin pot and scratches his head.

Thurfel says, "you won't know until I have the opportunity now will you Iansen"

Witlass asks, "and why sumwon would name a street after it?"

You ask, "But wouldn't that require some tips from the dwarves?"

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sabitor nods to Witlass.

You say, "I mean they are mining experts..."

Iansen says, "I could care less, really."

You nod to Thurfel.

Ilvane says, "It is a street."

Aikara says, "Hard tellin Wit"

Ilvane nods to Witlass.

Witlass says, "Bulls ain't streets"

Thurfel says, "it would be foolish not to enlist the aid of dwarves"

Iansen asks, "Who am I to listen to what someone else tells me?"

Achillea asks, "Would not such frozen ground be difficult to mine?"

Witlass says, "deys got feathers"

You notice a vein pulsing in Sabitor's forehead.

Ilvane giggles.

Blizzerdd says, "Aye"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "But could we stand the smell of them?"

You wink at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "we sould need some giants for their bullish strength as well"

Ilvane says, "No they have horns."

Ilvane leans on Witlass.

Ilvane says, "You and I need to sit and talk sometime."

Achillea flexes her muscles.

Rendarth says, "I believe if you freed the city of Talador, youd find many miners eager to help"

Ilvane just tickled Witlass.

You ask, "Hmmmm... and ye see the halflings doing the more magical portion? Such as locating veins of ore and such?"

Thurfel says, "I wonder if the minotaurs might cease their battling"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "they would handle a shovel or pick pretty well I believe"

Aikara nods to Thurfel.

Ilvane works her fingers under her silver-brushed circlet and scratches her head.

Thurfel says, "they make my friend Witlass look like a scholar"

Ilvane says, "I'm afraid you have lost me."

Sabitor smirks.

You say, "Lord Rills, ye spoke of books being riffled before... No one has stolen any books I hope? Or destroyed any? Would be a pity."

Thurfel says, "not sure they could follow directions"

You cock your head at Rills.

Ilvane asks, "Someone took books?"

Ilvane stares off into space.

Rills furrows his brow.

Iansen says, "Speaking of books..."

Iansen frowns.

Rills says, "No books destroyed."

Iansen says, "I seem to be missing one of my own."

You nod to Rills.

You say, "Good."

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I understand ye have many tomes. That is a great wonder, books being so rare."

Achillea stretches.

Thurfel whispers, "tomes are a wonderful thing"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Would hate to hear of any carelessly destroyed."

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Witlass says, "me startin ta reed pitcher books"

You grin at Witlass.

You ask, "Ye are?"

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Witlass nods to you.

Thurfel says, "just don't tear the pages Witlass"

Iansen says, "It would be such an unfortunate occurance if someone understood the words from that book I lost."

Witlass says, "Tentass showin me"

You say, "Aye, Grawg, be very careful."

You say, "Books are very rare."

Achillea peers quizzically at Iansen.

Witlass nods to you.

(Iscikella nods sagely.)

Witlass says, "Tentass keeps his locked up"

Iansen nods to Achillea.

Aikara grins.

Aikara says, "good readin there me thinks"

Iansen says, "It would."

Blizzerdd just gave you a smooch.

Achillea asks, "what kind of book did you loose?"

You cock your head at Blizzerdd.

Witlass blinks at Blizzerdd.

Achillea peers quizzically at Iansen.

Witlass says, "I wuldn't do dat"

Sabitor furrows his brow.

Blizzerdd squints at Witlass.

Witlass says, "her meenie husband might eat you or sumpin"

Iansen says, "It's bound by leather... about this thick."

(Blizzerdd leaps for Iscikella and ravishes her mercilessly.)

Ilvane chuckles.

You cough.

(Iscikella discreetly straightens her clothes, trying not to look at anyone.)

Blizzerdd asks, "Better?"

Witlass frowns.

Witlass sighs.

(Iansen holds his finger and his thumb about two inches apart.)

You glance at Blizzerdd.

Blizzerdd cackles!

Blizzerdd shuffles his feet.

Achillea nods to Iansen.

Witlass says, "yer da one gonna get bonked"

Witlass says, "not Grawg"

Iansen says, "More than half the pages are blank."

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "So sorry..."

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Rills chuckles.

Aikara smiles at Witlass.

Iansen says, "But those that aren't..."

Iansen frowns.

Blizzerdd says, "Back in a little. I need to clear my nose of the smell down here."

Achillea asks, "a diary, perhaps?"

Thurfel says, "I believe that Blizzerdd is evidence that witches do live and provide potions for those less fortunate."

Rills says, "careful, you don't want to be bonked."

Achillea peers quizzically at Iansen.

Iansen nods to Achillea.

Ilvane grins.

Iansen says, "Wasn't my diary."

Blizzerdd just kissed you on the nose.

Ilvane just hugged Blizzerdd.

Aikara smiles.

Sabitor snickers.

Witlass nods to Thurfel.

Ilvane grins at Thurfel.

Achillea says, "well that is good"

Iansen says, "It IS a diary though."

Ilvane cowers away from Blizzerdd!

