Revelations at a Statue
Day of the Huntress, day 8 of the month Charlatos in the year 5102

***TECHNICAL NOTE***
This log is actually the combination of two logs from two players, one from Sterruz's player, and one from Iscikella's player. It should be noted, therefore, that in this log the "you" references refer to either of these two characters, as noted in the initial reference.
***END NOTE***

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

[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.
Obvious exits: northeast, northwest, southeast, southwest.

Grand Lord Thurfel just arrived.

Thurfel says, "odd place to rest"

Thurfel says, "but I gather the crabs and monkeys are not keen on this particular spot"

You nod.

You smile.

You cackle!

You stand back up.

You bow to Thurfel.

You say, "I thought you were dead"

You grin at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "this is a pretty spot to picnic"

Thurfel asks, "dead?"

Thurfel says, "hardly"

You chuckle.

Thurfel says, "all nine of them might have a chance, but they are too stupid to work together"

You ask, "So what are you up to m'lord?"

Thurfel says, "walking my island, making sure the liches are quiet"

You grin.

Thurfel says, "it seems they are in hiding, or scheming"

You nod.

Thurfel says, "I shall rid Icemule of them"

You cackle!

Thurfel says, "I just need to find their essences"

Thurfel says, "once I have those"

You say, "I pray that all falls before you"

Thurfel says, "I can control them"

You bow to Thurfel.

Thurfel nods.

Thurfel says, "hunt well"

One of the blue globes winks out.

Thurfel says, "guess I'll have to fix that"

Grand Lord Thurfel just went northwest.


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

***TECHNICAL NOTE***
Picks up shortly after previous log...
***END NOTE***

[Thurfel's Island]
A very large statue of a very squat halfling has been constructed on the tip of the island. It stands upon a pedestal of polished pink coral, and is made completely from eroded chunks of seaglass. In spite of the odd material used to create the artwork, the piece is quite detailed. You also see a bright green monkey and a glittering crystal crab.
Also here: Sterruz, Alyxandrah, Lord Roelon, Grand Lord Thurfel
Obvious paths: south, east, northwest.

Roelon glances at a tattered white scroll.

Roelon raises his white scroll and gestures.
Sparks begin to fly between the white scroll and Roelon's fingers.
With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, the sparks jump into Roelon's hand and he seems to glow with power.

A deep pink monkey scampers in at a reckless tear!

You curtsy to Thurfel.

Roelon gestures.
A sense of peace and calm settles over the area.

A glittering crystal crab twitches and skitters south.

Roelon put a tattered white scroll in his scaled travel pack.

A bright green monkey struts back and forth, screeching a warning!

Thurfel smiles at you.

Roelon tosses back the edges of his hooded cloak and frees himself for action!

A deep pink monkey scampers northwest.

Thurfel says, "good evening dear"

You say, "Good eve, m'lord."

Roelon removes a black dir wood walking stick from in his scaled travel pack.

Alyxandrah says, "I was enjoying watching the crabs show the crocodile who was boss."

Alyxandrah just nudged Roelon.

Roelon says, "Was that or remove the crabs..."

Roelon grins slowly.

Thurfel says, "I have my sentries and mages scouring the area, looking for traces or hints of their presence"

You ask, "How are ye this eve, m'lord?"

Thurfel says, "once I get so much as a hint, I'll give you folks the area to begin the search"

Sterruz chuckles.

Roelon nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "as well as can be expected with an army of liches on my tail."

You grimace.

Alyxandrah leans on Roelon.

You say, "They are not the pleasantest of... creatures."

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel asks, "who is close to Xeldria?"

Roelon glances at Alyxandrah.

Alyxandrah points at Roelon.

Roelon grumbles.

Roelon says, "don' remind me."

Alyxandrah flashes a wide grin.

Roelon taps a black dir wood walking stick proudly upon the floor.

Thurfel says, "perhaps you can persuade her to give me the staff? It will corrupt her over time"

Roelon says, "More like she will corrupt it."

Roelon ponders.

Roelon says, "Ah kin try. But she told me, ye would hae to speak to her again."

Roelon says, "Mah words do nothing anymore."

Thurfel says, "then I shall do that, let her know I will speak with her at her convenience"

Roelon nods.

Thurfel asks, "Any word on the Wizard's Guild?"

You look at Thurfel and shake your head.

Roelon hunches over and rests his overgrown hands on a black dir wood walking stick.

You say, "I did hear Telchor was in the landing."

You say, "Other day."

Roelon nods to you.

You say, "But he wasn't here than I know of."

Roelon says, "Seeking more of those potions."

Thurfel says, "If we do not have a guild soon, the pesky sorcerors will surely gain advantage"

Thurfel nods to Roelon.

Roelon chuckles.

Thurfel says, "they horde magic"

Thurfel says, "they do not share it"

Thurfel says, "they use it for destruction, not wisdom"

You say, "Thurfel, may I ask ye what is likely a not very pertinent question, but I just am curious..."

Thurfel chuckles.

You smile at Thurfel.

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

You say, "Ye know how curious I always am."

Roelon ponders.

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

You ask, "Does Yfa practice magely arts? Or sorcerly arts?"

Thurfel says, "most of the nine are not confined to one school or the other. Neither is Yfa. She is a sorceress at heart, however, truly she is a corrupted bard if you must know."

