Three of Nine
Restday, day 10 of the month Charlatos in the year 5102

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

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

[Hall of the Mind]
An aura of tranquility sits over the room. Stars twinkle on the south wall, comforting as they sparkle in the blackness, while the north wall glows a pearlescent grey the color of the moon behind mist. A black altar sits before the starry sky, and a grey altar seems to fade out of the misty wall.
Also in the room: Lady Ilvane who is seated, Lady Miralissa who is kneeling, Aranrhod who is seated, Tzuriz who is kneeling, Lord Tjaran who is seated, Achillea
Obvious exits: southwest, up.

You say, "The commands for the pieces of the service will be OBVIOUS within the sentences I say. Please follow closely."

(Iscikella faces the grey altar of Lumnis)

You remove some delicate ivory prayer beads from in your white leather satchel.

Ilvane shifts her weight.

You recite:
"All KNEEL before Her GREY ALTAR."

Tjaran kneels down.
You kneel down.

You recite:
"PRAY at the GREY ALTAR of She Who is All-Wise."

You murmur some prayers under your breath.
Tjaran continues to beseech the gods for mercy and guidance.

Aranrhod stands in front of a grey altar.
Aranrhod kneels down.

Miralissa continues to beseech the gods for mercy and guidance.

Ilvane closes her eyes for a moment.

You recite:
"With all due reverence, TOUCH Her GREY ALTAR with me so that you may feel the power of the Wise Goddess."

Tzuriz kneels down.

You reach out and touch a grey altar.
Tjaran just touched a grey altar.
Miralissa just touched a grey altar.

You recite:
"All MEDITATE on the Goddess' Wisdom."

You begin to meditate on your lot in life.
Only a Cleric can gain true benefits from meditating.

A faint, flickering light emanates from a snow white beeswax candle, warming the room with its glow.

Aranrhod places her hand on her Lumnis statue.

Miralissa closes her eyes for a moment.

You recite:
"In love and devotion, TOUCH the NORTH WALL wherein stands the effigy of the Wise One."

You reach out and touch the north wall.
Tjaran just touched the north wall.
Miralissa just touched the north wall.

(Iscikella prostrates herself before the altar of Lumnis.)

You recite:
"Remain kneeling while I rise to intone Her special prayer."

You stand back up.

You recite:
"Listen and join in within your hearts while I intone Her prayer."

You hear someone mutter holdbackfoot.

You reach out and touch a multi-gemmed quintuple ring medallion.

(Aranrhod glances at the shawdows out of the corner of her eyes before focusing back on Iscikella)

Iscikella smiles as she claps her hands together once setting a shimmering phantom of five conjoined colored circles, the symbol of Lumnis, into the air where it hangs a moment before fading in a silvery haze

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

You gaze heavenward.

(Iscikella raises her arms heavenward)

You recite:
"I beseech thee, O great Goddess Lumnis
Succor and instruct me, thy servant.
Provide me thy wisdom,
Teach me thy ways,
Counsel me in thy care."

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

You say, "I have several additional prayers this night..."

Someone just snuffed out a snow white beeswax candle.

Leastath just arrived.

You gaze heavenward.

Leastath kneels down.

Ilvane lights the beeswax candle, which flickers and begins to burn.

Achillea gazes heavenward.

You recite:
"Wise Lady, give us guidance in seeking the weakness of the Nine."

Achillea laughs!

Aranrhod asks, "Can you pretend you are out of your naps at least?"

Aranrhod says, "Sorry Iscikella"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Leastath sits up.

You recite:
"Let us be able to use knowledge gained of them to turn on them."

Achillea nods to Leastath in greeting.

Leastath smiles at Achillea.

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Ilvane trembles as if a cold chill just ran up her spine.

You recite:
"I also ask ye grant to Lord Thurfel the knowledge of where to procure the services of a reliable stonecutter."

Ilvane flinches.

Ilvane shivers.

Opalina rubs Ilvane gently.

You hear someone snicker.

Ilvane says, "It is cold in here tonight.."

Ilvane is hugging herself.

You recite:
"So he might finish his construct and use it against the liches."

Aranrhod glances at Ilvane.

Achillea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Or whatever he has in mind..."

Ilvane clasps her arms around her knees and rocks back and forth.

A snow white beeswax candle glows warmly with a soft, flickering light.

Opalina gazes into the flickering flame of a snow white beeswax candle, lost in thought.

You hear someone cackle.

(Ilvane holds her hands over the candle, trying to keep warm)

You recite:
"For myself, make clear to me what is meant by the ninth and what was spoken to me."

You whisper quietly to Ilvane, "ye feel a chill?"

Aranrhod rubs Ilvane gently.

You kneel down.

(Iscikella places the palm of her right hand to her lips, kisses that palm and presses that palm to the foot of the image in the north wall.)

Ilvane whispers, "A deep coldness overcomes you."

You stand back up.

Ilvane closes her eyes for a moment.

A bit of melted wax drips from a snow white beeswax candle with a hiss. The flame jumps, burning high for a moment, then settles into a warm glow.

(Iscikella scans the assembled.)

Ilvane says, "Please, just make it warmer in here."

Aranrhod gazes into the flickering flame of a snow white beeswax candle, lost in thought.

You hear the voice of Sheka ask, "Any prayers, Warrior?"

Ilvane nods to you.

You ask, "Ilvane?"

Opalina kneels down.

Aranrhod says, "Shut up Sheka"

You ask, "Ye allright?"

You cock your head at Ilvane.

Ilvane says, "I have a little one.."

Achillea says, "Ronan can't seem to wake up, what with all the sunlight"

(Ilvane shivers)

Achillea smiles slightly

A coldness blows through the chamber upon a slight breeze.

You say, "Please speak it."

You smile at Ilvane.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Hmmm"

Aranrhod blinks.

Opalina shivers.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "It is a bit chilly"

Aranrhod shivers.

Achillea places her hand on her bronze Luukos symbol.

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

Achillea says, "pleasant eve"

Ilvane says, "Please let the darkness around us, be weakened.."

(Opalina pulls her cloak tighter around her)

Aranrhod says, "Such cold in such sunlight"

You say, "Aye, rather a draft."

Ilvane says, "And the light become stronger.."

You shiver.

Aranrhod tilts her head up.

Ilvane says, "Dear Ronan, my lord...protect us, and keep us strong."

Someone just snuffed out a snow white beeswax candle.

Ilvane just touched the south wall.

Aranrhod asks, "Lady...are you there?"

Opalina lights the beeswax candle, which flickers and begins to burn.

Aranrhod traces the lines of her circles mark.

Achillea begins chuckling at Aranrhod.

Ilvane nods to you.

Aranrhod gazes heavenward.

Ilvane says, "That's all."

You smile at Ilvane.

Aranrhod smiles at Achillea.

Achillea says, "if ye think it was Lumnis, she must have caught a cold"

Aranrhod says, "Laugh at me"

You hear someone snicker.

Ilvane clasps her arms around her knees and rocks back and forth.

You ask, "Any others with a special prayer this night?"

Achillea snickers.

Tjaran slowly empties his lungs.

Tjaran says, "I have one."

(Ilvane wraps her cloak around her tighter)

You ask, "Aye, Tjaran?"

Aranrhod says, "You are not where you should be to show honor to the one you wish"

You smile at Tjaran.

Aranrhod glances at Achillea.

You say, "And Achillea, this is a prayer service."

The beeswax candle flickers softly, casting a warm light throughout the area.

You say, "Keep silent, if not praying."

Achillea says, "perhaps I already did my own prayers, earlier"

You hear someone mutter no-respect.

You glance at Achillea.

Tjaran recites:
"I ask that not only do we find a weakness in our enemy, but that we find the stregnth in ourselves. That our suffering be eased and that our thoughts become rational. I ask this for myself and all others."

Tjaran nods to you.

Tjaran says, "That is all."

You say, "Aye."

Aranrhod smiles at Tjaran.

You smile at Tjaran.

You say, "A good prayer."

(Iscikella scans the assembly once more.)

Ilvane fidgets.

Ilvane stands up.

Ilvane paces back and forth.

You ask, "Any other prayers anyone wishes to share?"

(Tzuriz nods in agreement with Tjaran prayed.)

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

Tjaran says, "Stay out of my ear, filth."

(Iscikella looks with concern at Ilvane.)

Ilvane wiggles her fingers.

Aranrhod raises an eyebrow in Ilvane's direction.

Ilvane says, "Just keeping warm, don't mind me.."

Achillea squints at Ilvane.

Ilvane nods.

Aranrhod nods.

Ilvane paces back and forth.

You say, "allright then."

You nod.

You recite:
"PRAY once more at Her GREY ALTAR for Her All-Knowing Wisdom."

Tjaran continues to beseech the gods for mercy and guidance.

You kneel down and begin your prayers.

(Iscikella prostrates herself before the altar of Lumnis.)

You hear someone snicker.

(Ilvane steps to the back of the hall, trying not to disturb)

You murmur some prayers under your breath.

The flame of the candle cast misshapen shadows upon the walls.

You recite:
"LOOK upon the beauty of Her GREY ALTAR."

You blink.

Ilvane clasps her hand over her mouth.

It almost seems as if the altar is made from mist. Atop it are five conjoined circles colored red, blue, black, green, and white. Over these, a golden scroll has been laid, although you cannot read the language the scroll has been scribed in. An imflass plaque rests at the front of the altar.