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Witlass says, "sadly him drink too much of em tho Toifel"

Witlass says, "hert hiz hed"

Aikara says, "witches do exist"

Thurfel nods to Witlass.

Achillea says, "could be embarrassing to loose ones personal diary"

Aikara says, "but not all are evil"

Iansen says, "You'd know the book if you saw its cover."

Blizzerdd glances at Thurfel and yawns.

Achillea asks, "who's diary was it?"

Witlass asks, "duz it have a chicken on it?"

Rills says, "You find cows at a dairy."

Thurfel says, "he needs a peppermint too"

Achillea peers quizzically at Iansen.

Witlass peers quizzically at Iansen.

Thurfel points at Blizzerdd.

Witlass nods to Rills.

Ilvane giggles.

Thurfel says, "smells like a decaying swamp there"

Witlass says, "keeps the munkys out"

You cough.

Iansen says, "It has a falcon on it, with six rings under its talons."

Blizzerdd says, "See ya soon when you get some courage to take my wife away...That is in about 500 years or so little one"

Blizzerdd waves to Thurfel.

Blizzerdd shuffles his feet.

Lord Blizzerdd just went southwest.

Ilvane rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Thurfel says, "he is mistaken"

Iansen says, "It's faded though."

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Iansen nods to Achillea.

Thurfel says, "i will never take his wife away."

Thurfel says, "she will come willingly."

Iansen says, "But you'd know it if you saw it."

Ilvane says, "She has to be willing."

Thurfel smiles at you.

Ilvane blinks at Thurfel.

Sabitor grins.

Witlass says, "naw"

Ilvane says, "I can't possibly be thinking like you."

Ilvane frowns.

Achillea nods to Iansen.

You blush and babble a few incoherent words, looking foolish but sincere.

Witlass says, "but den ennybuddy dat wuld marry dat stoopid"

Thurfel says, "I don't believe anything more than a thread of misguided loyalty binds her to him anymore"

Witlass shakes his head.

Witlass sighs.

Achillea asks, "it sounds unique, but you do not know who it belonged to?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Iansen.

Witlass says, "good ting Isci didn't"

Witlass smiles.

Thurfel says, "and he is rapidly shredding that thread."

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I do apologize for him doing that in front of ye."

Ilvane glances at you.

Thurfel whispers, "I expect no less of him."

Iansen nods to Achillea.

Iansen says, "I know exactly who it belonged to."

Achillea peers quizzically at you.

Ilvane says, "Disturbing.."

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Ilvane shakes her head.

Sabitor asks, "So, shall we go to town now?"

Sabitor stares off into space.

Thurfel says, "Rills, I have some work to do, I will be in my dungeon"

Achillea says, "He does indeed fancy you Iscikella, as was mentioned last eve"

You curtsy to Thurfel.

Rills bows to Thurfel.

Witlass exclaims, "oh!"

Thurfel says, "try to look after Witlass"

Sabitor babbles something unintelligible.

Witlass asks, "kin me play wit da chickens dere?"

You say, "I bid ye good day then, m'lord."

Rills says, "As always."

Witlass says, "Grawg go wit"

Rendarth asks, "you live in a dungeon?"

Thurfel nods to Ilvane.

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Witlass beams happily at Thurfel!

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "And was very pleasant to see ye."

Thurfel says, "I have a dungeon, I do not live in there"

Aikara says, "have a good day Witlass"

Ilvane just kissed Witlass on the nose.

Rendarth says, "ah"

Aikara just gave Witlass a smooch.

Witlass says, "tanks agin"

Sabitor says, "Good day, Lord Thurfel."

Thurfel says, "there are a few unwilling inhabitants however"

Ilvane says, "Be well Witlass."

Witlass beams happily at Aikara!

Thurfel chuckles.

Aikara says, "very welcomes"

Achillea curtsies to Thurfel.

Thurfel just kissed you on the hand.

Rendarth says, "I'm sure"

Witlass stands up.

Thurfel bows to Achillea.

Witlass joins Thurfel's group.

Thurfel says, "a good day to you sabitor"

Rills joins Thurfel's group.

Achillea says, "thankyou for speaking with me sir Thurfel"

Witlass says, "me gonna go play wit chickens"

Aikara says, "watch your hands Sabitor, for they may end up in my cloak"

Witlass beams!

Sabitor nods to Thurfel.

You say, "Keep well, Grawg."

Witlass waves to you.

You say, "Don't eat too much candee."

Sabitor coughs.

Witlass says, "tanks for da candee"

You wave to Witlass.

Ilvane grins.

Achillea waves to Witlass.

Iansen smirks.

Achillea waves to Rills.

Lord Thurfel's group just went northeast.

You say, "Most... unexpected."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Sabitor says, "Hmm."

You whisper quietly to Ilvane, "He knows I have the divining sphere."

Ilvane says, "He is so interested in you.."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Ilvane glances at you.

Ilvane blinks at you.

You nod to Ilvane.

Ilvane whispers, "No!"

Ilvane flails her arms about.

Ilvane says, "You be careful."

Ilvane hugs you.



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