You ask, "A corrupted bard?"

Thurfel nods.

You chuckle.

You say, "Never pictured her as a storyteller."

You say, "Though..."

You frown.

Thurfel says, "she had a voice that could light candles"

You say, "Oh."

You giggle.

You clasp a hand over your mouth.

You say, "I agree with that."

You nod to Thurfel.

Alyxandrah says, "Sorceress at heart...I never would have guessed."

Roelon nods.

You say, "Sultry."

You nod to Thurfel.

Alyxandrah stares off into space.

Roelon shifts his weight.

You say, "She was here the other night."

You frown.

Roelon chuckles.

You ask, "Did yer sentries tell ye?"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

You say, "She was most... unpleasant."

You shudder.

Aranrhod's group just arrived.

Thurfel says, "I was informed, she always is these days"

Thurfel says, "its the influence of the nine"

You say, "She has a shield... of fused halfling skulls."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Thurfel says, "that's wrong"

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

You nod to Thurfel.

You say, "Very."

Thurfel says, "and unkind"

Thurfel nods to Achillea.

Aranrhod asks, "Thurfel...can I ask you something?"

Thurfel nods to Aranrhod.

You say, "She said she intended to... beg pardon for even repeating, m'lord... but she intended to ram it into yer skull."

Achillea asks, "you are a left handed firemage?"

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Thurfel chuckles.

Thurfel says, "she can try"

Aranrhod asks, "The liches have a way to possess anyone they wish right?"

Thurfel looks over at Achillea and shakes his head.

Thurfel says, "doesn't matter what hand I hold things in"

Thurfel says, "well, no"

Roelon grins.

Thurfel says, "they can't possess anybody they wish"

Aranrhod raises an eyebrow in Thurfel's direction.

Thurfel says, "they can bend them to their will to some degree"

Thurfel says, "but it is not permanent"

Aranrhod asks, "Kill them and try to take their souls?"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel. "I am very glad to see ye m'lord. Was worried after saw Yfa about."

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You say, "Ah..."

Thurfel whispers, "and I to see you"

You nod.

Sterruz gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Achillea asks, "why do they not accept willing servants? would ye know?"

Thurfel says, "that they could do"

Achillea peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Roelon ponders.

Aranrhod sighs softly.

Aranrhod nods to Thurfel.

Roelon chuckles.

Thurfel says, "willing servants are not the same as bound servants"

Roelon nods to Aranrhod.

Thurfel says, "willing servants turn on you"

Aranrhod says, "I am not willing"

Aranrhod says, "But they did so to me"

Tzuriz rubs Aranrhod gently.

Aranrhod says, "Or tried"

Achillea says, "ah so that is the reason then"

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

Thurfel nods to Achillea.

Aranrhod glances at Achillea.

Achillea peers quizzically at Aranrhod.

Aranrhod looks rather confused.

Arimantis just arrived.

Roelon grins.

Arimantis glances at Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "Maybe talking about two things here"

Renowned Lady Skyfawn just arrived.

Thurfel smirks.

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Alyxandrah smiles.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I hope the ora serpent is safe, m'lord? She was trying to get such information out of me, but I told her nothing."

Achillea asks, "well what? you rather they steal you against your will?"

Alyxandrah just hugged Skyfawn.

Achillea peers quizzically at Aranrhod.

Skyfawn just hugged Alyxandrah.

Aranrhod exclaims, "No!"

Aranrhod exclaims, "Not at all!"

Thurfel whispers, "very safe"

Aranrhod stares at Achillea.

Arimantis ponders.

You smile at Thurfel.

A shimmering wave of heat sighs up from the earth then is blown away by a sudden breeze.

Aranrhod says, "I was not willing"

Arimantis gazes up into the heavens.

Aranrhod grumbles.

Thurfel asks, "is there any other news I should know of?"

Achillea says, "I'd offer my aid but seems it is not needed"

Roelon grumbles.

Achillea nods to Aranrhod.

Roelon hunches over and rests his overgrown hands on a black dir wood walking stick.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Though I did foolishly let her know spider webs disturb me. Sometimes I do have to be more careful what I say."

You sigh.

Achillea glances at Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "Yes...the world has stopped turning and it rains blood...other than that...go back to building"

Aranrhod sighs.

Arimantis says, "I have been lookin for a stonecutter.. but haven't seen hardly a single dwarf, never mind one skilled in carvin"

Tzuriz says, "aye, Achillea wanted to know about being a willing servant, while you Aranrhod inquired about being having your soul threatened against your will...to clear the confusion"

Aranrhod says, "I am sorry"

Achillea mutters something about traitors.

Thurfel asks, "I would, you found me a stoneworker?"

(Aranrhod rubs her temples)

Roelon grins.

You say, "Well, the essence in Vonka was acting up last night."

Thurfel asks, "to what degree?"

Sterruz rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Aranrhod nods to Tzuriz.

You say, "It..."

You fidget.

Aranrhod says, "We are going to have a lich circus"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You say, "Told her apparently had a use for her."

Aranrhod says, "Vonka thinks"

Roelon starts chortling.

You nod to Thurfel.

Arimantis paces back and forth.

Aranrhod leans on Roelon.