You gaze with interest at a grey altar.

You hear someone cackle.

(Iscikella stares at the candle.)

Miralissa continues to beseech the gods for mercy and guidance.

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

Tjaran gazes with interest at a grey altar.

Aranrhod reaches out and holds Ilvane's hand.

(Achillea glances at the shadows)

Aranrhod clasps Tzuriz's hand tenderly.

Opalina gazes into the flickering flame of a snow white beeswax candle, lost in thought.

You recite:
"LISTEN in hushed silence for Her signs."

Opalina gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Aranrhod rubs Ilvane gently.

Achillea smiles to herself

You tighten your grip on your ivory prayer beads.

You turn your ear towards a grey altar. Sounds about like you expected.

You stare at a snow white beeswax candle.

Ilvane asks, "Don't you feel the shadow walking through here?"

Ilvane blinks.

You nod to Ilvane.

You recite:
"MEDITATE once more upon Her Greatness and Her Goodness."

Opalina nods to Ilvane.

You hear someone snicker.

You begin to meditate on your lot in life.
Only a Cleric can gain true benefits from meditating.

Miralissa continues to beseech the gods for mercy and guidance.

Ilvane exclaims, "Go away!"

chillea says, "nice signs"

Achillea smirks.

You recite:
"LOOK with true awe and wonder upon Her effigy in the NORTH WALL."

The wall shines a pearly grey, as if the moon was behind a bank of mist. Out from the mist steps a woman, mature in years, dressed in a grey robe that blends into the fog below. Her hair is long and black, with a single lock of grey at her forehead. Her face is wise and serene, and her eyes seem to contain the mysteries of the universe.

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

You ask, "Ye are rather nervy, nae, lich?"

Miralissa gazes with interest at the north wall.
You gaze with interest at the north wall.
Tjaran gazes with interest at the north wall.

(Iscikella stares into the shadows.)

You recite:
"LISTEN in hushed silence once more for Her signs."

Ilvane covers her ears.

Ilvane exclaims, "Sheka!"

You mutter something inaudible.

You tighten your grip on your ivory prayer beads.

You hear someone cackle.

Ilvane growls ferociously.

You turn your ear towards the north wall. Sounds about like you expected.

Ilvane paces back and forth.

You trace the lines of your circles tattoo.

(Iscikella listens desperately toward the north wall.)

Iscikella smiles at Lumnis.

Aranrhod nods to Ilvane.

You recite:
"Show Her due reverence by KISSing Her GREY ALTAR."

Tjaran just kissed the altar.

Surely there are more interesting things to kiss than the altar.

Aranrhod just touched a grey altar.

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

You recite:
"You may now rise."

Tjaran stands up.
Opalina stands up.

You think to yourself, "I pray the Lady understands... but then she always would."

You stand back up.

You recite:
"In deference and as a sign of respect, BOW or CURTSY."

Tjaran tries to pull Miralissa to her feet, but she is too heavy.
Miralissa stands up.
Aranrhod stands up.

Tjaran just tried to pull Miralissa towards him.

Opalina curtsies.
Tjaran bows.
You curtsy.

Miralissa says, "Thank you."

Aranrhod strides over to stand before Ilvane.

(Ilvane squeezes tight to Aranrhod's hand)

Aranrhod just hugged Ilvane.

Tzuriz stands up.

Ilvane just hugged Aranrhod.

Achillea places her hand on her bronze Luukos symbol.

You recite:
"I will perform the salute to the Goddess. Those of you familiar may also salute Her, if you see fit."

Achillea gets up into a kneeling position and begins to pray.

(Aranrhod bows to the grey altar)

(Iscikella touches the tips of the five fingers of her right hand to her forehead in a symbol of respect and recognition to the Wise Goddess.)

(Iscikella glances fitfully at the shadows.)

A wisp of smoke rises from a snow white beeswax candle as the hot wax drips and splutters.

(Aranrhod scoffs at the shadows)

(Iscikella turns to once more face the others.)

Miralissa traces the lines of her mailed fist tattoo.

(Ilvane leans forward and places her hand on the effigy of Ronan)

You say, "The High Prayer Service is now complete."

Miralissa bows to you.

Tjaran says, "Thank you, Iscikella."

Aranrhod says, "Thank you Iscikella"

You say, "Despite shadows."

Ilvane nods to you.

Leastath smiles at you.

Achillea prods the south wall with the tip of her finger.

Opalina says, "Ilvane are you okie? you are positively shivering"

Achillea says, "hes detained"

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Ilvane says, "I'm just a bit cold, that's all.."

You put some delicate ivory prayer beads in your white leather satchel.

Ilvane says, "It will pass."

You say, "There is a draft..."

Search
You don't find anything of interest here.

Achillea says, "Ronan can't come out to play, too much sunlight"

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

You say, "Coming from somewhere."

Achillea smiles at Ilvane.

Something darts on the outskirts of the chamber.

Opalina gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
Leastath gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

You hear someone snicker.

You blink.

Aranrhod raises an eyebrow.

Ilvane says, "Well, his brother is still around."

Ilvane nods to Achillea.

Aranrhod asks, "What was that?"

You belt out, "Come out."

Aranrhod searches around for a moment.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "That surely wasn't a rat."

Aranrhod asks, "Darting about?"

Leastath stands up.

You hear someone snicker.

Opalina stands in front of the north wall.

Ilvane asks, "A rat in the temple?"

Ilvane's face turns slightly pale.

Opalina turns around.

Miralissa shakes her head.

You say, "I don't think a rat."

Aranrhod says, "Hmm"

Tjaran says, "It has happened before, but..."

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Nor I" You say, "Was bigger shadow then that."

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Ilvane asks, "Bigger than a rat?"

Aranrhod says, "A rat would have come in"

Ilvane nods.

Search
You don't find anything of interest here.

You nod to Ilvane.

Achillea places her hand on her bronze Luukos symbol.

Tjaran gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Tjaran gestures.
A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Tjaran's hand.

Achillea just touched Ilvane.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Perhaps someones come to play with his thralls"

Ilvane flinches.

You hear someone cackle.

You belt out, "Come out."

(Opalina puts her back against the wall and squints around the room searching into the shadow's)

Opalina searches around for a moment.

Achillea rubs Ilvane gently.

Aranrhod says, "No"

Opalina searches around for a moment.

Aranrhod says, "No liches"

Achillea asks, "cold, dear?"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

(Iscikella peers about the corners of the room, carefully walking from one to another.)

Achillea peers quizzically at Ilvane.

Achillea rubs Ilvane gently.

Ilvane says, "I'm fine."

Aranrhod exclaims, "Quiet Achillea!"

You squint.

Aranrhod says, "Or leave"

Ilvane shivers.

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Aranrhod grumbles.

Achillea says, "Why? prayer is over"

Achillea stares at Aranrhod.

You belt out, "Why hide?"

Aranrhod says, "I do not do that to you...you should learn to show respect"

Aranrhod sighs.

Tjaran looks over at Tzuriz and shakes his head.

(Ilvane rubs her arms, warming them)

Ilvane asks, "Where is Arimantis?"

Ilvane sighs softly.

Achillea says, "prayer is over, Aranrhod"

You rub Ilvane.

Tjaran says, "They like to toy with us, Isci."

Tjaran sneers.

Aranrhod glances at Achillea.

Opalina says, "perhaps they enjoy the fear"

You say, "It seems... similar... to the other night... the ninth..."

Aranrhod says, "Still...respect should be shown"

The beeswax candle flickers softly, casting a warm light throughout the area.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "As with puppets...aye tjaran."

You hear someone cackle.

(Iscikella peers carefully into the shadows.)

Aranrhod says, "I have never said otherwise"

Achillea pushes on Aranrhod without much success.

Opalina leans against the north wall.

Tjaran sits down.

Tzuriz searches around for a moment.

Aranrhod leans on Opalina.

You take a few steps to your right.

Achillea just kissed Leastath on the cheek.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Say it is gone, Misguided One."

Leastath smiles at Achillea.

You hear someone snicker.

(Iscikella searches the shadows.)

You take a few steps to your left.

Leastath leans on Achillea.

Ilvane says, "It seems to have darted out, perhaps."

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Ilvane says, "It's not so cold.."

(Iscikella searches again.)

Ilvane sits down.

You belt out, "Why don't ye speak at least, shadow?"

Tjaran asks, "Perhaps it retreated down into the darker areas?"

Ilvane nods.

Leastath nods to Tjaran.

Tjaran stands up.

Ilvane says, "Where it belongs."

Achillea places her hand on her fang-shaped mark.

Leastath says, "maybe we should follow it.."

Aranrhod nods to Opalina.

Tjaran says, "I shall go take a look."

Achillea closes her eyes for a moment.

Ilvane says, "I'm not going anywhere."

Ilvane shakes her head.

You say, "I don't think left."

Tjaran just hugged Ilvane.

Aranrhod says, "I will go look"

Tjaran says, "You stay safe"

Aranrhod says, "Right back"

Ilvane says, "I feel safer here."

Lady Miralissa just went up.

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

Lord Tjaran just went southwest.
Aranrhod just went southwest.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Ilvane just touched a faceted black diamond Ronan symbol.

Someone just snuffed out a snow white beeswax candle.

You reach out and touch a grey altar.

Lady Miralissa just arrived.