You say, "And then it... turned her Lorminstra key symbol... blood red."

You shudder.

Achillea smirks.

You say, "But Kadesha prayed over it."

Aranrhod pushes on Roelon without much success.

Roelon grins.

You say, "And Lorminstra restored it."

Achillea glances at you.

You say, "But the essence gave Vonka a rash."

Achillea sneers.

Aranrhod smiles at Achillea.

You say, "And made her hair fall out."

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "or the essence wished it to appear that way"

Thurfel chuckles.

You ask, "Appear that it was restored, ye mean?"

Thurfel says, "folks who think their gods are listening, are far easier prey"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Thurfel nods to you.

Aranrhod asks, "So...how much is power and how much is illusion?"

You say, "ah..."

Roelon grins.

Arimantis ponders.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Aranrhod stares at Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "My goddess listens"

Aranrhod traces the lines of her circles mark.

Arimantis asks, "An.. what makes ya think they don listen?"

Thurfel says, "that is the question exactly Aranrhod"

Thurfel says, "exactly"

Sterruz says, "I don't believe in dark or light gods. That way I'm never disappointed."

Sterruz chuckles.

Achillea says, "as does mine, traitor"

Aranrhod says, "I know"

Aranrhod grins at Thurfel.

Achillea glances at Thurfel.

Roelon snorts.

Tzuriz grins at Sterruz.

Thurfel says, "the liches bend things to their advantage"

You say, "I expect from Lumnis... subtle guidance. Not... overt guidance."

Thurfel says, "they cajole, whisper, taunt, beg"

Arimantis says, "I have seen with my own eyes, an have no doubt at all that they watch an listen"

You say, "My beliefs are kind of different."

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

Thurfel says, "you never know what is real and what is simply guise"

Aranrhod says, "Try to befriend also"

Aranrhod nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "they are simply evil"

Vonka just arrived.

Vonka blinks.

Roelon leans on Vonka.

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "regardless of what they would have you believe"

Aranrhod just tried to pull Vonka towards her!

Thurfel smiles at Vonka.

Achillea just kissed Vonka on the cheek.

Arimantis says, "They usually jus try ta kill me.. guess they don wanna be my friend"

Vonka gulps.

Arimantis nods to Aranrhod.

You say, "Like Elymir with his teachings."

Achillea says, "Hello Vonka"

You nod to Thurfel.

Vonka glances at Achillea.

Aranrhod rubs Arimantis gently.

Tzuriz grins at Arimantis.

Aranrhod says, "If they only liked cookies"

Vonka nods to Achillea.

Aranrhod nods to Arimantis.

Thurfel chuckles.

Arimantis chuckles.

Vonka moves to stand behind Roelon.

Thurfel says, "if they are made from the flesh of halflings, they might"

Aranrhod nods to Vonka.

Arimantis says, "Then.. they would probably steal my stash after they killed me"

Alyxandrah just arrived.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I wish I could be of more help, m'lord. I have searched for a stonecutter and found none."

Arimantis glances at something inside a night black spidersilk vestment.

Arimantis shudders.

Vonka cocks her head.

Aranrhod says, "You do not"

Thurfel frowns at you.

Achillea begins chuckling at Arimantis.

Tzuriz grins at Arimantis.

Vonka asks, "Dey migh' like cookies?"

Tzuriz smiles.

Thurfel says, "surely there is one stonecutter in all of Icemule"

Roelon grins.

Aranrhod rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Roelon says, "Ice Sculpters.."

You say, "We keep asking about, m'lord."

Roelon starts chortling.

Arimantis says, "I have been lookin.. haven't seen a one"

Roelon asks, "Stone?"

Roelon ponders.

You say, "The town merchants won't help ye as ye know."

Arimantis nods to you.

You say, "So must be a traveling merchant."

Roelon says, "Perhaps one should travel to Zul Logoth."

Thurfel nods to Alyxandrah.

Aranrhod asks, "Would not metal workers be able to help you somewhat?"

Roelon says, "Dwarves there need to work with stone."

Thurfel says, "they might"

Thurfel nods to Aranrhod.

Achillea says, "seems nobody will trust a traitor like you, Thurfel"

Achillea smirks.

Arimantis says, "Seems all the dwarves are off practicin for that ale festival comin up"

Arimantis stares off into space.

Thurfel asks, "traitor?"

You glare at Achillea.

Achillea says, "except, Iscikella"

Aranrhod says, "They should know the stoneworkers at the very least"

You scoff at Achillea.

Vonka wrinkles her nose.

Achillea says, "yes, traitor"

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel asks, "did you wish to clarify your statement?"

You say, "She is Luukosian, m'lord."

Achillea says, "but my master will deal with the likes of one as you, whether you wish to believe or not"

You sigh.

You shake your head.

Sterruz groans.

Arimantis glances at Achillea.

Arimantis smirks.

Roelon starts chortling.

You shake your head, clucking your tongue.

Thurfel says, "your master is silent"

Vonka cocks her head at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "yet I am here, he is hardly doing anything to further Icemule"

Achillea says, "so you think"

Thurfel says, "while I have lofty goals"

Aranrhod snickers.

Iscikella smiles softly at Thurfel.

Aranrhod clasps her hand over her mouth.

Achillea asks, "what sort of lofty goals?"

Vonka says, "Milord... when yer come outer te tomb, yer were sorter mean, like de lichs."

Thurfel nods to Vonka.

Vonka asks, "But yer change yer min'... how comes?"

Thurfel says, "somebody please fill her in on my goals"

You think to yourself, "I wish others would try and see a bit of what I see in him. But I suppose that is asking too much."

Thurfel nods to Arimantis.

Alyxandrah smiles at Vonka.

Aranrhod says, "You want power"

Alyxandrah winks at Vonka.

Thurfel says, "to some degree yes"

Aranrhod says, "All wizards want power"

Thurfel says, "I do want power"

Achillea asks, "the ones you speak of? or the ones you truly hold?"

Aranrhod says, "Bottom line"

Thurfel says, "I will not lie"

Aranrhod nods.

You say, "He wants to make the town a center of magic."

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "magic is..."

Thurfel says, "hmm"

Thurfel says, "enticing"

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

Aranrhod nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "so to deny that would be to lie"

Alyxandrah nods.

You say, "To build a wizards' guild that would be the envy of other towns."

Arimantis says, "You want to make Mule a more powerful city.."

Aranrhod says, "I understand...may not agree...but understand"

Thurfel says, "but I do wish our city to be looked at not as the stepchild"

Thurfel says, "but as the city"

You nod to Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "But we look at it as that"

You say, "As do I, m'lord."

Aranrhod smiles at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "we are but a city of cast offs and neer do wells"

Aranrhod says, "Already"

You say, "Most heartily."

Aranrhod says, "I do"

Thurfel says, "folks turn their noses down at us"

Vonka furrows her brow.

Arimantis says, "Speak fer yerself"

Achillea says, "you should feel at home here then"

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "Teras, high and mighty"

Arimantis winks at Thurfel.

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

You say, "Unfortunately true."

You nod to Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "I do not think I am a cast off or neer do well"

Aranrhod scoffs.

Thurfel says, "she has insulted me"

Thurfel says, "twice"

Thurfel chuckles.

Thurfel says, "fair warning"

Roelon ponders.

Thurfel says, "do so again at your own risk woman"

You clear your throat.

Alyxandrah rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Roelon ponders.

Arimantis says, "Ronan kicked her outa his altar.. she is used ta bein sent away"

Arimantis nods to Thurfel.

You say, "I wouldn't do it again, Achillea."

Arimantis coughs.

Achillea says, "nary the insult you will see when your betrayal is avenged"

You look at Achillea and shake your head.

You chuckle at Arimantis.

Roelon glances at Achillea.

Thurfel says, "I did not come here to argue or debate"

You say, "That's true enough."

Thurfel says, "please, do not force my hand"

Zacciwie fades into visibility.

Aranrhod says, "You insulted us...exchange at least one"

Aranrhod nods to Thurfel.

Roelon moves to stand behind Alyxandrah.

Roelon whistles tunelessly to himself.

Achillea says, "and Luukos appeared there after, didn't he, Arimantis"

Roelon hunches over and rests his overgrown hands on a black dir wood walking stick.

Alyxandrah stares off into space.

You say, "He didn't insult us, Aran."

You shake your head.

Aranrhod says, "Cast off and neer do wells"

Aranrhod says, "I am not"

Aranrhod nods to you.

Vonka furrows her brow.

You say, "That is what outsiders think of IceMule."

Alyxandrah says, "Sheka is."

Arimantis says, "Cept.. I have a feelin Thurfel wouldn't send ya someplace as enjoyable to ya as he did"

Alyxandrah says, "So he was speaking truth."

Alyxandrah nods to Aranrhod.

You say, "Has always been."

Thurfel says, "I was speaking of the perception of our town"

Arimantis nods to you.

Alyxandrah giggles.

Aranrhod says, "As long as we do not think that"

You say, "Perception."

Aranrhod asks, "Why do we care?"

Aranrhod flails her arms about.

Vonka grins at Aranrhod.

You say, "Because no one likes to be viewed that way."

Thurfel says, "it is hard to generate serious commerce"

Aranrhod says, "I know how I am"

Aranrhod nods.

Thurfel says, "if the merchants of the lands looks at us as a last resort"

Achillea says, "well when a mass murdering arsonist seeks to claim he wishes to build the town up, it does damage the public image"

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

Vonka sighs.

Alyxandrah gazes up into the heavens.

Zacciwie says, "Leading town in tart making"

Aranrhod says, "I only covered one insult"

Aranrhod glances at Achillea.

Alyxandrah leans on Zacciwie.

You scowl at Achillea.

Arimantis says, "What I care bout.. is that our town, an us, get the respect we deserve. An that the town is standin long enough ta get it"

Vonka asks, "Luukos be twitchin' yer strings, ain' 'e?"

Vonka cocks her head at Achillea.

Alyxandrah asks, "How are the poachers coming along?"

Alyxandrah grins at Zacciwie.

You say, "Would seem so."

Roelon grumbles.

Vonka says, "Acos yer ain' userally dis rude."

Thurfel says, "Tarts are not blacksmiths or guilds"

Arimantis nods to Thurfel.

Zacciwie says, "But just as good"

Sterruz tilts his rolaren waraxe side to side, making the light play off it.