Ilvane lights the beeswax candle, which flickers and begins to burn.

You say, "Oh stop, Sheka."

Lady Miralissa just went southwest.

You hear the voice of Sheka ask, "Hmm?"

Ilvane says, "Leave the candle alone."

Tzuriz gestures.
A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Tzuriz's hand.

You belt out, "Shadow?"

You hear the voice of Sheka ask, "You think I am the only one here in the shadows?"

You hear someone snicker.

Ilvane gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

(Iscikella turns toward the grey altar a moment.)

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

Iscikella smiles hesitantly.

Ilvane slowly empties her lungs.

You say, "Sorry service was interrupted, Lady."

Achillea leans on Leastath.

(Iscikella genuflects to the altar.)

Leastath smiles at Achillea.

You feel something pinching you.

You hear someone cackle.

You ask, "I didn't know ye liked to pinch, Sheka. Primal habit?"

A bit of melted wax drips from a snow white beeswax candle with a hiss. The flame jumps, burning high for a moment, then settles into a warm glow.

Ilvane says, "It does like your service."

Ilvane smiles at you.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Your fat rear looked too tempting not to try"

Leastath says, "ill be back.. i'm going to check on Aranrhod"

Leastath nods to Achillea.

Leastath nods to Tzuriz.

Leastath just went southwest.

You say, "Nothing fat on me, dark elf. I'm a sylph. Sorry ye are so jealous of my kind."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Achillea stands up.

You gesture into the air.
Your vision begins to become murky and clouded. You have a sensation of rapidly passing distance. Eventually your sight begins to clear and a vision of Aranrhod's surroundings fills your mind...
...[Hall of the Dark]
...Almost no light from the surface reaches this room. What does, comes from the walls in a sickly grey glow, sending chills down your spine that have nothing to do with the cold in the air. Two altars, gold to the south and grey to the west, relieve the black in the room, and detailed murals grace the walls behind them.
...Also in the room: Tzuriz, Leastath, Aranrhod, Lord Tjaran
...Obvious exits: up.

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.

Achillea just went southwest.

[Hall of the Mind]
An aura of tranquility sits over the room. Stars twinkle on the south wall, comforting as they sparkle in the blackness, while the north wall glows a pearlescent grey the color of the moon behind mist. A black altar sits before the starry sky, and a grey altar seems to fade out of the misty wall. You also see a dark shadow and a snow white beeswax candle.
Also in the room: Lady Opalina, Lady Ilvane who is seated
Obvious exits: southwest, up.

Ilvane blinks.

Ilvane glances at a dark shadow.

You gawk at a dark shadow.

look shadow
It is your typical dark shadow.
It is in good shape.
It has nothing at this time.

Desc shadow
You have never seen anything quite like a dark shadow, so you are not really sure what to make of it or how dangerous it might be.

A faint, flickering light emanates from a snow white beeswax candle, warming the room with its glow.

You ask, "So ye decided to come out, shadow?"

You cock your head at a dark shadow.

Ilvane says, "Facing the shadow.."

Ilvane nods to you.

Ilvane stares at a dark shadow.

Ilvane stands up.

Aranrhod's group just arrived.
Leastath's group just arrived.

You ask, "So why do ye watch, shadow?"

Leastath nods to Tzuriz.

Tjaran says, "Hmm.."

You point at a dark shadow.

You shudder.

Achillea peers quizzically at a dark shadow.

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

Aranrhod peers quizzically at a dark shadow.

Tzuriz rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Hmmm....quite interesting"

You ask, "Ye don't speak? Only watch?"

You cock your head at a dark shadow.

You hear the voice of Sheka ask, "Is this then the Ninth?"

Achillea nods to the dark shadow.

Tjaran says, "Shadows are always in the background, Isci."

You say, "This one isn't in the background... currently."

Aranrhod asks, "Can you speak shadow?"

You stare at a dark shadow.

Tjaran says, "It would only make sense that it would be so in sight and sound."

Aranrhod peers quizzically at a dark shadow.

Achillea gazes thoughtfully at a dark shadow.

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

Aranrhod gazes into the flickering flame of a snow white beeswax candle, lost in thought.

Alyxandrah just arrived.

(Ilvane steps back, glancing at the shadow)

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "hello princess"

Aranrhod stares at a dark shadow.

You ask, "Ye have nothing to say at all?"

You ask, "Or is it that shadows have no voice?"

Aranrhod asks, "Or are you here to represent the evening?"

Aranrhod rubs her chin thoughtfully.

You cock your head at a dark shadow.

An arctic wolf pads into the room.

Alyxandrah blinks.

Ilvane says, "It..is just there.."

You hear the voice of Sheka ask, "Who's shadow are you?"

You say, "Very much there."

You nod to Ilvane.

Achillea ponders.

The arctic wolf sits down.

Aranrhod says, "It might not be a bad thing you know"

Aranrhod nods to Ilvane.

A snow white beeswax candle glows warmly with a soft, flickering light.

Aranrhod says, "Considering where it is"

Aranrhod gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Ilvane says, "Perhaps."

You say, "I don't know."

Aranrhod glances at the south wall.

You hear the voice of Sheka say, "Perhaps you should try talking to the one casting the shadow"

You hear someone snicker.

Aranrhod says, "But if it does not speak"

You say, "I don't think it is... benevolent."

Aranrhod sighs.

Ilvane says, "It has gone."

Aranrhod mutters under her breath.

Tzuriz says, "but being dark, gives me the impression that it is not good"

Aranrhod flails her arms about.

Aranrhod's group just went southwest.
Achillea just went southwest.

Ilvane glances at a dark shadow.

Alyxandrah asks, "Are shadows supposed to be light?"

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

Tzuriz says, "I suppose not"

look shadow
You see nothing unusual.

Achillea just arrived.

Alyxandrah winks at Tzuriz.

descr shadow
A dark shadow is guarded too closely for you to do that.

Aranrhod's group just arrived.

Tzuriz grins at Alyxandrah.

Tjaran sits down.

You say, "It is guarding itself."

Ilvane says, "I will be back in a moment."

You gaze thoughtfully at the dark shadow.

Tjaran asks, "Perhaps it is stufying us?"

Tjaran coughs.

You nod to Tjaran.

Lady Ilvane just went southwest.

You say, "I think so."

The arctic wolf stands back up.

Tjaran says, "Studying."

Aranrhod says, "Is possible"

The arctic wolf pads off.

Alyxandrah asks, "Has it been here as long as the candle has been alight?"

Aranrhod babbles something unintelligible.

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

You look at Alyxandrah and shake your head.

You say, "No."

Leastath rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lady Ilvane just arrived.

Alyxandrah says, "Hmmm."

An arctic wolf pads into the room.

Ilvane pets the arctic wolf.

descr shadow
The dark shadow backs out of your reach.

Lord Alexhandro just arrived.

The arctic wolf looks around suspiciously.

Alexhandro pants.
Alexhandro pants.
Alexhandro pants.

You glance at a dark shadow.

Alexhandro just hugged Alyxandrah.

Alyxandrah mutters something about wolves..

Alyxandrah just hugged Alexhandro.

Alexhandro blinks.

You ask, "ye think I will hurt ye, shadow, that ye back away?"

Achillea squints at Alexhandro.

The dark shadow backs out of your reach.

(Ilvane walks to the opposite side of the room from the shadow)

Achillea glances at a dark shadow.

Alexhandro says, "Wolves in da flesh, hun."

Ilvane sits down.

Alexhandro nods to Alyxandrah.

A snow white beeswax candle flickers a moment and nearly goes out, then its flame springs to life again, burning merrily.

Alexhandro asks, "Ilvane, ya okee?"

Ilvane nods to Alexhandro.

Aranrhod rubs Ilvane gently.

Aranrhod kneels down.

Ilvane says, "Just fine right now, yes.."

Tzuriz says, "well if it is observing us"

tap shadow
Feeling lucky today? Naaah.

Aranrhod peers quizzically at Ilvane.

Ilvane nods to Aranrhod.

Aranrhod rubs Ilvane gently.

Achillea says, "Ilvane I would think you would like shadows and darkness"

Tzuriz coughs.

Leastath gestures at a dark shadow.

Aranrhod glances at Achillea.

Leastath rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Aranrhod asks, "Why?"

The dark shadow moves slowly upward.

Opalina squints.

Ilvane says, "I saw one come out of my mother, once.."

Alyxandrah blinks.

You blink.

Aranrhod tilts her head up.

Achillea just arrived.

You tilt your head up.

Ilvane says, "Moved just like that..actually"

You say, "Ye float now..."

Aranrhod nods.

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Aranrhod stands up.

Achillea asks, "why not? isn't Ronan of the night?"

Lady Opalina just arrived.

touch shadow
You can't reach that up there.

Aranrhod moves to stand in front of Ilvane.

Aranrhod says, "Ilvane"

You point at a dark shadow.

Ilvane buries her face in her hands.

Aranrhod says, "Stand up please"

You exclaim, "Look, Opalina!"

You tilt your head up.

Opalina gazes heavenward.

Touch shadow
You can't reach that up there.

Aranrhod tries to pull Ilvane to her feet, but she is too heavy.
Aranrhod tries to pull Ilvane to her feet, but she is too heavy.
Aranrhod tries to pull Ilvane to her feet, but she is too heavy.

Achillea squints at a dark shadow.

You say, "Is floating."