Aranrhod asks, "So you think talking to a metalsmith would be helpful?"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "The vessels, m'lord, there will be only eight since one broke? Or ye expect is still nine?"

Achillea asks, "why would anyone wish to invest in growth here when their businesses might all get burnt down next time Thurfel has a tantrum?"

Arimantis says, "A blacksmith would surely be a welcome sight here, specially now"

Aranrhod says, "I know of no other stone masons here"

Thurfel says, "perhaps, they might not be delicate enough to deal with obsidian, but I may not have a choice"

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

Zacciwie says, "The sorcerer guild is all this town needs"

Aranrhod says, "So the weapon shop might be a good place to look"

Aranrhod nods.

Thurfel whispers, "if I can find eight, I'll be thrilled"

Alyxandrah beams!

You blink at Zacciwie.

Aranrhod says, "Umm"

Aranrhod says, "No"

Alyxandrah says, "With all that we learn there."

Aranrhod grins at Zacciwie.

Arimantis says, "There must be somone carving the altars in the new wing of the temple.. but who that might be, I gots no idea"

Alyxandrah stares off into space.

Aranrhod exclaims, "Sniffberry!"

Aranrhod says, "He would know"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I have been looking, but haven't found anything which even seemed remotely a possibility of being one."

Aranrhod nods to Arimantis.

Thurfel nods to you.

Arimantis asks, "Sniffberry carving the altars?"

Arimantis works his fingers under his leather hat and scratches his head.

Arimantis gazes up into the heavens.

Vonka fidgets.

Achillea smiles at you.

Aranrhod says, "He hired them"

Arimantis ponders.

Aranrhod says, "We could just go ask them"

Thurfel asks, "Sniffberry?"

Achillea asks, "whispering more sweet empty promises to ye is he, Isci?"

Alyxandrah just went south.

Zacciwie says, "The pawnshop owner"

You say, "The pawnshoppe proprietor."

You nod to Thurfel.

Arimantis says, "Runs the local pawnshop"

Thurfel glances at Achillea.

Thurfel says, "she is misguided, isn't she"

You say, "Strange little fellow."

Arimantis nods to Thurfel.

Roelon ponders.

Roelon hunches over and rests his overgrown hands on a black dir wood walking stick.

Alyxandrah's group just arrived.

Vonka says, "Mebber we oughter go talk ter 'im wit'out Thurfel."

Alyxandrah grins at Sheka.

Sheka swears fluidly and vividly at Alyxandrah.

Sheka snickers.

Vonka glances at Thurfel.

Roelon groans.

You ask, "Talk to who?"

Aranrhod says, "No"

Vonka says, "No disrespeck, Milord."

You cock your head at Vonka.

Vonka curtsies to Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "They are all halflings"

Vonka says, "Sniffberry."

Roelon tightens his grip on his wood walking stick and glances over at Sheka.

Aranrhod says, "Might be better"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Sheka sneers at Roelon.

Thurfel says, "some folks aren't always happy to see me, I understand"

Aranrhod sighs.

Alyxandrah frowns.

You say, "And, m'lord, any like Achillea is always misguided."

Vonka says, "Acos de las' time Thurfel talked ter sommun wit' a shop, it didn' go well."

You nod to Thurfel.

You glance at Achillea.

Sheka says, "Good evening"

Sheka nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "I was polite"

Vonka nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "they were the rude ones"

Thurfel says, "quite rude"

Vonka says, "Aye, but he weren'."

Achillea asks, "ye forget whom Thurfel also served, Iscikella?"

Vonka nods to Thurfel.

Tzuriz leans on his axe.

Arimantis says, "Hmm.. seein as how Sniffberry is in the process of hirin peoples to clean up that unfortunate fire.."

Arimantis coughs.

Thurfel says, "my past is my past"

Thurfel says, "I can't deny it"

Vonka says, "An' we migh' fin' out more iffin we jus' asks by ourselfs."

Roelon grins.

Aranrhod asks, "Served in past tense or present tense?"

Aranrhod rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Achillea says, "he seems to maintain his fondness for serpentine things"

Thurfel says, "and evidently some will never forgive it"

Achillea asks, "owes Amasalen a little favor?"

Aranrhod says, "I will admit"

Achillea smiles at Thurfel.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "People can be harsh, m'lord. It is a sad thing, but often true."

Aranrhod says, "I thought you should have paid to have the shops repaired"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Vonka curtsies to Thurfel.

Achillea says, "perhaps when the nine destroy ye the debt will be paid"

Achillea nods to Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "Would show a little more faith"

Vonka says, "No disrespeck, Milord."

You say, "I think Sniffberry enjoyed holding the auction though, Aran."

You chuckle.

Roelon grins.

You say, "Strange little man."

Aranrhod says, "Yeah"

You shake your head.

Aslakian glances at Thurfel.

Sterruz chuckles.

Aranrhod says, "He makes three million"

Alyxandrah glances at Aslakian.

Zacciwie says, "Urp"

You blink.

Arimantis says, "Can't think of anyone who's temper hasn't gotten the better of em at least once. Course.. not everyone kin start fires with thier fingertips, but still.."

Vonka gasps.

Alyxandrah's face turns slightly pale.