Aranrhod pants.

Ilvane stands up.
Tjaran stands up.

Aranrhod glances at a dark shadow.

Opalina exclaims, "how'd it do that!"

The dark shadow begins to dart about the chamber.

Ilvane says, "I don't mind shadows, if they are good ones."

Alexhandro glances at a dark shadow.

Alyxandrah blinks.

(Iscikella watches the shadow as it moves about.)

A bit of melted wax drips from a snow white beeswax candle with a hiss. The flame jumps, burning high for a moment, then settles into a warm glow.

Leastath gazes with interest at a dark shadow.

Aranrhod says, "I am hoping so also Ilvane"

Opalina blinks.

Aranrhod nods to Ilvane.

Ilvane says, "It's the bad ones, that worry..me."

Ilvane nods.

Opalina tilts her head back.

Alyxandrah gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Aranrhod removes a fine glass Ronan statue from in her black pouch.

You ask, "Shadow? Do ye watch?"

Tjaran says, "We do not know the nature of this one, Ilvane."

Tjaran rubs Ilvane gently.

Alexhandro blinks.

Achillea shows a dark shadow her fang-shaped mark.

You stare at a dark shadow.

Ilvane says, "I know, I'm not saying..a thing."

Ilvane shakes her head.

Tjaran says, "Be at ease, for now."

Aranrhod says, "Moving around so fast"

Alexhandro gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

The arctic wolf sniffs the ground.

Opalina says, "well hasn't tried to kill us yet"

Tzuriz says, "Aye, cannae even touch it"

The arctic wolf begins to pant.

You look at Opalina and shake your head.

You say, "Nae."

(Aranrhod watches the shadow dart back and forth)

Alyxandrah leans on Tzuriz.

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

Alyxandrah says, "It's a shadow."

You say, "Is just... watching... moving."

Ilvane says, "Just don't touch it.."

Tjaran says, "Shadows are not tangible."

Alyxandrah begins chuckling at Tzuriz.

Aranrhod clasps Tzuriz's hand tenderly.

You say, "It isn't a normal shadow, Alyx."

Aranrhod clasps Tzuriz's hand tenderly.

Tjaran sits down.

Tzuriz says, "sure they are"

Aranrhod clasps Leastath's hand tenderly.

Ilvane trembles as if a cold chill just ran up her spine.

descr shadow
Not while it's moving like that.

Ilvane sits down.

Opalina rubs Ilvane gently.

Alexhandro peers quizzically at Ilvane.

Alyxandrah says, "Probably not...but I have not seen one touch a shadow before."

Alexhandro asks, "Ilvane, ya cold?"

You say, "Hmmm..."

Aranrhod shows a dark shadow her Ronan statue.

Aranrhod stares at a dark shadow.

Ilvane says, "Not cold, at all."

Ilvane shakes her head.

You cock your head at a dark shadow.

A snow white beeswax candle flickers a moment and nearly goes out, then its flame springs to life again, burning merrily.

Achillea glances at Aranrhod.

Aranrhod rubs a fine glass Ronan statue.

Aranrhod shows a dark shadow her Ronan statue.

Tzuriz says, "prolly not a very good idea to touch it."

Achillea mutters something about Ronan.

Tzuriz nods.

Tzuriz nods.

Aranrhod leans against the south wall.

Achillea lets loose with an involved and improbable curse against the day she was born.

You ponder the meaning of a dark shadow.

Tzuriz nods to Leastath.

Opalina asks, "are we becoming scared of our own shadows?"

descr shadow
You have never seen anything quite like a dark shadow, so you are not really sure what to make of it or how dangerous it might be.

Ilvane says, "Shadows don't have mouths to talk."

Aranrhod asks, "Shadow are you friendly or not?"

Leastath nods to Tzuriz.

Ilvane says, "It's just a shadow."

Opalina takes a few steps to her left.

Leastath asks, "and the candle did not cause this shadow?"

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Aranrhod says, "No...but bet they can think"

Opalina says, "shadow of what or whom is the question."

Tzuriz asks, "well who's shadow then?"

Tzuriz nods.

Opalina nods to Tzuriz.

Ilvane says, "There is just something here, invisible.."

You say, "Aye, could perhaps communicate without speaking directly."

Ilvane says, "Casting a shadow."

Alyxandrah rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Ilvane points at a dark shadow.

Aranrhod says, "The statue did not seem to make it nervous"

You say, "Whatever it is... is well hidden."

Alyxandrah nods to you.

Journeyman Cravis just arrived.

Opalina nods to you.

Aranrhod glances at a dark shadow.

Cravis blinks.

Aranrhod nods to Cravis in greeting.

Alyxandrah asks, "Lose your shadow?"

Cravis squints at a dark shadow.

Alyxandrah grins at Cravis.

Ilvane says, "Happens when the light goes across a figure..invisible or not."

Tjaran says, "I...I have to go."

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

Tjaran stands up.

Ilvane just tried to pull Tjaran towards her.

You stare at a dark shadow.

Ichiko just arrived.

Cravis asks, "Who shadow is that?"

Opalina stands in front of a snow white beeswax candle.

Cravis furrows his brow.

Tjaran sighs.

Aranrhod grins at Tzuriz.

You belt out, "Who is here? Who casts this shadow?"

Alyxandrah glances at a dark shadow.

Ichiko blinks.

Search
You don't find anything of interest here.

Achillea says, "that is the question we are all curious to know"

Achillea smiles at Cravis.

Cravis ponders.

Ilvane stands up.

Cravis says, "Well. It no my shadow."

Ilvane just hugged Tjaran.

Cravis shakes his head.

Ilvane paces back and forth.

Tjaran just hugged Ilvane.

Alyxandrah begins chuckling at Cravis.

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

Tjaran says, "I may return."

Tjaran says, "I hope."

Alyxandrah whispers, "Do you think perhaps it belongs to a mage?"

You stride a few steps toward a dark shadow.

Lord Tjaran just went southwest.

You whisper quietly to Alyxandrah, "Yes. The ninth."

Alyxandrah shudders.

Aranrhod asks, "Is it forbidden to talk with us?"

Ilvane cocks her head at a dark shadow.

Aranrhod sighs.

Cravis says, "Shadows no can talk."

Cravis chuckles.

You peer quizzically at a dark shadow.

Ilvane says, "I already said that."

Opalina says, "perhaps it can move or stand still and give us yes or no answers"

Ilvane grins at Cravis.

Ilvane giggles.

Achillea says, "I didn't think shadows could talk"

Cravis grins.

Aranrhod says, "Shadow...you have to have a reason for being in this place"

You say, "But it's owner can."

Cravis says, "Maybes if you shine some light on it."

Cravis nods.

Cravis says, "It will go away."

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

You say, "There is a candle burning."

Aranrhod says, "It might be supposed to stay"

You point at a snow white beeswax candle.

You nod to Cravis.

Aranrhod nods to Cravis.

Cravis says, "Little light."

Cravis waves a hand at the beeswax candle, dismissing it indifferently.

Aranrhod says, "We do not know"

Cravis says, "Need more."

Aranrhod sighs.

You say, "Well, it is daylight after all. Always daylight now."

Aranrhod tilts her head up.

(Achillea walks over to stand between the candle and the shadow)

Aranrhod says, "If Phoen's light did not drive it off"

Opalina says, "careful you don't get burned Achillea"

You belt out, "Owner of the shadow, surely ye can speak?"

Aranrhod asks, "What will a candle do?"

A snow white beeswax candle glows warmly with a soft, flickering light.

Cravis stamps his feet at a dark shadow.

Cravis wiggles his nose.

Achillea stares at Opalina.

Achillea says, "I'm not sitting on it, fool"

Aranrhod sighs.

Achillea gazes heavenward.

Alyxandrah chuckles.

Tzuriz asks, "did someone cast Sunburst while it was here already?"

Achillea says, "Opalina's singing would probably drive it off"

The arctic wolf sniffs at a dark shadow, and growls.

Opalina says, "no but it would surly drive you away"

Alyxandrah blinks.

Ilvane pets Alexhandro's arctic wolf.

The glow from a snow white beeswax candle softly illuminates the room.

Alyxandrah pets Alexhandro's arctic wolf.

Ilvane says, "Good wolf."

Cravis wiggles his nose.

(Achillea steps back away from the candle)

Opalina says, "wow Alyxandrao your wolf doesn't like the shadow"

Alexhandro pets his arctic wolf.

You ask, "Does the wolf sense something?"

Alyxandrah begins chuckling at Opalina.

Cravis waves a hand at the dark shadow, shooing it off.

Alyxandrah says, "They usually can."

Alexhandro says, "I wish I's hadda way ta ask him."

Alyxandrah nods to you.

Cravis says, "Go away."

Alexhandro says, "But dat wolf's pretty smart."

Alexhandro says, "He knows trouble when he sees it."

Aranrhod stares at a dark shadow.

Alexhandro gestures and utters a phrase of magic.

A small draft catches the flame of a snow white beeswax candle and it flickers brightly.

You pet the arctic wolf.

Alyxandrah asks, "Why doesn't he ever bite Sheka?"

Alyxandrah peers quizzically at Alexhandro.

You say, "It growled at it."

Aranrhod says, "You appear weaker than you are shadow"

Aranrhod glances at a dark shadow.

Aranrhod asks, "Does no one feel it but me?"

Opalina strides a few steps toward a dark shadow.

Aranrhod sighs.

Leastath peers quizzically at Aranrhod.

Opalina squints.

Achillea asks, "feel what?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Aranrhod.

Ilvane says, "I always loved wolves, now I know why."

Alexhandro rubs his chin thoughtfully.

(Iscikella studies the shadow, watching it waver as such will.)

Ilvane pets Alexhandro's arctic wolf.

Aranrhod asks, "That it is stronger than it wants us to think?"

Alexhandro rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Alexhandro says, "I know why."

Alexhandro nods to Alyxandrah.

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

Leastath blinks.

The arctic wolf scratches itself.

Alexhandro says, "He's smart...an he has good taste."

Alyxandrah laughs.

Alyxandrah clasps her hand over her mouth.

Cravis grins.

(Iscikella runs a hand through her hair.)

Aranrhod exclaims, "I want answers!"

Alexhandro says, "He told me he would, but...it'd prolly be rotten."

Aranrhod flails her arms about.

Ilvane leans against a black altar.

Cravis ponders.

Aranrhod says, "Sorry"

Aranrhod sighs.

Cravis searches around for a moment.

Aranrhod fidgets.

Ilvane says, "It's just there, we could ignore it."

You belt out, "Owner of the shadow, ye have no voice either?"

Opalina just edged a little closer to the shadow.

A snow white beeswax candle burns with a warm golden light.

Ilvane smiles at the dark shadow.

Achillea gazes thoughtfully at a dark shadow.

You try to figure out how to ignore yourself.

The arctic wolf begins to pant.

Something darts away from the outer edge of the chamber.

Alyxandrah blinks.

You blink.

Ichiko blinks.

Opalina snaps her fingers.

You exclaim, "It's gone!"

Ichiko says, "it's gone"

Alexhandro blinks.

Aranrhod says, "Hmm"

Cravis squints.

Opalina says, "it was fast"

Alyxandrah sighs.

Opalina says, "I was getting soo close too"

You say, "Yes, just like last night."

Alexhandro says, "That's not good."

Achillea furrows her brow.

Ilvane says, "Back and forth.."

Aranrhod says, "I checked to see if undead or not"

You say, "At the statue."

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You say, "The ninth."

The arctic wolf sniffs at a snow white beeswax candle.

Aranrhod asks, "What?"

Cravis says, "Maybe it was a small rat, making a big shadow."

Cravis nods.

Aranrhod peers quizzically at you.

Opalina asks, "you think it's the ninth?"

Opalina peers quizzically at you.

You nod to Opalina.

You say, "Is like what we saw last night."

Alyxandrah just went southwest.

Achillea asks, "why do ye think its the ninth?"

Tzuriz asks, "and was it undead Aranrhod?"

Aranrhod whispers, "Lead us there if you do not mind"

Aranrhod says, "No"

Aranrhod says, "It was not"

Aranrhod nods.

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You say, "Allright."

You say, "We can go there."

Arimantis pulls his hand away from you.

Achillea glances at Arimantis.

Alyxandrah just arrived.

The beeswax candle burns warmly, lending a soft light to the room.

Aranrhod gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Arimantis pulls his hand away from you.

Aranrhod grins.

Aranrhod tries to pull Arimantis to his feet, but he is too heavy.

Arimantis ponders.

You reach out and hold Alyxandrah's hand.

Arimantis stands up.

Aranrhod points at Ilvane.

Achillea asks, "maybe it was a cookie shadow?"

Aranrhod says, "Nah"

[Hall of the Body]
Vibrant colors fill the room, giving the impression of strength and stamina. The walls display scenes of might and glory, and altars of gold, crimson and blue sit before them, gold at the north, crimson at the east and blue at the west. A small corridor through the ice provides a passage to the northeast.
Obvious exits: northeast, down.
Alyxandrah, Ilvane, Opalina, Leastath, Ichiko, Alexhandro, Achillea, Tzuriz and Aranrhod followed.

Aranrhod says, "No smell"

[Hall of the Holy Struggle]
The walls of this circular chamber are filled with pictures of horror and of goodness. The western walls are covered with carvings of undead beings, etched in disgusting detail, while the eastern walls bear bas-relief warriors in gleaming armor marching to war. The pictures seem to be chasing each other in a perpetual hunt, although you could better see if you looked more closely. Two altars have been erected in the room, one tinted black, the other white. A spiral staircase leads up to the next level.
Obvious exits: southeast, up.
Ichiko, Arimantis, Alyxandrah, Ilvane, Opalina, Leastath, Alexhandro, Achillea, Tzuriz and Aranrhod followed.

Arimantis says, "What ever it was.. I don think I dids it.."

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

[Magical Burrow, Dervish Park]
The snow and ice which dominate Icemule Trace stop abruptly at the fenceline of the park. In their place sits a wide open greensward full of laughing children running everywhere. A strange glow hangs about the area, an odd magical field, slightly shimmering, its outer edge falling right at the snowline. A tall statue comprised of ten wizened halflings in enruned robes stands majestically at the center of the field. You also see an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, an arctic manticore mane, the Turinrond disk, the Atoyoz disk, an abandoned hall, a plain residence, a splendid colorful tiled home, a low mithril gate and a hand-carved felwood manor.
Also here: Lady Atoyoz, Lord Turinrond
Obvious paths: north, west.
Ichiko, Arimantis, Alyxandrah, Ilvane, Opalina, Leastath, Alexhandro, Achillea, Tzuriz and Aranrhod followed.

You blink.

An arctic wolf pads into the area.

Aranrhod's jaw drops.

Achillea blinks.

Aranrhod asks, "Why manes?"

Alyxandrah winces.

Atoyoz narrows her eyes.

Aranrhod says, "Amasalen"

Turinrond says in Elven, "Ask the lich."

Alyxandrah says, "Memories."

Turinrond removes a bundle of manticore manes from in his lizard skin pack.

Alyxandrah sighs.

Ilvane blinks.

Ilvane just hugged Atoyoz.

You ask, "he was here?"

You cock your head at Turinrond.

Ilvane curtsies to Turinrond.

Turinrond says in Elven, "Ask that stupid lich why I bring him manes."

Alyxandrah gazes up into the heavens.

Atoyoz just hugged Ilvane.

Turinrond exclaims in Elven, "because his powers mean nae!"

Turinrond says in Elven, "and I will prove it to him gladly."

Arimantis says, "I wouldn't mind killin a manticore er two.."

You say, "Ah..."

Arimantis coughs.

Aranrhod asks in Elven, "You bring him manes?"

Alexhandro just nudged Arimantis.

Turinrond says in Elven, "and with a ferocity he has ne'er known."

Aranrhod peers quizzically at Turinrond.

Turinrond says in Elven, "aye.. "

Achillea frowns.

Aranrhod just hugged Atoyoz.

Aranrhod asks in Elven, "Why?"

The arctic wolf looks upward negligently.

You say, "We saw a shadow... in the Hall of Mind."

Achillea asks, "don't suppose could speak common eh?"

Atoyoz just hugged Aranrhod.

You whisper quietly to Aranrhod, "Has to do with last night."

Aranrhod nods to you.

You say, "And it left... and we thought likely came here."

Turinrond slowly empties his lungs.

Aranrhod says, "I will"

Turinrond looks lost in thought.

The arctic wolf begins to pant.

(Ilvane steps back from the statue, shivering slightly)

Ilvane asks, "Did we really have to come here?"

You say, "Because seemed the same... as the one the other night..."

Turinrond says in Elven, "I will leave you folks, then."

You say, "The ninth."

Aranrhod blinks.

Aranrhod searches around for a moment.

The arctic wolf sits down.

Ichiko glances at Aranrhod.

You cock your head at Turinrond.

Ilvane asks in Elven, "Where are you going?"

You ask, "Did ye see a shadow?"

Aranrhod blinks at Ichiko.

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

Aranrhod asks, "What?"

The arctic wolf sniffs the ground.

Turinrond says, "Tis nae need fer me current passions ta git ye all kilt agin"

Arimantis just kissed Ilvane on the nose.

Turinrond shifts his weight, trembling slightly.

Ichiko asks, "Did ye see something?"

Turinrond slowly empties his lungs.

Turinrond says, "I see nuttin"

You say, "The lich kills at will."

Atoyoz says in Elven, "There has been nothing here to see."

You say, "Is no one's fault when it does."

Turinrond turns to face you.

Aranrhod says, "In the hall"

You say, "it is... bloodthirsty."

Aranrhod says, "Yes"

Ilvane says, "There was a shadow, back in the hall.."

Turinrond says, "mayhaps"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You sigh.

Turinrond says, "nonetheless"

Aranrhod searches around for a moment.

Aranrhod says, "Not here"

Aranrhod says, "Yet"

Turinrond says, "i taunted him once i knew he read my mind."

Alyxandrah whispers, "Did you already have your service?"

Ilvane says, "At least..we were safe..back there."

Tzuriz searches around for a moment.

Turinrond says, "I would 'ave been fine wit that"

Ilvane nods.

(Opalina looks at the statues)

Ilvane is hugging herself.

Turinrond says, "had it nae led to so many deaths"

Turinrond stares off into space.

You whisper quietly to Alyxandrah, "Yes. Shadow starting during it."

Alyxandrah nods to you.

Atoyoz slowly empties her lungs.