You exclaim, "OH!"

Arimantis glances at Aslakian.

Aslakian asks, "Out again?"

Vonka's face turns slightly pale.

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Achillea smiles at Aslakian.

Aranrhod says, "Pays the halflings one million"

Arimantis grumbles.

Aranrhod glances at Aslakian.

Roelon hisses at Aslakian.

Thurfel says, "get off my island"

You cower away from Aslakian.

Sheka says, "I think he has other matters to contend with than some mere burnt shells of businesses which are in a bad section of town anyway."

Thurfel says, "now"

Roelon asks, "don' ye learn?"

Sheka waves a hand at Aranrhod, dismissing her indifferently.

Vonka trembles.

Achillea says, "perhaps the nine will destroy you now even"

Roelon waves a hand at Aslakian, dismissing him indifferently.

Achillea grins at Thurfel.

Aslakian says, "You really should be in the zoo Thurfel, not on it."

Roelon tightens his grip on his wood walking stick and glances over at Aslakian.

Thurfel says, "I will only warn you once"

Aslakian says, "Behind a cage is more suited to you."

You glare at Aslakian.

Sheka glances at Aslakian.

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

Thurfel says, "leave or I shall turn you to dust"

Achillea curtsies to Aslakian.

A roaring ball of fire streaks through the air and strikes Sheka!
... 40 points of damage!
Head reduced to a charred stump.
* Sheka drops dead at your feet!

Roelon lets out a cheer!

Zacciwie says, "Hehe"

Alyxandrah blinks.

Vonka shrieks!

Aslakian says, "Don't glance at me."

The ghostly laughter of Sheka echoes through the room, sending a shiver down your spine.

Vonka exclaims, "Sheka!"

Aranrhod says, "Behind a gate is more suited to you"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Alyxandrah put a mithglin falchion in her black brocade thigh-sheath.
Alyxandrah just opened an ebon silk gem pouch.
Alyxandrah removes a flame-shaped red glaes flask from in her silk gem pouch.

You cough.

Alyxandrah rubs her chin thoughtfully.

You put a razor-sharp rolaren falchion in your tooled-leather harness.

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka ask, "And this proves what. lich?"

Roelon gives Sheka a little prod between the shoulder blades.

You remove a pale purple glaes flask from in your spidersilk skirt.

Thurfel raises his arms to the sky.

Roelon nods.

Alyxandrah forces Sheka's mouth open, and pours in a small amount from her red glaes flask.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Sheka, then fades into the body.

Aranrhod mutters ebon_gate.

Sheka gives a ghostly chuckle.

A roaring ball of fire streaks through the air and strikes Roelon!
... 40 points of damage!
Head reduced to a charred stump.
* Roelon drops dead at your feet!

Alyxandrah's jaw drops.

Zacciwie says, "Ick"

Alyxandrah falls to the ground!
Tzuriz falls to the ground!
Tirzahla falls to the ground!
Achillea falls to the ground!
Aslakian falls to the ground!
Aranrhod falls to the ground!
Thurfel falls to the ground!
Skyfawn falls to the ground!
The ground beneath you violently shakes and rumbles causing you to fall down!
Sterruz falls to the ground!
Zacciwie falls to the ground!
Arimantis falls to the ground!
Vonka falls to the ground!

Roelon gives a ghostly chuckle.

Aslakian says, "Do not even try to help her."

Zacciwie says, "Ugh"

You exclaim, "Oh!"

Vonka whimpers.

Tzuriz stands up.
Aranrhod stands up.
Arimantis stands up.
Tirzahla stands up.
Alyxandrah stands up.
Sterruz stands up.
Skyfawn stands up.

Arimantis glances at Sheka.

Thurfel stands up.
Zacciwie stands up.
Achillea stands up.

You hear the ghostly voice of Roelon say, "Aslakian, ye rolton of a fool."

Vonka moves to a kneeling position.

Aranrhod reaches down and tenderly cradles Roelon's lifeless hand in hers.

Alyxandrah put a flame-shaped red glaes flask in her silk gem pouch.

A roaring ball of fire streaks through the air and strikes Arimantis!
... 50 points of damage!
Head explodes, splattering sizzling bits of flesh and bone everywhere.
* Arimantis drops dead at your feet!

You hear the ghostly voice of Roelon exclaim, "Ah was enjoyin' her death!"

Thurfel says, "I shall open the island beneath you worm"

Alyxandrah's face turns slightly pale.

Aranrhod reaches down and tenderly cradles Arimantis's lifeless hand in hers.

Vonka wrings her hands.

The spirit of Arimantis mutters, complaining bitterly about his state of affairs.

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka ask, "this is how you prove your power, lich?"

You stand back up.

The ghostly laughter of Sheka echoes through the room, sending a shiver down your spine.

Aslakian says, "'Just a little preview for you Thurfel."

You shiver.

Thurfel put a ruby-hilted rolaren longsword in his dark leather satchel.

Achillea gestures at Arimantis.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Arimantis, then fades into the body.

Thurfel removes a pearlescent abalone sceptre from in his dark leather satchel.

Alyxandrah glances at Aslakian.

Aslakian says, "The fate of your so-called, 'followers"."

Aslakian scowls.