Turinrond says, "So, I'll take me resolve outside o' the circle"

Turinrond says, "fer yer safety"

Turinrond nods.

Aranrhod rubs Ilvane gently.

You say, "Elymir was determined to kill."

You say, "Had already killed before that last night."

Turinrond says, "aye.."

Atoyoz nods to you.

You say, "They serve Amasalen."

You say, "Cannot blame yerself."

Aranrhod wraps her hooded cloak tightly around herself, as if to keep out the cold.

Turinrond leans forward.

Atoyoz says, "I've tried to tell him this..."

The arctic wolf scratches itself.

Turinrond says, "I kin "

Turinrond says, "and.. "

Atoyoz sighs.

Turinrond says, "will.."

Turinrond smiles quietly to himself.

Aranrhod tosses back the edge of her hooded cloak over her shoulder nonchalantly.

You look at Turinrond and shake your head.

You say, "Is unwise to do so."

Turinrond says, "think fer meself, but thank ye."

Holding the edge of his hooded cloak, Turinrond bows deeply with a flourish.

Turinrond says, "I assure ye"

The arctic wolf looks around suspiciously.

Aranrhod says, "I would throw all these manes down a well"

You say, "The lich will use it against ye."

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Turinrond says, "the lich has nae power o'er me"

You say, "I didn't say had power."

Turinrond says, "nor will he e'er"

Aranrhod gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Turinrond says, "thar is nuttin' ta use"

You say, "But it can taunt as well as any."

Achillea says, "why? I'd sell them to the furrier, myself"

Achillea grins at Aranrhod.

Atoyoz wrings her hands.

Aranrhod says, "I thought that once also"

Turinrond says, "aye.. then mayhaps the teacher has a lesson coming"

Achillea asks, "what is the grande significance of articore manes?"

Aranrhod nods to Turinrond.

Tzuriz grins at Leastath.

Leastath grins at Tzuriz.

Achillea says, "manticore manes even"

Turinrond says, "eh.. tis like this"

Aranrhod says, "Ask anyone here if I am lacking"

Turinrond says, "we are quick ta figger most folks think like we do"

Opalina says, "you are definitly not"

Turinrond says, "but, in truth.. tis jes nae true"

Opalina looks over at Aranrhod and shakes her head.

Aranrhod smiles at Opalina.

Aranrhod says, "Thank you"

Turinrond drops an arctic manticore mane.

Turinrond nods.

Turinrond waves.

Turinrond shakes the dust off his hooded cloak.

Lord Turinrond's group went through a low mithril gate.

You say, "But I have been on the receiving end of Elymir's taunts, so I know that he does that... much too well."

Aranrhod sighs.

Ilvane says, "No need to taunt.."

Aranrhod picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Ilvane picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Ilvane picks up an arctic manticore mane.

Achillea glances at an arctic manticore mane.

Aranrhod picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Ilvane carefully arranges her two manticore manes into a neat bundle.
Aranrhod carefully arranges her two manticore manes into a neat bundle.
Ilvane picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Ilvane carefully adds her manticore mane to her bundle of manticore manes.
Aranrhod picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Ilvane picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Aranrhod carefully adds her manticore mane to her bundle of manticore manes.
Aranrhod picks up an arctic manticore mane.
chillea picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Achillea picks up an arctic manticore mane.
Aranrhod carefully adds her manticore mane to her bundle of manticore manes.
Aranrhod picks up an arctic manticore mane.

Arimantis paces back and forth.

Ilvane carefully adds her manticore mane to her bundle of manticore manes.
Aranrhod carefully adds her manticore mane to her bundle of manticore manes.
Achillea carefully arranges her two manticore manes into a neat bundle.

Achillea shrugs.

Aranrhod offers Ilvane a bundle of manticore manes.
Ilvane accepts Aranrhod's manticore manes.

Achillea put a bundle of manticore manes in her supple leather cloak.

Aranrhod says, "No offers"

Ilvane shakes her head.

Aranrhod nods to Ilvane.

(Iscikella tilts her head at the statue.)

Ilvane put a bundle of manticore manes in her black silk cloak.
Ilvane put a bundle of manticore manes in her black silk cloak.

The arctic wolf scratches itself.

Achillea asks, "whatever was the purpose of manticore manes?"

Ilvane wiggles her fingers.

Achillea looks rather confused.

You say, "Elymir used manticores to do his will last night."

Achillea chuckles.

You say, "But Turinrond thinking he is to blame for the lich's bloodthirstiness is wrong."

You say, "The lich will use it against him."

Aranrhod says, "Sell them Ilvane"

Achillea asks, "they are not even undead, he thinks killing manticores will upset Elymir?"

You shake your head.

Aranrhod says, "Or throw them down the well"

Achillea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Aranrhod nods to Ilvane.

Ilvane grins.

Achillea says, "heh I'd sell em"

Ilvane nods.

Ilvane removes a bundle of manticore manes from in her black silk cloak.

Arimantis leans on Ilvane.

Ilvane offers Achillea a bundle of manticore manes.
Achillea accepts Ilvane's manticore manes.

Ilvane removes a bundle of manticore manes from in her black silk cloak.

Achillea says, "why thankye"

The arctic wolf turns away, looks back over its shoulder once, and then pads off.

Achillea put a bundle of manticore manes in her supple leather cloak.

Ilvane offers Achillea a bundle of manticore manes.
Achillea accepts Ilvane's manticore manes.
Achillea put a bundle of manticore manes in her supple leather cloak.

Aranrhod says, "Yeah...we see how quickly you take them"

Alexhandro gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Alexhandro gestures.
After a moment's silence a snowshoe hare hops into the area and glances up at Alexhandro intelligently.

Aranrhod sighs.

Alexhandro snaps his fingers.

Achillea says, "how generous"

The snowshoe hare forages about for something to eat.

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"Why manticore manes? I know what happened last night, but Elymir is a lich... undead. The manes would just make him laugh, I think."

Arimantis asks, "So, you all say ya saw some sort of shadow in the temple?"

(Aranrhod glances at the statue)

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

Opalina says, "folks see things in different lights sometimes it's amazing how different each views of one thing are."

Achillea says, "and uh why should I not? if you don't want them? you act as though they are something sacred"

Alexhandro nods to Arimantis.

Ilvane nods to Arimantis.

Tzuriz says, "Aye, a dark shadow"

Arimantis ponders.

The snowshoe hare wrinkles its nose.

Opalina says, "you are right Iscikella the liches will probly try and use that against him."

Ilvane says, "We should go back to the temple."

Ilvane nods.

Alexhandro says, "An me wolf dat was ere wasn't too trustin of him."

Aranrhod says, "They are fur...do what you wish"

You hear the faint thoughts of Atoyoz touch your mind:
"It was a possessed manticore that was killing everyone."

Aranrhod cocks her head at Achillea.

Ilvane says, "It's safer there."

Ilvane nods to you.

Achillea says, "I will, will sell them at the furrier, cant see what the big deal is"

The snowshoe hare wrinkles its nose.

Achillea shrugs.

Alexhandro says, "Course, me familiars ave learned not ta trust anythin out of da ordinary."

Aranrhod asks, "Should we go back?"

The snowshoe hare wrinkles its nose.

Ilvane nods.

Aranrhod says, "Sell"

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"I know that. But still. Elymir would be amused that his little trick caused so much... distress."

Aranrhod says, "Sell"

Aranrhod says, "Sell"

The snowshoe hare sits down.

Tzuriz says, "dartin all over the room for a bit, then something darted out of the room and the shadow went as well"

Tzuriz nods to Arimantis.

Achillea says, "I mean, Ronan hides would be better, but, cant seem to acquire such"

Achillea chuckles.

Ilvane says, "The wolf growled at it."

Ilvane nods to Arimantis.

Aranrhod stares at Achillea.

Arimantis ponders.

Aranrhod shakes her head.

Arimantis says, "Darting.. sounds like an animal of some sort"

Aranrhod says, "I am almost beyond confused"

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"But remember Elymir also killed last night with fireballs and lightning."

Aranrhod sighs.

Tzuriz says, "but it didn't say or do anything other than that, we were all a bit puzzled as well"

Ichiko ponders.

Achillea says, "I will sell them, Aranrhod, afterall, I was once training for the merchant trade"

Achillea shrugs.

Ichiko asks, "it did say something?"

The snowshoe hare forages about for something to eat.

Tzuriz says, "no"

You look at Ichiko and shake your head.

Aranrhod nods to Achillea.

You say, "The shadow was silent."

Aranrhod says, "It was...elusive"

Aranrhod sighs.

Ichiko ponders.

Alyxandrah asks, "Perhaps it was there for the sole purpose of watching and gathering information?"

You say, "Would seem so."

You nod to Alyxandrah.

Alexhandro asks, "Sorta like a familiar?"

Alyxandrah nods to Alexhandro.

You hear the faint thoughts of Atoyoz touch your mind:
"He killed me...with a manticore"

Alexhandro says, "Woulda fit'em ta use a shadow."

Ichiko says, "seems too quiet to have been sent by the liches.."

Opalina says, "Indeed Familiar would be a fitting choice"

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"And me as well. So the manes is because killed ye with tha manticore, I take it?"

Alyxandrah says, "I'd like to say it was watching over you..."

Aranrhod begins chuckling at Ichiko.

You hear the faint thoughts of Atoyoz touch your mind:
"Turin is blaming himself for my death..."