Achillea gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Achillea gestures at Roelon.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Roelon, then fades into the body.

You force Arimantis's mouth open, and pour in a small amount from your purple glaes flask.
You hear a gentle voice whisper to you, "The soul of Arimantis is already bound by the web of PRESERVATION, my child."

Thurfel says, "they are innocent"

Vonka put a gold-hilted silvery rolaren falchion in her spidersilk cloak.
Vonka removes a gingerbread soldier cookie from in her spidersilk cloak.

You hear the ghostly voice of Arimantis say, "Bah... actually tried ta help Sheka an look what happens. Guess I won be doin that again"

Thurfel says, "leave them alone you twisted soul"

The lich gestures at Vonka. Vonka begins to flicker and fade, a look of agony etched upon her face. A moment later, she simply winks out of sight.

Aslakian laughs!

Alyxandrah gasps.

Alyxandrah exclaims, "Vonka!"

Aranrhod blinks.

Zacciwie begins to twitch.

An unsettling groan comes from the spirit of Roelon.

Aranrhod exclaims, "Vonka!"

Achillea begins chuckling at Aslakian.

Thurfel waves his abalone sceptre at Aslakian!
The very ground itself comes alive, the dirt and stones at your feet exploding upward. The debris continues to erupt, until vision is completely obscured. Thunder booms overhead, and a several forked lightning bolts assault the area. Finally, the chaos subsides, but Aslakian is gone.
Aslakian just vanished.

Alyxandrah sighs.

You mutter something inaudible.

Aranrhod mutters under her breath.

You say, "Such a foul wretch."

Sheka gives a ghostly chuckle.

Thurfel says, "he shall be buried under a ton of soil and shells."

You ask, "Is everyone lk'd?"

You nod to Thurfel.

An unsettling groan comes from the spirit of Roelon.

Achillea glowers darkly at Thurfel.

Tzuriz rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka ask, "Hasn't he been already?"

High Lord Deathsaver's group just arrived.

Aranrhod asks, "Anyone know where Vonka is?"

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka say, "Redundancy doesn't become you Thurfel."

Zacciwie says, "Couldn't locate her"

You concentrate on the Locate Person spell...
You gesture into the air.
Some unseen force is preventing you from doing that.

Achillea says, "perhaps had ye not betrayed them before hed not seek your death now"

Aranrhod sighs.

Thurfel says, "I can not slay them for good, without the staff"

You hear the ghostly voice of Arimantis say, "Hmm.. not gonna tunnel up likes a roa'ter is he.. I hates them worms almost as much as I hates liches"

Thurfel says, "or their vessels"

Roelon's body jerks and trembles involuntarily, his muscles no longer controlled by his brain.

You say, "She is in a temporal rift, I warrant."

Thurfel looks over at Arimantis and shakes his head.

Achillea glares at Thurfel.

Aranrhod rubs Roelon gently.

Aranrhod says, "You are just too tall"

Aranrhod nods to Roelon.

Roelon gives a ghostly chuckle.

Thurfel asks, "is there help on the way?"

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka say, "It is amusing watchnig Roelon in such pain...even in death"

Deathsaver says, "I came to help"

You hear the ghostly voice of Roelon say, "To think, that lich thought ah was helping Sheka.."

The ghostly laughter of Sheka echoes through the room, sending a shiver down your spine.

You put a pale purple glaes flask in your spidersilk skirt.

You say, "I will net"

You rub a crystal amulet.
You feel your mind open up to the world around you.

Alyxandrah says, "The sooner you can tell us a general location of the vessels, my lord, the sooner we can begin searching for them."

Arimantis gives a ghostly chuckle.

Thurfel nods to Alyxandrah.

Aranrhod says, "Must have saw the ice sculpture"

Aranrhod stares off into space.

Thurfel says, "the moment I have information"

Thurfel says, "I will share it"

You hear your own faint thoughts echoing in your head:
"We need some clerics to the statue on Thurfel's Island please."

Sterruz just went east.

You hear the ghostly voice of Roelon say, "Hush, ye worthless pile of compost."

Alyxandrah nods to Thurfel.

Kymbers gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Kymbers gestures at Arimantis.
Nothing happens.

Roelon's body jerks and trembles involuntarily, his muscles no longer controlled by his brain.

Alyxandrah says, "I do not doubt that."

You take a quick appraisal of Arimantis and find that he has severe head trauma and bleeding from the ears.
He is also quite dead.

Aranrhod rubs Roelon gently.

Alyxandrah glances at Roelon.

You meditate over Arimantis.
Arimantis's head damage is transferred to you.

You hear the ghostly voice of Arimantis say, "Likes I said.. this what I get for tryin ta lifekeep the lil wench"

You ask, "Why is it always the head?"

You flail your arms about.

You concentrate on the Head Repair spell...
You concentrate.
Your head feels better.

Kymbers gestures at Arimantis.
A silvery translucent thread extends from Kymbers encompassing Arimantis's corpse.

You concentrate on the Head Repair spell...
You concentrate.
Your head feels better.

Alyxandrah says, "To make it that much easier."

You concentrate on the Head Repair spell...
You concentrate.
Your head feels better.

Alyxandrah faces you, closes her eyes and begins chanting. Suddenly, a small bolt of energy arcs between the two of you. You gain 50 mana points!
Alyxandrah opens her eyes, looking slightly drained.