The snowshoe hare scratches an ear.

Aranrhod says, "They are rather verbal"

Aranrhod nods to Ichiko.

Alexhandro asks, "Who?"

Ichiko nods to Aranrhod.

Alyxandrah says, "But, I don't know how hopeful I can be that it was a positive thing."

Ilvane says, "I wish it was watching, instead of being something bad."

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"Ah... but how is giving the lich "tribute" alleviating that?"

Opalina asks, "perhaps it wasn't of the liches but from Amasalen?"

Aranrhod says, "We do not know...it would not say"

Aranrhod sighs.

You say, "It was very similar to the shadow last night."

Ichiko says, "or maybe.."

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You turn to face Ilvane.

You say, "Ye remember."

You hear the faint thoughts of Atoyoz touch your mind:
"He is NOT giving tribute..."

Aranrhod asks, "There was one last night?"

Ilvane nods to you.

Aranrhod flails her arms about.

You say, "The one with the faint voice."

Ichiko asks, "could it have been sent by Ronan?"

Opalina says, "or like Iscikella said the 9th itself"

Aranrhod says, "Tomb"

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"Sorry, but I'm confused and is what it seemed like."

Ichiko asks, "tomb?"

You ask, "What about it?"

Aranrhod says, "If was the ninth"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Arimantis paces back and forth.

Aranrhod says, "Tomb"

Alexhandro rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Tzuriz peers quizzically at Aranrhod.

Aranrhod asks, "Why would it come to the hall of Lumnis and Ronan?"

Arimantis says, "Sorta reminds me.. from what ya say, of the jackal that showed up.."

You ask, "Why not?"

You say, "It's out."

Aranrhod sighs.

You say, "It is... watching."

Arimantis paces back and forth.

Aranrhod says, "Maybe"

You say, "As Elymir said... they always watch."

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You say, "It was here last night."

You say, "Behind the statue."

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

You say, "Here is not the tomb either."

Aranrhod says, "Maybe it will ally with Thurfel"

The snowshoe hare raises its ears.

Aranrhod tilts her head up.

Alexhandro says, "I'd like ta give dem somethin ta watch"

You say, "I don't think so."

You look at Aranrhod and shake your head.

Aranrhod sighs.

Ilvane nods.

Ilvane smiles.

You say, "Since it said death comes soon."

Aranrhod says, "I am so confused"

Aranrhod sighs.

You rub Aranrhod.

Aranrhod says, "No nighttime"

Aranrhod says, "Liches abound"

Achillea asks, "I just had an amusing thought, seeins the nine have also used the possessed to kill, shall they also be skinned?"

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"Didn't mean to insult or offend."

Aranrhod says, "Undead"

You hear the faint thoughts of Atoyoz touch your mind:
"He is showing his disdain for the lich...and for that which he chose as his 'minion' last night."

Aranrhod says, "I need water"

Aranrhod sighs.

A statue of ten wizened halflings points at Aranrhod.

Aranrhod suddenly grows completely still. She, and everything she posesses, turns a pale shade of grey and becomes hard as stone.

Ilvane gasps.

Leastath blinks.

Ichiko's jaw drops.

You exclaim, "Aran!"

Alyxandrah blinks.

Arimantis stares at Aranrhod.

Alyxandrah's face turns slightly pale.

Opalina gulps.

Ilvane exclaims, "That was what it did to me last eve!"

Opalina exclaims, "Aran!"

Tzuriz just tried to pull Aranrhod towards him.

(Iscikella turns to the statue.)

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

Ilvane exclaims, "Oh Aran!"

You ask, "What do ye do this?"

Arimantis sighs.

(Opalina frowns at the statue)

(Iscikella shakes her fist at the statue.)

Achillea asks, "an Opalina toungue, an Aranrhod scalp, an Iscikella hide?"

You see a stone statue of Aranrhod Tairnigiri.

Alexhandro blinks.

Achillea ponders.

Arimantis gives Achillea a good pinch.

Achillea chuckles.

Alexhandro raises an eyebrow in Achillea's direction.

You focus your mind on Atoyoz and think:
"The lich is here. Just turned Aran to stone."

Opalina turns to face Achillea.

Alexhandro says, "And an Alexhandro tail."

Alexhandro taps a long stringy wolf tail.

Leastath gestures at Aranrhod.
Nothing happens.

Alexhandro winks at Achillea.

Achillea says, "well, I was just thinking of Turinrond's logic"

Ilvane just touched Aranrhod.

Achillea is admiring Aranrhod.

A wave of power flows out of Arimantis and toward Aranrhod who is surrounded by a soft white light.

You ask, "Lich? Which hides behind the statue this night?"

(Tzuriz glares at the halfling statue.)

You rub Aranrhod.

Ilvane says, "Oh Aran..I know you can hear me.."

(Alyxandrah glances at the statue of halflings.)

Ilvane just kissed Aranrhod on the forehead.

Arimantis sighs.

(Achillea admires the statue, except for the visage of Thurfel)

You say, "Shadows and casts of stone."

Ichiko glances at Achillea.

Opalina searches around for a moment.

Tzuriz rubs Aranrhod gently.

You say, "Ye hide still."

(Opalina searches behind each statue)

Lord Turinrond's group came through a low mithril gate.

Ilvane sobs.

(Arimantis glances at the statue with hatred)

Ilvane says, "Turn her back.."

You point at Aranrhod.

Turinrond raises an eyebrow.

(Opalina search under the statues)

Atoyoz slowly empties her lungs.

Turinrond blinks.

Turinrond shifts his weight.

Opalina stamps her feet.

Ilvane just tried to pull Aranrhod towards her.

You exclaim, "Atoyoz, is at it again!"

You exclaim, "That... thing!"

You flail your arms about.

Achillea says, "Turinrond, perhaps you should skin the possessed, theyve been used to kill by the nine also"

Ilvane sighs softly.

Arimantis says, "She is strong, just like you are sweetheart... the warmth of her heart will break it's spell"

Turinrond says, "Not the same"

Turinrond looks over at Achillea and shakes his head.

Alyxandrah sits down.

(Iscikella turns back to the statue.)

Achillea asks, "you are fool enough to think skinning manticores will hinder the nine?"

Achillea peers quizzically at Turinrond.

Turinrond smiles quietly to himself.

(Opalina pushes at the statues)

Achillea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

The snowshoe hare stands on its hind feet and scans the area.

You belt out, "Ye should at least speak, lich."

Turinrond asks, "Is that what you think?"

Turinrond snorts a derisive laugh, sneering in mockery.

Turinrond waves his hand in a dismissive gesture.

Ilvane strides over to stand before Aranrhod.

(Iscikella glances back with concern at Aranrhod.)

Leastath asks, "has anyone tried to dispell Aranrhod?"

Opalina asks, "do you have the spell?"

Turinrond says, "Indeed.. mayhaps the stubby rotting halfling will stumble o'er the pelt"

(Ilvane touches her fingerips to her Ronan symbol, then to Aranhrod's forehead)

Achillea says, "no, I think selling them will increase my wealth a tad, though, so, thanks"

Turinrond cackles.

Turinrond says, "yesss"

Turinrond says, "git yer wealth whilst ye kin"

Turinrond nods.

Turinrond says, "it matters not"

You belt out, "Ninth one? Why don't ye speak? The others seem... to respect ye... if such can say to respect anything."

Alyxandrah says, "I can try to dispell her, I don't know what it would do though."

Alexhandro says, "I kin try too."

Ilvane says, "I didn't work last night, on me."

Alyxandrah looks thoughtfully at Aranrhod.

Ilvane says, "Please try though.."

Leastath nods.

Alyxandrah gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Alyxandrah gestures at Aranrhod.
Aranrhod returns to her elven form.

Tzuriz asks, "How were you freed last night Ilvane?"

Ilvane beams happily at Alyxandrah.

Alyxandrah blinks.

Leastath just hugged Aranrhod.

You say, "It likely won't affect, but still..."

Achillea says, "my wealth indeed matters not, as my master surely will have grander things for my future"

Alexhandro applauds Alyxandrah.

Aranrhod sighs.

Alyxandrah beams happily at Aranrhod.

Achillea smiles at Turinrond.

Tzuriz just hugged Aranrhod.

Aranrhod kneels down.

Leastath asks, "you okay?"

Leastath rubs Aranrhod gently.

Aranrhod traces the lines of her circles mark.

Ilvane tries to pull Aranrhod to her feet, but she is too heavy.

Ilvane just hugged Aranrhod.

Turinrond says, "that ye 'ave a master.. indeed.. limits yer future"

Achillea says, "but while mortal still, it comes in handy"

Aranrhod exclaims, "My Lady will never let you have me!"

You hug Alyxandrah.

Arimantis just hugged Aranrhod.

Opalina searches around for a moment.

Turinrond nods to Achillea.

You say, "Thank ye, Alyx."

Alyxandrah hugs you.

Aranrhod exclaims, "My body is nothing!"

Alexhandro exclaims, "Way ta go, Alyx!"

Aranrhod stands up.

Alexhandro just hugged Alyxandrah.

Leastath bows to Alyxandrah.

Leastath smiles.

You smile at Alyxandrah.

Achillea begins chuckling at Turinrond.

Alyxandrah blushes a glowing shade of red.

Turinrond grins.

Ilvane says, "I just turned after a time."

(Aranrhod stares at the statues)

Ilvane nods to Leastath.

Turinrond says, "i would chuckle too"

Turinrond nods to Achillea.

Achillea says, "ye, like most, probably severely misunderstand his gifts of immortality"

Ilvane says, "After a blessing from my Arimantis."

Aranrhod says, "You all have been no more than stone for many a year"

Opalina just hugged Aranrhod.

Turinrond holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

Leastath smiles at Ilvane.

(Iscikella turns toward the statue.)

Aranrhod says, "Thank you all"

Turinrond says, "when I need ta live more'n a thousand years.. I'll look into it"

Aranrhod says, "I could hear"

Turinrond nods to Achillea.

Turinrond chortles softly at some secret joke.

Tzuriz smiles at Aranrhod.

Aranrhod says, "Just could not respond"

Tzuriz just hugged Aranrhod.

Ilvane nods.

You say, "Ye seem to wish to have it understood ye are there, but no more than that."

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

You ask, "That what it is, lich?"

Ilvane says, "It is just what happened to me..scary thing it is.."

Ilvane shivers.

Aranrhod asks, "Elymir?"

You ask, "Ye always watch?"

Aranrhod asks, "Are you here?"

Ichiko says, "they seem very quiet tonight as well.."

(Aranrhod glances around)

You say, "I don't think is Elymir."

Ichiko gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

You shake your head.

Turinrond scratches himself idly.

Aranrhod asks, "Who then?"

You say, "the ninth."

Aranrhod asks, "Who is the ninth?"

You say, "The elusive ninth."

Achillea says, "maybe he needs to borrow Aranrhod's soul again"

Turinrond says, "the one they fear"

Turinrond starts chortling.

Aranrhod says, "Guess they prefer not to say"

Turinrond asks, "ironic, isn't it?"

Aranrhod glances at Achillea.

You say, "One, as Elymir informed, we have not yet encountered in its true form."

Alexhandro asks, "Yanno, Achillea...one might think ya finds dat funny?"

Tzuriz glances at Achillea.

Aranrhod asks, "True form?"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Achillea smiles at Alexhandro.

You say, "We have seen the shadows."

Aranrhod searches around for a moment.

You say, "And heard the voice."

You say, "But no more."

Tzuriz searches around for a moment.

Achillea says, "well, not funny, per se"

The snowshoe hare wrinkles its nose.

Turinrond nods to the snowshoe hare.

Aranrhod asks, "Why would that one be so silent?"

You look at Aranrhod and shake your head.

Aranrhod says, "I could use water"

You say, "I don't know."

Ilvane asks, "Maybe it's a shadow?"

Aranrhod asks, "Anyone?"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Ilvane grins.

Aranrhod asks, "Tea?"

Ilvane coughs.

You say, "I don't know, Ilvane."

Aranrhod mutters something about too much junk as she searches through her hooded cloak.

Alyxandrah says, "I've got a potion and a tart."

Alyxandrah giggles.

Arimantis paces back and forth.

You say, "Maybe it has no form because the divining sphere broke."

You say, "I don't know."

Aranrhod says, "Being stone leaves you dry"

Aranrhod coughs.

Ilvane nods.

Ilvane says, "And stiff too."

Ilvane grins.

In the white leather satchel you see some delicate ivory prayer beads, a split-tail bluebottle butterfly, a flacon of lavender perfume, a narrow gold ring, a twisted black toy serpent, a white flask, some hardened monir sap, a slim rod, a bunch of violets, a long fiery red spine, a octopus toy, a flaky rainbow tart and a delicate onyx black lace chemise.

Aranrhod stretches.

Opalina says, "I got a few herbal drops"

Turinrond taps a tall glass of pink love potion.

Turinrond smirks.

The snowshoe hare scratches an ear.

(Aranrhod tries to do a cartwheel)

Turinrond flashes a wide grin.

Aranrhod falls over.

You say, "I don't have anymore tea."

You hear someone cough.

Aranrhod mutters under her breath.

Aranrhod stands up.

Ilvane begins chuckling at Turinrond.

Alyxandrah nods to Alexhandro.

Ichiko just opened a dwarven infantry backpack.

Aranrhod says, "Vonka still teaching me"

Achillea says, "perhaps it needs to speak through Iscikella, pity if shed need to share herself with not one but two"

You glance at Achillea.

Aranrhod coughs.

Aranrhod leans on Tzuriz.

Tzuriz grins at Aranrhod.

The snowshoe hare stands on its hind feet and scans the area.

Aranrhod says, "Arimantis"

Achillea says, "might account for your feeling drawn here always though"

Achillea nods to you.

Arimantis says, "Hmm"

Aranrhod says, "I know you have something to drink"

Opalina asks, "why did it turn you to stone Aran?"

Arimantis chuckles.

Aranrhod says, "I will take whatever"

Aranrhod sighs.

Aranrhod says, "Make it light"

Arimantis says, "Gots rum.."

Aranrhod says, "Please"

Aranrhod says, "Well"

Aranrhod says, "Alright"

Arimantis removes a mug of slooberry rum from in his spidersilk vestment.

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Ilvane says, "It doesn't like her either."

Ilvane grins at Opalina.

You say, "Elymir said..." shakes her head decidedly, "well, nevermind what he said."

Arimantis says, "All I gots.."

Aranrhod nods.

Arimantis offers Aranrhod a mug of slooberry rum.

Aranrhod says, "I need something"

Ilvane says, "And that is a good thing."

Aranrhod accepts Arimantis's slooberry rum.

Aranrhod says, "Thank you"

Aranrhod takes a drink from her slooberry rum.
Aranrhod takes a drink from her slooberry rum.
Aranrhod offers Arimantis a mug of slooberry rum.

Aranrhod just hugged Arimantis.

Ilvane rocks back on her heels.

Aranrhod says, "Had to have something"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

(Iscikella stares at the statue intently, trying to note any shadows about the stone.)

Ilvane says, "I am quite glad it's quiet here tonight, mostly."

Arimantis says, "Keeps it.. jus incase ya want some later"

Ilvane says, "Aside from being a little cold."

(Aranrhod glances with hatred at the statue)

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

Aranrhod offers Arimantis a mug of slooberry rum.

Ilvane says, "Last time I looked behind the statue I lost my leg..I'd rather not today.."

You think to yourself, "The ninth is now at work. Who is it? Why does it hide more than the others? What is its special power that even Elymir concedes to it?"

Arimantis accepts Aranrhod's slooberry rum.

Ilvane fidgets.

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

Aranrhod says, "Thank you"

Turinrond begins chuckling at Achillea.

Aranrhod just hugged Arimantis.

Arimantis says, "Aye.. lets keep you away from the statue tonight"

Arimantis just kissed Ilvane.

(Aranrhod glances behind the statue)

Aranrhod says, "Refuse"

Ilvane glances at Aranrhod.

Aranrhod scoffs.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Turinrond smirks.

Turinrond grins.

Ilvane hums distractedly to herself.

Alexhandro whistles tunelessly to himself.

Turinrond asks, "any Faendryl scholars amongst ye folks?"

Aranrhod shifts her weight.

Turinrond surveys the area.

Turinrond chuckles.

Turinrond says, "figgers"

You look at Turinrond and shake your head.

Aranrhod asks, "What do you need to know?"

Ilvane asks, "Can we go back to the temple?"

Ilvane fidgets.

Aranrhod blinks.

Alexhandro glances at Ilvane.

Alexhandro asks, "Nervous bout somethin?"

Alexhandro peers quizzically at Ilvane.

Turinrond asks, "ye know those dwarfs?"

Ichiko asks, "ye suppose birds ever roost on that statue?"

Turinrond peers quizzically at Aranrhod.

Turinrond asks, "what are they called?"

You say, "Never seen any."

Ilvane shakes her head.

Aranrhod asks, "The dark ones?"

Opalina says, "if not they should"

You look at Ichiko and shake your head.

Turinrond nods to Aranrhod.

Ilvane says, "I just don't want to be here.."

Aranrhod nods.

Alexhandro leans on Alyxandrah.

Alyxandrah stares off into space.

Alexhandro asks, "Where ya goin?"

Achillea says, "the dark dwarves, whom serve the Dhe'nar, taken originally as slaves but who have kinda assmilated into Dhe'nar culture"

Aranrhod asks, "What of them?"

Alexhandro chuckles.

Alyxandrah giggles.

Turinrond says, "aha.. tha's it"

Turinrond says, "not slaves.. willin' servants.. jes like ye serpant slave"

Turinrond nods to Achillea.

Turinrond beams.

Achillea says, "of course the Dhe'nar still restrict their full rights"

Turinrond applauds.

The snowshoe hare scratches an ear.

Turinrond says, "ye are quite learned, indeed"

You say, "I know of these dwarves."

Turinrond nods.

Turinrond beams.

Lord Haxley came through a low mithril gate.

Turinrond says, "so many scholars"

Aranrhod says, "Dark dwarves"

Turinrond grins.

Haxley blinks.

Aranrhod says, "Not hard"

You say, "Sairosse was one."

Alexhandro begins chuckling at Alyxandrah.

Aranrhod chuckles.

Alexhandro pulls Alyxandrah to her feet.

Turinrond bows to Haxley.

Ilvane gawks at Haxley.

Ilvane beams.

Alyxandrah glowers.

Alexhandro blinks.

Ilvane just hugged Haxley.



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