Aranrhod asks, "No more empaths?"

Thurfel says, "I must tend to the keep, I will try to remain alert to danger to the town"

Deathsaver nods.

Aranrhod raises an eyebrow in Thurfel's direction.

Deathsaver meditates over Roelon.
Deathsaver takes Roelon's head damage.

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka ask, "Am I kept or shall I rot here?"

Skyfawn meditates over Roelon.
Skyfawn takes all of Roelon's blood loss.

Deathsaver meditates over Roelon.
Nothing happens.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "My lord, I am pleased ye are well."

Roelon gives a ghostly chuckle.

Alyxandrah says, "I kept you."

Alyxandrah waves a hand at Sheka, dismissing her indifferently.

Skyfawn sighs.

You take a quick appraisal of Roelon and find that he has no apparent injuries.
He is also quite dead.

A cricket chirps quietly from inside an ebon silk gem pouch.

Achillea says, "have a nice last days of your life, Thurfel"

You take a quick appraisal of Sheka and find that she has severe head trauma and bleeding from the ears.
She is also quite dead.

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka say, "Good Princess"

You meditate over Sheka.
Sheka's head damage is transferred to you.

Sheka gives a ghostly chuckle.

Thurfel whispers, "I am not pleased the liches are free"

Kymbers gestures at Arimantis.
Kymbers suddenly looks very drained.
A bolt of soft white light streaks down from the sky bathing Arimantis in it.
A brilliant glow forms around Arimantis, lingers for a moment, and finally fades. Arimantis awakens looking somewhat confused and seriously drained.

Aranrhod says, "We expect you to keep your promises if you mean for us to follow you"

Aranrhod nods to Thurfel.

Deathsaver gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Deathsaver gestures.
Deathsaver's head looks better.

You hear the faint thoughts of Myrefalcon echo in your mind:
"...I don't think they can fog to ya Iscikella at yer curreent location"

Sterruz just arrived.

Thurfel nods to Aranrhod.

Lady Tirzahla just went northwest.

Deathsaver gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Deathsaver gestures.
Deathsaver's head looks better.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I am not pleased by that either."

Thurfel says, "I don't wish anybody to follow me"

Achillea asks, "Thurfel? keep a promise?"

You concentrate on the Head Repair spell...
You concentrate.
Your head feels better.

Deathsaver gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Deathsaver gestures.
Deathsaver's head looks better.

Achillea smirks.

Aranrhod asks, "Do you not?"

You concentrate on the Head Repair spell...
You concentrate.
Your head feels better.

Leastath just arrived.

Leastath gasps.

You concentrate on the Head Repair spell...
You concentrate.
Your head feels better.

Thurfel says, "I simply wish what is best for town"

Achillea gestures at Arimantis.
A brilliant shaft of pure white light suddenly surrounds Arimantis.

Deathsaver gestures.
Deathsaver's head looks better.

Roelon's body jerks and trembles involuntarily, his muscles no longer controlled by his brain.

You hear your own faint thoughts echoing in your head:
"Cannot fog to the Island Myre."

Deathsaver asks, "Who killed all of you?"

Thurfel says, "I am no better than anybody else"

Aranrhod says, "Then they will have to follow you"

Aranrhod nods.

Arimantis says, "I will be lookin for a stonecutter.. hopefully one skilled enough comes soon"

Aranrhod says, "For now"

You hear your own faint thoughts echoing in your head:
"But nae need. We have some folks here."

Achillea says, "ye wish what is best for Thurfel, but ye forsook that when ya became a traitor"

Aranrhod says, "Do not betray them"

Thurfel says, "please, a stonecutter is badly needed"

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka say, "Roelon in convulsions."

Thurfel nods.

The ghostly laughter of Sheka echoes through the room, sending a shiver down your spine.

You see Grand Lord Thurfel Morpholik the Halfling Wizard.
He appears to be in his 150'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 and a small coral shield in his left hand.
He is wearing a supple grey leather pouch, a dark leather satchel clasped with a crimson crab, some very scorched robes, a singed crabshell pouch, and an amber serpent earcuff.

Thurfel says, "I shall see you all soon"

Arimantis just hugged Kymbers.

You hear the ghostly voice of Sheka say, "Sush a sight to see"

Achillea glares at Thurfel.

Aranrhod says, "I have made my suggestions"

Kymbers just hugged Arimantis.

You curtsy to Thurfel.

Achillea faces Arimantis, closes her eyes and begins chanting. Suddenly, a small bolt of energy arcs between them!
Achillea opens her eyes, looking slightly drained.

Aranrhod kneels down.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Please be wary, m'lord."

Aranrhod rubs Roelon gently.

Arimantis gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Arimantis gestures at Roelon.
A silvery translucent thread extends from Arimantis encompassing Roelon's corpse.

Aranrhod stands up.

Thurfel gestures at the sand.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I fear so much when the liches come after ye."

(Aranrhod looks at the sand)

Skyfawn curtsies to Thurfel.

Arimantis begins a careful examination of Roelon -- he takes his pulse, checks his temperature, and checks for broken bones or any other ailments.

The sand rises up in a spiral, enveloping the mage.



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